A Saiyan They'd Be Proud Of Sept 16, 2018 6:16:45 GMT -6
Post by Nashua on Sept 16, 2018 6:16:45 GMT -6
|NASHUA'S PL: 48,000|
|GAIN MULTIPLIERS: Gravity x30|
It was time to go to Namek. There were apparently a few soldiers already there, including Mollusc, and even Ramen, somehow, who'd apparently joined up with the Saiyan Kingdom while Nashua had been busy on Vegeta. That both made Nashua happy and scared her. For one thing, Ramen was a good person, and a powerful fighter, but for another, that would put her right in the line of fire of the World Trade Fleet, which is exactly what Nashua had feared. Oh, well. All Nashua could do was try and get strong as she could to protect her. The Saiyan picked up her gravity headband and slipped it onto her forehead, turning the dial on its side all the way up to x30. She braced her body for the impact, and, just as had occurred with every prior use, it slammed down on her like a truck, and she nearly fell face forward before catching her balance.
"Ooookay," she muttered through grit teeth, forcing herself to stand upright. It hurt every fiber of her being, but she knew she had to press on and keep training. She'd never get stronger if she didn't, and if she wasn't strong enough, then she would fail to save people. That was a lesson she knew and had been retaught all too well, time and time again. Even as recently as her mission over to Vegeta, in fact. A muted expression crossed her face as she thought back to it. If there was a time to reflect over things, hurtling through space in a metal ball while training with increased gravity was probably a better time to do it than having to process things after landing on a planet where many battles would surely have to be fought. As the Saiyan started to do some squats, she began to think back on what had happened.***"Thank you, very much, ma'am," the Saiyan had said as he caught his breath, bent over and leaning his side on a wall to keep his balance. Nashua glanced over at the aliens she'd just beaten up and tied a rope around. "Of course," she replied, though she wished they'd backed down when she warned them to. They weren't really all that strong compared to her, so she really needed to pull her punches to keep them from being seriously harmed. She'd just happened to stumble upon them escorting a handcuffed Saiyan, presumably some slave they'd captured, and when they'd threatened to kill the prisoner if she didn't back down, well, she knew she had to act decisively. "Are you alright?" she asked, turning her head over to look the battered and bruised man up and down.He took a few deep breaths before replying, "I'll be fine," and nodding his head. After he finally fully caught his breath, he stood back up, and glanced Nashua up and down with a slightly surprised expression. "Hey... Now that I get a look at you... You're Broccini's kid, aren't you?" Nashua?" Nashua's eyes widened in surprise at hearing the name of her father. "Um, yes, that's me," she replied, though she didn't recognize the man she was talking to. Did he know her somehow? Her question was quickly answered by the man's next words. "I'm surprised to see you here. Your father - and your mother - I was in one of the work camps these goons set up with them. Got to know them pretty well. They talked a lot about you, even showed us all those little trinkets you made for 'em when you were little. And when I saw you had those same golden eyes they described, well, you don't see many Saiyans with those."The Saiyan quickly broke into a coughing fit, but when Nashua reached forward to help him keep his balance, he waved her off. "I'm fine, I'm fine," he reassured her, though he sure didn't seem fine. "You should go and help them. With your level of strength, I'm sure you'd be able to make a difference, even with all the Fleet members watching everything. They should still be there." As he finished speaking, Nashua's brows furrowed. She certainly didn't want to leave this Saiyan all alone here, seeing how badly injured he was, but her parents... Her worried eyes glanced over at the man, then back over towards the horizon off in the distance. "...Where is this camp?"***Nashua shortly after found herself staring down what she imagined hell might look something like. From her perch off in the distance, she could make out armed Fleet guards standing atop watchtowers, and below them, tailed figures committing intense labor of various forms. Some seemed to be mining rocks, others were working at some sort of crafting area, while some simply sat or laid on the ground, each looking more broken and battered than the last. It nearly made her sick to her stomach to see. Off to the side of it all was a graveyard area, with many unmarked wooden crosses sticking from the ground that were for what she could only assume were all the lives that had been lost in the camp. There were too many to count. She was going to do something about this, for sure.The Saiyan quickly worked her way down the mountain, keeping her power level suppressed as low as she could as she carefully stayed behind the various boulders jutting out from the ground to keep herself from being seen. She didn't particularly have a plan, but her ship along with its Blutz Generator was nearby in case she desperately needed a sudden burst in power. "Okay, I can do this," she muttered to herself as she peered her head around from behind the rock. Worst case scenario, she'd just be killed. ...That was a pretty bad worst case scenario, now that she thought about it. "Let's not let that happen," she mumbled as she glanced up at the watchtowers.None of the goons up in the watchtowers had noticed her yet, but once they did, she was going to have to start acting fast. Perhaps she could try and be stealthy and take them all out before they noticed her? That was probably the best option, though the hardest one, as well. The closer watchtower had two aliens with powerful looking weapons on it, while there was a second a few dozen meters away that boasted two slightly lower energy signatures. It'd be smarter to take one the strong ones first, so she'd have the element of surprise on her side. "Whatever, now or never," she said to herself as she prepared to leap into action. On the count of three, she thought. One... Two... Three!The Saiyan launched herself up to the closest watchtower and immediately grabbed one of the guard's heads, smashing them straight down onto the wooden floor with enough force to put them right out of commission. The other guard's head quickly shot over towards her and his knocked out comrade, but the Saiyan was already on top of him, and quickly pulled a similar maneuver along with a quick punch to to throat to both silence and subdue him. ...Wow, that was pretty awesome. Nashua felt like such a badass, dispatching guards and breaking into an enemy base all by herself. She carefully poked her head up from under the short walls that encompassed the watchtower, and noted that no other guards seemed aware of her presence yet."Just gotta do that a few more times," she thought, readying herself to leap into the next watchtower. Same routine as before. One... Two... Thr- An alarm suddenly blared throughout the entire area, incredibly loud and impossible to miss. The two guards she was about to attack suddenly stood up straight, their heads darting around to find what the alarm was for, as Nashua ducked her head back down low. What triggered the alarm?! A pair of golden eyes scanned around what they could see, and Nashua wanted to slam her head against a wall when she realized her mistake. A third guard tower, in the opposite direction of the one she was about to leap to, one that she hadn't been able to see from her hiding spot below. And in it, an angry looking alien staring right at her with a device in hand that she could only assume was the alarm trigger."Dumbass!" she said to herself with a groan, her palm shooting up to smack herself in the forehead. Well, things certainly would be more interesting now. It was too late to back down, so Nashua just went for it! The warrior shot a powerful beam from her spear straight towards the guard tower that had noticed her, blasting the two guards far, far away before whipping around and doing the same to the other tower, both of the guards flying way off into the distance, where they'd presumably land feeling quite rattled. Those blasts took a lot of ki to muster, so Nashua couldn't just keep firing those off whenever she pleased - it was time to get up close and personal."Hyaah!" she exclaimed as she leapt down into the work camp from the tower, multiple lasers already being fired at her by the multiple guards in the area. Most missed, but those that actually did hit Nashua felt like little cotton balls being pressed against her. The Fleet sure hadn't sent their best guards here. A few of the Saiyan slaves looked up in surprise as Nashua came down on two Fleet goons, her boots smacking down on each of their faces on driving their heads deep into the dirt. She gazed up at the Saiyans and noted the chains bound around each of their legs, likely preventing any of them from moving. They must've been some incredibly powerful chains if even the strongest among them couldn't break free."Hang on," she urged them, "I'll find the key and get you all free!" She had some other goons to deal with in the meantime. The ponytailed young woman flew across the came and knocked the lights out of another goon, before quickly dispatching the next one. Not a single of these Fleet members seemed capable of standing the slightest chance against her, and she wasn't even the most powerful of the Saiyans. Not by a long shot! How on Vegeta did these aliens all manage to capture and enslave everyone? Surely they'd need more power to back themselves up.As if on cue, Nashua heard a voice call down to her. "You've got some nerve, girl," it said, and she looked up to see a menacing figure approaching. The slimy tail and the devilish horns jutting out of his head could only belong to one creature: An Arcosian! The Saiyan quickly dropped into a defensive stance and held out her weapon in front of her. Among all the races across the galaxy, few were as feared for their strength as these space lizards. "I hear blasts and shouting, along with that dreadful alarm, and come out to find what? Some Saiyan child has decided to cleanse out the weakest of my guards. I suppose I should thank you for that - those weaklings are annoying to have to align myself with.""Tough luck, then," Nashua quickly replied, running her scouter over the Arcosian to deduce his power level. "I only knocked 'em unconscious. They won't be able to pay for the atrocities they've committed if they're dead." A scowl swept across the Arcosian's face, as did a grin, along with his power level on Nashua's scouter. The Saiyan quietly gulped as she read the number. This guy wasn't going to be a pushover like all the others had been. The space lizard moved first. He rushed straight towards Nashua, and drew his fist back to deliver a punch straight towards her face. She was prepared, though, and weaved to the side while slicing her weapon up towards his torso, though the blade barely even scratched his flesh as he pulled himself back right in time."You're quicker than the rest!" he commented as he came at her again, this time with both fists at once, though Nashua was able to use her spear to quickly parry away his many jabs. "I think you simply underestimate us!" she retorted, thrusting back against his incoming fist and managing to throw the Arcosian off his balance. He let out an annoyed grunt as Nashua delivered a solid punch straight to his torso, which was enough to send him flying back a few meters until he skidded to a stop. "I underestimate nothing," he spat back, his voice brimming with venom. "I simply haven't even been using a fraction of my true power!"Suddenly, the Arcosian's power spiked! Nashua's expression quickly shifted into one of immense worry as she read the number on her scouter - over four times her own power level! "You're going to regret standing against me, little girl," the Arcosian bragged, a foul smirk upon his face as he looked down at the shorter woman. She took a few steps back as he took some forward, her teeth grit as his smiled. But then, Nashua smiled, too. And his grin disappeared. "What are you smiling about?" he asked, clearly quite taken aback by her apparent and sudden lack of fear. "My power level is far beyond yours! I have tremendous power! What right do you have to not fear me?" Nashua furrowed her brows and held up her ship remote. "Yes, but I have a Blutz Generator."Click. Within seconds, the Blutz Waves from her ship's generator pierced the camp, and Nashua grew, and grew in size until she dwarfed the Arcosian, and her own power level scraped against his. While she would likely have still been in for a tough fight, she wasn't the only Saiyan affected by the generator. All those around her began to grow, and their newfound strength found their enlarged heels bursting out of the metal that bound them, until nearly all of them had broken free from their chains and turned towards the Arcosian, fearsome snarls stretching across their snouts. The space lizard's eyes slowly gazed across the herd of monkeys that now faced him, and his facial expression said only one thing: "Shit."What followed was an admittedly impressive resistance put up by the Arcosian, though he wasn't much competition for the entire group of Oozaru that pounded their fists against him till he was beaten down. Nashua shut the generator off before he could be killed, though. She certainly had questions for him. Once everyone had settled down and she'd convinced the freed prisoners not to kill him, she had him bound against a large boulder with multiple layers of the durable chains that had just been used to keep the Saiyans in place. Nashua was still worried it might not be enough, but she could deal with that if he woke up and started breaking free."You alright?" she asked as she approached one of the ex-slaves. The tailed man looked up at her from his seated position and gave her a grin. "I'm more than alright! This is the best I've felt in eight months. You can't imagine how glad I am to be free. You're a damn hero, lass!" Nashua smiled and shyly rubbed the back of her head. "Just doing what I can, you know." It felt odd to be so openly praised, but after all the work she'd done, maybe she'd earned it this time. But she had more important things to seek out than praise and affection. "Listen," she said, "I heard my parents were being kept here by a former prisoner that was being escorted out. Their names are Broccini and Agula. Have you seen them around here?"The man's eyes drifted to the side and he seemed to be deep in thought for a few moments, until he finally replied, "Afraid I don't recognize the names, but I don't know nearly everyone here. Keep askin' around, I'm sure you'll either find 'em or someone who knows 'em." That was disappointing. Nashua thanked the man and moved on, asking several others to no avail. A thought occurred in the back of her mind, but she quickly dismissed it as a foolish one. "They're here, I just haven't found them yet," she thought as she asked a Saiyan woman for their whereabouts. "Broccini and Agula...?" she mused, her head tilted to the side while she searched her memory. "...You know, I think I spoke to them just a few days ago." "Really!?" "Yeah, it was just before they were ordered to speak with the warden - that Arcosian we just beat up. I didn't see them again after that."Looked like it was time to question the Arcosian. Nashua marched over towards the lizard, walking in front on the unfortunately populous graveyard, her eyes filled with empathetic mourning as she watched various Saiyans pay their respects in front of different graves. It was likely this was the first time they'd been able to do that, seeing as the Fleet sounded unlikely to allow them to visit the graves while they were enslaved. Her eyes perused over several of the unmarked graves, perhaps out of respect for the forgotten Saiyans who lay dead beneath the ground, and perhaps also out of a slight morbid curiosity for if she may find... Something. And then, her eyes came across two graves in particular, and she stopped.Two little pendants, trinkets, adorned them. Various other graves had small mementos placed upon them as well, Nashua assumed that the slaves had placed them there when they were ordered to bury the dead, but these trinkets stood out to her. "I... Made those." she mumbled with eyes wide in shock. She'd made those. For her parents, years before. The two graves sat, side by side, just as the Saiyan's parents had always stood together. Of course they would have died together, too. "Were those yours?" a voice asked, and Nashua's head shot over to see that the Arcosian had opened his eyes, and was now peering over towards her."They mentioned they had a daughter... How they'd be seeing you soon, as they died. I suppose they assumed you died in the invasion?" His mouth formed into a grin as he relished the look on Nashua's face. "Here you are... Suppose they died in vain, then. They were always talking back to me and the guards, about how they'd defeat us one day. So, I did us all a favor and silenced them myself. Rather permanently. They died pathetically, and so will you and all your-" The Arcosian was interrupted when a massive beam of ki energy blasted straight into him, sending both him and the rock flying far off into the horizon without a moment's notice.Nashua breathed heavily as she put down her hand, still smoldering with ki. She had nothing left to say or ask of the Arcosian. But she still couldn't bring herself to make the beam a fatal one. The Saiyan had more important things to do. She dropped to her knees in front of the two graves, and her vision began to grow blurry. "I'm... Still alive, you guys," she croaked out, "And I'm here for you two, now... I'm just... Here a little too late." And then, for the first time since she'd become a soldier, the Saiyan allowed herself to cry.***"...Four hundred ninety seven, four hundred ninety eight, four hundred ninety nine, five hundred." Nashua let out a relieved puff of air as she finally finished doing the last of her gravity exercises. That was taxing, to say the least, but by this point, she was growing used to the extra strain the gravity placed on her. It sure made for a good workout. The young woman stood up straight and turned the dial on her headband all the way back down to zero, and groaned in pleasure at how good it felt to not feel like she had an entire planet weighing down on her. Her mind felt a bit more cleared as well - she'd been so busy with all the soldiering and reporting to Vocado that she hadn't had time to process things, yet. Not fully, anyway.She tossed the headband aside, and it landed squarely on the ground over by the wall of her ship as she wandered up ahead to the pilot's seat. It was a good thing these things came equipped with a basic autopilot, or she wouldn't have had any time to do training. Well, she could've just asked Auber to drive, but he was busy doing his own thing. "Halfway there," she commented as she checked her position tracker, and decided to switch over to manual piloting mode for a bit. Flying the ship took her mind off things. And after all that had happened, and all that was still to come, she needed some quality time to herself, and to think of what next to do when they finally reached Namek. But she knew one thing for certain.She needed to become a Saiyan they'd be proud of.
OOC NOTES: 3543 words, x30 Gravity bonus