Sunshines on a new day. (open)

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

As she listened to his argument she found she still did not agree. The citizens were just as guilty. They supported the Church and its leaders, so they would need to be taken out as well. If they were to eradicate the leadership of the organization it might show the rest that Aon did not exist, but it also might inspire others to grow stronger and replace them. Where they supposed to watch every citizen and monitor them so that a new threat did not arise? No, Akassa wanted them all eliminated so that the threat was over once and for all. Ezekiel did not understand. While controlling her emotions her face does harden, wanting to make sure he knew how serious she was.

”No, Ezekiel. I see the argument you are trying to make, but it is flawed. Letting some of them live, even the weak ones, will only invite more violence in the future. On top of that I cannot send you there with orders that conflict with Ninjin’s. If you are truly prepared to be wrong then listen to me now, you are wrong.” Akassa maintains her good posture as she walks towards him now, eyes locked with his even as her neck starts to crane back a little to make up for the height difference between them.

”Will you not just remain here with me? There is much you can do here to help me and the people of New Vegeta. You are so concerned with helping those that would be our enemies yet you do not seem to have the same drive to help my…our home.” Stopping several feet from him she lets her expression soften into a smile. She could comprehend how he felt, but she could not justify it. Akassa and the people had lost too much already to relax their offensive now. Her brother and Celeh had been sent with a mission to eradicate the Universal Church of One and that would not be interrupted.

All around them was evidence of what her father’s complacency had done. Never again would the royal family allow enemies to hide in the shadows. Never again would she let a threat to her home and her people go unchallenged. Ezekiel thought her a tyrant for decisiveness, but a leader such as herself had to make choices like this. If only he could see this all through her eyes, get inside of her head then he might realize she was right.

(I counter your phone post with another phone post!)

[Jaxine Caulie]

It just didn't matter. She was a Saiyan, and a Saiyan would always choose the path of revenge or payback. It made Zeke sick. He knew he was right, and he could tell she knew as well. She just refused to see it. She had to take this path, no matter how hard Zeke tried to stop her from making this all so much worse for the Saiyan race. It wasn't going to be over! Did she honestly believe she could stand against all the coming political and possibly militaristic assaults that were inevitable when one begins blowing planets up?

He was the one doing what was best. He was thinking wisely outside the box and looking at the big picture. She could not see it his way. Zeke clenched his teeth and glared at the woman. So heartless... oh how she reminded him of his mother. Also a Saiyan. Also set on just one goal. His mother believed in silly childrens legends and bent Zeke's entire existence around it. The experiments were all her. But unlike his worthless father, at least she could pretend to care. She never struck out at him verbally or physically. But he was just her lab toy. If he were to have died, she would have just created a new one.

Zeke wanted so bad to go along with Akassa. This was his friend, but rage was building. He wanted to speak but he bit his lip. Too hard... blood ran from the corner of his mouth as he began shaking. Wide eyed looking at the ground below. "You know... what's best for us. You're the Queen. Is that all you want me to say?" Zeke looked up. "Fine." he said. "You win. But know this, Akassa. when things begin to fall to ruin, remember that I warned you. Then maybe next time..." Zeke looked up, hie eyes wide with the rage he tried to withhold. "Next time you will wish you listened." he said, his voice shuttering.

That's when it happened. The deafening explosion would have obliterated the Palace as a whole should it have stood, and any debris from its ruins were vaporized in the light. Back at the Lab under Kazu's bar, Doc's computers would be going insane. Members of both the Royal and City guard would see it from the distance, moments before their scouters went haywire and shut down. Older models would even explode. Once the turbulent winds calmed enough to bear and the light faded, one would be able to see the cause of the explosion.

It was Zeke. Pupils gone, eyes glowing. Hair shining gold. A new set of golden wings, a little larger than before held him in the air like a black-clad, golden angel.

Zeke the Super Saiyan floated above another surprise... the palace. Not in full, the outer walls and the floor were in place, along with the rooms. Taking a few moments to allow his energy to regulate, he would soon continue. Zeke had seen what Akassa was imagining on her way here. That's how he knew what she would be asking for sure. She wanted her way... she would have it. "There, Queen Hattori. You will have your palace. Do try not to blow it up." he said. He was not very happy. But she wanted the palace, so why not? She was Queen, and Zeke would play along for now. He knew that things weren't going to last for her though. He wanted them to, but it would seem the Saiyan race may soon make many more enemies.

However, upon creation of the palace, maybe then he could acquire what he wanted from her. Doubtful, but possible. It may even be possible to simply acquire the information himself from Akassa's Scouter if she is to be distracted by the new Palace. But at this point, the fate of the planet and its people were in Akassa's hands, and Zeke did all he could to stop her. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had beat it out of her, nor would she have given it up. He tried... and he lost.

Building the palace would not be that hard once he unleashed his true power. He simply use his massive power level to speed up the process. He also improved his skills, mostly with practice on the flight back, to utilize his Matter Transmutation to act similar to his Healing technique, allowing it to act on its own. It had to take Zeke's will as a blueprint however. A blueprint that he constructed through Telepathy and his Cybernetic implants witch literally created the image in 3D within his mind. Now it was outfitted with everything, including rooms for all her staff, her three brothers regardless of their status as of now, and an area for the guard. He added a private bar and even having the confidence to add a room for himself. First, of course, he would need to rest.

Was this good enough? Was she now content that she had gotten her way? Zeke would simply state that he was displeased with not getting what he wanted. The palace may be taken as an act of spite... but deep down he truly wanted to build this for her. He was going to either way. However his transformation would bring question. He accessed it with ease... and controlled it almost flawlessly...

[[SSJ Unlocked. No Trigger. Fear me.]]

[[New Tech: Master Transmutation: A master level of Matter Manipulation, allowing the user to use pure Magic to mold or create anything. Is released through a drawing effect but the Magic acts off the creator's thoughts of what to create, constructing it on its own, similar to how Healing Magic acts itself. Does not apply to Katchin, Dragon Balls, "Item Page" equipment (Aside from repairing already owned equipment) weapons/ objects of immense complexity such as Nuclear Bombs, unless user takes the required multiple years of study. However, the user can go as far as to raise an entire house in a single post, and even structures if given time. Can not be used to create live matter, aside from plant life. However it can be paired with the "Healing" master technique to re-attach or restore massive amounts of damage to a persons body. This Technique is Master Level.]]

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa was prepared to stand up against whatever came her way. If Ezekiel did not believe she was able to handle it than he underestimated her…like so many others. The Universe had not seen a woman or a warrior like Akassa for some time. He may have believed her to be weak, to not see what was before her and not realize what her actions might bring, but she was well aware. Unlike others she would not hold back in obtaining her goals. Queen Akassa Hattori was not the simple Akassa Hattori she had been before, perhaps Ezekiel did not realize what it was that the woman had gone through, how much it had changed her. Of course while confident in herself and fully committed to her cause, not even she was aware how much it had affected her. Only time would show what type of woman she was to become.

”You will see E…..” The Queen’s response cut off as a blinding flash overtakes her, eyes squinting shut in reaction to the intense light, arm rising to cover them. Hissing some she staggers back a step under the surge of light, almost thinking it some sort of attack at first. No burn of energy or impact followed though, just the impossibly bright burst of light. Eyes taking a moment to readjust she sensed the change that had over taken him before she saw it. Able to sense Ki now, a secret to most, Akassa was able to feel the increase in his power. Like Nasu and her, Ezekiel had reached a new level and just like Nasu it seemed to be in reaction to her actions. Two now had ascended in her presence; she did not believe that to be a coincidence.

Arm lowering, she finally gets to see the change in his appearance. Like the other Super Saiyan’s his hair was golden, his facial hair having even undergone the change. There were differences, two glaring ones. His yes did not match that of Nasu and her, glowing with energy instead of the bright blue-green the two Hattori’s had attained. More intriguing were the golden wings that sprung from his back, both of them much more brilliant than the dark ones he had sported in the past. Ezekiel’s change and power increase was not the last of the surprises though, the Queen glancing over her shoulder at his words. To her amazement a good portion of the palace was rebuilt already, his increased power no doubt allowing him to utilize his matter materialization to greater extents. Still the tone of his words was all off.

”Do not direct you anger at me Ezekiel. If you had remained behind after the war council you might have had the chance to leave with them. You made your choice to leave and now you must deal with the consequences.” Her tone very matter of fact about the whole matter, her eyes still scanning around the partially rebuilt palace. ”When they return you will see I was right. You know hard violent and unforgiving the universe can be. Will you not trust in me Ezekiel?” Akassa turns to further observe the palace as she speaks, partially turning her back to him. Part of her longed to give him the coordinates, but she had already committed to a different path. Well aware of his abilities she does not grant him any access to her mind now, the coordinates locked away within her mind and nowhere else. Finally her eyes shift back to him, awaiting his answer. While there was a sternness to her expression, there was also a hint of emotion in her eyes, a longing for him to understand her.

[Jaxine Caulie]

[[Zeke's eyes are like that of a normal Super Saiyan for the most part, other than the blue dots glow slightly. Most full Saiyans have no Iris', just pupils that turn blue. Most half Saiyans have colored Iris' and black pupils like a human. In SSJ, they usually look the same as any other SSJ.]]

She was damn right, he was angry. That's part of why he was building the palace. After she told him he had to live with his choice, he said nothing. She was right in a way, but that still didn't mean she had to hide the location. With another charge of energy, he threw his hand out to bring out more of the palace's features, the energy floating around the building like fog as it was literally building itself. Zeke only needed to keep feeding the fog energy. It was beginning to take its toll, but he refused to show it. This also further showed the difference in he and other Saiyans, as instead of using his anger to lash out in a negative way, he channeled it into something constructive.

Other Saiyans might of used this opportunity to get their way using other means. Maybe attack the Queen to render her too weak to fight back, even if she did manage to transform after. Then threaten to obliterate the city or overthrow her if she didn't surrender the location. But Zeke would not do that. There was a wrong way to do the right thing. Even with the power, he could never bring himself to that level, especially when it was his friend he was dealing with.

Zeke had no idea what he would do once he turned into a Super Saiyan... considering what had happened last time. All of those years ago and all of those people who had been killed... But it wasn't the power that he lost control of. It had been his mind at the time. Now he was doing quite alot better. The power however didn't seem to be all that hard to control after all.

She wanted him to trust in her decisions. He felt that she had blocked him from her mind, and it hadn't occurred to him until now that he could have obtained the location that way. But with Telepathy, one couldn't read minds per-say, but read thoughts. Memories as well, if they were thought of, like when Akassa showed Zeke some of hers. To pull information from memory was a deeper level. And if Zeke could do that, he wouldn't. It wasn't right to rip something as personal as a memory from someones mind. At least Telepathy could be justified as "if you think it, its mine to know." rather than "I'll know your secrets if I want to know."

Zeke could easily force through her mental block, and gain the location off of the slightest thought. But he wouldn't. She wanted his trust. Zeke was silent for a few moments. "I do trust you, Akassa. I don't want to break that trust either. But as far as your decisions go..." Zeke had to think of how to word it. "... I respect them. And I understand them. But I'm not going to say I like them."

He would then drop down into the palace itself. The movement seemed slow to him, but to by-standing guards and even the Queen, it would be as if he teleported. Not his intention, he would need to learn how to slow down in time. He landed in the throne room. In a pile on the floor was the remains of the Throne itself. Zeke felt at the War council from most of the people there how its destruction was a great loss. Something they had held onto since the rebirth... had been shattered and lost. Trivial to Zeke, who reformed it from its original pieces to its regular state without even moving. He felt nothing for the chair himself, but understood the meaning it had.

He would throw down some red carpet, gold trimmed banners in red, depicting the Saiyan Royal Crest in gold and placed a huge gold and crystal chandelier in the air. It floated there telekineticaly for now, awaiting a ceiling. Zeke was calming down, definitely showing in the detail he was putting into the palace. He was adding some other touches as well, as Akassa's thoughts were vague. Now that she shut him out, he also had less to work with. So he was accessing files from Jaxine's simulated world she created. Jaxine apparently had a Masters Degree in Architecture. Zeke still remembered thinking Kazu had drugged him or something when she proved it. Akassa most definitely never needed to know that Jaxine had anything to do with the palace.

Yet. This was going to be hilarious later on.

Guards came running to investigate the massive power and assure the Queen's safety only to be stricken with awe at the new palace. One guard was outside walking through charred stone and rubble only to look again and see grass. Then a sign. "Keep off the grass." it said. He scratched his head and turned to another sign. "Yes, I'm talking to you. Off, now." it said. He got the hell out of there.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

”I am glad to hear you do Ezekiel.” A slight pause as she thinks about her next words for a moment. ”I do not desire to kill aimlessly, but only to preserve future life. I know you do not agree, but as Queen I must make such decisions. Your disagreement is exactly why I wanted you to return home. With my father and brother dead, and the military in shambles I am looking to not only rebuild the palace but the army. Powerful fighters like you…and my brother Nasu are what I need to ensure our people safety. It will also help to have someone at my side who will question my orders, perhaps it might even make me alter some although such was not the case with this one.” It was true, she wanted him to stay at her side to work with her and rebuild her kingdom.

As he drops into the castle she loses sight of him for a moment, having almost forgotten that she was still in her regular form while he was not. Chuckling some she turns to drop down slowly, floating down into her new palace as he continues constructing it. The throne room brought a sincere smile to her face, the throne that had been in her family for generations reconstructed before her eyes. To have that seat once again in her palace, surrounded by the thick walls of stone was a step in the right direction. Guards and civilians alike within sight of the castle would stare in awe as it was reconstructed before their eyes. Unlike Akassa many had not seen his technique before and even she had not seen it to this extent. As the raised throne was completed her booted feet touch the ground.

With a thought she activates her own Super Saiyan form, strolling past the much taller Ezekiel as she heads for the chair. With close to a foot in height difference between the two his towering stature almost made the Queen look diminutive if it wasn’t for the power radiating from her small form. While he was tall and muscular, she was short and slim. Body size did not reflect power in most cases, the two fighters a perfect example of that as they both sported a very similar amount. Stepping by him her hand runs along his arm in a gesture of thanks, eyes still fixed on the throne before her. She had never sat in the real one, her father having never allowed anyone to do so that she was aware of, not even Ninjin.

Smiling wider she ascends the small set of stairs before it, boots taking it one step at a time as she does. Her golden aura ripples around her, thick blonde hair waving with energy and golden tail swaying behind her. Reaching the top of the steps she spins and drops into the cushioned seat, eyes gleaming back at Ezekiel as she does. The bright red of her bangs stood out against all the yellow even more than it had against the black of her normal hair, the strands of dyed hair not affected by her ascended form. Still smiling she looks to the unfinished ceiling. The fact the stars twinkled down into the throne room was quite a nice touch, the Queen not really desiring a roof.

”Can you leave this section of the palace without a roof Ezekiel? I enjoy seeing the stars and I am sure I will spend many hours in this room in the years to come.” Arms lifting to rest on the armrests, Akassa keeps her eyes on him now, looking him over once more. First her, than Nasu and now Ezekiel had become Super Saiyans. If she could convince him to join with her than the three of them would be unstoppable. The only hard part would be if he would follow orders like her brother, would he actually attack their foes or try to negotiate with them? Part of her wished she knew more about his dark past, that Ezekiel was more the one she needed at the moment.

[Jaxine Caulie]

After explaining how she could use someone to question her, Zeke could only think it. He wasn't sure his views would change hers much, it would just become a simple relationship where the two butted heads over witch species she wanted to erase next. However, he was still annoyed, and wasn't going to rule out possibly over reacting right now. He really liked the stone look. The throne rooms high windows were lined with gold, and the area was also outfitted with a fireplace and living room-like area where she could sit and chat. She could use a painting over the fireplace, but Zeke couldn't think of anyone.

She also entered her Super Saiyan form, Zeke's scanners instantly picking up her power level and comparing it to is own. She was stronger... but according to their base powers, their power increased by the same multiplication. Zeke thought nothing of that though... unknowing that the two here were the only ones with this level of Super Saiyan power. Zeke's energy was not pulsing around him as hers was. He had burned some of it now, and was trying to conserve what he could. Akassa's gesture caught Zeke off guard. It was far from the usual thanks he was accustom to, and though it sent a shiver up his spine, he said nothing about it.

She ascended the throne slowly, Zeke being the first to actually witness her literal acquisition of the throne, and therefore the undisputed title of Queen. Then her first request as a Queen on her throne. She wanted no roof. No ceiling. Zeke simply stood there quiet and dumbfounded with one eyebrow raised for a few moments. "Well... I could begin as an Adviser to you I suppose by listing all the reasons why that is a terrible idea..." before he could begin, a splotch of white would hit the red carpet, the call of a bird trying to make some distance could be heard.

"... and there it is." Zeke would state. The moon did have wildlife that had been taken from Earth upon the Rebirth. That's when Zeke realized that he was no longer holding the chandelier that he had created. And there was no ceiling. Yet it didn't fall. He could hear noises coming from it. "Who's up there!?" he asked. Suddenly a figure jumped down in front of him. A short man in a lab coat and a jetpack. "Hello Zeke. I had come to admire your transformation, only to hear the young Queens request." he said, pulling out a button and activating a transparent force-field, originating from the floating chandelier and spreading out to the edges of the tops of the walls.

"There we are." The man said, turning to Akassa. "Though it is hardly military grade, it should prevent dust, dirt, and bird droppings from entering the confides of the throne room, witch will be burned up on contact. However persons should be able to pass through it if they can generate the same force it would take to pass through a solid wall." He explained. He bowed. "Also, I am Dr. Walters, an acquatence of Zeke." He informed her.

Zeke crossed his arms. Yes, he could make things, but highly complex force-fields were something else. "He is a madman who conducts god-knows-what experiments in Kazu's basement." Zeke muttered. Walters spun around. "That is valuable research and this basement has been converted into a state-of-the-art laboratory!" He said, speaking the last word specifically as 'La-bore-a-tree'. Zeke scoffed. "Half of the vials are plastic." He reminded the man. He fumed, jetpacking up to eye level. "Half the vials are shutup! It stops your mammoth hands from shattering them when you knock things over! And it is A-grade Plexiglas, thank-you!"

Zeke glared. "I do no such thing! I know better than to touch that stuff. You think I want to spill something and end up with a third arm or grow an extra eye in my forehead!?" He reminded the doctor. He didn't want Walters around, he knew he would want to do research on Super Saiyans. He had been now since Akassa's transformation, also doing multiple scans on Nasu, whom Zeke hadn't sensed on the planet as of yet. Their ascension opened a whole new field of research long last with the Super Saiyans of the past. Dr. Walters wanted to be at the front of the line for that research.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

A small smirk played across the seated Queens features. Of course he would say that, the tall Saiyan not truly understanding what it was she wanted of him. While she desired for him to serve under her just as Nasu was going to, she saw the scenario having many more problems than the one with her brother. Ezekiel tended to assume too much when it came to his opinions, yet that is what she wanted. To have another question you is what made you see different options. The only problem with him was that he often saw his own ideas as the only way while declaring others could not see more than their own. A tricky situation indeed, but one she was more than willing to test out. Ezekiel NeCross was one of the few she truly counted as a friend and her desire for him to stay was genuine, but it was up to him to make that choice. While she was Queen she did not plan to force any decisions on him. Perhaps he was not the man she had heard of from years past, people did change after all.

As the small white splotch appeared on her brand new red carpet the Queen glances up, her roofless design appearing to have one major flaw. And what about the rain she thought? Half heartedly she was about to request he just throw a roof over it as it had been before when a strange man, wearing some sort of flying device sails down into the castle. His signature was so low she had failed to notice him before, but his words definitely had her noticing him now. Glancing up again she could see the slight shimmer of the field he had activated over the roof, his timely arrival suspicious, but welcomed at this point. Still resting in her throne, quite comfortably, the Queen raises an eyebrow as the two exchange words.

”Greetings Dr. Walters, I am sure I do not need to introduce myself. Any acquaintance of Ezekiel’s is welcome here…although I would wish for some warning next time please.” Her tone calm and level, almost having a more regal sound to it now that she sat in a proper palace. Before today she had been Queen, yet had no place to call her home. A Queen without any sort of palace or throne just did not present the same image as one with both. Even though she seemed a bit small in the large chair, her lithe frame not exactly filling it out like Tsuyo’s had, Akassa was truly at home in it. As the two continue she gently taps her fingers along the armrest, in no real rush now that she had the palace reconstructed. With so much on her plate it was nice to have a few moments reprieve, the two male’s conversation bringing her back to the time she had visited Kazu’s bar. Things had been much simpler then, but Akassa would not change a thing.

”Dr. Walters, perhaps you can convince Ezekiel to remain here on New Vegeta and serve at my side. With the recent events I am looking to rebuild, to move forward and I need allies of all sorts to make that possible. Perhaps a scientist might find his place in my court as well, or at the very least in the research and development department.” It was an honest offer, the Queen not ready to shun any sort of potential ally that might come her way. Even that simple Brandon boy had not been outright overlooked, not until he had chosen to leave on his own that was. The future was coming and those worth her time would be given the chance to view it alongside her. It was a much better alternative than watching from the sidelines. Changes were coming.

[Jaxine Caulie]

"R&D? Are you implying I'd get a new Lab!?" he asked exited. "Zeke! Get to work! I need a secret enterence that only I know about. And you, obviously. Maybe her too. Also include the following list of equipment:..." Zeke put a hand up. "What happened to your 'state-of-the-art Lab? Write the list down. I'll do it later, I'm getting tired." he said. Walters fumed a bit. "You nevermind about my other Lab! And you're a Super Saiyan! How are you tired!?" he yelled. Zeke shook his head. "Because this."he said, putting a hand out to gesture to the palace. "My power isn't limitless. Also like Akassa said, no more random appearances." He told him before Walters managed to have the whole request glossed over and forgotten.

The Queen was obviously entitled to knowing when he was coming, anyone would appreciate a knock on the door. Zeke liked that too. "Yes, Doc. Women usually don't appreciate creepy old men randomly entering their home. At least knock. Even Jaxine has the common courtesy to at-least bust a hole in the wall so you know she's there." Zeke stated, forgetting that random acts of destruction that he could fix with a thought were more frowned upon by others. Walters tapped two fingers together. "Y-yes, I'm sure to make myself known in the future. Random appearances are quite frowned upon myself as well." He atmitted.

"Like this?" Another voice asked.

The two would turn to see Kazu leaning against the wall with a beer in hand. He was dressed up a little better than usual, in khakis and a green sweater vest over his white shirt. "Where the hall did you come from!?" Walters yelled. Akassa would likely become agitated as well. Zeke however was used to this and simply sighed. "Don't worry about it." Kazu said quickly. "Doc, this place could use some security stuff, like cameras and those fancy key-card locks. Zeke can't do that, cause his power still kinda sucks, so you'll have to."

"Thanks." Zeke said, annoyed. Kazu heard the new Queen ask Walters to convince Zeke to stay, as both Kazu and Akassa knew he would likely either try and find the War Party or move on else-ware to fight the Church on other fronts. However Walters was not all that persuasive or threatening, so Kazu figured he would have a better shot. So he began with the best thing he could. "I can tell you where the planet is located." he said. Zeke went wide eyed. "Wait, what?" he asked. Kazu took a drink. "You can take my ship. Use my Nitrus fuel. Fly straight there as fast as you can. But you know what will happen?" He asked Zeke, who did not answer. Kazu paced a little, Akassa likely fuming and considering murdering him if he spilled the beans. Luckily Kazu knew what he was doing. "Zeke, all you would do is waste your time." He told him. "Ask Doc if you want to be sure about the timing details. The planet is very very far from here. Hell, Namek was actually closer. You wouldn't get half way and you'd run into the returning War Party, and that's considering they spend four times the predicted time on that planet. You'll never make it."

Zeke gritted his teeth. He wanted to try! Kazu looked out the window at the city. "Rather than waste time, Akassa figures you would do more for the Saiyan people if you stay. The palace isn't all that needs rebuilt, there was other damage and you could free up alot of resources and manpower that can be put else-ware. Your new abilities can also be used to aid those in the hospitals. They're quite full after the attack, especially with the Palace med-bay leveled. Doctors are working eighteen hour shifts a day, Zeke. You have the power to give them a break and free up alot of those beds for others who will need them."

Kazu made his point. He could help alot of injured people here rather then possibly wasting his time on this other planet. His fists were clenched, but they relaxed. "Fine. I'll stay here." He told them. Kazu made good points and Akassa could really use his skills. These were the two people he cared for most, both requesting the same thing... he couldn't say no. "Akassa, I'm going to have to ask you to let me see into your mind so I can finish your palace properly." he stated. Was this a trick? No. "You can trust me." he told her. He wouldn't need the location now, nor would he tell her this to turn around and lie about it.

He would then blast off through the transparent ceiling, making a hole that would re-seal itself. Zeke would begin charging up his energy for one more shot at the Palace to finish it up. It would need a Med-Bay, a Guard Barracks, a nice courtyard and obviously a pool. Maybe its own theater? What about a bath house, were they into that? Zeke had no idea about that, but lots of ideas for things to add. Gravity Chambers and an Armory. Maybe a place to land a ship next to or even on the palace, so Officials could bypass the space port. Zeke sighed... this was gonna take longer than just one more pass. He was gonna need a damn nap.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

For once in her life Kazu’s arrival was not an annoyance to the Queen. Actually, it was welcomed even if it wasn’t exactly expected. Watching the rather well dressed bar tender she covers the small smirk on her face with a hand as she relaxes in the throne. The blonde was making perfect, sense, his argument similar to the one she had been trying to make to Ezekiel before. There was no way he was going to be able to make it to the planet in time to stop them even if she had given him the location. Thankfully he took his words seriously, the tall warrior agreeing to stay behind. Sitting up in her chair she lets her hand drop away from her mouth to reveal the smile she now wore.

”Exactly Kazu, the best decision is for you to stay here Ezekiel. There is so much good you can do here and I am not just talking about rebuilding my castle. All around the city you can help the people, speed up the process of reconstructing their homes.” Akassa pauses a moment as she smiles even wider. “And of course we can train. Now that you are stronger I want to test your skills against mine, let us see if you have gained more than power.” Of course she wanted to fight against him, but in a friendly sparring match as they had in the past. The last time he had bested her, one of her so many defeats at the time. Now she felt it would be different.

Glad for this turn of events, she watches as he lifts into the air, passing right through the force field that protected her throne room. Slowly rising from her chair she takes to the air as well, following him up above the royal grounds. Floating high above the palace she looks across what he had already done. Around her stood most of the center of the palace that she had wanted, but it was far from what she had envisioned before. It was beautiful; there was no denying that, yet she wanted more. Looking over to him she smirks at his comment to allow him to once again access her mind. ”Very well, but no sifting through anything else.” A slight smirk on her face at the end of the comment.

Turning away from him the Queen slowly closes her eyes, pulling up the image of what she had wanted within her mind. What Ezekiel would see was not just a place, but an entire royal compound. Of course she didn’t expect him to construct it all today that was unreasonable. She wanted him to understand though what her vision was. The palace she wanted would be far greater than the one that had stood before. It stretched father back from the city than the previous had and was far taller. Beyond just the palace structure itself there was a whole section devoted to royal quarters, servants quarters and even quarters for the royal guards that it would soon house. Complete with multiple training grounds and sufficient supply rooms and kitchens it was almost a small city within itself. This was going to be a testament to the Saiyan race and what it was going to become. From here on out the Saiyan race was going to shine.

(Below is the palace and compound she envisions, the setting around it of course not accurate. This is something that cannot be built in one thread as its size is just too great. However, Akassa would believe he could work on it over the coming days/weeks.)

[Jaxine Caulie]

It surprised the bartender that Akassa was not questioning how he had gotten there or how he knew the location of the planet. That is, if he wasn't lying. However would he lie to his friend in the presence of the Queen? Well, maybe. Kazu was an ok person, but far from a saint. Akassa agreed with him, and he simply smiled and took a drink, adjusting his glasses as he looked at her. After he agreed to stay, the Queen stated she wanted to train as well. Zeke nodded, not looking directly at her for some reason. Was he still mad? It wasn't that at all. "Trust me, you'll see what I'm capable of now." he told her.

Their first bout ended in a draw due to a slight mishap on his part, and the second round in witch they decimated the Coliseum Immortal on the night before the finals, Zeke won by knockout. He then gained the right to call her 'Kass' without her having a say against it, though he still had yet to even refer to her as such. However, after she gave him that smirk once allowing him to see into her mind, he simply returned the smirk, looking at her and asked "Why do you say that? Afraid I'll see something I shouldn't, Kass?" he would ask, then went on to occupy his mind at transferring her mental image into an actual 3D model that he could make a blueprint off of. Her expectations were extreme, but nothing Zeke didn't feel he could accomplish if given the time. If she told him to have it done by noon tomorrow, he would likely laugh at her.

Meanwhile, Kazu was left alone in the throne room. He looked around, guards and other persons who had worked there before looking around. A guard seen Kazu. "Hey! Who are you, and what are you doing here!?" he asked. Kazu took a drink. "I'm Kazu Respedos, and I'm here for your tab." he told him. The guy looked at him, and slowly backed up. He realized now who he was talking to, and remembered his massive bar tab from a while ago. "Uh... I'll pay up when I can, I didn't realize it was you, sir..." Kazu smiled. "Well... I suppose I can give you another week. That is, if you don't bother me again." He requested. The man nodded. "Y-yes sir!" he said, running off rather quickly. He had to chuckle. Pretty bad that most of the guards in the city were in debt to him. Tsuyo tried for years to have Kazu arrested for anything just for a quick fix to the problem, but Kazu had an advanced law degree. He weaseled his way past Tsuyo's charges every time.

It would seem that with Zeke as a mutual friend to the queen, he may have to start collecting. Akassa didn't seem too likely to crack down on him for his shady liquor importing processes, his underground fighting ring, and the fact that he had sent people to forcefully beat the tabs out of others in the streets... Bored, Kazu would slowly float up towards the two, this being the first time he would show that he too could fly. Yet he drove a car. Why not?

Above Zeke was putting what was left of his energy into the palace itself. It still needed finishing touches, and a few things to be done that he could not do, but all in all it was mostly built as of now. Zeke put his hands down, floating there with no aura. Strangely he seemed to be back to his base power, but the gold never left his hair yet. Maybe it wouldn't, Zeke's genetics were messed up. Maybe he just mutated himself by turning Super Saiyan. "Well, that's it for now. I'm exhausted. I need a nap... and a snack. something with a few tens of thousands of calories to burn for my next pass over the Palace. Or should I say Compound?" he wasn't sure, but thankfully he had made a bed and a kitchen, so he was set.

He turned to Akassa, looked at her for a moment, then smiled. "Well, later." was all he said, drifting off into the palace again. Zeke was gone by the time Kazu was getting there. He was laughing out loud at something. Was there something wrong about the palace? Zeke didn't go adding something stupid that would take days to catch onto, did he? Or was it something else Kazu was laughing at?

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

The reasons why Akassa was not concerned with Kazu were quite simple. The palace had very recently been in shambles, the whole royal compound little more than debris and ruins. For anyone with such a weak power level to sneak in would not have been that hard, the Queen’s attention elsewhere as she spoke with Ezekiel. As for his knowledge of the planets location…it was obviously a lie. The coordinates of the planet that Ninjin had followed the Namekian assassin to were known to none other than Akassa, Ninjin and Celeh. The bartender, for whatever reason, was simply on her side when it came to the discussion of whether Ezekiel should remain on New Vegeta or not. He had her thanks even if she hadn’t outright said it.

In the air with Ezekiel she was glad to see him smirk back, his frustrations with her at least put aside for the time being as he manages the expression. ”Not quite, but I do not want you reading through whatever you please. There are some thoughts and emotions I would like to keep to myself you know.” A smirk still dominating the Queen’s fair features, she turns to close her eyes and focus. While he got to work on adjusting the compound more to her liking, as much as he could handle in this session that is, she was unaware of the interaction between the guard and Kazu below. The fact a Saiyan owed enough to be blackmailed would have displeased her greatly. If and when she found out about the tabs owed to Kazu from various soldiers she would take swift action to make sure they were paid. Those in the military needed no distractions.

While the compound she saw in her minds eyes was massive, the Queen had every confidence that given time Ezekiel could construct it. After all, he had been the one to boast in the past he could create anything with his unique ability. Akassa was going to put that to the test. When he stops and his power signature drops back to its normal state her eyes open as they shift to look at him. Strangely enough his hair was still golden even if his Super Saiyan power had been deactivated. Curious…then again he was a bit different from the rest of them, so it made sense his attributes were different as well. When they sparred she would be sure to test his new stamina.

As he went to take his leave Akassa smiles almost warmly at him, as warmly as any might have ever seen the warrior queen smile. She was truly grateful for what he had done so far. ”Thank you Ezekiel, rest where ever you like within the palace.” A slight pause. ”My quarters excluded of course.” Not thinking she had to say such a thing to him, but wanting to clarify just in case he intended to use them for his own. He was her friend and ally, but there were still plenty of limits especially when it came to her own personal space. As the male clad in black departed she turns to regard the floating Kazu.

”When did you learn to use bukujutsu and what is so amusing?” She says with a raised brow. The bartender was always a sort of enigma to Akassa, his whole sense of humor and demeanor just something she didn't understand. Perhaps whatever it was he was laughing she wouldn't understand either.

[Jaxine Caulie]

He had stated in the past that he was capable of creating almost anything, as there were still limits to his power as of now. His power would now construct alot of things on its own, Zeke simply needing to invasion it to let it be. However Zeke wasn't sure how it would go if he started creating Live beings or explosive weapons that they used in Earth's ancient times to nearly wipe out their own race and accidentally re-shape the world's land masses. Weather or not he could do such things was not something he would test. It was like Zeni. He could make piles of it if he wished, but it would serve him no good. All that does is damage the economy. Besides, it was more meaningful to earn the Zeni rather than just make it.

Zeke would raise an eyebrow at Akassa after stating her quarters were off limits. "Right." he would say. "I guess I'll have to go make my own room." he said, joking of-course. He had already made himself one. In the Living quarters as her and every other room was, but it wasn't even close to hers. He plopped back down into the throne room, walking on into one of the side halls to find the room. He almost needed a map to find it, even after being the one to build it. That's why he put all the rooms together for the most part, so they could be found easier.

He still had some energy left, using it up bit by bit as he walked, throwing up some finishing touches. Entering his room through the double doors, he waved his hand over a sensor to activate the light. Then he stood there realizing the lights worked. Zeke had added them and the switches, but he had also envisioned their function as well. The newer level of his skill must have a better effect now. The room was all dark spruce wood walls with high ceilings. It had a small chandelier and a fireplace to the left wall from the enterence with a coffee table and some chairs nearby. At the opposite end of the enterence was a desk with a large window behind it, a wardrobe to the left wall that was actually a refrigerator and a sword rack to the right wall. Adjacent to the fireplace to the right wall was another set of doors that Zeke would walk to.

This was his bedroom. He took little time to admire it, walking over and flopping into the bed, passing out in seconds. The gold faded from his hair by then. In this room he did include things like a door leading to a bathroom, various furniture, and a closet that he would soon fill with more black clothing and use for storage. Maybe he would add more later, like some electronics and such. For now, he was dead to the world.

Meanwhile, Kazu and Akassa were still floating around. "Who says I couldn't always fly?" Kazu said. He had alot of secrets. He didn't open up about much to anyone, especially women. Usually they just get filled up with pickup lines and stories he made up on a whim. He was an awesome storyteller though, that was for sure. He might of made a living as a Novelist if he wanted, possibly even reaching the fame of the esteemed Saiyan novelist Zilo, who had lived over a thousand years ago. The bartender was content with his current career though. As for what he was laughing about, Kazu replied "You honestly think you need to remind Zeke to avoid your room? Next you'll be worried about walking in there, seeing him shirtless in your bed with a rose in his mouth."

That might agitate her a little. Kazu would be quick to take his leave though, but he would tell her one other thing, just to stir the pot a bit. "Then again... wouldn't surprise me. He has a thing for blondes." and at that, would vanish in a streak of golden light back into the populated streets below. He found it amusing to get the two worked up, he would soon put ideas into Zeke's head for a laugh as well. But in all honesty, it likely wouldn't do the bartender any good, Zeke wasn't like that. Was he?

[[Exit, PL please.]]

[[Unlocking SSJ.]]

[[New Tech: Master Transmutation: A master level of Matter Manipulation, allowing the user to use pure Magic to mold or create anything. Is released through a drawing effect but the Magic acts off the creator's thoughts of what to create, constructing it on its own, similar to how Healing Magic acts itself. Does not apply to Katchin, Dragon Balls, "Item Page" equipment (Aside from repairing already owned equipment) weapons/ objects of immense complexity such as Nuclear Bombs, unless user takes the required multiple years of study. However, the user can go as far as to raise an entire house in a single post, and even structures if given time. Can not be used to create live matter, aside from plant life. However it can be paired with the "Healing" master technique to re-attach or restore massive amounts of damage to a persons body. This Technique is Master Level.]]

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa scoffs at Kazu's words. Such a thing was beyond imagination for the Queen, something that corny having no appeal to her whatsoever. As for the blonde comment, that received a roll of her eyes. Akassa had far too much on her mind to worry about romantic notions, as the ruler of the Saiyan race there was simply no time for relationships like that. Of course that wouldn't always be the case. Down the road she would need an heir, someone she might turn the throne over to when her time drew to an end. That was always decision for later though, her first choice lingering between two. Now, now she needed to focus on what was before her. Alone finally she looks to her throne.

Floating back towards the castle floor the Super Saiyan had to admire the work Ezekiel had done so far. The throne room was exquisite, the dark stone with red and gold decor was exactly how she had envisioned it. For too long she had been denied the Hattori colors, the red in her hair the only claim she might lay to them. Now her hair was the living embodiment of her name. Red, gold and flowing with power Queen Akassa Hattori was the epitome of her family line. Never before had there been a ruler like her, and as she saw it never again would her brilliance be matched. So far in her life she had been underestimated, always at least second, but no more. Any to do so would do it at their own risk. Even her friends did not seem to wholly understand her yet that was just fine.

Turning, she settles into her throne, fingers tapping along the exposed stone on the armrest. Resting in her throne, a seat slightly too large for her small frame, she maintains her ascended form. This was how others were to view her. Not Akassa Hattori, eldest daughter of Tsuyo Hattori, but Queen Akassa Hattori, the first Super Saiyan in over 1000 years. Such a title was not to be taken lightly for she was prepared to do whatever it took to secure her future, the future of her people.

Tsuyo and Natisha had been punished for their crimes, justice handed out by Akassa herself. Leke had chosen to disrespect her so he too had fallen, the action something she had regretted, but now realized was necessary. Nasu followed her, serving at her side out of respect for his older sister and the power she wielded, as he should. With Ezekiel now staying that made two, two Super Saiyans serving under her. The most recent had been harder to sway, but through a gentle smile and their friendship he had been convinced. Although his full allegiance still seemed shaky she would secure it in time. He hoped to avoid violence, but that was not the version she wanted. Well aware of his past now she planned to draw out his other side. The "Angel of Death," that was the Ezekiel NeCross she desired.

Resting her head back against the throne she couldn't help from grinning. She was indeed a different woman than from before the Church had attacked her home. The leniency her father had shown others was not to be tolerated under her rule. Akassa knew what she wanted and had every intention of getting it. Before she had thought force was the only way. While it was most effective in her opinion it didn't always work, finesse was sometimes called for. Determined, she would stop at nothing when it came to her goals, even if that meant manipulating those close to her.

(Zeni please)

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

(Oh and Zeke's SSJ is approved.)

[graderr]

Akassa: 2,849 zeni
Brandon: 964 zeni
Zeke: 5,285 pl