The Progeny and Their Sins [Invite Kon]

Considering the circumstances and all the events, her current life wasn't all that bad. Hell, she should consider herself grateful even. For a person who had never finished her education, Kon had a roof under her head, hot meals three times a day, and even was steadily making enough money so that her future seemed promising. In comparison to where she was heading, everything was almost going perfectly for her.

But there was something that was missing. As good as her current life was, Kon wasn't satisfied with the results. No, there was something missing but what was it? This lingering feeling kept eating away in her mind, grating against her thoughts from the moment that she woke up till the moments she would go to sleep at night. Why? Why was she still feeling like this when her life was arguably so much better when she left everything behind? Why didn't she want to give up on the past when her future was out right in front of her?

Gah! Before she knew it, her fist had struck the mirror inside her room, sending the shards of glass flying across her room. A few cuts pierced her skin, blood oozing from the cuts. The pain hardly registered in her mind, but the fact that she had managed to injure herself from something so mundane and weak, to begin with, bothered her. But still, why did she care? She left her old fighting life behind, so why couldn't she just move on completely? While she hadn't sworn off using her strength completely as she had years ago, she couldn't care less about growing stronger. But still, if that was the case why did she care so much about how weak she was now?

Maybe some fresh air was all she needed. After all, she had just spent the past few weeks working tirelessly without the break. Grabbing a few tissues to clean her cuts, Kon made her way out the door and soon into the sky. Even the sensation of flight felt odd, especially after she had neglected this ability in favor of buses and carpools. However, they weren't fast enough. She wanted to get out here now and as far as possible. She allowed her body to take her to where she desired, allowing her mind to race and these frustrating emotions to sort themselves out.

However, her energy had dwindled from lack of training. Before long, she found herself having to take a break from flying, falling down to the forest below her. Sure, it could have been dangerous, but Kon wasn't entirely defenseless. She still knew how to fight and could do so if needed. Her descent was rougher than she would have liked, producing an audible thump sound that sent vibrations up her body, but it was a welcome distraction. She only wished that it would have lasted longer.

The sudden voice caused Kon to jump. She wasn't expecting anyone out here in the first place, not to mention someone that she had met in the past. The fact she had encountered someone in the middle of nowhere was almost nostalgic to her, reminding her of the time when she was on the run. Still, she wasn't sure whether or not this person was a threat or not to her. Warily, she would turn around to meet the source of the voice to find a rather familiar face. For a second, she simply couldn't speak, taking a brief moment to take in the appearance of this stranger. It felt as if the answer to the question was on the tip of her tongue, yet despite her best efforts the name or the exact face could not come to her mind. It frustrated her, especially when he had plenty of inhumane qualities, a clue that should have clearly helped her. Yet even with the clue, why couldn't she figure it out?

Regardless of whether she knew who he was or not, Kon's position would shift instantly, changing towards a defensive stance almost naturally. However, her face would show clear confusion, giving him a window to see her troubled thoughts. It probably would have been a better idea to run, especially since she was out of form from lack of training. However, past experiences have proven that running away was generally futile as those she met would always come catching back up to her. Besides there was something keeping her here, something that she couldn't explain aside from a strong desire to stay here. By no means was Kon calm or even brave, the encounter bringing back countless suppressed emotions from years that have gone by, however, she wanted to solve this strange mystery that was in front of her.

"I should be asking you the same thing." She said after a few moments of silence. Kon didn't move, standing there silently as her gaze focused upon the eyes that she had sworn she's seen once in her life. "I don't know you and I don't want any trouble. Let's just pretend we didn't see each other, okay?" Her voice was clearly trembling despite her efforts to hide it. Hell, she could hardly stop her entire body from shaking, to begin with. Her already jumbled thoughts and emotions were once again stirred up, causing her head to ache. Why now? What was even happening to her?

Kon honestly didn't know how to react to the demon, Boryoku's, words. As much as she wanted to believe in what he said, she was still wary of past experiences, not to mention that he was making her feel strange... His mere presence elicited a certain response from her, keeping her from hiding her emotions and appear more fearful than she would have liked. However, Kon quickly dismissed it up to deja vu. A majority of her encounters typically ended in violence, what was to say this one wouldn't either? Still, she was at least willing to give him a chance and hear him out, although she would quickly turn the moment that he would do anything that was even remotely threatening.

All he wanted was questions so far. Okay, she could do that. Granted most of her experiences upon Earth were rather mundane, and she had purposely chosen to ignore most of the major news in her efforts to escape her past life but surely she could at least answer a few questions. Her posture relaxed, as her hands would fall down limply by her sides. "Alright," she asked cautiously, voice still trembling from the fear that she felt before. She did her best to even her breathing at the very least, although she couldn't stop the subtle trembles from her body. "What do you want to know?"

He didn't do anything remotely threatening yet, so why was she terrified? She could defend herself, even if it had been a couple of years since her last fight. Hopefully talking this out some more would at the very least calm her nerves enough so that she wasn't so jittery.

The questions started simple enough. Without much hesitation, Kon quickly answered the first question. "Yeah, we're on Earth." She said with a nod. However, his second question was what had caused her to hesitate. her eyes fell upon the tail that was connected to her back, a sign of her heritage as a saiyan. It was foreign finally acknowledging who she was, especially from her past hatred of saiyans. However, she had grown neutral to the species, and the fact that she had their blood in her body. "I'm not human, but rather another species called Saiyan." The words felt foreign in her mouth despite the fact that there was some truth behind her words. She was keeping the fact that she was a hybrid a secret but why did it matter if she did? It had no relevance to the conversation at hand, and she doubts that he would pry too much into her background.

For some reason, his next question was easier for her to answer than his previous one. "I heard he caused a lot of destruction somewhere on Earth," she said with a shrug. It was one of the situations that Kon didn't keep up with. All of this happened during the time when she was more concerned about her own survival rather than the state of the planet. Sure, it was horrifying and a tragedy, but even today she couldn't care less about what had happened. "I dunno much about him aside from that to be honest. Didn't really pay much attention to it. I don't even know what the guy looks like." The words came almost nonchalantly out of her mouth despite the fact that she had just spoken about a major tragedy. People died from plenty of sad events, how different was the attack from any natural disaster or the like?

After answering his questions, Boryoku would finally open up about the situation he was in. Kon knew that a typical person generally would offer to help him out, but she felt nothing in this situation. He was nothing more than a random stranger to her, one that was oddly curious about that powerful demon that attacked the Earth awhile ago. She had no idea how to even respond to the words, instead choosing to ignore them in favor of his final question. Was it safe for her to give him her name? It wasn't as if he knew her to begin with, especially when his own name didn't ring any bells although he still looked so familiar... "My name is Kon," she said after a few moments of silence. "You got any more questions or are you done?" The talk had allowed her to relax even more, but her guard still remained up, wary if her answers were to trigger some sort of reaction from him.

Thank goodness things weren't hitting the fan. After having nearly all her previous encounters devolve into violence, it was a nice change for once to have a conversation with someone, although granted there was a certain part of her that did miss those days. The demon would continue, rattling off names that she was only vaguely aware of. "I only know that Kayen is the queen of the saiyans and that's it." She responded with a shrug. Why the hell he would expect her, regardless of whether she was a saiyan or not, to have personal contact with such an important figure or even know where her exact location remained a mystery. Such was the same as the president of Earth. "Same for Carro. Us citizens don't get a free pass to meet with someone like him just because we live on this planet, although I'm guessing he's in Central City since that's where all the big law stuff takes place." Kon didn't know what he expected when he was asking someone as insignificant as her.

Suddenly the conversation of their topic shifted to the cuts upon her hand from the mirror incident earlier today. Instinctively, she hid it behind her back, obscuring it from the demon's view. "Dropped some dishes and was trying to clean them up," she said without missing a beat. There was really no reason to lie about the truth of her wound, but Kon wasn't particularly keen about opening up her true emotions to someone that she had just met. Despite her attempts to act cool, she quickly dismissed the subject, hoping that he would focus on something else. "Look it's not related to the rest of this, can we move on?" She was fine with answering general questions about the world (primarily because it was either she knew it or she didn't) but going into something like that made her feel anxious.

It wasn't difficult to read her emotions, a fact that she had been aware of almost her entire life. She frequently wore her emotions on her sleeve, yet still, it never felt easier nor did it ever make her feel less weak. She hated being this vulnerable, yet nothing could ever patch this giant window to her personal thoughts. Why couldn't she be stronger in that regard as well? Everything she did to try and just not is so obvious always ended in failure and it was one of the most frustrating things in the world. In response to his words, she would merely avert her eyes, letting out a quiet "tch" of annoyance.

She continued to listen to his words, and honestly, she couldn't help but agree with them. For so long she had found herself conflicted about her place, her own stance, and everything about this world that she had no idea what to think about it anymore. After remaining silent for what felt like an eternity, Kon would finally respond with a statement of her own. "I'm sorry but I can't trust anyone. They don't care about me, they only care about what they want to see." The words she tried so desperately to hide finally came out, and it had honestly felt quite liberating towards her. Everything felt like a lie, from the life she lived now to the society that they were in. "I'm not afraid of just you, but everyone else as well."

No matter how much bravado she put on, there was no hiding the truth from herself. She had realized it quite a while ago, but her own pride refused to let her admit it. If she had the power, she would tear it all down, but the reality was far from the truth. "Are you happy now that you know this?" She asked, a hint of resentment edging on her voice. Why was this, out of everything, the straw that broke the camel's back?

There was a part of Kon that truly did want to pour her heart out to the stranger. After keeping most of her internal feelings, her struggles, and thoughts to herself for nearly all her life, she just wanted to let it all out. Her common sense, however, objected greatly to the thought. He was nothing more than a stranger, and to let him know about her personal struggles would only lead to trouble. Hell, the amount of information she shared with Boryoku already exceeded her own personal comfort zone. She would not respond to his initial question, remaining tight-lipped.

His second question, although personal, was something that Kon could explain although she wasn't particularly feeling up to telling the truth. "This?" She began, running her good hand through the locks of orange hair. "Well, you're right. It's supposed to be black, but I didn't feel like it fit my style so I dyed it." Kon answered without a hitch. The lie felt almost reassuring, there was no sense of guilt that accompanied it. Besides, it was more just a sign that she wasn't willing to divulge such information if he were to figure out the truth. Regardless, she didn't spend too much time dwelling on whether or not he would learn it or not.

"You want to know why I'm here," Kon repeated his words. Well, to be frank, she wasn't completely sure herself either. Her body acted more than her mind had, and as such she simply wasn't able to come up with a truth that satisfied herself, much less the person in front of her. "Fresh air. The more trees the better quality air there is. I'm not a battle crazed monster all the time." She spoke, her words taking on a slightly sharper tone at the end of her sentence. As this conversation did not appear to be ending soon, Kon leaned against a nearby tree, trying to make herself comfortable. She would cross her arms, hiding her wounded hand underneath her armpit to keep it out of view once again. "I could ask the same for you as well. Why are you out here Boryoku and why are you so interested in me?"