Zuchino entered Freeza's mainly glass palace after coming to Planet Freeza #1,205, his current headquarters, to give a progress report. He sent his two comrades back to Planet Vegeta, seeing no reason to drag them along with him. Upon entry, he took a second to observe the newly constructed base, taking note of the several soldiers keeping the palace guarded against intruders…like Freeza would be so easily killed. He continued from the glass front entrance down the glass walkway, gazing into the various meeting rooms (some even occupied for new invasion strategies or inventions).
He also ignored the constant saluting soldiers around him. Because of his new rank as Brigadier General, he was considered to be of a higher degree than the regular grunts, therefore demanded more respect than the usual Saiyan warrior. He didn't care for it much; if anything, it sickened him that these pathetic beings would have to bow to him as if he gave a microscopic portion of a fuck about them.
As he traversed the hallway, he could hear the few mutters of the soldiers about how fast the planet had been conquered; a planet with that power level would take at least a day for most of the Freeza Force, given Thanos would have supplied a few of his warriors to keep the planet up. Zuchino and his team did it in three hours, including travel time.
He finally reached the throne room and pressed his palm against the keypad next to the door. After scanning his biometrics, the doors opened and he walked in.
As usual, Freeza sat in his throne, a levitating chair that the Saiyan wasn't sure if it was a feature or the emperor's telekinesis. The red wine glass in his right hand kept spinning round and round, the liquid sloshing around as well, as he slowly rotated his wrist. It was the only part of him that Zuchino could see as he lowered himself to one knee, following the usual protocol. The universal dictator had his back to the Saiyan as he faced a large glass window overlooking the new planet under his control through the holographic screen placed over the window.
To the left of the chair was Zarbon, who could only be described as a tall and smug pretty boy; he was a light shade of green (damn near blue) and his hair was far darker. He looked down at the Saiyan elite with amusement with arms crossed; no doubt he loved to see Zuchino in this position for more reasons than one.
To the right was Dodoria, the highest ranking soldier in Freeza's army and Freeza's personal guard dog who had one hell of a bite. For being as powerful as he was, he was more round than muscular and could outpace any Saiyan in an eating contest…several contests had proven that fact. Unlike his compatriot in crime to the left, Dodoria wore a harsher look, one that reeked of envy and suspicion. Probably because Zuchino was growing in power quicker than Dodoria would have preferred, almost reaching his level.
"Lord Freeza, we have completed the conquest of Latharia, all of the inhabitants are dead and the planet is ready for sale." With the information presented, he stood to his feet and looked over at Zarbon, who flipped his braid over his shoulder.
"Are you sure of this Saiyan?" Zarbon inquired as Zuchino rolled his eyes and glared at Zarbon. "Such a planet can't be conquered so quickly without some mistakes being made along the way."
"Well, Zarbon, if you are that doubtful of my work, you can go observe it for yourself."
"Must I remind you of your place, Saiyan?" Zarbon snarled as Zuchino continued to glare at him. "Just because you've gained a new rank does not mean you can talk to me in such a demeaning tone."
"You're right; I am so sorry, General Zarbon," Zuchino said, but the sarcasm in his tone was practically opaque; Dodoria couldn't help but snicker at the Saiyan.
"Play nice, boys." Freeza's cool voice rang out as the hologram shut down and he turned to the Saiyan. He gave a small smile as he observed the Saiyan. "Do you believe you ran into any of the Mad Titan's men?"
"Yes, he sent a Namekian to stop us, but he wasn't much of an opponent."
"A Namekian now? I was led to believe Thanos exterminated the entirety of their warrior race through 'sheer luck.'" Freeza mused though he was obviously being sarcastic about Thanos having killed off the race because of that.
"I did as well, Lord Freeza. Though, from the sound of what he said, I believe Thanos may have kept a few for the reason of building his army. With their powers of regeneration and mystic abilities, they would prove formidable warriors against those of average powers." Zuchino smirked and Freeza let out a small chuckle before levitating over to the Saiyan in his chair.
"Ah, I never got the chance to congratulate you on your new position," Freeza said, extending his hand to the Saiyan. Zuchino gave the Acrosian a warm smile before taking his hand in his.
"Thank you, Lord Freeza. It is an honor to serve you in a higher position. Thank you as well, Commander Zarbon, for seeing me fit for this position." Zuchino added, throwing the fakest of smirks towards the green alien.
Zarbon scoffed and muttered, "Yeah, whatever."
"What am I going to do with you?" Freeza shook his head, looking between his two subordinates. "Ah, it feels like just yesterday that I took you on a protege and now look at you, one of the most powerful warriors in my entire military."
"Only because of your faith in me, Lord Freeza." Zuchino gave another small smirk as Freeza gave him a smile.
"I'm so proud of you. And with that, you are dismissed. Good work." Freeza said as Zuchino gave a bow and walked out of the throne room.
The Saiyan arrived on his homeworld, Planet Vegeta, an hour after leaving Freeza's palace, a good time considering it was nearly a galaxy away. While entering into the atmosphere and passing through the white clouds down to what many considered to be one of the harshest looking landscapes of the galaxy. While many planets had green fauna and blue waters covering a good portion of its planet, Planet Vegeta was entirely different. Instead, it was mostly red rock formations and the dome-shaped architecture introduced by the Freeza Force.
Nearly the entirety of the fauna on the planet wasn't even native to the planet, mainly due to the long and arid summers that took up twenty months of one cycle (A/N: 7 years on Earth = 1 cycle) followed by frigid winters that could chill the flesh off bones of anything not Saiyan or Acrosian rounded up the last ten. That doesn't even account for the gravity, which was ten times heavier many other planets. However, it was implemented by King Vegeta as a way to ensure that the planet would meet Freeza's standards of beauty when he was attempting to gain the favor of the dictator…and because Freeza was known for annihilating planets he found to look "repugnant."
The ship slammed on the specially prepared mat on the palace's balcony. Dozens of engineers and low-level soldiers flocked towards the ship and took a knee as the Saiyan walked out. Once again, due to his position, it was customary that they kneel in his presence. After stepping out and taking in the scene, he grimaced and commanded, "Get up, it's not like I'm King Vegeta or anything."
"You're right, you would be nowhere as handsome as I." A voice rang out to his side, making Zuchino turn around to see King Vegeta. Zuchino smirked and placed his fist on his chest while placing another on his back, completing the Saiyan salute to their king. "Please, there is no need for that."
"Well, I always want to show respect." The two chuckled before exchanging a hug. "Any news?" The Saiyan whispered into his king's ear.
"Come in, I was just about to call a meeting." Vegeta gestured to the sprawling, crystal castle. It was easily one of the most architecturally stunning structures on the planet, saved over from the Tuffles after the Saiyan takeover nearly 40 cycles ago. According to King Vegeta, he saw the building and loved it enough to keep it and make it his castle. "We have much to discuss."
The roundtable meeting was held in a secret compartment of the King's expansive castle. Even though the Freeza Force thought they had reviewed the entirety of the castle (and bugged it), this was only accessible via pressing of a button in a certain book in the expansive library. The reason why they held it there was because they knew the second Freeza found out about the rebellion they've been plotting for the past cycle, he would destroy the planet in an instant.
Once they pushed the button, the duo began descending down the stairway. In almost a second, they reach the literal roundtable, with every single significant Saiyan general sitting in wait.
"Gentlemen, are we ready to begin?" Vegeta asked as he sat at the head of the table.
"Yes sir." They all answered in unison; Zuchino took his seat next to the Saiyan King, being his adopted son.
"Great. For starters, have each one of you completed the assignment I gave to you last meeting?"
"Yes sir."
"What races do we have who would join in the rebellion?" King Vegeta inquired.
"I've considered possible allying together with the Skrulls." Naeb announced first. Their ability to shapeshift would be a great assistance, we'd be able to attack them from within."
"The Skrulls are too much of a liability, they are notoriously known to play both sides. The last thing we need is for them to destroy both the armies to rise up through the ranks." Vegeta quickly cut in. "Any other idea? How about the Kree?"
"They are special, just physical strength and subpar regeneration mostly." Orat answered, earning nods from the majority of the table. "They'd be torn through easily and even they recognize that. Besides, I hear Freeza offered them a secret deal."
"The Asgardians?"
"They would never go against Freeza and risk their Nine Realms. Even if we'd manage to convince Odin, there's no telling what they'd do to us as well."
"He's right." Zuchino added in. "We can also count out the Sovereign. They wouldn't even pose a threat to Dodoria, let alone the full force of the Freeza Force."
"What about Thanos?"
There was a quiet in the room after the name was said. To be honest, every person in the room had considered seeking the Mad Titan for help in the upcoming rebellion. He was the only one that could pose a significant threat to Freeza, given his Black Order's legendary status almost comparable to the Ginyu Force, his expansive army, with the assistance of the Saiyan army, that could eliminate the entire Freeza Force. But there was one great drawback.
"No." King Vegeta finally said after a few seconds of silence. "If we were to seek his assistance and he obliged, we would be admitted our weakness to him and, as a result, open ourselves up for yet another enslavement that could additionally cost us half of our planet's population."
"I think I've found two races that can help: the Furons and Irkens; I discussed at length with them." Corma chimed, drawing all of the attention. "The Furons weaponry could really pose a threat to most of Freeza's soldiers and they have an infinite amount of soldiers thanks to their reworked cloning technology; the Irkens are also a force to be reckoned with, given their SIR units."
"Aren't they too weak?" Zuchino inquired.
"The Irkens are a bit prone, but they'll be better to have at the front line and as meat shields; the Furons' shields currently can withstand blasts from Saiyans. Not to mention their mental abilities can aid us in destroying the army from within."
"Great scouting, Corma." King Vegeta stated as Zuchino smirked at his sister's resourcefulness. "I will seek an envoy with them as soon as I can. Is there any objections?" Silence. "Great, meeting adjourned."
