"So, you bring all your friends here? Very nice decor." Scimitar commented.
_CRACK_
Scimitar rubbed his jaw. This was starting to annoy him. Thanks to the walls 
being designed to fry his hand if it tries to go through, anytime he wanted, 
Alkanphel could just clock him on the head. The most recent blow came from a 
chair.
"You honestly don't understand the benefit I'm giving you. You'd be stronger, 
faster, a better fighter. Isn't that what Saiyans want?" he asked.
"Gee, let me think. Its either keep my humanity, and die for it, or become 
the mindless drone of the Devil's ass-licker. Tough choice."
_CRACK_
A fire extinguisher.
*Mewtwo, you better hurry your little cat-ass.* 

Mewtwo glared at the man.
/Do you have a name?/
"That's a secre- URK!"
Mewtwo sat there casually as his tail wrapped around the guy's neck.
/I really don't like when people say that./
"Fine then," the man replied. "I'm Xelloss, the Mysterious Priest."
/Why don't I trust people who put 'mysterious' in their names?/
Mewtwo began to wonder why the guy was trying not to laugh.
/Anyway, Scimitar-/
"Just met the Akuma, I know."
/Hey, I'm the Psychic here./
"Shouldn't we go help your friend?" Xelloss asked, with that grin that was 
starting to get on Mewtwo's nerves.
/Fine. Let's go./

"Nobooooooooooooody knooooows my sorrows. Noboooooooooooooody knoooows the 
trouble I'm in."
"Would you refrain from doing that?"
So far now, every song that Scimitar sang was shot down by Alkanphel.
"Do you actually like music, or did the Creators forget to add culture to 
you?"
_CRACK_
"You do realise, that it's getting old?"
Alkanphel was now passing the cell. "You seem to like your humanity, to much. 
I thought Saiyans were blood thirsty beasts."
Scimitar flinched.
"Could something have happened, to make you this way?"
"And why, the fuck -You do know what fuck is, although I doubt that you ever 
do that-"
_CRACK_
"Anyway, why do you care?"
Alkanphel smiled. "We're the same. That's why you dislike me."
"Really?" Scimitar put on a false shocked face. "And, of course, I like to 
steal people's lives and turn them into freaks of nature."
"You don't seem to realise it." Alkanphel continued. "Zoanoids were created 
for the sole purpose of battle and conquest. Just like Saiyans are naturally."
"True," Scimitar said with his most annoying grin, "but we're much, muuuuch, 
better looking."
Scimitar caught Alkanphel's hand this time.
"Better." the Zoalord commented. "We'll make a good Zoanoid out of you yet. 
Maybe even a Zoalord."
"By the way, Alkanphel." Scimitar said.
"Yes?"
"Do you ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?"
And then Scimitar rippped Alkanphel's arm off.
"GODDAMN IT! YOU SONUVA-"
"Gee, and I thought you were so articulate." Scimitar said with a grin as he 
tossed the arm back. It went through the wall with no problems.
"Sweet dreams, Alky" he added as the Zoalord left, minus one arm.