Day One: Morning

[Reijin]

Continued from: http://www.cdbzrpg.com/forum/showpost.ph...ostcount=3

The dawn was rising into the sky as Reijin climbed through the final section of forest into an opening of what appeared to be an abandoned city. He had intended on just focusing on his goal but there seemed to be no true point behind his actions so far...

He was simply playing the stall and survive game, which was not the way he liked to play the game. He had no one to interact with aside from the crazy voice within and was already seriously wounded.

Walking through the ruined city, he found himself glancing down at what seemed to be a shattered mirror. As expected, he saw the image of a green eyed purple haired woman temporarily shifted over his own form a moment before it faded. He caught himself studying her features for a bit longer this time before she vanished, however.

She was very beautiful, he had to give that to her, but it seemed that a portion of her face had been replaced with a bit of circuitry that ran down her cheek. He would have assumed that she was a cyborg of some sort but she'd specifically mentioned that her parents were both half breed Saiyans... Although that in no way ruled out the cyborg option.

Looking up into the city he found himself curious about exactly what had happened here. One could only assume that this city was created on this spot in this form or transported here for their amusement... But knowing the people behind these events, that could not be assured.

Finally after nearly an hour of walking in silence, he found himself clearing his throat a moment and then speaking up. "You are quiet." Another moment passed before she actually replied.

This just seems... I can't explain it quite yet. This place bothers me for reasons I'm unable to go into.

"Well then I think I just found my new home," the younger Saiyan chuckled.

To answer your thought earlier... I am no cyborg. I have however had somethings done to me that I don't wish to explain at this time. They weren't exactly pleasant, though it comes in handy now and then.

The solo fighter looked around at the shattered windows adorning a number of buildings and the empty vehicles that lay dormant on the abandoned streets. "So I take it that you have suffered a terrible childhood and get your jollies by infecting random warriors across the Northern Quadrant?"

She didn't respond immediately, so he found himself entering a building, noting a flashlight on the desk nearby as well as a few other noteable objects. While stuffing the light and other things into his bag, she finally spoke again, in her own way.

I do not expect you to be pleasant about this. However, I have no other choice. I have done nothing but help you in the past and while I do not expect you to honor a favor, I have no real option other than to request your help in due time.

"With?"

I'll get to that.

"I'm sure you will," he grumbled, sitting back into an office chair. After a moment, he bolted forward. "Wait a fucking minute. You set me up!" He jumped up from his chair and reeled around, facing another mirror on the wall and seeing her beautiful face with the shoulderlength purple hair. "I can't believe I didn't piece this together earlier."

She said absolutely nothing so he spoke again, having decided that the silence was a confirmation. "So when were you planning on telling me? And what exactly is your relation there? Sister, mother, daughter? Genetically created clone to explain the terrible childhood resulting in the facial decoration?"

...I'm not sure if I follow...

Reijin laughed triumphantly. "So how did Violet manage to set this tournament up so well for an easy win? I didn't think that bastard Bardock would have grouped up with someone in this manner but then he may not have known that Violet had someone working for her on the inside. Ah... that decietful bitch."

I think you misundersta-

"Oh nice try, Ms. Uzumaki. So what's the relation exactly? I'd just like to know exactly what type of blood you are to her and how this tournament got fixed in her favor. I'm going to bring this shit down."

I don't know what you are talking about hon-

"Bullshit. I've been there and done the mind games, and I don't care if you are in my actual mind or not, that doesn't give you this super advantage there. How the hell did a parasite being like yourself controlled by Violet seed itself within my mind nearly five years ago in that dreamworld anyways? I mean... Why would you even do that and help me claiming you need help if it was for something as low profile as this tournament, or is there something special about it that I don't know?" he continued rambling until her next words finally silenced him.

My last name is Briefs.

Reijin stopped midsentence and his words lingered as the dawn of realization sunk in. This could mean quite a few things. But it answered a few questions for him just as much as it proposed quite a few. He only had one answer though before he had to sit once more into the chair. "Oh."

So I have no idea what you were talking about.

"Oh."

You've never met me before, but my mother was Pan and my father was Trunks... before he entered the fusion in this timeline. Before you came to earth with those earrings.

She said it without anger, malice, or even regret. She simply stated facts. Reijin only had one reply as he stared into the mirror at himself, his face completely white. This was, of anything that had ever happened to him, the most unplanned for and strangest thing that he could have imagined.

"Oh."