Hello all, this is a story that I've been working on for a while, it's nothing amazing yet, but it will be a hit (confidence is key)! I want you all to be able to read the first few chapters here because a fan base is something everyone could use to get them working! :biggrin.gif: I like to hear what you guys think of it, if you like it or not please tell me why or why not. Remember, a dislike without a reasoning is just a troll!
Chapter 1: The Reapergan Supreme Arises
I woke up one day, but not just any day. It was a warm morning, sunlight shown through my block like window. I stumbled to my feet and walked slowly to my door. It slid open, and I stepped out. I was to busy to worry about trivial things such as clothes, I already had a full platter of things to worry about. I was wearing only my under armor, a bone like armor that is made of evolving skin and muscle that grows naturally from my skin.
I walked down the hall, the female Ohmarians blushed as I walked past. I wandered to the large door that lead to the War Room. It was like a fortress where the leaders of our people met to discus who was going where for war. The door had a Kito sensor that senses the kitos of all Ohmarian royalty and high ranking officers that have clearance to enter. The door slid open, and I strode in without a remark from my underlings. My brother, however, was not so discrete.
"Brother, must you come here with only your natural under armor on? Hahaha, father would kick you out of the royal family if he were here right now!" My sibling mocked me. I eyed him and smiled back,
"Bro, you know as well as I do that Lord Epsilon wouldn't be so hasty as to kick me out of the family." I reminded him.
"You're right, he only has two sons. Besides, you are named after Ohmarisc the Strong. He would feel more shame of being discrased enough to ban someone named after the strongest ruler in history, his own son. He's to proud to admit his mistake."
"Yeah yeah. Father is a bit stuck up isn't he?" I asked sarcastically. One of father Epsilon's most noble and elderly advisers lashed his sword out and stuck it right in my face. The blade cut a bit into my cheek. He spoke in his tired old voice,
"Do not disrespect Lord Epsilon with your fowl talk of him novice warrior." Before I could respond, there was a claw mark in his cheek too.
"Eye for an eye old man, you should know this as much as anyone. If you do not drop your guard I will not drop mine." Ohmurasck said with a slight grin and a happy tone to his threat.
Hegan, the man holding the blade to my face, was always uptight. He taught my brother as a child, and still taught me. The mans lessons taught me pain and misery, and how to use the hatred I had gathered toward him as a weapon in battle. The old man put his blade down, so did my brother. Hegan walked slowly back to his seat. I waved goodbye to my brother as I left to return to my room.
My room number was B-45. I, like most of my race, lived in a five by five by three yard room with a mirror, window, bed, toilet, sink, shower, table, and chair. My race was breed for battle, thus we spend most of our time fighting in the battle arenas or we go to wipe out other races if we're feeling lucky. If you can take down a race alone you are regarded as a hero, but if you destroy an entire planet alone you're regarded as a legend. If you are powerful enough to destroy another warrior race like us, you're regarded as an immortal. There was only one warrior whom has accomplished that, my ancestor Ohmarisc the Dark. He was the first king of planet Ohmarisc.
Enough of that history lesson. I walked into the box-like room and threw some baggy jeans on. The jeans didn't mean much to me, except for how I got them. My first kill, which I wasn't proud of, was a boy about my age that I stabbed for insulting my brother. It wasn't anything major, but he stumbled off of a building and fell to his death. I wore the pants, not out of pride, but out of respect for the one I had killed. I threw on a shirt that I had gotten from a race I had visited with my mother before she had died. It was a humanoid species that had the same back spikes as us Ohmarians. The shirt was blood red with black stripes down the arms and one down the back, and on the front was an *omega symbol.
I walked out of my room and stepped into the hallway. I noted that no one was staring anymore, probably because I was now wearing clothes. I decided, mostly due to my growling stomach, that it was time to grab some grub from the dining hall. I strode slowly down there, my back hunched and my hands in my pockets. I heard some one call my name behind me. I turned to see my brother and my girlfriend, who was waving at me. I stopped and waited for them to catch up to me. Ohmu, my brother’s nick name, stood there for a minute while my ‘girl friend’ bear hugged me.
Garrenal set me down after a minute. I looked up at my brother and he smiled back at me.
“Hey, bro. I’m going to head down to the labs, dad asked for me. He said he wanted to see you too, but that you should probably get some food in you before you come down.” He turned on his heal and slowly trotted away. Me and Garrenal walked together toward the dining hall, the boys in the halls all stopped to stare at us. “Why?” you ask. Because of Garrenal, she’s one of the most developed women on Ohmega Freeza. /Gyaogen Sagas fast fact 1- Omega Freeza was named after Ohmarisc the Dark’s name Ohmega, and the name of his favorite anime villain/ Not only was she one of the most developed women on Ohmega Freeza, but I was also only at chest height to her, and she was leaning on my head while walking behind me.
You can imagine what that would look like right? Either way, we eventually made our way to the dining hall. We both sat at the royal table, although only royalty is allowed to sit there, she still did anyhow.
“Garrenal, you shouldn’t be sitting here. You know that.” I said as we sat there waiting for the line for breakfast to shorten. She grinned and rolled her eyes at me and said,
“I know that, but c’mon we’re pretty much family already.”
“You know your mother wouldn’t approve of sitting at this table hon.”
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”
“Still...” I began, but was cut off when Garrenal noted that the line had shortened. I stood with her and we walked together to the line. We stood in line as we normally would, until the Fury Gang showed up that is. Their leader was an old rival of mine, his name is Linear Fureh (Lion ear Fury). He and his posy are my father’s most promising warriors, I’ve been told for years how strong they are. My father believes that I could be even stronger than them if I were only pushed to my limits.
Now where was I? Oh, yes I was talking about the Fury Gang. There were five of them in total, all five strode up proudly. I hated them each. Two of them, the lowest ranking two and weakest, wore blue braces on their fore arms and golden chain mail for clothing. They had the same horns as the most part of the male Ohmarians. The next two wore red arm braces, baggy jeans, and green sleeveless shirts. Linear wore a vediremite* arm brace that clips with a golden latch, a pair of baggy jeans as well, and never wore a shirt of any sort. Vediremite is a super strong metal that makes diamonds seem as fragile as glass, my ancestor Ohmarisc was responsible for making it.
Where was I that time? I need to stop getting so off track. Oh yeah, well they strode up to us pushing kids and elders alike out of their way without concern. They got up to us and Linear tapped Garrenal on the shoulder.
“So pretty lady, what say you and me find a little place out side to ya know?” The cocky ***** asked her.
“Buzz off, you stupid muscle head.” She responded to him without looking over. He got angry and spat back at her,
“A muscle head am I? At least I’m not a complete push over like your little boy friend over there."
The lug said picking me up off the ground with one hand. I just swung there with a bored look on my face.
“What’s wrong shrimp, can’t get down?” He asked me sarcastically
“No, it’s just that I know you can pick me right back up. Why should I even resist?” I asked and answered him. He got angry, in fact enraged, at that comment.
“Because you need to show your pride, to be dominant! I will not let my woman get taken by a small weak little punk like you. Now then,” He said throwing me to the ground,”fight me.” He sneered
“Why should I?” I asked in my most bland tone,”I know you’ll just beat me and kick me into the dust.”
That brought a smirk to Linear’s face.
He picked Garrenal by her neck. Fear shot through my body.
“You know what’ll happen if I, per say, were to throw her into the wall?” He asked me.
“But with your strength...” I trailed off.
“Now fight me wimp.” He said tightening his grip. Sweat traveled down my arm as I stood there, paralized in fear. The panic of the situation was pulsing through me. Garrenal let out a gasp while she clawed at his fingers. I looked up at him in anger and said to his face,
“Put her down and I’ll fight you.” He grinned down at me and let her go. Garrenal slumped to her hands and knees and started coughing and gasping for air. Linear’s goons picked her up and set her down in a chair for him. I felt anger pulsing through my every fiber, as well as fear. The stupid brute threw the first punch and sent me flying into the front of the line, right through a bunch of younger Ohmarians.
I stumbled to my feet. I lurched forward and threw up a bit of blood. I looked up at the beast in anger. He had already walked over to me. He kicked me in the shin and I fell forward at him. He kneed me in the gut and the force sent me slipping backwards and landing on my back. He brought his foot down on my chest, slamming my back spikes into the ground and knocking the air out of me. I felt my ribs crack with the single blow. I shook on the ground. I heard Garrenal scream my name as I was laying there on the ground. The light faded from the room slowly.
I watched Garrenal scramble over toward me, and felt Linear crunching my bones beneath his foot. Garrenal was trying to get past Linear, but he swung his arm back and sent her flying into the crowd that had gathered to watch their hated leader’s son being beaten to a bloody pulp. I saw her hit the ground and loose consciousness. She mumbled my name one last time. I snapped again, but this time it wasn’t my bones snapping. I felt my body lifting itself off the ground, not powered by my will nor my mind, but by pure rage and instinct.
Linear and his grunts stumbled away from me in surprise. I looked at them in fury. Linear shut a punch at my face, but it was stopped. It was not my hand that had stopped it, but my head. His fist cracked on my skull. He wrecked it back. The sound of the snap had silenced the crowd. Then I did something I never thought I’d ever do, I stuck my hand out.
I pointed my finger at him and said,
“I’m going to give you till the count of potato to run.” He looked up from his crunched fingers and corrected me,
“Potato isn’t a number.”
“So it’s not long till I count to it.” I laughed at him. It took him a minute, but he realized what I meant.
“No...” He trailed off. I let the full force of my wrath simmer in my finger and it was about to erupt into a blaze of power, then the pressure hit me all at once. The pressure of having to hold back all that power. I fell on my face, out conscious.
I woke up in the infirmary. Garrenal was sitting next to me. She looked over at the nurse and told her I was awake again. “Mornin’ hon.” I greeted her. She nodded toward the clock, which read 2:46 PM. “I’ve gotta be going to meet dad and Ohmu in the labs.” I said, flipping out of bed without a worry. I heard her gasp in surprise and panic,
“No, you can’t just jump up like that in your condition!” The nurse walked over and patted me on the back,
“Don’t worry, all the years this boy has been thrown through walls, off planets, and even nearly into a sun, he’s always managed to bounce back in a matter of weeks. This is nothing, the last time he was here was when the new Reapergan nearly tossed him out of the solar system, until he hit a moon that is. He’s taken worse.” She backed me up.
I strode to the door and waved on my way out. I could tell Garrenal was worried, she had seen me get in fights with them before, but never take a licking like that. It had been a while sense I’d been beaten badly, in fact the moon incident was the last one, and that was around one Ohmarian year ago (three and a half earth years or so).
I met Garrenal while in the infirmary then. She at first sympathized with me about loosing my mom to that cruel heartless monster. He was, at best, one hundred kitos, almost a fifteenth of Ohmarisc the Dark’s normal kitos. /Gyaogen Sagas fact 2- The kitos is the ranking of power in Gyaogen Sagas, and the normal human kitos in our world is around o.4 and the max is 1. It’s not even constructable into any form of attack/ My kitos is only about five or six, but my limit is about fifty or so.
It’s not on a whim that I can summon fourth that power, actually it’s only three times I’ve ever pushed my kitos to that level. One was earlier when I saw Garrenal get hit. The next was when I saw my father hit Ohmu for stopping him from hitting me, but we’ll get into that later. The third, actually first, time I ever pushed myself to that limit was when I was a little baby. My brother and mom were walking with me to the store and we were attacked.
The attackers were supposedly some of the toughest fighters oh Omega Freeza. They had all around the kitos of forty or so.
-still not done, trust me, it gets a lot better once we reach earth. From there it only gets better, wait until the final battle of the book, Zack vs Deta. The final battle of the series is even better, but that is a fight for another day-
My tears dropped and pattered on the ground, my mind lagged behind what was going on. Everything seemed blurred and disoriented. My father leaped up to the platform. I looked over at him in disbelief. My head hurt. I starred at him for a moment and mumbled to him a question,
"What happened to him?" His sickening grin was all I should've needed, but he told me anyhow,
"You did it, you killed him boy!" He was extatic with glee. Everything seemed sureal. I couldn't fight off a thought that I wasn't alone in my body. There was another being within me, laughing along with the tone of my father.
I stood up, but fell forward at Epsilon. I crumbled to the floor, on my knees. I was trembling, the fear of what I had become was killing me. The monsterous power I had felt within had risen to the surface. I have now seen the full form of my evil's power. I killed my own brother like he was a fly.
The evil was a sespool of vile power that was more intense than any power I had ever comprehended before. I felt a wave of power resonating from my core, like when I snapped, but free. It's power was insane, even for my limits. My kitos rose to 140 or so!
My father put his hand on my back and comforted me in his own sick ways,
"M'boy, you don't have to feel sad for your brother, you are here to kill like any Ohmarian. We are bread killing machines, and thus you are a warrior. You will fight Reapergan later today, but it will be much harder than this" I doubted that, it had taken most of my power to pull off that attack, and I was so emotionaly distraught that I couldn't bare to fight with any sort of streangth.
I staggered to my feet, then stumbled again. This time I fell down on my face and blacked out.
I woke up next to my father, he had me sitting in a chair of Vedeium. Vedium was the third hardest substance in the universe. It was also increadibly rare and thus valuable. I looked over at my old man and asked how long I had been out. He pointed to the clock on the wall, it had been roughly an hour. I got to my feet and cracked my knuckles. "Well, I had better tell Mercila goodbye for when I go to fight the Reapergan." I said with a smile.
"She's not here anymore boy, she's leaving to a planet of weaklings known as earth. It is most promonant for it's wide range of elementals you know." My father said stopping me.
"But why father?"
"Incase our plan fails, which as it seems now it will."
"Why? How is our plan so flawed?"
"You lost conciousness after your fight with Ohmu, don't you remember?"
"What? Me and brother fought! Is he okay? Where is he?"
"He is not okay, he is on his way to the crematory."
"What!?" I exclaimed in fear,
"What happened to him!?"
"You, son. Your power crushed him like an ant."
"No...no..." I stuttered in fear of my self,
"What's worse is, you cannot be trusted as you are now. Your little episode that followed that was a thousand times worse. Look out the window." He pointed to a bullet proof glass window. I forced myself to stumble slowly over to it and look out.
There was nothing alive out there. Bodies lay scattered about, torn appart limb from limb, some lit on fire, some decapitated. Buildings that had stood the test of time for hundreds of years lay in rocky heaps of stone. Mountains of up turned vehichles and blood stained spikes of rock lay scattered about the lands. A huge mountain I had loved sense my first time seeing it had been turned to a few clumbs of rock.
I held my head in my hands in disbelief. I noticed a charred and blody mark on my arm. I lifted my head and examined it closer.
"Father, what is this?" I begged him for an answer.
"It is the mark I landed on you with my full strength. You batted me through several buildings after that little stunt."
"What? Who did all of this? Why attack me? What happened to brother!?" I asked, then I put two and two together.
"I-I-I ki-ki-killed him?"
"Yes, you did. You also whiped out nearly our entire race, it was a bloodfest like nothing I've ever seen. I could tell you were holding back a ton of power. Nearly all of it. I'd say you only used 0.0000001% of your true power. If you had let loose it all at once you would've destroyed the whole universe at once. It wasn't you that was freed."
"Wasn't... me...?" I asked in curiosity. My father looked up from his lap and I saw his eyes for the first time sense I killed brother. They looked dead and broken in fear. "Father..." I trailed off looking at him, forgetting my own thoughts.
"...son, I've unleashed a beast that the universe has never seen the likes of. I've set loose Havok, the legend of the Ohmarian race." He stopped my train of thought. I stared at him, baffled. The enternal beast of legends, Havok? I had learned of him in history, supposedly Elementals had the power to be a catalisc for the monster known as Havok. If you become angered to the point of insanity you can free him.
This also applies to fear, sadness, or any other negative emotion. Only a being of true power could use his might to battle. If I had been a catalisc for Havok, then I must have been holding back all of my power to my fullest extent.
"Father, if we do not help the people, then how can we hope to defeat Reapergan and progress the race?"
"We cannot. You've killed almost all of us so far. This isn't even the worst of what you've done. You should see what happened when you used more of your power upon the lands. Entire cities turned to ashes and bones with a swipe of your hand. It was horific to say the least. If anyone is left aside from Garenal and I it would be a miracle.
" I would say, this is my best and worst work so far. There was a being whom spoke to me the other day in my court of a way to defeat the Reapergan without sacraficing you and risking still our entire planet. His name was Goya the Oricle. He looked to be a small boy in shorts and a t-shirt. He said that if I did as he told me you would be safe from harm, as would the rest of the planet. He lied to me and used me.
"He said that if you were to reach this level it would set in motion his full return as lord of the universe. I do not know of the power he poseses, but it is stagering already. I cannot imagine what he will be like released. He said that if you were strong enough we would survive. You would have had to beat your brother in order to live on.
"He informed me that your life is not cemented in time. He says there is no one that is strong enough to defeat you right now, but be weary of Goya's next state of being. His monsterous power makes us look weak, even you. I am sorry I made you fight Ohmu, but it was the only way for all of us to live, or so I had been lead to believe." My father finished in his sarrow.
"Lord Epsilon, why would you have trusted this child? I don't understand."
"Because, boy, he killed Forte with one hand. He just flexed his muscles and his kitos caused my finest warrior to explode infront of me. I couldn't bare the thought of him waging war on our race. He is a monster in comparisson to The Reapergan. He makes the two of us look like cheap cardboard cut outs of ourselfs." My father finished explaining himself. What is this 'Goya'. His powers dwarf even that of the most experienced fighters in the universe. I fear of the monster's might even to this day. Zack and I've never met anything as teriffying as that 'beast'. He makes the worst of the worst seem nice.
I ran my eyes across his expression pondering over all that was happening. It was surreal. I just stood there for a bit until my father said,
"You had better go for your fight with the Reapergan. I plead that you'll beat him for the few left alive. We Ohmarians are a race that doesn't die easy, so if there are still a hand full about, we'll live on."
"Father! A time like this doesn't call for another fight! We should lay down our arms and..." My dad stopped me,
"Son, I've seen what you can do. You cannot be allowed to live. I am sorry, but you must take the Reapergan and ram yourself with him into the sun."
"What?! You crazy old bird! How could you be so heartless!?"
"You haven't seen what you've done. You weren't you. The beast you can be a host for isn't you. If you had seen the distruction, you would plead for your own demise." The old man sighed. I knew his inntentions had been for the best, but this wasn't what he had had in mind. I punched the wall in anger. It left a craggy and crack filled crater.
The rocks crumbled away to reveal even more of the desolaited planet. I struggled to comprehend the damage I had done to the whole city, and even more so to the world. I stepped outside and looked out onto the apocolyptic landscape. I clutched my fists at my sides and roared in anguish. I felt my father's hand on my shoulder. I looked back at him and said in sheer anger,
"This is your fault! I shouldn't have been pushed!" and I swatted him away. I raised my hand and formed a sphere of power to attack him in my fury. I was starting to calm down and the red that had appeared in my eyes was now fadding. Then a burst of power struck my with the force of a mountain. I turned to look at what had hit me, it was The Reapergan, Death. He had changed his name to 'Death' because it fit him well. He was a murderer. I lashed my tail into the ground in anger as I assended to yellow.
"So, are you going to stand around all day kid, or are you going to attack me at some point?" He asked. I cracked at that, but not into a laugh. I blurred away with speed and struck him in the gut with my sharp nails.
"Is that a hit? Pah!" He grunted through coughs.
"You want to see a hit!? I'll show you a hit!" I yelled. I grabbed him by the throat and swung him downward and then spiraled around and threw him straight upward. He stopped himself mid air with his kitos and looked down at me. He looked down just in time to see my fist colide with his jaw and send him flying even further. This time he went all the way into space.
I flew after him yelling. "You don't even know what a day I've had mother f----r! I had to kill my own brother, my race, I was beaten up by a group of bullies, and my girlfriend is being sent to another galaxy! I'm going to waste you!" It didn't help that I knocked him all of the way into space either. I turned to face the little fool who had darred attack me.
I held my hands in the air and charged a blast about five meters in diamiter. Then I boosted it up to 200, then again into 500. Then I stepped it up to 1000! The blast was huge! I held it above my head and yelled down one last spout of anger,"Is this the power you wanted to see!? This is my true strength!" and hurrled the ball of energy down upon him. It caught ablaze in the atmospheric reentry. The blast headed down and shattered the planet like it was made of plastic.
The glorious light show was only over powered by the nearly infinate power I had ammased, but now I was stuck in my green view form. I roared into the infinate space. After a few moments I quit and looked out onto the shattered rubble and saw it. What did I see? I saw what made me head to earth. I saw Garenal's ship.
Hello all, this is a story that I've been working on for a while, it's nothing amazing yet, but it will be a hit (confidence is key)! I want you all to be able to read the first few chapters here because a fan base is something everyone could use to get them working! :biggrin.gif: I like to hear what you guys think of it, if you like it or not please tell me why or why not. Remember, a dislike without a reasoning is just a troll!
Chapter 1: The Reapergan Supreme Arises
I woke up one day, but not just any day. It was a warm morning, sunlight shown through my block like window. I stumbled to my feet and walked slowly to my door. It slid open, and I stepped out. I was to busy to worry about trivial things such as clothes, I already had a full platter of things to worry about. I was wearing only my under armor, a bone like armor that is made of evolving skin and muscle that grows naturally from my skin.
I walked down the hall, the female Ohmarians blushed as I walked past. I wandered to the large door that lead to the War Room. It was like a fortress where the leaders of our people met to discus who was going where for war. The door had a Kito sensor that senses the kitos of all Ohmarian royalty and high ranking officers that have clearance to enter. The door slid open, and I strode in without a remark from my underlings. My brother, however, was not so discrete.
"Brother, must you come here with only your natural under armor on? Hahaha, father would kick you out of the royal family if he were here right now!" My sibling mocked me. I eyed him and smiled back,
"Bro, you know as well as I do that Lord Epsilon wouldn't be so hasty as to kick me out of the family." I reminded him.
"You're right, he only has two sons. Besides, you are named after Ohmarisc the Strong. He would feel more shame of being discrased enough to ban someone named after the strongest ruler in history, his own son. He's to proud to admit his mistake."
"Yeah yeah. Father is a bit stuck up isn't he?" I asked sarcastically. One of father Epsilon's most noble and elderly advisers lashed his sword out and stuck it right in my face. The blade cut a bit into my cheek. He spoke in his tired old voice,
"Do not disrespect Lord Epsilon with your fowl talk of him novice warrior." Before I could respond, there was a claw mark in his cheek too.
"Eye for an eye old man, you should know this as much as anyone. If you do not drop your guard I will not drop mine." Ohmurasck said with a slight grin and a happy tone to his threat.
Hegan, the man holding the blade to my face, was always uptight. He taught my brother as a child, and still taught me. The mans lessons taught me pain and misery, and how to use the hatred I had gathered toward him as a weapon in battle. The old man put his blade down, so did my brother. Hegan walked slowly back to his seat. I waved goodbye to my brother as I left to return to my room.
My room number was B-45. I, like most of my race, lived in a five by five by three yard room with a mirror, window, bed, toilet, sink, shower, table, and chair. My race was breed for battle, thus we spend most of our time fighting in the battle arenas or we go to wipe out other races if we're feeling lucky. If you can take down a race alone you are regarded as a hero, but if you destroy an entire planet alone you're regarded as a legend. If you are powerful enough to destroy another warrior race like us, you're regarded as an immortal. There was only one warrior whom has accomplished that, my ancestor Ohmarisc the Dark. He was the first king of planet Ohmarisc.
Enough of that history lesson. I walked into the box-like room and threw some baggy jeans on. The jeans didn't mean much to me, except for how I got them. My first kill, which I wasn't proud of, was a boy about my age that I stabbed for insulting my brother. It wasn't anything major, but he stumbled off of a building and fell to his death. I wore the pants, not out of pride, but out of respect for the one I had killed. I threw on a shirt that I had gotten from a race I had visited with my mother before she had died. It was a humanoid species that had the same back spikes as us Ohmarians. The shirt was blood red with black stripes down the arms and one down the back, and on the front was an *omega symbol.
I walked out of my room and stepped into the hallway. I noted that no one was staring anymore, probably because I was now wearing clothes. I decided, mostly due to my growling stomach, that it was time to grab some grub from the dining hall. I strode slowly down there, my back hunched and my hands in my pockets. I heard some one call my name behind me. I turned to see my brother and my girlfriend, who was waving at me. I stopped and waited for them to catch up to me. Ohmu, my brother’s nick name, stood there for a minute while my ‘girl friend’ bear hugged me.
Garrenal set me down after a minute. I looked up at my brother and he smiled back at me.
“Hey, bro. I’m going to head down to the labs, dad asked for me. He said he wanted to see you too, but that you should probably get some food in you before you come down.” He turned on his heal and slowly trotted away. Me and Garrenal walked together toward the dining hall, the boys in the halls all stopped to stare at us. “Why?” you ask. Because of Garrenal, she’s one of the most developed women on Ohmega Freeza. /Gyaogen Sagas fast fact 1- Omega Freeza was named after Ohmarisc the Dark’s name Ohmega, and the name of his favorite anime villain/ Not only was she one of the most developed women on Ohmega Freeza, but I was also only at chest height to her, and she was leaning on my head while walking behind me.
You can imagine what that would look like right? Either way, we eventually made our way to the dining hall. We both sat at the royal table, although only royalty is allowed to sit there, she still did anyhow.
“Garrenal, you shouldn’t be sitting here. You know that.” I said as we sat there waiting for the line for breakfast to shorten. She grinned and rolled her eyes at me and said,
“I know that, but c’mon we’re pretty much family already.”
“You know your mother wouldn’t approve of sitting at this table hon.”
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”
“Still...” I began, but was cut off when Garrenal noted that the line had shortened. I stood with her and we walked together to the line. We stood in line as we normally would, until the Fury Gang showed up that is. Their leader was an old rival of mine, his name is Linear Fureh (Lion ear Fury). He and his posy are my father’s most promising warriors, I’ve been told for years how strong they are. My father believes that I could be even stronger than them if I were only pushed to my limits.
Now where was I? Oh, yes I was talking about the Fury Gang. There were five of them in total, all five strode up proudly. I hated them each. Two of them, the lowest ranking two and weakest, wore blue braces on their fore arms and golden chain mail for clothing. They had the same horns as the most part of the male Ohmarians. The next two wore red arm braces, baggy jeans, and green sleeveless shirts. Linear wore a vediremite* arm brace that clips with a golden latch, a pair of baggy jeans as well, and never wore a shirt of any sort. Vediremite is a super strong metal that makes diamonds seem as fragile as glass, my ancestor Ohmarisc was responsible for making it.
Where was I that time? I need to stop getting so off track. Oh yeah, well they strode up to us pushing kids and elders alike out of their way without concern. They got up to us and Linear tapped Garrenal on the shoulder.
“So pretty lady, what say you and me find a little place out side to ya know?” The cocky ***** asked her.
“Buzz off, you stupid muscle head.” She responded to him without looking over. He got angry and spat back at her,
“A muscle head am I? At least I’m not a complete push over like your little boy friend over there."
The lug said picking me up off the ground with one hand. I just swung there with a bored look on my face.
“What’s wrong shrimp, can’t get down?” He asked me sarcastically
“No, it’s just that I know you can pick me right back up. Why should I even resist?” I asked and answered him. He got angry, in fact enraged, at that comment.
“Because you need to show your pride, to be dominant! I will not let my woman get taken by a small weak little punk like you. Now then,” He said throwing me to the ground,”fight me.” He sneered
“Why should I?” I asked in my most bland tone,”I know you’ll just beat me and kick me into the dust.”
That brought a smirk to Linear’s face.
He picked Garrenal by her neck. Fear shot through my body.
“You know what’ll happen if I, per say, were to throw her into the wall?” He asked me.
“But with your strength...” I trailed off.
“Now fight me wimp.” He said tightening his grip. Sweat traveled down my arm as I stood there, paralized in fear. The panic of the situation was pulsing through me. Garrenal let out a gasp while she clawed at his fingers. I looked up at him in anger and said to his face,
“Put her down and I’ll fight you.” He grinned down at me and let her go. Garrenal slumped to her hands and knees and started coughing and gasping for air. Linear’s goons picked her up and set her down in a chair for him. I felt anger pulsing through my every fiber, as well as fear. The stupid brute threw the first punch and sent me flying into the front of the line, right through a bunch of younger Ohmarians.
I stumbled to my feet. I lurched forward and threw up a bit of blood. I looked up at the beast in anger. He had already walked over to me. He kicked me in the shin and I fell forward at him. He kneed me in the gut and the force sent me slipping backwards and landing on my back. He brought his foot down on my chest, slamming my back spikes into the ground and knocking the air out of me. I felt my ribs crack with the single blow. I shook on the ground. I heard Garrenal scream my name as I was laying there on the ground. The light faded from the room slowly.
I watched Garrenal scramble over toward me, and felt Linear crunching my bones beneath his foot. Garrenal was trying to get past Linear, but he swung his arm back and sent her flying into the crowd that had gathered to watch their hated leader’s son being beaten to a bloody pulp. I saw her hit the ground and loose consciousness. She mumbled my name one last time. I snapped again, but this time it wasn’t my bones snapping. I felt my body lifting itself off the ground, not powered by my will nor my mind, but by pure rage and instinct.
Linear and his grunts stumbled away from me in surprise. I looked at them in fury. Linear shut a punch at my face, but it was stopped. It was not my hand that had stopped it, but my head. His fist cracked on my skull. He wrecked it back. The sound of the snap had silenced the crowd. Then I did something I never thought I’d ever do, I stuck my hand out.
I pointed my finger at him and said,
“I’m going to give you till the count of potato to run.” He looked up from his crunched fingers and corrected me,
“Potato isn’t a number.”
“So it’s not long till I count to it.” I laughed at him. It took him a minute, but he realized what I meant.
“No...” He trailed off. I let the full force of my wrath simmer in my finger and it was about to erupt into a blaze of power, then the pressure hit me all at once. The pressure of having to hold back all that power. I fell on my face, out conscious.
I woke up in the infirmary. Garrenal was sitting next to me. She looked over at the nurse and told her I was awake again. “Mornin’ hon.” I greeted her. She nodded toward the clock, which read 2:46 PM. “I’ve gotta be going to meet dad and Ohmu in the labs.” I said, flipping out of bed without a worry. I heard her gasp in surprise and panic,
“No, you can’t just jump up like that in your condition!” The nurse walked over and patted me on the back,
“Don’t worry, all the years this boy has been thrown through walls, off planets, and even nearly into a sun, he’s always managed to bounce back in a matter of weeks. This is nothing, the last time he was here was when the new Reapergan nearly tossed him out of the solar system, until he hit a moon that is. He’s taken worse.” She backed me up.
I strode to the door and waved on my way out. I could tell Garrenal was worried, she had seen me get in fights with them before, but never take a licking like that. It had been a while sense I’d been beaten badly, in fact the moon incident was the last one, and that was around one Ohmarian year ago (three and a half earth years or so).
I met Garrenal while in the infirmary then. She at first sympathized with me about loosing my mom to that cruel heartless monster. He was, at best, one hundred kitos, almost a fifteenth of Ohmarisc the Dark’s normal kitos. /Gyaogen Sagas fact 2- The kitos is the ranking of power in Gyaogen Sagas, and the normal human kitos in our world is around o.4 and the max is 1. It’s not even constructable into any form of attack/ My kitos is only about five or six, but my limit is about fifty or so.
It’s not on a whim that I can summon fourth that power, actually it’s only three times I’ve ever pushed my kitos to that level. One was earlier when I saw Garrenal get hit. The next was when I saw my father hit Ohmu for stopping him from hitting me, but we’ll get into that later. The third, actually first, time I ever pushed myself to that limit was when I was a little baby. My brother and mom were walking with me to the store and we were attacked.
The attackers were supposedly some of the toughest fighters oh Omega Freeza. They had all around the kitos of forty or so.
-still not done, trust me, it gets a lot better once we reach earth. From there it only gets better, wait until the final battle of the book, Zack vs Deta. The final battle of the series is even better, but that is a fight for another day-
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The race's age ends
My tears dropped and pattered on the ground, my mind lagged behind what was going on. Everything seemed blurred and disoriented. My father leaped up to the platform. I looked over at him in disbelief. My head hurt. I starred at him for a moment and mumbled to him a question,
"What happened to him?" His sickening grin was all I should've needed, but he told me anyhow,
"You did it, you killed him boy!" He was extatic with glee. Everything seemed sureal. I couldn't fight off a thought that I wasn't alone in my body. There was another being within me, laughing along with the tone of my father.
I stood up, but fell forward at Epsilon. I crumbled to the floor, on my knees. I was trembling, the fear of what I had become was killing me. The monsterous power I had felt within had risen to the surface. I have now seen the full form of my evil's power. I killed my own brother like he was a fly.
The evil was a sespool of vile power that was more intense than any power I had ever comprehended before. I felt a wave of power resonating from my core, like when I snapped, but free. It's power was insane, even for my limits. My kitos rose to 140 or so!
My father put his hand on my back and comforted me in his own sick ways,
"M'boy, you don't have to feel sad for your brother, you are here to kill like any Ohmarian. We are bread killing machines, and thus you are a warrior. You will fight Reapergan later today, but it will be much harder than this" I doubted that, it had taken most of my power to pull off that attack, and I was so emotionaly distraught that I couldn't bare to fight with any sort of streangth.
I staggered to my feet, then stumbled again. This time I fell down on my face and blacked out.
I woke up next to my father, he had me sitting in a chair of Vedeium. Vedium was the third hardest substance in the universe. It was also increadibly rare and thus valuable. I looked over at my old man and asked how long I had been out. He pointed to the clock on the wall, it had been roughly an hour. I got to my feet and cracked my knuckles. "Well, I had better tell Mercila goodbye for when I go to fight the Reapergan." I said with a smile.
"She's not here anymore boy, she's leaving to a planet of weaklings known as earth. It is most promonant for it's wide range of elementals you know." My father said stopping me.
"But why father?"
"Incase our plan fails, which as it seems now it will."
"Why? How is our plan so flawed?"
"You lost conciousness after your fight with Ohmu, don't you remember?"
"What? Me and brother fought! Is he okay? Where is he?"
"He is not okay, he is on his way to the crematory."
"What!?" I exclaimed in fear,
"What happened to him!?"
"You, son. Your power crushed him like an ant."
"No...no..." I stuttered in fear of my self,
"What's worse is, you cannot be trusted as you are now. Your little episode that followed that was a thousand times worse. Look out the window." He pointed to a bullet proof glass window. I forced myself to stumble slowly over to it and look out.
There was nothing alive out there. Bodies lay scattered about, torn appart limb from limb, some lit on fire, some decapitated. Buildings that had stood the test of time for hundreds of years lay in rocky heaps of stone. Mountains of up turned vehichles and blood stained spikes of rock lay scattered about the lands. A huge mountain I had loved sense my first time seeing it had been turned to a few clumbs of rock.
I held my head in my hands in disbelief. I noticed a charred and blody mark on my arm. I lifted my head and examined it closer.
"Father, what is this?" I begged him for an answer.
"It is the mark I landed on you with my full strength. You batted me through several buildings after that little stunt."
"What? Who did all of this? Why attack me? What happened to brother!?" I asked, then I put two and two together.
"I-I-I ki-ki-killed him?"
"Yes, you did. You also whiped out nearly our entire race, it was a bloodfest like nothing I've ever seen. I could tell you were holding back a ton of power. Nearly all of it. I'd say you only used 0.0000001% of your true power. If you had let loose it all at once you would've destroyed the whole universe at once. It wasn't you that was freed."
"Wasn't... me...?" I asked in curiosity. My father looked up from his lap and I saw his eyes for the first time sense I killed brother. They looked dead and broken in fear. "Father..." I trailed off looking at him, forgetting my own thoughts.
"...son, I've unleashed a beast that the universe has never seen the likes of. I've set loose Havok, the legend of the Ohmarian race." He stopped my train of thought. I stared at him, baffled. The enternal beast of legends, Havok? I had learned of him in history, supposedly Elementals had the power to be a catalisc for the monster known as Havok. If you become angered to the point of insanity you can free him.
This also applies to fear, sadness, or any other negative emotion. Only a being of true power could use his might to battle. If I had been a catalisc for Havok, then I must have been holding back all of my power to my fullest extent.
"Father, if we do not help the people, then how can we hope to defeat Reapergan and progress the race?"
"We cannot. You've killed almost all of us so far. This isn't even the worst of what you've done. You should see what happened when you used more of your power upon the lands. Entire cities turned to ashes and bones with a swipe of your hand. It was horific to say the least. If anyone is left aside from Garenal and I it would be a miracle.
" I would say, this is my best and worst work so far. There was a being whom spoke to me the other day in my court of a way to defeat the Reapergan without sacraficing you and risking still our entire planet. His name was Goya the Oricle. He looked to be a small boy in shorts and a t-shirt. He said that if I did as he told me you would be safe from harm, as would the rest of the planet. He lied to me and used me.
"He said that if you were to reach this level it would set in motion his full return as lord of the universe. I do not know of the power he poseses, but it is stagering already. I cannot imagine what he will be like released. He said that if you were strong enough we would survive. You would have had to beat your brother in order to live on.
"He informed me that your life is not cemented in time. He says there is no one that is strong enough to defeat you right now, but be weary of Goya's next state of being. His monsterous power makes us look weak, even you. I am sorry I made you fight Ohmu, but it was the only way for all of us to live, or so I had been lead to believe." My father finished in his sarrow.
"Lord Epsilon, why would you have trusted this child? I don't understand."
"Because, boy, he killed Forte with one hand. He just flexed his muscles and his kitos caused my finest warrior to explode infront of me. I couldn't bare the thought of him waging war on our race. He is a monster in comparisson to The Reapergan. He makes the two of us look like cheap cardboard cut outs of ourselfs." My father finished explaining himself. What is this 'Goya'. His powers dwarf even that of the most experienced fighters in the universe. I fear of the monster's might even to this day. Zack and I've never met anything as teriffying as that 'beast'. He makes the worst of the worst seem nice.
I ran my eyes across his expression pondering over all that was happening. It was surreal. I just stood there for a bit until my father said,
"You had better go for your fight with the Reapergan. I plead that you'll beat him for the few left alive. We Ohmarians are a race that doesn't die easy, so if there are still a hand full about, we'll live on."
"Father! A time like this doesn't call for another fight! We should lay down our arms and..." My dad stopped me,
"Son, I've seen what you can do. You cannot be allowed to live. I am sorry, but you must take the Reapergan and ram yourself with him into the sun."
"What?! You crazy old bird! How could you be so heartless!?"
"You haven't seen what you've done. You weren't you. The beast you can be a host for isn't you. If you had seen the distruction, you would plead for your own demise." The old man sighed. I knew his inntentions had been for the best, but this wasn't what he had had in mind. I punched the wall in anger. It left a craggy and crack filled crater.
The rocks crumbled away to reveal even more of the desolaited planet. I struggled to comprehend the damage I had done to the whole city, and even more so to the world. I stepped outside and looked out onto the apocolyptic landscape. I clutched my fists at my sides and roared in anguish. I felt my father's hand on my shoulder. I looked back at him and said in sheer anger,
"This is your fault! I shouldn't have been pushed!" and I swatted him away. I raised my hand and formed a sphere of power to attack him in my fury. I was starting to calm down and the red that had appeared in my eyes was now fadding. Then a burst of power struck my with the force of a mountain. I turned to look at what had hit me, it was The Reapergan, Death. He had changed his name to 'Death' because it fit him well. He was a murderer. I lashed my tail into the ground in anger as I assended to yellow.
"So, are you going to stand around all day kid, or are you going to attack me at some point?" He asked. I cracked at that, but not into a laugh. I blurred away with speed and struck him in the gut with my sharp nails.
"Is that a hit? Pah!" He grunted through coughs.
"You want to see a hit!? I'll show you a hit!" I yelled. I grabbed him by the throat and swung him downward and then spiraled around and threw him straight upward. He stopped himself mid air with his kitos and looked down at me. He looked down just in time to see my fist colide with his jaw and send him flying even further. This time he went all the way into space.
I flew after him yelling. "You don't even know what a day I've had mother f----r! I had to kill my own brother, my race, I was beaten up by a group of bullies, and my girlfriend is being sent to another galaxy! I'm going to waste you!" It didn't help that I knocked him all of the way into space either. I turned to face the little fool who had darred attack me.
I held my hands in the air and charged a blast about five meters in diamiter. Then I boosted it up to 200, then again into 500. Then I stepped it up to 1000! The blast was huge! I held it above my head and yelled down one last spout of anger,"Is this the power you wanted to see!? This is my true strength!" and hurrled the ball of energy down upon him. It caught ablaze in the atmospheric reentry. The blast headed down and shattered the planet like it was made of plastic.
The glorious light show was only over powered by the nearly infinate power I had ammased, but now I was stuck in my green view form. I roared into the infinate space. After a few moments I quit and looked out onto the shattered rubble and saw it. What did I see? I saw what made me head to earth. I saw Garenal's ship.