Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"You have chosen death. Very well. Beginning testing. I would appreciate it if you didn't try to foolishly cling to life, I would like to compare your results to others of your kind, you seem atypical. But I doubt my companions will allow me to kill prisoners. So it would be ideal if we can conclude this before the battle ends. Personal Gravity Manipulation Apparatus." Adam starts by reducing the Nagadarr's gravity, then reversing it, trying to make it fall into the ceiling.

Nothing happens.

The massive Nagadarr remains where it stands. He grins as similar colored jackboots to his guantlets materialize and keep him in place somehow.

The air in front of Miras and Adam shimmers as the temperature shoots up and a masssive explosion occurs, attempting to blast them both backwards.

[Yun Lao]

Charco, in one move, takes his head off.

Hitting the ground with a roll, Charco grimaced once more. The impact had jarred the piece of shrapnel in his side and the effects of the Thyreophora's coming and going rendered his muscles in a seizure-like state. It was far from pleasant, but using the Thyreophora was never pleasant in the first place.

Ultimately, the commander was dead, so he couldn't complain much.

"Good job, everyone." He groaned as his body finally relaxed.

[KingofPie]

The improvised P-sta bartering ram slams into the commander they are fighting and bolls him over, specially propelled by Zaofan’s optic blast.

P-Sta leaps back to his feet in order to point dramatically.



"Alright! We have him on the ropes! With one blast of my Justice Cube, he will be incarcerated and ready for-"

Part of him had been hoping the commander had died in the blast, but such thoughts were too optimistic. Still, seeing the enemy's reaction to Held's spear was promising enough. Their shields were finite in strength, which meant that they just had to crack them open.



As Zaofan accelerated P-Sta towards the commander like a rocket, the police officer would find he had taken on a hitchhiker for his little trip. Resting on his shoulders, Charco quickly chose to add his own into the mix by powering up, the familiar bulking up his muscles, the rise of his power level, and the change of aura colors from green and orange indicating that he had tapped into the Thyreophora state.

Channeling the excess energy into his only available hand, the usually invisible Terrible Claws were dyed that bright, fiery orange only before extending out beyond their usual range, now resembling five Terrible Scythes. Pushing himself ahead of P-Sta with a Carnotaurus Charge, Charco slashes out at the commander before twisting aside to avoid his teammate's tackle.

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[Thyreophora, Second State Activated]
[PL of Attack: 12,750]
[Posts Until Detonation: None (Thyreophora energy used up in post via Terrible Scythes)]

Charco, in one move, takes his head off.

"B-but...justice...you-..." P-Sta stammered.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Nevanlinna, having seen enough of the male halfbreed for the time being, had wandered off to more closely observe the others. From afar, she'd witnessed Ishtar use that wondrous gravity spell of hers again, at a much grander intensity, as well as what transpired afterwards--namely, Sarada's attack being redirected and her subsequent... bondage. Seeing the Saiyan like that elicited a chuckle from the princess, though it... wouldn't do if such a potentially useful asset were to die here.

Drawing her sword, she assumed a high stance with it, charging ki into it, as well as drawing in ambient mana. Her sword began shining with a bright, blue-white light...

*snip*

After a brief moment, she thrust her sword forward, and the gathered, compressed energy lanced out in the form of a thin blue beam, aimed squarely at the Nagadarr commander's head--the very same one currently distracted stabbing Sarada, as well as preparing to counter the Saiyan's own knife-strike.

Eyes aglow, and skin crackling with energy, Ishtar plants her feet firmly and extends her palms towards the Nagadarr Commander, then. With his back turned, and the beam of blended energies offered by Nevanlinna ... the golden-eyed Oni was quite sure this wouldn't miss ... and in the event that it did; Ishtar wasn't quite sure it would matter. Protected from manipulation, the Ki-Lightning would maintain its cohesion and striking power until the magic backing it failed- or was turned off- at which point the compressed energies would violently detonate enveloping the target, or target(s) before the lighting disappeared in a flash as it was wont to.

A means of protection both for the planet beneath, and the woman she loved ... and one that hopefully worked as intended.

So with a hiss of pain offered from Ishtar as the energy was forced into shape and discharged, the gravitationally-bound bolt of electricity split the battlefield.

"Vairyanãm Anghu Raocah."

*snip*

The commander that stabbed Sarada batted her tail knife strike away and kicked her, breaking two ribs. Just then, Neva and Ishtar launched attacks.

When the dust settles, only Sarada’s attested form lays on the ground.

In the distance, the Nagadarr commander struggles to his feet. At the last moment, seven of his soldiers had blocked the two blasts by jumping in front of their leader. All had been dusted and the commander blasted back.

Sarada grunted when she was kicked in the ribs, but that was all the bastard was getting out of her. More pain shot through her chest as she was suddenly having trouble breathing. Every time she inhaled, she could feel something rattling around in her. Goddamn it! She was growing weaker by the second as the cocktail continued to chew away at her ki. It was getting harder for her to try and break free.

She got an idea.

But before she could execute that idea, a pair of tremendous energy blasts careened in from somewhere out of her field of vision. A massive cloud of dust and debris covered her, obscuring her vision and preventing her from seeing what was happening. All she could do was close her eyes and hope that she wasn't hit by any backlash.

The blinding flash of light and the cloud of dust both cleared, revealing her ally's good work. The commander had been blown back; evidently, his subordinates took the attack and paid the ultimate price for their loyalty. Sarada was still alive, but was still very much trapped in the harness. Her tail curled up to where the harpoons were connected and jammed the knife where they connected together, hoping to cut through them so she could at least stand up.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Sarada grunted when she was kicked in the ribs, but that was all the bastard was getting out of her. More pain shot through her chest as she was suddenly having trouble breathing. Every time she inhaled, she could feel something rattling around in her. Goddamn it! She was growing weaker by the second as the cocktail continued to chew away at her ki. It was getting harder for her to try and break free.

She got an idea.

But before she could execute that idea, a pair of tremendous energy blasts careened in from somewhere out of her field of vision. A massive cloud of dust and debris covered her, obscuring her vision and preventing her from seeing what was happening. All she could do was close her eyes and hope that she wasn't hit by any backlash.

The blinding flash of light and the cloud of dust both cleared, revealing her ally's good work. The commander had been blown back; evidently, his subordinates took the attack and paid the ultimate price for their loyalty. Sarada was still alive, but was still very much trapped in the harness. Her tail curled up to where the harpoons were connected and jammed the knife where they connected together, hoping to cut through them so she could at least stand up.

One almost gets cut, but two more Nagadarr grunts arrive and grab her trapped form. They begin dragging her away, a captured enemy, as their commander rights himself and starts his shield up again.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

P-Sta leaps back to his feet in order to point dramatically.



"Alright! We have him on the ropes! With one blast of my Justice Cube, he will be incarcerated and ready for-"







"B-but...justice...you-..." P-Sta stammered.

P-sta gets sucker punched suddenly by an enraged Nagadarr twice his size.

[KingofPie]

P-sta gets sucker punched suddenly by an enraged Nagadarr twice his size.

"OGfHaaaagH!" P-Sta gets sent flying as he's not paying attention and get sent flying in a spiral towards the wall, activating KAtchin mode again just in time to ease his landing.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

One almost gets cut, but two more Nagadarr grunts arrive and grab her trapped form. They begin dragging her away, a captured enemy, as their commander rights himself and starts his shield up again.

Sarada bit her lip in anticipation as she saw her knife nearly cut through one of the bonds. She was almost there when she was suddenly grabbed by two Nagadarr. "Hey! Put me down, assholes!"

She struggled, bucking and squirming in their grasp in hopes of forcing them to drop her. It was then that she remembered the fire energy blasts she fired earlier. They never detonated, and were likely still floating around aimless waiting for her mental commands. She narrowed them into beams and recalled them to strike the two Nagadarr grunts in any vulnerable spots that were visible.

"I am no one's spoil of war!"

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"OGfHaaaagH!" P-Sta gets sent flying as he's not paying attention and get sent flying in a spiral towards the wall, activating KAtchin mode again just in time to ease his landing.

It charges at him and bulrushes him through the wall.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Sarada bit her lip in anticipation as she saw her knife nearly cut through one of the bonds. She was almost there when she was suddenly grabbed by two Nagadarr. "Hey! Put me down, assholes!"

She struggled, bucking and squirming in their grasp in hopes of forcing them to drop her. It was then that she remembered the fire energy blasts she fired earlier. They never detonated, and were likely still floating around aimless waiting for her mental commands. She narrowed them into beams and recalled them to strike the two Nagadarr grunts in any vulnerable spots that were visible.

"I am no one's spoil of war!"

The two grunts get blasted and die, but the Commander grabs her then. He grabs her by the tail, keeping the knife trapped, and hauls her quickly away towards more Nagadarr forces amassing in the back.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

The commander that stabbed Sarada batted her tail knife strike away and kicked her, breaking two ribs. Just then, Neva and Ishtar launched attacks.

When the dust settles, only Sarada’s attested form lays on the ground.

In the distance, the Nagadarr commander struggles to his feet. At the last moment, seven of his soldiers had blocked the two blasts by jumping in front of their leader. All had been dusted and the commander blasted back.

The elation at having successfully managed a new blending of magicks and Ki on the fly was a rather short-lived thing.

When the dust settled, the Commander that had been targeted was meters from where he had been, sure, yet he was not dead. Instead, it seemed as if he had been protected by the underlings who had brought their guns to bear against the Oni after the last had died. What's more, there was a throbbing in Ishtar's chest ... one that was no doubt the doing of the commander moments before the blast; and spoke of Sarada's continued battering at the hands of the Nagadarr.

A thing that could be dealt with assuming Sarada was returned.

It was merely a matter of making that so.

One almost gets cut, but two more Nagadarr grunts arrive and grab her trapped form. They begin dragging her away, a captured enemy, as their commander rights himself and starts his shield up again.

At seeing Sarada in the hands of two Nagadarr grunts, the Oni's lip curled back in a snarl. They meant to take her, and that was, among other things ... something that would not be allowed to happen. Yet try as Sarada seemed to, there was no shaking free from the contraptions that bound her. And even worse, as the golden-eyed Oni formulated a response; the Commander who did not die meant to make off with the Saiyan.

Ishtar began building a charge again, electricity arcing from her body as she made ready to teach this Nagadarr a lesson.

Then she disappeared in a burst of electricity ...

The two grunts get blasted and die, but the Commander grabs her then. He grabs her by the tail, keeping the knife trapped, and hauls her quickly away towards more Nagadarr forces amassing in the back.

Reappearing in front of the Nagadarr Commander in another burst of electric blue.

"No."

She swung her fist then, golden-black flame erupting during its arc as she lashed out at the would be captor.

[KingofPie]

P-Sta shook his head. "Ugh...just what the heck are these guys made o-"

It charges at him and bulrushes him through the wall.

"Not...this time!" P-Sta grunted, raising his left arm and shouting, "Liberty Saber!" as a blade of ki emerges from it, as P-Sta hopes to stab through large Nagadarr's shoulder as it tackled him through the wall.

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

The commander that stabbed Sarada batted her tail knife strike away and kicked her, breaking two ribs. Just then, Neva and Ishtar launched attacks.



When the dust settles, only Sarada’s attested form lays on the ground.

In the distance, the Nagadarr commander struggles to his feet. At the last moment, seven of his soldiers had blocked the two blasts by jumping in front of their leader. All had been dusted and the commander blasted back.

One almost gets cut, but two more Nagadarr grunts arrive and grab her trapped form. They begin dragging her away, a captured enemy, as their commander rights himself and starts his shield up again.

Hm, if nothing else, Nevanlinna had to commend the loyalty of this particular commander's troops. Not many mercenaries would be willing to sacrifice their lives for a comrade, in her brief experience off her homeplanet. As the dust settled, she began to approach the trapped monkey. She had no intent of freeing her--Sarada should be capable of that herself, given time. No, that was simply where she felt like going.

As she approached, a pair of Nagadarr soldiers appeared and began to drag away the half-free Saiyan. Letting her be captured would not do, though she expected Ishtar to be along shortly to rescue her lover. Hm.

She grinned and continued advancing, cutting down any Nagadarr that attacked her. Those in the path of her advance--Sarada's abductors included--might get a sense of slow, inexorable death bearing down upon them. She could reach them faster, of course, but with Sarada's struggling, she'd catch up to them even at this pace, and she so loved inflicting that sense of doom on her enemies.

Might even make them panic and run. Now that would be funny. Ah, but now it seemed that the commander had her, so it was time to test his nerves, rather than his men's.

[Lord Falcon]

"........Blasting a hole in the hull will attract a lot of attention to our escape, we can't account for all possible counters once they know what we're trying to do. They only alternative would be to bypass the hull and shields entirely...." Etrina had a look on her face akin to one who had something very foul in her mouth that she was holding back from just spitting out to safe face. ".....My family is associated with someone who has access to planar shifting abilities that are....rather frighteningly powerful. We need not have to blow our way through the shields if we were to bypass the space all-together." She glanced to Asha'rah, then bit her lip with a downward glance. "....I have no guarantee that she's listening, though I have my suspicions. If she doesn't, we go to Asha'rahs plan. If she does....it won't be a free deal......but if it keeps these children from suffering, I can manage."

"Reminds me of my Mentor. Though I do not fear her, there other reasons why I can not call on her for help. I have already abused that privilege once too often. The decision has to be yours, Etrina, if you are the one who may pay a price for it. But we need to act quickly, I am sure that eventually our activities will be noticed. If the risk to yourself is too great, we will go with Asha'rah's plan and do our best to protect the children."

The Void. What came before Creation itself. What was driven out by the Great Founding. Asha'rah had never encountered any creatures of the void when she helped forge the universes, never had any reason to suspect other creatures were being displaced. The Void was named so because it was supposed to be precisely that - nothing. If there had been been an entire species of creatures living there, however alien and unfathomable, they would named the place, or lack of it, something else.

"The very touch of the creatures of the void threatens to break minds, and last I checked your family was not on good terms with Parsic. If we would treat with her, I would rather not do it here," Asha'rah shook her head, "once the children have cleared the ship, our allies will be able to fight without restraint against the Colossus. The Nagadaar will have far more important things to deal with than hunting down non-combatants."

[Tami]

The Void. What came before Creation itself. What was driven out by the Great Founding. Asha'rah had never encountered any creatures of the void when she helped forge the universes, never had any reason to suspect other creatures were being displaced. The Void was named so because it was supposed to be precisely that - nothing. If there had been been an entire species of creatures living there, however alien and unfathomable, they would named the place, or lack of it, something else.

"The very touch of the creatures of the void threatens to break minds, and last I checked your family was not on good terms with Parsic. If we would treat with her, I would rather not do it here," Asha'rah shook her head, "once the children have cleared the ship, our allies will be able to fight without restraint against the Colossus. The Nagadaar will have far more important things to deal with than hunting down non-combatants."

"If it was just us, I'd risk it. But this sounds too dangerous for the children to be exposed to. We will do it your way, Asha'rah." Meagan then turned slightly, "Etrina, I appreciate the idea, but I have to agree with Asha'rah on this."

She then speaks to the children and they begin to move in closer to each other, close enough to touch each other.