Day One: Early Morning

[Burter]

Face to Face

Bardock, Reijin, Violet

Always the hunter, it was Bardock who found him first. Along the hills of the island, there was a lone saiyan camping around near a cliff, which fell down into another hill sloping upwards. Immediately, his scouter recognized the man as one of the most popular in the Abyss...Reijin. One of the top tier candidates in every competition. He stalked carefully behind the trees just off the cliff, watching to see what the man did.

Reijin, for his part, was standing just off of the cliff, seemingly irritated by his situation. In his hand was a three-pronged pitchfork, standing about the same size as himself. Near him was his bag, just under a baby tree. He hadn't laid out any of his supplies like most people who camp out, obviously ready to be on the move. His saiyan smell peaked for a moment and he looked over his shoulder. "Who's there?"

Bardock tensed, but he didn't move.

"I can smell you, saiyan," Reijin said firmly. He turned his body around, pointed the pitchfork forward into the trees. "Come out or I'll burn you out."

For a very brief moment, Bardock considered running. But that thought quickly left his mind...after all, saiyans don't run. Ever. So with that thought in mind, the '07 champion stepped forward, revealing himself out of the shadows of the trees. He was holding his bag over his shoulder and a thin, sharpened axe in the opposite hand. There was no greeting. There was no need.

No words were exchanged as the two sized each other up. What was there to say? Reijin lived for fights like this...fights where he could prove to himself that he was worth something. Bardock lived for the thrill of the hunt, and what better way to start off the game then to make the biggest catch of them all?

"I suggest you leave," Reijin told the champion.

"Heh," Bardock responded.

"Last chance," the lone man warned his fellow saiyan.

The hunter shook his head as he threw his bag down. With a smirk, revealing his fangs, Bardock stretched out the arm that was previously holding his bag. For a moment, he pondered what to say, and then knew just what would get all of the gidday fanboys watching him right now pumped. "Come get some."

Both men moved forward. Bardock flung his ax like a madman, not really thinking about style or grace. On the other way, Reijin moved like he was dancing, easily dodging every throw of the blade by simply leaning backwards or to the side. Finally when Bardock ducked to slash at Rei's legs, Reijin lept up over the blade and then smacked Bar right in the head with the end of his pitchfork.

With a growl, Bardock rose back onto his fight, not having to take a defensive position, which was not his strongest suit. Reijin slashed with the pitchfork, catching the handle of the axe between two prongs. Bardock shoved to the left, causing Reijin to open his body as his weapon was locked to his opponents. He took three punches, one to his belly, then his chest, and finally his face when he was thrown backwards, landing hard on his back.

It was time to change the battle plan. Bardock was content just continuing to exchange blows, but Reijin knew that was going to hurt the most. He looked to the cliff, and then to the hill opposite it. If he could just...

"Ha!" Bardock shouted, running forward. Reijin rolled to the left, dodging a downward thrust of the axe. He grabbed his bag and spun, smashing Bardock in the face. With his enemy stunned, Reijin ran for the cliff.

He grunted as he lept up. He expected Bardock to be watching him jump off the cliff in shock. Somehow, he managed to press his feet onto the steep hill just away from the cliff. He turned around to see Bardock...leaping after him!

Metal clanged together as the axe met the pitchfork again. Bardock hit the surface next to Reijin, again with the weapons locked. The two let their weapons back, this time with Reijin shoving his knee on Bar's arm, locking the axe down and bringing his fork upon the side of the champ's head...ripping the skin off.

Rei moved over the saiyan, holding him down by the pitchfork against his neck, his axe locked into the grassy hill. "For a champion, you're pretty pathetic." Blood gushed from Bardock's head, but in his frenzy to get out of this hold, he hardly noticed.

Just before Bardock could come up with a witty comeback (which wasn't really his forte anyway), a slicing sound came from behind Reijin. A moment later, blood spewed from his arm as a metal tip pointed from it. He let out a hiss and let his guard down just enough for Bardock to push him to the side. Reijin looked up to see a purple-haired vixen holding a gun, pulling the trigger again and impaling the upper half of the same arm.

"Agh!" Reijin grunted, hitting the surface. This time, it was Bardock's turn to move forward, but Reijin simply held up the pitchfork with his free hand, blocking the axe's attack.

Another cling sound came from Violet's gun. Reijin quickly shoved Bardock back and let out a few clicks of ki energy, using his telekinetic power to forcefully shove the nail backwards.

Violet's eyes lit up as the nail came flying at her. "Oh, shi-!" The vicious object tore into her shoulder ligament. She lost her balance, dropping off of the cliff and grabbing hold with her good arm. The nailgun remained right above her, just out of reach. "Damn! Fuck!"

Bardock's eyes went from Violet, hanging from the cliff, to Reijin, who was standing and nursing his fractured arm. Bardock could have killed him. But Violet was...damn!

"Don't follow me," Reijin warned. "Or I'll kill you."

Reijin began to run upwards, up the hill at a surprising speed given the steepness. Bardock cursed him luck and moved to get Violet down safely, along with their bags.

30 Remain

Reijin has two nails in his arm. It is unusable. Major injury

Violet has a nail in her shoulder. Minor injury

Bardock has lost an ear. Minor injury.