Saiyan Primal Ascension

Two years had passed since I began my training at Ryozanpaku, and the time had arrived for Kenichi to face Odin. As Kenichi stepped forward to confront Odin, I felt their levels in power and while Kenichi was at a 40, Odin was around 62. Kenichi would win because of plot armor but this was boring besides i want to have a go at him. So I decided to intervene.

"Kenichi," I called out, my voice firm and resolute. "You're not ready for this fight. Let me handle it."

Kenichi looked surprised, about to protest, but before he could utter a word, I swiftly used my technique, "knocking," to immobilize him temporarily. With Kenichi temporarily incapacitated, I turned my attention to Odin, who regarded me with a mix of surprise and amusement. As I tossed Kenichi towards loki who caught him.

"You?" Odin scoffed, his voice laced with arrogance. "What makes you think you can take me on, Celera?"

Ignoring his taunts, I launched myself at Odin with lightning speed, it was time to bully the bully. As Odin attempted to counter my attacks, he found himself unable to land a single blow as i weaved around his attackes easily. I moved around him effortlessly, striking him in the rips.

With each blow, I could sense Odin's frustration growing. Despite his efforts, he couldn't keep up with my speed or skill. Well he was still green compared to me and I had killed plentyof beings.

As the battle unfolded, I noticed a I couldn't help but smile and begin to get cocky. "Oh come on little Odin, I though you were supposed to be a challenge. Your teacher must be very disappointed.

Meanwhile, Kenichi's mentors watched from across the river, exchanging concerned glances as they observed the intensity of the battle. They could see the raw power within me, but they also recognized that I was toying with odin.

"She's incredibly powerful," Hayato Furinji remarked, his voice tinged with worry. "But she must learn to control that murderers intent."

The other masters nodded in agreement. "If she doesn't, it could consume her and she will follow in the steps of the first deciple" Kensei Ma added while looking at Hayato.

Despite the concerns of my mentors that i could hear, I continued to press forward, my blows raining down on Odin. With each strike, I pushed him closer to defeat, no defeat wasn't enough, I would break him.

As Odin and I clashed in battle, the intensity of our fight echoed through the air. With each exchange of blows, the tension between us grew palpable, as the rest of the gangs watched.

As Odin attempted to counter my strikes, I anticipated his movements he was to slow to prove a real threat to me. With a swift and fluid motion, I closed the distance between us, my fists a blur as they struck with lethal accuracy.

Sensing an opening, I launched a barrage of strikes aimed directly at Odin's arms, targeting his joints. With each impact, I could feel the resistance of his muscles giving way, the bones beneath them beginning to splinter under the force of my assault.

With a sickening crunch, I heard the unmistakable sound of bones breaking as Odin's arms buckled under the pressure and my smile grew bigger, ah just like I remember back in my days in japan. Despite his attempts to defend himself, he was powerless to stop the onslaught, his screams of pain echoing off the walls of the abandoned building this fight took in the anime.

Ignoring his pleas for mercy, I pressed forward, my attacks relentless as I continued to rain down blows upon him. With each strike, I could see the agony etched on his face. "Aww what happen mighty Odin? You can do better then this!"

Finally, with one last devastating strike, I delivered the finishing blow, shattering Odins remaining arms and leaving him writhing in agony on ground.

As Odin lay there, nursing his broken arms, his teacher, Isshinsai Ogata, stepped forward to collect him. Surprisingly, instead of anger or disappointment, a faint smile tugged at the corners of Ogata's lips as he assessed the aftermath of the battle.

"Well, well, well," Ogata mused, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "It seems you've made quite an impression, Celera."

I regarded him warily, unsure of what his reaction meant. "What do you mean?" I asked cautiously. Not even bothering to sense his power level.

Ogata chuckled softly, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. "You've certainly proven yourself to be a formidable fighter," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "I must admit, I'm rather impressed."

I blinked in surprise at his unexpected praise, caught off guard by his reaction. "Thank you," I replied, unsure of how to respond to his unexpected approval.

Before I could say anything more, Kenichi's masters arrived on the scene, their expressions grave as they assessed the situation. Hayato Furinji stepped forward, his eyes flashing with concern as he surveyed the aftermath of the battle.

"What are you planningto do?" Furinji demanded, his voice stern as he addressed Ogata.

Ogata regarded him calmly, his expression unreadable. "Just a little spar between students, this wont force my hand" he replied smoothly, his tone casual despite the tension in the air.

Furinji's gaze hardened as he studied Ogata, his suspicions clearly aroused. "I expect better from the master of Yami," he said, his voice tinged with disapproval.

Ogata merely shrugged, unfazed by Furinji's judgment. "As do I," he replied cryptically, before turning to leave with Odin in tow.

As they departed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settle over me. Despite Ogata's apparent approval, I knew that my actions would have consequences. But for now, I pushed those thoughts aside.

As the dust settled and the tension lingered in the air, Kenichi's masters convened to discuss the events that had transpired. Their voices were low, murmurs of concern and disapproval echoing through the dojo as they deliberated on the appropriate course of action.

Kensei Ma, his expression stern, spoke up first. "That was reckless," he remarked, his tone laced with disappointment. "She let her emotions get the better of her, and now there will be consequences."

Akisame Koetsuji nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed in contemplation. "Celera's potential is undeniable, but she lacks discipline," he observed, his voice measured. "She must learn to control her impulses if she wishes to reach her full potential."

Shigure Kōsaka, ever the enigma, remained silent, her gaze focused intently on the unfolding scene. However, the tension in her posture betrayed her concern, her usually composed demeanor faltering in the face of Celera's actions.

Finally, Hayato Furinji stepped forward, his expression grave as he addressed me. "Celera," he began, his voice tinged with regret, "your actions today have crossed a line. As a student of Ryozanpaku, we expect discipline and restraint in battle. What you displayed today was neither."

I nodded, acknowledging his words but feeling a sense of detachment from the situation. "I understand," I replied calmly, knowing the outcome that was to come.

Furinji regarded me with a mixture of disappointment and sadness. "For your actions, you are hereby banished from Ryozanpaku," he announced, his voice heavy with regret.

Despite the weight of his words, I felt strangely unaffected. This banishment was merely a means to an end, I got what I want and thanks to my saiyan heritage I learned extremely quickly.

With a nod of acceptance, I turned to leave, letting my tail loose and letting it flow freely behind me as I used knocking on myself, releasing the block I had set on my power.

5,200 = 9,100

Letting out a howl as my energy rippled around me, pushing back my old masters. God it wasn't smart to block it for so long. It hurt when I released it all, I kind of understood now why that would scream so much when they powered up.

As the energy surged around me, my pink ki pulsating with raw power, I could feel the shocked gazes of Kenichi's masters boring into me. Their expressions were a mixture of awe and disbelief, their eyes wide as they struggled to comprehend what just happened.

Kensei Ma's jaw dropped in astonishment, his usually stoic demeanor crumbling in the face of the overwhelming energy. "What... what is this?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper as he struggled to find the words to articulate his shock.

Akisame Koetsuji, ever the analytical mind, studied me with keen interest, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of my saiyan tail swaying behind me. "Remarkable," he murmured, his voice tinged with curiosity. "I've never seen anything like this before."

Shigure Kōsaka remained silent, her expression unreadable as she observed me with a mixture of fascination and wariness. Despite her usual composure, I could sense a flicker of uncertainty in her gaze, a hint of unease at the sight of my newfound power.

Hayato Furinji, always the voice of reason, regarded me with a mixture of concern and determination. "Celera," he said, his voice steady despite the chaos unfolding around us, "what is the meaning of this?"

I met his gaze head-on, my own eyes ablaze with determination as I revealed the truth. "I am not from this world," I confessed, my voice echoing with a sense of otherworldly conviction. "I am a saiyan, a warrior from a distant planet. This place was merely a minor stop on my journey but you won't have to worry no other aliens would come to this world." Truthfully I wasn't sure if there were aliens in this universe but for now I'd give them peace of mind with this lie.

The revelation hung in the air, the gravity of my words sinking in as Kenichi's masters grappled with the implications of my alien heritage. Despite their shock, I could see a glimmer of understanding dawning in their eyes, why I learned so quickly. Why I was far stronger and faster then people my age. And why ever time they tried to tail me when I left the dojo I'd vanish.

With a final glance at the stunned faces of Kenichi's masters, I turned and made my exit, flying into the air and vanishing from their sight as I flew up towards the planets atmosphere. As I gathered ki into my fist and punched the large 6 star dragon ball that appeared infront of me.

I entered and left this world behind. Returning to my home universe of dragon ball. Continued my search for planet earth, my search for Kakarot.

As I soared through the cosmos, time seemed to stretch and bend around me, carrying me forward on my journey through the vast expanse of space. It had been several years since I left Ryozanpaku behind, and in that time, I had continued to train and grow stronger, embracing my saiyan heritage, on a jungleplanet I had spent over a year training to get a better control of mt great ape form. It had been raining that night while i had been meditating that while trying to tap into that power while keeping my normal form. And as lightninghad stroke me, I opened my eyes and looked into the lake i had been flooting just above. My eyes had turned a nice yellow and my grin grew wider. I had learned how to use Ikari. And I smiled as I used it in space boosting my speed even more.

Now, as I approached the planet Earth, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation coursing through my veins.

As I descended towards the familiar blue-green orb below, my senses tingled with anticipation, finally i found earth. I spotted it, a small pod hurtling towards the planet's surface, its trajectory set for impact.

My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the unmistakable energy signature emanating from the pod. It was him, Raditz's But something was different this time. His power level exceeded anything I had sensed from him before, far surpassing the meager 1200 he displayed in the anime. He was at a staggering 3000. Well done Raditz you did good, still not as good as me, I smiled smugly. My current powered being 12,000.

Now what to do? Let things kind of play out the same way and wait to save the day or come in now and force the prince and Nappa to come to earth while training the z fighters? Kakarot would still need to die no? To meet king Kai.