Day One: Evening

[Paragus]

The sun was finally beginning to set on Dante. The saiyan elite playfully poked the soil with a twig he found. It wouldnt be long before complete darkness and then the real hunters would come out. The group had decided to settle down for a little bit before going back on the move. A growling noise bellowed from his stomach.

The saiyan reached down next to him and pulled a piece of bread from his bag. It was hard around the edges, but the core of the loaf was soft. Sitting on the rock across from him was Yamu, who was twirling ?Kari? around on the floor. Jeice was to his left, he was taking a close examination of his saiba seed.

A couple of crumbs fell down on the elders lap, but he quickly brushed them away. Never had a piece of bread ever tasted so good, but the party in his mouth was quickly interrupted by a voice everyone dreads to hear.

"Don't sleep on me yet, folks, I've still got an update for ya! After I'm done, you can tuck yourselves in - if you trust your friends to watch you sleep, that is.?

Jeice suddenly looked up to the sky and awaited what else he had to say. The saiyan lightly chomped on his bread so, not really caring what the host of the deadly game had to say. The veiny headed warrior chucked a rock into the ground.

?I hate this guy.? He mumbled holding Kari in front of his face.

?Here is the death list.?

#08 Gokua
#17 Minoshia

A cringe came across Yamu?s face when Minoshia echoed throughout the island. A flood of painful visions raced through the saiyans mind. He reached down and grabbed his arm remembering what the powerful Konat had done to him.

#36 Bulma
#45 Krug

Bulma. There was an awkward silence in the trio. Her machine gun rested across the saiyans lap. Though they avenged her death, he couldnt help but feel unsatisfied with it. Para lifted the machine gun and posed as if he was aiming it at someone.

?Next person I take out with this thing will be for Bulma.?

The one-eyed saiyan?s comrades had no problem with that.