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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    Alt Dash rams one creature, trying to fight it as another reaches up and tries to grab and crush Sarada.
    With her reflexes heightened to levels beyond the normal, Sarada was able to dodge the incoming grab and landed on the creature's wrist. Using it as a ramp to her intended target, she sprinted at full speed up the length of its arm, her own hand glowing a bright crimson as more ki was channeled into it. Once she was up to its shoulder, she leaped up for its head and drew her hand back. "Take this! CRIMSON FIST!
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    Meanwhile, the severed arm holding Banefire suddenly sprouts tendrils and pulls itself out of the way of the incoming attacks, scurrying towards Altrinna.
    "Tch!" The dismembered hand had a mind of its own, sprouting tendrils to preserve its existence and scurry back to its owner. She had seen nothing like it in her life. In her experience, once a limb was detached, that was it; unless it was mechanical, of course. This... this was new.

    And it was irritating.

    Parsley couldn't let Altrina get that gun back, not while the others were finally starting to make some headway.

    She swallowed and flew after it. There was only one way to keep it away, and that was to take it herself. It was stupid, sure, but what else could she do?

    When she was close enough, she dove down and made a grab for Banefire.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cyke View Post
    Feeling his body not just reenergized, but then some, he muttered under his breath, "Thank you, friends. May the gods help us..."

    With renewed vigor, he blasts off, right behind Dash as promised, taking advantage of the slipstream trailing in the rainbow warrior's wake. He breaks off from the wake once he's close enough, and barrel rolls to dodge some of the chunks of Earth that Altrinna had flung.

    Finally reaching Erosa, he leap frogs over her shoulders with a declaration: "Erosa! I AM HERE!" turning the leap into a corkscrew twist until he stops by Altrinna, grabbing her by the upper arms.

    "Etrina! Listen to me! I'm not here to hurt you! My offer to help you still stands! I ask you to look me in the eyes to see my truth and honesty!"

    Bring his head closer to hers, Zaofan stares deeply, intensely, intentionally, into her eyes. Though she is not truly his beloved, she is still an Etrina nonetheless, and Zaofan's concern is sympathetic and true.

    As his pupils match hers, even for a split second, he focuses intently on her core being. He forces his eyes to remain open, as he whispers:

    "Ruby Taiyoken!"

    A point blank but physically harmless solar flare, aimed at her heart and soul, aiming for whatever darkness dwells within.
    As soon as Zaofan made contact with Altrina, Dash altered her trajectory and began a wide, high speed circuit around them. Circling the two as she did, she created a barrier that prevented the corrupted Time Mage from regaining control over the gun or going after anyone else. All the while making sure that Zaofan remained powered up. At least that was her intention.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Sub-Zero MKA View Post
    "Tch!" The dismembered hand had a mind of its own, sprouting tendrils to preserve its existence and scurry back to its owner. She had seen nothing like it in her life. In her experience, once a limb was detached, that was it; unless it was mechanical, of course. This... this was new.

    And it was irritating.

    Parsley couldn't let Altrina get that gun back, not while the others were finally starting to make some headway.

    She swallowed and flew after it. There was only one way to keep it away, and that was to take it herself. It was stupid, sure, but what else could she do?

    When she was close enough, she dove down and made a grab for Banefire.
    As she closed in, the gun turns and points right at her.

    And fires.

    A shout of “Mom!” echoes across the sky as Garnish plows into Parsley, knocking her out of the way and taking the bullet herself. In an odd recreation to Jack taking the bullet for Sarada, the super saiyan wraps her arms around Parsley’s as they roll across the ground.

    Laying over her, Parsley can see a sick darkness spreading from the chest shot Garnish took. The young girl looks down at Parsley, tears in her eyes.

    “Mom?”

    She rolls off her, gasping in pain. She holds her hand out towards Parsley, but then it falls limp as the light starts to go out of her eyes.

    Ika screams as she darts down towards her sister.

    “Garnish! Gar! Please please, no no no!”
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    Altrinna howls as the crimson light burns into her. Her entire body shudders, the form morphing and a hand shoots out of its mouth, desperately seeking Zaofan’s.

    The hand is weak as it grasps him, but he gets the impression he should pull.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    As she closed in, the gun turns and points right at her.

    And fires.

    A shout of “Mom!” echoes across the sky as Garnish plows into Parsley, knocking her out of the way and taking the bullet herself. In an odd recreation to Jack taking the bullet for Sarada, the super saiyan wraps her arms around Parsley’s as they roll across the ground.

    Laying over her, Parsley can see a sick darkness spreading from the chest shot Garnish took. The young girl looks down at Parsley, tears in her eyes.

    “Mom?”

    She rolls off her, gasping in pain. She holds her hand out towards Parsley, but then it falls limp as the light starts to go out of her eyes.

    Ika screams as she darts down towards her sister.

    “Garnish! Gar! Please please, no no no!”
    Parsley hadn't been particularly worried when she noticed the gun turn on her and fire. She was, after all, bulletproof and was more than fast enough to dodge a bullet, even at this close range. And yet, it appeared that this one was a fair bit faster than the usual ones.

    Oh, well; she could just tank it and go one about her business.

    And yet, there was something in the back of her skull; an overwhelmingly nagging sensation that was screaming that her life was in danger. Was it the gun? What the hell was with this thi-OOF!

    Before she could complete her thought, or act to preserve her life, something slammed into her just as the bullet from the gun hit the space she had been occupying just literal moments earlier.

    As she and they rolled to a stop, she got a good look at her savior.

    "Garnish?" Her daughter from this timeline. The pain in her eyes, the shortness of breathe... what?

    The darkness spreading throughout her body, originating from the gaping wound in her chest.

    "...Why?" The girl's hand fell limp just before it could reach her. Before it fell to the side, Parsley grabbed it and held it tightly. "Why?" she repeated. Why would this child, with her entire life ahead of her, more power than Parsley could possibly imagine, sacrifice herself... for Parsley? It made no sense. Parsley wasn't her mother, she was just... a version of her mother.

    The mother she watched die years ago.

    They had only just met, yet this girl still... "Damn it. DAMN IT!! Why would you do this? I'm not worth it!"
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    Quote Originally Posted by Sub-Zero MKA View Post
    Parsley hadn't been particularly worried when she noticed the gun turn on her and fire. She was, after all, bulletproof and was more than fast enough to dodge a bullet, even at this close range. And yet, it appeared that this one was a fair bit faster than the usual ones.

    Oh, well; she could just tank it and go one about her business.

    And yet, there was something in the back of her skull; an overwhelmingly nagging sensation that was screaming that her life was in danger. Was it the gun? What the hell was with this thi-OOF!

    Before she could complete her thought, or act to preserve her life, something slammed into her just as the bullet from the gun hit the space she had been occupying just literal moments earlier.

    As she and they rolled to a stop, she got a good look at her savior.

    "Garnish?" Her daughter from this timeline. The pain in her eyes, the shortness of breathe... what?

    The darkness spreading throughout her body, originating from the gaping wound in her chest.

    "...Why?" The girl's hand fell limp just before it could reach her. Before it fell to the side, Parsley grabbed it and held it tightly. "Why?" she repeated. Why would this child, with her entire life ahead of her, more power than Parsley could possibly imagine, sacrifice herself... for Parsley? It made no sense. Parsley wasn't her mother, she was just... a version of her mother.

    The mother she watched die years ago.

    They had only just met, yet this girl still... "Damn it. DAMN IT!! Why would you do this? I'm not worth it!"
    There it is. That crackling yellow light. It’s there, inside Parsley.

    She can feel it, whirling, aching to be grabbed.

    It is up to Parsley if she reaches for that power or not.
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    Ika grabs her sister’s hand, weeping, one arm hanging useless. Sparks crackle in her power aura as her grief starts to take hold.

    And anger.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    Altrinna howls as the crimson light burns into her. Her entire body shudders, the form morphing and a hand shoots out of its mouth, desperately seeking Zaofan’s.

    The hand is weak as it grasps him, but he gets the impression he should pull.
    Just a bit startled by the hand coming from Etrina's mouth, Zaofan's own mouth opens up in reflexive shock and habit, until two of the fingers enter his mouth and the thumb presses under his chin. Further reflex and habit dictates that he close his lips around the fingers.

    "!!!"

    Oh, that feels familiar...No, wait...!

    "Etrina!"

    With a tight dual grip, he grabs hold of the new hand and separates the hand from his mouth. His aura flares up, and he pulls back with flight.

    "C'mon!" he yells as he pulls desperately.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Cyke View Post
    Just a bit startled by the hand coming from Etrina's mouth, Zaofan's own mouth opens up in reflexive shock and habit, until two of the fingers enter his mouth and the thumb presses under his chin. Further reflex and habit dictates that he close his lips around the fingers.

    "!!!"

    Oh, that feels familiar...No, wait...!

    "Etrina!"

    With a tight dual grip, he grabs hold of the new hand and separates the hand from his mouth. His aura flares up, and he pulls back with flight.

    "C'mon!" he yells as he pulls desperately.
    Seeing this, Dash bee-lines to Zaofan. Wrapping her arms around him, she adds her strength to his, and pulls as well.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cyke View Post
    Just a bit startled by the hand coming from Etrina's mouth, Zaofan's own mouth opens up in reflexive shock and habit, until two of the fingers enter his mouth and the thumb presses under his chin. Further reflex and habit dictates that he close his lips around the fingers.

    "!!!"

    Oh, that feels familiar...No, wait...!

    "Etrina!"

    With a tight dual grip, he grabs hold of the new hand and separates the hand from his mouth. His aura flares up, and he pulls back with flight.

    "C'mon!" he yells as he pulls desperately.
    Alt Dash grabs hold too and pulls, and with a sickening ripping sound Altrinna’s body is ripped apart as a thinner, frailer Etrina, more familiar looking, falls into Zaofan’s arms. She seems untainted, but alive and for a brief moment pats his face before falling unconscious.

    Meanwhile the left over body she was ripped from forms into a sickening dark humanoid mass.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    There it is. That crackling yellow light. It’s there, inside Parsley.

    She can feel it, whirling, aching to be grabbed.

    It is up to Parsley if she reaches for that power or not.
    Deep within the dank, pitch black depths encompassing Parsley's agony and guilt - more guilt added to the guilt she already had weighing down on her - a spark of light illuminated the darkness like the sunrise in the waning hours of night. It was there, the self-same spark that helped her resist the psychic urges enough to stand on her own two feet. It called out to her, thrumming in the distance like the war drums of an overwhelmingly powerful army as it made its ominous march toward battle.

    This wasn't how it was suppose to go.

    She was supposed to achieve this power through intense training and perseverance. It was supposed to be the crowing achievement of her entire life's work, the culmination of her status as an Ultra Elite prodigy in an era where Saiyans had finally turned away from their wicked ways. She was supposed to be the gold standard.

    Instead, her ascension came at the cost of a girl she had just met, who saw enough of the mother she lost in Parsley to actually sacrifice her life. For hers. All because of the idiots around her couldn't give her one goddamn bit of information when she asked for it!

    Because of their negligence and her own boundless stupidity - she must have switched brains with her sister when she wasn't looking - Garnish was dying. Even now, Parsley could feel the girl's life-force slipping away, her PL dropping. Soon, it would be nothing, and she would be dead.

    Because of her.

    It was Parsley's fault Garnish was dying.

    Her eyes squeezed shut as tears started to stream down her face. "Damn it," she choked out.

    The gold spark, the flame that powered her through an impossible task, wanted to be embraced.

    Parsley accepted.

    With a roar so bestial and primal, she accepted, and let the power explode within her.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Sub-Zero MKA View Post
    Deep within the dank, pitch black depths encompassing Parsley's agony and guilt - more guilt added to the guilt she already had weighing down on her - a spark of light illuminated the darkness like the sunrise in the waning hours of night. It was there, the self-same spark that helped her resist the psychic urges enough to stand on her own two feet. It called out to her, thrumming in the distance like the war drums of an overwhelmingly powerful army as it made its ominous march toward battle.

    This wasn't how it was suppose to go.

    She was supposed to achieve this power through intense training and perseverance. It was supposed to be the crowing achievement of her entire life's work, the culmination of her status as an Ultra Elite prodigy in an era where Saiyans had finally turned away from their wicked ways. She was supposed to be the gold standard.

    Instead, her ascension came at the cost of a girl she had just met, who saw enough of the mother she lost in Parsley to actually sacrifice her life. For hers. All because of the idiots around her couldn't give her one goddamn bit of information when she asked for it!

    Because of their negligence and her own boundless stupidity - she must have switched brains with her sister when she wasn't looking - Garnish was dying. Even now, Parsley could feel the girl's life-force slipping away, her PL dropping. Soon, it would be nothing, and she would be dead.

    Because of her.

    It was Parsley's fault Garnish was dying.

    Her eyes squeezed shut as tears started to stream down her face. "Damn it," she choked out.

    The gold spark, the flame that powered her through an impossible task, wanted to be embraced.

    Parsley accepted.

    With a roar so bestial and primal, she accepted, and let the power explode within her.

    Alt Ochazuke lands, hand glowing and places it on Garnish’s wound. The darkness seems to stop and retract, Garnish’s power level steadily leveling out.

    “She’ll live.” He says to Ika, who much like Parsley has surrounded herself in a golden aura. Unlike the full Saiyan, her hair remains black. She has not truly ascended, but has achieved a half state.
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    Sarada, the remaining monster collapses and disappears as it is drained by the black humanoid mass that was Altrinna. It absorbs the animating power and smiles.

    It starts to grow.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
    Alt Dash grabs hold too and pulls, and with a sickening ripping sound Altrinna’s body is ripped apart as a thinner, frailer Etrina, more familiar looking, falls into Zaofan’s arms. She seems untainted, but alive and for a brief moment pats his face before falling unconscious.

    Meanwhile the left over body she was ripped from forms into a sickening dark humanoid mass.
    "Oh, Mistress..." he says with comfort, cradling her I his arms.

    He then turns to the Dashes, plural. "I'm going to get her to safety! I trust you'll all have plenty of faces to punch!"

    Zaofan's knees bend as his aura ignites. He leaps up and turns into a red comet with the Dynamite Comet, blasting off at best possible speed away from the battle.

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