Post by Thaw on Feb 24, 2021 15:10:24 GMT -6
Yangcong's father, Kabu was a strong and fit saiyan officer which lead a small task force that was responsible to intercept the tuffle's new advanced technology that was being shipped from location to location to further aid the power struggle between both sides. On Planet Plant the resistance was strong and both sides saw conflict and dramatic life event changes on both sides. When the ambush had happened and the bad news came to Rukkora's doorstep she didn't know how to take the news. The tuffle wife of a fallen soldier had collapsed to the ground. The money that her husband had acquired and the death proceeds from it, would be more than enough to stable the family for generations to come due to Kabu living the life of basic necessities and not spending his money on high end stuff. Yangcong was in the backyard of the house just training day in and day out punching and kicking at a gigantic oak tree. Rukkora didn't know how to break the news. She stood on the backend of the porch and looked at the tired Yangcong.
"Yangcong, can you come here."
After the news was told to him, he had collapsed and cried. A few months had passed and now he was wearing the typical saiyan uniform that every child would wear just before heading over to the military. His mother Rukkora couldn't let him go and continued to hug him.
"Mom you have to let me go."
She held back her tears and let her boy go. During this time period, if a family member didn't allow their child to enlist, they would face a prison sentence until the war was over and the son would go into the foster care system which ultimately were sent to the frontline of the war effort. Yangcong was now on a hover bus filled with new recruits. He was excited and determined to make his family proud. Upon arriving at the station, he lined up with the rest of the saiyan candidates. Each were interviewed and process, and now it was Yangcong's turn.
"What is your name, your age, your race, and what job position do you want?"
"My name is Yangcong, i'm 11, i'm a hybrid, my mom is a tuffle and my father is a saiyan, and the job I want is to be an infantryman."
"Alright, take your gear and get to the training grounds."
Upon arriving each of the candidates were tested to see how they would fair in combat. Yangcong was the worst student they had received, no power to speak of and on top of that, he couldn't enter the ape transformation despite having a tail. This had made the drill instructors curious at first but they had came to the conclusion. They had pulled him to the side and told him.
"I'm sorry son, but we can't have you here in this unit."
"But why?"
"You may have a saiyan tail, but you have the genes of your mother as well, which is why you can't transform. I'm sorry but, we can't take you. You will end up dead before you could even pose a threat to anyone. My advice for you, is to enter the counter intelligence department."
"The counta, the county, the count.... um."
"Just head over back to the lady you spoke with earlier and she will tell you all about it."
Yangcong had went back to the interview room and the woman had interviewed him again.
"The counter intelligence department is for those who won't ever see the frontline. They are behind the scenes type where they go out and scout known tuffle campsites and gather intel and brings it back to us. They let us know how many soldiers they have, what technology they currently have, and what countermeasures we can do to prevent all that."
"But I want to be on the frontlines, where I can make a true change. I don't want to do scouting or anything like that. I want to make a difference!"
She had placed her index finger to her lip, finally looking at her computer.
"Well the spy division is coming up. If you're interested?"
"Spy?"
"Yes, the Spy division is in charge of entering the enemy territory and sometimes they stay within a few days to months to even years. They are developed all around and only a select few are chosen. It's a life or death situation and is very dangerous. At times, your commanding officer may order you to end the life of an important figure head or abandon the operation all together. Are you interested in joining?"
"Yes I am."
Yangcong was placed in the spy training grounds, where the lead drill instructor began to speak up.
"Welcome you maggots, I hope you are ready. 100 of you stand here before me. We are looking for only ten of you. The rest will be kicked out of the program. Now I will go over the procedure that you will go through.
The first task we will put you one by one in a crowded room. You will then have to tell us who is watching you. There can be one person watching you or more than that.
The second task you will have to spot a target of interest that we will let you know who it is. Your job will be to identify them and make sure you aren't spotted by them. They won't know its you, so they will be blinded by that information.
and finally the third task, your job will be to eliminate an android without him spotting you or seeing where you are coming from. Any questions?"
No one had spoke and all had understood the rules.
"Good, only ten of you will be selected and the others will be thrown out of the program."
"Yangcong, can you come here."
After the news was told to him, he had collapsed and cried. A few months had passed and now he was wearing the typical saiyan uniform that every child would wear just before heading over to the military. His mother Rukkora couldn't let him go and continued to hug him.
"Mom you have to let me go."
She held back her tears and let her boy go. During this time period, if a family member didn't allow their child to enlist, they would face a prison sentence until the war was over and the son would go into the foster care system which ultimately were sent to the frontline of the war effort. Yangcong was now on a hover bus filled with new recruits. He was excited and determined to make his family proud. Upon arriving at the station, he lined up with the rest of the saiyan candidates. Each were interviewed and process, and now it was Yangcong's turn.
"What is your name, your age, your race, and what job position do you want?"
"My name is Yangcong, i'm 11, i'm a hybrid, my mom is a tuffle and my father is a saiyan, and the job I want is to be an infantryman."
"Alright, take your gear and get to the training grounds."
Upon arriving each of the candidates were tested to see how they would fair in combat. Yangcong was the worst student they had received, no power to speak of and on top of that, he couldn't enter the ape transformation despite having a tail. This had made the drill instructors curious at first but they had came to the conclusion. They had pulled him to the side and told him.
"I'm sorry son, but we can't have you here in this unit."
"But why?"
"You may have a saiyan tail, but you have the genes of your mother as well, which is why you can't transform. I'm sorry but, we can't take you. You will end up dead before you could even pose a threat to anyone. My advice for you, is to enter the counter intelligence department."
"The counta, the county, the count.... um."
"Just head over back to the lady you spoke with earlier and she will tell you all about it."
Yangcong had went back to the interview room and the woman had interviewed him again.
"The counter intelligence department is for those who won't ever see the frontline. They are behind the scenes type where they go out and scout known tuffle campsites and gather intel and brings it back to us. They let us know how many soldiers they have, what technology they currently have, and what countermeasures we can do to prevent all that."
"But I want to be on the frontlines, where I can make a true change. I don't want to do scouting or anything like that. I want to make a difference!"
She had placed her index finger to her lip, finally looking at her computer.
"Well the spy division is coming up. If you're interested?"
"Spy?"
"Yes, the Spy division is in charge of entering the enemy territory and sometimes they stay within a few days to months to even years. They are developed all around and only a select few are chosen. It's a life or death situation and is very dangerous. At times, your commanding officer may order you to end the life of an important figure head or abandon the operation all together. Are you interested in joining?"
"Yes I am."
Yangcong was placed in the spy training grounds, where the lead drill instructor began to speak up.
"Welcome you maggots, I hope you are ready. 100 of you stand here before me. We are looking for only ten of you. The rest will be kicked out of the program. Now I will go over the procedure that you will go through.
The first task we will put you one by one in a crowded room. You will then have to tell us who is watching you. There can be one person watching you or more than that.
The second task you will have to spot a target of interest that we will let you know who it is. Your job will be to identify them and make sure you aren't spotted by them. They won't know its you, so they will be blinded by that information.
and finally the third task, your job will be to eliminate an android without him spotting you or seeing where you are coming from. Any questions?"
No one had spoke and all had understood the rules.
"Good, only ten of you will be selected and the others will be thrown out of the program."
