Post by gosan on Jan 29, 2006 0:10:01 GMT -5
FEATHERS OF THE GOLDEN PHOENIX
News Broadcast
Gosan, having spent his time when he wasn’t training in his luxurious time machine in its meditation room deep in meditation to train his mind when he did not wish to train his body. A distress call then went across his earthen transmitter, Gosan’s eyes widening in surprise at this as he walked towards the central control panel and switched on the television system. The Saiyan haven’t even noticed he had such a thing installed on his time machine. He took a step back as a blank screen appeared for a couple of seconds then it transmitted towards a news station, a stiffened blonde female news reporter sat there calling out a worldwide message to the protectors of Earth. Gosan looked at the screen in curiosity, giving his full attention to it. “We now have breaking worldwide news to the Earth’s protectors, a magnificent sight has been seen in the direction of the sun, a mythical golden bird has awakened from the southern isles having slept for many years without notice within the deep cave that buried it deep into the surface of the Planet. It has been proclaimed that the bird, let alone its magnificence is extremely weak due to its confrontation with the sun. This has caused a few of its feather’s to fall off with every flap of its wings. This golden bird has no name; being the only one of its kind to rise up having being extinct many millennia ago. We can only refer to it from its description best described as the Golden Phoenix. This has sparked a gold rush for the feathers that have fallen off, these being completely priceless and delicate. The King of the World has urged all citizens to not collect them for their own personal profit but put them in an area where the bird can regather them. If it continues to flap its wings and not know where to gather its feathers once more, then it may slowly die and put a permanent curse upon the planet that would soon lead to the destruction of it by the means of its end. This has been gathered from ancient artefacts in the cave where the Gold Phoenix emerged written in the most ancient of languages. So far we have been told that the general public do not care of the King’s words as they continue to scavenge the feathers to sell them to gain fortune. From this sparking epidemic, crime has with a doubt been raised to extremities where is constant murders, robberies and other dangerous actions been taken into place in desperation to have the golden feathers as their own. The King of the World had just announced in a distress call to the strongest of fighters to stop this uproar of unnecessary disorder of the community and to save the Earth from total annulation. He wishes for anyone to help out in the cleavage to meet him at the mayor’s office in Central City in due time”
Golden Cyclone
As if right on cue, a golden feather fell through the hole at the top of the time machine. Gosan shot up to grasp it gently. It was totally magnificent with its beauty; Gosan stroked ti several times before placing it into a capsule for safekeeping. He switched on the automatic capsule system to identify the golden feather. Now every time he touched one, it would automatically be put into the same capsule upon will. Conveniently to test this out, another golden feather was just outside Gosan’s time machine. The Saiyan happily strode to it and placed his hand on it. With a slight glow of white around the feather and his fingers, the feather disappeared, its presence being made as a minuscule added on weight to the capsule with the other feather he had collected earlier. Gosan wondered with his eyes set in the skies on how he was supposed to collect all the feathers that have fallen across the entire world before the all golden bird’s feathers have fallen off. Pushing the thought aside he blasted off into a high altitude to get a good view of the things below him, just in case a golden feather happened to be drifting randomly around from the Phoenix. Feeling the gentle breeze through him as he picked up his place he spotted something glittering upon the distance. Giving himself a speed boost with his ki Gosan raced towards the glitter. The small speck of blinding light soon came to be clear to be another one of the golden feathers. Gosan grinned at having another lucky find, however he was stopped in his tracks as he neared it. The feather began to spin furiously, creating a transparent yet still light glow of golden bright light that soon turned into a cyclone. Gosan quickly retreated in the air as he braced himself, he had no idea of a logical way to get the feather in its current condition but there was only one way to get it, it was simple but would it be effective? The hybrid then flew forward, ignoring the feeling of regret as he entered the heart of the cyclone. Instantaneously the Saiyan could feel his outer clothing flapping against himself furiously as the wind began to pick up to speeding pace. Gosan caught sight of a golden flickering every second, this assumed to be the feather itself. Resisting against the gusting winds of the cyclone, Gosan gradually floated forward, his right hand outstretched getting closer to the shimmering golden light. He just had to touch it and then it will be over, the feather must have been very magical if I could summon something like this. He then felt something soft brush against the outer skin of his finger and at that very instant the cyclone disappeared for sense, leaving Gosan standing there having collected his third feather, but consequently the capsule slipped out of pocket and splashed into the sea below, Gosan diving in after it quickly.
Underwater Search
Deep within the drifty surface of the pool of water below the Saiyan being the big blue sea, the capsule holding up three golden feathers sank quickly to the depths of darkness of the ocean. Gosan put up a ki barrier around himself, resembling much like a transparent coating of energy. With this Gosan would be able to breathe in water as if normally in air, a vital way to survive here long enough to retrieve the capsule and resume the gathering of the golden feathers. The hybrid swam diagonally downwards as he slowly lost sight of the white object. Putting out some ki from his feet, he boosted his speed significantly as he raced downwards like a bullet. It was now getting ever so dark so he amplified his barrier around him to produce more light so he could see where he was going and most importantly where the capsule was. Looking around the darkness for a couple of seconds before his surroundings lit up, he sensed a little movement to his right and swam off in that very direction, his hands grasping randomly in case the capsule came is way conveniently. He searched around, following the faint sense of movement for several minutes before he took sight of the white object. When he saw it Gosan swam at it furiously, pushing his body hand and ignoring the pain he was feeling. Feeling the small round metal object around his hands, Gosan put it into his other pocket, the one with a zipper on it to ensue that this would not happen again. The Saiyan swam upwards be he found the pain he was feeling now unbearable, his overexertion while swimming made his body ache painfully as the hybrid landed on the sea floor. This gave Gosan an idea that wouldn’t use too much physical work. Gosan swam a little up from the seabed and then bright his two hands forward. Internally Gosan was channelling his spiritual energy towards the palms of his hands, which Gosan soon balled up into fists. Gosan closed his eyes and focused his effort and energy towards the powering up of his attack, a light pitching nookie ringing in his ears softly as the energy in his clenched hands began to glow transparently white. He outstretched his arms to summon more energy and to prepare for the final phase of his attack; the riming grew to a higher pitch. Gosan’s fists began to heat up steadily and harden as the energy continued to travel down towards them. He then felt a slight jerk; it was his body’s signal to go. With a wild cry to spike his power up, Gosan slammed his fists together abruptly with a resounding bang from the impact. A great mass of energetic proportions was sprouted out from the fists, merging together as one to increase the size and power overall. The wave of energy slammed hard against the sea floor, Gosan was pushed upwards towards the surface from impact.
Cause of Crime
With a blast Gosan shot out into the open skies as the water sprouted in all directions in a wide radius. The Saiyan shook the water on his clothing quickly, with the aid of his ki which he used as a heating system. He simply powered up to produce high amounts of heat to make himself as dry as before in a matter of seconds. After having retrieved his capsule from the harsh seas, Gosan headed off to the nearest city. He was certain that certain people who have found their own golden feather would be trying to sell them to the rich for money. He touched down atop of one of the taller buildings to get a good look at the overall bird’s eye view of the metropolis. He then heard a scream, a plea to be more precise. Looking back he saw a man covered in black clothing, in order to hide his identity. He was chasing a young woman; she was clutching something in her hand. Most probably it was another golden feather, there has been wide spread chaos with the falling everywhere after all. Gosan turned around just as the young lady was about to fall off the edge in an effort to escape the robber. The thief pulled her back and grabbed her body tightly, trying to extract the feather from her closed fist. The Saiyan panicked for a little big before approaching the two with caution. With a quick boost of his speed, Gosan teleported in front of the two facing the thief directly. The expressions of the woman were of shock and so was the robber he hoped. The hybrid struck the man under the chin, suppressing his power as much as he can so he wouldn’t knock his head completely off. The black clothed man when flying and when crashing down on the other side of the top the building. Gosan silently picked up the woman on his back, quickly touching the golden feather so it went stored in his capsule. “What are you doing? Are you kidnapping me? You stole my golden feather you thief and I thought you were nice by saving me!” the woman cried as she began struggling around as Gosan flew. “I’m sorry but the feather is not yours, I’m here to collect them before things get more chaotic than it is now” Gosan replied hoarsely. Gosan stepped down to the floor as the woman released her grip, she did not buy his answer “You are a liar, you are just like the rest of us. Collecting the golden feathers for profit” she said coldly Gosan sighed and then turned his back to her. “Believe what you want, I’m still going to collect the feathers whether you like it or not. Crime has gone up a lot because of this epidemic. My goal is to bring peace her back again as it was before” Gosan said finally before blasting off and disappearing, hidden behind the clouds above.
Hybrid vs. Ten Humans
Gosan took refuge in the skies for the time being, watching the miniature cross-sections of the citizens and they went on with their not so daily lives. He could see people running around, being chased, and common crimes being committed. All because of an abundance of golden feather off a mythical bird that is told to be priceless. The Saiyan could not watch the events happening, he had to put a stop of this. Landing atop of another high building, Gosan took the normal way down to the ground, by the use of the lift. As he exited the building, a gang eleven people suddenly surrounded him. He noticed that had identical clothing to the thief he met earlier, he must have called for reinforcements for revenge. The assumed leader of the group stepped forward and eyed Gosan with his visible eyes whilst the rest of his body was covered in black. “Do you remember stealing this punk?” he said questioningly as the extracted another golden feather from his pocket, Gosan just nodded silently. He knew either way if he told the truth or not, the outcome will still be the same. The leader thief then pointed his finger threateningly at Gosan “Hand it over like a good citizen and we will leave you alone, flying freak” he said with a deadly and cold voice. Gosan just smiled and replied while he shook his head in pity and disappointment, “No” he said simply. The group of robbers then closed in on Gosan further, with the leader yelling out in command “GET HIM !!!!!” The nearest thief leaped at Gosan with a cry, the Saiyan slipped around him by sliding to the right, bringing his knee up and sent him flying backwards, knocking over four of the others who was unfortunately in his path. The other four charged at him from all sides hoping to lock him in. Gosan at the last second boosted his speed so he would leave an after image of himself while he was behind them watching with amusement as the four smashed into each other, holding their heads in pain as the recoiled. Gosan then saw a golden phoenix feather coming down from the skies, swirly randomly in multiple directions. The black clothed men all made a jump to grasp it but it was too high above them. Gosan quickly leaped up into the air and touched it, enabling it to be put safely in his capsule in his zipped up pocket. Dropping back down to see the reactions of the robbers, the nine commanded to attack him charged at him once again, the ones he had knock back fully recovered. Gosan quickly duck a jump kick from the first person to oppose him. Gosan got him with his uppercut under the chin and sent him skyward, hitting a building wall with a thump. As he began to slide down to the ground floor, Gosan dashed to him and tossed to the feet of his teammates.
Leader of the Pack
The rest of the robbers scurried away in fear that the same downfall will happen to them for sure if they faced Gosan. The Saiyan smirked as they ran off; he sighed and then created ten energy rings that soon attached to their corresponding human robber. Using his mental abilities and his hand motions, Gosan pinned them to a nearby building. Gosan put his directing hand down; he now faced the one remaining. The leader of the pack itself, the one that had the golden feather, now stuck on his black uniform as a logo. The lines around his eyes tightened around as Gosan stepped forward. “I see you have disposed of my followers with easer, but let me tell you. I am nowhere near as weak as them, I am the master thief of them all” he said before charging up to Gosan with a cry. The Saiyan shook his head in pity before dodging it with ease by bending his head to the side, he thought he may as well test his own speed at dodge while as a small training exercise as he has an opportunity. The leg of his opponent then swung at his stomach, Gosan with a reflex action, took a quick side step backwards. The leader of the gang of robbers got frustrated by of course and started to throw a fast combination of kick and punch assaults. Gosan used his speed and reflexes to slip around them all with much skill and control. The Saiyan had enough of this evading exercise and countered back when the gang leader swung his leg at him once again after several attempts. Gosan dodged the attack by the use of his supreme speed and grasped hold of the leg, spinning him around for a couple of revolutions. He leg him flow out and crash on the floor, sliding against it with the excess energy Gosan put in the throw. The robber stumbled to his feet, his teeth gritted in great anger and frustration. From the back sleuth that had blended in with his clothing, he extracted a long Samaria sword and charged with it held up with his two hands high above his head ready for the kill. As it neared his head Gosan clasped his two hand on either side of the metal and held it still. The sword wielder began to shake as he struggled to force the sword downwards; his eyes closed and squinted in quiet fury from deep within. Gosan smiled at his troubles and so he began to charge up energy in his palms, heating it up considerablely so it glowed with a bright white light. Gradually, Gosan pushed the heated energy towards the handle so the user would feel the heat. Gosan waited patiently until the heat was so intense that smoke issued out of he sword. With a yelp the leader let go of it, Gossan thrust it upwards and destroyed it simply with a heated hand shot ki blast.
The Officer & Martial Artist
The robber looked at his valued sword as it was destroyed beyond imagination. Ending this futile fight quickly, Gosan punched the human in the sensitive spot and knocked him out. As he lay there unconscious, the Saiyan touched the feather to be extracted to his capsule with its identical. Searching the man’s clothing, Gosan had extracted another feather he had hidden in his white shirt pocket hidden in his black mysterious clothing. Gosan stood and turned around to see the general police shoving the ki ringed followers of the feather thieves into the police vans. One particular officer with a special badge on him unlike the others “I am one of the King’s officers, we have been tracking your actions Gosan” he officer said informatively “We greatly appreciate for you hard work, the King will be happy to pay you five thousand zeni for each golden feather you find and give him. I assure you he will keep it away for preying hands. So how many feathers have you got already?” he asked with curiosity in a casual tone, further the information was passed. “Only six so far sir” Gosan replied with a slight frown at his lack of feathers. “I’m working on it though, they are hard to find amongst everything”. The officer laughed and patted him on the back “Not to worry young lad, you got yourself thirty thousand already in you pocket when you give them feathers to the King” he said happily, “Well good luck chap, we’re counting on you as well as others. So keep it up and you’ll be rewarded”. The officer gave a salute to Gosan, the hybrid doing the same in return as in respect and courtesy of their ranks. Gosan went with the search for more golden feathers by taking a walk around the streets of the busy and corrupted city. He then reached a fighting arena that was crowded with excited people, a very well built martial artist wearing a white gi, a red bandanna and a black belt barefoot stood in the centre of the arena, holding up the largest of the golden feathers that Gosan had collected. “I issue you a challenge, a worthy opponent who can surpass me in martial arts deserves this priceless golden feather you see before you. Do I have any challengers” his voice boomed so all can hear his announcement. Gosan smiled, this was just another opportunity to fight and get another golden feather for his collection, five thousand zeni for him. Gosan stepped up to the arena with a confident face. “I accept your challenge” Gosan called as he approached the martial artist. He looked at Gosan and studied him, a faint smile across his face by his opponent. “You have a strong build challenger, you will prove to be a challenge” he said. The two fighters backed off each other, going to their opposite ends of the ring. Both took their traditional fighting stance that seemed to look similar in style.
Street Fighter Martial Artist Ryu
“I think a formal introduction would fit before we start” the martial artist said “My name is Ryu, a master of marital arts. I have unfolded the secrets of the spiritual energy known as ‘chi’ a physical force. I daresay I can feel the force within you as you face me”. Gosan cocked both shi eyebrows up in surprise, he never thought there would be anyone who could master the art of producing energy like that besides the humans from the Z Warriors. “I can do that too, I have never had a chance to fight someone like you before, I am most curious to see what you can do” Gosan replied, Ryu smiled and bowed quickly as Gosan did the same in respect. Both going back to their fighting stances, there was a brief moment of silence before both fighters dashed at each other as fast as their legs could enable them. The exchanged a flurry of punches in engagement before dropping down on opposite sides. Gosan quickly leaped up in the air, pulling his leg back to swing a spin kick to Ryu’s face, the white gi wearing warrior crossed his arms to block the assault and then brought his knee to Gosan’s chest, it didn’t hurt much but it was enough to send the Saiyan flying back and landing was a slight stumbling. Ryu then took a stance and cupped his hands, a blue energy orb glowing as he pulled his arms back and thrust the forward with a mighty cry of “HAIDOKEN !!!!”. Gosan’s eyes widened as he thought that he had just performed the Kamehameha and stood there petrified. The ball of energy slammed into the stomach of the hybrid and detonated on impact, knocking Gosan backwards as he stumbled to stand straight. Ryu lowered his cupped hands with a smirk “You see that technique? That is a simple fireball attack I have mastered after being taught by own master” he said as he went back to his fighting stance. Gosan grinned as he held his position and cupped his hands as well “That is some technique but nothing outclasses this, watch closely.” Gosan said as he charged up the energy up, making a significantly bigger ball of energy. “KAMEHAMEHA !!!!” he cried as eh let the ball rip off his ands and form into a wave of energy. Ryu grasped onto the hurling energy, his body slowly dragging along the arena floor from the power and speed of the attack. Gosan let out a mighty roar that amplified the attack even more and this overwhelmed his opponent who got knocked back off and landed out of the ring with a loud thud. The crowed cheered as the fallen opponent rose to his feet with the help of Gosan. and handed over his feather “You deserve this”. Gosan picked the feather up with his left hand and pocketed it, grinning. “Thank you Ryu, I must be going now” Gosan said as he blasted off.
Runaway Thief & Bulma's Solution
As Gosan touched the golden feather with his other hand it had translocated himself back into his capsule with the other seven feathers alike. As he flew at a high distance enough to get overview of the crime stricken city below him as he circled the metropolitan area scanning it with much effort to spot anything that could lead him to another feather. He then heard a bellowing voice of an old woman crying out that someone had stole her precious golden feather and was now speeding away from sight. Gosan saw her point to his left so he flew off in that direct to see if there as anyone was running away hurriedly, which was hard to tell since about almost all of the people of the streets were running to grasp a golden feather to sell in order to have a chance of having the idea luxuries of being a rich person. Gosan scanned closely as he drifted at a slightly lower altitude to get a better clearing on which person among so many similar looking men he should be looking for. Deciding that he could not find a solution to this Gosan headed off towards Capsule Corp and entered by a open window into the room of a working Bulma Briefs, she sighted him and had mistaken him for Gohan but quickly Gosan told him of his brief past and his purpose here now. Bulma told the hybrid that she was also aware of the golden feather epidemic having received the same news broadcast herself. Gosan asked if she could find something that could enable him to find the feathers more quickly, Bulma thought for a little while then had an idea. She picked up a feather she had found herself and explained that the dragon radar worked by making a machine able to recognize the energy and physical properties of the thing that needs to be located, this can be done with the feathers as waist with the dragonballs as they both share the same yet a different type of varying properties. Gosan thanked her and was told to come back after a couple of hours until the golden feather radar was to be made. Gosan thanked her gratefully before blasting out the window out into the city once again to rid of some mischief to waste time. Very confidently and coincidental, a man was running and pushing past him clutching a golden feather by it’s tail. Gosan not wanting to arouse attention like a situation like this sprinted after him, trying not to let his supernatural speed overwhelm him. With a big leap he dropped in front of the run away thief and punched him squarely in the jaw, knocking him off his feet and quickly sprawling to run in the opposite direction. With a fast reflex Gosan tripped him over with a leg sweep before snatching the golden feather out of his hand. “Do not steal, it si a crime” he said before disappearing.
News Broadcast
Gosan, having spent his time when he wasn’t training in his luxurious time machine in its meditation room deep in meditation to train his mind when he did not wish to train his body. A distress call then went across his earthen transmitter, Gosan’s eyes widening in surprise at this as he walked towards the central control panel and switched on the television system. The Saiyan haven’t even noticed he had such a thing installed on his time machine. He took a step back as a blank screen appeared for a couple of seconds then it transmitted towards a news station, a stiffened blonde female news reporter sat there calling out a worldwide message to the protectors of Earth. Gosan looked at the screen in curiosity, giving his full attention to it. “We now have breaking worldwide news to the Earth’s protectors, a magnificent sight has been seen in the direction of the sun, a mythical golden bird has awakened from the southern isles having slept for many years without notice within the deep cave that buried it deep into the surface of the Planet. It has been proclaimed that the bird, let alone its magnificence is extremely weak due to its confrontation with the sun. This has caused a few of its feather’s to fall off with every flap of its wings. This golden bird has no name; being the only one of its kind to rise up having being extinct many millennia ago. We can only refer to it from its description best described as the Golden Phoenix. This has sparked a gold rush for the feathers that have fallen off, these being completely priceless and delicate. The King of the World has urged all citizens to not collect them for their own personal profit but put them in an area where the bird can regather them. If it continues to flap its wings and not know where to gather its feathers once more, then it may slowly die and put a permanent curse upon the planet that would soon lead to the destruction of it by the means of its end. This has been gathered from ancient artefacts in the cave where the Gold Phoenix emerged written in the most ancient of languages. So far we have been told that the general public do not care of the King’s words as they continue to scavenge the feathers to sell them to gain fortune. From this sparking epidemic, crime has with a doubt been raised to extremities where is constant murders, robberies and other dangerous actions been taken into place in desperation to have the golden feathers as their own. The King of the World had just announced in a distress call to the strongest of fighters to stop this uproar of unnecessary disorder of the community and to save the Earth from total annulation. He wishes for anyone to help out in the cleavage to meet him at the mayor’s office in Central City in due time”
Golden Cyclone
As if right on cue, a golden feather fell through the hole at the top of the time machine. Gosan shot up to grasp it gently. It was totally magnificent with its beauty; Gosan stroked ti several times before placing it into a capsule for safekeeping. He switched on the automatic capsule system to identify the golden feather. Now every time he touched one, it would automatically be put into the same capsule upon will. Conveniently to test this out, another golden feather was just outside Gosan’s time machine. The Saiyan happily strode to it and placed his hand on it. With a slight glow of white around the feather and his fingers, the feather disappeared, its presence being made as a minuscule added on weight to the capsule with the other feather he had collected earlier. Gosan wondered with his eyes set in the skies on how he was supposed to collect all the feathers that have fallen across the entire world before the all golden bird’s feathers have fallen off. Pushing the thought aside he blasted off into a high altitude to get a good view of the things below him, just in case a golden feather happened to be drifting randomly around from the Phoenix. Feeling the gentle breeze through him as he picked up his place he spotted something glittering upon the distance. Giving himself a speed boost with his ki Gosan raced towards the glitter. The small speck of blinding light soon came to be clear to be another one of the golden feathers. Gosan grinned at having another lucky find, however he was stopped in his tracks as he neared it. The feather began to spin furiously, creating a transparent yet still light glow of golden bright light that soon turned into a cyclone. Gosan quickly retreated in the air as he braced himself, he had no idea of a logical way to get the feather in its current condition but there was only one way to get it, it was simple but would it be effective? The hybrid then flew forward, ignoring the feeling of regret as he entered the heart of the cyclone. Instantaneously the Saiyan could feel his outer clothing flapping against himself furiously as the wind began to pick up to speeding pace. Gosan caught sight of a golden flickering every second, this assumed to be the feather itself. Resisting against the gusting winds of the cyclone, Gosan gradually floated forward, his right hand outstretched getting closer to the shimmering golden light. He just had to touch it and then it will be over, the feather must have been very magical if I could summon something like this. He then felt something soft brush against the outer skin of his finger and at that very instant the cyclone disappeared for sense, leaving Gosan standing there having collected his third feather, but consequently the capsule slipped out of pocket and splashed into the sea below, Gosan diving in after it quickly.
Underwater Search
Deep within the drifty surface of the pool of water below the Saiyan being the big blue sea, the capsule holding up three golden feathers sank quickly to the depths of darkness of the ocean. Gosan put up a ki barrier around himself, resembling much like a transparent coating of energy. With this Gosan would be able to breathe in water as if normally in air, a vital way to survive here long enough to retrieve the capsule and resume the gathering of the golden feathers. The hybrid swam diagonally downwards as he slowly lost sight of the white object. Putting out some ki from his feet, he boosted his speed significantly as he raced downwards like a bullet. It was now getting ever so dark so he amplified his barrier around him to produce more light so he could see where he was going and most importantly where the capsule was. Looking around the darkness for a couple of seconds before his surroundings lit up, he sensed a little movement to his right and swam off in that very direction, his hands grasping randomly in case the capsule came is way conveniently. He searched around, following the faint sense of movement for several minutes before he took sight of the white object. When he saw it Gosan swam at it furiously, pushing his body hand and ignoring the pain he was feeling. Feeling the small round metal object around his hands, Gosan put it into his other pocket, the one with a zipper on it to ensue that this would not happen again. The Saiyan swam upwards be he found the pain he was feeling now unbearable, his overexertion while swimming made his body ache painfully as the hybrid landed on the sea floor. This gave Gosan an idea that wouldn’t use too much physical work. Gosan swam a little up from the seabed and then bright his two hands forward. Internally Gosan was channelling his spiritual energy towards the palms of his hands, which Gosan soon balled up into fists. Gosan closed his eyes and focused his effort and energy towards the powering up of his attack, a light pitching nookie ringing in his ears softly as the energy in his clenched hands began to glow transparently white. He outstretched his arms to summon more energy and to prepare for the final phase of his attack; the riming grew to a higher pitch. Gosan’s fists began to heat up steadily and harden as the energy continued to travel down towards them. He then felt a slight jerk; it was his body’s signal to go. With a wild cry to spike his power up, Gosan slammed his fists together abruptly with a resounding bang from the impact. A great mass of energetic proportions was sprouted out from the fists, merging together as one to increase the size and power overall. The wave of energy slammed hard against the sea floor, Gosan was pushed upwards towards the surface from impact.
Cause of Crime
With a blast Gosan shot out into the open skies as the water sprouted in all directions in a wide radius. The Saiyan shook the water on his clothing quickly, with the aid of his ki which he used as a heating system. He simply powered up to produce high amounts of heat to make himself as dry as before in a matter of seconds. After having retrieved his capsule from the harsh seas, Gosan headed off to the nearest city. He was certain that certain people who have found their own golden feather would be trying to sell them to the rich for money. He touched down atop of one of the taller buildings to get a good look at the overall bird’s eye view of the metropolis. He then heard a scream, a plea to be more precise. Looking back he saw a man covered in black clothing, in order to hide his identity. He was chasing a young woman; she was clutching something in her hand. Most probably it was another golden feather, there has been wide spread chaos with the falling everywhere after all. Gosan turned around just as the young lady was about to fall off the edge in an effort to escape the robber. The thief pulled her back and grabbed her body tightly, trying to extract the feather from her closed fist. The Saiyan panicked for a little big before approaching the two with caution. With a quick boost of his speed, Gosan teleported in front of the two facing the thief directly. The expressions of the woman were of shock and so was the robber he hoped. The hybrid struck the man under the chin, suppressing his power as much as he can so he wouldn’t knock his head completely off. The black clothed man when flying and when crashing down on the other side of the top the building. Gosan silently picked up the woman on his back, quickly touching the golden feather so it went stored in his capsule. “What are you doing? Are you kidnapping me? You stole my golden feather you thief and I thought you were nice by saving me!” the woman cried as she began struggling around as Gosan flew. “I’m sorry but the feather is not yours, I’m here to collect them before things get more chaotic than it is now” Gosan replied hoarsely. Gosan stepped down to the floor as the woman released her grip, she did not buy his answer “You are a liar, you are just like the rest of us. Collecting the golden feathers for profit” she said coldly Gosan sighed and then turned his back to her. “Believe what you want, I’m still going to collect the feathers whether you like it or not. Crime has gone up a lot because of this epidemic. My goal is to bring peace her back again as it was before” Gosan said finally before blasting off and disappearing, hidden behind the clouds above.
Hybrid vs. Ten Humans
Gosan took refuge in the skies for the time being, watching the miniature cross-sections of the citizens and they went on with their not so daily lives. He could see people running around, being chased, and common crimes being committed. All because of an abundance of golden feather off a mythical bird that is told to be priceless. The Saiyan could not watch the events happening, he had to put a stop of this. Landing atop of another high building, Gosan took the normal way down to the ground, by the use of the lift. As he exited the building, a gang eleven people suddenly surrounded him. He noticed that had identical clothing to the thief he met earlier, he must have called for reinforcements for revenge. The assumed leader of the group stepped forward and eyed Gosan with his visible eyes whilst the rest of his body was covered in black. “Do you remember stealing this punk?” he said questioningly as the extracted another golden feather from his pocket, Gosan just nodded silently. He knew either way if he told the truth or not, the outcome will still be the same. The leader thief then pointed his finger threateningly at Gosan “Hand it over like a good citizen and we will leave you alone, flying freak” he said with a deadly and cold voice. Gosan just smiled and replied while he shook his head in pity and disappointment, “No” he said simply. The group of robbers then closed in on Gosan further, with the leader yelling out in command “GET HIM !!!!!” The nearest thief leaped at Gosan with a cry, the Saiyan slipped around him by sliding to the right, bringing his knee up and sent him flying backwards, knocking over four of the others who was unfortunately in his path. The other four charged at him from all sides hoping to lock him in. Gosan at the last second boosted his speed so he would leave an after image of himself while he was behind them watching with amusement as the four smashed into each other, holding their heads in pain as the recoiled. Gosan then saw a golden phoenix feather coming down from the skies, swirly randomly in multiple directions. The black clothed men all made a jump to grasp it but it was too high above them. Gosan quickly leaped up into the air and touched it, enabling it to be put safely in his capsule in his zipped up pocket. Dropping back down to see the reactions of the robbers, the nine commanded to attack him charged at him once again, the ones he had knock back fully recovered. Gosan quickly duck a jump kick from the first person to oppose him. Gosan got him with his uppercut under the chin and sent him skyward, hitting a building wall with a thump. As he began to slide down to the ground floor, Gosan dashed to him and tossed to the feet of his teammates.
Leader of the Pack
The rest of the robbers scurried away in fear that the same downfall will happen to them for sure if they faced Gosan. The Saiyan smirked as they ran off; he sighed and then created ten energy rings that soon attached to their corresponding human robber. Using his mental abilities and his hand motions, Gosan pinned them to a nearby building. Gosan put his directing hand down; he now faced the one remaining. The leader of the pack itself, the one that had the golden feather, now stuck on his black uniform as a logo. The lines around his eyes tightened around as Gosan stepped forward. “I see you have disposed of my followers with easer, but let me tell you. I am nowhere near as weak as them, I am the master thief of them all” he said before charging up to Gosan with a cry. The Saiyan shook his head in pity before dodging it with ease by bending his head to the side, he thought he may as well test his own speed at dodge while as a small training exercise as he has an opportunity. The leg of his opponent then swung at his stomach, Gosan with a reflex action, took a quick side step backwards. The leader of the gang of robbers got frustrated by of course and started to throw a fast combination of kick and punch assaults. Gosan used his speed and reflexes to slip around them all with much skill and control. The Saiyan had enough of this evading exercise and countered back when the gang leader swung his leg at him once again after several attempts. Gosan dodged the attack by the use of his supreme speed and grasped hold of the leg, spinning him around for a couple of revolutions. He leg him flow out and crash on the floor, sliding against it with the excess energy Gosan put in the throw. The robber stumbled to his feet, his teeth gritted in great anger and frustration. From the back sleuth that had blended in with his clothing, he extracted a long Samaria sword and charged with it held up with his two hands high above his head ready for the kill. As it neared his head Gosan clasped his two hand on either side of the metal and held it still. The sword wielder began to shake as he struggled to force the sword downwards; his eyes closed and squinted in quiet fury from deep within. Gosan smiled at his troubles and so he began to charge up energy in his palms, heating it up considerablely so it glowed with a bright white light. Gradually, Gosan pushed the heated energy towards the handle so the user would feel the heat. Gosan waited patiently until the heat was so intense that smoke issued out of he sword. With a yelp the leader let go of it, Gossan thrust it upwards and destroyed it simply with a heated hand shot ki blast.
The Officer & Martial Artist
The robber looked at his valued sword as it was destroyed beyond imagination. Ending this futile fight quickly, Gosan punched the human in the sensitive spot and knocked him out. As he lay there unconscious, the Saiyan touched the feather to be extracted to his capsule with its identical. Searching the man’s clothing, Gosan had extracted another feather he had hidden in his white shirt pocket hidden in his black mysterious clothing. Gosan stood and turned around to see the general police shoving the ki ringed followers of the feather thieves into the police vans. One particular officer with a special badge on him unlike the others “I am one of the King’s officers, we have been tracking your actions Gosan” he officer said informatively “We greatly appreciate for you hard work, the King will be happy to pay you five thousand zeni for each golden feather you find and give him. I assure you he will keep it away for preying hands. So how many feathers have you got already?” he asked with curiosity in a casual tone, further the information was passed. “Only six so far sir” Gosan replied with a slight frown at his lack of feathers. “I’m working on it though, they are hard to find amongst everything”. The officer laughed and patted him on the back “Not to worry young lad, you got yourself thirty thousand already in you pocket when you give them feathers to the King” he said happily, “Well good luck chap, we’re counting on you as well as others. So keep it up and you’ll be rewarded”. The officer gave a salute to Gosan, the hybrid doing the same in return as in respect and courtesy of their ranks. Gosan went with the search for more golden feathers by taking a walk around the streets of the busy and corrupted city. He then reached a fighting arena that was crowded with excited people, a very well built martial artist wearing a white gi, a red bandanna and a black belt barefoot stood in the centre of the arena, holding up the largest of the golden feathers that Gosan had collected. “I issue you a challenge, a worthy opponent who can surpass me in martial arts deserves this priceless golden feather you see before you. Do I have any challengers” his voice boomed so all can hear his announcement. Gosan smiled, this was just another opportunity to fight and get another golden feather for his collection, five thousand zeni for him. Gosan stepped up to the arena with a confident face. “I accept your challenge” Gosan called as he approached the martial artist. He looked at Gosan and studied him, a faint smile across his face by his opponent. “You have a strong build challenger, you will prove to be a challenge” he said. The two fighters backed off each other, going to their opposite ends of the ring. Both took their traditional fighting stance that seemed to look similar in style.
Street Fighter Martial Artist Ryu
“I think a formal introduction would fit before we start” the martial artist said “My name is Ryu, a master of marital arts. I have unfolded the secrets of the spiritual energy known as ‘chi’ a physical force. I daresay I can feel the force within you as you face me”. Gosan cocked both shi eyebrows up in surprise, he never thought there would be anyone who could master the art of producing energy like that besides the humans from the Z Warriors. “I can do that too, I have never had a chance to fight someone like you before, I am most curious to see what you can do” Gosan replied, Ryu smiled and bowed quickly as Gosan did the same in respect. Both going back to their fighting stances, there was a brief moment of silence before both fighters dashed at each other as fast as their legs could enable them. The exchanged a flurry of punches in engagement before dropping down on opposite sides. Gosan quickly leaped up in the air, pulling his leg back to swing a spin kick to Ryu’s face, the white gi wearing warrior crossed his arms to block the assault and then brought his knee to Gosan’s chest, it didn’t hurt much but it was enough to send the Saiyan flying back and landing was a slight stumbling. Ryu then took a stance and cupped his hands, a blue energy orb glowing as he pulled his arms back and thrust the forward with a mighty cry of “HAIDOKEN !!!!”. Gosan’s eyes widened as he thought that he had just performed the Kamehameha and stood there petrified. The ball of energy slammed into the stomach of the hybrid and detonated on impact, knocking Gosan backwards as he stumbled to stand straight. Ryu lowered his cupped hands with a smirk “You see that technique? That is a simple fireball attack I have mastered after being taught by own master” he said as he went back to his fighting stance. Gosan grinned as he held his position and cupped his hands as well “That is some technique but nothing outclasses this, watch closely.” Gosan said as he charged up the energy up, making a significantly bigger ball of energy. “KAMEHAMEHA !!!!” he cried as eh let the ball rip off his ands and form into a wave of energy. Ryu grasped onto the hurling energy, his body slowly dragging along the arena floor from the power and speed of the attack. Gosan let out a mighty roar that amplified the attack even more and this overwhelmed his opponent who got knocked back off and landed out of the ring with a loud thud. The crowed cheered as the fallen opponent rose to his feet with the help of Gosan. and handed over his feather “You deserve this”. Gosan picked the feather up with his left hand and pocketed it, grinning. “Thank you Ryu, I must be going now” Gosan said as he blasted off.
Runaway Thief & Bulma's Solution
As Gosan touched the golden feather with his other hand it had translocated himself back into his capsule with the other seven feathers alike. As he flew at a high distance enough to get overview of the crime stricken city below him as he circled the metropolitan area scanning it with much effort to spot anything that could lead him to another feather. He then heard a bellowing voice of an old woman crying out that someone had stole her precious golden feather and was now speeding away from sight. Gosan saw her point to his left so he flew off in that direct to see if there as anyone was running away hurriedly, which was hard to tell since about almost all of the people of the streets were running to grasp a golden feather to sell in order to have a chance of having the idea luxuries of being a rich person. Gosan scanned closely as he drifted at a slightly lower altitude to get a better clearing on which person among so many similar looking men he should be looking for. Deciding that he could not find a solution to this Gosan headed off towards Capsule Corp and entered by a open window into the room of a working Bulma Briefs, she sighted him and had mistaken him for Gohan but quickly Gosan told him of his brief past and his purpose here now. Bulma told the hybrid that she was also aware of the golden feather epidemic having received the same news broadcast herself. Gosan asked if she could find something that could enable him to find the feathers more quickly, Bulma thought for a little while then had an idea. She picked up a feather she had found herself and explained that the dragon radar worked by making a machine able to recognize the energy and physical properties of the thing that needs to be located, this can be done with the feathers as waist with the dragonballs as they both share the same yet a different type of varying properties. Gosan thanked her and was told to come back after a couple of hours until the golden feather radar was to be made. Gosan thanked her gratefully before blasting out the window out into the city once again to rid of some mischief to waste time. Very confidently and coincidental, a man was running and pushing past him clutching a golden feather by it’s tail. Gosan not wanting to arouse attention like a situation like this sprinted after him, trying not to let his supernatural speed overwhelm him. With a big leap he dropped in front of the run away thief and punched him squarely in the jaw, knocking him off his feet and quickly sprawling to run in the opposite direction. With a fast reflex Gosan tripped him over with a leg sweep before snatching the golden feather out of his hand. “Do not steal, it si a crime” he said before disappearing.
