06-10-2007, 03:01 AM
As I close my eyes with darkness?death is all I see
Seventeen?s poem could not have summed up this brutal game any better. Cadavers littered the island and the Abyss was drawing to a close. The contest had almost been narrowed down to its final ten fighters and the short Namekian child and his head-trip partner were among them. The competition was nearing its end and Cargo was getting excited. All of the weaklings had been killed and only the strong remained. Now was when the good fights would happen. The youngster could barely control himself, but he forced himself to calm down to keep the false pretenses of his relationship intact. The android chose to stop and lay side by side in the dirt to view the oncoming sunrise.
?How about . . . uh . . . Sonny?? Cargo threw out, folding his hands behind his head. As much as he did not want to, the kid tried his best to continue the conversation to make Seventeen feel as comfortable as possible. The cybernetic warrior?s mindset didn?t make it too hard.
Eh . . . it?s too plain . . .? Seventeen responded, turning his gaze away from the horizon to look at his redheaded girlfriend. ?Who the fuck are you??
?Wha?? he uttered, befuddled. ?It?s me, Paige.?
?You are most certainly not Paige!? the enraged robot yelled, ?What the fuck did you do with her?!??
?Shit.? Cargo muttered, under his breath. It was clear that Cargo no longer looked like a attractive human woman to the android. Just a regular Namekian child.
?If you hurt her, I?ll kill you!? Rage flowed from every pore of Seventeen?s body. His power fluctuated as both of his Android upgrades were activated in rapid succession. He yanked the ki sword from his belt and, without a moment?s pause, charged Cargo. The blade wielder exclaimed cries of anger swung his weapon horizontally, aiming to slice his foe in two. Cargo barely avoided this with a nimble leap backwards, however, he was not quick enough to avoid a thunderous follow up kick to the sternum. The small child flew backwards into a large boulder, smashing it into small pebbles. Cargo was in some deep shit.
Cries of ferocity throughout the whole island as Seventeen charged in again. The cyborg reared back his ki weapon while the adolescent fighter stumbled up to his feet. As the irate android entered melee range, Cargo?s eyes met his attacker?s. The android emoted one thing.
Odium. Detestation. Hatred.
Cargo was doomed. There was no escape.
?Honey, honey wake up! The sun is rising.?
Cargo?s eyes snapped open to view his partner over top of him, stroking the top of his head to wake his dearly beloved. The moon had disappeared and the intense rays from the sun were finally peeking over the horizon to signal the morning of a new day. The Namekian started to regain his bearings. The situation was the same as before he had fallen asleep; however, he had received a cruel shock to his system.
?Shit.? he contemplated ?If I want to win this game. I can?t let that happen.?
Seventeen?s poem could not have summed up this brutal game any better. Cadavers littered the island and the Abyss was drawing to a close. The contest had almost been narrowed down to its final ten fighters and the short Namekian child and his head-trip partner were among them. The competition was nearing its end and Cargo was getting excited. All of the weaklings had been killed and only the strong remained. Now was when the good fights would happen. The youngster could barely control himself, but he forced himself to calm down to keep the false pretenses of his relationship intact. The android chose to stop and lay side by side in the dirt to view the oncoming sunrise.
?How about . . . uh . . . Sonny?? Cargo threw out, folding his hands behind his head. As much as he did not want to, the kid tried his best to continue the conversation to make Seventeen feel as comfortable as possible. The cybernetic warrior?s mindset didn?t make it too hard.
Eh . . . it?s too plain . . .? Seventeen responded, turning his gaze away from the horizon to look at his redheaded girlfriend. ?Who the fuck are you??
?Wha?? he uttered, befuddled. ?It?s me, Paige.?
?You are most certainly not Paige!? the enraged robot yelled, ?What the fuck did you do with her?!??
?Shit.? Cargo muttered, under his breath. It was clear that Cargo no longer looked like a attractive human woman to the android. Just a regular Namekian child.
?If you hurt her, I?ll kill you!? Rage flowed from every pore of Seventeen?s body. His power fluctuated as both of his Android upgrades were activated in rapid succession. He yanked the ki sword from his belt and, without a moment?s pause, charged Cargo. The blade wielder exclaimed cries of anger swung his weapon horizontally, aiming to slice his foe in two. Cargo barely avoided this with a nimble leap backwards, however, he was not quick enough to avoid a thunderous follow up kick to the sternum. The small child flew backwards into a large boulder, smashing it into small pebbles. Cargo was in some deep shit.
Cries of ferocity throughout the whole island as Seventeen charged in again. The cyborg reared back his ki weapon while the adolescent fighter stumbled up to his feet. As the irate android entered melee range, Cargo?s eyes met his attacker?s. The android emoted one thing.
Odium. Detestation. Hatred.
Cargo was doomed. There was no escape.
?Honey, honey wake up! The sun is rising.?
Cargo?s eyes snapped open to view his partner over top of him, stroking the top of his head to wake his dearly beloved. The moon had disappeared and the intense rays from the sun were finally peeking over the horizon to signal the morning of a new day. The Namekian started to regain his bearings. The situation was the same as before he had fallen asleep; however, he had received a cruel shock to his system.
?Shit.? he contemplated ?If I want to win this game. I can?t let that happen.?
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