Day One: Early Morning

[Vazko]

Very slowly, hour after hour passed by. The sun hadn't come up yet, but Vazko could see that light was just beginning to emerge from the horizon. As the young fighter continued traveling over the crumbled setting, he kept close watch on his scouter in case it picked up any nearby readings. Throughout the entire night he had been on the island, Vaz was full of adrenaline. So much that it made him feel very jumpy. Too jumpy for his liking.

Everything was so cold and quiet, and it made the halfling's paranoia grow more intense step after step. He continued having that bad feeling sit tightly in his gut, whipping his head around in every possible direction, making sure to watch out for any predators he might come across.

The silence was driving him insane. All that could be heard was the occasional chirping of crickets in the distance and his deep breathing which he tried very hard to control. Thinking about so many things at once only worsened the situation. It made Vazko feel as though he'd be taken off guard if he didn't stay focused.

Five more minutes passed by as the black-haired warrior quietly progressed forward. The moon was really a sight to see. Big and bright, it couldn't be missed when looking up at the sky. Being unprepared was what scared Vaz the most. He had never been in a tournament like this before, so he didn't have any idea how skilled his opponents would be. He just hoped that he'd at least stand somewhat of a chance. Eventually he came across a few trees, and the shadows they brought from the moon only added to the darkness in the area.

That's it. I've had enough.

Vazko quickly walked over to the nearest tree and tossed his duffel bag at the base of the trunk. He then took a deep breath and sat down next to it, pressing his back against the bark and leaning against the thick pole of nature. He figured sitting down and keeping quiet for a while wouldn't be a bad idea. At least until the break of dawn. As he sat there in dead silence, he slowly unzipped his duffel bag and took out one of the bottles of water it contained. The saiya-jin halfling then took a quick sip from it and put it back into the survival kit, zipping it back up once he was satisfied.

Hidden by the large dark shadows while underneath the tree, Vaz comfortably relaxed. The first sounds of birds chirping nearby told him that morning would be here soon. That's when he'd be back on the move. Until then he'd just sit and wait in silence, always prepared for something unexpected to occur.