The First Summoning.

Makoto looked at Artik sadly. "You too my old friend?" Makoto crushed the stone in his hand and suddenly his power skyrocketed to match that of Cyril's. "I am complete again." Makoto looked between them. "I am sorry....but I have to save them."


Health: 6903
Ki: 6903
Stamina: 3543
Speed: 3541

Cyril harumphed. "The TARDIS cannot take me far enough. Or quick enough! Already they are being found," He said this last part with a creeping note of horror and surprise, "They are being found!" He shook with emotion and his ki whipped into existence. (Guardian Trans. and Racial Trait.)

Health:6,903 x 2 = 13,806
Ki: 5,300 + 690 = 5,990
Stamina: 4,350
Speed: 4,205

Artik threw off his robes, revealing his armour. "Let's go."

Ki 6000
ST 2350
SP 2350


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Makoto began to shake. "N-no..." He looked at Artik with actual fear in his eyes. He was not afraid of Cyril, but of the fact that he might fail. "Artik...If our friendship has ever meant anything then listen to me now. I...I need your help." He struggled with the words. "I-I can't do this on my own." He was practically pleading.

Under normal circumstances Cyril's hearts would have broken. But they were already broken and were being stepping on the vast and heavy boot of life. He felt the children he had hidden from the war being hunted down one by one. Cyril ignored Makoto's pleas for help and aimed a ki punch fueled by panic and sheer frustration at him.

Health: 13,806
Ki: 5,990 - 4,000 = 1,990
Stamina: 4,350 - 2,000 = 2,350
Speed: 4,205

Artik looked at Makoto, then Cyril. He couldn't pick either side. So he did something else. "Hey, Porunga! Can I widh for two more wishes?!"

Porunga shrugged and pulled out the rulebook. "Yeah. But you have to give up life for it."

Artik sighed. He would give his life for his friends. He looked at the Dragon, sadly. "Porunga! I give my life for tw----" Before the sentence was finished, Artik was knocked unconscious with a swipe to his back. Blood trickled obto the blue grass, and Artik's attscker merely grinned.

Cyril stopped his attack, "What the hell?" He cringed as another child's life went out.

The Stranger laughed, Yagami-like. "I'm back. Don't tell me you've been partying without me!" He fashioned a blade out of ki and slashed at Cyril.

Ki 30,000- 5,000= 25,000
St 30,000- 20,000= 10,000
Sp 30,000

Makoto looked at the stranger and his anger flared to a whole new level. "You......" Makoto began to shake and his aura began to explode, tearing up the ground around him and throwing debris everywhere.

((Sorry it took so long. I crashed last night.))

Artik spurted out more blood.

Cyril fucking dies apparently. "What bullshit" thought Cyril as he dies. "D-does this count as a sacrifice? It had fucking better." Cyril croaked out just before he died.

Porunga laughed. "YOU MORTALS OVERREACT TO EVERYTHING." The Stranger dematerialized. "YOU KILLED THAT BITCH. I JUST WANTED TO BE ENTERTAINED. GET UP, BOTH OF YOU. YOU AREN'T REALLY HURT. OKAY, WHAT ARE YOUR WISHES?"

Makoto calmed down and actually began to laugh. "I lov you Porunga. A dragon after my own heart!" He looked at Cyril. "We'll I guess we don't need to fight then do we?"

Cyril shifted a bit uncomfortably. He glanced at Artik, "I suppose not. Artik... thank you." Cyril cringed as he felt another life go out. He lost his hesitance to make a wish at the expense of Artik's life. There were so few left.
"Porunga! I wish for a top of the line spaceship!" Cyril showed him the specifications he had drawn on a notepad, though he wondered if the dragon really needed that.

Porunga winked at Makoto. "Sure, Cyril." Porunga materialized a ship, instant speed and holds 30 people comfortably. "And you, Makoto?"

Something came over Makoto. "Porunga. My wish is to be a Super Saiyan once more!"

Cyril's eyes widened, "Makoto! No, you're better than this! Remember them!"

Before Porunga replied, Artik opened one eye and coughed. "Cyril, run. Makoto, I'm sorry. Porunga, I'm so sorry. I'll make it right." Artik did something unexpected. He fired all his ki at the Dragon, and died as the balls turned to stone and the dragon blew up.

Ki- 6000- 6000= 0
HP = 0

Cyril fled with his awesome spaceship, with a lingering promise to help Artik and to make things right with Makoto.

Makoto began to shake as he realized what just happened. "No....." The ground began to shake around him. "NOOOOOO!!!" The landscape around him exploded as his power flared leaving a giant hole in the planet. He began destroying the planet. Creating a giant fissure down the Western Hemisphere

Cyril reversed, he couldn't just let Makoto destroy Namek! Cyril dived from his spaceship which was still high in the sky. He stopped just above him, silent as death. Unnoticed, Cyril kicked Makoto in the temple, just hard enough to knock him out.

Health: 13,806
Ki: 5,990
Stamina: 4,350 - 2,739 = 1,611
Speed: 4,205

Makoto easily dodged out of the way of the kick.

Speed used: 2739/ Speed left: 802

"It seems we end up fighting anyway, huh?" Cyril sighed heavily and threw a strong ki blast at him. The longer this went on the more Namek would be ruined, but Cyril refused to kill Makoto outright. Cyril would wear him down and knock him out instead.

Health: 13,806
Ki: 5,990 - 3,500
Stamina:1,611
Speed: 4,205