I Just Want Happiness [DB Challenge DE]

The rain had started coming down recently, almost as if fate itself was weeping for their reunion, and the demon Sensoa couldn't help but agree. He had not expected to find one of the people who he had genuinely liked with a dragon ball... But he supposed greed was something everyone had. The demon slowly landing upon the roof of the house, staring down at the shed in the back yard, eyes narrowed as he felt the ki inside. It was tarch's for certain, and the radar told him that it was inside.

The demon let out a breath, smoke emitting from his mouth as he stared at the shed. Just how much had he given up, so that he didn't even feel guilt for what he was about to do? How much of his soul had he lost in those Leviathan pools? The blood on his blade told him that he had lost it all, given the fact Hyuki had died by his hand. His own mother's death had showed him that he felt nothing and some small part of him felt that he was indeed on the right path.

"Tarch! Come out... You have something I want boy..."

Sensoa's voice was loud, booming above all the rain and noise. Unless Tarch had a headset or was deaf, he couldn't miss that loud voice that shook the windows of the house he now stood upon. The demon wondered if this would result in someone else's death this day. He certainly hoped not, but if push came to shove... 

Sensoa looked down at the boy, listened as he tried to divert his attention, or perhaps he simply just didn't want to fight Sensoa. Whatever the case was, the demon was not in the mood for it. His aura flared as he moved to jump down, landing upon the ground where the grass began to die upon his landing. The foul magics killing the planet life around him as the demon let out a growl.

"No Tarch... I am here for the dragon ball... If you give me the ball... I will spare your life... If you don't then I will be forced to... remove it from your person."

Sensoa's tone was serious, and from him blood lust along with killing intent was present. He didn't want to kill Tarch... No that was a lie. Some deep part of him wanted to fight Tarch to the death, to test his mettle against the boy. He was strong enough to be a warrior, and that alone was enough for a challenge. But the fact remained the boy was between him and the wish he desired.

"So, give me the ball and your sister wont lose her brother... Surely the ball isn't worth causing your sister grief? Think hard before you deny me or say no. Think long and hard before you make a choice..."

Sensoa said taking another step forward, lightning cracking in the distance, and flashing brightly. Its illumination cast over the two standing off, leaving Sensoa with a feeling of excitement. Some dark part of him wanted to just attack Tarch, to kill him and take the ball. But his sane side kept him in check.

Sensoa smiled then, listening to Tarch speak and knowing the boy's mind the moment the first words spilled from his mouth. A boy who was determined to fight for what he believed in, and Sensoa knew better himself. He was alone in this journey for the dragon balls, and he would need to hurry if he didn't want Carro or the others to show up. A sigh escaped his maw, eyes closing as he felt himself calm down. He didn't want to use his full strength, he needed to learn to control himself.

"I understand... I will try to keep your body in a relatively good state."

With that, Sensoa's power rose up, the ground shaking violently as black sludge formed around his feet, spreading further outwards. The skies darkened, as the rain itself turned to a tar like substance. His foul magics altering the very world around them, and causing rocks to begin floating. The demon let out a guttural growl then, unlike anything a normal being should make. His eyes fixed on Tarch as he started walking towards the boy.

"Forgive me Tarch... I cannot waste time fighting you. I know how you earthlings tend to come running when anyone is in danger... I have to kill you quickly else I risk getting jumped... I wish I could draw this out."

With that, he rushed forward, not wasting anymore time on idle chat. He would stop just short of Tarch, his foot splashing the black liquid as he threw a punch aimed at his middle, hoping to knock the air from the boy's lungs. This would be followed by a tail swipe in hopes of hitting him in the temple to disorient him. He wanted to disable Tarch as soon as possible, yet he knew that it wouldn't be so simple. He had to be quick about this battle, else Carro would show up to save this boy or even Saizomaru for that matter. As he couldn't sense androids, this could be a problem if he was attacked while distracted by Tarch. Time was not on Sensoa's side here.

Sensoa's blows had connected, the boy flying into the dirt after being struck in the temple. What Sensoa had been surprised about however, was the fact Tarch had golden hair, just like Kayen did when they had fought. The boy was a super saiyan, something few adult saiyans had. Even Ochra had only recently gotten it, and that was after he had thought he had lost his friend. So then the boy must have endured something truly traumatic in order to unlock it. The demon's eyes shifted up and down the boy, wondering just what had caused this.

He didn't get long to ponder before Tarch was upon him, but his attack was straight forward and Sensoa blocked it with his forearm. With that, the demon would try to take hold of the boy's leg before throwing him some distance. He wasn't aiming to throw him into anything, but to just throw the boy. It was a simple reaction to a simple attack, the demon snarling as he got ready.

"I see... So you are a super saiyan as well... I had thought this would have been easier, but I am glad it wont be. In the time I was coming here, I was concerned I'd be killing a kid for the dragon ball... I see now I will be killing a warrior."

With that, Sensoa took a long drawn breath before shifting into a proper stance, one fit for fighting against another. He was glad frankly, or to be more accurate, grateful that Tarch was this strong. Though he wouldn't feel guilty or regret for killing someone like this, he would have felt his pride diminished otherwise. Now he could kill without feeling like he had done someone wrong. They were fighting for what they believed in, and that was a worthy cause. Now it was a true fight to the death, Sensoa was certain it was going to be a memorable one.

"So now we are equals. Both of us fighting for our wants and desires. Yes, a fitting end."

Sensoa said as he rushed forward, drawing his blade. The sword's blade clanking as it was unleashed, the red energy flowing wildly as it was unleashed. He drew it downwards, the energy of his attack was strong, enough so that he was certain this would do damage to the boy if he didn't block or dodge it. Tarch felt weaker than himself, but some part of him had to wonder, was this the full power of Tarch? If so then it was going to be an uphill fight for the boy. The energy would either slice him in half or leave a nasty flesh wound.

Sensoa's attack sliced through the boy, but it hadn't. His well trained eye had caught sight of the boy slipping away but he lost him if only for a second. Tarch was quick, his speed was truly impressive and Sensoa landed once more, coming to a sliding halt. A long drawn out breath being released from his lungs as he listened to Tarch. The boy believed this was a fight to simply for the sports of it. He didn't want to kill Sensoa and he believed somewhere deep down, Sensoa didn't want to kill Tarch... But the boy was wrong, some deep and dark part of the demon wanted to hurt this boy... He wanted to end him. Yet he decided to go along with it.

"Very well... I will suppose we both want this fight don't we? No one needs to die this day."

Sensoa was lying, some part of him was truly not being one hundred percent here. He knew this boy would come for the dragon ball again, or perhaps he believed getting rid of a defender of this planet was better than nothing. Sensoa's blade began glowing again, smoke emitting from him as he prepared another attack. His sword was new to him, an unnamed blade that vibrated in his hand. It could sense the evil within his heart, of how much he wanted to hurt, how much he wanted to destroy. Its edge singing as if a freshly drawn blade had appeared, its edge wanting to reap, to destroy. The Leviathan pools shadows swirled about Sensoa as he lunged forward with speed, appearing behind the young man before unleashing another attack.

This time it was across his back hopefully, the flames black as the night with lightning sparking around it. He didn't know how long Tarch could keep dodging for, but he didn't think the boy could dodge him forever. The demon was going to eventually catch him, and when he did it was going to hurt the poor boy. He didn't mind lying to the boy, as he didn't mind killing him... But some part of Sensoa deep down also didn't like where this was going. Yet he did it anyways because he had lost everything. Everything in this world he had cared about... was going. So now it was only fair he took his fair share from the world.




Once the attack was finished, Sensoa would land on the ground. Black water splashing out from under his feet as he did so, mud and grim flying through the air. But not from his landing, but rather what was happening to him. The demon's power was rising, growing ever higher. He let out a long drawn out breath as he did so, feeling his power rise up. His aura becoming more calm but the darkness around them grew further. The clouds began to rumble, the area becoming increasingly unstable, black water floating in the area about them in giant bubbles. The ground itself shaking as more of the black liquid began to spread. Soon the whole area was drenched in it, the house was sinking into it as well.

"Aye... I suppose you are right Tarch... You wont kill me... You don't want to die and we both want this battle... But what I want will drive me forward as your enemy. I am not just hunting this dragon balls for my own wish boy... I am hunting them to kill people who hold them."

Sensoa said, green eyes flashing brightly enough to create a sort of star like flash for a brief moment. His runes upon his body glowing brightly to match.

"Tarch... Once I get all the dragon balls... do you know what someone like me will wish for? What could someone like me, who doesn't want power, who doesn't want money and has no friends dead want?"

Sensoa asked the boy, curious as to if the boy had thought about why the demon had wanted his wish. The demon would allow him to think about the answer for a moment.

"I will wish for immortality... I will live forever... and I will make this universe SUFFER for all that it has taken from me... Not for revenge... not for Vengeance... Not to make people understand anything... I will be an eternal blight upon this realm... I will keep killing... and keep killing until I am the last thing standing. I will slaughter all that I come across and be a king of the ashen remains."

Sensoa was deadly serious, his eyes staring into Tarches were ever he had went or simply staring in his direction if he was hiding.

"So boy, I want you to think about that as we fight. If you do not defeat me here and now... I will wipe this planet clean of all living things. I will be the Eternal Calamity. I am going to destroy everything boy... and I do mean EVERYTHING!"

With the words everything, Sensoa would shout causing the area to ripple from the sheer force behind his words. The rain beginning to pour more powerfully than before, the giant bubbles rippling before floating upwards toward the sky. More bubbles forming as the demon's power altered the world, his foul magics taking effect upon the planet earth unlike any before. Sensoa was a walking calamity, and he was going to prove it to this world.

The boy had been cut, the wounds were deep and the poor boy landed in the dirt. It was a sad sight to see the poor lad in such a sorry state, but the demon felt no pity, no remorse, no mercy... He stared down at the young man, watching him, waiting for him to register what he had said. It was that look of pain on the boys face as he realized what Sensoa had in store for him, and the rest of the world. The demon let out a long drawn out breath, smoke emitting from his mouth as he watched.

It was then that the boy's aura rose up in anger, that attack was a splendid one, and the demon couldn't help but feel the passion behind it. Even with the darkness in him, the light from this child shone through, if only for a moment and in that moment... Sensoa held up a hand, catching the boy's shoulder. They slide backwards, Sensoa's arm smoking and he felt his bones shake from the impact. Yet he held on, his other arm holding his sword firmly. Once they came to a sliding halt, the demon looked the boy in the eyes, cold and ruthless as he lifted his sword up. Still holding the boy, the demon let loose a single strike aimed to knock him out. A slice that would cross him from the right side of the chest, to the left of his torso.

The demon was glad he had seen the hope of this child, of the desire to protect the world. It had solidified his goals, a purpose that drove the demon now... He could see that the pure of heart could not sway his mind any longer. He was free... HE WAS FREE!

"You have set me free Tarch... and for that I thank you..."

The demon said as he took a step back, swinging his blade so the blood splattered onto the nearby trees. If not from that attack, then from the last one.

Sensoa stared at the boy as he fell to his knees, his eyes flashing green as a flame within him was lit. A new kind of flame, the one that sparked the unmistakable feeling of joy... His heart rate quickened, looking down at the boy as he begged him to let him go, to take the ball and run. This was unlike any feeling the demon had felt before, and it almost frightened him by how quickly it had come on. He had taken something from this boy, having thrown this boy's hopes to the end like someone blowing out a candle. The golden light was swallowed by the darkness, and in that Darkness was only a frail child. The kid felt the same helplessness that Sensoa had been feeling this whole time... Of having all that he cared for taken from him, he could see it in the boy's eyes.

"No..."

It was like a death Sentence as he grabbed the boy by the shirt, lifting him high into the air, his broken form being held there as the demon stared on. His eyes flashing bright green like before as a sadistic smile formed along his maw. He felt... EMPOWERED for the first time in forever... This felt GOOD to him and he kept the boy there, savoring this moment. Just what was wrong with him?! Yet he didn't reject it, but instead embraced it completely.

"No I don't think I will child..."

Sensoa drew his blade back then, pointing it at Tarch's heart before it began glowing brightly. The red blade singing loudly as it felt the death of Tarch was near and with that, he thrust the sword forward. If Tarch could not defend himself, then the blade would go through his heart, effectively ending the boy's life.

"You have helped me find a path worth walking... I will snuff all the light from this realm out... I thank you truly Tarch... You will die a lot more quickly than most of the people who will come after... Rest in peace... and know... Your family will join you soon boy."

Sensoa would remove his sword before letting Tarch fall to the ground, heading toward the shed that Tarch had been talking about. He would let Tarch die of Blood lose, and that was all he needed to do. The boy would die a much less painful death than the rest of this world, and that was a kindness the demon was happy to give to the golden Child... He had snuffed the light out of the Child of hope... and now... as he held the ball in his hands. He would snuff the light from this world out. Tis the beginning of the end for this realm.