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Post by luciel on Jul 28, 2021 18:05:33 GMT -5
Tarbel Village was a quaint place, or as quaint as one could hope for when Saiyans were involved. But even so, the race carried the scent of chaos and unrest everywhere they went and that's exactly what brought a demon to their doorstep.
Luciel pulled herself out of a spaceship pod that was totally shot, dusting down her frilly and ornate dress. She coughed a bit, the impact having shook the duo in a strange way. It was weird to have a body again, especially one so unlike the previous vessel. The vampire let loose a sigh, a cute and fitting voice for a little girl coming out.
"How am I meant to reap havoc and sow discord while stuck in a child's body... Oh well. You are Abaddon's now, youngling. We shall regain my strength and then regain the strength of the Progenitor. Then, we will have our revenge! MwahahahAHAHA!"
The little girl erupted into malicious laughter, doubling over, a very unfitting cruel malice for someone of such a small stature and cute demeanour. Cackling madly, the demon didn't notice the rustling leaves and twigs crunching underfoot as a party of Saiyans arrived at the crash site to investigate. The warriors looked between themselves, deeply confused on why there was a brat on the floor laughing after ending stranded on Plant. Everything about her clearly tipped off she wasn't Saiyan and she didn't seem like a Tuffle either. Finally done with their first villainous activity, they wiped a tear from their eye and looked up to see the group of grizzled men and women in armour. Suddenly, the crimson child went limp.
It appears that laughing like that has used up the last reserves of my power, so get up, kid! As long as you listen to me, we'll be fine.
Nervously getting up, she wondered how long she would have control over her body for after losing it so abruptly. She had failed to carry out the last wishes of all her people, her family, her friends. The apparent leader, a grizzly man with a serious expression stepped forward and stared her down. She felt uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and began to speak yet the words seemed to come so slow for her.
"Need help, kiddo- ARGHHHHHH!"
The moment she heard kiddo, she bisected him in two out of rage. A reminder. She was just a child.. a child with no future who had let the final hope entrusted to her get tainted. For that, she wasn't a child. She was a monster. Luciel wanted to curl up and cry, to throw a tantrum and rage like someone her age should but she couldn't. A child with a huge scythe in hand and all sorts of confusing emotions and traumas pushed onto them combined with the demonic strength to put her equal with martial artists who had actually trained themselves wasn't a good sign. The negativity fed into Lucifer which in turn fed into Abaddon and she was rewarded with a crimson aura, stained with black. The Saiyans were still in shock over the loss of their leader and before they could retaliate, blood smattered and cries were heard throughout the forest. Each splash of blood congealed and flew towards her, being absorbed into her flesh as energy. The child emerged from the trees that night covered in red. She aimlessly wandered towards the scent of fresh blood until she stood at Tarbel Village, weapon in hand and caked in the essence of Saiyans. Lucifer needed his strength back so she could just stop thinking about this all, so she could give in and no longer have to worry.
Lots of strange stares fell upon the bloody youngling as she strode into the village, eyes filled with an indescribable vigour yet holding no emotion or life. Come and witness the last survivor of the race that the Gods forgot.
Luciel pulled herself out of a spaceship pod that was totally shot, dusting down her frilly and ornate dress. She coughed a bit, the impact having shook the duo in a strange way. It was weird to have a body again, especially one so unlike the previous vessel. The vampire let loose a sigh, a cute and fitting voice for a little girl coming out.
"How am I meant to reap havoc and sow discord while stuck in a child's body... Oh well. You are Abaddon's now, youngling. We shall regain my strength and then regain the strength of the Progenitor. Then, we will have our revenge! MwahahahAHAHA!"
The little girl erupted into malicious laughter, doubling over, a very unfitting cruel malice for someone of such a small stature and cute demeanour. Cackling madly, the demon didn't notice the rustling leaves and twigs crunching underfoot as a party of Saiyans arrived at the crash site to investigate. The warriors looked between themselves, deeply confused on why there was a brat on the floor laughing after ending stranded on Plant. Everything about her clearly tipped off she wasn't Saiyan and she didn't seem like a Tuffle either. Finally done with their first villainous activity, they wiped a tear from their eye and looked up to see the group of grizzled men and women in armour. Suddenly, the crimson child went limp.
It appears that laughing like that has used up the last reserves of my power, so get up, kid! As long as you listen to me, we'll be fine.
Nervously getting up, she wondered how long she would have control over her body for after losing it so abruptly. She had failed to carry out the last wishes of all her people, her family, her friends. The apparent leader, a grizzly man with a serious expression stepped forward and stared her down. She felt uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and began to speak yet the words seemed to come so slow for her.
"Need help, kiddo- ARGHHHHHH!"
The moment she heard kiddo, she bisected him in two out of rage. A reminder. She was just a child.. a child with no future who had let the final hope entrusted to her get tainted. For that, she wasn't a child. She was a monster. Luciel wanted to curl up and cry, to throw a tantrum and rage like someone her age should but she couldn't. A child with a huge scythe in hand and all sorts of confusing emotions and traumas pushed onto them combined with the demonic strength to put her equal with martial artists who had actually trained themselves wasn't a good sign. The negativity fed into Lucifer which in turn fed into Abaddon and she was rewarded with a crimson aura, stained with black. The Saiyans were still in shock over the loss of their leader and before they could retaliate, blood smattered and cries were heard throughout the forest. Each splash of blood congealed and flew towards her, being absorbed into her flesh as energy. The child emerged from the trees that night covered in red. She aimlessly wandered towards the scent of fresh blood until she stood at Tarbel Village, weapon in hand and caked in the essence of Saiyans. Lucifer needed his strength back so she could just stop thinking about this all, so she could give in and no longer have to worry.
Lots of strange stares fell upon the bloody youngling as she strode into the village, eyes filled with an indescribable vigour yet holding no emotion or life. Come and witness the last survivor of the race that the Gods forgot.
