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The Rains of Castamere; Bardock & Goku - Quest
Topic Started: Jul 10 2015, 01:49 AM (331 Views)
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Elemental Fury
Difficulty: Very Hard
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With all the pollution that has affected the Earth recently due to a large oil mining company, the people have invoked the fury of the elements, summoning 5 elementals of nature that have been angered and want revenge. It is up to you whether you wish to help mankind or not. You only have to convince the elementals not to destroy mankind, but be warned, the elementals are easily angered.

Rewards: +1,200 zeni, +7 DP, +2 SP, +100 all stats, +7 Rp Credits
Difficulty Bonus: +75 all stats, +40 exp
Bonus: The advanced technique Flame Shield and +2 alignment if you choose to save the planet.

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Bonus: The advanced technique Ice Blast and -2 alignment if you side with the elementals and destroy the company and its workers.
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"That's not a -- shit, wait for me!"

Goku shot from the concrete wreathed in glittering fire and left behind a trail of shimmering light. Bardock shot off after him in an instant, his body hemmed in on all sides by a shivering blue banner of light. He clenched his fists and blasted through the air at full speed in a full spiral, hoping to catch up before the other guy could collide with the giant, flaming creature in the center of the world. He'd been about four inches from reaching out and touching Goku's shoulder when a mass of blue rock slammed into his back and took him for a ride through the sky.

Bardock grunted when the stone beast caught him in the back and spun as he fell, eyes wide and hair whipping at the sides of his face. The creature that'd caught him off guard was made of blue gemstone, its face reduced to a series of malformed crags. Bardock fought back the urge to gasp (as it would not have been very stoic) and grimaced when a punch slammed into the base of his nose to hasten his descent through the air.

He spiraled hard and jetted to the side, inadvertently blasting through the side of a building and into the industrial district of Isla Roho. People screamed and fled as the Saiyan's body went tumbling through a glass window and emerged on the other side, pursued by an unfamiliar demon.

"No interference," it whispered, striking again.

Bardock ducked beneath the third strike and countered with one of his own that collided with the beast's stony face. Sheetrock cracked and threatened to shatter, but reformed itself quickly as the beast wrapped its arms around Bardock's waist and corkscrewed him toward the concrete below.

The two fighters spun and twirled in the air before Bardock's back made contact with the concrete, accompanied by a sickening boom that leveled most of the street. Cars on the corner were knocked on their sides and a building on the lip of the crater crumbled over top of it, smashing into another skyscraper and bringing the whole mesh of steel and glass down on them.

The creature shot back while the first skyscraper hit the crater that'd formed and quickly vanished, his disappearance marked by the distinct whirring of static. Bardock clambered to his feet, still dizzy, and covered his face with his arms as ribbons of glass fell from the top of the hollowed basin. The glass cut deep into his arms and rivulets of blood splashed against the remnants of 52nd Street, but Bardock didn't flinch.

Instead, he turned his attention to the problem at hand just as the second skyscraper crashed into the top of the first. The smell of death overcame the hole in the Earth and washed over him, familiar and undeniable, before Bardock had a chance to react. On instinct, he shot upward through the air and blew through the crumbling debris, to pursue the creature that'd just checked him.

Already, he could see it blasting off toward Goku, who might've been Kakarot. Unfortunately, Kakarot (or Goku) had his own demon to handle, one that was altogether more monstrous and destructive than the precise, cobalt-colored missile headed his way.

"Behind you! Send him back to me, boy!" Bardock shouted, charging off toward the still-raging battle and pursued by a wake of steely flames. His right fist was already cocked back and glowing with sickeningly hot energy, which was ready to explode against the creature's smug ass face if his new "playmate" could send it crashing back in his direction.
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From the veranda adjoined to his Master’s quarters at the Grand Palace of New Oceania, Governor Varigon smoothed his hands down the lapels of his well-tailored Armani suit as he watched the city—his city—get swallowed by the fires of revolution. A disgruntled look had completely taken over the features of his face which remained unmoving as he watched bomb after bomb explode and take a chunk of the beautiful city with it. Each one was like a stab directly into the heart of his wallet.

“That damn Saiyan. I knew he was worthless. “You can count on the Saiyans,” they all said. Well, damn them too! I should have known just by looking at him. He looked like a vagrant; a lay about; a hobo!”

Varigon continued to curse as he stepped away from the decorative marble railing and retreated back into the sweltering confines of his quarters. Waiting within the room was Yesdr, an ancient looking man with a gangly figure completely concealed by robes of many dark colored silks, who also clutched tightly onto a gnarled wood stave within his spidery, bone spur laden hands. His cracked and bleeding lips stretched wide when he smiled his snaggletooth’d smile at the incoming Governor.

That smile itself gave Varigon the chills. He half expected skittering centipedes to run across his bloody gums, dodging in and out of the gaps left by missing teeth.

“I think it is time, my lord, for you to let me work my magic,” Yesdr said, his voice a raspy whisper as it left his aged throat.

The Governor stared at his Chancellor as he considered his alternative. His deliberation didn’t last long, as another nearby explosion detonated and caused the very foundation of the Palace to tremble from its wrath.

“Very well, spellweaver. Bring this rebellion to its knees but if you fail, I’ll have your head,” Varigon stated. His words carried the same serpentine venom that he had been on the receiving end of earlier.

“Do not fret, my lord. I have just the thing in store for the poor children of mutiny. Let’s see how much they like to play with fire after my precious fire elemental gets a hold of them,” he whispered again with a wheezing laugh.

“And earth. And ice. And wind. Heh heh heh.”

Slowly, Yesdr moved to the same overlook Varigon had been standing at before. His bandaged feet barely made a sound as he hobbled his crooked steps across the stone floor. It was almost certain that he would fall if not for the aid of that massive, twisted piece of oak within his hands.

Underneath the cover of his hood, Yesdr lowered his head and began to chant. His lips moved quickly and often yet no words or whispers could be heard. Inaudibly, he intoned the works of a spell while his knotty hands started to wring the stave clutched between them. The presence of wind noticeably picked up the further into his incantation the wizard progressed.

The boom of thunder echoed overhead but there wasn’t a cloud in the sky and the air about the Palace had grown cold with an unexplainable chill. It was quite clear that the elements were at work, even to Varigon, who had never quite been a believer of his Chancellor’s abilities.

The wind transformed into a tempest and the walls became lined with ice. The empty blue sky crackled with electricity while the ground below quaked with growing tremors. It seemed to the Palace attendants and those around the coastal city’s center, the world was going to end in a mess of nature’s cataclysmic wrath.

However, before all that came to a head, Yesdr wrenched on his staff and forced it high into the air above his head. A stray wind whisked by and caught his hood, pulling it off of his head and revealing the full monstrosity of his nearly mummified face yet more terrifying than that, was the way his eyes were burning with a fire of their own. Yesdr called to the heavens, his whispers now tremendous, shrill cries, commanding the elements to manifest whole.

“Come! Come, my servants! Your Master bids you to heed his beckon! Twist the air and grind the earth! Freeze the betrayers and then watch them burn! I call you unto this material plane to do my worst!”

And so, they came.


“Behind you! Send him back to me, boy!”

Goku, himself, was moving with the speed of a fired bullet through the airs above Isla Roho. The rush of wind buffeting his ears did its best to drown out the sound of the older Saiyan’s warning but he had heard enough to warrant a quick look back. He immediately noticed the glimmering sapphire of death beautifully radiating in the sun and closing in on his tail.

Hey! At least he nearly isn’t as big as the fire guy! But.. I don’t have time to deal with him.

He had to think quick. The other man wanted the gemmed giant back and who was Goku to deny the request of a fellow Saiyan? If he was going to do this, he needed to do it fast before he was on the receiving end of the menacing creature.

“Okay! Heads up, uh--!

In the middle of his flight, Goku lurched forward and curled into a ball, simultaneously twisting his body as he brought his hands together in a tightly woven grip. At the end of his spiraling movement, he was racing forward with his back to the fire elemental, slowing his pace only a brief moment to rapidly drop back and absolutely wail on the blue manifestation with a double-fisted hammerblow.

His fists slammed into the top of the sapphire creature’s head, adding another fragmenting crack in his detailed face and sending him soaring back toward the scarred Saiyan.

“I never caught your name!”

Goku turned around to face the monumental form of fire still ahead of him and sped off.


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Some distance off, a set of dark clouds started to form. They hung low in the atmosphere, heavy and thick with the intention of storming. Their chance to rain never came, for as soon as they formed up, they started to get pulled around and around into the shape of a fledgling vortex. Down, down, the funnel stretched as it continued to whirl, endlessly winding at speeds high enough to suck up debris, overturned cars, and even stray citizens who were unfortunate enough to get caught.

On the twists of the wind, static lightning crackled. Heavy bolts of red electricity shot about and within, curling around the lengths of arms and fingertips that formed out of the very tornado itself. Another enemy was born out of yet another raw element and the wonderfully vicious cyclone was exhibiting all the same destructive signs of his brothers.

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Bardock's double-axe handle smashed into the side of the creature's face and sent it flying through the air, only for its body to break through the tip of another skyscraper and crash into the lobby of another's 45th floor. The Saiyan twisted in the air and unleashed a torrent of ki and heat that melted through the first building to completely decimate the second, hopefully consuming the crystalline beast within the explosion that formed afterward. Bardock drifted backward while the remains of his blast diffused in the air, his comrade's words echoing in his head.

“I never caught your name!”

"Bardock!" he called back, vaguely aware that his partner was already speeding off to deal with the giant, fiery tornado. "The name is Bardock."

Bardock's drift turned into a full on swerve when a bullet made of diamond came flying out of the smoke toward him. The creature shot by his left shoulder and stopped when Bardock grabbed it by the ankle, only to drop through the air on a dime. Wind whipped his hair in every direction while he dragged the beast down and slammed it into the concrete. The world shuddered in the wake of contact and a wave of sound and debris shot into the air when Bardock applied more pressure, shoving the beast through the already sizable crater and into the sewer system beneath the city.

He released the creature's ankle and shot back through the air, landing on a catwalk above the river of sewage that now streamed on below. The creature managed to scramble to its feet once it made contact with a pathway adjacent to the river, and sprang back so that its shoulders were pinned to the wall. It glanced over its shoulder and turned back to Bardock, fists clenched.

"I think this is dragging on long enough," it said. "You're a Saiyan, aren't you?"

Bardock opened his stance while a bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face, vaguely aware of the fact that the creature he was fighting was apparently sentient. He briefly considered ignoring the creature's question and flying in to punch its face off, but decided against it. Instead, he let his boots creep apart over the metal of the walkway, and kept his eyes glued to the creature's location.

"Yeah," he replied.

"You're the one sent here to fix this rebellion, aren't you?"

"No," Bardock spat through the holes in the walkway and watched his spit dissolve into the river of rushing sewage. He was pretty sure that he knew where the rest of the conversation was going to go, but decided to humor it anyway. He still had time to kill while Kakarot/Goku dealt with the fiery beast above. He could still hear the sounds of battle raging on in the distance, fierce and heavy. "I wasn't sent here to do anything like that. I was sent here to bring this place under heel."

"Bringing it under the heel of your boot would include stopping the rebellion going on here. This is what I was created to do," the creature explained. "Why would you not join me and prevent this storm from raging on?"

Bardock frowned and regretted his decision to allow the creature a moment of respite. He could see the cracks that'd been forged across its face and chest slowly shutting, reconstituted by diamond and time. Splinters of glass and shattered metal still stung in his arms and over his face, from when the skyscrapers had collapsed earlier. He was going to have to find a way to eviscerate his opponent whole, or otherwise, break him in such a way that he couldn't be repaired. The Saiyan cracked his knuckles and replied, ready to resume the beatdown any second.

"I'm not here to fix your problems, that's the bottom line. I don't care about your people or your government. No matter how this rebellion ends, it's not going to matter for very long."

"I see," the creature muttered, disappointed. Overhead, the sound of howling wind picked up; a high pitched whistle forced Bardock to cover his ears just as the creature shot forward.

He gasped and reared back when a rocky fist exploded against his nose. A flowery paraph of blood fell into the sewage and marred the metal while Bardock reared back and walked right into another blow, which caught him off guard and sent him stumbling to the side.

"Enough of this!" he roared, lashing out with a wild uppercut of his own that sent the beast flying through the hole in the sewer. Bardock shot up in hot pursuit and the two fighters clashed once again. Every blocked blow and deflected strike rocked the open street, which was full of fleeing civilians and gale force winds. Faceless bodies flew by Bardock on all sides while the two fighters ducked and wove between cars and street signs, practically determined to level the entire city block.

Steam rolled off of Bardock's fist when it crashed into the side of the creature's face and sent it careening through a wall of glass, only for the rocky beast to vanish. Bardock's eyes widened and he turned to the right just in time to receive a fist full of diamond for his efforts.

He went skidding along the concrete on the back of his armor for a full three seconds before the beast gave chase and shoved the Saiyan's head down into the sidewalk. A trail of debris and blood ran down the length of the street until Bardock finally managed to push him off with a mighty kick, which knocked the beast into a nearby bank wall. His body lingered there, stuck in a miniature crater -- but Bardock sent him crashing through to the other side with a total fucking artillery strike of a punch.

Rubble fell over the carpet like rain and lingered on the floor around the stony one while it tried to pick itself up. Bardock sprinted forward and caught its face with a running knee that spun the creature across the red carpet and into the counter in the center of the room. Blood trailed from the Saiyan's lips and arms as he straightened, bracing himself for the next round. Outside, cars flew down the street, their motion powered by the winds of change and fury.

Bardock turned to risk a glance out the window and frowned when another one of the monstrosities he'd already been struggling with touched down, his body wrapped in a shawl of lightning and cutting wind. The wind cut through the glass door like wet paper and sliced into the front of his armor, forcing him to erect a shield of ki over his flesh. Even still, the sheer force of the wind shoved him backward.

"What the fuck is this? How many of you are --"

The Saiyan's words were cut short when the rocky one looped his arms under Bardock's own and German suplexed him through the counter with a furious grunt. Bardock groaned as his shoulders broke through the wood and landed hard on the floor, but he managed to roll out of the suplex with a bit of effort and clamber to his feet in time to steel himself for whatever was to come next.

Already, the right shoulder on his armor'd been broken and a spiderweb of cracks formed along the front of his chest plate. Blood seeped out from the wounds in his arms and from the corners of his lips, and bits of tiny debris fell from his hair every time he shook his head.

"With any luck," he muttered, as the two beasts advanced on him. "Goku's having a harder fucking time than I am."
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Meanwhile, on the coastline of New Oceania, the tides stirred themselves into a frenzy. Waves crashed like meteors against the shore and washed away beachfront property, only to rise up time and time again to encroach further inward. Behind them, a gigantic figure emerged from the water, wreathed in ice and gas, determined to overtake his brothers. Already, he could feel the spirits of Earth and Fire waning.

Air was fine, and from what the spirit could understand, was already assisting Earth. That left him to deal with the human that saw fit to assault his other brother, fire. With a distinct lethargy, the embodiment of New Oceania's surrounding ocean lurched forward across the ground, swallowing up everything in its path while it approached the towering inferno that blazed in the distance.

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As he tore across the sky with the speed of a fighter jet, Goku was drawing closer to the embodiment of fire with each passing second. The elemental had already looked like a true monstrosity from a distance but as the final moments drew him in, the actual size of the breathing combustion was far more intimidating than the Saiyan had actually imagined.

The rebellious crowd gathered around the Grand Palace was in hysterics. Many tried to flee in terror of the summoned behemoth while others were far too scared to move. In the end, regardless of what path they chose, they suffered the wrath of concentrated flames hot enough to melt steel beams. The air was filled with the shrill cries of pain and fear on top of the nauseating stench of burnt hair and flesh. It was a mural of pure chaos and the insurgents were becoming nothing more than streaks of midnight black against the canvas of New Oceania’s streets.

Geez, things are bigger up close—imagine that!

He was a little embarrassed it had taken him that long to figure that out but his embarrassment would have to wait. As if the monstrous conflagration had sensed his approach, the fiery elemental turned to face Goku head on. Turned might not have been the proper word to describe how the manifestation folded in upon itself and reconstituted its entire body to confront the incoming Saiyan; a living fire without a solid structure had no reason to abide by the rules that restrict mortals of flesh and bone.

The fire elemental pulled back its head and unleashed a terrifying roar once again, spewing forth majestic flames of emerald and cobalt with the intensity of an afterburner during ignition. Wisps and puffs of smoke billowed all about his ever changing form as the heat emanating from him burned away the impurities lingering in the air.

What do I do against something like this? I mean, he’s pure fire! I’ve got to do something, though—I can’t let him keep torching these people to a crisp!

Coming in like bullet, Goku had no time for second thoughts as he aligned in a collision course with the elemental’s imagined torso. In the remaining instants before impact, the Saiyan raged with a ferocious yell of his own as he coerced his inner energy to the surface, bathing his image in a vibrant, translucent white aura. His bare arms crossed in a protective X to conceal his screaming face as he plummeted headlong into the scorching being without any knowledge of whether he’d make it through to the other side.

In hindsight, that was one of the dumbest decisions he could have made.

Miraculously, Goku wasn’t incinerated instantaneously. The Saiyan came plowing through the other side of the elemental, swathed in a mantle of flames that surrounded him with all the comfort and appearance of a burning cloak. He hit the ground, hard, like a boulder spit out of a spewing volcano. The force of his impact into the pavement left the street cratered at ground zero, which spawned extended cracks that fragmented the road into several pieces, both raised and lowered, and looking very much like a haggard jigsaw puzzle.

The crash put out most of the flames clinging to him. What remained, Goku put out with his bare hands as he stood up and turned to face the elemental.

The living flame, too, turned in on itself to face the Saiyan.

“Well, that solves that mystery!” Goku said as he glared up into the face of the monster before him; staring into the glowing waves of fire that symbolically served as eyes.

“Foolish one,” the breathing fire said. Its words were a growl on the wind; their syllables formed by air being consumed to feed the fire in precise intervals.

“Are you the Saiyan meant to snuff out this childish rebellion?”

Goku said nothing in response. He was a Saiyan, that much was true but he was in New Oceania by pure accident. If it wasn’t him that he was talking about then signs point to Bardock being the one this burning beast was talking about.

“Why do you trouble me? Our cause is the same. The Master means for us to end this petulant nuisance.” The elemental remained unmoving, with the exception of the natural rolling movement of its flames.

“I’m not about to let you barbecue all these innocent people!” Goku shouted, his fists clenching tight as the words left his mouth.

“Innocent? Innocent?!” The enormous fire laughed heartily. To anyone not aware of what was happening, one could easily mistake the monster’s laugh with that of a car repeatedly backfiring. “Very well, Saiyan, then you stand counted among those who oppose the Master.”

The constituted combustions that served as arms for the elemental quickly lashed forward, cracking with the sound of a whip as they snapped back after hurling a streaming fireball at Goku. The Saiyan almost realized too late that the inferno was on the attack, for if he had waited another second before he vaulted to the side, he would have been rotisserie.

Again, and again, the sentient flame flung fire at his enemy and each time, Goku dashed, jumped, or rolled out of the way. Each fireball hit the pavement, where it resided for a moment calmly before exploding into a ten-foot column of raging fire.

The elemental stretched tall and thin as if it were inhaling a deep breath, which also explained the horrendous groan that often accompanied a powerful vacuum. Whatever it was, Goku didn’t like the sound of it and expected something terrible to be coming his way. There wasn’t much in the way of protection when you were standing in the middle of a four-way intersection. What cars were present were already reduced to smoldering steel and fiber glass and would probably do more harm than good.

Quickly looking at the monster, Goku dropped to one knee and slammed his fist into ground at his feet until he was elbow deep in pavement. The Saiyan grabbed ahold with both hands, and with all of his alien might, pulled back on the street until it gave way and uprooted. He continued to pull, bending and shaping the pavement into a curled barrier as tall as Goku and twice as wide, just in time to shield against the tremendous flamethrower now billowing continuously out of the elemental’s gaping mouth.

That streamlined jet of fire beat against the back of that upturned street, savagely caressing it with its concentrated flames. The pavement immediately became hot to the touch, leaving Goku doing a “too hot, too hot!” dance as he rapidly blew into the palms of his hands. That was the least of his concerns, however, as the pavement began to deteriorate into its base materials of asphalt, rock, and gravel as it became superheated. In a couple of seconds, there would be nothing protecting him from that devastating breath.

I’ve got to do this quick! No time for error!

From behind the melting pavement, just before it oozed away into nothing, Goku catapulted high into the air above the scorched place that now marked his previous position. His hands were already cupped at his sides in preparation. His clutching fingers contained a small swell of pristine blue energy that quickly grew as he beckoned the energy forth. Not for long, though, as he thrust his arms forward, extending them fully as he released his control over the energy.

“KAMEHAMEHA!” Goku roared in time with the unhindered ki beam. His intonation was rapid fire.

The Kamehameha tore through, what one could assume was, the shoulder of the fire elemental. The flames that had been present were completely extinguished, smothered by the stronger of the two energies. The monster howled as if it had been wounded.

But..

That would be too easy. Soon, the flames swelled and expanded, his form shifting to compensate for the missing shoulder—filling it in until it appeared as if no damage had been done. He was whole once again.

“Oh, that’s just unfai—“ A forceful stream of chilling water rocked Goku entirely. His body was lifelessly blasted, like a raggedy doll against a fire hose, into a building on the far side of the square. Red brick and concrete washed away as he was driven repeatedly through multiple walls in multiple buildings, until the current lost its strength and he came toppling out the back of a warehouse two blocks away. He rotated end over end until he was able to regain air superiority, fortunately before he fell countless stories and hit the ground.

His mouth scowled and his eyebrows narrowed as anger overtook his emotions. Some people bawled and cowered when confronted by pain, Goku was the complete opposite—he went from as cool as a cucumber to fiery rage in no time if he was on the receiving end of unexpected pain, which was something he didn’t remember about himself until he felt that screaming ire burning up just beneath his skin.

He might not have remembered but his body did.

Goku flew up and over the buildings he had been driven through, making up the lost ground as quickly as he could. When he returned, the Saiyan was surprised to see that another elemental, an embodiment of water, had joined the fray.

Two against one? How thoughtful.

“Thanks for that drink of water! It was really refreshing after having to put up with hot head over here!” he called out, his tone carrying a throaty growl.

“Well—should we get back to it?”

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Bardock knocked the crystalline demon through the wall of the bank with a whistling right hook, before ducking beneath a cutting left from the Tornado. Wind cut into the side of his cheek and blew off a chunk of the cobalt flames surrounding Bardock's body. He traced the energy while it trailed away from his face and dissipated in the air, dispersed by the force of his foe's wind. He stumbled sideways and retaliated with a pair of fierce jabs that exploded against the creature's face and chest, to no effect.

"What the fuck are you?" Bardock muttered, skittering back over the carpeted floor and hopping back through the hole in the wall he'd created. Pockets of dust swirled off of his ankles when he accelerated, practically forced back when the windy creature blasted out after him.

The two fighters darted back and forth across the street, leaving behind little pockets of dust that were swept away by the gale of their chase. Bardock swayed to the left and dodged a jab that left bullet holes in the wall behind his head, only to be caught in the side by the emergence of the Diamondback. He gasped and went crashing through a concrete barrier, only to pop up and fire off a mighty torrent of blue ki when the two demons came cruising in after him.

The sound of howling energy ripped through the city streets and overpowered the screams of the damned, but Diamondback slipped through the stream of power and smashed Bardock's face in. The Saiyan reeled back and replied in kind with a spinning back-kick that leveled the beast and vitiated its already broken face.

Tornado came in next, having just reformed from the stream of ki that'd torn it apart. The creature swung for the fences with three wild strikes, but Bardock wove away from them with a degree of skill and retaliated with a fierce knee that forced its way into the stormy tide that constituted the beast's hip. The blow sailed straight through, and Bardock gasped -- but there wasn't time for him to properly respond before he was crushed into the ground.

A small impact crater formed around his shoulders and blossomed outward, and then, like a flourish at the end of a bloody signature, Bardock wriggled away by rolling out of his would-be grave.

The two creatures he'd been battling regrouped in that moment, and stared him down together. The sound of hurricane force winds assaulted his ears and tore away at glass and concrete, as well as carpet, polished wood, and plaster.

It was there, with his heart pounding at a rate of a million miles an hour, that Bardock realized they'd already somehow torn through about half of the city. He didn't even remember the name of the place he was helping destroy, and the faces that streamed by the building outside didn't even register. All he could feel was the sting of his wounds and all he could hear was the sound of his heart threatening to burst free of its mortal cage.

"Way to answer my fucking question," he grunted, spitting out a shock of blood onto the floor of... whatever building he was in. He hadn't seen the sign outside before he'd been knocked into next week. "Very polite of you."

"I already told you our purpose," the rocky one answered. "We were summoned by our Master to quash the rebellion that has plagued this island. You've sealed your fate by resisting this purpose."

Salt wound its way into the cuts on Bardock's arms and face through sweat while the creature spoke. The Saiyan's teeth gnashed together in his mouth, twisting his expression into an almost sinister looking scowl. Behind his eyes, a deadly fire burned, threatening to consume him. A sudden realization struck him just as he'd been about to speak, and the words practically fell out of his mouth all at once.

"You -- earlier, the storm raged on. That was a shitty pun," he said. "Do you think this is some kind of joke?"

The Saiyan's knees bent and his fists clenched hard, prefacing to the world that everything was about to be violently changed. A cloak of blue fire wrapped itself around his muscles and exploded out into a sea of visceral flame, which snapped at the world and devoured the air. The Tornado and the Diamondback shielded themselves from the growth and the sudden outburst of wind and power, their eyes glued to the spectacle that Bardock had become.

The walls of the building around him suddenly shattered, broken before the strength of his will when Bardock threw his arms out to the side and straightened with a sickening crack. Beneath him, the earth quaked and rumbled, distraught; above him, a building under duress began to collapse.

Magma flooded the Saiyan's veins as he reached the peak of his power with an otherworldly wail and the building crumbled around him. Falling debris was blasted apart before it could touch him, vaporized by the heat of a star going supernova in the middle of Isla Roho.

The last vestiges of the Roho Grand Real Estate Corporation were scattered to the wind when Bardock's scream picked up in frequency and a sphere of sizzling ki shot outward to eat the whole block.

While the storm of power and energy consumed the world in its wake, Bardock wondered if his blastwave was visible from space. At the very least, he hoped that Goku was capable of seeing it -- if only because he figured it proved his dominance over the younger man. With any luck, it'd serve as a note that Bardock was still dealing with his own problems.
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Goku and the dastardly duo were back at it again. Most of the battle revolved around the nimble Saiyan dodging the two as they assaulted him with concentrated blasts of their elements. The buildings surrounding the trio of battlers were absolutely wrecked; graffiti with blackened scorch marks from a high powered flamethrower or eroded away by the other’s equally devastating water cannon. The art looked very similar to a child trying to write his name in the snow with his own piss.

He did not know if these two got tired or felt pain like he did. From everything that had transpired so far, it seemed like he was fighting a losing battle. Even with that being the case, he did not regret his intervention.

"Whew!” he said, using the back of his forearm to wipe the sweat dripping down his brow. Just about every inch of him was drenched in perspiration from the combination of intense heat and neverending physical activity. “I’m about ready to let you hit me with another one of those ice baths, frosty! I’m in desperate need of refreshment over here!”

“You know, I bet you’re a big hit at a summer party! You, some lemons and a little bit of sugar, what a kick!” Goku wasn’t exactly sure what he was aiming at with his corny allusions but he was currently operating without a filter. If he spent too much time inside his head, he would have never been able to keep up with the gruesome twosome.

In the corner of his eye, he saw the fire behemoth once again inhaling for another torturous breath attack. These guys just didn’t know when to quit. Goku cupped his hands at his side once again in preparation of another energy attack, though he wasn’t really sure of what to expect as an outcome out of this foreboding exchange. A small blue orb of energy started to pulsate within the confines of his palms.

The fiery monster’s entire body lurched forward, stretching his head out and his body thin, as a freight train of lustrous flames came barreling out of its mouth at Goku. In turn, Goku pivoted in midair and lengthened his arms, twisting to face the incoming attack rather than leap away as he had done so many times already.

“KAMEHAMEHA!” He screamed and sent the swell of blue energy forth, watching as it ballooned and developed into a full-grown beam just before colliding with the assaulting flame breath. It was like staring down the barrel of a gun and only seeing another gun pointing back at you. It was absolutely exhilarating.

The beams met and struggled to overtake one another. The frightener of fire held its own for a good few seconds but when Goku pumped even more energy into his attack, which looked similar to a snake digesting a dinner too big for its body, the elemental was easily overpowered. The Kamehameha pushed the flamethrower all the way down and forced it back into the smoldering gargantuan’s gullet, leaving the dominant energy to pierce completely through without resistance until it crashed into the concrete below.

The burning beast was not defeated, as he had witnessed before but it did put him out of commission until he had the time to build himself back up. It remained stationary during that time, howling in some illusion of pain.

Already, the watery wrecker of cities was on the attack, assailing Goku with jets, streams, and blobs of ocean water chilled to various temperatures. He was able to stay ahead of the aquatic demon for the most part but once the arctic terror caught him with a freezing geyser of salt water and ice, he was instantly laying down. The last attack that had caught him had him again crashing into the foundation of a building but left him pinned there under the rubble, fighting the weight of construction on top of him as well as the hypothermia that immediately set in.

Perseverance, or stupidity, was one of his finer attributes, however. Despite the pain of moving and the obstacles that faced him once he was free, Goku clambered out of the ton of brick and mortar surrounding him and confronted the monster again.

Before the roving tide could attack, Goku quickly concentrated as he pointed two fingers at the center of his fluid foe. From within the currents of its chest, an explosion of ki erupted outward in all directions. The attack nearly blew the elemental apart but rather, the two halves that were created, collapsed into each other and almost immediately reformed into one.

“You got lucky with that last hit, you walking pool! There’s no way you’re going to hit me again, no matter how hard you try! You see, once I’m done mopping the floor with you and the pyromaniac over here, I’m going to pay your Master a visit!” Goku hollered, doing his best to antagonize the active attacker. He didn’t have a clue who the “Master” was, he was just trying to incite some sort of reaction out of the sentient slip and slide.

“You will not hurt the Master,” the ocean manifestation responded. Listening to its speech was like listening to someone talk while they were gargling mouthwash. It wasn’t pleasant.

As Goku had hoped, the elemental was in protective mode and started repeatedly blasting the Saiyan with spouts of ice-laden water. No matter where he bounced, there was a stream of pressurized water soon following after him which led him to direct his watery adversary’s attacks in the one place they weren’t meant to go—right into his flaming companion’s recovering body.

“ARRRGHHHssssss—“ the ablaze abomination cried as its corporeal identity was extinguished under the inappropriately managed ice water. The interaction of opposing elements resulted in a vicious expulsion of superheated steam that Goku was unable to evade—as it was quite literally, everywhere around him. The burns he suffered were minor in comparison to what he would have received had the fire creature once caught him with that maniacal flame breath.

“NNNNNNNNOOO, BROTHER—“ Goku hid under the cover of the overwhelming steam cloud as the remaining elemental raged. He resorted to spouting in all directions, sometimes gushing in a complete revolution in an attempt to blindly find his target.

The Saiyan slinked out of the steam to get some clarity on where exactly he was. His skin was a bright pink, while his drenched hair and clothes clung to him like plaster. Immediately, his attention was captured by a massive, encapsulating field of energy in the distance.

Silently, he affirmed the other Saiyan’s name. Bardock.

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Rubble settled and breaths heaved free of Bardock's chest.

Wayward snaps of energy sizzled in the air around him, impregnating the air with a tension he'd never been able to describe. He'd expended the lion's share of his energy to nuke the block and take out both of his foes at once. At least, that'd been the goal. Sweat rolled down his arms in thick droves and cooled him off as best it could as the King of Baringer fell to his knees. He propped himself up on his arms and closed his eyes, which stung with salt.

He gasped and squeezed at the layer of dust that covered the carpet, ripping through both it and the concrete beneath it. He crushed it in his hands and reared back onto his knees. Wisps of blue light danced in front of the Saiyan's vision while he panted, like an animal, at the sky. He could barely see the clouds, blackened and burned by his mighty outcry, through the veil of smog that persisted over the battlefield.

The smoke was wiped away from the battlefield in thin streaks, like dirt being torn from a windshield by a persistent rag. Bardock slowly propped himself up onto his haunches and rose to his feet while the sound of silence fell over the block. There were no more fleeing civilians or screaming demons. There were no police sirens (for the Police Station had been on the now obliterated city block), and except for the sound of his breathing, there was nothing.

Bardock stumbled when he stepped forward and craned his neck to look at the horizon, where a massive cloud of steam was rising into the sky and dispersing in short order. Goku'd managed to defeat the titan that'd plagued him earlier, which was a good thing. It meant that they could deal with the one who'd summoned them together -- or, more likely, that Goku could deal with the one who'd summoned them, alone.

Wreathed in will-o-the-wisps, Bardock shot off into the sky toward his partner. His hair, which was a lot more fragile looking than it'd been at the start of the day, whipped in every direction while he flew. His battle, fierce in its own right, ended up taking a lot out of him. Hopefully, Goku didn't notice. Then again, it was hard not to notice when someone else was covered in dried blood and dust.

Bardock came to a halt in the air about a mile from the cloud of dissipating steam. In the distance, a small looking aircraft was puttering across the sky over the island.
"Stupid spirits," muttered Chancellor Yesdyr, from the center of the aircraft.

Governor Varigon stared out over the remains of his island nation, eyes stuck on the smoldering crater that'd been Isla Roho a little under an hour ago. His Chancellor convinced him to summon an army of spirits to defend his would-be empire, and now it was in fiery ruins. A gigantic cloud of steam, like some kind of supernatural geyser, shot into the sky a few miles away, the remains of a fire beast and his watery brother.

"This was a bad idea," he said. "I can't believe I allowed you to talk me into such... hocus pocus. I should have let the Saiyan quash my rebellion, and then turned them against him when he was already tired. I let the cat out of the bag too early."

"No," Yesdyr interjected. His voice was full of faux wisdom. "You did the right thing, my lord."

Yesdyr stood, and gazed out of the viewing port. Their aircraft was about half a mile from being in neutral airspace. In about ten minutes, they would be untouchable, and the World Government could deal with the remnants of the rebellion in New Oceania.

"You did the right thing. There was not much else you could've done, other than murder the scum yourself."

The wind caught the scent of Yesdyr's gnarly breath and Lord Varigon's brow wrinkled. He, a man of affluence and influence, was fairly sure that he'd managed to find the world's only "Yes-Wizard." Then again, with the rise of ki-users and Saiyans on the planet, that was not particularly shocking. Magic was an artifact of a bygone age.

His mouth was about halfway open when the aircraft came to a sudden halt in the sky and his body went careening into a strapped seat. He yelped when the aircraft when spiraling down through the air and his body was pulled up to the top by aircraft's descent speed.
Bardock watched as the V-TOL styled craft plummeted through the air without anything to brace it. He'd scorched off the engines an instant before grabbing the nose, ensuring that no one on board would survive the descent. He couldn't have anyone escaping, much less the Governor of New Oceania. He'd give Commander Leek a report when he got back to camp, saying that he'd arrived in the middle of the rebellion, and that Lord Varigon was shot down in an attempt to escape the island.

He glanced back toward the now fully dispersed cloud of steam in the distance, where Goku was probably waiting for him. His muscles were dead and his body was covered in blood and sweat. The fly there wasn't going to be easy.

Bardock risked one last look downward -- a second before impact -- and watched Varigon's V-TOL explode.

"At least this is over," he grumbled.

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