Nikushimi

OOC- Allright, gaiz. It's finally over. Please forgive me:




Ikai stared curiously up at the Spirit Bomb as Raitro hurled it with all his might. Thoughts raced through his mind- thoughts no man could possibly discern. Indeed, he was well aware of the frightening power the attack held, yet he stood firm even in the violent, hurricane-like gusts that preceded the actual sphere of energy. The two Saiyans behind him quit their bickering and cast amazed glances up into the air. The long-haired Saiyan floated calmly with his eyes crossed and his gaze solid, unwavering as was his superior. The remaining Saiyan in the back- whose hair spiked forward into large, jet-black protrusions -leaned against his Saiyan pod, staring with only mild interest through a visor-like blue scouter lens.

"Shit. Lord Cassius must've really ticked these guys off, 'cause they seem to mean business."

"Ikai, you gonna do something about that?" the tall, sharp-toothed Saiyan asked with a scowl as he nodded to the approaching Spirit Bomb, "If that thing hits and goes 'boom', it's going to really smart."

Ikai chuckled and waved his hand in quaint amusement, dismissing the worries of his fellow Saiyan warrior and all the while rekindling his anger. The albino fool really didn't seem to be taking things seriously. At least...that was until Raitro fired a beam of energy from his extended hands, pushing the Spirit Bomb along at a much faster rate. All of a sudden, Ikai's smile dropped completely, and his squinty eyes widened a bit while the torrents of air whipped his face. The ground all around the Saiyans began to crack and buckle, and the Saiyans themselves were beginning to lose their footing as chunks broke away and were hurled hundreds of feet through the air.

"Ikai!" the tall Saiyan barked, his face wrought with worry, "If you don't do something, I will!"

"...Heh. Relax." Ikai said simply, a smile creasing his cheeks once again, "It just took a while for me to get excited, is all..."

There was a resounding crack. The solid ground split like chalk and vectored outward into a massive circular depression, and before anyone had even seen it, Ikai's right palm slammed into the advancing Spirit Bomb, halting its decent almost instantly. His arm quaked and trembled as he held it back, but nonetheless, he kept his ground...which ironically, he wasn't actually standing on anymore. As the gigantic blue sphere pressed down with the increasing volume of energy being pumped behind it, Ikai's body began to glow with a reddish-orange light. Ethereal rings of this color encircled his wrists, ankles, and waist, while two rough-looking wings of the same nature formed on his back.

"Maken: Houou Shinso..."

As if it were light as a feather, Ikai dug his fingers into the ball and with one swing of his arm hurled it back. The sheer force from the throw distorted it out of shape and sent a raw, tumbling cluster of energy plowing through Raitro's Final Kamehameha. Within seconds, the beam split through and caused it to detonate, swallowing Raitro and those nearby in a blinding maelstrom of energy. The resulting shockwave tore endlessly through the barren landscape as far as the eye could see, fading over the horizon just as the bluish-white dome reached its peak at cloud-level. The other Saiyans shielded their eyes and dug their feet in for support, while the one long-haired Saiyan remained silent as he hovered overhead, watching calously. When all was said and done, a column of black smoke bled dying flames into the cloudless sky. The warriors in its path remained to be seen.

"Whew! That was a doozy!" Ikai exclaimed happily, knicking a bead of sweat off his cheek as he landed back on the decimated ground, "I didn't think I'd have to use that form here. Guess we underestimated these Earthlings."

"Damn it, Ikai..." the tall Saiyan sighed in both relief and anger, "You went way too far. You could've just chucked it into space."

Ikai turned around with a grin and placed his hands behind his head, chuckling merrily and annoying the bejeezus out of his already-irate comrade.

"Don't be such a stick in the mud, Kunogi!" he teased, trying to downplay his actions with a friendly jest, "I saved us the trouble of having to deal with them. Killed two stones with one bird."

"Ugh..." Kunogi grumbled dismally, hunching forward and averting his gaze towards something slightly less-enraging, "Let's just grab the others and get the hell off this crumby little mudball..."

Before they could turn to leave, a figure was hurled violently across the ground at their feet. To their surprise, Cassius lay in a bloody mess, coughing and gasping desperately. Off to their left, Itachi stood slightly-silhouetted against the angle of the sun's rays. His Sharingan were blood-red.

"This trash is yours, I believe." the Uchiha breathed coldly, his dark bangs blowing in the wind, "Go ahead and pick him up."

"Wh-who the hell're you?!" the shorter Saiyan growled.

"D-don't underestimate him, you fools!" Cassius barked, grabbing onto Ikai's pantleg, "This guy... He single-handedly overpowered us, before we could transform. Don't take him lightly, or you're dead!"

The others snapped to attention, shooting fierce glances at the imposing figure in the distance. They couldn't believe what they were hearing, but no Saiyan would willingly degrade himself and his strength with a lie like that. As Cassius cringed from the pain in his chest, the long-haired Saiyan picked him up and carried him off to a pod, placing him in it. Upon doing so, the shorter Saiyan made a quick ruckus about why the hell it had to be his pod. This was promptly ignored as public attention turned to Ikai, who took a few steps out ahead of the group and confronted Itachi at a close distance. His smile had faded, but never left his face.

"...You're bluffing." he stated with cheerful carelessness, "If you try to fight any of us, you'll be killed lickity-split. And you know it."

Itachi's gaze flickered for an instant, and in that instant Ikai knew he had hit the mark. The man standing before him put up a nice front, but that's all it was: a front. Without further hesitation, Ikai slowly brought up his right hand, extending the index finger towards the silent Uchiha.

"Before I kill you, tell me where the others are."

"Dead." Itachi replied, remaining emotionless in the face of certain death, "Those strange devices on your ears... They had them, too. With them, I'm sure you can verify my claim."

Ikai smiled and tapped the button on his scouter. Indeed, this man spoke the truth: Cicero and the girl were dead- gone without a trace. Cooperation was such a nice thing.

"Why thank you, dear fellow." he mused with a playful and slight bow of his head, "I will reward you with a quick and painless end."

With those words, Ikai's pointing finger began to glow at the tip as white energy crackled and collected there. Itachi readied himself and took up a stance, reaching carefully for a kunai in the pouch around his thigh. The two warriors faced off, and just as the air had begun to grow tense, a shrill alarm pierced the silence.

"I-Ikai!"

"Right!" Ikai nodded seriously, casting one final glance back at Itachi, "Sorry, friend. Gotta go...for now."

With that, the Saiyans jumped into their pods, hitting a medly of buttons to activate the ships' launches. Before long, the little orbs were quaking violently and beginning to rocket skyward, leaving long blue trails in their wake. With their speed, they vanished from sight in a matter of moments, leaving a battle-worn Itachi standing all by himself in the open, Sharingan deactivated, staring up into the sky with a stoic look on his face.

"...I'm not your friend, buddy..."



OOC#2- Okay, that's it.

Ikai's PL: 130,000
-In first SL: 650,000

Kunogi's PL: 120,000

The Others' PLs: 105,000


Basically, anyone who doesn't have Cube Fade or SOME means of escaping the Spirit Bomb was probably totally wiped out. It's your decision how to react to it, but just so we're clear, I'm expecting casualties.


Boost:

1,500 exp. for those who joined within first 4 days, 1,100 for those who joined days 4-10, and 700 for those who joined afterward, and $2,000 to all who participated.


Thanks for playing!

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