Post by Zaiko on Jul 26, 2007 15:49:08 GMT -5
With a large whistling the small orb would enter the atmosphere of his home Planet New Vegeta. A small tracking system buzzed inside an outpost and from a small orb on top of said structure, a beam of silver would shoot forth and envelope the orb, bringing it closer to the metallic landing area that would be used this day. The orb slammed into the metal and skid to a stop before small pillars shot up as gears turned, raising a wall of metal to stop this craft. The orb slammed into the shield that had risen from the ground and spun a few times before it stopped, the small red ballistic glass window facing opposite of it's previous headed direction. The shield that had risen lowered, giving view of a hanger a few hundred feet away, several aliens in their service armor moving to retrieve the craft. There was a hiss as the door broke forward some, breaking the seal. Once the orb was depressured, he fell forward, bloody hands moving to stop his fall onto his face. The Saiyan fell forth, out of the orb to his hands and knees, eyes wide as his teeth were clenched. He hated traveling...and the hibernation system on his pod had been bashed upon his arrival on his last target planet, Rumucus. The two aliens inspected his battered armor and shredded battle suit before moving to help him up.
"Lord Zaiko, are you alright sir," asked the first blue alien, before a sharp whip of his tail came forth, hitting the alien in the jaw as he reached to help the wouded Saiyan up. The force was enough to send the alien reeling, and he fell back. Zaiko moved swiftly and tripped the purple one before he pounced up. His eyes shot around frantically...landing pad, and mechanics. He was back on New Vegeta. He stood up straight and pulled off the shattered remains of his scouter, tossing the fizzeling device to the ground before he stomped on it. A wind passed from his feet as he elevated somewhat, getting a better look. He was in the West Quarter...decently enough, that was close to the Birthing Grounds. The King had seen to that. And thusly, with a small use of his ki, he flew himself towards the Birthing grounds. A small flip was completed as he landed outside of the dome style building, the two Elites looking mildly surprised to see him. The one on the left, who was bald and clad in black and brown winged armor spoke deadpan to him.
"Wow Zaiko...you made it back I see...well, we're under explicit orders not to let you in, sorry." A smug look crossing the guards face as he said this. Zaiko's eyes narrowed as he grit his teeth. A small wind twirled around him before his ki exploded forth, closing him in a burning red aura. He fell to a well known Saiyan battle stance easy to fool Elites by letting them think you're using child's techniques.
"You'd do well to move out of my way, low class, or I'll have to open that door using your jaw bone to pick the lock." As soon as these words left Zaiko's mouth the two elites rushed forward and Zaiko shifted his stance to one he had received in his Royal training. The first guard was taken down easy, swift dodge to the left followed by a sharp elbow to the spine. The blow was enough to send the guard bouncing to the ground and allowing his momentum to carry him away. He would find that he was paralyzed. The second guard was halted by a swift kick from Zaiko's left boot, followed by a sharp right punch, the same arm that had broken his opponents back. The left hand came around and grabbed this guards throat, the very same who had told Zaiko he couldn't pass. The right fist glew with a brilliant red glow before he looked the guard in the eye.
"I just wanted to pass through." And with that, the fist launched into the guards face, a beam shooting forth, it's path directed towards the sky, the stream going over the central training facility before vanishing in a small array of sparkles. The guard had been dropped after his head was removed. Zaiko's aura faded as he moved towards the door, the two structure's sliding apart and granting him access.
"Lord Zaiko, are you alright sir," asked the first blue alien, before a sharp whip of his tail came forth, hitting the alien in the jaw as he reached to help the wouded Saiyan up. The force was enough to send the alien reeling, and he fell back. Zaiko moved swiftly and tripped the purple one before he pounced up. His eyes shot around frantically...landing pad, and mechanics. He was back on New Vegeta. He stood up straight and pulled off the shattered remains of his scouter, tossing the fizzeling device to the ground before he stomped on it. A wind passed from his feet as he elevated somewhat, getting a better look. He was in the West Quarter...decently enough, that was close to the Birthing Grounds. The King had seen to that. And thusly, with a small use of his ki, he flew himself towards the Birthing grounds. A small flip was completed as he landed outside of the dome style building, the two Elites looking mildly surprised to see him. The one on the left, who was bald and clad in black and brown winged armor spoke deadpan to him.
"Wow Zaiko...you made it back I see...well, we're under explicit orders not to let you in, sorry." A smug look crossing the guards face as he said this. Zaiko's eyes narrowed as he grit his teeth. A small wind twirled around him before his ki exploded forth, closing him in a burning red aura. He fell to a well known Saiyan battle stance easy to fool Elites by letting them think you're using child's techniques.
"You'd do well to move out of my way, low class, or I'll have to open that door using your jaw bone to pick the lock." As soon as these words left Zaiko's mouth the two elites rushed forward and Zaiko shifted his stance to one he had received in his Royal training. The first guard was taken down easy, swift dodge to the left followed by a sharp elbow to the spine. The blow was enough to send the guard bouncing to the ground and allowing his momentum to carry him away. He would find that he was paralyzed. The second guard was halted by a swift kick from Zaiko's left boot, followed by a sharp right punch, the same arm that had broken his opponents back. The left hand came around and grabbed this guards throat, the very same who had told Zaiko he couldn't pass. The right fist glew with a brilliant red glow before he looked the guard in the eye.
"I just wanted to pass through." And with that, the fist launched into the guards face, a beam shooting forth, it's path directed towards the sky, the stream going over the central training facility before vanishing in a small array of sparkles. The guard had been dropped after his head was removed. Zaiko's aura faded as he moved towards the door, the two structure's sliding apart and granting him access.
