The Jaguar vs. The Trio

Heavy Weights equipped.

The pleased noises of satisfaction left the young man's body. His eyes calmly closed and his cheeks puffed out, filled to their maximum elasticity with some fine food. Clenched in Onio's right hand, a paper bag that was brown in color. Inside, fried pastries. Dough balled up, with chocolate and cream hidden within the fried dough. God, how did he not have this stuff before?! Even more, it was just coated in sugar too. It was way sweeter than almost anything else Onio had ever had the joy to consume before in his entire life! He couldn't help but smile from the utterly delicious taste and the absolutely amazing sensation in his stomach! But, as he ate he also walked. West City, that was the name of where he was currently located. The sun shimmering above it as per usual and the clouds gone for the moment. it wasn't all that bad, as usual. Onio wouldn't have it any other way, though. But as the young man strolled through each avenue and district, something had most certainly caught his eye. His left eye had fluttered open for a moment, though only cracked a smidge to give some insight on just which direction he was going and to make sure he wasn't bumping into any civilians by accident. But what had caught his attention?

Some sort of strange series of saucers. Kind of like, the one's you'd see on TV. He thought those were just fiction, but apparently those kind of cartoony aliens existed in this galaxy. Talk about stupid. Onio had opened both of his eyes at this point, after noting just what they were. His hands lowered and the bag grasped by it's opening in a tight fist. Clutched to make sure it wasn't dropped and his snack wasn't utterly wasted at that moment. Couldn't have that, no way. The side of the Saiyajin's mouth had cracked downward, forming a half-frown. He was intent on investigating this mysterious arrival. His brows furrowed as he quickly darted in the skies above, his body becoming a black blur as he rose to the heavens. His speed almost something of a missile as he tracked the UFO's. Onio head snapping from side to side as he searched and surveyed for these aliens. Their beings identified somewhat quickly, the young man descending down and joining them.

They certainly didn't seem like much. A tiny one, measuring at about four feet. Another that was just a few feet bigger, about five foot but thin. And then a third one, who was about four feet tall but was dangerously thin as well. What were they doing on Earth? Aside from height, they certainly weren't lookers either. All three sporting strange patterns and dots on their bodies. Veiled in some kind of armor or shell. Beaks for mouths and slitted pupils in their eyes. Colors coded on each of them, the shorty being blue, the tall one being green and the middle one being crimson red in shade. They seemed mostly humanoid in shape, though. But it seemed as though Onio was a tad late, as a scene had broke out. A couple of mutilated corpses scattered about and broken homes aplenty. How quickly could chaos spread? This was a new record for minor baddies. Onio's feet had created a light clicking sound as he landed. His left arm brought up, and his finger scratching behind his ear. Curious and frustrated by the events unfolded.

"What's your deals? The hell are you doin' on this planet? Why are you all so idiotic looking?" Onio began pressing for answers, asking question on question. Leaning forward a tad and his foot stamped down to hold his position. The crimson creep replying before his comrades could.

"What're we doing? We're lookin' for theme dragon balls!"

"Disgusting, but.." Onio mumbled, not knowing what these dragon testicles were.

"Now scram before we kick yer behind! Go on, get!"

"No." The Saiyan retorted, pursing his lips and folding his arms. The bag dropped as he realized these fellas were just jokes. Maybe he'd rough them up a bit and let them crawl away? Blinking, Onio awaited the next set of actions. The Crimson Alien, or Dratz, had angrily stomped toward the young man. Raising a fist but unable to strike him, as Onio whipped a hand out and began slapping him silly. 'Thwip! Thwip! Thwip!' noises left the male's hand. Knocking Dratz from side to side before ultimately slapping him aside. An arrogant Onio chuckling and calling, "Next?"


His request was granted, as one would assume. As he was quickly greeted by the blue alien, Aozuka. The midget extraterrestrial lunging at the fighter and released a mighty battle cry. An attempt to avenge the previously knocked out Dratz. His fists were out and reached to smash into Onio's cheeks, his legs together and straightened. Mimicking the Super-Hero pose, the alien was denied his desires. The Jaguar clan member putting up both of his palms and grasping tight on Aozuka's balled up fists. A chuckle emitted as he began to utilize the spine-breaker grapple. Forcing the miniature menace to collide with the ground a number of times before forcing him to skid against the cement like a rock being skipped with a mighty toss aside. The remaining alien, Verdemon, looking shocked and in awe.

"Well?"
"W-Well?! What do you mean 'well'?!"
"..Well, are you gonna come at me or..?"
"N-nn...Yeah! Just you wait! Take this!!"

The exchange of dialogue had ended with an attack. Verdemon forming several signs with his hands and swinging them rapidly and almost chaotically. In all eight directions, in fact, before pushing his palms out and forming an moderately sized sphere of Ki. A feint electricity coursing within it's green tint. Released upon calling of 'this', it had begun it's move for the Defender of Earth. However..it was anticlimactic. Chasing Onio, sure, but extremely slow. In fact, it even faded a couple of feet away from the hunter. the Jaguar mocking the alien by flicking his wrist and leaning his head forward a bit, whilst shooting a taunting look. "C'mon, man, get outta town."

"Stupid tricks...this is why we..bah! Just a second okay?!" Verdemon shouted.
"Yeah, okay. Take your time there." Onio responded, folding his arms and watching as the green man scrambled into his saucer and retrieved a trio of needles. His feet scratching the ground as he poked Aozuka, Dratz and himself with whatever was in the tubes.

"You know, I'm just saying: There are no drugs in the jungle." The brawler piped up.

It seemed, Onio made a mistake in mocking the trio. Almost instantaneously, Aozuka and Dratz shot up from their incapacitated states. Their slit eyes disappearing and fading, their thin bodies disgustingly transforming. The sound of growth and forceful expansion made. Almost similar to a tearing effect. Their body masses increasingly drastically, Verdemon included in all of this. Fantastic, Onio though to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose as the three oddballs roared in power. Releasing a whistle, Onio raised his brow and smiled.

"Fancy. Wish I could do that." He chortled. "But I can't. So, I'll just whip you guys and go back to my snack. That okay?"

"BRAAAWWRGH!!"

Onio's confident smile had cracked into a determined frown. Showing he was serious. He knew this fight had his name inscribed in victory, but it was bound to be at least somewhat tough. They were jacked and on some kind of interstellar drugs, so it was far too unlikely that the fight was going to be a simple smack on the wrist and bid a merry farewell. Onio's feet had shuffled apart, his hands raised in battle formation. Fists balled, though his fingers peeked up and out held in claws. Brows kept furrowed and his body tense in anticipation. His body greeted by a massive fist, the transformed Dratz starting the brawl off. This beginning blow had caused Onio's eyes to widen greatly and force him to lose air. Sending hims spiraling backwards and into a nearby building. Though, the young man hadn't freaked out. As he recovered somewhat quickly and made his way to the fight, his leg jut out and aimed to smash into the alien's forehead. It had connected, yes, but while damage was dealt..it didn't show. The crimson creature chortling darkly and grasping onto the male's ankle before smashing him into the concrete below. A grand total of five quick blows were dealt to the Saiyan, before he was allowed to be flung high into the air. Dazed and unable to respond. Unfortunately for him, he was tossed into a combo thread.

Aozuka had followed into the fray. Lunging high, high into the air and crying out the name of his technique, "Bazooka Knee!!"

Onio's eyes had closed whilst being thrown into the ground and remained as such whilst in the sky. This small detail changed and his eyes snapping open as the knee had come to smash into his gut. Completely wrecking his stomach and smashing into his abdominal area. His lips parting but his teeth clenched together, in order to restrain his cries of agony and pain. This was quickly becoming a pain for the Brawler!

"Azure Kannon!!" Aozuka called once more. His voice terrifying and low, power surging through his vocal chords. The movement that accompanied this attack was a series of timed attacks and blows. His fists smashing into the young man's jaw and face repeatedly. "Gah- guh- gah- guh- gaaaaaoooh..!?!" Onio grunted and groaned loudly with each attack. His face forced to the left, then to the right, and to the left once again. A mockery of how he backhanded one of the trio's members. With a finale blow, Aozuka had finished his Ao Kannon with a finishing kick down into the ground and back into Verdemon and Dratz domain.

Verdemon had picked up the thread and intended on finishing it. The limber, yet buffed extraterrestrial dashing into the brawl and picking up Onio before he could complete his descent. Leaping into the heavens and crashing down, Onio held in his grasps and over his shoulder, spine hovering above his thick and scaly shoulder. The meeting between Verdemon's foot and the cement resulting in a terrifying and bloodcurdling loud snap erupting from Onio's back. The Saiyan gleefully tossed aside and left to rot. He had been practically KO'd at the moment..but, this wasn't the case. Onio had stood back up, albeit trembling and shaking from side to side, but he had planted his feet down firmly.


"Huff..huff..you're not gettin' away with this..not by a long shot.." Onio grunted and spoke aloud. "YOU HEAR ME?!"

Just like that, Onio had erupted into a greater, more vicious form of being. A mighty explosion leaving from his body and his appearance shifting somewhat. His hair had been raised previously, but it seemed to spike and raise further. His eyebrows arching to show the pure expression of total and utter anger. Showing he was in no mood to play games. His blue eyes becoming white in the pupil. His strength had increased by a great number in increments, his speed becoming that of a divine animal's as well. Onio's teeth had been bore as he felt true anger and fury once again. Such emotions had rarely been experienced and being toyed around like this had been just enough for him to get angry enough to go to this form as a means of obtaining victory. Darting forward, Onio had challenged Verdemon first: Initiating this one's defeat with a quick jab to the throat. Causing the creature to choke up and wrap it's hands around it's neck in a feeble attempt to breath. "You're through." The Jaguar King noted grimly, shoving his fist into the creature's stomach. His fist destroying it's innards and exploding out of it's back before being ripped out. Spine in Onio's fingers before being discarded like trash.

His head snapping to face Aozuka.

Taking to the sky and using Bukujutsu, flight, Onio had reached the opponent swiftly. The blue alien somewhat more able to fight than it's green ally. A flurry of exchanges made as Onio's left and right fist traded in positions with smashing into Aozuka's disgusting face. While at the same time, the very same was being down to his very own by the alien's own massive knuckles. Though Onio able to successfully block and guard whereas Aozuka was unable to due to his lack of intelligence and stupidity in the arts of battle. As Onio had proceeded to knock his opponent into the ground and beside Dratz, his hands had snapped beside his waist. Forming claws and a orb sparking into their plane of existence. "One Thousand Jaguar FAAAAANGS!" He bellowed the technique, forcing both palms forward and shooting the beam. The blood red colored burst attack blasting into the unknowing aliens and causing them to emit cries of shock and terror. Their bodies disintegrated in mere moments before the fight had dissolved and the aftermath could take hold.

Onio had fell to his feet back on the ground. Tired as all hell and feeling the powers of his Jaguar Hunter ability leave him. Huffing quite heavily, he had looked around. Some destruction had taken place, namely the building he formed a hole in, the singed street his Onio had marked and the few people who had been needlessly became casualties as well the remains of Verdemon. Clean up was gonna be a hassle, and everyone was gonna care if he didn't do good. Wiping his forehead, Onio had gotten to work by tossing Verdemon into the starry galaxy above and then taking off to find some supplies. Oh brother.

Grabbing a bag of pastries from a shop that had been destroyed during the act of heroism, Onio immediately took off. Fuck these humans.