Yemall Village (Complete) (Namek Saga)

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((Wonderful. You all somehow show up, though only one was contacted. Alright then.))

He scowled when she mocked his hopeful nature. And he then could only assume she was part of the problem that had arose. He then understood that the "Line up" comment was a hostile one.

And he wished to warn her what fate would befall her and her friend should she persist. But Ethar soon arrived and interrupted the woman as she began to speak to the Guru. An act that set her off... making her suddenly hostile.

She fired a bolt of lightning that she conjured from the sky. Amateur. Carnel knew all too well of the use of lightning himself. His staff could generate such energy in itself by converting ki into electric energy without a monstrous cloud to provide it. However, she clearly had much more power to her blasts than he.

But Ethar wasn't long diverting it away with a sudden spike of power. And with that, Carnel seen he had been joined by most of his formulated group of warriors. "Ethar! Please allow me to speak with this woman." He told him. He looked back to her. "I see you wish for my attention, and prefer no interruption. I can understand that, please state your business Miss..."

He waited for her to introduce herself. Hopefully, there would be no other outbreak like that last one, now that the odds were now set heavily in Carnel's favor. But with age, comes experience. He could almost feel something...

Yeah, something was probably going to go wrong.

[aranea]

The boy had survived her attack, but only barely. As she was about to launch another at him, the two strong arms of her male companion brought her in close. She relaxed against him instantly, sighing at the sound of his voice. Very few were known to calm Aranea, Tsurei was one of them. She pouted softly, glancing over the boy. He was handsome and quite yummy. With a sigh, the lightning around them calmed and she nodded.

"Alright.... Would you like that sweetling? It's been a while since I had a pet," she said, smiling at Ethar. It was odd, her way of asking him. Like one might ask a puppy if they wanted to come home with them. She smiled sweetly at Ethar before shots of ki hit the ground around them. Her gaze turned to the man as he descended down, her nose crinkling. What a horrible sense of fashion he had! Like Aranea, he was dressed impeccably. Unlike her though, he looked like he was going to the prom. Not soon after, three more figures showed up. A Namekian, a large red creature, and a boy equally as yummy - if not more so - than the one Tsurei wanted as a pet. Aranea smiled, sensing the other sneaking around. His power was almost as low as her new pet's!

"Listen to your Elder, sweetlings. Run along now and let the grown ups talk!" she said, laughing as she did so. She leaned farther back into Tsurei's arm's twirling the umbrella in her hands.

"Now! My lady is not very happy with you, Elder Carnel. She doesn't enjoy obstacles and you're quite intent on putting them up for her, you naughty thing. So, I have a message from her. Either send off your little.....army? Or very simply, " she started, her eyes glassy as she smiled at him, "Die."

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That sinister smile slid across the youthful face, and Tsurei settled his chin against the little shoulder of the one he held so close, his lithe yet toned form melding perfectly against her as she agreed that yes, they could keep him! Oh, how joyous was the devilish heart at the lovely news, and a chuckle rose up from the throat. Tsurei was pleased to a great extent, but he meant to pleasure himself more once he had gained the man he had set gaze upon~

Cold eyes blinked slowly, and when they opened and batted eyelashes they fully displayed the rising lust the young Saiyan had within him. He never spoke a word, but instead lazily switched his gaze from arrival to arrival as his more eloquent companion spoke for their lady. . .at the thought of her, the maniac shuddered with ecstasy, closing his eyes tight and running his tongue across his lips. She was a seductress and a glorious sight to behold, but none of these weaklings would be honored with -her- presence.

Jealousy rose up in him then, the thought that Aburaca might find these insignificant things as desirable as he found the broad man in his masculine boots, with his powerful shoulders and his height and his big arms and his big. . .oh, it was nearly too much to withstand, and Tsurei Hiruen mentally willed his baubles into the open air. The legendary weapons of the Hiruen clan, things that had spilled so much blood over so many generations. Manicured hands never left the hips of beloved Aranea as he rolled them up her legs from ankle to thigh, and they reached further until they spun around her lovely throat like a snake tightening coils.

Tsurei had changed, and despite physical urging within him, he would not risk Lady Aburaca casting her craved favor upon any of these things, not even the one he pined over! They would leave as Aranea asked, or they would all fight for their lives against him.

After all, the only thing Tsurei preferred to fucking was fighting~

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Ethar glared at the two of them, as he sighed to himself. A Plan formed in his head, one that might put the advantage back on their side, but it would certainly take a long time to execute correctly. He powered down out of his transformed state. His eyes returned to normal, as his nails retracted, and his fangs shrunk to normal size.

He looked towards the Elder, as he softly said, so that Tsurei or Araena couldnt hear him. "Dont worry about me. Ill find out who is really behind all of this, and report back to you when I can." quitely, as he then look over to Araena, and Tsurei as he slowly started to walk towards them. "I will go with you, just...Dont kill me." He said, as he was Tsurei and shuddered. What his mind tried to process of what he would do to Ethar, given the chance, gave him the shivers, and not the good kind either. As he moved closer to Araena, he strangely felt more at ease, as her beauty seemed to attract him like a moth to a flame.

"Forgive my rude interruption earlier fair maiden." He said, keeping his eyes locked on Araena. "My name is Ethar Luxun..." He said, as he started to feel guilty about leaving the Elder to... Join with the two who seemed to be the ones causing the disappearances.

[Caius]

How melodramatic. They were nowhere near as strong as his former Lord Touketsuki. Their threats were as empty as their heads; he'd have much rather met and sparred with this so called "lady" of theirs. Caius reached down and adjusted his cufflinks, one after another. With a slight exhalation, he noted the lightning crackling in the clouds above lessen, although no sunlight broke through the clouds. The grey pallor thrown over the village was amplified by the deserted streets. All the Namekians had fled for the safety of the countryside, as far as they could go from the two psychopaths, smartly leaving the defenders to do their job. Caius chuckled, low at first, a low, brooding laugh, befitting a demon of his stature.

He allowed it to go on too long, however, and debased himself by giggling like a little girl, crossing his arms as he did so to force it back down. "Oh, you two give an old demon a severe case of the chuckles. You're outnumbered, and between us all, you're outmatched. Tell your mistress to fight her own battles, not send her chaff to do it for her." Caius tightened his grip on his own forearms, feeling the hate rise up in him. As a demon, he was attuned to the emotional state of the people around him, and he fed on the tension. It innervated him with the unholy strength of the Makaioshin. Then, the Saiyan did something distinctive, something Caius had only ever seen of one other.

He began to display his ki, at first Caius thought it a light show, but his control over the small spheres was impeccable, and they light they threw off slightly...different. More unique. The blood of the Hiruen clan, the one who had fallen at his former master's hand. He'd fathered a child, one equally as foolish as his father. "Those are some pretty toys you've got there, Hiruen." Caius released his grip on his forearms, letting his hands go to his hips, where his own special gifts manifested themselves as two katanas, their respective sheaths tucked into his belt. He flipped out his jacket, and placed his hands on their hilts, beautiful black metal, inlaid with sapphire, to match his suit.

It was at this time that the boy who introduced himself as Ethar stepped forward, with a counteroffer. Caius eyed him, and thought his plan was foolish. But, he wasn't going to stop him from doing what he wanted to do. He's a fool, they're going to rip him to shreds. We need to stop them now! He played along, however. "The previous assertion stands. We're not moving from this spot. You can't simply expect us to scatter at your command, just because you want us to. As I've already noted, the advantage, currently, lies with us. If we can negotiate, all the better. You are free to take Ethar with you, if you so wish. We're not just going to lie down and do what you tell us to. Drop the attitude, and state your intent."

[hewhostandsalone]

After the Elder's request and the clear animosity directed at everyone in the village by the strange woman and her ally was quite clear, but the Elder insisted on trying to resolve things semi-peacefully. Then the younger of Zig's allies offered himself to them as a peace offering of sorts. Gerrek was confused and annoyed at this situation. His energy calmed down, but he scowled as he looked off towards the ocean from the village.

He kept his senses trained on the two trouble makers, but he did nothing else to stir up trouble. Truth be told, he was concerned about getting involved in this fight. Though he heard what Caius had said about being an 'old demon' he was still relieved to have such a person on the same side as him. The red alien kept silent now, however. He merely listened, watched, and waited. What was it that this group that had been causing trouble was after? That much was still unknown.

While it was brave on Ethar's part to hand himself over like that, it probably wasn't wise. It was up to the Elder to make that call, though. If he gave the order to keep Ethar from doing something stupid, then Zig would rush into the fray. If not, then he'd begrudgingly let the reckless fool go.

But as Ethar was starting to go over to them Caius had a few words of his own to say, and they were equally as bold as the 'offering' that Ethar was making. Then again, Caius was likely the strongest of anyone here. The appearance of Drexx and Orenji had put a smile on Zig's face for the time being. And once this mess cleared up they'd definitely need to talk.

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The protector was very uncomfortable with the situation, the beings across from them had hidden their true power and they were much stronger than Drexx had assumed from the start. Still he was grateful to be surrounded by allies and friends, Orenji, Gerrek, and Ark especially, all of them as determined to save the planet as he was. Well almost all.

Drexx's eyebrow couldn't control itself as it shot up at Ethar's comments. He was willing to go with those clear psychopaths. Drexx supposed that perhaps the alien and the Saiyan would leave were they granted the boy. Still it left Drexx with an uneasy feeling. Almost as uneasy as the look the beautiful creature was giving him.

She ordered them to leave, or rather, ordered Carnel to make them leave. Drexx wasn't budging. He may have been brought here by the Elder's message, but he was here to protect the innocent lives of Namek something that couldn't be done if he gave in. The Perfect Protector was not one for giving in to tyranny and evil.

"Old Demon?" The fancily dressed being asserted himself as such and upon further inspection it wasn't hard to believe. His power was incredible stronger even than the android. Drexx was glad to have him on his side, and even gladder at his speech. He too wasn't leaving. Ethar could go with them if he liked, but the others would continue on just the same. They had a world to protect.

"You've already killed and captured many. We won't allow that to continue."

Drexx wasn't moving and neither, it seemed, were his allies.

[Orenji]

Orenji stood across from the two invading creatures, it seems that they want to take Ethar with them for a reason unknown to Orenji. He knew that if Ethar went with them it would only mean the death of him. Orenji was waiting for one of them to make a move, but it seemed the elder wanted to try to talk this out in a peaceful manner.

"I see you wish for my attention, and prefer no interruption. I can understand that, please state your business Miss..."

Orenji knew that talking to these people was going to do nothing, but he wasn't going to anger the elder. Maybe there could be a way out of this with no more death. Orenji was about to say something before the female began to speak.

"Now! My lady is not very happy with you, Elder Carnel. She doesn't enjoy obstacles and you're quite intent on putting them up for her, you naughty thing. So, I have a message from her. Either send off your little.....army? Or very simply, "

Orenji thought the female might be joking, but there was no joke about this. Who ever her lady is wants all of the warriors to leave, flee from them like they are gods. there was nothing these people could do or say that would make Orenji leave Namek. They were going to have to do a lot more then empty threats to make him move.

"I will go with you, just...Dont kill me."

Orenji watched as Ethar began to walk over to the two invaders. He had no idea what Ethar's intent was, but this could only lead to death. Sudden'y the fancy dressed being began to talk, he was adamant on not moving, no matter what these two were going to say. Orenji agreed with everything the person said, nothing was going to make them leave.

"You've already killed and captured many. We won't allow that to continue."

Orenji looked at Drexx, his words filled with a serious nature. Orenji knew Drexx was going to protect the planet no matter what. He looked back at the female that clearly seemed like the leader of the two, since the male had only said a few words.

"I don't know why you are here, and personally i don't care. As was said earlier, you are out numbered i don't know if you don't see that." Orenji said to the female. "Ethar, whatever it is you are doing, going with them will only be the death of you. I suggest you step back, these psychopaths are only here to kill all of us."

Orenji took a step towards the two invaders. He wasn't making an attack of even initiating a fight.

"Like they have said none of us are going to leave. I suggest the two of you turn around and go back to your "lady". No one needs to get hurt or die today." Orenji said standing his ground against the male and female.

He didn't know what they were going to do. Weather they were just going to take Ethar and leave, or if they were going to attack everyone here. Either way Orenji was ready to die to protect Namek. No one was going to lame him leave, not even this "lady" she referred to.

[Ark Ghiest]

He had no idea if those in the village had taken notice of him yet, and even if they had none were coming out to intercept him, friend or foe. Moving in a slight arc he would bring himself around to the far side of the village, trying to put as much distance between him and the gather group of fighters that he could. He was by far the weakest of those assembled, save one that he now sensed had dropped back below his own power level. Hopefully that meant they wouldn’t even bother him with. That would be the best situation for Ark, allowing him to get any of the Namekians left out off the village.

Touching down close to the most outlying home he would focus, trying to see if any were nearby. Sensing a small cluster he would make his way around the building he had landed next to, moving by several others until he came across a group of young Namekians. They were all huddling against the side of the structure, no doubt trying to go unnoticed by whoever it was that was threatening the village they called home.

Casually walking up to them Ark would hold his arms out to the side, his hands up trying to show he meant no harm. “I mean you no harm young ones, but I would suggest that you leave this area. I am sure you are aware of those gathering here and despite my best hopes I do not believe this village will be a safe place to be hiding for much longer.”

The young Namekian’s would look at each other than to the strange human who was apparently looking out for them. After a quiet debate between two of the five of them they would start to move away from the building, the oldest one giving Ark a slight nod.

“I will do my best to cover you if any try to pursue.” *He probably should have said he would do his best to delay any that would come after them because he certainly couldn’t deter them for long if any chose to follow. The young ones seems shaken enough already so he did not want to give them any reason to change their mind about leaving. Letting out a sigh as they start to move away from him, heading out of the village he would look towards the cluster of power levels, debating his next move.

With those high power levels so prominent in his senses he wasn’t sure if many more remained in the village. Still hoping he would mostly be ignored he would start to move from building to building, checking them for any more stragglers that might be trying to hide, gradually making his way towards the clearing where everyone else had gathered.

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((Hold up. Just noticed... What children? I thought the idea was to have the villages evacuated, and all the villagers replaced with elite Namekians. If theres any kids, they shouldn't be in the immediate area.))

The Guru could only stare wide eyed as Ethar agreed to go along with the two. "You can not be serious, Ethar." He said, shaking his head.

As for the womans request, it seemed that the others did not wish to co-operate. Carnel looked around at the group, then back to the woman. There was no way he was just going to roll over and allow all this to just... happen. But with the Black Gi dressed as Villagers, they would be in for a surprise.

"There is a slight flaw in your request, my dear." he simply said. "You have failed to inform us weather it is we who shall die... or you." He glared with the last word, taking his staff in two hands and powering up. She would likely become hostile towards his words, he had to be ready to avoid or defend against an attack.

If only he was the warrior he used to be...

[aranea]

The energy from Tsurei's ball sent shivers up and down her as they climbed higher before circling her neck like a noose. She shivered in delight, her dark purple talons digging deeply into the arms that circled her waist, a hiss of pleasure escaping her full lips. She watched as the boy came willingly to her. Her eyes raked over her new pet. How tantalizing he would look with a collar around his neck chained to the end of her bed. She purred softly as he came closer, letting go of Tsurei's arm to reach out and brush the back of her talons against his face.

"I don't want him anymore..."

She drew back her hand, sighing. Tsurei was being fickle as ever. Her purple gaze flickered over to the demon, quite bored. He was droning on and on. Good guys enjoyed talking a mite too much. At least the red one was completely silent. The yummy one and the namekian had their own little bit to add though. She yawned, leaning back to nuzzle Tsurei's neck as the Elder spoke. Aranea chuckled.

"Oh Tsu...look at them. They want to fight. Shall we give it to them?" she asked, twirling her umbrella. Lightning flashed over head as she began to hum that strange, haunting song once more. As she did, the very mist she was named for began rolling in. A soft pink tint accompanied it, the mist seeming to shimmer lightly as it rolled in. It was thick, thick as smoke and soon, it covered the entire village square. It was impossible to see more than three feet ahead of anyone, her soft humming seeming to come from all directions.

Unseeable Future: Aranea is able to draw a fog to her, surrounding the battle field. This is much more of a defense technique than anything. Her fog is quite heavy and takes about four posts to disappear completely, each post gaining more visibility than the last. Unlike Zither's smoke, Aranea's fog glitters with dust that confuses her opponent's mind, leading them to question who in the fog is friend, and who is foe.

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"We'll give them everything, darling~" purred those full lips, and no sooner had the sound left his mouth than the area was utterly encompassed in Aranea's thick mist, and the Saiyan breathed the stuff in as he held her. The boy was before him, and that was all that mattered! Tsurei would not see him into the fold so that Aburaca might place her favor upon his broad form, nay, not while he was locked in the physical state of a youth for all of an eternity!

Those spheres unfurled from the slender throat of the delicious creature they had encircled, levitating above shoulders and Tsurei wasted not a moment in dispatching the first of these weaklings with a quick, terrible burst of shot from the twin spheres that erupted with terrible speed, terrible power, and terrible intent~ There had been no charge, no literal flow of energy, nay, those weapons had simply began to unload what was within them in an instant at a target that thought this pair his friend.

An honorless attack, but an effective one against a fool who was but a few feet infront of Aranea, and therefore, mostly unprepared to ready defensive measure against such a quick and merciless onslaught of crushing blasts of ki.

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Ethar closed his eyes as he saw that Araena was reaching toward him. He jumped a bit, feeling her talons brush his face softly. His cheeks went a bit red, as he opened his eyes to see that fog had blinded him as he to breathed it in. "Whats going..." He started to say, but he saw lights lit up where Tsurei was, as his paranoia of the Saiyan actually paid off, as his instincts told him to transform, and defend himself.

While the transformation didnt happen in time, the Shield went up, as it blocked one attack, but the rest shattered the barrier, and smashed into his body. his body felt like it was on fire, as the force of the attacks sent him crashing backwards by a meter or so before he came to a stop in the dirt.

The pain was unbearable, as he slowly tried to sit up, but the pain on his body was too much, as he tried to push himself up again. He felt something wet on his hands, as he looked at it and saw...Blood. HIS BLOOD. Feeling himself weaker then ever, He quickly looked at where Tsurei's attacks had hit, and saw that his body had some fatal wounds in it. "F...F....." He said, trying to keep himself awake.

Ethar was dying from just one attack. Though his shield merely delayed the inevitable. If he didnt get any medical help soon, He would be taking a trip to heaven. "H-Help....." He softly said, as blood was coughed up as he tried t ospeak.

[Caius]

The two newcomers began speaking to each other, and Caius waited for their answer, whether it came in the form of words or in attacks. He wrapped his hand around the hilts of his katanas, and watched the woman twirl her umbrella, and every hair on his body stood up. It was time. Caius drew both of his swords, and awaited the first move, holding one sword out towards his enemies, the other held behind his back in a backhand grip. This was his element, today was the day he began to redeem his sins, to live up to his ideal and put his past, all of his past behind him.

The unknown alien began to hum, and he felt the song float through his atmosphere, bringing with it ominous clouds. Something in Caius's gut told him the mist was dangerous. What if it was poisonous? The roiling tide moved his way, and he swung his sword in an arc, opening a portal around himself and disappearing. He reappeared above the arena, and watched the fog cloud roll over the defenders, and the attackers. He tried to pierce through with his sight, but could not see anything. Then, it happened. Two glinting whirling dervishes of death, wisping pink smoke behind them, and a high splattering arc of blood. Ethar was struck. There was no scream, there was no sound.

Caius whirled his sword around in his right hand, until it lay in a backhanded grip, and placed the hilt against his chest, aiming the point down at the ground. He channeled his ki through it, and fired a line of Hell Spikes at the ground, where the two invaders had just stood, prior to the deceiving smoke.

[hewhostandsalone]

Everyone seemed to be taking turns speaking their minds to these two unwanted visitors. Everyone except Zig, that is. Judging from their almost nonreactive posture and how casually they shrugged off the words of each person in the group Zig didn't feel the need to step forward and try to reason with them. By the time everyone else had taken a shot at convincing these two people to go back to where they came from peacefully it was infinitely clear that they had no intention of taking orders.

As the disruptive and distorted fog began to fill the area Gerrek Zig became quite certain of one fact. With their power and his own lackthereof, he was little more than a brief distraction even at his highest strength. Still, the red alien would not run. Not a second time. He'd spent the passed few years running from something just like this. While they weren't anywhere near the level he'd felt before, they were not as far off as he would like to admit. But that only put him in higher spirits since it meant there might be hope for him.

Already being at the ready, his power shot up a spurt or two to his maximum ability and he did everything he could to try and find one of his allies, or to at least locate the threat in this fog. As it stood right now he was a sitting duck. It was possible that he could use the water on this planet to his advantage, but given the gap in power that was likely a moot point unless he could do something absurd and drastic. The thought was shoved to the back of his mind and replaced by one very troublesome thought.

Knowing his eyes were useless at the moment he closed them and tried to use his lackluster sensory skills to locate someone, anyone, in the fog. With all the powers nearby and his unfamiliarity with their enemies and most of his allies, he could not distinguish who was who at all. He gave a groan of distaste at his situation.

His mind raced as he tried to determine whether he should go skyward and try to escape the fog, sit still and not draw attention to himself any more than he already had, or to try going backward away from the town square. Flying seemed like the best option, except he didn't know how far the fog reached or even if it had any other properties aside from obscuring vision and distorting senses. And so he was forced to remain stationary until something about his situation changed. Being uncertain and inches away from death at the same time was an unsettling combination.