Day Five: Evening

[Yamu]

Three Arlians sat around a simple circular table in their favorite pub in Arlo. The Finals had been announced for Dante to be staged that night and the whole planet was celebrating their adopted champion Yamu making it that far. With the civil war over, everyone?s favorite liquor were now being shipped onto the planet once again and the excitement of the Abyss had given them the perfect time to celebrate, perhaps a little too much.

?Did any of you guys know, Yamu?? One of the three asked between long swings of a Saiya-Jin brandy three time as strong as anything made on their home planet.

?Yamu? Hell YES I know Yamu! I fought with him at Golgi?s Gate!? Which was a complete lie but the other two were far too drunk to remember they had all be relocated to Hivoc just before the pinnacle battle. ?To Yamu!? He shouted and they clanged their large snifters.

?You know he is over seven feet tall with arms as thick as any two man?s thighs.? The first one stated as if he had first hand knowledge.

?They say he can breathe fire!? the third one chimed in.

?He doesn?t breathe it he was made of it!? The second scolded. ?He can turn himself into a living tornado of fire!?

The first one spoke up again, ?He stands over twelve feet tell with fists the size of a normal man?s chest!?

The others nodded agreement, ?His teeth can cut diamonds!?

?They say he can smell a steak cooked rare from three miles away.?

?He has two penises.?

There a long silence after that one but the lubricant of alcohol quickly broke it up, ?He stands over twenty feet tall and can kill you with a sneeze!? The first put in again.

The second one slammed his mug for extra emphasis, ?He has written every number one song in the past six months and filled them with subliminal messages for people to worship him. And-I-do!?

?He moved Arlia two feet away from the sun this Summer so it wouldn?t be as hot!?

This time the entire bar joined in, ?To Yamu!?




Yamu was going through a checklist of his weapons. His primary going into the Finals would be his brand new Ki Shotgun as a matter of course. He checked the Ki Sand gauntlet that allowed him to keep the use of his left arm, and even ran his fingers over the smooth shaft of Kari. The pointed end of the shattered baseball bat might still come in handy in a pinch.

We made it to the Finals, Kari. We will see my Atonement met. Together.

Finally he checked his most deadly weapon of all, Koola. ?You?re feeling better now, aren?t ya Koola??

?My condition should be none of your concern, human. But?yes?I am actually better then before in fact.?

Normally Yamu would not have let someone get away with that but the fire was back into the changeling?s eyes, the same inferno the Arlian Guardian had seen when they had first met. The amethyst prince truly was ready to bring about hell. The veiny titan smirked, running a hand over his hairless head, ?You do your father a great credit by your actions. He would be proud to see you here and now. Hell, I just met you and I?m cheering for you.?

Koola?s jaw dropped just a fraction of a fraction down. He licked the inside of his mouth to get the moisture back. He had only been thinking of revenge, but the idea of making King Cold truly proud he had not thought of. ?Thank you, Yamu.? The Arlian Guardian smiled like an idiot to his new ally and gave a slight chuckle, ?What? What was funny about that, human!?

The human?s smile was still huge, ?That?s the first time you?ve called me ?Yamu? instead of ?human?.

OOC: Bill Brasky for the win.