Dante's Abyss 2007 Sign-Ups

[Retane]

How long had it been, he wondered as his heavy eyelids slowly cracked and forced themselves open. He had been missing from reality for some time now, fighting along side the Plain Walker, or so it was how he had remeberd. He could no longer make out what was real and what was not. Everything in his life seemed little more then a puzzle, broken into small peices, some of those peices already in place, like the fact that his own kinfolk within his own bloodline sought him out. For what reason though, he had no real answer for.

The mercenary let out a heavy huff of air as he attempted to position himself to rise. His body ached, as if it hadn't been moved for many weeks and had rusted, but the emerald warrior strained to lift his weakend body allowing his life force to pump and flow throughout himself. The cloaked warrior stared ahead, deep through the tunnel with his near penatrable eyes that were seemingly atuned to the dark light. He felt and heard his own heart rush fluids to his longed-stationary figure as he moved forward.

His senses came back to him way before the use of his skilled limbs did, and the cautious rogue stalked onward, daring any foe to cross his path as he yearned for the taste of blood. He had no idea where he was going but let his legs lead the way, through the cavern, in the direction of outside light. He had no near luck coming across anyone, except for the enemy that haunted him daily.

The sun.

The warrior squinted his eyes in pain and instincively reached to his side, producing a black mask with green slits for eyes. Silently he placed the covering over his head and looked out, the green slits allowing the humanoid slug to look around without any pain the sun or any bright lights would cause him. He stood about a mountain, towering far above a crowded city taking in the scene quietly, trying to rember how he had gotten there.

His thoughts were averted as he looked directly below him, at a curious line of what looked like fighters. A banner waved in the wind, it's lettering designed as dripping blood read 'Dantes Abyss 2007!!!' The mercenary stepped from his ledge and began his decent.

A flash of mental images passed through the aliens mind; His first fight, the first fight of the battle with 17; His first kill was a saiyan named Nappa as he betrayed him, an ally with the flick of a card; Then allying with Android 20 and Krillin; Watching Metal Koola destroy another of their allies; Also his own death, delivered by Olibu, a mere human.

The dark figure approached the lin as he touched down, passing most of those in front and pushing himself past the human in the front of the line.

"Name, Race and Skill Level sir", asked the female at the desk. The rogue looked at her from beneath his hood and mask, emitting a low growl and turned around. An orb formed in each hand, one pitch black, the other glowing white. He looked back at the pissed off faces and smirked, slamming the two together. A beam shot out in a straight beam, tearing at everyone in his way.

The mercenary gritted his teeth flexed his muscles and tried to force them together even more, the screams of pain and agony only fueled his desire to kill even more. The renegade released the orbs, his arms still weak from the cavern.

The mercenary turned about and raised his mask, showing his emerald skin, "My name, is Retane."

Everything was coming back to him.