Of the Low and High

While the Saiyan warrior trained, silently a newly minted drone not too dissimilar to those that had recorded the battle between the contenders for the throne would drift nearby. The design of the drone was much more sleek than its predecessor; pitch black in color, with a single red lens that the drone could peer through. The drone wasn't too large, boasting a modest twenty inch diameter; it'd have been reasonable to assume the drone was unarmed, however unusual lines and creases along its chassis suggested otherwise to any who had seen the former designs in action. The drone hovered swiftly and silently as it honed in on the Saiyan warrior's location, soon eventually appearing a mere few feet behind the warrior as he trained. Whether or not the man decided to destroy the nosy drone the watched him silently, another would soon appear in its place, followed by yet another, with this occurrence continuing until the whole area steadily became riddled with drones.

*Woooooow~!* A high pitched voice of a child would call out, echoing eerily throughout the area, causing the whatever surrounding drones that still functioned to back away from their target by several yalms, *One-hundred MILLION zeni? Hehehehe, is that even POSSIBLE!?* The voice would continue, speaking from the shadows as the energy of said individual remained hidden, yet seeming strangely as though it was directly within the warriors head, *Ta think I had such a cash saiba-cow in my clutches and lost it 'cause of some dumb stone chair! Heh, I won't make the same mistake twice though~!* She'd state as a massive, city-sized ship began to fade into orbit from above; shields at maximum and focused below while the previously surrounding drones began to take a further distance from their target to erect a shield similar to the one that protected the spectators that had watched Queen Amara's battle sometime ago.

The barrier constructed by the drones would of course be no match for the Saiyan warrior should he have truly wished to escape, though if he observed the steadily growing size of the confines and the reconstruction of the terrain by the drones, he would see the building outcome around him; an arena! While the act was certainly grandiose and over the top, it was undeniable that an arena for which to do battle was quickly being built around the warrior; though the host to the sudden event was still no where to be seen. So long as the warrior didn't attempt immediate escape, the numerous drones would finish their work in mere moments and the arena would see itself to completion. The barrier surrounded Lottus from a massive distance and stretched high into the sky above where one could see drones of a separate design which secretly acted as electronic interference.

*Don't mind my toys, just wouldn't want anyone interferin' with us, ya know~?* The child's voice would echo from within the mans head once more before falling silent momentarily.

It was a telepathic communication, an ability of cowards as Vocado had once said; though it hardly made sense not to make use of any and every advantage an individual had at their disposal. Whether or not the warrior realized this however was another story, but not one he'd have to deal with much longer as the the host to the grand display would finally reveal themselves once the arena had been completed.

"Woah, you're pretty big, huh?" Zuqetta would say, finally revealing herself a she stood a small distance behind the Saiyan warrior with a curious expression while she looked over the massive man before her.

While Zuqetta's appearance might not have matched what one would have expected from the host of this overly grand display, there was no doubt the the young voice was the exact same that had been speaking into the mans head. She was small and unassuming, dressed in a clean white sweater, black stockings and bright red boots; no matter how one looked at her, she was a child in no more than her early teens, and yet a strange air seemed to suggest otherwise. She had no energy to speak of, and while her stance and posture suggested a plethora of openings, something about the look in her wide eyes hinted at a degree of experience that was impossible for a warrior to hide. Other than her remark, Zuqetta would simply smile, curious to see the reaction of the man before her as her tail swayed to the left and right behind her.

Zuqetta couldn't help but to laugh a bit at Lottus's initial reaction; he was so large, and yet acting so defensively against her. It seemed this wasn't his first time being pursued for the bounty on his head, and likely wouldn't be the last either; while at first glance it appeared that he'd reacted with a bit of panic, Zuqetta didn't feel that the man was either scared or intimidated in the least, though he was perhaps a bit annoyed.

"Wouldja believe me if I said I only wanted ta talk?" Zuqetta would say leaning in with a bright smile; laughing a bit as her tail swept across the ground, "Hehe, noooooo, I played that game a while back already!" She'd comment as she straightened up and narrowed her gaze upon Lottus with a rather villainous smile, "My crew and I could live the easy life if we caught you, easy, but sooooooo boring, right? Heh, who would wanna just sit around somewhere on amassed wealth gettin' fat and lazy?" She'd explain as she kicked casually at the ground, "You seem pretty strong, strong 'nuff ta bust down my barrier if ya really wanted! Strong 'nuff ta level a city, hehe, do ya think you're strong 'nuff ta defeat the Queen of the Saiyans maybe?" Zuqetta would ask as she stretched before clasping her hands behind her back in a casual manner.

There was a strange familiarity to the man before her, something that Zuqetta couldn't quite peg down; whatever it was, it was like an uncomfortable itch she just couldn't reach. From his face to his demeanor, something was beginning to rile Zuqetta up from within, as though a repressed memory was attempting to bubble to the surface. She tried to ignore the feeling as she focused on her task at hand; she'd seen the files on the man before her, and the bounty itself was hardly of any interest to her, but made fora great conversation starter! This man was in the recordings from the Ruined Metropolis, and seemed to have a military history stained in possibly even more blood than whatever life he lived after going AWOL. While Zuqetta awaited Amara's schedule to free up for their meeting, she couldn't help but to let her curiosity get the better of her; and the man before her simply reeked of mystery and interest.

Lottus seemed to become far less defensive towards Zuqetta's presence as their conversation went on; he had question of his own and plenty of reason to ask them considering the sudden ambush. Still, Zuqetta found herself a bit surprised, the man was much more approachable and talkative than the reports from his past superiors had said. It made things a bit easier, if not a tad bit less exciting, but getting the job done was more important than having fun with the said... or at least this was what she had to reluctantly tell herself.

"Hehe, sure, somethin' like that." Zuqetta would respond with a shrug in regards to Lottu's comment about the Queen, "And yeah, unlike my lil ol' self, YOU left quite a trail!" She'd remark as she held out her right hand and gave a snap of her fingers; materializing a scouter and quickly taking to check the logs, "Miiiiiiiiister Lottus, ex-solider yadayada, dead squad- err, squads?" She'd begin, reading off logs from previous commanding officers, "Maaaaaan, all these old guys have a LOT ta say aboutcha! Heh, mostly bad stuff, unhinged and whatnot; hm, interesting medical records as well, seem ta line up with the brief moment my people got a look at ya before you DESTROYED the wall of the medical wing and escaped... not a fan of small spaces??" She'd remark as she finished shuffling through the logs before reaching comments from Vocado, "Lets see, most recently from the Shredder Corps Captain's personal diar- err, 'files' hehe, Vocado notes that you've been a bit 'off' lately, heh, among other things." She'd finish, giving a sigh and removing the scouter from her face with a less than amused expression.

A high bounty, a spotty record to follow, and mysterious circumstances relating to his past; the man before her had been forced into war due to a rather bloody start to his life, and this made Zuqetta wonder if the same would have happened to her had she been caught after burning down her family manor. The man before her certainly seemed like a fighter, and wasn't hesitant to boast about his rising power, though this didn't necessarily mean this was the life he wanted. She'd found him secluded after all, and she knew a thing or two about wanted to seclude oneself; she'd done the same after she'd failed to protect those she cared about, causing more harm than good not once but twice. There reasons might have differed of course, but Zuqetta felt she could have had a least a bit of an understanding with the written off 'maniac' that so many commanding officers seemed to be afraid of.

"Know what, talk is boring, right?" Zuqetta would say with a sigh as she tossed the scouter behind her; the device de-materializing instantly, "I don't like your face! Wanna fight?" She'd say with an exciting grin as her tail beat against the ground beneath her.

An eyebrow would raise with interest at Lottus's comment while a sly smile stretched across her face as Zuqetta took notice of the man's snapping tail. Was it agitation? Had she struck a nerve? If so, this was fine, it simply meant the man would take things more seriously. She watched as Lottus adopted a combative stance, and yet didn't attempt to do the same herself. If anything she'd at least managed to catch the mans attention, and true to his word he'd begun his move, launching himself at full force. Within a moment Lottus was upon her, and in an equally swift motion, Zuqetta found the mans massive knee crushing firmly against her stomach; she'd wince momentarily, before being launched backwards, skidding across the ground in a painful display.

"Ohhhhh, the pain!" Zuqetta would cry out from her new position on the ground, "Striking a child? So cruel, so evil, so... so... pfffft-" Barely able to contain her laughter, Zuqetta would roll upon the ground playfully before leaping to her feet, "So, pathetic~!" She'd say teasingly with a tilted head as she looked over towards her opponent tauntingly, "Reeeeeally? Is that ALL you've got? Hmph, solid strike I suppose, but not enough ta protect yourself the big bad boogeymen out there~!" She'd remark as she gave a stretch, rubbing at her stomach in minor discomfort before taking a combative stance of her own, "Okay big guy, let's see ya commit ta that earlier comment!" She'd exclaim as a soft white light began to envelope her form.

A shimmering light, an extension of her light magic would begin to shine around her; with an animated burst, the outfit Zuqetta wore would change instantaneously. With the sudden change to her attire, it would almost seem as though Zuqetta's very body had changed as well, if only slightly. Her face would have a slightly more mature look while her musculature would become trained and toned. Her height would remain diminutive, and she'd been mostly covered by a sweater mere moments ago so it would have been a difficult for her opponent to miss the changes; regardless of whether he did or didn't however, Zuqetta was ready to return the favor of his strike.

"Let's dance, Mister Maniac!!" She'd shout with a sharp grin as her tail beat heavily against the ground beneath her.

Bursting off from the ground, Zuqetta would rush her opponent, while her energy remained hidden it'd have been possibly been clear from her speed that her energy had seemingly increased. Her posture upon her approach would seem incredibly familiar to Lottus as she mimicked the man's previous display, contorting her body to perform the same actions as he had but at a much smaller scale. Drawing closely upon Lottus, Zuqetta would make the attempt to follow suit by delivering a swift kick with her knee to the man's massive abdomen; leaving herself open to a plethora of counters should the man had seen fit to take advantage of the strike.

The larger warrior hardly seemed interested in entertaining Zuqetta in her current behavior, choosing instead to remain silent to even her taunts as he focused solely on the fight. Her mimicked strike had been blocked with ease, and she quickly found herself needing to defend against an onslaught of powerful and fast blows. It was clear the warrior was well trained; while reports may have described him as no more than a savage, he was as well trained as any of the finer soldiers she'd come across.

"Hehehe, what's a matter chuckles? Saiba-cat got your tongue?" Zuqetta would remark as she quickly found herself overwhelmed by the multiple strikes thrown upon her; she'd hoped to provoke the man further, to see the beast within that had been documented, but it seemed that he had no intention of showing his true power if Zuqetta didn't show hers.

Suddenly, a ki infused strike came crashing into her abdomen; her body tensed reflexively in response, but her tail would shoot out to wrap around the mans arm to prevent herself from flying off yet again. Her body would seemingly shimmer from the strike with the same glittery shine that she'd had when her appearance had changed before, but for the moment her form would remain the same.

"Hehehe- HAHAHA!!" She'd laugh as she quickly pulled herself towards Lottus with her tail and leapt over his head, "That's more like it!!" She'd shout, flipping through the air to return the favor with an overhead, ki infused axe kick aimed towards the mans massive shoulder.

Her strike had landed hard, causing her body to bounce slightly upon making impact; before she could gain any distance however, she quickly found her leg caught in the man's massive grip. He'd spoken up on the matter regarding his silence, remarking on the sudden stage that'd been presented to him; as he did, Zuqetta would attempt to kick at the hand that held her in place with her free leg. While he was a bit at odds with the situation, he admitted that he was beginning to have fun with it; Zuqetta would manage to break free of his grasp, but unfortunately not quickly enough to escape before suddenly being enveloped by his massive wave of energy.

"Heheheheheh, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!" A deeper, much more manic voice would cry out from within the explosive wave of energy as a shimmering blue light attempted to break through the crimson aura, "No need ta thank me, consider it a gift! Pretty nice ta have a stage all your own, yeah?" The familiar voice would speak, sounding eerily similar to the small girl Lottus had been fighting, and yet noticeably different.

Before the energy wave Lottus unleashed would finish it's assault, blades would burst forth from within; six in total, and without warning, said blades would shoot downward on Lottus's form. Hit or miss, a second assortment of blades would cut through the energy wave from within; spinning to disperse the blast, revealing the woman within. Gone was the traditionally clad, small Saiyan girl, in her place a woman at least in her older teens; a few inches taller, well built, and clad in a strange yet familiar attire. To any who'd seen and bothered to remember the event, one would be able to tell that this was unmistakably the same girl who'd fought against the current Queen of the Saiyans, Amara.

"This is just the warm up!" Zuqetta would shout, "Let's REALLY let loose!!" She'd continue, clenching her fists and pulling her arms close to her sides and her energy flared up around her.

"Hehehe, maybe when I'm a hundred or something'!" Zuqetta would respond to Lottus's remark before charging forward to catch the man's leg as it came down upon her shoulder, "If I live that long that is!" She'd continue before attempting to flip the man by his leg; her arms flexing and tensing while her hands gripped tightly in an attempt to forcibly slam the man down into the ground.

Whether she succeeded or not, she'd quickly use her smaller size to dash out from under her opponents massive form to gain a bit of distance before leaping high into the air to analyze the situation. While an assortment of six blades hovered behind her in a slowly spinning ring to act defensively; another assortment of six would float off to her sides to be used offensively at any given moment.

"I'm just seein' where ya stack up against me, and gotta say, I'm not too impressed!" Zuqetta would shout down to the man with a smug expression, "You're at least a smidge better than the lot that call themselves 'Royal Guards' back in Sadala, heh, they're no more than glorified baby sitters for the one keepin' the throne warm!" She'd exclaim, crossing her arms as she gave a mild shake of her head, "They couldn't even stack up to the kid I WAS; but you, you're not gonna stand there and tell me that all that muscle is just for show, are ya?" She'd question, raising her hand above her head and causing the six blades to her sides to respond accordingly, "The reports say otherwise! Prove ta me you're not some cowardly weakling, and maybe I'll give ya a prize!!" She'd finish, before throwing her hand downward and causing the six blades to rain down upon the man once again.