Flying high above the plains that she had first landed on, Belle looked for a good spot to play. It wasn’t long before she spotted a neat little spot by the water. She floated down slowly to look a bit closer at it. Slightly hidden by one of the many mountains that dotted Namek was a little cove by the green waterside. A couple trees grew near it, and it looked like it sloped down into a beach. She had never gone swimming before though.
Belle touched down softly with her blanket and plush Oozaru in her arms. She spread the blanket out on the ground and placed her plush down gently on top of it. Smiling, Belle nodded to herself.
“Okay! You can watch me train! But only you, okay?”
The Oozaru plush tipped over in response. Belle picked it back up and set it so that it was sitting up again. There. All better. She patted it lightly on its head before going over to the mountainside. She wasn’t super sure how to get stronger, but heck if she wasn’t gonna try.
Belle threw her hardest punch at the mountainside. Her fist flew towards it...and slowed down at the last instant so that her punch became a soft tap. Yes! A good punch! Belle jumped up and down for joy.
“Yay! I did it! I’m gonna beat you up Mister Mountain! Ha!”
Belle threw more soft taps at the mountain. She was sure she could see it begin to crack. It didn’t, but that didn’t stop her from unleashing a brutal barrage of pulled punches. Mostly because it hurt if she hit things too hard.
It was an oddly dreary day on planet Namek. For some reason, the usually clear green skies were clouded and dulled as if a looming sense of exhaustion took hold of the entire world. It wasn’t exactly dark and gloomy out, just sort of dull and dreary. Such a feeling came over Tarch as well, once again deciding to leave the saiyan base to try and find something far more entertaining to do. He tried going to the Namekian village, only to find the kids already preoccupied with their own activities. He tried finding some entertainment in his pod, which only left the poor boy with sore eyes. It seemed there just wasn’t anything happening today.
Then he picked something up. It was faint, almost invisible next to the higher power levels of the average Namekian. A small source of energy flying overhead. Tarch looked up to see a little girl, younger than himself hovering across the sky seeming to look for something. “No fair!” he hissed under his breath, “This little girl can fly like a pro and I still just kinda float like a balloon filled with small holes.” Confusing metaphor aside, Tarch decided to follow this person, hoping she would lead to something, anything worthwhile.
Tarch trailed the little girl for some time until she finally touched down. It was a secluded little clearing between a few little hills and mountains, the perfect place for this girl to begin her training. The child placed her stuffed animal, looking like a plush Oozaru, on a nearby rock, giving him a motherly pat before she went to start her workout.
The teen could hear the girl mention how she was only letting the stuffed monkey watch her. This sort of forced a realization on him, noticing his power was on full display. It was not exactly easy to hide or eavesdrop when you’re throwing around your power like it was no big deal. So he quickly quieted down his power level to a near unnoticeable level, though he had already given others plenty of time to scout or perhaps sense him.
Now sufficiently hidden, Tarch would peek around his own mountain, watching this little girl give the mountain soft taps. She seemed so proud of herself with each ‘punch’ celebrating as if she was tearing the rock to pieces. Tarch couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, something else that could have given his position to a sharp sense. He was just enjoying the show all too much, being reminded of himself when he was that young. Though he would have likely torn the mountain apart by now, and by torn apart, more like a few chips but that was enough for seven year olds.
Power Suppressed to 1 after the second to last paragraph, leaving him VERY noticeable before. I figured she might pick up a powerful energy or aura in your case and maybe go from there?
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It took her a second after all of her self congratulation to realize that something was off. Belle paused in her very ferocious pummeling of the cliff side to glance around. Something was gone? She had been feeling a pressure of an aura before she remembered, but it was gone now. Where did it go? Feeling a little unsettled, Belle retreated back to her plushie and held it it close. Oh no! What if a scary person was around?!
Belle backed away from the water’s edge to where the cliff could hide her, glancing around. She had definitely heard someone! Oh no...oh no… What was she gonna do? Belle bit her lip, shaking a little. Her eyes scanned the mountains nearby, spotting a small orange glow peeking out from around the side of one of the mountains. It was a boy! Oh no! He was in danger too! She had to help him, but she was too scared to speak.
Instead, Belle reached out with her small white aura, touching the boy’s sunny orange one. He seemed like a really nice person. She hadn’t seen an aura so bright and sunny before, so now she was especially determined to help him. It took her a moment, but she managed to reach out with her mind.
“Uh-Um...Hurry over here! There’s a bad guy around!” she thought real hard to him, scrunching up her face.
Belle opened her eyes and waved at him, trying to get his attention. Using her powers was always a more difficult with new people, but hopefully that worked. She snatched up her blanket off of the ground and gestured for him to come over again. Belle huddled up to the side of the mountain that she had been beating up on just moments ago. She opened one side of the blanket. It was her super protecto-tron 5000 blankie. Nothing could hurt them if they hid inside of it!
Tarch nearly jumped right out of his skin when he heard this girls voice echoing through his mind, muffled slightly, cutting in and out. The teen poked out from behind his own cover, the realization of what was happening hit him quicker than a rogue ki blast from a kingdom soldier. “You can do it too?! I thought I was the only one!” He too would speak mentally, sharing his excitement with the little girl After that a second thought crossed him, this one taking its time. “Wait, bad guys? I don’t sense any.” Any time Tarch had to stalk a person, which was only ever all in good fun, he remembered to hide his presence and thus never really considered this girl may have been talking about him.
So with this in mind, Tarch scrambled over to the child, still smiling from his early excitement, but far more toned down from before. He’d carefully slide under the blanket she had with her, or rather the super protecto-tron 5000 blankie. As he scuttled across the grass though, Tarch did consider that perhaps this girl was simply overreacting to a more minor danger. Still, that didn’t make sense since he sensed nothing but the two of them. So Tarch would sort of go along with her blankie cover, treating this as a fun little game for the time being. He always was a hit with the kids, always opting to be the big kid they needed for certain games, or like his sessions of tag with the namekian children. “Looks like we should be safe in here,” he conveyed telepathically, a playful jibe in his mental voice. Being a great deal taller than the girl, Tarch was left hunched down in a barely comfortable squat, though now eye level with his new friend. “The best part is we can use telepathy to talk without anyone hearing us.” As he projected this, Tarch would put a finger to his still smiling lips.
His smile would fade momentarily, his brow furrowing into a look of deep thought. If there was anyone dangerous nearby he would have sensed it in a heartbeat. Not to mention if this girl had telepathy like him, it was safe to assume she would have felt the same thing. Surely though, there was no way such a young girl like this one could out sense Tarch of all people. The teen was well known for sensing how other people felt, even picking up tiny inklings of actions, though never any full thoughts. Regardless, he decided to perform a quick investigation. First things first tough, Tarch wanted to know who he was sharing this impenetrable fortress with. The hybrid held out his hand, “Strange, I didn’t see or sense anyone on my way here.” He would hint at his conundrum, wondering if the saiyan child would perhaps giver her own answer. His smile would then return like a warm light under the blanket. “Well if we’re hiding from this mystery bad guy, we may as well introduce ourselves. My Name is Tarch, What’s yours?”
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When would she learn that her actions had consequences? When would she learn that she didn't really have her head screwed on as tightly as she thought she did? Questions she pondered as her head dropped from the sky, the disembodied piece of herself plummeting to the ground. She sighed as she watched her body continue to fly off into the distance, before it stopped and zoomed back around to try and catch her.
Well, it turns out trying to catch your own head isn't very effective- her vision was far too janky for her to really get a good idea of where her body was. Well. Looked like there was only one way for her to go.
Her head hit the ground. Great. In the middle of a mountain range, too? She was never going to find herself! Dullahan groaned. Well, at least she had her scouter! Maybe someone was nearby, and she could call for help! Maybe she could even spot her own body, wherever it was looking for her. Perfect, she'd scan the skies and- her head rolled to face the wall of rock. She groaned again. What if the enemy found her? Well, maybe being captured would be preferable to being stuck here forever.
She cleared her throat- or lack of thereof -and took in as much air as she could.
So great was Belle’s surprise that she had to blurt out loud when she heard the boy talk back to her in her own mind. He could project his feelings too? She could feel his excitement and sort of got excited too. She had never met anyone like that! Maybe they could have a secret language. Oh. Wait. Bad guys first. The boy hurried over to her. She ducked under the blanket as he joined her, smiling a little. She nodded.
“Of course we are! It’s my super duper protecto-tron blankie 5000! It’ll stop any bad guys! And! And we have Fluffy!”
Belle held up her Oozaru plush. They would be super safe now. To be sure though, Belle peeked out to look for auras. She could feel the pressure of auras too, which is how she noticed a big one suddenly went missing. Seeing them was usually better than feeling them out though. She glanced back at him as she saw his hand reach out to her. She took it, thinking he was scared too and wanted someone to hold his hand. Belle had to be brave for the both of them!
However, when Belle looked at the boy’s sunny orange aura, she didn’t really get the feeling that he was scared. If anything, his sunny aura made her feel a bit better. She smiled at him.
“I’m Belle,” she thought cheerily before remembering that she needed to introduce herself properly, “Oh, um...of Clan Strongbone. Do you know Uncle Kalabas?”
Belle narrowed her eyes and glanced from side to side conspiratorially.
“I felt pressure from a big aura earlier, and it disappeared! They’re probably sneakin’ around…”
Belle jerked suddenly when she felt the pressure of a new strong aura. She hunkered down, peeking out. This one...was weird. Kind of grey…? Purple…? Something was off about it. They didn’t seem too scary. She was pretty sure that wasn’t the big one from earlier. Then she heard shouting.
“We gotta go save her from the bad guy! Let’s go Tarch!”
Unveiling them with a flourish of her blanket, Belle tied it around her neck like a cape and flew up higher, peeking around some of the crevices and canyons. It was weird. It was like the aura was split...Belle’s eyes followed one aura to its source to see someone flying around. What were they doing? Wait. They didn’t have a head!
Danger or not, Tarch was glad to have met not only a fellow child on this war torn planet but one who could even use telepathy just like himself. The teen was just having far too much fun to worry about any bad guys coming to get them. Besides worst case scenario he could take them on. If nothing else his time on Namek was good for building up his strength in more ways than one. Luckily the two were in fact perfectly safe underneath the super safe conditions of her indestructible super duper protecto-tron blankie 5000. If that wasn’t enough to keep the kids safe from harm, then her stuffed Oozaru Fluffy. Tarch would give the surprisingly cute little plushy a reassuring rub on the head. “Glad to know we’re in good hands.”
After assuring him of their safety, Belle went to introduce herself as well, accepting Tarch’s outstretched hand. “Nice to meet you Belle.” Tarch pondered a moment wondering if he ever met a Kalabas. He was pretty sure he heard that name thrown around the saiyan base, but as far as he could remember he never met the man himself. Giving the back of his head a thoughtful scratch he would deliberate just a few more seconds before giving his answer. “I think I heard a few people talking about a Kalabas before, never met him myself though. Maybe I’ll see him around the saiyan base some time.”
Belle would finally delve into what this supposed bad guy she referred to was. To his slight horror, dashed with a small chuckle of embarrassment, the half saiyans face would be drained of its color as he realized who this hiding bad guy was. It also became crystal clear why the master of energy sensing couldn’t feel anything nearby. Tarch gave a nervous laugh, deciding to come clean. “Well… See… I think I know who…” Before the teen could finish his confession, he would actually pick up a brand new energy source. Maybe the master did miss something after all. This one felt… odd, otherworldly and out of place. Speaking of places, it seemed this particular power level were in two at once. Could they be like Chromo and be able to create clones?
Belle would reveal the two to the open air, tying the super duper protecto-tron blankie 5000 into super duper protecto-tron cape 5000 over her back. Tarch gave another chuckle, remembering recently when he was making his own cape from a blanket to play Captain Nova with some of the kids from school. Tarch was, after all, and without a doubt, the best Captain Nova. Still, he had more important matters at hand than who made the best cartoon superhero. He also decided now may not have been the best time to tell the frightened girl how he was the large power level. Focusing in on the two singular power levels, Tarch would scan the area, his eyes darting around the immediate vicinity. Just as Belle would spot the body, Tarch would spy the head. Yeah now was definitely not the time to tell her. At least not directly. Tarch hated being a liar, even if it was an accident. So instead the boy would sort of reveal the truth without saying anything. “Don’t worry! Fluffy and I can handle it.” After his hopeful words of comfort, Tarch would let his power flow freely. If he was indeed the power Belle was referring to, he would have at least established himself as a possible friend. If this mystery headless person was it, then he could possibly intimidate them or any other bad guys he may have missed.
First things first, he had a head to investigate. At first, Tarch was absolutely horror struck. After all alone head is not something even an adult would want to see any day let alone a thirteen year old kid today. The poor kid nearly threw up, until he noticed something very strange. The head wasn’t dead. It wasn’t even bloody. “Wait a minute…” In his time, Tarch probably only met one or two other ghosts, but this had to be the only possible explanation. The saiyan didn’t particularly enjoy the prospect of picking up a severed head, he could at least be at ease that it would belong to an already dead being. So he gingerly walked over to the head, laying over by a nearby mountain face and pick it up. “Uh hi… Um… Who did this to you?” Not exactly the most efficient interrogator but he got the important part out. Now if this was the bad guy, well at least Tarch would be ahead of the game.
Sorry for the sloppy post, not feeling the best today. Also I’m not sure if this is actually how your head works dullahan but if not then Tarch is just talking to himself I guess? Ki Suppression off! full 50,000 PL on display for those who can detect
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Dullahan loved kids! Those small, cute kids, those hyperactive kids, those really, really strong kids- wait, what? That level of power was insane! Dullahan did nothing but stare at the boy, shocked, her scouter beeping as she momentarily mentally checked out of the entire situation. It was only momentarily, though, for Dullahan quickly got back to her senses. He must've been a real hardworking kid! Good for him!
As for her little predicament, Dullahan let out a hearty laugh. "Oh god, I'm sorry you needed to see me like this! Usually I'm better with introductions, but, I guess I got... ahead of myself!" Dullahan let out more laughter, hooting before she eventually calmed down. "This happened on Vegeta. Turns out whatever dude in charge of turning people into spirits missed a spot, because, well, I sure wasn't made with a quality guarantee! Dullahan nodded- or tried to, as best she could without a body.
She smiled up at the two kids. "Don't you two worry. This happens sometimes. Now, I just gotta, y'know. Find my body. Long as I get it back, things'll be a-ok for me, I think!" She laughed again, her soured mood raised by the sight of the two children. "Usually, I like doin' things myself, much less askin' some cute kids to do it for me, but, uh, my body's kinda... hard to get back, sometimes!" Dullahan tried to move her head in vain. "You two seem nice, so could you help me out? If you could help me find my body, I'd be real appreciative! Oh, name's Dullahan, by the by. I take it you two are a part of the Saiyan Kingdom as well?" Dullahan looked contemplative for a moment before brushing it off. "Ah well. What're your names, kiddos?"
Shrinking away from the headless body, Belle zipped over to Tarch and hid behind both him and Fluffy. It was then that a huge aura erupted from right beside her. Belle flinched away but quickly realized what was going on. Tarch? His sunny aura was huge! He was so strong! Any bad guy would be in for it now. It was then that Belle realized its pressure was familiar too. She managed to put two and two together fairly quickly. Oh...then there were no bad guys? None sneaking around. She guessed that made sense.
Still, Belle couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Her aura paled in comparison to Tarch’s massive, orange glow. Frowning a little, Belle looked away. If he was that strong already, what hope did she have of getting there? Much less catching up or surpassing. She was so weak. She worked hard...so why? Was she just not talented enough? Beating these thoughts to the back of her mind, Belle floated over to Tarch. Looked like he had found…
Belle eyed the head warily as it began to talk. It seemed kinda nice. For a head. It’s aura was weird, but then it was a headless person. That wasn’t normal either. Still, she seemed really friendly for a ghost, so Belle was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.
Belle managed a shy smile.
“Nice to meet you, Miss Dullahan…I think I saw your body a little while ago. Over that way? I think?”
Belle flew up a little to look.
“Oh, it’s not there anymore. That’s fine! I’ll be like hide and seek! Or tag!”
Tarch held the head away from himself, giving Dullahan an inquisitive look. So this person, or rather this ghost was a part of the Saiyan Kingdom. If she got the same orders as many of the others, telling her his name could end up being a mistake. Of course, he was holding a very powerful bargaining chip. You could say he was “a head” of the game so to speak. “I’m actually not an official member of the kingdom. My name is Tarch. You may have heard my name a bit around the base on earth, or even here since I kind of waltzed in looking for Mr. Vocado... who is a jerk. Now I’d love to help you out Ms. Dullahan, but I just need to make sure you’re not going to try and send me home after I do.”
Now granted, the teen did feel bad holding some woman who he just met in a headlock, but Tarch had run across several Saiyan Kingdom Troops that came off acting either helpful or ignorant of their orders, only to turn around and try and fling the kid over their shoulder. He sighed though, his tough guy act already deteriorating. “Oh heck… I can’t just leave anyone like this. We can worry about that later. For now, let’s go find your body.” Belle seemed all for it, making it into a little game to Tarch’s own delight as well. There was just one problem. A game of hide and seek all around Namek could be a major pain, or at least last as long as the days on said planet.
An idea then popped into the half saiyans head. “I got an idea! I can try and sense out your body. It probably feels just like your head, so we just have to pick out any power levels feel exactly like yours.” He closed his eyes, his focus on trying to find a second ghostly energy source. The only issue was he could only lock on to the head. So either the body was too far away, which wasn’t unlikely, Tarch could sense his friends from the other side of the world, but strangers were harder. Another possibility was his inner senses just could not see past the head itself. “Ahh man, I got nothing.”
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Ah! The kiddos had names! Cute ones, too. Belle and... Tarch? Tarch, Tarch... She felt like that name was important. Well, it wasn't like she paid attention at breifing meetings, anyways. Those were boring! She didn't want the kid to know she was a slacker, though- then she would be a bad influence! She smiled at the two kids, looking between them. "Nice to meetcha' too, you two! I ain't gonna make you go anywhere y'dont want to." She laughed at her own joke once again. In the distance, a headless body shot a thumbs-up to a rock.
She then turned to smile at Belle. "Oh, ya spotted' the darn thing, eh? Good eye! It kinda is like hide and seek- it's a lot more fun when you put it that way!" She laughed once again. Her body patted the shoulder of a rock. "I'm sure it can't be too far away from here, then. I can still move it, so, maybe I can try and give us an idea of where I am?" She nodded as best she could without a body. Splaying out her right arm, she felt a rock. Splaying out her left, she felt air. Extrapulating from this information, Dullahan motioned her head towards the right side of the mountain range. "I think it's prolly somewhere over there..."
Dullahan was pretty impressed with these two kids so far- between Tarch's high power level, and Belle's surprising aptitude for flight."Woah, flying? At your age? You're real talented! That'll be super useful. You might even be better than me- you can keep your head on when you do it!" She once again laughed at her own joke. In the distance, her headless body slapped her knee. "Alrighty then, let's get that body!"
Belle blushed a little when Dullahan started complimented her. She hugged her plush Oozaru to hide her grin that spanned her face from ear to ear. She giggled a little at the joke, looking over to Tarch as he tried to find where the body was. Belle grinned again and bounced up to the top of one of the mountains they were close to. She put a hand over her eyes and scanned the area.
“My turn! Hm!”
Nothing over there! Belle turned on the spot, and kept looking around for a while. It was pretty easy to ignore the aura of Miss Dullahan’s head. It was almost totally outshone by Tarch’s sunny orange one. Ah! Belle perked up as she spotted a bit of grayish white light on the horizon...and...Yup! That definitely had that weird spooky vibe that Miss Dullahan’s head did. Belle pointed and looked down at the other two.
The teen took a deep sigh of relief. It seemed so far that all the grunts were far more interested in trying to send Tarch home than any of the more powerful members. Maybe it was just a matter of who had more free reign in their position. Either way, Dullahan was not taking Tarch anywhere he didn’t want to go. “Oh, well, thank you, ma’am.”
Unfortunately, Tarch was still unable to point out any other energy source that could have possibly been the ghost’s body. So naturally, it was Belle’s turn. The younger one began scouting the area, trying to pick out the ghostly power level. To Tarch’s amazement this girl, no less than six years his junior was able to fly with ease, but could even pick out energy better than he can! His eyes went wide as his icy blue orbs followed the girl as she soared to point out the headless body. He stood there dazed for a good minute before Belle’s calling out snapped him back to his senses.
Tarch gripped the head a little more securely, “Hang on Ms. Dullahan… err, watch out.” Flying may have been out of the question, but the half saiyan could and has indeed leaped tall buildings in a single bound. Maybe not skyscrapers though. Regardless Tarch made sure Dullahan stayed safely tucked in his arms until he landed on a ridge overlooking the boulder the ghostly body was groping around. “Well, I’ll be darned.” Tarch held the head out so Dullahan could have a look. “Unless there are any other headless people walking around, I think we found your body. Nice job Belle!” Jealousy aside he meant that compliment sincerely. Anyone who could out sense him deserved praise. Tarch would then hurry over to the body and move to hand her the head. “So uhh… do you just kind of… plop it on or do you need help?"
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