06-13-2008, 03:49 AM
Cool air infiltrated the small camp as the trio hovered near the campfire. They were all in various states of injury, with Violet the only one without any broken limbs. The burns across her body had healed over into nice, crusty patches along her flesh, but she was still quite mobile, which was more than she could say about her two companions. The injuries seemed to not make much difference to them, because they were Saiyan, she spat inside her head. The younger man had taunted it like a silent insult at her for being less than he, as if she were nothing more than fodder for the reaping.
And Bardock, he’d respected the youth. Seething at the very thought that he could give something that she’d been working for for months away so freely, Violet bolted to her feet, a decidedly unpleasant frown weighing down on her plush lips. Her hands tightened into fists as she glanced at one man, and then the other. She grunted softly at the expression crossing her friend’s face, knowing she shouldn’t be angry over simple words, but they still pierced her heart as if he jabbed his fist straight through her chest. It had started out such a pleasant day, until this stranger came prancing in to ruin their fun.
Feh. If he didn’t die from his injuries, then surely in the next encounter, he’d definitely be a goner. They could ramble on all night about their heritage if they wanted, but she, for one, wasn’t going to sit around patiently as Bardock talked shop with the other Saiyan. “I’ll leave you two be for a while;” she murmured, trying to mask the disappointment in her voice. It almost worked.
She didn’t wait for his response, instead, she turned and headed back towards the beach, a transparent purple aura wrapping around her slim form. She felt the beast deep within her body trying to fight its way back to the surface, her flesh bubbling as it fought off the darker personality.
Diving headfirst into the moonlit waters, she paddled across its width towards the rocky shelf Bardock had perched himself upon earlier that day, and lifted herself up. Head tilting back, her gaze inched upwards along the stony wall he had ascended, memories of being flung across his shoulder as he carried her effortlessly up to the top assailing her. They’d enjoyed the late afternoon in their own way, dangerously.
Her fingertips sank into the rock, morphing into the sharp talons her ascension was known for. She’d tried to fight it, but her flickering emotions had gotten too far carried away for her to control it. Scaling the vertical wall, she hoisted her body over the side several hundred feet over the falling water, and flung herself on her back. Staring up at the deep void of a sky, peppered with tiny stars, she lost herself to the expansive darkness blanketing the island.
The tiny white lights blinked down at her as her eyes scanned them one by one. Just like every other human in the world, she was yet another star, insignificant in her commonness. What would it take to make her shine above all the others? What would make her rare in his eyes? She sighed in frustration, trying to sort through her mangled thoughts.
It was infuriating that something she worked so hard for was given away like candy to someone who simply shared the same blood. Would she be the same if she were in his shoes? Could she?
Maybe there was more to the story than she knew of, and she was wrong for her feelings, in all aspects. No, that wasn’t right. What she felt for Bardock was real, there was no denying that. Was she jealous? It wasn’t too far from the truth.
Rising to her feet, Violet lifted her gaze back to the sea of tiny stars. Her aura roared suddenly engulfing her form. She would be more than just a mediocre star. She’d be a meteor blazing across the heavens, commanding the respect of every other sentient being in the universe. The shift happened suddenly, like the flipping of a switch. One moment, she’d been just a normal human female soaking in the solitude of evening, and the next, she was a beast, her scaled tail flipping rampantly behind her while her wings expanded to their fullest, catching the breeze as it slid over her body.
“It will be mine, no matter what I have to do to earn it. I may be just a simple human to them, but damn it, I’ll make it my strength. I’ll own this weakness. I won’t give up on him. I refuse.” She swore to the heavens. Her answer was the subtle blink of a dull star, but she took it as the response it was. Her oath had been heard, and written for the entire universe to witness.
She let the beast fall back into herself, the rush of the transformation rode through her veins like a drug, intoxicating in its power. Her skin glowed like that of a newborn moon, and she stood on the precipice of rock, a beacon in the night. She refused to think that her time was coming, that this fantasy would come crashing down around her like the walls of an ancient tomb. She would earn his respect in one way or another before this tournament was over, and they both would respect her as a warrior, not just another bag of flesh and bone to be ignored.
Yes. It all sounded so perfect. A slow smile spread across her sparkling features, knowing that the end was closing in, and she would be there to greet it with open arms.
And Bardock, he’d respected the youth. Seething at the very thought that he could give something that she’d been working for for months away so freely, Violet bolted to her feet, a decidedly unpleasant frown weighing down on her plush lips. Her hands tightened into fists as she glanced at one man, and then the other. She grunted softly at the expression crossing her friend’s face, knowing she shouldn’t be angry over simple words, but they still pierced her heart as if he jabbed his fist straight through her chest. It had started out such a pleasant day, until this stranger came prancing in to ruin their fun.
Feh. If he didn’t die from his injuries, then surely in the next encounter, he’d definitely be a goner. They could ramble on all night about their heritage if they wanted, but she, for one, wasn’t going to sit around patiently as Bardock talked shop with the other Saiyan. “I’ll leave you two be for a while;” she murmured, trying to mask the disappointment in her voice. It almost worked.
She didn’t wait for his response, instead, she turned and headed back towards the beach, a transparent purple aura wrapping around her slim form. She felt the beast deep within her body trying to fight its way back to the surface, her flesh bubbling as it fought off the darker personality.
Diving headfirst into the moonlit waters, she paddled across its width towards the rocky shelf Bardock had perched himself upon earlier that day, and lifted herself up. Head tilting back, her gaze inched upwards along the stony wall he had ascended, memories of being flung across his shoulder as he carried her effortlessly up to the top assailing her. They’d enjoyed the late afternoon in their own way, dangerously.
Her fingertips sank into the rock, morphing into the sharp talons her ascension was known for. She’d tried to fight it, but her flickering emotions had gotten too far carried away for her to control it. Scaling the vertical wall, she hoisted her body over the side several hundred feet over the falling water, and flung herself on her back. Staring up at the deep void of a sky, peppered with tiny stars, she lost herself to the expansive darkness blanketing the island.
The tiny white lights blinked down at her as her eyes scanned them one by one. Just like every other human in the world, she was yet another star, insignificant in her commonness. What would it take to make her shine above all the others? What would make her rare in his eyes? She sighed in frustration, trying to sort through her mangled thoughts.
It was infuriating that something she worked so hard for was given away like candy to someone who simply shared the same blood. Would she be the same if she were in his shoes? Could she?
Maybe there was more to the story than she knew of, and she was wrong for her feelings, in all aspects. No, that wasn’t right. What she felt for Bardock was real, there was no denying that. Was she jealous? It wasn’t too far from the truth.
Rising to her feet, Violet lifted her gaze back to the sea of tiny stars. Her aura roared suddenly engulfing her form. She would be more than just a mediocre star. She’d be a meteor blazing across the heavens, commanding the respect of every other sentient being in the universe. The shift happened suddenly, like the flipping of a switch. One moment, she’d been just a normal human female soaking in the solitude of evening, and the next, she was a beast, her scaled tail flipping rampantly behind her while her wings expanded to their fullest, catching the breeze as it slid over her body.
“It will be mine, no matter what I have to do to earn it. I may be just a simple human to them, but damn it, I’ll make it my strength. I’ll own this weakness. I won’t give up on him. I refuse.” She swore to the heavens. Her answer was the subtle blink of a dull star, but she took it as the response it was. Her oath had been heard, and written for the entire universe to witness.
She let the beast fall back into herself, the rush of the transformation rode through her veins like a drug, intoxicating in its power. Her skin glowed like that of a newborn moon, and she stood on the precipice of rock, a beacon in the night. She refused to think that her time was coming, that this fantasy would come crashing down around her like the walls of an ancient tomb. She would earn his respect in one way or another before this tournament was over, and they both would respect her as a warrior, not just another bag of flesh and bone to be ignored.
Yes. It all sounded so perfect. A slow smile spread across her sparkling features, knowing that the end was closing in, and she would be there to greet it with open arms.
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