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

[Yun Lao]

Okay.

She didn't see that coming.

As Sarada's head craned forward, intent on returning the favor and smashing Charco's face the same way he broke hers, he screamed in her face. It wasn't just an expulsion of hot air, but there was a healthy portion of ki laced in the ear-splitting shout that killed her momentum. His letting go of her hands at that exact moment resulted in her tumbling back, giving the boy some reprieve.

She rolled through and landed on her knees. "You think you're clever?!"

It was time to end this. The fight had gone on long enough. The longer it dragged out, the more Charco's stupid insults were going to erode her patience until there was nothing left but a seething mass of anger and reckless abandon.

Her aura flared, a bright purple against the madness happening all around them.

"I'm ending this right here, right now! Galick Gun!!!"

"Think myself clever? Considering you fell for that, I'm pretty sure that qualifies me as clever."

Bingo, that got her nice and pissed. Not Super Saiyan pissed, but he was happy with what he had wrought.

Sarada chose to bring out the big gun, or rather the Galick Gun, so it was only appropriate that he react in kind.

"Now that's what I wanna see! TYRANNO BLAST!!"

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"Think myself clever? Considering you fell for that, I'm pretty sure that qualifies me as clever."

Bingo, that got her nice and pissed. Not Super Saiyan pissed, but he was happy with what he had wrought.

Sarada chose to bring out the big gun, or rather the Galick Gun, so it was only appropriate that he react in kind.

"Now that's what I wanna see! TYRANNO BLAST!!"

Sarada's aura was a purple fire in the darkness, stable and firm just like her power and intentions. Her form shifted into the familiar stance, her hands cupped together. A purple orb of energy formed the outer hand, shining like a star in the dark night sky. "It's over! Galick Gun... FIRE!!!"

[Yun Lao]

Sarada's aura was a purple fire in the darkness, stable and firm just like her power and intentions. Her form shifted into the familiar stance, her hands cupped together. A purple orb of energy formed the outer hand, shining like a star in the dark night sky. "It's over! Galick Gun... FIRE!!!"

Emerald sparks excited the air around Charco, tinted by the green hue coming from the barely contained orbs of energy filling his hands. "TY..." Bringing his hands back until they were to each side of his waist, the gathered energy easily doubled if not tripled as it neared its boiling point, "... RAN..." Broken pieces of the arena floor violently rattled against the ground before rising into the air, drawn into the vacuum provided by the sudden coalescence of ki, "... NO..."

Thrusting his arms forth, the heels of his hands struck one another and like the spark of clashing flint, the volatile energy ignited, "BLAST!!!" A massive surge of energy fired towards Sarada and her Galick Gun, the recoil of it pushing Charco a good inch backward. One it reached the Galick Gun, the metaphorical jaws of the Tyranno Blast snapped down on the opposing force as the two fighters began the struggle to see who would prevail.

[MrSandman]

"Ugh, gods, I'm so bored!" Avoca lamented with a tired groan. "Why does Parsley insist on keeping me on this dump?" After all the excitement stemming from the new arrivals finally died down, she left to go explore this planet and see what it had to offer. Thus far, it was okay.

There was one fight club on the entire planet as far as she knew. The "men" there were reluctant to fight her, not after being embarrassed by the last monkey girl to find her way there. By that, she could only imagine that Sarada had happened upon this place by chance. That had been her luck the last few days. She finally found a place where she could work off her restlessness, only to be turned away because the "fighters" there were too scared.

The clothes shops were fine, but apparently being naked in public was taboo on this world. She was kicked out of three different shops for just trying on clothes. Of course, she wasn't aware they had changing rooms, so she just changed and tried on the clothes right there at the rack. Such would have been no problem on Vocado, but apparently, humans had sticks shoved up their asses about **** like this.

The food was delicious, so there was that.

She was sure that there were other attractions that she missed during her abbreviated and rushed self-directed tour, but there was no time to dissect every nook and cranny. Perhaps, maybe, she would stay a day and see more of the sights with Parsley. Assuming all this ridiculous **** she got herself caught up in was resolved by then.

She quietly landed on the Lookout. Seemed they were talking about something important, so she didn't bother getting involved. It would likely go over her head, anyway. Instead, she walked around the Lookout to find something to do. There, she found... a ship in the corner that she was sure wasn't there before. No one seemed particularly concerned about it, or even aware that it was even there. And from what she could sense, the people on said ship weren't really anything special.

With a sigh, she approached the ship and banged on the hull. "Hey! Anyone in there?"

The hatch to the craft lowers, and a little blonde girl sticks her head out from the hold.

".....Oh? H..Hello......" The girl eyes her curiously, then climbed out of the ship. "....Are you one of the people living up here? W...We're not here to cause trouble I swear.....just delivering some things for a friend."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Emerald sparks excited the air around Charco, tinted by the green hue coming from the barely contained orbs of energy filling his hands. "TY..." Bringing his hands back until they were to each side of his waist, the gathered energy easily doubled if not tripled as it neared its boiling point, "... RAN..." Broken pieces of the arena floor violently rattled against the ground before rising into the air, drawn into the vacuum provided by the sudden coalescence of ki, "... NO..."

Thrusting his arms forth, the heels of his hands struck one another and like the spark of clashing flint, the volatile energy ignited, "BLAST!!!" A massive surge of energy fired towards Sarada and her Galick Gun, the recoil of it pushing Charco a good inch backward. One it reached the Galick Gun, the metaphorical jaws of the Tyranno Blast snapped down on the opposing force as the two fighters began the struggle to see who would prevail.

The two beams hurtled toward one another at breakneck speed. The ring shook and trembled as the titanic beams of energy rumbled forward. The collision resulted in a bright flash of light and a near deafening roar as the two beams battled from momentum. They struggled against each other, both giving a little ground and taking it back in sequence.

Sarada felt herself being pushed back just slightly every time Charco gained ground. The ring floor under her feet had been destroyed by her digging her heels in to gain better footing. "I won't loose," she growled through gritted teeth.

As focused as she was on gaining ground, she failed to take note that she was running out of space in the ring.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

The hatch to the craft lowers, and a little blonde girl sticks her head out from the hold.

".....Oh? H..Hello......" The girl eyes her curiously, then climbed out of the ship. "....Are you one of the people living up here? W...We're not here to cause trouble I swear.....just delivering some things for a friend."

It's just some kid, Avoca thought to herself. She didn't look to be any older than Sarada, if she was even that old. Just a kid in some stupid looking hat. I guess if whoever wanted to send an assassin or whatever, this is the person that'd be least suspected.

From what little Parsley told her, someone wanted some guy named Pants dead and had been sending assassins to do just that. She assumed that rachet looking freezy pop and the weird-as-**** looking thing that followed her were such assassins. Then again, I doubt anyone with any smarts would send a hitman so weak. This kid is nothing!


"Nah. I'm just visiting," she answered. The kid claimed they weren't there to cause any trouble. A likely story, but she had no real reason not to believe her. If she was there for anything other than to kill Pants, then Parsley would have killed her and her companion by now. "If they haven't bothered killing you yet, I guess you're alright." With that settled, she looked her up and down. With a raised eyebrow, she commented, "What's with the stupid looking outfit? You some kind of garden gnome?" She pointed at her hat for emphasis.

[Yun Lao]

The two beams hurtled toward one another at breakneck speed. The ring shook and trembled as the titanic beams of energy rumbled forward. The collision resulted in a bright flash of light and a near deafening roar as the two beams battled from momentum. They struggled against each other, both giving a little ground and taking it back in sequence.

Sarada felt herself being pushed back just slightly every time Charco gained ground. The ring floor under her feet had been destroyed by her digging her heels in to gain better footing. "I won't loose," she growled through gritted teeth.

As focused as she was on gaining ground, she failed to take note that she was running out of space in the ring.

A whistle from Charco cut through the thunderous roar of energy clashing before he gestured his with head to look up. Once she did, she would see it, the Triassic Bolide. She had dismissed it as a ploy from him, but now the shimmering mass of ki had begun to move towards her.

"I think you forgot something!"

The Sword of Damocles had dropped at last, the technique Charco had stated to be her bane would now fulfill its destiny as it would smash into the preoccupied Sarada.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

A whistle from Charco cut through the thunderous roar of energy clashing before he gestured his with head to look up. Once she did, she would see it, the Triassic Bolide. She had dismissed it as a ploy from him, but now the shimmering mass of ki had begun to move towards her.

"I think you forgot something!"

The Sword of Damocles had dropped at last, the technique Charco had stated to be her bane would now fulfill its destiny as it would smash into the preoccupied Sarada.

"Huh?"

Sarada's eye glanced upward, and beheld a horrific sight. That Triassic Bollide that Charco launched some time ago. She dismissed it as some cheap ploy meant to distract her at the time, but forgot all about it as the fight intensified. And now, with absolutely no way to escape without getting caught up in his Tyranno Blast, it had come back to bite her in the ass.

"Aw, damn it!" It smashed her right on the crown of her head. Its weight caused her knees to buckle, which in her disrupted her Galick Gun for a brief second. A second was all it took for the Tyranno Blast to rip through her own blast and slam into her. She was thrown back and out of the ring, and didn't stop until she was embedded a good foot in the wall.

Sarada, the mighty Saiyan Queen, had lost. By ring out of all things, perpetrated by a ball of energy that she had forgotten all about. "D-damn it...," she mumbled as she fell out of the wall and to the ground.

[Yun Lao]

"Huh?"

Sarada's eye glanced upward, and beheld a horrific sight. That Triassic Bollide that Charco launched some time ago. She dismissed it as some cheap ploy meant to distract her at the time, but forgot all about it as the fight intensified. And now, with absolutely no way to escape without getting caught up in his Tyranno Blast, it had come back to bite her in the ass.

"Aw, damn it!" It smashed her right on the crown of her head. Its weight caused her knees to buckle, which in her disrupted her Galick Gun for a brief second. A second was all it took for the Tyranno Blast to rip through her own blast and slam into her. She was thrown back and out of the ring, and didn't stop until she was embedded a good foot in the wall.

Sarada, the mighty Saiyan Queen, had lost. By ring out of all things, perpetrated by a ball of energy that she had forgotten all about. "D-damn it...," she mumbled as she fell out of the wall and to the ground.

In truth, the Triassic Bolide had been purely a ploy to distract her, but, in the end, its obvious nature worked out for him.

As the dust settled and the lights faded, he could see Sarada briefly embedded in the far wall. Either by movement or gravity, the Queen would be not-so-humbly deposited on the ground outside the ring, giving him the win.

And that was that.

Hopping down from the arena, he quickly approached the Saiyan before extending a hand out to her, "This tournament is too restrictive with its rules. I say we continue this another time."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

In truth, the Triassic Bolide had been purely a ploy to distract her, but, in the end, its obvious nature worked out for him.

As the dust settled and the lights faded, he could see Sarada briefly embedded in the far wall. Either by movement or gravity, the Queen would be not-so-humbly deposited on the ground outside the ring, giving him the win.

And that was that.

Hopping down from the arena, he quickly approached the Saiyan before extending a hand out to her, "This tournament is too restrictive with its rules. I say we continue this another time."

Sarada had lost, and losing sucked. Still, she didn't feel too bad for very long. The entire thing was a load of bullshit, a ploy meant to lure the strongest of the strong to Incenio so he could slurp up their racial traits and add them to his collection.

Unfortunately for him, Charco was human, and didn't have any.

Heh.

She rose to a knee and surveyed the situation around her. Enoki and the others were handling the guards easily enough. Meagan, Cthylla, and Bekon were gone; she assumed they had gone after the Incenio that had gotten blasted into space like a bitch. They could handle that one; there was one left and he had Sarada's name all over him.

She took the hand presented to her and stood up. "Definitely. For now, I'll have to take it out on freezy pop." If she recalled correctly, she felt an Incenio flare his power in the casino before it disappeared into nothing. Hiding like a bitch, are we?

"There's an Incenio hiding in the casino. If you're too tired, I'll take him on by myself." Without waiting for an answer, she took off toward the casino.

[KingofPie]

In truth, the Triassic Bolide had been purely a ploy to distract her, but, in the end, its obvious nature worked out for him.

As the dust settled and the lights faded, he could see Sarada briefly embedded in the far wall. Either by movement or gravity, the Queen would be not-so-humbly deposited on the ground outside the ring, giving him the win.

And that was that.

Hopping down from the arena, he quickly approached the Saiyan before extending a hand out to her, "This tournament is too restrictive with its rules. I say we continue this another time."

Sarada had lost, and losing sucked. Still, she didn't feel too bad for very long. The entire thing was a load of bullshit, a ploy meant to lure the strongest of the strong to Incenio so he could slurp up their racial traits and add them to his collection.

Unfortunately for him, Charco was human, and didn't have any.

Heh.

She rose to a knee and surveyed the situation around her. Enoki and the others were handling the guards easily enough. Meagan, Cthylla, and Bekon were gone; she assumed they had gone after the Incenio that had gotten blasted into space like a bitch. They could handle that one; there was one left and he had Sarada's name all over him.

She took the hand presented to her and stood up. "Definitely. For now, I'll have to take it out on freezy pop." If she recalled correctly, she felt an Incenio flare his power in the casino before it disappeared into nothing. Hiding like a bitch, are we?

"There's an Incenio hiding in the casino. If you're too tired, I'll take him on by myself." Without waiting for an answer, she took off toward the casino.

There was a sudden THUD upon the ground as Sgt. Meehsas landed upon it, his fists punching the earth below in what some might call a superhero landing. Meehsas, himself thought it was completely unnecessary but ****, did it look cool. "Truant office called..." he began ominously, looking at both sternly, before chuckling and raising a hand. "Okay, bad joke. Damn good fight, you two. Couldn't help but overhear your conversation and thought I'd lend a hand. We've got enough troops bringing the fight to Incenio up in the stars, so I figured why not assist in taking him down planet side," he grinned punching a fist into an open palm. "Either of you sense where he is?"

[bruceleegreyhulk]

Meagan sent out a broadcast TP, "Anyone not currently busy and up for a fight, follow me and you'll get one." She then flared up her aura again and lifted off the ground. Pinpointing Incenrio's location, she headed that way, hoping others do the same."

Althena follows Meagan . Back at the Lookout Praxat looks at the scenarios she wrote in her handbook, " Okay looks like the gang didn't went with any of the scenarios I wrote down in my hand book !" Praxat said. Praxat then goes back to drawing illustrations of Sarada and Charco's fight in her handbook.

Time skip a little bit.

Praxat finishes doing illustrations of Sarada and Charco's fight , " Hmm I was really expected Sarada to win, however there was a chance that Charco would have won. So Sarada's victory over Charco was never hundred percent set in stone," Praxat said.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Incenio halts in mid-air, looking at those who had come to confront him.

“Very well.”

His Shingan eye activates as his form shimmers slightly. His power level ratchets up in preparation.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

From the midst of the casino, another Incenio’s power level spikes up, flaring to indicate his position.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

There was a sudden THUD upon the ground as Sgt. Meehsas landed upon it, his fists punching the earth below in what some might call a superhero landing. Meehsas, himself thought it was completely unnecessary but ****, did it look cool. "Truant office called..." he began ominously, looking at both sternly, before chuckling and raising a hand. "Okay, bad joke. Damn good fight, you two. Couldn't help but overhear your conversation and thought I'd lend a hand. We've got enough troops bringing the fight to Incenio up in the stars, so I figured why not assist in taking him down planet side," he grinned punching a fist into an open palm. "Either of you sense where he is?"

Sarada swore there was something about Meehsas that was eerily familiar. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but Meehsas... it was like she knew him from somewhere. But that name, Meehsas, wasn't a familiar one. Certainly, she would instantly remember if she had ever heard the name Meehsas, but alas had never heard it.

Meehsas, that was.

Oh, well.

"If you think you can keep up with me, then come on, Sargent," she said in reply.

From the midst of the casino, another Incenio’s power level spikes up, flaring to indicate his position.

"Ah, there he is!" She stormed into the casino and zeroed in on where the power flare originated from. "Hiding like a bitch, are we?" she accused when she was close enough for him to hear her.