✧1.He had indeed reached a new level of speed, the Saiyan felt it and could only smirk from how much faster he would be now. With this speed he would have a better chance of overwhelming the enemy with flurries of attacks. Even more so his Shooting Starstrike Flash was faster as well, he would enjoy being able to see the difference in speed between that and his regular attacks. He had wondered how fast the red head and strange man were, if their speed was something special then he would have to make the comparison himself. Pars surprisingly enjoyed the prospect of racing, it was a test of physical ability that greatly acted as a measuring stick between the speed of individuals. Denin had held several races on Geridza’s ship, simply to see where everyone was at in terms of speed.
2. But now was the time for resting, he would need to think of what to work on next and gather back up as much energy as he could. With his feet back on the ground, he had crouched, then rested his rear on the grass, and then flopped on his back and stretched his legs forward, fully laying down. He looked back up at the clouds he had thrashed with his speeds. They also had some form of damage to them, mostly in the shape of holes though. He wondered what would happen to someone once he hit them with with so much momentum being packed behind his attacks. If Fuu-koul was anything to go by then the amount of damage would increase by a deal along with his hitting strength. Speed is weight, the faster something moved the more weight it had behind it.
3. In the event of a crisis, Geridza’s ship had a specific weapon built into it that caused mass destruction on a continental scale. It utilized several 20 foot long rods of 1 foot in diameter as ammunition, the material itself was composed of a fairly durable space metal often found on many planets, Earth being an exception. From orbit, the rods would be loaded into a rail cannon and then fired at its designated target from orbit. The damage it could cause was on the nuclear scale, easily able to deal great harm to any single continent. This style of weaponry was simply known as “Kinetic Bombardment.” As the name would suggest, it utilized the kinetic energy given to the rod from the rail cannon and the freefall to a planet’s surface.
4. Pars had only seen Geridza use this weapon once and never again after that. The situation that called for it was during the rare Mercenary work the entire ship would get from time to time. While they were all Bounty Hunters, they would all not hesitate in the slightest to take mercenary work. Money was money after all. The particular assignment had involved killing a large, previously thought extinct, monster. The beast had strong regenerative abilities that made it hard to kill, even with strong beam attacks as it could regenerate from a cellular level.
5. There were few things Pars remembered from that mission. Among them was him trying to fight the monster head on, but that ended with him being tail slapped through several buildings and then nearly stomped through the building he landed in and into the ground. Luckily Sujichi had saved him before the beast could do such a thing. From there he had faded in and out of conscious as the tail was large enough to hit Pars’ entire fourteen year old body and even broke several bones. It was a miracle he was still alive. Due to the fact its regenerative abilities were too much even for Geridza, everyone has fled back to the ship where the Frost Demon ordered the rail cannon to be shot.
✧1.Pars never did get a full story of what happened during his times of unconsciousness. He was simply told that everyone fled to the ship and the monster was then blasted from orbit. He wished people were more clear with him, it felt like they couldn't trust him with the truth. Something notable did change after that mission however, something that no one acknowledged. That change was that every now and then a roaring-like sound echoed about throughout the ship. It sounded familiar, but Pars could never remember what the noise was.
2. Deciding to put that away until a appropriate time came to think of it again, Pars started the next step to his training. In order to give his body some semblance of a rest from his more extreme training methods, he would do simple workout routines to simply build up his stamina. It would not be as much compared to going to the same lengths as before, but his body needed a bit of lightening up. Even the reckless and hot blooded Pars knew how to do simple exercises, it wasn’t a challenge nor was it a big enough change for him to even complain about. It was going back to the basics and reapplying them to help improve himself. It was indeed important to always remember the basics, how to set up a punch, how to throw a proper kick, how to defend yourself; if you mastered how to throw a basic punch.
3. The first exercise would be simple sit ups to work his abdominal muscles. With a rough laying down, practically letting himself fall onto his back, Pars had bent up his knees and brought his intertwined fingers behind his head. From there head had started to lift his torso up into a sitting position, never moving his legs out of position in any way. He had continued these sit ups for quite sometime, going pass a thousand in less time than there should have been. After a few more hundred, Pars rolled over onto his chest and stomach, legs now straight and plams against the grass. Push Ups, like Sit Ups, were a simple manner, while some did have difficulty, Pars felt it was a good light exercise compared to his usual methods.
4. Pars started pushing his body from the ground and then letting it back down. Each time his body was lowered to the ground, it was propped up very few inches above the ground, he could feel the blades of grass tickling him. As he continued to perform push ups, Pars started to put more strength behind the exercise, causing his feet and hands to be pressed into the grassy soil. Wanting to add a bit more challenge into it Pars moved his right arm to his back and went from a full left hand against the ground to two fingers to prop him up. If it wasn't obvious before, Pars enjoyed making his training more difficult than it should be, though would be generous to his body depending on events or training prior. The Saiyan had completed a good amount, by Saiyan standards, Pars popped himself up back onto his feet, pushing off the ground with greater strength.
5. Being back on his feet, Pars had begun to perform the exercising act of Squats. His body moved up and down, going to and from a standing and sitting position. He was starting to feel the benefits behind doing simple exercises after doing such intense training, no doubt his body was thanking him for lightening it up. Once he did another Saiyan's worth of Squats, Pars would need to prepare for his next training session. His next step would be his reflexes, so it was indeed a good idea to lighten up his training and rest to prepare for it.
✧1.Pars was nearing the end of his whole training marathon, he only had just two more, possibly 3, training sessions left to go and he would call it a day. Pars was indeed someone who liked go work to break his limits, even basic exercises. The former bounty hunter did not do well with denying the basic urges that all Saiyans had, fighting, training, and lots of reckless behavior. It probably didn't help the fact he was a full blooded Saiyan. These basic needs were always something that had pissed off the Anti-Pars Faction on Geridza's ship. His tenacity for training despite the abuse was increasingly annoying for any one of them.
2. There was someone on that ship who was a particular anomaly, even among the mass amount of unique persons on that ship, there was only a singular person that no one understood. Even the compulsively lying Danbarz was saner than this person. For every time someone was assigned to this madman, they aptly dropped out of whatever bounty or mission they would go on with him. This was because he had no sense of keeping collateral damage under control. Whenever he went out it was often that someone was going to end up critically injured, whether it be civilians, the bounty, or sometimes even crew mates. Perhaps this was because Geridza had put him in charge of torture, to help him get his killing urges under control.
3. This person was apart of the reason why Pars had enjoyed inflicting fear into his targets when fighting them. This person had came equipped with a hook gauntlet on one hand, and a skewer on the other. No one really knew where he came from, but it was clear he didn't used to be twenty five percent machine. Indeed this person was none other than Aiameda, a cat-like alien who had a particular interest in Pars. Many would call this interest borderline creepy and stalkerish. Everywhere Pars went Aiameda followed, at least when Umabok or Sujichi weren't around.
4. No one knew why he had such a interest in the Saiyan, especially when rumors speculated that his race was one of their victims. Other rumors stated that as a sadist he wanted to see if the Zenkai Boost was a true ability Saiyans possessed. It was this rumored reason which had been true that Aiameda often fought with the Anti-Pars faction, not because they bullied the Saiyan, but because they never went far enough. The cyborg had wanted to see if the Zenkai boost was real and if there was any way to give himself an upgrade which would do the same. He would often beat Pars’ bullies into submission from the very fact alone they hadn't gone far enough with Pars’ beatings. This had only raged the abusers on to going further with the Pars abuse, but still never what Aiameda wanted.
5. No one, much like with Danbarz, truly knew where Aiameda had come from. He was as many described: a “Creepy Enigma.” as along with the mystery behind his behavior and origins, he tended to disappear the moment someone stopped paying attention. Whether this was him simply leaving in a fashion that obscured him or he simply knew how to hide presence, he was one of the few things on Geridza's ship that kept everyone on their toes no matter how relaxing of a day it was. Sometimes one could find metal shavings on the ground, now this meant either a certain other Bounty Hunter had gotten back into the habit of scratching themselves until peels of their skin came off, or Aiameda tending to his hook or skewer. This meant that he was ready or about to kill or critically injure something and it was always hard to tell just who or what that might be. But in the end, Pars saw him as someone that would keep things interesting, and he was pretty sure why Geridza kept the cyborg lunatic on board his ship.
✧1.Another bit of resting had gone by and that meant more training! Pars hadn't really felt this good during a training session in a long while. Before the reason he trained was for a goal that may or may never happen, it was never clear when it would come. But because of those women and men he had met earlier, his goal was suddenly given new life. Indeed with this newly born rejuvenation of his dream and goal, Pars could once again train in earnest. Perhaps if they would allow it, the red head and man that had fought Ares could join him, If they could keep up.
2. For this next training session, Pars would focus on his reflexes. As if it even needed to be said, reflexes were very important to combat. The very nature of the action was for your body to automatically move according to certain stimuli. Such examples include a small rubber rubber going to your knee thus causing it to jerk, damage to a area of the body could lead you to cover it up, or Pars’ favorite for no reason other than it failing more often than not: ducking your head to avoid a flying object that happens to be towards your head. These were indeed important, probably more than one would think or expect. To show his understand of its importance, Pars was prepared to test his reflexes in first a very minor way, and then another round of ki blasts.
3. The first part of this training session would involve the Saiyan taking an object, breaking it down into debris, and then tossing it up into the air which he would move to dodge each and every piece. It might not be possible when one brings the relative size of both Pars and the debris into the occasion, but he would dodge as many as needed. Pars started this by scanning the area of anything he could use at all. To no one's surprise there was nothing, just grass upon grass for miles. “Oh sure Pars go to the one place that has next to nothing you can use as effective debris when there's a wasteland, which still at least has rocks, and that one rocky area, WHICH HAS MORE ROCKS!” He complained to himself, truly wondering what he had been thinking when he chose this place to train. Huffing at the concept of having to use dirt and patches of grass to train, Pars walked into the crater he made earlier scooped his hands into the scorched earth. The extreme burning behind his attack had burnt the soil to the point of being harder and the crater had revealed very few rocks Pars could actually use.
4. The Saiyan gripped and pulled out a good handful of the incredibly burnt earth. He really did wish he had the hindsight of going to somewhere with more options, but this would do. The Saiyan tilted his torso upwards, legs taking on a stance to better situate his body. He swung his dirt filled hand back as far as it could go. Then with a mighty swing, Pars threw the handful high into the air. That would not be the end as he kept throwing more and more handfuls. After about five handfuls, Pars closed his eyes and waited for the clods of burnt debris to fall, wishing to give his senses control. Within almost no time at all gravity threw the dirt back down and as they fell, Pars begin dodging them, his body completely reacting to the falling dirt.
5. With that out of the way Pars re-opened his eyes and suddenly began to rapidly thrust his hands. Now without what would come out of his hands he would appear as some video game sumo wrestler, but ki would rapidly fire out, ten weakened shots of ki rocketing out from his palm and towards the horizon. With a quick movement of his hand the blasts of ki came hurtling back at the Young Saiyan. His body reacted well so he shot ten more shots and did the same, his body narrowly dodging them. Then five more shots, which 2 of 5 had hit his body. With how much damage he was giving his body, the Young Saiyan believed that this should be it for training which had involved risking his body, at least for this Training marathon. [-50 ki]
6. Despite being shot by fifteen ki shots, Pars, as a Saiyan, still did not feel all too satisfied with how this turned out. This wasn't nearly enough training to satisfy him, not in the slightest. But with currently no one to train with and a severe lack of equipment, Pars didn't really have any...modern? Means of training, simply exercises and pushing his limits. But luckily what Pars did have was Image Training, or just about anyone with a certain degree of martial arts, or however that works. Pars had used Image Training once before during this marathon of making up for his laziness. That ended with him feeling exhausted and in pain, that what would he expect when taking on a mental image of Umabok.
7. It might be good for him to do some mental image training with someone more on his level and no doubt they too were working hard for their promise. This person was someone who may have been Pars’ first real rival, someone who he could compete with daily. Their power and fighting style was something he couldn't laugh at as multiple times the had nearly put a hole in his stomach on multiple occasions. They were someone he could trust his life with because he knew very well they would not allow him to die, because he still had a promise with them. Pars wasn't the kind to go back on what he said, whether that meant helping someone or beating them to a pulp, she was no different and his promise with them in some way or another was a mix of both. They were someone who Pars was sure would be the first to fight him when the eventual time came for them to meet again along with the rest of the bounty hunters.
8. This person was none other than Sujichi the broken horned Yorzite. She was the perfect person for Image Training that revolved around reflexes. With her combat style greatly revolving around overwhelming the opposition, Pars would be able to take away a good amount of training in terms of reflexes. Thinking back on it, Pars had realized just how similar his and Sujichi’s fighting style was. Both greatly emphasized on attacking the opponent relentlessly, often being able to do a lot of damage to those who lacked in reflexes, speed, or defense. The Saiyan, while back on Geridza’s ship, indeed got many a time get a work out in on his reflexes in thanks to Sujichi’s relentlessness. It was because of this that he would begin his Image Training with her in mind.
9. The Saiyan had once again sat down in a crossed leg position, palms on his knees and eyes closed. Back within the black void of his inner soul and mind, his mental opponent had taken form, once again a white lead sketch drawn on a black canvas. Without any time to waste, the white sketch Sujichi charged right at the person who gave her form. There was only one thing different about her compared to her actual self and that was she had both horns, making her twice as a deadly. With both horns, Pars would have more to worry about and that was perfectly fine. Without anything else to keep him waiting, the fight between bull and monkey began. The only thing that would make this better is if Sujichi was actually here, what a reunion that would be.
10. The fight began with Sujichi’s habit: her dashing at full speed horns first. The Yorzite had no qualms about ending a fight the moment it started, she didn’t have a martial artist’s honor, only loose morals that prevented her from doing certain things. As she dashed forth with extreme speed, Pars had done the daring and quite literally grabbed the pulls by the horns. His body had reflexively jumped back to create as much distance between the two as possible before her horns ran him through, but as this happened he had reached his hands out to her and grabbed her horns. The momentum behind her dash was enough to rocket them both back quite a distance while her opponent had kept her horns from ever piercing him, though they were dangerously close to his abdomen. Pars expected nothing less from a tank-like beast as the force behind her seemed to have completely ignored how much Pars weighed or the fact he was anchoring and dragging his feet against the non-existent floor.
11. Eventually the two had stopped, Pars feeling quite the road burn against the bottom of his bare feet, but he would deal with that later. With a tight grip on her horns, leaving her unable to, at the moment, move from her position, Pars had kneed the horned alien right in the stomach, a inaudible gasp of pain coming from the cerebral Sujichi. What followed was Pars spinning her around for severals rotations, each spin he’d go faster and faster until they both became a blurry spinning top. After ten whole rotations, Pars let go, flinging the Yorzite far into the mental void’s equivalent of a sky. It was Pars’ turn to chase after her as he flew at her with full speed. He’d follow her with several kicks to her stomach, sides, and finally face to send her even further.
12. With the damage she had sustained so far, the imaginary Sujichi’s rage had peaked as she quickly stopped mid air and began her onslaught upon Pars. Her endless combos were quick and forceful, every hit held the intention of putting her target down in a single blow. Most often her attacks prioritised kicks and raking hand attacks It was thanks to the fact that her race was rather durable on all parts of their bodies that she had kept her finger nails filed to be pointed. This enhanced her raking claw attacks, making them all the deadlier; it was not uncommon for her to completely rip off someone’s face with the force, density, and sharpness behind her raking attacks. She had many nicknames and one of them just so happened to be “Iron Nail” or “Steel Rake.” These were well deserved based on the facts stated beforehand, thus it was wise to complete avoid her raking claw attacks all together.
13. However Pars wasn’t so lucky, especially when it came to fighting someone like the woman on his mind. While his reflexes allowed him to avoid the full force behind her rakes, the palms, the nails were still just as sharp as the real thing. With each and every swipe she had deeply cut somewhere on Pars’ body, blood leaking and running down the cut areas as a result. Her kicks were also hard to avoid as they often were very fast and hard swings or very fast and precise jabs. She had broken a few of his right ribs with a swinging kick and cracked the bones resting in his right bicep. The durability of the Yorzites were used more than just to defend themselves, but to also make their attacks like iron.
14. As he dodged her attacks, barely one should add, by reflexes alone, the Saiyan had completely left himself defenseless, not attacking or guarding at all. Ignoring what happened earlier and which could be chalked up to Pars’ mental body giving into habit, he had started to fully focus on simply dodging her attacks. He was lucky that they were enough for him to narrowly dodge and get grazed by her more lethal attacks, the kind aimed at his jugular and head. Pars had loved that about her, she simply had no care for anything like a martial artist’s code or whether or not her opponent lived, be they a acquintice or not. While depending on how close one was to her, the worst they would get would be a possibly life threatening wound that can be treated. Pars on many accounts had almost received one of those and frankly he didn’t mind it at all that was like this.
15. As his reflexes continued to narrowly save his life, Sujichi begun to switch up how she attacked, going from her kicks and raking attacks to now solid punches and knee strikes. She often fought like this as a way to deal more precise damage. While using her fists and knees she always aimed for critical spots along the lines of joints in order to lower the opponents’ range of movement and maneuverability. It was thanks to how familiar Pars was to her fighting style and any changes she often made to it mid combat that he was able to nearly dodge all of her attacks this time as well. However that didn’t make things any easier as where she’d hit and when was always unpredictable, never really aiming for the same place twice or throwing a hit at the same level of speed. The only way to predict her attacks was the idea of areas she would hit and pray that is where she would hit. Other than that almost no where on your body was safe from her attacks.
16. Then came a knee to the groin which had momentarily stopped Pars from moving. It was during this time she had lifted her heel all the way up to her head and then slammed it down right on the back of Pars’ head. The Axe Heel kick had blown Pars straight towards the non-existent ground and of course she chased after him with her horns fully ready to pierce him. If his reflexes were any lower she would have won, she would have pierced right through his back. But he was strong now than he would have been back on the ship. As she got close to him, his reflexes had kicked him, allowing the Saiyan to grab her flip their positions mid air. What came next was Pars pile driving her right into the voided ground, a resounding and echoing slam sounding out through his mind that knocked the Saiyan out of his trance and back into the real world.
✧1.It was incredibly evident that Image Training had a clear effect on Pars just as normal sparring would. Thanks to the fact his body moved in tune whenever he initiated the psychological simulation the Saiyan was able to get a good physical work out in as well as the mental one. He was thankful for this habit of his, it allowed him to feel fully integrated with Mental Training. It may look ridiculous, like a child playing pretend by themselves and fighting nothing, but he didn’t mind that as much as one would think. If it was a method to get him stronger than before, Pars would likely put up with how embarrassing it might be. Though if someone were to take advantage of this and trick him into doing something ridiculous, a clear and thorough beating would be at hand.
2. There were times on Geridza’s ship where Pars was tricked into doing some pretty stupid things. One of which had included him being told that eating shavings from Sujichi’s horns would make him stronger. Turned out that had been an act that was considered an act of making a marriage official on her home world. It was an odd custom but the act of having some part of one’s lover forever apart of their body was enough of a loving act that it became standard. Luckily Sujichi had stopped Pars before he could do such a thing, saying she’d rather die a million deaths than be married to him, but also the fact that because other races don’t have even their insides possessing a hint of durability, the powder and shavings of her horns would likely tear up the Saiyan’s insides. It was since that moment that Pars was often skeptical of natural medicine in general.
3. He had felt just as exhausted as he did from his Image Training with Umabok. His body felt the same pain he would have from the wounds the imaginary Sujichi gave him. He felt as though his ribs were broken, his right bicep had a crack in it, and that grazed claw marks littered his body. It made him wonder if he would have gotten away with less damage or received more if he had fought with the actual Sujichi. Even during sparring she didn’t hold back, she didn’t care how injured one would end up at the end, so long as she got stronger from it. How well would the redhead and her man friend handle fighting her?
4. Pars had truly wondered how the crew of Geridza’s ship would handle living on this planet. A great mess of them would have likely ran wild all over the planet, doing whatever they wanted as they would have likely considered it a shore leave. He could see Umabok finding more places to get money, Sujichi food, Danbarz some heavy things to lift, Fuu-koul the hardest alcohol, Aiameda some cybernetic enhancements, and one other person some metal. Pars never knew what it was Geridza liked to do on his offtimes, in fact no one knew. When the ship landed for shore leave, he banned anyone from stepping back aboard the ship once they left. The only way Pars, Umabok, and Sujichi were able to get on the ship while back on the Bazaar planet was because the Frost Demon had forgot to seal up the bay doors.
5. In fact Geridza practically forced everyone but himself off the ship during shore leave. Pars wished that one day and somehow he would be able to learn what it was. Whatever it was, it had to be something absolutely amazing! If there was any amazing hobby it would have to belong to Geridza. The Saiyan had slowly gotten up, finally being able to catch his breath, eyes slowly opening as he had yet to actually open them since he ended the Image Training. What he saw was extremely different though, more than anything he has seen on the planet yet.
✧1.There were many things on this planet he had seen which most other planets didn’t, in some cases it was refreshing and other times it was annoying. The laws on this planet held the same basics as any other planet with actual society did: Don’t kill and don’t steal. The only planets that allowed such things were planets that had no form of civilization or planets who’s police force didn’t care enough to do anything. The latter could sometimes lead to a intervention from the Galactic Patrol, the space policing force enacting martial law upon the planet. The Saiyan had enjoyed the more unlawful planets far more than the lawful was, ask any Saiyan why and it would be obvious on what the answer was. But he understood the upsides to a lawful planet, didn’t have to worry about muggings as much.
2. He, however, was not sure how to make of this sudden wormhole in the sky. It could mean many things, most which he doesn't understand because of science jargon and only one where was able to grasp that it meant this planet was going to get some visitors. This would be bad, not only for the fact that the people of this planet would in danger, but also depending on who was coming out of that wormhole they could end up bringing the Galactic Patrol’s attention right to this planet. This was not something the Saiyan wanted nor needed. However the fact this had happened during his training annoying, but he wouldn’t stop when he was so close to finishing. If there was someone strong coming from that hole in the sky Pars would need to be ready.
3. He had only three more training sessions to go, discounting this one, so he needed to work hard and fast. With a sudden drop to the grass on his rear, he had started to Meditate in order to give his ki another increase in power, doing what he could to ignore what was happening. He focused on the same things he did before, the times in which he was happiest. There were many stories in that spiky haired head of his so he was glad to have the amount. However what was happening at this moment greatly dictated what he would be focusing on as it mildly stressed him out, making it difficult to recall the more positive memories. He didn’t like truly remembering this incident as he had to work with the person he hated the most: Eom.
4. The incident he had become lost in thought on, the incident that focused him to the point that birds could come back and perch on him once again had involved a sticky situation of him and Eom having to work together. It was on a planet that was 95% percent ocean with only one large landmass encompassing the 5%. On this planet the two bitter enemies were paired together for a bounty by orders of Geridza. The only reason this happened was because Pars and Eom at that time had the same exact power level, thus Fuu-koul could have given the bounty to either one of them. As stated before, Eom was Geridza’s right hand by name and appearance only. He had no authority on the ship whatsoever, but no one else but a select few knew that. Pars was one of the few who did, most because he overheard a drunk Eom rattling on about how much better he supposedly is than the real second in command.
5. The bounty that hid on this planet was a Zoonimite who was wanted for the destruction of a civilian ship and escaping custody after he had been caught. There were many water based planets out in the cosmos so it had taken forever. But thanks to an informant his location was given to Geridza. On the planet Pars had fought Eom plenty of times, both physically and verbally and not once did they make any kind of compromise. Eventually they had found the Zoonimite and turned him into the proper authorities. The only good thing out of this was that Eom, though Pars was as well, was punished for not cooperating properly, putting both the green alien and Pars on cleaning duty for the next month, with no pay whatsoever.
✧1.With that memory and a short rise of ki out of the way, Pars had ceased his meditative state immediately. He never really enjoyed thinking back about Eom because anytime he did, he only got bad memories. He was after all the ringleader behind all the abuse the Saiyan had faced up until he was able to defend himself and when he was forced off Geridza’s ship. Pars had never hated anyone as much as he did Eom, and that was fairly obvious. If there was any shred of thankfulness, even if it was the closests to being nothing, it was that Pars utilized all the abuse Eom used as a form of training. In fact the black haired Saiyan was pretty sure the green man hated that.
2. The kind of training Pars was able to get out of their bullying was: speed, defense, stamina, reflexes, and physical offense. Since firing off blasts inside the ship was met with being dropped off at the nearest planet and never seen again, the Saiyan had train his energy based offense and ki whenever he wasn’t being bullied, and of course the other important factors to a strong being. He had grown accustomed to fighting people and taking hits from a very early age because of his treatment, so there was also that. But these benefits didn’t mean he should like them in the slightest, in fact he hated that they were helping him by doing this. Sometimes Pars believed that they were either too stupid to realize they basically training him or they knew the fact he hated their abuse being utilized as some form of help. He would have to pay them back someday, in full.
3. Among the people who were either mutual or somewhat friendly towards Pars was the Jakzonian: Quils. Quils was a very reclusive person, never really coming out to mingle or even eat around others. He always stayed hidden and away from other crew mates. Pars never figured out if he was shy or just hated people, who couldn’t blame him with the crew aboard Geridza’s ship, but Pars always liked to think it was the former. This was because Pars believed that every shy and quiet person or thing was secretly a powerhouse. Didn’t matter where they came from or what they were, if they were quiet they were powerful.
4. Now it was because of this that Pars always tried to get him to fight, but the problem was that if Quils didn’t want to be found or seen, no one would find or seem him. This was because of his race’s ability to reflect their surroundings and apply that reflection onto their bodies, forming a camouflage that no one could see, though he stilled needed to keep his ki down. This ability alone, and the fact his race could transform between a more compact version of themselves and their actual size and appearance, that Geridza made him a information gatherer for bounties. He was an effective bug, always being able to find the information no one wanted out. That played well into his shy nature and the fact he was basically a mute. It was truly astonishing to Pars on how well he could just suddenly lose any tailers at any point of time, often making the Saiyan wonder how effective it could be used in a combat situation.
5. If the Saiyan could learn how to do such a thing, he certainly could pull many sneak attacks on his targets to get ahead of them during the fight. However, despite his way of fighting not really being a true martial art, Pars did in fact have a semblance of a martial artist’s honor. He’d never really resort to cheap tricks like hostages or using some other kind of leverage to make his opponent a punching bag for him. Sure he’d fight dirty such as kicks below the belt, biting, even the occasional attack from behind. But he always made sure never to make it so that his opponent was hindered during a fight, it was very Saiyan of him but he wanted to fight them at their best. This didn’t have to do anything to do with honor perse, but it was more along the lines of seeing what they are capable of, then beating them into a pulp while at full power, thus crushing their confidence. Pars wasn’t sure where or who he got it from, but he just enjoyed traumatizing opponents he had no qualms about killing, and nothing would likely change that.
✧1.Now that more resting was done, Pars had once again closed his eyelids, shutting them tight but gently as he would once again partake in more Image Training. He didn’t have much choice in relying on this form of training as there was no one to physically spar with. He only had his memories and how he remembered how the people of his past fought. In truth he had started to realize just how lonely he had been on this planet. For such a long time he had no one he could really call a friend because he didn’t think any of them were worth his time. However he would need to think on that later as he had more training to do and not much time to utilize.
2. For making his attacks hit harder, there was only three people he could really think of that would do the job. Those people were Sujichi, Fuu-koul, and Danbarz. Out of all the people on that ship there was a definite big three in terms of physical defense. The third was Danbarz, his thick muscles and large amount of them had made it increasingly difficult for any attacks to truly affect him because of how dense and thick they were. It was like punching fifty layers of steak as hard as you could, it simply didn’t work. This came in handy on many occasions, in fact Danbarz had even once canceled out an entire ki blast by simply flexing his pectoral muscles.
3. Danbarz’s muscles was indeed something no one should ever scoff at. It was obvious just how dangerous they could be and how much he had mastered their use. Not only could he use his pectoral muscles to block out ki attacks, though that may have been against someone with a weaker attack power than his defense, but he could also use his joints and flexes to completely crush a target. Among his worst techniques was his bear hug, a crushing technique that involved Danbarz wrapping his massive arms around someone and then proceed to crush them in a hugging-like fashion. He had a alternate version that had the mass of muscles crushing his opponent in between his palms. While he focused on the strength of his arms, he in no way neglected the rest of his body.
4. Pars had often used this imagery of him whenever he had to work on his muscles. The man’s body was likely beyond being one hundred percent muscle, in fact it probably entered the realm of impossibility with how much muscle his body had. Among the tier list onboard the ship Danbarz was no doubt among the upper echelon of the strongest. He could very well rival just about anyone on the ship in terms of strength alone. He was a bit of a bad example to follow in terms of training as he had focused the most on physical defense and offense, also strength. His power was staggering, if he truly wanted he could tear apart the entire ship.
5. The other two with the highest defense on the ship was Sujichi as second thanks to her race having a natural durability to essentially everywhere inside and out of their bodies. There were times where Pars’ attacks simply never worked on her thanks to this fact. In fact there was once a myth that there was a Yorzite whose defense was strong that only his own horns could pierce him. Pars once asked her about this myth to which she replied with “I’m not a child, so go be one somewhere else.” He wanted to know whether or not it was true, but even more so he was curious whether or not she truly believed in a myth that had to deal with her people. If she did, then perhaps such a level of defense was her current goal, which Pars wasn’t really sure about besides her wanting to use the Saiyan as a punching bag.
6. The crew member with the highest defense was of course Fuu-koul. Thinking about Danbarz and how much of a danger he was had made a clear image of him within Pars’ mind. This was much clearer than compared to other the other Image Training he had enacted. The muscular man’s body was not a transparent image with a white outline, but rather it was black and white with a few transparent blotches here and there. Thanks to this, Pars would likely have a better time being able to perform Image Training with Danbarz as the sparring partner. This was no doubt going to be more difficult than it would have been.
7. The mental image Pars and Danbarz had begun fighting, Pars this time being the fight initiator. The Saiyan charged right at the man of muscle with full speed behind him. He needed to defeat this mental image despite knowing it was in fact Danbarz he was going up against. The necessity for defeating Danbarz as fast as possible was simply because he needed to be ready for whatever may come out of that wormhole. It could have been the Galactic Patrol, finally finding where Pars was hiding and ready to arrest him. It could have been the Geridza and his entire crew, finally giving into the crew’s majority telling him to get Pars for the bounty. Anyone else the Saiyan couldn’t of, but no matter what he would try to defeat them as fast as possible.
8. He was sure that the redhead and the man that accompanied her could likely see the huge wormhole just as well, it was big enough to do so. Perhaps it would be smart to find them after his training as completed. The black haired Saiyan, while he didn’t want to accept any fights, wishing to keep any and all fights he was involved with one on one, at least when it didn’t regard HIM fighting multiple opponents, but that didn’t mean he was opposed to allowing others fight up against those who were not his opponents. Pars was a stickler for this considering how adamant he was about it when it had happened during the Ares fight. He simply couldn’t enjoy a fight where he and multiple others were trying to take down the same opponent. He’d much rather fight a strong opponent by himself than have any form of help.
9. As Pars dashed towards the cerebral Danbarz, the muscular titan of a man, with his signature grin, had puffed out his pectoral muscles. This was something the Saiyan had seen coming and quickly, mid air, had performed a flip in which he slammed his heel against the top of Danbarz’s head. Of course it likely hurt Pars more than it did Danbarz, thanks to how hard his muscles were. With the pain in his heel, Pars had kicked off the top of his head and back onto the ground in front of him and begun a flurry of punches into the mass of muscles upper body. Every punch that landed had met with the iron-like muscles of Danbarz’s abs and pectroals. But the flurry would end just as soon as it started with a mighty full handed slap from Danbarz that broke several of the mental Pars’ bones and sent him flying. He was indeed a walking tank, a hard body and even stronger power.
10. Pars’ real body had went flying, skidding across the grass ground. His real body could feel the pain from the damage his imagined body had taken from Danbarz’s smack. His real and mental body had weakly gotten up, staggering slightly before both had dashed right at Danbarz. Another flurry was about to erupt upon Danbarz’s body, fists and legs ready to slam into his psychological body. Each knuckle and shin flew at him, hitting his neck, arms, sides, abdomen, everywhere Pars could hit. As he hit him more and more, faster and faster, the mass of muscle’s body actually began to move , not in the dodging sort, but the sort where his body was actually getting damaged.
11. Pars continued to push the hulking mass back with his constant blows, his body being forced back and convulsing with each hit landed. The Saiyan in now way felt proud being able damage Danbarz to such a degree. It was nothing along the lines of Danbarz being important to him, but rather he didn't feel the pride of not beating the real one. It was important for him to be able to feel the pride he would have from being able to deal damage to this opponent. Pars, feeling a rise in his physical power, had slammed Danbzar in the face with his back fist, sending him back quite the distance. It was that move from which Pars had ended the imitation training.
✧1.As Pars looked out at the sky, he had truly wondered what was happening there. There was nothing quite like this he had seen on other planets, in fact he was pretty sure Geridza’s ship never had anything like a wormhole generator. Though there was nothing necessarily saying that whatever was making that was indeed a ship. For all Pars knew it could have been some super technique that could make holes in the sky. If such a thing existed, Pars would want to see what someone could do with it. Whether or not it was someone or something creating it, Pars would have to go investigate at some point.
2. The wormhole, well its shape, had given Pars quite the flashback and memory. Indeed this flashback took place during a very certain mission in which he and the ship’s treasurer had gotten into a mess of trouble. As odd as it may sound, there was indeed a treasurer who worked on Geridza’s ship. He was responsible for distributing the earned money the bounty hunters got from their bounties. How well a bounty hunter performed, in terms of causing trouble for the Geridza and the rest of the crew, determined their share of the bounty, Every bounty would be split between the Bounty Hunter or Hunters who claimed it and the ship’s actual funds, there was never an exception to this rule. If anyone didn’t like it they would be removed from the ship and that would be that.
3. Of course Pars never really cared about getting money, the only use he had for it was to buy food on the ship or if a training method that interested him somehow required money. Going back to the story, both Pars and the treasurer, Gachin, had gotten into a spot of trouble when Pars had decided to train outside on the hull of the ship, where Gachin happened to do his calculations. The two never really bothered each other while on here, but thanks to the ship moving ever so slightly, Pars had once accidentally blown both of them off the ship and into space. The two had floated for quite some time before the ship had picked them up. It was a good thing too as they had started to approach a wormhole. It was unclear where this wormhole would have gone, it could have torn them apart or sent them to the other end of the universe.
4. During this bit of danger, floating through space and all, Pars had learn a bit about the ship's treasurer. For one he wasn't even an organic being, he was at one point a supercomputer given a physical body. His origin was from a planet sized archive, or rather a planet that had been made into a archive after hundreds of years worth of constructing it had taken place. This had been used to keep Universe Seven’s, Pars had no idea what that meant, entire history written and accessible in a single place. The planet had many supercomputers who held a nigh-unlimited power core to keep them running until the end were it to ever come. No one knew why someone would build such a thing, but they had seen it important enough to make the an army of killing machines guard it thoroughly.
5. The supercomputer turned android and treasurer was called Romatur-HRC5986. He like many of his brethren on the Archiving Planet had been dutiful in recording history, sending out micro drones linked to them to many different planets and systems. It was with these drones that they were able to record history without being interrupted, until 114’s drone had attempted to record Geridza. A few things led to another, which 5986 had refused to talk about for reasons he would not explain, and he had been put into a robot’s body and made into Geridza’s personal accountant and treasurer. The Frost Demon had a knack for recruiting odd people, and 5986 was glad he was one of them.
✧1.The Saiyan had initiated in more Image Training. He needed his body to be in a good condition as it could be for whatever was waiting behind that wormhole. He was sure it would certainly make things interesting but he couldn’t have it drawing any intergalactic attention to this planet. He’d be found in a short amount of time if that were to happen. He couldn’t face Geridza as he was now, no way no how. Sure the Frost demon would notice the difference in power Pars had compared to when he left, at least the Saiyan Hoped, but this was nowhere near Geridza’s power.
2. As he sat down, eyes once again closed and hands on his knees, Pars entered into the ocean of his mind and soul. He had to work on his speed now. He felt as though it had gotten quite the boost, but this was not enough for him, it felt incomplete. Thus he would ensure that he would make a effort to complete it before whatever came out of that wormhole came. There was only one person he could think of that would help him in making himself faster. That person was the fastest being on Geridza’s ship, possibly even faster than he was.
3. This person may have been an alcoholic who kept way too many of her bottles, but her speed was nothing to take lightly. Indeed the only person who could fulfil the role of a image of Speed was none other than Fuu-koul. It bares repeating again that what Pars had seen in terms of her speed was only twenty percent of her max. Her speed was intense, any movement she made could have enough momentum to make the movements far heavier than they should have been otherwise. She was scary, Pars wasn’t afraid to admit that, but he was willing to face the fear that is her in order to improve himself. Pars, even with his current level of speed would never be able to catch up with her.
4. The more he thought about her, the more her body had been crafted from his mental energies within his mind. First her legs and feet had been forged, their size was always something that made any runner feel weird. This was because despite her large body and legs, many would never believe her to be faster than most on the ship she sailed on. It was thanks to her legs that she was able to kick incredibly hard and hit more of someone’s body with it. Some people had laugh at this, at the idea of getting their entire upper body hit by a single leg from a slow looking person like her. But then just as they had started laughing, it was ended as he she had blown them away with a kick faster than they could percive.
5. Her arms were the next thing to be constructed. She had smashed so many momentum enhanced bottles over justas many heads. Indeed Pars and many other bounty hunters on the ship were often the victims of such attacks. Usually they started off when someone had said “ew” or “ugly” around her. She’d go and assume they were talking about her, so she replied in kind. It was a painful thing to do her fellow crewmates, but they were asking for it.
6. The next thing to be formed was her body, the largest piece of her. Many people had tried to land gut punches or back stabs on her, but one of two things always happened. They either broke whatever they were using to hit her instantly, this of course included hands and legs, and she would leave them to deal with the fact they hadn’t hurt her and got hurt instead. Or she would use her speed to suddenly appear behind them and smash a bottle over their heads. Pars of course had learned his lesson of doing this and made sure not to hit her, an emphasis on try. He did want to defeat her as well someday.
7. Her head had come into mental existence once Pars had thought of it. Indeed she did not, in no way, had the prettiest of faces. Many people compared her to a toad or a slug if it had a face. Many people who did so, once again, had recieved a concussion via bottle over the head. She had shown to be fairly sore over the fact of how she looked. It wasn’t like she could control it, in fact it hadn’t to do anything with eating too much or genetics. Each time a Zi-chukk had created a shell body over themselves, it got larger and larger, but it also started looking lesser and lesser like them. This often made many Zi-chukks far uglier than they actually are. It was thanks to that she had another method of attacking: headbutts. If she didn’t have a bottle on her, she would hammer her forehead into someone else’s nose, giving them a up close and personal sight of the face they call ever so ugly.
8. With her entire body now made, Pars’ physical and mental body had taken flight right after her, making an attempt to tackle her. However she suddenly vanished away from him and appeared somewhere else. Pars chased after her, using her speed to increase his own as the young Saiyan raced to catch up with her. Each time he got close she would vanish, appearing somewhere else altogether for Pars to chase her down. She was indeed the fastest and what was scarier is that Pars wasn’t even aware of what her full speed was. If she ever did go faster, just how much damage she could do?
9. Pars’ real body raced and rocketed about in the sky like a winged insect trying to find its way out of a enclosed space. Her constant speed had kept the Saiyan moving and flying in many different directions. It was crazy how many sudden twists, turns, and flips he had to do. Not once, not any of these movements, had gotten him any closer to her. It was infuriating on how accurate this was. Even the mental dummy of her hadn’t given Pars a shred of hope to catch her.
10. Every time Pars was but a few inches away from her, she suddenly zoomed out of his reach, either appearing behind him or further away in the void that was his current mind. Pars was lucky that there was nothing like debris or any obstacles for her to speed off to or block, otherwise Pars would be crashing into a lot more things. The Saiyan had the same luck he did in the physical realm, perhaps it was a good idea to choose the plains. After all, with him being focused on chasing Fuu-koul’s image, Pars may accidentally crash into actual obstacles. That would certainly make his body worse for wear. Though he may need to try such a method at some point, it could help.
11. As he continued to chaser her, Pars’ annoyance began to raise steadily along with his speed. He wanted to at least touch a single hair, that would be enough for him to call this training session quits. Out of desperation he had activated his prided Shooting Starstrike Flash and zoomed towards her like a rocket. The speed was enough to blow away anything behind him, in this case a small hill as his real body had somehow gotten close to the ground. As he rocketed at her while encompassed by Caribbean Green Aura, like a comet, he could feel that he was about to catch her this time. But of course he once again was dealing with Fuu-koul who this time had performed the splits right under Pars, making him pass over her. [-30 ki]
✧1.In a infuriated fashion, pars had deactivated his technique, opened his eyes, and slammed down to the ground. The impact had a created yet another crator, not too far off from the last one he had made. It annoyed him how much speed the mental image Fuu-koul had about her. Even moreso from the fact on how fast she could be. Indeed ina real fight, he would have likely lost to her the first few times she avoided him. He was much tougher now, but clearly nowhere tough enough to not go unconscious from her a few of her attacks.
2. Giving the ground a frustrated stomp, he would lay down into the curvature of the crater, giving him a angle to look at the wormhole from. The Saiyan grumbled subtly, still annoyed by how fast she was. Her speed in fact was enough for him to believe he would never ever catch up to her. Sure he might be able to catch up to her 8th shell’s speed, but he had no idea how much faster she would become after all of her shells were shedded. The only thing he could imagine was that each shell removed multiplied her speed by perhaps five or ten, if so then there would truly never be no time for him to even perceive or understand how fast she was. She and the other top tier crew members might as well be considered natural disasters in the areas they specialized in and what was Pars but a annoying gust of wind.
3. What was he thinking though? Never beign able to catch up to her? Thinking himself a gust a wind? Thinking in such a manner would not help him in his training in the slightest! He needed to stop thinking like that and focus on completely destroying their expectations. Letting out a frustrated yell, Pars had smashed the ground he laid against hard enough to make the crater wider and deeper. He wasn’t going to back down on his goal to defeat Geridza and everyone else he needed to surpass. He was a Saiyan, not a quitter!
4. This frustration had reminded the Saiyan of another time, a time far off back on the ship, as most of his memories had taken place of course. This time was among Pars’ most humiliating moments, but also one of his most satisfying as well. This memory had taken place during one of many beatings Pars had received. This time it was because he tried defending a small animal Eom was going to kill. The fact Pars had stood up to him filled he and the rest of his entourage with rage. First they had beaten pars into a pulp, once again avoiding the ability for him to receive a zenkai boost, then they had pinned him to the ground. What happened next was Eom stomping the small animal into nothing.
5. Seeing this had filled Pars with enough anger to actually gain a mild boost in power, enough to blow the entourage who pinned him down away and off of him. This angry Saiyan had scared Eom to the ground, making him crawl away as he believed he had unleashed Pars’ hidden potential or truly did give him a Zenkai boost. But this quickly ended as Fuu-koul, from nowhere, had hand chopped Pars on the back of the neck, knocking him out before she had carried him to the infirmary. Before she left however, before she picked up a young angry but unconscious Pars, she had given Eom and his entourage a taste of their own medicine. When Pars woke up, he found himself in the ship’s medical bay, on a comfy white sheet bed and in the wing by himself. He remembered Eom scurrying away, but after blacking out he had assumed one of his friends had knocked him out to save Eom, truly a frustrating thing.
✧1.It was finally here, the end of his Training Marathon. He had only one more thing to work on. Just like with his speed, he did not feel satisfied with how much work he had put into his reflex training. It simply wasn’t enough for him. Using dirt and ki blasts, what was he thinking? Certainly not smart if he though those and a little bit of image Training would do the trick.
2. Indeed he was annoyed with how little effort he put into his Reflex training. While the ki blasts gave him a sense of danger and the Image Training with Sujichi being the sparring partner was intense enough for him to feel something. But he should have went harder on himself, he could have but didn’t. It was frankly annoying how much he was letting something as meek as “taking too much damage” limit his training. In fact, the damage wasn’t even that bad. He made sure to lower the attack power of every ki shot he fired, even doing the same for his Nova Sunshine.
3. Sure his upper body had taken quite a bit of damage, there being singe marks and a few cuts everywhere, and his pants had taken a bit of damage with some tears around the left shin, some on his left knee, and a light gash on the cloth over his right thigh. He would have to change into something else at some point. He didn’t really ever truly care about how looked in the public, what did the opinions of other people matter to him? They were just simple normal humans after all. Hell during some of his jobs he had seen people wear less and had been in a situation where a human female attempted assassination on his client by wearing very little clothing. Of course he wasn’t going to have that and sort of backhanded her into the nearby shore. It happened at a beach side pool for more clarity.
4. The Saiyan stood up rigidly, back straight, stance firm, and arms ready to hit something. Slowly he closed his eyes and began to think of two seperate opponents this time. As stated before, he didn’t mind the prospect of fighting multiple opponents by himself, in fact he welcomed such things with love. First he focused on their legs which were similar in terms of build, slender but also solid enough to be considered fit. The pair of legs that belonged to the two he was imaging had gotten them out of a lot of trouble in the past simply because of how swiftly they could move on them. It was with these legs that they could lose anyone following them.
5. As he imagined their incomplete forms, they had begun to already move about in the even darker void of Pars mental landscape. They had plenty of dark spaces to disappear and reappear in, they needed as such if they were going to be effective for reflex training. First the one with metal legs had dashed out from what appeared a dark corner, striking mental Pars’ back, making a deep gash as the Saiyan felt he could hear a inaudible laughter. The next to come was the being with blue cloth covered legs. He could feel six tendril like appendages lash out as they struck his legs, knocking him to the ground. Indeed they were true masters of stealth.
6. Pars on many occasions had tried following both, wishing to know how they were able to lose tailers behind them. He believed himself fast enough at the time to be able to do such a thing, to catch them and witness their attempt to hide away first hand. But he never did accomplish that, they were simply to swift. Those legs of theirs had proven just that. In fact, he wondered if they would still be able to hide away if their legs were broken or too damaged to move. He would have to ask them that the next time they saw one another.
7. Next was their torsos. Once again, they were similiar in terms of build, in fact both of their bodies were. If it weren’t for the fact of how different they looked, one could probably be confused on who they were touching if they touched their bodies while blindfolded. Pars supposed that the reason behind their swift stealth and escapes had to do with how slim they were. With slimmer bodies they could move faster and get into spaces others couldn’t. They indeed knew how to use their bodies well and could tell what were the best places to hide. If they competed against each other in a game of hide and seek, Pars wasn’t sure who would win.
8. As their bodies become more visible, barely at that, the young Saiyan felt a higher probability in dodging them. The duo had performed the same attacks upon Pars. This time however his mental and physical body had reflexively jumped over whatever sharp object was used to cut his back. This had made the armless and headless torso laugh again as it dashed into a different dark shadow to hide. As the unclear tentacles came lashing out towards his legs while he was still in mid air, Pars had kicked them and pinned them to the ground with his feet. Only for them to fire three beams through Pars’ mental foot.
9. With a scream Pars then imagined their arms fading into existence to attach and become one with their torsos. Their arms were vastly different from one another, in fact the same could even be said for their torsos. One of them had a skewer and hook for hands, if those were even his real hands, while the rest of his body was also metal. The other’s arms had ivory colored, tentacle-like, appendages along his arms. They had many holes within them that Pars assumed could fire off ki beams from, like a deadly laser show. Both of their arms had deadly additions to them which he would have to look out for.
10. After imaging their heads, the two sparring partners came to being as black and white rough sketches of themselves. The two he had envisioned was Aiameda and Quils, the two sneakiest beings on board Geridza’s ship. They were perfect for Reflex training thanks to the fact they could perform a flurry of sneak attacks. Attacking their enemy from a blind spot and then hiding away to attack from another angle, that was how they often fought. In fact on rare occasions they had worked together, not only as a assassin duo, but also a information gathering on. With their entire bodies now visible, Pars felt he could finally and fully dodge them.
11. With their cover blown, the cerebral duo dashed at Pars in a all out attack quite fashion. The psychological Aiameda had cackled like a hyena while constantly trying to skewer Pars and gash him with his hook, always aiming for the most painful areas as well. Quils had thrown punches with tendril thrusts mixed in, the tips of his tentacles were rather dense making them effective jabbing weapons. Pars’ speed and reflex had made it possible for him to dodge, but also be grazed, by their attacks. Many upon many attacks from both were thrown at the young Saiyan with the full intent of completely killing him. But his mental body wouldn’t have that as suddenly, his body moved on it’s own and grabbed their arms, signifying the end of the reflex training.
✧1.As he caught Quils’ tentacles and Aiameda’s skewer during his Image Training, Pars took a moment to think of them. He had barely any interactions with them, but had seen them fight and attempted to fight them enough to know them well. It was funny how that worked. If two people fight in close combat, there is the chance that they will understand one another far more than they would through words. In a way it was a manly way to bond with someone, and frankly it was something Pars liked. Perhaps he would be able to understand the redhead and her friend by doing this.
2. Just like that, the moment that thought ended, his Image Training ended.The incorporeal bodies that were Quils and Aimeda faded from Pars’ mind just as they had been put into it, body part by body part had faded into nothingness. When the Saiyan opened his eyes, he found himself holding the air on both sides of him as though Quils and Aimeda were still there. After a light smirk, he simply collapsed into the second crater he made today. His body moved in sync with his mental one whenever he performed Image Training, so of course it also felt the pain and exhaustion from whatever he was doing. He enjoyed the fact Image Training was even a thing, the benefits to it were quite amazing.
3. Were it not for Image Training Pars likely would not be able to get as much serious training as he would have wanted. With Image Training he could fight against his old allies and rivals without needed them to be actually here. Though of course their battle strength and power only went as far as he knew. If he hadn’t fought any of them so many times while on the ship with them or never witnessed the prowess he would never get a decent work out from the Image Training. Another use of Image Training was Pars gaining some insight and getting use to how they all fought. He could grab Sujichi by the horns and anticipate her attacks, he could understand where Danbarz couldn’t use his muscles as defense, he knew how Umabok started his attacks, he had an approximation of how fast Fuu-koul could move, and he knew the most likely spots for Aiameda and Quils to attack during their ambushes.
4. As Pars laid there, on the dirt lined crater, he peered at the wormhole once again. If it was Geridza and the others, or even just a scouting party who stopped to look on this planet, Pars would have a hard time not showing himself. He desperately wanted to see them all again. He wanted to show them just how strong he has become. If he had to make approximation on where he was at currently on the tier, it would be the middle along with Aimeda and Quils, possibly even Sujichi. The people below him consisted of Eom and his cronies along with many other weaklings.
5. Pars, with confidence behind him, had scoffed at the wormhole. He couldn’t believe he had actually gotten a semblance of anxiety from it. Whatever would come out of that hole in the sky he would destroy just the same as any threat his clients had or any bounty he was sent to fetch. Just like with those, he, when he fully recovered, would charge at it with full intention of smashing whatever may come out. He wanted to fight whatever had the gaul to make such a flashy entrance on this blue boring planet. If it was someone strong, he was going to enjoy the hell out of it.
✧He was exhausted, truly exhausted as he had more than his fill of training, this alone had put the young Saiyan into slumber. He wished he could do more but at the rate he was working his body he may not be able to move as much as he think he'd be able to. He had blasted himself multiple times, moved his body as much as it could allow, felt the pain of many incorporeal attacks, and used several techniques to aid him. All of this just to make himself just a bit stronger. It was silly honestly, he could just done a few training sessions and be done with it. But something possessed him to make up for all the lost time he had wasted thinking this planet had nothing for him. He thought he would never see someone to stir up his heart again. But sure enough he did and it was because of them that he had become a even stronger man now. As he thought before, he would need to thank the redhead and her friend in someway in the near future. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
As he laid there, slumbering in peace as his body disallowed him to worry about the wormhole until all of his strength was restored, Pars' unconsciousness had begun to create various images and sound. His consciousness had begun to forge the sleeping Saiyan a dream, one crafted by using his memories as the base material. The materials of this dream that were his memories had taken place during a battle between the entire crew and the one bounty Geridza could never claim. This battle had taken place between both Geridza's and his rival's ship. It was something like out of a sci-fi film as both ships had fired their cannons at one another. Many debris had littered the space in which they fired off their artillery at one another until eventually they took their ships down to a nearby abandoned planet and initiated in a crew on crew fight. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
Pars was fifteen around that time, giving him enough power and training from Geridza to actually fight against some of the lesser members of the rival's crew. The rival in question was Regornsha, a space pirate of extreme power, talent, and charisma who traveled across space doing battle with various planets and then putting them under his rule. He was of a reptilian race that had come from a planet with multiple harsh environments. It was because of this that he and many other members of his species had been born naturally strong. Not only this but it appeared that compared to other races, they had show to be able to regenerate, making killing them harder. Pars and the rest of the crew had dealt battle with Regornsha's own, while the lizard and Frost Demon did battle themselves on the other end of the planet. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
The battle had gone on for several days, both sides taking damage and losing members while on the other side, a planet shaking battle had taken place. Every time the two Captains had landed a blow on one another it created a shockwave big enough to blow away the clouds and debris near them. Every blast they shot had lit up the sky and wore down the now inhospitable planet's life. Ever burst of speed created a boom that echoed throughout the planet. They were indeed powerful rivals and how long they have fought one another is rumored to have been since they were children. Pars was jealous of such a relationship with Geridza, to be able to fight on equal terms with him must have been amazing. He hoped one day he could have that with Geridza, or perhaps someone else of great power. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
Damage upon damage was littered all over the planet. Absolutely no one had left it without causing some kind of damage or gaining it. Soon enough the damage brought about had left the planet covered in craters, debris from the planet wide destruction now orbiting the planet. It was after ten days of fighting that things ended in a draw between both sides. There were an equal number of casualties on both sides, luckily Pars hadn’t lost anyone who he had seen as important to him, someone he wished to defeat. Geridza and Regornsha had both put each other into a near critical condition. Indeed it was a fight to remember. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
The dream had ended with them parting ways with the Space Pirates, but Pars’ dream hadn’t yet. He continued to sleep peacefully, bare torso against the grass, right next to the smaller crater he had made out of frustration. The Saiyan’s face was a truly peaceful, completely different than how he usually wore it. He was always told how different his face looked from when he slept, he never really believed though. Pars continued to sleep here, likely for another few hours or until someone woke him up. [+30 Ki & Stamina]
|♢| Universe 7 |♢| Android |♢|BP: 310|♢| Ki: 90/200 |♢| STA: ∞ |♢| |♢| Current Theme - |♢| ✚ After a moment of more flying, the Android would follow the radar to the nearest Dragon Ball. This one appeared to be in the middle of no where, but at least this "no where" had grass. Sev had to admit, it was nice to see more vegetation- something she had not seen since Mt. Paozu. Since then it'd been wasteland after wasteland and then a frozen wasteland. Kind of breath of fresh air to be in a nice environment like this for once. As they neared the orb, Sev would slowly descent to the ground to put Runi down. She could feel he didn't much appreciate being carried around everywhere. Maybe she could teach him to fly? But later, they needed to find the Dragon Ball, which was just over the hill apparently. "C'mon, it's this way!" Sev excitedly led the way. Perhaps because this was much like a treasure hunt and now she was doing it with other people. However, her excitement would fade when she saw a man laying in the grass field, sound asleep. And as fate would have it, the radar was pointing to him. 'Oh no, not again...' Staring at the peaceful man, the redhead was too anxious to just approach another person about Dragon Balls. The last time that happened, a wrestler tried to kill her...or so she assumed. "What do we do?" she asked Runi, careful not to raise her voice and wake the man. Why couldn't this just be a simple task?
｡｡｡[ENERGY SKILLS] ✧ Voltaic Blitz - A variation of the Power Blitz, Android #7 draws her hand back and charges a swirling red energy sphere with electric ki. She then brings her hand forward and fires the sphere in the form of an energy wave at the opponent, inflicting a great amount of damage.
｡｡｡[MARITAL (PHYSICAL) SKILLS] ✧ Hydraulic Press - With a rising knee kick, Android #7 launches herself into the air. Should this attack connect, the opponent will also be launched into the air; however it is not necessary for the technique. Taking aim, she launches a powerful dive kick at her opponent. When it connects, Android #7 activates the hydraulic pressure device in her leg, creating a second impact. Other races can replicate this technique by releasing a surge of ki in the kick.
✧ Autonomic Assault - Android #7 stands on one leg and side kicks "at the speed of lightning", with her other leg extended out. The kicks come out with incredible speed and power, and can land several hits, doing substantial damage if not blocked. This technique can also be used mid air; each kick that lands propelling and keeping her afloat.
｡｡｡[SPEED & MOVEMENT SKILLS] ✧ Flight - The user manipulates their ki energy so that they can levitate or fly. How this technique is described, one would assume that the flyer is putting their ki underneath them, forcing it down similar to an engine or helicopter pushing air down to rise from the ground.
✧ Afterimage Technique - An ability to move so swiftly that an image of the user is left behind. The image itself cannot perform physical tasks, as it fades through everything. Most often, it is used to dodge an incoming attack and get behind the opponent to perform a counterattack. Its usage is not limited to just counterattacks, though, as it can also be used to confuse enemies: the image is used to distract the enemy, forcing them to think it is the actual fighter and giving the user a chance to perform the actual attack.
｡｡｡[ULTIMATE SKILLS] ✧ Bionic Frenzy - Sev will crouch down before delivering a sliding side kick and then standing on one leg, delivers side kicks "at the speed of lightning". The kicks come out with incredible speed and power, and can land several hits, doing substantial damage if not blocked. She proceeds to deliver a barrage of vertical spinning kicks while rising into the air. At the peak of this barrage, an upside-down double-legged kick upwards will then be followed by an axe kick that knocks the opponent down. Teleporting to land before her opponent, she then follows with a spinning back kick to the exposed back of the falling fighter, finishing by kicking them aside.
✧ Termination Storm - Android #7 creates two large electric energy spheres in each hand, strokes of lightning lashing out sporadically. If the opponent is too close to her when she is charging up the energy spheres, they will be damaged by the aura of energy that surrounds her. She can launch these orbs individual or combine them into a massive lightning bomb. Even after this attack this ends, her body will still be temporarily covered in sparks.
