Another Sabimen smashed into the ground, Gelid cracking his knuckles and sending his fist into another's face, smashing it into the ground along with the other one. The Frost Demon continued his training and efforts, having been present in the training, timeless world for at least a week. Every day he'd come there, and train alongside the older fighter, learning not only tricks the best had done like the Light Grenade, but he even had time to design and create his own Ki Blasts; but still Gelid had no way to truly fly.
He just never developed the willpower for that, or the positive memories needed to fuel it.
"Excellent work," Freyon spoke, ducking past the airborne Sabimen that smashed into the rocky wall behind him. "You've improved dramatically in your fighting style; eventually you'll be strong enough to tackle any foe."
"Thanks sir, though my flightless issue still remains." Freyon merely waved his hand, as if the problem were a minor one.
"Some of Earth's best fighters were flightless; even the unstoppable Goku. My point is, try and use this flaw to your advantage…might make the difference soon." Freyon offered the scroll again, and hesitantly, Gelid reached his hand out to clench his hand around it, feeling the same, chilling sensation of being hurled through time and space once more, the two of them once again standing in the Time Nest, with Freyon putting the scroll back where it came from.
"Do you think I can beat her now?" The aged Frost Demon turned when he was asked, Gelid taking a deep breath, standing firm. "Do you think I can beat Mizuna now?"
"…I'm confident you'll piss her off; you have a long way to go before you can truly beat her. She's from a race who thrive on fighting; you beat her once and she'll demand you fight her again when she's much more powerful. You win against her once, and it'll be an endless bout you'll never truly win in." Gelid didn't really like the sound of that no…but…he needed to have a drive; a motivator to really see it through to the end.
"I guess pissing her off's the first step to pissing with her."
"…Gelid…reword that. Like for fuck's sake...reword that..."
Awakening early in the morning, Gelid almost panicked in his bed before he realized that he didn't have classes today; they had Saturdays off since it was fairly traditional for all institutions to do that…he could accept that.
Still, he had to do something today.
Rising from bed, Gelid didn't have the urge nor desire to form his bone armor and, instead, just slipped his classic pants on and this time a faded blue tee shirt; he did struggle with his horns a tad. None the less, Gelid worked and soon he was presentable for the day; the TP Member moving to close and lock his door before leaving, and a hop, skip, and a jump placed him in the market district of Conton City, giving him a grand view of the statue containing the previous Toki Toki City hero…from what he saw, it was some sort of Majin girl; she seemed very cold from her appearance though, like someone he'd rather not spend the day with.
"Yo, Gelid!" The Frost Demon turned very slowly to take in the sight of Otto; the earthling male currently engrossed in trying on a new pair of gloves. "You gotta check all this stuff out! Some new Outsiders arrived and they brought all sorts of things; I heard a few are even willing to mentor a few of us!"
"Outsiders?"
"Oh yeah…sometimes the various Z-Warriors and the like arrive here and spend some time, no pun intended, in Conton City. Usually there people who're dead but most of the time it's various fighters like Piccolo and even Yamcha…though…honestly can't see anyone taking lessons from Yamcha or being a pupil of his. I'd take Krillin over him…" Gelid found it ironic he was mocking the Earthlings despite Otto himself being an Earthling.
But, the mentor prospect put a few ideas into his head.
"Who's here so far?" The Frost Demon turned to stare down Otto, as the man shrugged.
"Not very many so far; they come and go. I heard Piccolo's here right now, and he's willing to teach a few people some of his tricks, provided they beat him in a spar." Gelid didn't like the sound of that but…he really didn't have a lot to risk. And thus, he started to walk, the Frost Demon rounding past the PT Dispatch center before he felt a rough hand clamp down on his shoulder.
"So, another fool, here to meet their doom." The voice was arrogant, but he knew it; Gelid turned ever so slowly to come face to face with one of Goku's earliest foes; Raditz. The sayian warrior stood before him, arms crossed, with a cocky smirk on his face, no doubt judging him harshly for being one of the race to eradicate his people.
Or perhaps he didn't know about Frieza…considering everything, it didn't seem too unlikely.
"Doom? Can you please repeat that?" Gelid turned to entirely face the Sayian, before the latter merely scoffed at his confusion.
"Don't give me that; you just so happened to walk by me with such a lax stare. You obviously were mocking the great Raditz!" Gelid also didn't want to disclose that Raditz was technically a laughing stock to much of his race but…details. "Some c'mon then; fight me. I'll crush you and move on to the next measly fighter."
"Listen, while I'd enjoy oh so much to plant a dumbass tree with your name on it, I have something I need to do. So-"
"I think this'd be a good learning factor!" Gelid glanced down to the sight of the Supreme Kai of Time, the pink skinned Kai staring up at him and Raditz with a look of pure glee. "I can transport you both to an abandoned area where your bout can commence in a safe, fair manner, and with some minor tweaks we can record it for the academy to see. It'd be a good way to educate the newer Time Patrollers on how to handle a fight!" Gelid had too many reasons to disclose why that was a bad idea; the top one being he lacked flight, so Raditz already had an advantage over him. However, he was unable to voice those concerns; a wave of her hand and a snap of her fingers, Gelid felt the same light-headedness overtake him and once his vision returned he was in a field with Raditz, the latter seeming just as confused as he was.
"What sort of trick is this?! Did that pink fairy just warp us to an alternate reality?!"
"No, just somewhere we can fight." Gelid spoke, lifting his fists and remembering every single bit of training given to him by Freyon. He recalled every fighting style, and every single Ki method, but the core thing was Gelid remembered that at all costs, he had to remain calm.
A calm fighter always won the fight.
"Fine by me! Take this!" Both of Raditz palms glimmered a blinding pink for a mere second before two beams fired right for him, the Frost Demon ducking down and rolling to the side. "You can dodge my Double Sunday…such a shame; means I have to get serious!" He rushed right for Gelid without warning, and the latter remembered how to react here, ducking down and driving his fist right into Raditz's cheek, sending him skidding back. Gelid didn't give him the chance to rest, he kept the pressure up and struck the Sayian with a series of harsh, critical strikes; all of which seemed to be having the desired effect and soon Raditz lunged back, and left an opening for Gelid to fire his own attack just as he fired his Double Sunday.
"Evil Explosion!" The blast was sufficient enough to knock Raditz down, and finally, he fell silent, rendered unable to fight any longer.
"You…defeated me; how?! Your power level is pathetic when compared to my own!" Gelid didn't even want to bring up the fact Power Levels had been made obsolete thanks to Goku; none the less, he reached his hand out, and after some silence the downed Sayian accepted it, lifting himself up and shaking himself off.
"It seems I have more training and planning to do; you've opened my eyes…stranger." And with that, he vanished, no doubt due to the Supreme Kai of Time sending him back to Conton City, while Gelid…he thought about it; gradually lifting both hands and angling them away from one another…testing something.
"Double Sunday!" Sure enough, the twin beams arched out in front of him, striking the air as Gelid withdrew his hands, looking over them.
Not the best move there was no, but Gelid had a feeling it'd be fairly useful against Kylie for their rematch.
The sunset spilled through the windows of the doom hallway, Gelid slowly returning back to his room for the day with bags of things purchased. He had spent the fair majority of it being fairly productive; seeking out the Mentors present and learning from them. Some he did get rejected from, and others taught him new skills and abilities he could use in his rise as a Time Patrol Member and even to one day beat Kylie in a fight. Sure, he'd be locked into an endless cycle, but he was fairly confident he'd last long enough to truly earn a shot with her and to make those positive memories needed to fly with.
He did notice something at the end of the hall; someone was walking. They weren't approaching him no, but they were intending to walk past him. She was really a Majin female, with deep cerulean skin, as her fleshy tendrils for hair hung down past her chin, over one of her eyes. Said eyes were pitch black, with her irises being a crimson color, glimmering in the lowered light, as her lips were painted an opaque black hue. Her outfit was different, consisting of the top to a black and green training gee, and with no bottoms on; her walk did allow Gelid to see she was wearing a pair of black gym shorts…odd in a way. Her feet were covered by a pair of black sneakers, and her hands in her own pair of fingerless gloves. As a whole, she had an aura of mystery about her; like there was something about her he really couldn't figure out, though at the same time she seemed familiar to him.
She walked right past him, and right before Gelid could dig into his pocket for the key to his room, he heard her speak up; her tone sounding dismissive and even bored with everything.
"You're Gelid, right?"
"…I am, yes; who's asking?"
"Zamara; we're in the same class." Oh, that's why she felt familiar…well that explained it. "I was there when you attempted to fight both Vocado and Mizuna; the latter I'm not even sure why you attempted."
Well she was blunt.
"I wanted to prove a point."
"That you need a lot more training? Makes sense." He was already starting to dislike this Majin. "The move you did to offset her, Evil Explosion…it's not a very versatile one. Sure, against weaker foes it can send them down fast but for people like her, it'd just bother her, and she'd rapidly learn it's one of the few things you know. You'd want something like the Galick Gun or even the simple Special Beam Cannon; those are capable enough to mess anyone up if performed properly." So, she was blunt and well-educated…such a terrible combo to behold. But, despite how rude she was, he did take some things to heart…he'd need to visit Piccolo once more and see if he could talk the Namekian Warrior into teaching him that shattering attack to see if he could offset the Sayian woman in the future.
"Thanks for the heads-up, I'll try not to be as big of a disappointment for the class."
"Never said you were; I just said you need more training. Just because someone needs training, it doesn't mean they're a letdown for everyone. No one's born with unstoppable power save for a few…Mizuna isn't one of them, and nor are you. Those who have to work towards power typically come out being more appreciative of it, and those given it from birth always crave more and more, never truly understanding what they have. The same can be said for the Frost Demon, Frieza." So she was also versed on his race…troubling, but none the less, she knew her stuff, and he could find some appreciation there.
"I'll work at it then...thanks, Zamara."
"Don't mention it; just bear in mind the spars for tomorrow will be harder…Professor San wants to really make sure we know what we're doing." And with that, the Majin girl was gone, leaving Gelid alone before he unlocked his door, pushing it open and slowly stepping inside of his room, setting down the bag of various items and the like. He felt some sort of strange connection to that girl…but…it'd be nothing truly to worry about. Going about his bedtime ritual, Gelid showered, dressed himself in his sleeping clothes of his boxers and nothing more, and he curled up in bed, arms folded in his lap as he stared up at the ceiling, mind wandering as far as it could physically go, as one thought circulated frequently.
He was still doing this all for Mizuna…right?
To Be Continued…