Dragon Ball Super: Heroes of Universe 6

Sadla

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a part of Dragon Ball Super: Heroes of Universe 6, by Juvenile-River.

Sadala is the original home world of the Saiyan race.

Juvenile-River holds sovereignty over Sadla, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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Sadala is the original home world of the Saiyan race. Unlike in Universe 7, the planet remains in one piece in this universe, and its Saiyan people continue to thrive. Following a very different path than their counterparts, these Saiyans serve those weaker than themselves as protectors.

Sadla

Sadala is the original home world of the Saiyan race.

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Sadla is a part of Universe 6.

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Pikruel [178] A cheerful Saiyan born with the rare Saiyan tail.
Dashade [165] The Failed Tyrant
Nion [147] The Odd One Out
Kazam [145] "I'm going to blim, bang, blam you!" A failed Experiment turned loyal servant
Lettiz [63] Pikruel's youthful and...interesting mother.
Taao The Namek [59] " you're strong...so am I! "
Beat [29] " For a saiyan, nothing matters but power " ( ready )
Soil [11] "You're in my waters now"
Heeta [4] A powerful emperor with the ability to match any power level.
#21 [0] Death is Dull and Madness is Power

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Lettiz caught her daughter in her arms when the blue Saiyan tossed Pikruel at her. As she looked at Pikruel's limp body, Nion's words rang in her mind. It reminded Lettiz of a time two decades before, as she laid her head on the lap of a Saiyan man with deep blue eyes and a black goatee. The skies over the barren wastelands were overcast, with a few heavy black clouds that seemed ready to burst.

Lettiz' rest was interrupted by the sound of a heavy footstep on a nearby tall rock formation. Staring down at them was a Saiyan woman in red and black armor. Her tail wrapped around her armor like a belt. Her smirk made Lettiz' blood freeze.

"So we've finally caught up to you, Lettiz. Did you really think you could escape the Saiyaban clan that easily? Here you are, with that...filth."

Lettiz and the male Saiyan rose to their feet. They were soon surrounded on all sides from Saiyans in similar armors, and about a third of them with tails. No escape.

"Why can't you just leave us alone? Let us live our own lives, and go live your own!"

"Your life, like ALL our lives, belongs to the Saiyabans. For generations, we've worked hard to restore the true Saiyan bloodline. Your blood, Lettiz, is part of that bloodline. How could you throw all of it away for this...outsider who for all we know isn't even a pure blooded Saiyan?"

"I can't control who I fall in love with. And his name is Kukumba! I don't care about your bloodline! Who cares if he has the tail gene or not?"

"Who cares? Who cares? We care. Your parents cared, and their parents before them! Our so-called king chooses to waste Saiyan potential by using our people as bodyguards for the weak, and he ignores our own problems on Sadala. A true Saiyan takes pride in his strength. One day, when our numbers grow, we will use our mighty Oozaru forms to take back the crown and restore our former glory! People like you are an insult to our name. If you will not hear reason, then we will put you out of our misery!"

The Saiyan male turned to Lettiz and whispered, "Remember that technique I taught you?"

Lettiz nodded affirmatively. As the Saiyabans poised for their attack, Lettiz and Kukumba lifted their hands and created white balls of light at the hands. With their backs to each other, they shielded their eyes with their free arms and launched the Flash Bangs in opposite directions. There was a bright, blinding, white flash that left the Saiyabans screaming and angrily rubbing their eyes.

"Let's go!" said Lettiz. Without hesitation, the two took off in a random direction, creating distance between them and their enemies. But they knew the Saiyabans wouldn't be blinded forever, so they had to find someplace to hide. They found a fissure in the ground and hid between the two walls of clay. Before long the woman from before caught up to them, stopping just above them, scanning the area.

"You can't hide forever! We'll find you soon enough! With this Tuffle scouter, you can't move a muscle without me knowing it!"

"She's the only one with a scouter," Lettiz whispered. "We can take her and make our escape."

"Wait," Kukumba replied. He pulled a badge from off of his chest and handed it to Lettiz. "In case we don't meet again, I want you to have something to remember me by."

"What? Why would I--"

Kukumba gave a swift chop to Lettiz's neck, knocking her out. When she finally came to hours later, the only source of light was the moon above her. She could hear in the distance the angry footsteps of Great Apes causing destruction to the landscape. She could find no signs of Kukumba anywhere, and she was afraid to call for him and risk being found, but she could see something glimmering in the moonlight nearby. As she bent down to pick it up, she recognized what it was. The broken pieces of a scouter.

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Lettiz

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Throughout the scuffle, from start to finish, Dashade was torn between two mindsets and their screaming contest. One told him it would be wise and responsible to put a stop to this fight, they needed to work together not mark each other as enmies. But another part of him took in the factor that he really didn't care THAT much about either Saiyan and had little to no stake in this, plus he would be lying if he said he wasn't the last bit curious how this would end.

He found himself rather surprised when things took a turn for the suddenly serious, Nion displaying some tendencies Dashade could only describe as psychotic as she picked Pikruel apart. Where her hands wrapped around Pikruel's tail, Dashade was starting to think this had gone too far. But, as he took one step forward. "My...dad is dead, you moron..."

"Oh? Lucky him. I don't think any father could face such a dissappointment-"

Oof. I could feel that bruise. Now, Nion was starting to remind him of his brother, only less embarrassing. He pushed on forward, arriving behind Nion as she threw Pikruel's limp body to Lettiz, before stalking off in a huff. "Is she okay?" Dashade inquired, looking upon Pikruel's body, he didn't exactly know how effective this tail weakness was. Though, he was only met with silence as Lettiz seemed to drift off into space on some past memory. "Lettiz?"

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Lettiz returned to her senses with Dashade's inquiry. She stared at him for a few moments before answering, "Oh, yes. Don't worry. When someone grabs her tail, she loses all of her energy, but it doesn't last long."

Almost on cue, Pikruel regained her bearings and floated on her own. She stared intently at Nion's back as she left. She swung her tail left and right to make sure it was uninjured.

"She relies on cheap shots to win, and she dares call me a fake Saiyan..."

"It doesn't matter what she thinks," Lettiz responded. "You know what you are: A brave and noble warrior."

Her mother's words helped calm her down a bit as she released a heavy sigh. Pushing a fist into an open palm, Pikruel popped her knuckles. "Now I've got all this pent up frustration and no one to fight."

Pikruel made eye contact with Dashade like she was thinking.

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Lettiz

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"Saiyans lose all energy when their tail is grabbed? Seems like a very troublesome limb... Mine's just really hard to lug around" Dashade stroked his chin, taking in this new information. It could be useful in the future if Pikruel ever did anything too stupid.He nodded to Lettiz and looked to the other Saiyan, who seemed mostly unscathed from the cat fight. "Let's be honest, I don;t think either of you can claim the 'least pathetic looking' after that... 'Fight'"

"Now I've got all this pent up frustration and no one to fight." And then her eyes fell to him.

"Why do I get the feeling I'm getting the short end of the stick in this situation..."

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"What's wrong?" asked Pikruel. "You don't want to see how much I've grown? I haven't completely healed from yesterday, but I'm sure my zenkai boost will make up for my aching back."

Pikruel turned to Kazaam, "You feeling up to a free-for-all Bubblegum Girl? I'm curious to see how well you fight. I didn't get to see your power on Melt. It was unlucky that you came right at the end of the battle. I want to see what it's like when you go all out."

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When the struggle began, Kazaam wasn't really sure what was going on, she thought the two were fighting but she'd only seen this types of fight in old magazine; only neither of them was covered in mud. And she was pretty sure that wasn't the training kind. "Should we do something? They're using weird techniques... And what does this have to do with boobs?" Things seemed to get more heated as the struggle continued, Nion's anger rising at Pikruel's words and struggles. "Overies? Like eggs? WHY WOULD SHE WASTE GOOD EGGS!?"

And all of the sudden the fight ended, Pikruel was thrown like a limp ragdoll and Nion stormed off. "Is Blueberry okay?" She spoke low and cautiously, afraid that the explosive smurf would hear her. Nion could give a mighty glare when she needed too.

"You feeling up to a free-for-all Bubblegum Girl? I'm curious to see how well you fight. I didn't get to see your power on Melt. It was unlucky that you came right at the end of the battle. I want to see what it's like when you go all out."

"Fight? Oooooh!" Kazaam brings out her sword, slashing it forward just in front of Pikruel "I get to slice you and Shade real good!?"

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Seeing Kazaam swing her sword around made Pikruel nervous. She didn't trust this girl to be left unsupervised in a museum of the universe's softest pillows, much less with a deadly weapon. She waved her hands nervously.

"No, no, no. I'd rather not end up flayed like dinosaur meat. Maybe you can use something a bit less...sharp. Like maybe a big stick? You could get one from that tree over there."

"You kids have fun," said Lettiz. "I'm going to get the food ready."

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Nion didn't know where she ended up, all she knew is that as soon as the rage took over, her brain took a back seat to the fire in her eyes. Everything else in her body had worked on its own, dragging her away before she ripped someone's head off. Namely Pikruel. Dashade, she didn't really care about and Kazaam didn't really seem to suffer much from dismemberment, but assaulting another Saiyan and attempting to kill them could have landed her in some hot water. Something which she begrudgingly took in her thoughts.

When her sight returned, she found herself in an alleyway, her hand holding some food she had swiped from god knows where. "Privelged Twats..." SHe muttered to herself, pushing on through the alley. "Good for them that they're too pathetic t care about their race... With their damn tails" Pikruel had a tail, Letiz had a tail, Dashade had a tail. Hell, Kazaam had a HEAD tail. "I'm a saiyan..."

"What is that? What's with it's skin?

"I'm a Saiyan"

"That is not my daughter!"

"I'm unique, that's why I'll be the best"

"You're not a Saiyan, you're just a pale imitation of the real thing"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil Character Portrait: Lettiz

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"No, no, no. I'd rather not end up flayed like dinosaur meat. Maybe you can use something a bit less...sharp. Like maybe a big stick? You could get one from that tree over there." At this Kazaam visably shrunk with disappointment, pursing her lips in a childish pout as she threw upper sword up into the air.

"But what's the point if I can slice slice people? Sword too big to cut butter" The child leaned to the side with a 'wait for it' wink towards Pikruel, obviously attempting to catch the sword with the shief on her back. And catch the sword she did... Only, not with the shief, instead the sword ended up embedded deep within her shoulder, sliding quite easily through her gum-like flesh. "...I think something went wrong, are my shoulders supposed to sting?"

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Little did Nion know that her moment of self-reflection wasn't done in vacuum, the dark alley giving the perfect spot to give the blue figure to stand in the shoulders for a smoke break after his meeting with the King. "You made quite the ruckus, ey?" Soil had a large fedora pulled over his face, casting most of his features into shadow. "Shaking you up something fierce"

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"But what's the point if I can't slice slice people? Sword's too big to cut butter."

"Well, slicing people isn't the same as slicing butter, Kazaam," Pikruel replied. "Cutting someone with a sword can make them OH MY GOD!!!"

Pikruel's mouth hung open in shock as she saw Kazaam's sword pierce Kazaam's shoulder.

"...I think something went wrong, are my shoulders supposed to sting?"

"D-don't freak out, Kazaam. J-just stay c-calm... We need to get you to a hospital right now, okay?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam

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When the green bubble gum girl pulled out the sword at an almost threatening distance from Pikruel, Dashade didn't comment. It was Kazaam. When she chucked the sword into the air to sheave the weapon in a thematic way, Dashade resisted the urge to point out how dangerous it was. It was Kazaam. And when said sword found itself plunging into the depths of her shoulder with a clean 'pop', Dashade stayed silent.

What the hell, Kazaam!?

"YOU UTTER MORON!" He didn't know exactly how to react, either incredulous at the very ridiculous of the situation, or a gasp at just how little Kazaam seemed to care that a sharp bladed weapon had just impaled her. "What drugs did you take, what blow to the head did you receive, what happened while you were gone yesterday that made you think that THIS was a good idea!?"

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Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Soil

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"I'm fine." Nion growled at the figure. Stranger danger was pretty clear on the fact that random shady figures lurking in the shadows of alley ways should be quite alarming, but she was a Saiyan, depite his height she would not be imtimidated. "That idiot just didn't know when to keep her mouth shut. All her brain power went into that tail, I'm guessing" She crossed her arms and stared down the man, conculding quickly that whatever this man was, he wasn't a saiyan. "Who are you?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"Stop yelling, it really hurts my ears!" The child moaned, seemingly paying no mind to the sword wedged in her shoulder. At Dashade's outburst of insults, Kazaam could feel her eyes tearing up, screaming out "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH MEANIES, I JUST WANTED TO BE COOL!" With a sniffle and a pout she wrenched the sword out of her shoulder with out so much as a grunt of pain, the sword easily sliding out of her flesh as she redirected it into the actual shief.

Where the sword once was there had been a deep hole left, strands of ripped flesh reaching out towards each other as if Kazaam's skin was alive.

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Soil pulled his gloved hands up defensively, chuckling at Nion's aggressive reaction. "Hey, Birdie, don't get so fired up. I was just curious what was with all the harsh words" At her inquiry for his name, Soil let out another chuckle, the split second that his open mouth came into view, the sun reflected off of his teeth, leaving a bright sharp glint. "A tourist with a winning smile? I was simply on business with the big boss man in the castle. You know, war with the lizard king and all"

The man took a step closer, though it wasn't like a normal step in a walk or jog, it was as if he was moving to some sort of beat. The first step to a dance. "A tail, you say? I thought Saiyans had been left with only their bare cheeks. Well, aside from my boss"

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Seeing Kazaam casually pull the sword out of her shoulder and place it into her sheath made Pikruel's face changed from shocked fear to absolute confusion. It was like the green girl didn't mind her gaping wound a bit. Come to think of it, where was all the blood? Anyone else would be spurting blood like a fountain.

"You are really weird, you know that? I've never seen anyone act that way after being stabbed. Hey, what are you anyway? I've never seen an alien like you before. What planet are you from?"

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"Your boss is a Saiyan?" Nion almost scoffed at the idea of another Saiyan working with such a slimely loking creature, but then agian, she wasn't one to talk when she was working with Dashade. And who more slimely than the lizard wet behind the ear? "Then I'm guessing they're not apart of the Sadala Defence Force or something" Saiyans on Sadala had plenty of choice in their life, but they were expected to align their aleigince with Sadala. Whether that meant joining the military or getting a job on planet didn't matter to them.

The man loked shady enough to be a routine criminal, maybe he was apart of that intergalactic biker gang that one Saiyan started. What was her name again? Culu? Cati? Brolina?

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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By this point Dashade just had to fall to the ground, grab his head by the horns and tell himself that the universe is laughing at him. Because the universe is an asshole. And it plans only to beat him over the head every time he thinks 'This can't get stupider!', because BY GOD he dares to enjoy the most unique thing about people being that some had horns or tails. "Yeah, I'm with the monkey on this one. What the hell are you? Because I'm interested in the evolutionary path of a bubble gum wrapper"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Soil

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"I'm not weird, just unique! What am I?" Kazaam narrowed her eyes, as if Pikruel had just asked something very stupid and unbelievable. "Well, I'm me; DUH!" She rasped her knuckles against her forehead to punctuate her point. Maybe I need a name tag. Her voice went on to slow down, as if talking to the two like they were children. "And you Dashade, and you Pikruel... Or are you?" She scratched her head, now she was confusing herself. "I come from Tube when I was small. Really small. Which was okay, because tube got really cramped"

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"I imagine she was once, but those are days she doesn't like to remember. The current state of the Saiyan Race ain't exactly giving her any regrets about leaving" Again he came out with that dark chuckle, looking over to the square where various Saiyans went about their daily lives. "Saiyans have become to weak for her eyes. That's why she's offering her services to help with the war against that Water Heater guy, to show what a real Saiyan can do"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Kazam

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"Well, I'm me; DUH!"

"That's not what I--" Pikruel started.

"And you Dashade, and you Pikruel... Or are you?"

"Well, yeah. My name is Pikruel, but I am a Saiyan. And Dashade is a... Actually, I don't know what he is."

"I come from Tube when I was small. Really small. Which was okay, because tube got really cramped."

"A tube? Oh yeah, a lot of Saiyans are born that way too. Keeps our women from having to stop fighting for several miserable months. But don't you have a home planet? See, I'm from this planet, Sadala. What planet did you come from?"