Flufftober2020

The two kingdoms had been at war for centuries. After their planet had been invaded by the Saiyans, the Tsufurus were represented now by a handful of survivors who lived in continuous danger, barely able to catch the minimum to sustain themselves, in a world where their extinction was their most likely perspective. The Saiyans were a warrior species, endowed with brute strength, smart and cunning, skilled in strategy, while the Tsufurus were just as skilled as the Saiyans but physically weaker, and peace-lovers, so much that their higher technology had been able to to make life on the planet peaceful and prosperous for everyone, but it hadn’t been enough to face such an invasion catching them completely unprepared.

By now the Saiyans ruled the planet. However, even among the Tsufurus someone didn’t mean to surrender and planned revenge. The best minds who survived the massacre started to work on different projects and decided they had only one chance: giving birth a superior Tsufurus, endowed with special powers, who could challenge the Saiyan champion, knowing that, being the Saiyan ruthless warriors but loyal and people of word, able to acknowledge the opponent's valor, they would accept a possible defeat of their champion and come to terms with the winner - not that they thought they could be beaten, of course.

So the Tsufurus decided to ask Demons for help and some of their women for sacrifice, offering themselves voluntarily for mating with the most powerful demons, hoping to generate this exceptionally skilled human being.

The experiment was successful. From one of the young girls a male was born who soon proved to be gifted even with magical powers, which could be aimed both to good and to destruction. He was raised knowing he had been generated for a specific purpose, and spent his childhood and adolescence essentially devoid of affection, training his body, his mind, and his magic for the final fight.

His name was Magnus.

**

At last, came the challenge day. After a night spent in meditation, Magnus was dressed in a ritual simple tunic and followed by a long parade to the plain where the fight would take place. The challenge document had already been delivered and accepted; now he was just waiting to see who the  Saiyans champion would be.

Magnus didn't have to wait long. A small vehicle flew over the plain and landed; an imposing figure stepped out and nearly took away from Magnus all the courage he thought he possessed. The Saiyan was already transformed: a huge long-tailed ape, holding his magic staff and a large sword.

For a while, Magnus wondered what the Saiyan might look like in his human form. He knew that they were often men of great beauty, and he really would have appreciated knowing. But this was no time for daydreaming.

The two faced each other and started to observe each other, slowly turning around. Then the Saiyan attacked. His staff began to lengthen, but Magnus focused and built a magical shield that the Saiyan's weapon was unable to shatter. He then responded in turn with fireballs that the Saiyan's sword pushed away; they kept on fighting for a long time, Magnus still trying to avoid getting to physical contact, since he knew he was weaker, and focusing his efforts on aiming for the Saiyan's tail, knowing that that was his Achilles heel.

Finally, Magnus managed to strike the sword hard enough to knock it out of the Saiyan's hands and as he bent down quickly to pick it up, Magnus gathered all his strength into a lightning bolt that struck his tail, severing it cleanly.

The Saiyan screamed and fell, remaining inanimate. While the Saiyan warriors laid down their weapons as a sign of respect for the winner, the Tsufurus attending the fight cheered up enthusiastically and rushed towards Magnus to carry him in glory. But he had noticed that the Saiyan, having lost his tail, had resumed his human form, and that form Magnus wanted to see closely. He approached the body lying on the ground. The Saiyan had returned to human size, and although he was still a tall and muscular man, his body was slim and graceful; he had thick dark hair, a soft, full mouth, and Magnus couldn't help but wonder what color his now closed eyes were.

He raised a hand to ask the crowd for silence.

“I won and I claim justice and fair treatment for my people. But I don't want to shed blood unnecessarily. I, therefore, ask, as a reward for my victory, that this Saiyan could be taken to the regeneration tank and healed ”.

Everyone was quite astonished at the request, nevertheless, Magnus was quickly obeyed, since now he could ask for anything, and would be pleased.

**

The Saiyan was therefore placed in the tank where the regeneration of his tissues and organs irreparably damaged by magic started. As the tub did its work, Magnus sat beside it, waiting for developments. Finally, after a few hours, the Saiyan began to move, moaning and sighing. He moved his hands, then brought them to his face and finally opened his eyes. Which, to Magnus' great emotion, were a beautiful hazel color.

"Welcome back to us," Magnus said, opening the tub. The young man opened his mouth but no sound came out. He looked at himself, then groaned and put a hand to his lower back where he had been hit.

"Stay calm - Magnus resumed - you are almost healed, but they told me you won't be able to get your tail back".

The boy closed his eyes and a tear ran down his cheek. “I won't be a Saiyan anymore, then. Was it you who defeated me? " "Yup. But I didn't want you to die, that's why I brought you here ”.

The man sighed. “Maybe you’d better let me go. I'm nothing now ”. “Are you kidding me? - Magnus exclaimed - You’ll always be a great warrior, I am honored you fought against me, and beating you wasn’t an easy task at all. I got exhausted and was about to give in, I was lucky. Can I ask you for your name? " "Alec" "Ah, Alec for Alexander, maybe?". Alec rolled his eyes. "Nobody calls me that, for the record” ”Well, I will. You know, the truly hard path starts now. Rebuilding the planet, learning to live together in peace, we Tsufurus and you Saiyans, we will have to ground some rules and sign official Accords. Maybe… it could be the two of us, kicking the thing off… how about it? ”.

The Saiyan sat up and gave him a small smile. "That might be a good idea," and he held out his hand for Magnus to help him out of the tub.