Fandom Dragonball: Ascension

[GojiBean]

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

Scanning...

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

Scan complete. Average Power Level established.

"Put it on the main monitor," came a thunderous male voice echoing through the metal room.

Affirmative... Beep... Average Power Level, 5.

"Maximum?"

Affirmative... Beep... Maximum Power Level, 5,598.

"Hrm." The male voice grumbled.

"That's pretty high, Captain." Came another, far less imposing voice.

"To you, maybe." The Captain replied. "But it's nothing we can't handle. Even at our worst."

The Captain turned around to face his crew.

"Listen up! We continue observations for the time being! But I want all Landing Teams in your pods and ready to drop within the next ten minutes!" He bellowed.

"Sir! Yes, sir!" Everyone shouted back with a salute.

Among those present was a young female Saiyan with long flowing hair and two distinct bangs hanging down over the front/left side of her face. Her red/pink armor top and light green, skin-tight pants were unique among her comrades who wore far more traditional body armor around her. But like the rest her tail flicked out behind her with a tiny twitch in its tip showing a subtle hint of excitement.

"Ready for this Angel?" Asked another male Saiyan who gave her an elbow nudge to the shoulder.

She glanced up at her male counterpart with a smirk.

"I was born ready, Lieutenant!" She replied confidently with a fist clench for emphasis.

"Hahaha! Very well. Then let's all get to our pods."

"Roger!"

The young female dashed through the halls dodging her comrades and the crew in her path with graceful elegance before turning a corner and through a doorway into the Pod Bay. Her pod was already open and ready for her. And she leaped into the air, turned mid-flight, and landed butt-first into the seat causing the pod to rock slightly as the door closed bathing her in a red light as the red glass of her pod door came up.

On her face was a device known as a Scouter. A device for quantifying the energy stored within the bodies of other beings in a way which her kind understood to be the battle power and fighting potential of the individual in question. But it also served as a communicator. And the communication line opened up with a bit of static before she gave it a gentle knock with her knuckles to shake it into clarity.

"Hey, Cheyanne. You on your way?" Asked a male voice.

"I'm already in my pod, Letta. You're too slow."

"Wait, seriously? C'mon!" He groaned over the comms.

Cheyanne laughed. "You gotta be a lot faster and more attentive if you want to beat me to the pods, Letta."

"Oh, don't you worry. My Power Level's twice what yours is. It's just a matter of time."

"Hmph. We'll see about that." She teasingly replied.

"Pipe down you two." Came her Lieutenant's voice over comms. "Let's focus up and get ready for drop. These Earthlings are weak. But they've been more successful exploring space and leaving a footprint behind than we expected given that weakness. So there's got to be something more to them than meets the eye. Got me?"

"Roger, Lieutenant."

Suddenly, a knock came at her pod door. She tilted her head and looked outside to see a young male Saiyan smiling and waving at her while also speaking, slightly muffled, through the glass.

"Hey, Cheyanne!" He called. "When you get back, you wanna train with me?" He asked.

"Sorry Brust. I'm gonna be trainin' solo today."

"Ah, dang." He said with a dejected smile. "Well, maybe next time?"

"We'll see."

"All right. Come back safe!" He said while walking away.

She waved back and sighed quietly befor her comms cracked to life again.

"Hey team. We just received word that the drop has been temporarily postponed. But we're to remain in our pods in case of emergencies. Got it?"

It was the Lieutenant.

"Roger." She replied.

She clicked a tiny button on her Scouter to close the comm and mute her microphone, and leaned back in her chair with arms crossed.

"Dammit."

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"What's happening?" Cried an older male voice.

"We don't know, sir!" Replied a female voice.

"Get me the President!" Called another.

"We can't get through, sir!" Replied another.

It was a total cluster. A cacophony of shouts and replies asking about what in god's name was going on. Everyone was running this way and that trying to figure out who knew the most about the ship which had come into view just past Mars's orbit. But nobody had answers.

"Sir! There's already social media posts about it!"

"WHAT?!"

"Some amateur astronomer visiting one of the mountain observatories saw it and took a picture throuhg the lens. It's a bit warped. But it's clear enough that it's a craft. Look!"

He showed the man his phone, and sure enough there was a somewhat distorted and fish-eye image floating around the net and social media platforms of the craft.

"Son of a bitch!"

The secret hadn't even been a secret for an hour, but it was already out.

 

[grudge]

A small clearing sat in the heart of a forest, encased by dense trees and greenery. The rays from the sun shone past the branches of trees, providing a speckled pattern of light and shadow that decorated the grass and flowers that graced the earth. A lone butterfly perched on the disk of a flower, its blue and black wings contrasting the yellow petals. Abruptly, a hoof came crashing down next to it, making it flap its wings and fly off. Numerous other hooves followed the initial one as a family of deer emerged into the area, gazing around nervously as they slowly chose positions to make themselves comfortable. One rested down and let the sun graze its pelt as its kids padded about besides it, nuzzling into their mother gently. Others bent their big necks down to indulge in the vegetation. Suddenly, one of the deer's ears flew up, scoping around towards a source of noise as their head slowly raised, its mouth full of grass as it nibbled.

Deeper in the forest, a vast silhouette broke through the trees, crushing them with its weight and sending them crashing to the earth with an explosion of dust and the screaming of the birds, screaming away from the disaster. Its three-toed feet left cracks in the dirt, smashing ancient, thick roots like twigs. The beast soon closed into the area as the remainder of the herd turned their attention towards the unsettling sounds. Then, bursting out from the last line of woods, the jaws of a black and red striped dinosaur rushed into the clearing, tearing the trees surrounding its enormous shape in half as it let out a loud roar. The herd instantly turned heel and dashed away, the clattering of their hooves entirely wiped out by the loud cry of the dino as it rang throughout the whole forest. Only one deer still sat in the clearing, tripping over its own legs as it tried to pace backward from the giant reptile. The monster's slitted yellow eyes peered down, spotting the deer as its pupils dilated. Then, eventually, it lunged forward, its jaws gaping wide, nature set to take its course. Just then, a shadow loomed in the sky, the brightness from the sun blocking its profile from being seen clearly, but it was unmistakably human, disregarding the long tail that waved in the air behind it. The shadow came tumbling down, raising up its leg as it plummeted over the gigantic dinosaur. Their size was significantly less than the lizard, and by natural logic, such a maneuver would cause nothing except injury to the user. But, as the limb impacted the dinosaur's skull, the impact smashed its massive jaws shut. Sending the head to the ground with enough power to make a crater, its eyes rolled back into its head, showing the whites behind.


The deer stood there in shock. It had only be saved a second away from a terrible death. However, the guy who landed on the ground between it and the dinosaur prompted it to tighten up once more. Looming over the dead was a woman, her black hair soiled with twigs, leaves, and mud. The only thing she wore was a worn brown blouse and torn black leggings, all barely covering the web of bandages that covered her entire body, except her feet. She was slouched over in a hideous attitude, her fingers clutched like claws as she stood up on the front ends of her feet. Her tail swayed from left to right before abruptly freezing. Slowly rotating her head around to peer at the animal, her cold lime green eyes betrayed nothing but pure murderous intent as she focused on it. Then, survival instincts returning to the herbivore, it swiftly turned around and leaped out into the dark forest as fast as its legs could take it.

The wild lady let out a huff, turning back around to the kill, which sat opposite her, softening her stance as she walked over to crouch near the dinosaur's neck. She reeled a hand back as the veins stiffened up her fingers to give them a vascular look as her nails elongated like claws. She brought her palm forward, and with one stroke, her nails rended the dinosaur's strong scales like a knife. Blood began to leak through the wound as the hideous woman slipped her hand into the opening. Disgustingly cruel sounds rang over the clearing as the lady started to feast on the corpse, a lonely silence interrupted by the noises of gnawing and shredding flesh. The screech of an enormous bird took the woman's attention away from her food, peering up at the sky. The sunshine provided a gloss to the crimson liquid that graced her lips as she raised her bloodstained arm to wipe it against her lips, creating a massive red smear on the side of her face. She expressionlessly stared up at a small group of birds that had begun to circle over her and the dinosaur. "...Prey stealers," She murmured blankly before glancing back down, returning to her feast.

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The sun had begun to set, almost no light remaining in the field as the shadows of the trees were now scattered across the ground. Where the dinosaur's carcass formally sat was now nothing but a pile of bones. Some meat still hung to the corpse and its cartilage, but with the swarm of enormous birds who had congregated around the body, fighting for each and every bite, that wasn't sure to remain the case for long. Mayze sat a little distance away, resting against a tree, a hand on her tummy as she let out a burp, a small puff of steam coming out with it. Her head slowly rotated to look at the avians who had circled her kill. Looking at them peck each other and screech over the tiny fragments of the meat reminded her of the past. Having to fight with those scavengers to grab even the least amount of a meal off a rotting body was very vivid in her thoughts, and if she thought about it long enough, she could probably attribute a few of the scars under her bandages to their talons. But glancing at them now, she felt nothing.
Why should she? They weren't worth the effort to hunt, from the flesh they had to the flying, she would know as she had done it before. And now, they weren't a threat to her either. They weren't prey, nor were they a predator to her. So there was nothing to gain from recognizing them. This trouble didn't simply stop with those birds either; it had seemed to spread into her whole life. The failure and accomplishments of her younger life were gone. There was no fear of being attacked by a larger predator, nor was there any satisfaction in hunting for food. She didn't even have to bother about safeguarding it. As she stared up at the sky, seeing the stars that had begun to grow visible as the sun began to draw into the horizon, a reoccurring awareness had hit her.

She had dominated her home, gaining the title of an apex predator.


That's good, right? After all, any animal aspires to live a life where it can thrive without a single threat to its safety. Mayze could contentedly spend the rest of her days eating and sleeping, never having to worry about a thing. But as she had continued to live this life, a new emotion had set in, one she had never felt before.

A loathing of stagnation, it was ennui. But, of course, the feral woman had no concept of what being 'bored' actually was. So she was left with no clue what to do to clear the discomfort. As she closed her eyes, she could only pray that she'd discover a resolution to her troubles soon.

Being at the top of the food chain isn't what she anticipated it'd be like.

 

[K.O.D]

The Hammer
Nolan couldn’t help but let out a guffaw of laughter “ I can’t believe this crap, all that money spent to monitor the internet seems like a waste now doesn’t it. “ he said to no one in particular, earning a nervous glance from the agent standing outside the elevator doors he had just stepped into. “ Don’t answer that kid. ” he said as the doors began to close. The agent responded with a yes sir as the elevators doors closed and Nolan was taken deep into the underground complex.
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As the elevator doors opened Nolan was greeted with a scene of complete chaos, men and woman ran to and fro like chickens with their heads cut off, lab coats and spy suits alike. He rolled his eyes but immediately felt like a jerk for doing so, honestly this response was still admirable. Despite having no idea what was going on everyone here was trying to find out, and he was no better. “ Somebody get me a sit-rep” he said in a loud voice earning a relieved looking agent who was looking for something to do. The agent was quick to his side as he walked down the stairs towards the monitor floor, explaining that basically communications were down ,aliens were practically here, and the footage was all over the internet, In short a total Crapshoot. Nolan let out a sigh as he realized that he wouldn’t be much help in the labs this time around...or would he? “ Get me two camera drones with mic capabilities, like yesterday.” Nolan said stopping at the last step before turning around and starting back up them again. “ when communications are back up line let the Capitol know I’m going in to attempt first contact. ”
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[The Crimson King]

Pho
Far away from the chaos of the urban world, the immaculate monastery of the Jet Wyrm School of Martial Arts is comparatively within a state of serene quiet
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The young man finishes preparing his gi, beaming as he faces the classroom’s wall-mounted mirror, turning to his father, the smile quickly leaving his face as he saw his personal mentor seemed restless, a sour expression of ruminating thought fresh upon his stubbly face,
“(Father?)”
The boy’s only parent, Ryudo, tilts his head upwards, offering a weak smile to his protege. He quickly apologizes, rising from his position on the ground to face his student, assuming fighting stance. The two practice some simple combat drills, a warm-up. Between turns of catching feints, the boy, Pho, can’t help but speak up about his father’s illusive mood,
“It’s about what the recruiters were whispering about, isn’t it?”
They continue, the teacher assuming a subtle scowl at his student’s abrasive comment. Their feet shift as they move onto another set of drills, this time striking from different directions sequentially.
“Please, tell me what it is!”
The grizzled practitioner catches his student open, and quickly brings him to the ground with a rough grapple. He bares his teeth, lecturing the boy about the importance of staying focused in a battle, and if it was a matter of his own, he would have told him. Pho takes the reprimand as expected, and bows respectfully to his superior.
“My sincere apologies, (father); may we please continue?”
The master’s expression shifts away from frustration, into a warmer shape of appreciation. How innocent his only son was. He wishes to avoid bringing the boy into the inevitable conflict to defend the monastery from the supposedly already present alien threat for as long as he could. He knew for certain Pho wasn’t prepared to use his skills in a matter of life and death. He needs to be protected until he is strong enough to protect others. And so they continue, the young man unaware of the looming alien threat the recruiters whom regularly visit the outside world had so adamantly warned about, for his own good.​

 

[GojiBean]

The alien craft idled lazily in the orbit of Mars as the Captain, watching the little blue orb of a world in the distance from the bridge, crossed his arms and listened to the radio wave chatter they were picking up from the planet's surface.

"Such a strange species. These Earthlings." He muttered.

Turning to a Saiyan at a computer monitor nearby, he snapped his fingers.

"Hey! Any progress on the translation?"

"Yes, sir. Translation is underway and progressing rapidly. We've managed to obt-"

"Fine, fine. Just let me know when it's done." He barked.

"Yessir!"

With the translation device ticking away and helping decipher the odd language these Earth creatures used to communicate, the Captain turned his head the opposite direction to another Saiyan at a computer station.

"Any attempt at communications from them?" He asked.

"No, sir. Only the ambient chatter."

He returned his attention to the blue planet in the view window.

"Strange. They know we're here. But they're not trying to reach us... That's usually a sign of an impending attack... Any targeting systems detected?"

"We've been pinged by several targeting devices. But so far none have given off any signals akin to weapons fire. They're-"

"That means they're just trying to get a good look at the ship. I know." He replied flatly.

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In her pod, Cheyanne idly ran her finger along the very tip of her tail which put a tiny blush in her cheeks.

"Kinda funny how this sends a tingle up my spine." She muttered before heaving a sigh.

"I'm so boooooored!" She groaned.

 

[Top11]

Aikon stood gazing out of large observatory window of polaros ship as the two trailed a Saiyan vessel that made its way to their radar. He had been away from sand for months r a haven’t seen another Saiyan in months, was uneasy but eager to approach the convoy. He had so many days wondering how his families were and if he’s lucky he may be able to send word back to them, he gets really good training and sparring out of constantly being around polaro and helping keep his Quadrant in order, but he misses the social community life back on sadala.

It was an awkward situation when he suggested following the vessel his spoken reason bring “ it may be another opportunity to get some work in, or recruit more muscle or at least grunts” noticing the vessel had stopped moving, he began getting ready for departure.

After prepping the drop ship he made sure it was fueled and all landing gear was in order he headed to his sleeping quarters and slipped on his all black battle gear polaro designed for him a bit different from the Saiyan gear he had been wearing on Sadala. Keeping the famed blade” Titan slayer” of his fathers elite kin. Now that it’s showtime he began growing impatient with waiting on polaro to sound for dropping, so he started marching up to the piloting room. Why aren’t we docking yet, polaro! Any other time we drop in almost as soon as we arrive but yet we’ve been waiting hours and you look as if you have no intentions on even getting out of that chair you lazy lizard! ” he called in annoyance to his partners laxness. Aikon wasn’t even angry with polaro but was more eager to see what brought the sayains to this small blue planet.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri sat in the alien ship silently, attempting to observe these.... "Earthlings" as his companions had called them. He sighed as he heard how low their power levels were, he just wanted to fight something that wasn't a member of his own fucking race for once. Once this is all over, maybe he could find a Namekian with a high power level, or maybe even a weaker frost demon. That could be fun... eh, whatever. "So." He finally said, whilst the commander wasn't doing much "Are we gonna go conquer their planet, or are they just gonna live?" His tail twitched when he talked about conquering it, it always excited him, maybe groups of them could pose a threat

 

[K.O.D]

The Hammer

Nolan was airborne before any reply could make it to him. The rockets in his feet propelling him towards the upper atmosphere where he could settle into a low orbit. This would allow him to see the ship more clearly and possibly intercept any attacks...if he was even capable of it. He wondered if these aliens were in anyway tied to the one whose ship he had been studying, hopefully not, he doubted they would be very happy about their comrades death if that were the case. Yet the alternative was equally terrifying, because it meant there were more aliens that were vastly more advanced than humanity was, and each additional one increased the odds of one being hostile.

Sure enough the eye drones closed in behind him and began recording. If nothing else he figured catching footage of the aliens shooting him down could give earth some much needed details, otherwise he could possibly catch some kind of data that would make translation easier. In all honesty he didn’t know what he should be doing but waiting here in the quite edge of space was at least more peaceful than in the lab with the panicked science team. He silently gave thanks to the alien who gave its life to bring mankind the technology that Nolan was currently using, it probably hadn’t even intended on it, but it’s death would not be in vain he hoped.
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Kazoo

The Namekian sat patiently in his cell watching the earthlings nervous movements and their constant crowding around their phones. At first he paid it no mind, choosing to focus instead on his game of solitaire, a new obsession of his ever since he was taught how to play by the guard who called himself John Riley...Kazoo found it exceedingly strange that humans would use two names, yet he was rather fond of John. Looking up he spotted the very same human he had been thinking about and like the others he was looking into his phone. It was a few years ago that Kazoo learned what those devices were and he found them fascinating, unfortunately they were not to keen on him attempting to build one so he has to be satisfied with occasionally using John’s device to play the wonderful game Called Candy Crush.

It was rare to see John so hard focused on his screen, enough so that Kazoo decided it was time for him to look as well. “What is it John? Why is everyone acting so weird?” He said in a rather gravely voice. John looked both ways to make sure no one was watching him before putting his phones screen against the hard plastic door to Kazoo’s cell. “Please tell me you recognize these guys.” John said in a pleading voice, however Kazoo’s response told him all he needed to know. The namekian was very clearly Shaken up, meaning he did indeed recognize the vessel. But it wasn’t good, or so it seemed.

The namekian was quite for around a minute as he thought about his options, he had to find a way off the planet, but where was his ship? Maybe he could lay low and wait for the inevitable pods to land, make off with one of them and find a planet that has another ship he could trade off. He didn’t even acknowledge John’s questions because he was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t even heard him. He cut the babbling string of questions off by simply saying “Back up John...” as his eyes began to glow.

The man seemed confused at first but as the beams slammed into the hard plastic doorway and began melting through it he quickly did as Kazoo asked and moved to the other side of the doorframe screaming “Code Red, Code Red.” Into the radio. Shortly afterwards the thick plexiglass frame fell forward and John gave a bewildered look to his green friend. Who had begun gathering a yellowish light in his palm before hurling it into the ceiling and letting a half smile spread as it bored through the rock and concrete all the way to the surface before trailing off slightly and detonating a few meters above the surface. “Try to find a way off world if you can John...though if we’re being honest...your probably gonna die regardless.” And with those last harsh words the namekian took to the sky just as the hallway filled with the thudding of boots as more guards came in a vain effort to stop their alien prisoner from escaping.​

 

[GojiBean]

"Captain. We've got incoming."

"Hostile?"

"Unknown."

"Put it on screen."

An image of Nolan popped up on the monitor, enhanced by two or three zoom-ins.

"Huh. So they can breathe in space?"

"No, sir. Scans indicate the presence of metallic alloys."

"Ah. So he's some kind of Android?"

"It would seem so, sir. Power level is approximately 3,000."

"Not bad. A far leap above most other of the Earthlings living down there. What about that power exceeding 5,000?"

"We've located it in a forest somewhere around here."

A red circle appeared on a specific point on the planet's surface.

"Source?"

"Checking."

The monitors zoomed in several times over before revealing a hazy image of Mayze.

"Is that..."

"It's definitely a Saiyan." The Captain said, completing the unspoken sentence.

"When did this happen? This planet wasn't on any of our records for conquest or anything."

"Doesn't matter. What's the Android doing?" The Captain demanded.

"He's just floating there, sir."

"Translation progress?"

"96% complete, sir. 2 more minutes and we'll be able to send an update to all Scouters with them."

"96% is good enough for now. Send an envoy."

"Who, sir?"

"Cheyanne."

"Yessir. Sending the translations to her Scouter along with instructions to intercept the Android."

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Cheyanne's Scouter beeped.

"Hm?"

Tapping a button on the side, her Scouter read off the instructions to intercept the Android using her pod and the new translation for the Earthling's language which was 96% complete. A loading bar appeared on the Scouter and slowly filled to capacity before showing her the update was complete.

"Finally. Something to do."

Cheyanne tapped the comms button.

"Hey Lieutenant"

"What is it?"

"I've got orders from the Captain to intercept and attempt communications with some kind of Android. Can you clear me for launch?"

"Sure. One sec................ You're clear. Good luck. And try not to start a war."

"Have I ever?"

"Twice."

A bead of sweat appeared on her forehead as she giggled nervously before smashing the button to launch her pod which shot out into space. It came to a stop a few hundred meters from the ship's launch bay underneath, turned towards the Android, and rocketed in his direction with a silver-white aura around it. As it approached the aura slowly faded and the pod slowed to a crawl before coming to a complete stop.

And through the pod window, Cheyanne was clearly visible in her seat with her eyes brimming with excitement as she looked down and suddenly looked confused.

"Uh... Shit."

She tapped the comms link.

"How can I talk to it again?"

"Ugh. Activate the external microphone in your pod. It's in your Comms settings... Pretty sure I've taught you this before." The Lieutenant said.

"You know I never remember any of that techie stuff, boss."

Searching her settings, she finally found the external mic and turned it on.

"Ahem. Greetings Earthling Android thing. I'm Cheyanne. Our race is known as the Saiyans. The most powerful race in the universe! What are you called?"

In her Scouter, a private comm link opened up.

"Who the fuck taught you how to be an envoy?" The Lieutenant barked in her ear.

Cheyanne again giggled nervously before turning the external mic off and whispering "Did I do it wrong?"

To Nolan, the language she was speaking was completely foreign as the Earthlings had no way of patching into any Saiyan communication waves to listen to and sample how they spoke or any of the words they used. Any attempts at translations would begin now since they finally had something audible to go off of.

However, for Nolan's benefit, the window on Cheyanne's pod was able to translate and display what she had said for him and did so by cycling through one language at a time until it stopped on English.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri started heading toward the pods, an excited gin on his face, finally, a planet was going to get conquered! or so he thought. He stretched out his legs and shoulders before getting into the pod. "Hey Cheyenne!" He exclaimed "What do you think is gonna happen?" He started to get more and more excited as he imagined fighting a strong opponent, who supposedly had a power level of over 5000... even though the rest of the planet was absolutely fucking useless

 

[D. Rex]

What a day. What a day! This was perhaps the most exciting thing that had happened in a century. An alien invasion. Very powerful ones too. He could feel them, even from here. If they meant malice, then Earth would be in trouble. Well, it would if he wasn't around. Though it did worry him that those markings on the pictures looked strikingly saiyan. Those folk weren't known for being pleasant guests.

The fox man sat in front of his little blue television. Its rabbit ear antennas bent and crooked and bringing the staticy images of the news to the small fifteen inch screen. Everybody was freaking out. Poor dears, the earthlings didn't need this sort of stress. They weren't ready for this sort of contact with aliens yet. Oh well.

Still. It was exciting. And a great opportunity to boot! Surely Earths up amd coming heroes would come out of the woodwork to try and defend the planet. They might not all be up to the task, but seeing who had courage was the first step of separating the wheat from the chaff.

With a happy hum, Dashi hurried to his closet and began pulling out various clothes, wigs, hats, and other things. Throwing them over his shoulder until he found what he was looking for.

His favorite disguise! Because it was how he met with one of his favorite earthlings. That little saiyan girl on the island. If he remembered anything about saiyans, he would bet that her blood was boiling right now. If she could sense them... probably not, it wasn't the most innate skill to learn. Amd he never really had the chance to see all that she did know about ki. But very little from what he witnessed. But she might absolutely love to know what is going on! Especially if these visitors were saiyans.

Donning his disguise quickly, he grabbed his little rowboat off his porch and looked up to the giant mushroom caps that covered the land here. The giant mushroom forest, that looked to be in nigj perpetual autumn. He really hoped today was the day that he would be able to find and convince her to come. Her, and maybe others.

He had been out of the galactic affairs all his life. Now it seemed the galaxy was ready to extend its reach to Earth. Bringing its wonders, and its dangers. The people here had little chance to get ready and fast, for Earth was apparently now visible on the galactic map.

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Dashi might have cheated a little in getting here so quickly, but he couldn't afford to take too much time. Normally he made his way here from a nearby island to give Mayze ample opportunity to see him.

This time, he had plopped himself right down on the shore, placing his boat in the water to make it look like he did just row in.

"Mayze!" The beast man shouted. "Oh MAY-AY-AY-ZE!" He called again.

The fisherman. The fox looked rather silly standing there in a long yellow rain coat and white captains hat. He even had on a brown fake beard to complete the ensemble. He had his long pipe between his teeth, as he always did in whatever disguise he took, his pipe and his staff. He always had the pipe. It was special! A gift from the legendary Goemon himself. Oh those were fun days. Back when adventure was around every corner and everyone had something special to teach.

Using his staff as a walking stick, he marched his way up the hill towards the center of the island.

"Mayze! Come now, girl! I got exciting news!"

Normally Dashi wasn't so forward in finding Mayze. He generally tried to let her come to him. He came here every week to couple weeks to check on the poor girl, keep her from falling fully back into being a rabid animal. She only knew him as a simple and friendly angler. Though this time he came baring something she might enjoy more than lunch.

 

[grudge]

Interactions/Mentions: D. Rex (Dashi)​

The sun shone brightly in the sky as its beams traced the ground through the branches of trees, the soft gusts of wind causing the grass and leaves to flow gently in their waves. In one of the taller trees of the forest, a lone woman rested one of the thick branches of the tree. Her tail casually waved as she leaned against the sturdy trunk of the tree, her hands resting in her lap as she mindlessly glanced at her surroundings. Trees and water were all she could see, a sight that epitomized her seclusion, in a sense. It had been years since she had interacted adequately with another sentient person. Yet, it didn't bother her; at least she didn't think it did.

Taking a smell of the air, there was a faint aroma caught in her nose, a familiar one possessed by the one exception to her solitude. She sniffed again, forcing herself up to stand up in her bestial slouched-over pose, allowing her nose to guide her to the source of the smell. She had become fairly accustomed to it, as it was an odor that was considerably different from everything else on the island; she didn't quite know why. She concentrated her sights on the shore, kneeling down to have his sharp nails grip the bark of the tree, splitting it as a sound echoed to reach her ears. Someone was yelling her name fairly loudly as they drew closer towards the heart of the island. If there was any question as to who it was before, it was all but dismantled, as there was only one person who knew her name. Flexing her muscles, she lowered her posture before sending her force into flying from the tree, soaring down towards the source of the voice.


As she flew through the air, she shuffled around her body weight, utilizing her tail and spreading his mass to reduce the speed of her fall while she moved closer to the clusters of trees that adorned the ground. She stiffened her fingers as she raised her hand like a claw, twisting her body once more to alter her direction to a nearby tree that was taller than the others. Once close enough, she dug her nails into the tree, shoving her foot onto the gristled bark, using the friction of both that and her claws to dramatically lower her fall speed as she slid down the tree, pulling off pieces of the bark and disturbing the bugs that rested under it as it flew off down below. Finally slowing herself down enough, she focused her sights on a nearby tree, sharply rotating her body to place her other hand and foot upon the trunk. She flexed her muscles once more, pushing herself away from the larger tree with a flip as she landed on the branch of another tree, gripping onto it with her hands and swinging around like a monkey as the remainder of the energy from the fall she built up evaporated.


With her speed decreased to controllable levels, she dangled from the tree with one arm, viewing her target a short distance away, Dashi. However, Mayze knew nothing of the guardian's genuine identity. Whenever he visited her, he constantly donned an apparel that badly covered his foxlike features, but the concept of disguises was entirely foreign to the Saiyan, so she never thought anything of it. Looking at the man from this distance, her instincts told her to softly descend to the ground and sneak up on him, but as she took another sniff with her nose, that thought was soon discarded. Something about his stench made Mayze defensive, a small part of her warning to be on her guard around the fisherman. She questioned why internally, she should have no reason to be defensive over someone who hunts using simple tools, someone who most likely lived a considerably more time tranquil existence than her. But, her primal senses informed her that the fisherman, above all else, was someone she shouldn't try to hunt, yet it was not because of dread of being hunted herself.


Disregarding her internal struggle, the Saiyan hopped down onto the dirt, leaves crunching against her feet as she got on all fours, approaching Dashi carefully. Deeming herself close enough, yet at a safe distance, she finally spoke to the bearded fox, her head peeking from behind a tree as she peered up at him with her piercing eyes. "Food giver...looking....why?" She questioned, hesitating as she sought to find the words to explain her point. She took another breath of the air, glancing around before directing her gaze back to Dashi, "No smell of food...Why?" She questioned him again, wondering just what he could want from her, considering as there was no meal this time.

 

[D. Rex]

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As she peeked her head around the tree and spoke, the fisherman jumped in seeming surprise.

"Oh goodness!" Dashi exclaimed. "There you are girl! Come now, don't tell me that all you think of me as is the food man."

He sucked on his pipe and put his hands on his hips,"I bring something better than food though." He said.

The fox pointed a slender furry finger up to the sky. "Predators.... from the stars. They are strong. And they may be meaning to hurt people. I know you are strong Mayze. One of the strongest on Earth. And we need you."

From the sky, he then moved his finger to point at her tail. "But there is more. These invaders may be like you. With tails like yours." He revealed. He wasn't entirely sure, to be honest. But he didn't want her to be surprised by it either.

Dashi has hoped that her time in Earth had imparted on to her some loyalty to it. A sense to protect one's home at the very least. Failing that, well, he hoped that maybe she could find the peace she has been looking for among her own kind. Or both.


"I can show you where they are. It's been on the news all day. Nobody knows what to do. But a lot of people are scared."

 

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Mayze stared upon Dashi's pretend surprise with a brief stiffen up of her legs, as her internal instincts begged her to pounce on her prey during their moment of shock, but luckily she had a brain that reminded her that the fisherman wasn't food. He routinely served meals for Mayze using the fish he had caught, her sole exposure with 'cooked' dishes, as he described it. Her brain thought back to how the flesh of the fish crumbled in her mouth, coupled with the crispy skin falling apart between her teeth. It was a different degree of appreciating the prey she had never felt before. Thinking about it brought up memories of when the two initially met. She was a lot younger, simply looking for an easy dinner by taking some fish from the man, only to get caught. But instead of penalizing her, he instead offered her one he had cooked up. The smell of it was what lured her to the shore back then. Over time, she had begun taking glances past the coast every time she walked by, even if her senses told her he was not near, some part subconsciously expecting to see a boat in the distance. Dashi was more than just someone who gave meals to her, even if Mayze didn't quite recognize it yet.

She sat silent as Dashi proceeded to explain his motives for coming to the island this time, something involving a much bigger fish than the ones from the ocean. As he pointed his finger to the sky, Mayze's gaze followed it as her head turned upward to look at the sky, blinking as Dashi began to explain. Predators from the sky, strong ones who could want to hurt others. He was asking for her support in dealing with the threat. Upon hearing this, Mayze's gaze dipped back down to stare at Dashi, her stance sinking. Had he traveled all this way to ask for her to battle this unknown threat? Why would she put herself in harm's way for people who didn't have the strength to protect themselves? She had nothing to gain, and if they were strong, she could wind up suffering an injury that could cause difficulties later. Were they even worth hunting? Could she eat them? She thought all these things, but the truth of the issue is that she had no reason to put herself at risk. Food was plentiful on her island, and if these predators were formidable, she doubted that hunting one would be worth the meal they could offer for her.

Mayze turned her head, preparing to leave the fisherman when he uttered something that caused her to stop in place entirely. The aliens could be like her, tail and all. She carefully turned over to gaze back at Dashi. Even though her survival instincts informed her that engaging with unknown predators was perilous, the prospect of meeting others like her overwrote whatever caution she previously had. Strong beings like her who came from space, deep inside her something commanded she ignore her instincts and go. One thought permeated her head, "I want to meet them."

Her hand grasped onto the side of the tree as she stood up on two feet, holding the tree with excitement as the force caused veins of separation to fracture through to the other side of the tree, as the sound of splitting wood rang through the forest. "I want to hunt them," she added, looking directly at Dashi, a predatory sparkle in her eyes revealing her enthusiasm behind her usual blank expression. She let go of the tree, stepping over to approach Dashi as it collapsed to the side with a loud crash, driving birds to fly away into the sky from the sound. She stood directly in front of him, looked up and giving her final choice plainly.

"Show me."

 

[GojiBean]

"Sir! We have activity on the surface!"

"On the monitors, now!"

"Sir!"

A still image of an explosion on the surface appeared on screen complete with a lot of smoke and destruction.

"Source?"

"A Ki blast, sir. Our Ki sensors went off as soon as it happened."

"... Source?!" He demanded again.

"Checking......... Looks like a Namekian, sir."

"Huh. What's a Namekian doing on a world like this?"

"Unknown, sir."

"Hmph. Keep an eye on it. If it makes any moves against us, we'll deal with it as we do any threat."

"Yessir!"

The ship continued to float idle in Mars' orbit with the rest of the Saiyan army on standby in their pods. Not the most exciting prospect for many to be on standby against a species so weak with only a handful of power levels worth a damn. But protocol was protocol. And the Captain was known for following it to a 'T' even if he himself didn't care for it deep down.

Meanwhile, Cheyanne noticed a communication from Yuri back on the ship and made sure her external mic was off before replying.

"No idea. Given the power levels on the planet I doubt there's much to get excited about. But hey. You never know."

 

[Top11]

Polaro scoffed at the saiyans remark “would you rather me return to our quadrant you impatient primate” he said sharply as the Saiyan stones away. “I’m scanning their planet for any dangerous Ki readings, unlike you I don’t like surprises “ he said relaxing in his floating chair legs crossed as he seen a humanoid projectile entering the atmosphere before seeing a pod depart from the ship meeting the humanoid in space.

“Looks like Aikon is going to miss first contact how unfortunate.”he said letting out a laugh. Hearing a ding sound he returned to the scanner symbolizing the scan was complete. “ Let’s see what you have to offer me. Hmmm multiple saiyan readings, obviously from the vessel, but there’s a stray reading coming from Earth maybe a spy they sent long before they’re arrival, a Namekian aswell this ought to be interesting. He said snatching the paper from the machine reader before standing to his feet.

Looking over to Aikon his gaze filled with angst he could see that the Saiyans gaze was abnormal his usual enraged Stare was now filled with a calm burning interest, specifically in that blue planet, in most cases he would be off training until it was time for departure but here he is with everything prepped and ready for departure. Polaro may be the Captain of this ship but he allowed Aikon to make the call to follow this Saiyan vessel, then allowed him to make the call if we should actually make contact with this planet. “ I guess there’s no reason for me to keep you waiting any longer, you may take lead on this one but don’t get beside yourself again and insult me!” He said brushing past him on the way to the Drop ship.

It had been a while since the both of them had a chance stretch their legs in combat Aikon had grown so much that it intrigued polaro, deep down he was anxious to see the Saiyans growth, “Come, there’s already reports of other life forms on earth that don’t belong there .” He said heading to the drop ship.



“I don’t care what lies on that planet Polaro, what I care about we can’t see from all the way up here!” He said without breaking his focused gaze on the planet. Aikon know polaro was far stronger than him but he never really cared they respected each other enough to work with one another but when emotions run high thing may get a little hairy.

Hearing the comment of a stray saiyan (Mayze) he balled up a fist “ lock in on her position and set the drop ship to land in her proximity. I want to see who this spy is!” Turning towards polaro as he brushes past and for the Namekian I have not the nearest clue as to why he’s on this planet. “ There must be something valuable here so be ready, I wonder what it could be...”

Following polaro he changed into his conquest gear knowing there will likely be a battle, setting the ship drop and stop just outside the Earths atmosphere. Departing from the main ship the floated for a second before the ships rockets kicked on hurling them towards the blue planet. Cutting off a little ways out the floated with momentum until they were in perfect position to fly down as close to undetected as possible.

We’ll have to fly down from here he says extinguisher the pod and blasting into the planets atmosphere just above the island, looking back polaro just behind him “ They’re down there. I’ll do the talking just get my back.” He said zipping down towards the west coast of the island.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri shook with excitement in his pod. He wore his father's battle armor, being Blood red outlines, and Lime Green general color. He stretches, and tries to sit still. He knows he's all his father strove for and more... but even with as excited as he was, he had this nagging sense of failure, his father had bashed it into his skull hat he was useless, that he'd never do anything right. And that stuck to him like a leech on a human. It was always there, even if in the deepest corners of his psyche.
He noticed the reply from Cheyenne "Well, you never know, we've been caught by surprise before. But I doubt we'll have a challenge if we at least team up on any surprises"

 

[D. Rex]

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The fisherman jump and took a few steps back as the tree came crashing down. He wasn't scared of Mayze, just didn't want to get crushed in case she manhandled another tree.


"I figured you would!" He said excitedly as smoked came from his pipe in happy puffs. "And maybe I can help!" He said enthusiastically, throwing a few pathetic jabs in the air. "I was a bit of a scrapper back in my day, you know. Nothing like you, of course. But I wrestled a shark once. But ill be happy to take you there, dear. Just be careful. Hunting them won't be like hunting animals. They could be very skilled fighters."


He kept to himself the encroaching feeling of a large power level their way. Several. But one closer than the rest. Thabkfully Dashi did not need to reveal his senses, for there was a sound of thunder high in the air and fiery explosion from up high.


Taking his queue, Dashi let his mouth fall agape and pointed to the sky with a look of faux worry on his face, "Oh no! I think they have found us f-f-first!"

He looked around. Trying to cast his senses outward. Hoping that Earth wasn't being lax in its defenses. Hoping that others were coming to aid. Mayze was strong... but the power he was sensing nearby was much stronger than her.

"Mayze, dear, I th-think m-m-maybe we should get out of here. We don't w-want to be caught by surprise, d-do we?"

 

[GojiBean]

Tapping his finger against his arm, the Captain grunted.

"Time for plan B."

He turned swiftly and tapped a global communications button to send his voice in the PA system to the entire ship.

"Attention all pods. Launch immediately and take up a standard 500 meter distance circle around the ship."

He took his finger off the button.

"Let's see how the Earthlings respond to this."

Within two minutes all pods had launched and taken up their place in the formation. Since the ship was still in Mars' orbit, only the telescopes and deep space cameras could pick up what was happening. But for those in high governmental positions around the globe, the development was quite the alarming one.

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Mayze titled hear head at Dashi, as he had used a couple words she couldn't say she understood. Things like 'scrapper' and 'wrestling' were, and the way he was aimlessly punching the air didn't help her in the slightest. As such, she just gave him an awkward look of silence, even as Dashi warned her about the strength of the Saiyans once more. However, the sudden burst of the sound from the air caused her reflexes to go into action. She quickly dropped to all fours, dashing into a nearby bush. Her head peeked out from the branches, leaves and twigs stuck in her hair as she looked up. Something was undoubtedly there, but she couldn't fully make it out from this distance, but as she sniffed the air, her hair stuck on end as she retracted her head back into the bush. Her eyes gleamed in the darkness as she stared at Dashi, her body placed tightly against the ground. As it stood right now, unknown people of considerable strength were coming right towards her, and while she had initially been excited to meet them, having the meeting come to her was a completely different story. She was in her natural habitat, a place she called home and had learned how to survive, and her natural instants told her to protect herself. It would be hopeless to try and get the Saiyan to move, so long as this uncertainness loomed.​

 

[GojiBean]

The Captain's finger tapped his forearm once again as he paced around the ship.

Nolan, meanwhile, received a communication in his ear ordering him back. The alien vessel's sudden change with the pods going out to circle it was being interpreted as an act of hostility, and the brass felt that it was due to Nolan's presence. So he was recalled.

Cheyanne blinked as Nolan flew back down to the surface with little more than a casual half-wave.

"Wait... That's it?"

She huffed.

"Talk about rude!" She blurted.

"Cheyanne, your Scouter's still on." Her Lieutenant replied flatly.

". . ."

Her cheeks blushed as she muted herself on the Scouter and mumbled under her breath.

Back on the bridge, the Captain shook his head.

"All right. Gimme the lotto."

A little lottery pulling game appeared on the screen and a number was chosen at random from a set, each one corresponding to a particular Pod in the armada.

"Pod 195. Who's in Pod 195?"

"That's Yuri, sir."

"Yuri! Get your pod over to meet with Cheyanne and go ahead and land somewhere. Keep the pods active and the translators going and see what happens. If you're met with hostilities, you both have my permission to respond in kind until the armada can join you."

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[Yuri Greythorn]

"Yessir!" Yuri's tail flicked in excitement as the captain told him to launch himself to the surface. He put in coordinates, and proceeded to launch his pod towards the planet, his emerald green eyes entranced by the fast passing of the space around him

 

[GojiBean]

"Cheyanne! New orders. Go with Yuri and get down to the planet's surface. We're gonna test the response from these Earthlings."

"... yyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYES!!!"

Cheyanne punched the button, quite literally, sending her pod careening down through the atmosphere in a wild dance with Yuri's. As the pod turned red from the heated entrance and broke through to open blue skies, she was almost instantly caught off guard.

Whoa, she thought.

"Beautiful." She whispered to herself.

The pods landed just outside a major city along a dirt road which cut through a vast grassland with rolling hills and mountains in the distance. The pods were set about one hundred meters apart with each one creating a crater almost 20 feet deep and 100 feet wide. As her pod door opened she felt a wave of cool air hit her face and there was a surprising amount of oxygen present in this atmosphere. She was able to breathe so easily compared to other worlds that it was almost intoxicating for a brief moment.

"Talk about clean." She muttered as she took in a big whiff of the air on this beautiful blue orb.

Slowly she rose up into the air and floated down to the dirt road and felt the sensation beneath her boots.

"Huh. Not so different from home." She said as she tapped her toe against the dirt with an ear to ear smile.

Looking around she saw a bunch of Earthlings beginning to gather around the area from the city.

"Hooo?... Curious, are we?" She thought as she put her fists on her hips and stood proudly outside her pod's crater.

"Hey, Cheyanne. Update your Scouter so it can use the translation tool from your pod."

"Yessir!"

Tapping the Scouter a few times, it was set and suddenly beginning to read in the Saiyan language on screen what the Earthlings were saying.

"Holy crap!"

"It's an alien!"

"Is that girl human?"

"No, she's got a tail. Look!"

"Indeed I do." She whispered to herself as she let her tail unwrap from her waist and flick about behind her.

"What the hell?!"

"She's got a tail! Look!"

"So it IS a tail!"

"What is she?"

"I dunno, but she's hot as hell!"

"Dude, really?"

"What?... Hey. Think she's got a boyfriend?"

Cheyanne smirked and shook her head as she glanced over to see how Yuri was doing in all this.

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[Top11]

Flipping upward he began breaking his momentum nearing the ground landing whit a small boom just a few meters away from Mayze and Dashi. Taking a deep breath he reached for his sword stabbing it into the soft soil, “ fresh air and soft soil and no significant power levels, no wonder the Sadala ships are here.” Aikon said softly looking around before meeting the gaze of a pair of eyes in a bush. Taking a couple steps closer getting about two feet away from the girl he took a closer look, and it didn’t take long to see how shaken up she was, looking to the older man he didn’t really seem worried but more so concerned for the girl.

Tapping his scouters linguistics button he spoke into it which relayed his words in their language “ I am Aikon of Sadala of the mighty Saiyan race. Is there more Saiyan like her here, he said pointing in Mayze’s direction.

“. Now let’s please be honest there’s a big storm brewing and I feel they may be in a bit of trouble.” He said before being interrupted by polaro before hearing the familiar sound of pods entering the atmosphere and landing” ahh the sounds of destruction.” he said as the faint whistles of the pods cutting through the air then a loud boom as they hit the ground.

Flying to his sword then asking polaro “Should we meet them or let them come to us? “



Polaro watched and stayed behind allowing Aikon to do all of the talking. Watching the whole situation he couldn’t help but be intrigued by the older man who seemed more so unphased by their arrival, he didn’t have a noticeable power level, nor a defensive or malicious aura. Is he suppressing his power level or is he just that weak?” He thought to himself.

Hearing the sound of the pods long before the saiyan he had no choice but to interrupt his talk. “ Aikon, Listen !” he said cutting the Saiyan off alerting him to the incoming company. “We need to stay here and be on the defensive Aikon I think you ought to power up I’m sure there’s dozens of them.” he said as the two beginning to charge they’re energy.

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[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri looked at the humans and sneered a bit “They’re weak” as he scanned his scouter from the humans, some trying to approach. His tail flicked in irritation, and he cracked his knuckles as he listened to conversations

"If they're aliens, then why do they look like us, but with tails?"

"Why are they so bulky? What's up with the armor?"

Yuri spoke up to Cheyanne "They're fucking annoying."



"Also, why is this planet so... Breathable?"