star traveler

Vijaya stood up from her bed and wearily paced to her living quarter’s door, opening it. She looked with a tired glance, still weakened from the past occurences, at the webcomic counterpart of her brother and then over to the clone. 

Vijaya rose her head. Hearing these familiar voices made her smile. 

Vijaya rose her head. Hearing these familiar voices made her smile. 

“Damn, why does everything hurt? Huh, what is this? Why I am in this strait jacket and all? What?!” Vijaya was confused. What did happen? Did she get captured by space pirates? Did she lost?

Vijaya tried to sense a familiar mind. Yeah, she was surrounded by so much familiar minds. Her crew! Piney! Webby!

But through all the desperate pleas by kids and parents alike, he heard familiar one: Vijaya’s. It sounded so genuine of a plea from his Vijaya. However, he wouldn’t be tricked. It wasn’t her. He was sure of it.

This sentence. It repeated in her head many times. Vijaya got even more confused. What has she done? She looked down on the floor with a teary eye. The cyclops rose her heavy head and looked at the door’s metal surface. A reflection of herself was to see. Vijaya could see her eye was red from the tears she has been crying from the pain and her hair was tousled.

“O-okay. But I don’t know, if my powers are strong enough. This strait jacket seems to suppress them. But I’ll try.”

Vijaya concentrates on the recent memories. She knew the old ones. Webby and her have talked about this dark memory long time ago and decided to bury those demons. Suddenly, she saw a being, who looked like her. But with a cape. Vijaya growled, because that’s not her style. And she hates capes!

Then she saw, what this evil being with her name did to him!

These memories plagued him ever since coming to a degree of sense. They were a root of many problems he had. Sharing them with very close friends has helped him greatly though, even Vijaya.

As he waited for her to respond back, he sat up. Reaching for a cup of water, he grabbed a bottle. Popping the bottle open, he shook a pill out. A caffeine pill. One of his problem was caffeine over take.

“Damn, why does everything hurt? Huh, what is this? Why I am in this strait jacket and all? What?!” Vijaya was confused. What did happen? Did she get captured by space pirates? Did she lost?

Vijaya tried to sense a familiar mind. Yeah, she was surrounded by so much familiar minds. Her crew! Piney! Webby!

But through all the desperate pleas by kids and parents alike, he heard familiar one: Vijaya’s. It sounded so genuine of a plea from his Vijaya. However, he wouldn’t be tricked. It wasn’t her. He was sure of it.

This sentence. It repeated in her head many times. Vijaya got even more confused. What has she done? She looked down on the floor with a teary eye. The cyclops rose her heavy head and looked at the door’s metal surface. A reflection of herself was to see. Vijaya could see her eye was red from the tears she has been crying from the pain and her hair was tousled.

“O-okay. But I don’t know, if my powers are strong enough. This strait jacket seems to suppress them. But I’ll try.”

Vijaya concentrates on the recent memories. She knew the old ones. Webby and her have talked about this dark memory long time ago and decided to bury those demons. Suddenly, she saw a being, who looked like her. But with a cape. Vijaya growled, because that’s not her style. And she hates capes!

Then she saw, what this evil being with her name did to him!

“Damn, why does everything hurt? Huh, what is this? Why I am in this strait jacket and all? What?!” Vijaya was confused. What did happen? Did she get captured by space pirates? Did she lost?

Vijaya tried to sense a familiar mind. Yeah, she was surrounded by so much familiar minds. Her crew! Piney! Webby!

But through all the desperate pleas by kids and parents alike, he heard familiar one: Vijaya’s. It sounded so genuine of a plea from his Vijaya. However, he wouldn’t be tricked. It wasn’t her. He was sure of it.

This sentence. It repeated in her head many times. Vijaya got even more confused. What has she done? She looked down on the floor with a teary eye. The cyclops rose her heavy head and looked at the door’s metal surface. A reflection of herself was to see. Vijaya could see her eye was red from the tears she has been crying from the pain and her hair was tousled.

“I wish. But I haven’t fought another one of species with telekinesis powers in quite some time.” After smashed right into the wall, he fell out. It was relatively similar to the beginning of his fight with Saitama. A sickening feeling of jealousy poured into him when he thought about fight. A feeling he haven’t had in a while.

“Fuck!”

Vijaya looked at the small puddle of blood. “This is my blood! This bastard dared to spill it! I will end him!” went through her mind. She was really angry. It’s better to not spill her blood. If you want to be alive.

A sudden rush of rage flooded her body. She was covered in a red flaming aura in less than a second. Her iris began to glow neon green and her pupil shrank to a slit.

Speaking of power, the aura, or pheromones, Boros sensed from her changed. That deep navy blue aura he knew her to have usually, it turned in a light opacity of magenta. He shrugged this change off, including the red aura. “Pathetic. Do you really think you can defeat me? Even with that power change?”

Vijaya slowly paced at him, like in their first encounter. This time, she unsheathes the sword, swung it in a fast circular motion through the air and points it towards Boros.

She focused on his mind. “I bet, you enjoyed this time as a being, who ate their own species!” She was sending this telepathically. Triggering her victims is her speciality. Vijaya grinned at him malevolently and slowly paces closer.

The cyclops was around two meters away from him. Suddenly, she slashed with her sword through the air.

“Bravo, bravo, that motion of your unsheathing that sword reminds me of my younger days.” Boros cautiously backed away, keeping an eye on the sword. It was no use of trying to hide his past. He would at least dodge his trigger word to prevent panicking. 

Boros widened his eye. He frantically backed up from her, for once again his chest tighten. His breath grew to become shaky, as his pupil dilated. The things he kept locked up, their back. Lowering his head, he started to shake, violently. Bending down, Boros struggling to breathe through his mouth and nose.

He glanced up, right at the double edged sword. With a shaky arm, Boros caught the sword at the tip. The blade had sliced through the calloused exoskeleton. His violet blood trickled from the wound. 

“You know, my sword is actually not an ordinary one.” Vijaya chuckled.

She tightens her grip on it’s hilt. “Dark Matter Release!” The blade’s color slowly changed from the usual silver to dark purple. Starting from the hilt to the tip. The ornament started to glow stronger.

He always had a feeling that sword of Vijaya’s was…off. The cyclops looked at blade point down to the shining purple ornament with a teary eye. Dark matter indeed. This was a truly special sword. Now, his only problem with the small gravitational pull sword.

That’s when he smirked. Why didn’t he think of that? He grabbed the sword, and with his strength, Boros yanked it away. “Honestly, you’re also fighting one of the most, if not second most, physically powerful being in the universe.” His voice was shaky and near incoherent. The larger one swiftly backed away with the blade still clutched in his hand, still unnerved from the swift mental torture.

Shaking his head vigorously once more, Boros grabbed the handle of this blade, and ripped it from his other. His face instantly contorted into a wince. “That stung more than it should.” He shook his hand, just shaking the blood off.

The cyclops growled as she bared her sharp teeth at him. “How dare you?” she barked.

Her body was shaking. Not from fear, no, from the raging hate what dwells in her body. “There is something I would never do. Surrender to my stupid older brother or to one of his fucking counterparts! Not over my dead body!” hissed Vijaya at Boros. Vijaya also sealed the dark matter again.

The cyclops noticed the other’s quivering. Scared? He thought of that first, then he look at her eye. Hatred and anger. “Surrendering may be the best option however.”  Boros looked at the blade when the very dark purple retreated back into the hilt, revealing the same sterling silver it originally was. “I must say however, this power of yours with dark matter, it’s marvelously interesting.”

He just took the punch. After all it didn’t hurt as much as his sliced hand, which had already stopped bleeding. Staggering back a bit, Boros rubbed his face for a second. Boros reached out instantly, placing his hand around the woman’s neck. Kicking her legs enough to push her down, he kept his grip around her neck. The being leaned over Vijaya in a domineering way, staring down at her. With his thumb over the front of her neck, he applied a small amount of force against her larynx. Still clutching the sword handle, he brought the blade up to the bare side of her neck, barely pressed against her skin.

“Asshole!” is all, what she want to yell at him, but the pressure on her neck prevents, that she could even speak. But somehow, Vijaya managed to bring up an answer to his question about her surrendering.

“Then I’ll make you.” With that, he withdrew the sword from her neck. Dropping that same sword, Boros pulled his fist back and rammed it into her stomach, in the same place of course. He rose his arm and struck the side of Vijaya’s neck with his wrist.