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With the new arrivals at the lookout, Silva could sense a variety of ki amongst the growing group. It was like seeing the world in a whole new way from using ki sense as his former instructor taught him. His ears perked upright and his whiskers twitched for a second as he was talking with Hero. “I might have to get myself one of those fancy do-da scouters. Thanks for the insight.” Then Bubbles returned, mentioning something about Dende and Popo. Whoever those two were, it was still a mystery to him. A slight sigh under his breath he stood upright on his hind legs once more and folded his front paws across his chest. “Tough training huh?” It was time for the feline to continue onward and explore some more. “Guess I better toughen up before seeing Mr. Popo. Anyway, Dende probably has some sort of secret or whatever. Then again I can’t say.” Reaching up with a wave of his paw he bidded Bubbles and Hero farewell. “Maybe we’ll cross paths again sometime. See ya.” With the other arrivals busy amongst themselves, and not feeling ready to take on the training from Mr. Popo, it was time to depart.

Silva dropped down onto all fours and rushed to the edge of the lookout. Then at the last second he focused on his ki to soar up into the sky and hover in mid-air for a moment. Making sure he wasn’t going to drop to his doom he descended downward parallel to the lookout’s support pillar. Air rushing through his fur and whiskers felt so refreshing. Just as he passed by Korin’s tower there was a split second to see a white cat and a short, stocky human arguing about something. I wonder if it was their ki I sensed earlier… As soon as he could see the trees from the ground below, the feline turned about to soar above the tree tops. Soon he disappeared like a spec on the horizon.

Ayane smirked as Nyx fell for the trap, it wasn’t a shield she was after. As her hand was torn away from the grip she had on Nyx’s fist and torqued around her back, she fired the ki blast point blank at the cat. Purple light flooded out of Ayane’s left hand, as she tightened all of her body for the next strike. Ayane wasn’t fast, but she was tough as nails and her iron body training wasn’t going to let her down now. At the very least, she was going to be let go and at the very best, the fight would be over. She smiled happily, moving herself away from Nyx and firing a volley of energy blasts out. One…two... blasts fired in quick succession straight for Nyx, totaling four in the short time that she had after their initial clash.

Everything was moving so fast, it was hard for her to catch any bearing on the situation. The cat-girl was fast, much faster than Ayane herself was or even hoped to be at this point, but it didn’t stop her from trying every trick in her book. Granted, that was the last thing that she had for herself other than defending until Nyx wore herself out. That wasn’t a bad idea, but she hoped not having to resort to that.

Previous ki: 6200-2700=3500
Ki expenditure: 1200
Current ki: 2300

(Word Count 222+1382=1604)

Ayane scowled, trying to figure why her attack didn't do much damage. She smirked, dropping herself down to the Lookout's floor. She crouched and crossed her arms over her face, and sat there staring at Nyx. She wasn't about to be outclassed, it was too early for that to go on for her. She would not allow herself to be beaten like this. It just wasn't going to happen, if so, what was the point of following her goal of being the strongest? She refused to give up, not now, not ever!

She felt her ki charge around her, purple ki glowing all about her form. In her hands, a pair of green orbs formed and she held them. A steady stream of ki was going to both, it was all or nothing for her and she wasn’t going down without a fight. She growled, energy crackling around her body and some would think that she was more beast than human, even though she was fighting the hybrid. She knew that she was on her last leg, so she waited for the perfect opportunity, it was just bothersome that she was unable to move during this time. “Nyx…this is the end of our fight, one of us will win after the next move.”

She was going to let Nyx have plenty of time to charge an attack of her own, if she wished. If not, she was going to unleash everything that she had left and pray that she’d connect. If not, a good rest would be what she needed because she had never exerted so much of herself in a fight and she was still feeling like she made great progress. Still, Nyx seemed to have a lot more luck and skill than Ayane did and it really made her think about what she needed to do with her training. She couldn’t keep training skills, it would be foolish to continue training skills if she didn’t train her body as well. Without a strong body, what was the point of having so many skills?

It wasn’t the first time she thought this, remembering the same thoughts while she was in the rejuvenation chamber inside West City’s Academy. And it probably wouldn’t be the last as she examined her foe, who seemed to outclass her at every step. It was infuriating, almost made her want to go on a rampage and just attack anything that moved. Surely she’d be able to beat someone on the Lookout, but that wasn’t her goal at all. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind, looking back at Nyx.

The cat was cool and collected, looking like she was enjoying the fight and everything that Ayane threw at her, which only made Ayane angrier. But she didn’t mind too much, it was more frustration than anger since this wasn’t a fight to the death. It only seemed unfair to Ayane, but that’s how life made itself known. Some people were born more naturally gifted than others, others worked harder to catch up. Ayane was born normal, so she didn’t have any real skills other than being tough as nails. She then realized that she must be thinking a mile minute, since hardly any time had passed since her brief line to Nyx.

Previous ki: 2300
Ki usage: 1600
Ki remaining: 700
(Word count 548+1604=2152)

Ayane smiled, liking the daring that Nyx was showing. This fight was going to be ended in explosive glory and she couldn’t help but smile. She unleashed the energy while Nyx rushed forward, still prepared for the worst case scenario. She didn’t have much power left and she was continuing to lose more as she watching the powerful green beam fly across the white stone tiles of the Lookout. It felt amazing to unleash so much power, but she cut it off almost as soon as she watched it clear her body and used all the energy she had left to shoot ki at her feet just moments after cutting off the energy. She had a good inkling by the way Nyx was moving that she had planned on getting close to her so this was the best way to stop that. With her defensive stance, this blast of energy wasn’t enough to even budge her let alone hurt her.

But hopefully the same would not be said for the cat-girl, this power was definitely enough to scratch her a bit since she wasn’t close to as tough as Ayane was. This was her finishing ploy, if anything, she hoped mainly for a draw so that there wouldn’t be any winner. And perhaps, cause reason for a rematch in the near future. Ayane was about out of ki, with just enough to maybe keep her eyes open after it was all said and done but she felt accomplished. This was her first real match and it seemed that she did very good for herself, despite her inability to moderate her ki usage.

Previous ki: 700
Ki usage: 500
Current ki: 200
(Word Count 272+2152= 2424)

Ayane cursed something foul when she realized her attack was ineffective, but only smiled at the barrage of blows collided with her body. Each one felt like they were lightly thrown, even though Ayane knew the power being delivered. Her body was harder than steel at this point, but that was fine. She knew that she lost this fight, Nyx still had a considerable amount more ki than she did. But after the blows stopped, she smiled tiredly at Nyx. “It was a lot of fun, you’re quite skilled. But next time, I will be better prepared for you.” She stood and then swayed a bit, being considerably exhausted from using so much ki. She didn’t even use Dabura’s sword, since this was just a simple sparring match. Slashing your opponent didn’t really count as training.

She regained her balance and rubbed her ribs, feeling a bruise forming where Nyx delivered the first attack and she wasn’t quite ready with her defense yet. “Well…let’s see if that Guardian of Earth will heal us and give us a meal. I would say that I needed to learn that technique they offer here, but I believe I’ve already learned everything I need from your time using it.” She was a quick study, techniques seemed to come easy to her. It’s just too bad that her body training wasn’t so well off. It was a rough match but it was fine, as she wandered the Lookout. The Guardian, who revealed himself as Dende, healed her and Nyx right up and offered them a good dinner and a bed for the night.

Ayane had to accept, she was just so tired from the day’s battling and she had not eaten in a while. She pigged out, but she did it with class and manners. After the food, she turned in to the bed she was previously offered and fell asleep before even finding out if Nyx had stayed as well. It was so comfortable and her dreams were relatively pleasant, including something about these balls with stars on them and traveling to distant planets. Even a training session with Vegeta, whatever those dreams had meant. Ayane woke with a yawn, stretching out at the Lookout and marveled at how much more power she had.

(Word count 380+2424=2804)

It was crazy, like even though she wasted a ton of energy before hand, it was almost as if she gained back everything and then some. That sword must have been helping her more than she thought, which she made sure was still lying beside her on the mat in the Lookout. She barely heard what Nyx had said the night before, but knew that they would be fierce rivals and perhaps good friends in the future. She got up and stretched, strapping her sword to her back with a smile. She felt much more focused and knew that it was time to undergo some real training. She stepped up to Dende and Mister Popo and begged the two of them for training, she didn’t care about techniques but she wanted to be stronger. She told them all about the fight she had and how she was inexperienced, even though the duo had watched the fight carefully.

“Alright Ayane, Mister Popo will give you special training.” He held his hand out to the Jinn beside him, who only smiled with big, creepy eyes. “This way maggot…er…young one.” He laughed and walked towards the steps that lead to the lower area of the Lookout. Ayane followed obediently, descending the steps into a large room with a giant, swinging pendulum. In the center of the room, there was a great glowing, pink circle that seemed to hum with energy. “Alright, here is where you’re going to learn your place. And maybe get stronger, we’ll see.” Popo had a mischievous grin on his face, “Stand in this circle.”

Ayane was weary but knew that if she survived this training, she would be more powerful than anyone she had ever known and this was definitely the kind of training she needed. She stepped in the circle and bowed to Mr. Popo, who only snapped his fingers. Everything constricted around Ayane and she felt as though she was being pushed through a dark tube, cold air was rushing into her face. She felt her body hit the ground and she opened her eyes, momentarily blinded by the bright sunlight. She climbed carefully to her feet and hooted loudly when she realized that her sword was with her. She didn’t know where she was and she still didn’t know how to sense energies, which meant that she was extremely lost.

But just as she was about to get frustrated and start flying, she heard a few people talking from behind a rock. She suppressed her power level to near nothingness as she listened in to their conversation.

“So, uh, Gohan…how was training with Piccolo?” The first voice was nervous, but still confident in his own abilities.

“It wasn’t too bad, Piccolo isn’t such a bad guy when you get to know him.” The other was a kid, much younger than Ayane was. “How was training with Kami on the Lookout?”

Ayane was a bit thunderstruck. She knew a bit about the recent history, as written by Gohan. She didn’t make the connection between the kid being the same Gohan as the one that had written the history texts. According to his record, Kami was the Guardian of Earth before Dende took over after the battle with Cell, who was defeated by Mr. Satan.

The first voice was proud now, “It was great, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu were there and we’ve gotten really strong.” With hearing the names of her own masters, her eyes widened. She was definitely in the past now, but when was this?

A third voice joined the previous two, this one deeper. “Get ready, the Saiyans are almost here.”

Ayane was a bit confused, especially with how far back she had gone. Saiyans were a commonplace in her time, well, not true Saiyans. They were the descendants of the great Saiyans of Earth, and a few of the direct children were still alive.

Ayane poked her head out from behind the rock, only to have the scruff of her neck grabbed by a Namekian hand. “Unhand me, who the hell do you think you are?” Ayane broke free of the Namek’s grip, scowling at him and his shocked expression.

He stalked up to her, “Who are you and what are you doing here? And more importantly, how did you break free of my grip?” He had his arms crossed and he was looking down to her, not sure what to expect.

“Mr. Piccolo, be nice to her. Maybe she’s here to help us fight the Saiyans too?” The young boy and the other one, a small bald guy both seemed to find this reasonable.

“Gohan, be quiet. We can’t trust…” He broke off as the trio turned to look at the sky, leaving Ayane looking between them like an idiot.

She looked where they were looking and sighed, there were two humanoid shapes silhouetted against the sky with the sun behind them. She knew where she was now and what was going on, this as all in Gohan’s book. This is where the Saiyan’s Nappa and Vegeta came to Earth in search of the Dragon Balls, which she realized that she had the power to change the future at this point. She smiled and watched at the pair floated to the ground, staring at the rag-tag group of warriors.

Piccolo the Namekian stepped forward, thrusting an arm out to his side while speaking. “So you two are the Saiyans?”

Ayane smiled to herself, nodding at her idea. “Yes, these two are the Saiyans. The tall one is known as Nappa and the shorter one is known as Vegeta, the Prince of All Saiyans.” She stepped up to Vegeta and knelt down before him. “Lord Vegeta, please allow me to serve you.”

Everyone stared in shock, including both of the Saiyans. They didn’t know how to respond to an Earthling would know their names, or even wish to serve with them against its own planet. Vegeta was the first to recover, smiling as he clicked the button on his scouter. She watched him do this and unleashed her energy from its suppression, letting her power reach its peak.

Vegeta nodded, “Not bad, for a non-Saiyan. Your power level is 8,400. It is a bit above Nappa here, so I think I will accept you as my servant. What is your name?” He crossed his arms and then looked to Nappa, who had been studying the girl the entire time. “Nappa, read their power levels.”

The big man nodded, pressing his scouter on. “Eh, Vegeta, looks like they’re all weaker than Raditz. This won’t be any fun at all.”

Ayane shook her head at that statement, looking to the big man. “No Nappa, they’re suppressing their power levels so you won’t get a good read. I can do the same thing. And my name is Ayane.” She smiled wickedly at the Z Fighters, “But I know a way to get those readings up for you.”

She walked towards the group, increasing the size of her purple aura with a grin. That was when she tensed, hearing three other fighters join the Z Warriors. She blanched when she saw her masters, as well as Yamcha join them. But no matter, she was not going to give up. “So boys, who’s first?”

Yamacha stepped forward first, launching towards her with a powerful punch. Ayane crouched low and activated her favorite technique, which resulted in Yamcha pulling back a broken hand. She didn’t waste any time with him, instantly moving on to her signature technique. Green orbs appeared in each hand, she pulled her arms wide with the orbs facing out. “Galactic Buster.” She put them together and fired the powerful beam attack straight ahead, smiling with satisfaction as Tien jumped in the way. Sadly enough for him, he wasn’t strong enough to keep the blast from hitting Yamcha and obliterating him as well.

Vegeta clicked his tongue, “You, Ayane, I thought you were supposed to be drawing their powers out so we could read them.” He shook his head, a small smile on his face because she was doing exactly as he would have done.

Ayane looked back and offered a weak smile, “Sorry, my lord. But I didn’t think that ones as weak as those two were even necessary to get a read on. I’ll do better this time.” She walked up to Chiaotzu, crouched down to him. “I am sorry, Master.”

He looked at her quizzically before she delivered a powerful kick to his face, followed by a quick slash from her sword. She looked at the final three fighters, smiling at them with the same murderous glare that she had before hand. “Oh, my lord…don’t kill the Namekian, he’s the reason the Dragon Balls exist.” The trio looked stunned as she revealed that information, which was followed up by Ayane charging the group.

Piccolo looked to the small, bald on. “Alright Krillin, let’s use the Multi-form.” The one known as Krillin nodded and the pair multiplied into six, rushing Ayanae quickly. But they didn’t expect her to be able to fight back as she countered shots with her sword and delivered killing blows to the clones. She could tell which one of the clones were real, careful not to deliver a killing blow to Piccolo. With the flat edge of her sword, she whirled around and delivered a smack to the back of the Namekian’s head, effectively knocking him out.

She then dispatched Krillin with a well placed energy blast to the face, and finished Gohan off as well. He was cowering in a corner, afraid to move after seeing everyone die so pathetically at the hands of an unknown female. She turned back to Vegeta and Nappa, shaking her head. “My lord, Goku the Saiyan is on his way as we speak. He is extremely powerful and learned new techniques while he was in Otherworld.”

Vegeta scratched his chin, “So he is powerful, right?” Ayane nodded, explaining how she was from the future and in her future, Vegeta had been defeated by Goku at this very fight. “Ah, but he had the help of these weaklings. You dispatched them nicely, so I think I’ll go ahead and take out Kakarot.” Ayane nodded, but didn’t have time to relax as she heard the scouters going off beside her. Goku had arrived and he wasn’t happy.

But as she was about to prepare for Goku’s rage, she was pulled back to reality and was standing in front of Mr. Popo. “Ah, that was quite the scene, maggot. Sided with Vegeta and killed everyone on the side of good, except Piccolo. You are resourceful, you might just be a little higher on the pecking order than I originally thought.” He paced back and forth, trying to decide what to do next.

Ayane smiled, “I’m ready for more, if you have anything else for me to do. I love this training, Mister Popo.” She was getting a hell of a workout and she could feel every muscle in her body tingling, and she did enjoy the change of pace. So far, she was in service to Prince Vegeta and had even killed off both of her masters. But that wasn’t real anyways, she did what was right for her anyways. The best chance of her survival was to team up with the Saiyans and then hope that Goku took pity on her should he still win. It wasn’t like anyone would be able to verify that…until Piccolo woke up, but she would make sure that he wouldn’t survive if it came to something like that.

But that was all speculation, as she also imagined what it would have been like to be with Vegeta after he gained his immortality and defeated Frieza. Then use the Namekian Dragon Balls to obtain eternal life for herself, Nappa, and even wish to make her a Saiyan. She was day-dreaming, which she was snapped out of by a surprise kick from Mister Popo.


Word count 2002+4=2006

Ayane woke up with a shock, she was in a room that was dark and a bit on the cold side. The others were littered around her, unmoving and quiet. ‘They must all be out cold,’ she thought quietly as she scoured the room for any sign of exit. She noticed that the others had certain items littered around them, both the Z Sword and Shula’s sword were lying next to their respective owner and she had to fight the overwhelming urge to take the items from them. She might be a murderer, but she was no thief. But then she considered killing them and then taking the items, making them ownerless property and thus be able to be taken guilt free.

Granted, killing them both without waking them wouldn’t be so easy. She sat in the dark and pondered the idea, not really giving enough thought into doing it. She could kill them both, but what good would that do? She needed a couple of nitwits to distract foes while she blasted them to kingdom come, for now anyways. But that didn’t matter right now, she really needed to find a way out of the ship. She activated her scans and searched the entire room for a way out, but to no look on her part, there was nothing to activate to open a door. Then she realized something that wasn’t right, something she should have noticed from the start.

She wasn’t dead. Neither were the others, even though she blew up so close to them and the Namekian probably survived as well. She should be in Otherworld right now, her soul being judged before being sent to its final resting place. But she shook that out of her mind, she would figure that out later. For now, she had to get out of this ship. She walked up to a wall and placed her hand against it, gathering a focused ki blast to penetrate the hull. But it didn’t work as the ship seemed to absorb the energy and she just sighed in frustration. She walked over to each person who was unconscious and kicked them as hard as she could, which wasn’t that hard at this point, right in the ribs.

(Word count 374+87=461)