01-19-2007, 07:21 PM
The golden light of the sun shimmered its hue over the landscape before sinking disappearing behind the stratus clouds that had been merciful enough to allow a single vision. As if finally bursting from the constraints of its ethereal prison, rain fell to the earth, washing away the crimson liquid that had been spilt across the now hardened earth. However, as old blood washed away, new blood was splashed to take its place. They fought wildly, Dante and United alike, neither willing to lose the step on which their foothold rested. A battle for a now scarred fortress, the fight for Monte Cristo had immediately become a bloodbath upon Dante?s charge.
?I am a Saiya-Jin,? Broli whispered amidst his closed eyes. ?I am Burori.? He breathed deeply, allowing his energy to filter through his body. It consumed him, the yet untapped energy that begged for him to release it. It moaned, it cried, it whispered into the very depths of his souls to be unleashed, to be freed from its containment. A sinking feeling set in the stomach of the Saiya-Jin. Had it really been that long since he had experienced the sensation of fear?
Granted, it had nothing to do with the mechanical warrior standing before him. In fact, it was the power deep inside of him, bubbling up from his feet and into his throat, attempting to reach the orifice of his mouth. Release me! It beckoned, rustling the chains wrapped tightly around it.
This unspoken power of his had screamed for release a time before at the Sativan Capital on Vegeta-Sei. At the brink of death, Broli had fallen to his knees, his body beaten and bloody. His energy waited patiently to be tapped into, as if he was a starving animal and the energy was a savory flank of meat just waiting to be feasted upon. Knowing he had no other choice, Broli let go of it all, shattering the chains on the sweltering force deep within his chest. And then, in a consuming burst of light, he consumed the militia, the guards, everything. It was later said that the golden energy could be seen from miles away, and that the image of the dome of power that devoured the Capital was forever burnt in the minds of those coincidentally witnesses to the act.
It was, in truth, the first time that Broli had ever released the power of a Super Saiya-Jin.
Now, a handful of months later, Broli stood in the same position, his opponent not guards, or trained soldiers, or a wicked Queen. Rather, it was a mechanical being that had been counting the days before he could face Burori. Sixteen?s day had finally come, and Broli found himself listening to the energy within his chest. Yet, it was different than before, different from when he became a Super Saiyan. It was deeper, stronger, and more violent than before as it shook to unravel the bonds that contained it.
No? Not yet. He knew exactly what kind of power he was capable of, and he would not risk the lives of his companions fighting tooth and nail around him. He would ignore the begging in his heart, despite its attempts to kick, scream, and shout to get its way. Not yet.
?Rocket Punch!? Sixteen roared, aiming his left hand towards the Commander. Broli found himself staring at the sky as the bulky hand rammed into his chin, throwing his head back with the crack of a whip. He closed his eyes as he fell to the ground, the earth wrapping its thick mud around him like a warm blanket.
Sixteen launched himself at the fallen opponent, Burori rolling to one side as the heavy boot crushed through the outer layer of the earth. Broli lifted his own leg, thrusting it into the knee of the android. With a crack, Sixteen stumbled backwards in pain. The Saiyan seized the opportunity to strike, jumping to his feet and lashing his wrists. A series of energy orbs whizzed through the air, exploding into the body of the android. A choking cloud of smoke consumed his body, Broli throwing himself forward.
He was caught in mid-air by the swift hand of the android, the creature?s thick fingers wrapping around the throat of the Saiyan. Eyes wide with rage, Sixteen held one hand behind his back, opening its palm and allowing the creation of a fiery globe of ki. Barring his teeth, he pushed his arm forward into the face of the Saiya-Jin, the energy attack exploding into the face of the warrior. As the smoke cleared, Broli remained in the firm grip of the android, his head lolling to the side. With a grunt, Sixteen tossed him to the side, Broli sliding across the dusty flesh of the earth.
?Get up,? Sixteen spat, folding his arms. ?Don?t belittle me with this pathetic attempt to fight. I know you?re holding back.?
The Saiyan lifted himself to all fours, holding a hand before his eyes. Blood dripped from his face onto the hand, dribbling down his fingertips and onto the grassy floor. ?I said get up!? Sixteen roared, rushing forward and throwing the toes of his foot into the gut of the Saiyan. Broli yelled in agonizing pain as the android?s foot seemed to push right into his kidneys. Sixteen waited a moment before he repeated his command for the warrior to stand, and with all anger brewing in his body, he released another kick.
?Is this the might of Dante? Stand!? Sixteen threw forth his foot again. However, this time Broli caught it by the ankle with both hands, his teeth gnashing together as he pushed against the foot with all his strength. Casting off the android, Broli threw forth a blast of energy from his palms, sending his opponent sprawling back.
The energy dissipated, the Saiyan climbing to his feet. As Sixteen wiped a stream of blood trickling down his cheek from his forehead, a smile formed on his face. ?That?s more like it.?
?I am a Saiya-Jin,? Broli whispered amidst his closed eyes. ?I am Burori.? He breathed deeply, allowing his energy to filter through his body. It consumed him, the yet untapped energy that begged for him to release it. It moaned, it cried, it whispered into the very depths of his souls to be unleashed, to be freed from its containment. A sinking feeling set in the stomach of the Saiya-Jin. Had it really been that long since he had experienced the sensation of fear?
Granted, it had nothing to do with the mechanical warrior standing before him. In fact, it was the power deep inside of him, bubbling up from his feet and into his throat, attempting to reach the orifice of his mouth. Release me! It beckoned, rustling the chains wrapped tightly around it.
This unspoken power of his had screamed for release a time before at the Sativan Capital on Vegeta-Sei. At the brink of death, Broli had fallen to his knees, his body beaten and bloody. His energy waited patiently to be tapped into, as if he was a starving animal and the energy was a savory flank of meat just waiting to be feasted upon. Knowing he had no other choice, Broli let go of it all, shattering the chains on the sweltering force deep within his chest. And then, in a consuming burst of light, he consumed the militia, the guards, everything. It was later said that the golden energy could be seen from miles away, and that the image of the dome of power that devoured the Capital was forever burnt in the minds of those coincidentally witnesses to the act.
It was, in truth, the first time that Broli had ever released the power of a Super Saiya-Jin.
Now, a handful of months later, Broli stood in the same position, his opponent not guards, or trained soldiers, or a wicked Queen. Rather, it was a mechanical being that had been counting the days before he could face Burori. Sixteen?s day had finally come, and Broli found himself listening to the energy within his chest. Yet, it was different than before, different from when he became a Super Saiyan. It was deeper, stronger, and more violent than before as it shook to unravel the bonds that contained it.
No? Not yet. He knew exactly what kind of power he was capable of, and he would not risk the lives of his companions fighting tooth and nail around him. He would ignore the begging in his heart, despite its attempts to kick, scream, and shout to get its way. Not yet.
?Rocket Punch!? Sixteen roared, aiming his left hand towards the Commander. Broli found himself staring at the sky as the bulky hand rammed into his chin, throwing his head back with the crack of a whip. He closed his eyes as he fell to the ground, the earth wrapping its thick mud around him like a warm blanket.
Sixteen launched himself at the fallen opponent, Burori rolling to one side as the heavy boot crushed through the outer layer of the earth. Broli lifted his own leg, thrusting it into the knee of the android. With a crack, Sixteen stumbled backwards in pain. The Saiyan seized the opportunity to strike, jumping to his feet and lashing his wrists. A series of energy orbs whizzed through the air, exploding into the body of the android. A choking cloud of smoke consumed his body, Broli throwing himself forward.
He was caught in mid-air by the swift hand of the android, the creature?s thick fingers wrapping around the throat of the Saiyan. Eyes wide with rage, Sixteen held one hand behind his back, opening its palm and allowing the creation of a fiery globe of ki. Barring his teeth, he pushed his arm forward into the face of the Saiya-Jin, the energy attack exploding into the face of the warrior. As the smoke cleared, Broli remained in the firm grip of the android, his head lolling to the side. With a grunt, Sixteen tossed him to the side, Broli sliding across the dusty flesh of the earth.
?Get up,? Sixteen spat, folding his arms. ?Don?t belittle me with this pathetic attempt to fight. I know you?re holding back.?
The Saiyan lifted himself to all fours, holding a hand before his eyes. Blood dripped from his face onto the hand, dribbling down his fingertips and onto the grassy floor. ?I said get up!? Sixteen roared, rushing forward and throwing the toes of his foot into the gut of the Saiyan. Broli yelled in agonizing pain as the android?s foot seemed to push right into his kidneys. Sixteen waited a moment before he repeated his command for the warrior to stand, and with all anger brewing in his body, he released another kick.
?Is this the might of Dante? Stand!? Sixteen threw forth his foot again. However, this time Broli caught it by the ankle with both hands, his teeth gnashing together as he pushed against the foot with all his strength. Casting off the android, Broli threw forth a blast of energy from his palms, sending his opponent sprawling back.
The energy dissipated, the Saiyan climbing to his feet. As Sixteen wiped a stream of blood trickling down his cheek from his forehead, a smile formed on his face. ?That?s more like it.?