Queen Akassa Hattori (Everyone)

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

(This is broadcast through space, much like the galactic tournament was. Feel free to post responses if you want as you character hears the news. Of course you don’t have to have them hear it or don’t have to respond, I just wanted to give people the option.)

Queen Akassa Hattori sat within her own quarters, the royal living space the only part of the palace that had survived mostly intact through all the recent fighting. Less than an hour ago she had taken the life of three separate family members including the King, yet she relaxed calmly in one of the two plush chairs in her room. Her old room because soon, when the palace was rebuilt in all its splendor, the new Queen was going to make sure her new quarters far surpassed what she had lived in before. It was not that the space had been insufficient or poorly stocked, but now she was more than just the halfblooded Princess of New Vegeta, she was its Queen. All around her guards and servants had set to work cleaning up the space and setting up the equipment required to broadcast her all-important announcement. In moments she was going to expose the crimes of the rulers she had succeeded and reveal to the galaxy her ascension. The word did not only describe her new station, but also her newfound power. Unlike Tsuyo who had rarely flaunted his true strength, Akassa was going to wear it on her sleeve. Who would dare threaten her New Vegeta with a Super Saiyan at its helm?

Silently she watched as the guards moved around the room as they assisted with the set up. After having dealt with Natisha, those that had been close, but initially feared to approach had come to her. They had been told the truth of what had happened between her and the others. Whether it be out of understanding, respect or fear none had questioned her words. Instead they had done as she instructed, spreading the news to the rest of the military while keeping the information from the general populace. Ninjin and Celeh had been left in the dark as well, no direct line sent to them although they might pick up the general signal that would be broadcast soon enough. Her brother and retainer had a job to perform, she did not wish for them to be distracted. If either of them had known about the King and Queen’s crimes she planned to deal with them upon their return. Power had always been a large part of Saiyan society, in centuries past or the present. Akassa had every confidence that once she was done here the people of New Vegeta would follow her…for one reason or another. Why they chose to recognize her was of little consequence for her power was absolute. The future looked bright for her people.

Her first step was to publicly claim the throne. None save maybe Ninjin could dispute her claim and he was at least days away. By the time he returned it would be the former Prince that would be bending his knee. Then she needed to consolidate and rebuild. There were several individuals she would summon and with them solidify her rule. Amongst that group was Ezekiel NeCross, the powerful blade wielding warrior a desired ally of the Queen. Beyond his prowess on the battlefield he possessed a unique ability that allowed him to manipulate the matter around him. That technique would speed up the physical rebuilding process tenfold. The Saiyan people needed their palace back; the stronghold was a visible representation of their races resolve. Akassa planned to build it on an even grander scale than before to represent the new age that had begun. Engrossed in her thoughts she almost misses a subtle movement before her.

A soldier drew her attention as his hand signals 30 seconds until the broadcast begins. A slight nod her only response Akassa retreats within herself for a moment. The power she had harnessed against her father had been in a state of raw emotion. Now she wished to call upon it again, to summon forth the energy that she knew resided within her. Taking a moment she focuses, teeth clenching as she feels for the all but limitless reserves. Pulling at the edges of that energy she feels nothing at first. A small growl indicates her frustrations outwardly as she again attempts to bring the energy forth. She heard the guard counting down from ten and it only frustrated her further that she could not enter her ascended state with ease. That rising anger was exactly what was needed though, her golden aura bursting to life as she for the second time activates her Super Saiyan form. The experience was strangely exhausting; then again she had not rested yet. Steadying her breath she knew she needed to sustain it for the duration of her speech lest she appear weak. Bright eyes opening she looks to the device before her, the guards last finger folding down as the camera starts rolling.

”Brothers and sisters of New Vegeta, I must first assure you that you are all safe.” She begins, wanting to put them at relative ease before revealing what had transpired. ”All of us have been deceived. King Tsuyo Hattori and the Queen, Natisha Hattori had been taking the people of New Vegeta as fools for quite some time. Behind closed doors and in the shadows they murdered civilians and visitors, extinguished innocent lives in order to cover up their own mistakes. I discovered this, my own mother among their victims which prompted me to confront them myself. Upon the realization that their crimes against our people would be brought to light their first claims were aimed to deny what they had done was wrong, to justify murder so that they might look the innocent party. I would have none of it. When I demanded justice they looked to silence me as they thought themselves above our own laws. That is what so many of you no doubt sensed a short while ago for I was forced to deliver justice with my own hands.” Akassa pauses, wanting all to realize what she was saying. For all those that could sense power signatures it would have been easy to tell the King and Queens had disappeared some time ago.

”The Akassa Hattori you now see before you is not the weak child that once served the King and Queen, but something far greater than the past rulers of New Vegeta. I have ascended beyond what any Hattori has been able to attain; I have become a Super Saiyan. With this new power I will rule and protect you all against any enemy that may threaten us, even those of our own blood. You have my word that I shall not rest until our race has the respect it once demanded from the Universe.” Again she pauses so that everyone listening might digest her words.

”Although I speak to you now with confidence that Tsuyo and Natisha have answered for their crimes, I must also tell you of one last act of injustice that was a result of their actions. My youngest brother, Leke Hattori, was slain in the crossfire between my father and I…it was not within my power to save him. While I hope you all realize the step forward the Saiyan race has taken today, I also ask that you remember my brother for the valiant warrior he was. He shall have a proper burial in the coming days which I expect you all to attend.” With no witnesses having been close enough to see the events of Leke’s death, there were none that could dispute her. Her words were not entirely false, for she had warned Leke to remove himself from the area, but neither were they the truth. Leke was an unfortunate sacrifice so that their people could grow stronger.

”I promise you all that our future will be bright and recent events like the vicious attack launched by the Universal Church of One will not happen again. To any that are watching this broadcast that may wish New Vegeta and its people harm know this. Unlike my predecessor I will not be caught unawares. Any that threaten my home or my people will be the direct recipients of my wrath and I will not hesitate to unleash it.” Leveling her gaze at the camera, eyes meeting any that were looking at the screen she said nothing more before the broadcast cuts off. Her message had been sent.

As she lets out a long breath, Akassa powers down. She felt the toll today had taken on her both physical and mentally, the strain of her new found power and recent events enough to wear her down. With a wave of her hand she dismisses the soldiers and servants. Leaning back in her chair she was unable to prevent a smile from returning to her lips. In her younger years she had never wanted to rule New Vegeta, but now it was hers. With all that she had done to obtain it, she would never give it up. Looking up through the one hole that had been put in the roof of her chambers Akassa couldn't help but rest her eyes on the blue orb that shone through it. Their future was bright indeed.

The reign of Queen Akassa Hattori had begun.

(Zeni please)

[Man]

There hasn't been much activity in the lab since Model Zero was sent out to undergo Prometheus' secret mission. Ivan would dedicate most of his time maintaining and improving the android's body. Now that the android was not around he dedicated his time to star gazing. Nobody really knew what he was up to, but he could always be found in that dark room, sitting on that lonesome chair while peering through a large telescope. He had a computer next to him, documenting data he received from his investigations. The scientist was measuring and analyzing light that arrived from a distant planet. For what reason, it was unknown. The sound of his keyboard clacking away in the silent room was all anyone could hear, as well as the distinct sounds the computers made while on standby. Small lights flickered on and off, almost like a tune.

However, the man's peace and quiet would not last very long as his colleague barged in unannounced. "Ivan!" the lizard-like being projected throughout the room. The lights flashed on and the scientist cringed, shielding his eyes from the sudden brightness of the room. "What is it!?" he exclaimed in anger. The Doctor did not respond, instead he turned to the large screen before them and turned it on to the intergalactic channel. Ivan slit his eyes and attempted to observe past his fingers while trying to protecting his eyes from the sting of the light. It was a vibrant young woman with blond hair and a streak of red, fair skin, and an ostensibly powerful aura about her. At first, Ivan glanced at the Doctor in confusion. He did not understand the meaning of this broadcast, however, taking a closer look he began to realize what this was.

"...I discovered this, my own mother among their victims which prompted me to confront them myself. Upon the realization that their crimes against our people would be brought to light their first claims were aimed to deny what they had done was wrong, to justify murder so that they might look the innocent party. I would have none of it. When I demanded justice they looked to silence me as they thought themselves above our own laws. That is what so many of you no doubt sensed a short while ago for I was forced to deliver justice with my own hands. The Akassa Hattori you now see before you is not the weak child that once served the King and Queen, but something far greater than the past rulers of New Vegeta," the scientist's eyes widened. Akassa Hattori, he thought, saiyan princess has now become queen. "I have ascended beyond what any Hattori has been able to attain; I have become a Super Saiyan. With this new power I will rule and protect you all against any enemy that may threaten us, even those of our own blood. You have my word that I shall not rest until our race has the respect it once demanded from the Universe.”

Ivan was flabbergasted. He had no idea what kind of power the woman amassed, but if she were any stronger than last they met, it would prove a considerable obstacle. Ivan grimaced and clenched his fist. Someone like Akassa should not rule a planet. Not someone who would take the lives of people so easily and without a conscience. She struck fear in the scientist's heart as she spoke those words. 'You have my word that I shall not rest until our race has the respect it once demanded from the Universe,' she said. It was as if she was assuring the universe that the saiyans would return to their old ways and travel to distant planets, ridding them of its inhabitants and selling it to the highest bidder. The thought of having everything fall before him by the hands of a saiyan, he could not stand thinking of a life like that.

She continued, "I promise you all that our future will be bright and recent events like the vicious attack launched by the Universal Church of One will not happen again. To any that are watching this broadcast that may wish New Vegeta and its people harm know this. Unlike my predecessor I will not be caught unawares. Any that threaten my home or my people will be the direct recipients of my wrath and I will not hesitate to unleash it.”

Akassa Hattori may have thought her broadcast to scare away her enemies, and perhaps it scared most, but it only fueled the scientist with burning passion in his eyes. All her message accomplished was inform him of the current political turmoils that dwelled within the Earth's moon not too long ago. Ivan would make sure to adjust Model Zero to Akassa Hattori's new power, but before he could do that, he would need to find a way to measure her new found strength. To think, a super saiyan would live among his era. He hoped it was just myth, science could not clearly explain the phenomenon by which these saiyans underwent to yield so much inexplicable power.

[Zeni]

[Jaxine Caulie]

Upon the earths moon was another scientist with his own android. Dr. Walters was still running repairs on most of his equipment after attempting to gather data on the intense battle in the remains of the Hattori Palace. He used his teleporter to warp himself and Twenty-One back to the city, but left Zeke, Jaxine and the new Namekian they befriended behind on Namek. They had no knowledge of a teleporter and their bodies were not calibrated to handle it's effects like Dr. Walters was.

With the destroyed equipment, it would prove difficult to send the broadcast to Zeke. He would have to learn of it once he arrived back to the Moon. Still repairing equipment, Dr. Walters could not believe how his computers exploded trying to calculate Akassa's incredible power, especially with how quickly she achieved it! So Super Saiyans actually did exist... Soon. Kazu burst through the door. "Doc! What the hell is going on!?" he asked. The bartender was not as calm and cheery s usual. Dr. Walters stood up. "Well, my equipment went berserk when-" Kazu interrupted. "No, I mean with Akassa! She killed Tsuyo!?" he asked in disbelief.

Dr. Walters nodded. Kazu swore. "Her of all people!?" he yelled, walking and sitting down on a table. Twenty-One walked over. "Kazu, may I ask why this bothers you to this degree? You have no relationship with Tsuyo Hattori." she stated. He looked up. "I did once. A very long time ago. Then he wronged me greatly and I swore my revenge. I never took it though, because when the day came that I was strong enough to kill him... I found he had a newborn daughter. It took every fiber of my being to let it go..." He stated.

However, this was only raising more questions. Twenty-One tilted her head. "This does not make sense. You are only twenty-three years old. How could Tsuyo wrong you and cause you to take time to train when you would be a newborn?" she asked. Kazu stood up. "I'm not twenty-three. I'm older. Modern science can do wonders to one's appearance." he stated. "Note that Tsuyo never sent anyone after me. None of the guards recognized me, not even the veterans who knew me. I even changed my energy signature." he stated. Then he thought the situation over and chuckled.

"Funny though... I let him live to be a father to his kids... to his daughter. He never was to her and she ended up killing him. Kind of ironic... fitting end to the bastard." he stated, then laughed. "I should thank her I guess!" he said, heading for the door. Twenty-One was still confused. How many secrets did the low-class bartender really have? Was he even who he said he was? Dr. Walters simply shook his head. "I hope you're not literally off to see Akassa Hattori as of now. I did alot of work to help you hide-" He was cut off. "I WAS NOT HIDING!" Kazu roared. He took a couple breaths. "I... was waiting." he stated, leaving the room.

Twenty-One turned to Dr. Walters. "I do not understand." she stated. Dr. Walters turned around and sighed, putting his arms behind his back. "Nevermind him, Twen. We need to fix the Chamber up so we can continue running training simulations for Zeke." he stated. One computer had managed to survive the power surge, and was showing calculations. Akassa Hattori's data had Dr. Walters very worried... it defied the research previously done on Super Saiyans. Her output... was higher. But how? Her levels were abnormal... almost like she was more than Super Saiyan?

Nevertheless, Akassa's ascension into a Super Saiyan made Dr. Walters worry greatly. If the had hit that level, who's to say others will not? And who's to say that one of those others wouldn't end up becoming the terrible Legendary Super Saiyan that Zeke had been created to eliminate in the first place? If Zeke was not ready when that time came... Dr. Walters was afraid that nobody else would be able to defeat the monster. Of course he could be wrong, others may find power to do so. But the scientist was not prepared to place his bets on that after spending years along side Tejun, Zeke's mother Tessa, and two others in building their ultimate weapon that they now called Ezekiel.

[[Zeni please]]

[Kurosanai Muzai]

A decent sized compound of buildings sat nestled in a valley. The night air hung cool and heavy as the stars twinkled high above them. The compound consisted of the only buildings of any significance for miles around. Sure there were small houses that provided the local farmers with shelter but it would be at least several hours journey to anything bigger. This compound was home to the legendary clan of the Muzai. The family of countless great fighters from its modern day founder of Fujin Muzai who fought among some of the greatest fighters in the last millennia and helped establish the previous government to Burradori, to his sons, to his grandsons and eventually all the way down to the family’s latest prodigy Kurosanai. On this night however none of the great fighters were here. Fujin and his sons and their sons were long since dead and Kurosanai was far off in the galaxy fighting in the tunnels of Belegost. While in days past the compound would have been filled with fighters that were the envy over but these days they still had strong enough fighters to deter any bandits none were very good.

Izanami sat in her home as her eyes glazed over the pages of a book that she happened to be reading. It was not something as trivial as romance novels or poorly written books about fairies posing as vampires. Something like that was much too low for Izanami to consider. Instead she read strategy books that dated back not just years or decades but centuries. She felt that by reading such books it made her mind strive higher and farther in order to try raise her clan back to the heights it once was. She was enjoying the read until one of her servants rushed into the room in a hurry.

“Milady!” The servant said through panted breath as she bowed her head. Izanami’s eyes drifted upwards in a somewhat perturbed fashion for being interrupted. “Please forgive the intrusion but there is something you must see!” The servant would wait until Izanami waved her hand to approach. The servant moved quickly across the floor before handing Izanami a tablet. Instantly the screen lit up and displayed a female with bright golden hair and a token red splash across her bangs.

“All of us have been deceived. King Tsuyo Hattori and the Queen, Natisha Hattori had been taking the people of New Vegeta as fools for quite some time. Behind closed doors and in the shadows they murdered civilians and visitors, extinguished innocent lives in order to cover up their own mistakes. I discovered this, my own mother among their victims which prompted me to confront them myself. Upon the realization that their crimes against our people would be brought to light their first claims were aimed to deny what they had done was wrong, to justify murder so that they might look the innocent party. I would have none of it. When I demanded justice they looked to silence me as they thought themselves above our own laws. That is what so many of you no doubt sensed a short while ago for I was forced to deliver justice with my own hands. The Akassa Hattori you now see before you is not the weak child that once served the King and Queen, but something far greater than the past rulers of New Vegeta. I have ascended beyond what any Hattori has been able to attain; I have become a Super Saiyan. With this new power I will rule and protect you all against any enemy that may threaten us, even those of our own blood. You have my word that I shall not rest until our race has the respect it once demanded from the Universe.” The woman spoke with authority. Instantly Izanami zeroed in on the arrogance that this woman had. Sure there was the usual Saiyan arrogance but this was on another level. To reach out to the galaxy and proudly proclaim the death of your own father was not something a smart ruler would do.

However the phrase that interested Izanami the most was ‘Super Saiyan’. It was not a phrase that was thrown around a lot these days but according to legends the super saiyans possessed bright golden hair which surely Akassa had. If the legends were true then Akassa now possessed unimaginable power, something that had not been seen in this area since after Fujin Muzai’s death.

“When did this broadcast?” Izanami asked without taking her eyes off of the tablet.

“About two hours ago milady. Due to the ongoing maintenance of the communication lines this broadcast was delayed.” The servant responded in apologetic fashion.

“I promise you all that our future will be bright and recent events like the vicious attack launched by the Universal Church of One will not happen again. To any that are watching this broadcast that may wish New Vegeta and its people harm know this. Unlike my predecessor I will not be caught unawares. Any that threaten my home or my people will be the direct recipients of my wrath and I will not hesitate to unleash it.” The Saiyan continued as her broadcast wrapped up. Instantly the screen on the tablet went dark.

The gears in Izanami’s head were already going as she tried to calculate the arrogant brash young leader’s first move. The first thing she would have to do is consolidate among her own people which meant that she would eventually have to deal with her brother while also calling allies to her side. After that she would have to exact vengeance upon this Universal Church of One if it was not already happening. It was at that point that things began to become more complicated. She would have to make a statement that made the rest of the universe pay attention and not to take advantage of her. What that meant exactly was murky. There was one thing that could happen which did not bode well for Earth and that was something that Izanami did not wish upon anyone. She took a deep breath before her eyes drifted to the visage of the moon through the window.

“Kurosanai is going to have his hands busy in the future with you, isn’t he?” Izanami mumbled underneath her breath.



(Zeni Please)

[Celeh]

Celeh, a soldier of New Vegeta, a friend to the throne, and a someone who considered herself a close friend to Akassa, sat in her bedroom on the ship as it hurdled toward Mement Mor. She couldn't sleep, so at the moment she was just laying there and thinking. Her train of thought crashed and burned in a miraculous fashion as it was derailed with much more immediate and startling news. Akassa's voice came over the ship's announcement system after the ship announced breaking news from New Vegeta. The soldier's eyes widened and she ground her teeth together as she heard that whole message. Her fists clenched tighter than before and a low growl escaped her.

Akassa...what are you thinking? How was this the right path to take? You have your justice, but at what cost? You threw away your honor. How can you be better than the King and Queen if you've sunk to their level!? You say they murdered to cover up their mistakes...sure, you ended that cycle without fail and permanently, but you have taken their place in the cycle. THey may have deserved their death, although I can't be certain of that myself, but for you to stain your hands with the same blood...and of your own family! Tainted blood is tainted blood, and murdering your own family is unacceptable.

Her mind raced at speeds that blew beyond the tension she'd been feeling about her trip to potentially commit genocide. This, in her mind, was beyond that so much that she couldn't even think about destroying the planet right now. One of the few people she called friend, and the only Royal to be friendly with her when she first met them all, had done something reprehensible in her eyes. While it may be true that Akassa had taken the throne, until Celeh found reason in all this the soldier would not accept her rule. If it meant her own demise, she'd take her beliefs to the grave. If Akassa wanted Celeh to be loyal to her as a ruler, she had a lot of explaining to do.

But...Celeh still felt loyalty to Akassa as a friend. She was conflicted because of this. Celeh didn't believe in her methods or the sacrifice she made in allowing her brother to die, but at the same time Akassa had done what Celeh had yet to do. She found her own justice. While Celeh was still searching for her own, she could not abide a friend tarnishing their honor in such a way. When this was all said and done, if Celeh was still breathing...she'd have answers from Akassa or die at her friend's hand.

(Zeni)

[Emperor Ninjin Hattori]

The ashen face of the co-pilot gave something away as he entered the resting quarters of Ninjin Hattori. The prince sat up from the bed, if you could call it that, that he had been resting upon. He gently placed the book he had been reading on a side table and pinched the bridge of his nose. There was a lot resting heavily on the mind of the prince and he had asked to be left to his thoughts. He found those thoughts to be too overwhelming and had resorted to reading to distract him, though it wasn't working. Truthfully he was almost thankful to have the interruption, but somehow he found himself annoyed regardless, the general in him angry at the lack of following orders.

"I asked to be left alone Maru, What in the worl--"

"My lord forgive me. We've... we've received a transmission." To dare to cut the crown prince off mid-sentence. Even despite his change in attitude, he still demanded respect from those that served him, as any good leader does. This transmission had better be something worth hearing.

"Go on Maru." The smaller Saiyans' eyes bulged and he looked around the room as if willing something to come along and save him from the predicament he was in.

"The transmission was heavily coded, a copy of a copy, but... it checks out. Sir... Permission to play the transmission over the loud speakers?" Maru never once met his eye. He was giving off a feeling of great distress, and it began to unnerve the prince. He had seen Maru in combat, and he was not one for cowardice.

"Who is this transmission from." The question seemed to stab Maru in the stomach, and he briefly turned a shade of green that the prince had only ever seen on Namekians. Maru's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, and a sweat formed on his brow.

"It's... well it's from... N-n-n-New Vegeta sire." A cold shock went through the prince's spine. So many bad things had happened recently on New Vegeta, could an emergency transmission from New Vegeta be any good news at all? What if it was his father? Had he somehow succumb to the poison? Was the attack only the first wave?

"Play the damn message." He growled, and Maru jumped at the chance to exit the prince's quarters. A few long and tense moments later the message crackled to life over the loudspeakers. To the prince's surprise, Akassa's voice was the one that spoke. A cold pit of ice formed in his stomach as she spoke. His mother and father had been killing innocents? That... was tough to swallow but not entirely unbelievable. His mother and father were a cunning duo.

The next part... The prince found it hard to comprehend without seeing his sister, or being able to feel her power-level, but there was something different about her voice. Something... wrong. Then she said it. Super Saiyan. Was that true...? Had she truly reached the legendary form? And what was this about the throne...? She was going to lead the Saiyan people? That must mean... She had killed them?! His mother and father were dead. The cold clod that was in his stomach moved to his heart and his throat. Not only did she kill them but she was trying to seize control of a throne that was rightfully his.

How could she do this? How could that witch... With New Vegeta so weakened with the attack from the U.C.O.O she decided it was time to seize the throne in a coup. The ball of ice hurt so. Never again would he see his father, or his mother. He was now rightfully King of the Saiyan people, but the throne was contested by his sister of all people. His fists balled with rage and he found his feet moving towards the sparring room. There was a burning desire within him to hit something, and hard.

His feet stopped moving for some reason. His throat had become unbearably dry and there was a buzzing in his ears. Why was his body not responding to his commands? What was it that she had just said? He found himself looking around the sparring room, everything in a haze. His mother and father were dead, but somehow he could get by that. Leke... She had... Leke...?

Why was he on his knees? Why was the ice in his chest so hard? His baby brother was dead? His family was dead. The rage built and built whilst he was on his knees. The roar that left him no doubt filled the entire ship, so full of rage and anguish. His power-level began to spike. The ice in his chest only felt like it was getting firmer and firmer. He rose to his feet, his muscles screaming, the force coming off of his body bending the metal things in the room and sending anything not nailed down against the walls.

Red hot tears spilled down his face, but they burned away as soon as they reached past his chin. His baby brother was dead. His father was dead. His mother was dead. Who else had Akassa taken the life of? To top it off she was declaring herself ruler, his rightful place.

"My lord..." A cautious voice clicked on over the loudspeaker. The message had long since died away, Ninjin standing there in his own rage for many long minutes. It felt good to let out, but the knot was still there. After a few moments the power that had been radiating out of him died away, and he was left only with the cold black ice. He felt empty. He felt alone.

"My lord, shall we turn around?" Maru asked over the speaker. To abandon the mission? To return home and put a stop to his sisters... whatever this was. To punish her for taking Leke's life and trying to seize the throne. It was tempting. Oh so tempting.

But no... She was... surprisingly... not his worst enemy. The church needed to be taken care of. Akassa or no Akassa, left alone the church would destroy all of the Saiyans anyway, unless taken care of.

"No Maru... we continue onward." His fists still clenched with rage, but there was a different target that he would need to deal with first. The Church had more coming to it then it realized. Ninjin Hattori had a planet to destroy.

[zeni please]

[Requesting False Super Saiyan.]

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

FSSJ Approved.

[Disgraced Prince Nasu Hattori]

Nasu rolled over and struggled to get back up. The x25 gravity he was in was tough enough but he had also just been punched in the side of the head which was making the room spin as well. To top it all off he was seeing flashing red lights, that couldn’t be a good sign. He briefly considered going to see a doctor about that before he remembered he had been in a training program with a hologram of King Tsuyo that should probably be trying to kill him again about now. Looking around quickly and jumping back to his feet he noticed that the hologram hadn’t moved from across the room where it had just thrown the punch from.

Instead he was standing there arms at his side head tilted back staring up at the ceiling where the lights were indeed flashing red. Nasu swallowed a brief moment of panic before he realized his ship wasn’t flying, it had already landed safely on Omega Prime. Then what the fuck was causing the alarms on his ship to go off?!

Less than a second later his ship answered the question for him, the AI manifested as a tall man in a business suit in front of him.

“Sir there is something you need to see.” it said, it’s constantly condescending tone striking Nasu the wrong way as always.

“And you started the alarms?! You interrupted my training session to show me something?!” he said not bothering to keep his distaste for the AI out of his own voice.

“Sir,” the AI said with feigned patience “What does the I in AI stand for?”

“Intelligence. Of which you clearly have none you incompetent ass! If you do have any I will be beating it out of you in a moment for interrupting my training!” he was practically shouting now. His spar against his father hadn’t gone well. When he originally invested in a simulator for his ship he assumed it would help him train. He would get the satisfaction of killing his father in simulations time and time again.

Instead every time he’d gone up against the man who abandoned him as a child and led the saiyan race he got his ass handed to him. It was far more realistic than he wanted to admit. Still it left him in a bad mood which his AI was only making worse.


“Sir,” the AI said seemingly completely unphased by his temper. “if you’ll pardon my bluntness, shut up and watch.” it said and with that the red lights in the ship stopped flashing and a giant screen appeared in the middle of the simulation room.

On the screen sat Nasu’s half sister, only she was different. Her hair was glowing gold and her eyes had turned bright blue. Still he recognized her instantly and another spike of rage shot through him. This time directed at his traitorous family the AI now completely forgotten.

Staring up silently he listened as the sister he once so longed to relate to began to speak.

”Brothers and sisters of New Vegeta, I must first assure you that you are all safe. All of us have been deceived. King Tsuyo Hattori and the Queen, Natisha Hattori had been taking the people of New Vegeta as fools for quite some time. Behind closed doors and in the shadows they murdered civilians and visitors, extinguished innocent lives in order to cover up their own mistakes.” she said and Nasu let out a laugh of derision. He had told her that. It had been obvious to him but her royal highness had refused to see it. To give up the fantasy that her family actually cared for her. Reaching with his right hand he felt the side of his face, now fully healed he could still recall the pain of her betrayal when she had punched him out of the tent, out of her life. She hadn’t held anything back at the time it was only his inner strength that had saved him from being killed but it wasn’t for lack of trying on her part. The thought of it brought new waves of anger to Nasu his red aura flaring up around him.

So why was the family’s pet bastard mentioning this all now he questioned. And broadcasting it far and wide at that?

“I discovered this, my own mother among their victims which prompted me to confront them myself.” she said and Nasu’s rage only peaked more.

“I told her!” he shouted. “I god damned told her and she ignored me! She assaulted me! I put everything there in front of her face for her to see and she tried to kill me!” he could feel his energy spiking wildly around him but he didn’t care.

“When I demanded justice they looked to silence me as they thought themselves above our own laws. That is what so many of you no doubt sensed a short while ago for I was forced to deliver justice with my own hands.” she said and finally it was too much. The rage inside Nasu had boiled over.

“NOOO!” he shouted as the implications hit him. She had done it, she had robbed him of the revenge he had spent his whole life working towards, his only purpose since he was five and she took it from him. He had never been strong enough he thought falling to his knees “I told her!” his mind flashed back to visions of his own mother, the woman who raised him dead at his feet in a pool of blood. “I told her and she betrayed me!” his power spiked again electricity began to spark around him as his power fluctuated wildly his aura flashing yellow but Nasu didn’t notice. On the monitor Akassa continued to talk but he heard none of it.

“That lying bitch! She tried to kill me, she ignored her own family. My pleas for my own mother’s justice! Then has the nerve to claim she’s delivering justice now! Why? Because it relates to her directly!!” it was all too much, the word spun around him, his vision tunneling the only thing he could see was the simulation of Tsuyo in front of him. “Then she killed him! She robbed me of my own justice for her petty revenge!” suddenly it was like the dam burst within him. His arua exploded gold around him. His black lankey hair stood on end and transformed matching his aura color but Nasu noticed none of that. His eyes locked on the simulation of his now dead father.

Reaching behind him he pulled out his sword Folgen, putting an arm in front of him he condensed the electricity that had been spiking all around him into a shield and charged. Even in the heavily increased gravity he was faster than he’d ever been and Nasu was on top of Tsuyo almost instantaneously, the electric barrier hit the former King of New Vegeta in a flash and the King began to twitch as he was shoved back Nasu still pressing forward until he had driven the now wildly twitching simulation into the wall. With his other hand Nasu drove the blade directly through the neck of the now dead king and into the wall. Tsuyo continued to twitch for a moment sword impaling him, his feet were a few inches off the ground his body held in place by the sword that pinned him to the wall. Blood running from his neck Nasu watched the life drain from the simulations eyes but it wasn’t the same. There was no sense of fulfillment there.

Rage still flooded Nasu’s body but for the first time he had a moment of thought, looking at himself he realized his aura had warped, changed from it’s normal red to a bright gold matching that of his sisters. With a grim smile he turned leaving the simulation Tsuyo, still bloody, pinned to the wall.

Looking at himself in a mirror in the corner of the training room Nasu notices his hair is also golden and standing straight up, his eyes bright blue once again matching that of Akassa.

“Well sister dear,” he said walking out of the gravity chamber towards the cockpit of the ship his father’s simulated corpse behind him. “Looks like we have more in common than I thought.”

With a grim smile he thought back to how easily he had killed the simulation that had given him so much trouble before. How it paled in comparison the satisfaction one would feel killing a real Hattori, the real cause of ones pain.

“Ship.” Nasu said calmer now his golden aura still flowing around him like a wave. “It’s time to go home.”


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Transformation Trigger Requested: SSJ

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Technique Learned: Electric Shield Wall: Condenses a wall of electricity in front of him that can stop energy attacks, this can be overwhelmed and broken like any shield with enough concentrated fire. Nasu can charge directly forward with this shield, which if it hits his opponent electrifies them; however he can not move the shield from side to side.


Finally PL with heavy weights please..

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Ssj approved.

[Lord Zasham]

Aug 29, 2014 19:24:49 GMT -5 Disgraced Prince Nasu Hattori said:

Technique Learned: Electric Shield Wall: Condenses a wall of electricity in front of him that can stop energy attacks, this can be overwhelmed and broken like any shield with enough concentrated fire. Nasu can charge directly forward with this shield, which if it hits his opponent electrifies them; however he can not move the shield from side to side.

Technique approved.

[graderr]

Akassa: 670 Zeni awarded
Zero: 457 zeni awarded
Zeke: 409 zeni awarded 
Celeh: 314 zeni awarded
Ninjin: 520 zeni awarded
Nasu: 1263 pl awarded
Kuro: 317 zeni awarded