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Kazam

"I'm going to blim, bang, blam you!" A failed Experiment turned loyal servant

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a character in “Dragon Ball Super: Heroes of Universe 6”, as played by KoriKariko

Description

Name: Kazam
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Failed Majin

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Strengths/Weaknesses: As a failed attempt at recreating the Majin Buu of Universe 6, Kazam inherits some of the creatures odd abilities. Such as his extendable arms similar lack of control over herself when in states of high emotional turmoil, this has also made her a rather dense and unintelligent being; But she's willing to learn. However while inheriting Buu's regeneration powers, her's works over a longer eriod of time. What would take Buu seconds takes her around an hour depending on the amount of energy and time she as (This could also allow opponents to easily get the drop on her while she attempts to heal). Her power level is merely a fraction of even the weakest forum of Buu, though she can attempt to gain more power if she over exerts herself her own body will begin to dissolve from the energy; making her very weak towards powerful Ki attacks.

Signature moves:

Full-Power Lance - A move taught to her by her Master where she launched herself forward and extended a blast of energy from her hand, usually aimed at her foe's chest. Allowing her to get close and personal when she unleashes her Ki and impales her opponent on the 'Lance'.

Devil's Hand - When absorbing heat from either around her or from her enemies, Kazam is able t push it around her body to harden parts of her skin (Usually her hands) to increase her attack and defence.

Frostbite - Lowering her own body temperature, Kazam is able to produce an ice breath that is usually used to keep down opponents or to make the surface she fights on less stable.

Personality: Simple minded and unfocused, Kazam manages to be up-front and annoying to most people she encounters. Her nature allows her to be short tempered and too trusting sometimes, making it easier for other to manipulate her. On the battle field she is determined, but clearly undisciplined, hardly ever taking a fight seriously until it's too late. But she is not against killing an opponent and will often get in over her head when an opponent pisses her off with insulting comments or threats towards those she cares for.

Bio: Born inside a test tube, Kazam was the latest in a long line of failed attempts by the scientist Ala to recreate the monster that was Majin Buu. When she was old enough to walk she was deemed as yet another failure, her power much lower then it should of been and an obviously developing personality that made her hesitant to carry out tasks. However, on the day she would join the other failed experiments back in an eternal rest, the lab she was raised in fell under attack by a squad of Saiyins. They had come to 'arrest' Dr Ala for allegedly kidnapping Saiyin children (Though to this day, even Kazam was suspicious bout their story), Ala was taken away by the squad, but most were confused on what to do with Kazam. Their first meeting with Kazam turned strange when she managed to deck one of them right in the eye, to the pleasure of his sqaudmates.

The squad leader, Xellori, decided to take the young one as a part of the crew and to train her for reasons Kazam was actually never told. Questions increased in quantity in the coming years as Xellori and her Squad seemed to have abandoned their fellow Saiyins in favour of some sort of self-exile. But Kazam never asked, she owed them that. As the years went on Kazam was trained in basic combat and the way of the sword, before eventually one day being sent out into the galaxy to further her own training on what she would describe as a 'super secret mission for the Boss Mam!'. The mission might of went well, but... Kazam's ship managed to crash on Planet Melt during an invasion.

So begins...

Kazam's Story

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Smoke enveloped the peak of the mountain from the burned out engine of the small wreckage of a space ship that had planted itself on the side of what had used to be a twin peak, the choking chalk of the smoke rising to disfigure the beauty of the planet's clear blue sky. An old insectoid man grumbled at the sight, irritated by the lack of symmetry that now plagued the beautiful landmark. "Kia, darn it. Which one of you kids exploded the mountain this time!?"

"Grandpa, the mountain doesn't matter right now!" A child whined, gripping onto his Grandpa's leg.

"What could possibly be more important then the desecration of our rocks?"

A cough came a few metres away from the arguing family, a squad of Soldier's looking very peeved off at the fact that they had been ignored. "Hello! We have guns... We're raiding your house. Killing your people. Did you seriously forget about us!?"

"Quiet you! I am talking with my oaf of a child!"

"Oh, sorry..." The man paused for a moment, before reeling back in surprise at his words. "Wait, no I'm not! Put your hands where I can see em, you old geezer!"

Another soldier approached the man from behind, tapping him on the shoulder "Uh.. Sir, the wreckage is moving..."

"Not now, I'm intimidating the elderly!"

"But, Sir!"

"What is I-" Before the man could finish his sentence a large flaming engine had dropped from what had seemingly been from no where, landing directly on the man's head and bringing him to the floor.

"I think he's dead..." Commented another soldier.

"No, my engine!" A soft and high pitched squeal came from above them, looking up the soldier were surprised for their gaze to meet that of a bright mixture of green and yellow, te small frame of what could be seen as a woman landed just atop of the engine, madly stomping out the flames. "Oooooh, Master is going to be so mad at m- Arg! HOT! HOT! HOT!" The fire had began to spread all over her clothes, leading to the small green woman to dive to the ground, rolling around the field in a desperate attempt to shake off the fire while everyone around her watched in confusion.

"W-what the hell is that thing!?" The woman in armor raised her arm cannon at the creature with wide eyes "It's some sort of bubble gum abomination!" With that she fired wildly at it, again looking to the body of her easily killed team mate.

Within a few seconds of the cannon firing, the small girl had disappeared from view to the surprise of the attacker. Before any reactions could be seen, the blob of green had appeared in front of the soldier, her arm pulled back, stretching back to inhuman lengths. Without hesitation the grinning green devil let her fist launch forward and collide with the woman's chest, shooting the body backwards like a bullet and blasting her through the side of a near by bolder. "That hurt!" The creature screamed.

"But the blast never hit y-" The other soldier forgot the rest of his questioned as he noticed a peculiar thing about the blob (More peculiar then that she looked like she was made from gum); her right ear was missing. The blast had hit. "Y-your ear! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU!?"

"I am...uh... The Mysticulous Trumpeter!" She replied with gusto, raising her hand in the air to cup her lost ear, though frowing as she thought to what she said. "Wait... THat's not right... The Stainger? Nope... Bbah! I forgot" sMILING AKWARDLY, THE GIRL PUSHED HER PALMS INTO HER SIDES. "I mean, I'm Kazaam. What is up, people that I am friendly with"

"Friendly!? You just killed two of us!"

"It was just a spar, she'll be up any second now"

"SHE'S DEAD!"

"Pfft... Probably just tired, from all that... Oh, blarg. I did it again!"

The old man tilted his head at the supposed invaders of his planet. "I expected you to be much more threatening..."

"Hey, don't blame us. We're just rookies. The real soldier's were all sent to deal with the Saiyins..."

Kazaam's head perked up as she heard them, her eyes widening with glee. "Saiyins!? You mean the grumpy furry guys?" With a nod from the man, Kazaam jumped off of the body of the other dead man and gleefully jogged past the two. "I was looking for Saiyins! Secret Mission from Master, still a go!"

As she seemed to gleefully skip past the two corpses of their dead friends, the soldiers were only confused. "Should we call the Commander...?"

"Hell, no! Do you want to tell him we got beat up by a bubble gum monster!?"

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"Alright, where are the Saiyins... They gotta be where all the fun is, so..." The grass green girl closed her eyes with a calm sigh, her mind reaching out around her. She could feel it all over the place, the energy that tricked from every living thing, behind her was the low energy of the planet's inhabitance. Though even that was hard to sense over all the high power miles away in the distance. One of those powerful warriors had to be the Saiyin she was looking for. And it seemed that the fight was only heating up with the arrival of another large power drawing closer; it made her pretty excited.

And that's when one particularly lowering energy came through a mountain and created a crater right in front of her eyes.

A few blinks of confusion later, Kazaam stood with her mouth agape leaning over to peek inside the rough landing of the individual inside. "Is that a Saiyin?" Her eyes roamed over the dark skin and bright orbs. "That's a lizard... Are Saiyins lizards? Maybe they're all lizards hiding in dead bodies!"

"Hey, Mr! Are you a Saiyin? And why are you sleeping on the ground? It's not that comfortable..."

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Dashade didn't reply to the odd question, he didn't have the energy to point out the obvious or even scowl at the girl. He could only slightly shake his head in a stiff and disappointing motion. And now this thing shows up? This planet seriously has a problem with attracting the strange crowds... He wanted to move, the get up or at least drag himself away; but his body still ached like hell. Maybe she can help... Thin lips opened, his words coming out as more of a croak then an actual word. "Help..."

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Kazaam offered a sympathetic frown to the fallen Arcosian, watching his struggles to move. "Oh, you hurt. Aren't you?" Without hesitation she leaped up into the air and descended into the crater, landing right next to the warrior and kneeling down beside him; the bruises and damage left on him became much clearer up close. "Uh, don't worry! I have green icky stuff that helps me when I have a booboo"

Her hands snuck underneath the creature easily, her stretchable limbs allowing her arms to reach out and wrap around his whole body. Soon Dashade looked like a badly wrapped Christmas present being held just above the green girl's head. "I just hope that geezer hasn't messed with my stuff..."

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Beaten, bloodied and carried to safety after being forced to his knees. How humiliating it was for Dashade, the Arcosian still couldn't move anything aside from his tail, a bitter tone escaping his lips as he attempted to talk. "P-put...Me down..." Pathetic The thought was spoken with full displeasure, he could imagine his older brother's narrowed eyes looking over the pathetic sight. "Beaten down by a monkey? You should of died back there, at least you would of regained a little dignity"

The voice continued to echo in his mind, no matter what happened he could ever ignore the disgust in it's tone, nor the feeling of an ashamed gaze. "How ungrateful, I always took it upon myself to teach you to stop being such an small minded fool, and yet you allowed this to happen? Worthless welp. Yet another shame to our bloodline."

Dashade's tail swung more furiously on its own, the words always stung and constantly nipped at his mind. It made him wonder if there was any time in his life where he actually impressed his older brother when they grew up together. 'Welp' was a phrase the older Arcosian had never grew tired of, and despite Dashade's best efforts, it stuck. Just as much as most of his childhood memories, a small hot-headed child beaten to the metal floor of the training room, an older brother pushing him down and yelling at him to get off the ground, demanding to know if he was 'An Arcosian, or a Worm'

"Where are we going?" Dashade resorted to asking when it was clear he would be able to escape this shame, he might as well not go in blind.

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"Ow!" The groan of pain emitted from Kazaam lips after the fifth time a certain dark tail swung round to pelt the side of her head, the long curly 'limb' could of been used as a weapon if Dashade had chosen to. How does he lug this thing around all day, it's like my ship crashing all over again! How hard must it be for the warrior to walk with that thing constantly swatting at his leg, Kazaam did not want to know.

"We're going to... Uh... A mountain. On the ground. With a blown up ship" She spoke slowly and nodded at the same speed. "Yeah, we're going... Places" Soon the two arrived right back where she had previously killed two people (It had been an awkward entrance for her to say the least) and as she entered the small area beside the now demolished mountain, she could see that her ship... Still looked quite shitty.

There was only one house there just off to the side, Kazaam guessing that she was probably not far from a village, though she noticed a certain lack of soldier's now. They must of ran off when she left. The Elder insectoid stood with his back to her, slowly turning the wheel of a metal spit over a fire, he seemed to be cooking some dead animal. Without turning around, he spoke. "Why have you brought an Arcosian to my home? You've already destroyed my beautiful view"

"H-how did you... You weren't even looking..." After a moment of thought, Kazaam's eyes widened. "Oh! You're a psycho!"

"I am not! And it's psychic, not psycho!" The old man screamed at her in what almost sounded like a child's whimper. "Energy, I can sense your energy. Damn, brats. never taught any respect for their elders"

"Oh, you can do that too" Kazaam dropped Dashade's body in front of the old man. "Hey, Geezer. I found this little guy falling out of the sky. I think he's a Saiyin"

"Arcosian"

"So, can you heal him up? He's hurt very bad..."

"No, now bugger off"

"Why!?"

"Aside from the fact that his Soldier's are slaughtering my people?"

"Where did those guys go...?"

"Ran off after we moved the corpses" Kazaam blinked, only now remembering that she had indeed killed two of them, looking around she also noticed that the corpses were gone. Before she could ask where they went, she spotted just what the Old man was cooking... So she shut her mouth.

"Please? Pretty pwese!? I promise... To do stuff"

"...Fine. But if he attacks me, you're going on the fire next" The old man approached the fallen Warrior with an interested grunt, looking over the bruised body.

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The old man seemed to show a surprising amount of strength for both his age and the reputation of his species, being able to easily drag Dashade inside the small home he had set up. Inside the Arcosian warrior didn't get a chance to look at the room he was dragged through as he continued to dip in and out of consciousness, all he knew was that he was soon thrown onto a bed of sorts (Made out of material he didn't want to question the origin of).

Throughout the whole experience all the soldier could think of was the fact that the old man was helping him at all, seconds before the insectoid had loudly acknowledged that he knew exactly who Dashade was working for; Yet the old man was now wasting his own time tending to the wounds of a warrior he knows is his enemy. It didn't make any sense to Dashade.

"Stop struggling, Brat. And get that loose tail under control!" The commands that came from the small man were surprisingly effective, carrying the authority of a commander without having any. Immediately Dashade settled down his wild tail that had been beating against the wall for the past minuet now. "Good, you can take basic instructions. Now, let's see..." The man's gaze went up to sweep over the Arcosian's wounds.

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"Some broken bones, bruises... Nothing to cry about" The Old man grunted in amusement as he pressed his long and crooked green finger against the Arcosian, smirking at the pained grimaces the Warrior produced. Thankfully, the extensive black tail that (To the Old man's surprise) threatened to smash through the small house's wall with every stroke had com to a complete halt. Such a strong tail, I wonder how he carries it around

Moving away from the wounded Arcosian for a brief moment, the Old Man spotted Kazaam a few metres away at the corner of his vison, sitting on the floor with her legs crossed. "What do you want now, brat?"

Kazaam gave the old man an innocent blink and a wide smile, grabbing a hold of the hole where her ear had once been. "My ear feels funny, and it's cold outside..."

"That's because your ear is gone" As he replied the Insectoid crouched down to grab a hold of a small box, the contents being simply a few bottle of strange green liquid and what looked like spiky fruit. Just looking at them made Kazaam's stomach grumble slightly, but none the less she scooted over to Dashade with a slight mutter of 'There's no food in his place...'

"How are you? I'm hungry"

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Dashade only gave the green creature in front of him a dead panned stare, an almost pleading look for her to realise how ridiculous the question was. How am I? I'm in bed with more broken bones then I'd ever realised I had and insect painting fruit over my wounds. HOW DOES SHE THINK I FEEL!? But he refrained from shouting out his thoughts, he was not going to experience an outburst now, he had already been humiliated enough today. "I'm fine. Now leave me to my shame"

The old man poured out the strange liquid within the bottle onto the Arcosian's wounds, the ice cold touch of the surprisingly sticky liquid sent chills throughout Dashade's body; producing a slight numbness around the wounds and easing away some of the burning sensations of pain.

"If you really want to be the first to die, then so be it!" The voice of Commander Holly came loud and clear through Dashade's scouter, which had been placed near the bed, still connected to the invasion force's Comm frequency. It seemed as if Holly was starting to dominate the battle with ease, his copy-cat technique certainly proved useful. Before the invasion, Dashade remembered the many rumours of the Commander's ability, it certainly made speculations go wild on it's limitations.

A slight smirk came to Dashade's lips. "Looks like the Commander has this all under control, my fight wasn't in vain then..."

A small eye roll came from the old man as he held up the strange fruit-like objects "No time to worry about your Scumbag friend and his psychotic intents, you might want to find something to bite into" There wasn't even a moment for Dashade to respond, the 'fruit was dropped onto the green substance and instantly sprouted spikes from it's skin. The spikes digging into the Arcosian's rough skin and attaching itself to the veins within; Dashade's cries of pain only increased with electricity started to flow from the fruit and into his body. "I told you so..."

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"Shame? But you're not even naked..." The girl tilted her head in confusion at the warrior's words, thinking back to other instances where she had heard the word be used. There were only two situations she had ever known to be attributed to the word, and one of them required him to be on the battle field; though she never was good with words of multiple meanings. Unless... That's not armour... "But that's not right... You don't have the iny-outy bits..."

Soon the many... 'important' questions were pushed from her mind as the Old Man proceeded with his 'medical aid', though she did not see how shocking Dashade would heal him. But, then again, she wasn't the doctor here. Though, is the geezer even a doctor?

"The green substance is known as 'Either', it requires a certain jolt to get working and your body needs to be reacting a certain way for it to be effective" The Old Man explained to Dashade. "Now, if you stop being a brat and stop struggling; this will have a better chance of working"

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Nothing too bad, just maybe some slight damage to his nerve endings... And a SLIGHT chance of his heart completely stopping"

Kazam, while air-headed at time, did get the gist of what the Old Man was saying; guilt creeping up her spine. "Y-y-you mean that this could kill him... AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO SAY THAT BEFORE!?"

"You didn't ask"

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"Wait, what!?" Dashade only just managed to scream out as the green substance began to spread around his body, as if the electricity was tugging about with every volt. Pass the thundering pain that coursed through to his very core, Dashade could feel it, an ice cold touch pressing against his wounds. Was it the liquid? I swear, if I survive this. I'm maiming that old bastard! Damn it, forget it. I'm dead anyway.

"Oh? Is the Welp giving up? How... predictable" There is came again, the haunting and superior voice of his brother. "How dare you. So selfish, so shameful; I feel like you're mocking your people with this display" In the end, Dashade has been beaten, bruised and broken in every area to get where he was today. But still the worse pain he'd ever experienced was the disappointment his brother would display (After causing said broken areas). "You dare call yourself an Arcosian? You dare to fight under the banner of an Emperor with such a pitiful display. Pathetic!"

The feeling that came next involved pain, but it was no where close to the voltage in his nerves; the pain was akin to one ripping off a bandage on an old wound. The electricity seemed to suddenly lose interest in torturing him and simply died down, only resorting to causing light twitches in his limbs. "I-Is it... Is it over?" The Arcosian didn't even realise how bleak and desperate he sounded, surprised to find that he had apparently been struggling more then he thought; his feet firmly buried in the side of the wall while his hand had broken both sides of the bed in his grip.

"You brats sure do scream a lot... You also now owe me a wall" The old man chimed in, poking the Arcosian quite rudely into the arm, though barley invoking any sort of pain on the now hardened skin. Wait, my arm! Looking down Dashade was met with his arm, his clean and healthy arm; no traces of bruises or gashes. He was healed.

"H-How...I'm... I'm alive?"

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Kazaam felt her lips curve up into a inhuman grin at the sight of Dashade pulling through, darting over the now broken bed and looking him over with astonishment. "Wow! You're so shiny now!" The girl began to speed around the room to get better angles at Dashade's healed body. Her next words came out like bullets, barley intelligible with the speed at which she spoke. "You made it! I was worried there for a second, which is weird because I don't know you, but my Master always said I had the annoying obsession of helping random people if they look cool enough-"

The speedy monologue of astonishment was cut short by another insectoid stumbling into the room, immediately collapsing on the floor as the Old Man rushed to his aid. "It's gone... Everything..." The man in question looked as if he was on death's doorstep, an actual hole through his chest. "We tried to fight back... But the invaders just slaughter us all..."

"Mika! W-what happened!? Don't tell me the village is-"

"Rubble. Everyone's dead... I ony just managed to get away, but... I won't last" Tears leaked from the man's eyes. "No one got out alive, we couldn't do anything. We were never meant to fight!"

"Everyone... No..." The old man's eyes closed for a somber moment of silent weeping, his gaze afterwards lingering on Dashade; but showing no malice. "Get on the other bed, I'll... Fix you right up... Brat" Mika was dragged over to the adjacent bed

"We never intended harm, but they didn't care... They just laughed at our peaceful welcome... And slaughtered us..."

Kazaam kept her gaze on Dashade in silence, she at least knew that this wasn't a moment to be spoiled by words.

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It felt empty to watch as the insectoid man, Mika, stumbled in crumbling and broke down before the three of them. Seemingly his weeping overtook any need to not look so vulnerable in front of strangers, which made his cries only more true and dis-heartening. The whole shocking spectacle brought an even bigger horror into Dashade's mind, something that equally shook him as it did anger him, for that moment Dashade felt doubt.

If what Mika said was true, his men were going out and slaughtering innocent people without order or consideration. But that couldn't be true, they had only come here in retaliation for the violent attacks, his men were fighting out of duty, not out of some sick pleasure or psychotic tendencies. "But this matches up with what the Saiyan said..." The echo of doubt muttered. "And why would he lie? He has no idea that you're his enemy" This was a valient fight in honour of Lord Heeta, they fought to protect and seek peace. Not bloodshed. "I wonder, do you say that because that's what you believe. Or because you wish to seep at night?"

With his wounds finally healed and his body stable, Dashade didn't hesitate to push himself out of the bed; dashing over to where his scouter lay and snatching it up. As he placed it back over his eye, his fingers brought up the other communications of his fellow soldiers, the crimson lens flashing to life.

"Another village down, no one was spared. All that's left is a smoking crater. Just like the Commander ordered"

No... I refuse to accept this!

"Roger that, there's another not far east of yours. Orders havn;t changed, so troops head over there and show no mercy"

They were doing thi while the rest were dying before the Saiyans? Why... Why would they...?

More voices crackled through to confirm the order as they headed towards more villages, ready to cause another blood bath, all aledgedly on Holly's word. They've gone rouge, yes, that's it. Holly would never... Swiftly, the Arcosian turned towards the oor with a determined glare sent in front of him.

"Where are you going, brat?" The old man queried from his place on the other side of the room, the brief question of why the Old man helped him when he knows the Warrior's origin entered his mind

"I thank you for all you have done for me, even if your actions confuse me. but... I need answers" With that, he exited the house, his eyes staring into the distance where his scouter picked up the high power level of Holly. "You have a lot to tell me, Holly. I just hope you prove me wrong"

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In silent disappointment, Kazaam watched Dashade leave the room with few words spoken, his body language telling her that he had something important. A Purpose. It seemed to have only come to him now. "Geezer..." Her eyes fell back over the two still mourning insectoid. "D-do you need... Uh, help? Because, I have... no idea what to do"

"Go with the Arcosian" The Old Man stated bluntly, dripping the green liquid onto his fallen friend.

"Huh!?" She exclaimed.

"You're more useful with him"

"But... Why? Is he important?" While she wouldn't jump at the chance to help every random stranger, the fact that she knew where Dashade was going and what kind of conflicts he was heading towards did exite her slightly.

"You said you wanted to see the Saiyans, that's where the Arcosian is headed" It made sense to Kazaam, but she doubted that Dashade wanted any help. I need to see the Saiyins... That what master wanted me to find...

"You're right! He'll need a strong body guard to protect him in... Whatever he's doing" With that, Kazaam rushed after Dashade, leaving the Old Man alone with Mika.

"I hope that Arcosian brat knows his true colors, the ones that convinced me to heal him..."

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Dashade's fist shot out and collided with the boulder at an invisible speed, the boulder easily crumbling down into dust only seconds after impact. A slight smirk graced his lips at witnessing his handy work, before raising his hand up to charge up a Ki attack. "MILKY CANNON!" He was relieved when the ball of purple energy crackled to life in his hand. My body seems physically fit... My energy is steady... The Milky Cannon isn't experiencing problems. "I'm either back up to 100% or well on my way, the healing worked"

The Arcosian didn't even need to spare a glance behind him when he heard the heavy footsteps of the rushing Kazaam, though his brow did raise slightly at her sudden appearance. "What do you want? I do not have much time"

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Another toothy grin spread across her face as she witnessed Dashade test out his healed body, letting out big 'ooo's and 'Ahh's even if she had seen much flashier spectacles. He'll feel cooler because I add amazement! "Duh, I'm here to help you!" The girl rasped her knuckles against the Arcosian's head lightly, giggling like a child. "You're going back to the fight, that's where the Saiyans are. I want to see the Saiyans"

Pivoting on her foot, she turned towards another boulder a few metres away with an excited cry of glee. "Look! Look! I can fight too, just like you!" Without hesitation the creature launched herself at the boulder, punching her fist right through the boulder and shattering it in two. "And, I've got a sword! I can 'slash-slash' things" For emphasis she pulled the sword from it's shief and started to strike at the air, sending a few small gusts of wind in Dashade's direction. "You see, I'm awesome. Right?"

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The Arcosian couldn't help but let out a slight smile at the energetic antics of Kazaam, crossing his arms as he witness her completely demolish the boulder and slice through the air with her sword. He didn't need to witness this, he could already see her average power level through his crimson lens, it was surprisingly high. Whoever that 'Master' she continues to talk about is, they must be proud. But why is she so obsessed with the Saiyans?.

"You wish to accompany me? This isn't some midnight activity for children" At first Dashade was hesitant to bring a stranger along to something he perceived to be serious time for him; but he already knew that even if he declined she would probably follow him anyway. "If you wish to, do it. I won't stop you. But if you shall accompany me, I hope you at least follow my orders" He at least owed her that after she basically saved his life, and if she was going to come anyay, might as well make sure she doesn't go off on a careless slaughter of his people. Especially if she's looking for the Saiyans... She could be on their side, but they could also be more innocent then I thought...

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"R-really!?" Her eyes grew cartoonishly wide with an admiring grin. "You mean it?" Instantly she launched herself at the Arcosian, wrapping her limbs around him in a bone crushing hug, grinning like a mad woman as she jumped up and down with the man in her arms. "WE'RE GONNA BE THE BEST OF FRIENDS! CLOSER THEN FAMILY!"

Her squeezing could probably be heard across the planet, after spending many months traveling alone throughout the galaxy and only being attacked or ignored, she was overjoyed to have someone she could call a friend. Even if Dashade hadn't even implied any sort of friendship. And master said I was never a people person! I'm a natural!

"I'll race ya! Last one there is an Elder Namekian... You know, those ones that look like slugs?" She let go of the Arcosian and jumped up into the air again with her grin still prominent from a distance, waving for Dashade to follow. "This is gonna be fun!"

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The scene played out in a total of ten seconds coupled with the girl's fast talking and energetic actions; Dashade barley registered anything she did. Though the hug came as more painful then it should of been, the brief moments of the hug making it hard for him to even breath. "Arg! Yes, yes. We're going, your welcome. STOP KILLING ME!"

"WE'RE GONNA BE THE BEST OF FRIENDS! CLOSER THEN FAMILY!" The boast came before she let go and took off into the air, a playful spark in her eyes, daring him. Closer then family? The bar isn't set that high "- You know, those ones that look like slugs?"

Dashade simply shook his head and launched himself after her, he was surprised at how the girl was treating it like a game, but never the less he couldn't deny that her enthusiasm made it the task before him more bearable. "Look, when we get there, I want you to stay low. At the moment we honestly do not know who's on our side. I just need to talk to Holly, if things go south... You can step in, but if you are forced to engage any of the troops; I beg of you that you avoid killing them" The two rocketed through the sky as he talked, they'd be back at the battlefield soon enough. "Please?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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Kazaam merely nodded furiously at Dashade's request as they quickly closed the distance between them and the battlefield, while a little saddened at being asked to stay out of the fight for the moment, she didn't want to piss off or get Dashade into more trouble; besides she figured that with this 'Holly' guy it wouldn't take long for her to be called. Well, from what she had hear of him on the scouter. He had a very loud voice. "Zam stay out of fight, okay"

The girl quickly dropped from her place in the sky to lan 'silently' on the surface of the planet, positioning herself just below the curve of the already destroyed mountain. Peeking over the edge her eyes widened with glee at the sight of Pikruwl. Aha! A Saiyan! I bet she's super strong! To Taao. I hope he didn't hear my Namekian joke, I heard they got super hearing... And finally... I... I don't know what that is. Oh, is it a fruit?! Wait, it's moving...and talking... What a strange fruit

And finally she looked to their opponent, what she assumed to be Holly. "...Is that a mouldy Carrot?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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Dashade silently thanked Kazaam for her obedience and zoomed over to the battlefield, out of the corner of his eye watching the girl hide behind the mountain he had thrown Nion into. Below it wasn't hard to spot to battle brewing, he was surprised to see that the three fighters were still standing after the brutal beat-down he had heard over the scouter, it seems as if he never gave them the credit they deserved; neither did Holly.

"Well... Now or never" He needed answers now, he needed Holly to explain himself; with no hesitation Dashed dropped like a hammer to the ground. He landed just beside Holly with his arm raised, his landing utterly ripping apart the ground below him, a ki blast already in his palm to aim at Pikruel and Taao. "Are they giving you trouble, Commander?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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When Taao healed Pikruel, Holly frowned. "I'll take that as a no! What a waste."

To Nion's comment about "real elites," Holly just shrugged. He considered her no more of a threat than she was five minutes ago.

"Hmm... So the green one has healing abilities. I can't finish the others while he's still alive. I'll just have to be more thorough this time."

Pikruel took Taao's hand and rose to her feet. To her amazement, she felt completely normal. No. Better than normal. She felt lighter and stronger than she was before. Before she could explain her plan to Taao, Dashade returned, looking to be ready to rejoin the fight.

"Well, this complicates things. Alright. No big deal. Nion and I will hold off Dashade and his commander while you charge your attack. I'll take Holly. I have a move I still haven't used on him yet, and if my hunch is right, I think I can still surprise him with it, even with his copy ability. When you see your opening, take your shot."

Once again, Holly was surprised to see another fighter return, completely healed of their wounds. This time, it was his own subordinate. "You too, huh? Well, then, I can't say I'm not pleased to see you return. These three are proving to be more of a problem than I originally thought. No holding back now. We strike to kill, and we do not stop until they are turned to ash. Understood?"

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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Dashade stared at the two conversing warriors opposite him, his eyes looking over the freshly healed bodies as Taao yelled at Holly. "The Namekian can heal, huh?" He kept his gaze locked on them with a permanent from on his lips. The pained groans of the bodies that littered the battlefield made Dashade's ears twitch, realising how many warriors were indisposed, yet still clinging to life. "Of course, Commander... But, maybe we should move this fight elsewhere. There's still wounded here who can get caught in the cross-fire"

You wouldn't want to a harm your own troops, Commander. If course you wouldn't. Tell me you won't. The Arcosian started to grow angry towards himself, his thought easily lashing out at the air. There was no reason to think Holly would willingly kill his own men.

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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A short livened growl of annoyance came from the blue skinned Saiyan at the sight of Dashade landing near the Commander, her blood starting to boil. "Okay, so he's not just an Arcosian. He's part Cockcroach as well? Of course. OF COURSE!" She slammed her fist into her palm as she heard Pikrue explain the plan, keeping her cocky grin. "Fine by me, I'll make sure that this lizard wishes he never crawled out of the dirt"

She could already feel the difference in herself from before, the new feeling now surging through herself. When others had said that a Saiyan's power multiplies upon near-fatal recovery, she had assumed it to be a myth. "So, how about it, Insect? Wanna get kicked to the mountain again? I'll just tell you now, I'm not the same Saiyan you... tied with before" Even as she spat out her boasts, her eyes were set on the Arcosian warrior, which only served to confuse her. There was definitly something different about him. It was his body language, his eyes... He didn't actually seem to be here to fight.

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Character Portrait: Dashade Character Portrait: Nion Character Portrait: Pikruel Character Portrait: Taao The Namek Character Portrait: Kazam Character Portrait: Holly

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Kazaam laid back against her boulder with a bored expression, humming to herself an old nursery rhyme with her arms behind her shoulders. "And bacon, and waffles, and muffins and... crumpets? Is that a food? Arg, now I have to start over again. Oh, chicken an-" The sudden scream of rage from above her only served to peak her curiosity, quicky the girl peeked over the rock to witness the Mouldy Carrot rise to the skies and start to charge his 'Planet Buster' That sounds so cool! I need to name an attack that... Wait, what did Dashade say to- OH SHITZU!

In a rush of realisation at remembering what Dashade told her to do, the girl launched herself into the air as fast as she could, shooting through the sky right towards Holly. Her arm went back and gripped the hilt of her sword, drawing it slightly as she neared to attack. I'm totally gonna do a war cry and cut him up! She was about to attempted ne, but... Wait, that would probably tell him I'm coming... Her throat gae off an low and barely audible growl of a war cry. "Not as cool..."

Finally she drew her sword and took off into a assault of slashed on the Commander, her attacks themselves fast enough to make it hard to see that she had even fully unsheaved the sword. Well, if it worked.