This definitely wasn’t turning out to be one of the more pleasant locations. Asmoskon continued to trudge through the shin high snow that cling to his form. He had maneuvered through snow growing up yet this was so much different. It was compact, wet, heavy almost like being forced to walk through cement. It was something that Asmoskon could accomplish and had been doing so for the last two days, that didn’t mean he had to be happy about the situation though.

“Damn really should’ve gone South first.”

Traveling throughout the world in search of others that were at least near his power. That was the goal that Asmoskon sought. Having left West City due to the complacency that it had all become. He had started to sink. Becoming one of the individuals content with their power and never seeking a new level. What purpose did he run the criminals in that city for? He didn’t seek out money nor fear. He didn’t hold it hostage against the government or take pleasure in murder or any sort of sex trade. The only reason he had become the leader was his method of fighting the sting and proving his superiority. The criminals were all weak and relied on him for everything. So having decided that it just wasn’t worth it, the young man packed up what he wanted and left in search of martial arts!

He remembered reading about a town where all of the greatest living martial artists converged. Where the stories of the legends were verified. This was his real goal. To learn as much as possible and become the strongest human on Earth. He would become a larger figure in history than even Mr. Satan! As he moved throughout the snow now, pushing past the severe chill that borrowed down to his bones. He could make out a different site against the bland plainness of the snow scape.

It took him a few minutes to reach the ruins of what looked like some sort of tower. Moving through this hazardous environment was his training at the moment. He’d heard that enduring such things could potentially awake the true strength of a warrior. As he approached the ruins of whatever the hell this shit was before he saw the light of a fire.

“Someone else dumb enough to endure the cold? Whatever time to find out.”

Getting near the fire in the center of the ruins didn’t take more than another few moments. Although when he neared then that’s when he saw a man that looked similar to a human, but different enough that Asmoskon could tell he was something else. “You’re not gunna attack if I get closer are ya? You mind sharing the heat man?” Asmoskon wasn’t looking for a fight right now although he’d be lying if someone asked him if he was interested in fighting this guy now. If the man was alright with him then Asmoskon would walk over and sit by the fire embracing the heat. After a short bit that’s when he’d open up his curiosity. “You a different species? Visiting Earth or some demon?”

Zeferoth's massive, bulky body leaned against a wall large enough to still hold his weight. The small fire he made was small but hot. He was by no means a survival expert, but he could at least take care of himself out there. Though he loved animals more than any person, with one obvious exception, he was not above hunting. At the side of his camp was a reindeer he managed to catch. He gave it the best treatment he could, a swift and painless death, and attempted to use as much of the meat as he could. The camp was starting to look like something out of a horror movie rather than a survival documentary. Still he managed to get a lot of good meat cooking, as well as the legs of the animal. He held the leg by the bone and bit into the cooked flesh. Unseasoned, but it will have to do.

Zeferoth stopped munching on his deer meat when he heard foot steps approaching through the stone and slush. Zeferoth moved to unbutton his jacket and place it back to its usual position hanging off his shoulder. He could feel the restrictiveness of the coat free his arms just in case things turn violent. The man that appeared from the darkness didn't seem much older than Zeferoth was. He was clearly human. Zeferoth wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. If he raised the alarm at the village, Zeferoth would have to make a swift, and maybe flashy exit. Zeferoth would prefer to keep as low a profile as possible. His fears were unwarranted however. The man simply asked if he could approach the fire. Another traveler then? Odd how he didn't go to the village but whatever. Zeferoth simply nodded and motioned for him to have a seat. 

Zeferoth resumed eating his leg of deer, but this time the atmosphere around the camp was tense and awkward. Zeferoth was hungry, and needed to get that taken care of before anything else. This man just seemed to sit there and enjoy the fire. Looks like they were in the same boat then. Zeferoth thought with a little laugh after swallowing some food. Finally the man spoke up again. Zeferoth had to think a bit about the question. What was really the difference between the two questions? Zeferoth set his leg aside to answer. 

"I guess that just depends on your point of view." he said in a low rumbling voice. "I have heard that Earth was once home to legendary fighters, and wanted to see the place for myself." After a moment he thought that he might as well be clear just so no one jumps to conclusions. "I am from Lemuria. Though I have been traveling the stars for a good while now." He took another bite of meat motioning for the man to do the same. "I am Zeferoth by the way. Pretty rude of you to ask questions before introducing yourself." Zeferoth said half joking. 

There was someone else here, he could feel it. He may not be able to sense ki, but he had been out in the wilderness long enough to know when a predator enters the area. He didn't let it show to the newcomer. Zeferoth still didn't know what this guy was capable of. It seemed that Zeferoth was just mister popular tonight. Just fantastic, he thought sarcastically.  "Help yourself by the way. Plenty to go around." He said tossing the bone to the rather gruesome looking pile that Zeferoth had already started. 

Walking forward in darkness, she could finally hear the helmet emit a pleasing noise. "AHA! Found them!" The voice in her head spoke, leading her to the two. Nexus began to sweat a bit under her armor, not only was it hot in here but there was just something in her gut that made her nervous about this. Something just wasn't adding up with this... As Nexus would approach slowly with her blaster up, she would immediately see off in the distance exactly what it was that made her stomach rumble... it.. was... HIM!

Nexus's eyes widen as her breathing became heavier. The HUD in her mask began getting red as her heart began to pound a million miles per hour! IT WAS THAT FUCKER THAT CAUSED SO MUCH AT WEST CITY!!! As she moved forward, she kept that gun raised high. She wasn't in their sight yet but suddenly the voice came out. "MS PROUDMOORE! YOUR HEART IT'S-..." Nexus began breathing heavier and heavier, "That's that guy...! That's the man that's caused so much trouble! HE NEEDS TO BE STOPPED!" Upon walking up to the scene, her blaster was quickly aimed at Asmo. Her figure was taller and bulkier from before so Asmo probably wouldn't even recognize her. She spoke out loud, "SIR! GET AWAY FROM THAT MAN! HE'S DANGEROUS! HE'S A WANTED MAN IN WEST CITY!" Her weapon was set on Asmo but nothing was charging or anything yet.

Nexus was trying to warn Zeferoth that the man near that fire was dangerous. Maybe Asmo is the one responsible for that metal junk pile?! As she kept her weapon on Asmo, she spoke. "You have caused so much chaos and conspiracy in West City... You killed that kid AND hurt that pilot and destroyed government property! You have immediately THIRTY seconds to explain yourself! Why would the so called 'KING' of West City be here in some ruins out in the middle of nowhere?! ANSWER ME!" At first, Asmo wouldn't really recognize that voice with the voice changer on that beast of an armor until the descriptions were given from their last encounter. Yup... It was DETECTIVE PROUDMOORE.

Her tunnel vision locked on Asmo as she didn't even bother focusing on Zeferoth. To her, he was an innocent man who had nothing to do with this. Asmoskon was caught in the act of... doing nothing but was there some way to defuse this situation? The woman kept her weapon ready as the AI spoke inside her helmet, "Hang on, Ms. Proudmoore... You can't just-"... "Listen to me! He's a threat!!! He literally ran from when over me wanting to question him! If he would have explained his sorry ass he probably would have been fine!!!" she yelled in her helmet.

Zeni started off just watching the situation unfold. At first it was just two guys making small talk over a meal... Which was a rather gruesome sight, considering the state the animal was left in. How anyone could work up an appetite in those conditions was an amazing thing in and of itself. Probably said something about the character of the two people involved. But, she would reserve judgement.

But then, the third element enters the scene. An armored woman brandishing some sort of blaster and aiming it at the white-haired man. She could hear everything being said well before the shouting started. But once that yelling started... Hoo boy. Some interesting information was dropped! A wanted man from West City? The Android squints her eyes as her optics zoom in on his face. She begins to cross-reference it with the Capsule Corporation's Database.

While not part of the Police Force, criminal records were public access. And Asmoskon had quite the criminal record under his belt. There were at least four recent counts that even had eyewitness footage and testimony... Yeah. This woman might need some backup then. The green eyes on the Android turn red, and the green coloration of her outfit also turns to a very same red. With that, she steps out from her hiding spot in the shadows.

"Half-truths? Then we'll start with what we know. Aggravated Assault. Disturbing the Peace. Resisting Arrest -- and Terrorist Threat."

Zeni spoke in a surprisingly authoritative tone of voice. She then gestures to Detective Proudmoore.

"That is also no 'Police Droid'. That is a Human... I, on the other hand, am an Android."

For the moment, she took no hostile action. "I recommend you comply with her commands."

As for what she looked like in clear view? Picture a girl clad in glowing red lines, eyes, and a Red Ribbon Army hat atop her head. One would be forgiven for thinking that this was a Red Ribbon Combat Android, brought along just to secure a prisoner.

As Renko arrived at the the ruins, he could sense the group's energy more clearly. To his knowledge, there were three of them all together. He lowered himself to the ground and started walking over to their position. Maneuvering through the ruins was definitely a challenge. It was dark, there was rubble and all sorts of debris everywhere, and  on top of that the whole place was covered in ice and snow. Renko began to wonder what exactly was it that used to exist here. He kept following where their energies were to give himself a sense of direction. As he got closer, he could hear them talking- no, arguing? From the sound of it, it looked like it was getting more and more intense.

Suddenly, Renko heard someone yell. Very loudly. It echoed through the emptiness of the ruins, and was immediately followed by an even louder noise. Uh oh, that doesn't sound too good. He thought, jogging a little to catch up. He tripped over some scatter debris, stumbling towards them. Now close enough to where he could see the four individuals ahead, it looked like the tension had reached his peak. Wait...

Four people? He could only sense three! Renko guessed that they were simply suppressing their energy for whatever reason, but somehow it was different. It was certainly still a surprise. He walked out towards the group, now standing before them and holding up his hands to show that he came in peace. Now much closer and able to assess the situation, it looked like Renko had gotten here just in time. It looked like a fight was about to break out! He saw someone in some strange power armor with a cannon trained on the white haired individual.  One of them was... big. He was almost a foot taller than Renko himself was, and was straight up JACKED. If there was anyone the saiyan wanted to fight, it was definitely him.

Lastly, there was the one he couldn't sense the energy of. She was smaller, but her eyes glowed an ominous red. It looked like she was definitely ready to throw down herself, even against that hulk of a man who had practically two whole feet and some change on her. Renko's heart began to beat a little faster, itching for combat, but he had to restrain himself. He had to figure out what was going on, as it looked like this wasn't some average "tough guy vs tough guy" fight. Something important was going down.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but I think we all need to take a breather here."


Renko tried to come off as a friendly to prevent himself from accidentally setting everything off. As unfavorable as the outcome would be, he had to at least try to diffuse the situation. If there didn't have to be bloodshed, it wouldn't be right to let it. Still, he was still itching to show his strength to them. Renko has never been one to back down from a fight and right now, all he needed was a reason.

This was way past just annoying now and had become straight up frustrating. Asmoskon had come out here to get rid of the issues that had arisen with calling West City his home. A search to find the strongest on this little blue sphere of a planet in order to further his own strength until he eventually could realize his dream of claiming the title of strongest. Asmoskon despite his internal frustration at the situation kept it bottled up as he continued to listen to the lame ass laws he had apparently broken while living in West city. All anyone would see from him as a man sitting by the fire eating a piece of meat that had been offered to him by a stranger. A stranger that was now incredibly frustrated himself having lashed out with his rather large tail using such a display as a statement.

There really were just to many arrivals at this point for this to be anything other than something planned. Based on what he could see and the information given to him he had anywhere from two to four potential enemies surrounding him. Zeferoth based on his actions was more aligned with him although that could shift in an instant. This new guy that came out of the blue just as quickly as the Android school girl, well he seemed neutral although just like Zeferoth that could change immediately. The Android made it a point that she was against him and had her little voice shift making it all the more apparent she was just some drone.

As for the one in the suit that still held what seemed to be some sort of arm cannon at him, well the Android pointed out that it wasn’t a drone, but a person inside a suit. This idiot went on and on about how bad of an individual he was to Zeferoth saying how the moment that the large alien turned his back he’d be attacked. All Asmoskon could do as he tossed the bone of his piece down in front of the flames, having already devoured the flesh of the one elegant creature, he could just sigh in disappointment. “Seriously none of you understand a goddamn thing. Assume this and believe that and all of a sudden someone that’s done very little wrong turns into a crime boss and a murderer. Last I checked I didn’t come into this foreigner’s camp ready to shoot someone.”

This really was just getting unbearable. At this point perhaps surgery to change his features would be the best option. Asmoskon pondered this for a moment while bringing his hand up to his chin rubbing his skin. “Nah I’m a gift can’t take it away from the ladies.” Asmoskon thought to himself dismissing the idea of plastic surgery. This dumb cop though just kept going now claiming she was worse than any of his fantasies. That’s when she let her helmet off and revealed her identity. Asmoskon’s eyes went wild for a moment as his aura surged in a sort of primal energy. “HAHA! You’re in a few of those fantasies! Welcome back ya blonde BITCH!” Did you come all the way out here for me? You do look like you’ve deprived yourself, but I didn’t expect someone like you to chase after it that bad. HAHA!”

Asmoskon’s laugh was loud, almost booming in nature although beneath the echo of his laughter one could almost hear another voice. A different tone hidden under his own that would make any normal person chill in confused freight. Holding his stomach as he laughed bent over showing that he truly didn’t take this situation seriously despite being outnumbered. That though was perhaps even more frightening than what all of them could hear. “You’ve got me surrounded. Why not listen to the foreigner and your little friend there Renko? Come have a seat at the fire. Didn’t you want to ask me questions last time you tried to apprehend me without a warrant? Just apologize to Zeferoth for honestly being a bitch. School girl you’re welcome too if the snow won’t make you short circuit”