The History of Tara

For My Pride... | Tara vs Taric

After fighting hard to defend her home from the evil threat known as Moiran, Tara defeated him by achieving Super Saiyan 4. Through training and seduction, she was able to master it's power in a matter of months. Now three years have passed since the second invasion and Tara has completely mastered Super Saiyan 4. Lately, Jezebel has noticed that something with Tara has been a bit off lately. She wasn't her usual child-like and goofy self. When the two talk, Tara almost seems like she's pre-occupied or that her mind is somewhere else. Tara herself has also been meditating more. Jezebel invites her over for tea hoping to find out more of what's been on her mind. The two sit in a deep silence for a few moments, Tara staring at her teacup with a serious expression, but also with a hint of sadness. "Tara, is everything alright with you recently?" Jezebel finally asks, breaking the silence. Tara was completely in her thoughts and is slightly startled. "O-oh! Uh, yea Nanners, everything is fine." Tara says in a less than convincing tone. Jezebel puts her teacup down and gives Tara a serious, almost angry look. "Tara. I don't know if you think my old age is giving me Alzheimer's or if you just take me for a fool, but you've been like this for weeks. You've become stoic and quiet and I want to know why." Jezebel says. Tara lets out a deep sigh and takes a sip from her teacup. "I've been thinking, about my father." Tara says. Jezebel gets a confused, almost angry expression. "Your... father? Why? You don't owe anything to that man. Do you miss him or something?" Jezebel asks. Tara sighs deeply. "Of course not. I don't miss him at all, in fact... I think my life was much better off without him. But, I don't know how much longer he'll stay out of my life." Tara says as her grip on her teacup tightens a little. "What do you mean?" Jezebel asks curiously. "Every time I fight, and every time I'm about to lose, he seems to appear. He can feel my power. When it spikes, when it drops, and when I improve. I'm every bit as strong as he is now, if not stronger and sooner or later he'll realize it too. When he does, he'll come looking for me. To... 'test' me." Tara says and her grip tightens even more to the point to where she's almost physically shaking. Jezebel places a hand on her shoulder with a concerned expression. "What do you mean, test you?" Jezebel asks again. Tara turns to look her in the eyes. "He'll fight me. And if I lose, he'll probably kill me..." Tara says, her throat tightening. Jezebel's eyes widen in fear for Tara's life.

Jezebel begins to remember what Taric said to her last time she saw him carrying Tara after her fight with Jinesis (In the form of a flashback). "Relax yourself. She was fighting someone else. Someone who was about to kill her. I showed up in time to save her. I won't save her again. And don't expect to see me again." Those were Taric's exact words. Jezebel begins to think. (He won't save her again. So if the two fight, and she loses, he won't spare her?!? No! That' can't be what he meant!) Jezbel's breathing deepens slightly and she places her teacup down and fully turns her body to Tara. Tara meanwhile, is still staring into her teacup with a serious expression. She suddenly turns to Jezebel. "I have to go find him." Tara says. Her words make Jezebel's heart skip. "Wait, Tara! You don't have to do this. You don't know any of this for sure, do you?" Jezebel asks slightly panicked. "I'm afraid I do. I know my father and I know he could feel me fighting with Moiran three years ago. He's probably been preparing himself to come find here in that time. Since he hasn't showed up yet, it's only a matter of time. If we fight here, then you and the entire village would be in danger. It would be best if I went to find him." Tara says, placing her teacup down and standing up. Jezebel stands with her, holding her arm trying to get her to stay. "Tara, are you absolutely sure...?" Jezebel asks as if she had more to say, but her sentence trail off as her thoughts go blank. She just stares into the determined eyes of her granddaughter and small tears begin to form. Tara looks back at her and smiles a little, wiping her tears away gently with her hand. "Hey now. Don't do that, you look a lot better when you smile. This is something I have to do. Don't worry, I promise I'll be right back here first thing tomorrow." Tara says smiling warmly to reassure her. "Tara, going off to fight your own father, you know I'm going to worry. So don't tell me not to..." Jezebel says with sadness and worry in her heart. The two pull in for a hug before Tara makes for the front door. Before she leaves, she turns and gives Jezebel a thumbs up, similar to the one she gave her when she was training, with a large smile. Jezebel smiles back warmly, giving a thumbs up as well. Tara then flies away, to find her father. Jezebel stands at her door watching as she flies away until she's quickly out of sight. After a few hours of flying, Tara sees a large plain with a few large trees and a single man training there. The man is Taric, Tara's father. Her expression grows more serious as she lands a few yards behind him.