03-26-2009, 10:00 PM
Artificial lead rain collaborated with their voltage-birthed kin though midair collisions in a dance savored by any onlooker adorning their ears with the many rhythms of any classical piece. If there had been a art medium for massacres, the war ravaged path wrought by the Saiyans could be considered a masterpiece worth that of cultural significant for years to come. The dual hybrid team had torn through ranks of men on route to what was surmised a headquarters here in this dingy burg, along the way tossing mangled bodies left and right- leaving a bloody mess in their aftermath. Somewhere through their pursuits of the chaos they had lost Juno and Sophia, again, leaving only the pair to filter the charging soldiers with the greatest of ease.
Gunshots wailed like a chorus of sirens in the sweltering mid-morning heat, candy-coating the blood, sweat and insanity into a potent perfume that filled the nostrils of all combatants. Hardly off their first wind the pair rounded a final corner into what would have been considered a plaza to a large building overlooking the multitude of streets intersecting before it. This is it, Ares assured himself unquestionably as he took in its obvious tactical advantages.
From nearby a scream of pure agony cleaved the distant roars of anarchy, penetrating deep into Zena who stopped dead in her tracks unprepared for the string of thoughts aligning themselves to her deductions. It had to be her- and the confirming sight of a giant showering the girl with such unrestrained force was reason enough to break the blond.
A cry of passionate rage unlocked her from the mental confines bounding her to the authoritarian attitude she had maintained thus far, her body flaring awake in liberated fury. Her body moved with an impressive speed, launched at her sister's assailant without any more thought than how she would rip this man apart for what he had done to the girl.
Ares watched half amused with no more concern over what would become of the woman than that of her target. The situation had changed drastically over the course of the last few hours where the hunters had become the hunted, taking on the role of mere sheep bleating in search of equally-minded herd mates to fend for themselves with. A disgusting display of inefficiency...
Buckling his knees the Saiyan lifted, kicking from his vantage point and up onto the rooftops that ran the full length of the streets till meeting the rising floors of the hotel several yards in the distance. Out of the way and inconspicuous of the battles carrying on below, he strolled surveying the battlefield the way a commander would his forces upon a map.
A group had formed below; the two missing components to his own party, Juno and Sophia along with the unmistakable Kaden and Piper who were in company of Zena, a white-haired man and a two other unknown females, one of which shared resemblance to the Saiyan princess. They matched and exchanged in fierce competition with the Goliath of a man presumably the one referred to as Balrog who kept the rag-tag group of miscreants on their toes to the very last.
"Do you know what this is?" he stopped, focusing on the ebb and flow of combat going on below. "A defiant act, down to the last thought in your empty head." his fist swung connecting full brunt against the reddened skin cheek of the boy throwing him aside to his knees. "You’re hardly worth a moment of my time. We should have sent a grunt like you away at birth, at least then you could have died honorably instead of demeaning what worth you have for us here. On your fucking feet."
Wearily the child returned to his stance fighting back the swelling liquid behind his eyes, it would only serve to infuriate the man further.
"You follow orders- you kill who we tell you when we tell you. You live and breath for us and your pride for your race. Emotions only work to dissuade you from your goals, their influence should be trained against and overcame as such." barring down on the boy he delivered another shot, whipping his heel across the youth's face as he spun about from his pacing.
The small body toppled several feet before regaining itself, blood trickling from a broken lip quivering in rage and fear. "Y-yes sir." the voice was quite, almost inaudible.
Turning a cold glare at the child the soldier looked on in contempt it seemed for his very existence, sufficing this hatred in a last strike to the boy's gut, doubling him over with his hands clutched to stomach. From there the man left, leaving the young soldier to tend to his wounded pride in isolation.
Below the battle had kicked into high gear as Balrog's forces piled out into the street, guns already blaring away with an unchained intensity into the group who fought off the forces tooth and nail.
Without a doubt the soldiers below were employed by Kai possibly as insurance under the premise that if the situation turned sour he would have a way to deal with it. It would seem things swayed quite violently in that direction despite the disadvantages faced to begin with, even the designated Hunters had fallen to their sympathy for those they hunted. It was only to be assumed that the Saiyan Orion that had been with him in the beginning had been lost in combat during the duration of their separation; a substantial loss indeed.
Suddenly Ares' attention was redirected as a gust of wind quaked the structure beneath his feet, out on the battlefield a vibrant and bright image had eclipsed where the egotistic princess once stood.
"What??" the hybrid exclaimed in disbelief at the sheer magnitude of his foul luck, the visage of a Super Saiyan had ascended and now stood before Balrog a beacon of hope for the rebelling members of the game show. It was clear what would need to be done to keep things going as planned...
“If you want, I can back off right now and let the others fight you. I can understand being too much for you to handle.” she boasted, chipping away at once was an impenetrable wall of confidence that was the behemoth's grasp over the fight at hand. Planting his feet firm Balrog intended on keeping this fight between the two of them.
The Super Saiyan cackled, "No? Well, if you insist." Her aura flared once again a brilliant display of pearl and golden hues, firing forth against the man with amazing speed readied with a fist drawn back to crack across his skull at the right moment. Preparing for the strike, Balrog's heels dug themselves in with a fist raring for contact to divert the lethal attack when his eyes caught sight of a red figure moving skillfully out before him.
Before the super powered female could make contact she was intercepted by a foot heavily planting itself on her chest, her eyes rising to make contact with Ares' determined glare just as he kicked off her into a back flip, using the force to send her off course. Quick to respond, Zena rushed forward at the interference with a flurry of punches the offending Saiyan could only keep at bay for so long, his forearms amplified with energy in order to stifle off as much of the physical abuse as possible.
Almost as if thunder itself clapped at the connections being made she finally disengaged the weakened warrior who bore his teeth reluctant to kneel if but to get a moment to recover from the Super Saiyan's abuse. He knew she was merely playing with him.
"Get out of the way, insect." irritated at the amount of ground the boy had been able to defend she readjusted her form, allowing energy to ripple across her body.
Behind the warring pair the large man had been obviously very confused at the turn of events, taking heed of one of his soldier's previous words he shouted at the crimson adorned halfling. "Friend or foe?"
Despite the thoughts raging through his mind to keep him from moving, the mercenary defiantly stood, tilting a head back with a weak smirk across his lips. "... Friend."
Gunshots wailed like a chorus of sirens in the sweltering mid-morning heat, candy-coating the blood, sweat and insanity into a potent perfume that filled the nostrils of all combatants. Hardly off their first wind the pair rounded a final corner into what would have been considered a plaza to a large building overlooking the multitude of streets intersecting before it. This is it, Ares assured himself unquestionably as he took in its obvious tactical advantages.
From nearby a scream of pure agony cleaved the distant roars of anarchy, penetrating deep into Zena who stopped dead in her tracks unprepared for the string of thoughts aligning themselves to her deductions. It had to be her- and the confirming sight of a giant showering the girl with such unrestrained force was reason enough to break the blond.
A cry of passionate rage unlocked her from the mental confines bounding her to the authoritarian attitude she had maintained thus far, her body flaring awake in liberated fury. Her body moved with an impressive speed, launched at her sister's assailant without any more thought than how she would rip this man apart for what he had done to the girl.
Ares watched half amused with no more concern over what would become of the woman than that of her target. The situation had changed drastically over the course of the last few hours where the hunters had become the hunted, taking on the role of mere sheep bleating in search of equally-minded herd mates to fend for themselves with. A disgusting display of inefficiency...
Buckling his knees the Saiyan lifted, kicking from his vantage point and up onto the rooftops that ran the full length of the streets till meeting the rising floors of the hotel several yards in the distance. Out of the way and inconspicuous of the battles carrying on below, he strolled surveying the battlefield the way a commander would his forces upon a map.
A group had formed below; the two missing components to his own party, Juno and Sophia along with the unmistakable Kaden and Piper who were in company of Zena, a white-haired man and a two other unknown females, one of which shared resemblance to the Saiyan princess. They matched and exchanged in fierce competition with the Goliath of a man presumably the one referred to as Balrog who kept the rag-tag group of miscreants on their toes to the very last.
"Do you know what this is?" he stopped, focusing on the ebb and flow of combat going on below. "A defiant act, down to the last thought in your empty head." his fist swung connecting full brunt against the reddened skin cheek of the boy throwing him aside to his knees. "You’re hardly worth a moment of my time. We should have sent a grunt like you away at birth, at least then you could have died honorably instead of demeaning what worth you have for us here. On your fucking feet."
Wearily the child returned to his stance fighting back the swelling liquid behind his eyes, it would only serve to infuriate the man further.
"You follow orders- you kill who we tell you when we tell you. You live and breath for us and your pride for your race. Emotions only work to dissuade you from your goals, their influence should be trained against and overcame as such." barring down on the boy he delivered another shot, whipping his heel across the youth's face as he spun about from his pacing.
The small body toppled several feet before regaining itself, blood trickling from a broken lip quivering in rage and fear. "Y-yes sir." the voice was quite, almost inaudible.
Turning a cold glare at the child the soldier looked on in contempt it seemed for his very existence, sufficing this hatred in a last strike to the boy's gut, doubling him over with his hands clutched to stomach. From there the man left, leaving the young soldier to tend to his wounded pride in isolation.
Below the battle had kicked into high gear as Balrog's forces piled out into the street, guns already blaring away with an unchained intensity into the group who fought off the forces tooth and nail.
Without a doubt the soldiers below were employed by Kai possibly as insurance under the premise that if the situation turned sour he would have a way to deal with it. It would seem things swayed quite violently in that direction despite the disadvantages faced to begin with, even the designated Hunters had fallen to their sympathy for those they hunted. It was only to be assumed that the Saiyan Orion that had been with him in the beginning had been lost in combat during the duration of their separation; a substantial loss indeed.
Suddenly Ares' attention was redirected as a gust of wind quaked the structure beneath his feet, out on the battlefield a vibrant and bright image had eclipsed where the egotistic princess once stood.
"What??" the hybrid exclaimed in disbelief at the sheer magnitude of his foul luck, the visage of a Super Saiyan had ascended and now stood before Balrog a beacon of hope for the rebelling members of the game show. It was clear what would need to be done to keep things going as planned...
“If you want, I can back off right now and let the others fight you. I can understand being too much for you to handle.” she boasted, chipping away at once was an impenetrable wall of confidence that was the behemoth's grasp over the fight at hand. Planting his feet firm Balrog intended on keeping this fight between the two of them.
The Super Saiyan cackled, "No? Well, if you insist." Her aura flared once again a brilliant display of pearl and golden hues, firing forth against the man with amazing speed readied with a fist drawn back to crack across his skull at the right moment. Preparing for the strike, Balrog's heels dug themselves in with a fist raring for contact to divert the lethal attack when his eyes caught sight of a red figure moving skillfully out before him.
Before the super powered female could make contact she was intercepted by a foot heavily planting itself on her chest, her eyes rising to make contact with Ares' determined glare just as he kicked off her into a back flip, using the force to send her off course. Quick to respond, Zena rushed forward at the interference with a flurry of punches the offending Saiyan could only keep at bay for so long, his forearms amplified with energy in order to stifle off as much of the physical abuse as possible.
Almost as if thunder itself clapped at the connections being made she finally disengaged the weakened warrior who bore his teeth reluctant to kneel if but to get a moment to recover from the Super Saiyan's abuse. He knew she was merely playing with him.
"Get out of the way, insect." irritated at the amount of ground the boy had been able to defend she readjusted her form, allowing energy to ripple across her body.
Behind the warring pair the large man had been obviously very confused at the turn of events, taking heed of one of his soldier's previous words he shouted at the crimson adorned halfling. "Friend or foe?"
Despite the thoughts raging through his mind to keep him from moving, the mercenary defiantly stood, tilting a head back with a weak smirk across his lips. "... Friend."