11-06-2005, 05:21 PM
Crashing through a rock, Hellfighter finally found the strength to stop, only to find Piccolo flying directly at him. The Namekian crashed on top of the artificial being and managed to make three connections to his face, however, it was just minimal damage, flipping the Namekian over, Hellfighter Seventeen had Piccolo pinned to the ground. Kicking up, the jade warrior found himself with just enough time to see the boot covered foot coming up for a kick. It connected sending the Jade warrior high into the air, smacking against the ceiling. Amidst his free falling back to the ground, Piccolo noticed Android 17 and Yajirobe fighting and Raditzu and Vegeta had resumed their fight.
Hanging freely in the air, Piccolo watched as Hellfighter 17 moved in for another attack.
Unable to counter his attack, the Jade warrior was left wide open. The immense strength pulsating throughout the artificial being came pour out upon the Namekian. Green flesh began turning grey with bruises. His green blood started to seep from his cuts at a rapid rate. And his eyes began to roll into the back of hit head. Hellfighter 17 was unleashing a brutal barrage of punches upon the jade warriors body, damaging him at a very rapid rate. Never before had the Namekian been beaten so harshly, he felt as if he were a mere child receiving a spanking for his wrong doings. Perhaps that wasn?t far from the truth, he had killed Piccolo Diamoun, a fellow Namekian, his father. The same, the hatred, the guilt, and the anger all dwelled endlessly on Piccolo?s broken mind. Not only had he killed Piccolo Diamoun, he also brought his best friend, Android 17, to a new state of consciousness, one he wish he could reverse.
Another vicious punch to the Namekian?s face and he was sent flailing to the domes unforgiving surface. Bouncing three times, the Namekian finally slowed to a stop after tearing up a long trench with his back. Looking directly up into the sky, Piccolo found the top of the dome to be a swirl of colors instead or one dark color like he had previously spotted. He was in a bad way and he knew it. Digging for strength, Piccolo soon found that he couldn?t sit up, something was holding him back, but what? Looking over to the left, Piccolo spotted Android 17 locked in hand to hand combat with Yajirobe, who seemed to have slimmed down a bit. The Samurai seemed to have a difficult time defending against the machine-hybrid.
Glancing over to the right, the two Sayajins were locked in a death grip, there hands clenched together, obviously a battle of pride, but who would win this fight? Deep in his mind he knew Raditzu could win easily with his Super Sayajin 2 fully awoken, but at this rate it seemed pretty even. A sharp pain suddenly erupted in the jade warriors stomach causing him to spit up a clot of blood. Looking forward, Piccolo saw that Hellfighter 17 had landed knee first into his stomach, the obvious cause of pain. Lifting himself off the Namekian, Hellfighter knew that he had the upper hand. His power easily masked that of the Namekian?s. Lifting the jade being from his apparent grave, Hellfighter was caught off guard as the Namekian thrust a ki ball into his white face. Dropping the Namekian it was Piccolo?s turn to attack, for Hellfighter 17 was completely off guard, however, as the light began to return to the mechanical beings eyes, the Namekian?s energy had vanished and so had he!
In a completely confused state, Hellfighter 17 glanced around in all directions, however, the Namekian had left no signs dying and no signs of escaping, so he was obviously still around. Hellfighter 17 found that he was growing slightly impatient, the lack of Namekian was slightly unnerving. He was there mere seconds ago and now, he was gone. Suddenly, Hellfighter heard a nose behind him, turning around, the Namekian?s foot made a strict connecting with the mech?s face, sending him carousing through the air. Following up his attack, his Super Namekian abilities flourishing completely, Piccolo landed a second kick, sending him crashing down hard against the floor of the dome. Swooping down, firing an endless barrage of ki blasts, Hellfighter felt Piccolo?s energy suddenly disappear and then once again, he was gone. The ki blasts stopped and he was finally able to stand, this time, the android was definitely shaken up. Sure he was more powerful than the Namekian, but if we constantly caught off guard, then the Namekian had the upper hand.
Suddenly, a Destructo Disk came swooping down at in from his right. Firing a ki blast in it?s direction, the machine-hybrid barely dodged disk as he watched his ki blast strike the ceiling of the dome and nothing else. Frustration beginning to get the best of him, Hellfighter 17 fell victim to another sneak attack by the Namekian. Running up behind the Android, his ki signature completely cloaked, Piccolo landed an full force kick to the androids back, sending him crashing face first into the wall of the dome. A loud thud was heard as Seventeen?s metallic head smacked smartly against the metallic wall. A small drip of blood began to fall from the machine?s head as he pushed himself off the ground, looking around for the Namekian, who had once again vanished.
?How.? Thought Hellfighter 17. ?These are child?s games and still, I am losing!?
Walking a few steps forward, Hellfighter heard a noise behind him. Turning on a dime, the android unleashed a massive blast, that hit the wall and nothing else. The massive wind gust from the attack sent a whirl of dust about the mechanical being, a small amount of debris hit him in they eye, distracting him as he tried to whip his eye clean. This was Piccolo?s only chance. Appearing in front of Hellfighter, the machine was too distracted by the dust in his eye to notice the Namekian. Landing a punch in the androids gut, Hellfighter?s wind was knocked out, rolling over his body, Piccolo took a firm grasp of the mech?s collar, the one planted by Brim. Slamming him into the wall so he couldn?t grab onto the collar, Piccolo started pulling on the device as hard as he could and it began slipping free of Hellfighter. Finally pulling one hand free, Seventeen grabbed onto his collar, tugging it back, trying his fiercest to keep it on him. Fear was enveloping the machines mind now, he had left his guard down and now the Namekian was threatening to kill him. Both fighters knew what would happen if the Namekian got that collar free, Seventeen would die. Pushing his power deeper and deeper, Piccolo?s Super Namekian abilities were maxed out. He was at the pinnacle of his power and Hellfighter?s fear was keeping him from reaching his max.
Only one thing was one Piccolo?s mind, get the collar and win.
OOC: Tugging on Hellfighter 17's collar, trying to kill him!
Total Post Number 3/Fight Post Number 2! I?m done!
Hanging freely in the air, Piccolo watched as Hellfighter 17 moved in for another attack.
Unable to counter his attack, the Jade warrior was left wide open. The immense strength pulsating throughout the artificial being came pour out upon the Namekian. Green flesh began turning grey with bruises. His green blood started to seep from his cuts at a rapid rate. And his eyes began to roll into the back of hit head. Hellfighter 17 was unleashing a brutal barrage of punches upon the jade warriors body, damaging him at a very rapid rate. Never before had the Namekian been beaten so harshly, he felt as if he were a mere child receiving a spanking for his wrong doings. Perhaps that wasn?t far from the truth, he had killed Piccolo Diamoun, a fellow Namekian, his father. The same, the hatred, the guilt, and the anger all dwelled endlessly on Piccolo?s broken mind. Not only had he killed Piccolo Diamoun, he also brought his best friend, Android 17, to a new state of consciousness, one he wish he could reverse.
Another vicious punch to the Namekian?s face and he was sent flailing to the domes unforgiving surface. Bouncing three times, the Namekian finally slowed to a stop after tearing up a long trench with his back. Looking directly up into the sky, Piccolo found the top of the dome to be a swirl of colors instead or one dark color like he had previously spotted. He was in a bad way and he knew it. Digging for strength, Piccolo soon found that he couldn?t sit up, something was holding him back, but what? Looking over to the left, Piccolo spotted Android 17 locked in hand to hand combat with Yajirobe, who seemed to have slimmed down a bit. The Samurai seemed to have a difficult time defending against the machine-hybrid.
Glancing over to the right, the two Sayajins were locked in a death grip, there hands clenched together, obviously a battle of pride, but who would win this fight? Deep in his mind he knew Raditzu could win easily with his Super Sayajin 2 fully awoken, but at this rate it seemed pretty even. A sharp pain suddenly erupted in the jade warriors stomach causing him to spit up a clot of blood. Looking forward, Piccolo saw that Hellfighter 17 had landed knee first into his stomach, the obvious cause of pain. Lifting himself off the Namekian, Hellfighter knew that he had the upper hand. His power easily masked that of the Namekian?s. Lifting the jade being from his apparent grave, Hellfighter was caught off guard as the Namekian thrust a ki ball into his white face. Dropping the Namekian it was Piccolo?s turn to attack, for Hellfighter 17 was completely off guard, however, as the light began to return to the mechanical beings eyes, the Namekian?s energy had vanished and so had he!
In a completely confused state, Hellfighter 17 glanced around in all directions, however, the Namekian had left no signs dying and no signs of escaping, so he was obviously still around. Hellfighter 17 found that he was growing slightly impatient, the lack of Namekian was slightly unnerving. He was there mere seconds ago and now, he was gone. Suddenly, Hellfighter heard a nose behind him, turning around, the Namekian?s foot made a strict connecting with the mech?s face, sending him carousing through the air. Following up his attack, his Super Namekian abilities flourishing completely, Piccolo landed a second kick, sending him crashing down hard against the floor of the dome. Swooping down, firing an endless barrage of ki blasts, Hellfighter felt Piccolo?s energy suddenly disappear and then once again, he was gone. The ki blasts stopped and he was finally able to stand, this time, the android was definitely shaken up. Sure he was more powerful than the Namekian, but if we constantly caught off guard, then the Namekian had the upper hand.
Suddenly, a Destructo Disk came swooping down at in from his right. Firing a ki blast in it?s direction, the machine-hybrid barely dodged disk as he watched his ki blast strike the ceiling of the dome and nothing else. Frustration beginning to get the best of him, Hellfighter 17 fell victim to another sneak attack by the Namekian. Running up behind the Android, his ki signature completely cloaked, Piccolo landed an full force kick to the androids back, sending him crashing face first into the wall of the dome. A loud thud was heard as Seventeen?s metallic head smacked smartly against the metallic wall. A small drip of blood began to fall from the machine?s head as he pushed himself off the ground, looking around for the Namekian, who had once again vanished.
?How.? Thought Hellfighter 17. ?These are child?s games and still, I am losing!?
Walking a few steps forward, Hellfighter heard a noise behind him. Turning on a dime, the android unleashed a massive blast, that hit the wall and nothing else. The massive wind gust from the attack sent a whirl of dust about the mechanical being, a small amount of debris hit him in they eye, distracting him as he tried to whip his eye clean. This was Piccolo?s only chance. Appearing in front of Hellfighter, the machine was too distracted by the dust in his eye to notice the Namekian. Landing a punch in the androids gut, Hellfighter?s wind was knocked out, rolling over his body, Piccolo took a firm grasp of the mech?s collar, the one planted by Brim. Slamming him into the wall so he couldn?t grab onto the collar, Piccolo started pulling on the device as hard as he could and it began slipping free of Hellfighter. Finally pulling one hand free, Seventeen grabbed onto his collar, tugging it back, trying his fiercest to keep it on him. Fear was enveloping the machines mind now, he had left his guard down and now the Namekian was threatening to kill him. Both fighters knew what would happen if the Namekian got that collar free, Seventeen would die. Pushing his power deeper and deeper, Piccolo?s Super Namekian abilities were maxed out. He was at the pinnacle of his power and Hellfighter?s fear was keeping him from reaching his max.
Only one thing was one Piccolo?s mind, get the collar and win.
OOC: Tugging on Hellfighter 17's collar, trying to kill him!
Total Post Number 3/Fight Post Number 2! I?m done!