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[kurogoku-blog]

"Black, I got you some chocolates." -bullheadcd

“...I...-- Alright? Thank you...?”@bullheadcd

[zamcsu]

There had been so many months in preparation for the fights that were always a continuous sort on this planet, but Zamasu wasn’t going to let that keep his spirits down. In fact, they were winning. Sits at the table on the balcony side of their cabin, and he muses quietly to himself. Always in thought, and always trying to perceive the threats of the future, to get a hold of any angle he might miss. With their efforts, he and his partner, Black, had acquired the appropriate tool in which to hold those foolish mortals at bay; their precious Princess. The daughter of a Saiyan was easy to nab, for she surprisingly held no fighting prowess on the level of he, and with Black teaching her how to harness that power all was moving along smoothly. And speaking of that girl, he sensed her nearby somewhere out in the living room that the door was connected to, and decided it was time for a little chat between the two of them.

    “Oh, trouble finding Black today? He’s off fighting the weaker mortals      still scattered about this world...” If you can call it a fight.      “Care to join me? Unless you’re too busy with something else...”

| @bullheadcd |

[hiddcnrage]

“So... I don’t know how well to put this, but.......    Bulla? It’s me, Gohan.” @bullheadcd

[scngoku-blog]

   “Hey, Bulla...? I’m glad you could come over in such short notice, and all...” It’s true, he was glad, for once. There just wasn’t something right about him, and there hadn’t been in a long time... Not since...---    “...But I was wanting to know... Does........ Does your father train you at all?     Give you any lessons, to being fighters like the two of us? You are Saiyan, after all.” | @bullheadcd |

[kurogoku-blog]

“I thought I smelled someone familiar....” | @bullheadcd |

[kurogoku-blog]

Smoke was all around and clouding his vision, lungs burned from injuries that were too severe for him to stand. Now, on his hands and knees, Black could only try to focus on not passing out in front of the still-gloating enemy. His bloodied fingers were clutching at hard dirt, and sweat mixed with red was dripping down to his chin. He was practically kneeling before the Kai, panting and trying to keep himself awake. There hadn’t been a chance to explain anything to the other, and Black was trying his hardest to get in a word, but each time he’d receive another blast to his body. Every second was wasted on his words, and instead focused on the Kai’s, or else he’d surely die. I don’t have room for that, otherwise she’ll be taken for certain. Though, nothing could have stopped the hours upon hours of brutal torture from the wicked Kai. No prayer of forgiveness, or any sort, since Black was too stubborn to even try and fake that. He endured it all, and all for her safety, because he had hidden her away from the other... He knew this day was to come, and took every precaution to avoid her gaining any unneeded harm. But that didn’t stop Zamasu from unleashing hell on his form. After what felt like days, Black had finally been beaten and thrown to his back, where a white long boot was pressed to his chest. ‘Beg, and I may let her live.’ Came that nasty growl from the Kai, but Black kept his tongue still. Before long there was the sound of commotion, and he passed out during some unseen struggle that had removed Zamasu from his proximity.     "No, stop! Stop!! He’ll kill you--!” Black shouted as he opened his eyes, and clutched his chest as that rising panic came back from his waking nightmare. He couldn’t even recall falling asleep, or if he had just relived that recent memory for the twentieth time? Time was hard to discern, since he kept going in and out of consciousness. The commotion had been the door to his room opening, and he was still lying in the bed, weakly glancing to it. | @bullheadcd |

[scnpan-blog]

The door to her room finally opened, and out came the girl from the Son family…. Yet, it was a family she could vaguely remember now. The only ones she called something similar were the great Kai, and the other…… The other, in which she always had a worse vibe from him than with Zamasu… Though today that was pushed aside, as she was able to finally get out of this dredge she had been in. For training with Zamasu was getting more difficult. He had been pressuring her, and pushing her harder than she had been in for at least three years.

The answer as to why was made apparent just the other month when she felt someone new had arrived. It was only now that she felt like mustering the energy to face this new person….. But something told her heart that this being wasn't new at all…

Stomps down the hallway and halts when she saw someone in the living room of the cabin. But her heart went right to her throat at the sight. | @bullheadcd |

[kurogoku-blog]

Dark eyes looked towards those of the wildly gifted one before him. She may not know it, yet, but her power has the potential to be even greater than his… possibly. Though, as dangerous as that may be in the future…. He was actually somewhat excited at the prospect of it. But now he had to focus on the present, and on her.

      “Keep your focus. I don't know what keeps distracting        you, but I can tell there's something.”

And it was true, the girl was always distant sometimes during their sessions. This evening it was different, and he couldn't understand why. Thoughts went towards her family, most likely, since she was plucked away from all of that. Concern briefly flashing across his face, but covering it quickly at all of that.

       “I know attachments are… common among your kind,         but you need to let that go for the moment... Try.         If that is what you're thinking of, them… If you want         to be stronger, Princess. To prove to your family that         you're worth your history… Then you'll try to punch         me with everything you have. Give me your heart!” | @bullheadcd |