Tatsu / Aize / Trunks

 

-- Age 850: Toki Toki City --

 

A bright flash of light filled the area in front of the central plaza with a group of warriors, of all shapes, sizes, and races.

One of them: a Namekian, well built and tall enough to tower over everybody else in the group looked around with tight, serious eyes, while another one, a small, blue and green member of the race that Frieza belonged to, observed casually the area to which he and the others now found themselves.

 

It was a futuristic like city, built with gray and purple metal walls and floors, a patches of green grass surrounding the edges of some entrances and walkways, and behind them, a small river running under a few bridges, and a nearby pedestal on the other side, carrying seven orange orbs with stars on them. But most notably: above the group was a giant green dragon, floating high in the air with a mystical aura.

 

"Farewell!" he cried to the others, suddenly dispersing from the air as seven orbs lifted up from the pedestal and spread throughout the air.

 

Not a moment later did a man in a green and brown coat and carrying a sword on his back come walking towards everybody, a small smile on his face.

 

"You're all surprised, I'm sure. Don't worry, I'll explain everything to you.... my name is Trunks," he said.

 

"Trunks, huh? You don't seem like much... I'm Tatsu, by the way," the Namekian said.

 

"Hmm... my name is Aize," the member of Frieza's race said after.

Edited February 7, 20169 yr by Firaga Sensei

A Majin of the name Bluu appeared next to the Namekian, watching as the dragon disappeared and the balls scattered. She looked around a bit before the man appeared. Her eyes narrowed behind her sunglasses as she braced herself for an attack, keeping an eye on the sword on his back. She could sense that he was strong, as were the others around her and felt as though she was in a strange world, surrounded by enemies.

Derik was not, for a lack of a better word, overjoyed, to be teleported to this strange place. Especially not when he was eating. "You do know it's impolite to transport someone to some god-forsaken place when they're in the middle of a meal, do you not?" He inquired to the pink-haired boy with a sword. He held the bowl of food and his cup in-hand, drinking from the cup, he downed the drink in a single gulp, consumed the last of his meal, and threw the bowls into a trash receptacle off in the distance. Or at least he assumed it was a bin, from that far, he was unsure.

 

On the other hand, Ailder chuckled with excitement. "Finally, it was getting stale living there, you never do anything anymore, Derik."

 

"You blew up my house last time we sparred."

 

"...I said I was sorry..."

 

"You left me in the crater that was my house and everything I owned for four months and never paid me back a dime."

 

"I would if you would train me and I won the World Martial Arts championship."

 

"And I told you that- you know what? Now's not the time. Let's hear what Bowl Cut Beauty has to say." Derik glanced at him with a bored stare. "So, you drag us here with some damn dragon thing, and the first thing you do is tell us your name and tell us "everything will be alright." Sheesh. You're quite the host, didn't even offer drinks or a place to sit."

Aspar appeared in the group of warriors, completely confused by where he'd shown up. "Where the heck am I?" He asked, looking a bit concerned with the sudden change of scenery. "A moment ago, I was getting ready to train, and now I'm in this weird place... Hey, mister, where did you take us?" He asked the purple haired man. "And where the heck are the other people I know? Where's my teacher? Where's Kondai-" He began to spoke, when he heard snoring right next to him. He looked over, and saw a black haired girl snoozing at his feet. He sighed. "Oh, she's here..." He got down and woke Kondai up, then helped her to her feet. "This really isn't the time for a nap, Kondai..."

 

Kondai rubbed her eyes sleepily, and looked at the group around her and Aspar. "Huh...? What's going on?" She looked at the purple haired man, and quickly got into a combat stance. "If you're an enemy, I won't let you take me down that easily." She warned the man who had summoned her there, before Aspar quickly calmed her down.

 

"Uh... I don't think he's an enemy, Kondai. Might've helped if you didn't always sleep in so late, so you wouldn't arrive while you were sleeping..." He muttered, somewhat embarrassed by his friend's first impression on the group. Kondai quickly changed to a more relaxed pose, but still kept a serious look on her face.

Edited March 25, 201510 yr by Akame

"This is most curious."  A hand opens and closes, as if to take a grasp on reality.  A tail lays down on the ground, making sure it isn't stiff.  Walking to the pedestal was  Pyrus, a member of Frieza's race.  His skin was dark blue, like the hottest of flames.  Reaching his face, he touches what felt like a mask covering his mouth.  He examines where those orange orbs were in, trying to figure out how things went.  Walking back down, he says:  "My, what a marvelous place.  But I wonder, what's the meaning of this gathering?"

 

Kneeling on the left knee, Renco had his eyes closed.  He had the feeling he wasn't at home.  Opening them, he figures he was right.  Standing up, he says:  "Okay, what's going on?"

Ali gawked at her surroundings, completely taken off guard. Nearly stumbling in confusion, she managed to identify peculiar figures of almost every race surround her. As the man introduced himself, the female majin stuck her thumb out, smiling. "My name's Ali Chasm. That's one great magic trick you pulled to get us all together." Her face twitched at the sight of a tall man with a sword act high and mighty. Walking behind him, she gave a fake yawn. "You both have swords though. Maybe you could settle it out later."

"So, there's another of my race here." Bluu said, seeing Ali step forward. She relaxed a bit, realizing that they were all here under the same circumstances. "I am Majin Bluu."

Trunks / Tatsu / Aize

 

"Um, yes, very nice to meet you all," Trunks said, unsure of some if not all the fighters present before them. "However, before I explain everything..." Trunks said, slowly but firming taking out the sword he carried on his back and pointing to the middle of the group. "Everybody please form a single file line."

 

The group obeyed, and spread themselves out so that they were lined up like soildiers in front of the purple haired boy.

 

"Now then... the first one on the left, please step forward," he commanded, referring to Aspar.

 

Hmph. I wonder what this guy is up to... Tatsu thought, standing in the middle and once against towering over the rest.

 

I sense a strong power coming from this young man... Aize observed.

Aspar looked nervous as he was called on by Trunks first. He slowly stepped up to the man, worried about what he might be made to do in front of the others. If he's going to spar with me to test my strength, I'm sure I'll be fine... Right? He thought to himself as he stepped up to Trunks. "H-hello, sir. My name is Aspar, a student of the Turtle School, sir." He introduced himself.

Trunks / Tatsu

 

"Very nice to meet you, Aspar..." Trunks said politely. "Now, if you don't mind... I'm going to test your strength." Trunks said, holding up his sword and kiai-ing as he dashed toward the young Saiyan, slashing the sword at him.

 

Oh, so he is testing our power... this just got more exciting, the battle loving Tatsu thought, a small grin etched across his face.

Aspar's eyes widened. "Yikes!" He quickly dodged Trunks' attack, and followed with a barrage of punches aimed at the man's stomach. "I'm not going to get hit that easily, Mister Trunks!" He smirked.

 

Aspar's strong, although I don't know if he's strong enough to take this guy down... I hope he'll be able to do it, though. Kondai watched the battle intently, silently cheering for her partner.

Trunks

 

"Gh!" Trunks grunted as Aspar dealt his strikes, but taking advantage of his gloating, Trunks fired a ki blast directly at Aspar's body.

 

"Very impressive skill. But your arrogance gets in the way of your ability to think," Trunks said, lowering his guard. "Okay, next person please!" He said, signaling to the next person in line, that being Ali.

Derik decided to sense this 'Trunks' person's energy. "He's on-part with a lot of us here... I think the real victory will come from the fighting styles we all use, I'm going to have to analyze these guys..." Derik politely dropped to the back of the line, no one seemed to notice. Weather they thought this was cowardice or not didn't matter to him, he looked towards this Trunks person, waiting for them to start again. "He sees their weaknesses, from what I can tell. As long as I keep moving and deflecting Ki blasts like I usually do, the only problem will be getting in range for an attack..."

He began going over combat scenarios in his mind. "I'll have to disarm him if I want any real chance of hitting him. However, I might just want to stand back and evade, no point in spilling all my secrets here."

 

On the other hand, Ailder was excited, he could hardly stand still, let alone watch carefully enough to observe the fight. He was itching for something exciting.

Bluu watched on, cracking her knuckles.  So, he wants to test our strength, does he? she thought to herself, a smirk appearing on her lips.  Maybe I'll be able to cut loose then.

Pyrus stroked his chin in a casual manner.  If you could see his mouth, it would be in a form of intrigue.  He watches the first little spar with some joy.  Not even a minute here and everyone must be tested by this Trunks fellow.  He has a good, considerable amount of power in him.  Things are already being so interesting.  Pyrus senses a power-level heading to the back.  From the feel of it he figures it was human, the only one among the others.  Pyrus lets out a:  "Hmph.", not bothering to look and waits for his turn.

 

Renco crossed his arms while standing in line.  He wasn't particularly fond of being dragged to who knows where without already given an explanation.  But he didn't mind to much since there could be a fight.  So he tries to be patient for it. 

Ali rolled her head around with her hands on her hips, preparing for a match. Getting into a fighting stance, she dashed straight for Trunks. Launching a roundhouse kick midair while smirking, Ali unleashed a quick flurry of punches before ending with a ki blast.

Trunks

 

Trunks easily blocked Ali's strikes and deflected her ki blast.

 

"You're very swift, but you make it too easy to read your movements. Focus your energy a little more," Trunks said, before appearing directly in front of Ali and hitting her square in the chest with the butt of his sword.

 

"Next person!" He cried, walking back to his original spot. So far, so good I guess... he thought to himself.

Ailder... more or less, let's say he cut. Dashing over to the position, he took his stance, famous in his family, the stance of the Manis School: both arms held at an angle, his wrists angled downwards to the floor, he took a deem front stance. "I prefer to let my opponent's go first when we spar. If you don't mind, that is!" He grinned, but really, he was just charging his ki, waiting to unleash a powerful attack.

Trunks

 

Trunks sweat dropped. "I was just going to ask for the next person in line... ," Trunks said, referring to Pyrus.

 

(sorry, I couldn't resist.)

Edited March 27, 201510 yr by Firaga Sensei

Waving his left hand, Pyrus says:  "Oh it's quite alright.  If someone is so eager to go, why not let them?  This makes things all the more interesting.  I don't mind waiting a tad longer."

Trunks

 

Trunks sweat dropped. "I was just going to ask for the next person in line... ," Trunks said, referring to Pyrus.

 

(sorry, I couldn't resist.)

(I was hoping, Ailder is made for these kind of goofy moments lol)

Trunks

 

"Well, alright then." Trunks agreed, now focusing on Ailder.

 

His ki is rising. He must be preparing for something. "Please... I insist," He said, turning down Ailder's earlier offer to make the first strike.

Trunks

 

"Well, alright then." Trunks agreed, now focusing on Ailder.

 

His ki is rising. He must be preparing for something. "Please... I insist," He said, turning down Ailder's earlier offer to make the first strike.

"You would, wouldn't you. But I'm only a gentleman, ladies first and whatnot." Ailder replied.

 

Derik literally fell over. "I'm sorry, my little brother... he likes to try and imitate me, but he's never been good at comebacks, little brothers never are..." He scratched the back of his head as he lifted himself off of the floor.

 

"Derik! Don't say thst, it's embarrassing!" Ailder yelled in response, his focus droppint.

 

"Stay focused, Ailder, maybe we could do some quick training before we head out if you do well."

 

"Really big bro? Sweet!" His focus went back to Trunks and ki began rising dramatically. "I really do insist you go first!"

Edited March 27, 201510 yr by Guest

Trunks

 

There it is again, and much bigger this time. But only when he has focus... Trunks thought.

 

"Either make a move or get back in line. Then I'll let who you cut go as I originally wanted," Trunks said firmly.

Trunks

 

There it is again, and much bigger this time. But only when he has focus... Trunks thought.

 

"Either make a move or get back in line. Then I'll let who you cut go as I originally wanted," Trunks said firmly.

Ailder felt he had charged enough, so he decided. "Well, fine with me." He rushed Trunks, deciding to use some of the charged Ki, he fired off a volley of smaller blasts and then used some energy for a ki dash behind Trunks, throwing a few Cresent Kicks and a 360 heel kick to his back.

Trunks

 

Angling his sword, Trunks deflected each blast, and after dodging through Ailder's series of kicks, he caught his heel without need to turn his back, throwing him forward and back to where he was standing.

 

"You're easy to read as well. Too easy. Oh, and you should probably wait your turn," Trunks commented. "Next!" He cried, referring to Pyrus.

Edited March 27, 201510 yr by Firaga Sensei