Day One: Morning

[Retane]

The mercenary moved swiftly, the night starting to wane. The skies began to give way to the violet horizon and the moon had been slowly withering away into to it's hole as the bullying sun crept ever closer. Retane knew all to well that his best advantage was giving way as light would soon uncover the land and make him a better target for those that desired to see him vanquished. Even still, sunlight or darkness, he was still as feral and as dangerous as ever.

Sliding and ducking into a crouch, the renegade had spotted someone moving casually in his direction. The merc strained his eyes as he ducked his head lower. The figure carried his bag across his back and seemed to slowly look around at his surroundings. Retane smirked with pleasure as he had possibly found a stronger canidate that might be able to fullfill give him answers.

The emerald namekian stood up then, feeling that the terrain surrounding them wouldn't give him the advantage of surprise and decided that a more frontal engagement would fit the situation.

"Tell me, why did you come here? What does The Abyss mean to you? Tell me and perhaps I shall think about letting you live," barked the sturdy namekian.

The stranger, paused and it was then that Retane recognized him. The usual orange and black clad clothing. Ears even bigger then his own. The pasty mohekianed head.

"T-Tapion?"

" Hey Retane! You had me worried there for a moment! Long time no see huh?"

Retane was at a loss for words. It had been a year ago since he had seen the Konat. Just a year ago, he watched him die in his arms with his battered and deformed body. Now, like an angel, he stood before him again, with that same innocence and joy he had had once before.

"Whats wrong Ret, you look like you saw a ghost?"

"You're alive? But you died..." Retane's mind went blanke

Tapion raised a curious eye and laughed as he scratched his head, "Yea , funny thing about that. I was reformed in a lab, you know. Didn't you have the same thing happen to you?"

"I went to Hell." Retane's voice was solemn as he spoke. It was as if everything he had remembered was vaulted shut into his head, leaving his thinking process to give a blank.

"Oh, well, sorry about that. How about we try it again then freind? Make it to the top this time?"

Retane watched as Tapion offered his hand with a smile. Retane yeilded for a few moments, remembering that thoguh their freindship had caused many others death, his own pain and hurt had come from the abrupt ending of the duo, as it had become a solo war path in the end. Could he really do it again? What if they failed again? There were stronger this time were they not? Perhaps Tapion could even help him find his answers?

Retane's flooded mind was soon put to rest as he figured that there was only one way to find out.

He accepted the hand of his comrad, and the Destructive Duo was on a path of chaos again.