#scorin

Despite faith in Morgan's abilities, Venan knew that the demon wouldn't be contained for long, even with the witch's family history of dealing with them. Even after they had laid out the plan to contain him, Shuko still pressed the importance of fusing with Scorin; Something would go wrong, a misstep on the young witch's part, anything.

She still couldn't believe, for all the trouble he had caused in the past, and the trouble caused now, that this demon known as 'Demodé ' to mortals was her long lost friend Grendine. The whole event left a horrible, long-lasting heaviness in the pit of her stomach.

Before parting ways after the summoning in Hell, Venan insisted that Morgan contact her immediately above anyone else if the demon managed to break the witch’s makeshift spellcraft dog leash. In the meantime, she made to prepare for the inevitable escape, travelling to Earth to seek out Scorin.

It wasn't hard, her ki signature was coming from exactly where Venan had guessed, she was at work. After meeting in Hell. Venan had given the Saiyan a second chance at life after dying along with her home planet. Resurrecting first and asking permission later, Venan had set Scorin up with a new life on Earth, insisting that since other Saiyans had integrated into Human society, she should as well. Eventually Scorin had found herself a job at a Burger Daddy in West City, and besides time for training, had found herself living a quiet life.

Venan had ordered a burger and sat while she waited for Scorin's break, the two occasionally shared awkward glances and before long, Scorin had joined her in the booth.

"I thought I told you not to come around here while I was working?"

"I know, I know, but honestly, you're lucky I even waited for you to take you're break." The burger sit untouched, only bought so that she had reason to get her friend's attention. While they sat, Venan explained the situation to her as best she could with how strange it was.

"So let me get this straight," Scorin started with a sigh, "You want me to take...who knows how much time off of work...to prepare for some fight and...some other stupid bullshit that I think isn't actually possible...because some friend of yours from school is a demonic nutcase that's possessed your love interest and wants to take over the universe...and also you were told how to beat him by some future hussie? I've always thought you were crazy, but this is the topping let me tell you."

The Kai cringed at the use of Love Interest, but didn't address it any further. "Anyway, this is serious. Please Scorin, even if it is stupid and that doesn't work, you're still the only person I have left!"

The Saiyan leaned back against the booth and stared up at the ceiling in thought. After a few moments, she returned her attention back to her friend. "I'll take a week off to train, that's it. And I will help you fight this guy, but I'm not going to do any stupid 'fusion dance' you saw some two jerkoffs do in Hell one time when shit went down and you, surprise, weren't doing your job. AAAND, you're going to think long and hard about how you're gonna repay me for it too." Her pointed finger for emphasis reached down, and snatched up the untouched burger. "That's it that's all."

"Fine...fine. I'm sure we can do it just fine with the two of us." Venan replied, surprised at first that the burger had been taken, but didn't bother to argue for it back. "I'll let you know if something happens or if he gets loose before then...in the meantime, thank you."

Scorin nodded and grunted, the burger gone within two bites. "Yeah, just make sure it's worth it. I don't want to break my employee of the month chain."

Removing herself from the booth, Venan scoffed. "It will be, in the sense that you'll still have your Burger Daddy afterwards."

It wouldn't be very long at all, despite feeling so, before His ominous energy could be felt. Venan had been dealing with other issues, more demons, literal and figurative. Being denied resolution in defeating them, AND being tasked with doing her actual job and residing on the Sacred World of the Kais while her superiors were away at some inter-universal tournament; she was still set on Grendine, and while she had spent much of her time over the last while preparing, now that it was actually happening all of that seemed to crumble apart.

It hit almost like a sharp migraine, and while there was no lasting pain, residual dread took it's place. It felt close, somewhere in Otherworld most likely. Her first immediate move was to leave the planet and retrieve Scorin.

Thankfully, she had been out and about training as Venan came calling, and wasn't in need of too much explanation. Just as Venan had grabbed her arm and prepared to jump them to Otherworld, the demonic energy manifested itself nearby. A ways above them, in the empty field that Scorin used as her training grounds, Grendine hung in the air, overdecorated and floral staff in hand.

"I felt you come down here, and I was immediately curious,"

Scorin squinted up at his figure, taking in the awful clash of the hues of his outfit against his blue skin...and that hairstyle, what was even going on there? "He looks like even more of a nerd than you do Vee." She snorted, not taking her eyes off of him. "When we're done, I want that sick stick he's got."

With the situation lightened slightly, Venan opted to join in on the jeering, earning her a slight confidence boost. "Sorry, but that's mine. You're gonna have to find another trophy."

Glaring down his nose, Grendine sneered at the two. "You know, I didn't come here for banter either, but that's a real bold claim talking as if I'm dead already."

Scorin scoffed, easing herself into a position to kick off from the ground. "That's because you are! pfh, we don't even need to fuse, I'll finish this guy for you no problem." A familiar golden aura enveloped her, and she shot upwards, rocketing towards their enemy.

"SCORIN! WAIT WE-"

Grendine smirked to himself and rolled his eyes. This woman's power level was essentially Mauna Kea compared to the Himalaya range of level spikes on this planet, and he fancied himself Nix Olympica. An expert spin of his verdurous staff summoned a multitude of energy bullets glowing red with a dark center.

Scorin dodged the first few of them on her ascent, but ultimately found that they were too many and close together to get any closer to him without getting hit. She used her head and pulled back, instead, aiming to blow through the barrage of energy and get to him with a well-timed beam of her own.

The surprise that she had caught on so quickly did not show on his face, and Grendine simply only needed to summon more of the bullets around himself to disperse the beam's explosion. The remainder went hurtling towards the Saiyan and those that had hit or missed their mark were quickly replaced double, leaving no space to advance.

The bullets weren't fatal, but they were still painful enough for Scorin to not actively fight through them if she could help it. "HEY DO YOU MAYBE WANNA COME GIVE ME A HAND?" she called down, casting a glance over her shoulder at Venan as she brushed aside one of the bullets exploding against her forearm.

"I TOLD YOU WE NEEDED TO DO THIS A CERTAIN WAY! AND YOU SHOT OFF ANYWAY!" Venan contested.

Taking the opportunity as they argued among themselves, Grendine doubled the assault, forcing Venan to put effort into avoiding them as well. Being a lot more agile than Scorin, Venan didn't find this a problem at first, as she dodged her way up to Scorin's side. "We can still do it-"

"I told you I got this! If you keep all of these off of me there won't be a problem!"

"OR we could do what we planned!"

"You mean what -you- planned. That's stupid and you know it." Scorin growled, sweeping her aside to go in for another shot. She blasted off towards their adversary yet again, this time, flickering out of sight just as a mass of bullets came her way. Reappearing just above and behind him, she readied a kick at the back of his obnoxious bad haircut.

In truth, if she were able to land the blow, that would have been the match, while Grendine's offenses were high, his defenses were not. Unfortunately for Scorin, he was aware of his shortcoming, and made up for it in being evasive. He wasn't going to let a single attack come through and was gone before Scorin's eyes could even comprehend just as she had set her leg in motion. Pulling back in confusion, she jerked her head back and forth, trying to get a glimpse of him and cursing the fact that she couldn't pinpoint his energy signal. Suddenly, she was shocked stiff by a light tap on her shoulder.

"It really is funny watching you two bumble around each other, but I do have things to get to if you don't mind-" Before she could react, Grendine brought his staff from her shoulder, and maneuvered the butt to jab into the small of her back. "I really don't have anything personal on you hun, but could you sit back while I have a quick talk with Venan? Thanks." Energy rushed off of his body in a wave, knocking Scorin off balance and into a large amount of redirected bullets from the first attack and sending her plummeting to the ground.

Using her telekinetic energy, Venan managed to lower Scorin to the ground as her trajectory came closer. "You looked real cool there Scor." She scoffed over her unconscious friend, but didn't have time to do much else before Grendine appeared on their level, to which she put herself in a defensive stance.

"Oh please, you're the ones that jumped the...gun? and attacked me!" Grendine declared, familiarizing himself with the modern idiom for a moment. He let go of his staff, and allowed it to float in the air idly behind him, so that he could put up both clawed hands, one missing it's middle finger, in a show of parley.  "You really think I would need to actively take you out to get what I want? I merely wanted to check in on my old friend before I moved on to bigger things."

"I'm not going to let that happen." Venan spat back, her chest tight. "Check up on me my ass! You made this personal by targeting people I care about and I can't forgive that! You brought me into this a long time ago!"

"Had to get your attention somehow, didn't I? And if you ask me, it was a perfectly good motivator. Look at you now! I mean, it's too bad that it's too late and all..." He brought his hands together in a single, resounding clap. "Don't worry though, I'll be giving you a break and taking care of everything myself from now on, you won't have to lift a finger...you will have to watch however-"

"I'm NOT USELESS!" Venan yelled, cutting through his speech. "I'M NOT LAZY! i'M-"

"Scared?"

For a split second, her stance slackened, but she picked right back up, biting back a sneer that drew blood and drawing her knuckles white. "IT'S YOUR FAULT!! IT'S ALL YOURS!! We could have been fine! The four of us! but you left it all to me!!"

"HAH!" Grendine's distasteful guffaw cut through the tense atmosphere. "Are you really playing the blame game after you and Shin let this universe sink so low? Do you really think we would be doing better if -I- had to carry three of you?? I can do so much better on my own, it's ridiculous to think any different."

"I'm NOT incompetent! And neither was Kandai!"

"Explains why they're still alive then, huh?"

"I'm not going to let this happen, I'm not going to be a disappointment anymore." Venan's voice was hoarse through her teeth, and the more he riled her, the more her energy leaked out in small white electrical arcs along with her hot tears.

"I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF! AND NO ONE WILL DOUBT ME AGAIN!!"

Grendine couldn't hide his pursed-lipped smirk. "That so huh? Go ahead then, let's see. Heaven knows you didn't learn a damn thing back home."

While he laughed at his own quip, Venan concentrated. Not only gathering her own energy, she called forth energy from all the living beings in the vicinity, this wasn't something uncommon among beings of their kind; lower Kais, and even few mortals that had a strong connection to nature could call upon it to lend it their energy. Instead of gathering it all into one place, Venan had placed her own twist on the move. From horizon to horizon, from all angles, the ground, the trees, the whole landscape glimmered with small dots of energy, from every blade of grass, insect and animal, above them from the moisture in the clouds.

Grendine was not impressed.

"Really? This basic stuff?-" As soon as the kinetic sparks of energy came at him from all angles, he swallowed his words. He managed to bring up an energy barrier to deflect the rain of her bullets this time, most of them at least. A good amount of them had gotten to him in the brief moment he was unprepared, and would have most likely incapacitated him had he not reacted quickly. Looking down upon his clothes, now thoroughly tattered, they were also stained with small drops of indigo blood, his own, as well as a few stray clippings from his hair.

They were sharp. Millions of little kinetic razors that he almost drastically underestimated.

Speechless, he inhaled deeply. As the barrage subsided, he wiped a palm across his face, inspecting the smears from several small cuts, then through his fingers at Venan, who seemed a confused picture of simultaneously impressed at her work, and dismayed that it hadn't been enough. With a snap of his fingers, his clothing instantly repaired itself, and he flickered, cutting the distance between them, and grabbing her up by the collar with the same hand.

"That was pretty good actually, I've improved on that one too, let me show you."

Dangling her with his one hand, Grendine used the other to pull the same move Venan just had, gathering the surrounding flora and fauna's energy, with the exception that he had sucked them dry, to the point that a growing radius of wilting death spread from his feet that extended into the distance. Soon the sky began to rumble and the ground joined it, so cracked and parched that began to crack and shift, and break away beneath his feet, but he stayed in place, hovering the two of them. Engulfing the hand that drained the natural energy, a blade of red-tinted kinetic energy had formed.

"I really have no interest on harming this sad planet and lowering my universe's mortal level any more than it has, so this will do fine."  in an instant, the Earth's quaking movement ceased.

"You have no idea how it feels, how I've felt, scraping by for millennia after working so hard...only to return and find that you, alive and living what should be my life, wasting it, ruining it, taking the most important job that can be bestowed in any universe for granted. I could have single-handedly fixed this universe and Fuyu chose YOU over me! I'm going to MAKE you feel it!"

Letting her drop, Grendine swung the bladed arm, cutting through Venan's twin braides in one swift motion as she fell.

The feeling was instantaneous, a massive jolt as if nerves had been severed instead of hair, and suddenly what felt like her connection to herself, and everything else was gone. She hit the ground below in shock and could barely muster up the will, let alone realign her senses into pulling herself up.

It felt as if Venan had been laying there for hours, before she could compose herself enough to get to her feet let alone conjure the thought of doing so. She made her way to Scorin, who thankfully hadn't fallen victim to the fissures in the ground, and fell to her knees next to her friend to begin healing her. She quickly found that her curative energy didn't come to her as easily as usual. Like trying to pull-start a stalling lawnmower, the energy flowed from her fingertips after a few attempts, but it was far weaker and held more of her concentration. After ten straight minutes of focused healing, Scorin was well enough to regain consciousness and sit upright, meanwhile, Venan was left drained from the menial ordeal. "So did we win?" Venan couldn't even bring herself to shoot her an incredulous expression. "Does it look like it?" "Well, we're alive aren't we?" Scorin observed, getting to her feet and dusting off her gi. "I mean, you look like shit but besides that we and the planet are still here." "That's not the point!" Venan's voice shook as she stood, and she made a move to either hit, or grab the Saiyan, but thought better of it and her arm flopped back to her side. "He's out to possess the universe, not destroy it, he's not stupid. What happened there was just him messing with me. That was nothing. And now that we've let him leave here, we're effectively fucked." Scorin listened with a mild expression, before opening her mouth for her suggestion. "Well we could do what we were supposed to and fuse right?" Clenching her fists and biting down on her lip, Venan did her best not to violently retaliate, as if she had the drive or energy to in the first place. "YES SCORIN, THERE'S THAT." As much as she would rather give up, the thought of at least getting to die while showing the universe she tried was an ideal outcome in the likely chance that they didn't succeed. "We may still have that, if you're still sharp on the training." "Hold up though," Scorin interrupted. "Genuine question, still gonna help, but...if it's not his aim to destroy anything...then who really cares if he wins or not? Does it really matter who's in charge of what at the end of the day? Especially considering he's pretty confident in his abilities to sort things out right...wouldn't it be...better?" "Not when the King of Everything finds out and takes it upon himself to destroy the universe." Scorin stared, not bothering to ask questions and comprehend who and how higher powers ran things and shrugged. "Fair enough." "Just give me a few to realign my energy, then we'll go over the dance a few more times to be extra sure, then we'll go."

When they arrived on the Sacred planet of the Supreme Kais, they found it deserted. Venan wasn't about to waste her energy scrying the universe for him, and plopped herself down onto the grass to meditate, something she hadn't done in centuries. Even Scorin knew it was an odd motion for her, more used to seeing the Kai in training passed out or loafing rather than sitting and using time to concentrate. "So what exactly are you doing?" "Trying to reestablish a spiritual connection to myself." Venan explained, hastily forming her now uneven and frizzed out hair into smaller, sloppier versions of her usual twin braids before closing her eyes and settling herself. "Never took you for a very spiritual person." Scorin scoffed, crossing her arms and idly watching her. "I was, being spiritual doesn't always mean i have to be burning incense or meditating or you know, what most mortals think." In truth, Venan never did enjoy meditating. She could never fully clear her mind and tended to avoid any instance where she would be alone with her thoughts. "I just always have been, my hair has been a root connection to that, which is why I've never adopted a more traditional hairstyle, and why this now is such a big deal." "Eh, I wouldn't know anything about that." Scorin shrugged. "Just do your thing...where do you suppose he is? You sure this is the place?" "That's kind of hard to do when you keep talking. I don't know why he's late, but I know it's here."

Contrary to his boasting, Grendine had managed to get himself lost. In fairness, before he had been banished to the demon realm he hadn't had much experience in teleporting outside of or between universes. The only time he had been to Universe Seven's Sacred Planet had been side travelling with his instructor. He inwardly cursed himself for not planning this part a little better. It wouldn't matter however, as in due time he managed to right himself and get where he needed to be. As he appeared on the Sacred world, his mental image of how this plan was going to go shattered. Not only had he been beaten there, but his primary target wasn't even present. He accosted Venan, "Where is the Supreme Kai?! His attendant?!" "Gone, summoned for an event by Lord Zeno." Venan explained, bringing herself to her feet. "And when he returns, it will be like nothing happened here." Grendine grimaced, it seemed like not only was this going to be a chore, but that the very person he had meant to usurp wasn't even around. Everything about this plan was just getting more and more ridiculous. He masked his indignancy behind a sassy quip, "Love what you've done with your hair. I don't see how you think you can do anything at all being weaker than last time, even if you do this funny little mortal fusion." He scoffed, "I'm actually kind of curious to see it now, so this will do well to pass the time until...Shin was it? Returns." Venan shot Scorin a side glance, and she didn't have to be asked, before shooting her energy up in a golden aura around herself. Even in Venan's current weakened state, Scorin still needed the boost of energy the Super Saiyan transformation lent her to level off with the deity as required by the dance. The motion of the dance was embarrassing enough when they practiced it in public, let alone doing it in front of the villain they aimed to be defeating with their new fusion. unfortunately, time would be wasted had they performed it before his arrival. Grendine watched, floating in a relaxed, seated position as they performed the odd, synchronized display.  In spite of performance anxiety, the few day's practice, most likely coupled with the dire necessity did well in ensuring the duo completed the dance flawlessly. The two converged in a flash of light, and when it subsided, only one entity remained there standing. The figure appeared to resemble the Scorin more, with skin tone, dark Saiyan hair, whose short braids defied gravity, and long, despite oddly coloured, purple tail. Her slightly pointed ears, Potara earrings, and crooked grin portrayed Venan's qualities.  Grendine gave the fusion a slow clap, descending to his feet. "That's some fashion there." He nodded to the Metamoran garb that came with the ritual. "It's about as passé as humans trying to copy our art of fusion to begin with." The fusion purposely ignored him, too busy admiring herself and her newfound physique. Pleased with herself, she didn't bother allotting any more time to small talk, and launched herself without warning at the demon.  Before he could summon his wall of ki bullets to absorb the blow, Grendine was propelled backwards by a flying double kick to the gut that sent him pin-balling back into many of the large planet's tall rock formations. The fusion darted right after him not skipping a beat, kicking off of and destroying the rock formations he hit as she followed. Grendine managed to right himself before slamming into the final pillar of rocks, summoning a rain of multi-coloured bullets in layers around him, on top of a multitude of them aimed to home in on his attacker.  The girl effortlessly dodged the barrage aimed at her, and pointing her fingers like a gun, sent a beam of crackling white energy up and through his protective layer, exploding them all around him on impact. Thoroughly singed, Grendine fell to his knees, his staff clattering to the ground next to him. The fusion blew smoke from her fingertip and approached, leaning down to grab the disgraced demon by the scruff of the neck and haul him upwards. She opened her mouth to speak, but changed her mind and gave him a vicious headbutt between the eyes, followed by spitting down on him. "This is it huh? I can feel it, you don't have anything left. Underneath all the flash, you're really actually pretty weak huh?" Her voice was gravelly, but also high, in a most obnoxious tone.  Grendine could do nothing but sneer back, hair a mess that had flopped off to the side while his face and now bent nose ran with blood. "This is kinda underwhelming isn't it? I'm not even five minutes in and it's over...I've got over twenty minutes left in this body...and I've got a lot to get back at you for...don't I?" With her free hand, she reached up and fondled one of his Potaras as she continued. "I'm not going to kill you until we go down the list. Who was first? Kandai!" She took a firm hold on the earring, and wrenched it from his ear, eliciting a howl of pain from her victim. He was quickly silenced with a punch in the mouth, the earring still enclosed in her fist. "And that impacted Shin and myself," She brought her fist down on his nose again, twice for emphasis. The crunching of the cartilage bringing the crooked grin back to her features. "There's all the mortals you've messed with too isn't there? And my friends, and my job, Morgan, I'm going to throw another in there just in case I lose that promotion at Daddy Burger for having to deal with this shit." Each point brought her fury down on Grendine's face, until he didn't have the strength to hold his arms up in defense anymore.  "And then there's Serori. You fucked up real bad messing with people close to me Gren, I'm saving the best for last." He didn't receive a punch for this mention, and could barely keep his vision in focus as he watched his attacker turn her gaze towards the sky. "You know, I've taken a lot about this job for granted, but I've never noticed until now just how many moons this planet has." Her tail swished behind her excitedly, and her grip on his collar faltered, her attention clearly elsewhere. Soon Grendine was free of her grasp as she began experiencing muscle spasms, though he hadn't the energy to attempt any form of escape. All he could do was watch through bleary, swollen eyes as she began to transform. Defying nature, her frame grew immensely, with seemingly no strain on itself, and began sprouting fur the same colouration as her tail. By the end of this physical reconstruction, her appearance was that of a giant purple monkey. Through most likely the same magic that had brought them there, her clothing managed to resize itself to fit.  Letting out a triumphant roar that seemed to shake the planet, the fused warrior spoke, voice now deep and booming as accommodated by her new body.