01-02-2007, 06:20 PM
Dante had penetrated another one of Outcasts defensive positions, though this time it was their castle, Sanguine. Gohan had taken on a somewhat new attire for this battle. The blue vest, which had the circular patterns, was now discarded. His traditional Chinese top, still remained but instead of it being an obsidian color, it was a glittering white. He left his top unbuttoned so that friend and foe alike could see the scar that ran diagonally along his chest. The tear in Gohan?s skin could be seen running along his body. It disappeared behind the bandages that covered the elderly humans abdomen. His pants and shoes were still black, and complemented the silver top. Not to mention he still had his black puffball hat.
The biggest difference however, was that the kitsune mask that he?d worn throughout the competition was no longer covering his face. Instead however, it rested on the back of his neck, held by its string. Gohan knew that Pigero had liked the mask, ever since he bought it; the young child thought it was cool. For some reason however, Gramps could not bring himself to wear the mask this time, he wanted to, but something inside him would not let him do it.
Grandpa Gohan was one of the many soldiers that hit the castle with Broli. After a short while Dante finally busted through the main gate. They were met with many of the remaining Outcasts. Commander Broli was leading the charge, and the aged human was right there with him, pushing into the sea of outcasts.
The tides were slowly turning, now it was time for the real battle to begin. Gohan enjoyed throwing himself into a fray of opposing soldiers and dissecting their squad till it was nothing, then moving on to the next. The elderly man did exactly what he wanted to do; he threw himself into a group of outcasts and quickly started to work.
Quickly Gohan got on the offensive, not wanting to put himself into a position where he would have to play defense the entire time. He cracked one of the more normal looking Outcasts solders in the jaw with a swift stern fist, sending him spinning into another soldier. Both men collapsed. The elderly warrior now looked around. He was surrounded. ?Well, I can?t say that this looks good, but it should be fun nonetheless.? Gohan laughed.
With that the circle of warriors started to enclose around Gramps. ?Foolish? he muttered, and then dropping down he spun around, tripping the first ?circle?. Like dominoes the collapsed backwards, falling into other creatures.
Boom.
A large explosion erupted from nowhere. Quickly looking around to find out where it originated. It did not take the old human long to find out where it had came from, but in the process of looking for it, he did see something that was far more interesting than these lowly solders. Off in the distance Commander Broli was facing off against the Outcast leader, Cell Junior.
?Sorry boys, I got much bigger fish to fry? the old man announced the solders that were starting to surround him again. He had lost interest in these soldiers, and now only desired to fight the small creature that led Outcasts. ?Still want to play, eh?? Gohan questioned. He already knew the answer though, and quickly focused his energy in both his hands. Two white orbs of energy came into view rather quickly; the old man was tired of playing around, especially with these?creatures. ?Then I?ll simply carve a path through the lot of you!? exclaimed the old man, throwing one of the energy balls into the face of a android looking figure.
The ball exploded, beheading the droid. Wasting no time Gohan rushed forth to where the droid was, using his falling body as a step latter he leapt into the air. Turning around he through the other ball into the crowd. A small explosion erupted where the ball had landed. The elderly being focused once again, after all, he now had a chance to exact revenge on Outcasts.
As his feet hit the ground he was surprised how close to Broli and CJ he was.
?Commander.? He announced.
Broli turned, hearing the voice of the old man. ?What is it??
?I request that this battle be mine sir, for Pigero, for King Cold, For every other Dante soldier who died at Hypertron in that explosion.? His voice, filled with angry, passion, sadness.
The saiya-jin commander looked into the eyes of the old Captain, his eyes filled with passion and hate.
?Okay.? Was his only response.
Grandpa Gohan quickly assessed the small blue alien; he noticed the cerulean energy sword that he carried. As if on cue a sword flung from a now dead solder struck the ground before him. He placed his hand around it, and pulled it from the earth. ?I am now you opponent, Junior? implying both his name and age at the same time.
OOC: Sorry if it seemed like I god modded those soldiers, I was playing them as fairly weak, but I know some people wont read it like that. CJ, I look forward to facing you =)
The biggest difference however, was that the kitsune mask that he?d worn throughout the competition was no longer covering his face. Instead however, it rested on the back of his neck, held by its string. Gohan knew that Pigero had liked the mask, ever since he bought it; the young child thought it was cool. For some reason however, Gramps could not bring himself to wear the mask this time, he wanted to, but something inside him would not let him do it.
Grandpa Gohan was one of the many soldiers that hit the castle with Broli. After a short while Dante finally busted through the main gate. They were met with many of the remaining Outcasts. Commander Broli was leading the charge, and the aged human was right there with him, pushing into the sea of outcasts.
The tides were slowly turning, now it was time for the real battle to begin. Gohan enjoyed throwing himself into a fray of opposing soldiers and dissecting their squad till it was nothing, then moving on to the next. The elderly man did exactly what he wanted to do; he threw himself into a group of outcasts and quickly started to work.
Quickly Gohan got on the offensive, not wanting to put himself into a position where he would have to play defense the entire time. He cracked one of the more normal looking Outcasts solders in the jaw with a swift stern fist, sending him spinning into another soldier. Both men collapsed. The elderly warrior now looked around. He was surrounded. ?Well, I can?t say that this looks good, but it should be fun nonetheless.? Gohan laughed.
With that the circle of warriors started to enclose around Gramps. ?Foolish? he muttered, and then dropping down he spun around, tripping the first ?circle?. Like dominoes the collapsed backwards, falling into other creatures.
Boom.
A large explosion erupted from nowhere. Quickly looking around to find out where it originated. It did not take the old human long to find out where it had came from, but in the process of looking for it, he did see something that was far more interesting than these lowly solders. Off in the distance Commander Broli was facing off against the Outcast leader, Cell Junior.
?Sorry boys, I got much bigger fish to fry? the old man announced the solders that were starting to surround him again. He had lost interest in these soldiers, and now only desired to fight the small creature that led Outcasts. ?Still want to play, eh?? Gohan questioned. He already knew the answer though, and quickly focused his energy in both his hands. Two white orbs of energy came into view rather quickly; the old man was tired of playing around, especially with these?creatures. ?Then I?ll simply carve a path through the lot of you!? exclaimed the old man, throwing one of the energy balls into the face of a android looking figure.
The ball exploded, beheading the droid. Wasting no time Gohan rushed forth to where the droid was, using his falling body as a step latter he leapt into the air. Turning around he through the other ball into the crowd. A small explosion erupted where the ball had landed. The elderly being focused once again, after all, he now had a chance to exact revenge on Outcasts.
As his feet hit the ground he was surprised how close to Broli and CJ he was.
?Commander.? He announced.
Broli turned, hearing the voice of the old man. ?What is it??
?I request that this battle be mine sir, for Pigero, for King Cold, For every other Dante soldier who died at Hypertron in that explosion.? His voice, filled with angry, passion, sadness.
The saiya-jin commander looked into the eyes of the old Captain, his eyes filled with passion and hate.
?Okay.? Was his only response.
Grandpa Gohan quickly assessed the small blue alien; he noticed the cerulean energy sword that he carried. As if on cue a sword flung from a now dead solder struck the ground before him. He placed his hand around it, and pulled it from the earth. ?I am now you opponent, Junior? implying both his name and age at the same time.
OOC: Sorry if it seemed like I god modded those soldiers, I was playing them as fairly weak, but I know some people wont read it like that. CJ, I look forward to facing you =)
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