Dante's Abyss 2007 Sign-Ups

[Paragus]

OOC: Continued from the finished quest Death and Destruction

It had been three long days since Para?s epic battle with the alien invaders of South City. He was still feeling the effects of the brawl, but was pretty much recovered. The sun was beginning to rise to greet another morning on Planet Earth. The saiyan elite was now making his way through a small town miles away from South City. A small wooden bench caught his eye. He had been walking for a long time, so a rest didn?t seem like a bad idea.

A man perched atop a podium preached across the street. He wielded a large megaphone and spit words of encouragement to all that passed him by.

?Come on down! Worlds strongest fighters unite! Will you be the next Raditzu? Well you wont be if you don?t sign up ?

A sudden feeling came over the aged saiyan. It was a feeling of almost pity, but not for the man across the street, but for himself. He had never really felt this way before. He stood from the bench and looked across the street at the large banner. ?DANTE?S ABYSS ? It read in big bold letters. Para?s mind was racing uncontrollably with crazy thoughts.

?What am I doing? I just wander the streets picking out odd-jobs and risking my life for people I don?t even know. I used to be a proud saiyan commander, ruthless and cunning. I am now a complete nobody.?

A plump woman sat behind the desk at the sign - up booth. Para put his hand down on the oak counter. The woman was busy answering questions for somebody else, but the saiyan didn?t have the patience at the moment. He began to knock on the desk causing cracks to splinter in the wood.

?Nobody knows the name Paragus. I need to make myself known, I need to become the great warrior that I once was.?

?How can I help you.? The lady said trying to stay professional, but was obviously angry.

?I would like to sign-up. My name is Paragus. I am a saiyan from Planet Vegeta.?
?I need to prove that im not just another generic fighter from planet whatever. I am Paragus commander of the imperial arm on Vegeta. I will tear through my competition so they too will know my name. ?

?Ok. Do you have a fighting style.?

The saiyan really didn?t see how that question mattered, but he answered it nonetheless. ?Traditional Saiyan.?

?Well that should do it. Go toward the Tele Pad and Good luck.? She said it with no feeling at all, as if she had already uttered the words a million times today.

? My stage will be the ultimate fighting tournament. A reality show that has captivated audiences world wide. Conquest was with teams, but this time I am alone.....?

A scrawny man leaped in front of the emotionally torn saiyan. ? I need a quick demonstration of your power, Mr. Paragus.?

?Im a saiyan. Isn?t that enough.? Para really wasn?t in the mood to be pestered by 20 questions.

?Please sir it is procedure. Do something cool.?

Para gave a slight chuckle. ?Is that blue care yours?? The saiyan asked about the small car parked across the street.

?Yea. Why??

Para stuck his hand out and extended his fingers vertically. A large ball of white energy shot from his palm and connected with the blue automobile. A huge explosion rang through the town as Para approached the teleportation device.

He ignored the crying employee an stepped into the teletube. The instant transmission device lit up as he placed both feet in the center. He closed his eyes and readied his stomach. With a quick jerk he was whisked off into the wonderful world of Dante?s Abyss.

?And I wouldn?t want it any other way.?