Bad Bloods [Cress]

"You lot are so useless..."
Cress would gripe as he walked along the newly made streets of the budding city. It was honestly a pain in the ass for him to train these newbies... most of them hybrids as some sort of stupid punishment for going after Kohlrabi as he was told too. Whatever... He supposed if he was the one to train them, then they wouldn't turn out to be as useless as some of the other mutts were.

He would glance back to the recruits and let out a deep sigh as he came to a stop, letting them pass him before they would finally stop as well, looking back to their Captain.

"Aight listen up you 3, if you want to be real Warriors, and powerful guards you can't be as laid back as you have been! You've got to push your limits every single day, and you need to break them again and again or else ya ain't going to get anywhere alright? I'm not going to go easy on any of you, so-"
His speech paused as a man walked by behind his recruits, one with a rather familiar face that made the young Saiyan's blood start to boil.

"Hold up..."
He instructed them, walking past them once more, pushing one of the recruits aside lightly as he stepped out of the crowd and grimaced. He'd raise his right hand, a small orb of yellowish energy forming there that he would quite suddenly launch towards the back of the 'stranger's' head.

"Oy! Cock nugget! I swear to fuck I'm going to kill you if you don't turn your ass around!"
He demanded of Chard angrily, his anger clearly visible on his face.

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"You guys can get the hell out of here, before I get you all in shit."
Cress told the recruits, his gaze never leaving Chard's as his anger just continued to grow. He grit his teeth as his hand balled into a fist whenever Chard asked him the dumbest fucking question of all time! Damn it that man sure knew how to piss him off! Which wasn't hard, since just his face managed to do that more than his words did.

"Can you fucking help me? Yeah, 16 god damn years ago you piece of shit!"
He growled, suddenly pointing an accusing finger at Chard, standing tall against the man with his rage coming off of him in waves of ki. It wouldn't be hard for Beat to sense his power, it wouldn't be hard for anyone around to sense it... though he somehow managed to prevent himself from transforming into a Super Saiyan at least.

His hand was still shaking, even as he pointed to Chard accusingly... the look of carelessness on his face... did he really not know? Did he really not strike the man as familiar AT ALL? Did he care so little? He felt his heart tense up in his chest, and if he was anyone else he might have shed a tear just then, but damn was he ever fighting hard against that.

"I'll help you fucking remember. "
He growled as he launched himself from his spot, aiming a fierce punch to his chest, aiming to knock him down onto the ground so that he could start wailing on him.

"You abandoned my mother after bringing us to your shitty ass Alliance! You abandoned your son back then! Maybe you are a weak ass piece of shit, but you still had a damn family to take care of! You abandoned them, and she died, leaving me with NO ONE! It's... IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU FUCK"
Cress growled angrily, aiming punch after punch at the older Saiyan, not caring if he could take his strength or not. If he killed him, then so be it!

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TWC: 638

It honestly felt like Cress' fist hit an unbreakable brick wall when Beat intercepted his punch. The look in Cress' eyes screamed bloody murder, and it looks could kill then Beat would of gotten stabbed in the heart several times.

"Back off you little shit!"
Cress growled at the boy, falling silent though when Chard himself was the one to call of Beat. He didn't care how much stronger this brat might be... He'd run into tougher walls than him. Honestly, if he grit his teeth any tighter they would crack under the pressure.

While Beat seemed to relax some in surprise when Chard mentioned the possibility of them being half brothers, Cress' aura flared t life, flickering from Crimson to gold. Even his eyes started to change from teal back to black as Cress held himself back, but only slightly. His breathing was becoming heavier as it took a hell of a lot of effort to keep him in check.

"So you ran off to make some hybrid bastards?!? Where the fuck is your Saiyan Pride! I was BORN with more Power Level than you in your prime! So why wasn't that good enough for you!?"
Cress demanded as he pulled his fist away from Beat. He'd bring his hands to either side of his body, two golden orbs of energy forming there, but staying there. He'd give the man one chance to explain himself before he killed him. In his mind, there was going to be no excuse god enough for what he did. Most of Cress' current attitude and issues would all stem back to that feeling of abandonment. His hatred towards hybrids stemmed to this as it was always what he had assumed. His mothers death on planet Natto was just the icing on the cake. So Chard better have a damn good excuse.

"Talk fast old man, because there's more than a fucking punch waiting for you. Nothing you can say will fix anything!"
He growled angrily, standing there and just charging, still flickering between base and Super Saiyan like a candle being brushed by the wind.

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TWC: 990

He wasn't sure if Chard's explanation made things better... or worse. He never gave a shit about his mom, that much he knew since his mother told him time and time again growing that there was no love between her and his father. She made it clear that his sole purpose was to become strong so that he could stand tall as one of the strongest in the Saiyan Empire. He accepted that growing up... Accepted that strength was always all that mattered, and as long as he kept getting stronger than he could make his mother proud... He had always been angry with his father for leaving them because it just made Cress feel like he had been a disappointment to him. Like his dad left because of him.

He licked his drying lips before his power exploded and cress turned into a Super Saiyan. If he could change his eye color, they would be red. Though now that he was transformed, it was a lot holder to keep tabs on his emotions, and as such, two small streams of tears started to pour down from the corner of his eyes as the truth came crashing down onto him. Not only did his father never care about him, he never wanted him. He didn't even try to take any responsibility for him. Hell if Chard had been there growing up, then maybe cress would have had an anchor, something or someone to keep him from becoming... this.

"I fucking hate you... I HATE YOUR WEAK ASS FUCKING FACE. YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT MY MOTHER NEVER CARED ABOUT YOU! YOU'RE SO PATHETIC YOU COULD NEVER EVEN FACE ME! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO EVEN BREATH THE SAME FUCKING AIR AS ME! JUST DIE! "
He yelled at chard angrily, a large part of his world shattering before him as he fired the two blasts he had been holding onto with extreme prejudice. Anything that these blasts hit would explode, and Cress wasn't paying attention at all to the fact that he was in a crowded city. He didn't think of anyone just then that might of gotten in the crossfire, he just wanted Chard dead, he didn't even care about Beat or how much he was flaring his power.

Lost in his rage as he was, he didn't even sense the power level of the woman that appeared behind him. This woman had the same style of hair as Cress, only a bit longer in her own Super Saiyan state. She would appear behind Cress and loop her arms under his, bringing him into a lock which forced the blasts to shoot up into the sky above them. Naga held onto her son firmly, a smirk on her lips as she looked passed Cress and to Cahrd and Beat.

"Oooooooh I thought it was just a trick but looks like you're still alive hunh ya panzy!? Huahahaha Sorry about all this! Cress has always had a hell of a temper on him! Takes after me you know? Man, I never thought you'd spew your guts like this! You really are a wimp aren't ya, Chard?"
Naga would ask with a laugh as Cress struggled against this mysterious person, slowly coming to a stop as the familiar voice of his mother rang in his ears. His eyes shot open as he instantly calmed down, his eyes shifting to try and look at her.

"M...Mom!? Hey fucking let go you bitch! OW!"
Cress yelled at his mother only to earn himself a tail whip to the ass to which Cress growled and continued to struggle against the woman who until today, he thought was dead...

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TWC: 1,601

"Piss off woman let me go! You know he fucking deserves every fucking hit! LET GO"
He continued to yell at his mother who continued to just hold him firmly in place. For all of Cress' struggling, Naga didn't seem to move much at all, nor did all Cress' name calling really influence her mood at all. She kept up her pretty smile as she held onto her son firmly. She always knew how he felt, she could see it in him every day growing up... but there was nothing she could do about it. The boy felt abandoned by a father he never knew, and while his father was weak, every boy needed a father to guide him. She guided his strength, but Chard maybe could have guided him in different ways. She didn't care for the man, but for their son, even she agreed he shouldn't have been such a coward as to run off.

It wasn't until Beat stepped aside to actually let Cress have his way with Chard that Cress seemed to calm down just the slightest bit. This kid who moments ago defended the man, was now willing to step aside and let him kick the shit out of him? It didn't make sense to him, and he fully expected that he would get in the way again... but he'd fight him off if he had to. Just one satisfying punch... if he could just get one in then...

Naga let go of her son, knowing how much he needed this to happen, yet at the same time, she knew she had to remind him that he wasn't a child anymore.

"Cress, remember who you are, who you became without his influence. You're the Royal Guard to the King and Queen, you guard the Prince. You hold their trust. Right now, we are at peace with the Remnant Alliance. What do you think will happen if you touch him? You aren't a child any more, Cress. Who gives a fuck if he's there or not no? he's over a decade late to mean anything to you. If you need to vent it out, then fine, but remember your position."
His mother stated as she crossed her arms, powering down to her base form, her hair once more going black and settling in it's usual wild manner, her eyes going from teal to black effortlessly as she landed n the ground where she once floated.

Cress was already 3/4 of the way to Chard, his heart beating so wildly it was hard to control his actions. The hatred in his heart demanded that he kill the man in front of him... but as much as he cussed his mother out, he held the utmost respect for her... As she reminded him of his position and how he had gotten there himself he took a deep breath and straightened up. He brought his sleeve up to his eyes, smearing the tears as he attempted to wipe them away. She was right as usual, he would just fuck up all of his own hard work to get where he was if he gave Chard the time of day. Instead he just looked at his father with pure disgust in his eyes.

"Your bastard has more sense than you do. Mother's right, you aren't worth my time. You're just a fucking cowards who couldn't put in the time to man up. You're nothing to me, and I"ll always be twice the man you wish you could be."
With that Cress would spit at Chard, powering down angrily as he turned to Beat, the intensity of his anger still bright, though it seemed to dull slightly as he looked at the greenish Super Saiyan.

"He shouldn't mean anything to you either."
He said as he turned away from them both, instead returning his attention to his mother. His shaking began to slow down some as he wanted to hug her so badly, but instead walked up to her, placing his hand on her head and bringing their foreheads together gently in a display of affection before starting to walk away from the scene he had created.

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TWC: 2299

Cress had walked fast, and had made it a safe distance away from both his parents when Beat had caught up to him, stopping the boy in his tracks as the younger brother asked Cress to open up. Whenever he turned around to face Beat, his eyes had watered up again, though the expression on his face was still tense. It was extremely difficult for him right now, and honestly Cress didn't know how to handle it.

"Fu. Like hell im talking to that old fuck. The hell do you want though, hunh? Want me to start spilling my guts? want the life story of a boy who only ever wanted to be acknowledged by a dad who had never been there? Yeah I got lots to say, but it's not like anyone gives a shit anyways. I'm too far gone for anyone to care... so just... go back to your perfect little shit Earth family and leave me alone..."
Cress would grumble more than yell as he had been doing so far. He turned his head away from Beat, cursing loudly again as he wiped at his eyes. He was a grown man now for fuck sakes, why did he still even care? Why did deeing that bastard trigger him so badly?! It was a damn childhood trauma, and he wasn't a kid anymore...

Meanwhile, Naga stayed behind with Chard, placing her hands on her lips as she looked over towards the man she had once mated with, raising an eyebrow and then suddenly breaking out into laughter.

"Still getting your ass kicked hunh Chard? Where the hell have you been hiding anyways? Earth isn't THAT big for you to hide your ass in. I tried to get a hold of you to tell you about him, you know?"
She said with a calm, almost sad smile on her face as she addressed him. She held no bad blood with Chard, honestly the sole reason she had been with him was to have Cress in the first place, so the fact that he left after she was pregnant didn't bother her at all, even though it bothered the boy a hell of a lot.

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WC: 365
TWC: 2,664

"I don't give a shit about his god damn excuses... I don't care how fucking weak you are, if you set your mind to something you can push through. Just look at the blue haired bitch. I could of killed her in an instant even before I could become a Super Saiyan... and now? Heh we're on par. If that man had any balls, no if he had ANY pride in his heritage he would of stood up on his own two damned feet, he wouldn't of run just because he was weak. I don't give a shit if he 'would have' been there for me had he known. His spirit was too damn weak to care. He's a fucking liar, not just to us, but to himself. He needs to get the fuck off his ass and onto his feet, or just die already."
Cress barked angrily, balling his hand into a fist though he didn't throw a bunch at Beat, not yet. Yelling it out was seriously... freeing in a sense? To be able to talk about this openly somehow made his problems seem that much more... insignificant? The truth about his father really put things into light, and while he was pissed off to high hell, part of him calmed down.

His father was everything they said he was, a worthless piece of shit that didn't deserve to call himself a saiyan. While Cress' blood was pure, he was still tainted by that bastard, so he was no different in the end than his hybrid brother.

"Fuck him... You should just let him die, he doesn't deserve to have you. Leave the fucker alone and see how he likes it... You know... growing up... everyone had their fathers to look up to. Some of them were elites in the Empire, others were just foot soldiers in the Saiyan alliance... but they had someone to tell them how great they were doing, or how awful... I just... I just wanted him there then..."
He muttered the last part, turning his head away from Beat so that his lasts worlds would be barely audible. He continued to grumble under his breath, finally crossing his arms over his chest and leaning his head back to look at the bright ass sky above them.

"I don't... hate you I mean. Yeah you're a filthy damn half blood but you know what? Whatever that other half is, is a million times better than what he could ever give. Seriously, why even bother keep a useless man like that around?"
he asked now, legitimately curious how Beat wasn't just as infuriated as he was about all this? Not only did they just find out they had siblings, but there was still another brother in this hot mess to find and make sure that he was alright as well. Cress had n idea if this other brother was even older than him, younger, pure, half or what... regardless, maybe brothers would be something that could replace that void left by the father.

Naga walked over to Chard and tapped the back of her fist against his forehead. It wasn't a punch of anything that would hurt him, but it gave him enough of an indication that she was mad at him.

"Dumbass. You shouldn't of left in the first place."
She said with a light shrug of her shoulders, letting him think what he wanted from that comment before she would lift herself up off the ground, turning around with a final wave to Chard before flying off towards Cress and Beat's power levels.

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