Post by Disgraced Prince Nasu Hattori on Oct 25, 2015 0:16:37 GMT -5
The Prince of all Saiyans, the Governor of Earth, Super Saiyan, War Hero; he stared straight ahead, his eyes not seeing the tv that was playing nothing but static, the screen cracked where he had thrown the remote at it in frustration. He had a dozen or more titles now, all of them gifted to him by his sister the Queen, but he knew there was only one title he had earned entirely on his own.
Nasu Hattori, Mass Murderer.
Nasu paced around the lavish mansion that was serving as the headquarters for the Central City Rebuilding Project. Their plan to rebuild the city he and Kass had managed to level only months before. Already skeletons of buildings were rising touching the very sky, and thousands of refugees were making their way back to the place they had called home before the invasion.
Nasu sat on his couch his face in his hands. Each Earthling that wandered back to the city was a new knife in him.
“They didn’t come back because they recognized Kass as their leader, they didn’t come because they know I have their best intentions at heart! They came because they have to!” his voice rising in pitch as he continued to talk himself, working himself into a frenzy. “They came because they had no jobs, no money no food! They were sick, injured and alone because I had probably killed some portion of their family! But against every possible instinct had they wandered back into my city because THEY KNEW THE TRUTH! THEY ALL NEEDED MY HELP OR THEY’D DIE!” Nasu reached for his remote to throw it in a rage only to realize it was already through his tv. He stood for a moment considering picking it up to throw it again but the moment had passed and he calmed down slightly leaving him alone with his thoughts again.
He could see the contempt in their eyes. They all felt it, he knew. They never made eye contact with their new Governor as they swore their allegiance to the Saiyan Empire, never felt any gratitude for what the Empire was giving them. They hated him for what he’d done, as much as what he was making them do now. Everyone hated him. The people of Earth despised him for his actions, robot held him in contempt for his intelligence, his brother must hate him for abandoning his son. His sister...Nasu began pacing again. His sister protected him, his sister cared for him, she left him in charge of an entire planet. But she knew he was weak.
She needed to save him. Every fight he’d ever been in with her she’d won, every battle next to her ended with him unconscious and someone rescuing him from death. She knew he was weak and was holding her back. And if there was one thing Nasu knew for certain, Queen Akassa Hattori despised weakness.
He stared at his broken tv again and the child’s words echoed in his mind.
“She speaks of the destruction of Central City as if it were not her fault. Again lies. Her very presence triggered the destruction of our city, whether it was purposely destroyed by her or her minions.” This blue haired boy sought to raise an army against him. Against the Empire that sought to keep these people safe, not just now, but for generations to come. He sought to get more people to hate him!
Nasu brought back a fist and slammed it through the edge of his wall, sending a cloud of dust and drywall everywhere that sent him off in a fit of coughing as he accidentally inhaled the mix. The first few days in his new mansion he had broken tables, chairs and walls, yet every day when he left to go rule over his people he came home to his palace completely repaired, not even a spec of dust to be found. As if the very house itself fought against his efforts to change it, nothing he did would alter anything.
He walked back over to his coffee table and picked up his drink only to find it was empty. Looking around for a moment he strode quickly to the bar and shakily poured himself another round. He looked down realizing he’d spilled more than half of it.
“Akassa Hattori did neither of these things and indeed initiated the wholesale slaughter of thousands of innocent people” the words of the blue haired child who sent his signal out over the air waves raced through his mind again.
He was wrong. Since the clean up process began the construction crews had found thousands of bodies true. But Nasu had felt the lives extinguished. His ability to sense energy levels, the ability that had always served him so well, allowed him to feel every life that was extinguished during the invasion. Millions of people had lived in central city and they had a very well thought out evacuation plan. But the invasion was so fast, the battle so wide spread. Word of what happened hadn’t even reached half of the population before it was far too late to get out of the blast radius.
Nasu had felt it as tens, if not hundreds of thousands of lives were wiped out of existence by Nasu’s own blast…
Him and the the nameless man...his hands tightened in anger and he felt the glass crack in his fist. He took a long pull finishing the entire drink and put it down before he could break yet another glass in his hand. He had been determined not to think about the nameless man. Nasu had heard from his sister the boy was dead. Beyond dead. She had blasted him into nothingness when she had to come rescue him; again.
The room spun around him slightly and Nasu reached for his power to offer him a sense of balance. He took closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. Instead he felt it again as a life off in the corner of his city now winked out of existence and he flinched a small whimpering sound involuntarily escaping his lips.
In a city the size of Central even while it was under construction again people were dying constantly. In the hospitals, from the construction, from illness brought on by the conditions the refugees were kept in, it didn’t matter. Since he woke up from the invasion Nasu had been unable to turn off his advanced ki sensing and so he felt every life around him, and he felt every death as keenly as if he caused it himself. Every night he came home a little more shaken, every day the bags under his eyes showing more and more. He turned and leaned his back against the broken wall before sliding down and giving in to the spinning room.
The drinking was the only thing that helped him sleep now, the only way he could numb the feeling of all his people dying around him. Why did he care if Earthlings died? What did it matter if the millions dead were used as a base to raise up hundreds of millions, if not billions more. He felt another life extinguish somewhere only a mile or so away from him, and he flinched again.
****
The maid walked in at dawn as she did every morning, finding Nasu passed out against a broken wall, cracked glass completely drained but still in his hand. It was pathetic to think this man held the entire planet hostage to his whims.
As she did every morning she looked down at the passed out tyrant and thought of the knives in the kitchen. It would be so easy to pick one up and slit his throat while he slept. After it happened she could scream her throat raw, swear she came in this morning and found him like that. She could cry on the shoulder of the policeman who came to investigate. Hell she might even be able to lie to Queen Hattori and get away with it. Kai’s above know that the boy king earned his death a million times over by now.
But how many millions more would die from the Queen’s wrath? How many people would she kill trying to find the one who murdered her pathetic drunk of a brother? She looked around at the room he had once again managed to wreck before looking back at him. No she couldn’t do anything until his sister could no longer rain destruction from above.
She thought back to the blue haired man and his radio broadcast from the night before. There were humans who were fighting back though. That thought gave her hope, and the hope gave her enough energy to start the task of cleaning up the wrecked home once again. She walked back out the front door to the waiting staff with a stiff smile on her face.
“Well what are you all waiting for? Get to work.”
*****
This is probably gonna be my last post on the site as it’s closing it’s doors. Seriously I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed my time here writing and especially talking to everyone and reading all your stories and exploring all the characters you’ve come up with.
It’s been a lot of fun getting to know all of you, so thank you all for the amazing memories.
Special thanks to all the admins who did a fantastic job with this site. You guys should all be proud you gave life to something way bigger than just yourselves. Thank you for all the work you must have put in to make it happen.
That said I hope to talk to you all again in the future, but for now I’m out.
Best wishes,
Nasu Hattori (Dan)
Nasu Hattori, Mass Murderer.
Nasu paced around the lavish mansion that was serving as the headquarters for the Central City Rebuilding Project. Their plan to rebuild the city he and Kass had managed to level only months before. Already skeletons of buildings were rising touching the very sky, and thousands of refugees were making their way back to the place they had called home before the invasion.
Nasu sat on his couch his face in his hands. Each Earthling that wandered back to the city was a new knife in him.
“They didn’t come back because they recognized Kass as their leader, they didn’t come because they know I have their best intentions at heart! They came because they have to!” his voice rising in pitch as he continued to talk himself, working himself into a frenzy. “They came because they had no jobs, no money no food! They were sick, injured and alone because I had probably killed some portion of their family! But against every possible instinct had they wandered back into my city because THEY KNEW THE TRUTH! THEY ALL NEEDED MY HELP OR THEY’D DIE!” Nasu reached for his remote to throw it in a rage only to realize it was already through his tv. He stood for a moment considering picking it up to throw it again but the moment had passed and he calmed down slightly leaving him alone with his thoughts again.
He could see the contempt in their eyes. They all felt it, he knew. They never made eye contact with their new Governor as they swore their allegiance to the Saiyan Empire, never felt any gratitude for what the Empire was giving them. They hated him for what he’d done, as much as what he was making them do now. Everyone hated him. The people of Earth despised him for his actions, robot held him in contempt for his intelligence, his brother must hate him for abandoning his son. His sister...Nasu began pacing again. His sister protected him, his sister cared for him, she left him in charge of an entire planet. But she knew he was weak.
She needed to save him. Every fight he’d ever been in with her she’d won, every battle next to her ended with him unconscious and someone rescuing him from death. She knew he was weak and was holding her back. And if there was one thing Nasu knew for certain, Queen Akassa Hattori despised weakness.
He stared at his broken tv again and the child’s words echoed in his mind.
“She speaks of the destruction of Central City as if it were not her fault. Again lies. Her very presence triggered the destruction of our city, whether it was purposely destroyed by her or her minions.” This blue haired boy sought to raise an army against him. Against the Empire that sought to keep these people safe, not just now, but for generations to come. He sought to get more people to hate him!
Nasu brought back a fist and slammed it through the edge of his wall, sending a cloud of dust and drywall everywhere that sent him off in a fit of coughing as he accidentally inhaled the mix. The first few days in his new mansion he had broken tables, chairs and walls, yet every day when he left to go rule over his people he came home to his palace completely repaired, not even a spec of dust to be found. As if the very house itself fought against his efforts to change it, nothing he did would alter anything.
He walked back over to his coffee table and picked up his drink only to find it was empty. Looking around for a moment he strode quickly to the bar and shakily poured himself another round. He looked down realizing he’d spilled more than half of it.
“Akassa Hattori did neither of these things and indeed initiated the wholesale slaughter of thousands of innocent people” the words of the blue haired child who sent his signal out over the air waves raced through his mind again.
He was wrong. Since the clean up process began the construction crews had found thousands of bodies true. But Nasu had felt the lives extinguished. His ability to sense energy levels, the ability that had always served him so well, allowed him to feel every life that was extinguished during the invasion. Millions of people had lived in central city and they had a very well thought out evacuation plan. But the invasion was so fast, the battle so wide spread. Word of what happened hadn’t even reached half of the population before it was far too late to get out of the blast radius.
Nasu had felt it as tens, if not hundreds of thousands of lives were wiped out of existence by Nasu’s own blast…
Him and the the nameless man...his hands tightened in anger and he felt the glass crack in his fist. He took a long pull finishing the entire drink and put it down before he could break yet another glass in his hand. He had been determined not to think about the nameless man. Nasu had heard from his sister the boy was dead. Beyond dead. She had blasted him into nothingness when she had to come rescue him; again.
The room spun around him slightly and Nasu reached for his power to offer him a sense of balance. He took closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. Instead he felt it again as a life off in the corner of his city now winked out of existence and he flinched a small whimpering sound involuntarily escaping his lips.
In a city the size of Central even while it was under construction again people were dying constantly. In the hospitals, from the construction, from illness brought on by the conditions the refugees were kept in, it didn’t matter. Since he woke up from the invasion Nasu had been unable to turn off his advanced ki sensing and so he felt every life around him, and he felt every death as keenly as if he caused it himself. Every night he came home a little more shaken, every day the bags under his eyes showing more and more. He turned and leaned his back against the broken wall before sliding down and giving in to the spinning room.
The drinking was the only thing that helped him sleep now, the only way he could numb the feeling of all his people dying around him. Why did he care if Earthlings died? What did it matter if the millions dead were used as a base to raise up hundreds of millions, if not billions more. He felt another life extinguish somewhere only a mile or so away from him, and he flinched again.
****
The maid walked in at dawn as she did every morning, finding Nasu passed out against a broken wall, cracked glass completely drained but still in his hand. It was pathetic to think this man held the entire planet hostage to his whims.
As she did every morning she looked down at the passed out tyrant and thought of the knives in the kitchen. It would be so easy to pick one up and slit his throat while he slept. After it happened she could scream her throat raw, swear she came in this morning and found him like that. She could cry on the shoulder of the policeman who came to investigate. Hell she might even be able to lie to Queen Hattori and get away with it. Kai’s above know that the boy king earned his death a million times over by now.
But how many millions more would die from the Queen’s wrath? How many people would she kill trying to find the one who murdered her pathetic drunk of a brother? She looked around at the room he had once again managed to wreck before looking back at him. No she couldn’t do anything until his sister could no longer rain destruction from above.
She thought back to the blue haired man and his radio broadcast from the night before. There were humans who were fighting back though. That thought gave her hope, and the hope gave her enough energy to start the task of cleaning up the wrecked home once again. She walked back out the front door to the waiting staff with a stiff smile on her face.
“Well what are you all waiting for? Get to work.”
*****
This is probably gonna be my last post on the site as it’s closing it’s doors. Seriously I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed my time here writing and especially talking to everyone and reading all your stories and exploring all the characters you’ve come up with.
It’s been a lot of fun getting to know all of you, so thank you all for the amazing memories.
Special thanks to all the admins who did a fantastic job with this site. You guys should all be proud you gave life to something way bigger than just yourselves. Thank you for all the work you must have put in to make it happen.
That said I hope to talk to you all again in the future, but for now I’m out.
Best wishes,
Nasu Hattori (Dan)