…:Prologue:…

Six hundred years ago, beyond and before the current time, there was a scroll of unimaginable power, withholding 8 elements, and the power of Nature and Time. Every 100 years or so, a person in the Scroll Village is chosen to protect the scroll, and wield it and its powers for the better of the world. The person to be chosen, He must first beat an army under a flock of cranes, then fight for love in the palace of Jade, then save his brothers from a family he never knew he had. But, they were invaded by a small army of 20 Nazis led by a man named Ota Schroeder, who wanted the scroll for his own power and rule the world with an iron fist.
The monks and villagers of the Scroll Village tried their hardest to stop the Nazis, but were murdered in sadistically gruesome fashions. One of the people that survived was a 12-year old boy that hid safely in the temple of the Scroll. The Nazis were able to open the door, only to get blown back by the Protector of the Scroll. The Protector unleashed the wrath of the Scroll upon the Nazis, killing them immediately. Only Ota was able to survive the wrath of the Scroll. Ota and the Protector fought against each other in combat: Man vs. Machinery. Ota proven victorious when he seemingly killed the Protector when Ota shot him off the side of the cliff the two were on. Ota tried his hardest to find the Protector and take the Scroll from his cold dead hands, but to no avail. After many, many days of searching, Ota stood atop of the highest peak, screaming into the sky one word over and over again:

                            MONK

Chapter One: The Chase
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Today, the Scroll village disappeared from the world, and reappeared as a wondrously massive city named Dayre City. But, the side effect of living in the city was that one would lose all of their ki powers until they left. In the subways and streets underground, the rich and retarded masses walked to work from home.

Among the many, was a Cured Saiyan with dark gray hair, black irises, wears a blue wife beater, covered with a sleeveless darker gray jacket, dark gray jeans, and Saiyan-styled boots. The boy’s name was Rez Koran, who was looking throughout the masses with a grin on his face.

Rez: Rush Hour...It’s show time.

After spending a week in the massive city, he was affected by the side effect of living in the area, and lost all his ki power. All he had left were his Elemental Seals that were engraved upon his right arm,  and his Cured Transformations.

Rez strode across the subway station, ‘accidentally’ bumping into people, apologizing to them when they fell to the ground, helping them to their feet and shaking their hand to be friendly. But, little did they know that the rich and retarded masses knew, Rez was able to slip his hand sneakily into their pockets, and steal their wallets, which held thousands upon thousands of zeni, and stash it inside his book bag. Rez went up the escalator (while pick pocketing more rich retards) and walked towards a nearby train, but he accidentally bumped into a policeman. The policeman, thinking that he was a pickpocket (though he is), grabbed him by the arm, and handcuffed their arms together.

Policeman: You picked the wrong pocket to pick!

Thomas wanted none of that, and grabbed the policeman’s arm. He kicked the policeman in the chest, sending him flying into a water fountain fifty feet away, breaking the handcuff chains. Rez grabbed around the handcuff and pulled it off of him effortlessly, breaking the lock to pieces.

Rez: Well, I still have my strength.

Rez ran off through the subway, the policeman who was kicked into the fountain from great distances, got his pocket radio out.
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Com-link: Look out for a 16-year old boy.  Muscular build, 5’11’’, wears a blue shirt with a dark gray jacket.

Two policeman near an antique store ran away from it, and headed inside the subway tunnels. A man in a dark red trench coat and black gauntlets looked from his newspaper which had the title ‘Unidentified Asian Man Saves 3 Children from House Fire’. The man was Asian, and had really short black hair. The Asian Man looked left and right. There were Gestapo-like agents with black glasses on them wielding energy guns in their holsters. The Asian Man dropped the newspaper on the ground, grabbed tightly the tan book bag that was around his shoulder, and sped away towards the Subway with the agents. He leaped over the railing, landing 30 feet onto the ground unscathed, and sped deep inside with the agents hot on his trail.

The Asian Man leaped over many rich and retarded pedestrians with ease and grace, making it seem like he was flying through the air when he wasn’t, while the agents were ramming into people left and right trying to chase after the Asian Man.. He leaped gracefully over an entrance post, while they crashed into it.  The Agents, dazed, sped off towards the Asian Man once again. The Asian man dashed a few hundred meters before being blocked by a shadow chased by…
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Cops were chasing Rez across the Subway for hundreds of meters.  Rez dove under a few benches and slid through them to lose the trail of a couple of policemen, but they were still going after him. Rez suddenly turned around and aimed a kick at one of their faces, sending any nearby policeman flying backwards 100 feet back. Rez still ran even as the cops were chasing after him once again.

Rez: Dammit! Why won’t these bastards lay off!

Rez dashed a few hundred meters before running into an Asian Man being chased by Gestapo-like agents. Rez and the Asian Man got back to back, and got into a readied battle stance. Little did they know, one of the Agents accidentally knocked a ten-year-old black girl off the subway floor onto the rails, her foot getting stuck underneath one of them.

Girl: AHHH!! Help me!!

The Agents and the police ran off from the screams, not wanting to be responsible for assault, and possible murder. Rez and the Asian Man leapt off the floor and landed next to the girl atop of the railing. Rez kneeled next to the monk, and sensed that an air train was coming, and fast.

Asian Man: Pull her out on my ready.

Rez looked over at his stash of several hundreds of thousands of zeni in his book bag, and looked back at the girl. Rez slapped his forehead in frustration before turning to the Asian Man.

Rez: Okay.

The air train was coming closer. Rez felt the rumble of the air waves the metal caterpillar made on the metal railing and ground. Rez saw in shock as he saw the Asian Man pull the metal rail upward without touching it or using any ki at all.

Asian Man: NOW!!
Rez: Grr…

Rez pulled the girl free from the rail, and threw her onto the subway platform. The air train passed along the railing that the two were on. As its passing was gone, the two were nowhere to  be found, no blood, brains, guts, nor bone was on the railing floor. All that was there was a bag of hundreds of thousands of zeni next to the platform wall…
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Rez: I can’t believe you, man!

Rez and the Asian Man were walking on a desolate and closed off station in the subway. Rez was more pissed than he would’ve even been in his entire life, angered by the loss of so much dough.

Rez: Thanks to you and your rescue, I lost a fortune!
Asian Man: You’ve helped save a human life. That’s fortune enough, isn’t it?
Rez: I don’t know about you, man, but not for me. But, how did you do that out there?
Asian Man: Years of practice.
Rez (thinking while looking at the Asian Man’s tan book bag): This guy must have loads of dough on him!
Rez: Well, man, I best be on my way. Maybe one day we’ll see each other again.

Rez gave the Asian Man a hug, but stealthily (without the Asian Man knowing or seeing,) took an cylindrical object out of the man’s tan book bag, turned with out the Asian Man seeing what was in his hand, and walked away. He gave the Asian Man a thumbs-up with one hand while he stealthily stashed the cylindrical object in the inside pocket of his jacket with the other.

Rez: Catch you later!

Rez walked away, disappearing from sight. The Asian man walked away from the sight. He checked his tan book bag, noticing that it was open. He searched inside it for a few seconds, before showing a sign of shock on his face.

Little did Rez know, the object that he stole was none other than the Scroll of the Ultimate.
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Rez walked along the abandoned subway station, whistling a cheery tune. He turned a left and walked next to walls that had several spray painted images on it. He didn’t notice that they belonged to a gang, and that he was on a gang’s territory, he didn’t sense the gang member that was creeping behind him, a metal pipe in the gang member’s hands. Rez walked for a few moments before hearing a voice.

??? (Whispered): Hey!

Rez heard the voice and turned around. He felt the metal pipe hit his face. He fell to the ground, unconscious.

Then everything went dark…

OOC:

Word Count: 1622

This is the First Chapter to my new story. Hope you like it!

Accepted?  

--Last edited by Lorezno on 2007-09-07 03:38:32 --

Apoligies for the DP, but it's been two days...

OCC: dude pm them or fast massage!

OOC: Okay.

OOC: Akerthepted.

Chapter Two: Street Fight
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Rez suddenly began to regain his consciousness, and noticed that he was being dragged along the ground by the gangster who hit him with the metal pipe. After about a few seconds, he was let go, and dropped on the ground. Rez got up onto his two feet and looked around, eyes widening by each passing second. There were several gangsters standing atop of giant metal crates, some sitting on the railing, and others leaning next to the walls and pillars that surrounded the area.

Rez (thoughts): What the hell…

One of them, who had a spike black Mohawk stepped forward. His chest was bare, revealing several tattoos upon him. He was wearing pajama pants and black boots along with it. One tattoo along his right arm had his name in Verdana: Mr. Funktastic. He seemed British in a way.

Gangster #1: Hey, boss, we got another one that was on our turf!
Mr. Funktastic: Funktastic’s the name. Profit’s the game. Do you know what my policy is on crime in the city?...ZERO TOLERANCE. Now, for you to walk out of here alive and well, you have to pay something profitable.
Rez: Wait...so I have to pay you for the right to rip people off?

The gangsters began to chatter while Funktastic nodded. Then, one of the gangsters began to speak up.

Gangster #2: That’s right! 60% off the top. That allows you VIP access to Funktastic’s crib, chow with his greasy spoons, and protection by Mr. Funktastic...and his crew.
Gangster #3: And that’s us.

Rez looked around for a bit, examining the area for a bit, examining the 20 gangsters. He was unable to notice the 16-year-old girl that was hidden by the gangsters.

Rez: Well, now...that sound enticing. But if this is your example of a crew, then I’ll take my chances at Motel 6.

There were several shouts of laughter, ‘Ouch’, and ‘BURN!!’ shooting throughout the territorial grounds. One of them even said ‘That’s good’ before wiping a tear from his eye.

Rez: But, I wan tot give you this, as a sign of my good graces.

Rez ruffled through his jacket, and pulled out the Scroll of the Ultimate.  He, not knowing it contained Ultimate power, threw it to Funktastic with a grin on his face. Funktastic caught it out of midair and examined it for a second, before glaring at Rez.

Funktastic: Do you think this is a joke?

Funktastic threw the Scroll of the Ultimate aside. It rolled for several meters before coming to a stop. The Asian Man, who was hiding behind a few pillars away from the scene, picked it up. Funktastic walked towards Rez.

Funktastic: You’ve got big orchestrates, mate. To bad I have to cut them off.
Rez: What?
Gangster #4: You’re balls. (motioning with his switchblade) He’s going to cut off your balls!
Rez: Whoa…

A gangster threw a sledgehammer with a long holding bar with it, making it a hammer-staff. Funktastc caught it in mid-air, and hit Rez with it in the stomach, sending him several feet backwards. The gangsters leaped off their posts, and grabbed at Rez, holding him still to a point where not even Rez can ever get out of this. Funktastic began to walk towards him, then suddenly, time seemed to stop. Suddenly, he saw Funktastic stone still in mid-step. Rez looked around, and noticed the stopped pressure that the gangster were putting in the pin on him. He couldn’t move, but he had time to formulate a plan. Suddenly, a large black disc formed on the ground, which grew larger and larger. A smoke black-skinned demon came out of the ground, he had wild black hair, but also strangely wore the same suit that Rez wore, only black and had no sleeves. The demon was none other than Rez’s dark side: D-Rez. D-Rez  walked up to Rez, with a grin on his face.

D-Rez: Well, now, last I checked, you’re the strongest. I guess without me, you’re nothing more than a shell. Let me see if I can help you out.

D-Rez touched Rez’s heart. His body began to meld onto that of Rez, and began to sink itself inside of Rez. After a few seconds, or in this case, hardly even a nanosecond,  D-Rez was fully inside of Rez’s body.

Suddenly, time started back once more. Rez suddenly let out a burst of energy, blowing back the gangsters away. Funktastic stopped in his tracks, and stared in shock at Rez. Rez’s head looked down. Suddenly, a dark aura began to form around Rez. It slowly began to consume Rez. Rez’s eyes began to turn inside his head, and his eyes began to turn black completely.

Rez: RRAAHH!!!

Rez let off a huge burst of energy, His hair turned from dark gray to black, and also becoming wild. His suit turned black, suit’s sleeves exploded due to the power, showing his muscular biceps and triceps. Black gauntlets appeared where the sleeves once were. His skin was turning from tan to smoky-black. His had become D-Rez. Funktastic shook off his fear and swung his sledgehammer at D-Rez, but the hammer broke off, leaving nothing but the pole. D-Rez back flipped backwards a few feet before landing on his feet. He noticed a long, metal pole from a rail roll to his feet from behind him. The 16-year-old girl once again hid behind the pillar next to him, keeping herself from sight. Rez picked it up off the ground, and got into a combative position. But, D-Rez decided to do something classy. He stood still, and put his left arm behind him, and began to twirl the metal pole around, before getting once more in a ready position, He brought his hand from behind him and got into the perfect Bo-staff combative position. Mr. Funktastic motioned for D-Rez to go first. D-Rez gave him the finger, taunting him. D-Rez got up out of the Bo-staff position and began to twirl it around him again. He side-flipped it in the air, and swung it at one of the nearby gangsters, stopping it mere inches from his face. He spun away from the gangster, and back flipped towards another gangster while spinning the Bo staff, and swung it at the other one, which stopped inches away from the gangster, scaring him. Rez pulled the metal pole towards him, getting into another Bo-staff position. He winked at Mr. Funktastic, having a grin on his face. Mr. Funktastic charged at D-Rez and began to swing the metal pole at  him several times, but he easily blocked the incoming pole strikes.

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The Asian Man was watching what was going on unnoticed. He saw Rez transform into his Darker self, and he saw him battle Mr. Funktastic. The Asian Man noticed something above them, and saw several construction cranes above them.

He will defeat an army, while a flock of cranes circled above…

Asian Man: That’s impossible, and besides...he’s going to lose.

The Asian Man began to walk away, but he had a feeling of attraction at the battle. He turned around and sat down where he was, watching the battle.
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The battle began to intensify as now D-Rez was now on the offensive, bringing Mr. Funktastic to bay. D-Rez tapped him a couple of time son the shoulder with the pole, bruising Mr. Funktastic’s shoulder badly. D-Rez got back into a combative position. Mr. Funktastic went back on the offensive, but D-Rez spun the pole around Mr. Mr. Funktastic shins, tripping him onto his ass. D-Rez had the metal pole at his throat, pinning Mr. Funktastic and signaling the gang  boss’ defeat. Suddenly, the darkness faded off of him, and D-Rez returned to his normal mode: Rez. He had no clue what was going on, and dropped the metal pole, and backed away a few feet. Mr. Funktastic and the gangsters immediately got up off the ground, and began to walk towards Rez with murderous intent. Suddenly, the 16-year-old teenage girl walked out of the shadows towards Mr. Funktastic, and wrapped her arms around his arm.

Girl: C’mon, lets stop this. I grow tired beating on this loser.
Mr. Funktastic: You’re lucky, you little punk. It looks like my little tart’s come for some of my ‘Funktastic‘ love. Now, if I see you on my turf again, I’ll cut of your goods off and turn them into a shish-kabob. Now, piss off!

Mr. Funktastic, the Girl, and the gangsters walked away, and walked deeper into the subway station. One of the gangsters stopped and threw his knife at Rez, but he caught it in mid-air, and transformed to his Purifier form, breaking the ground underneath him, scaring the hell out of the gangster, who was running along with the others. Rez returned to his normal form, and walked away out of the Subway, into the dark streets.
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The Asian Man watched the result of the battle, and was surprised that Rez won, but only because a girl convinced them to leave him be.

Asian Man: He’s got potential.

The Asian Man walked away from the area, going into a different exit, and walking through t5he dark streets, enjoying the nighttime.

OOC:

Word Count: 1603
PL Count: 903
..:Removing Supercharge:..
Ante Form - A person who's heart contains a demonic spirit is able to access this form. Doubles ki adn strength and reduces damage taken by 50%. Can only be used when the user has no choice but to use it. Compatible with any transformation.  

--Last edited by Lorezno on 2007-09-03 23:49:36 --

It's been many, many moons...accepted?

5 days :P

'ccepted