Haku, The punk saiyan VS 'Jinman', The f*cking superhero.
Jul 29, 2013 21:17:12 GMT
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Post by Jinsoku Akuma on Jul 29, 2013 21:17:12 GMT
As Jinsoku entered the cloud of smoke, he felt a giant gust of wind that almost knocked him off of his intended move. He managed to keep on track however as his head slammed against the saiyan boy’s skull. Gotcha… He only managed to see the boy stumble back and his armor crack before Jinsoku’s body hit the cold ground. As Jinsoku smiled and though of victory, his mind was interrupted by the loud screams of the saiyan child who was still conscious. No….damnit “Oh good… you’re awake” He could barely hear the saiyan as his hearing started to go in and out. “Hehe…can’t believe…you hit me like that… sure…DOESN'T HAPPEN AGAIN!” By then the young saiyan child had flipped him over so that Jinsoku could stare at the saiyan, still unable to move. Jinsoku could see past Haku, there was saiyans standing around…the humans…Haku saw none alive, bodies were scattered everywhere…they…had lost…
No….all that….it was squished….decades of oppression…stomped out in one day… He watched as the young saiyan boy then started to continuously pound his face, blood seeping out of his face even more now. But the punches weren't the biggest pain…no the biggest pain in Jinsoku was his feelings of failure...they had lost…he had lost to a saiyan boy…for what? Was their no victory today? No….the scene was bloody but it was still clear enough…the humans…they were going to be subjugated even harder now…was it his fight? His best…his best was not good enough…he didn’t raise the hopes of the humans around him high enough for them to beat their enemy…he couldn't even beat a child….As the punches continued to come, tears would begin to slowly stream down his face…not tears or pain…but tears of sorrow…
Jinsoku was soon about to pass out, when he heard footsteps and a loud booming voice shout out loud “Back to your posts!” Jinsoku knew that voice...he knew it belonged to Kal…the saiyan general muttered out something that Jinsoku couldn't hear because of his in and out hearing, but he watched through blood and tears as Kal stopped the young saiyan from continuing to hammer his face. What came next were words that made the already sunken Jinsoku sink even more. “You did good…we won.” That moment…to actually be said in someone else’s words...that they had won…the saiyans…were victorious… Jinsoku could feel it more now; he knew he was about to pass out…He knew he was going to pass out a loser, he was going to pass out in defeat…this was suppose to be a good day…this was suppose to be the start of something good…but instead…. They were conquered…just like a century ago…the humans were crushed…. just moments before he passed out, Jinsoku remembered the same feeling he had when he had lost to Kal back when he tried to rob the saiyan Headquarters…he failed there too….just like here…to another saiyan….Jinsoku…felt worthless. Closing his eyes, Jinsoku lost consciousness.
No….all that….it was squished….decades of oppression…stomped out in one day… He watched as the young saiyan boy then started to continuously pound his face, blood seeping out of his face even more now. But the punches weren't the biggest pain…no the biggest pain in Jinsoku was his feelings of failure...they had lost…he had lost to a saiyan boy…for what? Was their no victory today? No….the scene was bloody but it was still clear enough…the humans…they were going to be subjugated even harder now…was it his fight? His best…his best was not good enough…he didn’t raise the hopes of the humans around him high enough for them to beat their enemy…he couldn't even beat a child….As the punches continued to come, tears would begin to slowly stream down his face…not tears or pain…but tears of sorrow…
Jinsoku was soon about to pass out, when he heard footsteps and a loud booming voice shout out loud “Back to your posts!” Jinsoku knew that voice...he knew it belonged to Kal…the saiyan general muttered out something that Jinsoku couldn't hear because of his in and out hearing, but he watched through blood and tears as Kal stopped the young saiyan from continuing to hammer his face. What came next were words that made the already sunken Jinsoku sink even more. “You did good…we won.” That moment…to actually be said in someone else’s words...that they had won…the saiyans…were victorious… Jinsoku could feel it more now; he knew he was about to pass out…He knew he was going to pass out a loser, he was going to pass out in defeat…this was suppose to be a good day…this was suppose to be the start of something good…but instead…. They were conquered…just like a century ago…the humans were crushed…. just moments before he passed out, Jinsoku remembered the same feeling he had when he had lost to Kal back when he tried to rob the saiyan Headquarters…he failed there too….just like here…to another saiyan….Jinsoku…felt worthless. Closing his eyes, Jinsoku lost consciousness.
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