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New Friends and New Enemies; War PS
Topic Started: May 28 2014, 08:08 PM (394 Views)
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[align=center]Part I: The Avalon Paladins
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The pitch black vacuum of space suddenly changed to luminous color with the view of cities as far as the eye could see when the Daedalus finally entered Avalon’s atmosphere. The pink haired warrior didn’t know how the ship was able to reach his previous destinations so fast, seeing as in his past it took much longer for him to reach another planet. Either way he figured that he shouldn’t complain about good fortune and decided to look below to scout out the planet that his patron sent him to. Walid heard rumors about the planet being overrun with an elite organization of warriors and was shocked to see an army below.

They didn’t notice his ship, but he had to admit that the sight of millions of soldiers below him scared him a bit. He knew that they probably wouldn’t have harmed him since he was fighting for their side in the war, but that didn’t stop him from feeling fear. As he looked around more he couldn’t spot a place to land the Daedalus and then decided to just leave his spacecraft in the sky. Or at least that’s what he thought of doing first. Brontos though otherwise because of the risks it could have.

“If they spot a ship flying while this war is going on,” his patron shouted into the pink haired warrior’s head, “They won’t hesitate to fire with all their might.”

As much as Walid liked a challenge of fighting stronger opponents, he knew that fighting the Paladins was suicide and took Brontos’s advice by landing down near an abandoned village. Just so that nothing bad would happen to his unborn Kassack, Walid stuffed the egg into a vault that any robber would have trouble opening and then slipped on his axe to head out to greet the Paladins. Before Walid headed out he made sure to slide on a ring that was given to him by the Protectorate and hoped it’d vouch for him. Once the pink haired warrior was finally ready, he opened the hatch for the Daedalus and flew into the air.

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While one plan was going on, another one was being made somewhere in space close to Planet Avalon. There was a Planet Trade Organization ship and within it, housed two PTO grunts with their General, Rizor. The cold hearted alien sat calmly in his seat as he looked below at the planet filled with a large army of Paladins and grinned. He knew that a fight with the Protectorate wasn’t a part of the PTO’s plan for the war, but he wanted to get rid of his worthless members somehow.

“Has Mauzu returned yet?” the general asked, wanting to know if he could send his worthless assassin as well and frowned when he heard that his minion had not, “I guess we can wait for a while then.” Rizor had been waiting a while for his assassin Mauzu to be defeated by someone and knew that Avalon would be the perfect place. There was no chance the Paladins would seek mercy on someone who tried to kill them. With that the General waved his arm to signal his grunts to head off as he continued to watch Avalon.

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Back to where Walid was, he finally reached a building with the words “Avalon Paladin’s Base 1-CC”. Thinking that the pink haired warrior arrived to his destination he walked through the cemented path that lead from the base to the streets of Avalon. Before the warrior could walk up to the door though, his scouter started to beep and he was greeted by four Paladins with their swords pointed at him. That caused Walid to get angry, but he remained calmed. The last thing he wanted to do was fight an army of warriors.

Words tried to come out of the pink haired warrior’s mouth, but he couldn’t think of anything that could get him out of the situation. He turned to his patron and even he was speechless. Walid could understand them wanting to protect their base from enemies, but why the Zaunite? What did he do? Did the Paladins have a grudge with Zaun?

“What brings you here PTO scum,” one of the Paladins spoke in a muffled voice due to his helm, “You’re not welcomed here.” It was true that the warrior was wearing the traditional armor given to those fighting for the Planet Trade Organization, but was that really a form of I.D.? Upon closer inspection the Paladin also saw that Walid had on a ring that had the Paladin’s symbol given to those within the organization.

“And where on earth did you get that?” he spoke in a loud tone, pointing his sword at Walid’s finger. Without even waiting for a response from the pink haired warrior, the Paladin swung his mighty longsword which resulted in Walid jumping out of the way. The warrior from Zaun also slid his axe around as if he was preparing to fight. He knew that Brontos didn’t want him to, but if someone wasn’t even going to give him the chance to defend himself, then he didn’t want to try and get them to think otherwise.

“If you must know I was given this by the Protectorate,” Walid growled, “But if you want me to prove that I earned this, then go ahead and test me.” Instantly after the pink haired warrior finished speaking, the Paladin rushed forward and struck his sword against Walid’s armor. It sent him flying backwards, but thanks to him sliding his axe on the ground he didn’t go very far. With all of the pink haired warrior’s might, he swung his axe towards his opponent, only for their weapons to collide, causing a bright glow to appear as two steel clashed.

“Normally at a time like this I would tell you to stop what you’re doing Walid,” the words of Brontos echoed throughout the warrior’s mind, “But this guy is annoying. Take him out or die trying.”

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[align=center]Part II: Walking Down the Path of a Warrior
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Once the spark from the pink haired warrior’s axe and his opponent’s longsword finally vanished, it revealed the Paladin lying on the ground with his helmet knocked off. Walid took a closer look at the person who tried his best to end the avatar of War’s life to see that it was a man around his age with long white hair. When the warrior began to wonder why the Paladin friends didn’t jump in and save him, he suddenly heard a few of them chuckle. Did I just miss a joke? Their friend is lying on his ass.

Before another thought could form inside of Walid’s head, a shining bright light emerged from where the Paladin laid and revealed that the man who attacked the pink haired warrior stood back up with a menacing stare. His eyes changed red like a demon’s and his white hair grew longer. No wanting to show that he wasn’t going to back down, the warrior swung his axe around as the Paladin lunged forward with his longsword held out. Walid tried to block his attacker’s sword away with his axe, but didn’t have the strength and flew backwards from the force of the Paladin’s attack.

What the hell, did he just get a major power boost? The pink haired warrior dug his axe into the ground to prevent himself to fly back even further, but once he did the Paladin was standing next to him. With one quick swipe, Walid’s attacking swung his fist at the warrior’s torso and caused Walid to slowly lose consciousness. He tried to muster up the strength to swing his axe again, but wasn’t able to and closed his eyes because of the intense pain he felt on his gut.

“Alright that’s enough,” an unknown voice could be heard and revealed yet another Paladin joining the fray. Unlike the others, he was carrying a long axe and shot an angry look at the man who knocked out Walid. After that the old man waved his arms to make the other Paladins go away and then picked up the knocked out warrior from Laerys. The old Paladin checked out Walid’s wounds and then began walking towards the base as the Paladin who attacked the pink haired warrior watched with an evil look.

“What does he think he’s doing… letting an outsider in our domain?” the Paladin muttered under his breath and then waved his arms to make the other Paladins follow him.

After the old Paladin walked for a few minutes he finally reached a medical room and then tossed Walid’s body onto a table. He laid the warrior’s axe next to where Walid was laying and walked off until the pink haired warrior woke back up. About an hour later he warrior finally opened his eyes right as the axe wielding Paladin came back with a grin on his face. At first Walid wanted to attack after his last encounter with a Paladin went, but felt like he could trust the Old Paladin more.

“I saw your fight with Tony,” the old Paladin said, “You didn’t do very well but you showed some talent with your axe.” Never in the warrior’s life did he think he’d hear someone say that, considering Calad called him a novice with his weapon when they sparred. It meant a lot to him to hear someone say that, but still had mixed feelings about the Paladin until he was offered something from the old man.

“I’d like you to stay here. I’ll make you a force to be reckoned with your axe,” the Paladin said and then started to walk off, “But of course it’s your choice, I’m not going to force someone into staying here.” Once the Paladin was finally out of Walid’s sight, he wondered if he should stay. It was true that his goal on Avalon was to stay and train, but after he met “Tony” he wasn’t sure. The pink haired warrior then picked up his axe and then walked out to see check out the “Base.”

The first thing that he noticed was a large room filled with other Paladin swinging their swords at training dummies. He had to admit, as he watched each one strike, he felt their powerful aura emitting from their body. Not many things impressed the warrior from Laerys and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t. While he watched he noticed that the old Paladin was standing next to him and instead of saying anything, Walid nodded in agreement to staying at the Paladin’s Base.

After about a couple of days, Walid spent his time with the Paladins and was living in a room that was only permitted to him thanks to the man who accepted him as his pupil, Wolffin Rugenster. There were more reasons than just one why the pink haired warrior lived alone; one in particular was the fact that he had an egg of an unborn Kassack. Many Paladins, Tony included, loved to fight the mighty dragons from Juno and Walid didn’t want that to happen. As the warrior closed his closet door that housed his egg he looked outside of his window and saw Paladins training with their swords.

“I wonder if who’s better, Calad or them,” the warrior muttered and then heard something above his head buzz really loudly, “Great… not again.” During the young warrior’s life at the Paladin Base, he was known as a trainee which meant he had to come to the aid of another Paladin like someone’s assistant who brought them coffee. First Walid lifted up a large jug that was filled with water in his room and then walked out to reach whoever it was that needed him. You better be right about me living here Brontos or else I’m coming after you.

“You’re late again PTO scum,” Tony said as Walid finally reached the psychotic Paladin that had been giving the pink haired warrior a hard time since he landed on Planet Avalon. Despite the anger that built up within the Zaunite’s body though, he didn’t complain and gave his “fellow” Paladin the jug of water. As he was about to leave though, Tony unsheathed his sword and pointed it right at Walid’s head, most likely to cause the warrior to attack him.

“Don’t stoop to his level Walid,” Brontos’s voice boomed into the warrior’s head, “You’re better than that, just go and forget all about him.” In a normal situation, Walid would have done whatever he could to make the Paladin suffer, but he wanted to grasp his newfound transformation better. Ever since he was a child on Zaun the one thing that the pink haired warrior wanted to do more than anything was to protect his comrades. If he couldn’t even control himself when he became stronger, then what’s the point in having allies?

With that Walid walked off and headed back to his room where he fell right on his bed to await his next task. When he decided to live with the Paladins, he thought that they would mold him into a stronger warrior but he hadn’t touched a weapon in days. Not only that, but he didn’t even do what many of the others did and fought training dummies. Just when he thought that he was never going to see action though, the Axemaster known as Wolffin Rugenster walked into his room with a special task.

Are you ready for your first fight as a Paladin?” the old man spoke, his axe held in one of his hands as if it were his staff, “Or do you want to sit there and do nothing.” The Axemaster couldn’t have chosen a better word to say because once “fight” was mentioned, Walid instantly stood back up. He never thought that his first fight would be against the man responsible for bringing him to the Paladin base, but figured everyone had to start somewhere.

“So I have to fight you?” the warrior said with a grin and then pulled out his axe to prepare for a fight with Wolffin. After he finished speaking though, he got the feeling that the battle would be between someone else as the Axemaster started to chuckle. It didn’t matter much to the Zaunite; he was prepared to fight anyone who stood in his way. Plus if he got him out of being someone’s errand boy, then he wouldn’t stop until he was crown as the victor.

On that note the warrior started to ready himself for the fight by gathering up what he needed, but only took his axe and a water bottle. He figured that if he won by using less equipment, it’d show the council that he was prime suspect to move onto the next stage of a Paladin. Once the warrior was ready, he walked out of his room with the Axemaster to head for the person he was about to fight. Whoever they were, the pink haired warrior hoped they were ready for him.

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[align=center]Part III: Walid vs. the "Training Dummy"
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Finally after some time Wolffin and the Avatar of War made it to the gymnasium where many fights were held and as Walid walked down the long hallway that led to the main arena he heard the crowd shouting for him to lose. Being in a closed off place before a fight kind of brought back memories for the pink haired warrior. The first time that he met Lysses the Berserker was within the stone walls of Laerys’s famous gladiator dome and caused the warrior to wonder if his fight would result the same way, a new rival that he would be determined to challenge again.

While Walid’s fight was about to begin though, elsewhere a plan was finally ready to take place as a small hooded figure dropped in front of where Rizor’s throne was. The tiny figure wrapped in a purple cloak was huffing from the exercise he received escaping from his last mission. He didn’t even have to tell his PTO General what happened, the blue skinned alien was already aware that his assassin failed. Not only that, but he was still alive. The General shook his head and then opened his mouth.

“It’s fine, but before you get comfortable here,” the General’s harsh and raspy voice said, “Head to one of the escape pods with the others. We’re about to attack Avalon.” The moment the small assassin heard his leader’s command, his eyes grew twice its size. He knew that his leader was crazy, but a suicide mission? Regardless he did exactly what Rizor did and followed the others.

[align=center]“Let’s see if now I can finally get rid of you, you worthless excuse of an assassin.”[/align]

Back on Avalon, the pink haired warrior finally reached the main arena and kept his eyes peeled on the door opposite of his side for his opponent. He somewhat felt defenseless without his scouter, but that made him even more excited because he knew he wouldn’t know how strong the fighter was. Once the crowd finally quiet down more, the door opened up like most garage doors did and bright orange eyes shined. Instantly the warrior had a feeling he knew what his opponent was and felt worried. They want me to fight a Legion Android?!

Suddenly before Walid could even get a closer look he noticed a faint green blur leaving from the storage room and struck him under his chin. The pink haired warrior’s head went backwards for a few moments and then retracted so that he could see his opponent. It was a green android that honestly didn’t look like it could hurt even a fly. Before waiting for the robot to try something else, orange energy dripped from the warrior’s arm until it formed an orange spinning disk in his right hand. With no hesitation at all, Walid threw his disk and then headed straight for the android.

Right when he was about to throw out his punch he noticed that the android opened its top like it was a trashcan and consumed his attack. Never before in the young warrior’s life did he think that he’d have to worry about his own attacks being eaten. After he realized that the training bot was capable of eating his energy, he came up with another strategy. Walid pulled his axe around and when he did, the short green robot exploded for his head with a headbutt.

Not going to get me this time trash heap. In a quick fashion, the warrior from Laerys whipped his axe around and shielded himself from the android’s attack. As he felt his opponent collide with his weapon though, he noticed that something emitted from its leg. His eyes widened because he knew that a close range attack could be deadly, but it was too late. The android’s leg collided with the pink haired warrior’s shoulder and then exploded upon impact.

After it did, the crowd started to boo at Walid, but within the smoke he was slowly hatching up a plan and started to channel his energy into his axe. Finally part of the arena cleared up and the sight of the pink haired warrior could be found with a grin on his face. There were bruises over his face, but still had the confidence of a proud warrior from Zaun. Once Walid’s body was finally visible he quickly vanished from sight altogether to reappear right behind the android.

With all of the pink haired warrior’s might, he swung his axe in a downward swipe, hoping he attacked the android. His eye closed slightly at the sight of sparks flying when his blade collided with the robot’s metal armored body, but he wasn’t about to stop his momentum. Fire rose up from his stomach to his throat until a wave of fire expelled straight for the training bot. Walid’s cocky grin was still visible, but soon vanished after he saw that the short green android stood back up. That was the first time he witness a robot standing back up from one of his attacks and he was happy.

“So you still want more?” the warrior said as he pulled his axe back for another strike, “Then bring it---.” Out of nowhere an explosion happened outside and caused the whole arena to shake. The crowd who were focused on the fight quickly grabbed their longswords and then jumped down to see what was up outside. The pink haired watched as everyone marched outside and noticed that the green android he was fighting went back into his room.

“Wait what is going on?” the warrior shouted, but no one told him a thing. He knew that it was an attack, he just didn’t know if it meant that his battle was over. Avalon had a couple of Paladins, ready for situations such as attacks, so why was everyone headed outside? Did they know who the enemy was already? Walid figured that standing around wasn’t going to answer his questions and readied his axe as he walked behind the other Paladins. While he did so he couldn’t spot the Axemaster.

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Once the warrior finally wandered to the outside world, he noticed as few aliens were attacking the town closest to the base that he was living at. He didn’t even have to question what was going on anymore; he knew that it was an attack by the PTO the moment he saw each fighter wearing the same armor he had on. In an instant, Walid was airborne and headed to the fray so that he could defeat the PTO scumbags. Fire shot out from his mouth and started to cause most of the aliens to topple over to try and put out the flames. Can’t stand the heat? Stay away from Avalon.

While the pink haired warrior was focused in on his thoughts, he noticed that two aliens were headed for him with their arms extended outward to try and punch him. Before they could even do a thing Walid swung his axe around to send each one flying and towards a crowd of Paladins that was sure that would be their deathbeds. After that Walid attacked one by one with his axe, still scouting to see where Wolffin went. The Axemaster was like a teacher to him and he didn’t feel right to fight without knowing that his master was safe.

During his axe swings the warrior heard sounds of sword being planted down into the ground along with last breaths that caused him to feel at home. On his home planet, in the town that he grew up in, there was nothing but fighting that happened. One by one people would fall from someone else’s fists or weapon as if war was a game to them. Walid never really thought fighting was great, but after he watched what was happening on Avalon, he realized that he was homesick. He was the Avatar of War, and needed to fight to maintain the power given to him by Brontos.

Out of nowhere the pink haired warrior watched as PTO fighters flew into the air and aimed their arms at the group of Paladins below. Let’s see how you like this one. Walid summoned up his orange Kienzan and then tossed it so that it would meet each PTO scum that was lined up. Unfortunately for him his plan didn’t go exactly as he thought things would because one of them grabbed a hold of one of their comrades to use him as a shield. Seeing that caused Walid’s blood to boil and suddenly red markings appeared on his arms. His pupils vanished as his transformation started to sink in and his patron was worried.

“Let’s see if your training is actually working, young Walid,” Brontos said, “Feel the power, embrace it. Show the Planet Trade Organization what Avalon has to offer.”

“How dare you shed blood to your own side,” the warrior shouted and then flew into the air with his axe held downward. Once the pink haired warrior was within range, he swung his weapon not once, not twice, but three times to finish off the PTO scum that angered him. Afterwards he wanted to attack more people to sustain his transformation but he couldn’t see anyone that wasn’t a Paladin. The sight of Tony came within Walid’s view, but he resisted the urge to attack his own side, even if he hated them.

Right as he was about to drop down to attack the petty officers below that weren’t worth his time, an unknown energy blast flew passed his head. Thankfully for him whoever launched it had lousy aim and only grazed his hair, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to allow them to get away with it. Walid turned around to see who it was that attacked him and saw two more PTO members floating in the sky. He took a close look at their armor and saw that they had badges of some kind on them. Guess I found my new punching bags Heh.

When one of them was about to open their mouths to introduce themselves to the pink haired warrior, Walid exploded from where he was with energy building up in his mouth. Once the warrior was within a decent amount of range he caused his fire breath to expel from his throat to create a wave of flames that landed on one of his targets. As one of them patted their body like crazy while the other tried to help his comrade, the pink haired warrior launched another wave that struck the both of them.

“What the hell,” the warrior said, “And here I thought you guys would be worth my time.” On that note Walid headed for the disabled PTO members with his axe held downward and right when he swung his weapon upwards, his opponents vanished from his vision. He looked around and then noticed that they were behind him. The warrior wasn’t sure how they did, but guessed that he was wrong about them being weak. He also figured that he’d get his workout after all.

With his axe glowing in one hand, the warrior pulled out his sword so that he could attack from both sides and then spun around like a spinning top that children would play. Walid also blew fire from his mouth as he moved around and then headed for the two PTO scum. The two fighters had a feeling what the pink haired warrior’s plan was so they didn’t try to get close to him by using their fists. Instead they launched energy blast and watched as it bounced off the warrior’s “shield.”

“How... how are we supposed to hit him then Tango?” one of them said, revealing one of their names to the Zaunite and then watched as Walid’s movements were increasing. Time after time, the pink haired warrior went down in a slanted formation, aiming to strike one of the PTO fighters, but they were lucky enough to escape his attack. He saw this, and decided to move even faster until he finally struck one of them with his breath. After he did so, Walid stopped spinning and attacked one with his sword then waited for his comrade to come at him.

When the pink haired warrior went in to attack the distracted PTO fighter, his eyes widened to see that his target had vanished. Where did he go---. Before Walid could even finish his thought, the PTO warrior struck his face but still received Walid’s burning attack. The warrior heard as his opponent moaned in pain, shaking his wrist and saw an opening for an attack. As the Zaunite held up his axe to attack though, a large shadow appeared in front of him. Walid turned around to see what it was and was shocked to see that it was a large energy wave. Crap, there’s no time to escape.

The blast collided with the pink haired warrior’s body and sent him flying towards the ground while the PTO fighters started to celebrate. They had to admit that their fight with the Avatar of War didn’t go exactly as planned, but were happy to see that it finally ended. All that they needed to do was fight the other Paladins and then report back to Rizor. They hoped that if their General heard that they took out someone, they’d finally get a promotion.

“Stupid brat,” the one who was named Tango spoke, “He had no business even being in this fight. But did you see the marking on his upper arm Singo?” Once again one of the fighter’s names was mentioned and apparently was interested in the tattoo that Walid had. Why were they though and more importantly what did the pink haired warrior’s marking mean?

“Yeah,” Tango’s comrade muttered out, “I think he’s from that worthless planet that Rizor and his gang took over.” Once these words were spoken, the warrior of Laerys’s eyes lite back up when he finally found out who was responsible for what Lysses was blame for. Not only that, but the fate about his home world were also revealed. In an instant Walid sped up to where the PTO scumbags were with his clothes in tatters. Burn marks and scratches were also visible, along with his menacing eyes.

“Did I just hear you gentlemen correctly?” the warrior said, surprising the two PTO grunts, “Guess that means I have to pay this “Rizor” guy a visit. Also you failed your mission boys.” After Walid was finished speaking he wrapped his ki around the handles of his weapons and swung them in a crisscross formation. A deep cut was shown from their armors as a trail of blood flew into the air. He knew that his attack wasn’t enough to defeat them, but as he saw them heading for the ground, he had a feeling that the Paladins would finish the task. Killing never suited the pink haired warrior anyways.

As Walid landed back down and turned off his transformation, an unknown figure in the shadows watched him. Are you kidding me?! He took out Tango and Singo? Guess I need to finish him off.

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Since the pink haired warrior’s battle with the two other PTO warriors was over with, he decided to go back to the task of locating Wolffin. His first search led him to the entrance of a building that was partially destroyed from the attacks and paid close attention to the axe that was found against the wall. He didn’t even have to question why that was there. He had a feeling that he’d find the Axemaster inside so Walid walked into the dark shadows as his stalker dropped down right where the Zaunite just was. The first thing that the purple hooded figure did was check to see if he had his kunai and then entered right behind Walid.

Step by step all that the pink haired warrior could find was destroyed walls with not a single body to be found. It was good that there weren’t any corpse, but it also meant that the Axemaster was still missing in action. Suddenly after Walid took one more step, he heard a rock move behind him and looked down the dark path to see if someone caused it. He didn’t see anyone, but that didn’t stop his suspicions. He had a feeling that he was being followed, he just didn’t know by what.

This place is starting to give me the creeps, where are you Wolffin? The warrior walked even further until out of nowhere he started to hear someone breathing heavily behind him. Without calling out to see if there was someone, the pink haired warrior tossed his axe down the hallway. He heard as it struck something and wondered if it was the wall, or someone.

“If anyone is there, and didn’t get hit,” Walid growled, “I won’t miss a second time. I’ll just level this place.” It was nothing more of a bluff because he didn’t know if everyone escaped from the attack earlier. He hoped that his attacker got the picture though and grinned as he saw a darker part of the shadows move towards him. Once whoever it was that he tried to attack showed up though, he was stunned at the height of his stalker. It was a small ninja dressed man, who didn’t even come up to his waist. After Walid saw that his predator was tiny he fell backwards and started to laugh.

“I’ll show you for making fun of me…” the tiny assassin shouted and then tossed one of his metallic stars at the pink haired warrior. Right when Walid saw that something small was headed straight for him. The Zaunite used what speed his body had left in him and to narrowly evade the attack. Unfortunately for him he wasn’t as quick as he thought and noticed that a long slit was made on his cheek from the assassin’s knives.

“I guess I underestimated you little one,” Walid muttered with a focused expression on his face, “Let’s see just how tough you are though.” After the pink haired warrior finished speaking, arms sprouted from his shoulders as he headed for the assassin. He swung just one of his arms and was completely speechless when he saw that his attack caused his opponent to fly away like he was a rag doll. You… You can’t be serious about this…

It was clear to Walid that the assassin was just a harmless kid trying to play hero so he decided to walk over to the small alien to see that he even knocked his stalker unconscious. The Zaunite shook his head at the assassin and then noticed that there was a voice coming from a scouter that dropped on the ground. He wasn’t sure who was on the other end, but whoever they was, was apparently looking for a person named Mauzu.

“Um, if this is that kid’s mother,” the warrior said back to the person on the other end, “I accidently knocked your son out… I’ll bring him back if you wan--.” Before the pink haired warrior could even finish his speech, the person on the other end mentioned something that made him laugh even more. Instead of doing it out loud to cause the assassin’s self esteem to lower, he decided to do it safely in his head.

“That’s right you heard me,” the man said, “My name is General Rizor, from the Planet Trade Organization and if you’re wise, you’ll leave him untouched unless you want a full on war with us!” The blue skinned alien had to admit that even he was starting to laugh, but he wanted his plan to get rid of Mauzu to go without fail. He had a feeling that he was speaking to a Paladin and heard rumors that they weren’t the kindest people when it came to their prisoners.

“...If you are who you just said you are,” Walid responded back after his mind processed the General’s name, “Then I’m here to warn you that you’re on my list to kill. I’ll show you what happens when you piss off a Zaunite.” After Walid finished speaking his anger got the better of him and accidently smashed the scouter. He wanted to be worried that he didn’t at least get to hear what Rizor wanted to say after he told him he was coming for him, but his mind was wrapped around something else.

The General acted like the assassin was a high class fighter… but yet the small assassin couldn’t handle the pink haired warrior when he was at probably twenty five percent his full power. He wanted to think more about the subject, but his head was starting to hurt so he decided to pick up “Mauzu” and his axe then headed for the entrance to head back to the base. He didn’t know if the Paladins were winning, but hoped they did because he was exhausted.

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