Dragonball M, Chapter 4: Kidnapping! Invasion! A new Threat Strikes First!

[Sub-Zero MKA]

‘Fake’ Sarada gets shanked in the back by a corrupted Saiyan with a large Bowie like knife.

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Avoca, as you get closer and closer, a cold seems to overcome the entire area you’re in. Your breathe steams on the air as it starts getting harder and harder to keep moving forward.

"Sarada" hissed in "pain", then laughed haughtily and appeared to flashstep away. "Is that the best you can do, traitor?" She pulled her own bowie knife from the sheath on her boot. "Let me show you morons how it's done." She zipped forward, looking to jam her knife into the knife-wielding Saiyan's throat.

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Just her luck. Just when she was so close to getting to the palace and getting Sarada away, some fuckery just had to find her. So fucking close... Her breathing was labored, like she had been training for days straight. It was hard to walk, much less run. She didn't know what the hell was going on, but it wasn't going to stop her.

She floated into the air and tried to fly the rest of the way there.

[Yun Lao]

Dash is pretty much about fifty feet away, and outside Shōchū can also sense Praxat.

Another indicator mark appeared this one displaying information about the Toadian named Praxat, yet another of the group she had yet to be introduced to. After several moments of finding nothing of importance in the upper levels, Shōchū decided that she might find her answers further down where few went save for those with security clearance.

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

When the dust settles, a chill feeling passes through Nevalinna’s blood. She cannot sense Auroc anymore. No one can.

Emerging from the dust and smoke is this form:



The chitin like armor parts on Auroc had seemingly spread and covered his entire form.

“Congratulations, Princess. Only your mother in recent memory has ever pushed me to this form, and it is not one I can easily control. Now I will show you the difference between Royalty, and Divinity.”

He’s suddenly in front of her, blade like growths from his forearm buried in her gut.

A direct hit. Event this monster would...

...she couldn't sense him. Surely that had not finished him off? There was simply no way...

Nevanlinna's eyes widened as the dust cleared. Auroc had indeed survived, but she was unable to sense his energy--likely the result of the armor he now wore. This... was not good.

Barely having time to parse Auroc's... compliment, for lack of a better way of putting it, the princess soon found herself impaled on Auroc's armor, the growths piercing her own armor with ease, a pool of blood forming beneath her. The pain sent her reeling backwards, a scream escaping her lips. However, that scream, while pained, was also one of rage.

Spreading her fingers, Azure Blades erupted from the tips of her fingers and she grabbed onto Auroc's helmet. She did not even attempt to pierce his head with the energy blades, as that would be a useless gesture... instead, the blades melded together around his helmet, creating a bind that would tie them together until it was broken or dissipated. And then she thrust her head forward, using a mode of attack she had learned from her friend, Inanna.

...a headbutt. Repeated headbutts.



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[Sub-Zero MKA]

Before the blast goes off, Noomh slashes and cuts deep into her side.

“You took your eyes off your opponent, your majesty.”

Parsley let out a pained cry and stumbled back. Blood bubbled out of the deep wound and spilled down her side. If her armor wasn't black, the large red stain would have been easily visible. "It doesn't matter what you do to me," she said through gritted teeth. "You won't win. You'll die before you touch a hair on my sister!!" She summoned her ax to her hand and charged forward. She swung it twice, sending two energy blades hurtling toward Noomh ahead of her.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Parsley let out a pained cry and stumbled back. Blood bubbled out of the deep wound and spilled down her side. If her armor wasn't black, the large red stain would have been easily visible. "It doesn't matter what you do to me," she said through gritted teeth. "You won't win. You'll die before you touch a hair on my sister!!" She summoned her ax to her hand and charged forward. She swung it twice, sending two energy blades hurtling toward Noomh ahead of her.

He bats them aside, charging at her with his own blade drawn.

This would be the end for one of them.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

A direct hit. Event this monster would...

...she couldn't sense him. Surely that had not finished him off? There was simply no way...

Nevanlinna's eyes widened as the dust cleared. Auroc had indeed survived, but she was unable to sense his energy--likely the result of the armor he now wore. This... was not good.

Barely having time to parse Auroc's... compliment, for lack of a better way of putting it, the princess soon found herself impaled on Auroc's armor, the growths piercing her own armor with ease, a pool of blood forming beneath her. The pain sent her reeling backwards, a scream escaping her lips. However, that scream, while pained, was also one of rage.

Spreading her fingers, Azure Blades erupted from the tips of her fingers and she grabbed onto Auroc's helmet. She did not even attempt to pierce his head with the energy blades, as that would be a useless gesture... instead, the blades melded together around his helmet, creating a bind that would tie them together until it was broken or dissipated. And then she thrust her head forward, using a mode of attack she had learned from her friend, Inanna.

...a headbutt. Repeated headbutts.



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For every headbutt, Auroc stabbed Nevalinna, the two locked in a brutal struggle.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Another indicator mark appeared this one displaying information about the Toadian named Praxat, yet another of the group she had yet to be introduced to. After several moments of finding nothing of importance in the upper levels, Shōchū decided that she might find her answers further down where few went save for those with security clearance.

She passes a security room that’s been sealed, Android up close she can hear something or someone inside. The door and surrounding walls are damaged as if someone tried to get inside.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"Sarada" hissed in "pain", then laughed haughtily and appeared to flashstep away. "Is that the best you can do, traitor?" She pulled her own bowie knife from the sheath on her boot. "Let me show you morons how it's done." She zipped forward, looking to jam her knife into the knife-wielding Saiyan's throat.

---

Just her luck. Just when she was so close to getting to the palace and getting Sarada away, some fuckery just had to find her. So fucking close... Her breathing was labored, like she had been training for days straight. It was hard to walk, much less run. She didn't know what the hell was going on, but it wasn't going to stop her.

She floated into the air and tried to fly the rest of the way there.

A cloaked figure floats down in front of Avoca. The cold seems to intensify.

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The saiyan blocks the stab and blasts ‘Sarada’ in the face.

[Tami]

The front reception area is abandoned, and what looks like ki blast char marks lay upon the desk there.

Behind it lays a ruined robot, one of CC’s maintenance droids.

Though she was sure that she was heading for the Geofront, Dash instead found herself in the front of the building by the Reception area. Instead of wondering how she got lost, her focus was on the condition fo the area.

After looking around carefully, she quietly made her was over to the desk for a closer look. As she did, she wondered why would anyone attack this place from within? Most ki users she knew of had enough power to blast the whole building into dust if they wanted. Perhaps that was a good sign, after all.

Her next concern was for anyone who may have been inside at the time, and the thought of who could have done this and why. Looking around the lobby area, as well as the desk, she checked it closely before moving on.

As she did, she wondered if she should be heading to Jinzi's lab next instead.

[Yun Lao]

She passes a security room that’s been sealed, Android up close she can hear something or someone inside. The door and surrounding walls are damaged as if someone tried to get inside.

Pausing upon seeing the signs of attempted entry into the room, Shōchū placed her hand against the security panel that kept the room seal. Her flesh softened and appear to seemingly melt onto the piece of technology as her machine mutant nature allowed her to integrate it into herself. Once melded with the security system, it wouldn't take but a few seconds to open the door.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

He bats them aside, charging at her with his own blade drawn.

This would be the end for one of them.

Noomh charged to meet her. One of them was going to die. That much was certain, and Parsley had accepted that. Dying on the battlefield was the ideal death for any Saiyan. For Parsley, it was just a second death. At least this time, she wouldn't be spending time in Purgatory. Perhaps this time, she could keep her body.

When they crossed the halfway mark, she fired a Void Beam at the ground under his feet, set to collapse the ground to rob him of his balance. When the sonic boom detonated, she raised her ax and swung to take his head off.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Though she was sure that she was heading for the Geofront, Dash instead found herself in the front of the building by the Reception area. Instead of wondering how she got lost, her focus was on the condition fo the area.

After looking around carefully, she quietly made her was over to the desk for a closer look. As she did, she wondered why would anyone attack this place from within? Most ki users she knew of had enough power to blast the whole building into dust if they wanted. Perhaps that was a good sign, after all.

Her next concern was for anyone who may have been inside at the time, and the thought of who could have done this and why. Looking around the lobby area, as well as the desk, she checked it closely before moving on.

As she did, she wondered if she should be heading to Jinzi's lab next instead.

She finds some drops of Threshling blood about the place.

Otherwise, she does think the lab might be a critical place to check, especially considering what Jinzi has in there.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

A cloaked figure floats down in front of Avoca. The cold seems to intensify.

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The saiyan blocks the stab and blasts ‘Sarada’ in the face.

The cold was making an already difficult task even harder. Her lungs were burning, even though she was trying to take slow, steady breaths. She struggled to stay in the air and had to land before she fell out of the air. "Get... the ****... outta my way," she snarled at whoever the person was in front of her.

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"Sarada" flew back and skidded to a stop. She remained down for a long second before kipping up to her feet. "Heh. Now that's more like it." She disappeared, then reappeared behind the corrupt Saiyans.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Noomh charged to meet her. One of them was going to die. That much was certain, and Parsley had accepted that. Dying on the battlefield was the ideal death for any Saiyan. For Parsley, it was just a second death. At least this time, she wouldn't be spending time in Purgatory. Perhaps this time, she could keep her body.

When they crossed the halfway mark, she fired a Void Beam at the ground under his feet, set to collapse the ground to rob him of his balance. When the sonic boom detonated, she raised her ax and swung to take his head off.

Noomh leaps at the last second just a bit to the side, sword swinging out as his arm lengthens to give him more reach.

Parsley’s axe takes his right leg off, whereas his sword rakes across her upper chest, gouging a two inch furrow all the way through.

He collapses, unconscious a moment before Parsley herself will.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Pausing upon seeing the signs of attempted entry into the room, Shōchū placed her hand against the security panel that kept the room seal. Her flesh softened and appear to seemingly melt onto the piece of technology as her machine mutant nature allowed her to integrate it into herself. Once melded with the security system, it wouldn't take but a few seconds to open the door.

The door opens and a startled yelp inside warns her as an energy blast just barley misses you.

Inside is Dr. Wheelo, blaster in hand, with four other scientists and workers inside. They seem shaken, some bleeding from minor wounds.