:releases the energy of the Galick-ho not moments after realizing that she'd not only hit her sister, but sent her crashing to the ground. She had to force herself to suppress a grin and to reign in the "happiness" at accomplishing the goal of that moment- if one could call it a goal. She watched from above as her sister stood and spat blood. This brought a sort of higher satisfaction to her. Kitera continued to watch her sister carefully, she could sense the anger radiating off of Celeb towards her. Yes, she had hit her- so? Celeb did send her flying into a tree..well, attempted at least. ~She doesn't know Zanzoken, well..maybe I'll teach it to her afterwards. Maybe.~ she thought, as she arched an eyebrow with intrigue when her sister rose back into the air in front of her. ~What is she...~ she wondered, now just as confused as she had been once before. She'd never seen this before, so it wasn't another of Bejiita's attacks that she had noticed that both of them knew very well.(C)

:Yet by the time she realized that this was not an ordinary powered-up ki ball or ki blast, it was just slightly too late. Her eyes went wide as she ducked her head down and brought her arms up to cover her face. At the same time, she pushed her ki as fast as she could to practically throw herself backwards through the air in an attempt to avoid the onslaught of ki arrows. ~Damnit!~ she snarled in thought as she could feel each of the "blasts" that struck her body. She had the chance to glance up and to her dismay was to discover that these blasts were following her. "FUCK!" she grumbled, lowering her arms and in a burst of ki she spun and sped off, glancing back to watch the blast continue to follow her. ~Fricken homing attack, damnit!~ she cursed in her thoughts as she continued to fly around, making sharp turns mid-air and speeding off to try to gain distance between herself and the ki arrows. ~Smart, though.~ she thought, glancing to her sister.(C)

:made a sharp turn and dove for the ground at high speed, almost letting gravity work- but knew it went too slow for her taste at that moment when seconds counted. Her anger was beginning to boil to rage within her veins as she felt her energy being pumped to every muscle in her body at an accelerated right, the adrenaline kicking in overdrive. She watched the ground rush up to her and kept on course, sensing the arrows starting to catch up to her from behind. ~Almost...this better work..~ her thoughts grumbled once more. As she neared the canvas of the earth, she could feel dust particles zooming past her face and the faster they came the more it stung. She grit her teeth, her timing had to be exact and she couldn't close her eyes. With little time to fully maneuver, she moved her arms to have her hands in front of her so that the moment her fingertips the brushed the earth she pushed her body into a front flip.(C)

:left enough time between her movement and the arrows that they hit the earth and formed a small crater upon impact. Her dark gaze from her aqua eyes then fell upon her sister, hovering in the air above her. Kitera figured she was finding amusement in this action and this only led to piss her off even more. She growled deeply as she looked up at her. ~Amused, huh? Oooooo...~ Her eyes narrowed as she seethed in her anger, allowing it to build up. Kitera had realized early on that anger was the biggest key to a Saiya-jin's power. It allowed one to unlock hidden energy that before would have seemed impossible to reach. When she had first transformed into the first level of Super Saiya-jin during this spar-turned-"war" with her younger sister Celeb, Kitera felt as though her true potential lay not in the fully-powered level 1 transformation. Deep within her being she could feel the dormant powers that were just waiting to be found.(C)

:took a deep breath, though it was shaky with rage. She couldn't believe that she was starting to be beaten- and by her little sister, for that matter! Her sister didn't even know Zanzoken yet was able to laugh humorously while Kitera dodged ki arrows for her life. She had been "considerate" in not fully powering the Galick-Ho at her sister. Hell, for a spar and as a Super Saiya-jin, she was fucking holding back! And Kitera knew that she herself was holding back because of what she had felt. Yet Celeb...was still seeming to toy with her. Kitera couldn't stand it. Her anger, now rage, boiled even more and her veins filled with the hot liquid as her blood pulsed throughout her body with the help of her racing heartbeat and her high adrenaline. Each of the digits of her fingers curled slowly as she formed tight fists with each hand. Her teeth by now had been gnashed together to the point that her jaw was beginning to throb with pain.(C)

:fed her energy and power with each passing second of rage mixed with pain. Super Saiya-jin level 1, though once a goal long struggled for, now felt like just a simple stepping stone. Her power had increased so much since her first transformation, it was easy for her to tell by this point. It seemed so far in the past that she had even conquered the level that she no longer cared. Now she simply looked to the future and her goal of harnessing the covetous level 2 power. She could feel it within her grasp..so close yet almost so far away at the same time. Just as in the first transformation, the determination of wanting to meet that level burned within her and fueled the fire of her growing power. The determination and rage that flamed within shone behind her aqua eyes as the ground where she stood began to shake in response to her rapidly rising energy. Not only was it beginning to crack, but as well began to give way beneath her.(C)

:concentrated on her rage, on the fact that her little sister seemed to be mocking her, the fact that her older brother always taunted her because he could reach Super Saiya-jin 2 with no problem and she had yet to harness the power. Just because she was three years younger and not at his level when he was her age... She narrowed her eyes further and dug her nails into her palms, for the second time piercing the now-rough flesh. She had to hold back the overwhelming pain as the holes in her palms sent signals rushing to her brain at the same time as her jaw, which by now was starting to sear in pain from gritting her teeth so hard and for so long. Coinciding with the rise of power was the increase in the flaming golden aura about her body, which seemed in itself the creator of the collapsing earth beneath her boots. Electricity began to crackle and snake its way from her body to the ground and outward in a non-descript pattern.(C)

:knew her power-up was no where near completion and continued to push on. Unlike before, she would not let herself scream and so kept up her denial of allowing such a sound to escape her lips, much less her vocal chords. Such an act she deemed unnecessary at the moment- it was a last resort, the last ditch effort to push her power beyond the limits it had led her to believe she had. No longer would her siblings be able to toy with her- she would see to it. By now, not only had she set her mind on becoming a level 2 Super Saiya-jin, as Kakarotto had named as such, but she would silence her brother's nagging about her inability to do so. And one day...one day she strive for level 3. But for now that was long off. The present moment, her focus on becoming a level 2, that was all that mattered. She had to shift her focus and return her mind to the goal of now, the one she was so close to. Just moments more of this agonizing torture she would have to force herself to endure and then...then she would silence those that said she couldn't do it.(C)

:By now she felt like it was burning from within. With every agonizing second, her power multiplied its numerical value- were she to have even put a value to it- and expanded, taking over and infiltrating her through ever muscle fiber of her being, every thought she had and even taking over to her very soul. The fire continued to be fueled and continued to grow, pushing out her aura further and forcing the winds to alter their course in accordance to solely her. Gusts picked up and rippled through her hair while tossing her limp tail around like an unstable branch of a tree. The wind picked up the debris of the broken ground beneath her and threw it out and around her crater formed by her continuously rising energy. She would make it, there was no way that she would quit now.. Kitera dug her nails deeper into the palms of her hands, feeling the warm red liquid, her essence and life force, begin to ooze its way between her fingers and form into droplets on her knuckles, dripping helplessly to the ground.(C)

:finally feels as if she will have to let this developing scream within her lungs escape as the pain excellerated. She tried to keep it held at bay, refusing to let it go. She would withstand this self-inflicted pain and turn it into the necessary fuel to keep the energy rising, to bring her that much closer to the threshold of the Super Saiya-jin 2. She didn't care if she had to bore complete holes through her hands, if it helped her keep going, she would do so- attaining her goal was all she cared about- and then she would show her little sister what sparring a Saiya-jin at their full potential is truly like. Chunks of earth and small rocks were now being torn from their homes on the earthen floor in response to the disruption of the Earth's normal energy plane because of Kitera. These themselves broke apart, shattering and becoming like the dust that was thrown around by the hurricane-like winds that swirled around her body on command of her energy.(C)

:knew that the full potential of her energy would never be reached unless she could find that one final necessary boost she needed to reach that point. The point where she knew in her heart, mind and soul, the transformation into level two would begin. It was finally where she could see her goal become reality, she was so incredibly close she could absolutely feel it throughout her essence. Nothing was holding her back, as she knew her sister was simply hovering, dumbfounded at this source of power which Kitera had uncovered, though ironically with her help. Not that Kit would verbally admit to the fact. Instead, she reversed the idea and used it to keep her anger on a steady level, anger that had once been rage but was slowly cooling as she knew her goal becoming reality with each minute and each rise in her energy. Though her rage was slowly cooling, her determination burned brighter within her eyes, revealing that there was truly no way she was giving up at that moment.(C)

:deciding that now was the time to play her trump card on her power, she snaped her arms straight down to her sides, digging her fingernails in as far as she could, feeling as her life essence dripped away between the digits of her fingers. But she didn't care. Her head leaned back, as if gravity wouldn't let her hold it up, and she bent her back slightly backwards to compensate. Finally she allowed the scream of pain, rage and determination to reach her goal escape from within the pit of her stomach past her vocal chords and out her lips, starting softly and low but rising steadily to a higher pitch and volume. She shut her eyes tightly, involuntary teardrops forming and dripping down the side of her face into her golden hair, mingling with the sweatdrops that were already present from the amount of exhirtion required to perform such a feat. The tears were not only due to her anger, but due to her extreme pain, as well.(C)

:could feel this play working, as the hibernating power within the depths of her soul suddenly awakened to have its first glimpses of the "real world". Her current energy and this final push of power was all she had needed to raise the hidden level of Super Saiya-jin 2 from it's hiding place and present itself, allowing her to finally grasp its inviting and invigorating power for herself. Everything about her being seemed to be affected by this burst of energy. At this point, there was absolutely no turning back. A bright golden light seemed to escape from beneath the very pores of her skin and engulfed her in its warm-like glow. Within moments her entire body was hidden behind the bright light, which at that moment was the only physical sign that she had found her hidden power and unlocked its secrets for the world to see. Had she allowed herself, happiness would have spread throughout her veins and cooled her temper- but she knew that would undo all she had just put herself through and refused the emotion to even exist until she had completed the transformation.(C)

:quickly took in as much oxygen as she could to sustain her high-pitched scream which seemed to help her transformation to continue. She was so close, she could feel it. Right in her grasp was the power of a level 2 Super Saiya-jin, all she needed was to finish this tedious task of transforming- one she could eventually make herself command and conquer, just as she had the level 1. It would be hers to be called forth whenever she pleased- she could imagine it clearly, even as the pain from her hands continued to shoot its way through her arms into her brain. By now, she had pushed it aside, focusing everything on the desire to fulfill the one goal she had- to complete and become a level 2. The power for which she had once been mocked because she lacked was now hers for the taking. Giving off one final yelp of pain, rage and determination, she pushed beyond the limits she knew and forced her body to complete the transformation.(C)

:felt the winds kick up faster and the earth give way more and more beneath her, pushing her body further into a crater made by her own sheer power. More electric sparks snaked through the pure golden light and skittered across the ground, whether to or away from her didn't seem to matter. The dust which had once seemed to settle was picked up again blow further away as several other chunks of dirt arose from their spots and shattered into millions more dust particles as the hurricane-force winds saw fit. Finally, the light began to dissipate, leaving behind Kitera's shimmering golden aura that crackled with electricity, defining the fact that she was indeed at the Super Saiya-jin 2 level. As her form became visible, one would notice minimal physical differences in her appearance in comparison to the difference between normal state and level one. All the while as she had been basked in the glow of her own power, her golden tendrils atop her head had grown a barely noticeable length longer but had more noticeable separated into defining spikes.(C)

:had felt her muscles bulge and relax in the new-found strength given by her ascended state and was finally allowing her fingers to relax and uncurl from their painful "residence" literally within her palm. She didn't care that she was bleeding- it was all part of the process. In this case, she felt she would have never attained this goal unless she had once more inflicted herself with pain to feed her fury and aid her power. Her golden tail flicked and swayed behind her, more noticeable as the winds died down and the dust purely settled. As she stood, ignoring the pain signals from her palms, she opened her eyes, her scream having quieted moments earlier, and laid her aqua-turquoise pupils upon her sister, a sinister-like, yet satisfied, grin tugging at the corner of her lips. She knew she now would be victor of this spar-turned-"war" and would take delight.(C)

:grinned wider, almost as though with a sadistic lust, as her mind settled on a course of action for a counter attack. She'd show her sister that she was nothing to mess with and taunt. In this case alone was she like her brother Bejiita- she hated to be toyed with and mocked, it only led to damage her pride and deflate her ego. She hated this part of her personality, but it seemed an inherited trait that wouldn't die, and so she had to live with it. Like her brother, she hated to have her pride hurt, and so Kitera was not going be as "considerate" now as she had been before- though for her sister's sake she wouldn't go all out enough to kill her. ~Though it takes all the fun out of it, it wouldn't be fair to her so that we'd have a more even match next time.~ she thought, her transformation having boosted her ego and her pride that much higher- another typical characteristic of her race.(C)

:set her sight on another of her brother's attacks, this one though was more powerful than either of the two she had previously done, and that was mostly due to the fact that her personal energy had risen quite substantially. With such little effort needed to gather the necessary ki for the attack, she almost took her time in preparing. Kitera was quite aware that her sister was still dumbfounded over the fact that she could reach SSj2, not that it mattered since Kit's speed had also greatly increased. She took a step to the side, sinking her boots into the ground to give herself balance for this attack, as she brought her arms up and extended them to either side of her body with her palms facing towards her sister. She narrowed her eyes as she concentrated ki into both palms, though her grin turned to a simple smirk as she realized her pride would now be restored. She even had to force herself not to concentrate too much of her energy into the attack since she know that now her power was substanially larger than her sister's.(C)

:decided not to move and instead changed her original idea and felt she would be nice by giving Celeb somewhat of a chance against the attack by firing from where she stood. Bringing her hands together at her wrists in front of her, she charged the two ki concentrations into one blast, forcing the large amount of focused ki to escape from her body and fire at her sister while she screamed out "FINAL FLASH!" ~Dodge this.~ she thought sadistically as she let the huge blast go after a minute or so.(E)