At the Crossroads ( Maiyah and OPEN )

[Maiyah]

Maiyah had seen better days. Having to steal away to West City already put her in a bad mood just to think about. Doing it was a chore all on its own, and Maiyah's fury on the road showed in her quick maneuvering between cars along the five-lane streets on her motorcycle. Maiyah could never bring herself to understand the idiocy of the city and all the idiots that lived in it. Why couldn't they have as much common sense as country folk? They sure as hell weren't making her errands run smoothly, that was for damn sure. Her first bit was to take her Jericho to the gunsmith and get it repaired, as well as get some ammo packs and a silencer. Her second concern was gas for her bike. She had half a mind to pay that much for gas, and felt it wasn't worth it just yet. Perhaps it would go down in the middle of the night, and Maiyah spent the rest of her time window shopping.

She went inside various shops that sold women's clothes, both cheap and expensive, with her gun hidden in an inner pocket of her jacket. The jeans had caught her eye, and Maiyah had a deliriously happy time trying them on with various tops. She cringed however, looking at herself in the mirror. While she was just having fun, the thought of simply taking the clothes crossed her mind for the briefest of seconds, and it left a bad taste in her mouth. She left the store, having put everything back and buying two pairs of jeans, before continuing her window shopping. While West City was annoying, loud and undeniably stupid, they did have nice commerce, and Maiyah was happy to indulge her girlish tendencies, going into a shoe shop next and trying on various heels and gladiator sandals. She left the store empty handed, simply having fun just trying things on, and leaving the petty thievery to those that were below her.

Once the sun began to set, Maiyah found her motorcycle, tagged with a parking ticket next to an expired meter. She took the ticket and nonchalantly stuffed it into her back pocket before riding off down the streets. The red neon lights of a bar caught her attention, and Maiyah parked her cycle and went inside. Inside, there were only a few patrons lingering, and Maiyah enjoyed the quiet save for a small group of musicians that took turns to go up and play their respective instruments, mainly saxophones, harmonicas and acoustic guitars. She sat at the counter and looked to the tender, who did not turn his head to greet her, but mainly his eyes, meeting them with a deadpanned expression on his face as he cleaned his glass.

"Couple beers if you don't mind," she said. She wasn't aiming to get trashed tonight, and she cracked open her first beer when the evening began, and her second about two hours later. Sitting on her barstool, she sat turned, facing the stage when a saxophone player sang a lonely tune on his humble piece of brass. Her cheek rested heavily on her palm and her eyes started to droop as she listened. Her breathing was slow, and she silently wished for him to continue when he stopped and gave a humble bow to the remaining patrons' light claps.

A man came in not too shortly after and ordered a mixed drink, sitting uncomfortably close to her. She shifted and gave a deep, slow sigh as the next musician in the round came up with his harmonica, joined by another with a small set of bongos. The man next to her had a gruff voice that she recognized and when he spoke to her, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and froze. Her body tensed, despite his somewhat lighthearted greeting, "Nice night, ain't it."

She knew that voice, that voice that once broke her heart every time she heard it and now haunted her in her dreams. She slowly turned to look at him, staring at him silently for a good couple of minutes. He only grinned at her, his face prickly with age and his hair long and draping about his jawline and the nape of his neck, "Hey girlie."

Maiyah only stared at him deadpanned for a few more minutes before uttering, "Conrad," and socking him in the eye the next, forcing him off his chair and onto the ground. When he toppled over with a grunt, she stood up from her stool and the tender and other patrons tensed, and the music stopped. "Take it outside! I don't need anymore blood on my damn floors!" he yelled, his hands on the counter. Maiyah ignored his plea and reached for her Jericho, pulling it out and pointing it at Conrad.

"Nice of you to show your face so easily, now I won't have to look far in order to kill you," she said.

"Oh Maiyah, don't be like that."

"Too late. You can't save yourself from me, Conrad."

When the first bullet was fired, Conrad quickly turned on heel, dodging the bullet swiftly and busting out the door. Maiyah chased after him, shooting at his car as he got in and drove away. She got onto her motorcycle and chased after him, shooting at his car whenever she was close enough.

[Goku]

Gohan was flying home after that surprise visit from Broly. If he was back..who else was? This couldn't be good. Praying nothing else would go wrong today, he decided to look down at the city below. Even though he was thirty two now, he still took enjoyment in how everything looked just...so small from above. Call it coincidence, but as he flew overhead he just happened to see a car driving at high speed, trying to avoid the motorcycle that was...shooting at him?!

"Hero time!" says Gohan as he brings his left arm up and presses two buttons on his watch simultaneously. In a flash, his fighting gi was replaced by the black underclothes, green tunic, red cape, Saiyan boots and gloves, and orange helmet with a black visor covering his face. Ki surrounding his body like wildfire Great Saiyaman flew down directly inbetween Maiyah and the car she was shooting at! "Evil doers beware!" says Gohan as he holds both arms out like a T and runs in place, Maiyah's bullets bouncing off of his chest as he contined to strike poses.

"The guardian of freedom and justice is here!" he continued as his next pose was the final portion of the Fusion Dance before he straightened himself out again and folded his arms over his head forming an M as he kneeled down slightly at the knees. "The one..the only, Great Saiyaman has arrived!"finished Gohan as he now placed his right arm on the ground and lifted his feet up off the ground, and held his left arm straight out, finishing his pose. Oh come on Gohan...that's still too long... he thought to himself as the car being shot at continued to drive off.

Straightening himself so that he stood upright, Gohan would ball his hands into fists and place them on his hips, glaring at Maiyah from behind his visor. "Citizen! You know you can really hurt someone shooting a gun like that in public. It is also very illegal to even attempt to shoot at someone. As per my heroic duty, I'm afraid I will have to take you to the police station." After he had finished, Gohan would take a step toward Maiyah and attempt to reach for her. If successful, he would lift her off of her bike with ease.

[Maiyah]

Maiyah found herself suddenly struggling to stop so she wouldn't wind up smacking into this strangely dressed lunatic that dropped down from out of nowhere into her path. Her wheels burned and she skidded and screeched to a halt, her bike now perpendicular to flow of directed traffic. She growled at this man, first watching Conrad speed off completely unscathed, and then this random guy doing poses and saying words. Her head ached with the possibilities of who the hell this was and why he was here, but the only reasonable conclusion she could come up with was that he was some kind of superhero wannabe with nothing better to do with his time.

She growled at him, "Kid, don't give me that crap. I'm not trying to hurt him, I'm trying to kill him. And now thanks to you the bastard got away!" She couldn't stop herself from snarling. She was tired from the two beers she had, and her gun was in dire need of being reloaded. "I don't know what the hell you're trying to pull, but perhaps you should save your tricks for Hallo--AHH!" Maiyah began to flail when she was suddenly being lifted up off of her bike.

Naturally, she struggled, and began kicking at him, "Put me down! I'm not being turned in to the damn cops and sure as hell not by some stupidly dressed cheerleading idiot!" Maiyah tossed up her gun and caught it by the muzzle, attempting to pistol whip this guy across his visor.

[goten]

Goten was in a pretty bad mood that night. He was still thinking about Broly, who had been kicking their butts the other day. He had just got dumped by a girl that he thought he loved. Her name was Nokota. She was blonde. Goten only dated her for 3 days.

He smiled at her face when she said it was over. Goten now was flying through the City, and saw the Saiyaman there, but he decided that he wasn't gonna stop. Until he saw him talking to a woman. Goten flew down swiftly, right after he used his watch to become The Great Saiyaman 3.

Goten then said, "What seems to be the problem?" He didn't want to do the fruity little dance.

[Goku]

"If you were going to kill someone, then I have to take you....HEY!!" Gohan had been cut off as his visor was pistol whipped, causing it to crack heavily. Oh man, Bulma's gonna kill me. She nearly turned into Mom the last time this happened... thought Gohan. His thoughts of course, were then interrupted by Goten's voice, followed by him turning into....another Saiyaman? Making a mental note to ask him about that later, Gohan would continue on like normal.

"I've got this...all under...control.." says Gohan as he struggles to keep a squirming Maiyah under his control, reaching up and squeezing the grip around the pistol so that it crushes easily from his strength. "I'm just going to take this person to jail on account of attempted murder..." Like usual though, sirens could be heard growing closer and closer, followed by flashing blue and red lights, as about ten police cars pulled up to the scene.

"Thanks Saiyaman..." says a dog like officer as he reaches for his handcuffs. "Not a problem!" replied Gohan in a deep voice as he set Maiyah down. The police should be able to handle this....right? "If you need my assitance officer just yell my name and I shall be there, for wherever there is evil afoot.." Gohan then took the time to twirl around, ending with his right arm pulled back, whilst his left was held straight out, both legs kneeling downward. "GREAT SAIYAMAN WILL BE THERE!!!" Leaving the police just...blinking Gohan then turned to Goten. "Come....Saiya...boy!" Gohan couldn't think of anything else. "We must be off!!" Leaving Maiyah in the polices hands, Gohan then flew off into the horizon.

[Maiyah]

Maiyah at least got a crack on the guy's helmet and she snarled, half-snickering, half-growling at him. His words irritated her and she continued to struggle and thrash in his grip, "Please! That man has more reasons for you to put him in prison than you even know what to do with!" Maiyah was then startled to find her prized Jericho to end up nothing but a hot and crumpled mess in the man's grip. Not only was she shocked that this guy was strong enough to crush her weapon without effort, but now her gun was completely useless. And she had just gotten the damn thing repaired today.

"Damnit, you're paying for a new gun!" she hissed. The appearance of the other guy, just as stupidly dressed, made Maiyah's jaw drop. There were more of these freaks? "Just my luck," she spat, "Conrad decides to harass me, then I get jumped by two idiots. This is just so flippin' perfect." The sirens of upcoming police cars caused her to freeze, then growl and roll her eyes. She never usually had to deal with cops, at least not until this joker and his sidekick came along. "Attempted murder!? More like poetic justice! Failed poetic justice at that! Thanks to your idiocy!"

Being set down, Maiyah was grabbed by two of the cops gathered around. "Wow, ten cops, eh? Am I really this popular, or do you guys really have nothing else to do with your evening?" she muttered. When one of the cops mentioned 'Saiyaman,' Maiyah couldn't stop herself from making a face, "Saiyaman? Are you serious?" She stared at him momentarily, seething as she watched him do his moves and say his lines before lifting off. Maiyah took this time to thrash, swat and kick at the cops, knocking them away and punching at them. She wasn't the best hand-to-hand fighter, but her work as a thief and combat experience against other thieves at least helped her in her objective to escape.

[goten]

Goten laughed at his brother's goofy dances. He flew off as soon as his brother did. When they started flying, Goten then said, "Uhh, Gohan, I think she's escaping, should we go back?"

Goten didn't even look back or sense her power level, he could just tell that she was running by loud shouts. Goten, without hearing what Gohan thought, flew back.

[Maiyah]

Maiyah, despite her odds, had taken good care of the majority of the cops, knocking them in the face with hard jabs and elbows. The disarmed one and shot him in the leg before pointing her newly obtained gun at the last of them, "Saiyaidiot doesn't know whose business he's delving into." She slowly backed away from the cops, making her way to her bike, now stalling in the street. She growled at them, the rest of them pointing their guns at her.

"Put the gun down, miss," one of them said. He was shaking a little, probably a rookie. She smirked at him, "Trust me, I've dealt with teenagers more dangerous than you." She growled as she lifted up her bike and eased herself ontop of it. Her face was now blemished with a swollen eye and cheek. They were going to bruise up within the next couple hours. She shot at their radios and guns, revving up her bike and smirking at them, "Don't follow me. You're better off."

Seeing the one called Saiyaboy returning, Maiyah snarled and pointed the gun at him, "Stay away from me, punk!" With the gun still pointed up at him, she shoved her bike off down the road, the engine roaring as she sped along the contour of the sidewalk.