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His sleep was haunted with visions of his friends and comrades being slaughtered relentlessly and these visions perhaps lead to Chaos' own new found thirst for blood. He had always been violent and brutal. It was in his blood. But as of late, he envisioned things that were cruel even for the Saiyan race...perhaps something else was beckoning to him for blood. Maybe it was just rage. He did not know or care.
Stirring against the cold floor of the cave as the last flame of his fire flickered out, Chaos opened his eyes suddenly. Realizing something had to be done if his thirst for vengeance was to be realized, Chaos sat straight up before placing his right palm onto his knee to help himself to his feet.
Looking out of his 'home,' Chaos took a few steps forward. Reaching the mouth of the icy fortress he was greeted by twisting pieces of snow and cold gushes of wind.
In an attempt to clear his thoughts Chaos closed his eyes slowly. Breathing deeply, Chaos hovered into the air looking in a complete circle for the direction of the town this 'master' was rumored to be in. Spotting the portion of the tundra he believed him to reside in, Chaos flared his dark-red aura in all directions blasting westward. Sigh who would have guessed that my only hope at eradicating the universe off changelings would come from a changeling? Chaos pondered as he continued his purposeful flight towards town.
As he reached a clearing in the ice-trees and snow dunes, dim lights met Chaos' eyes as he focused ahead of him. The oddly shaped buildings that dotted the planet came in to view as he approached. Chaos had always thought the design of these buildings foolish, attributing their atrocious design to the changeling's lack of ingenuity and intelligence. -------------------------------------- Word Count (This Post): 307 Word Count (Total): 636
This post has been edited by Chaos on Nov 9 2009, 01:10 AM
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Landing in the center of the city in a small clearing, Chaos examined the area for any signs of what may be where a supposed master would stay. Looking to his left Chaos spotted very odd building...even for the changeling's sense of design.
Very tall and thinner than the rest with odd decorations strewn from it, the building stuck out greatly from the rest.
Can it really be that obvious? Chaos thought to himself. Walking slowly towards the building the decorations came into better view. The grotesque ornaments shone clearly against the dark blue building hanging off the walls and windows. Apparently, from what Chaos could surmise, they were some type of bones from some type of creature. Or perhaps from something humanoid. Regardless of where they came from, that gave pretty good indication to Chaos of who would live in this place.
He had heard many stories with the rumors of a master. Gruesome stories of the master's previous exploits. His pennant for violence was unmatched supposedly but Chaos would gladly test that. If this master could see what Chaos saw in his dreams, he would probably banish him for being too cruel.
Laughing at the thought, Chaos reached for the door knob. Before touching it, he decided it a better idea to perhaps knock. No sense in offending the man before he even gets to ask him to undertake him as a student. Knocking three times Chaos couldn't help but notice how hollow the sound returned from that action was. It seemed as if nothing was on the other side of the door at all.
As if on cue Chaos heard a shuffling approach the door. The door know creaked and a cold rush of air met Chaos in the face. This seemed odd considering it was well below freezing out where Chaos stood.
As the door opened fully Chaos was greeted by a lanky and sick looking changeling. Another oddity because as old and wrinkled as this being appeared, a popular property of changelings was their supposed 'eternal youth.'
The changeling spoke in a raspy voice as he acknowledged Chaos presence; "What do you want boy? Why have you disturbed Frost, master of Planet Frieza?" ---------------------------------------- Word Count (This Post): 368 Word Count (Total): 1004
This post has been edited by Chaos on Nov 9 2009, 01:35 AM
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