A Tyrants Curiousity Chapter 1

[Cro/Kiyoshi]

A Tyrants Curiousity
Chapter 1 : The Progidy

:: Planet Serga ::

A race of Kitsune lived here they were like the Saiya-jin race, they were warriors and they had amazing pride.
The planet itself was beautiful when you got onto the planet itself it looked like trash from the outside the kitsune on the planet did that for a reason. They didn't want any invading forces from the other reaches of the universe.
The planet had weathy resources and they mined jewels that were called Chaos Emeralds and they gave off an amazing power.

The miners were barely paid anything but for some odd reason they kept on digging and they kept on living.
These Chaos Emeralds were the source of Planet Serga's power if they didn't have these Emeralds the planet would probably cease to exist. If there secret go out there planet would probably get invaded there were alot of people in the universe that wanted this power for themselves.

Tyrants around the world would want these Chaos Emeralds for there own foolish power.
There was a legend that once 7 Chaos Emeralds were brought together the user of the emeralds would grant the wilder unimaginable power.
The only catch is that they had to be different colors. The god themselves made these emeralds to save the world from intruders.

The Kitsune that didn't work in the mines would be trained by there parents to be warriors of the planet.
There was one Kitsune that was a progidy on the planet, his power-level was above the normal Kitsunes. His name was Fujin. He was a black Kitsune, he had silver eyes his furr was black and on the inside of his ears there was sort of a light-silver dark silver tine inside of them.
He had been trained by his father, Sergio for most of his life. Sergio was a Warrior for the planet.
There Lord, Serga called on him alot to do missions which left Kujin alone most of the time. Amazingly, Fujin has been training by himself alot. His power-level has increased since He was a baby. Kujin was only about 12 and his power-level was way above The Elite on the planet.

The young kitsune stood in a black and purple training outfit. His eyes narrowed at the test dummy that was infront of him, the kitsune charged at the test dummy and than the test-dummy twirled at the young kitsune and it hit the young kitsune and the young kitsune went flying backwards and he landed on his ass and he groaned and grumped.
This happened to him every-time he could get through any other training test but this one. He crossed his arms over his chest, and hmphed at the training dummy and than he got up and brushed himself off.
This did happen every-time and it really did annoy him and he didn't really know why.

He sighed softly and he was alone most of the time and that meant he should train. For once, he thought it'd be nice to have some friends to go out with and do stupid stuff for once.
That wasn't his life plan and he knew it. He looked up to his father and wanted to be just like him.
His father was a great warrior that this planet called on to defend it when other races invaded it and tried to take it over.
He didn't speak and he just looked up to his father and smiled warmly at him.
It had been a long-time since he smiled, it was mostly because his mother had died when another race had raided this planet.
They wanted something and they were looking for something on this planet and he really didn't know what they were looking for.

That's why he trained every-day thats why he wanted to get stronger. He was already about as strong as The Elite on the planet, that scared some of the people on this planet.
If he got mad, he could probably destroy the planet and about everyone on the planet too. That scared him too, knowing how much power he had it made him shiver.
Sometimes his training was the only thing that kept him going somedays.
He would look at old photo albums that had pictures of his mother inside of it.
He would have wished that it was him instead of his mother, but wishing wasn't going to bring his mother back from the dead. She was so beautiful.
He sighed and than shook his head and forced his hands into the pockets of his training outfit.
People died while saving a place like this and he didn't know why, he looked out the corner of his left eye and saw his father walking away.
He saw that his father was still in his battle gear, they wore Saiya-jin armor for battle gear.
Most of the universe did even if they weren't a Saiya-jin he thought it was kind of odd, he shrugged and he stood in the front yard and he continued to train as hard as he could.
He knew the power within was great and it might save them someday. He just needed to find away to channel it, whenever he thought about his mother he would get very angry and than he could feel the energy channeling in his veins.
He blinked slightly, as he continued to train he threw some punches and kicks at his invisible opponent. Than he had an idea, the first one that he's had in a few months.
Maybe he should think of his mother and how angry he felt that day. So he did so, he balled up his fists and closed his eyes, the anger within himself it exploded.
He could feel the energy within him pulsing like it had never done before.
The energy took form around him in an orange aura as he continued to let his anger explode. The rocks around him began to fly around him, the earth beneath him began to crumble as well. His power-level it than began to raise dramaticly, it raised to dangerous heights.
His power-level had peaked and than he could feel himself loose control. He than fell to the ground and his aura disappeared and than he huffed slightly as he collapsed on the ground.
He got up as he felt his father watching him, and than he went back to trying. He needed to get stronger to protect this planet.
Sergio was walking towards the house where they lived in and than he looked back.
He saw his son, collapsed on the ground and he had felt the energy that he was giving off. Only someone like his son could ever give off energy like this. Ever since Kujin's mother had died he has been like this. Since that tragic event he hadn't had the power-level that he had. He smirked.

It was something nice to see in the pit of his stomache he knew if he died that Fujin would be able to protect this planet from Invaders.
It was dangerous to be that powerful too, being that powerful brought other beings to this planet.
He didn't want that, he looked down at his armor and he unbuckled it as he walked into the house and he walked over to the couch and sat down and than set the armor next to him.

He walked out to the kitchen and than got into the fridge and got a beer and than walked back into the living-room.
He was relaxing for the first time in ages and it felt so good.
He loved being a warrior, but it took a toll on your social life which sucked.
He popped the top of the beer as he sat on his couch and he clicked on the television to see what was on. There wasn't much on so he just sat there and drank his beer as he watched his son train outside.

[Cro/Kiyoshi]

A Tyrants Curiousity
Chapter 2 : Hidden Power.

:: Planet Serga ::

It was an ironic twiste of fate the boy that hated to train. Was training and it was because he had a purpose right now, earlier in his life he hated training because he saw it as work.
The young kitsune stopped thinking like that when his mother passed on during a raid on Planet Serga.
He still wanted to know what those people were looking for. There weren't really people they were large brown apes with red eyes.
Those images of that night will haunt him for the rest of his life.

The front yard had become his favorite place on this planet.
He was barely inside of his house, he could feel his father's eyes on him so that meant he had to give him a good show.
His body was still in pain from what he did a few moments ago. He didn't know what had came over him to do something like that.
He shook his head from side-to-side and he looked at the open space he had in the front-yard.
He knew that people wouldn't understand why he was doing this.

People that hadn't lost there loved ones in a battle could never understand how he felt or why he had felt this way. This was a feeling that he could only understand it was like a bad depression.
If no one else had been depressed before in there life they wouldn't know how it felt.
Fighting was the only thing that he had left and as he threw some punches and kicks.

Sweat came pouring off of his brow and than he took the back of his hand and he whipped it off, he narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance and than he began to huff softly as he looked into the distance.
He closed his eyes softly as he took a break to rest from what happened.

He could still see those monsters in his dreams and when he was awake too.
He still wanted to know what they were looking for.
Was it the emeralds that they mined? That couldn't be it they were useless artifacts that the planet sold to tourists when they would come to this planet.

It had to be someting bigger than that but it'd kill him if he racked his brain over it.
The most important thing was that he was alive here and now and that he would grow up to be a great warrior like Sergio, his father.
It was ironic that he was this strong now because the young Kitsune had been born with a low-power-level and they didn't think he was a danger so they kept him on this planet.

Normaly they would sent a Kitsune Warrior to a planet to destroy all life on it.
This was so that the planet could be purged and put up for sale they were sort of like Realtors for Planets.
He didn't like the thought of that thou it was too stupid to destroy life on one planet so it could be sold.

He didn't like the idea of destroying life but that was the rules here.
You had to go by the rules or you would get killed. He knew of Lord Serga he could be a cruel person at times but he was also fair at times.
He had taken an interest in Serga, he was there lord after all and he knew how strong Lord Serga had to be.
You had to respect the higher ups or they would kill you.
It was a really dog-eat-dog world and he hated the world like that.

He just wished they could all live in peice. That was a really silly idea, he kept his eyes closed and his world was dark but he could feel the breeze flowing over his fur and it felt so good.
He opened up his eyes again and than saw it was turning into night.
The sky was black but there were still some sun-light left and than he continued to train.
He hit the air a few more times and than he did a round-house kick which sliced the air as well.
He could hear people walking on the side of the road.

There front yard was fenced off but people could still see inside of it and they mostly saw this lonely young kitsune training hard.
Most people admiried him other people were jealous of his power and would try to start fights with him.

"Aww, it's poor little motherless Fujin!" A voice came from the streets.
Fujin than turned around and saw a red kitsune standing there.
It was the bully of the block Naoki.
He was tall, muscular and had on a pair of baggy pants and a tanktop shirt and he was grinning at Fujin and that irriatated Fujin to an extent.
"Just go home, Naoki!" Fujin yelled.
"What ya gonna do, cry to your mommy?" Naoki taunted. "Oh wait, thats right you don't have one, hahahahahahaha!!" Naoki added as he held his belly and laughed.

"Shut up!" Fujin said.
His fists doubled up in rage, both of them and than he closed his eyes.
The energy that had been present a few moments ago had came back. The orange aura appeared around his body once again and than rocks started flying everywhere. Fujin just stood there and let all of his energy in that moment just release.
The earth beneath him began to crumble and he looked directly at Naoki.

He had anger and rage in his eyes he opened the palm of his hand and pointed it Naoki and fired a small blast of energy at Naoki and luckly it missed and landed next to Naoki a small devilsh smirk appeared on Fujin's face.
"Wh-Wh-at Are you?!" Naoki asked, being terrified he backed up from the fence of Fujin's yard and than ran away in the opposite direction until he was out of sight.

Fujin just stood there and huffed again his power had taken over his body again.
How many times was this gonna happen? Everytime someone mentionedh is mother he'd go insane.
He hoped this wasn't going to be this way for the rest of his life.
He packed it in for the night and whipped the sweat from his brow.
He walked over to his house, turned the doorknob and walked in, he saw his father on the couch watching t.v. He also saw that his father had fell asleep. He smiled and walked into the kitchen open the fridge door and got a soda and a sandwich and than he walked down the hallway to his room and took a nap.

[Cro/Kiyoshi]

A Tyrants Curiousity
Chapter 3 : The Altars

:: Planet Serga ::

Sergio fell asleep in a rather normal way.
In one hand, he had his beer that had been barely touched and in the left hand he had the television re-mote.
His thumb was still on the red power button and his snores could be heard through out the house.
It was rather normal for him to fall asleep like that. He wasn't a heavy-drinker and he didn't really watch television that much.

It was just an attempt to un-wind after a mission but it rarely worked.
He almost always fell asleep like that.
He didn't wanna speak up about all the insane missions he was sent on.
He liked them and they kept him in shape but they took a toll on his body.
Today he had came pack to Planet Serga bloody and broken.
He lived but he had a tough fight on another planet but he did come back alive which was the most
important thing.

He was one of the strongest warriors on the planet and you could tell that by his battle scars.
On the missions he wore a silver plated armor which had black straps on it.
Underneath his armor he wore a grey skin-tight jump suit and on his hands he wore a pair of faded brown light weight gloves.
On his feet he also had a pair of faded brown light weight boots.
This was the normal out-fit for the Kitsune Warriors that were going to other planets for missions.

He often wondered what they were protecting on this planet.
Why they always had to go out on missions no one really attacked this place.
It looked like a dump to the outside forces but when they got on the planet it was actaully a pretty decent place to visit.

He had heard rumors about Altars that had been placed all over the planet.
Apparently these Altars took the energy from the emeralds and coverted them into useable energy.
One emerald could run the planet for about a week, thats why they mined the emeralds so much for there power to keep Planet Serga alive.
Maybe thats what they were protecting the emeralds that the miners harvested.
If one emerald could keep this place alive for a week what could happen if they brought 7 of these powerful emeralds together? The results would be very deadly.

He knew of people that went all through out the universe looking for Emeralds like this.
Those people were just power-hungry. They couldn't have any people like that on this planet, if there was people like that the whole planet would goto shit.
He once thought that Lord Serga might be power-hungry since he has the most powerful Altar on the planet.

Even thou Lord Serga looked like he was power-hungry most of the time.
He had faith in Lord Serga he was there leader and he lead them well.
It was strange that he was thinking this way know.
He could never think this way while he was awake, it was very odd.
When he was out on his missions he would think about his son.
He did this alot, it kept him going when things looked grim.
He had to stay on guard when he was out in the field he couldn't let himself be killed. Losing two parents within a year would set his son over the edge and he couldn't have that.

He twitched in his sleep and he dropped the remote and a clunk sound was heard.
The beer he had in the other hand had fell as well, thank god it had it's cover on it or there would have been one hell of a mess.
He was seeing things that he didn't want to see.
He had seen those huge brown apes again the ones with red eyes.
One had opened it's mouth and a beam of energy shot out of it's mouth and it had destroyed one of the houses on Planet Serga.

People scrambled and began running maniacly and the giant ape.
He charged up another shot in his mouth and than fired it and than half of the planet blew up and about 20,000 people had died that day.
He couldn't bare to think about this or see it again.
As he dreamed he began to turn on the couch trying to get comfortable again but he was re-living the nightmare over again.

He than saw his son run to the aid of his dying mother,Makai.
He saw the tears in his son's eyes and the anger in his son's eyes it was mostly toward himself because he was too young to do anything about it.
That was the day he had felt it for the first-time.
The incredible power that had been awakened in his son.

Through this tragedy something even greater was produced, a power that could not be beat.
It was a power that was fueled by anger and rage by loss.
After this event he than started to train his son.
His son didn't take to the training at first he thought it was pointless and he thought he was too weak to do this training.

After a few months of training on and off he finally took to the training himself.
He was beginning to train himself and Sergio couldn't be prouder.
He knew that his son would be the one that would be able to save them all one day.
Sergio than woke up from his slumber and than got up off of the couh.
He walked down the hallway towards his son's room and he saw the door was cracked open.
He pushed it open slightly to see his son sleeping soundly.
He was tuckered out from his training and Sergio smiled.

"We're Warriors Son.
We don't know anything but fighting and protecting the people we love.
You blame yourself for what happened to your mother it wasn't your fault.." Sergio said as he looked at his Son sleep.

With that Sergio walked back out into the living room and sat on the couch.
He curled up on the couch and than he began to sleep again and this time he hoped that he wouldn't be burdened with images of the past again.