No Matter Where I Go, I'm A Target - Closed To Kraktus

Krieza had chuckled, based on the appearance of this man. He looked to be that of the fleet. He didn’t look like no mere bounty hunter or mercenary of the sorts but what did a ten year old arcosian really know.

“I have never trained a day in my life. Call it arrogance at its finest. I just been living my life as a fugitive. And he was giving me trouble, though not anymore it may seem..”

The bounty hunter, whether it was merely an accident or intentional, his finger held a special device in hand almost like he was reaching for it the last second. It was flashing red with a small beep noise. Coming from the skies, would be several space pods crash landing onto the ground itself. Coming out of the individual pods would be ten bounty hunters total, with the leader being a massive sized brenchian. He’d briefly look to Kraktus as the other bounty hunters started to stare and gather around Krieza.

The blue brenchian was quick to speak to Kraktus as he aimed his rifle down at the child arcosian.

“He’s of the Royal clans Cold and Fross, he is a fugitive of the fleet. We were tasked at killing him and bringing his body back to the fleet to collect our payment.”

The other bounty hunters proceeded to aim their blasters at Krieza as well, beginning to set the charge and about to fire their blasters all at once.

The weakened Krieza simply laid there as a smirk appeared on his face. He’d watch the man state that he was a former general of the fleet. That was good in Krieza’s eyes, after all, he didn’t like the fleet or the Saiyan Kingdom for what they did in taking over his home planet. Before the blast could even reach him, a barrier was formed up. Kreiza’s eyes had widen in mere shock.

Whoever this man was, he had the strength to stop all of the attacks these bounty hunters had to throw at them. Krieza then looked to the sky, remembering the teachings that his father had given him before he had left the planet. If his brute form couldn’t make wonders, his monsterous form, which was his speedster form would do just the trick.

His exoskeleton of a skull began to grow into abnormal proportions, his body remained the same height and weight, but spikes began to grow on his shoulder and his elbow, looking like two blades from afar.

He’d grit his teeth together like he was sawing down something. He’d move with a blur speed and before the bounty hunters could even detect his presence. A strong gust of wind was present each time he was close to each and every one of them. Within two seconds time they all were down for the count and slashed up due of his spikes cutting up their bodies. He’d head back beside Kraktus and smile, reverting to his suppressive form.

“Thanks for your help kind sir! The names Krieza, royal families of both Cold and Fross! But you already know that!”

He’d then try to float and hover in the air with his legs folded across each other in an Indian style. He’d attempt to touch the man’s tentacle beard and simply giggle at it.

“Ooooooooooo interesting! You have a funny mouth mister!”

Before he could even touch the man’s tentacle mouth, his hand was grabbed. He’d then bring his hand to his side as the man went about sitting on a rock as Krieza then floated in the air with his legs folded across one another with his finger to his lip and having a curious and excited facial expression.

“I see a beard mouth hm.”

Then he started to ask him about how he became a fugitive and Krieza had both his hands to his hips and still floating in the air.

“Well, both my parents were both royals. However my mother was born in an off world planet and she met my dad who had came there to invade the planet. He couldn’t find himself to kill her because of her beauty. Call it pretty unusual for how most arcosians are. Well, he decided to abandon the fleet and the both of them are still on the run ever since. They allowed me to live the planet we were on in order to explore the galaxy. I just haven’t been so lucky considering that all these mercenaries and bounty hunters keep coming after me.”

He’d scratch the back of his head.

“But I guess that’s just my luck. Living life alone and on the run. But it’s all thanks to you minister that I’m alive!

So what can I do to help ya!”

He smiled with glee, floating close to Kraktus and making raspberry faces.

“I am very strong and can do lots of stuff!”

He’d land to his feet and shadow boxing the air with quick pace. Then he would fire a series of thin beams out of his ten fingers and impacting the mountains and such that were off in the distance. Explosions would happen from afar as he stood on the ground with both his hands to his hips and his tail curled. His back would be shown to Kraktus until he decided to perform a handstand and now faced Kraktus.

“I am really really really flexible!”

He walked with little to no struggle, even performing a one handed handstand and pointing his other free hand at Kraktus like a pistol.

“Pew pew!”

He’d show his pearly white teeth and smile at him.

Krieza proceeded to continue to walk on his hands like he was some type of circus clown. He spotted a nearby frog on a rock and began to bite down onto it as Kraktus made his statement as to why his parents chose to send him here. Puzzled and looking at Kraktus rather strange, he spat out the frog and immediately got to his feet and performing a short front flip and catching to his feet just barely. He sat on the snow and looked up to Kraktus like a mentor. 

"Well it wasn't exactly my parents decision where I decided to go. I just randomly hit some coordinates on the pod and boom. Here I am on this planet. My ship however, was shot down by some bounty hunters that wanted to get rid of me. So I have no way to get off this planet even if I wanted to. My parents both trusted me in exploring the galaxy because of my strength, so much so, they don't even bother looking for me." 

He'd look to his newfound friend and smirked. 

"So if you saved me because you thought I was interesting then prepared to be amazed!" 

He'd float in the air so suddenly, opening his arms out like he was an airplane and began to fly around Kraktus and whooshing around him. 

"EEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!"

"WHOOOSH!"

He'd finally land right beside Kraktus and began to sit on the ground and looking up to the sky. 

"I can make myself be an airplane if I wanted to Mister. I have a special talent not many have. But you know something mister, I wish my parents were here. I'm all alone on this planet. Tell me something Mister, what do you see when you look up at the sky and at the clouds?"

He'd look at a particularly large cloud which reminded him of his parents and his eyes grew sorrow. Meeting half way, he'd continue to look up, hoping to see something else that was interesting in the clouds.