Dec 20, 2023 9:47:19 GMT -5
Post by Liek on Dec 20, 2023 9:47:19 GMT -5
“Why do you have to do this? Isn’t the fighting over?” a girl asked a withered old man as he strapped metal plates to his body, “Can’t you just… let it all go?” She asked with a fist clutched to her chest.
“No.” The old man replied, his green eyes turning towards the girl for a moment before resuming donning his armour. As he locked a piece of armour to his calf he continued, “I can feel it in my bones… and upon the wind. Important events are unfolding and I just have to… settle things once and for all!”
“But, Grandpa!” The girl protested, “Didn’t you say the ones you fought against have already passed?”
“Not with them…” The old man replied before standing up and affixing his helmet, “With myself… and…” He looked to the girl again and said, “Whatever happens between me and the one the wind calls me to battle you must promise not to resent them! Do you understand me?”
“Grandpa?” The young girl took a step back, “You’re scaring me…”
“Swear it to me!”
“I… I swear. I won’t resent them, Grandpa…” The girl shivered as tears formed in her eyes, fearing the implications of what she just had to promise. She flinched, but brightened a little as she felt her Grandfather’s mailed hand on her head, gently patting it.
“That’s my girl.” He said as he walked out of the room, and out of the small residence. Once he was under the open sky he looked up and muttered, while focusing on the power that was his birthright, “Orgone Extractor, activate!” As the verbal command was spoken the turbine on the back of the armour began to spin and emit an emerald light. The systems within the suit of armour began to light up and hum with the energy now coursing through them. One of those systems was the scanner in the visor which the old man set to hone in on the signature unique to Orgone users, after a moment the system detected two signals. The first was a weak Orgone signal, but a powerful ki power. It would seem the second signal had decided to start teaching a student, as the second was undeniably powerful in the art of wielding Orgone with it’s Orgone and Ki signatures being equal in power.
It was clear who his target was and the old man rose off the ground as vernier thrusters flared to life, shooting green energy from their vents and lifted him into the air. After rising for a few seconds the old man vanished in a green flash.
Once again Liek had opted to visit Master Roshi to have the old man supervise his training. In some ways he was pushing the boundary of what the old man could do for him, but in other ways the ancient sage’s wisdom was absolutely invaluable in overcoming plateaus and hurdles that came up in his training. He had come to not only respect the old man, but to genuinely love the man as a surrogate Grandfather.
Today there hadn’t been any special training planned, the boy was merely practising his katas under the watchful eye of the ancient Sage. In the case of the current kata it was one of the more advanced ones that Liek hadn’t fully mastered yet, and as such the great Turtle Hermit had been point out moments when the boy had slipped or made a sloppy movement, helping him correct his mistakes before they became bad habits.
But that all changed as an armour clad figure appeared in a blink of green light. At first the two didn’t notice the figure hovering above them as it observed the training, it was only when the figure spoke did they realise they where being watched, “So… this is the Inheritor?” The figure’s voice seemed unamused, “Nothing more then a mewling brat? How disappointing.”
‘What?!’ Roshi thought in alarm, ‘I didn’t sense their energy?! Are they an Android?’
“That armour?!” The boy shouted in surprise, recognition hitting his mind instantly, “That’s Fury armour! How the hell are you even use it? How the in the hell are you?!” He demanded.
‘What?!’ The sage thought in further alarm, ‘I thought you said they all died, Liek?!'
“Oh?” The figure laughed, “So you where taught that much at least.” The figure then vanished again, appearing in front of Liek in the same moment and back hand slapping him across the face. As the boy reeled the figure caught him by the collar and held him up to his face, the helmet’s face plate opening to reveal the scared, wrinkled and weathered face of an old man with grey hair and green eyes. Across his forehead where seven red triangles in a vaguely wing like pattern and on his cheeks where three more triangles following the contour of his cheeks, starting from near the base of the eye next to the nose to mid way down his cheek near the jawline. The old man leered and grinned at the boy with a crazed glint in his eye, “I am Jar-Keel, boy, Last of the Fury!” he threw Liek aside and laughed, “And I am here to settle the score with the J Numbers!”
Liek’s chest seized with shock! He knew that name! Jar-Keel, the one who destroyed the northern training base Carolina had served at, the one who chased after his Grandmother and her friends when they escaped the Fury, the man who had tried to kill the J Numbers time and time again from the moment he’d first met them. The man who was driven mad when the J Numbers repeated success in forcing him back humiliated him and cost him his long craved for position among the Fury Knight Lords. A man thought to have died in the final battle between the Fury Extremists and the combined forces of the Loyalists and J Numbers.
But the boy didn’t have long to contemplate the revelation of what had just been told to him as the armoured man close up the helmet and lifted his arm. The boy didn’t have time to dodge as a beam of emerald light LANCED out of the barrel on the wrist on Jar-Keel’s armour. The Inheritor of the Fury tried to lift his arms to protect himself while scattering energy crystals around himself to form an Energy Cloud, but the beam cut clean through the barrier and struck his left shoulder causing the boy to cry out.
But Jar-Keel didn’t stop shooting just as Liek didn’t stop trying to raise his Energy Cloud to defend himself. Shot after shot crashed through the boy’s shields, but the child didn’t back down from the barrage. His body was battered, his arms quivering as his teeth rattled and sweat poured down his brow. Every part of his body that had been his was encased into Orgonite residue left behind from Jar-Keel’s barrage.
The old man paused and watched while Liek screamed from the orgonite crystals exploding on his body. Clearly the child wasn’t nearly as well prepared as the old man had hoped as he watched in disappointed as the smoking form of Liek tumbled to the ground in a heap. “Is this all you have?” He sneered, “How disappointing… Inheritor, pah. You are unworthy of the title!” His arm snapped up again and he fired another blast, this one intended to end the boy’s miserable life, something the Turtle Hermit could only shout in helpless horror at.
But the blow never landed, rather beam struck a field of emerald sparkles and was dispersed! Slowly the boy pulled himself up of the ground and at the Last Fury in defiance, “Don’t… don’t count me out just yet!”
Under the helmet Jar-Keel couldn’t help but be impressed. One short exchange had been all it took the boy to level his skill in forming the cloud from the most basic to the intermediary.
“DAMMIT!!” Roshi roared, bulking up to his Full Power muscular form and cupping his hands, azure energy shining between his palms, “LEAVE MY STUDENT ALONE!! KAMEHAMEHA!!” Thrusting his arms forward the ancient sage unleashed his signature technique, sending a stream of blue energy at the unwelcome armoured guest.
But to the Master’s dismay the armoured man ignored the attack, allowing it to be dissipated by his own sparkling shield. Roshi’s eyes widened, “That… that was just like Liek’s cloud… but how?”
“He’s a Fury, Master Roshi!” Liek grunted, “He can use Orgone through technology. He knows all the moves I do and can probably do them better if he wanted to!” He explained before leaping into action again, charging Jar-Keel with all of his speed only to disappear in a green flash, appearing behind the armoured man in the same moment with his fist pulled back to launch a punch at the side of the older man’s head. A punch he would never through as Jar-Keel wiped around and punched Liek so hard in the guts the boy vomited and his vision danced with stars.
Roshi hadn’t been sitting still as this was happening and threw his arm down, unleashing the Destructo Disk he’d been preparing, directing it’s motions to that it would come at Jar-Keel from an angle where Liek couldn’t be hurt by the attack, only for the armoured man to warp out of the way, taking Liek with him, at last moment, earning a grunt of frustration from the ancient Master.
Jar-Keel laughed as he tossed Liek to the ground and laughed, “I don’t mind you joining in, Human. The more the merrier!” He waited as Roshi came over and helped Liek to his feet, smirking as the boy coughed and spat the last of his lunch out of his mouth. Oh, if only things had been this easy against the J Numbers! Earth would have been conquered so easily if they hadn’t been around! The world’s defenders had been hopeless! Jar-Keel was pretty certain that if the J Numbers hadn’t interfered he may very well have been able to conquer at least a small city with just his squad! And that was before his promotion to Knight Lord! But alas, they had ruined everything. And he was still bitter.
After waiting impatiently for the student and teacher to catch their breaths the old Fury gestured for them to come at him, “I’m waiting!” He taunted. Unknown to the disgraced Knight the two Earthlings had been discussing their options telepathically.
‘What do you think Liek?’ The old man asked.
‘Plan C, we’ll hit him with a saturation barrage, I’ll then hop in front and shield us from his counter then fold behind him to make him drop his cloud while you hit him with a Kamehameha. Think that will work?’ The student asked.
The old man readied himself as his student followed suit, ‘As good of a plan as any! Let’s do it!’
Without any further exchange the two unleashed a ferocious barrage of ki blasts at the Fury Knight, the sheer volume of blasts being sent his way rivalling the rate of fire of the fastest vulcan cannons produced by human science to date. What the ki blasts lacked in individual power they more then made up for in volume of fire, forcing the Knight to raise his Energy Cloud to protect himself lest the blasts bring him to heal by a proverbial death by a thousand bee stings. The Knight grunted and chose to retaliate with another blast of concentrated Orgone energy, only this time not from the small wrist blaster in the armour, no this time he detached the Sword Rifle that was clasped to the rear waist armour of his suit and took arm at where his sensors said the two Earthling where stood and pulled the trigger. The condensed beam of Orgone energy was much more powerful then the wrist blaster could ever manage and, Jar-Keel was sure, more then the boy could defend against.
The Fury was wrong.
The emerald beam scattered against the boy’s further refined and improved Energy Cloud leaving the old Fury stunned. In what amounted to a handful of minutes the boy had gone from only being able to muster the most basic level of the Energy Cloud to successfully employing the fully powered and mastered version! The old Fury couldn’t help but be impressed, maybe this brat really was worthy of inheriting the Legacy of the Fury!
And then the brat vanished! A Cloud Fold! Jar-Keel already know the kid could do it thanks to his earlier use of the technique, the issue was that the Fury had been so impressed it took him a moment too long to react and track where the youth had gone! Enough of a delay for the young hybrid shatter the older Fury’s own cloud with sword made from pure Orgone that the fallen Knight had to block with the sword rifle lest it take his head!
It wasn’t until he noticed the blue light approaching that he realised he’d forgotten about the old man! ‘Clever pricks…’ Jar-Keel scowled right before the Kamehameha wave impacted him with full force and sent him sailing through the air and splashing into the ocean. As the man sank he smirked, talent and teamwork, just like those infuriating J Numbers. And that sword the boy had crafted, such a simple and elegant thing it was, yet strong enough to not break immediately on impact. The boy’s skill at Materialisation was clearly at the Knight Lord level already! The boy had a long way to go, but he had already started reaching the heights of Fury power before he was even old enough to wed!
Yes, the boy was a worthy Inheritor for the Fury. No, not just an Inheritor… he was a worthy successor who would sure reach heights no Fury had ever dreamed of!
Liek and Roshi tensed and dropped back into the battle stances as Jar-Keel rose from the ocean once more. But no attack came, instead the Fury Knight lifted his sword rifle in front of himself, pointing it towards the sky with the flat facing the duo. A stance Liek recognised as a Fury salute to a worthy foe. “We will meet again, Inheritor.” Jar-Keel noted, “I look forward to seeing your further growth!” And with that he vanished.
“What… the hell…?” Was all Liek could think to say about that.
WC: 2,411
PL: 119,638 -> 29,909.5 (suppressed by SWC)
Zeni: 35,394
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus, Super Weighted Clothes, +7.5% Zeni (looters), +5% Roshi Bonus
Spending 2 TP to learn [DT2] Furiemshinken: Energy Cloud and [DT3] Furiemshinken: Energy Cloud
“No.” The old man replied, his green eyes turning towards the girl for a moment before resuming donning his armour. As he locked a piece of armour to his calf he continued, “I can feel it in my bones… and upon the wind. Important events are unfolding and I just have to… settle things once and for all!”
“But, Grandpa!” The girl protested, “Didn’t you say the ones you fought against have already passed?”
“Not with them…” The old man replied before standing up and affixing his helmet, “With myself… and…” He looked to the girl again and said, “Whatever happens between me and the one the wind calls me to battle you must promise not to resent them! Do you understand me?”
“Grandpa?” The young girl took a step back, “You’re scaring me…”
“Swear it to me!”
“I… I swear. I won’t resent them, Grandpa…” The girl shivered as tears formed in her eyes, fearing the implications of what she just had to promise. She flinched, but brightened a little as she felt her Grandfather’s mailed hand on her head, gently patting it.
“That’s my girl.” He said as he walked out of the room, and out of the small residence. Once he was under the open sky he looked up and muttered, while focusing on the power that was his birthright, “Orgone Extractor, activate!” As the verbal command was spoken the turbine on the back of the armour began to spin and emit an emerald light. The systems within the suit of armour began to light up and hum with the energy now coursing through them. One of those systems was the scanner in the visor which the old man set to hone in on the signature unique to Orgone users, after a moment the system detected two signals. The first was a weak Orgone signal, but a powerful ki power. It would seem the second signal had decided to start teaching a student, as the second was undeniably powerful in the art of wielding Orgone with it’s Orgone and Ki signatures being equal in power.
It was clear who his target was and the old man rose off the ground as vernier thrusters flared to life, shooting green energy from their vents and lifted him into the air. After rising for a few seconds the old man vanished in a green flash.
Once again Liek had opted to visit Master Roshi to have the old man supervise his training. In some ways he was pushing the boundary of what the old man could do for him, but in other ways the ancient sage’s wisdom was absolutely invaluable in overcoming plateaus and hurdles that came up in his training. He had come to not only respect the old man, but to genuinely love the man as a surrogate Grandfather.
Today there hadn’t been any special training planned, the boy was merely practising his katas under the watchful eye of the ancient Sage. In the case of the current kata it was one of the more advanced ones that Liek hadn’t fully mastered yet, and as such the great Turtle Hermit had been point out moments when the boy had slipped or made a sloppy movement, helping him correct his mistakes before they became bad habits.
But that all changed as an armour clad figure appeared in a blink of green light. At first the two didn’t notice the figure hovering above them as it observed the training, it was only when the figure spoke did they realise they where being watched, “So… this is the Inheritor?” The figure’s voice seemed unamused, “Nothing more then a mewling brat? How disappointing.”
‘What?!’ Roshi thought in alarm, ‘I didn’t sense their energy?! Are they an Android?’
“That armour?!” The boy shouted in surprise, recognition hitting his mind instantly, “That’s Fury armour! How the hell are you even use it? How the in the hell are you?!” He demanded.
‘What?!’ The sage thought in further alarm, ‘I thought you said they all died, Liek?!'
“Oh?” The figure laughed, “So you where taught that much at least.” The figure then vanished again, appearing in front of Liek in the same moment and back hand slapping him across the face. As the boy reeled the figure caught him by the collar and held him up to his face, the helmet’s face plate opening to reveal the scared, wrinkled and weathered face of an old man with grey hair and green eyes. Across his forehead where seven red triangles in a vaguely wing like pattern and on his cheeks where three more triangles following the contour of his cheeks, starting from near the base of the eye next to the nose to mid way down his cheek near the jawline. The old man leered and grinned at the boy with a crazed glint in his eye, “I am Jar-Keel, boy, Last of the Fury!” he threw Liek aside and laughed, “And I am here to settle the score with the J Numbers!”
Liek’s chest seized with shock! He knew that name! Jar-Keel, the one who destroyed the northern training base Carolina had served at, the one who chased after his Grandmother and her friends when they escaped the Fury, the man who had tried to kill the J Numbers time and time again from the moment he’d first met them. The man who was driven mad when the J Numbers repeated success in forcing him back humiliated him and cost him his long craved for position among the Fury Knight Lords. A man thought to have died in the final battle between the Fury Extremists and the combined forces of the Loyalists and J Numbers.
But the boy didn’t have long to contemplate the revelation of what had just been told to him as the armoured man close up the helmet and lifted his arm. The boy didn’t have time to dodge as a beam of emerald light LANCED out of the barrel on the wrist on Jar-Keel’s armour. The Inheritor of the Fury tried to lift his arms to protect himself while scattering energy crystals around himself to form an Energy Cloud, but the beam cut clean through the barrier and struck his left shoulder causing the boy to cry out.
But Jar-Keel didn’t stop shooting just as Liek didn’t stop trying to raise his Energy Cloud to defend himself. Shot after shot crashed through the boy’s shields, but the child didn’t back down from the barrage. His body was battered, his arms quivering as his teeth rattled and sweat poured down his brow. Every part of his body that had been his was encased into Orgonite residue left behind from Jar-Keel’s barrage.
The old man paused and watched while Liek screamed from the orgonite crystals exploding on his body. Clearly the child wasn’t nearly as well prepared as the old man had hoped as he watched in disappointed as the smoking form of Liek tumbled to the ground in a heap. “Is this all you have?” He sneered, “How disappointing… Inheritor, pah. You are unworthy of the title!” His arm snapped up again and he fired another blast, this one intended to end the boy’s miserable life, something the Turtle Hermit could only shout in helpless horror at.
But the blow never landed, rather beam struck a field of emerald sparkles and was dispersed! Slowly the boy pulled himself up of the ground and at the Last Fury in defiance, “Don’t… don’t count me out just yet!”
Under the helmet Jar-Keel couldn’t help but be impressed. One short exchange had been all it took the boy to level his skill in forming the cloud from the most basic to the intermediary.
“DAMMIT!!” Roshi roared, bulking up to his Full Power muscular form and cupping his hands, azure energy shining between his palms, “LEAVE MY STUDENT ALONE!! KAMEHAMEHA!!” Thrusting his arms forward the ancient sage unleashed his signature technique, sending a stream of blue energy at the unwelcome armoured guest.
But to the Master’s dismay the armoured man ignored the attack, allowing it to be dissipated by his own sparkling shield. Roshi’s eyes widened, “That… that was just like Liek’s cloud… but how?”
“He’s a Fury, Master Roshi!” Liek grunted, “He can use Orgone through technology. He knows all the moves I do and can probably do them better if he wanted to!” He explained before leaping into action again, charging Jar-Keel with all of his speed only to disappear in a green flash, appearing behind the armoured man in the same moment with his fist pulled back to launch a punch at the side of the older man’s head. A punch he would never through as Jar-Keel wiped around and punched Liek so hard in the guts the boy vomited and his vision danced with stars.
Roshi hadn’t been sitting still as this was happening and threw his arm down, unleashing the Destructo Disk he’d been preparing, directing it’s motions to that it would come at Jar-Keel from an angle where Liek couldn’t be hurt by the attack, only for the armoured man to warp out of the way, taking Liek with him, at last moment, earning a grunt of frustration from the ancient Master.
Jar-Keel laughed as he tossed Liek to the ground and laughed, “I don’t mind you joining in, Human. The more the merrier!” He waited as Roshi came over and helped Liek to his feet, smirking as the boy coughed and spat the last of his lunch out of his mouth. Oh, if only things had been this easy against the J Numbers! Earth would have been conquered so easily if they hadn’t been around! The world’s defenders had been hopeless! Jar-Keel was pretty certain that if the J Numbers hadn’t interfered he may very well have been able to conquer at least a small city with just his squad! And that was before his promotion to Knight Lord! But alas, they had ruined everything. And he was still bitter.
After waiting impatiently for the student and teacher to catch their breaths the old Fury gestured for them to come at him, “I’m waiting!” He taunted. Unknown to the disgraced Knight the two Earthlings had been discussing their options telepathically.
‘What do you think Liek?’ The old man asked.
‘Plan C, we’ll hit him with a saturation barrage, I’ll then hop in front and shield us from his counter then fold behind him to make him drop his cloud while you hit him with a Kamehameha. Think that will work?’ The student asked.
The old man readied himself as his student followed suit, ‘As good of a plan as any! Let’s do it!’
Without any further exchange the two unleashed a ferocious barrage of ki blasts at the Fury Knight, the sheer volume of blasts being sent his way rivalling the rate of fire of the fastest vulcan cannons produced by human science to date. What the ki blasts lacked in individual power they more then made up for in volume of fire, forcing the Knight to raise his Energy Cloud to protect himself lest the blasts bring him to heal by a proverbial death by a thousand bee stings. The Knight grunted and chose to retaliate with another blast of concentrated Orgone energy, only this time not from the small wrist blaster in the armour, no this time he detached the Sword Rifle that was clasped to the rear waist armour of his suit and took arm at where his sensors said the two Earthling where stood and pulled the trigger. The condensed beam of Orgone energy was much more powerful then the wrist blaster could ever manage and, Jar-Keel was sure, more then the boy could defend against.
The Fury was wrong.
The emerald beam scattered against the boy’s further refined and improved Energy Cloud leaving the old Fury stunned. In what amounted to a handful of minutes the boy had gone from only being able to muster the most basic level of the Energy Cloud to successfully employing the fully powered and mastered version! The old Fury couldn’t help but be impressed, maybe this brat really was worthy of inheriting the Legacy of the Fury!
And then the brat vanished! A Cloud Fold! Jar-Keel already know the kid could do it thanks to his earlier use of the technique, the issue was that the Fury had been so impressed it took him a moment too long to react and track where the youth had gone! Enough of a delay for the young hybrid shatter the older Fury’s own cloud with sword made from pure Orgone that the fallen Knight had to block with the sword rifle lest it take his head!
It wasn’t until he noticed the blue light approaching that he realised he’d forgotten about the old man! ‘Clever pricks…’ Jar-Keel scowled right before the Kamehameha wave impacted him with full force and sent him sailing through the air and splashing into the ocean. As the man sank he smirked, talent and teamwork, just like those infuriating J Numbers. And that sword the boy had crafted, such a simple and elegant thing it was, yet strong enough to not break immediately on impact. The boy’s skill at Materialisation was clearly at the Knight Lord level already! The boy had a long way to go, but he had already started reaching the heights of Fury power before he was even old enough to wed!
Yes, the boy was a worthy Inheritor for the Fury. No, not just an Inheritor… he was a worthy successor who would sure reach heights no Fury had ever dreamed of!
Liek and Roshi tensed and dropped back into the battle stances as Jar-Keel rose from the ocean once more. But no attack came, instead the Fury Knight lifted his sword rifle in front of himself, pointing it towards the sky with the flat facing the duo. A stance Liek recognised as a Fury salute to a worthy foe. “We will meet again, Inheritor.” Jar-Keel noted, “I look forward to seeing your further growth!” And with that he vanished.
“What… the hell…?” Was all Liek could think to say about that.
WC: 2,411
PL: 119,638 -> 29,909.5 (suppressed by SWC)
Zeni: 35,394
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus, Super Weighted Clothes, +7.5% Zeni (looters), +5% Roshi Bonus
Spending 2 TP to learn [DT2] Furiemshinken: Energy Cloud and [DT3] Furiemshinken: Energy Cloud
