Author's Note: On the third chapter already? I must admit, I do feel I'm going a bit too fast, but eh no matter. Well, I decided to release the 3rd chapter earlier than usual due to having missed a chapter last week so I'm making up for it today. I'm sure your all aware of the next arc coming out on DB Super soon which is why I have decided to rush things a bit. I appreciate any and all reviews, favorites ((Hey now, the readers are gonna get annoyed by this)). Yeah, your right. Getting started now...
Meanwhile, in the lonely prison.
"Why did I feel… threatened those days ago?" Sabria asked herself, sweat dripping down her face after having been harassed by Xiphos several days ago when he asked the same question as he usually does. For the first time, Sabria felt threatened by Xiphos even though she's been held captive all this time.
"Well it doesn't matter. I'll never give it to his heretics or his lies!" The poor girl declared but fell on deaf ears, for no one was listening in to her small talk. Trying to escape as usual, the girl tried breaking the chains with all her might but it was in vain, blood began dripping down her arms and felt a great deal of pain overcome her body as a result.
Sabria was heavily breathing after attempting to break out of her prison for over two hours, her arms becoming dangerously exhausted to the point of breaking apart completely. "No, I can't let it end like this. I have to escape this place and find help… but where? I haven't been able to contact him in a very long." The green haired girl noted to herself, surprised her pleas for help weren't going through no matter how much pain she endured.
"This doesn't make any sense… before my capture at my birth, I was able to freely contact him just long as he wasn't in a bad mood. But yet… something's not right. Ever since my capture, I could hear only silence…" Sabria pondered on the events leading up to her birth and her eventual capture. But yet, there was little she could remember at this point for she felt a great deal of fear overtake her at that exact moment.
What is this… strange feeling overtaking? Its unlike anything I've ever felt before. Certainly it can't be despair, right? Ever since I was kidnapped, I swore to never show any emotion to that man who dares to call himself Emperor when, huh… is there someone in this or any other world who can pose a serious threat to Xiphos? That… is not an easy question to answer.
In the process while Sabria pondered on who could possibly be stronger than Xiphos, the cell door creaked open to reveal a man wearing a suit and tie and donned a scar across his left eye. "Well hello my dear Sabria. It's been awhile since I last visited your cell. Your not looking so well today." The man noted to Sabria, noticing the sweat dripping down her face.
"Your seem to be sweating heavily. Here, let me help you." The black haired man said, inching towards the helpless girl as she closed her eyes, bracing herself for an attack but felt a different sensation on her face. Opening her eyes, Sabria noticed the man was wiping away the sweat from her face with a handkerchief.
"Wha-?" Just as Sabria let her guard down, the man slashed the side of her face with a knife he had carefully hid under his left sleeve. Blood soon followed after the wound was inflicted upon her but for some reason, Sabria did not have the expression that the man was hoping for.
"Oh, what's this? No wincing in pain? I was sure you were more vulnerable than this… interesting." With those words, the man walked over to the doorway where he brought in a bunch of other "supplies" much to Sabria's disdain.
"Our illustrious Emperor, Xiphos sees you as someone worth acknowledging and keeping alive, something I myself, who has served him for countless years, disagree with. Over the many years under his service, I noticed the countless lives he chose to spare and later destroyed him because they annoyed him. However, there is one person he neglected to torture… you." The man began to explain to Sabria who simply closed her eyes.
My boot, why does he choose NOW of all times to annoy me with his cryptic nonsense about serving Xiphos and of what, the countless people he spared? Man, I'm going to have a heart attack one of these days… listening to all this bullsh*t and whatnot. Honestly, why can't he talk about something that isn't so darsh garnned depressing and pointless? Well, guess it's time to stare at the wall beside me. If I ignore him, he might go away…
Just as her thoughts were being put into place, a knife flew at flying speeds past her cheek, damaging it slightly. "I don't appreciate being ignored you know. Honestly, why can't you show me a little respect? Is that so difficult to comprehend?" Said the man who just threw the knife towards Sabria's direction, grazing her ever so slightly.
"Tell you what, since I'm in such a good mood…" The man began to speak and slashed the chains holding Sabria in place using a sword he pulled out of his shirt. "Why don't you attack me with all your might? There's something about you that sets you apart from the others, especially Xiphos." The sword wielding man said with a sinister smile donning his face, Sabria slumping to the ground with a confused expression on her face.
What did he say? Did he expect me to fight him so willingly after he nonchalantly threw not one, but two knives at my general direction without so much as a warning. Strange that he chose to free me from those accursed shackles with just two swings of his sword, with such amazing strength behind his arms.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to attack? I was under the assumption you wanted to fight me and Xiphos, considering your hatred for us. If your not going to attack first, then I will!" With those words, the man charged forth at Sabria who barely dodged a sword strike that left another graze on her cheek by a mere margin, just above the other wound she suffered. In response to his sudden attack, Sabria threw a punch to the upper shoulder but her opponent saw through this and grabbing her hand, threw her over his shoulder towards the wall.
"You know, that attack would have worked if it wasn't so predictable." A bit disappointed, the man threw the sword beside the girl, jammed into the wall with such force it broke some of the bricks off. Seeing the sword, the green haired girl grabbed the sword and charged at the man with several sword strikes but to her astonishment, the man casually parried all her attacks with little to no effort.
Blowing the girl away with a mere hand gesture, Sabria was sent flying across the room towards the door where the man then appeared beside her and gently kicked her away, sending her flying towards the wall from which she was bound to. Getting angry, Sabria threw the sword at the man who casually caught it with one hand.
"Come on miss, I thought you were properly trained in the art of battle. It seems I was misinformed, no matter." Struggling to get up from that last attack, Sabria charged at the man who casually dodged the kick to the face and the punch to the side. In fact, he was somehow able to parry all of Sabria's attacks who was succumbing to her own anger in the few minutes they were fighting.
Dammit! No matter how many punches I throw, he dodges all of them! It's as though he can anticipate every attack I make, even though their all basic attacks. I still don't get why he chose to release me from my shackles though… makes no sense it doesn't. Still, I am grateful for this opportunity he presented to me… I'll catch him off-guard… somehow.
"Come on! Fight me like you mean it! I know your power very well." The man happily said, much to Sabria's surprise. On her home world, very few people were aware of her power which she rarely shows due to a very simple reason which will be explained very shortly.
"You can't mean… impossible! From where did you get that information from? There's no way you could possibly know of my dormant power!" Sabria angrily yelled at the man who simply smirked at her words and charged forth. With a simple kick to the stomach, Sabria was forced on her knees due to the strength contained behind that kick.
"You want to know where I got this information from huh? Think very carefully… from the few times I visited your world with a certain someone alongside me just to see you. Well, back then I donned a different look. Does the same Toumin ring a bell?" Toumin finally announced his name to Sabria who was still struggling to remember of who exactly this person standing before her is.
"Toumin? You mean… you're-" Remembering who he is, Sabria is briefly injured by a slash of the sword, tilting her head to the side and noticing her left arm was severed from her shoulder with the use of his sword. Before she could react for another second, Toumin instantly destroys the arm with a simple ki blast of purple energy.
"You remember… how fascinating. Well it really doesn't matter, to me your worthless. Therefore, I have conducted myself in a rather cruel manner by destroying your left arm. Can you feel the pain of loss?" Toumin asked the one he was tormenting who held the bleeding in place on her shoulder area but to his awe, the girl stood up and kicked the sword to the ceiling.
But that was all she could do after suffering a powerful gust of wind to the face which temporarily blinded her and collapsed soon after. "She was able to knock the sword out of my hand to the ceiling with a single kick. Huh… I never imagined she would be capable of that. Aw how sad, I've made a mess of the place! Xiphos is gonna kill me once he finds out. Guess I'd better clean everything up."
Using his sword, Toumin repaired all the damage dealt to the room as well as return Sabria to her place at the center, the chains reforming around her only working arm. "Even I, who works for Xiphos, can't stand to see the state your in right now. Here, let me lend you a helping hand." Waving his sword, Toumin casted a spell around Sabria and casually left the room as if nothing had ever happened.
In the meantime, Xiphos was walking towards the cell where Sabria was being kept in, apparently infuriated on the commotion going about that came from that specific area. Kicking down the cell door, Xiphos found the girl in the same exact position as earlier but the first thing he noticed immediately upon entering the room was the loss of Sabria's left arm as well as some of the other chains he placed around her.
"Just what in the hell happened here? I step out for one hour, one hour! And this is what happens? I was hoping she wouldn't have to lose a body part but I guess it was unavoidable. Unbelieveable… there was obviously some form of conflict here or she would still have both her arms intact. Hmm… who could have done such a thing to her?" Xiphos pondered on the situation, sitting on the hard metal ground with the staff by his side which glowed a bright red color.
"Maybe I should ask Sabria, maybe she could… no, she's still sitting on the damn floor. Hmph, that was a waste of my precious time. I could have been watching anime or watching my subjects fight amongst themselves. I'll leave the misery for her later. For now though… wait, something's different about her. Is there? Forget it, it's nothing." Xiphos said, exiting the room without so much as even harming Sabria, much to her (and the reader's) surprise.
"Is he gone yet? Good to know… that was a close one, pretending to fall asleep when I was in fact listening to him the entire time he came here. Still, I admit even I'm surprised by his apparent lack of torturing me. Why was he acting so… exhausted just minutes ago? Three days ago, he swore he would get information out of me but yet, nothing happened. Something's not right…" Sabria said aloud, taken aback by what she had just witnessed before her very own eyes.
Elsewhere, Xiphos retired to his quarters, placing the staff on the pedestal beside him and fell fast asleep, apparently exhausted from all that had went down from where he went to. Finally fast asleep in his chambers, it seemed as though he had forgotten on the horrible things he would have done to Sabria in trying to find out what exactly she stole from his vault.
What was stolen from the vault of Xiphos is worth more to him than the Dragon Balls are, even more so than the other treasures he happened to "find" on his travels across the universe. The object in question is rumored to be a sacred object that very few are worthy of using but to those few who used it, they described the object as being something that "surpasses imagination and logic." Furthermore, the artifact's size is unknown for Xiphos only had a moment to grab it without even taking a good look at it.
Meanwhile in Sabria's cell, the girl was given a new uniform to replace her old ones which were inferior to her new ones. The clothing she now wore was that of a standard green suit and red tie with a single white glove donning the only working hand she has. Also, she wore a short blue and green skirt as well as tall dark blue boots with ankle high white socks to go with it.
"Ugh… just what happened..? Let me think… the last thing I can remember is that last attack which seemed to have rendered me unconscious. How odd that he lacked a killing intent. Typical bodyguards, all they care about is the pay while at the same time pretending to care for their master's lives. Well it doesn't really matter. At least I have this in my possession." Sabria said to herself, looking down at the necklace she's wearing which contained something both ancient and immensely powerful, something even Sabria is unaware of, but she took it upon herself to steal it from Xiphos' vault for reasons unknown.
"Maybe I should make my escape now… no, it wouldn't work. Xiphos is much too powerful for me to handle. He sees everything that happens here, but does he hear everything? If so, I'm doomed." Again, Sabria talked to herself but as she moved her right arm, she felt one of the chains was particularly loose than the others. On top of that, she heard the cell door slowly open, a figure walking inside wearing a hood and cape.
"Do you wish to escape? I'll help you with that." The figure said to Sabria, catching her attention. As she slowly moved her gaze towards the face, she immediately recognized just who it is she was talking to.