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North West Capital. This is the city in which the Golden Great Ape Baby once resided... Well before his untimely demise at the hands on Baby. The capital was destroyed by the monster that called this chaotic world paradise. Thousands of lives lost and revived. On of which was more significant.
He was a fairly young fellow, about Nebarid's age, and a saiyan as well! He flew above the city, as a frowned expression plagued his face. His green gi and light blue chonmage rustled in the wind as he went. His name was Ragar. He went the entire day asking around for a girl about his age. No one was of any use, either just dismissing him, or ignoring him. The whole day had went by when this young man finally gave up. He went east to the sea and sat on the coast, watching the waves crash onto the rocks bellow. Ragar's face finally began welling with tears. He had lost his sister, April.
He sat there until midnight, and finally came to the conclusion to leave North West Capital. There was nothing left for him there. He got up and flew in the south-west direction, determined to start anew. He would wander the world, and get stronger, in dedication to his sister.
Leon was standing on the cliff overlooking the highlands. He had ordered Zuyoi and Nebarid to start a full-blown sparring match. He reached into his gi, and pulled out a leather pouch fastened with string. He looked inside and began counting.
"20. 20 senzu beans. That's a good bunch. Come on guys, we're gonna get far."
Below, the siblings were going at it, with nothing but instinct. Every once in a while, Nebarid pulled a quick combo in trying to stun his sister, or Zuyoi launched a heavy blow that would instantly cripple someone like Nappa. Nebarid, however, was trying to hold back as much as possible so he wouldn't ascend. When ever a spark of energy forced its way to the surface, he had to withdraw to recover, taking a few hits in the process.
After repeating this action for multiple times, his sister's heavy hitters finally wore him down and he submitted.
"Wow, sis. That's one solid punch you got going there." Nebarid stated as he stood doubled over, trying to catch his breath.
Zuyoi wasn't one to be as cheerful. "I know you were holding back. You're way faster than me, but you could barely dodge my attack. My only question is why?"
"Well... I'm kinda not allowed to say? Teach-"
"What do you mean you're not allowed to tell? You're my brother. We an talk."
Leon noticed the argument going on below, and intervened before Zuyoi could break her brother into blabbing.
"What happened you two? You had a sweet fight going on." he began.
"Nebarid is keeping secrets and he got caught. I know you have something to do with it, mentor."
"How about you and I go for a flight. I'll explain what you need to know. Nebarid, take the rest of the day off." He winked at the boy, which his sister didn't quite catch. Nebarid understood what Leon was getting at and walked off.
The instructor then turned to his female pupil. "You ready to go?"
"I guess" came the reply followed by a shrug.
The two went off south, to the RockLands. It took sometime to get there, and on the way, Zuyoi was trying to pry information from her master, who held fast and kept all thoughts to himself. When they arrived, Leon stood opposite to the girl and tossed her a senzu bean. "Attack me."
Being almost as quick-witted as her brother, she snatched the bean, ate it, and ran forward. Then she jumped and punched Leon in the forehead. In that same instant, Leon had sent a considerable amount of power into his forehead. This nullified the effectiveness of Zuyoi's punch. "What?"
"This is a test. The aim is to knock me down. You pass when I'm flat on my back."
She nodded and took the initiative. Blow after blow, each collided with Leon with much force. Dust from the rocky ground began to rise and blow. Zuyoi increased her power after each hit, which prompted Leon to pour more and more energy into his body and negate her advances. The dust around them began to blow away rapidly. Each collision created a shockwave that began to fracture to surroundings.
"Come on Zuyoi, you hit your brother harder than this. If you fail this test, I'm sending you back." he taunted. He made a bring it gesture and began to get on Zuyoi's nerves. She made another attempt at her mentor and jumped above. She came down like a meteor, elbow first. Leon adjusted his stance and threw both arms forward to catch said elbow. With a crashing sound, the two connected, the force driving Leon's feet into the ground. But he held fast.
The two bodies worked to push the other away, with vast quantities of energy contributed by both, flowing to the center of the skirmish. Sparks began to fly and loose rock began to levitate. The sky darkened as the energy grew. But Zuyoi began to reach her absolute limit. But she was smart about the predicament.
"Kaioken!" came the light voice. Her power lashed out in all directions. She bulked up slightly, and pushed harder. But it wasn't enough. "Kaioken x2!" The red aura deepened in color and Zuyoi's hair took on the same hue. The strength she displayed was so astounding, Leon found himself leaning backward in his stance. And he was still being pushed back. He increased his own energy and tied the struggle. He added more and threw Zuyoi a few yards back, breaking the tie and recovering. The sky returned to its original brightness, and the rocks and dust had begun to settle.
Zuyoi got up slowly. The kaioken effects had worn off and the power boost had taken its toll on her body. She had exhausted her power supply and her reserves were draining quick. Leon took this opportunity to taunt her into a fit of rage.
"Was that all?" he saw Zuyoi look at him with a shocked expression. "You haven't improved as much as i thought. To think your session with Nebarid was all show."
"IT WAS NOT! Kaioken x3!" She made an all out attack at Leon, many punches and kicks landing accurately, and with force. She hit hard and wouldn't stop until her target was down. Zuyoi gave a mean one to Leon's temple, then dropped out, almost unconscious. Leon stood, leaning in the same way as during his recent pummeling. His face froze in shock in how far Zuyoi could push herself. What was he getting himself into?
The Glacier Plains was falling apart. The white-haired saiyan and well-known Namekian were at it again, Though this time, Piccolo had removed his turban and weighted cape. The two were even for the most part, but Soraxus was slowly gaining an upper hand. Piccolo was amazed with the young one's progress. His power had increased exponentially since he first arrived. But there was something off: His fighting style had become overly aggressive, even if they were in a simple spar.
The white-haired saiyan began to power up, translucent aura lashing everywhere. Piccolo followed suit with his green aura. The energies came into contact between the two, and large bits of ice from the ground, water from the nearby river, and lightning from an unknown source, rushed into the center of energy in a feeble attempt to fill the void. The auras flashed away and the nonhuman duo crashed into each other.
Fists, knees, feet, and elbows smashed into one another in random succession, neither opponent gaining ground. But, Piccolo began to slip. His exhaustion caused him to accidentally pull one of his attacks, allowing Soraxus to close in and hammer away at his trainer. The clear glow emitting from his body soon turned too black, and his power level skyrocketed. If this assualt were to continue, Piccolo might die. Every hit sent a condensed shockwave through the Namekian's body, and protrude from his back. Another well placed hit sent Piccolo in an upward direction. Soraxus followed with a sideways swipe kick, afterimage, a hard uppercut, another afterimage, and finally, a full force headbutt that plowed Piccolo into the ground.
When the dust settled, he was on one hand and knee, gasping for breath. The younger opponent, descended to the ground, black crackles of energy sparking around him. Then there was a surge in his energy once more. Soraxus doubled over, trying to hold it in. Then it happened again: the mysterious force from before swept over his body and he no longer felt like himself in the least. Then familiar black spikes protruded from the body of the now empty shell of the human. Soraxus was no more.
The investigation in Other World had been rigorous, and very time-consuming. The line of souls to be judged by Yemma had multiplied five fold. Said ogre, plus King Kai, and other Other Worldly guardians had been in HFIL for the majority of their time. The mysterious energy fluxuations had been getting stronger for the past few days. But the psychic barrier within had drained in the process. They now had a lock on the source, which lead to a crevice, far from the settlements of the Under World. Just as they closed in to arrest the culprit, a well-known white dragon man had risen in a pillar of red light.
"Omega Shenron! ou've been exposed to causing crimes against the Living World. As the consequence of your action, your soul shall be removed from your body and your body destroyed for the rest of eternity." came the demand of King Yemma.
"Fools." The demonic voice which echoed with mystic power. "You have no idea what power you deal with. Even within the weakened state of this dead body, I can easily wipe you all from existance. But now is my queue to be on my way. Goodbye!" The dragon's body dissipated into black lightning, which then traced through the red pillar of light. Then all traces of Omega's presence vanished.
Back in the Living World, Soraxus's body was undergoing an unbelievable metamorphosis. His skin had gone perfectly white, in contrast to the black spike that now protruded from his back. The whites of his eyes darkened, and his saiyan tail twitched as it shaded into darkness and the point shaped into a bladed spade.
Piccolo could do no more than to stand where he was, in his battered state, and finally grasp his suspicions. He HAD felt that sinister aura before. It perfectly manifested itself from inside the core of Soraxus's very being. The dark terror had returned. Omega Shenron was back.
End Credit Music: Linkin Park: Figure.09
And that doth be chapter 9. Stick around for the next chapter!
I disclaim ownership of the character, Ragar. He belongs to Shiny Shiza, and I am merely fulfilling a request to have him as part of my plot.
However, Leon, Nebarid, and Zuyoi all come from my sole imagination.
This next note may come as a surprise: Soraxus was not made by me. This character actually belongs to an old friend of mine. But we have always collaborated stories, and he actually wouldn't mind.