Key: ALucard6

IGN: Ardicho

Rank: Saiyan General

RP:     The planet Vegeta was a barren, lawless wasteland. The surface of the planet was hostile with both living and unliving threats. The weather could strip the skin off a lesser being without protection, and the gravity would cripple most aliens not born into a gravity well greater than Vegeta's. Yet there lived many a tribe of warriors, not much more than gangs of thugs, roaming the ferocious surface, warring with each other for gain and prosperity. In one of these gangs, a Saiyan to be named Ardicho was born to the gang's current leaders. Yet despite his heritage, his life was far from easy. The gang "Zarubi" did not welcome weakness of any kind, and the infant was about as weak as they come. Or at least, that's what they all thought, until one unfortunate Saiyan attempted to incapacitate the young Saiyan. Ardicho had been trained in the martial style of his family, of course, but he had also observed many a streetfight in his youth. The moment the assailant placed a hand on Ardicho's shoulder, he grabbed it, and twisted his wrist almost to the point of breaking it while he drove a leg out to hook it behind the other Saiyan's dominant leg. He pulled back his foot and fell on top of the other, hand still twisted and contorted. When he spoke, it was calm, measured, and almost punitive; "You will never lay your filthy hands on me again, or I will take it from you. You understand?" The nervous Saiyan nodded, tension causing his arm to cramp. "Yes yes! I wont ever do it again!" As he spoke, he tugged at his arm, and when Ardicho released it, he fled.

      Years of this passed, molding Ardicho into the person he was now. He abhorred the tribe mentality, saw the power in teaming together under a singular cause, yet no one would listen. They were stuck in their ways. It was on Ardicho's 342nd meditation session that he was interrupted with his first bit of interesting news in years; there was another Saiyan causing a ruckus in another tribe. "So what makes you think it interests me?" He asked, not even opening his eyes. The Saiyan spoke in a respectful tone; "It's a female... She challenges her leader!" Ardicho looked over at the messenger and wove him away. Surely this woman isn't going to win this battle, he thought as he headed towards the field with the emanating power. Upon his arrival, he saw two of the mighty Oozaru in battle, one having a clear edge over the other one. As a powerful blow was struck against the smaller one, it fell to its back, reverting to the form of a female. 'That must be her' Ardicho continued watching in awe as the battered Saiyaness form a blade of energy around her arm and cut of the Oozaru's tail, and when he fell and passed out, she raised the tail claiming all who oppose her would meet the same fate. Ardicho nodded disapprovingly thinking how low must she be to stoop to such tactics. He returned to his own tribe, disappointed.

      About 6 years later, Ardicho found himself in front of a grand gate, about to present his power and usefulness to the new ruler of Vegeta. He had never met her before, but he had listened and heard of her rise to power. The new Queen of Vegeta was Avoca, the same Saiyaness that cut the tail off her gang's leader. As he heard her trials, he gained a sense of respect for the woman; more than most beasts on the planet, he saw the brilliance in her aim. It was that very reason that he was here now. He had planned to join her ranks as a General, and carry out her vision. Under her rule, the gang she presided over had boomed in prosperity, and Ardicho knew it was always better to be on the winning side. He was led into the complex by similarly dressed guards, not saying a word. As he came into the Queen's room, he took a knee, bowing to her. "I am Ardicho, Son of Aruga and Rudebeg, of the tribe Zarubi. I have come to join your ranks and carry out your orders, as I can see a viable leader when I see one." His pride hurt as he pledged his loyalty to a female Saiyan, but he brushed aside those feelings, thinking on the respect he had for her to do what needed to be done despite her honor, and her obvious intelligence in leading her tribe. As the Queen spoke she gave him the entire royal treatment that he had expected, postulation and big, grandiose dreams, yet he knew that she could do it, he watched this Saiyaness rise through her own tribe with her own power. She was one worthy of his respect. This was the smart choice, the one to best benefit him, and after the complex ceremony, he became her General, and he would use his talents to expand the territory and rule of Avoca's kingdom.