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The Saiyan of Two Universes Saga, A Dragon Ball story
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<blockquote data-quote="India Actual" data-source="post: 1269" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)">Chapter 2: Lessons Learned and The Awakening</span></span></strong></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Age 757, <em>Universe 9</em>, <em>Planet Basur</em></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Several years have passed that saw the initiated training of Korian by Master Kitsune in her own martial style of the Fox school. While Master Kitsune was a harsh teacher with Korian, this was all for the purpose of his strengthening and her desire to see him survive this new world. Her affections for the boy had grown over time to an almost parental bond yet, she never let slip the guise of his teacher and protector in life. Over the proceeding years she not only taught him martial prowess, but the nature of his new home. From what she could discern, based upon the information Korian had given her about himself, and how he had arrived on her world; she deduced the young boy was likely not even from her own universe. She had never heard of this race of people called Saiyans before. Nor had she ever seen a being in all her travels that looked so alien in appearance.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Kitsune had heard stories of the deities of their universe, the Kai and the God of destruction. Understanding the balance between life and death and the utmost need for such an infinite cycle. Perhaps she had personal lessons on the matter from a time past, but she did not let such thoughts cloud her mind while teaching the boy. She set him to task over time to make him survivable and was marveled at how strong the boy's body had become as he grew. He also seemed to have a deep supply of energy and it certainly took a considerable amount of effort to wear him down. She took to sharpening him as one would an axe, a tool necessary for use in daily life and one that could be used as a weapon to devastating effect in life or death circumstances. She also on his mind as well and made sure that he was not a dullard. She sensed that perhaps Korian bore mental scars from his tribulations and did her best to focus the boy in his studies and training. Teaching him language, writing, math, and everything else her mind could muster to raise him as a whole person in society. Unfortunately, there were certain things her teachings could not prepare him for in life; as he would soon learn.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><em>Planet Basur</em> </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian set about his morning training regime at the daybreak as he was usually instructed. He was to complete drills before heading out from their rural home to the local town to gather supplies and provisions. Before heading out for the day he stopped and took a knee before Kitsune. The sly fox master was sitting crossed legged outside the house, appearing to meditate in a motionless state; wearing nothing but black Gi pants and a sarashi style wrap around her torso which concealed her breasts. An open bottle of whisky sitting next to her on the ground, opaque in color, yet this was a familiar scene to Korian. Kitsune was day drinking again and had quite an early start at that. The young Saiyan's eyes fell across his master and he always couldn't help but notice her scars that ran across her torso. Kitsune had surely seen her fair share of combat and this he thought must be the consequences of leading the life of a fighter.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Kitsune opened her eyes and cleared her throat when she noticed where Korian's attention was directed. The young Saiyan was caught off guard and adjusted his eyes back to the ground to give his master respect. "Do you have what you need to accomplish your task?" Kitsune said sternly like a commander questioning one of their troops. Korian nodded sharply. "Good, then off with you and make sure you bring back what I asked." She picked up the bottle and took a deep swig before setting it down between her legs. Korian rose to his feet and picked up a pack on the ground to carry the supplies. After adjusting it across his body and giving his obi belt a tug to ensure tightness, the boy closed his eyes for a moment to focus his Ki and levitate off the ground. He locked eyes with Kitsune for a split second before shooting off into the sky and bound for his destination.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">It didn't take long before Korian caught sight of the town in which he was being sent. He landed softly on the outskirts of the community and took off his pack to retrieve a cloak which he pulled around his shoulders and drew the hood over his head. Kitsune instructed him to always conceal himself when away from home. She explained that this served a two-fold purpose; one: to hide his unusual alien-like appearance from prying eyes and two: to blend in with the locals and be gray to the environment. Gray is flat and doesn't catch the eye. Be gray and you may just catch an unwitting adversary by surprise.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian proceeded into the ghetto of downtown and disappeared into the hustle and bustle of people moving about on their day to day lives. He had completed this supply run a few times before, so he wasn't worried about getting lost, but he always kept a sharp eye because when people gathered together in such an impoverished land for the sake of safety; they were usually anything but safe. He proceeded to each location to pick up some food and especially Kitsune’s whisky. Korian made a face to himself at the thought of Kitsune's behavior when she drank. Sometimes she became pretty mean and that meant nothing but more harsh training and errands for him to do at beck and call. He sometimes wondered why she medicated herself with alcohol the way she did, but perhaps he may never truly know the answer. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Just as he finished packing everything away to head for home; a group of kids caught his eye when they moved across the street into a side alley. They appeared to range in age from teenagers down to ones younger than him. What caught his eye was the one who stopped at the edge of the alley and began to look around serving as a look-out. A white furred rabbit, a girl, no more than eight years old; wearing an oversized orange cap that appeared to be too large for her small head. He was curious, no, intrigued as to what such a cute little girl would be doing out by herself. Well, he received his answer in short order as the group of kids burst from the scene carrying bags and satchels over their shoulders. A loud commotion rang out as they scattered and seemed to be followed by some rough looking adults clutching ad-hoc weapons like knives and clubs. The young girl began to sprint across the street to make her escape when she was knocked over by one of her older cohorts in the scramble for escape. The little rabbit tumbled down into the dusty street as one of the thuggish looking men came at her swinging a club. Korian didn't think as his body seemed to move all at once and the next thing, he knew he was burying a flying kick straight into the chest of the attacking brute.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The young girl gasped with shock as the little cloaked figure sent this hulking thug flying back the way he came and crashing down into the ground. Korian set his bag down on the ground as the other hoodlums realized what had just happened and managed to surround him with weapons being brought to bear. In a flash of dust Korian was gone from the spot he was standing and was instantly on top of another, then another, and so on; driving carefully placed strikes to incapacitate each attacker with timed precision. Before the young girl knew it, the boy landed back on the ground and was encircled by grown men that were unconscious in the street. A strong wind began to blow suddenly which blew Korian's hood from his head, giving her a clear look at the boy's face. She was shocked by his appearance but more so by the action that just transpired.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian exhaled and turned back to the cute girl and offered her a hand up off the ground. Her piercing red eyes locked with his own and he lost himself for a moment. He fell for her tender, beautiful appearance and was expecting a heartfelt sign of thanks. He was quickly brought back to reality when he felt the sharp, deadly pain of her foot being driven into his groin. His face contorted from a look of satisfaction to one of confusion and pain as he sank to knees clutching his balls. The little rabbit plucked his bag off the ground and turned back to give him a look. She blew him a kiss and stuck her tongue out while simultaneously flashing him the peace sign in a cocky manner. Then before he could compose his crumpled body off the ground, she had skipped away with the bag and disappeared. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">[ATTACH]271[/ATTACH]</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">After what seemed like an eternity choking on the dusty ground, Korian rose to his feet and dusted himself off. He didn't know at the time if the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach was from the kick to the groin; or perhaps at the thought of what Kitsune was going to do to him when he came home to explain himself. He could only offer up one word to express his feelings right now. One that he had learned from his time training with his master. "Shit.”</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">It was a hot day, good for seeing how far you could push yourself and Kitsune was going to push. Korian looked at the front of their house upside down as he was performing a handstand. Kitsune paced back and forth behind him with a bit of wood being twirled between her clawed fingers. Korian lowered himself down until his hair brushed against the ground and just as he reached the apex of lowering himself down, Kitsune struck him across his bare back with the rod she was toying with in her hands. "Impulsive fool!" Her voice rang out as Korian winced and pushed himself back up. After barely a pause in his action he lowered himself down again and was struck. "Lack of situational awareness!" she hissed between her teeth in anger. Korian narrowed his eyes at the pain and continued with his exercise. This went on for quite a while until Kitsune either grew bored of hitting him or it seemed she had other ideas to teach him a lesson. On the final push up instead of catching the stick again, he heard her cry out, "STUPID!" before feeling the sharp push of a kick come across his back side that sent him sailing head long into the ground. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian coughed up dirt and rolled himself over to look up at his master. She stood before him clutching a piece of rope and looked down at him with a sense of disappointment yet the fire in her eyes was still there. "Up! Boy!" He quickly recovered and stood ready to take his punishment, but she did nothing except close her eyes and sigh. Kitsune rounded behind him and bound his hands together behind his back in such a way that his shoulders began to pull, it was not a comfortable position. Kitsune looked down at her bound pupil and then off into the distance at the craggy mountains which he had come down many years ago. "To the top you go. No flying or I will break every bone in your body. Am I clear?" She made sure the last part of her statement came out almost as a whisper as she forward next to his ear. Korian gulped as he looked at the mountain which had taken him days to trek from when he was a small boy. "Yes, Master." He began to jog away from the house and set off on his destination. "I'll be watching, boy!" She called after him as he disappeared out of sight.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian huffed and struggled to keep his balance as he ran up the steep cliffs toward the summit of the mountain. His thoughts were a mess as he felt anger at having to go through all this and yet shame that he had let his master down. His eyes intensely focused on the path forward as the cold winds of the mountain swept across his exposed torso. It had taken many hours and a few falls later, but he finally climbed his way to the top of the mountain on his knees and using his chin to pull himself up on the final ledge to the summit. There much to his surprise was Kitsune sitting on the far edge waiting for him to arrive. The fox master was sipping out of an open bottle which she seemed to have finished as she pitched it off the side of the tall mountain. She stood and made her way over to her pupil and slashed her claws down on the rope binding his arms. Korian looked surprised as she walked around in front of him and settled into a fighting pose. "You think you are a hero, boy?! You want to act tough?! Then show me how tough you've become!"</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">[ATTACH]1674[/ATTACH]</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian took his stance and tried to come in low and fast on Kitsune for an open palmed strike to her chin, but she calmly twisted out of the way and proceeded to deliver a back fist to the side of his head. This caught him by surprise, but he planted a hand down on the ground to allow him to strike out with a kick which she grabbed and twisted causing him to spin and eat the ground. He didn’t have time to think as she was on top of him and sending a flurry of kicks down on him like a hard rain. All he could do was block with his free arm and push himself out of the way. “If this is all you can muster then you have failed. Miserably.” Her words cut into him like a knife to the heart as he gritted his teeth and went at her at full speed. They both disappeared and only reappeared as they clashed blows and adjusted their positioning to continue the attack. This went on until Kitsune caught him by the arm and took him down to the ground with her straddling his chest and aiming to strike at his neck her clawed fingers. “Time to die, weak fool!” His mind went blank as a flurry of emotion came pouring into his mind. Rage and sadness mixing together to form an ugly pulsing sensation in his mind. He cried out and let everything go at once which sent an explosion of his Ki to throw Kitsune from his body and clattering to the ground some distance away. Korian stood with fury in his eyes and cried out as he launched himself head long into his master and caught her by surprise with a flying right hand across the jaw. This blow causing the consciousness from her eyes to go blank for a moment and before she realized that she was tumbling off the side of the mountain and she disappeared over the edge. Korian gasped in horror at the realization of what he had done to his master and rushed to the edge of the mountain to peer over the ledge. Just then she shot up into view in front of him, hovering in the air and sending a kick straight to his face which knocked him unconscious. After coming to sometime later, he sat up with a throbbing headache, he was startled to see Kitsune calmly sitting next to him with her legs crossed and looking pensive. He sat upright and looked to his master who reached out to him and pulled his head into her chest. “You’ve got to be smart, boy. All the strength and technique in the whole world doesn’t matter for anything if you can’t be smart enough to know when to use it.” There was sadness in her voice as she spoke. “I won’t lose you too.” All this came at such a surprise to him, but the sadness and raw truth laid bare before him that she did care for him more than she let on. She clutched him tighter and he reciprocated by placing his arms around her and holding her close as well. Korian closed his eyes and felt at ease like when he was in his mother’s arms, so many years ago.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Age 760, <em>Planet Basur</em> </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">In the intervening years, Korian and Kitsune’s relationship evolved and mellowed to a more parental nature. She began to share details about herself with him and not every story she had for him was a happy one. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">What made the biggest impression on him was her relating to him she once had a family, a husband and a daughter. She and her husband tried to use their martial prowess to make life better not only for themselves, but for their community as well. That is until one day they fought a violent gang of bandits that had gotten the drop on them. It was a fierce melee with many lives lost, including the life of her beloved to a surprise attack that Kitsune curses herself for not being able to intercept. This threw Kitsune into a murderous rage as she tracked down the leader of the bandit gang and killed him in an act of vengeance. She felt no better after her cold-blooded act, so she somberly headed home to break the news to her daughter. To her shock and horror, some surviving members of the gang had shaken people down for information on where the couple lived and had attacked their quiet home. Falling to her knees in despair, she cradled the lifeless body of her innocent child and cried out for what seemed like days. Despondent from her failures of her own creation, she swore she would never get involved again and that people got what they deserved for the lives they lead. She tried to bury her feelings in a bottle, but after all these years it never truly seemed to help. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Kitsune continued to train Korian with a determination to help him survive and be a better person than she could ever hope to be. She was on hard on him still, but now she began to feel whole like Korian entering her life had filled a void that she thought could never be repaired. Seeing that the he had a deep, untapped well of power residing in him, she taught him Ki control and focus. How to truly master himself with a calm and focused mind. It was a challenge with many hurdles and one they faced was his love of battle, the boy seemed to yearn to test himself in combat, like a primal desire to be the best and strongest. Kitsune remained resolute and focused in her role as master to focus her pupil and in her newfound role as parent to raise the boy into a good man. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian made strides to overcome his own person trauma and went back to the ship he had arrived in, taking what remained of the entire vessel back to his home, hoping to perhaps find more answers in the wreckage of his deliverance. Sometime later, Korian found an engineer in town who was able to retrieve data from the wreckage. It was information on the course he had originated as well as some files his mother had apparently stored in the system for later use. One specific item caught his eye, a design his mother had been working on for an armor prototype for his father. This dawned on him that it was a physical link to his past, his Saiyan heritage. He welled up with pride and set the engineer to take of making a set as well as attempting to salvage what he could from the ship and perhaps adapt it for future use.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian and Kitsune were having dinner after a long day and the voracious hunger of the young man knew no bounds. Kitsune had never gotten used to watching him inhale his food and stared in awe at the sheer volume he could put away. After finishing her own meal, Kitsune cleared her throat to get his attention. “Korian, I want you to know how proud I am with how you’ve progressed. Perhaps I was wrong in my belief that those with the strength to act shouldn’t get involved. If you wish to help the citizens of our local town, I will allow you to….” Korian perked up excitedly at the prospect of testing himself in battle, but Kitsune continued, “I will allow you under my supervision to use what you’ve learned to help out the citizenry.” He was a little let down that she was still babying him like this, but he didn’t offer any complaint. He stood up to clear the table and went outside to go take a bath. Kitsune smiled at his enthusiasm as he reminded her a lot of her younger self.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Early the next day, Korian was out and about in his training Gi doing stretches in front of the house. Kitsune exited the front door, herself dressed in a green flowing low-cut dress, yellow obi belt, and black leggings. Korian looked slightly puzzled why his middle-aged teacher was dressing up like she was a young lady about to hit the town. “Don’t you give me that look, young man. This is what I wore back in the day.” Korian just blinked and gave her a stupid face which caused Kitsune to ball up her fist and sock him on the head. “Now that you learned your lesson, let’s head out for town. Put your cloak on and follow me.” They both rose into the air and flew off for the city to try and make a difference. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Upon arriving at the city outskirts, they looked about the dilapidated nature of the community and made their way toward the city center where there was the most gang activity. Kitsune looked around and motioned to Korian that would split up to try and get a lead on what was going on. “You holler if you get into any trouble. Don’t do anything rash.” Korian nodded and set about looking around, just then a familiar shape caught his eye. Sure, it had been a few years,</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">but how could he forget that white fur and that oversized orange cap. She noticed him watching her and she made her way over to him with a smile. His jaw dropped at her brazen and bold act, but as she approached him, he was on his guard as he remembered what had occurred the last time. He pointed at her as she stopped in front of him and said sharply “You’re that girl that kicked me in the balls!” The young rabbit girl laughed out loud and wiped a tear from her eye. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh, but the face you made was hilarious.” She snorted as she tried to contain her laughter. Korian fumed but he cut her off so he could get a word in with her. “Listen, I’ve come back to the city to help out. I know that time you were doing dangerous things to survive, but I honestly want to help the people out here, so they don't have to live in fear of violence.” She looked at him blankly for a moment and blinked. “What now?!” Korian said in an exasperated tone as he threw his hands up. The young girl just smiled and grabbed him by the hand. “Okay, you want to help then follow me, hero.” This caught him by surprise as the little rabbit started to drag him along rather effortlessly. “My name is Korian. What’s your name?” The young girl looked back to him as they walked and gave him a big smile. “Pleased to meet you, I'm Sorrel.”</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">After some time walking through the city they stopped at the edge of a large building and Sorrel pulled him to take cover along the edge of a wall. She quickly peeked around the corner and then looked back to him. “Alright, this is their base of operations. Those bastards who killed my people and took our stash. Let’s get in there and take back what’s mine.” Korian was shocked at Sorrel’s audacity, she was trying to use him as muscle to settle a score for her. He just shook his head and stood his ground. “No, we’re not here on a mission to settle vendettas. If these guys are as bad as you say they are then they’ll be dealt with accordingly, but not so you can continue the cycle of vengeance.” Sorrel was taken aback by his honesty and honor; she had never had to live by such a codex before on the streets. It was do anything you had to survive. “You really do care, don’t you?” Korian nodded steadfastly and stepped out from around the corner to head to the front of the gang’s base. This took Sorrel by surprise as she dashed out behind him to follow him into danger.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The pair were approached by several menacing looking individuals that decided to set upon them in short order with their fists, but instead of finding easy prey they only found a flurry of fists and feet from the duo. Korian smiled at the rush of combat and at the sight of Sorrel holding her own against these larger opponents. In no time at all they took care of all the bad guys outside and forced their way in the front door. “Knock, knock!” Sorrel jokingly proclaimed as they burst inside and had to deal with more foes as they went along. Korian just focused on the task</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">at hand and flowed down the corridor putting each foe down in short order. They began to climb up higher and higher as they fought their way through the enemy base. Sorrel was starting to get short of breath but managed to keep her composure. She walked past Korian and continued, but then Korian felt a rush of energy, like a bolt of lightning surge down his spine and he tackled Sorrel to the ground just in time for a red ball of energy to go sailing through the space she just occupied. He looked up at the foe who would dare launch such an attack and there stood a green scaled lizard man with glowing energy in the palm of his hand. Korian launched himself forward to meet him head on but was struck by an energy blast that exploded on contact and engulfed him in flames and thick smoke. Sorrel gasped but her shock turned to surprise as Korian shed his now flaming cloak and came out swinging on the lizard man and completely leveled him through the far wall in an instant. Sorrel got to her feet and brushed herself off and went to rejoin Korian. “Are you okay?” He said with concern and she replied with a nod. He then took her by the hand and lead her on higher up the stairs.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Not far off Kitsune heard an explosion and turned to see the side of a near-by building blow out and someone fall from several stories in the air. She narrowed her eyes and groaned to herself as she hurried to where she just knew that Korian was getting himself into trouble.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian and Sorrel reached the top of the building and burst through a set of doors with some unconscious bad guys being used as door knockers. Once they burst inside the large room, they saw several foes across from them where there was a large steel colored dragon, who sat upon a large chair like a throne. “Welcome to my humble abode, children. Please do make yourselves at home.” The dragon shot his hand out and a lightning fast blast of energy took Sorrel off her feet and threw her into the opposing wall. “Sorrel!” Korian cried out and he gritted his teeth, looking back to the dragon who was now on his feet. His remaining minions all launched themselves at once toward Korian who cried out in a Kiai and blasted them all away with his energy and managed to crumble half the room as well. The steel colored dragon just clapped his hands with metal clang that echoed out across the room. “Congratulations on making it this far, boy. What’s your name?” He stated calmly as the two stared each other down. “Korian…” and so he slid into a fighting stance “…and I’m here to take you down for all the pain you’ve caused the people.” This made the steel dragon laugh out loud and he himself took a fighting stance, his eyes never wavering from his opponent. “I’m Ancho the Reaper, I hope you've made your peace, foolish boy.” In that moment Korian lost sight of his opponent as he disappeared, but then he was doubled over in pain as a knee was buried deep into his solar plexus. The shock wore off as he looked up to Ancho and sent a kick for his face which landed</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">with a metal clang and Korian winched in pain as his own strike connected. He back flipped in retreat and found Sorrel on the ground groaning in pain. He reached down to help her to her feet. “What is this guy?” She asked as she clutched her chest. “I don’t know, but we’re going to need to work together.” Ancho rushed toward Korian now and managed to get inside his guard and grab him by the head as he plowed it into the concrete wall behind him. Sorrel was startled by the attack on Korian just before she was quickly swept aside by his steel tail and she skidded across the ground. Korian freed himself from his grasp and launched a rain of blows into Ancho’s mid-section which all landed with sharp metal clangs. Korian’s knuckles began to bleed as he bit down to press his body through the pain. Ancho charged him and grabbed him up by the head again but this time he was making a charge for a window. “Let’s go for a little ride, shall we?!” He gleefully exclaimed. Sorrel managed to grab onto his tail as all three crashed through the glass and his metal skinned wings spread open and they were launched off into the sky and headed away from the city. Kitsune had reached the top of the building as the three disappeared in the sky. She slammed her fist into the wall and cursed to herself. Soon she was off making chase herself and hopefully she wasn’t too late.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Ancho carried Korian in his talons and when they reached a rocky wasteland far past the edge of the city, he was thrown down to the ground and made a small crater as he came crashing down. Likewise, Ancho noticed Sorrel was clutching the end of his tail, but before he could react, she had let go and tumbled down to the ground in a roll. Ancho landed and looked at his fallen opponent with a sneer. “You’re a brave little boy, Korian, but all that bravado doesn’t amount to much.” Korian was now on his feet as he thumbed away some blood from his nose. He took a deep breath and focused his energy which created small electrical discharge around his right hand. Korian threw his palm forward and fired off a blue energy beam as he cried out. “HAAA!” Ancho settled in and threw open his wide jaws to cast down a rain of fire to disperse the energy much to Korian’s surprise. “You see boy? All your supposed power means nothing before a true warrior!” Ancho was promptly shut up from monologuing as a fierce energy laden kick was driven into the back of his head which buried his head deep in the ground. Landing on the ground not far away was Kitsune who quickly broke into a fighting stance.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">“Master Kitsune!” Korian cried out as he rushed to her side. “Korian, you’ve gotten yourself in pretty deep shit this time, but there’s time to scold you later. For now, let’s get to work.” He nodded enthusiastically just as the ground erupted in fire and out of the blaze came Ancho, looking mad as hell. “Now who is this?! More fodder for the meat wagon!” He came in swinging his talons which were parried to the ground by Kitsune with a sweep of her hands as he Korian snapped a kick straight up into his jaw. Little to no effect, but he performed a combination strike with a double hammer fist down along the steel dragon’s neck. It hurt like hell, but the force of the blow managed to bring Ancho down to a knee. Kitsune came in next with energy laden fists that clanged off his metal skin, but these blows came in with such speed that he staggered and fell to his back. Korian was up in the air now clutching a sparkling blue energy ball in his right palm which he fired in a wave down into Ancho’s supine form, the blast exploding with tremendous force which caused Kitsune and Sorrel to shield themselves from any debris. Korian landed a short distance away from Kitsune and grinned at his parent. “A job well done, young one, but next time wait for back-up.” She smiled and Korian made his way over to her, but out of the black smoke came Ancho roaring with rage and swiping down with his talons. Kitsune grabbed Korian and swung him out of the way to take the blow herself, Ancho’s metal claws buried themselves in her back. She stood in shock as she was impaled on the dragon's talons and she coughed up blood onto herself. Sorrel gasping in terror at the horrific scene and then Korian cried out in anger and sorrow at the sight of his impaled teacher. “NOOOOO!!”</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Ancho lifted Kitsune off the ground and flicked her off his talons which sent her sailing into the ground with a sickening thud near Sorrel. Ancho chuckled as he brought his blood-stained talons up to his grinning jaws and let his reptilian tongue have a taste. Korian’s eyes welled up with tears and he continued to scream out in rage and sadness, that blank feeling welling up inside his mind. It was going to happen again; he was going to lose his loved ones. He couldn’t let it happen; he wouldn’t let it happen again. Something in him snapped as he felt a burning fire in his core come loose and his power exploded outward in a golden flame, his Ki lashing out around his body as his hair spiked upward due to the intense rush of energy, now the same color as his energy, his tail too taking on a golden hue. He looked up at Ancho with greenish-blue eyes filled with an intense hate, his teeth gnashed together hard trying to contain all the rage that was swelling in him.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Before Ancho could even react, the boy was upon him, driving a hard-right fist into his jaw. The force of the blow creating a dent in his steel flesh and sending his mind spinning out of control. Another came in the form of a left hook which sent him sailing headfirst into the rocks that were dozens of yards away. Sorrel’s mouth was agape in astonishment at the raw power that Korian was exhibiting. She held onto Kitsune and did her best to stem the bleeding. The fox groaned in pain as she was being cradled and given first aid. Korian disappeared in a flash and was on top of Ancho in seconds, pulling him by a leg from the rubble only to swing him around and bring him down hard into the ground like one would swing a sledgehammer. This he repeated until the dragon spewed blood from his damaged jaws. Ancho could do nothing to react to this as the sheer force was overwhelming. Korian proceeded to punt the dragon deeper into the wasteland which caused him to crash through several sheer cliffs and come skidding to a halt at the edge of a cliff side. Korian appeared in a flash at his feet, staring him down with those cold, greenish-blue eyes. “No, no, please! Mercy!” Ancho begged for his life when Korian stepped up and mounted him, seizing his bloodied right talon, the one he used to stab Kitsune. “You want mercy?” Korian said coldly. He answered him by crushing his hand, metal skin, meat, and bones all gnashed together in a disgusting bloody pulp. Ancho cried out in pain and terror before being silenced by the boy gripping down on his throat. He squeezed so hard he put dents in his metal skin and caused him to cough up blood. Korian grinned as he began to enjoy dishing out the pain, he was inflicting upon him and relished in the sadistic nature of his actions. He was given pause by a voice calling out to him. “No, son, don’t.” He turned to see Sorrel supporting Kitsune over her shoulder. The wounded fox grimacing in pain, but clearly alive. Korian relaxed as his golden aura dissipated from around his body and his features returning to normal. He got up off Ancho and proceeded to Kitsune, clutching her and going down to his knees with her in a hug. “I thought I lost you.” Tears welled up in his eyes as he held his foster mother, he knew that now, that Kitsune was more to him than just a teacher and that she truly loved him like a son, and he loved her like his mother. Sorrel took a step back with a smile. “Let’s go home. I need a drink.” Kitsune said with a chuckle and grimaced in pain as it hurt to laugh. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Ancho climbed to his feet and swore to himself which became a verbal cry, “NO! Not like this this!” The dragon roared as his destroyed right-hand dripped blood at his side. “You’re going to pay with your lives!” He lunged forward with jaws dripping blood, a murderous look in eyes. Korian was caught unaware in the blissful moment with Kitsune as all he could muster was to clutch onto her the way she protected him from the attack earlier, the wounded fox could only watch the incoming attack bear down on them. The villainous dragon’s attack was suddenly stopped by a double foot drop kick to the face by Sorrel. She sent Ancho sailing toward the cliff side, Ancho managed to catch himself with is one good hand from going straight over the edge. He could only look on in terror with jaws agape in surprise as Sorrel came in swinging with a Ki energy ball clutched in her out stretched hand, which she proceeded to force feed to the startled enemy causing an explosion which blew his head off his shoulders in a gruesome display of blood and gore. The little rabbit wiped his blood off her face as she turned around and dusted her hands off. Korian and Kitsune looked on in awe at the sheer ferocity of her attack. Sorrel just stuck her tongue out and flashed them a cocky peace sign.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)">Many days later, the group had gathered at Kitsune’s house, Korian, Sorrel, and Kitsune were in front of the house. “Are you sure you won’t stay for a while?” Korian said sadly as he took Sorrel by the hand. She just smiled and reciprocated the gesture. “Now that Ancho is dead, I need to take care of my people, they need me.” She looked at Korian who was looking down at the ground like a sad puppy, but the young man just nodded as he understood she had her own affairs. He was surprised when Sorrel leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek which caused him to immediately blush bright red. Kitsune tried hard to conceal her laughter behind her hand. Sorrel stepped back and brushed her fingertips against Korian’s as she let go of his hand. “Don’t be a stranger, hero.” She winked and took a running start to fly off into the sky and back toward the city. Korian still blushing and shocked just touched his cheek that was kissed. Kitsune turned back toward the house using her crutch for support. “I like that girl. She knows what she wants.” Korian just smiled and knew that everything was going to be great.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 1269, member: 80"] [B][FONT=Verdana][COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)]Chapter 2: Lessons Learned and The Awakening[/COLOR][/FONT][/B] [COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)][FONT=Verdana]Age 757, [I]Universe 9[/I], [I]Planet Basur[/I] Several years have passed that saw the initiated training of Korian by Master Kitsune in her own martial style of the Fox school. While Master Kitsune was a harsh teacher with Korian, this was all for the purpose of his strengthening and her desire to see him survive this new world. Her affections for the boy had grown over time to an almost parental bond yet, she never let slip the guise of his teacher and protector in life. Over the proceeding years she not only taught him martial prowess, but the nature of his new home. From what she could discern, based upon the information Korian had given her about himself, and how he had arrived on her world; she deduced the young boy was likely not even from her own universe. She had never heard of this race of people called Saiyans before. Nor had she ever seen a being in all her travels that looked so alien in appearance. Kitsune had heard stories of the deities of their universe, the Kai and the God of destruction. Understanding the balance between life and death and the utmost need for such an infinite cycle. Perhaps she had personal lessons on the matter from a time past, but she did not let such thoughts cloud her mind while teaching the boy. She set him to task over time to make him survivable and was marveled at how strong the boy's body had become as he grew. He also seemed to have a deep supply of energy and it certainly took a considerable amount of effort to wear him down. She took to sharpening him as one would an axe, a tool necessary for use in daily life and one that could be used as a weapon to devastating effect in life or death circumstances. She also on his mind as well and made sure that he was not a dullard. She sensed that perhaps Korian bore mental scars from his tribulations and did her best to focus the boy in his studies and training. Teaching him language, writing, math, and everything else her mind could muster to raise him as a whole person in society. Unfortunately, there were certain things her teachings could not prepare him for in life; as he would soon learn. [I]Planet Basur[/I] Korian set about his morning training regime at the daybreak as he was usually instructed. He was to complete drills before heading out from their rural home to the local town to gather supplies and provisions. Before heading out for the day he stopped and took a knee before Kitsune. The sly fox master was sitting crossed legged outside the house, appearing to meditate in a motionless state; wearing nothing but black Gi pants and a sarashi style wrap around her torso which concealed her breasts. An open bottle of whisky sitting next to her on the ground, opaque in color, yet this was a familiar scene to Korian. Kitsune was day drinking again and had quite an early start at that. The young Saiyan's eyes fell across his master and he always couldn't help but notice her scars that ran across her torso. Kitsune had surely seen her fair share of combat and this he thought must be the consequences of leading the life of a fighter. Kitsune opened her eyes and cleared her throat when she noticed where Korian's attention was directed. The young Saiyan was caught off guard and adjusted his eyes back to the ground to give his master respect. "Do you have what you need to accomplish your task?" Kitsune said sternly like a commander questioning one of their troops. Korian nodded sharply. "Good, then off with you and make sure you bring back what I asked." She picked up the bottle and took a deep swig before setting it down between her legs. Korian rose to his feet and picked up a pack on the ground to carry the supplies. After adjusting it across his body and giving his obi belt a tug to ensure tightness, the boy closed his eyes for a moment to focus his Ki and levitate off the ground. He locked eyes with Kitsune for a split second before shooting off into the sky and bound for his destination. It didn't take long before Korian caught sight of the town in which he was being sent. He landed softly on the outskirts of the community and took off his pack to retrieve a cloak which he pulled around his shoulders and drew the hood over his head. Kitsune instructed him to always conceal himself when away from home. She explained that this served a two-fold purpose; one: to hide his unusual alien-like appearance from prying eyes and two: to blend in with the locals and be gray to the environment. Gray is flat and doesn't catch the eye. Be gray and you may just catch an unwitting adversary by surprise. Korian proceeded into the ghetto of downtown and disappeared into the hustle and bustle of people moving about on their day to day lives. He had completed this supply run a few times before, so he wasn't worried about getting lost, but he always kept a sharp eye because when people gathered together in such an impoverished land for the sake of safety; they were usually anything but safe. He proceeded to each location to pick up some food and especially Kitsune’s whisky. Korian made a face to himself at the thought of Kitsune's behavior when she drank. Sometimes she became pretty mean and that meant nothing but more harsh training and errands for him to do at beck and call. He sometimes wondered why she medicated herself with alcohol the way she did, but perhaps he may never truly know the answer. Just as he finished packing everything away to head for home; a group of kids caught his eye when they moved across the street into a side alley. They appeared to range in age from teenagers down to ones younger than him. What caught his eye was the one who stopped at the edge of the alley and began to look around serving as a look-out. A white furred rabbit, a girl, no more than eight years old; wearing an oversized orange cap that appeared to be too large for her small head. He was curious, no, intrigued as to what such a cute little girl would be doing out by herself. Well, he received his answer in short order as the group of kids burst from the scene carrying bags and satchels over their shoulders. A loud commotion rang out as they scattered and seemed to be followed by some rough looking adults clutching ad-hoc weapons like knives and clubs. The young girl began to sprint across the street to make her escape when she was knocked over by one of her older cohorts in the scramble for escape. The little rabbit tumbled down into the dusty street as one of the thuggish looking men came at her swinging a club. Korian didn't think as his body seemed to move all at once and the next thing, he knew he was burying a flying kick straight into the chest of the attacking brute. The young girl gasped with shock as the little cloaked figure sent this hulking thug flying back the way he came and crashing down into the ground. Korian set his bag down on the ground as the other hoodlums realized what had just happened and managed to surround him with weapons being brought to bear. In a flash of dust Korian was gone from the spot he was standing and was instantly on top of another, then another, and so on; driving carefully placed strikes to incapacitate each attacker with timed precision. Before the young girl knew it, the boy landed back on the ground and was encircled by grown men that were unconscious in the street. A strong wind began to blow suddenly which blew Korian's hood from his head, giving her a clear look at the boy's face. She was shocked by his appearance but more so by the action that just transpired. Korian exhaled and turned back to the cute girl and offered her a hand up off the ground. Her piercing red eyes locked with his own and he lost himself for a moment. He fell for her tender, beautiful appearance and was expecting a heartfelt sign of thanks. He was quickly brought back to reality when he felt the sharp, deadly pain of her foot being driven into his groin. His face contorted from a look of satisfaction to one of confusion and pain as he sank to knees clutching his balls. The little rabbit plucked his bag off the ground and turned back to give him a look. She blew him a kiss and stuck her tongue out while simultaneously flashing him the peace sign in a cocky manner. Then before he could compose his crumpled body off the ground, she had skipped away with the bag and disappeared. [ATTACH alt="Chapter 2 scene.jpg"]271[/ATTACH] After what seemed like an eternity choking on the dusty ground, Korian rose to his feet and dusted himself off. He didn't know at the time if the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach was from the kick to the groin; or perhaps at the thought of what Kitsune was going to do to him when he came home to explain himself. He could only offer up one word to express his feelings right now. One that he had learned from his time training with his master. "Shit.” It was a hot day, good for seeing how far you could push yourself and Kitsune was going to push. Korian looked at the front of their house upside down as he was performing a handstand. Kitsune paced back and forth behind him with a bit of wood being twirled between her clawed fingers. Korian lowered himself down until his hair brushed against the ground and just as he reached the apex of lowering himself down, Kitsune struck him across his bare back with the rod she was toying with in her hands. "Impulsive fool!" Her voice rang out as Korian winced and pushed himself back up. After barely a pause in his action he lowered himself down again and was struck. "Lack of situational awareness!" she hissed between her teeth in anger. Korian narrowed his eyes at the pain and continued with his exercise. This went on for quite a while until Kitsune either grew bored of hitting him or it seemed she had other ideas to teach him a lesson. On the final push up instead of catching the stick again, he heard her cry out, "STUPID!" before feeling the sharp push of a kick come across his back side that sent him sailing head long into the ground. Korian coughed up dirt and rolled himself over to look up at his master. She stood before him clutching a piece of rope and looked down at him with a sense of disappointment yet the fire in her eyes was still there. "Up! Boy!" He quickly recovered and stood ready to take his punishment, but she did nothing except close her eyes and sigh. Kitsune rounded behind him and bound his hands together behind his back in such a way that his shoulders began to pull, it was not a comfortable position. Kitsune looked down at her bound pupil and then off into the distance at the craggy mountains which he had come down many years ago. "To the top you go. No flying or I will break every bone in your body. Am I clear?" She made sure the last part of her statement came out almost as a whisper as she forward next to his ear. Korian gulped as he looked at the mountain which had taken him days to trek from when he was a small boy. "Yes, Master." He began to jog away from the house and set off on his destination. "I'll be watching, boy!" She called after him as he disappeared out of sight. Korian huffed and struggled to keep his balance as he ran up the steep cliffs toward the summit of the mountain. His thoughts were a mess as he felt anger at having to go through all this and yet shame that he had let his master down. His eyes intensely focused on the path forward as the cold winds of the mountain swept across his exposed torso. It had taken many hours and a few falls later, but he finally climbed his way to the top of the mountain on his knees and using his chin to pull himself up on the final ledge to the summit. There much to his surprise was Kitsune sitting on the far edge waiting for him to arrive. The fox master was sipping out of an open bottle which she seemed to have finished as she pitched it off the side of the tall mountain. She stood and made her way over to her pupil and slashed her claws down on the rope binding his arms. Korian looked surprised as she walked around in front of him and settled into a fighting pose. "You think you are a hero, boy?! You want to act tough?! Then show me how tough you've become!" [ATTACH]1674[/ATTACH] Korian took his stance and tried to come in low and fast on Kitsune for an open palmed strike to her chin, but she calmly twisted out of the way and proceeded to deliver a back fist to the side of his head. This caught him by surprise, but he planted a hand down on the ground to allow him to strike out with a kick which she grabbed and twisted causing him to spin and eat the ground. He didn’t have time to think as she was on top of him and sending a flurry of kicks down on him like a hard rain. All he could do was block with his free arm and push himself out of the way. “If this is all you can muster then you have failed. Miserably.” Her words cut into him like a knife to the heart as he gritted his teeth and went at her at full speed. They both disappeared and only reappeared as they clashed blows and adjusted their positioning to continue the attack. This went on until Kitsune caught him by the arm and took him down to the ground with her straddling his chest and aiming to strike at his neck her clawed fingers. “Time to die, weak fool!” His mind went blank as a flurry of emotion came pouring into his mind. Rage and sadness mixing together to form an ugly pulsing sensation in his mind. He cried out and let everything go at once which sent an explosion of his Ki to throw Kitsune from his body and clattering to the ground some distance away. Korian stood with fury in his eyes and cried out as he launched himself head long into his master and caught her by surprise with a flying right hand across the jaw. This blow causing the consciousness from her eyes to go blank for a moment and before she realized that she was tumbling off the side of the mountain and she disappeared over the edge. Korian gasped in horror at the realization of what he had done to his master and rushed to the edge of the mountain to peer over the ledge. Just then she shot up into view in front of him, hovering in the air and sending a kick straight to his face which knocked him unconscious. After coming to sometime later, he sat up with a throbbing headache, he was startled to see Kitsune calmly sitting next to him with her legs crossed and looking pensive. He sat upright and looked to his master who reached out to him and pulled his head into her chest. “You’ve got to be smart, boy. All the strength and technique in the whole world doesn’t matter for anything if you can’t be smart enough to know when to use it.” There was sadness in her voice as she spoke. “I won’t lose you too.” All this came at such a surprise to him, but the sadness and raw truth laid bare before him that she did care for him more than she let on. She clutched him tighter and he reciprocated by placing his arms around her and holding her close as well. Korian closed his eyes and felt at ease like when he was in his mother’s arms, so many years ago. Age 760, [I]Planet Basur[/I] In the intervening years, Korian and Kitsune’s relationship evolved and mellowed to a more parental nature. She began to share details about herself with him and not every story she had for him was a happy one. What made the biggest impression on him was her relating to him she once had a family, a husband and a daughter. She and her husband tried to use their martial prowess to make life better not only for themselves, but for their community as well. That is until one day they fought a violent gang of bandits that had gotten the drop on them. It was a fierce melee with many lives lost, including the life of her beloved to a surprise attack that Kitsune curses herself for not being able to intercept. This threw Kitsune into a murderous rage as she tracked down the leader of the bandit gang and killed him in an act of vengeance. She felt no better after her cold-blooded act, so she somberly headed home to break the news to her daughter. To her shock and horror, some surviving members of the gang had shaken people down for information on where the couple lived and had attacked their quiet home. Falling to her knees in despair, she cradled the lifeless body of her innocent child and cried out for what seemed like days. Despondent from her failures of her own creation, she swore she would never get involved again and that people got what they deserved for the lives they lead. She tried to bury her feelings in a bottle, but after all these years it never truly seemed to help. Kitsune continued to train Korian with a determination to help him survive and be a better person than she could ever hope to be. She was on hard on him still, but now she began to feel whole like Korian entering her life had filled a void that she thought could never be repaired. Seeing that the he had a deep, untapped well of power residing in him, she taught him Ki control and focus. How to truly master himself with a calm and focused mind. It was a challenge with many hurdles and one they faced was his love of battle, the boy seemed to yearn to test himself in combat, like a primal desire to be the best and strongest. Kitsune remained resolute and focused in her role as master to focus her pupil and in her newfound role as parent to raise the boy into a good man. Korian made strides to overcome his own person trauma and went back to the ship he had arrived in, taking what remained of the entire vessel back to his home, hoping to perhaps find more answers in the wreckage of his deliverance. Sometime later, Korian found an engineer in town who was able to retrieve data from the wreckage. It was information on the course he had originated as well as some files his mother had apparently stored in the system for later use. One specific item caught his eye, a design his mother had been working on for an armor prototype for his father. This dawned on him that it was a physical link to his past, his Saiyan heritage. He welled up with pride and set the engineer to take of making a set as well as attempting to salvage what he could from the ship and perhaps adapt it for future use. Korian and Kitsune were having dinner after a long day and the voracious hunger of the young man knew no bounds. Kitsune had never gotten used to watching him inhale his food and stared in awe at the sheer volume he could put away. After finishing her own meal, Kitsune cleared her throat to get his attention. “Korian, I want you to know how proud I am with how you’ve progressed. Perhaps I was wrong in my belief that those with the strength to act shouldn’t get involved. If you wish to help the citizens of our local town, I will allow you to….” Korian perked up excitedly at the prospect of testing himself in battle, but Kitsune continued, “I will allow you under my supervision to use what you’ve learned to help out the citizenry.” He was a little let down that she was still babying him like this, but he didn’t offer any complaint. He stood up to clear the table and went outside to go take a bath. Kitsune smiled at his enthusiasm as he reminded her a lot of her younger self. Early the next day, Korian was out and about in his training Gi doing stretches in front of the house. Kitsune exited the front door, herself dressed in a green flowing low-cut dress, yellow obi belt, and black leggings. Korian looked slightly puzzled why his middle-aged teacher was dressing up like she was a young lady about to hit the town. “Don’t you give me that look, young man. This is what I wore back in the day.” Korian just blinked and gave her a stupid face which caused Kitsune to ball up her fist and sock him on the head. “Now that you learned your lesson, let’s head out for town. Put your cloak on and follow me.” They both rose into the air and flew off for the city to try and make a difference. Upon arriving at the city outskirts, they looked about the dilapidated nature of the community and made their way toward the city center where there was the most gang activity. Kitsune looked around and motioned to Korian that would split up to try and get a lead on what was going on. “You holler if you get into any trouble. Don’t do anything rash.” Korian nodded and set about looking around, just then a familiar shape caught his eye. Sure, it had been a few years, but how could he forget that white fur and that oversized orange cap. She noticed him watching her and she made her way over to him with a smile. His jaw dropped at her brazen and bold act, but as she approached him, he was on his guard as he remembered what had occurred the last time. He pointed at her as she stopped in front of him and said sharply “You’re that girl that kicked me in the balls!” The young rabbit girl laughed out loud and wiped a tear from her eye. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh, but the face you made was hilarious.” She snorted as she tried to contain her laughter. Korian fumed but he cut her off so he could get a word in with her. “Listen, I’ve come back to the city to help out. I know that time you were doing dangerous things to survive, but I honestly want to help the people out here, so they don't have to live in fear of violence.” She looked at him blankly for a moment and blinked. “What now?!” Korian said in an exasperated tone as he threw his hands up. The young girl just smiled and grabbed him by the hand. “Okay, you want to help then follow me, hero.” This caught him by surprise as the little rabbit started to drag him along rather effortlessly. “My name is Korian. What’s your name?” The young girl looked back to him as they walked and gave him a big smile. “Pleased to meet you, I'm Sorrel.” After some time walking through the city they stopped at the edge of a large building and Sorrel pulled him to take cover along the edge of a wall. She quickly peeked around the corner and then looked back to him. “Alright, this is their base of operations. Those bastards who killed my people and took our stash. Let’s get in there and take back what’s mine.” Korian was shocked at Sorrel’s audacity, she was trying to use him as muscle to settle a score for her. He just shook his head and stood his ground. “No, we’re not here on a mission to settle vendettas. If these guys are as bad as you say they are then they’ll be dealt with accordingly, but not so you can continue the cycle of vengeance.” Sorrel was taken aback by his honesty and honor; she had never had to live by such a codex before on the streets. It was do anything you had to survive. “You really do care, don’t you?” Korian nodded steadfastly and stepped out from around the corner to head to the front of the gang’s base. This took Sorrel by surprise as she dashed out behind him to follow him into danger. The pair were approached by several menacing looking individuals that decided to set upon them in short order with their fists, but instead of finding easy prey they only found a flurry of fists and feet from the duo. Korian smiled at the rush of combat and at the sight of Sorrel holding her own against these larger opponents. In no time at all they took care of all the bad guys outside and forced their way in the front door. “Knock, knock!” Sorrel jokingly proclaimed as they burst inside and had to deal with more foes as they went along. Korian just focused on the task at hand and flowed down the corridor putting each foe down in short order. They began to climb up higher and higher as they fought their way through the enemy base. Sorrel was starting to get short of breath but managed to keep her composure. She walked past Korian and continued, but then Korian felt a rush of energy, like a bolt of lightning surge down his spine and he tackled Sorrel to the ground just in time for a red ball of energy to go sailing through the space she just occupied. He looked up at the foe who would dare launch such an attack and there stood a green scaled lizard man with glowing energy in the palm of his hand. Korian launched himself forward to meet him head on but was struck by an energy blast that exploded on contact and engulfed him in flames and thick smoke. Sorrel gasped but her shock turned to surprise as Korian shed his now flaming cloak and came out swinging on the lizard man and completely leveled him through the far wall in an instant. Sorrel got to her feet and brushed herself off and went to rejoin Korian. “Are you okay?” He said with concern and she replied with a nod. He then took her by the hand and lead her on higher up the stairs. Not far off Kitsune heard an explosion and turned to see the side of a near-by building blow out and someone fall from several stories in the air. She narrowed her eyes and groaned to herself as she hurried to where she just knew that Korian was getting himself into trouble. Korian and Sorrel reached the top of the building and burst through a set of doors with some unconscious bad guys being used as door knockers. Once they burst inside the large room, they saw several foes across from them where there was a large steel colored dragon, who sat upon a large chair like a throne. “Welcome to my humble abode, children. Please do make yourselves at home.” The dragon shot his hand out and a lightning fast blast of energy took Sorrel off her feet and threw her into the opposing wall. “Sorrel!” Korian cried out and he gritted his teeth, looking back to the dragon who was now on his feet. His remaining minions all launched themselves at once toward Korian who cried out in a Kiai and blasted them all away with his energy and managed to crumble half the room as well. The steel colored dragon just clapped his hands with metal clang that echoed out across the room. “Congratulations on making it this far, boy. What’s your name?” He stated calmly as the two stared each other down. “Korian…” and so he slid into a fighting stance “…and I’m here to take you down for all the pain you’ve caused the people.” This made the steel dragon laugh out loud and he himself took a fighting stance, his eyes never wavering from his opponent. “I’m Ancho the Reaper, I hope you've made your peace, foolish boy.” In that moment Korian lost sight of his opponent as he disappeared, but then he was doubled over in pain as a knee was buried deep into his solar plexus. The shock wore off as he looked up to Ancho and sent a kick for his face which landed with a metal clang and Korian winched in pain as his own strike connected. He back flipped in retreat and found Sorrel on the ground groaning in pain. He reached down to help her to her feet. “What is this guy?” She asked as she clutched her chest. “I don’t know, but we’re going to need to work together.” Ancho rushed toward Korian now and managed to get inside his guard and grab him by the head as he plowed it into the concrete wall behind him. Sorrel was startled by the attack on Korian just before she was quickly swept aside by his steel tail and she skidded across the ground. Korian freed himself from his grasp and launched a rain of blows into Ancho’s mid-section which all landed with sharp metal clangs. Korian’s knuckles began to bleed as he bit down to press his body through the pain. Ancho charged him and grabbed him up by the head again but this time he was making a charge for a window. “Let’s go for a little ride, shall we?!” He gleefully exclaimed. Sorrel managed to grab onto his tail as all three crashed through the glass and his metal skinned wings spread open and they were launched off into the sky and headed away from the city. Kitsune had reached the top of the building as the three disappeared in the sky. She slammed her fist into the wall and cursed to herself. Soon she was off making chase herself and hopefully she wasn’t too late. Ancho carried Korian in his talons and when they reached a rocky wasteland far past the edge of the city, he was thrown down to the ground and made a small crater as he came crashing down. Likewise, Ancho noticed Sorrel was clutching the end of his tail, but before he could react, she had let go and tumbled down to the ground in a roll. Ancho landed and looked at his fallen opponent with a sneer. “You’re a brave little boy, Korian, but all that bravado doesn’t amount to much.” Korian was now on his feet as he thumbed away some blood from his nose. He took a deep breath and focused his energy which created small electrical discharge around his right hand. Korian threw his palm forward and fired off a blue energy beam as he cried out. “HAAA!” Ancho settled in and threw open his wide jaws to cast down a rain of fire to disperse the energy much to Korian’s surprise. “You see boy? All your supposed power means nothing before a true warrior!” Ancho was promptly shut up from monologuing as a fierce energy laden kick was driven into the back of his head which buried his head deep in the ground. Landing on the ground not far away was Kitsune who quickly broke into a fighting stance. “Master Kitsune!” Korian cried out as he rushed to her side. “Korian, you’ve gotten yourself in pretty deep shit this time, but there’s time to scold you later. For now, let’s get to work.” He nodded enthusiastically just as the ground erupted in fire and out of the blaze came Ancho, looking mad as hell. “Now who is this?! More fodder for the meat wagon!” He came in swinging his talons which were parried to the ground by Kitsune with a sweep of her hands as he Korian snapped a kick straight up into his jaw. Little to no effect, but he performed a combination strike with a double hammer fist down along the steel dragon’s neck. It hurt like hell, but the force of the blow managed to bring Ancho down to a knee. Kitsune came in next with energy laden fists that clanged off his metal skin, but these blows came in with such speed that he staggered and fell to his back. Korian was up in the air now clutching a sparkling blue energy ball in his right palm which he fired in a wave down into Ancho’s supine form, the blast exploding with tremendous force which caused Kitsune and Sorrel to shield themselves from any debris. Korian landed a short distance away from Kitsune and grinned at his parent. “A job well done, young one, but next time wait for back-up.” She smiled and Korian made his way over to her, but out of the black smoke came Ancho roaring with rage and swiping down with his talons. Kitsune grabbed Korian and swung him out of the way to take the blow herself, Ancho’s metal claws buried themselves in her back. She stood in shock as she was impaled on the dragon's talons and she coughed up blood onto herself. Sorrel gasping in terror at the horrific scene and then Korian cried out in anger and sorrow at the sight of his impaled teacher. “NOOOOO!!” Ancho lifted Kitsune off the ground and flicked her off his talons which sent her sailing into the ground with a sickening thud near Sorrel. Ancho chuckled as he brought his blood-stained talons up to his grinning jaws and let his reptilian tongue have a taste. Korian’s eyes welled up with tears and he continued to scream out in rage and sadness, that blank feeling welling up inside his mind. It was going to happen again; he was going to lose his loved ones. He couldn’t let it happen; he wouldn’t let it happen again. Something in him snapped as he felt a burning fire in his core come loose and his power exploded outward in a golden flame, his Ki lashing out around his body as his hair spiked upward due to the intense rush of energy, now the same color as his energy, his tail too taking on a golden hue. He looked up at Ancho with greenish-blue eyes filled with an intense hate, his teeth gnashed together hard trying to contain all the rage that was swelling in him. Before Ancho could even react, the boy was upon him, driving a hard-right fist into his jaw. The force of the blow creating a dent in his steel flesh and sending his mind spinning out of control. Another came in the form of a left hook which sent him sailing headfirst into the rocks that were dozens of yards away. Sorrel’s mouth was agape in astonishment at the raw power that Korian was exhibiting. She held onto Kitsune and did her best to stem the bleeding. The fox groaned in pain as she was being cradled and given first aid. Korian disappeared in a flash and was on top of Ancho in seconds, pulling him by a leg from the rubble only to swing him around and bring him down hard into the ground like one would swing a sledgehammer. This he repeated until the dragon spewed blood from his damaged jaws. Ancho could do nothing to react to this as the sheer force was overwhelming. Korian proceeded to punt the dragon deeper into the wasteland which caused him to crash through several sheer cliffs and come skidding to a halt at the edge of a cliff side. Korian appeared in a flash at his feet, staring him down with those cold, greenish-blue eyes. “No, no, please! Mercy!” Ancho begged for his life when Korian stepped up and mounted him, seizing his bloodied right talon, the one he used to stab Kitsune. “You want mercy?” Korian said coldly. He answered him by crushing his hand, metal skin, meat, and bones all gnashed together in a disgusting bloody pulp. Ancho cried out in pain and terror before being silenced by the boy gripping down on his throat. He squeezed so hard he put dents in his metal skin and caused him to cough up blood. Korian grinned as he began to enjoy dishing out the pain, he was inflicting upon him and relished in the sadistic nature of his actions. He was given pause by a voice calling out to him. “No, son, don’t.” He turned to see Sorrel supporting Kitsune over her shoulder. The wounded fox grimacing in pain, but clearly alive. Korian relaxed as his golden aura dissipated from around his body and his features returning to normal. He got up off Ancho and proceeded to Kitsune, clutching her and going down to his knees with her in a hug. “I thought I lost you.” Tears welled up in his eyes as he held his foster mother, he knew that now, that Kitsune was more to him than just a teacher and that she truly loved him like a son, and he loved her like his mother. Sorrel took a step back with a smile. “Let’s go home. I need a drink.” Kitsune said with a chuckle and grimaced in pain as it hurt to laugh. Ancho climbed to his feet and swore to himself which became a verbal cry, “NO! Not like this this!” The dragon roared as his destroyed right-hand dripped blood at his side. “You’re going to pay with your lives!” He lunged forward with jaws dripping blood, a murderous look in eyes. Korian was caught unaware in the blissful moment with Kitsune as all he could muster was to clutch onto her the way she protected him from the attack earlier, the wounded fox could only watch the incoming attack bear down on them. The villainous dragon’s attack was suddenly stopped by a double foot drop kick to the face by Sorrel. She sent Ancho sailing toward the cliff side, Ancho managed to catch himself with is one good hand from going straight over the edge. He could only look on in terror with jaws agape in surprise as Sorrel came in swinging with a Ki energy ball clutched in her out stretched hand, which she proceeded to force feed to the startled enemy causing an explosion which blew his head off his shoulders in a gruesome display of blood and gore. The little rabbit wiped his blood off her face as she turned around and dusted her hands off. Korian and Kitsune looked on in awe at the sheer ferocity of her attack. Sorrel just stuck her tongue out and flashed them a cocky peace sign.[/FONT][/COLOR] [FONT=Verdana][COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)]Many days later, the group had gathered at Kitsune’s house, Korian, Sorrel, and Kitsune were in front of the house. “Are you sure you won’t stay for a while?” Korian said sadly as he took Sorrel by the hand. She just smiled and reciprocated the gesture. “Now that Ancho is dead, I need to take care of my people, they need me.” She looked at Korian who was looking down at the ground like a sad puppy, but the young man just nodded as he understood she had her own affairs. He was surprised when Sorrel leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek which caused him to immediately blush bright red. Kitsune tried hard to conceal her laughter behind her hand. Sorrel stepped back and brushed her fingertips against Korian’s as she let go of his hand. “Don’t be a stranger, hero.” She winked and took a running start to fly off into the sky and back toward the city. Korian still blushing and shocked just touched his cheek that was kissed. Kitsune turned back toward the house using her crutch for support. “I like that girl. She knows what she wants.” Korian just smiled and knew that everything was going to be great.[/COLOR][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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