[D] Fusion heads out

[Burter]

PCs: Vejita I, Akane, Reijin, Pigero, Grandpa Gohan


Fusion has arrived at the Temple of the Moon

[Nori]

Akane stared at the Temple of the Moon; her eyes glinting in interest. She had seen the place from the maps of Syntech; had heard about it all in the Dante Screens, the planning. But that was all a delusion to the might and superiority of what was the temple; a ancient place of worship, of which rarely existed in the world now days. A huge temple of marble, littering the landscape with its majestic beauty. Even the childlike Akane could not stop in awe, her mouth opening as the majority of the soldiers continued their march; intent on the goal.

A arm reached out and grabbed her, pulling her towards him. Caught in the moment the youth suddenly found herself hanging in the air by the back of her shirt, lifted off her feet by the strange man. Lifting her up higher she found herself face to face with the man, who she instantly recognized as the man she had fought before. Reijin, she believed his name was. She had caught him staring at her a little in the port town, although she thought nothing of it; simply chalking it up to simple interest. Now she thought differently, gulping. Kicking and throwing her arms out in the air she rose her voice, although catching no interest from the other soldiers.

?Let me down you big bully! Get your hands off of me! I will scream so loud your ear drums will pop! I will cry so much you will drow-..?

The threats of the young fighter were suddenly interrupted however by a finger places on her lips by the strong fighter, silencing her. Looking over her body he spoke, talking into her face. ?Keep up the pace, soldier, or find yourself falling far behind.?

Setting her down Reijin continued, with the slightly dazed Akane staring after him. After only a few moments however the golden angel decided to follow the interesting man; all fear of him leaving her body with one sure step forward, after another, after another. Enjoying the game as she acted like a Ninja, being all secretive and such, hiding in the shadows and behind other soldiers. Perhaps looking for a time to pounce on the man like a kitten, and knock him into a pile of leaves, or something of that nature.

[Old Pigero]

Walking with a group of the soldiers of Dante, the boy was interrupted by a shrill screech. The sound was a little too familiar and he cocked his head backwards, not caring too much. He saw the blue haired deity grabbing up Akane into the air. Swinging around, his hair flushed through the air and he soon found himself far behind the soldiers. They were gone, and he was alone. Now, he felt quite embarrassed and walked over to the girl around his age. His Lieutenant
Put her down, and he felt a sense of calm.

Now, she had drifted off and Reijin was not in sight anymore. Closing his eyes he let out a long sigh, she was sifting through the air like a child ninja. She was so immature that it sickened Pigero, but it was because of jealously. Why she was able to act like such a child, and barely train and yet she still surpassed him in every aspect! He loathed her, and yet he wanted to know so badly how she did it.

Once he reached a whole new plateau of power, she had already gotten farther up the staircase. He screamed silently, cursing at his own weakness.

His eyes gazed upon the temple, and he smiled in victory. Dante?s force seemed to be totally dominating, but was he truly giving his 100 percent? Not really, and it sickened him. He hadn?t been able to control the power he had gained, but none the less he had it.

The obsidian haired boy?s ears twitched. He cocked his head to the left and then to the right, finding nothing he continued walking. This time his eyes scanned the ground, and he saw a breeze pass the ground as if a high speed object had just passed. Sighing heavily he figured it was his paranoia, and he briskly sped up his pace.

[Nori]

Leaping from shadow to shadow the young lady creeped; as silent as a assassin, her footsteps making as little noise as possible. She had been stalking Reijin for some time, her expert ninja skills allowing her not to be seen by the strong man, who undoubtly would either flip out at her, or think that Akane was a real assassin and fight her again. While the prospect of fighting the Saiyan was indeed riveting, she didn?t feel like being gagged, tied to a pole, and beaten again; even if it was only for a short time.

Jumping up into a tree she let Reijin walk far ahead of her, watching the soldiers march by. Her stomach was grumbling at her of course, complaining that she hadn?t eaten since she had left the port. Of course she had brought food; to not do so was torture for the young girl, she simply wouldn?t try it. Removing a peach from her shirt the hidden angel took a bite of her peach, letting the juices flow down her chin. Licking her lips she took another bite. Then another. Then another, and another. Swiftly the peach was devoured, the core the only remnant of what had once been a delicious fruit.

Sighing she laid back in the tree, thinking about how she would have to catch up soon. Akane was only a soldier, so it wouldn?t do to be caught straggling. Stretching the youth paused, catching her breath. She heard footsteps, the running of some being.

A assassin!

Peeking out of the branches of the tree she noticed a young man running along the path with great swiftness, his feet a blur. Figuring it was her duty to protect her commanding officer the young soldier leaped out of the tree, hurling herself into danger. Hitting the man hard in the chest the female tackled him, rolling with him on the ground, the man trying to fight her off. Rolling towards a tree resulted in the figure hitting his head hard on it, making him pause, the fight taken out of him. Stepping on to her feet Akane stared down at the assassin, speaking to him.

?I won?t let you hurt my allies! You villainous person who has no respect of any forms of lif-? She paused, staring back down at the figure. Her eyes lightning up quickly. ?Pigero! I haven?t seen you in forever! What are you doing sneaking around like that, trying to kill our officers! For shame! What would your father say, no wait, your mother! She would be ashamed! I mean uh..?

Pigero stared back up at her, flames kindling in his eyes. Starting to edge away from the man Akane continued to speak, although hesitantly. ?I mean uh, anyone could have thought you were a assassin because your that *cool* and all.?

Edging farther away the golden haired female turn and ran away from Pigero, heading in the direction that the army was marching, the boy leaping on his feet, quickly taking chase to the girl. Yelling after her.

?Get back here!? Along with words that would make his mother faint.

[Grandpa Gohan]

?Ah, so we?ve finally arrived at the Temple of the Moon? the feeble old man had said to himself. He looked on, awestruck at the beauty of the temple. Once again Gohan had been called into duty by the leaders of Dante. He didn?t mind though, it was becoming quite boring, just sitting around the port, even though he enjoyed himself sitting and watching the vast azure ocean. Twelve days, since the start of DA: C, it seemed like it had been way more, war had a way of doing that to people.

People on the front line of any war, if you asked them; they would say that a day felt like a week, a week a month, and a month a year. It was slow time; the only thing that really compared was that of prison. That was something that the old man never wanted to experience, although he wouldn?t have a hard time surviving it, he was definitely a free spirit. The aged human was like that of a bird, something free, and something that shouldn?t be caged.

From what he had heard, battle would soon be upon them again. Thoughts of the other armies began to grow in the mind of Gohan. How were the other armies fairing? Nappa, the saiyan warrior that he had met in the lounge, was he still alive? Or was he dead. He hoped it wasn?t the latter; he had rather enjoyed the fellow, and wouldn?t want to see him die. Granted though, if it came down to the old man and the saiya-jin warrior, Gohan would try his damnedest to kill him.

The newest addition to the Fusion unit was another kid. JUST what Gohan needed, another youngin? on the battlefield. She had a similar power as the other youth of the group, and fellow captain, Pigero. Pigero who had saved him from a devastating wound during the first battle; he had earned Gohan respect, which was not an easy task. He respected him as a warrior, and such a title as ?kid? did not befit him. He was Gohan?s comrade.

The mask, which Gohan kept in his pocket, was like a key to another person, while he was on the battlefield he wore the mask, like it somehow justified what he was doing. Whilst no one actually died in the competition, it didn?t change the fact that you still had to defeat them, defeat them and every one of their moves, no matter how cheap they might seem. You still had to watch them die and fade away by your hands. The mask was slowly becoming an icon of the man, as though he could simply remove the death by his hands, simply by taking it off.

As the Dante forces went along, he did notice the new addition, Akane, a pre-teen at most. Thoughts of when he first saw Pigero flooded his mind, was Akane a good fighter? Or would she just simply prove to be a burden upon them. He had yet to figure that out, the only other relations he had with her, was back in the Syntech lounge, when he had asked for a peach. Apart from that the stout man didn?t know her from any other tom, Dick, or Harry in the world.

Akane was playing the part of a ninja, bobbing and weaving between soldiers, bushes, as though no one could see her. The small youth was clearly stalking someone, although he didn?t know who, he assumed it was Reijin, since he WAS the one who defeated her in battle after all. ?Children must play? he thought to himself, knowing the saying all too well, having heard it many a time throughout his own. Gohan laughed at himself for a moment, as if he had made some kind of funny.

[Old Pigero]

His anger flushed as again he outmatched her. He took pride in the fact that he could outrun almost anyone, but again this girl beat him! Letting out yelps and screams at her he dashed through the air at her, and his body vanished. She had been laughing as she ran, and didn?t notice when he appeared in front of her. Her body collided with his tackling him to the ground.

?Ugh!? the both yelled, and Pigero threw the girl off of him.

?What the hell are you doing? You are the most annoying waste of space I have ever seen!? he insulted, flushed in anger.

Before she could respond he stood up and turned toward the temple. She had reached her feet, but he was gone through the air and toward his destination, the temple.

His eyes scanned over the marble beauty, and he looked around to see the soldiers of his army. A cocky grin slid over his face, his thoughts of superiority filling his big head once again. He looked upon the weaklings, comparing them to him and always coming up the superior. Pigero let out a laugh upon them as he leaned across a tree. His eyes slid down, slipping into a light slumber.

?Enemies, prepare to feel the wrath of the great Pigero. I shall squish you under my great power, and watch you squirm and beg until you reach the end,? the boy dreamt.

His dreams were flooded with the boy destroying soldiers of Syntech, Outcasts, and United their blood littering the battle field. Their colored attire turned to the crimson red of their blood. Then, the only one left standing was the onyx haired champion, cackling in triumph. Out of the army though, walked a familiar woman.

?A-Akane, why are you so powerful? I hate you! I hate your strength and power! Le-? as he yelled, the girl?s hand was thrusted through his chest the blood spurting down his thighs. ?No.. no??

?You?re too weak Pigero! Just a little boy, stupid weak-? she yelled, but was cut off by his hand grasping her throat.

?Wrong again little girl, I?m not weak? Now prepare to die!? he yelled, his hand glowing with energy.

In a quick movement she took her hand out and broke the wrist of the boy, and slammed him to the ground. Her arm infused with ki slashed at the back of his neck for a guillotining finale. Yelling in defeat, Pigero?s eyes flashed open.

?It was just a dream?? he murmured.

OOC- bleh

[Nori]

Running in the marching line of soldiers Akane collided with someone; the result in which was her being jostled to her senses, falling backwards; barely able to catch herself in time. Sliding on her feet the young girl found herself face to face with a angry old man, his eyes kindling with a inner fire. Edging away from him as he yelled at her Akane eyed the ground. ?Watch where you are walking, child!?

?Are you the man who was penetrated by another man?? She inquired, looking up at the old timer with a bright smile on her face. Grandpa Gohan could do little but blush, slight anger filling his eyes by the implication she had set. The young girl simply rested her hand on his shoulder, patting him reassuringly. ?I won?t judge you. I promise.?

The dark coals that were Gohan?s eyes ignited, and continuing to edge backwards the young human being to look around, taking in her surroundings. ?Eeep!? She called out, and in a instant she vanished, moving so fast a afterimage of herself was left behind. The result was her sitting in a tree, looking down as the old man stormed off, resulting in a gulp from the young lady. She would have to try to apologize to him later.

Spying Pigero laying down by the temple Akane leapt down from the tree she was hiding in, sneaking around quietly to avoid any detection from the young man. Gaining ground on the man quickly she leapt on him as she drew nearer, wrestling with him on the thick grass. After a several minute long struggle the result was of the young girl sitting on his chest, looking down at his face as she beamed at him. Giggling she called out to him.

?Hiya Pigero! Its me, Akane? Remember me!?

She poked him in the cheek; probingly.