YatoruSenpai
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East City (東の都 Azuma no Miyako), also known as Metro East and the East Capital, is one of the main capitals of Earth. East City is where Orin Temple is located. West of the city, next to Orin Temple, there is a Bamboo Forest.
East City- Chapter 2 Event
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East City (東の都 Azuma no Miyako), also known as Metro East and the East Capital, is one of the main capitals of Earth. East City is where Orin Temple is located. West of the city, next to Orin Temple, there is a Bamboo Forest.
YatoruSenpai
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The Valtraxian with long white hair, silvered eyes and an aged face, adorning the Tundra Force armor had been flying above the stratosphere, before his eyes caught both the sight of a city and a strange floating structure. A brilliant idea flashing in his sadistic mind, he landed on the Lookout in the sky; his hands slamming into the surface of the lookout before accelerating himself with the lookout of the old earths guardian. The Lookouts bottom burning and heating up as it rapidly came down against the center of East city, and what occurred was a brilliant display of destruction. Upon impact the Lookout shattered, erupting g-force similar to a hydrogen bomb expanded a radius of destructive force outwards wiping out ninety percent of East city, leaving a Crater with flames and skeletons of bodies melted into the curvature of the crater. Standing amidst the center of the crater, the Valtraxian Astorath stared towards the sky, taking in the scent of death, flames and carnage.
Rutaba
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Rutaba shot through the sky at full speed, blue ki streaking behind him like a bright comet. The closer he got to East City, the heavier the air felt, like something bad was waiting.
Then he saw it.
The whole city was gone.
He slowed down so fast his aura flickered. His eyes went wide as he stared at the giant crater where East City used to be. Smoke was everywhere, thick and black. The ground was all cracked and burning. Nothing looked right.
Rutaba hovered there for a long moment, mouth open.
“…No way…” he whispered, his voice small.
He slowly floated down and landed near the edge of the big hole. The ground was still super hot under his boots. Ash floated past his face as he looked around — broken buildings, flipped cars, and scary quiet where there used to be lots of people.
His little fists clenched tight.
“This isn’t fair…” he said, his voice wobbling a bit. “Where did everybody go…?”
Rutaba rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, then lifted his head toward the middle of the crater where the smoke was the thickest. His tail stiffened behind him as blue ki slowly started glowing around his small body — not crazy and wild like usual, but steady and strong.
“…I’m here now,” he said quietly, eyes narrowing.
Then he saw it.
The whole city was gone.
He slowed down so fast his aura flickered. His eyes went wide as he stared at the giant crater where East City used to be. Smoke was everywhere, thick and black. The ground was all cracked and burning. Nothing looked right.
Rutaba hovered there for a long moment, mouth open.
“…No way…” he whispered, his voice small.
He slowly floated down and landed near the edge of the big hole. The ground was still super hot under his boots. Ash floated past his face as he looked around — broken buildings, flipped cars, and scary quiet where there used to be lots of people.
His little fists clenched tight.
“This isn’t fair…” he said, his voice wobbling a bit. “Where did everybody go…?”
Rutaba rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, then lifted his head toward the middle of the crater where the smoke was the thickest. His tail stiffened behind him as blue ki slowly started glowing around his small body — not crazy and wild like usual, but steady and strong.
“…I’m here now,” he said quietly, eyes narrowing.
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From the center of the crater, Astorath's silver eyes focused on the glow of a blue light at the edge of the high point of the crater; his boots shifting on the ashen grounds charred with bones and concrete. His legs pressing hard against the ground, debris erupts behind him, moving with his speed at 8,333 he broke through the smoke forcing it to tunnel inwards in a reverse influx as his gloved hands extended out towards the source of that light. His eyes catching a small child as his left hands grip would wrapped around the childs skull, and with his strength at 3,333 he slammed the childs head into the ground causing the back of the child's skull to crack by the sheer momentum transferring into pure force. By doing so his hand let go of the boy's skull; his left hand swiftly grabbed the furry brown tail sticking out his back. With a vice grip he lifted the child with ease before rotating his left wrist forcing the saiyan child to twirl in the air before heavily slamming the boy on his back multiple times creating small craters that gradually grow in size...
Monkey D. Kami
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As the echoes of "Ginger Town" faded behind him, Shinji shot eastward, a blur against the sky, his speed a desperate race against time. Even from high above, the air grew thick with a stench that clawed at his throat – a nauseating cocktail of burning flesh and decay, a grim promise of what lay ahead. Below, East City was a raging inferno, a landscape devoured by fire. And there, at the epicenter of this devastation, stood another Valtraxion, its form silhouetted against the towering flames. Shinji, was unusually silent in the upper atmosphere, surveying the horror from his undetected perch. The Valtraxian loomed within a colossal crater, a gaping maw in the earth, not empty but filled with a ghastly tapestry of charred remains. The sight alone was enough to churn his stomach, but the putrid, metallic scent that wafted up, even at this altitude, was truly foul, causing his nose to involuntarily wrinkle in profound disgust.
"The hell is going on"
An idea clicked in his head.
However, before he could react, he noticed a familiar ki signature
"Rutabaga... why is he still here?"
Shinji's gaze was locked on the boy, a knot tightening in his gut as Rutaba descended into the crater, seemingly oblivious to the lurking danger. The Valtraxian, a hulking shadow, remained unseen by the young Saiyan. With a sharp intake of breath, Shinji unleashed a subtle, almost ethereal flicker of feint blue ki, a deliberate, calculated pulse designed to snatch the beast's attention. It worked. The Valtraxian's massive head swiveled, its predatory eyes locking onto the boy, abandoning its previous target. What followed was a sickening blur of motion as the creature blitzed Rutaba, a whirlwind of raw power. It didn't just strike; it began a savage, relentless brutalization, slamming the young Saiyan's skull into the unyielding ground again and again. The sickening *CRACK* of bone against rock reverberated like a gunshot across the desolate battlefield, a sound that promised not just injury, but a devastating concussion for the child.
"Tch..."
A tempest of raw ki erupted beneath Shinji's feet, coiling into a pulsating conduit of pure energy. He wasn't just moving; he became a living projectile, launched with desperate force to snatch the young Saiyan from peril. The sheer force of his departure birthed a thunderous shockwave that ripped through the air. His speed, now boosted fivefold to an impressive 20,750, as Shinji rush forward he blurred him into nothing more than a crimson streak—a searing red phantom. Before anyone could even blink, before their minds could register the blur, he had already closed the distance, slamming his palm into the Valtraxian head who was manhandling Rutaba. In the next instant, as if materializing from thin air, Shinji reappeared, the Valtraxian's massive head now firmly clasped in the palm of his hand, he reinforced his arm sacrificing his ki and magical abilities amplifying his durability to 4,250 so that he won't lose a limb from the raw power generated from his speed. He moved so fast he generated a huge amount of momentum and when his hand gripped his opponent it pulled his head with incredible force, all that speed turning his body allowed him to generate immense power forcing an even greater impact. As he grabbed the head of the Valtraxian he twisted and pulled and his insane speed allowed him to have more leverage and torque far beyond that of what he could do standing still; the sheer velocity he generated in this very moment allowed him to rip his opponents head clean off it's shoulders...
"Well damn...."
Max Battle Power: 10,150
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Rutaba
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Astorath’s hand smashed into Rutaba before he could even react.
The world spun.
His face slammed into the ground with a deafening BOOM, cracking concrete and blasting ash everywhere. The impact rattled through his skull and spine like a hammer. For a second, Rutaba went completely limp under the Valtraxian’s grip.
Then Astorath grabbed his tail.
“GAHHH!!”
Rutaba screamed as pain exploded through his whole body. He was yanked off the ground and slammed down hard. Once. Twice. Three times. Each hit cratered the earth beneath him, sending rocks and debris flying while screams tore out of his throat.
By the last slam, the ground had turned into a shattered pit.
Then everything went quiet.
Rutaba lay crumpled in the middle of the crater, twitching on the broken stone. Smoke curled up from his torn clothes. One arm jerked weakly against the dirt while his tail spasmed beside him.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
His breathing came in short, ragged gasps.
“…Uhhhh…”
One eye squeezed shut while the other barely stayed open, glassy and unfocused. His body kept twitching against the ground.
The world spun.
His face slammed into the ground with a deafening BOOM, cracking concrete and blasting ash everywhere. The impact rattled through his skull and spine like a hammer. For a second, Rutaba went completely limp under the Valtraxian’s grip.
Then Astorath grabbed his tail.
“GAHHH!!”
Rutaba screamed as pain exploded through his whole body. He was yanked off the ground and slammed down hard. Once. Twice. Three times. Each hit cratered the earth beneath him, sending rocks and debris flying while screams tore out of his throat.
By the last slam, the ground had turned into a shattered pit.
Then everything went quiet.
Rutaba lay crumpled in the middle of the crater, twitching on the broken stone. Smoke curled up from his torn clothes. One arm jerked weakly against the dirt while his tail spasmed beside him.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
His breathing came in short, ragged gasps.
“…Uhhhh…”
One eye squeezed shut while the other barely stayed open, glassy and unfocused. His body kept twitching against the ground.
Monkey D. Kami
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"Jackpot!"
Shinji impressed himself with such a feat.
Snatching the head clean off one of the valtraxians shoulders. He stood proud for a moment staring the decapitated head directly into their lifeless eyes, grinning sinisterly as the blood of his victim filling the palm of his hand dripping into a crimson puddle. However, before he could continue celebrating, he felt an immense gust of wind rush pass him, and his body felt like it was on fire his blood boiling; he felt as if he was about to implode.
Shinji could barely catch his breath and his vision blurred.
Fatigued....
"Looks like I've over done it."
He tried standing for a moment as his knee buckled under the pressure of his own weight, falling to a knee barely holding himself up. As he dropped to a knee balanced himself with one hand his left knee and the other still gripping the head of the valtraxian like a football. He refused to let it go as this was now his new trophy. As he relaxed for a moment to catch his breath Shinji's. Looking towards Rutaba he worried if the boy had survived that brutal beating,
"Tchh.. Hey RUTUBAGNA!!!" Shouting at the Saiyan child as he gathered enough breath
Resilient as ever, displaying a strong will and fiery spirit.
"You alive over there!?"
*Cough cough*
Shinji stood back up tall walking over towards the boy lightly tapping his side with the tip of his toes.
"I knew it,..." Shinji grinned devilishly
"you're just another loser."
He held the valtraxian's head high "You see this,..." He looked towards the sky smiling revealing his sharp shark like teeth, "This is what a winner does..." mocking Rutaba for getting demolished in a matter of seconds. He laughed as the boy lied their barely awake, his life seemed to be fading but hopefully help could come time, Shinji turned to recover the Valtraxian's body but due to his exhaustion he couldn't lift the body, crossing his arms pouting as if he were the same age as Rutaba. He sat with his legs crossed as he began rambling and having conversations with the severed head pondering on what to do with his victims' corpse.
"hmmm..."
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Rutaba
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Rutaba just lay there twitching on the shattered ground while Shinji kept talking.
One leg jerked. Then his arm. Then his tail flopped weakly against the crater like it was done with everything.
His voice sounded all scratchy and weak.
Blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth as he stared up at the sky, barely able to move.
“I regret… glowing up like a dumb blue glow stick…” he groaned. “That guy hit… really really hard…”
Another big twitch ran through his whole body.
“Ughhh…”
Rutaba’s eye slowly drifted over to Shinji and the severed head he was carrying around like it was normal.
“…you’re weird…”
He paused for a second, breathing all ragged.
Then, even though he could barely keep his eyes open, a tiny grin tugged at his mouth.
“…but…”
He coughed hard, wincing.
“…I still stalled him for you…”
His tail gave one last weak twitch against the dirt.
“…so… I kinda win too…”
One leg jerked. Then his arm. Then his tail flopped weakly against the crater like it was done with everything.
His voice sounded all scratchy and weak.
Blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth as he stared up at the sky, barely able to move.
“I regret… glowing up like a dumb blue glow stick…” he groaned. “That guy hit… really really hard…”
Another big twitch ran through his whole body.
“Ughhh…”
Rutaba’s eye slowly drifted over to Shinji and the severed head he was carrying around like it was normal.
“…you’re weird…”
He paused for a second, breathing all ragged.
Then, even though he could barely keep his eyes open, a tiny grin tugged at his mouth.
“…but…”
He coughed hard, wincing.
“…I still stalled him for you…”
His tail gave one last weak twitch against the dirt.
“…so… I kinda win too…”
Monkey D. Kami
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*Snickering Devilishly*
"Oh?..."
Grinning ear to ear.
A magical silver aura shimmired over Shinji and his body felt much better, light like a feather as his exhaustion lifted. The unique healing effect of his magical energy within his body allowed him to recover much faster than the average demon.
"You think you helped me huh?"
*Snickers Devilishly twirling the severed head upon fingertip with perfect balance*
"You're one funny little guy, I like you"
*Squatting next to Rutaba as still spinning the head on his fingertip*
"For what is worth Rutubanta, i'll think im gonna make you my side kick"
Shinji snickered and his devilish grin became a haunting laugh. Slowly he creeped his free hand towards the saiyan child till the palm of his hand hovered over Rutaba's nose, casting a dark shadow over his face.
Shinji snickered devilishly
"After this you're going to owe me...."
The palm of his hand began to emit shimmering white light and around the palm of Shinji's hands as he focused all of his energy sacrificing his speed, strength and durability in order to increasing his magical abilities to 5000. "This going to hurt a little" Menacingly grinning ear to ear, a pale shimmering light became a fiery silver aura emitting from the palm of his hand, this silver light engulfed the saiyan child slowly restoring his vitality, the process was a slow and painful process, Shinji was only familiar with using magic to mend his own wounds...
For a moment it had seemed like this method of trying to use magic to restore Rutaba's injuries was helpless, "Got Dammit!!!!" Shinji roared in anger, in that moment of doubt Shinji grew frustrated despite coming close to completing his task; his ki violently erupted from his body engulfing him in a crimson aura, and his magical energy would erupt into a raging flame accidentally setting the saiyan child on fire. This flame was potent; however, it did not possess enough heat to cause any immediate burn damage, nothing a little stop drop and roll couldn't put out. A smoked cloud emitted from the saiyan child, Shinji started cackling, to him this was a hysterical moment he would never forget. The head he twirled upon his finger remained unscathed which he now held in the palm of his hands with an intense grip, next he turned to face the body, lifting it with a simple hand gesture using (Telekinesis), hauling the headless body towards himself through an unseen tether.
"Now what to do with this one?..."
He grinned devilishly as plotted on burning the corpse to ash or devouring it....
Or blow it to smithereens...
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Rutaba
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The second the silver flames covered him, Rutaba’s eyes popped open.
For one second he felt super good! The hurting in his head went away, everything stopped aching, and he felt like he could run around forever.
Then he realized he was on fire.
“AAAAAH!!”
Rutaba jumped up super fast, silver flames dancing all over his clothes and tail while rain poured down. Steam hissed off him like a kettle as he flailed his arms around.
“WHY AM I STILL ON FIRE?! THIS ISN’T FAIR!!”
His clothes caught fire completely and burned away in seconds, leaving him standing there in just his underwear, looking shocked and embarrassed.
“MY CLOTHES!!” he yelled, covering himself with both hands while still on fire. “SHINJI YOU BURNT MY CLOTHES OFF!!”
He rolled into the crater full of water.
SPLASH!!
Rutaba rolled around like a crazy fish, kicking and splashing water everywhere while smoke puffed up in big clouds.
“HISSSSSSSS!!!”
After a bunch of frantic rolling, the flames finally went out.
He stayed face-down in the water for a second, rain pattering on his back, now completely soaked and completely naked.
“…I feel like a baked potato,” he mumbled.
Then he pushed himself up and threw a few test punches.
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!
His eyes went huge.
“Wait… I feel even better now!!”
The big grin came right back as he bounced up (still trying to cover himself with one hand) and pointed straight at Shinji with an angry little face.
“You set me on fire!!”
Rutaba looked super betrayed.
“You can’t heal somebody and burn their clothes off at the same time! That’s not how doctors work!!”
For one second he felt super good! The hurting in his head went away, everything stopped aching, and he felt like he could run around forever.
Then he realized he was on fire.
“AAAAAH!!”
Rutaba jumped up super fast, silver flames dancing all over his clothes and tail while rain poured down. Steam hissed off him like a kettle as he flailed his arms around.
“WHY AM I STILL ON FIRE?! THIS ISN’T FAIR!!”
His clothes caught fire completely and burned away in seconds, leaving him standing there in just his underwear, looking shocked and embarrassed.
“MY CLOTHES!!” he yelled, covering himself with both hands while still on fire. “SHINJI YOU BURNT MY CLOTHES OFF!!”
He rolled into the crater full of water.
SPLASH!!
Rutaba rolled around like a crazy fish, kicking and splashing water everywhere while smoke puffed up in big clouds.
“HISSSSSSSS!!!”
After a bunch of frantic rolling, the flames finally went out.
He stayed face-down in the water for a second, rain pattering on his back, now completely soaked and completely naked.
“…I feel like a baked potato,” he mumbled.
Then he pushed himself up and threw a few test punches.
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!
His eyes went huge.
“Wait… I feel even better now!!”
The big grin came right back as he bounced up (still trying to cover himself with one hand) and pointed straight at Shinji with an angry little face.
“You set me on fire!!”
Rutaba looked super betrayed.
“You can’t heal somebody and burn their clothes off at the same time! That’s not how doctors work!!”
Monkey D. Kami
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"Shut up kid i'm thinking here"
"Into the abyss you go..."
A dark aura emitted from Shinji's shadow engulfing him and the dead valtraxian, creating a shadowy dome. Inside the abyssal plane of darkness, Shinji stood face to face with the valtraxian warrior's shadow essence; he grinned ear to ear menacingly as he decided to pay this lonely shadow a visit. Inside this abyssal domain no sound nor light passed in and out. "Hmph...., you're quite strong " Devilishly smirking as he gawked at the silent twisted version of the valtraxian warrior, "Arise, Shadow Legionary" reforging their essence into an undead shadow of their former self; as the ritual was completed Shinji, forged an eternal bond through the shadows of the abyssal plane that allows him to call upon the shadows of fallen warriors in his time of need. The doorway to the abyssal plane violently erupted into nothingness and Shinji emerged from the dark plane standing alongside his new valtraxian legionary whose flesh was now a living shadow imbued with Shinji's ki.
This dark bond was taxing on Shinji's ki reserves constantly limiting the amount of ki he could normally access. Shinji yawned stretching his arms looking relaxed as ever meanwhile the shadow warrior stood beside him ominously, like a quiet undeniable force that leaves you holding your breath.
"Hmmmm??..."
Shinji's scratched his while he thought of an idea.
"I know..."
Grinning devilishly ear to ear.
"I should give you a name..."
He scratched his head as he thought of name fit for the shadow warrior.
"Hmmm???"
Shinji continued to ponder
"Zylis no.... Zykor eh..."
2 hours later....
"Nxy uh no.... Vexis?... no that sounds stupid."
Shinji continued blurting out random names.
"BINGO!!!... How about, Deimos..."
Shinji smirked turning towards Rutaba who he completely ignored after setting him on fire, however the boy had seemed to be occupied dousing the fire the beset him while Shinji, forged his abyssal contract with the Deimos; Rutaba was lying first down in a muddy puddle.
Rutaba: “You set me on fire!!”
Shinji awkwardly stared at the boy while holding in a laugh.
Rutaba: “You can’t heal somebody and burn their clothes off at the same time! That’s not how doctors work!!”
"Hey Idiot!!!!! Don't tell me what to do!!!..." immediately responding shouting at Rutaba in anger. Shinji hated being told what to do had it not been for his soft spot for the boy he would've set the boy on fire again although it didn't seem like a bad idea to him at the time. Walking over to the saiyan child with both hands in his pocket, stomping and cracking the ground with each step being overly exaggerated. Once he got close enough, he raised palm toward the boy and from it emitted a blinding pale shimmering light. Once Rutaba looked down, he would find himself sporting a custom Shinji Devil Man Gi, with a new pair of fresh kicks. He grinned ear to ear twisting he head menacingly to the side almost completely rotating his chin upside down.
"Looks you owe me again little monkey" Shinji walked away cackling and patted Deimos on the shoulder, whose essence faded away into Shinji's very own shadow. After, he departed waving his hand before flying off hoping the young Rutaba would follow him, had he not Shinji would turn around and drag him away.
Max Battle Power: 12,950
Shadow Legionary Bond -5%: -648
Current Battle Power: 12,302
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Rutaba stayed face-first in the muddy puddle while Shinji disappeared into that weird shadow dome with the dead guy. Rain kept pouring down as the little Saiyan just laid there twitching, smoke still coming off his burned clothes.
“…I can’t believe I got cooked like chicken…”
At first he tried to ignore whatever creepy stuff Shinji was doing in there.
That lasted like thirty seconds.
Slowly, Rutaba lifted his muddy head and squinted at the big shadow dome with big curious eyes.
“…What’s he doing in there…?”
The dark aura kept pulsing.
Rutaba blinked.
“…Okay that’s actually kinda cool.”
Two hours later, Rutaba was still sitting in the puddle listening to Shinji yell random names at the sky.
“Zylis…” “Nxy…” “Vexis…”
Rutaba made a grossed-out face every single time.
“Those names are so weird…” he grumbled.
When Shinji finally screamed “DEIMOS!” like he won something, Rutaba slowly looked up with the most tired face ever.
“…Okay that one’s kinda cool actually.”
Then Shinji turned around and started yelling at him again.
Rutaba pointed at himself, super mad.
“YOU SET ME ON FIRE!”
Before he could keep yelling, Shinji suddenly zapped him with that glowing light. Rutaba froze and looked down.
New gi.
New shoes.
Everything clean.
His eyes went huge.
“…WHOA!!”
He jumped up so fast he almost fell back in the puddle. He tugged on the sleeves, stomped his shoes, and spun around like crazy.
“No way… these feel super fast!”
His tail went wild as he started throwing punches and kicks in the rain.
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!
“Oh these are awesome!!”
Then he stopped, looked at Shinji, looked at the clothes, then back at Shinji.
“…Okay this almost makes up for the fire thing.”
Almost.
Rutaba narrowed his eyes.
“…Wait a second.”
His face changed.
He looked down at the outfit again.
“…But they really are cool though…”
Rutaba grinned even though he was trying to stay mad. Then he saw Shinji flying away.
“HEY!! WAIT FOR ME!!”
Without thinking, he blasted into the air after him, still checking out his new clothes the whole time.
“…I can’t believe I got cooked like chicken…”
At first he tried to ignore whatever creepy stuff Shinji was doing in there.
That lasted like thirty seconds.
Slowly, Rutaba lifted his muddy head and squinted at the big shadow dome with big curious eyes.
“…What’s he doing in there…?”
The dark aura kept pulsing.
Rutaba blinked.
“…Okay that’s actually kinda cool.”
Two hours later, Rutaba was still sitting in the puddle listening to Shinji yell random names at the sky.
“Zylis…” “Nxy…” “Vexis…”
Rutaba made a grossed-out face every single time.
“Those names are so weird…” he grumbled.
When Shinji finally screamed “DEIMOS!” like he won something, Rutaba slowly looked up with the most tired face ever.
“…Okay that one’s kinda cool actually.”
Then Shinji turned around and started yelling at him again.
Rutaba pointed at himself, super mad.
“YOU SET ME ON FIRE!”
Before he could keep yelling, Shinji suddenly zapped him with that glowing light. Rutaba froze and looked down.
New gi.
New shoes.
Everything clean.
His eyes went huge.
“…WHOA!!”
He jumped up so fast he almost fell back in the puddle. He tugged on the sleeves, stomped his shoes, and spun around like crazy.
“No way… these feel super fast!”
His tail went wild as he started throwing punches and kicks in the rain.
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!
“Oh these are awesome!!”
Then he stopped, looked at Shinji, looked at the clothes, then back at Shinji.
“…Okay this almost makes up for the fire thing.”
Almost.
Rutaba narrowed his eyes.
“…Wait a second.”
His face changed.
He looked down at the outfit again.
“…But they really are cool though…”
Rutaba grinned even though he was trying to stay mad. Then he saw Shinji flying away.
“HEY!! WAIT FOR ME!!”
Without thinking, he blasted into the air after him, still checking out his new clothes the whole time.
Monkey D. Kami
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Shinji chuckled as the saiyan child zipped around after acknowledging the new gear, as turned to leave he noticed the boy was still grounded begging not to be left behind.
"What's the matter kid ya need a babysitter now??? GET LOST!!!!"
Shinji extended a hand towards the saiyan child who soon begin to feel a strange force tingling around his body had he not resisted he'd find himself levitating off of the ground. Shinji would grin ear to ear menacingly, behind his demonic smile was pure evil intentions; launching the saiyan child skyward.
*Fwoosh*
Shinji started cackling and his eyes were filled with tears of joy.
His foot would crash into the ground crushing the earth beneath his feet, he'd squat and a feint crimson aura shimmered around his body for a brief second emitting from head to toe becoming a focused hum beneath his feet. Shinji launched himself into the sky like a crimson rocket, he'd jet past the saiyan child. As Rutaba would reach the peak height of the telekinetic throw, he'd catch the boy palming his scalp. "Just kidding..." the two of them were now floating above the clouds and just as Shinji was about to continue his sentence his attention was drawn elsewhere; sensing a feint ki signature far off in the distance. "Hmmm?... Hang on Rutabaga we're going on an adventure" He'd help the boy on to his shoulder and flying straightforward like crimson jet, speeding to his point of interest and leaving east city. He cared not for the survivors so long as Rutaba was safe, for some odd compelling reason Shinji felt a deep desire to protect the kid.
Rutaba
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Rutaba was still showing off his new outfit when Shinji suddenly reached out.
“…Huh?”
A weird tingly feeling wrapped around him. Before he could react, his feet left the ground.
“Wait…. WAIT!”
Rutaba’s eyes went huge as he shot straight up into the sky like a rocket.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
Wind blasted through his hair. Clouds rushed past. His tail flailed everywhere.
“THIS ISN’T FLYING! YOU’RE THROWING ME!!”
He screamed the whole way up.
At the very top, everything finally got quiet. Rutaba floated there above the clouds, blinking.
“…Huh.”
The sun was shining. Birds flew way below him. It was actually kinda nice.
“…Okay this is pretty cool—”
Then Shinji zoomed past like a red bullet.
“HEY!!”
Before he could fall, Shinji grabbed him by the head. Rutaba dangled there for a second, looking annoyed.
“You know normal people use their hands when carrying kids, right?”
But the second Shinji said they were going on an adventure, Rutaba’s whole face lit up.
“Adventure?! Really?!”
He scrambled onto Shinji’s shoulder like an excited monkey and pointed ahead.
“Then let’s go!!”
His tail whipped back and forth.
“Maybe there’s another bad guy!”
He thought for a second.
“Or food!”
Another pause.
“…Or a bad guy with food! That’s the best kind!”
As they blasted through the clouds, Rutaba held on tight and grinned.
“Hey Shinji?”
A beat.
“…Thanks for not leaving me behind.”
Another beat.
“…Even if you threw me into the sky first.”
“…Huh?”
A weird tingly feeling wrapped around him. Before he could react, his feet left the ground.
“Wait…. WAIT!”
Rutaba’s eyes went huge as he shot straight up into the sky like a rocket.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
Wind blasted through his hair. Clouds rushed past. His tail flailed everywhere.
“THIS ISN’T FLYING! YOU’RE THROWING ME!!”
He screamed the whole way up.
At the very top, everything finally got quiet. Rutaba floated there above the clouds, blinking.
“…Huh.”
The sun was shining. Birds flew way below him. It was actually kinda nice.
“…Okay this is pretty cool—”
Then Shinji zoomed past like a red bullet.
“HEY!!”
Before he could fall, Shinji grabbed him by the head. Rutaba dangled there for a second, looking annoyed.
“You know normal people use their hands when carrying kids, right?”
But the second Shinji said they were going on an adventure, Rutaba’s whole face lit up.
“Adventure?! Really?!”
He scrambled onto Shinji’s shoulder like an excited monkey and pointed ahead.
“Then let’s go!!”
His tail whipped back and forth.
“Maybe there’s another bad guy!”
He thought for a second.
“Or food!”
Another pause.
“…Or a bad guy with food! That’s the best kind!”
As they blasted through the clouds, Rutaba held on tight and grinned.
“Hey Shinji?”
A beat.
“…Thanks for not leaving me behind.”
Another beat.
“…Even if you threw me into the sky first.”
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He'd notice that there was a group of refugees nearby while soaring through the sky like a crimson comet Shinji headed straight for the ki signatures he sensed in the distance with Rutaba perched on his shoulder; the closer they got the more survivors he could sense. Stopping for a moment squinting his eyes to count how many people survived. "Hmm??..." his tail swinging back and forth like an excited puppy. *GRWLLL* Shinji's stomach bubbled aggressively and loudly, before breaking wind releasing a dark cloud of smoke and chuckling; also burning of the few calories he consumed earlier. The foul smell of sulfur and eggs filled the air around Shinji and Rutaba. "Hey Rutabaga, do you see that? Looks like there are some survivors after all... " pointing to people as counted group of people huddling together hoping to find "41, 42, 43..." in this large crowd of people he hoped to find someone capable of helping the kid with his injuries.
Slowly descending from the sky, approaching the survivors asking around for assistance, receiving many different reactions from the people some even looking at him as if he was responsible for East City's destruction
"What are you looking at, pathetic little weakling, I didn't see you fighting anyone"
Shinji arguing with one of the street rats who randomly accused of being responsible for destroying the town profiling because of his devilish appearance, this man's reaction began to stir the crowd and the began bantering and spreading gossip about the red horned devil, an insulting nickname given to shame Shinji. "Tch..." frustrated he continued walking as he felt that some battles weren't worth his time those were the types of guys that like to act tough. Shinji asking for aid throughout the crowd of refugees who were now gossiping amongst themselves non offering any assistance or real information. He placed his hand in his pockets walking and each step was entirely dramatic each for raised knee high aggressive stomping with each step pushing moving forward.
Rutaba
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Rutaba sat on Shinji’s shoulder as they flew, kicking his little legs while the cold wind messed up his hair. His head still hurt a lot from getting rag dolled earlier. Every few seconds the world would spin funny and he’d have to squeeze his eyes shut and shake his head.
Then Shinji’s stomach made a really loud noise.
A second later the smell hit him.
Rutaba’s eyes went huge. He slapped both hands over his nose and almost fell off Shinji’s shoulder.
“SHINJI!!” he yelled, gagging. “That smells like something died in your stomach!!”
As they landed near the survivors, Rutaba hopped down… and immediately wobbled sideways. He caught himself before falling, but stood there blinking for a second.
“…The ground is being weird…”
He rubbed the back of his head and winced.
“Uhhhh…”
He waved weakly at a few people who were staring at him.
“Hi… I got rag dolled and was treated like a ping-pong ball today.”
Rutaba looked out toward the smoke still rising from East City. His fists tightened, but they felt kinda shaky. His whole body hurt and his head was still spinning.
The bad guys were still out there hurting people.
That made him mad.
After a moment he smacked his fists together, immediately regretted it, and grabbed his head.
“OW!”
He waited for the dizziness to stop, then tried a smaller fist bump.
“Okay…” he mumbled. “We save people… then we beat up the bad guys…”
His stomach growled super loud.
Rutaba stared straight ahead.
“…Food.”
A longer pause.
“Food first.”
Another pause.
“…Then beating up the bad guys.”
He swayed on his feet before stubbornly standing straight again.
“Nope. Hero stuff first.”
Then Shinji’s stomach made a really loud noise.
A second later the smell hit him.
Rutaba’s eyes went huge. He slapped both hands over his nose and almost fell off Shinji’s shoulder.
“SHINJI!!” he yelled, gagging. “That smells like something died in your stomach!!”
As they landed near the survivors, Rutaba hopped down… and immediately wobbled sideways. He caught himself before falling, but stood there blinking for a second.
“…The ground is being weird…”
He rubbed the back of his head and winced.
“Uhhhh…”
He waved weakly at a few people who were staring at him.
“Hi… I got rag dolled and was treated like a ping-pong ball today.”
Rutaba looked out toward the smoke still rising from East City. His fists tightened, but they felt kinda shaky. His whole body hurt and his head was still spinning.
The bad guys were still out there hurting people.
That made him mad.
After a moment he smacked his fists together, immediately regretted it, and grabbed his head.
“OW!”
He waited for the dizziness to stop, then tried a smaller fist bump.
“Okay…” he mumbled. “We save people… then we beat up the bad guys…”
His stomach growled super loud.
Rutaba stared straight ahead.
“…Food.”
A longer pause.
“Food first.”
Another pause.
“…Then beating up the bad guys.”
He swayed on his feet before stubbornly standing straight again.
“Nope. Hero stuff first.”
Monkey D. Kami
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Shinji stopped moving and suddenly turned his attention to a group of men who tried their hardest not to look at him the wrong way; each of them cowering in fear. "Hmph..." he glared at them menacingly but before they could walk away, he'd shout grabbing their attention. He could easily read the discomfort on their faces, however if the only knew that he was one of the people standing between them and complete total annihilation. Still, he didn't care about any of that right his only desire was to find some help for the saiyan child.
"Hey idiots! any of you know where to find a doctor. this brat has a bug in his ear..."
Shouting loud enough for everyone nearby to hear, he scratched head as he waited for an answer, but he received was awkward glares. He shrugged his shoulders and continued to find someone with the least amount of valuable information on how to treat injuries. It wasn't like him to care about people but in this very moment he was concerned for the boy safety and health. He imagined that at least one person might know something, he posed for a second mocking the humans stiff and frightened posture; he cackled menacingly at his own actions. "Hey! Rutabaga! let's get moving..." he waited for his new friend to accompany him reaching a handout offering to help him climb back on his shoulder, he noticed the boys tried his best to stay upright; his body was still damaged from the Valtraxian invaders assault.
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Rutaba
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Rutaba blinked a few times when Shinji loudly announced he had a bug in his ear.
The little Saiyan froze. Slowly, his head turned toward Shinji with wide eyes full of horror.
“…A bug?!”
Both hands shot up to his head as he started patting his ears like crazy while hopping in a little circle.
“GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!! WHAT IF IT’S MAKING A HOUSE IN MY BRAIN?!”
Even with his head still hurting really bad, Rutaba kept searching for the imaginary bug. It took him a few seconds before his dizzy brain finally caught up with what Shinji actually said.
He stopped hopping.
Blink… Blink.
Then he pointed at Shinji with an angry little face.
“…You’re teasing me!”
His eyes narrowed.
“You’re lucky my head hurts too much to think of a good comeback.”
He tried crossing his arms all dramatic-like, but the movement made the world spin again. Everything tilted. For a scary second it looked like he was gonna fall flat on his face.
Instead he stumbled right into Shinji’s arm and ended up hanging there awkwardly.
“…I meant to do that.”
He totally didn’t.
Grumbling, Rutaba climbed back onto Shinji’s shoulder. His movements were slower than usual. Every few seconds he winced and rubbed the back of his head where the bad guy had slammed him.
Once he was up there again, Rutaba looked out at all the scared people. Some were crying. Some looked really tired. His silly grin faded a little as he stared at the smoke still rising from East City.
For a moment he got really quiet.
His small fists tightened.
A lot of people got hurt today.
Then his stomach growled super loud and ruined the whole serious moment.
Rutaba pointed down at his belly.
“See? Even my tummy says we need food.”
Another growl.
“…Food first.”
A longer pause.
“… Doctor after.”
He sighed dramatically and rested his chin on top of Shinji’s head. His whole body still hurt, but he kept looking around at everyone.
After a bit, Rutaba raised one hand and gave the crowd a tired thumbs up. His smile came back, smaller than usual, but still there.
Then he leaned too far forward and forgot he was way up high.
Both hands suddenly grabbed Shinji’s head as he nearly fell off like a scared kitten.
The survivors got to watch their brave little hero hanging on for dear life while pretending that was totally part of the plan.
The little Saiyan froze. Slowly, his head turned toward Shinji with wide eyes full of horror.
“…A bug?!”
Both hands shot up to his head as he started patting his ears like crazy while hopping in a little circle.
“GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!! WHAT IF IT’S MAKING A HOUSE IN MY BRAIN?!”
Even with his head still hurting really bad, Rutaba kept searching for the imaginary bug. It took him a few seconds before his dizzy brain finally caught up with what Shinji actually said.
He stopped hopping.
Blink… Blink.
Then he pointed at Shinji with an angry little face.
“…You’re teasing me!”
His eyes narrowed.
“You’re lucky my head hurts too much to think of a good comeback.”
He tried crossing his arms all dramatic-like, but the movement made the world spin again. Everything tilted. For a scary second it looked like he was gonna fall flat on his face.
Instead he stumbled right into Shinji’s arm and ended up hanging there awkwardly.
“…I meant to do that.”
He totally didn’t.
Grumbling, Rutaba climbed back onto Shinji’s shoulder. His movements were slower than usual. Every few seconds he winced and rubbed the back of his head where the bad guy had slammed him.
Once he was up there again, Rutaba looked out at all the scared people. Some were crying. Some looked really tired. His silly grin faded a little as he stared at the smoke still rising from East City.
For a moment he got really quiet.
His small fists tightened.
A lot of people got hurt today.
Then his stomach growled super loud and ruined the whole serious moment.
Rutaba pointed down at his belly.
“See? Even my tummy says we need food.”
Another growl.
“…Food first.”
A longer pause.
“… Doctor after.”
He sighed dramatically and rested his chin on top of Shinji’s head. His whole body still hurt, but he kept looking around at everyone.
After a bit, Rutaba raised one hand and gave the crowd a tired thumbs up. His smile came back, smaller than usual, but still there.
Then he leaned too far forward and forgot he was way up high.
Both hands suddenly grabbed Shinji’s head as he nearly fell off like a scared kitten.
The survivors got to watch their brave little hero hanging on for dear life while pretending that was totally part of the plan.
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In an instant, Bamba reappeared right in front of both Shinji and Rutaba. He looked over both of them for a moment, but his gaze ultimately locked onto Shinji. The familiar energy he had been sensing was coming from him which was almost exactly like the Renkai Demons who worshipped him; However, there was something different about it. The difference alone is what truly intrigued Bamba, now the only thing was to figure out where his allegiance lied.
He'd stand there staring down upon the two individuals but mainly speaking to Shinji. And even though his energy signature was lowered, his blood lust and presence alone was enough to get the point across.
Post Order: Shinji - Rutaba - Bamba