Post by Caesar on Feb 8, 2016 15:33:36 GMT -5
High above the capital of Vegeta the skies were crimson as another day pushed towards its end. The streets growing more silent as the warriors were in rest or relaxation after a long day of preparation and training for future missions and battle plans. The lower and slave classes still in the streets cleaning and doing their tasks that sometimes kept them busy even throughout the night. Little rest and only minor supplies fueling them along these paths.
The planet a reflection of segregated society through power and class systems. A vision of what a empire built for control through power looked like. Barbaric and only trying to look proper like the Kold or PTO empires. Masking just how beastly the ape like race that controlled and manned this planet and intergalactic power really were. Which made it all the more disturbing while also calming to see even on a planet like this a dusk sky like this could still seem peaceful. Like even here some chance of momentary peace was possible. While the disease and desecration of the sayian race remained hidden by rest and after hours entertainment in the buildings bellow. Like a hidden tumor or cancer not yet revealed and sent into recession just to let a moment of hope shine through. When the inevitable reemergence of their filth would return the next morning like always.
But just as stated prior! Even in the times of calm, It often reveals to just precede the storm and the hidden explosive darkness or eruption of chaos of some sort or another. It would be no different this day as in a strange way clouds would begin to stir above the moment prior clear skies of the capital. Dark things almost purple and such a dark near black shade it didn't look natural. Crashes of thunder and lighting shooting out moments after. Coming from the focal point of where they miraculously emerged. Thunder rumbling and the ground striking a bit shaken when these bolts of energy shot out hitting in the ground around the city and a few even dashing into the streets bellow. Bright lights of explosive unnatural energy like lightning smashing large bits of street into decent sized holes of crushed pavement and broken cement. The slaves running for cover and low class as well seeking shelter from the storm. As some of the weary tired souls in rest and late relaxation peeked from doors and windows to see what was the case. Given the sudden disturbance on what was predicted to be a clear and calm night.
The clouds rapidly grew in size and spectrum. Before long the area above blotted out all remaining light for the capital. As if night had come earlier by a hour or so in the dead darkness. Only the lightning giving momentary flashes offering any type of vision really. But above the strange clouds that moved oddly among each other like a mixing vortex here and there. Or in other forms just oddly moving and clearly unnatural with no patter relating to the actual wind patterns of the planet.
The energy kept up and after a moment from the clouds two or three energy balls like that made from a warrior perhaps shot out. Shooting off in the far distance but the light clearly recognizable at what it must have been. Snaps of energy being heard above the storms sounds only briefly if one had the ears good enough to spot them. Sounds like chains and people yelling out. But before long a silhouette broke through. A momentary light in the sky as the dark clouds parted briefly in only a tiny hole about the size of a water well opening. But the light coming from above the clouds was so bright and pure through the dark clouds or some kind of vortex similar to them. It didn't seem like it could possibly actually be the skies of Vegeta. Only the few slaves still out and the very few still peeking rather then taking shelter would see this. As most would be smart hiding from the storm waiting for it pass.
A figure perhaps the shape of a man with long strands of something wrapped around him. Perhaps chains or ropes of some kind. Lashings trying to pull as he struggled against them throwing himself towards the ground bellow even as high as he was. As if trying to break the lashings and chains from the sky. The lightning only picking ups the struggle continued. Until the suspenseful tension erupted with a very loud crack of lightning and its audible thunder actually the snapping of these chains. That seemed to some suddenly withdraw back through the portal of light above or dissipate into nothingness.
The vortex closing shortly after. Only a few burns and bruises left on the power that lay beyond the portal. The body masked in momentary pitched black darkness. A strong power but possibly lost in the mass of powers among all others in the sleepy city just waiting for a storm to pass that disturbed the night. Hoping for a silent rest before the late hours grew into the darkest hours.
The body was weak and likely not noticed as it would glide to the ground bellow. Making its way to try and land softly somewhere along the roads. The clouds would not clear until the energy above dissipated so he had time. By the time they would be clear the night would be fully upon the city. The night life more awakening as many went to sleep to dream of future war like many saiyans here did.
Caste down like a fallen angel of darkness refusing to take in heavens bids of peace and calm. Wanting the sin and pain from the earth. Sin pain and the corruption in his soul that made him remember he was alive. The ability to lead and decide on his own accord where he would go and where he would be lead on his path. Instead of wings shedding like a angel as he fell a glowing halo still lite up in the sky would fade and fizzle out like a falling star above his head as he roared towards the ground. A spirit of broken a past and pained past taring away from heaven towards a world of danger bellow. Ready to being his life yet again until one day called back to the gates of the after life when he'd be ready again.
[PL please as well as my refund of SP to PL from the after life]
