West City Chapter 2 Event

[YatoruSenpai]

West City (西の都 Nishi no Miyako) is a large megalopolis on Earth in the Dragon Ball series. Out of the 43 regions that the Earth is divided into, it is included in region 29. By Age 1000 it has become known as New City. The city is mostly known as the hometown of Bulma and the headquarters of Capsule Corporation. But currently there was a Tenkaichi tournament going on, with most of the populace located at the custom made stadium...



The last of the Valtraxian Recon team, a man elderly and refined for his joy for swift kills had efficiently taken out all of South City, and now after finally arriving at West City, where he floated undetected at the capsule corps building, his hand slowly pressing against the steel frame holding up the tower before his grip quickened and tightened, bending the metal by his grip strength alone, the sound of the alloy creaked and groaned before snapping off as this man who dressed in Tundra's army battle armor stared at the cheers and claps coming from the stadium that roared with an announcers voice. Holding the Capsule Corps tower as human's began breaking through the glass and falling to their demise, this man named Zaxan flew up, allowing the death falls for those still falling out were even more brutal and messy as the moment they hit the surface of something only red viscera remains. Shards of Glass impaling citizens from its down fall, and steel and concrete crushing by standards as Zaxan lifted the tower to the stratosphere, pointing the tip of the tower towards the arena and its waiting room.Using his other arm as leverage and all his might he relocated his durability to his strength allowing him to throw the Tower with a power of 6,666 at the speed of 8,333 allowing the tower to break the sonic barrier as its tip and metal became a hot red hue heated from friction before alas, slamming directly into the stadium and waiting room. There was no grand explosion but rather a swift death as heated metal incinerated the humans and inhabitants in the arena viewing platforms, crushing those in the Waiting room with 6,000tons of debris and heated metal. This was a certain death as Zaxan swiftly relocated his borrowed strength back to durability. Descending down towards the city his silver eyes focused on the heated metal igniting all the severed limbs sticking out from rubble, the scent of burning stone, metal and flesh filling the air as his ears listened to the music of Sirens and ambulance sirens.
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[Monkey D. Kami]

After he recovered Ban could sense a massive amount of ki signatures fading coming from the direction of west city, He flash into the air in the blink of an eye racing towards the destruction. What had awaited him he was not prepared for, there he found another Valtraxian an invader, a terrorist of some sort; whoever these people were, had no regards for innocent life. They slaughter women and children killing indiscriminately as if the aimed to conquer all of humanity, no erase humanity from existence. What were their purpose he wondered. Ban found the Valtraxian invader near a destroyed tenkaichi tournament arena, he seemed to be focused enjoying the scent of burning stone, metal, and flesh. Unphased and emotionless this entity menacingly watching the results of the destruction he caused, like an artist admiring their work; he was so focused he hand't noticed Ban's full powered energy sphere hurdling towards the back of his head. Ban charged this sphere putting all of his energy into it and this one was much stronger than the last one.

Without hesitation...

Without Fear...

In a fit of rage Ban launched a barrage of the emerald-colored energy spheres ("Blaster Canon"). Each sphere was launched with Immense force promised and promised to detonate on impact one after another each one increasing the devastation of his attack. Focusing most of his energy into this assault increasing his attack power to 3,700, each sphere was promised to cause a devastating impact.

*Booooooom!!!*

The first sphere would land obliterating the Valtraxians cranium, revealing the inside of his head, not soon after four more energy sphere would crash into his body completely destroying what was left of the body. After the vicious assault only a single eyeball and finger were left behind

"Evil Bastard"

Ban enraged still stared at the place his target once stood as if he could still see him standing there, his heart racing his mind was flooded with emotions; he felt anger, sorrow, and despair as grieved those he could not save. He clinched his fist as he was too late to prevent any of the destruction nor could he sense the threat coming.

"If only I could...,"

His grabbed his chest as felt an anxious feeling.

The burning corpses only made him feel less of hero.

"If I could go back in time and fix things"

Possessing a strong desire to change the fate of the world Ban, suffered mentally as he was ill-prepared to deal with the death of so many innocent lives. His heart pounded and his mind flooded with doubt and regret. He was a whirlwind, an emotional roller coaster, as he slowly descended to the earth, he recalled the time when the namekian killed his father; he was too weak then and needed rescuing, escaping his fate by the skin of his teeth thanks to his mentor. Feeling as hopeless as he did then he silently grieved all of the poor souls lost in this random invasion. Ban wondered if this was just the first of many attacks, the first thing he would do after regaining his energy was find out something about this unknown enemy. The fact that he could sense any ki coming from them was a bit strange, something about this group of individuals were more than frightening, however, the young, spirited half breed saiyan was a true honorable warrior


Max Battle Power: 4,000​

 

[YatoruSenpai]

His eyes catching a faint flickering of light reflecting off the heated metal with a emerald hue, his body spinning swiftly, the back of his hand smacking the ball of energy off to the side sending it reeling off to a intact building letting it erupt as a plumage of emerald energy with the screams of innocent people working echoing. Zaxan stared upon this half saiyan, observing the frustration in the young boy before the young lad let out a barrage of energy blasts in a sort of fit of rage. Zaxan's hands moving like a blur or afterimage, he was redirecting each ki volley with the basic technique Ki blast deflect, each volley being sent off to buildings to either Zaxan's Left or Right as explosive plumage swallows chunks of the structures leaving gaping holes in their integrity.​

"Lord Tundra sends his regards young warrior... Do know... I'll make your death painless... Do not resist any further."​

His voice aged with warfare experience, as the last word left his lips whilst deflecting ki blasts, his body seemingly flickering before reappearing directly in front of the saiyan, during that transition of Positioning Zaxan had accelerated himself at 8,333 speed forward, his left arm cocked back as his fingers curled tightly into a ball. By the time he flickered and appeared before Ban Ban his left arm would strike with his natural speed with a force equivalent to 3,333. A blow which would be aims across the left cheek of Ban in a hook motion designed to send him reeling through the sky with the trajectory aiming him through at the minimum of two buildings. To any normal lesser fighter, this punch would completely decapitate the target, but known to Zaxan his prey was more durable than most he hunts.
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[Monkey D. Kami]

As Ban unleashed a barrage of energy sphere each, the Valtraxian deflected them with finesse; his defensive capabilities was graceful yet somewhat unrefined. Shinji being no stranger to danger or being faced with adversity recognize this situation all too well. The cocky attitude of the old man made his nose twitch in disgust.

Valtraxian Invader: "Lord Tundra sends his regards young warrior... Do know... I'll make your death painless... Do not resist any further."

As the old man rambled Ban thought nothing of it and immediately charged another energy sphere in the palm of his hand the energy no larger than a baseball, however it packed enough power to level a city block.

The Valtraxian body flickered as he swatted a from his position Ban did not flinch instead, the muscles in his body tensed up as when the man began to talk. However, before he predicted his opponents next move, he reappeared directly before he knew he wouldn't be fast enough to dodge. In one swift motion a bone-jarring impact slammed into his own face, sending him reeling backward, a blinding flash of pain.

Ban's body went hurdling through a building it created a cloud of dust and rubble plummeted towards the earth below. The dust cloud created a smoke screen for the young half breed saiyan as he regained control of his momentum, the air around him froze as he jumped forward in time, in the space between moments rushing the Valtraxian using the smoke screen to his advantage to move undetected before entering frozen distorted reality, creating a pocket dimension which allowed him to move forward in time .05 seconds into the future, Ban smirked and in this brief moment, just like that the fate of the battle was in his hands. In a twisting motion as his ki surged engulfing him in an emerald light his ki was solely focused on increasing his strength over durability now at 3,600, he wasn't done yet, dashing forward towards the Valtraxian in linear motion reappearing behind his opponent unleashing an endless barrage of ki infused melee attacks a "Deadly Dance" unleashing all of his furry in a blinding rush until his opponent was beaten to a bloody pulp.

Max Battle Power: 4,000
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[CairoOnyx]

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Bamba had been relaxing on top of the roof watching the fights unfold before him. While they were entertaining indeed, it also began to stir up his bloodlust. However, since he was ordered not to interfere unless he saw a time patroller he started to become quite bored and it showed in the way his body was shaking, the smile on his face being forced, essentially looking as if he's tweaking from boredom. A low growl eventually began escaping his lips then fully announcing his boredom.
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Bamba: Moooooooooaaannnnnn... MooOOoOooOOAAaannn.......... MOOOOAAAANNNNNN! MOOOOOOAANNNNNNNNNNNUU.......... IM BOREEEDDD!! BOOREDD! BOOARD!! BOOHOOARDDDD! BOOREED! BORED! BAHOOAARD!!​

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During that announcement, he looked out the corner of his eye and spotted one of the very Time Patrollers he was sent to eliminate. With that, his body relaxed for a moment as his face now sported a wild and insane grin and if anyone was around to see him; they'd know exactly what that smile meant. He then looked down at his own arm, and reached over with his opposite hand then proceeded to violently tear his own arm off, ripping it free with a wet, elastic sound as red strands stretched between the severed piece and his body before snapping apart. The detached chunk of Bamba’s body writhed in his hand like living putty, bubbling and twitching as though it possessed a mind of its own. Instead of immediately throwing it, Bamba suddenly tossed the fleshy mass into the air above himself before darting upward after it. With an excited laugh that felt disturbingly out of place amidst the destruction, he kicked the living chunk downward with the top of his foot like a soccer player juggling a ball. The piece bounced through the air before he shot underneath it again, kicking it back upward, each impact making the elastic flesh briefly deform into warped shapes before reforming. He zig-zagged through the sky for several moments, repeatedly kicking the severed portion up and down.

In one moment, Bamba's grin widened further then suddenly halted midair, balancing for a split second with one leg raised as the severed mass descended directly in front of him. He spun around and unleashed a devastating kick, sending the chunk of his body hurtling through the air like a cannonball. The mass screamed across the ruined skyline, tearing through clouds of dust and shattered debris before slamming through a collapsed section of the Capsule Corp building. Concrete exploded outward as the crimson substance ricocheted through the broken interior before the flesh burst back out of the wreckage behind Gamma 1, expanding instantly. The severed mass unraveled into dozens of writhing tendrils that whipped around his arms, torso, and legs, wrapping around him, Bamba floated in the air laughing hysterically, kicking his legs absentmindedly as though the entire attack had been nothing more than a game. He the mass of flesh came back towards Bamba and stopped right in front of him with Gamma 1 trapped. Bamba then grabbed a hold of gamma as if he's embracing him just to whisper in his ear.
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Bamba: Time for a blood sacrifice... ahehahahaha... uuugghh -- Blood for the blood god.​

In that very instant, a blinding light lingered in the sky at their location for a moment before a large and loud explosion went off. Raining down blood on the arena and people below as Bamba reformed, now locking his eyes on those down below. He'd then begin charging down towards them chanting the same thing over and over from excitement.
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Bamba: Blood for the blood god, Blood for the blood god, Blood for the BLOOD GOD, BLOOD FOR THE BLOD GOD!​

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[YatoruSenpai]

Descending from a black rift shrouded by smoke produced by flames, the clouds above, a darkly dressed individual who almost looks entirely human; wearing white gloves, black combat boots and a Military esk uniform. His black hair flowing with a large white bang fluttering with the wind current. What seemed inhuman of him was those evil red colored eyes. His eyes slowly shifting to view the damages over West city, sensing the mix of blood lust and potent Negative energy. With his Demon Ki surging around him with such potency that the sky itself blackened and began to rain, he began his rapid descent catching up to the Crimson Devil: Bamba, his arms slowly unfolding across his chest his feet slammed into the head manic Bamba focused on his hobby of Blood for the Blood God. Increasing his own descent with Bamba he would drive bamba into the recently deceased Invader of Earth, the impact forcing Bamba and the corpse to mesh together like a slushie of flesh, skin, and gum before scattering both biomasses across the street, walls of buildings and onto the humans and furry type humans in the proximate area. Some of Bamba's essence getting in the mouths of screaming women, children, men, and furries alike. Doing this though, the God Slayer, suppressed his tremendous energy down to 14k, as he stepped off the puddle of Bamba and weird human like Alien. Slowly stepping away he spoke with a calm, sophisticated tone,​

"Come on Bamba... I understand your obsession, but we've only come to observe... On top of that you killed the foolish time patrol prematurely.."​

He spoke slowly crossing his arms once more looking around at the destruction around pointing a single finger at the capsule corps buildings lower half that remained standing. A ball of Ki slowly circulating as a ball of black mass with a white trimming outlining it before firing a simple ki blast using his maximum ki control and Attack of 14,000,000. That small baseball sized ki blast suddenly blowing away the capsule corps buildings, with the hidden time rings and time scrolls for the time patrolers, leaving a small crater left burning and billowing smoke.​

"I'm returning back to base... Best not take to long. Do what you need to, leave the rest alive. We will goto a timeline that Detestable Omni-queen cherishes and break it."​

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[CairoOnyx]

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The parts of Bamba who were in the mouths of the children, women, and men would feel a strange sensation within their throats, chest, and stomach as the red goop within them will begin expanding inside of their mouths and bodies; Forcing them to blow up like balloons as their eyes pop from their skulls, their skin streteches as far as it possibly can before finally they all pop. Scattering guts, bones, and blood all over the streets, walls, and whatever else was nearby. However, the only one that didn't pop was a rabbit woman; the same one who was fighting the mysterious human in the tournament, Rabbita. She instead met a different fate as the goop crawled from her mouth and covered her entire body before merging with the other scattered pieces of red goop, forming back into the Crimson Devil outside of the head. Bamba will have grew a mouth and eyes on his arms to stare down Yatoru.
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Bamba (Mind): Did this muthafuckajuststep...​

Bamba: Premature my ass you 2 toned dirt fairy! Why you gotta ruin my fun?​

Finally deciding to reform his head and face where it belongs, then proceeding to roll his arm and crack his neck.
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Bamba: But fine, I finished what I came here for. Let's go.​

With that, he'd fly back through the rift the opened up when Yatoru showed up.​

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[Monkey D. Kami]

*DUM DUM*

Ban felt a sharp pain in his chest as his heart started aggressively pounding as if it was about to pop out of his chest, he sensed a vial and evil presence. His body petrified by the sheer amount of power before him, he was frozen in fear. This feeling reminded him of the time when that evil namekian brutally killed his father. *Why can't I move* Ban thought to himself, he felt as if he couldn't move a single muscle. He felt the crimson devil who was relaxing on a rooftop nearby, watching the battle between himself and the Valtraxian invader; and he could sense the crimson devil's bloodlust.

Bamba: "Moooooooooaaannnnnn... MooOOoOooOOAAaannn.......... MOOOOAAAANNNNNN! MOOOOOOAANNNNNNNNNNNUU.......... IM BOREEEDDD!! BOOREDD! BOOARD!! BOOHOOARDDDD! BOOREED! BORED! BAHOOAARD!!"

Ban managed to turn his head to see a strange creature shouting, Ban had no idea what the little red majin was, but he could sense a vast amount of ki coming from him. The little red demon ripped off his own arm tossing it up into the air.

*Blink*

*BOOM BOOM POW KABWAM*

It was like the sound of thunder repeating over and over again. Although Ban could not perceive Bamba's movements he could still see the results of his destructive force. Each thud shook the earth sparking burst of flames and creating smoke and dust clouds alike, causing more devastation, anyone who witnessed the symphony of destruction fled or froze in fear. The destruction continued for a moment making Ban feel completely helpless, deep down he wanted to help but he couldn't bring himself to move a single muscle.....

Bamba: Time for a blood sacrifice... ahehahahaha... uuugghh -- Blood for the blood god.

The little demon reappeared and seemed to be tussling with another individual who was also known as Gamma 1, Bamba had the upper hand in the battle as far as Ban could tell before being blinded from a flash of energy exploding lightning up the sky; this blinding light had engulfed both Bamba and Gamma 1 and by the time the light had finally faded crimson rain fell from the sky, and Bamba seemed to the only one who survived the cataclysmic explosion making him the victor of that battle. Ban was as confused as he was stunned.

Bamba: Blood for the blood god, Blood for the blood god, Blood for the BLOOD GOD, BLOOD FOR THE BLOD GOD!

Pure malice and destruction, Bamba was on a war path and immediately found his next target, setting his eyes on the survivors below rushing towards them like a crimson meteor, as Ban continued to watch helplessly. However, another stranger appeared from a shadow rift, wearing a dark military like uniform, descending from the clouds menacingly crashing into Bamba and the dead Valtraxian that was defeated by the saiyan Ban; crushing both like they were a mere insect, blood splattering across the battlefield and onto the screaming women and children.

God Slayer/Man in Black: "Come on Bamba... I understand your obsession, but we've only come to observe... On top of that you killed the foolish time patrol prematurely.."

Still in shock Ban remained quite as he listened to the mysterious man in black while cautiously watching him, the man formed tiny black sphere made of ki circulating hovering above the palm of his hand before he unleashed a devastating blast that destroyed the rest of the capsule corps buildings. As the blast radius expanded the mere pressure from its impact caused a shockwave powerful enough to send Ban flying, however, he'd regain his balance twisting and rotating in the air struggling from keeping himself from flying back. As the dust and rubble cleared their Ban noticed that the rest of capsule corps had been completely wiped out with a single attack. "Tch....those guys are freakishly strong" he whispered under his breath only loud enough for himself to hear without drawing any attention to himself.

"I'm returning back to base... Best not take to long. Do what you need to, leave the rest alive. We will go to a timeline that Detestable Omni-queen cherishes and break it."

Go to a timeline...

Time travel exists and it's not a myth? He pondered.

Ban overheard more than enough of the conversation between the blood god and the mysterious man in black, As Bamba left through shadowy gate that was opened by the mysterious man in black he felt a bit of a relief, but he still wasn't in the clear just yet, thankfully he was out of sight thanks to all the smoke and debris flying around. Ban remained calm and waited for a safe moment to leave if there were to ever be one; hoping the mysterious man would follow the blood lusted Majin back to this so-called HQ. For now, he remained unnoticed or at least they tell him as someone insignificant, an inferior being not worth their time and effort. This came as somewhat of a relief to the young saiyan who knew he had stood no chance against powerful villains like the man in black or the blood lusted majin.


Max Battle Power: 7,000​

 

[YatoruSenpai]

Even with his Base Ki signature now suppressed to 14,000 BP, the God Slayer kept his over all physical attributes, magical and Ki Control at their absolute peak as he slowly moved his right hand under his chin, his index finger rubbing the bases of his chin whilst the them held the jawline. His Scarlet eyes slowly staring at the burning wreckage that was once Capsule Corps's Tower, the hidden vault in which the detestable Time Patrollers kept their time rings, and Time Scrolls reduced to nothing but ash and cinders. His eyes slowly shifted with such curiosity, to the far East, located in east city he sensed a strange magical prowess, one that kept his attention on this timeline. The other power he sensed was near, slightly higher than most in the generalized locale that had survived the assault from unknown Aliens (To those on earth) but for the God Slayer who has bared witness to this assault in countless branching timelines he had already foreseen the outcome and what was to come. The False Flag operations created by an empire and its ruler outside the Prime universe. Though that wasn't his problem and ultimately would be solved by the people of this world in this timeline like those who were dealing with the same problem in the branching paradoxes.

No the energy he was sensing was of someone who in the other paradox timelines never reached this current level of strength, and as a result his back slowly bent backwards, his scarlet eyes honing in on the Half saiyan. His strange inhuman posture was completely unsettling, but what made it worse was those Scarlet Red eyes which seemed to glow with such a sinister animosity. Those glowing red eyes clearly staring straight at ban, as if letting the Half Saiyan know I see You. And yet, the God Slayer made no movement towards the half saiyan, as if also telling the Saiyan half breed that he wasn't even worth the effort due to the half breed's lack of power and experience. That the Half Saiyan Ban posed no real challenge nor threat to his groups objectives.

The sheer will and intent of his gaze and Contained power turned the blue skies a crimson hue, a hue that reached to the furthest parts of the Earth as he rubbed his chin watching the Half Saiyan to see if he'd be foolish enough to preemptively attack the God Slayer, or would he flee with his tail tucked between his legs to an overwhelming malicious force. This mere action wasn't just for Ban though as it was both a deterrent to those who would approach west city, but also lure in those with the capabilities to forsake the Prime Universe and its Timelines for a grandeur more sinister path for power. His gaze which remained patiently locked onto the Half Saiyan whilst his ki sensory targeted east city, specifically the individual who was using a strange magic, it was down to see which of them would take an invitation, and which would flee.
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[Monkey D. Kami]

Ban could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, the mysterious man in black turned his attention to the halfling saiyan; his crimson eyes glaring at him menacingly as if he were trying to stare a hole into his soul. "Tch" he noticed me? Ban was confused as to why the villain didn't attack; He'd fly away heading back towards central city to check on the human he saved earlier. He'd flee the scene had he been allowed to undisturbed hoping to get as far away as possible from mysterious man on black, who was ominously watching him from above. Ban turned tail and convinced himself that he was making a strategic withdrawal, knowing that he wasn't capable of winning this battle alone...

"Tch.."

Ban raced to Central City in a hurry hoping to find the human that was attacked by one of the invaders, racing a full speed, earth was in danger and Ban felt powerless, choosing to run instead of fight... He felt awful so many people died in front of him and it was nothing he could do about it the regret he felt in this very moment would haunt him forever. Self-doubt crept over him like dark cloud on a sunny day.

"Next time..."

Max Battle Power: 7,000
Moving to Central City
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[Yozu]

Listen while you read

Something was coming.. she never actually saw what it was, one second she was in the changing room. The next the entire building lurched sideways hard enough to throw her into the wall, the sound came after.

Metal screaming. Concrete breaking. People shouting, then the room came apart, she barely got her telekinetic up before the ceiling started collapsing. It helped. Not much, but enough. A beam missed her head by inches. Something else clipped her shoulder hard enough to send her spinning. The rest was dust and noise, she wasn't stopping the entire building from caving in on her, just guiding debris and anything that would damage her to the side, while missing a couple.

When things finally stopped moving, she was flat on her back staring into darkness.

"...Ow."

Not her most profound observation, everything hurt. Her shoulder especially.. Something warm(blood) was running down the side of her face and she really didn't feel like checking how bad it was.

Eventually she pushed herself upright. still alive, broken concrete overhead. Bent steel everywhere else. The sort of place people usually get pulled out of by rescue crews.

she wasn't interested in waiting for one, a few chunks of rubble shifted. Then a few more, slowly, daylight appeared overhead, then she saw the stadium, what used to be the stadium and arena now an empty crator

For a few seconds she honestly wasn't sure what she was looking at anymore, smoke drifted through the wreckage, It was now completely empty, beside the sounds of sirens and alarms soon ringing in her ear, the tournament felt very far away all of a sudden, She stood there, brushing dust from her clothes while trying to make sense of what she was seeing.

Then she looked up, nobody accidentally does something like this, which meant somebody was responsible and that was a much more interesting problem.

"I'm.. just going to lay here for abit.."

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Location: Tournament - Arena Grounds
Post Order: Veylora - N/A​