A Peculiar Saiyan

Faulty Trust

The planet of Sadala in Universe 6 was bustling with life. It even had a stable community, unlike its variant in Universe 7, which was destroyed due to a conflict so people were rather proud of it. Currently, in a wasteland, Caulifla and Nekura were sparring against each other, with Cabba and Kale watching to the side nearby.

"You're making good progress." Nekura commented. If you were perceptive enough, you would notice the smallest of upturns on the corners of her lips as she blocked an incoming attack to her right side. She was satisfied.

"Oh yeah?" Caulifla questioned, a proud smirk on her face as a golden aura began to envelop around her, occasionally crackling with blue electricity.

"Interesting..." Nekura said, re-adjusting her stance according to Caulifla's, "Is this another level of that 'Super Saiyan' form you have? Looks similar." She asked, noting the similarity between the basic form and her new discovery. The difference was miniscule, yet the energy surrounding the female Saiyan was astounding.

"I guess. But here's my question. Are you ready to ramp it up?!" Caulifla asked ecstatically, punching her left fist into her right palm with a grin.

Nekura nodded, asserting her stance as Caulifla charged at her, throwing a punch that Nekura easily blocked without so much as a glance at her. "Want me to get serious...?" The neko asked, knowing that she was holding back at the moment for her best friend's enjoyment. Her eyes turned silver and before Caulifla could even respond, she was on the ground, a set of claw marks through her back. They weren't deep, so she didn't worry. Nekura looked back at her and gently chuckled, "Oh, by the way, this is something the gods call 'Ultra Instinct'."

As Caulifla looked up, she could see Nekura being rather calm. It was weird, seeing her with those silver eyes and that aura. It actually reminded her of that old man... At that moment, Nekura heard a voice. Her ears perked up and she tilted her head ever so slightly, wondering just who it was and why they wanted to talk to her. She couldn't help her mind being so skeptical but it had worked for her so far so she didn't see a reason to change it.

"Hello? Nekura? You there?"

The voice was loud and made her step back in concealed shock before she recognized the voice. "Whis?" She asked, waiting for a confirmation.

"Oh Nekura!" The angel exclaimed, excited to talk to her again. Her suspicions were very much correct given the response. It was somewhat comforting, she supposed... "You wanted to talk to me?" She asked, pulling herself away from her thoughts before she could get lost in them.

"Yes, I would have reached you earlier but I currently have a little...problem and I need your assistance."

'Assistance?' She questioned mentally, furrowing her brows very slightly in thought. The word ran through her now puzzled mind over and over as she contemplated what Whis needed her help with. This got her curious now as he didn't ask for her help often. Hell, she sometimes came to him for advice but she barely ever saw him coming to her unless it involved her making food.

"Nekura?" The angel's voice rang through her head again and she focused on it, noticing that she had spaced out for a few moments. Thankfully she didn't slip for too long but she hoped she didn't miss a sentence.

"I'll help you," Nekura responded quickly.

"Really?" Whis's voice sounded both intrigued and pleased.

"Yes, I'll help. What's the problem?" She asked, cutting straight to the chase. With this, the man started to explain.

"Well... Have you heard of a Saiyan mostly known as 'Son Goku'?" The angel asked, unaware that Nekura had taken a visit to Zuno and already knew about him; the way she gained such information was something she got really uncomfortable talking about, however. Caulifla had talked about Goku a little even though most of the information wasn't from her.