Training of the soul (Nam, Kris, Antary)

[Geurin]

The ceiling would close, no effort could prevent that. But the epic energy that had been portraited in that short time was nothing less than impeccable.
The two saiyans had truly shown their colors here in combat, exactly what Kami had hoped for the two of them. The dark times that faced them would inevitably call upon the two warriors and their strengths to save what would ultimately be the entire universe. And what Antary had shown today was the first step towards accomplishing such a goal.

Just as the ceiling closed, the moon that was there slowly began to die into a small amount of Ki, this ball of Ki flew over to the Kami landing squarely in his uplifted palm, and as it did Kami would close his fist, allowing Antary to slowly turn from the beast he was, back into his base form.

No matter how strong he was, using a Kaioken, as well as losing the inert energy from the moon would be devastating to his Ki, and if he had any sense he would return to his normal form. Kami chose to do the same, Being in a larger state was not exactly easy on the old mans bones, and if anything was causing him an equal amount of pain.

The time for questions had come, but Kami needed a moment of rest. Where he would have simply explained himself, he hadnt been aware of his limitations.

Really what this old man needed was a nice...long...nap

[Nam Reikonaga]

As the Oozaru spoke, Nam began to catch on little by little –until Antary finally mentioned the Kaioken. Nam didn’t have time to do anything. He was only ever able to put his barrier because he acted ahead of time. The Great Ape blurred through and slammed Nam to a wall. The red energy barrier shattered on impact. The half-saiyan grunted as the hand finally made direct contact. Nam could’ve sworn he heard and felt something crack within him. He wasn’t sure what it was though.

After a few moments, the Oozaru removed its giant hand and allowed Nam to fall to the ground. The half-saiyan extended his arms forward and flexed with the fall to reduce the impact. His face turned sideways upon landing. The effort made his body ache and he was able to locate where the possible fracture had occurred. It was possible that Nam’s ribs had cracked –even if slightly. This was a very serious situation; his lungs risked being pierced by his ribs if he inhaled, and so Nam began to breath very short so his lungs wouldn’t expand too much.

Nam held his thorax as if to keep everything in place as he shifted himself to a sitting position, facing the giant monkey, which had a puzzled appearance. I would’ve been done for if he had clenched his fists… Nam thought. He was scolding himself, realizing how vulnerable he still was. If Antary’s Oozaru could’ve ended him, imagine what Touketsuki Yakedo could’ve done. Nam needed to improve –and fast.

The Oozaru seemed to have a monologue, Nam soon noticed Antary was resisting. The Great Ape tried to collapse the closing roof with a barrage of chi blasts, but his efforts failed. Keep on fighting Antary![/] he thought. Nam stayed put, preparing himself to perform any movements necessary to keep him safe. It would be a problem if what the Oozaru had said was true though. Would he still reign over Antary’s body while in his normal form?

If that was the case, Nam wasn’t sure whether he would be able to hold him off, even with the power difference, he had weights, increased gravity, the effects of Kaioken, compassion and a broken rib holding him back. He did have Kami to help out, but he seemed a bit worn out himself. The half-saiyan’s clothes flapped as Nam focused his energy around his body to help him levitate his body off the ground and began to slowly head for his two-edged sword, which wasn’t all that far away. He wasn’t planning on cutting off Antary’s tail –it wasn’t necessary with the moon gone. Nam’s goal was using his binding technique to hold down the saiyan once he returned to his base form.

[Antary]

The smoke screen from another barrage of massive blasts, this time to the ceiling, disappeared quickly, showing the fact that the ceiling was still intact and still closing. That did not stop him, and only made the Oozaru put more and more power into those blasts, but to no avail. He pressed himself against the wall, trying to keep under the moon`s light, but it finally closed. The Great Ape could only stare at the white energy orb that went downwards to Kami`s open palm, and once the realization of what that really was struck the beast, it was far too late. Kami closed his fist.

The Oozaru suddenly started screaming. It was not a roar; it was a genuine scream, a scream of pain. It clutched its head hard, so hard it looked like there was enough force to crush it. But the pain was so excruciating, he did not even notice. “I don`t need the damn moon anymore, I JUST WANT HIM GONE!” This time followed by a roar, it released beams of purple energy upwards into the ceiling, hoping to destroy it, but yet again, to no avail. Right now, it did not even have enough power for that. Not enough concentration due to pain.

The Great Ape fell on its knees, and then laid down face first, still clutching the head. Its bestial form seemed to convulse, as if the hair was trying to go back inside the body, but something was pushing it back. The screams changed, now as if 2 voices screaming. Someone probably could recognize that second voice as Antary`s, however the first one was still the Oozaru`s. Slowly, the beast started crawling towards Kami.

“Old man, open the damn ceiling.” Struggling, the enemy`s voice said. “I don`t want to be imprisoned again!” Breathing heavily, it put its claws into the floor, scratching them out of pain. The form was beginning to look less and less like a full Oozaru, but the red eyes remained, staring at Kami, as if begging him to stop this torture, this suppression. “I w-want to live!” Were its last words, before the transformation back into an ordinary saiyan was complete.

Luckily, Antary was not naked. Thanks to his special saiyan warrior uniform that was fully compatible with this transformation, and did not rip apart. Still breathing just as heavily, the young saiyan slowly stood up, and in some sort of confusion looked around. “Hey, uh, Nam, Kami.” He said, now looking at the closed ceiling. “What was- uh, what happened?” Because of his mental fatigue, it was a bit troublesome to even speak.

Now, however, finally standing up, he tried to lift his arms, to take a look at them, only to be suppressed to the floor by his weighted gauntlets, caught off guard and letting his energy roam too freely. Luckily falling on his back, his feet and hands were completely immovable, but Antary couldn`t help but giggle for some reason. After a bit, he managed to return the balance and stood up.

[Geurin]

Everyone seemed worn out from the endeavor. Kami lay in the corner, watching as the Oozaru retreated back and Antary came back in the full. The amount of control that antary had over the Oozaru was incredible, but was not enough. Kami however knew exactly how to fix such a thing.

A bead of sweat ran down his forehead as the Namekian elder stood up. It was quite the struggle as his muscles and bones began to readjust to his smaller size. A younger Namekian wouldnt have such trouble, but clearly he was not a younger Namekian. When he had finally gotten to his feet, Kami made his way over to Antary, his fist still closed tight from the energy that had flown to him.

"Your control of the oozaru is almost complete Antary, pleased accept this as the final step to having full control."

Kami opened up his enclosed fist, to reveal a small amount of white Ki, it was very similar to the moonlight's energy, and certainly Antary would feel it. But it was not large enough to have the Oozaru effect.
Kami turned his palm to face Antary's forehead, and as the two made contact, Antary would feel empowered, he would remember all of the things he had done as the Oozaru, all of his trainings, the battle at central, everything would become crystal clear. More importantly, the Oozaru's voice would become clear, as if Antary could speak with it even when not transformed.

"The Ki presented by moonlight is specific only to the moon, however it can be replicated with artificial moonlight. That power you feel, is your own reserve of it. Now Antary, you can use your Oozaru for your own gain, not to do its bidding, and not to senselessly destroy. But rather to help you in your future endeavors."

Kami said this solemnly as he made his way towards the door of the training room, he knew now that there was but one more step for his students before he could no longer aid them

"You both pass, and we havent the time to rest, so if you would be so inclined please follow me to our next task"

He said, not waiting for questions, and exiting the room. Kami knew he was growing weaker the more he fought, but the time for rest was not now, it was time to prepare. Suki would not be resting, and the World Trade Organization would come in full force.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam gripped his sword and turned to view the deforming Oozaru as it crawled towards the green man. I feel kind of bad for him… he though. The soul trapped within Antary, the essence that is Oozaru; he just wanted to live. Nam couldn’t begin to imagine what it’d be like to live imprisoned, he began to wonder about the Oozaru within him, whom has now not even hope. Nam cut off his tail, and there was no possible way the entity to even try to break free. The half-saiyan wondered if there was perhaps a way to free that soul.

It was a painful feeling. Nam felt like they were then villains in this situation. What if it were the other way around? Everyone deserves a chance a life. And if the Oozaru turned out bad in the end, then so be it. Nam and anyone else would do whatever they could to put an end to it. But at least, they wouldn’t be trapped inside a dark room with nowhere to go. Death would take them to heaven or hell, and although Nam had no idea what the after-life was like, he was sure it’d be much better than a stagnant life trapped in someone else’s shadow.

Nam let go of his sword as he realized he would not need it. Tenshu walked past him towards the door, Antary was back in control and he would never lose it again. His Oozaru had now lost all hope, just as Nam’s had; trapped in that dark room, until they die and both their spirits pass away. Nam thought that saiyans and Oozarus were one and the same. He didn’t think of them as two different entities but one soul. Although, the events that had occurred today in this room, made him think otherwise. Why would they struggle if they weren’t concealed under a much larger entity?

Nam had a goal now. He never knew what to wish for with the dragon balls, he could never think of a good wish without feeling selfish. Instead, he would gather them and free the lonely soul trapped within him. That is, unless Kami had his own method for such a phenomenon. There were other wishes though, Nam wanted to bring back the people who had died in the Central City incident, maybe bring the whole city back along with it. But what about the people Suki had killed? Was it alright for Nam to play god and undo what those malicious beings had caused? The dragon balls existed, that much was inevitably true –now that the saiyan had witnessed its glory first hand. What other way could they be used?

Nam turned to face the back of Tenshu’s head as he walked out of the room. He was still holding onto his torso with his right arm; trying to keep everything in place. His sword was lying on the ground beside him. “Kami… would you mind healing me first? I think I broke a rib or two…” he tried to smile, keeping the mood up.

[Antary]

Antary, still confused and unaware of what had happened, could only stare at the glowing orb in Tenshu`s hand. It felt strangely similar, somewhat attractive even. Compared to the overwhelming power of the full moon to a saiyan, this felt so calm, but empowering. The memories returned, rapidly and quickly, overwhelming the war hardened but still surprisingly fragile young mind. Luckily, there was not much to remember, as he only transformed twice.

There was something weird, though. While the first transformation was filled with rage, roars, and all the other typical stuff, the second wasÉ Mute. He could not hear any roars, let alone speech. This was weird, but because another entity essentially took full control over him, it was kind of not him transformed. The roars and rage were symbolizing the constant struggle between the two. The monstrous strength of the Oozaru Ð the amount of strength put into that fight.

Perhaps that fight was beyond the ÒregularÓ mind to comprehend, and that is the reason why neither of them can remember anything that happened during the transformation. What happened to the losing half? Was it now truly sealed for eternity, only to be released upon death of the dominant half? Right now, due to the weak strength of the moon Kami was carrying, Antary was essentially free to receive the answers he wanted.

It`s as if his mind was a long hallway with an unlimited amount of doors, each housing every single thought that had ever appeared in his head, and Antary was freely walking there. Although right now, the only door that caught the saiyan`s interest was not even a door. It was a cage. And there was someone there. That someone was wearing a blue jumpsuit, with pointy, dark hair. He was blankly staring at the ceiling, the person`s eyes were red, although not completely like an Oozaru`s, just the iris part.

Their eyes met, and they just stared at each other blankly. Whoever was sitting there was the same age as Antary, had the same tail, the same hairÉ Perhaps this was that Òother halfÓ of him that terrorized Kami and Nam during this training. Perhaps the only thing different about them was the way they looked at each other. The Other Half looked sad, upset, maybe even glad to be able to look at something other than his dark cell, the only place in Antary`s mind that did not have lighting. It was a strange encounter.

The saiyan stood there for a few more moments, before turning to the side, and walking away. The hallway`s doors disappeared in the bright light, and Antary returned to the physical realm, awkwardly staring at the orb. In here, he was staring for only a few seconds at most. As Kami turned away, the saiyan simply looked at the white floor, looking a bit upset, no doubt about the Other Half. He quickly threw those thoughts away, his eyes returning the confidence and that inner fire in them.

ÒAlright, let`s go.Ó


(Requesting PL [with weights if possible, although if not then I wont push it])

[Geurin]

Kami had made it all the way to the door when nam made the request. It was a simple one, and one that Kami could have accomplished. It pained Tenshu to say what he knew would ultimately need to be said, and he grew silent for a moment staring at the ground.

It was an obvious silence, dark and long. It consumed the air, and even caused Kami's arm to shake lightly, perhaps not so much that others noticed, but easily enough for Kami to feel it. he hated not healing his children, and he hated even more the reason why he would not. But the only way to go about this was to be direct. Nam was a true warrior, and he could handle it.

"No...No Nam I will not heal you"

He said, a tear falling directly from his eye to the ground below. Even if Nam or antary had seen the droplet, from his angle it would be no different than a bead of sweat.

"A broken rib or two will be the least of your problems when Touketsuki arrives, and if you do not train yourself in such a painful predicament, how will you ever fight in one"

It was a cruel way to train, But it was true, Suki was notorious for causing the most painful of injuries. He was the master of the dark and twisted mind, and so the sort of torture that he could put them through would at least be lessened if they would simply get used to the bitter sting of pain.

The concept bothered the old man to no end. He would have never imagined he would be training young men in their twenties to deal with pain the way a man would. But that is what they were, they were men, and strong ones at that.

If they didnt pull through now...then...

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam flinched when he heard that ‘No’. He was definitely not expecting that. When someone asks to be healed, you don’t just say ‘No’. It’s like when you’re at a friend’s house and ask him for a glass of water and then he suddenly says ‘No’. People ask because of courtesy, but those kinds of things are practically undeniable. When someone asks something like that, they expect an automatic ‘yes’, but Kami said ‘No’. Nam didn’t know how to react. Tenshu wasn’t obliged in any way to heal his wounds, but he assumed they were at the point to where such a request was unthinkable. He began to wonder where their friendship or ‘partnership’ was, up to which level if there was any in the first place. Perhaps, to him all they were was a means to keep the peace and no more.

There was an awkward silence. The green man finally explained himself, and Nam’s predictions where completely erased by reason. “You’re right…” he said, gripping his chest tightly while looking calmly at the ground. This training would be for nothing if he would just heal himself after every little injury. Kami wasn’t always going to be there to save them. Zach was just lucky when the green man appeared and rescued him from certain death. Nam had to overcome this pain and familiarize his body with it. That way, when the situation is real, he won’t panic; although, Nam never panics. He had that calm poise whenever he wanted.

Part of the real training has been revealed and Nam was ready to face it. The half-saiyan sheathed his two-edged sword in his scabbard, grunting as he bent to pick it back up from the ground with his free left hand. He held the scabbard by the strap, leaving it hanging and swinging as he lamely walked towards the exit, following Kami. Nam’s face was normal again, serious, emotionless. Inside he was hurting, but he was determined to endure it, no enemy would ever decipher his poker face. “What’s next?”

(PL + 5x Gravity + Heavy Weights)

[Gray Callahan]

Antary: 2000x1.85=3700

Nam:1600x1.85 = 2950 (rounded for ease)

Kami: 1600 x 1.10 = 1750 (rounded for ease)