[Blood, tears, glory] [Suki versus Rensou]

[Rensou Hiruen]

Writhing, the beast fought the man within it and cried out with rage and agony as Rensou Hiruen drove onward to break free of this unholy clutch that had overwhelmed him. With those clawed fingers grasping his locks and the body lashing to and fro, the Icer above him changed for the second time. Rensou caught the abrupt change in power, and the monster inched closer to regaining absolute control that would certainly drive him to his death against that. . .

. . .that power!

With all his mental fortuity, Rensou Hiruen wrapped his metaphorical hand around the animal threatening to devour him whole and crushed it to nothing as he became once again, himself. Standing upright, he marveled for a moment at the change that had occurred. . .like what he had become moments ago, this new form Touketsuki had assumed was a beast as well. He admired but for a moment as he recalled Anienne Aspera, his most beloved companion, limp on the ground behind him. She was dead because he had come. It mattered not she had sacrificed herself to keep him alive, if Touketsuki had not come, this would have never occurred!

Despite the lack of pupil and iris within those orbs, the look of hate was still entirely evident upon them as Rensou realized that even despite this altering transformation he had assumed, he would still be overpowered by the warrior above him. His monstrous antics had caused him to expend much energy, and Touketsuki, though terribly damaged, as was Rensou, had the advantage in strength and longevity. The Icer could fight harder, longer, and had shown he was as driven as the Saiyan to reign triumphant. There was but one option remaining, for the last of the Hiruen clan had reached the end of the line.

He would pay the ultimate price to rid his home of this scourge, by any means necessary. What energies he had remaining began to flare about him in that wondrous plume of gold as the Icer called down to him at last, announcing this as his truest true form. Rensou would not ponder on the trivial lies the creature spat, everything from his lips had been a falsity thus far – words mattered not, but Rensou found himself coaxed to anwer nonetheless. The Saiyan chuckled before he delivered his reply, for in the end, none of this truly mattered.

The words between this pair and the blows exchanged were meaningless, the lives lost – though heavy upon the heart, would be forgotten with time. The only way to truly bring this fight into the realm of eternal remembrance was to do something so terribly drastic that it would be etched into the tablets and entered into the databanks for eons to come. It had been Rensou Hiruen's goal to become a legend, and he would not be halted here by some bastard that could certainly kill him. . .and Touketsuki would kill him, in due time.

“Saiyan dead are burned upon pyres, Touketsuki Yakedo. Those whom rose to greatness are remembered forever, but I have not achieved it yet. Not even you will be remembered to my people at the end of this, for this race is destined for greatness beyond the tear of your greedy hand!” The former gladiator whom had become a General shouted with defiance ringing, his ki building within and around him. Upon his parched and bloody lips a smile manifested, and it was true – there was no more sadness, no more hatred, no more will to compete. Rensou Hiruen knew how to truly end this without a doubt in the back of his mind.

“Come, bastard, and we will both become legend!” was the final cry of Rensou Hiruen as he kicked off the ground like he had done many times before, lifting himself with his Bukujutsu and streaking through the night towards Touketsuki Yakedo. . .for the last time.

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Suki listened as Rensou spoke his final soliloque to the planet, and to himself. But certainly not to Suki, he couldnt have been speaking to Suki, he couldnt have thought that Suki would care, because he didnt. Suki was sociopath, legends were just that, fictitious stories of valor and courage, but this would not be a legend, this would be yet another man who fell to the might of Suki, and he wouldnt be a legend Either, he would be a ruler, a monarch, a god. And Rensou would be nothing but a martyr to a lost race of primitive beings. This was certain.

Suki waved his hand across a straight line in-front of him and uttering these words before releasing the punishing attack ahead.

"Come Monkey, its time to finish this"

His words were far less poetic than that of his adversary, but ultimately history would only hear the voice of the victor, for it was the victor that wrote the history books, and the victor who chose whom said what.

Rensou would be forgotten just like all of the other trash that Suki had destroyed.

"Punisher Spread"

With his new form came new and improved Ki, that was released systematically out of the line that Suki had created infront of him. A meteor of Ki blasts flew at Rensou, each one slightly Homing (It would fly directly at rensou, but should it miss it would collide with the ground rather than following him.)

One after another these Ki blasts came out, relentlessly attacking the saiyan who made his way to Suki. This was the first time Suki had used this attack out of training, the punisher spread was a more advanced, and deadly version of the Punisher Cannon. It essentially made the beam into dozens of smaller balls of Ki, each homing to the location of the opponent, it was a more accurate version of his previous attack, with the same deadly aftermath.

So powerful in fact it was only obtainable in his final two forms. The balls would fly at the saiyan, and the epic finale was under way.

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[Rensou Hiruen]

One attack would not be enough to stunt the final decision of Rensou Hiruen as Touketsuki murmured the name of his assault and unleashed a score of smaller blasts of terrible potency. The smile still plastered upon the bruised and blood caked face of the Saiyan, he hurtled onward directly into these droplets of rain capable of so much more. This new power would withstand the onslaught and more in the effort to deliver the payload to this tyrant whom had come to do as he would to whichever planet he happened to be upon, and Rensou Hiruen was not one who would sit idly by and have it happen to his own. He had proven that in the hours proceeding these final moments of this titanic, tumultuous clash.

A volley of his own energies unleashed with dancing arms collided with the first balls of the Punisher Cannon volley, and they were dampened to an extent, but many collided with the speeding Saiyan and served to slow his approach, to an extent. That decrease in speed was counteracted with a Zanzoken through the second volley, and even fewer managed to land. Rensou suffered several broken ribs, but the pain was an absolute zero in the formula of his suicidal approach. The third volley had been entirely evaded with the momentous gain of speed attained in the last moments of the Zanzoken that had been his saving grace during this fight – without it, it would never have gone this far.

The mind of the last Hiruen went out to those whom had become so much to him, for without Vera, he would not be here – he would have died in the mutant rainforests where the radiation had made beasts into vile things. Without Boliko Koregutsu, he would have known not of Touketsuki and his intentions. Had he not met the Makaioshin, Dao Midnight, he would have never learned the Zanzoken. Ikezu had proven to him that other races could be just as powerful as a Saiyan, and it had allowed him to accept that Yakedo was an equal adversary. Endive had shown him in the first loss he had ever suffered that he could be defeated. The men whom had returned the deserter, Kabocha, had told him much of Touketsuki and given him a sizable advantage.

Most importantly, Anienne Aspera, his Lieutenant, had shown him his heart could still care a great deal for those around him, even after it had been torn to shreds after he had lost his entire family in that terrible mission that had sent Rensou Hiruen down this spiraling path towards this final trip through the skies and through the pain towards Touketsuki Yakedo. The Icer was funneling the last of his volley, and Rensou still had so much more to show him. . .know what I am capable of, monster, and burn in hell forever.

“FOR VEGETAAAAAAAAAA! ! !”

These were the last words of Rensou Hiruen as every single miniscule drop of his inner power was simultaneously released from within himself and out into existence, creating a cataclysmic explosion the likes of which had not been seen for thousands of years. The intense wave of energy rolled outwards and engulfed all in the aquamarine tsunami of death and destruction that had once been Rensou Hiruen as he gave his entirety to become legend, to save his planet, and to kill this bastard once and for all. Rensou Hiruen would not let Touketsuki Yakedo get away with what he had done.

• The gladiator. . .
  
• The general. . . .
  
• The friend. . . . .
  
• The legend! ! ! ! ! !

Rensou Hiruen had paid the ultimate price and went out in a glorious blaze of astounding proportions to slay Touketsuki Yakedo, but he knew not of the titanic strength the Icer still held within his being. While the explosion was probably enough to wound him to the point that he would be unable of naught but leaving, Rensou Hiruen had failed. It mattered not to the last, and final member of the Hiruen family.

General Rensou Hiruen was dead.

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The blasts hit there mark, or so most of them did. The energy streaking through the sky like fireworks making their mark on not only the saiyan, but the planet, for those that missed dug deeper into the crust of the planet creating even more shaking. If this punishment continued, the planet would suffer. They had certainly picked the best spot for this battle, any city would have been toppled by this point, and any forest or ocean would be devoid of life. However these scorched plains had already felt the sting of war time and again, why should this battle be any different.

Just like the plains below them, war was heavily felt by one man in particular. Rensou had begun a technique that Suki recognized. You see he was not the first to commit to suicide over death at Suki's hand, and the technique was not uncommon, but....

Never at this power level.

"What are you doing! No! Fight me like a man, Stop you fucking monkey dammit....DAMMIT"

He said, as a wave of pure light infiltrated the Icer's Punisher spread, destroying it entirely.
Suki couldnt believe what he was seeing. A common explosion was never this large. This was incredible, this was pure rage, passion, glory.

This was legendary

The wave approached suki quickly, and he doubled backwards flying as quickly as he could only to realize it was futile, this beam would destroy him.

Suki turned and began throwing Ki at it to no avail, each strike getting consumed by the light of Rensou. Suki felt the energy make contact, but it was no normal burning sensation, it felt as though Rensou was reaching into Suki's soul, grabbing it, and pulling on it, trying to pull him to hell with him.

Struggling suki yelled out again.

"Stop, DAMMIT No, I am Touketsuki Yakedo, I am Lord of Kold, I am ruler of the known Universe. I will not be defeated here, no NO!"

Suki released his energy in a counter to the attack, but this to would only be slightly acceptable as the wave still blew suki backwards and down to the hard earth below. His skin burnt, and a migrain burning through his mind. Rensou's final attack had left the Icer incapacitated. Had he been in his final form this attack would not have done nearly as much, but now, like this, he could only writhe on the ground in agony, in pain.

He had won the fight.

But for the first time Suki had been brought down to the level of those he destroyed. For the first time Suki had been brought close to the death that he always rained from above.

Rensou Hiruen was more than adequate, he was the greatest Challenge suki had ever faced.

"D.....dammit....."

Suki said as he slowly fell into unconsciousness

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Gurin had watched the ending of the battle, still weakened from his encounter with Anienne he had watched and felt the power from a distance. It was sad to him the carnage that had ensued. That two amazing warriors had to pit themselves against each other. Again he found himself torn, watching the man whom had saved his life, butcher a general, a loved and respected man, whom was defending the honor of himself and his people.

But as the fighting ended Gurin knew where his allegience was, he knew that he owed his life to Suki, and he would get it.
Gurin flew over to the wreckage, the Saiyan was no where to be seen, his body disintigrated into the dirt, while Suki lay motionless...but alive.

This was no good, Gurin had to fix this or suffer the consequences as he was surrounded by saiyans whom would Kill suki as soon as look at him in such a poor position.
Gurin dug into his pocket pulling out a small Senzu bean, one that he had been carrying for just such an occasion. He stuck it into Suki's mouth helping him to swallow, and within a matter of seconds suki opened his eyes.

It was a strange moment, Gurin said nothing for a while as suki regained awareness and finally sat up, Senzu beans were incredible in strength, and Suki was already feeling better. Not 100% but certainly good enough to take on a few minor saiyans should any attack.

"M'lord....are...you...Ok"

He said nervously only to find suki turn and look at him with a deadly and assertive glare, followed by very sharp words

"Let us gather the crew and get the hell out of here, I have done what I came for"

He said Rising to his feet.

Suki bolted off, leaving the scene not a moment to soon. Gurin looked back for only a second. Such an amazing spectacle, and Suki wasnt even going to stay to admire it. No they were different. In culture and in ideals. But they were one in the same in their kingdom, and Gurin would remember that. He had to.

Gurin followed Suki, back to the ship, it was time to go home.

[Geurin]

Rensou, For fighting an amazing bout of Skill and courage, And dying in the process, I hereby award you with a whopping
18,000 PL (For those interested in the math it was 6000 for the fight, X2 for the plot, plus his Zenkai)

Suki, For your rutheless rendition, and your first near death experience, it is my pleasure, and death wish, to award you
14,000 PL (5000 Plus weights (Which were only counted on half) X2, Plus Zenkai)

500 To Boliko and Gurin for adding their little spice to it.

Amazing guys, a joy to read