Abandoned!?!

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Time passed for young Famish after the incident in the park with the lady and her dog. When he finally finished up there though he headed home pretty late only to find his mother standing at the front of the apartment with a frown on her face still wearing her business attire. "Where have you been?"

"I just got home from school," he lied. He had forgotten an important item though when he left there and that was his backpack. Something that Lavish noticed immediately and indicated by patting his back.

"Where's the bag I gave you? You didn't go to school and finish your day there did you son?"

Famish shook his head no. "I sure did go to school mom..."

Lavish in response slapped her son across the right cheek and shouted, "Do you want to end up like your father? If that's the case why don't you go living off on your own and see how I care! I'm tired of trying to raise you only for you to end up like this." She pointed to the front street and Ish let out a low growl before running out into the road.

"Mother you're going to regret abandoning me! One day those Saiyans or something worse is going to get you! I know they're going to return!" He fled the scene with tears in his eyes and did not stop running until he reached the edge of the city. His feet grinding to a halt and he looked around to realize he had used his full power yet again to flee. His energy was useless and pointless. He thought this as he wiped hihs brow and noted he neither got to use it publicly often or nobody wanted him to use it.

"Why am I a Half Saiyan!" he cried at the top of his lungs while raising his head towards the lit up purple sky. He lowered his head and sat down on the concrete's edge to think it over. "Saiyans are strong... Generally evil... Mother is a testament to their evil... I'm one... Did father want me to act like him? If so, maybe I... Maybe I should just get a woman, kidnap her, and continue the Saiyan race. If that works out perhaps-um I can be a mercenary. I can kill. I've never known anyone to stop my powers before."

He rose to his feet and within moments say a beautiful woman with two pink pigtails walking home in a white skirt and matching heels. It appeared she worked at one of the small restaurant chains nearby based on grease he could smell coming off her and the small, golden name tag on her breast that read, "Lilac". "Perfect," he sneered then in a rush of energy, invisible to the naked eye, he grabbed her off the main street they were on and ran her around to a dark alley. Once he got there he slammed her body into the wall.

"Wha-What's going on!" she cried in fear. She realized her kidnapper was someone impossible to escape from in her tiny human mind.

"Hello, Lilac..." Famish stated, "I'm a Saiyan by the name of Famish. I'm sure you've heard of us, right?"

Lilac spit in his face a second later. It was the exact reaction he wanted. "We're almost kind of dead thanks to that stupid war we caused, but whatever. It's really all part of a bigger master plan you know. We cut off our tails after being forlorn by our old society and now live here in secret biding our time." He had no idea what he was talking about but it sounded evil so he continued. "I've been watching you... You're hot... So why not give up your day job and-and take a ride with me. I want you to be the mother of my child. I need a strong  warrior to raise, train, and teach to kill."

Lilac laughed at him then kicked him in the leg. Unfortunately, Famish didn't even feel it since he was fully tapped into blocking out his emotions right now. "Not a good sign that'll you'll cooperate, but whatever brat comes from this will surely be... Freaking peeved at the humans like you." He ripped off her name tag to show he was serious pulling her into his chest. If needed to he could snap her neck with the power he exerted for he didn't feel any neligible force of strength coming from her at all. All he needed to be wary of now was passing people. He couldn't get caught in the act otherwise Earth's military forces might learn of his actions eventually and revoke the protection he had thanks to his mother early. At Eighteen, which was sometime next year, he felt the military of Earth might just come to his house and assess his powers to keep his Saiyan energy under control. Right now though he really wanted to release it for his mind focused on only hating one person, his mother and now this girl. His mouth moved over her lips and he kissed her before starting to tug at the clothing on her shoulders. It was time he became a man he thought.

[Miri Armago]

With two bags of groceries in hand, Miri had taken the roundabout way to return to her current living quarters. Often on the move, the girl had yet to claim anywhere as her home. Part of the reason was her desire to continue traveling and a home was of no benefit if she was not around to use it. The second part of her hesitation to commit to anything for an extended period was that no matter where she stayed, no matter how nice or quiet, it just wasn't the same as her island home. This was not to say she regretted her decision to leave and explore, just that she was most definitely prone to feelings being homesick from time to time. The food she held in her hands would help solve that.

Eating had always been something she enjoyed, her extremely active lifestyle allowing her to intake quite a substantial amount of food on a daily basis. In one hand food was fuel for her training and fighting and in the other, it was plain delicious. With said food in hand, paper bag clutched in each, she made her way down the street.

The air was cool and the wind was nonexistent. Humming softly to herself, Miri’s pleasant stroll was interrupted when she heard a woman's voice echoing out from an ally ahead. For starters it was an ally, good things rarely happened down such dark side streets. Coupled with that, the woman sounded distressed even if the words had been jumbled by reverberating off the brick walls. Footsteps carrying her closer she heard the voice of a male join the females, the two most likely involved with another in one way.

Now, she was no hero, had never claimed to be one, yet if something seemed a bit off the girl would not shy away from investigating. In the back of her mind she knew it might be something serious, but she also knew certain...women of the night (regardless of the time of day) worked in such places. Not a fan of these things or looking to stumble across another that might enjoy them, she just could not walk away. On the chance someone was in trouble she would look to help, she wasn't a hero, but nor was she one to leave another stranded. When she stepped around the corner, it was quickly revealed that tiny voice in the back of her head had been right, this was no mutual interaction.

Bags still in her arms as she steps into the alleyway, she does not hesitate to speak up. ”I would recommend ya take your hands off the girl, it is clear she doesn't want your attention.” Although a proficient fighter, Miri never looked for a street fight and even now she was hoping her presence would be enough to just scare the man off. Not taking a step towards them, she remained at the end of the alley. The calm expression on her face might reveal her lack of concern that he might come after her. She didn't want a fight, but would most definitely defend herself if needed.

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Lilac squirmed under Famish's force while he was pressing her against the alley wall. He hardly heard Miri approach though from behind until she told him to take her hands off the woman. At this point, Famish wheeled around and let go of Lilac's body in order to address this new female who had entered the scene. He was quite surprised though to find himself face-to-face with a very fit woman with long, black hair and an unhappy expression. She wore a tank top, suspenders, and some kind of skirt that went from her waist down to her knees along with some tennis shoes and a pair of finger less gloves. He didn't care much for her attire as much as her natural looks.

"Why should I? Do you even realize what I am? I'm a Saiyan you little wench." he stated trying to sound tough and older like his father. "Now, unless you want to take her place. I suggest you leave. We Saiyans or Half Saiyans like myself are hated by human society and misunderstood so why don't you know your place and leave me alone. You'll only find trouble around me. Leave me alone so I can continue with my own, self damaging villainy." He did his best to hold back tears as he thought about his mother with these words who had just kicked him out of the house.

[Miri Armago]

A rather easy going person, Miri didn’t take offense to much. Even when he referred to her as a wench her face remained rather neutral. Control and discipline had been part of her training from day one. To be powerful meant you also had to be responsible. Flying off the handle for a minor insult was not how a warrior should conduct herself or himself. This fellow seemed a bit on edge, the fact he was holding this girl up in an alley not painting a pleasant picture for him from the get go.


Letting out a long sigh she turns to put her bags down, buying a little time as the woman flees. Setting them gently against the wall she makes sure they won’t fall over before returning her full attention to the man standing across from her. His attire was a bit unique, but otherwise he didn’t come off as that different to her. Sure she knew what a Saiyan was and knew that they mixed with humans. On top of that she knew of the recent image the race as a whole had been given, certain events not exactly putting them in the best light. However, she never grouped individuals based on stereotypes, which were just unfair.


“For starters, my name is Miri, not “wench.” In addition, I am well aware of what Saiyans are and I have nothing against them. Recent events were the actions of a certain group, not all that share the genes. Now, I am not sure what it is you had intended here, but I assure you nothing positive comes from acts in a dark alley. Why don’t you just head on home so we can all continue as we were, fair enough?” She was completely willing to let this all go, pursuing the law was not her job. His planned acts might have been devious, but they had never come to class. Move on and forgive she believed, yet she had put down her groceries…just in case.

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Famish now focused on Miri as she set her groceries, down, gave her name to him, and told him she knew what Saiyans were. On top of that, she made sure to indicate she wanted him to go home. Maybe because she knew him to potentially be evil, just like the rest of his kind, maybe not. Yet whatever her reasons for stopping him here he realized in his head, "I'm a Saiyan I should just punch her into the ground. Even if she's strong she can't hardly be at my level." Lilac was now long gone and out of the picture but he had a new playmate to do with as he pleased.

His mother had abandoned him to the streets for whatever reason. He knew it to be because he wanted to tap into his Saiyan abilities far more then she liked. Yet poor Lavish didn't understand him and possibly he didn't understand his own actions. He just knew he had two things he wished to do as a Saiyan fight and for some reason grab the nearest woman and make her his. It had to be those lovely male hormones he now felt coursing through his body, but whatever.

He clenched his fists and stated to her, "I suggest you leave for I'm about take you prisoner Miri. It's only right that I, Famish, follow in my father Hunger's footsteps even though I'm a half Saiyan. I can only assume you're a human by the way you talk and act so I doubt you know what's going on in my head right now; unless, I tell you that my entire home on the moon was destroyed by your kind. How do you think I feel?" His eyes glowed with orange energy and with that he fired two thin lasers from his pupils. He hoped to fry her though knew in this day and age the possibility of instantly killing a human with such tactics had significantly dropped. Everyone had or abused the powers of ki to absurd levels to the point normal human civilians were at the level of old Saiyan elite troops. If she blocked or dodged it he would follow up by chasing her down and kneeing her right in the belly. She deserved to grovel on her feet before him because her actions interrupted his prior plans.

[Miri Armago]

Miri had heard of the actions taken against the Moon as a result of the Saiyan takeover, but details had been hard to come by. Whether it was by design or just the confusion of such an event, she was unsure exactly what had happened up on the Moon. The sphere that circled the planet was a place she had yet to travel too, her entire life spent planet side. Eventually she would leave Earth, looking for more challenges and ways to test her skills. Today was not that day though, a potential threat before her in this very alley so she had no reason to dream of adventures across the stars.

Again Miri was not a violent woman, but it seemed that this day violence had found her. Without much warning that he was going to attack her, this Famish unleashed a blast at her. The slight glow of his eyes was the only sign that energy beams were coming her way. Shooting out from the man’s eyes the bright beams of energy rocketed towards her. Not having the time to move aside, all she was able to do was lift her arms in defense. Detonating against her forearms, the female lets out a hiss of pain as the energy burns away at her skin, leaving her gloves and skin slightly scorched as a result.

As an experienced fighter herself, Miri knew that such an attack rarely came on its own. The key to a successful offense was combinations and working with the momentum you were able to build. Of course knowing he would most likely follow up with another attack did little to change the fact the explosion from his first had hidden his approach. She was only able to react to his strike when it drove into her stomach. Groaning out from the impact, she felt his knee pressing against her tightening abs. Absorbing as much of the blow as she could it was not enough to fully defend against it.

Lifted slightly off her feet by the hit, Miri does her best to bear it, arms moving to wrap around the very leg that had struck her. Having a limited amount of air she grip and spins, attempting to toss the man away from her in order to buy a few seconds that she might use to catch her breath. His first attacks had landed rather easily, but such was the advantage of surprise attacks. Now that she was ready for him, Famish would have a much harder time getting through her defenses. As they stood now, they were rather close in power level, regardless if either could sense it or not.

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Famish felt his knee slam hard into Miri's abdomen after his eye beams torched her forearms. It felt very soft under the pressure of his knee and he thought in the moment, "This is going to-" only to find himself suddenly grappled by the woman and thrown aside. He landed thirty feet from her on his back and struggled to his feet.

"Argh, you damn... WENCH!" he roared.

He was mad. He expected this light weight woman to go down without a fight. Then he intended to leave and find the other woman, but no, she just had to fight back. While she caught her breath and focused on him he said, "You're not the heroine of this story and I'm no hero so stay down when I hit you, otherwise, I may just do more then just beat you up. I'll deflower you like I intended with that other woman." There was no turning back for him now he had crossed the line as a delinquent and become a villain. It didn't matter now since his mother kicked him out of the house, and to him, he felt mentally sure of his position. He would act as the Saiyans of old, not as a Half Saiyan he was, and instill violence and terror upon the planet.

He crackled with orange energy as he raised his power to its full base level then zigzagged to her left side swung both his fists back and cried, "Big Swing!" aiming both his pulsing hands at her rib cage with enough force, he hoped, to snap at least one of her ribs. Usually he aimed such an attack his opponent's stomach, but he had already attacked there before. It was something his foe might expect of him.

[Miri Armago]

Having thrown him away from her, Miri had a moment to catch her breath. One hand rubbed at her stomach while the other clenched into a fist. Unlike her opponent anger and rage did not fuel her actions, but control and discipline. The fist was in anticipation for his next attack. Considering he had attacked that woman and now initiated the combat between them Miri figured he was the aggressive type. Regardless if her throw was unexpected or not this Famish did not seem fazed by it. Rising back to his feet, he went back on his verbal assault. The insults and raised voice didn’t faze the human girl in the least; she had been disrespected before and wasn’t going to lower herself to such a thing in return.

”This is your last chance to step away from this. If you keep attacking me I will have no choice, but to employ my full talent. I do not want anyone to get hurt here.” Of course her words fell on deaf ears. Orange energy crackled around his already large frame, the man rushed towards her. Adapting a zigzag approach he came for her. Unlike the first time she was ready, booted feet slapping the pavement in quick succession as she moves backwards to create distance. Eyes on him she waited for an indication of what his strike might be and when his fists swung back together, she had it.

As he swung to try and land the powerful blow Miri twists and leaps to the side. Clearing his strike with some room to spare, the agile woman plants her right foot against the brick wall of the alley. Shoving hard with her powerful leg she leaps once more as her body twists in the air to turn back about. Now completely airborne, her right fist cocks back as she drops towards him, green swirling energy pulsing around her knuckles as she drops back towards him. Similar to his Big Swing, her Meteor Punch allowed her to deliver a blow with potential devastating effects. Her fist was aimed down towards his head in an attempt to knock him out and end the fight right here, but if he were to move the asphalt that lined the ground was going to suffer.

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Miri made clear on her warning that she was going to defend herself causing Famish only to want to attack more as he swung out his fists to smash her. Unfortunately, despite his best efforts to hit her rib cage, he missed because she stepped back, twisted, and leaped away from him. When she used the wall to her advantage to fly above his head Famish managed to follow her with his eyes. Yet thanks to the fact his arms were distended and his body was still in a striking position he had no way to move fast enough to dodge her punch as she came flying down with her fist extended; not without taking significant damage either way. He was unable to sense ki but the energy flowing around her hand was something that indicated she still had a lot of power left to pummel him with.

Famish took the hit and fell once more into the ground slamming his body into the ground in a prone manner. "OW!" he roared as his nose snapped with a sickening crunch. His mouth inhaled asphalt and tar as he struggled to his feet a second time with drips of blood spewing from his nose.

"I'm-I'm going to-" he stated but then his head drooped and his vision began to blur. His eyes fell upon his hands which collected a massive amount of blood from his nose and as soon as they did he swore he was counting twenty fingers from four sets of hands. "A new technique?" he pondered, "I'm god with four arms!" Little did he know the slightly tap to his noggin was enough to kill him. If Miri wanted to she had the opportunity to strike him now and finish him off. Sending this trouble maker to hell was probably the best thing possible but perhaps there was kindness in her heart.

[Miri Armago]

As he hit the ground, Miri’s feet came back to the pavement. Several steps put her a short distance from his downed form as her fists lift back up to defend herself should he attack. Thankfully he did not come at her again. Although a small girl, Miri was able to hit with the force to rival any man she had ever known. The cracked pavement and the blood running from his nose was a testament to that. Her intention had not been to injure him, but incapacitate him so he would stop assaulting her and others. It looked like her objective had been met. Rolling her shoulders, the fighter let her arms drop to her sides. Now the question was what to do with him.

The idea of beating him further or taking his life wasn’t even an option. From the start the only reason she had been fighting him was because he engaged her. The option to end things peacefully had been presented, but he had quite clearly refused. Of course, if she was to try and bring him to the authorities she was sure he would resist. That meant she had to hit him one more time. Shifting to his side, she aims a chop for the back of his neck. It was just hard enough to knock him out, looking to make the male docile enough to turn into the authorities.

Hand looking to connect solidly across the back of his neck, Miri would then grab for him, wanting to catch him before he drops flat on the asphalt again. Pending he was unconscious, she planned to hoist him up onto her shoulder before heading over to pick up her groceries that she had set down earlier. All going well she was then going to deliver him to the local authorities, hoping that they had some way to contain an individual of his strength. In this day and age she had to imagine the police had adapted to dealing with those not classified as "normal" individuals.

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Once Famish got to the authorities they took him in and immediately handcuffed him. After this they lead the still wobbling fool away and placed him in what looked like a normal prison cell with a vertical barred door with hard concrete walls, a bed, a sink, and a small shelf overhanging from the wall next to the bed. He sighed then laughed as he regained his senses and said, "I'll break out of this in two seconds..."

To put this theory to the test one he attempted to separate the cuff links holding his hands together with brute strength but as he tugged them apart they only grew tighter. They were specially made constraints that cut into his wrists and were able to apply enough force to break them if necessary.

"You're not escaping," said one of the guards with him, "because we won't let you." He pulled out a small remote from the pocket of his uniform and on it was a big red button. He pressed this button and a large clunking noise was heard beneath Famish's feet. The floor began to separate and when it did it revealed a big pitfall, which he avoided simply by stepping away from the hole before it fully swallowed him up.

"Huh, you guys need to work on your-" He started to say but the guard pressed the button once more causing the Saiyan to fall to his knees as sonic emitter launched sound waves from the walls and brought him to his knees. A third button press by the guard then caused the handcuffs he was wearing to electrify and shock him on the spot.

"Argh!!!!!" he screamed as volts surged though his body.

"These are our basic measures for powerful ki users. In my hand I hold a universal key to all sorts of traps to keep escapees on their toes in my jail. You would be wise not to try in escape though as if you do I will add even more features to this device and/or switch it out for one of my department's better models. We'll see how you behave, and perhaps, if you're good nothing like that will have to come for you later."

The police officer then laughed and walked away leaving the remote on for a few more minutes before finally shutting it off. Famish groaned as he rose and stumbled over to his bed. His head hit the pillow they so "happily" provided him and he shut his eyes. "I need to get out of this place. This is ridiculous that a Half Saiyan of my caliber is here. It's my fault though because I'm not strong enough. Perhaps my mother was right about me not needing to us my powers. No, I have every right to use them. The one who will pay are her and that woman like her though. I will crush them all when I leave here. I will kill the humans."

[Miri Armago]

(Power Level Please)

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Famish: 1286PL
Miri: 1088PL