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5:
The Return
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Extra Info: Characters
The Rules
Saga Gains
Introduction:
Far away there glows a tiny light, spiraling upon a twirling
nebula. This small sparkle of blue twinkles lightly, reflecting the
rays of a distant, dying sun. Gases of the space and particles of
dust and molten rock rotate about it, as this shard of life and hope
floats there.
The tiny, shattered remain of a single entity lifts the
energy levels here, glowing and fading as it struggles to seek out
it’s seven other parts, using the remaining powers within to call
out to it’s brethren, Light and Dark, opposing factors of life and
death, strong and weak, good and evil.
A small voice comes out of it, echoing for light years, as
the other seven parts reply the same voice in unison.
“Hope is lost…”
A bright, wonderful day on Namek rises again from the corners
of the sky as the twin suns of that sector are allowed to take
command from the twilight that the planet’s residents refer to as
night.
Darien looks up from his spot of morning seclusion, nearby a
small pond, his five pupils, five of the strongest warriors on the
planet, all stirring from the revitalizing warmth of the sun’s
rays.
The one-time Z-fighter blinks and narrows his eyes as he
senses something… odd. He can’t really explain the oddity of
this weird, new feeling, and instead of bothering his students, nods
to one of them and lifts into the air.
The morning breeze filters through his cape and purple gi,
his antennae rippling behind his head as the suns appear to rise
slower than usual. Between them, where no normal eyes can look due
to the blinding light, appears a tiny glint. Not exactly a glint as
if one were to think of a star, more like if one were referring to a
piece of metal, reflecting the light just right.
“The hell? It’s getting closer…” he mutters, flaring
his white ki and stopping in the air there, tilting his head in
curiosity.
The small, silver glint appears to move closer to him,
somehow.
“Company expected around here? We haven’t had too many
ships in awhile.” He bites his lip curiously, looking at the
approaching vessel, unable to determine the shape or anything else.
Time suddenly slows as Darien realizes he senses no sign of
life on the approaching vessel. This is not the only reason why
things move slowly. He powers up but stops when he feels deep down
in his heart a disturbance from his planet, from deep in space.
“Hope is lost…” echoes the voice.
Darien turns his head to the sky and then realizes what this
means, all too late. A sudden epiphany as his head moves slowly,
slowly, towards the moving glint in the distance.
The air stops moving.
Darien looks down at his chest, purple blood flowing from the
hole in his heart.
Then back up at the glint he looks, though it is gone now,
replaced by a massive vessel, bulging and fat like a whale, nearly a
mile long, like a huge arrowhead.
It slows down from its tremendous speed, hovering in the air
there, massive quakes shattering the ground as this monstrosity just
sits there like a terrible omen, blotting the sky for miles below
thanks to the perfect alignment before the sun.
Before it floats a strange, silver being, strong and big
muscled, perfectly smooth skinned, as if a muscle building human had
been drenched in liquid silver. He grins, red eyes glowing. Four
smaller, slim beings float behind him, arms folded.
Darien senses nothing from them. Nothing at all.
The namekian looks down at the hole in his chest. The seeping
blood.
“On behalf of 5, I claim this planet.” The being states,
a serious, business manner on his face as if he were on his way to
the office for a days work.
Darien doesn’t appear to listen though, as he turns to
regard a small, white bird flying in the distance. His eyes focus
partly on it, as he feels his life slipping.
“Hope is lost…”
Darien opens his mouth a little, in a hole, looking in
disbelief as he realizes this meaning.
The namekian falls to the earth. He is vaporized before he
even hits.
Information:
From the depths of space has come a terrible threat to all
living things. 5 has survived, and brings with him forces never
before believable, and only a small fraction of his Android army’s
true might at that. Our galaxy is all that stands between him and
total control. What of the legendary Scepters of Light, Dark, and
Hope? Two have vanished after terrible run-ins amongst our heroes,
and the third, the binding spirit force, has been shattered into
many pieces. Namek falls early, before any word travels out, in a
horrible cataclysm leaving none of the natives alive, the dragon
balls of the planet destroyed, and a new base of operations for the
new threat. Or is the threat really new? How long has 5 been
plotting not only this simple revenge, but also the conquest of all
reality? Only time…
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