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Lick my boot [Easy - Not Done]
Topic Started: Dec 19 2011, 06:22 PM (122 Views)
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Lick My Boot!
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You are a common peon compared to the Saiyan elite. If you wish to take part in their rigorous exercises and train to become something of an elite soldier you must do some pretty nasty things. You will live in a military bunk house, and you will do what the cadet's tell you to do. Anything from cleaning the crap they left in the toilet, to licking the muddy floor of their outpost.
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“ Sir! Sir! Awake! We have intruders blasting through our Barracks. “ A red alarm on the very top wall sounded, lighting up the whole soldiers room. Without saying a word he quickly lifted himself from his sheets and slipped on his saiyan gear. Grabbing his light blue scouter from his large bag, clipping it to his ear and pressing a button on the end of the ear piece. Moving even faster as the building shook as if they were having a minor earthquake. Debris particles falling from the celling and raining on to the ground with every shake. Hearing the sound of battle all the way from inside the building he was staying in, it wasn’t long until they made their way in. Dashing out of the door, and making his way through a long a narrow hallway. Other soldiers ran the opposite direction, most of them looking for medical attention. Finally making his way at the end where he would see a full battle before him. The sky was red, and the air was filled with smoke.

Amanthar clenched his fist in anger, wishing that he could just end it all. Running straight through the battle zone, making his way to assist his men. Ki blast exploding next to him, causing dirt to lift tin the air and crumble into the grass. Seeing a ball of light buzzing straight for him, quickly tucking his head beneath his chest and barrel rolling across the field. Missing the blast by just a mere seconds, causing him to go deaf for a few moments. The saiyan soldier vision getting blurred but regaining clarity within the minute. Turning his body halfway as his right hand began to glow a faint dark red. Turning his sights on a saiyan dresses in fur, appearing to be a filthy scum bandit.

“ Maroon Blast! “ The saiyan yelled just before his blast took off, a long skinny beam piercing through his chest. Causing the bandit to cough up blood and drop dead to the ground, causing his men to flee the area. Amanthar stood there as smoke rolled off his hand, shaking the burning sensation off and getting back into fighting stance. The saiyan soldiers out numbered the bandits, but the battle was not over yet. Just after getting into stance a bandit swiftly made his way towards Amanthar, attempting to punch him in the face but missing and causing his fist to fly right past his head. The bearded saiyan grabbed the prisoners arm and tugged his body towards his own. Lifting his leg up and causing his torso to collide full brunt with his knee.

Getting ready to finish him off but being stopped by a unknown force that knocked him off his feet. Landing flat on his chest and his scouter to unattached from his ear and tumble across the hard dirt. Stopping right beneath someones steel boots, seeing the unknown warrior lift his foot up and smash the scouter with ease. Making the scouter explode in blue static, smoking up from beneath the foe’s boot. “ Oh I’m sorry....Did you need that? “ The sarcastic snarl face expression of a rather large saiyan, dressed up in more formal clothes than the rest of the bandits. “ You must be the cause of this mess...Surrender now or face the consequences... “ Amanthar said as he dusted himself off while slowly standing up, meeting the leader of the unknown group face to face.


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The generals face was nearly covered in scars, also the only one in his whole group wearing saiyan armor. Armor with only one shoulder pad, but had a long and distinctive crack in it. Long and thick brown hair that covered his shoulders, wavering back and forth in the wind. The leader of the bandits slowly lifted up his arm, a red aura swirling around his arm and making it’s way to the top. Forming into a tiny red ball at the palm of his hand, causing a massive gust of air to brush a couple of people off of their feet. “ Shock wave Blast! “ Said the leader just before releasing the tiny ball into the ground and thus causing the ground to tremble beneath their feet. A large crack began to form just below Amanthar, the crack glowing a bright red just before exploding beneath his feet. Causing him and a few men to fly into the distance, thudding against the ground until finally coming to a stop.

A large smoke screen surrounding the whole area, making anything between a 5 feet radius impossible to see. Feeling a drop of blood fall from his upper brow, and down his cheek. Wiping it away with the top of his wrist band. His whole body covered in dirt and burn marks, almost at the brink of death. Until seeing more Saiyan soldiers pouring out of the barracks, even with a few much higher rank soldiers along side with them. Seeing as the general bandit was out numbered he took off into the sky withing seconds and was out of sight within minuted before the other soldiers arrived at the scene. “ This is no time for rest soldier! On your feet and I mean right now dammit!!! “ A loud a raspy voice coming from the back of him was shouted, turning around to see a high ranked cadet. He wore the finest saiyan armor, making him more distinguished from the rest of the soldiers.

Amanthar slowly raised to his feet, his back slouched and his arms flailing beneath his waist. “ Sorry s-sir, I just took a big hit back there and was ju- “ Before he could finish his excuse he was interrupted by the cadet once again but this time he had absolute no Patience. “ I don’t CARE what happened. If you want to be a true elite saiyan then there will be no excuses when it comes to battle. Now get checked out by the medical team and get back to work low-class. “ Amanthar bowed his head and ran off into the distance, clenching his fist in anger. Knowing that one day he would become a Elite warrior, and become the warrior he needs to be.

[The next day]

The low-class saiyan awoke at the crack of daylight, still tired and sore from the other day. Doing his usual chores, such as scrubbing the floors of the bunkers and cleaning toilets until the were able to be eaten on. Sometimes even being to do fools jobs such as retrieving the other soldiers food. The work he had to do wasn’t even military related at all, but he knew if he did this it would all lead to better things. Here the only way to make it to the top, was to start from the very bottom. And that was exactly what he was going to do from here and out. Most of the time after doing chore work it was nothing but training. There was only sparring with other men, the upper ranked soldiers got to use gravity machines and other technology similar to that. Amanthar knew one day he would be able to experience this also, but things would only get harder from here.

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