A new friend and ally. (Nam/Open)

[brandon007]

A gentle breeze was blowing throw the forest of the Yunzabit Heights, Birds and wildlife were the only ones to make sounds... Except for the occasional 'thunk'ing sound of a fist hitting a tree.

But who would be punching a tree? No one but the Darkling Prince Brandon would be. The boy had set up a bit of a training arena deep in the forest to train himself for taking on the government, and eliminating the Anti-Alien laws he had been made aware of my a friend. The boy was smart enough to make a pair of boxing gloves made out of ice to protect his hand from splinter. Each punch he threw put a decent dent into the tree he made a target. "Hrrrah!" He said, as he smashed his armoured fist into the tree, causing the ice to shatter, as his fist met the wood head on.

"Ow! Damnit!" He said, quickly taking his fist back, and pulling a long splinter of wood from his near bloody fist.

[Nam Reikonaga]

The time to leave earth was near and Nam was traversing the windy Yunzabit Heights to reach Mount Paozu, KGSF’s rendezvous point. They would all meet at the plateau once they were done doing whatever it is they needed to do. Nam would’ve had more to do if anyone he ever knew were still alive or talking to him. The man had grown alone and it was only a matter of time before the void starts eating away and actually affecting him. Tenshu had said that power corrupts the mind; but if Nam were to go dark, it wouldn’t be power which changes the man, but the constant torture and agony he is forced to endure. The lies he is forced to accept and the accusations he must tolerate for a long term goal that might not even show its fruits.

Nam could feel his face quiver. No, he couldn’t meet his gang in Mt. Paozu –not like this. After all, he did need some time alone. He felt he’d collapse in front of them and his heart began to race. His hands clenched tightly to suppress the need to go through some unnecessary actions. But there he was once again, bottling up his emotions and repressing his feelings under the eternal sense of duty and thinking about others before himself. No. Nam needed to burn some fire before it was too late, and that realization caused him to torpedo down towards the earth and crash land with fist first into the ground.

*BOOM*

Dust rolled and the perimeter around him was leveled. A crater was left in his wake. His breathing ragged and his teeth grit and trembled. The gentle winds picked up and soon became hurricanes which rocket the earth with their hatred. Nam stood up at the center of the crater. This wasn’t enough…

“HYAAAAAARGH!~” he screamed to the skies and the world around him exploded at the seams. Electric currents sparked around his body and nullified towards the ground.

[brandon007]

Brandon was about to resume practicing when the ground around him shook violently. "The hell is that?" He said, as he ran over to his pile of logs to keep them from falling over. He sensed a powerful energy erupting nearby, and knew that it could be trouble. "Im detecting a Power signature over 180,000 units in this direction." He heard from his scouter, as he walked over to it, picked it up, and equipped it over his head.

"Over 180 thousand you said? Lets check it out then!" He said, as he let his training center fall apart a bit, as he started to move where the scouter was pointing him to.

It took a little bit of a walk before he came up to another crater, but this one was not unoccupied. He saw another person in the center, seemingly unleashing his anger upon the area around him. Brandon reached into his pocket, grabbing his weapon capsule, but not activating it yet. "Hey! Whats wrong?" He yelled, trying to get the others attention.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam’s brown hair flaunts with the wind. His natural red aura flares like flames and his veins visibly pop out of his skin. It felt good, but he needed to burn more energy. It was then that he heard a voice. The only thing which stopped him from reaching further into his transformation; his eyes were already teal, but they instantly reverted back to its natural state and his gazed behind himself to find a man witnessing his little rampage.

How embarrassing, he thought. He wasn’t expecting anyone to be out here, but apparently, every time he thought so, someone proved him wrong. Nam’s energy slowly began to subside and his aura died under more oppression. “Tsk!” he looked to the ground. If he wanted he could destroy the entire planet. He could fulfill teenage fantasies of having an epic outbreak and exploding and allowing everything around him to disintegrate. All so he could feel better in the end. –But for what purpose? He thought. He was no fool –and he definitely wasn’t some tyrannical lizard.

He sighed. “Nothing’s wrong…” he finally said. The mountains suddenly fell silent with nothing but the wheezing breeze and the flutter of their clothing.

[brandon007]

Brandon watched as the others aura and power slowly subsided. He smiled as he put his capsule back into his pocket, as he slowly climbed into the crater. "I didnt know that someone else was out here. Its a safe place to let loose your stress I guess..."He said, as he got closer as his scouter had gotten a better lock onto his signature. "Wow, over 188 Thousand. Thats...Impressive, though almost horrifying. Haha." He said as he got even closer as he held his hand out to him.

"Im Brandon, Whats your name?" He asked, though he was still cautious of the other, since his power level easily dwarfed his own. He had a feeling that it was foolish to even try to tempt someone with so much power.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam nearly panicked to have the man approaching him in this condition. But as usual, he was able to keep calm. The saiyan turned to face the man who called himself Brandon. Nam had a puzzled expression. “Excuse me?” he said. What did he mean by 188 thousand? What was he counting? The man seemed pretty unusual to him.

[brandon007]

"Your power level." He said as he tapped the side of his scouter. 'I can see what it is exactly." He added, as he turned the device off, and took it off of his face to reveal his black eyes.

"Sorry, Its just nice to see a Saiyan whos not arrogant. Though I bet the government here is trying to get rid of you to eh?" He said, as he slowly looked around at the crater that he had made. It was quite impressive, almost as big as the one he had made much earlier.

"Hows about we get out of the open? Government is bound to see us. I have a little training place I made just on the other side of the treeline." He said as he fully turned around ,and started to make his way up the side of the crater where he came from.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam was astonished. He had never heard of such thing possible. Although, the thought of his power level being measured by numbers was both fascinating and disappointing. Power level once seemed like an esthetic thing, but now it seemed to have taken form before his eyes and actually became something material in Nam’s eyes. 188, huh? He thought.

Another mind-boggling thing was that the man had called him a saiyan. “How did you…” but the man turned before he could complete the sentence and invited him into his ‘training place’. Nam knew it was useless to try and hide. Out here was as safe as in there with Geurin being able to pop in and out as he pleases. Either way, he followed the man named Brandon.\

[brandon007]

Brandon lead Nam to his training site, which had a pretty heavy tree cover, but was a bit of a mess. Training dummies had fallen over, logs used to keep as seats had also fallen over, and there was the target tree, which had a decent hole made into it, covered in a black substance being Brandons blood.

"Sorry its such a mess. I didnt expect company." He said with half a chuckle as he grabbed a couple of the seats he made, and put them back up so they could sit on it. "Its not much, but I had to make up what I could. Please, make yourself at home Mr.... Heh, I didnt catch your name..."

[Nam Reikonaga]

(Sorry for short posts, I just can't xP)

“Nam.” He replied. He laid his scabbard with sword down beside him and sat on the log. “You live here?” he asked, observing the place. Brandon had called it his ‘training place’, but it seemed like it was for more than just training.

[brandon007]

Brandon shook his head. He knew the Saiyans Name, but what made him shake his head was when he was asked if he lived here. "No Nam, Im staying at the Crane school. I just secretly train here whenever I have some free time to myself." He replied as he walked over to the tree he was punching, and scrapped some of the dried up material on it.

"Some times I come here to read... How about you Nam? Got a place where you can get away from it all?" He asked, as he walked over to Nam, and sat down on another log near him. His eyes caught the sword, as he smiled softly. "Your a swordsman eh?"

[Nam Reikonaga]

A place where he can get away from all his troubles? Nam thought back to the moment they were just at a few minutes ago. No. Nam no longer had a home to call his own and the world was the victim for all his little outbreaks. He was a nomad. It was weird how everything he’s been through has brought him to these circumstances. Now he was leaving the only planet he ever knew. He sighed and turned to his sword.

“Yes, although, I’m nothing special…” he said. His sword techniques were never polished. He used to go to the Kikoukenjutsu Sword School in Central City. But that same fateful day was the day his mother was murdered by a saiyan whom he had chased down until near death and now has practically forgotten completely about. By the time he ‘could’ go back, the city was devastated by a majin. How tragic. The term, swordsman, was a word used loosely by the saiyan. His techniques were raw and improvised with no real prior training to his name.

“Enough about that though… the Crane School, huh? Isn’t that the school run by Jorlaxl? Does this mean you know Amaranth?”

[brandon007]

Brandon nodded as Nam spoke about the Crane school and Jorlaxl. "Mmhmm, Im his apprentice actually." He said, as he turned his wrist over to show Nam the Crane school mark on his wrist. "We had to work out alternatives since I cant use normal KI." He added as he then heard Nam ask if he knew Ammy.

"Ammy? Course I know her.... Infact, if it wasnt for her, I would of been dead Loooong ago. I owe her my life, And I always seem to know where she is. So I guess you can consider us good friends. Why? Do you know her as well?" He asked, a bit surprised that this Saiyan knew who his friend was. Was Ammy popular on Earth? She was a beautiful woman, but Brandon had a feeling that a friend was all Brandon was ever going to be with her.

[Nam Reikonaga]

“I met her once…” he replied simply. He had only met with her a single time asking for their aid against Geurin. But for certain circumstances she rejected him but referred to King Boliko, the man whom he was about to meet on Vegeta. “So, what are you?” he asked. “You seem to be running from the government, so I assume you’re not human. –and how did you know I was a saiyan?”

[brandon007]

"Course Im not human... Im a Darkling." He said, as he took his scouter out again when he asked how he knew Nam was a Saiyan. He put his scouter on, and pointed to it. "My Scouter can tell me the Race, Powerlevel, and Gender of anyone it scans. Custom software. Im a bit of a tech genius." He said, as a voice coughed on the scouters external speaker. The cough sounded like a girls.

"Oh yes, I also have an AI Companion. Shes really advanced and self evolving." He said, as a female voice said "Pleased to meet you... And Brandon, if you forget me again in a conversation, I will shock you." as Brandon shook his head.

"Shes got a lil bit of an attitude." He said, as his scouter suddenly zapped him. "Ow!"