Finally free (Open)

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(Sorry it took so long, I forgot I posted here xP)

After recovering, the second clone popped out of his body just as the first had, except that one stayed behind while the ‘original’ left for Crater Lake as Carnel had suggested. A sly grin grew over his face, “Yes, I hope… they do…” he said in a mischievous voice. The namekian looked over at the two people in his presence and sized them down from head to ki. His antennae twitched with excitement and anticipation. His tongue crept over his lips like a slithering snake and ambitious eyes peered over the boulder where the other man was hiding in.

The two would soon learn that the namekian standing between them wasn’t the exact same namek they had met over a moment ago. In essence, they were the same being, but at the same time they were different. Each of Basna’s clone held a personality of their own –better said, they had a dominating personality which sourced from the original; just as one might inherit his goodwill and justice, another could receive his bad temper, stubbornness, and malice. Basna was considered a lost saiyan soul who had made its way to Namek, but the man standing before them now was even more saiyan-like than the last.

“Unfortunately…” he started, lifting his hand towards the boulder. “I’m not very fond of easter…” a bright light soon buzzed to life in the palm of his hands and he would blast the giant rock as a warning to the person hiding behind it. It was a challenge, a challenge for a good fight. Basna wasn’t out for blood, like a saiyan, he was out for thrill…

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As the possible battle of the three people Ethar, Basna, and Hell Bringer was about to begin a small space ship hurtled towards the wide open plains where they were located. This space ship contained the body of Maruca Senda whose hands were locked tight on the control stick of her space ship's flight system and who was unable to move. She was having a terrible time staying focused on righting her ship as their seemed to be powerful instinct surging through her body telling her to crash it.

While she was dealing with her two locked up arms she could feel her power surge slightly within her small space pod and two long vines pop out of the large sunflowers that had grown out of her hips since the time a strange transformation had occurred to her less than a day ago. It had left her skin brown, hard, yet somewhat pulpy like a tree, had caused her eyes to become pink, her hair to be filled with pink and blue flowers, for an odd upward turning horn like tree branch to grow out of her forehead, and two downward turning ones to grow out of her back.

All of this had turned her into a hideous freak very recently yet there was nothing she could do about it now since said transformation was controlling her and forcing her to land on a planet she did not know. She closed her eyes knowing she would crash and prayed this time, like last time, it would not end up painful. Little did she know she would end up interrupting three people at the worse possible time as her ship plummeted from thousands from thousands of feet up and made a large crater 300 yards from where Basna, Ethar, and Hell Bringer were located.

The crash would be loud enough for them to possibly hear if they focused on it. But the likely chance they would react to it was slim, unless they felt her continually rising power. Something now that was so far out of her control it caused at least five more vines to grow out of her forearms and push open the slightly battered door of her pod. Maruca's lungs instantly took in a breathe of fresh air and on contact with this air all the vines that had previously grown from her body, a total of seven, retreated back into her body. She stood up in her pod and smiled as she said with a slightly bent back, "I don't know what's going on... But I-I like."

She had never acted this way before, at least she had not thought, but it seemed like her survival instincts were kicking in with whatever her body had just had to deal with less than a day ago. Her legs moved on their own and within seconds both of her feet slapped against the ground of Namek. Her muscles twitched twitched and she let whatever power now welled inside her release itself. Sadly, it was slow to build as she only had gotten her new powers yesterday. She had entered the planet's air space with her current total base power of 80,205 but since her landing it had leaped slightly to 90,205 in order to help her leave her ship. Unfortunately, for those within her vicinity only a skip and a hop away they would feel it continue to rise even higher as her body became unable to adjust to it.

(I hope it is okay for me to enter here.)

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"What are you doing? Why are you hiding?" The man asked him. He was beginning to get on Xero's nerves. After revealing their position, the Namekian turned and fired a bright blast as the rock the two were behind. The blast rocketed forward, causing Xero to jump away, "That's why!" he shouted, rolling out of the way of the debre that exploded outwards.

As Xero stood and dusted himself off, he could feel something. Behind him, entering the planet, was one of him kind. An Infected. This one was not familiar, but Xero could tell. Looking over his shoulder, carefully keeping the Namekian in sight, he watched a ship crash-land into the dirt. A huge cloud exploded around it, and it nearly looked as though whoever was inside would not survive.

But that was all dismissed as the duet cleared and a figure stepped out. Using the connection the Infected shared, Xero was able to conclude said figure was a female named Maruca Senda, from planet Amazonica. Though he had little knowledge of the planet before, he suddenly felt a connection to it. As knowledge of the planet and the girl flooded Xero's mind, his eyes clenched closed an he fell to a knee.

The flood of knowledge was overwhelming, but it was not unpleasent. And when it came to a stop just a few seconds later, Xero's eyes opened, the ground cratored below him, and he shot into the air and towards this newcomer. He could feel her power, but there was no fear within him. Aside from the knowledge pool the Infected shared, they shared a bond stronger than blood. In essence, they were one.

"Maruca! What a pleasent surprise!" he spoke as though the two had known each other forever, tone bright and friendly. Though the girl might not share the same instant flood of knowledge, the Infection reacts differently to each person, she would most likely share the knowledge of Xero's title, as well as his past.

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Ethar sensed an energy signature soar over them in a small pod, but his attention was held by the crazed Namekian that seemingly wanted to fight. "What the fuck is with you? A Pod just crashed nearby, We should be more worried about helping whoever was inside it!" He said, turning his attention from Basna, to the direction of the pod, as he saw Hellbringer take off to see the survivor.

Not trusting Hellbringer, he followed him to the ship, as his eyes laid on a very beautiful woman, who seemed to be suffering from an illness. He heard Hellbringer mention, what he presumed, was her name, but he still wanted to be proper, as he asked "Are you alright Ma'am? That was quite the crash.". He was almost ignoring the Namekian that wanted to fight, so he knew it was reasonable to assume the Namekian would come after them if he really wanted a fight.

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Not too far along a space pod crash landed into the ground. Thus another crater to his planet, he thought, but his eyes hadn’t left the man who maneuvered out of the blast radius as expected. If he couldn’t even dodge that then Basna would have truly been wasting his time. Fortunately, that was not the case, but unfortunately, there was another case. The namekian snarled at the other’s remark, unpleased that their attention was stolen from him by such mundane matters.

“Why should I care?” he stated. “People crash-land every day.” It was the way their pods were designed. Until now, only Vegeta had adapted their planet to receive space pods with technology, but even then they couldn’t stop craters from forming. However, much to his distaste, they were already running to the aid of a person who was most certainly fine.

“See? She’s fine.” He said. “C’mon, I didn’t split myself into thirds for nothing! Let’s have a fight!”

It was the second time Basna asked nicely, but if he were deprived any longer he would force the battle even if it turned into a three for one. The more the merrier, he thought. He wasn’t looking to win, he was just looking for a nice fight and they all seemed like capable warriors –at least, now that his power was split in three.

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Maruca stood on the open plains pondering where she was as a strange man with dark brown hair approached her. He was slightly shorter than her and wore a black vest, a grey shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of boots that looked like they had some wear to them. Maruca looked down at her own clothes as her power continued to rise and as she could her muscles on her arms and legs thicken as her body began to show off its full power. She wore a simple pink short sleeved shirt with frills and a blue bow time and a long pair of jeans over top her new light brown skin tone. But thanks to her increasing power she was beginning to feel these clothes stretch slight, not enough to tear, but they felt awkward, and she felt awkward for having no clue where she was and for standing in the midst of what was about to become a fight possibly, no thanks to her own presence now.

The words of the brown haired man echoed her ears, "Are you alright Ma'am? That was quite the crash."

"Was the guy stupid or just overly concerned?" she thought to herself as she looked him in the eye with her pink irises. She really was not sure she did not want to be mean to him, but in this situation she had to probably be so.

"I'm-I'm not okay-I" she began to stammer, but then she became slightly dizzy. She staggered forward and felt another sudden leap in her power simply by standing where she was. She was not the one causing it; she was sure of this. But the problem was then who was?

She did not have much time to think about this before she recalled the words of a second man before who had just said, "Maruca! What a pleasent surprise!" He had white skin, a grey mop of hair on his head and a grizzled beard. He was very muscular, and had on a black shirt with torn sleeves to show this off. Other than that he had some black pants and a pair of brown shoes to match this dark theme. Yet there was something oddly familiar about him. She could feel it in her heart.

Her left arm began to shake as she raised it and pointed it at him, "You-you are Xero, my family, I-I don't know you... but maybe I do? You like, you like, top hats?" The words came off of her lips faster than she could think, yet somehow she knew the other man before her. He was extremely friendly and she wondered if she should trust him more than the guy in the black vest. But when she was done speaking she relaxed her arm and lowered it.

Her pink eyes shifted to the green Namekian standing near Ethar and she growled, "Geurin..." as she let her fangs show themselves to Basna. He had said something now about her space pod crashing being an every day thing, but there was something about his tone she did not like. He seemed slightly concerned for her, but not like the other two. This was probably not Geurin now that she thought about it, but she had not figured there being more than one Namekian like Geurin or Kami Tenshu in the universe. The idea that they were a race of people did not enter her mind until now.

She simply opened her mouth again and stated, "I have something in me, something very bad. Please don't fight or it might attack you. I don't want to kill, but you all aren't special, not yet." When her lips closed a smile came across her face and she looked at Xero again. Something strong was attaching her to him and she could sense he was in great danger when in the presence of these two. Both seemed to have power that felt stronger than his own. While there was not much Maruca felt she could do against the two before her at her current power level she was hoping at the very least her power would not rise higher than the 100,000 limit it was at because that meant there was something clearly off with her powers.

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Something didn't seem right to Xero. It seemed the girl was newly Infected, as she had little control. He silently prayed she would not lash out and try to bite these fighters. If she started a fight, Xero would stand no chance. He was still too weak.

She seemed quite confused as she spoke to him, studdering and stammering her words. She asked about Xero's relation to top hats, which cause him to run a finger around the brim of his own.

Her power rose even higher as he looked to the Namekian, but she was quickly able to control herself. She said something about a bad presence inside her, then coyly motioned to Xero about the Infection. It was hard to say what the girl would do at this point.

Getting out of her way was an option, but that would leave him exposed. But at the same time, being near her gave him a bullsee on his head. He placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, and dove deep into the mental link the two shared. "Do not attack this man,"[/color] it was hard to say if Maruca could hear him, "he is of value to Virion. He has told me that he was resurrected."[/color] Hopefully this would calm the girl down, but itwas very hard to tell how much she knew about the Infection or Virion.