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Side Chapter 1: Love Hurts

Planet Earth wasn't prepared for the armageddon that it was going to receive. The Z warriors certainly wasn't ready either for they were easily hunted down, becoming part of the category of an endangered species. Luckily the platinum haired warrior was not part of their list. At the strength he was years ago he was not suprised. He just didn't have the performance that posed a threat to his enemies. Years passed by since their arrival, with each day earth's plan was being slowly formed. It was today where the last survivors managed to conjure a portal for the last remaining warrior who could take up a sword and fight. Their mission was to go in the portal and take their planet back from these aliens. They had the apperance of a human but when they took damage it was easy to see they didn't posesse the same muscular structure, blood and skeletal structure a human did.

The platinum haired warrior stood tall in his signature clothing his master gave him along with his Cryptic Chaos blade in his right hand. Tiger Fang and Dragon's Claw were rested in a x fashion on his back. He didn't see anybody near him so he assumed that they were already doing their mission. He engaged in a Ki signature check to see who and what was around the zone. Besides the natural insects and such he didn't pick up anything at first until he sensed the Ki signatures of a few warriors who were in the distance.

He looked towards the direction of the Ki signature where he saw an old abandoned Castle in the distance. Perhaps that was the place they were headed. Reiko was positive that he missed out on some of the action but if that castle was the current destination, something told him that he didn't miss anything yet.There was perhaps a greater chance he could be seen in the air so he dashed and began running position at the highest speed his body could put out. If anyone was in his way, his Battou-Jutsu technique would make sure they were taking care of without Reiko breaking his run.

Ki pool: 21,100-300(ki sense)=20,800
Strength:4
Speed:14
Defense:8
Power Level:14
--Weapons--
Cryptic Chaos(equipped)
Weighted Armor(unequipped)
Dragon's claw and Tiger's fang(unequipped)

Kawari had been hoping to get a little further before she was discovered; it seemed that hope was all for naught. Already, her passive scans of the area showed heightened activity, and the radio signals were growing more busy as well. They knew she was here, no doubt about it. And by they, she apparently meant one of the main targets. He was rising up to meet her, seemingly utterly at home in the air. He must have had more experience flying than she, for her own movements were a little unwieldy, like a fawn just learning how to walk. She looked as he approached, and tried to get a read on how strong he was. As with Androids, detecting his power level was an exercise in futility. However, she still had her 3-D Scan Mode, and she used that.

Once it was done, she wished that she hadn't. He was stronger than her, by a pretty substantial margin. He didn't immediately go on the attack, however, instead surprising her with what seemed a genuine offer to join his side. She had barely had a moment to even consider it before he seemed to change his mind and leveled his arm at her, it shifting into a cannon as he fired a volley of small rockets at her. even though they were small, she knew that each one could easily cause substantial damage. Pouring more of her energy into flight, she sped up, curving through the air as she juked and weaved, attempting to dodge the rockets as they continually homed in on her. A hand shot up, palm facing away from her, as she shot out a pair of Ki blasts that struck two of the closest rockets, causing them to detonate before reaching her. The shockwave was still pretty strong even at that distance and she jetted away, the rest of the rockets still on her tail. She continued to climb, dive and weave, and fortune smiled upon her when two rockets strayed too close to one another and collided, exploding.

Now there was just three more to deal with, could she continue to hold out? She sped up as she spiraled around one of the castle's turrets, and heard the satisfying sound as one more rocket struck the wall, it's blast enveloping the other two. A secondary explosion met her ears, and she slowed down, hoping that that had taken care of them all. In vain, the final rocket burst from the cloud of dust and shrapnel, homing in on her. She had lost precious momentum, she wouldn't be able to avoid it. Too close for a Ki blast, too. Time for a calculated risk. Bracing herself for the impact, she thrust a palm at the approaching rocket, and an incarnadine beam speared forth from her hand. This was no Ki blast, but an actual solid mass, a spike that was housed within her forearm. It's true purpose was for close quarters combat, but she didn't have many options at the moment. The pilebunker speared forth, stabbing into the heart of the rocket, the almost instantaneous explosion that followed sending her back, buffeted by a shockwave. She tumbled headlong through the air for a moment before gathering her bearings and righting herself. She locked on to Forge and rushed back to face him. He had shown his true intentions, therefore he was now an enemy. She would show him that even if she was weaker, she could still do some damage. She noticed the appearance of another, seemingly also attacking her opponent, and made sure to give no outward sign that she had noticed them. With any luck, Forge was focused on her, and would miss their assault.




Hedoro felt more energies welling up from all around, the fighting seemed to have intensified. That meant there was an enemy, but where? Who? She flew up to the castle's main entrance, and, without any better ideas, simply shoved open the doors and walked in. Whoever her enemy was, they would be the first to attack her. And if she understood anything of common sense, the front gate would be manned by some of the weaker guards. So if they were the enemy, surely she could withstand being attacked by what amounted to cannon fodder? At least long enough for her to discover whose side she was on, and go from there.

"INTRUDER INTRUDER INTRUDER!"

Alright Alright keep your pants on I am coming.

Gutsman slowly rolled towards the door and see saw a Majin. Gutsman only scratched his cybernetic head. He hadn't seen a Majin sense he lost his whole body to the first one he fought. Kid buu. What a devil he was.

"Well then I thought I killed all of you. Or we did? I lost my whole body to you people. I don't plan on loosing anymore to you."

Guts man said as he stepped towards the majin. He let his arm show it had a scissors type blade attached to it. He looked at her as he fired the scissors type weapon towards her. It cut through the air it didn't sound like anything at first. It almost seemed silent unitl the large shriek could be heard the closer it got to the opponent. it left a trial a destruction behind it. It was his Rainbow Cutter.

Hedoro His new villain. His new enemy. A new Majin. Now he would have a chance to revenge his old body. He would have a chance to show that he was worth while. He was Gutsman. The man with the most Guts or not anymore.

Had Forge just fired on her from two different sides? If that was the case then she knew that was a huge mistake so either as the Kamehameha wave or the cannon that was behind her, the image of the Bio-Saiyan had faded away with the after image technique. Hopefully Forge wouldn't be so foolish as to think that Sayla would be so blunt to advertise her power without a plan, and now that her image had faded so to did her power level. She would reappear only seconds later her sword still active while pushing the blade of Ki into the back of the Phantom Spark, "Trash? So much from an over developed trash compactor." Her tone was one and cold as she spoke, but one of her eyes looks over to Kawari as if to see if the Android girl was able to keep fighting or if the combination of attacks had taken there toll on her yet.

Kawari had managed to straighten up and regain her balance. Just as she was rushing to rejoin the fight against Forge, she detected a small object hurtling toward her. If it was just a knife, dodging it would be an easy feat. But she expected that it had a nasty little trick housed within. Would it explode? Would it continue to follow her like a puppy? She slipped to the side and let the blade pass harmlessly to her right. She kept her scanners active, to keep an eye of sorts on the blade, if it would reveal a hidden function now that the first strike had failed.

With that obstacle hurdled, she rushed upward once more, readying herself to launch an attack of her own. Forge was seemingly distracted by Sayla, her attack had been detected. Kawari had been afraid of that. Manifesting the energy too soon before the attack wasn't much better than the habit some had of shouting out their attacks' names. Just as Forge launched a Kamehameha Wave attack at Sayla, or where she had just been -Kawari wasn't quite sure which-, the Android sped up, preparing to simply charge right into Forge. If she could crash into him, that would cause a few moments' confusion at least. Time enough for some of her stronger allies to hopefully get in a real attack and end it.




Hedoro looked around as she stepped through the castle's threshold. She could hear a siren, was it announcing her arrival, or something else? It seemed the former, as only a moment later, she saw someone, or something, approach. They were mechanical, which should have been no surprise. It seemed the enemy were all mechanical, so of course another one would be as well. they were a rather large specimen, hulking and rather broad. A wicked-looking scissor on one hand had to be the primary weapon, she'd have to be wary.

Her opponent claimed he had killed all of the Majin already. This seemed significant, was she in another dimension, on another world? No time to think about it now! He pointed his scissors at her, and they actually blasted off, firing toward her like a projectile. She was stunned for a moment, and only managed to dodge at the last moment. She felt the scissors take a bit out of her leg as she was just a little too slow, and landed harshly. She recovered soon enough, getting to her feet once more, testing her leg for if it could support her. She could regenerate if she needed to, but for the moment, she wanted to keep that trick in reserve. If her foe didn't know she could heal, then perhaps she could use that to her advantage later. She clenched a hand into a fist before preparing to rush toward Gutsman, to try to knock the bruiser off his treads.

"You can't regenrate?! What kind of Majin are you!"

Gutsman looked as he started to run towards her at the same speed. But with Each step he got a bit quicker as he made it to her before she could make it to him. He wanted to cut her off at the source. allowing her to hithim but not with the same amount of power. As his arm changed from the scissors to a large to an anchor type weapon. As he got close enough to her stomach he pointed the weapon towards her.

"If you can't regenerate than this should blow you away."

As he fired the anchor it flew quickly at her. The anchor would be covered in a standard ki. Hopefully blowing her to pieces he wanted to destroy this monster. She was to him the creature that took away his humanity and he wanted to take her soul. He wanted her body. He wanted everything away from her just like Buu had taken from him. Gutsman let his fingers crack. His body shook from impact. But he didn't have time to show pain.

Kawari felt a shock run through her frame as she collided with Forge, a solid blow. Only an instant later, she felt a second impact as Sayla had rushed in as well, using her blade to impale their common enemy. A moment later, Forge fell, seemingly acknowledging his own mortality. Even beasts of steel could feel the touch of death, colder still than iron or their hearts. She watched as he fell to the ground, to be surrounded by the servebots that had been his progeny of sorts. They had lost their scion, they were harmless now. Her vision thinned, and suddenly she felt so very heavy. She raised her head as Sayla thanked her for their teamwork. Rather than offer thanks of her own, she coughed and began to drop. The hole where Sayla's blade had cut her after passing through Forge was a deep one, oil spread across her gut, a dark stain so much like blood it had to be intentional. Was this her end as well? At least she would not go alone into that cold night.




Hedoro made herself scowl, as if Gutsman's insult was true, and hurtful besides. She sped up even more, to make him think that he had worked her into a rage. The look of surprise when his fist changed into a large anchor charged with ki was no act, however. She tried to dodge out of the way, but it was no use. Just before the anchor hit her and detonated, she threw a Ki blast at Gutsman. There was some power in it, but for a last-ditch effort, there should have been so much more. When the anchor exploded, so did she, bits of her form splattering in all directions. Above her, behind to speckle the doors, and some pieces even landing on Gutsman himself. Was this, then, the end? Was she already done?

It truly seemed that Hedoro had been blasted to pieces. Those small pieces seemed to posses no spark of life, no motion. Even when the server bots had come through, there was no reaction. It was only after they had left again that something out of the ordinary occurred. Hedoro was still blasted into smithereens. There wasn't any piece of her bigger than a baseball. As such, it might be easy to forget she was even there. As such, when Gutsman would hear the whisper, he might not realize it was her voice. The voice was quiet, so quiet, in fact, that Gutsman was the only one who could hear it. It spoke, an insistent whisper that was nonetheless impossible to drown out. It spoke of logical incongruities and despair, of failure and impossibilities. It spoke of the end of all things, it spoke of the time when time didn't exist, when life was a memory held only by the unliving. when all things had passed, and all that remained was the void. This was Hedoro's inner voice, having the opportunity to speak to another. All those bits and pieces of Hedoro that were splattered over Gutsman, they were speaking, speaking to the ghost in the machine. speaking to his memories, to what made him unique. A bleak desolate voice, it spoke of the interminable void that was her hunger, the absence of warmth and emotion that was so akin to the state of being that Gutsman found himself in. That similarity gave this psychological attack an in, a way to try to make Gutsman doubt himself and know despair. Only when his core had been shaken would Hedoro grant reprieve and resume a 'proper' battle. Would he succumb, would he be lulled by poisoned words?