The Sky Rains Protectors (Protectorate, Orenji)

[Orenji]

As Orenji stood there waiting for an answer from any of the three, it looked like the red skinned creature was going to talk first.


“Easy there green bean…we came here simply because this was the only place the ship could take us…” Kazama started and then turned in the direction of Sohko. “Because some drunken monkey could buy a ship worth two zeni even though he took almost all of the money that was more portion of the betting.” The majin snapped at Sohko before turning back to namekian. “But you see our ship sort of…blew up and now we need to find a new one.”


“Green Bean” did he just really say that, Orenji just ignored him and listened to the rest of the his story. As Orenji looked at the man who was just called a drunk monkey, he shook his head. That man didn’t look in any shape to fly a ship yet they all let him try it anyways. Orenji knew he still had to be cautious around all of them he knew that they were all shaken from the crash but that was soon going to wear off.


“You wouldn’t happen to have any food would you?” Kazama asked as his stomach growled.


“Well at least one of you knows how to answer a question, If you don’t cause any trouble then I might be able to find you some food.” Orenji said looking at the red skinned creature “Now back to you.” Orenji said looking back at the “monkey” man


As Orenji looked back at the man who was just called a monkey, but something was different about him His mouth began to foam, similar to a rabid dog, and his eyes wandered skywards aimlessly. Before Orenji could react the man was already charging at him and grabbed him by his vest and began to shake him wildly.


“Don’t lie to me man! You’re holding out on me aren’t you? GIVE THE GOODS MAN! C’mon. C’MON! I need a glass of deliciously healthy and completely non addictive alcohol. Say it with me bub, AL-CO-HOL! That’s A-L-C-O-H-O-L! KAI DAMN IT!”


Orenji could barley understand what the man was saying, it just sounded like yelling in anger. It took Orenji a couple of seconds to collect himself and fully understand. When Orenji finally realized what was going on instincts took over. Orenji snapped his arms up breaking the hold the man had on him, brought his left arm back and smashing his palm into the mans chest, sending him back a few steps. Orenji then threw his right hand clenched in a fist hitting the man in the side of the head. The man flew to the gorund and slid a few feet to the left before snapping back up, collecting himself.


"I knew you were here for other reasons, Now come on, come at me." Orenji said getting into a fighting stance.

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Sohko, as anyone suddenly punched in the head would be, was a bit surprised initially. However after he kick flipped back to his feet the “surprise” wore off. The alcohol hadn’t completely worn off yet though, this obvious by the fact then once he flipped to his feet he almost fell. Then he was back on steady footing then, smiling.

“Why thank you, you’re punch just knocked my headache right out of me. You’re in good luck because I am the type who looooooves to fight. How about some friendly competition as a way to calm things down huh? But I am a stickler for fairness so you hit me…”

Corporeal white flames with slight traces of black rose from his body as he powered up and he leapt forward. Even while wearing heavily weighted clothing that is weighing him down he could get his speed up to impressive lengths. Locking with his green opponent’s eyes, Sohko smiled when from only a few feet away he threw his arms out, splitting himself into two people.

“Peekabo!”

Smiling, the two Sohkos split up, jumping while in midstride and then kicking off from the bottoms of each other’s feet they shot out to two different sides of his opponent. Leaping forward they found they target surprised as well and therefore a little off guard. One went high, sending a spinning kick to the left side of his head, the other went lower, hitting his own spinning kick to the right side of his ribs. The two attacks landed simultaneously sending confusing but undoubtedly painful signals throughout the green being’s body.

The two Sohko’s kicked off the man into symmetrical back flips, combining in midair before landing in his original spot whole again. Holding his shoulder and rotating his arm he started to loosen himself up. He looked to the recovering victim and winked as he devious smile crept up the side of his face.

“This is going to be fun!”

[Orenji]

The two Sohko’s kicked off the man into symmetrical back flips, combining in midair before landing in his original spot whole again. Holding his shoulder and rotating his arm he started to loosen himself up. He looked to the recovering victim and winked as he devious smile crept up the side of his face.


“This is going to be fun!”


Pain shoot through Orenjis body after the two kicks smashed into his head and ribs. Orenji dropped to a knee, but soon after he stood back up ready for more. As he looked at the man his power level didn’t seem to be very high he seemed to be the weakest out of the three. It confused Orenji on how the kicks inflicted so much damage, but Orenji shook that thought out of his head.


“Yes this is going to be fun.” Orenji said stretching out his neck getting ready. “Well you said that you love to fight, and as for friendly competition we will see about that.” Orenji said


Orenji looked around to see what the others were doing, if it seemed like they were going to join in. It didn’t look that way; the red creature seemed to be ignoring the fight looking off into the distance. As for the other human looking creature it had seemed like he hasn’t yet recovered completely from the crash.


“If you are going to have a friendly competition you might want to tell your friends to stay out of it.” Orenji said charging at the human


Orenji charged at the human winding his fist back ready to attack, as Orenji was getting closer and closer the human was getting ready to counter the attack. Just before Orenji was going to hit him, Orenji disappeared from the humans view. The human looked confused as to what was going on and as to where Orenji had gone. Several seconds later Orenji appeared behind the human a few feet off of the ground swinging his left leg towards the humans head.


"Peekaboo" Orenji said

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Kazama watched as the now not so drunken saiyan and the namekian went at it. At first the majin felt this slight tug to intervene in the fight but he did not move, instead he sat watching the two warriors fighting each other.

"So this is what it is like to watch a fight instead of being in it..." Kazama stated to himself. He watched the two clash one more time before slightly tilting his head. "It is kind of entertaining..."

Kazama glanced around himself and noticed a small book on the ground. He walked over and picked it up. "I could read this..." The majin glanced to his right and saw a flat rock that he could sit on, "On that rock!"

The deep red majin briefly lifted off the ground, flew over to the rock and then sat down upon it. He opened the book and began to examine its contents.

"Buying a Spaceship for Dummies...chapter one..."

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With the alcohol almost completely burned out of his system and his headache cleared Sohko was more ready for a fight than he had been in some time. Even while wearing his weighted clothing he was able to decisively strike his opponent. However this green aggressor seemed to be just as fast as the saiyan. He saw the kick coming as soon as Orenji disappeared, thanks to all the rigorous WTO training he could read it in his movements. As the foot approached his face he lifted his arm to block but had forgotten something in his strategy. The weighted gloves slowed his hands just enough that the Namekian’s foot soared right over them and into the side of his face.

The pain wasn’t immediate, possibly due to the remnants of alcohol’s numbing effects, the physical reaction however was simultaneous with the warrior’s foot as he followed through with his kick sending Sohko’s head, and the rest of his body along with it, flying. Reacting on instinct he turned in midair and used the weight of the gloves along with his own strength to bury his fingers into the dirt, stopping his movement after only a few feet, at which point gravity brought his body down and he dropped to a bended knee as he pulled his hands free from the earth.

“Nice kick, you are very fast. Not the strength of an ordinary member of your race. Namekian right? Kaz mentioned that this is Namek. Never been here before but with my head clear I can remember a few things I pulled from the archives at the WTO base I was stationed. You are a race with tons of potential, at least that’s what I get from the files I read on the legendary warrior Piccolo. Not so different from my people, the saiyans, we’re both races of limitless power. The main divider is really the fact that you are a peaceful people while us saiyans are a bit more ruthless. Well, most of us.”

While he spoke Sohko felt the pain of the kick finally seep through, but he mustered through it. Along with the pain came a searing reminder that all things can be undone. A punch had cleared his head but the kick just brought the hangover back in full force.

“Ugh, I need a drink. Oh, don’t worry about my friends. We’ll keep this a fair one on one fight. Mano y mano, si? Alright, let’s pick this up a notch.”

Standing and opening his hands palm up at the same time, Sohko forged two orbs of ki above each hand. With a smile he charged forward to close the gap to give his opponent less room to react before thrusting his left arm towards his target, sending the powerful, but not fatal, blast at the vested man. Without hesitation Sohko bent at the knees after throwing the blast, digging his feet into the ground before pushing off, leaping into the air with incredible speed. At the apex he threw his right arm forward and the second ki blast plummeted downwards towards the man’s bald head. Then he powered ki throughout his body, activating his bukujutsu, and he shot towards the ground opposite where he began with reference to his opponent. Kicking off the ground the saiyan shot at him, timing it perfectly for after the blasts reached him, and spinning in mid jump, Sohko extended a clenched hand before attempting to connect with a spinning back fist from behind to the side of his jaw.

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Drexx stood silently watching the fight occur between Sohko and the green newcomer. He had wondered if he should interfere but so far the actual damage to either combatant had been to a minimum, and it seemed to measure out to more of a thing of pride than either men actually trying to kill each other. Drexx took time to study either men’s fighting styles, painstakingly analyzing their ways of fighting, the subtle nuances of each man’s style. He thought it was a good idea to keep a record of such things.

He could sense that at the moment the green skinned creature’s power level was superior to Sohko’s, what with Sohko being burdened with his weighted clothing. He had wondered whether or not it was a good idea to go into the fight wearing the weights, but Sohko seemed confident and Drexx was more than happy to let the men have their fun.

Still who knows what this green creature truly wanted, and if he was just suppressing his power level things could go south for his friend quickly.

Sohko, just call out if you need me to “tag in” He offered. He wondered if the sauced Saiyan could even hear him, but sat down and leaned back in the green grass and in the pleasant atmosphere of Namek and found it hard to care. There was no way the green creature could beat their collective power, at least from the data he had collected from his scans, so he was hardly worried about his friend dying. Plus, from the exchange he had overheard, it just sounded like the Namekian was just trying to protect his home, and they were not some evil overlords coming to conquer, they were protectors themselves. He reasoned that the whole thing would end amiably.

I wonder how Anubis and Xem are doing. He thought aloud. He was worried for his jackal-faced companion. He was also fascinated by his quick pledge of fealty to Drexx. He had hoped to talk to Anubis X more about Osiris, and why he thought he was Drexx.

[Orenji]

“Nice kick, you are very fast. Not the strength of an ordinary member of your race. Namekian right? Kaz mentioned that this is Namek. Never been here before but with my head clear I can remember a few things I pulled from the archives at the WTO base I was stationed. You are a race with tons of potential, at least that’s what I get from the files I read on the legendary warrior Piccolo. Not so different from my people, the saiyans, we’re both races of limitless power. The main divider is really the fact that you are a peaceful people while us saiyans are a bit more ruthless. Well, most of us.”


“Thanks I guess, good job doing some research on Namekians I guess that it was a useful thing to do. You are a Saiyan, huh didn’t think I would see another one of them for a while. Well now that I finally know what you are let’s see what you truly are capable of.” Orenji said getting ready to attack


As Orenji was about to charge at the saiyan, the saiyans hands began to glow and two ki orbs formed in them. Before Orenji had any time to react the Saiyan charged forward to close the gap between them. Before thrusting his left arm towards his target, sending the powerful, but not fatal, blast at the vested man. Orenji watched as the first Ki orb was flying straight at him, as quick as he could Orenji hand clenched in a fist thrusted it up smacking the ki orb out of the way. After the orb was clear Orenji had lost sight of the saiyan it took him a few seconds, but Orenji finally looked up and saw another Ki orb coming at him. Orenji had no time to react before the orb crashed down on him causing a small non-fatal explosion. When the cloud of dust cleared the saiyan appeared right in front of him with a spinning back fist hitting Orenji in the jaw. The punch didn’t do too much, it caused Orenji to take a step back.


Rubbing his jaw “Is that really all you have, is that all you got? There was very little power behind those ki orbs and even less with the punch.” Orenji said taking a step toward the Saiyan “If that is all you are capable of then this is going to be easier than I thought.” Orenji said looking into the Saiyans eyes


Orenji turned back around exposing his entire back to the Saiyan “Oh and this is how you execute a punch.” Orenji said spinning back around extending his left fist towards the Sayians jaw, with enough force to send him several feet.

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Sohko expected his emerald adversary to deflect the first blast for it was merely a ploy. A grin appeared as the second blast found its target, softening the target up for the final attack of the combo. However the punch did not have the desired effect. The formerly sauced saiyan was disheartened when the spinning back fist only forced his opponent back a single step. As his competitor rubbed his jaw, Sohko lifted his hands up and stared at the weighted gloves as it was becoming obviously apparent that the training equipment was a severe hindrance to his fighting ability.

“Is that really all you have, is that all you got? There was very little power behind those ki orbs and even less with the punch. ”

His raised hands clenched into fists for Sohko, while used to the snooty glares and demeaning offhanded remarks from his much more sober peers, was a proud fighter. When his opposition took a step forward the saiyan’s teeth grinded together for he was more than happy to prove the seemingly arrogant man wrong.

“If that is all you are capable of then this is going to be easier than I thought.”

The sound of his wrists and knuckles cracking from his tightly clinched hands was audible as a frown made an appearance across his face. To add insult to injury the jade combatant turned his back to the him, an ultimate sign of disrespect. Sohko would not allow this to go unpunished and jumped forward just as the man began to speak.

“Oh and this is how you execute a punch.”

But it was too late to block or dodge the blow. Weighed down by his boots and gloves and already too close to bail, Sohko could do nothing as his rival spun on his heels, mimicking a move he himself had just performed. Without being weighed down by training clothing however his punch was much more effective. As the punch followed through it sent him reeling stumbling to the ground before he was able to roll to a knee. Letting out a deep breath so as to not make a rash decision, Sohko stared at the man across from him.

“I’m not too sure whether Namekians are a proud race…”

As he spoke the saiyan warrior unhooked the restraints on the weighted gloves and boots, loosening them enough to slip them off. Standing up he held the clothing off to his sides and let them drop to the ground. When they hit dust kicked up before they sank a little into the ground a little. Rubbing his wrists as he stood up, a malicious grin appeared as Sohko finished his sentence.

“But we saiyans live and die by our pride.”

With a speed unseen by the proud warrior up to this point, his hand shot forward sending a ball of ki into the ground at just the right angle to fire a massive cloud of dirt and dust at his opponent. While he was blinded by the impromptu maneuver Sohko disappeared from sight. When the dust settled the saiyan was nowhere to be found. A gentle tap on his vested shoulder however would alert him to the vanished man’s presence.

“HEADBUTT!”

Putting his full strength into the sudden movement the saiyan aimed to make sure that his opponent would fully comprehend the strength of the saiyan people. That is, after his splitting head ache had passed and he was able to think clearly once more.

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Kazama had largely ignored the fight that was going on in front of him and instead was brushing up on the book that had been presented in front of him. So far the key that he was picking up from his readings was that a person was never to allow a ship to be purchased by someone that was not of clear headed. Which had cemented the fact that Kazama was not going to let Sohko buy the next ship.

"HAMMER!"

Kazama's head popped out of the book quickly as the strange sound seemed to echo in the air although he was the only one that heard it apparently. The majin returned to his reading.

"HAMMER!"

Kazama's head shot up again and this time he slowly rotated in a three hundred sixty degree circle. His eyes eventually fell on a giant green blob of a creature. He was unsure of what it was until barked out again.

"HAMMER!"

Kazama's head shot backwards as he realized that it was an incredibly fat namekian that was barking at him.

"HAMMER! I saw a bird...it was pretty..."

Kazama was not sure why this giant green blob was talking to him and who hammer was but he could have cared less that he had seen a bird.

"Okay..." The majin answered back.

"KICK ITS ASS!" The green blob yelled at the deep red majin.

Kazama turned back to his book and tried to focus on the literary material. He was really hoping that the giant green blob would just leave him alone.

"That escalated really quickly...where ever I go that is all people care about...fighting..." Kazama said as he turned the page in his book.

[Orenji]

“I’m not too sure whether Namekians are a proud race…”


“We Namekians take great pride in our race that is why I will do whatever it takes to end this.” Orenji said watching the Saiyan


As he spoke the saiyan warrior unhooked the restraints on the weighted gloves and boots, loosening them enough to slip them off. Standing up he held the clothing off to his sides and let them drop to the ground. When they hit dust kicked up before they sank a little into the ground a little. Rubbing his wrists as he stood up, a malicious grin appeared as Sohko finished his sentence.


“But we saiyans live and die by our pride.”


“Well then let’s see this sense of pride that you claim to have.” Orenji said


With a speed unseen by the proud warrior up to this point, his hand shot forward sending a ball of ki into the ground at just the right angle to fire a massive cloud of dirt and dust at his opponent. While he was blinded by the impromptu maneuver Sohko disappeared from sight. When the dust settled the saiyan was nowhere to be found. A gentle tap on his vested shoulder however would alert him to the vanished man’s presence.


“HEADBUTT!”


The Saiyan moved to fast for Orenji to follow, there was no time to react befote getting hit with the head-butt. Orenji was sent flying across the ground before finally catching himself several feet away from the Saiyan. As Orenji was getting up his vision was blurry and his head was cut. Blood began to seep out of the wound and run down Orenjis face. It took several minutes before Orenjis vision was clear and he could once again see the saiyan.


“Well it looks like I might have underestimated you at first it seems there is some power behind your strikes. This fight might have gone better for you if you had gotten rid of the weighted clothing form the beginning.” Orenji said wiping the blood from his forehead and ignoring the oncoming headache.


Once his balance and dizziness was clear Orenji looked over at the saiyan who was smirking. Anger began to run through Orenjis body and cloud his judgment; he knew that this fight had to end now. Orenji knew exactly what he had to do to show this Saiyan who is the better man.


“Alright Saiyan I have had enough of this little fight it is time to end this….and that is what I intend to do.” Orenji said charging at the saiyan orange ki orbs beginning to form in his hands.


Just before Orenji got close enough to the Saiyan, Orenji focused most of hid ki into his Zenzoken technique, once again disappearing right before the Saiyans eyes. The Saiyan was not about to fall for the same trick twice, the saiyan spun around to try to stop the attack, but Orenji wasn’t there. Instead Orenji appeared back in the same spot he was before he charged ki orbs triple the size they were before it started.


“I have had enough of you Saiyan, now get off my planet DOUBLE TSUIHIKIDAN! “Orenji said focusing all of his ki behind these two blasts, in order to take out the Saiyan for good.

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“I have had enough of you Saiyan, now get off my planet DOUBLE TSUIHIKIDAN!“

Sohko’s eyes popped when the beams appeared. He also leapt backwards to give himself more time to react. The power of the beams was impressive to say the least and if he wasn’t able to stop them, the consequences could be dire. The thought of dying in a simple fight such as this brought him great distaste. He didn’t have a powerful enough counter, Magic Trick wouldn’t cut it at this power level, multi form would just kill two of himself, and the beams would be too hard to dodge especially at this range.

“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this.”

He knew what he had to do to overcome this situation. With one last sigh, the saiyan with a penchant for drinking let himself slip. He gave his inner darkness, the power that once ruled his life before the old mystic cursed him with a conscience, the upper hand and it surged forwards without a moment to waste.

“Bad decision.”

His aura blackened and raged like a wildfire tearing from his skin. His eyes darkened as well and he reacted immediately, stretching his hands at his sides he pooled energy into his hands before snapping his fingers apart, and four orbs or red energy appeared between them. As he had done with animosity hundreds of times before he sent the dual Magic Trick energy balls. They meet with the beams, resulting with matching massive explosions.

Using his tripled power level, and the speed to match, the darkened Sohko appeared beside the namekian warrior. With a sinister smile, and intentions to match, he grabbed the green man’s right arm and with all his empowered strength he pulled, tearing his arm clean off with a gush of purple spray. However the inner darkness over calculated it’s control over Sohko, thus when the arm came free the shock over his action allowed Sohko to surge to the forefront once more. Stumbling back before regaining his balance, the saiyan looked to the dismembered arm and then back to its owner. In fact he did this several times.

“Oh crap, oh shit, oh fuck.”

Taking a step towards the recently handicapped combatant, Sohko attempted to shove the arm back into place. Several failed attempts of reattaching the arm, and then consequently having to pick it back up when it fell, led him to understand that he couldn’t fix what he had done. Stepping backward, Sohko placed the arm behind his back as he stared off into the sky and attempted to whistle inconscpiciously. Once he had backed far enough away he let go of the arm and kicked his foot back, sending it several feet and almost onto the lap of the unknowing Kazama, who had been reading a book.

“Oh no! Kazama, what have you done!”

He overreacted exaggeratedly, gasping and holding his face in feigned surprise, eagerly expressing his shock over what he claimed Kazama had done.

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Kazama hadn't been paying attention to the fight for the most part up until he heard Sohko mention his name. At that point Kazama lifted his head from the book he had been reading on ship buying and noticed that Sohko had somehow ripped off the Namekian's arm. He could tell by the way that Sohko was holding the arm and the guilty look on his face that said that I was going to try and pass this off on my bubble gum like friend.

Kazama sighed and then closed his book. He stood up with a groan and then shot Sohko a dirty look. He lifted slightly off the air and into the air. That was when he noticed the fading power signature off in the distance. He had not noticed it because of the flaring powers of the Namekian and the drunken Saiyan. It seemed familiar but he could not place where he remembered it from.

"I am not taking any blame for any of your shenanigans right now. I have too much of a headache from your crappy driving and landing skills." Kazama said as he turned his attention to the fading power signature. "You can deal with all of your own problems that you have started...I have to check something out while you do that..."

Kazama lifted off and flew off towards the fading power signature hoping that perhaps you would find an answer to his question. But something in the majin was being stirred by the fading power signature that he could not describe.

Perhaps the best way was to call it a deep hunger.

[Orenji]

As Orenji stood there watching the two huge ki beams stream out of his hands and head straight for Saiyan, with full intention of ending this fight. Orenji watched as the Saiyan jumped back hoping to give him more time before the beams killed him.


“There is no where you can run, they will catch you.” Orenji said taking a step forward

The beams were getting closer and closer to the Saiyan until something happened, Orenji noticed the Saiyan's aura blackened as Orenji sensed the Saiyan's power level scale in height very quickly. The Saiyan's hands were now at his sides as he began to pool energy into his hands before snapping his fingers apart, and four orbs or red energy appeared between them. The Saiyan sent the multiple balls of energy at Orenji's attack the two meet and there was an immense explosion. Before Orenji could react the Saiyan was already right next to him and grabbed a hold of his right arm. What happened next took place in a matter of seconds but it felt like it was taking forever for Orenji. The Saiyan using all of his strength tore Orenji's arm clear off of his body. As Orenji could feel the pulling and tearing of muscle, blood spraying everywhere. Orenji dropped to a knee holding his wound.

“AHHHHHHHH!” Orenji said screaming in pain “How could this have happened?” Orenji yelled looking at the ground.

Pain was coursing through Orenji's body, but when he looked over at the Saiyan he saw a completely different person. It was almost like the Saiyan was feeling bad for what he had done, he was standing next to Orenji trying to put Orenjis arm back on his body. Orenji didn’t know why the Saiyan hadn’t just ended the fight, he had the upper hand. Instead the Saiyan was stepping back whistling to himself. Orenji slowly began to stand back up still writhing in pain from the Saiyans attack

“Oh no! Kazama, what have you done!”

When the Saiyan said this Orenji looked over at the red skinned creature

"I am not taking any blame for any of your shenanigans right now. I have too much of a headache from your crappy driving and landing skills." Kazama said as he turned his attention to the fading power signature. "You can deal with all of your own problems that you have started...I have to check something out while you do that..."

Orenji watched as the red skinned creature began to fly away, Orenji looked back at the Saiyan anticipating a follow up attack but it didn’t look like he was going to do anything. Whatever took over the Saiyan to make his power level stronger has subsided for now.

“Why didn't you just end the right when you could have?” Orenji said starring the Saiyan down “Once you rip a man’s arm off there is no reason to try to put it back on, what were you thinking?” Orenji said


“Well it looks like you were having fun out here Orenji and it seems like you have found some interesting people to talk to.” Orenjis mentor said flying down and landing next to Orenji

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Things had gotten very bad very quickly. Drexx stood staring; mouth agape, at the situation that had just unfurled. Sohko stood, holding the green skinned creature’s arm. Drexx stood up and prepared for the worst. Sohko had given in to his inner darkness and the beast inside had taken the fight to another level.

Sohko was comically trying to reattach the arm as blood pumped from the creature’s arm. Drexx wondered how the creature wasn’t dying.

“Why didn’t you just end the fight when you could have?” The creature said staring hard at Sohko. He was clearly in pain. Drexx had never thought the fight would go to this level or he would have tried to put a stop to it. “Once you rip a man’s arm off there’s no reason to try and put it back on, what were you thinking?”

Drexx didn’t fully understand the green creature’s thinking, but he could see on the Green skinned creature’s face that he clearly expected to die. The fight was over; he had lost, and now was curious as to why the Saiyan wasn’t killing him. Another power-level rocketed over and Drexx turned to see another green skinned creature land next to him.

This was bad. This was very bad. The first creature was dying, bleeding out on the ground. The new one meant there were more in the area. Drexx was certain he and Sohko were about to be swarmed. Kazama had just left, so it was just he and Sohko. Drexx dropped into a fighting stance and prepared to fight to the death protecting Sohko. He was very surprised when the newcomer had a jovial tone.

“Well it looks like you were having fun out here Orenji and it seems like you have found some interesting people to talk to.”

Drexx felt himself fall out of his fighting stance. He couldn’t quite process what was going on. One moment it looked like Drexx’s life was going to end fighting the inhabitants of this alien world, the next this newcomer had arrived with a jovial tone.

“I think I’m missing something here… Would one of you please explain what is going on? Shouldn’t that man be taken to a hospital immediately? ”

Drexx walked over to Sohko, standing at his side. Whatever they were about to face, they would do it together, be it good or bad.

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Sohko had learned three things since he last spoke. The first, Kazama is being a real cranky dick lately. Two: the namekian, who had recently been rendered unable to perform the YMCA dance, had no sense of humor when it came to classic slapstick comedy. Finally there was three, that Drexx had no idea that the green man minus a limb was a namekian and that he could regenerate his arm. The saiyan who was nearly sobered up new this thanks to his copious studying of the WTO’s archives when he was still within its ranks. He studied the strongest beings of all time; tracing as far back as the information went. Piccolo was one of the many beings he came across, thus resulting in his knowing a rudimentary amount of namekian physiology.

“My bad my uni-arm compatriot, I got a little, uh, carried away. I am terribly sorry about the arm though man, really, no one deserves to have their ability to give a round of applause taken away. It’s an inalienable right to all sentient beings.”

His sarcasm was his way of dealing with the situation, for Sohko had never been very good with dealing with awkward situations, obviously. Also he decided not to mention his knowledge of the creature to Drexx, figuring it was better to see than hear. Plus he badly wanted to see the android’s face when it happened.

“So, in conclusion, totally my bad but hey look distraction-err-I mean old namekian guy!”

The saiyan exclaimed as he pointed at the older namekian who had recently arrived, hoping to pull some of the heat off him and get some of the attention on the newcomer to the scene.