05-24-2007, 04:12 AM
Sazuaa lay motionless on the hard rocky ground. Several hours had past since his battle with Vegeta, prince of the Saiyans, and his near fatal drop from the cliffs edge, hours which were lost to the unconscious non-transformer.
"Uhh..." An almost inaudible groan left the blonde haired aliens lips as he slowly regained consciousness. Using all the strength he had left in his battered body the alien managed to turn over onto his back. Rain poured down hectically upon the blue skinned warrior as he warily opened his eyes and squinted up at the sky. It didn't take long for him to realise he had been out for some time.
?Arrh?? The red eyed alien winced in pain as he leaned forward to sit upright. Blood slowly began to trickle from his forehead down his face. He was hurt, and not just something he could shake off either, this was serious. The worst of his injuries was his left arm, which had took most of the impact of the fall and was pretty badly broken, rendering it pretty much useless. As the non-transformer looked back up at cliff and saw just how far he fell, he wasn?t surprised at the injuries he received, if anything he was surprised to still be alive.
"AHHHH!" Sazuaa roared at the top of his lungs in a mixture of agony and anger.
Things had not went to plan to say the least, and now he was left, barely able to move in the middle of a battlefield filled with fighters in every direction who would have absolutely no qualms about finishing him off with ruthless efficiency.
?Fuck!? Sazuaa mumbled to himself. He knew he couldn?t stay where he was, it would only be a matter of time before someone spotted him laying out in the open like a sitting duck, and as soon as that happened it would be all over.
With a groan Sazuaa sluggishly manoeuvred his body around, and using his right arm he propelled himself up, shifting his weight onto his legs. His memory was alittle foggy, but he recalled a place on the map that would be ideal for him to lay low for awhile and try and recover some strength. Clutching onto his left arm gently, Sazuaa limped off towards his new destination.
"Uhh..." An almost inaudible groan left the blonde haired aliens lips as he slowly regained consciousness. Using all the strength he had left in his battered body the alien managed to turn over onto his back. Rain poured down hectically upon the blue skinned warrior as he warily opened his eyes and squinted up at the sky. It didn't take long for him to realise he had been out for some time.
?Arrh?? The red eyed alien winced in pain as he leaned forward to sit upright. Blood slowly began to trickle from his forehead down his face. He was hurt, and not just something he could shake off either, this was serious. The worst of his injuries was his left arm, which had took most of the impact of the fall and was pretty badly broken, rendering it pretty much useless. As the non-transformer looked back up at cliff and saw just how far he fell, he wasn?t surprised at the injuries he received, if anything he was surprised to still be alive.
"AHHHH!" Sazuaa roared at the top of his lungs in a mixture of agony and anger.
Things had not went to plan to say the least, and now he was left, barely able to move in the middle of a battlefield filled with fighters in every direction who would have absolutely no qualms about finishing him off with ruthless efficiency.
?Fuck!? Sazuaa mumbled to himself. He knew he couldn?t stay where he was, it would only be a matter of time before someone spotted him laying out in the open like a sitting duck, and as soon as that happened it would be all over.
With a groan Sazuaa sluggishly manoeuvred his body around, and using his right arm he propelled himself up, shifting his weight onto his legs. His memory was alittle foggy, but he recalled a place on the map that would be ideal for him to lay low for awhile and try and recover some strength. Clutching onto his left arm gently, Sazuaa limped off towards his new destination.