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Synthtic Humanity; personal saga
Topic Started: Aug 3 2010, 03:43 AM (402 Views)
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Vlad looked up at the clouds through a stained glass window in his large library fortress he had just recently experienced quite a nightmare, it would appear his past adventures had touched the young android deeply in his subconscious mind. He seemed to dream of being incapable of fitting in as he walked through a town where all was a buzz but none acknowledged him, living in this mansion for weeks now and the only thing to greet him all day was a reflection, even the one he saved and who saved him soon departed with little more than a “see you later” as he despaired his loneliness his dream took him back to the android weapon and part of him saw a peaceful existence of duty being all one knows and all one needs to know to lead a fulfilling existence when all of a sudden it returns to a mirror showing the half of his outer self and half true self.

The now timid android recalled the dream switching to a dualistic first person perspective as rhe android gazed out into the mirror, the side that once showed his outer self-saw a serene modern city where he was accepted as if he were a normal human being with a happy life of a free man both in society and mind free of all he had once allowed to pass while the other was a world as vast and mars stretching a galaxy with him being the only “living thing” to be seen for all the distance visible to the most powerful scanner or the most sophisticated telescope.
After a moment of dumbstruck aw at the contrasting images appearing in unison in opposite eyes when a dark voice from the deepest dungeons of his mind, in the deepest recesses of what the synthetic being has to call a soul a dastardly voice declared in a question “now my modern self……which of these are the delusions of a weak personality and a “frail heart” ? ”

“No……….you no longer exist…………..YOU CAN’T BE!!!!” he Vlad protested the voice as his nightmares materialized before him in the dream “its funny how the universe works, it’s a chaotic system, these organics have it so backwards order is artificial and disorder is the way of nature. Peace love and good wishes are as artificial as an android while war, death , and destruction is all that is natural and popular” the visage prattled on while vlad gazed in horror incapable of acting as who he was, his unforgivable past and in absolvable mistake still existed, the embodiment of chaos and extinction was back and readings show unlike him the evil is as strong as ever.

The figure grabbed him by the collar and pulled him nose to nose “I am in your head, I know what you think I AM WHAT YOU THINK!!!! I am who you dread, I am what you shun and loath though know I am who you were and no matter what you may wish otherwise…..I am who you will become ” the figure declared.

Vlad gasped “No……. never!!!” He said then got a knee to the gut “you can pretend all you like but don’t act like this place is any better, same moraly deprived majority that blindly fallow trends with no understanding of its deeper meaning, such recklessly despite fools that they put corrupt polotitions in a seat of social power based on affiliation’s with ancestor’s connections to the few respectable individuals and the funniest part is the polotitions tell the men to go to war for a long dead PASIFIST and none bother to question how is going to war honoring one who is anti-war, and that’s just the most basic issue, basically they are still the same brainless and ambitious assholes that use ANY ideology of ANY kind to further their goals and brainless fools looking to be more then just “this guy” or “that gall” nothing changes with carbons, none of them respect you more then a battery operated vibrator. And you know what? THEY NEVER WILL!!!!!! You pointlessly waste needless emotions on a race that would not give you THE FUCKING COMAN CURTICY OF EVEN THE HALFEST OF ASSED FUNERALS!!!!” The figure said then burst out laughing.

“You’ll be back in me in no time with your weak personality and pathetic dreams crushed out as the filthy and barbaric biological prove themselves to be evry bit the scum I say, won’t be long at all” the visions faded as he awoke.
Without thinking further vlad flew out the window. No purpose or meaning he exited as he felt sanity seeping out of him all he knew he had to get out or be consumed.

After HRs of aimless flight he came to a lage tall grasslands under a moonless and starless sky and landed sitting on a large stone looking out into the infinite night ,
Vlad sat pondering “I want to believe he is wrong, that there is good in organics, that they are still saints, humanitarians, and philosophical thinkers still out there in the biological races and see past my mechanical form and see life if not a “soul” But optimism only goes so far, maybe it is the universes will I be damned with this hallow existence only to find fulfillment in the suffering of lesser beings, I do not wish to be evil but it seems to be the only possibility to be looked at as a one and not a thing. Ohhhh!!!! ” Vlad spoke to himself with eyes begging council towards either side.

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A dark figure could faintly be seen, lying on the branch of a big tree. The Saiyan called Bardock had left the ruckus of Kame Island for this piece of nature on a forest's edge. He calmly bit his apple, reminiscing his time as a Saiyan warrior... Before the banishment.

Keele, Riva, and the rookie Jarek, that was his crew. A nostalgic grin appeared on the Saiyan's scarred face. The sight of four space pods crashing into a mountainside came back to him, along with four moonlit ki blasts simultaneously being fired, and a planet that fell to its knees.

Then, that same smile turned sour as he remembered being dragged across the training base, scarred and humiliated in front of them. But they had stayed loyal until the very moment the King sent up his pod.

While he had been getting stronger, preparing to perhaps return to his crew, they were still back on Vegeta, facing whatever punishment the King had seen fit. And Jarek... Possibly, he had died at the King's own hands. He crushed the apple in his hand to a pulp, annoyed that he couldn't just leave now. But he had to become stronger first.

"And for that, that old perv has come quite in handy," he whispered slyly, throwing the apple out of the tree.

It was right at this time, as he looked to his side, that the Saiyan noticed a figure landing in the tall grass not too far from him. He arched his eyebrows. This person could fly, yet the scouter had not detected any power readings. Puzzled, Bardock decided to sit back and observe.

Bardock rolled his eyes when he heard a distinct male sobbing, or lamenting. He wasn't sure what to call it.
"What the hell is it with this planet?" he thought quietly to himself.

The Saiyan jumped off his branch, landing a few feet from this unknown person.

"Perhaps, if you want to believe such people exist, why don't you go look for them?" the Saiyan asked with a tone of irony.
"Because you won't find any here, that I assure you," he continued after a short pause.

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Sitting on a rock a few dozen yards off was Karas. He had come out from Kame Island to get away from that annoying old letch he called a teacher and the constant stream of weakling he had been paired up against as sparring partners.

"That old pervert is going to get it when I get back to the island," He muttered under his breath as he kept an eye on the fire infront of him that he had made a few moments ago. The lizards were cooking quite quickly on their sticks despite having only just been placed there.

"Setting me up against so many weaklings and calling it "Sparring with the new arrivals to get them started" what a joke." The warrior swept his hair from his face and picked up the first fully cooked lizard before biting into it. "He knows I need a challange once in a while or else some of his beloved magazines get a fun day at a bon-fire."

His conversason with himself ended quickly as he began to remember the good times he had with his friends back on Vegeta. All the planets that fell to them, all the innocent people begging him to spare their loved ones as he plunged his hands into the chests of his victoms before ripping their hearts from their rib cages and crushing them like ripened fruit. The laughs of his friends echoed in his mind as he flashed back to the day he was told he was to lead his own army into battle.

The flash back ended as he remembered the faces of his friends as their back had been bombarded with energy blasts while trying to protect him as he was shoved back into his space pod. Shaking his head furiously and sending his silver and black hair in all directions. "Yeah, I'm gonna have that nightmare again tonight." He claimed to himself.

All of a sudden his ears pricked up. The voices were faint but he could clearly make out the voice of another of Roshi's saiyan students. Bardock was near and he was with another. A grin spread over his face as he began to think he could get a good fight in against Bardock. Especially with the rouge saiyan as his opponent. Quickly covering the flames in dirt and making sure the fire was out and wouldn't re- egnite and spread. The saiyan quickly took to the air and sped off in the direction of Bardock's voice.

As he landed, he saw the other saiyan warrior standing over a hunched over man. "Bardock, another win?" He asked with a grin.

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Vlad looked up at the man who addressed him first and said “Hmm is that right? Well thanks for clearing that up.” He said in a neutral tone. His mind seemed to be in a world all its own he is clearly was a thinker and not that much a fighter his gaze was deep and lack of murderous intent was plain to see as his eyes gave a warm and inviting feel to them as well as a deep deep sorrow.

As a new figure entered the field Vlad shifted his attention to the newcomer and his eyes widened when he spoke the name “Bardock” he whispered then looked up “a Saiyan name” he said sounding frightened nor surprised he gave a brief chuckle “Saiyans eh?” He said and I chuckled “let tell you something, I envy, you able to kill without mercy or a crack and sleep like a baby, you who do unspeakable acts of cruelty and mayhem yet feel nothing for the victims, and you who take the murderer of other races as easily as you'd draw breath. You are truly icons to all other organics that killed for sport and need no half-assed excuse of a reason for doing so. ”He said with a long sigh.

“And your race is probably intelligent enough gather by that I am. no organic and that assumption you are correct. I am not biological in anyway, wound me and I shed no blood, place me in the vacuum of space and I will not die, aim for any vital area and no organ will be found in the spot, I am an android, and I feel like shit.” He said lowering his head “having a conscience sure does suck and yet here you are unburdened by such constraints of morality and feelings of what you did was wrong, what you intended wasn't worth the prize, that you are a monster for what you'd allowed to have happened, that your lesser emotions got the better of your judgment, that you open Pandora's box and it shall never be shut.”

Vlad sighed deeply “how did I know of your race? Are you asking yourself this? It's because back in my timeline...... I made yours and every other biological race in the galaxy all fall into extinction. ” He said and grunted in disgust and towards himself “and I was powerless to contain my rage is and there was something within me that took pleasure in making you drown in your own blood. “He said sounding disgusted with himself. “All that hard work getting into society and becoming accepted into it all was ruined all because I was offered power and I couldn't say no” He said with a sigh.

"I am not to blame for the killing... but it was my weak “heart” and desire to change the nature of organic and inorganic relationships for the better that led to the birth of the monster that destroyed all biological life in my universe.” said lowering his head “am I any less a monster then the part of me that did the killing? Does the fact I loathe pointless murder and genocide make me any more civil? Are my actions now outweighing the impurities of my inactions in the past? Am I a good or a mad being? Is my “soul” one of a victim or a victimizer? And as an android is there any way to even prove I so much as possess a soul at all?” He asked these questions that burned profoundly in his synthetic psyche.

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A familiar had joined Bardock and the stranger now, another student of Roshi's. Bardock turned his head and smiled at his fellow Saiyan.

"Karas, right?" he said. "But no, I haven't attacked this one. In fact he doesn't have any sort of powerlevel whatsoever," he continued whilst tapping his scouter.

"He's a mess, but I think he's more the cause of it than anyone else," Bardock said laughingly.

The unknown person continued his sermon again, revealing he was an android, though he wasn't nearly the android Bardock had met at Kame Island. This one was more... weak? The Saiyan wasn't sure what to call it, but whatever respect he might have had for this stranger was dwindling down by the second.

In response, Bardock's mind started wandering on its own.
"Tsk, morality ... I live by MY morality, my race's morality. Not the morality of the majority of clowns and sheep ... What is this thing, that it believes it is necessary to explain why it killed, to US, of all people? ... Ah, the soul. A good joke indeed."

"I made yours and every other biological race in the galaxy all fall into extinction."

As soon as Bardock heard this and realized the android was serious, he exchanged glances with Karas, frowning in a meaningful manner. He would have loved to just walk away from this bizarre, malfunctioning piece of technology. However, it had annoyed him dearly, as could be seen by Bardock's fidgety behaviour.

He decided to keep it short, and simply said:
"We Saiyans do not take lightly to such racism. Although, I'm sure you know this since you have such a long-running history with us, right?"
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Karas’ eye began to twitch as he listened to the android on his knees before him. A piece of machinery badmouthing the saiyan race? This thing was gonna get an ass whooping if he ever got back on his feet and Karas was still around. Stereotyping him and Bardock with that traitor of a king Vegeta was a huge slap in the face to the saiyan warrior.

“Humph,” Was all he had to say at first as he stretched and sat down cross-legged by the other two. “He has a long running history with the weaker saiyans if that’s what you mean Bardock. I would never let a factory reject get the chance to even breath on me let alone make me drown in my own blood as he so kindly put it.” He finished in an agitated tone. ‘Boy am I gonna need to raid the old man’s liquor cabinet when I get back.’ He retorted to himself in his head.

“And as far as you drowning our race in our own blood you mechanical reject, I think your full of bullshit.” He told Vlad as he began to work off some of the steam from the insults about his race through words “I think you’re full of it because of two reasons, the first being that Bardock and myself are still standing here right now and the second is that you defiantly do not seem to be even remotely anything close to a warrior or a fighter.”


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Vlad heard there protest to what he said and waited with an apologetic face he respected his code of gentleman code by letting both state any problem they may have with what he might have said “Oh deer, I have really got off on the wrong foot, I am deeply sorry for the miscommunication. I am speaking of the timeline I originated from. If you will allow I would like to do the civil thing and “iron out” the miscommunication.” He said with an honest tone as he stood “first off, I would like to give a proper civil greeting, my name is vlad, I am a synthetic human, the master work of the hermit Jack “the craftsman” and his first and final confirmed conscious creation” he said then gave a noble bow “pleased to meet you respectable gents” he said then rose up.

Vlad stretched out “Now that the proper starting was made it is time I rectify my mistake, it is the right thing for any wrong a man of any race should try to rectify the mistakes he makes” vlad said kindly. “First order of rectification is proving my state of mind is if not in perfect balance it is at least stable” he said then pulled a metallic watch from his pocket with the construction date etched into it “2500 AD” he looked at them both “this was made of synthetic metal the human race developed in 2200 AD, with this I confirm an air of truth in my claim of not being from this time now on to the universe.”

he pulled a cloth from his pocket and changed the glow in his eyes to a spotlight on it, it was white all but the center of it that had a blend of pink and gray “this spot was made out of the pollen of a plant, an alien race who’s existence and very planet does not exist in this universes timeline, the fascinating story is this plant destroyed its planet, see this was an artificial plant made by an industrial race for home defense, using many specimens of biology “borrowed” from other planets lesser life forms and it was infused with machinery so it could be controlled and its deadly “special gift” would be amiable and not to any potential threat to the plants themselves. See these plants could be chopped to pieces and each piece could grow into a new but connected specimen like a star fish, the deadly kick was in its pollen see, not only was it its reproduction, it was also a deadly biological defense that would be programed to be as defense turrets of nero toxin, the brain plant is programed with protocols by the owner and it patches it through to the linked “spawns” that serve it, the pollen liquefies when its timed defense is tripped and expels poisonous vapors when a target in in the established proximity of its owners home. Sadly the one in charge of the project died and the hope of stopping the spread of the “wild flower” prototypes was gone, all life outside itself was a threat to it so it poisoned the atmosphere rendering life on the planet outside itself and inorganics imposable.”

He decided to conclude the tale of origin and get to his involvement “I have more on the tale of the planet and its fate, but I’ll move on to relevant matters’ I am an android case of Jekyll and Hyde two “lives”, at least, “living” in one body. I appall needless slaughter and instead think fighting should be last resort defensive or used in respecting another race’s customs in the name of promoting diplomacy and peace, my other side however saw it as a means of separating the evolved from the outdated and killed for sport and giggles in the expense of biological beings frailties and mortality. I see you organics as brothers and sisters meant to stand in unity with me as sentient beings, he sees you as game kills who’s dead bodies of the exceptional can be used and kept as “trophies of the fallen and dying age of organics” he would always say then he’d laugh seeing the last of a race fall and observe them as all vitals shutdown and the give there dying breaths”

Vlad finished explaining his split personality and pulled out a trashed blood read head band and cloth wristbands soaked in blood the other two would find all familiar and the attire identical to the fashion bardock would wear and if that were not enough he also pulled out a green armor strap made in the traditional fashion of their race “so now that I showed I am not from here I will show you the “trophies” my darker side had taken from the you of my time, where your race had evolved its government to an imperialistic one instead of the kingship”

He sighed relinquishing all the “trophies” he had, the spoils of a million fallen races, the dust of bones plates of scales, tentacles, claws, and fingers and finally the preserved heart of a royal Saiyan “all these he collected in a fight the more unique or vital the part the more he enjoyed the fight and the closer he came to defeat, one of your royalty actually destroyed my body, but because my evolution when I touched a manifestation of chaos, resulting in my becoming on par with dracula in the whole return from the ashes thing, my being was restored days later in the same spot I was atomized and the benefits that came with assimilating a fusion reactor once it was restored it gathered all the energies that the throne room had and I came back with my other side still in control, he challenged the emperor to a rematch and allowed him to go ro his max of 4 million and pulled his heart out of his chest and he kept it as it was so he could treasure it always”

Vlad said as he respectfully placed the organ under the tree instead of tossing it then he looked at them “Honestly all I know of your kind is the tales and the notes my other side has left on your kind, most I could dismiss as him gloating, especially now, saying your lower class are nudist barbarians, your technology less cave dwellers, stuff like that is just him being an ass, but the things I could not simply disprove without having a personal encounter with your kind, I apologizing for “jumping the gun” like that, it was a mere stating an observation my psychotic half established, I hope to rectify my mistake and perhaps establish if not friendship a basic understanding of your and all organic kind, all of your kind fascinate me.”
He sighed “all that aside I am here in this realm because my other side finally picked off more than he could chew and got sent into what felt like an eternal purge into an ethereal void that led to all the dimensions in the omniverce and I landed in this one waking up as me, adrenalin corseling freely but at least I was sane, my powers lost to the void and, at least I held highest of hopes to this point, so was my dark side, allas he is in me, biding his time, he is every bit as strong as he was back home, the void weakened me but had no hold on him.”

Vlad shed Neon green ionic tears “he said he will be back to make me relive the days of endless deaths and I will not be able to do a damn thing to stop him, he said the strong fight alone and I am only strong enough to take a stand if others are with me” he sniffled stiffly “he said I am too close to “squishy organics” to ever be a true warrior” he looked at Karas “You are right, I am too passive to ever be one of war or the ring, I need to have an adrenalin rush to so much as defend myself, but now that I have settled from my trip through the void I can’t get any rush at all.”

Vlad looked at Bardock “Is there any way for me to remain true to who I am and still become a great warrior, a warrior of peace?” He asked as a motorcycle pulled up and a pillar of cigar smoke filled the air vlad gasped “Burn!” Vlad said and a deep malicious chuckle was heard. “You boys interested in a…… test? Let’s see who you truly are and how much you are trying to deceive yourself. Let’s pick each other’s brains of things we cherish, our doubts, our fears, our hopes, and our futures.” The deep voice spoke with the trough and rough tone of a heavy smoking trucker, it spoke in the smoke sound of it coming from all directions.

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Bardock did not care for this short circuiting piece of scrap metal. He let it talk, not bothering to stop it. Although, he gave a short nod in response to the cyborg's apologies. Even if the thing was crazy, as long as it thought it was being sincere, Bardock would let it slip.

Suddenly, the machine's attention shifted from no one in particular, to Bardock.

"Is there any way for me to remain true to who I am and still become a great warrior, a warrior of peace?"

Bardock sniffed, and turned around.

"Ask that to a warrior of peace," he said. "And find out who you are, before asking how to stay true to it. That much I do know."

The Saiyan had no idea what happened moments after. Somehow a human made vehicle had managed to show up in the middle of nowhere without so much as rustling a leaf.

"You boys interested in a…… test?" the android suddenly asked malevolently.

"... No. You would fail horribly," Bardock replied, his back already turned halfway from the machine.

He raised his hand, palm open and pushed an invisible force in both machine's direction, shoving them far away from him.

Whether or not Karas would continue to amuse the piece of machinery, he did not know, but he wouldn't wait to find out. Bardock ignited his teal aura, and soared back towards Kame Island.
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Karas had been staring wide eyed at the objects this android had been showing the two of them. This “Vlad” had obtained some impressive trophies in his time line and impressive they were indeed. Bardock’s own head and wrist bands as well as a scrap of his armor. The saiyan heart was what impressed him the most. The perfect condition of the bloody and bright red organ seamed to make the corners of his mouth begin to water. He managed to break away from those thoughts in time to see the new addition riding up on, what he had come to learn over the number of months he had been here on this planet, a motorcycle. The cigar smoke that was released shortly before the words he loved to hear at most times, “You boys interested in a…… test?"

Getting up and dusting off his pants legs, the hot blooded saiyan was thinking this new comer was picking a fight with Bardock and himself. The thought of a good fight, a real fight, was tempting to him at first until the stranger mentioned picking each other’s brains of personal information. Then something truly delightful and funny happened. Bardock had blasted the stranger right off his ride and into a cloud of smoke before flying off, most likely back to the island.

“It all depends on what kind of test your talking about bub.” Karas replied to the earlier question with his now natural attitude. The thoughts of that preserved heart had gotten him thinking about the old days of crushing an enemy’s heart in his very palm and all the blood that followed. If this new arrival wanted a fight then Karas would gladly give him one.


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Vlads body was propelled into burns and bounced off burn then burn’s body was sent into the smoke, a crushed and still burning cigar flew out at Bardock, the biker got out of the smoke and growled not seeing bardock “I don’t know whether to think him a fool for thinkin’ Vlads vocals go this deep or call him a coward for not staying” he said then sighed then smirked as he reviled burn marks on his face from the cigar brushing him “guess now I can really call myself burn” he said as his flesh repaired “man, regeneration I love you, one of the many benefits of being a bio weapon, rapid regeneration and shape shifting among other customizable evolutions I am virtually indestructible, my neurology able to stay as tamed and controlled as a machine” he said laughing at his own “perfection”.
He looked at the biological foe amd a tail sprouted and covered in scales “vlad must remember my…..gifts, my younger brother has them only fot me, I go deeper and” he said pulling out his spine and pelvis instantaneously growing new ones under his flesh and reshaping the removed ones into a long sword and shield as scales covered his flesh “I can alter and fuse genetics of any living or otherwise being I eat as well as any weapons I eat, I ate an Ozeru scout whole to get the genetics of your race, her blood was warm and sweet, like the Spartans ye are, hard and cold on the outside, WARM AND MOIST ON THE INSIDE!!!!!” he said laughing at his memories of murder.
Vlad rose, his lack of self-maintenance clear by the chock jamming his left arm and vlad using the good arn to reposition it “the Burn I knew was a professional mercenary, what is professional of killing one you are not paid to?!” He asked outraged to hear burn acted against his code, the one thing that kept vlad from hating the murderous fuck.
Burn laughed.” O’contraire my animatronic amego, in order to get the best pay I must build a reputation and the fastest way to do this I could kill a member of a race with a high reputation like his, fortunately a scouting party was nearby. I killed them and skinned them alive then ate there leader alive, what amused me was when she said “choke on them” when I pulled her entrails out and ate them while she lay powerless to stop it, a proud fool is still a fool in the grave.”
“Well if gill hired you to kill me do it and be on your way” vlad said and with a tear added “I do not belong in a world of organics anyway.”
“Whew gill wasn’t lie’n when he said your will was all but broken by the return of your dark side” Burn said then smirked “before your passive nature kills you, I have a little surprise to share.” He said.
Vlad looked up with a look of a broken spirit as he listened.
“I haven’t been ordered to kill you or destroy you, I was hired to delete you by killing you, any one with you and ALL who had ever to a glance at you in this world”
Vlad gasped.
“Women, children, elderly, infants, and whole families just for having a visual record of you” Burn said
Vlad clenched a fist “how much…….are you being paid?”
“For what you did to my bro bane I should have scraped you for free, but now I see the more liked merc is the one who gives a sporting chance so I charged 100 grand for your spare parts and $0.02 for filling up every grave in town with bio bodies,”
Vlads eyes began to static and he started fighting clearly mad “why so much for my dismantling?” he asked holding back the rage
Burn laughed at him “you have the makings of ideal pray, so I am going to anger you into seeing even passives can possess warriors in their ranks, first rule of war is known thy enemy and you will know how to force their hands, you price the life of carbons above your own so I figure putting a heavy price on your head and a small on there’s humans you will be tempted to drop your inhibitions.”
Vlad suddenly sparked then seemed to freeze up
“Yes this is good, a sudden revelation has cohered in him so now is the challenge” burn gloated
After half a minute of silence vlad showed signs of movement “I see now, my father was right, I get it all now, what Bardock said is making sence to me at long last.” He said “my father said we have things we all will fight and stride for and mine is a beater world” he sighed “and Bardock was saying some battles are imposable to be diplomatic or civil to get by” Vlad tightened a fist “both point me to my goal and both were trying to show me the way of the peace keeper is not always the passive peasant, sometimes you need those who don’t condone fighting but will when no other option is present, sometimes staying true to peace means violence can be necessary!!!!” he said and powered up getting into a fighting pose
“COME ON!!!!!!!I’LL KILL AND DEVOUR YOU BOTH!!!!!!” Burn said dropping his sword and shield as heavy plated scales took the place of flesh and lazer sharp claws took the place of nails “At the expense of losing all but 25% of my ki energy I become virtually invincible, my hide is now the among toughest things in the universe and my claws can rip the strongest halls of the most sturdy ships to kibbles and BITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO WHAT I CANT KILL YOU AY A DISTANCE I LIKE TO CHARGE AT ARMYS AND LAUGH AS THERE BLASTS DO NOTHING TO ME AND MY CLAWS GO ON MASS MURDER!!!!”

Vlad looked at Karas “I know I was wrong to jump the gun before and I understand if you never forgive me for it. But we need to work as a team, I wish to try and rectify the mistake I made with Bardock and I am sure you do not wish to die yet either but this beast is in no way going to let either of us live peacefully so we must try our best to work as a team and rip through that armor skin of his. “
The beast laughed “this is so perfect, I did not have to administer the test of individualism after all, you found your reason to live and your friend is a simple minded Neanderthal, no longer is the test needed” he said “now its on to the physicals!!!!!!!!!!!” he roared monstrously uprooting the trees and boulders “pray to whatever higher powers you hold, for I am here to purge YOU!!!!!”


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Karas looked from the now monstrous form of Burn to the now enraged form of Vlad with a sly smile spreading on his lips as he heard Vlad begging him to help. “You talk about the saiyan race as if we’re just some fools who know nothing more than how to bash someone’s skull in and grow stronger. You insult my friend and myself as well as then other saiyans out there and beg me to help you fight this thing?” He started off, his eyes taking in every detail of the heavy armored Burn.

“I should just let him have his way with you and call it done. You don’t mean anything more to me that a pile of scrap metal and bolts would.” Turning from Vlad and walking over to Burn, Karas made sure to purposely brush his shoulder against Vlad’s. Continuing to walk until he reached the beast that he had just been watching only seconds ago, the warrior known as the saiyan phoenix stopped and held his hand out to Burn. “I don’t have anything to do with this pile of junk. He barely functions as it is and wouldn’t even be fit to polish my boots. I’ll tell you what, If your making 100 grand a piece off of him then I want in. We can work together, I can make you stronger then you’d ever dream of.” With that said, Burn hand taken Karas’ hand in a firm grip in his claws. Karas smiled and pulled Burn off his feet, throwing him over his shoulder and onto his back behind him.

Turning and grabbing one of the large scales that covered his chest, Karas began to rip it off with one hand. A blast of ki began to surge in his free hand and was slammed into the opening he hand made in the bio-weapon’s chest. A large cloud of dust surrounded the two before the saiyan stepped out and looked at Vlad. “He won’t stay down for long, run now and thank me later.” Having said that he lifted off the ground with his bukujutsu and headed back off to the island.


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Vlad felt hurt when the one he trusted as an ally talk down to him like he was trash. When he went on with the ploy he felt so very betrayed and so lesser until the trap was sprung and he smiled until he was advised to run vlad tightened his fist “forget that” he said “I have something to prove to all and to those two, to gill, to humanity, to my alternative self, and to MYSELF” he said and struck a fighting pose “I will show all that a “soul” is more than a carbon claim alone as metaphysical things as well as physical thing, it is an omen, it has spirit and lettering” vlad said tightening a fist “ like the essence of TRUE law it is unisex and holds presence in all races to an equil level” he said powering up much to burns amusement

“ I have a spirit and I will do all I can to rais it back from perpetual sadness” he said as his eyes glowed “I have a soul, and like a fire it is a blaze with passion” he tightened the pose “AND THAT FLAME BURNS FOR ABSOLVING MY PAST INACTIONS AND MY TRANSGRETIONS!!!!” He said as he prepared his stance “come what may and who may my conviction shall not waver, I WILL NEVER COWER BEFORE MY OWN SHADOW,INNER DEAMONS, NOR ANYONEELSE, NOT EVEN YOU!!!!” he said with a solid conviction clear in his spirited tone as a bright green “fire” was in his eyes.

“Fine” bane said as he reverted “my work is done” he said much to vlads confusion reverted and got on his bike,
“Were you sent here to kill me or test me?” Vlad questioned in a tone of confusion
“bub, you humiliated my admittedly amateur bro, make no mistake I am pleased to hear my worthless bro was left in tears of pain for his unprofessional ego, but ti lose to a synthetic is insulting” he said as he ignited the engine “If I was here to end you, you wouldn’t be around” he said then drove away.
Vlad was dumbstruck by the pure rush of conviction took over him it was as strong as his dark side but it was virtues and morally upstanding in, the rush of righteous and not murderous fury and lust “I will have to research this intriguing phenomenon.”

Deep inside the androids mechanical mind a meaning of personas was happening “he is growing stronger isn’t he?” a vicious voice asked “strong and convicted to his cause” a colder voice said then giggled “but the coming is inevitable disappointment and failure as his colorful outlook on carbons is once again shattered and then I can take his place as his mind slips into despair” it said and the violent one showed disapproval “I DID ALL THE KILLEN!!!!”it said in slang then it started to show signs of suffering “I let you handle the masses so I DON’T HAVE TO, NO GREATER AND NO LESS REASON” the cold voice reviled as the cold violent one stoped his sounds of pain “I am the reason we are undetected and I am the original dark side” the cold voice growled “SERVE YOUR PART OR PERISH, YOUR CHOICE” it said

Vlad levitated back to his bace feeling more fulfilled than ever.

Meanwhile in an isolated location in the city the evil Gill was organizing a plan to rid the world of thinking android “so the moutan trap failed and both human and android live” he said and growled “no matter, the data burn sent me said vlad is lonely and tales of a “soulless hero” are a plenty, an android in peril will get vlads attention and the hero thing is an easy victim of DID time to set up the damsel in distress and wait for him to take the bait and have double agents inform vlad of this androids arrival and let him know that a fellow free thinking android has arrived and then snap the trap on the both of them” he said as he ordered the preporations to be made “tomorrow I smell a victory” he said.

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