Ring 4: Zacheriah VS Kain
Jan 16, 2006 15:17:54 GMT
Post by Zechariah Artuna on Jan 16, 2006 15:17:54 GMT
It gave him a strange sense of self-satisfaction to suddenly hear Kain explode in anger well knowing that it had been his words that had caused such a reaction, but then again the old saying does go that what you give will always swing round and bite you in the ass when you least expect it; this was true in this case, although he did expect something in the lines of an insult. Kain it seemed was smarter than the average dumb Saiyan, although granted he was a freak, and had instantly gathered that Zack’s past, preferably when referring to his relationship, was a very touchy subject to say the least. Now remember that Zack’s blood was already boiling from Kain’s last comment so when Kain’s new words reached Zack’s ears everything else faded away and the words repeated themselves over and over within his head. Instantly images of her face began to flicker within his head; images of her both angry and happy, images of her being taken away.
His face screwed up before he sharply opened his eyes, not even realising that he had actually closed them; breathing even heavier than he had been while using his ice manipulation. For a lack of better words Zack was PISSED, and not in the drunk way either. Insulting him was acceptable, although you were going to come out of the situation with a broken face, and even insulting certain aspects of his face was also acceptable within reason, the broken face also applies, but to insult her directly? Hell, you better have written a will before doing so and have a decent set of teeth within your skull too, because afterwards that’s all they’d be able to identify you from.
Kain had obviously transformed into his freakish version of a Super Saiyan level one; this would be like squashing an ant under your boot, although Zack planned on dragging the pain out more so it would be more like burning it alive with a magnifying glass; when Zack was done that is. Suddenly Zack bent his legs slightly and began to scream in anger as he raised his arms up, his clenched fists in like with his shoulders, and he continued to raise his power; Zack flung his arms down by his side and tilted his head back as he let out a scream that magnified his rage tenfold; everyone within this ring, and even everyone else within every other ring in this entire tournament, would know someone was rather angry. Kain was most certainly being a ‘cheeky fellow’. As Zack continued to scream, the crowd astonished he had not taken another breath as of yet, his aura exploded in a blinding white flash, completely concealing him from sight, it reaching at least thirty to forty feet in the air. A whirlwind quickly picked up and begun swirling dangerously around his aura, pieces of dirt and rubble flying within it. Then slowly the blinding flash of white faded away and began to turn a soft gold; Zack then came back within view.
As the crowd all began rubbing their eyes, all accept a few of the smaller children as they had been so low down that the blinding flashes from both Kain and Zack had not reached their eyes, both warriors came slowly into view; both completely different. Zack was now stood, his body completely straight. His expression had seemed to harden even more so than it already had looked, his jaw line and features slightly more potent even; but he changes didn’t stop there, oh no. His cape was now flapping about behind him violently, due to the wind that his aura was picking up, revealing his entire body. His muscle mass had at least tripled in size from his normal state, his skin taking on a much pale tone of colour due to the golden glow of his forever pulsating aura, as well as his hair now spiking up in all directions, it pure gold in colour. To finish the transformation off mind you bright blue electricity was bouncing off from his body, within his aura, and striking off in almost all directions in, what seemed to look like, an elegant dance; quite beautiful actually.
Zack’s current posture didn’t look that aggressive, although to think he wasn’t still pissed would be a mistake Kain wouldn’t live to regret. In the current frame of mind Zack was in he would kill Kain if he had the chance, and was actually hoping to make the chance, he didn’t care if it was against the tournament rules; if he dies, he dies. He spoke. “This is what it feels like to be a true Super Saiyan…something a freak like yourself would never be able to grasp.” Zack said sternly, his anger seeming to have vanished. For a moment of two complete silence fell within the arena, that however abruptly ended. “NOW REAP THE CONCEQUENCES OF PISSING ME OFF! I'M GUNNA RIP OFF YOUR HEAD AND SHIT DOWN YOUR THROAT FREAK!!!” Zack suddenly screamed; with that he vanished.
Using his Instant Zackmission technique, within his Super Saiyan Two form, Zack seemed to be upon Kain before he had even left, him moving so fast as it looked as if an after image had been left behind. Upon appearing Zack’s leg had already been swung, him appearing just as he was about to make contact with what was aimed to be Kain’s already fractured cheek. If hit Zack teleported once more underneath Kain, moving along with him as the kick would have caused him to go flying to his right, and erupted a two handed Ki ball directly within his face; however if the kick had not hit Zack used the momentum to spin himself around before throwing both of his hands forward and erupting the same two handed Ki ball, at point black range, directly into Kain’s face.
A clear lesson was to be learned from all this hatred and fighting; never piss off a Saiyan, especially if he didn’t care whether he lived or died and even more especially if that particular Saiyan was Zack Ryden.
His face screwed up before he sharply opened his eyes, not even realising that he had actually closed them; breathing even heavier than he had been while using his ice manipulation. For a lack of better words Zack was PISSED, and not in the drunk way either. Insulting him was acceptable, although you were going to come out of the situation with a broken face, and even insulting certain aspects of his face was also acceptable within reason, the broken face also applies, but to insult her directly? Hell, you better have written a will before doing so and have a decent set of teeth within your skull too, because afterwards that’s all they’d be able to identify you from.
Kain had obviously transformed into his freakish version of a Super Saiyan level one; this would be like squashing an ant under your boot, although Zack planned on dragging the pain out more so it would be more like burning it alive with a magnifying glass; when Zack was done that is. Suddenly Zack bent his legs slightly and began to scream in anger as he raised his arms up, his clenched fists in like with his shoulders, and he continued to raise his power; Zack flung his arms down by his side and tilted his head back as he let out a scream that magnified his rage tenfold; everyone within this ring, and even everyone else within every other ring in this entire tournament, would know someone was rather angry. Kain was most certainly being a ‘cheeky fellow’. As Zack continued to scream, the crowd astonished he had not taken another breath as of yet, his aura exploded in a blinding white flash, completely concealing him from sight, it reaching at least thirty to forty feet in the air. A whirlwind quickly picked up and begun swirling dangerously around his aura, pieces of dirt and rubble flying within it. Then slowly the blinding flash of white faded away and began to turn a soft gold; Zack then came back within view.
As the crowd all began rubbing their eyes, all accept a few of the smaller children as they had been so low down that the blinding flashes from both Kain and Zack had not reached their eyes, both warriors came slowly into view; both completely different. Zack was now stood, his body completely straight. His expression had seemed to harden even more so than it already had looked, his jaw line and features slightly more potent even; but he changes didn’t stop there, oh no. His cape was now flapping about behind him violently, due to the wind that his aura was picking up, revealing his entire body. His muscle mass had at least tripled in size from his normal state, his skin taking on a much pale tone of colour due to the golden glow of his forever pulsating aura, as well as his hair now spiking up in all directions, it pure gold in colour. To finish the transformation off mind you bright blue electricity was bouncing off from his body, within his aura, and striking off in almost all directions in, what seemed to look like, an elegant dance; quite beautiful actually.
Zack’s current posture didn’t look that aggressive, although to think he wasn’t still pissed would be a mistake Kain wouldn’t live to regret. In the current frame of mind Zack was in he would kill Kain if he had the chance, and was actually hoping to make the chance, he didn’t care if it was against the tournament rules; if he dies, he dies. He spoke. “This is what it feels like to be a true Super Saiyan…something a freak like yourself would never be able to grasp.” Zack said sternly, his anger seeming to have vanished. For a moment of two complete silence fell within the arena, that however abruptly ended. “NOW REAP THE CONCEQUENCES OF PISSING ME OFF! I'M GUNNA RIP OFF YOUR HEAD AND SHIT DOWN YOUR THROAT FREAK!!!” Zack suddenly screamed; with that he vanished.
Using his Instant Zackmission technique, within his Super Saiyan Two form, Zack seemed to be upon Kain before he had even left, him moving so fast as it looked as if an after image had been left behind. Upon appearing Zack’s leg had already been swung, him appearing just as he was about to make contact with what was aimed to be Kain’s already fractured cheek. If hit Zack teleported once more underneath Kain, moving along with him as the kick would have caused him to go flying to his right, and erupted a two handed Ki ball directly within his face; however if the kick had not hit Zack used the momentum to spin himself around before throwing both of his hands forward and erupting the same two handed Ki ball, at point black range, directly into Kain’s face.
A clear lesson was to be learned from all this hatred and fighting; never piss off a Saiyan, especially if he didn’t care whether he lived or died and even more especially if that particular Saiyan was Zack Ryden.