12-09-2004, 03:25 AM
The air before the old man began to bend, as if sound invisible barrier was being manipulated to the warrior?s own desires. As he squeezed his fists, an aura of forest-green encircled him. ?Spirit Ken?? Broli recognized the technique. He clicked on his scouter, watching as the numbers began to grow at a rapid rate. ?You wanted to quit playing games, and so that leaves me with nothing left to do but to defeat you. However, I?ll give you mercy,? offered Jacke Low, his eyes piercing through the thick green. Broli, not willing to give up, signaled once more for his opponent to make the first move. ?You want to fight me. You don?t want to just see me give up. C?mon ? let?s give the crowd a show.? Jacke smiled, nodding in agreement. ?Very well. But I won?t go easy.? Broli couldn?t help but stifle a chuckle. He was expecting Jacke Low to use his power to the full extent. This?ll be interesting? The thought passed, being replaced by an emotion of pure excitement. Something deep within him longed for battle, something he could not explain. The virus?
Low lunged forward, the Saiya-Jin jumping to one side to avoid being hit. However, the human, with a spin, found his way to the Saiyan?s back. In a mere moment, Broli was face first in the snow. Flipping back on his feet, the Saiyan found himself on the receiving end of a fist that seemed to drive its way into his cheek. The uppercut sent the Saiya-Jin spiraling into the atmosphere, Jacke Low watching for a mere moment in delight of his abilities. And then, with a flash, the human appeared in the sky, receiving the Saiyan with a slam. In an explosion that shattered the sky, Broli crashed into the earth. Let me help? came the voice in Broli?s mind. He opened his eyes, motionless, not sure if he had actually heard anything at all. Let me out? came the voice again. Broli climbed from the snow crater that had been formed, head snapping from side to side as he looked for the owner of the voice. Concerned with these words, the Saiyan found himself completely obvious to Jacke Low, who proceeded to grab the Saiyan by the hair, and, with a whirl, threw him across the snowy plains. With a bounce like a rock that skips the water, Broli came to a rest in a thick pile of wet snow. Let me out, now Burori!!! The Saiyan lifted his head from the snow, its wetness drizzling down his face. ?Where are you??
Sss?. Inssside! It all made sense. The demon was trying to come out ? the Black Virus wanted to take control. ?No. After what you did to the palace?!? Broli shouted into the wind. Jacke Low watched from a distance (he had been taking his time to walk to his opponent), baffled as to what Broli was doing. I can help? Just let me out, and I can destroy this weakling for you? Climbing to his feet, the Saiyan shook his head, roaring into no particular direction, ?I won?t let you out! You?ll cause too much destruction!? A sharp pain penetrated deep into Burori?s gut, as if a dagger, ever so quickly, had pierced his flesh. You know the power I bring. Let me out, and once this infidel is dead? I will let you take control once more. I just want to help, that?s all. It?s my body too. The air was silent, Broli having nothing to do but shake his head. ?It?s my body too.? He cringed at the very thought of it. Still, it made sense. The power I have? You want it. Let me give it to you? Let? me? out!
Jacke Low approached his enemy suspiciously. ?Ready for another round, Burori?? There was no response, as the Saiya-Jin had his back turned to the human. His head was lowered, his fists clenched. ?... Broli?? The Saiyan lifted his face, looking over his shoulder. Red eyes flared back, burning into the very soul of the humanoid.
Low lunged forward, the Saiya-Jin jumping to one side to avoid being hit. However, the human, with a spin, found his way to the Saiyan?s back. In a mere moment, Broli was face first in the snow. Flipping back on his feet, the Saiyan found himself on the receiving end of a fist that seemed to drive its way into his cheek. The uppercut sent the Saiya-Jin spiraling into the atmosphere, Jacke Low watching for a mere moment in delight of his abilities. And then, with a flash, the human appeared in the sky, receiving the Saiyan with a slam. In an explosion that shattered the sky, Broli crashed into the earth. Let me help? came the voice in Broli?s mind. He opened his eyes, motionless, not sure if he had actually heard anything at all. Let me out? came the voice again. Broli climbed from the snow crater that had been formed, head snapping from side to side as he looked for the owner of the voice. Concerned with these words, the Saiyan found himself completely obvious to Jacke Low, who proceeded to grab the Saiyan by the hair, and, with a whirl, threw him across the snowy plains. With a bounce like a rock that skips the water, Broli came to a rest in a thick pile of wet snow. Let me out, now Burori!!! The Saiyan lifted his head from the snow, its wetness drizzling down his face. ?Where are you??
Sss?. Inssside! It all made sense. The demon was trying to come out ? the Black Virus wanted to take control. ?No. After what you did to the palace?!? Broli shouted into the wind. Jacke Low watched from a distance (he had been taking his time to walk to his opponent), baffled as to what Broli was doing. I can help? Just let me out, and I can destroy this weakling for you? Climbing to his feet, the Saiyan shook his head, roaring into no particular direction, ?I won?t let you out! You?ll cause too much destruction!? A sharp pain penetrated deep into Burori?s gut, as if a dagger, ever so quickly, had pierced his flesh. You know the power I bring. Let me out, and once this infidel is dead? I will let you take control once more. I just want to help, that?s all. It?s my body too. The air was silent, Broli having nothing to do but shake his head. ?It?s my body too.? He cringed at the very thought of it. Still, it made sense. The power I have? You want it. Let me give it to you? Let? me? out!
Jacke Low approached his enemy suspiciously. ?Ready for another round, Burori?? There was no response, as the Saiya-Jin had his back turned to the human. His head was lowered, his fists clenched. ?... Broli?? The Saiyan lifted his face, looking over his shoulder. Red eyes flared back, burning into the very soul of the humanoid.