[Namek] The Choice

[Mal Nova]

Another mission. That's all it was, with the exception that now not only was a single planet involved, but so was the galactic region. Enroshia had made a comment, about Maleficus becoming quite like his father.

The Jade Fiend, knew all to well that he demonstrated many properties and characteristics as the Emerald Warrior. He was the only reproduction that Retane had ever made, and had named him after his singular spawn, Respawne. He had met his father many times and knew that if trouble was predicted that he wouldn't be to far away. Enroshia did say that he knew Mercy was mobilizing, but hadn't mentioned the Namek's father at all, though. Of course, he personally hoped that

Retane; The Dark Hunter, and Maleficus Nova; The New Evil, The Predator, were completely different, though they had so many similarities. Retane, was obviously the stronger of the two, via experience and strength, but Nova knew all about his father, and was still discovering himself. He had found himself more deadly then his father in some situations, but lacking in others. Still, he planned to perfect himself.

Ironic how it was though, that another invasion had come, and he again had a chance to become something. His name could become greater then even the Emerald Warrior's here. But Retane had to wonder, was that his intent? To become famous? His father had become as The Dar kHunter, and more famous as Retane after his alter ego was exposed. What outcome did the Imperfect Namekian want from this war?

The Dark Orange cloaked warrior was approached by an Icer, quite similar to Cold Steel. The only difference was he looked slightly younger and shorter. In his hand was a device in which most likely held information, "Gelidus told me to expect you. He said to inform you that for the moment you will be placed among a troop , that holds a mixture of Nameks and others. You are under the command of General Gothric, and more specifically, Captian Frez. You're troop has already been dispatched to meet the oncoming threat. Captain Frez said that if you were as good as Gelidus said, that you'd have no problem catching up."

The Changeling, handed Male Nova and Tamsin a few capsules, "These are your communicators and supplies you may need. Gelidus said he assumes you both lost yours since neither have checked in."

The Jade Fiend and the Servus Maid listened as the Arbirer Employment Agent spoke, but Mal, seemed a bit concerned. He had still had not heard about the Saiyan's and knew nothing of the enemy. His lips moved quickly, but no emotion came from them though, as he asked about the Tailed warriors, along with a description of the enemy.

"I have no actual answer about the Saiyan's but I can ask Gelidus and have him relay the information about it to you", The relative of Cold Steel spoke. "As for what the enemy looks like, they wear yellow and a uniformed structured system of rank. They also look near humanoid but one that has seen a human can tell the difference."

Nova nodded and since he hadn't been given a specific mission he figured his most important job was to meet up with his unit and go from there. Though, working with a unit of pathetic militia didn't seem as though it would be to enticing. He pressed one of the capsules he had received and placed the others in a pockets on a vest hidden beneath his cloak. The capsule produced a wrist band, as well as an ear piece that would allow him to link up with his unit and give Gelidus a chance to link up with him later.

Tamsin seemed to follow suit, but as she did, she paused catching something, "For the moment placed in a troop?" It was obvious that Gelidus was known to have more pull then just this, and he never seem to like having his men put in positions they couldn't handle, nor give them something that was much lesser then it was their position.

The brown and pearl warrior smiled, "He has already assembled your own unit of warrior Namekians and Mystic's but, the port positions they used, are on the opposite side of the planet. They are en route now in a caravan using stealth technology, but can't hurry because they'd have to stop at a base for refueling. Gelidus doesn't want to risk them running out of fuel and all near by bases being overtaken or running ouit of fuel"

Nova nodded as he snapped the band around his wrist and turned to head in the direction his unit was.

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Deep in warfare, in air and around the edge of a wooded area as well as deeper in the forest, was his assigned unit. Nova, paused for a few moments as he caught sight of it all. After a quick analysis, it seemed that t was two units on four or five. His unit and a fellow unit were outnumbered in the area.

Nova hadn't spoken to Tamsin since they had come back in contact with each other, and for now, until he could find the words to say to her he would keep it that way. He pulled his hood lower upon his face, but opened up his ears, more then he would usually allow.

A mixture of languages, common tongue and one that was alien mixed in screams and commands. Above the wooded area, in a fight, with two others, was a gray robed Namekian. Near the ground, laying allied troops down was another. Destruction also seemed to come from within the forest, but it also confused the Namekian. Their divide and conquer method was obvious, but to his knowledge the area they fought in was nothing more then a waste.

The Fiend, had little more chance to think about it for the moment, though, when a rapid fire of energy from a blaster headed his way. Tamsin dove one way, while the Namekian dove the other way. Thinking fast, the Predator vanished from view as he tapped into his inner powers. He took to the air, quickly, finding himself behind the small air squad and with a low growl, he reappeared.

The growl and reappearance was due to the fact that though he had vanished and some seemed confused, the majority focused on the Maid. It was almost Anger that he felt, at their tactics, but he knew it was more intelligent then not doing so. But they didn't have anyone watching their rear. And for that, he would fuck them there.

Suzaku had seen her master reappear behind their foes, and dodged, dashed, and leapt in an erratic pattern to keep their fire aimed at her and avoid getting hit. It would prove hard, though as their accuracy and predictions seemed nearly accurate and precise. But she didn't think on her movements, she just moved. She knew that thinking would allow herself to create a pattern and she would cause her to get shot.

Maleficus noticed it all as wlel, though there was always that slight link that allowed the two to understand one another, and with a louder growl that caused confusion in the group. With a Large swoop, and an extension of his power, the Fiend grabbed at the one in front, with his wicked Outreach and sent the rest to the ground, near each other. The one that he had grabbed with his large unseen appendage, struggled to get free and barked off words in an unknown language.

Mal Nova, his face shadowed by his cloak, raised his other arm, an orb of energy gathering in his palm. He watched though, noticing the differences of an earthling and this new alien. His constant yakking helped give it away. Their tongues were more square like, then the usual 'U' shape, but then again, as he looked to near immobilized fallen comrades, they all seemed to have a slightly wider space between their eyes and a repetitive near squared forehead.

He noted it to his memory band, and let a sneer show. He aimed the spare arm at the recuperating ones and fires a large wave at them. The constant screaming foe stopped for a moment as he watched the blast, and heard their dying screams, unable to see it though, because of the clouded area.