Dragon Ball RP Thread (Topic 1/3)

"This should be a good opportunity to see where I stand." Elkius said as he saw the two start their fight.

Cabba had fallen for his feint and was hit away by Hit's jab. Blood poured from Cabba's mouth moments after.

"You really are an assassin," Cabba said. He then transformed into a Super Saiyan 2 and readied himself.

A trickle of sweat went down from Hit's brow, the only discomfort on his cool figure. He couldn't afford much time fighting Cabba. The Assassin readied himself, and threw himself at Cabba, and once more stopped time. Hit would aim for a hut to his abdomen.

However, with a frighting pace Caulifa and her forces would head to the palace.

Cabba had predicted where Hit's blow would land. But it wouldn't reach him, instead a blast from King Cale's transformed state would fly towards Hit--interrupting the fight.

Oh so he's predicted my Time-Skip, Hit mused in a brief moment, the assassin supposed he'd have to switch things up during time stop. However, before anything could come of it, King Cale's blast interrupted their match.

King Cale began to stroke his beard and stood up from his throne.

"Enough of this foolishness. Emperor Frost, would you lend me assistance to rid us of this villain?"

"Uh, I-... I'm not that strong!" Frost squeaked from behind Elikus. "To be completely honest I'd only get in the way-"

In an instant, as he interrupted Frost's awnser, Hit would start off with an obvious punch. Then he stopped time, and threw a powerful kick, at Cabba.

Caulifa came ever closer.

Cabba would be flung backwards straight through the wall. There was more power in that kick then it appeared, it didn't help that Hit knew exactly where to land his blows.

"Cabba!" King Cale yelled. Several saiyans then began to charge Hit, attacking him.

In a flash of an eye, all the brave guards who had leapt at Hit were down on the ground. The Assassin had struck every single one of their pressure points. He walked to King Calah. If nothing were done he'd use another Flash Crush Fist to kill the king.

With an explosion of power, a devastating blow had landed on the king. Blood poured from his mouth as his hair turned black. He still stood for a few moments and tears began to fall from his eyes.

"S-Son, it's all--" King Cale then collapsed to the ground, his life had faded.

On Champa's Planet . . .

"Huh?" Cale suddenly ceased his training with Vados.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"It-it's nothing," Cale replied. He had a bad feeling, but what he didn't know was that his father had passed on to the Other World.

Elkius saw the body of the assassinated King, with a stoic face. However, if one was able to see for an extremely short amount of time, they could see Elkius eerily grinning before coming back to his stoic facade.

"Looks like the deal is off," He turned to Frost. "I suggest we leave this planet, as we have no more reasons to stay here. It would be better to avoid unnecessary conflict."

Like a twisted craftman sizing up their newest work, Hit would assess King Cale's corpse. It was like all of his kills, there had been no passion in his murder, no vengeance, there hadn't been a whisp of emotion as he did the deed. But that was a lie... he had felt impatience, at how he had been on a literal dead line, but that was all over now. It was an art, his profession, that's what Hit believed, he turned living people into sacks of meat. However, this job had been sloppy, and amateurish. He had killed one of King Cale's guards, spent precious moments battling Cabba, before injuring, and finally knocking out some more guards. It was quite frankly embarrassing.

A bomb landed in King Cale's royal docking stations. With a crack it ignited, and with a harsh whoosh fire and brimestone would washed over the grounds, it destroyed all the ships, killed the men onboard. Hit slunk into the shadows.

With a crash, a huge warship plowed into King Cale's palace, on the side of the warship was a cartoonish face of Caulifa. They had finally arrived. The palace groaned from the damage it had sustained, huge chunks of it broke off, and a spire toppled down and slammed into the courtyard, and it blanketed it with dust.

"S-SHIT!" Frost cried, "Elikus, we have to get out of here!"

"Sure, let's get out of this shithole!" Elkius exclaimed. "Hold on to me!" As he said this, he would blast the roof and create a large hole. He grabbed Frost and flew through the entrance he had made.

"There's three choices here, listen carefully.

First, we run away and try to find another ship. Second, we hijack this one," He'd point at Caulifla's ship.

"Third..We do nothing and die. What should we do?"

Frost gripped tightly onto Elikus's back. "I-I, don't think that's a good idea." Frost shouted over the rubble which fell, "they outgun us, they outnumber us, and, and..." Frost's jaw began to drop, as he felt a deep and heavy aura, and it promised an insurmountable amount of aura beyond this. It came from Caulifa's ship. "Can you feel that?" He whispered as he turned a shade of pale fright, "it's her right hand man."

"Feel what? What are you-" Before he finished his sentence, he quickly turned to Caulifla's ship. The power levels themselves weren't too impressive, but one KI in particular was strange...

Out from it, He could see raw, untapped aura that sent chills down his spine. Heading into the ship, would be the same as entering a deep, pitch black cave. The KI, was much like a ticking bomb. At first glance, not impressive...but, should it unleash, it would be disastrous.

It was too dangerous to engage battle with whoever it belonged to.

"Y-Yeah...I guess we should look elsewhere." Elkius said, before turning around, and going in opposite way from the ship.