01-20-2007, 05:52 PM
Monstrous cracks of the divine whip brought down the massive jolts of thunder. Rain was pummeling the grounds of Monte Cristo, which now resembled a small creek in many places. What was left of the fortress?s beauty, was washed away like a leaf floating endlessly down a river.
Sixteen continued to watch his opponent wipe away his pain like everything else was cleansed. There stood Broli the saiya-jin, clouded by pain and suffering, tending to his cuts and wounds. It was then, when the machine commander knew his advantage.
?I am a machine, and I am one who will never see the face of exhaustion.? Muttered the commander, keeping his voice low enough for his opponent not to hear.
As he placed his gaze once more, on the saiya-jin only a few yards before him, he noticed a much different look upon him. Broli seemed to have fought through the pain of his injuries, and finally was able to lower himself into a most defensive fighting stance. He was ready to continue, ?Why does one who feels pain, seek it out?? questioned his inner systems, knowing that he would not find the answer.
Foolishly wiping the blood from his face, he fingered to the United warrior into his battle. Sixteen watched for a moment, as the river of blood returned from his left eye, then slowly bent down into his own stance. The instant his knee hit the right angle, the android pushed off of his left foot, surging forwards.
Knowing he hadn?t touched the tip of his opposition?s power, Sixteen continued his fight. Thrusting his right arm forwards, Broli quickly flung his head to the left, dodging the metallic wave of force. Not wasting a second, the saiya-jin commander countered with another uppercut to the midsection of the mighty machine.
The force of the blow stopped him in his track, enabling him for a second, then a quick third that lifted him a few inches from the ground. Broli?s energy spiked quickly, as he whirled around, hurling a sloppy spin kick the androids abdomen. Sixteen burst backwards, skidding through the many small rivers of muddy waters.
His bulky arms felt for a place to grip for some time, before he was able to thrust himself upwards, and back to his feet. Returning to his fighting position, he was ready to duel once more. Underestimating a saiya-jin warrior would cause this battle to be over instantly, he knew he had to keep focused.
If all things failed, he had his defensive to offensive maneuver that was still in its early stages. Sixteen would use it if it came to that, but only as a last resort. As the rain-washed the canvas of the final battle, Broli charged his opponent.
Sixteen continued to watch his opponent wipe away his pain like everything else was cleansed. There stood Broli the saiya-jin, clouded by pain and suffering, tending to his cuts and wounds. It was then, when the machine commander knew his advantage.
?I am a machine, and I am one who will never see the face of exhaustion.? Muttered the commander, keeping his voice low enough for his opponent not to hear.
As he placed his gaze once more, on the saiya-jin only a few yards before him, he noticed a much different look upon him. Broli seemed to have fought through the pain of his injuries, and finally was able to lower himself into a most defensive fighting stance. He was ready to continue, ?Why does one who feels pain, seek it out?? questioned his inner systems, knowing that he would not find the answer.
Foolishly wiping the blood from his face, he fingered to the United warrior into his battle. Sixteen watched for a moment, as the river of blood returned from his left eye, then slowly bent down into his own stance. The instant his knee hit the right angle, the android pushed off of his left foot, surging forwards.
Knowing he hadn?t touched the tip of his opposition?s power, Sixteen continued his fight. Thrusting his right arm forwards, Broli quickly flung his head to the left, dodging the metallic wave of force. Not wasting a second, the saiya-jin commander countered with another uppercut to the midsection of the mighty machine.
The force of the blow stopped him in his track, enabling him for a second, then a quick third that lifted him a few inches from the ground. Broli?s energy spiked quickly, as he whirled around, hurling a sloppy spin kick the androids abdomen. Sixteen burst backwards, skidding through the many small rivers of muddy waters.
His bulky arms felt for a place to grip for some time, before he was able to thrust himself upwards, and back to his feet. Returning to his fighting position, he was ready to duel once more. Underestimating a saiya-jin warrior would cause this battle to be over instantly, he knew he had to keep focused.
If all things failed, he had his defensive to offensive maneuver that was still in its early stages. Sixteen would use it if it came to that, but only as a last resort. As the rain-washed the canvas of the final battle, Broli charged his opponent.