From Saiyan to Halfbreed - Enter Turtle Master! [Cornatto]

A cold breeze rolled over the Spinach Wastes, animating the atmosphere with a lovely whistle as the gust danced atop the blades of grass that lined the hilly fields. Rays of sun beat down upon the area, leaving any traveler with more than a few beads of sweat to accompany their journey. Clouds floated overhead, creating the occasional dark paradise whenever they passed over the sun. However, despite the seemingly decent weather, the northern part of the Wastes turned out to be a complete ghost town. Individuals were probably enjoying their beautiful day with their families, rocking it out on the beach or prancing about the various cities. All except for one individual.

A sizeable pillar of smoke billowed from between three large rock formations on the forefront of the lake, which for anyone happening to travel on by, was noticeable as the dust contrasted nicely against the azure sky. The roaring sounds of rocks being shattered and falling towards the earth could be heard for a good distance around as well, possibly leading anyone in the vicinity away. There, standing (barely) in the middle of his own makeshift battleground was the one man who ventured far enough out to claim this spot as his own for the day, the halfbreed known as Jinjer.

A young human-saiyan hybrid, Jinjer’s saiyan-half brought an aggressive yet determined demeanor to his everyday routine, prompting him to search out locations such as this for rigorous training. It also didn’t help that his human-half provided him with an unwavering spirit and general will to learn and explore various combat styles and techniques. More than likely these two halves mixing and working alongside each other gifted Jinjer with this lust for some sort of physical activity. With cuts, bruises, tattered clothes, and splotches of crimson blood littering parts of his body, it was safe to say that he was satiating both of his halves.

Rocks of varying sizes strewn across the small training grounds, Jin stood right in the middle of all three rock formations. His legs were spread evenly apart, bent slightly at the knees. Both of his arms were outstretched before him, one hand taking on a relaxed pose with curled fingers while the other was tightly wound into a fist. His blackened pupils were locked onto a small rock spire just a few feet in front of him much like that of a hawk glaring down its prey, only hindered by the labored breaths that captured his chest. Perhaps the most noticeable features had to of been the two black and blue bruises across his body. One wrapped around his right wrist, and the other plastered across the left side of his neck.

To any outsider, it was obvious that Jin was quite literally killing himself with his training.

“Hufhg….. Hhufgg…. Just-... Nine-hundred… And eighty-five more sets… You can’ fuckin’ do this, Jin. Don’t wuss-out now-... hufghh..” He spoke in between huffs and puffs, his knees trembling from the physical strain of keeping his body upright.

Once again, his energy began to flare. Beginning at the base of his feet, the white aura engulfed his legs, slowly overtaking the rest of his body in a vibrant, spirited cloak of aura. The energy waved around his body in a similar fashion to that of fire, licking and lashing out at the air surrounding his body. With this new aura came a surge in his power level, rising to a staggering level and likely catching the attention of anyone nearby.

A disgruntled growl rattled Jin’s now gritted teeth, shaking the very foundation of his jaw. In one fell swoop, Jin pressed his right foot into the ground, propelling his body forward towards the rock spire. Although his speed seemed to be stilted due to injury and a lack of stamina, the halfbreed still managed a mighty right-handed backfist that completely cleaved through the column. Despite his slight victory, the pain riddled across his face was evident. A furrowed brow, another beastly growl, and the visible throbbing of his wrist were just a few of the signs.

“For fuck’s sake.. Work, damnit!” He angrily berated himself out loud, giving his right wrist a violent shake.