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Meeting the King

Post by Wizara on 9/11/2012, 2:14 am

Guard Duty

Easy Quest

Requirement: Third-Class Saiyan

Reward: 1,000 zeni

Looks like one of the guards is sick. King Vegeta needs someone to replace him for the day. You! You don’t have any missions today, do you? Now you do. Get to the throne room and stand in the empty post. If any intruders need escorted out, you know what to do.

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Ship Captain

Easy Quest

Requirement: Third-Class Saiyan

Reward: 1,000 zeni

Well, you seem to be a strong one. King Vegeta wants you to accompany him in his flag ship to Zanthor, a nearby planet. Reports say that our trade lines are being disrupted by some notorious pirates. You’ll be manning the defense systems. Make sure we get there in one piece.
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Re: Meeting the King

Post by Wizara on 9/11/2012, 2:15 am

Part 1
Words of a madman

After Wizara´s return to Vegeta he was sent out many other assault missions. He committed genocide on planet after planet destroying all potential these inhabitants might have had if the saiyans hadn´t wanted their planet. Wizara was far beyond the point where he looked back at all, he no longer killed the children first to spare them the sights they would see. No, the saiyan that once had hopes for changing the ways of his people was now simply a ruthless killing machine.

But he liked it. He was so powerful. Entire races, even planet covered before the power in his small body. He was weak no more. He had killed his brothers and now it was time to climb the ladder. He was going to become elite, not through his family name but by his own skill and power. He trained every day that he was not of world. Pushing himself to the brink of madness, and sometimes he wondered if he went overboard. But that was of no concern any more.

No he would become a great warlord. A respected man. A man even king Vegeta himself would fear. But first he had to train, to do grunt work around the barracks, to save money and destroy races. Every day he would become more like the monster he wanted to fight. Every day he became more ambitious. Until the day he got an opportunity to meet the king himself. His prowess had grown famous and when one of the palace guards got ill they came to him to replace the gourd.

He felt honored; he was being recognized by the highest authority on the planet, the most powerful planet. He was to begin the next morning. That night Wizara went to bed early. He was exited that was true but he had to rest. He felt himself forcing himself to sleep as the room around him went darker and darker. Color started spinning before his eyes.

Those colors changed into a great dragon. The dragon attacked a town that Wizara knew ut he could not tell what it was. He saw the town burned and he laughed and clapped like a little kid at a carnival. Watching the destruction. Then he realized he was standing on a town square. He knew it, it was his old home town. He saw the woman that had inspired him to defeat his brothers but this time she stood up. Her eyes glowed and her skin was pale and she said. “You have killed us all. Our blood is on your hands. But why are we different than any of the others you have slaughtered. A natrual born killer you are. Killing your own people.”

Wizara broke down crying as the woman got bigger. She stood towering over him, pointing at him, judging him. Then he saw the dragon take the shape of his father. It laughed at him and said. “No son, she is lying. Your weak you could never kill a saiyan. You were born weak and weak you shall remain.”

Two shadows appeared out of the tower he grew up in. “But somehow you slew us you weak brat.” His brothers said in Unisom. “it must have felt great, taking the lives of saiyans the only people who can fight back against you.”

They all started to become a blurry whirlpool of color around him as they laughed and he cried they came closer and closer. Wizara woke up screaming ki blade drawn and he realized he would depart in an hour. He got dressed and had breakfast. He did his morning stretches and then he headed for the palace.

The palace was a large iron building with pillars reaching for the skies outside. Those symbolized that the saiyan race would reach others planets an conquer the stars. Too bad they were slaves to PTO. Bunch off weaklings. They should not serve inferior creatures. They should be ruling the skies, not destroying them to make a profit for king Cold. Why didn´t the saiyan army just get up and kill him what was the weakling king thinking.

But he was not weak he was the most powerful member of the most powerful race. Why did he need bodyguards then? No it was not his place to ask that. Wizara walked inside thinking how he would run the place. No more slaughtering planets for profits. They would rule the galaxy and only do that for sport. Anyone who dared to speak against them, even a single word would be executed without trial. The saiyans would be a force to be reckoned with again.

He entered a large throne room and on top of a very large dais stood a massive throne. To the sides of the chamber there were eight massive columns and between each of them three saiyan warriors stood with intervals that would have need three more to fill. It had been built with blood. Every last coin that had been spent on it was earned through killing innocent creatures of other worlds. Wizara walked to the center of the room and bowed deeply before his king. “Rise warrior.” Vegeta spoke. “I have heard of you. You seem to have the ability to defeat enemies far beyond your power. Is this true?” Wizara stood up and looked the king in the eyes and he said. “I do not understand what you speak of.”
“Don´t insult me, you are fabled. With a power level of little over three thousand you managed to slice a part a being that almost eight times your power.” The king said agitated.
“I am deeply sorry my liege, but I am afraid I still don’t understand.” Wizara said baffled. “If you could be more specific in what you mean.”

The king looked down upon him for a while and then he yelled. “Gourds, siege him! Bring him to his knees.” And when the guards had done that the king asked again. “Is it true that you defeated enemies much more powerful than yourself?” Wizara looked up, smiled. Then he threw both of the guards holding him down. “I am sorry for not realizing sooner what your grace was asking. But I have not defeated foes stronger than me, I am a saiyan warrior and the only ones who can match my power are other such warriors. But I haven´t even met many of those that can.”

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