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Indie DBZ/S OC | Written by Capo

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offalsecourage

He had to admit that her scars were enough to cause him to pause for a moment. Her figure didn’t hint towards her being any sort of fighter, and yet the wounds were something he would have associated with one. Vicious and countless stab wounds lined her forearms, and Goten found himself hissing in sympathy. The urge to reach out and take her hand as she drew her sleeves back down was something he had to fight against as well. Injuries like that, one someone of her stature… he didn’t want to jump to conclusions but…

Abuse was really the first and most logical explanation.

Something heavy slammed down over his heart at her words, and he found himself drawing away from her. “Yes. I lost someone.” Goten’s tone was flat as he spoke. His words were agreeing with her, but everything else about how he said them made it clear that he was far from being agreeable.

“Everyone lost someone. Fuck, you’re like– one of those sick-ass psychics who go around giving everyone false hope before ruining their lives with the realization that nothing good will ever happen again.”

A heavy scowl creased his features as he reached out to snag her wrist. “You’re getting out of here, and I never want to see you again–”

Her lips pursed at that accusation. Why would she give the ones she loved a false hope? She wanted to bring comfort and peace to them all, not to hurt them with a betrayal like that. Savora opened her mouth to state otherwise, but then he grabbed her wrist with the intent of kicking her out.

“Then if my words alone will not help you...”

She placed her other hand on top of his, a small hush coming from her as she inhaled. Words, all in a soothing tone albeit in a language not understandable, gently flowed from her like a mantra. This was what she wanted to do, this was what she had to do. Her eyes shut, smile on her face all the while.

It was magic, truly, as simply listening to them brought a sense of comfort, of a weight being lifted from one’s shoulders. A sense of peace washed over him, as if the scars of the past were fading away.

“This feeling. This warmth. This is what I wish for you and for everyone. Not just now, but for forever. Please, let me take these burdens from you. You do not deserve to suffer any more.”

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offalsecourage

Her words were true, but were easy enough for him to shrug off. He had suffered a great deal of loss? Yeah, who hadn’t anymore. Loss was par for the course for everyone anymore. The fact that he was even still alive meant that he had to’ve suffered; no one had made it through the android’s wave of destruction unharmed. No one.

This lady, though. With the way she was talking… it was almost as if she hadn’t suffered. Which would have been insane, frankly. Though she certainly had the airheaded demeanor of someone who would just happen to make it through a tragedy unscathed. 

“The tale of the phoenix.” He repeated her words as he stared down at the patch of previous-barren earth. She had made the plant there grow… so… ki manipulation? Theoretically it was possible for it to be used to help plants and to heal (Gohan had once claimed to have witnessed the latter, even), but the method of doing so had been lost. Or, so they thought.

“Oh– Get fucked lady.” He felt himself practically bristling at her words. “Look to the future? It’s all gonna be better cause I’m alive? Take a few seconds to listen to yourself and then fuck off. A few pointless platitudes aren’t going to make anything better.”

“Well of course it will get better, because I know you have the strength to make the world a better place so that there will be no more suffering like you had gone through.”

She let out a small sigh, understanding that so far he had only seen her talking, and not walking - as the saying somewhat went. Her hands began to roll her loose sleeves up, exposing an almost countless numbers of scars on her arms alone - stab wounds that seemed to only be recently healed.

“You doubt my belief to it,don’t you? Come, look at these wounds.”

“These are the wounds given to me as I take the burdens from others. I take their pain and suffering away from them so that they no longer must. I could stop at any moment, but I refuse to, for I don’t want those I love to suffer.

Like me, you will act, because you have the conviction to. You will make this world better, because you feel that you must.”

She let her sleeves fall, covering her wounds once more.

“Because you’ve had someone near and dear to you taken from you, haven’t you? You know this pain just as much as anyone else here, and so you don’t want those who have no experienced this pain to ever experience it.”

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offalsecourage

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Former god. That’s far more believable.” And as if it wouldn’t be clear, the sarcasm that dripped from his tone made it clear that he thought she was– well. She wasn’t full of anything good.

Goten paced alongside her, managing to keep himself from just yanking her along. Despite his rather coarse behavior, he was fairly good at dealing with the crazies. At the very last, they were the ones that never really seemed to mind his poor attitude, choosing instead to be wrapped up in their own world of mental trauma. It was almost refreshing to be able to be as rude was he wanted without being judged for it, which (ironically?) allowed him to be far more patient than he would have been under ordinary circumstances.

“Are– Are you serious right now?” Really? He blinked before all-but gaping at her. “Really? Have you bothered to look around yourself?” Goten paused to gesture around them, at the broken-down building that was hardly out of place in this broken-down world.

“Lady, if you’re expecting me to be happy about anything, you seriously have a couple of screws loose.”

A hand covered her mouth as she let out a small bit of laughter at his sarcasm. Well, it was something that didn’t seem believable to most people now did it? It was fine, she could easily understand that.

“I can tell that you must have suffered great deals of loss, young man. It’s that loss that’s still clinging to you, isn’t it?”

She paused, kneeling towards the ground and placing her hands on some of the exposed dirt, before pulling it away to reveal some small specks of natural life that had begun to grow.

“You and other mortals are much like the tale of the phoenix. No matter what struggles put you down, you always find a way to rebuild yourselves and become stronger. It is your natural love of life, even if it just your own, that allows you the determination to keep moving.

You’ve suffered so much, but you must look towards the future and what you can do to improve with this harsh new start, rather than look back on could have been done.

The past cannot truly be changed, but the future is always there for you.”

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offalsecourage

Goten made no effort to hide his snort of disbelief at her claims of being able to handle herself. “Yeah. Right. Sure lady, you can take care of yourself.” You can totally handle having the rest of this death trap crash down on your head. “How about you take care of yourself somewhere else.”

He made to move towards her, fully intending to just pull her to somewhere safer, when she spoke again. Goten had heard this spiel from others before and so he didn’t even pause to listen at first. The androids were dead, things were getting better, everything was going to be okay, the future was now! Blah blah blah. It was all pointless drivel and it meant nothing.

But her other statement had him actually pausing. Just for a brief moment, but- “Mortals?” Was she…?

Nah.

Another snort, and a roll of his eyes. “Great. So you’re crazy on top of being stupid.” Goten shook his head as he reached out to snag her write. “Come on. You can blabber on to someone else about how you’re some god or whatever.”

“Former god,” she laughs a little, a finger flicking one of  her broken potara earrings - the only remnant of her former position. Still, she was willing to comply with him on moving away from the area - if only to help him calm down.

“But, if it will help you feel better, I will move from this area. However, I would appreciate if you accompanied me.”

She took notice now, of his lingering pains, and her smile grew gentle. It was, for lack of a better phrase, filled with a type of love meant for everyone that looked upon it.

“Then, maybe you could tell me what’s truly bothering you, besides how I’m here in a place that might hurt me?”

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“Stop it stop it stopitstopit. Stop hurting my children!”

“Please! I will take responsibility for their actions, just stop hurting them like this!”

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mxtherly replied to your post: “There there, dear, everything will be okay.”

❝ They won’t let me join in on any of their Hera games… ❞ HE sniffs, wiping away at his tears using his sleeve.

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“Oh don’t cry dear, I’ll make sure that they let you play with them (byrippingouttheirkidnies).”

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@mxtherly

“Lady, you aren’t supposed to be here.”

Goten let out an irritated sigh as he saw the silhouette of a definitely feminine form standing in the rubble of a destroyed building. The androids had been killed, but that didn’t mean that everything was better now. So much needed to be restored and rebuilt, and the first step to that was cleaning up everything that had been ruined.

It was something he was useful for, at the very least. He hadn’t been strong enough to fight the androids, but he was strong enough to clean up their mess.

A lot of places weren’t safe without the proper protective equipment (or if you were extremely strong, as he was), and the half-collapsed building definitely was. It wasn’t a place for someone to be idly strolling through.

“Seriously– get the hell out of here, or I’ll make you myself.”

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There was an idle hm from the woman, as if only now noticing the boy, before her finer tuned senses kicked in and a bit of worry scattered across her features. (He was hurting, things have gotten just a little better but the pain was still so much there).

“My apologies, but please do not worry about me, I can handle myself.”

She had slowly learned that for some people, trying to get them to talk about what was hurting them right off the bat was not a good thing - especially if they did not know her.

So she let out a small sigh, and looked towards the sky.

“It’s getting better slowly, isn’t it? It’s always amazing just to see how strong mortals can be, and I can tell that this place will be beautiful once again.”

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“Whomever that woman is, she’s an impostor! Oh, I’m so sorry everyone, I’ve let you all down...”

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magicalmachine6

“That’s okay, you didn’t mean harm by it…”

“Whaddya mean, ‘tried to do far worse?’ Who?”

Her expression gets a bit more serious… while yes, she had threatened this woman, she would never actually attack someone that wouldn’t lift a finger to defend themselves. That was despicable… and frankly, hearing that others would pissed her off.

“Oh don’t worry, they would eventually calm down and let me in anyways.”

She simply laughed it off, as if the times she had been beaten and almost killed were no big deal to her. And they weren’t from her perspective, for sometimes people just had to be worn down a little and know for certain that she wouldn’t raise a finger to harm them before they would accept her help.

“It would be a terrible thing if my children all fought amongst themselves for things that have passed.”

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artxficialblue

At least she wasn’t aware she had been doing anything wrong. An accident was passable.

The android made his way closer to not simply be standing behind her back, frowning in thought as he watched her gather.. the ash? Well, he shouldn’t be too very surprised.. demons, magicians, and more were so commonplace nowadays..

“It’s not really something I feel comfortable just telling anyone.”

“Oh, that’s understandable, but it would certainly help put your mind and spirit at ease if you spoke to someone.”

It was humble advice, one that she spoke with a tone that wasn’t condescending or matter-of-factly, but with a tone of sincerity. She tied the bag up with a bow and put it in some sort of hidden pocket before she resumed cleaning up her mess, smiling all the while.

“Then, how about telling me how your day went? We can swap stories. How does that sound?”

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What element are you?

Your element is LIGHT You are a positive and kindred spirit. You radiate warmth and good thinking. You are quick to want to help others and desire peace. You like to embrace many different hobbies However you could stand to be a bit less arrogant and not play martyr whenever someone else hurts you. The world comes with its own lessons and one of those is knowing how to rely on yourself for determination. That aside, you are a wonderful person to be around and genuinely loving

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magicalmachine6

Well, that wasn’t a luck ceremony at all! Though… still, she couldn’t muster up any real anger at the trick… not the way she was feeling right now, anyway. Savora just wanted to help, and that was all right… 

“Coulda just laid the smackdown on those Hell guys anyway…”

But…

“…I appreciate it, though. Sorry I almost beat you up earlier.”

“Oh you don’t have to apologize, I’ve helped people who have tried to do far worse than just beat me up, ahaha.”

It was the truth of the matter that made it funny to her. So many people resistant to help, but that was fine, she would help them anyways.

“Really, I should be the one apologizing. I tricked you into letting me do this, after all. Could you ever forgive this old lady for doing that?”

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magicalmachine6

Six’s eyes narrow as Savora draws out a patch, a brief glint in her eyes as she scans the package. It was… ash? She blinks a bit as the ash was left on her forehead, a strange feeling of weightlessness within her as her shoulders relax a bit…

“I feel… lighter… more… relaxed? What… was that…?”

She let out a small, innocuous giggle at the question. That’s usually how people replied, but it was still so cute to see.

“Why, it was just a little bit of magic to help you out.”

“I took some of the burden you bear and now I’m carrying it. You don’t have to worry about what you do now, for I am protecting your soul from those meanies down in Hell now, that lack of weight on your soul, it’s helping you.”

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magicalmachine6

“Luck…?”

Well… if it was just like a good luck charm… then there can’t be much harm in it! Besides, she didn’t seem all that threatening… and if it made her feel better…

“All right. I can manage without, but… if it’ll make you feel better…”

“Alright, but this won’t help you right now, but it will let you know that I am always with you, and that I will keep you safe...”

She reached into her sleeve, pulling out a small satchel that she opened to reveal nothing but ash inside. Rubbing her thumb in it to get some ash on it, she placed the thumb on Six’s forehead and made a small mark there with the ash - chanting all the while in a language that was indescribable but almost hauntingly beautiful in the sweetness of her voice.

But, one could feel themselves almost feeling lighter, like a burden had been lifted from their shoulders and this sense of being free from some...unknown threat.

And with a hum, it ended, gently and with her smile still there.

“And there we go, how do you feel now, Six?”

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magicalmachine6

She takes a moment to listen to the other’s offer, silent as she thinks it over… then gives a light huff, shaking her head. She was letting her past control her again… this woman might somehow know her emotions inside, but… those emotions are what drive her, what push her to survive.

“…no. I don’t need to give the pain of my past to someone else. If I’m gonna grow up and become a strong hero…”

“…then I have to make my own way…! I promised myself that I’d take the name they gave me, and give it a new meaning! Not Six the experiment… but Six the Hero! And it’s a hero’s job to take the burdens of others…! It doesn’t matter if I’m a kid… I can take what they did to me, and make sure it doesn’t happen ever again!”

There was now pride in her smile, like she had just watched her own child graduated, or get married, or some other equivalent she couldn’t describe because her heart was just swelling so much. She could even feel the tears start to glisten in the corners of her eyes.

“You’re so strong, Six... You’re such a strong young lady...”

“Then, could I at least give you a little good luck? It’s something I did back home, and it will only take a moment.” 

It hurt her to lie a little like this, but if she said no to this as well, then she wouldn’t do the Ash Ritual. It was just that simple, and she wanted to keep this girl safe so much... perhaps it was just a bit overwhelming...

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magicalmachine6

“…a blessing?”

She looks away from Savora, not pleased at all with that statement.

“I don’t remember my parents… were they nice? Did they love me? Who knows, maybe they sold me? I can’t remember. I can’t even remember my name. Not just that… but Androids don’t age right, either, and the world’s not too friendly towards people that don’t belong. It doesn’t seem like much of a blessing to me, lady.”

“…sure, I got the power to be the hero I wanted to be, but… was it worth it? I don’t even know what I paid to get here.”

“When children grow up, mentally or physically, then they do not need their parents anymore. If you do not have a name, then why not give yourself a name you like? If you cannot age, then use that to your advantage.”

“And... it might sound sudden of me, but...”

“If you do not have any parents anymore and you want one, then let me be one of the lucky ones who would get to watch over you, and, if you do not wish to carry those emotional burdens you bear then let me take them away from and and let me shoulder them - for you deserve nothing but happiness...”