Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 13:29:17 GMT -5
Bris had came to the wasteland for the reason he had told the others before, to think and to train. Mainly to discuss his own plans in private as well as become stronger in power. He needed to grow stronger like his great grand father Frieza. He still needed to complete his goals and to destroy the brat realated to the families that killed his own ancestor not once, not twice, but three times! To say he had been annoyed with that was an under statement as he sincerely wanted blood. He had chose for the name of fear in the Lanza because that was what he did best. Cause fear. The joy o having seen that one majin's face when he blew her to only the little piece that was left. The joy of causing the pain for her as well as dooming her to a rather slow and painful regeneration. If he ever found her again he was going to make her suffer even worse just for fun. However the next time he did he was going to make sure that he was strong enough that she would only understand fear from his form. Heck maybe he would let her see his final form if she were luck and didn't get herself killed elsewhere. That would honestly be a shame if she did because he so sorely wished he could have that honor one day and just blast each piece of her to oblivion. To go about doing that would require said training from this though. It wouldn't be impossible but it would be tedious. He just knew that once he established his own personal empire that The Lanza would be the last to go if not would remain. They had one monkey that he just loved. Not love as in relations but rather loved because of her pride and her thirst for power. How could he not love something like that? It was in his nature to cause fear and frankly she was the perfect way to do it. Just get her against the right people for false reasons and he could use her. Heck now that he knew the name of her brother ther he could easily deposit him into a cell on...he just had a brilliant idea. What if he could find a way to get her brother trapped in one of the saiyan's prison cells and than told her when he found the so call news. Her rage would drive her to destroy the capital and killing her brother in that rage! It would be perfect! That would be just what he would need to get her under his control. The part however that would be trouble was how he was going to get the boy there in the first place. Issues to be worried upon later, for now he had work to do and no time to lose. If he could just trick the boy somehow, someway. The way that Saki had made him seem about wanting to live like an earthling did that mean to be like a hero? If that was true than there could be quite a few ways to trick the boy. For instance telling him of someone needing his help and than when I take him there I could knock him unconcious. It just might work well enough that I could get him there without him even noticing!
While this whole time Bris had been thinking he didn't even notice as he finally began to approach the wasteland. It seemed he hadn't payed attention and that he was already here. It seemed a small village was there as well. Perfect test subjects for his skills. Bris began to fly down closer towards the villager as he looked among them. They all looked rather poor and seemingly desperate. As if this village was one of their last resorts of hope lingering here. As a young mother began to walk with her husband and two children, one of the children pointed right at him and yelled monster. As soon as the parents looked, the father of what it seemed to look like charged at him. It seemed he was going to get his training after all. He didn't even have to gather the attention by murdering someone either. Oh the man was getting close now and from what he could sense the human had a rather small power level but yet still was the highest in the village. It would seem he would have to show them their place after all. With a quick swipe just from his tail he knocked the man on the ground. The man tried to get back up before only finding he wasn't on the ground anymore and that a fifth limb was wrapped around his throat. Bris only smile into the the eyes of the man as he slowly began squeezing his tail tighter and tighter. The man's screams could be heard and seen from across the village as he was hung up in the air. The mother having his her children away from the view while their tears still hit the ground. Than the crack could be heard as all went silent. The man's voice gone now as his neck was snapped and he was dropped from the tall height. The sense of satisfaction could easily be told from wishing Bris's voice as he spoke to end this sudden silence. "It's a shame really that he died so soon. I was hoping to gain more joy from that. I was hoping it would have even lasted longer so you could all enjoy his screams that much more. Atleast he died on pure agonizing pain just how I wanted. Now than how about the widow and her children next? They should be something rather enjoyable for this?" Bris would say as he launched a fury of death beams towards the mother and her two children only for one foolish man to swing his arm to deflect them. It did come with a cost however as the man's arm fell off from all the peicing beams having hit him. "It seems you have blocked my shot but are you ready now for the consequences of having ruined my kill order! I am going to destroy you so deep into the minds of others that they will all remember my name in fear!" Bris would yell as he stared right into the blue eyes of the man. The one thing that for sure doomed his fate he could see at once. That look in his eyes of what was about to come. Fear.
Bris procceeded to launch himself at the one armed man mercilessly. Grasping his head with the palm of his hand and pushing him down into the ground. The signs of Bris being quite mad and unforgiving were clearly evident as he picked the man back up by his head and ripped off his other arm. The screams from the man from his limbs being ripped off slowly and agonizingly with so much pain caused everyone to just turn away. No one could stand this sight any longer. Once they began to turn back around they found Bris hadn't killed the man...yet. He went and shot two beams into the knees of the elder man as he began to cry. Meanwhile Bris could only laugh in such a sinisterly joyful manner that he whispered into the man's ear as he positioned him to see the two children and their mother. "Now you can truly see my kill order. Consider it your payment for losing your arm for the pointless attempt of changing my kill order." Bris would whisper as he launched himself towards the mother first and stabbed his tail right through her chest and held her up for them all to see. This was a symbol that he wasn't merciful. He would kill anyone just for fun and that anyone ho tried to stop him would share the fate. He was instilling a fear into these people. That was when he heard the sons of two children. They were right beside him. The joy, target practice. He grabbed the small boy first and tossed him into the air, letting him see his deceased mother first before he went flying into the air. Bris aimed one finger towards the flying boy and placed on more arm on the other while still aimed towards the boy. Than he fired and fired and fired. Multiple times to the point that the only thing left was a small piece of a blue scarf that landed on the ground with a silent whoosh. He only began to turn his head towards the girl with that same sinister smile. He only spoke one word for them all to hear. "Run.." and off she went running for the crowd as he aimed right towards her and he fired. The blast going out only for an old man to jump out infront of it as it pierced the man's head. He was dead instantly but the girl was gone. It seemed that one person was going to be lucky today.. Bris would only smile as he began to fly away. His job was done and he instilled the needed fear into this village. Not enough to rule them but enough to make sure they would never forget him.
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While this whole time Bris had been thinking he didn't even notice as he finally began to approach the wasteland. It seemed he hadn't payed attention and that he was already here. It seemed a small village was there as well. Perfect test subjects for his skills. Bris began to fly down closer towards the villager as he looked among them. They all looked rather poor and seemingly desperate. As if this village was one of their last resorts of hope lingering here. As a young mother began to walk with her husband and two children, one of the children pointed right at him and yelled monster. As soon as the parents looked, the father of what it seemed to look like charged at him. It seemed he was going to get his training after all. He didn't even have to gather the attention by murdering someone either. Oh the man was getting close now and from what he could sense the human had a rather small power level but yet still was the highest in the village. It would seem he would have to show them their place after all. With a quick swipe just from his tail he knocked the man on the ground. The man tried to get back up before only finding he wasn't on the ground anymore and that a fifth limb was wrapped around his throat. Bris only smile into the the eyes of the man as he slowly began squeezing his tail tighter and tighter. The man's screams could be heard and seen from across the village as he was hung up in the air. The mother having his her children away from the view while their tears still hit the ground. Than the crack could be heard as all went silent. The man's voice gone now as his neck was snapped and he was dropped from the tall height. The sense of satisfaction could easily be told from wishing Bris's voice as he spoke to end this sudden silence. "It's a shame really that he died so soon. I was hoping to gain more joy from that. I was hoping it would have even lasted longer so you could all enjoy his screams that much more. Atleast he died on pure agonizing pain just how I wanted. Now than how about the widow and her children next? They should be something rather enjoyable for this?" Bris would say as he launched a fury of death beams towards the mother and her two children only for one foolish man to swing his arm to deflect them. It did come with a cost however as the man's arm fell off from all the peicing beams having hit him. "It seems you have blocked my shot but are you ready now for the consequences of having ruined my kill order! I am going to destroy you so deep into the minds of others that they will all remember my name in fear!" Bris would yell as he stared right into the blue eyes of the man. The one thing that for sure doomed his fate he could see at once. That look in his eyes of what was about to come. Fear.
Bris procceeded to launch himself at the one armed man mercilessly. Grasping his head with the palm of his hand and pushing him down into the ground. The signs of Bris being quite mad and unforgiving were clearly evident as he picked the man back up by his head and ripped off his other arm. The screams from the man from his limbs being ripped off slowly and agonizingly with so much pain caused everyone to just turn away. No one could stand this sight any longer. Once they began to turn back around they found Bris hadn't killed the man...yet. He went and shot two beams into the knees of the elder man as he began to cry. Meanwhile Bris could only laugh in such a sinisterly joyful manner that he whispered into the man's ear as he positioned him to see the two children and their mother. "Now you can truly see my kill order. Consider it your payment for losing your arm for the pointless attempt of changing my kill order." Bris would whisper as he launched himself towards the mother first and stabbed his tail right through her chest and held her up for them all to see. This was a symbol that he wasn't merciful. He would kill anyone just for fun and that anyone ho tried to stop him would share the fate. He was instilling a fear into these people. That was when he heard the sons of two children. They were right beside him. The joy, target practice. He grabbed the small boy first and tossed him into the air, letting him see his deceased mother first before he went flying into the air. Bris aimed one finger towards the flying boy and placed on more arm on the other while still aimed towards the boy. Than he fired and fired and fired. Multiple times to the point that the only thing left was a small piece of a blue scarf that landed on the ground with a silent whoosh. He only began to turn his head towards the girl with that same sinister smile. He only spoke one word for them all to hear. "Run.." and off she went running for the crowd as he aimed right towards her and he fired. The blast going out only for an old man to jump out infront of it as it pierced the man's head. He was dead instantly but the girl was gone. It seemed that one person was going to be lucky today.. Bris would only smile as he began to fly away. His job was done and he instilled the needed fear into this village. Not enough to rule them but enough to make sure they would never forget him.
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