Get Stronger, Soldier!

An unwanted yawn managed to escape Jisto's lips as he stared up at the fluffy, white clouds. His eyes were rather tired and dead, something his mother would usually comment on. She would tell him to get up and play some stupid sport. She would tell him to get up and help her clean the place. Usually it was anything that was able to get him sweating. It was at times like this he missed his home, yet was happy he left. He shuffled in his current eagle position on the grass and suppressed another yawn. It would be a good idea to start up his training right about now. Hopefully, he would be able to before he could fall asleep. With a groan and a frown, the demi-saiyan pushed himself off his relatively comfortable spot on the ground. He then adjusted his slanted hat back into place and began to stretch. He performed simple ones that included stretching his legs, his arms, his back, his fingers. Basically he stretched anything he possibly could at the moment.

A small tune left his frame while he did so. The hum was from a catchy song he always used to hear on the radio at home. "Me and all my friends, we're all misunderstood. They say we stand for nothing and there's no way we ever could..." and the boy continued to mumble the lyrics from there. Another minute or two had passed by before he was completely finished. Unfortunately, by then Jisto had the strong urge to drop onto the surface and sleep the day away. He couldn't do that, though, he had to continue his small training session. While licking his rather dry lips he observed the area he was in, noting it was more of an open field. Well, it was an open field, until you hit the abundant amount of trees that were around it. The youth slowly shut his eyes and began to focus on his surroundings. He could hear it all, the birds chirping, the other small animals inhabiting the area, the way the wind rustled the leaves on trees.

To say the least it was quite calming. The youth released a long sigh before settling down into a horseback stance. His feet were set a moderate distance away from each other and he kept his fists clenched, both of them by their respective sides. He proceeded to suck in a large amount of air through his mouth before releasing it in a single, slow and smooth breath. Jisto could feel the Ki building up in his body as he began to focus. With a short, yet loud shout an aura immediately surrounded the demi-saiyan's frame. The action forced his cap to fly off his head and onto the ground, revealing his messy raven hair. Luckily, this didn't deter his focus. His aura had a pale red hue which made the color lean towards being pink. Of course, he would never describe it as such to someone else. Sweat rolled down the side of his head as he attempted to maintain this state. Despite increasing his strength by a large amount, it put a good dent in his stamina, meaning he couldn't keep it active for too long.

After straightening his back, he let loose a sigh as a small smile appeared in his features. To be honest, it took quite a long time until he was able to do that. Around, say, a day or two. He was glad to finally be able to get it down without feeling exhausted afterwards. Jisto took a single step backwards and feel flat onto his back. It was a good thing his hat was right beside him, for he took the cap and placed it over his eyes. Once he placed his hands over his chest, a couple of snores could be heard originating from his body. Yes, it was time for that little nap he very much deserved.

WC: 661

"Hey. Kid. Wake up." A cloaked figure stood over Jisto, trying to shake him awake.

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Before he was able to completely head into dreamland, he could feel someone shaking him. With a groan he lifted the hat off his face and sent a half-hearted glare at the culprit. Of course, he couldn't completely register that the stranger was in a cloak, since most of his brain was shut down. "What, mom?" he grumbled, still feeling and looking half asleep. Jisto released another yawn and and pushed himself onto his feet. After brushing off his clothing, the boy took a good look at the stranger and almost gasped in surprise. He really just called this random person his mother..."Er...sorry about that..." he started out, a light pink now dusting his cheeks, "What do you want?"

"I need a hero," the gruff-voiced homeless man said, "The normal heroes have all gone on a field trip, or something."

He merely stared at the man for a moment, wondering if he was joking around or not. It was definitely a funny thing to think of him, of all people, as a hero. Jisto tapped his chin in thought and placed his hat on his head. Perhaps this man saw him powering up earlier and assumed he would be helpful. Yes, that would make a large amount of sense. "Hero, huh..." he whispered as if he was testing out the word. The boy shrugged and sent the cloaked man a somewhat forced smile. "Helping you out wouldn't hurt me...What do you need, gramps?" he said in a soft tone.

The man hadn't planned on letting his disguise down quite so soon, but he couldn't resist as he chuckled to himself, "Gramps?" The homeless old man shrugged off his cloak, revealing a nine-year-old child, floating in front of him. "I'm a young member of a pandimensional race of god-monkeys that were the Siayans' and humans' ancestors. And I need you to do something for me that may decide the fate of this universe." He paused, before reavling....

"I need you to take me to a casino."

His face remained stoical as the stranger revealed himself to be a child. The comment about coming from some god-monkey race went straight to Jisto's left out then out the other. Really, all he did was scratch the back of his head and yawn. Though, what the man- not man, kid -said last actually reach his brain and stay in there. The boy's lips curled into a small smile, then a large smile, then a full-blown grin. Finally, he laughed. Yes, he laughed his head off...not literally however. Tears formed in the corner of Jisto's eyes as he placed a single hand over his mouth, attempting to stop his laughter. "That's rich! A casino!" he replied, his words now muffled. He eventually calmed down and released a short sigh.

After taking his hand away from his mouth, he continued talking. "Sure, I'll take you to one. But...they're usually in cities and we're out in the wilderness." Jisto gestured to the open space they were in and the trees surrounding it. He then began to levitate a few feet off the ground, obviously using his Ki to do so. "We can go whenever you're ready..."

Auron got into his father's spaceship, conveniently disguised as a blue policebox, and waited for the other to follow him inside.

He blinked repeatedly as the kid got into some police box that he for some reason didn't spot before. That was definitely strange. Things like this could truly make a guy wonder...back on topic. It seemed like the kid was waiting on him to go inside too, which forced Jisto to raise an eyebrow. He merely shrugged before heading into the police box as well, not aware that it was indeed a spaceship. "Care to explain what this is?" he asked while tapping one of the walls.

Auron flipped a switch. The inside morphed into a large chamber with a round, central console filled with levers and the like. "Oh, my name's Auron." He closed the doors and flipped a few more levers, and opened the door again, He walked out into the casino room, shapeshifting into a tall man with a dashing black tuxedo and matching bow-tie. He waited for the other to step out of the phonebox.

Jisto watched as the inside transformed into a room with a console, one you would usually spot in those sci-fi movies. Of course, that was from his point of view, but others would most likely think the same. Instead of an answer to his question, he received the kid's name. "Er...the name's Jisto." he replied, staring at all the levers that were being pulled. Once the doors opened once more, the boy was forced to rub his eyes in slight disbelief. They were really in a Casino...he expected to be flying there rather than using some police box. He scratched the back of his head and walked out of said box, taking note of the place. "Let me guess...you want me to play some casino game with you now?" he said. He inspected Auron's new appearance for a bit before sighing...again. He could tell he would be doing that a lot today.

"You'll probably die if ypu don't put this on, Jisto," Auron said casually while handing him a gasmask. "Oh, and make yourself a bit older." He tossed him a magic marker to draw himself a moustache with. He finally answered the question, "Of course not. That would be ridiculous. This whole casino is run by werewolves. And they're preparing for war." He corrected himself, "Alien werewolves."

Jisto sweat dropped as he took the gas mask and expertly caught the marker. He stared at the items for a bit before shrugging and drawing a mini mustache on his lip. Once he was finished with that, the boy quickly put the gas mask on and stared at Auron. He released a chuckle at the answer he was given. Things like this were really not too surprising anymore. "Alien werewolves...hm. Who are they going against?" he responded while lightly twirling the magic marker around in his hand.

Auron made sure his gasmask was on properly and strode confodently past gsmbler and winners and a sea of loser. He clamboured over a blackjack table, refusing to stray from his straight path. "Right then!" He flashed a Seraphim badge at a tuxedoed official-looking man, "Universal Police. Where's the ventilation room?" He pointedly worriedly.

Jisto quickly followed Auron, slightly miffed that his question wasn't answered. Oh well, perhaps he should just stay silent for the rest of this little trip. Once they arrived in front of some fancy looking guy, the youth watched Auron show off some strange badge with mild interest. He most likely needed that to show he had authorization to be there or...something. Jisto quickly surveyed the area until he spotted a black door with two other fancy guys on either side of it. He casually pointed in their direction, which was towards the left, before the official looking man in front of them responded. "I'm guessing it's over there...I mean, those guys seem pretty spiffy...like this one," he said to Auron.

Auron nodded and strolled casually towarss the other two, once again flashing the badge. At this, however, one of the men said in a voice much too deep for appearance, "No entry, officers ." Auron glared at him for a moment, and shrugged. He put his hands on the two guards, and they turned into two piles of dust. M

He stepped over them and threw open the doors, "I hate doing that. Expends too much energy. Ah, well."