Day Two: Afternoon

[Retane]

Tapion and Retane had summised from the disc player, that there were powers far stronger then themselves in the game, one of them being last years Champion, the saiya-jin known as Raditzu. The other human monkey was a bit unknown to the two, ecept his name was Goku, or Kakorot as he chose. That was not what the duo wanted though. They wanted to know Pikkon's killer.

"Aha!" The konat smiled and turned the screen to the impateint namek. The assassin only glimpsed the scene at first, then did a double take and even moved closer to make sure that his eyes didn't deceive him.

"Cargo." The name was hardly heard as Retane's lips refused to move from their tightened scowl. The young namekian had been apart of Master of Assassins, and was an ally of one of the humans that helped Ret know what it really felt like to die. The assassin had no problem slaughtering innocent nameks, Cargo on the other hand, he would want to make suffer. Not in The Abyss though. No, he'd kill the pitiful slug if he met him in the game, only to weaken his resolve and insult his pride. After Dante though, that would be when the real fun began.

Turning and stalking off, the merc walked straight into the low hung limbs of a single tree in the grassy field. Chopping the limbs loose with his good hand, the mercenary only snarled as some of the limbs hung and ripped his clothes. Closer imspection of the broken vegetation and the mercenary caught sight of the thorns that protruded out of the bark. Picking them off carefully and tossing them to the ground as if he had just been insulted, Retane looked on at the tree.

"Move." Demanded the jade warrior in a whisper, his voice cold and wicked. Tapion watched the spectacle and wondered if the green guy was talking to him. That or he figured that Ret had finally snapped and lost it. The namek continued to stare ahead and a gluttorial call of annoyance muttered through his thin lips. Retane would only tell his foe once. After that, he would not have any mercy.

Placing his Nailgun on his belt, the assassin thrusted his good hand out at the tree, three chains slinging out and wrapping upon limbs. "Gotcha", is all the namek could say to his inanimate foe. Retane smiled as he watched an orb appear from thin air and slam into the trunk of the overgrown tree. As it collided, a flash of fire flared up and the trunk and body of the tree, leaving a thick trail of smoke in its wake. Though it was quick, the assassin knew the damage was dealt.

He smiled and with a simple yank, the tree leaned in his direction, it's main body, crumbling as it did. Retane suddenly realized the tree was coming at you and with a, "On no you don't, The mercenary leapt back and fell into a tumble. When he arose, the tree was dead on the ground.

Tapion just looked on, his move agape, "Are you going to take his head too?" The question was a sarcastic one but it shouldn't have been any surprise to him when Retane moved to what use to be the highest point of the giant plant.