Post by Alex on Jan 17, 2024 17:32:13 GMT -5
The barren landscape of planet Vegeta stretched endlessly in all directions, dotted only occasionally by massive rocky outcroppings. A warm wind howled across the desert, kicking up plumes of red dust. High overhead, the sun beat down mercilessly.
A solitary figure walked slowly across the hard-packed ground. He was a hulking brute of a Saiyan warrior, bald head gleaming in the harsh light. A permanent scowl was etched onto his scarred and weathered face. The Saiyan's name was Nappa, a high-ranking elitist in Frieza's army.
Nappa had been sent to investigate energy readings indicating a powerful fighter had landed on Vegeta. He suspected it was one of Frieza's men, sent to check on the Saiyan homeworld. As Nappa crested a tall hill, he spotted a humanoid figure standing calmly in the valley below. It was Razak, an alien from planet Damask.
Razak had stopped on Vegeta while traveling the galaxy searching for worthy foes to test his fighting skills against. The power level he sensed coming from Nappa would be a sufficient challenge.
Nappa leapt down the hill, landing with a thud and sending up a cloud of dust. He arrogantly smirked at Razak. "Who are you and what are you doing on my planet?" Nappa growled.
"I am Razak of Damask," the alien replied in a cold, emotionless tone. "Your fighting power is impressive. Let us do battle."
"Humph. You've got some nerve challenging a Saiyan elite," Nappa sneered. "I'll crush you in seconds!"
The angry Saiyan launched himself at Razak, throwing a heavy punch aimed at his head. Razak calmly sidestepped the blow, moving with incredible speed. He delivered a sharp chop to the back of Nappa's neck, staggering the brute.
Nappa whirled around, face contorted in rage. He fired a volley of ki blasts, but Razak deftly dodged them all, zipping around the valley almost faster than the eye could follow. Razak appeared behind Nappa and unleashed a spinning kick that connected solidly with his spine.
The Saiyan warrior cried out in pain and collapsed to his hands and knees. He shook his head to clear it and glared up at Razak in shock.
"You'll pay for that!" Nappa exploded in fury. With a roar, he charged up his energy, causing the ground to quake. Razak remained motionless, a faint smile on his face.
Nappa drew his hands back to his side and thrust them forward, firing off his most powerful attack. "Take this! Super Explosive Wave!"
A massive shockwave of energy surged toward Razak, who made no attempt to avoid it. At the last second, Razak's own aura flared a brilliant blue. He sliced his hand through the air, dissipating Nappa's attack completely.
Before Nappa could react, Razak phased out and reappeared right in front of him. Too late, Nappa realized his opponent had been toying with him the whole time.
Razak's hand snapped forward faster than the eye could see, his fingertips digging deep into Nappa's chest. Nappa's mouth opened in a wordless scream as Razak released a devastating beam through his body.
Nappa collapsed to the ground, dead. Razak observed the fallen Saiyan dispassionately before turning and walking away across the desert to find his next battle.
A solitary figure walked slowly across the hard-packed ground. He was a hulking brute of a Saiyan warrior, bald head gleaming in the harsh light. A permanent scowl was etched onto his scarred and weathered face. The Saiyan's name was Nappa, a high-ranking elitist in Frieza's army.
Nappa had been sent to investigate energy readings indicating a powerful fighter had landed on Vegeta. He suspected it was one of Frieza's men, sent to check on the Saiyan homeworld. As Nappa crested a tall hill, he spotted a humanoid figure standing calmly in the valley below. It was Razak, an alien from planet Damask.
Razak had stopped on Vegeta while traveling the galaxy searching for worthy foes to test his fighting skills against. The power level he sensed coming from Nappa would be a sufficient challenge.
Nappa leapt down the hill, landing with a thud and sending up a cloud of dust. He arrogantly smirked at Razak. "Who are you and what are you doing on my planet?" Nappa growled.
"I am Razak of Damask," the alien replied in a cold, emotionless tone. "Your fighting power is impressive. Let us do battle."
"Humph. You've got some nerve challenging a Saiyan elite," Nappa sneered. "I'll crush you in seconds!"
The angry Saiyan launched himself at Razak, throwing a heavy punch aimed at his head. Razak calmly sidestepped the blow, moving with incredible speed. He delivered a sharp chop to the back of Nappa's neck, staggering the brute.
Nappa whirled around, face contorted in rage. He fired a volley of ki blasts, but Razak deftly dodged them all, zipping around the valley almost faster than the eye could follow. Razak appeared behind Nappa and unleashed a spinning kick that connected solidly with his spine.
The Saiyan warrior cried out in pain and collapsed to his hands and knees. He shook his head to clear it and glared up at Razak in shock.
"You'll pay for that!" Nappa exploded in fury. With a roar, he charged up his energy, causing the ground to quake. Razak remained motionless, a faint smile on his face.
Nappa drew his hands back to his side and thrust them forward, firing off his most powerful attack. "Take this! Super Explosive Wave!"
A massive shockwave of energy surged toward Razak, who made no attempt to avoid it. At the last second, Razak's own aura flared a brilliant blue. He sliced his hand through the air, dissipating Nappa's attack completely.
Before Nappa could react, Razak phased out and reappeared right in front of him. Too late, Nappa realized his opponent had been toying with him the whole time.
Razak's hand snapped forward faster than the eye could see, his fingertips digging deep into Nappa's chest. Nappa's mouth opened in a wordless scream as Razak released a devastating beam through his body.
Nappa collapsed to the ground, dead. Razak observed the fallen Saiyan dispassionately before turning and walking away across the desert to find his next battle.
