Nov 15, 2023 23:52:05 GMT -5
Post by Arctic on Nov 15, 2023 23:52:05 GMT -5
The search for the Dragon Balls had led Arctic through another small Namekian village. This one was very much like the rest in terms of size and appearance. It was quite impressive how the Namekian's had managed to survive and expand even when the foot of Frost was pressing down against their throats and forcing them to gasp for air. They had proven to be a reluctant and determined race but that wouldn't be enough to save them from what was to come. Arctic's might was going to come down on them tenfold from here on out. There was going to be no mercy, no survivors and not even a chance to beg for ones life. Their insignificant lives would come to an end before Arctic would leave the planet and that was certain, their own actions by stalling the Dragon Balls was more than enough to bring down all of hell.
One surprise about this village, was that it appeared to be the home of one last Namekian hero. He was quite powerful too, stronger than the rest of the Namekian's that Arctic had a chance to face. Whether or not the Namekian actually believed he had a chance or if he was stalling was up for debate but the face off was about to begin.
"Get out of here, Trumbe. Run, get to safety. Take everybody else with you, I'll handle him."
The Namekian stated to a much smaller Namekian. It was clear that he was trying to protect the little one.
With that statement, the little one left with a handful of Namekian followers.
It was just down to Arctic and this one Namekian. Arctic didn't bring any troops, this was a trip brought on by the urge to find the last Dragon Ball. He wasn't overly prepared nor was he in the most calm of mindsets but his decision had brought him to this moment and the Radar had said the ball was here. Now the question was, did it just leave with the group or did it remain? Arctic didn't even bother to check the radar, he was quite amused by this Namekian that had stood before him. As the group of Namekian's cleared, one remained and he took his fighting stance.
Arctic would stand there with his arms behind his back and an evil grin consuming his face. He knew how this was going to go.
"Do tell me your name Namekian, then one person will remember it when I destroy this planet and wipe your race from existence."
Arctic couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.
The Namekian seemed to be taken by surprise, while the Namekian's didn't know Arctic full plan they had known that it wouldn't be good but if this was the case, it was truly worse than any of them had thought. He was going to wipe out Namek completely?
This enraged the Namek but yet he managed to retain a calm and focused attitude.
"Tabu.. and I'm going to stop you, right here, right now."
With his last words, the Namekian rushed forward towards Arctic to close the gap, his right fist swinging hard towards Arctic's face.
He was hoping that this hit would land and create an opening for another, he wanted to end this, he wanted to save his people. He felt like it was all on him.
Arctic simply dodged it and wanted to make this quick, after all he did have a Dragon Ball that he needed to search for.
He unleashed a quick yet powerful combo. He delivered a fist to the ribs, breaking multiple instantly, his tail swung and struck the Namekian's knee, shattering it as the tail snapped like a whip. Arctic also delivered multiple blows to other areas of the Namekian that had brought the Namekian down to his knees as blood had already began to leak from his lips.
"H-how..?"
He asked aloud, how was this possible?
Arctic simply chuckled before kicking the Namekian down on his back and pressing his foot down on his chest.
"Your attitude has made this the most enjoyable. Out of all the Namekian's I've gotten to fight and to kill. I'll remember you, Tabu."
It was in this moment that Arctic pressed his foot down through the Namekian's chest and organs and killed the Namekian instantly.
It was at this time Arctic would check the Dragon Ball radar and chase it down. If it were in the village he'd search for it.
Word Count: 750
Rookie Bonus: 65%
Dragon Ball Hunt; Complete.
One surprise about this village, was that it appeared to be the home of one last Namekian hero. He was quite powerful too, stronger than the rest of the Namekian's that Arctic had a chance to face. Whether or not the Namekian actually believed he had a chance or if he was stalling was up for debate but the face off was about to begin.
"Get out of here, Trumbe. Run, get to safety. Take everybody else with you, I'll handle him."
The Namekian stated to a much smaller Namekian. It was clear that he was trying to protect the little one.
With that statement, the little one left with a handful of Namekian followers.
It was just down to Arctic and this one Namekian. Arctic didn't bring any troops, this was a trip brought on by the urge to find the last Dragon Ball. He wasn't overly prepared nor was he in the most calm of mindsets but his decision had brought him to this moment and the Radar had said the ball was here. Now the question was, did it just leave with the group or did it remain? Arctic didn't even bother to check the radar, he was quite amused by this Namekian that had stood before him. As the group of Namekian's cleared, one remained and he took his fighting stance.
Arctic would stand there with his arms behind his back and an evil grin consuming his face. He knew how this was going to go.
"Do tell me your name Namekian, then one person will remember it when I destroy this planet and wipe your race from existence."
Arctic couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.
The Namekian seemed to be taken by surprise, while the Namekian's didn't know Arctic full plan they had known that it wouldn't be good but if this was the case, it was truly worse than any of them had thought. He was going to wipe out Namek completely?
This enraged the Namek but yet he managed to retain a calm and focused attitude.
"Tabu.. and I'm going to stop you, right here, right now."
With his last words, the Namekian rushed forward towards Arctic to close the gap, his right fist swinging hard towards Arctic's face.
He was hoping that this hit would land and create an opening for another, he wanted to end this, he wanted to save his people. He felt like it was all on him.
Arctic simply dodged it and wanted to make this quick, after all he did have a Dragon Ball that he needed to search for.
He unleashed a quick yet powerful combo. He delivered a fist to the ribs, breaking multiple instantly, his tail swung and struck the Namekian's knee, shattering it as the tail snapped like a whip. Arctic also delivered multiple blows to other areas of the Namekian that had brought the Namekian down to his knees as blood had already began to leak from his lips.
"H-how..?"
He asked aloud, how was this possible?
Arctic simply chuckled before kicking the Namekian down on his back and pressing his foot down on his chest.
"Your attitude has made this the most enjoyable. Out of all the Namekian's I've gotten to fight and to kill. I'll remember you, Tabu."
It was in this moment that Arctic pressed his foot down through the Namekian's chest and organs and killed the Namekian instantly.
It was at this time Arctic would check the Dragon Ball radar and chase it down. If it were in the village he'd search for it.
Word Count: 750
Rookie Bonus: 65%
Dragon Ball Hunt; Complete.
