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Alcohol is a Flashback's Best Friend.; Stealin From The Thief quest
Topic Started: Apr 15 2009, 05:16 PM (55 Views)
Kaji
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“Oi! Woman! Bring me some of that Rum they make in Vegeta…the #27 I believe it was.”

Kaji was currently in a run-down bar somewhere in the warring continent of Africa. After his loss at the Galactic Invitational Tournament, he had wandered out in this direction in order to see more of the planet of his birth. As it turned out, this place wasn’t Frieza #79 in the future and those boxes were not time-machines. What had happened was some agents of one X.S. Cash had snuck up behind the Bio-Android and his Saiyan buddy while they were stumbling around in a drunken stupor. After a quick injection of specially-made narcotics the two of them had been stuffed into crates and sent to Earth. Kaji still had a bitter taste in his mouth at the fact that Glacier still had some say in his life even when he was dead.

‘Fuckin Changelings…always causing me problems and shit.’

Another swig from what was now his favorite alcoholic substance had caused him to recall his new Changeling problem: Kuhn. The little bastard had came out of nowhere demanding a fight that Kaji was all-too-happy to oblige to. At first it was pretty standard Changeling bullshit: Stand there and spout self-important bullshit, claim that he was far superior to the Bio-Android, and then taunt and gloat with a smug grin through-out the fight. Normally, that smug look always disappeared the second that the rat bastards realized that Kaji was serious business. They would always get pissed off as their death drew nearer and would almost always try to plead for their life if the rage didn’t work.

But Kuhn was different, he was able to change somehow. He got bigger, more muscular, and his strength only increased with his size. It was then that Kaji realized that maybe HE was the arrogant one. Perhaps this one Changeling actually had the power to back up his unwarranted sense of self-importance.

A bitter and shameful defeat was realized that day. And Kaji’s pride was momentarily broken as he narrowly fled with his life.

To make matters worse, the little bastard actually followed him all the way to Earth! Only this time, Kaji acknowledged his strength and introduced himself. And once he had learned the name of his foe, he began to fight seriously for the first time since his escape from Glaciers illegal arena. He did not bat an eye when Kuhn used his stronger form. He did not cry out in pain when Kuhn’s horns and tail pierced him. No, what Kaji did find was an unyielding resolve to fight…to win. A flame had ignited within his chest, a burning passion to surpass his limits and gain the strength to defeat the arrogant behemoth.

It was as if he could see everything clearly for the first time. What used to be a sense of unease and well-hidden paranoia became courage and confidence. He could now see that he was destined to be simply better than his enemy. He was a Bio-Android! Every cell in his body was created for the purpose of defeating his enemies! He possessed the best traits from every major race in the galaxy. There was no way he could allow himself to be defeated by such a being. Kuhn was too wrapped up in himself, to sure of his own power to be able to grow stronger. Kaji would always grasp at the edges of power, always force himself to surpass what was once thought to him impossible. He would never stop, he would never waver. His was the drill that would pierce the heavens! He would bore a hole straight through anything that attempted to stop him until he stood alone at the top!

The new-found inner fire he had felt had allowed him to defeat what was once undefeatable. He had seen the invisible and broken the unbreakable. He had been victorious over Kuhn. And as he watched the massive Changeling flee he could not help but feel his sense of pride returning to him. He knew that Kuhn would be back, but he would always beat him back until he was but another corpse littering the path to his ascension.

Shortly there-after, Kaji was separated from Blac during the tournament. He had seen his Saiyan friend’s defeat, as close as that fight had been, while he had soundly thrashed his much weaker opponent. He was forced to skip a round, much to his dismay, and wait for the quarter-finals before he got to fight again.

As luck would have it, Kaji’s opponent was a clown. Not just any clown, but one that he had encountered on Frieza before. He had seen this joker firmly defeat his hobo friend rather easily, and like before he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of yearning as he gazed at the freak. It was as if something inside him was calling to him, telling him to completely crush his enemy and take him for himself.

Kaji’s tail had not seen much use. The thing had been retracted into his lower back ever since the absorption of his previous owners, his large cape hiding any trace of his existence. But now he found himself with a strong urge to use it to…consume.

It was not to be, however, since the clown proved to be too strong for the Bio-Android to defeat just yet. In fact Rosencrantz was so strong it drove Kaji into a deep fit of rage. With this new-found berserker fury he managed to damage his enemy far more than previously, but it was still in vain. The last thing he remembered was a close-up of the clown’s forehead. His cold, hard forehead.

When he had awoken he had decided to see more of this strange world, after all it was only right to want to know more about your birthplace right?

That was how he had ended up in this war-torn land and in this shitty little bar. Apparently, this part of the planet was the equivalent of District 00 on Frieza. The only difference being no one would sell you shit before trying to kill you.

A loud bang stirred Kaji out of his thoughts. Turning his head he saw a rather disgruntled human of the darker variety. Shrugging the Bio-Android turned back to his drink but kept his ear open for information.

“’Ey Jabari! You run into a band of revolutionaries or something? Ya look terrible.”

The African in question could be heard sighing before he slumped onto a nearby barstool. “Nah, I just ended up lost after the last raid. ’fore I knew it that bastard Yamcha burst out of the sand and made of with my zenni!”

Kaji didn’t bother to listen to the rest of the conversation. Instead he quickly stood up and marched out of the bar, knocking the single bouncer through the wall when he tried to force him to actually pay for his drinks.

No, at this point Kaji’s greed had kicked in. Nothing can be done without power, and quite a bit of power can be bought for the right amount of the universal currency these days.

It did not take long for the Bio-Android to find the area of the Diablo Desert that this Yamcha had claimed for his own. It was simply a matter of time before the buffoon made himself known.

Bursting out of the ground, a long-haired human came barreling at Kaji at speeds that might have been impressive ten years ago.

“YOSH! I AM THE MIGHTY YAMCHA THE TWENTY FOURTH! I AM HERE TO PILFER YOUR BOOTY! SO HAND IT OVER OR FACE THE CONSEQ-”

His rant and voice that rivaled Blac’s was silenced with a single punch to the face, sending the would-be thief sprawling along the ground. Casually walking up, Kaji quickly located the thief’s wallet and helped himself to it’s contents.

“You know, for one so fast you sure are weak.” Kaji would gloat as he spat on the unconscious man.

Fuck yeah he was now 200 zenni richer. Now…what should he buy?

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