Long ago in the ancient past a mighty saiyan king named Legion and his loving wife bared four beautiful children throughout their life time. An elder son named Acestes, who was tall and well built like his father once was in his prime years. A saiyan with raven locks that was pulled back with a tie and eyes dark as a black diamond with a brown saiyan tail. After him was his eldest of two sisters named Cyrilla who held her own, taught and ruthless like a true saiyan warrior should be. Having shoulder length crimson hair and eyes of emerald seas with a black saiyan tail. The second son named Elek who was a charming man who had a brilliant mind upon his sturdy shoulders. His hair being of a dark spiky brown hair that drapes down his back in a wild man manner, eyes brown and a light tan saiyan tail. The youngest of them all was Kyra who was the quiet out of them all, the one that was not built physically or mentally for fighting who; was more into peace between races. Having long silky snow white hair that danced down her hour glass body to her feet, skin so soft and fair with rosy cheeks and crystal blue eyes, along with a white tail. She was the most beautiful of their race.
Their father and mother were at their limitations of ruling over their sayian planet and was that time to pick a new suitor to take their father's place as king. King Legion was that kind of man that believes men rule over others as women did the fighting and bearing the next generations. Standing up from his throne with his four children before him, he smiled at them all before he spoke in a deep soothing tone of voice.
"My dear children, Acestes, Cyrilla, elek, and Kyra; it is about that time that I pick who shall take my place as king…"
Cyrilla quickly cuts him off as she usually does with her sharp attitude.
"King? Why not a queen father?"
His eyes narrow to her words while he tilts his chin up.
"You know very well that I do not accept women to rule a kingdom let alone an entire planet. Women are not suited for such a job my dear."
"That's barbaric! You know damn well I am far stronger then all your elite warriors put together... I am a perfect suitor to take your place!"
Yelled Cyrilla, who tighten her fist towards her father with rage in her emerald eyes. She was not going to give up on getting her way but her father waved his hand in front of him to silence her words.
"Enough Cyrilla! I will not tolerate your attitude towards me."
Cyrilla takes a step back and bites her bottom lip to hold back any more of her harsh words. King Legion clears his throat as he rests his hands to his mid torso and continues on speaking.
"There shall be a duel between my eldest son Acestes and my second eldest son Elek and who ever is to win will take my place."
All four children bowed their heads as Cyrilla and Kyra both make their ways to their thrones and took their seats as their two brothers took their places in the middle of the throne room which was more then enough space for a simple duel.
"Good luck Elek, you're going to need it if you are to win against me."
Chuckles Acestes with cockiness in his tone.
Elek laughed to his words.
"Aye, I don't need luck to defeat you brother. I am strong enough to beat you..."
Replied Elek with a slight accent.
Both readied themselves, pausing for a split second before they charge towards one another then vanish right before they clash. Throwing powerful punches and forceful kicks to each others in mid air and flash from one side of the room to the other, it was quick difficult for one with slow eyes to keep up with their speed.
Sweat beads form on their brows as they start to get serious, breaking free from each other. They pant heavily as they chuckle. Elek vanishes from where he stood and reappears behind his older brother with his hands ball up together, bringing it down to the back of Acestes's head but Acestes was quick on his feet, managing to throw his upper body to the ground with his hand firmly on the marble floor and kicks Elek in the mid torso like he was a horse. Elek gasp loudly to the pain but throws himself into a back flip to give himself some space.
Holding onto his stomach he smiles to his brother.
"Nice one. Didn't expect you to respond so quickly."
"Yeah, I've been doing some extra training."
Spoke Acestes who was adjusting himself into another fighting pose, ready for what ever Elek had in store for him. Elek took in a deep breath as he was becoming nervous seeing that Acestes was so calm and relax with their fight that it worry him that he may not have a chance against him.
Cyrilla sat at her throne with her nails digging into the wood of the arm rest; she chews on her bottom lip. She hates the fact that she was unable to fight to win her father's throne. Kyra who wasn't even paying attention leaning into her mother's shoulder and whispers softly to her.
Elek clinches his fists, vanishing once again and this time so did Acestes, when Elek tries to attack, Acestes was right there to block him and attack him with force. Knocking Elek to the floor. Elek groans in pain and frustration that he wasn't getting anywhere with this fight. Lifting his head up he could hear his father yelling Cyrilla's name while she lunges towards Acestes with her right fist ball up and ready to strike, catching him off guard she manages to knock him in the jaw and off his feet. Stumbling back a few steps, steadying himself back he rubs his mouth with the back of his hand and snickers.
"Well well well, this shall be fun."
Elek snickers as well as he stood up behind Cyrilla and clap his hands.
"Let's get this fight started then."
All three flash from their spots and were fighting like true sayians and treating the duel like it was a fight to the death. All the elite soldiers gasp in amazement, watching the three battle but King Legion was not please, he was about to stand up and stop the fight but before he could both Acestes and Elek yell out in pain due to Cyrilla energy blast that causes them both to collapse before their father, smoke flows off their armor while the groan in pain and struggle to get up.
Forcing their heads up to stare at their angry father before them, their heads lower back down in disappointment. Cyrilla lands to the ground and quickly makes her way to her father with a smug look on her face.
"Now do you believe me father? I should be the one to rule, NOT THEM!"
Yelled Cyrilla.
Acestes stood up in anger, turning himself to get into Cyrilla's face.
"It wasn't your battle to win Cyrilla!"
Barks out Acestes who was not the only one now in Cyrilla's face, Elek was as well.
"He is right, even though we did enjoy the fight between you Cyrilla but it was against father's wishes and Acestes and I are to do a rematch because of you!"
"No there isn't going to be a rematch, I won fair in square I should be queen!"
Challenges Cyrilla but before she could continue their father cut them all off.
"ENOUGH! I had enough of this bickering between siblings, I do not have the patients for a rematch I have chosen and it will be finally no if ands or buts!"
All three of them growl at one another, they face their father for his decision.
"Cyrilla back to your throne at once! You have disobeyed me more then once, as for you Acestes and Elek you are my finest sons and warriors but sadly I can only pick one of you to rule."
Cyrilla clinches her fist, storming out of the throne room slamming the doors behind her.
"Acestes you are to be king, you are a better fighter who has all that is needed to be king."
Elek growls lowly to himself, knowing he deserves to be king. Acestes pats Elek on his shoulder and chuckles.
"Sorry Elek, you already knew you couldn't defeat me."
Elek tugs his shoulder away from his brother's hold and storms out of the throne room. Acestes watches while he did and sighs softly before he was force to look to his father who places his old wrinkled hands onto his broad shoulders.
"My son, this is for you."
Removing his amulet necklace from his neck, shaking lightly when he lifts his arms over Acestes's head and places it upon him.
"You are king from this day forward my son."
Acestes smiles to his father before he makes his way out of the throne room.
The kingdom was at peace for once that night and all slumber peacefully but that was all to change. Cyrilla and Elek team up, quietly making their way through the kingdom corridors towards their elder brother's bedroom. They refuse to accept the fact that Acestes won the throne. Young Kyra was also wondering the corridors and caught her older brother and sister roaming the halls together. She narrows her eyes while she swiftly follows them to see what they were up to.
They were now only a few yards from their brother's bedroom door, looking at one another they nod their heads, placing their right hand out; small energy balls form in the palm of their hands waiting for the perfect time to break into Acestes's room. Kyra stood in the shadows, shaking like a leaf placing the pieces of the puzzle together and realize what they had plan for their eldest brother. Biting her bottom lip she grew the courage to rush over to Cyrilla and Elk and demand what was going on.
"What are you two doing out of your rooms?"
Spoke Kyra loudly not caring if others heard her, wishing someone would be there to back her up on all this but unfortunately no one heard her soft voice. Cyrilla's emerald eyes widen, reaching out in one swift motion grabbing Kyra by her long white locks and yanks her into her arms and covers her mouth with her free hand.
"We could ask you the same question Kyra."
Challenges Elek, who kept his back against the wall and the power ball still in his hand, Kyra struggles in Cyrilla's hold to get her mouth free so she may speak.
"I heard people talking outside my bedroom and guess who they were?"
She narrows her eyes, glaring up to her older sister then to her brother who just stares back at her with hateful eyes, Elek was about to speak when Acestes's door opens and he wonders outside his room and towards them, a grin tugs on Elek's face as he prepares for the attack. Kyra being the peace hearted one out of them all, she couldn't bare to witness her own family killing one another.
Shutting her eyes tightly she yanks her body as hard as she could out of her sister's arms and runs towards her elder brother screaming.
"Acestes watch out it's a trap!"
Cyrilla and Elek try to reach out for Kyra before she ran out of the shadows but they quickly pull themselves out of the dim light of the torches on the wall while Kyra runs into Acestes's arms.
Acestes wraps his large muscle arms around his youngest sister with worried eyes.
"What nonsense do you speak of Kyra?"
Stroking her perfect white hair, trying to comfort his crying sister. Her porcelain face stuff into his bare chest soaking his warm flesh with her tears.
"It's Cyrilla and Elek, they envy the fact you are now king, they are hiding in the shadows to kill you. They think once you are out of the way they have an easier way to get the throne for themselves."
Acestes narrows his eyes, his gaze on Kyra but quickly lifts up and looks down the corridor Kyra came from, slowly pulling Kyra from his hold he guides her to stand behind him. Sniffling softly as she wipes her tears away with her index finger.
"Kyra I want you to get father at once, Ill take care of this."
"Very well brother, please do be careful."
I shall, now go!"
Kyra nods her head, making a run to find her father. Cyrilla not wanting word to get to him, she leaps out of the shadows shooting a dark blue blast straight for Kyra. Acestes cries out to Kyra, swiftly vanishes and reappears by Kyra taking her into his arms and turns his back to the blast and allowing the full attack to hit him, losing his balance he falls to one knee with Kyra still in his arms. Having his left eye shut he groans in pain trying to be strong for Kyra.
Elek leaps out of the shadows with rage in his eyes, he throws it all verbally towards Cyrilla.
"What the hell are you doing? Kyra is not the one we are after!"
Cyrilla growls loudly, turning her gaze to Elek and barks back to him.
"She is now! If word gets to father we are both fucked! So we now need her out of the picture as well!"
Acestes stood up; he kept Kyra behind him and held onto her forearm.
"You are both Pathetic if you think killing me and Kyra will get you the throne."
Cyrilla takes a few steps towards the two with no fear or worry in her face about what will happen if they are to be caught.
"You don't know that! I have my ways of getting my way and I refuse to let you take what I rightfully deserve!"
Cyrilla clinches her fist, snarling to them both.
"Siblings or not I will get you both out of my way!"
Elek lowers his head and shakes it slightly, disappointed that Cyrilla had lost her mind and was willing to hurt their brother and sister. Elek looks to his brother and sighs in disgust with himself that he allowed Cyrilla to talk him into such a heartless attempt to get the throne.
Cyrilla raises her hand up and faces it towards Acestes and Kyra, a blue energy ball forms in the center as she snickers.
"Goodbye Acestes and Kyra, Hello- Queen Cyrilla!"
Her energy blast forms gains size and was about to strike, Acestes turns himself around and clings to Kyra to protect her knowing she was too weak to withstand the attack. Closing their eyes they wait for the blast but only heard was a blast clashing with another attack and Cyrilla screaming in agony. Acestes looks over his right shoulder to see that Elek had attack Cyrilla to stop her. Cyrilla lies on the floor for a brief moment before lifting herself up, her arms struggling to lift her weight off the ground. She was about to yell at Elek but the sound of their father's voice fills their ears.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!"
Their father stood in the corridor that Kyra was to go down to seek out their father, making his way to Acestes and Kyra he leans down to aid the eldest and youngest of his children. Kyra with tears filled in her crystal hues, throws herself into her father's arms and sobs.
"It's….it's my entire fault father."
Spoke Elek with his head hung low.
"What do you mean Elek?"
Asked King Legion with a puzzle tone.
"I...I was jealous that Acestes became king and I wasn't. I allowed Cyrilla to talk me into killing Acestes to become the new king. I shouldn't of let her get the best of me father...Forgive me."
Cyrilla growls with rage, she leaps onto her feet and without a second thought she shoots a blast towards Elek. Elek dodges the attack and sends a stronger attack towards her, which she knocks out of her way with her forearm and purposely redirects it to Acestes who cast an equal amount of power to stop the attack.
King Legion grew in an out rage, he storms in-between them all.
"I had enough of this! All four of you have royal sayian blood coursing through your veins you need to start acting like a real family."
"This family is broken, and always has been father."
Spoke Cyrilla.
"You are the reason we are broken father! You favoring Acestes more then the rest of us, secretly training him with your best Elite Solider when the rest of us had to train alone!"
Elek eyes widen from Cyrilla's words and wasn't sure if he should believe it or not."
"Is it true father? Did you train Acestes alone and had the rest of us work alone?"
King Legion nods his head to their question not being ashame of it.
"Yes I did train Acestes alone because he came to me for guideless and to learn more to be a better warrior, I would have been more then grateful to train you as well Elek but you never asked...It is not my job to train you it is yours and yours alone."
Elek took in a deep breath and holds it in for a moment before letting it go slowly, knowing his father was right but still jealousy and rage still lingers inside of him.
Cyrilla not wanting to let bygones be bygones with their father.
"So…We are now fine and dandy? I don't think so! I find it unfair that Acestes had the upper hand in the duel between Elek when he had more training, you knew Acestes would win from the start!"