Sesame was back in business. He was still in his Chibi form but he had regained his strength. The Small form was used now because he could find a cloak that would easily cover his entire body and made him seem far less imposing. He wanted to also still hide the fact he was alive. He knew there be a lot of people looking for him. He did try to kill the president and did help in destroying that stupid tower. He would grit his teeth remembering that bastard Fend. If he found her agian he'd have to pay her back for what she had done to him. But he needed to get stronger for that. He also needed to get back to fix his reputation. So he was back on another job.
This job was gonna be a bit annoying. There was someone setting up a large protest on the new law the president had made. Some people liked this new law or at least wanted to cause more terror to support the bill. So two birds one stone. Kill this guy leading this protest then people will get fearful or maybe just support the law. He didn't care which way he just wanted to get paid more. He was in the crowd watching just waiting for the man to get on stage. He wanted to time this so no one could get in the way. When the man finally did climb on stage surrounded by his bodyguards he narrow his eyes. Taking in a breath he watch them shift their eyes glancing all around to find anyone that could be a threat but Sesame was already moving faster then any other human could pick up towards the stage. But if anyone that was not normal was here they see him heading right towards the stage to make his kill.
A new law had been instated following the partial destruction of the moon and the attack on the President's life. And, of course, controversy would be quick to follow in the passing of this law: The registration of Warriors residing on, or visiting Earth, who were above a certain threshold of power. It would seem like a harmless action by the President to some. Others would view this as a violation of privacy, with splintered groups perhaps not liking the ever-present watchful eye of the Government.
Kombu held a battle of conflicting feelings within himself. One front of this conflict agreed with the President's actions. The partial destruction of the moon proved such a law would be beneficial to Earth. The attack on the King's Castle and the president's very life would appear to be the final straw that broke the camel's back. Such a law would protect the Earth from beings like Kowlin or other invaders and threats to the well-being of all.
The opposing feelings begged to ask how this did not violate the privacy of personal lives. How complications could arise from being on some kind of watch list.
The Saiyan, sporting his new suit of Saiyan Armor, sighed to himself, watching over the protest as it began. Ever a guardian to the planet he called home. In the end, he decided the new law would benefit all. It would keep heroes in check from going too wild within city limits as well as make consequences less lenient on those who sought to stir trouble. Of course, he followed this law without much of a choice. His involvement with defending the moon already made Derry aware of his presence. So the best option now would be to comply and become an official protector of the world.
Such a duty would entail incidents akin to the protest. To keep watch to make sure no one got hurt by unnecessary violence. Stepping in when required to protect the weak and defenseless as he always did. His senses stayed on high alert in case anyone would stir the pot and create mass mayhem.
And there it was. A burning source of power began to approach the stage. The hears on the Saiyan's body stood on end and his tail's fur fluffed in response to the potential threat. The man's keen eyes scanned the crowd in an attempt to pinpoint the source. Where could it be?
Kombu grimaced. Maybe if he rose his power to its fullest, it would deter the potential perpetrator. And so, he let go, allowing his energy to rise to its peak.
WC: 435 Total WC: 435 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% KP: X/6 MP: X/6 Actions/Items Used: N/A
Sesame sensed someone else, someone watching him. His eyes scanned as he walked through the crowd. Right away he saw who it was. Some sort of Saiyan warrior. How did the man spot him? Then he realized he had not used his Anti Sensing abilities. His body was still getting back in the shape of things. He must of forgot to try to use it with his body. How annoying that someone like that spotted him so easily. But it didn't matter. Was he going to stop his plan because someone saw him? No way. He just would need to escape right away.
Sesame moved forward appearing on the stage in a flash. The guards quickly turned to face him and drew their guns. However in a flash Sesame hands moved out striking vital points on their bodies knocking them unconscious. They were not apart of the contract. So he was fine keeping them alive. The Speaker tried to back away but Sesame leaped forward his palm pulling back posed to strike the man. For most people this would be happening faster then they could register the movement. Of course for Kombu he be able to see it. The question was if he'd be ready to stop this attack before he landed the fatal blow on the speaker and if not, could he capture Sesame to bring him to justice? The demon bet that neither was going to be the case.
The Saiyan exhaled a breath of disappointment. His eyes stayed locked on the mysterious figure. And, of course, they would start to move toward their target. It was apparent now to Kombu just who that might be; The prominent protestor of this new Law.
Of course, it was only natural for there to exist beings of all backgrounds to protest the latest policy. There would always be those who agree or disagree on points in life. Kombu didn't hold anything against naysayers. On the contrary, he empathized with both sides, seeing good and bad in each viewpoint. It only started to matter when people became violent in the name of certain beliefs. And, in this case, it would appear that was just what was about to transpire.
Many who gathered were not quick enough to react, of course. But not many were Saiyans at his strength level. So Kombu saw the attack but mere moments before it would happen. And he would seem to have enough time to react. So just what would the aspiring Saiyan hero do?
Kombu's image suddenly faltered and dissipated. The Afterimage technique. One of Kombu's favorites. Afterimage was the practice of moving so swiftly that their own body seemingly disappears, only to arrive near-instantly in another spot. And, right now, the Saiyan required every ounce of speed that he could muster.
Kombu then suddenly appeared before the cloaked would-be Assasin and the rightfully-terrified protestor on the stage. And it so happened that the Saiyan was mid-tackle. He clamped his arms around the man's torso, where he continued to fly off like a rocket!
"Please remain calm!" Kombu pleaded, now setting the petrified man on the ground away from the crowd. "That person was making an attempt on your life. Now leave, and remain safe! Alert the local authorities!"
Kombu glared in the direction of the mystery being who remained on the stage. He lifted up his glove, to which he spoke toward the wrist.
"This is Kombu. I'm engaging a perpetrator with a Power-Level close to eighty-thousand. I'll try to bring them away from the city."
Now, he hovered toward the stage. "I'll offer you this one chance. Who are you, and why are you attempting to harm civilians?"
WC: 385 Total WC: 820 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% KP: X/6 MP: X/6 Actions/Items Used: N/A
Sesame moved in to hit the man but the world was moving so fast. And the man was growing distant from him. His eyes looked up to see the man a few feet away from his attempted blow which had hit mid air and rippled across breaking some wood ahead of the punch. He would slowly turn to look at the fearful man and the Saiyan warrior. Seeing him Sesame would take a deep breath his power level seemed to vanish. His Anti sense was on now so it be much harder to pick up his strength. It had been too late to use it make sure his attack was successful, but it would be ready to face off with the saiyan warrior he found himself facing.
He would glance as Kombu called into his wrist, he seemed to be with some other people. To try to get back up on his location? So he was not alone. Sesame cracked his knuckles. He would take this down quickly enough then go after his target. That was all he could do. When Kombu asked him why he had attacked the man Sesame merely began shift in his spot before vanishing with the speed of his afterimage. Of course, Kombu would be able to keep up with his eyes. But Sesame used the speed to rush through the crowd and using his Anti Sense that was now back online try to get towards the man he was tasked with killing. If he took him out then he could just flee this battle with Kombu. If not he would have to turn his focus to the saiyan and punish him for getting in his way.
Anti Sense is On (I forgot first round but made it better. Rusty Demon Assassin is rusty) Wc:282
An angered snarl spread across the Saiyan's face. One which rivaled his enraged Oozaru form. This was not going to be as easy as he had initially hoped. But that was all fine to Kombu. He would decide to see this as a challenge. To test how strong he had become since the bout against Virus, Kowlin, and Kon. First, however, he would need to take the assailant's attention off of their target.
Kombu did not dare to fire wildly into the crowd. He'd have to face the charging bull head-on instead. Using his speed once again, the Saiyan relied once more on his speed to block the assassin's path. And settling this peacefully was no longer an option.
The Saiyan quickly materialized in front of Sesame and followed up with a mighty right hook to slam against his foe's face. And, whether it would hit or not, it would not be the end of his assault. More blows were thrown in rapid succession toward the cloaked figure. Each targeted different body sections in hopes of dealing some wear and tear; Ribs, arms, stomach, and face were all on the table. If he could get this guy angry, he might be able to lead him away from the crowded street. Or, at least, buy some time for civilians to evacuate.
WC: 220 Total WC: 1,040 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% KP: 4/6 (-2) MP: 2/6 (+2) Actions/Items Used: Kombu starts out the combat with a Kombu Combo at 40% (23,316 Power).
Sesame moved in for the kill but he was cut off by the Saiyan warrior once more. Sesame frowned and planted his feet. Guess he was going to have to take him down. But he was met by a quick hook to the face shocking him. He really had gotten rusty. The blow caused him to stagger. It had been such a long time since he had been in a fight but the next one..would catch him in the body. then the arms stomach and the face. All over, Sesame was being overwhelmed by the series of blows. He tried to raise a guard but it was blown away before the last blow slammed him in the ribs sending him into a car which was pushed along with him into the side of a building.
Sesame would slowly get to his feet clearly that series of blows hurt him good. He would wipe some blood from his mouth his cloak at this point being destroyed to reveal the Chibi demon beneath. This guy was no joke. But Sesame had dealt with a lot of people that would not back down from a fight so easily. He had been rusty too but now the gloves were off. The demon cracked a grin before launching forward and pulling back his right palm. He would try to thrust his right palm into the chest of the Saiyan warrior. If that landed then a sound wave would travel through the body of the saiyan to deal some damage and pay him back for the barrage he landed on him.
Wc:266 Took 29 Percent Damage Fired Back Heart Racer (Light) | 2 KP 40% Attack |
Sesame sends a quick punch to the stomach that sends a powerful shock wave through the target. Meant to quickly disable a target and knock them out of a fight. Power:32,000 - Damage Meter:29/250 Kp:4/6 Mp:2/6
The Saiyan was more of a brawler than a true tactician. All Saiyans were, deep down, or so he believed. Each combat strategy for Kombu was customarily created in the midst of combat. But it had to be said that one should ere on the side of caution against such a strong opponent.
This wasn't the first encounter with a powerful enemy. It certainly would not be the last for the Saiyan protector. At least now he had gained the tiny warrior's attention. Kombu would need to keep it that way while the civilians fled for their lives. But did that mean he would no longer care about winning? Of course not. Lives were on the line. And the hero had to make sure he put this assassin down or go down fighting.
"Not much for talking, are you?" The Saiyan chided. "Shame. It won't matter, anyway. Because I'm going to take you out."
The retaliation came almost too quick for Kombu to react. It was almost upon an instinct that he implemented yet another Afterimage. Yes, the blow would seem to hit the man right in the abdomen. Alas, his form simply shimmered away. And Kombu was now in a ducked position, legs wound up and ready to spring.
Kombu erupted upward with a mighty battle cry as he aimed to slam his fist right into the tiny terror's jaw. The uppercut, if it landed, would hopefully send Sesame into the heavens where the Saiyan would soon follow up with sending ki blast after ki blast from his palms. He'd be cautious not to destroy any of the city around them. But now there would be a bombardment of energy balls threatening to overtake Sesame.
WC: 286 Total WC: 1,344 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% KP: 1/6 (-3) MP: 4/6 (+2) Actions/Items Used: Kombu dodges with Afterimage at 60% (34,974 Power) which avoids Heart Racer. He counters with a Ki Volley at 20% (11,685 Power).
Sesame grunted as Kombu noted he didn't seem to be much of a talker and he was going to take him down. It may of been a while since Sesame had fought but that didn't mean he was going to walk around and take another loss. He nearly died the last time he was defeated and that was cause he got cocky. But he was going to methodically tear this saiyan apart. Sesame rushed in punching the air but Kombu seemed to fade away. The afterimage Techquine! He would be hit by the uppercut from Kombu being sent high into the air. What was worse since he could not fly he would begin to fall towards the barrage of ki blasts that were fired by Kombu. "GRAHHHHHHH!" Sesame roared out as a barrier of sound formed from his very scream and blocked the blasts leaving a massive cloud of smoke in his place.
Sesame landed on the ground looking towards Kombu and running right at him. The Volley had been fully stopped by the scream and now he was going to lay in another attack. Kombu could not think he was the only one that could counter an attack then fire off his own! Sesame rushed in pulling his palm back. The same moved he had used on Kombu before. However, the hand would stop and his left hand would thrust forward in an one inch punch. A weaker attack but a attack that saved more energy. But he was also hoping to use Kombu hesitation to guarantee this blow landed instead of the saiyan being able to afterimage just in time.
Supersonic Barrier (Light) | 1 KP 20% Barrier
Sesame Roars out creating a cry that forms a protective shield around him against attacks. Power:16,000 Used to Block the Ki Volley - Then Using Silent Hymn (Light) | 1 KP 20% Attack Power:16,000 - Damage Meter:29/250 Kp:2/6 Mp:4/6
Kombu was shocked he had even survived this long by all accounts. The last encounter with a fearsome foe left him severely crippled and critically wounded. He might still be out of commission if not for the aid of a friendly Shinjin. Could he even win this fight, he wondered? Possibly not. That was a realization he had come to terms with at the very beginning. And yet a part of being a hero was to sacrifice oneself for the safety of others. If Kombu could wear Sesame down, it may enable someone else to have an easier time tackling the challenge.
Kombu's counterattack failed. Sesame's erupting roar rendered the ki balls useless as they seemed to always be against powerful opponents. And with the cloud of smoke, Kombu lost his line of sight on his enemy. Just where would he end up? Kombu steeled himself and put up his fists in a defensive posture.
Alas, he was not ready for the next attack. One moment he stared at the smokescreen. In the next, he felt his gut suffering an aftershock with a fist heavily embedded underneath his ribs. What else was to be expected from someone so high in Power Level?
The armor thankfully absorbed a majority of the shock. But it didn't stop pain from firing off the Saiyan's receptors to send signals to the brain. Kombu was caught off-guard and with the air being expelled from his lungs. Quickly, he hopped back, holding his stomach in response. There would be some severe bruising later.
And yet it was in a Saiyan's nature to act cocky and prideful. So Kombu switched to a new tactic; get under Sesame's skin. Make him slip up somehow in the bout. It may have been Kombu's only hope.
"Surely you can hit harder than that," the hero goaded. "Or is someone in such a tiny body incapable of harming even an ant? I mean you didn't even scuff up my armor."
Maybe he could even convince Sesame to follow him to a more remote locale. Only one way in finding out.
"I get the feeling that you're holding back," Kombu surmised. "Would you prefer if we take this somewhere else? Where we'll have no limits?"
WC: 373 Total WC: 1,717 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 223% KP: 3/6 (+2) MP: 6/6 (+2) Actions/Items Used: Kombu tanks Silent Hymn. No further actions.
Sesame was able to land a solid blow on the Saiyan chest knocking the air from his lungs. But he was still standing. It said a lot about his toughness. But maybe he should just accept he was not dealing with foes he could take down with one blow. Stop being surprised when one was able to absorb his blows. They had trained as much if not more then himself. And they trained to withstand these sort of of blows. Sesame had to frown though when Kombu taunted him for this fact asking if that was all he had. It was annoying to hear that from the saiyan. But he didn't respond his face remained steady. He was not sure if Kombu was just taunting him or had some game behind this. But losing his cool over a few words would be a good way to prove Kombu point and take an ass kicking.
But he also then claimed he must of been holding back? Was it the city's fault. Maybe they should head somewhere else so they could fight at full strength. "Fine." He would glance at Kombu in response to inquiry. "That where you wanna go. Then lets go." His target had already ran off. The chances he was going to catch up with Kombu on his tail was not likely. He rather take the battle away from the city so it take longer for any back up to arrive. He was best in a one on one battle. So he'd like to take Kombu on his own instead of running into potential back up. So switching battlefield was fine with him. As long as Kombu led the way.
Finally. The Saiyan could now rest easy knowing innocent bystanders wouldn't be put into the line of fire by stray attacks that would miss their mark. And what's more, he had no more worries about holding himself back for the sake of preventing property damage. That did seem to be a constant with beings of his power and above.
So Kombu would lead the chibi assassin out of the city. Sesame's target was now safe. It would all come to a head in a brutal battle to achieve victory.
The Saiyan did not have to fly far. It was only a short distance to the wilds of red and orange hues with splotches of green every now and again—a locale of sediment and gravel frequented by many fighters, both old and new. The Gizard Wasteland was an area scarred by the feats from many fights. Each blemish of the land told a story to those who could see the patterns and not mistake it as natural diminishment.
Kombu landed gently atop a mesa as he kept his gaze locked onto the unreadable fighter.
"Before we start," he began, pulling on his left arm to stretch the muscles and prime them for combat, "I want to thank you for letting me take the fight here. You can understand how it feels, regarding the need to hold back in crowded areas. Afraid that if you breathe hard enough you can shatter the glass of buildings. To feel like a giant among ants, pulling punches so you don't decimate a regular person's body."
Now the other arm was being stretched. "Your target got away. So you may be wondering why I'm even still fighting instead of fleeing myself? Principal," Kombu answered. "Pride. Attempting to finish what I started. Even if it lands me with my face in the dirt, beaten and bloodied. I protected someone's life today. I can die knowing I accomplished that. Knowing that I stopped you."
Now there was a nagging question at the forefront of his mind. "Could you at least settle my curiosity?" he requested. "Why did you attempt to take that man's life? The one who was leading the protest? What would you gain from it? You'd only be proving the point of the new law."
WC: 380 Total WC: 2,097 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 223% KP: 5/6 (+2) MP: 6/6 (+2) Actions/Items Used: Kombu takes no actions.
Sesame would run after Kombu as he flew out of the city. Sesame had never learned how to fly so that was the best he could do. It meant that Kombu would arrive quicker then he did to their new battle location outside the city. They ran all the way out to the Gizard Wastelands, which was pretty far from the city. Good, that meant that it would hopefully just be the two of them. No one would get in the way of this battle. When they arrived, Kombu thanked him for allowing them to take this battle elsewhere. Kombu was worried he could not fight at full power if he had to worry breaking everything apart. "I didn't do it for you. Can't have you getting friends." Sesame said in response crossing his arms over his chest. "Now it will just be you and me." This guy got in his way and now he was going to pay. He didn't wanna deal with this Kombu guy stopping another one of his jobs in the future.
Then Kombu asked a good question why was Sesame still fighting if his target had gotten away. He was not going to get paid for this? Beating down Kombu would prove almost nothing. Sesame raised his fist towards Kombu. "A lot of people have gotten in my way in these job's. I like to show them why that was a foolish endeavor. When your defeated you will not be able to save anyone else. And others will realize that they should protect their live instead of someone else's." Sesame didn't understand this self sacrificing nature these warriors seemed to have. Who cared about anyone else life. It was about keeping your life safe. That was what Sesame believed as an Assassin. The only purpose life had for him other then killing was hearing the assortment of sounds that could be found in this world.
But Kombu had even more questions. Why did he try to kill the man. Sesame glanced at the man like he was an idiot. Did he not understand was it not clear. Sesame stepped forward. "I'm a hired killer. Does that answer your question?" Without waiting for a response Sesame ran forward his legs coiling back to slam into the face of the Saiyan to knock him down. A surprise dropkick! Sesame was not gonna let Kombu try to recover either. He would spin to bring an elbow trying to slam it right into the face of Kombu to deal even more damage and start a combo of blows that would begin spelling the end of this fight!
First came the heavy smack that racked Kombu's brain within his skull. A minor crack embedded itself into the bone. Then came the flurry of blows to his torso. Kombu had no time to react. Every third hit caused more breaking and shattering of bones. And, with being caught off guard like this, all he could do was tank each blow. Maybe he was in over his head. Every signal of pain being shot through his nervous system etched that notion deeper and deeper into Kombu's soul. Was this a foolish endeavor? Absolutely.
But it was still the right thing to do.
The Saiyan rocketed backward into a wall of red sandstone. His body itself made an imprint. He appeared stuck, bloodied, and breathing heavily while he tried to recover.
"Damn it...!" came a heavy grunt from Kombu's mouth between the labored breaths. "That hurt a bit...Fuck."
A confident smirk then spread over his lips. "I will always get back up," he said defiantly, freeing himself from his shallow would-be grave. Kombu's head tilted until an audible pop could be heard. "You think you're the first person to try and dissuade me from what I do? I have news for you. You're not. And you won't be the last."
The Saiyan took one step forward and popped his left shoulder back into its socket. A quick wince flashed over his face before his look became severe again.
"You have it all wrong. I'll never stop doing the right thing. I'll never stop putting my life on the line to defend someone else. And you know what? I'll never stop challenging bastards like you who take lives thinking they'll get away with it."
The Saiyan suddenly shimmered before appearing right in front of the tiny warrior. He stood tall and menacing over the assassin. "And you're not getting away with this one."
Kombu would throw a heavy haymaker toward the assassin's face as he bellowed an angered roar. He'd follow up with a left hook, shouting again to amplify the punch, aiming for the left shoulder. Then a torrent of fists would attempt to slam into Sesame. The man punched so fast it would appear that hundreds of fists materialized into existence. The Saiyan screamed all the while as he poured his energy into each and every punch!
WC: 388 Total WC: 2,485 Active PL: 58,290 HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 223% KP: 5/6 (-3, +3 from Burning Ki) MP: 0/6 (-6) Actions/Items Used: Kombu attacks Sesame with Meteor Shower for 50% (29,145 Power)!
Sesame rushed forward and attacked Kombu. Sesame was able to move and hit Kombu with the blows without Kombu throwing a single strike. Guess his surprise attack really caught the saiyan off guard. Sesame was able to send Kombu flying back into a wall and let a grin form on his face. He was glad to be able to put the saiyan into his place. He knew the fight was not over though, that was not enough to put that guy down for the count. He listened as Kombu explained that he would always get back up. Villains had tried to tell him to give up and rollover. Kombu was not going to do that. He was going to keep moving forward. Even with dislocated and broken bones, he was going to stop Sesame. Even with all that boldly stated he was going to make Sesame not get away with his attempts to kill people. Sesame frowned and planted his feet ready to meet Kombu’s next attack.
Kombu moved forward as his ki seemed to rise. He was going for a powerful attack. Sound energy filled his palms as he got ready to meet each of Kombu’s blows! A palm strike flew out meeting the haymaker. Then he would bring his other palm to deflect the hook. Then for the barrage, he meets with his own. The blows clashed in the air none of his blows were able to land on Kombu. But he was able to block each of the blows. More ki poured into his body as he began to sneak through the barrage. A palm strike flared up through the barrage to try to slam in the jaw of Kombu and send him staggering back. “It not gonna be that easy to stop me. Words are hollow without power to back them up.”
2MP to boost next attack by 50 percent.
Heart Racer (Light) | 2 KP 40% Attack | Sesame sends a quick punch to the stomach that sends a powerful shock wave through the target. Meant to quickly disable a target and knock them out of a fight. (+3 Power) Power:40,000
It not withen 80 percent so 20,000 bleed through. - Damage Meter:29/250 Kp:4/6 Mp:4/6