Solo Sesh #4 [40x]

The dark thumping had stopped. Two, large and terrifying, paws had been stamped against the grainy gold of the coliseum. The paws being raven black and having streaks of silver, leading up to huge and powerful legs and a powerful body. Five heads protruding from the torso of the beast whom had stopped before Onio. The necks all thick and muscled, the heads being in various forms and shapes. One being a Rottweiler, another in the shape of a Sabertooth-Moose, two in the shape of a Hawk and Bald Eagle and the final head in the shape of a Platypus-Bear. All of their fur coats being in the color of black and donning streaks of white and silver along their necks and spine. The tail a mix of a lion's tail as well a dog and being multiplied by five, three Lion-Dog tails, one Platypus tail and a single Eagle feather. Slobber dripping and splashing down from the Sabertooth-Moose, Rottweiler and Platypus-Bear's individual maw and beak. It's large appearance towering over the Saiyajin, standing at fifty-four feet tall. It's neck span adding another thirteen feet had they been stacked.



The male, staggering back for a moment, observed the monster before him. It was incredible! This beast, snarling and bending its knees, had leaned down toward the boy to observe him, as well. It's crimson red eyes piercing his own hazel brown. The two forms of life gazing deep into each others pools of crimson and brown. Exchanging fierce looks, the feeling of hostility exchanged between the monster and the Saiyajin. Something had made him feel somewhat more 'ballsy' though. Onio's lips, once straightened, had curved at the very edge. The white of his teeth exposed to the beast, differing greatly from the Cerberus' like creature's own crimson stained, yet retaining a yellowish and ghastly gold. The hunter grabbing his armor by the hole on the bottom, where he'd slide the torso on, and removing it from his chest. His chest and arms revealed. His raven black hair blowing before him, some of his silky locks draping over his shoulders and resting so. It seemed as though his eyes had darkened somehow, giving him a more fierce and intimidating appearance. Such forcing the Cerberus to grow more hostile and issuing a terrifying snarl, followed by a bark-roar that could shatter the ear drums of a man.







The boy, however, didn't fret to return such favors. Stepping back at a unusually and nonchalant pace, he kept himself facing the Cerberus, albeit walking back. Saliva, spittle and contents the monster had swallowed of times past being hurled at Oni. Though, he avoid the more solid objects, the saliva and spittle had made contact with his skin. His hand wiping the liquids off of his form, the water dripping off of his fingers and disgustingly dropping down through a single line conjoined with each other fingers. Taking a strange amount of time to actually hit the gold beneath he and the beasts feet. A grossed out, "Eugh.." leaving his lips before the excitement of facing such a large beast had reappeared and hovered over his shoulders once more. Dried and invigorated, the Hunter had chortled some. Unable to face this beast and be serious, simultaneously. It simply wasn't doable. Though he managed to keep a cocky smirk along his lips, he did take a few seconds of standing up to the beast without another motion to recollect all forms of gallantry he could. Especially that of seriousness. Standing upright and tall, Onio frowned then. His jaw clenched, cheek bones shifting and visible through his youthful skin. His eyes narrowed and dark eyebrows arched. His lips parted, teeth after and his pink tongue exposed, sound blurted out.







Onio's bellow had been far louder than the monstrous being before him. His back had arched as he shouted, his arms flexed and fingers bent as well before his face. His mouth opened far wider than before and his sharpened teeth bore before Cerberus. His feet planted heavily against the ground and his muscle bulging out with a great amount of definition. One could swear he harbored some kind of Beast within his very soul. Such feral and awe striking nature and voice was inhuman. However, many of the Saiyajin inside the crows around the arena had prideful smiles. For they knew, what Onio was exactly. Just who he was, for the matter. A Saiyajin; Proud and strong. The male had struck dome kind of fear into it, as the beast recoiled a bit. It's massive paws taking it backward before it's five heads began bickering with one another to regain focus onto the next meal it could consume. It had snarled once more, all of it's crimson pools of sight glaring down onto the male below it. Onio bent over and closing his mouth to smile rather coyly. His hands patting his shoulders, left on the right where the right slapped the left, before he pat his lap as if he was coaxing a pup to come for him. Whispering, "C'mon..!"



Without fear nor hesitation, but instead wild nature, Cerberus darted for the Saiyajin. The small, tiny by comparison, man gazing up to the beast as it make its mad dash for the one who angered and taunted it. It's massive hind legs kicking up and pushing it forward, it's front paws taking it and balancing its motion out. Golden dust being blasted out like a storm in the desert. Onio keeping a coy grin along his lips as he mimic the monster; Putting himself into an Runners Position before launching forward, hands solid and fingers closed. Quickly and without distress or strain, Oni had dropped to the ground. His side against the sand, yes, but his motions amplified due to the pose he had engaged. Easily slipping behind Cerberus and jumping onto his feet. The monster had made some kind of quack and bark sound from the sequence of event, a sound emitting from the Saiyajin as well. A Los grunt, leaving his lips as his legs kicked him off once again, this time however, it had rocketed him into the skies above. His legs tucking onto his diaphragm and his arms coming over his shins to initiate a spiraling position onto the beasts furry back. Landing with grace, Onio began a warriors cry. Stomping against Cerby's spine and stamping his feet against the Hawk and Eagle's necks. The two closely joined together. Grabbing the Hawk's beak, he began to pry it open. His muscle bulging and his veins popping out. The young man's teeth joined together and grinding, his eyes narrowing with his eyebrows arching in frustration. His hands around the beast's beak and effectively prying it open, albeit with strain and resistance. A terrifying three minutes consumed before the Hawk's beak had been torn apart and the flesh was dripping onto the yellow hue beneath. Perhaps magic had been at place, as it had just disintegrated upon death. Thus leaving four heads.



Needless to say, Onio hadn't wasted any time whatsoever. His hands had been stained at this point, as the blood of the beast had splattered all over his fingers and palms. The lack of a head and neck was a meaty space, pink and a circle of bone in the center. It seemed as though the only head distressed was the Rottweiler head! Of course, Oni had jumped to the Bald Eagles' neck. Sitting on its powerful throat and keeping his feet hooked onto it- firm. Crawling to it's beak, as well, he had kept it's mouth shut. Thrusting his bare hands into its face and aiming his palms for the iris. It was too easy, as he grabbed its crimson red orbs of sight. Closing his fingers and getting his grasp onto the monster. As he did so, it's blood curdling cry had sounded. Its other three heads snapping and trying to shake the boy off- alas, to no true avail. Using the success, Onio had pulled back. Quite ruthlessly gouging out Cerberus's Eagle eyes. Restrain and struggle at first before successfully ripping the two orbs of crimson from their sockets. Kicking off the still tangible throat, he landed onto the sand and listened as the crowd boomed from the savagery displayed by a hunter who symbolized the jaguar. Out of respect, however, Oni had tossed both eyes to disappear along with the head and neck- granted, after the violent thrashing.







With a swiftness in his step, Onio swirled around to face the thrashing Cerberus. Looking deep into the Rottweiler's eyes the way it did to his, after it had culled itself. The male's hand shot out and opened, fingers extended and thumb bent. Taking a moment or so for it to become an entirety. A bloody red sphere surrounding his hand, sparking at his fingertips for a moment or so. Taking few seconds to be realized into what he had wanted. Indeed, Onio had begun charging a upgraded version of his recently cultivated Jaguar Fang. He hadn't exactly known why, but for some reason it had just called his name. The way it's chosen name and effect had been. It simply was music he could get down with. As the hunter charged the chi cannon type attack, Cerberus had finished it's incessant snarling and attempts at fear. Lunging itself toward Onio and thrusting the Rottweiler out. Quickly swiping the stopped Saiyajin and trying to chew him between the sharp canines and rows of teeth it had harbored within it's maw. It had seemed over- Onio's crimson aura piercing all silence for the time it had overwhelmed. Opening the jaws of the Cerberus and stretching himself out. Literally tearing the Rottweiler's mouth apiece the way he did the Hawk's beak. Flaring his aura once more, he blinded Cerby. Utilizing his mastery over flight, Onio soared from his demise and rose to the skies above, cocking his hand back. The Jaguar Fang had been charged!



"I'll blow you away: Die!!"



The Jaguar King exclaimed, tossing his opened palm forward and toward Cerberus. The Dog's head remaining, mawless and disgusting. A bloody mess drilling down its throat and onto the sands of time. Its red eyes accepting its demise. The emerald sphere of concentrated chi expanding as it fly down with such ferocity! Before truly creating contact with the mythic monster, it had grown to sizes unseen by Onio's own eyes. He hadn't believed he was capable of such, but it happened. Enveloping Cerberus as an entire whole, white flashing about and destructing every atom and singing all of the beasts flesh. Leaving none to the masses to collect or even lay eyes upon. Only a simmering mess of charred sands. The only surviving piece of Cerby being it's eyes from the Platypus-Bear, Rottweiler and Moose-Lion heads. The six orbs being crushed beneath the Saiyajins boot to convey his victory over size and his strengthening over the super charged attack.

The world seemed to move and discombobulate once again. Shifting and warping back to an arena more familiar to him than the coliseum like habitat that he had been thrown into from simulation. The Nova's original Gravity Chamber. Onio's breathing was heavy, it seemed, as he had huffed and plopped down onto the ground. His legs crossing and his heart calming. Resting.

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WC: 1903.