@regulus-regent Continued
His first thought upon waking is to analyze where he is. His second is to take immediate note of his current situation. Some unfamiliar planet, different than the one he'd previously been on and the ache in the back of his head suggested that something had hit him hard for him to loose conscious. Tail bristling in agitation at the fact something like this happened, he must have been careless. He's going to find whoever thought this was a smart idea and disembowel them for this transgression.
His gaze eventually clears, there's some type of muzzle on him, from the blood around his mouth he can assume he fought like hell before being knocked unconscious. He had no issue using fangs and claws if it came down to it. There was something around his tail if he moved his head enough, some type of metal clamp, weighing it down and dragging on his sense of balance. Just from his surroundings and the two guards nearby, he knows it's remnants of the frieza force that haven't yet joined up with Cooler's army. No doubt they were trying to use him as a ticket to get in. Fuck.
"The monkey's awake." "Knock him out again. Im trying to get contact with the boss and tell him we struck gold." "Should I even touch him? You doing it Rashp, he looks like he'll rip my arm off." "He's chained up!? the fuck are you so scared of!?" Fingers tightening around the chains digging into his flesh, some look like they're run through his arms. No matter. A few days in a healing pod. "He'll just be another servant, trading one master for another." Gaze locking onto the arrogant guard, there's more coming over, more. Fuck this is going to be a battle.
The spear beams him upside the head, hard. He'll give them that, they know how to throw a hit with it. Spots dance in his vision but he clings to reality. Inhaling deeply as rage flows through his blood, alongside adrenaline. "Resilient ape." They snarl and he ducks his head with their next attempt, prompting them close enough he can lung, snagging the chains before pulling quickly, looping it around the guards head. Pain flares through his body as a spear runs through his shoulder. Panic. Chaos. He snarls as something shoots him. "You..." Another hit. He starts to choke out the guard, turquoise flashing in his eyes.
"I am a saiyan warrior. Beyond the fucking elite!!" The choking sputters are all that responds as he struggles with his restraints, the muzzle cracking along the edges as his ki flares, burning bright with a tint of golden yellow to it's depths. There's a power burning in his veins and he wants at it, but it filters away. Like it hasn't found him worthy of it yet and it pisses him off even more. "I'll use your skulls to decorate that pathetic vessel you call a ship!!" He snarls, straining more and more against the chains to gain some leeway to snap the guards neck before turning to the icoming wave of them. "Come on! I'll kill all of you maggots!!"
