Hey guys! I'm back! Sorry for the long delay! I had a wedding to take care of but now that's out of the way. Yay! Haha. Let me tell you, weddings are always fun when you're just a guest...when you're the bridge and groom...? So much stress! Anyway! Here's the next chapter!
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Chapter 9
From the infernal beeping of the machine to his right, Vegeta judged that he was in the infirmary Bulma had built a long time ago for extreme cases. His body ached all over and his chest felt like it had been ripped open and stitched back together. As hard as he tried, Vegeta struggled to remember what had sent him to the infirmary; it was like trying to put a puzzle together. And he hated puzzles.
All Vegeta could remember was a woman with a glowing arrow; Kakarot becoming a stupid puppet and Bra being attacked mercilessly by another enemy.
Bart!
He groaned as he remembered that bastard flying about with his fire snake. How had Vegeta despised him while growing up in Planet Vegeta. That idiot, always wearing a smug grin when he walked past Vegeta, thinking he was better than the Prince for being able to call forth fire; a power only given by the gods to special Saiyans, or so the myth went. Vegeta tried to sit up in an attempt to find Bart and drag Kakarot back, but his body thought otherwise. While muttering a string of curses to everything and everyone, Vegeta slipped into a slumber full of memories.
"Vegeta"
He spun around and to find Telluce and her Sentinels walking towards him. "What do you want?" The young Prince asked with an irritated huff. Everyone called him by his titled except for Telluce. That brat, according to his mother, was held on the same level as Vegeta when it came to the Saiyan hierarchy. The other four, however, still had to call him by his title, even though there were times Vegeta could catch a bit of sarcasm in their tone.
"I just wanted to know if you wished to join us for a trip."
"Join you?" Vegeta crossed his arms against his chest wishing Nappa would just hurry up and get here.
"We're going to Celestia 45," Telluce said as she wrapped a fur shawl around herself. That was something Vegeta didn't understand about the culture on the other side of his planet. He had to admit that they were Saiyans through and through, ruthless and powerful when need be. However the Saiyans from the south were more devoted to the gods; had different ways of training; meditated almost every day and their choices of clothing were definitely questionable in Vegeta's standards. Ever since her arrival, Telluce had gone from wearing intricate robes and jewels that adorned her tail to the usual Saiyan Armor- the only addition was a plum cape to separate her in her hierarchy status. There were times like today however that Telluce and the other sentinels had forgone the Saiyan Armor for something from their side of the planet. "Well, are you just going to stand there with your arms crossed looking like a fool or are you going to give me an answer?"
Vegeta scoffed. "That cold place? Why? Please tell me you're going to live there now. Far away from here."
"Ha-ha," She said with a roll of her eyes, "We don't have anything else to do today; we're done training so we figured we're allowed some fun. We could build a fort; play in the snow…however we're leaning more on the destruction of the villages. Nothing big."
"No thank you, I've got better things to do than play in a little planet."
She shrugged her shoulders, walking past Vegeta and heading towards Hangar 22; the place where the royal family and high ranking Saiyan officials kept their ships. "Suit yourself. I hear that the Ginyu Force will be leading today's training…possibly looking for a new recruit. Well, have fun Vegeta!"
A small headache began to bother Vegeta. The Ginyu Force was not something he wanted to deal with right now. Or ever. His father, on the other hand, would think that the Ginyu Force's way of recruiting for new warriors would be an excellent way for Vegeta to further his training.
Vegeta on the other hand thought Ginyu Force were a bunch of stupid aliens. And he had absolutely no patience for that today. Or any day for that matter.
"Fine, I'll go, but I get first pickings of the village we get to destroy."
Telluce beamed at him, "deal."
Telluce, injured and angry, flew back to the headquarters not caring any more if someone from this planet were to look up and see them. Never had she been defeated in such humiliating way. And on top of that…she had held Vegeta's crystal. His life had been in her hands, and she had given it back to him. She could still go back, Telluce mused. After a soul had been violently ripped apart from the body, it could take weeks to fully heal the seam between being and the ethereal. Vegeta wouldn't be in any sort of fighting shape, she could easily go back and kill him with one blast…
"Telluce, wait!" Broc flew ahead and stopped the Guardian midflight. "What happened back there?" Sage and Cressia caught up to them but remained at a distance. "Nemesis and Vegeta-"
"Nemesis…I wasn't prepared for," Telluce admitted begrudgingly. "I went into the fight wanting to get it done and over with and save Bart. I underestimated her powers and her talent and that's the reason why I lost. I will not be defeated again. Next time I face her, I will tear her to pieces."
"Great plan," Broc said as he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms against his chest, reminding Telluce of young Prince Vegeta. "It seems you've already given it some thought."
"Don't mock me," Telluce growled. Feeling that her temper was close to getting the best of her, Telluce closed her eyes and inhaled as deep as her lungs could take it and exhaled, counting mentally from ten to one. "I have to know more about her. Her powers are dark based and her technique is unique to say the least…"
"Perhaps next time you should transform…?" Sage suggested.
"Yes, I will." Telluce gripped the compact currently sitting in one of her pockets.
"Now about Prince-excuse me, King- Vegeta,"
"He deserved to die," Telluce snapped. "He's the sole reason why we don't have a home. Why we were mocked as children while we lived in the Moon Kingdom. Have any of you been treated with any sort of respect outside from our caretakers?" Telluce waited. No one could disagree with her. "Back home no one would've dared to talk to us that way or treated us with so much scorn."
"True…"Sage agreed. "However we all had a home and isn't that important in the end? We were welcomed by the other Guardians and were protected by the Queen and King. You can't deny the fact that Haruka and Michiru took you in and loved you as their daughter."
Telluce nodded her head in agreement. "However you saw the look the Queen, Haruka-Papa and Michiru-Mama had when Chronos mentioned our past." Telluce was beginning to have second thoughts on going back to headquarters. With Ami's new version of the scouter, the other Guardians had seen her attempt at murdering Vegeta. It certainly wasn't going to help her case. "Vegeta killed our people," Telluce whispered to herself, as if the Queen had been questioning her actions.
"In that case, don't we then we deserve the same judgement as well Telly? We killed many people…Some were for pure obligation. Others were just for fun. Have you forgotten Celestia 45?"
Telluce shook her head. The images of the six of them sitting on a cliff watching a village burn while having a small snack came to Telluce. She shook her head, driving the memory away. "We will be judged when we die. Only then we will pay for our crimes," Cressia chimed in. "That is inevitable for every single being in this universe. Keeping that in mind, I don't think you should play King Vegeta's judge and executioner."
The others nodded in agreement. Telluce didn't want to point out that they felt obligated to protect Vegeta due to the fact that they had made a vow over a century ago to look after the royal family.
"Let Vegeta be, Telluce," Broc suggested. "Perhaps then you'll find peace with what happened to our planet and move forward."
Telluce groaned.
"Come, let us go back. Perhaps tonight the four of us can meditate and find an answer on defeated Nemesis."
"Oh, we haven't done that in almost fourty years!" Cressia exclaimed.
"The gods weren't answering us," Telluce noted.
"But perhaps now that we're back to our universe they will…"
"Perhaps…" Telluce looked up at moonless sky hoping that the silvered haired goddess that used to speak to her give Telluce a sign that she was still there, looking after her; guiding her to the righteous path. Instead, she was nothing but blackness and stars.
It was late night but none of the Sailor Guardians could sleep.
While Haruka and Michiru roamed around the house with Hotaru and Setsuna to speak of Chronos' revelations, Makoto had decided to start making the place more habitable for everyone. Even though she had no cleaning supplies on hand, she had found a couple of discarded pieces of clothing left behind by the previous owners. With a bit of water and some elbow grease she had made the main living room with the computers less dusty and sad looking.
The attic had proven to be a gold mine for Makoto; there she had found a few blankets and pillows. Giddy with happiness with such find, Makoto realized her how easy she's had it in her castle back in Europa, Jupiter's capital. She was proud of her planet. Despite of its large size, the population was small compared to Earth's or the Moons. However, every person, as far as she was aware had a job, a warm place to spend the night and food in their stomachs. Once she got back home, Makoto was going to be sure of that by going undercover and roam around her planet.
As she descended the main staircase, the front door burst open and in came Telluce and her four Sentinels. They were arguing, she could tell but unfortunately couldn't understand about what. They rarely slipped into their Saiyan language when they were in anyone else's presences so it took Makoto aback that she didn't understand what was going on.
"Hey guys!" She greeted as cheerful as she could be. She, along with the others, had watched the fight between Telluce, Broc, Sage and Cressia against the enemy.
Just like everyone else, she had been taken aback by Telluce's background. Makoto couldn't say she knew the group much. Telluce had been taken in by Michiru and Haruka and raised as their daughter. Cressia had gone to Mars with Rei to live with the Shrine Maidens and lived her life in seclusion as far as Rei had told her. Broc had wanted to stay behind in Earth to live in Elysion with Helios after he had seen its beauty. Makoto knew that the boy would often travel to one of Uranus's moons, Umbriel, to train but for what exactly she didn't know. Ami had taken a liking to Bart. He had shown great aptitude to knowledge so Ami was the first to show him the ropes of Mercurian technology. Sage, on the other hand, had spent most of her life in Neptune living under the care and tutelage of one of Neptune's important families. The Ilianeas, the family that had taken her in, would often mention of Sage's desire to learn more about Neptune's fighting styles and weapons.
"Is everything okay?" She asked. Eight pairs of eyes turned on her simultaneously. After everything Fenice had told them, Makoto had the passing feeling that they were going to attack her on the spot. Betrayed by her thoughts, Makoto took a step back but had forgotten that she was still standing on the staircase. She yelped in surprise as she tumbled backwards, hitting her rump hard on the step.
"Are you ok, Lady Makoto?" Sage asked as she gave Makoto a hand to help her up. Broc on the other hand took the pillows and blankets from her, offering to help her by taking the items to the main room for her. Telluce on the other hand kept back with Cressia, an eyebrow raised; Makoto could only hope that they hadn't noticed her fleeting fright.
"Yes, I guess I forgot that I was on a staircase," she said as she rubbed the tendered spot, a small embarrassed giggle escaping her lips. She may be a Queen but graceful she was not.
They followed Broc into the living room where Ami and Minako were analyzing the fight against Nemesis. Telluce immediately went to the screen and watched along with them. "Her powers are based on darkness," she muttered as she rewound an attack and played it again in slow motion. "She gathers negative energy around her and uses it to her advantage."
"It makes sense from what Chronos told us about her," Minako said with a head nod. "Chaos is using Morya as a vessel as a means to an end. As a Sailor Guardian-"
"Morya?" Telluce interrupted, confused. "When did you find out more about Nemesis? How did you do that in such short amount of time?"
"Sailor Chronos paid us a visit," Rei appeared at the entrance of the main room. Makoto noticed that her eyes were hard and empty of any sympathy towards Telluce. "She told us several things about Nemesis, or Morya as she is called, and about you and your dark past. Now tell us, are you a friend or do you just pretend to be one, infiltrate into our circle, and wait for the best time to attack?"
"Rei!" Makoto exclaimed. It wasn't fair to treat them like that, when they had helped countless of times against an enemy. However, Rei had a point. Maybe they had helped just to get rid of the threat and claim the Crystal Tokyo along with the Silver Millennium own without any rivals. A simple answer was all they needed to know if Telluce was a friend or foe.
"Ah," Telluce nodded. "That explains why Queen Makoto looked scared of us earlier." Makoto tried to defend herself but Telluce shook her head. "The fear was plain in your eyes, Lady."
"What you're saying is not fair!" Ami's face was full of concern. "We don't know the whole story. You're just blatantly accusing someone and that is careless. " Her last few words were drowned by Telluce's sudden fit of laughter.
"Telly?" Sage approached the laughing girl.
Coming from behind Rei, Makoto spotted Usagi, with her silvery blond hair down, approaching the room with the Outer Guardians. They had been too deep into whatever conversation they were having and had failed to hear the argument brewing in the room. The only reason they realized that they had just walked into something bad was because Telluce wouldn't cease her agitated laughter. This, she had a feeling, was not going to end well. The idea of Telluce and her Sentinels putting a wedge between the Inner and the Outer Guardians crossed Makoto's mind and hated the thought of it.
"Is everything okay here, Rei?" Usagi asked cautiously. Her blue eyes darted between Telluce, the glowering Rei, the flustered Ami and the angry Minako, who had said nothing but shared Rei's opinion of Telluce.
"No," Telluce answered instead. Tears were clearly rolling down her cheek but Makoto wasn't sure if they were from laughing or anger. "I'm done with this farce." As her laughter slowly ceased, Telluce rose from the ground. Her tail, which was usually hidden, appeared from under the tattered coat and kept it relaxed by her legs."I am a Saiyan, trained to channel the gods by Peaz, taught to execute a plan and kill effectively by Queen Cress and most importantly a Sailor Guardian that once had the most vigorous training under the most notorious warriors and assassins. I am not a mere human, frail and feeble to my emotions nor am I a merciful soldier. I am a warrior and a trained killer." She looked at Usagi with eyes full of anger.
The Inner Guardians immediately put their hands on their Transformation wands but Usagi shook her head. "For years we've tried to blend in and be accepted by your kind, to make a home in your universe and forget about our dark past. But all we got were snickers from stupid children when growing up, snide comments by the Court when they thought we couldn't hear, and contempt from some of you who couldn't accept us for never being clear of where we came from. The moment you found out what we did all of you began to protect your Queen from us. You kept acting like we were going to attack you just for knowing about our lives before we came to your world.
"My job was to keep my proud race alive against all odds." Telluce took out the scouter that Ami had given her and crushed it with her bare hands. "I've failed on my mission given to me by the great goddess to keep them alive but I will not fail again. There are Saiyans in this planet and across the universe. If I have to destroy this whole city to kill Nemesis I will, regardless of the innocent lives lost. The faster we can get this done, the faster we can go on our separate ways.
"As for you," Telluce peeled her eyes from Usagi and glared at her companions. "You're welcomed to stay here and continue this 'happy' way of life; I will not blame you nor hold it against you. Or you can come with me. If you choose to stay with them, however, you will need to stay out of my way. I will treat this mission the way it should've been done in the first place."
Against Michiru's cries for her to stop and wait, Telluce darted out the window into the darkness. Broc sighed deeply and extracted the scouter Ami had specially design for him. Instead of crushing it, however, he gave it to her. "Thank you," he said sheepishly before darting after Telluce. The other two, Sage and Cressia did the same.
The house was eerily quiet after their departure; no one really knowing what to say about what had just happened. All Makoto hopped was that all of this ended well…for everyone involved.
"Goddamit it, stop!" Broc called out as he tried to catch up with Telluce. "Just stop it. Where are you going?"
Telluce stopped mid-flight, noticing that the sun was beginning to show its first rays of light in the East. She dared not look back just in case the guilt of running away from her mothers and Hotaru without a single goodbye would increase. She had to move forward; to finish this mission and allow Queen Serenity peace of mind before returning to Small Lady and the King.
"I need to stop hiding…" she whispered as she peeled herself from the tattered butterfly coat that had served as her shield from the world. "Time to be who I'm supposed to be: the Guardian of all Saiyans." She looked West. Before accepting her role once again she needed some answers and the only person who could give her what she wanted was in that direction.
"I think it's time we pay King Vegeta homage, don't you think?"
Bulma grabbed a chair and placed it next to Vegeta's bed. She sat there quietly, watching as he fretted and scoffed in his sleep making her wonder what sort of dream he was having. He would often do that…Dreams of the past he would rarely talk about came to haunt him in his sleep. The years he had been part of Frieza's army, the torment he had lived before agreeing to go along Frieza's evil plans and become one of his henchmen. Bulma wouldn't bring it up to him the next day. What was the point? He would just scoff and a growl before turning his back on her. Best was to keep it to herself.
She reached and held his hand, hoping he would notice that she was there, looking after him.
"Mom?"
Bra entered the room and settled herself next to Bulma. She placed the purple wand that had appeared out of nowhere on the bed and stared at it.
"You still don't know what that is?"
She shook her head. "The scans are giving me nothing. Whoever those people were said that this would be important to me. I honestly don't see why." Bra sighed as she leaned forward, resting her head on the bed. "Wish dad was awake; maybe he would have an answer to this ordeal."
"Me too," Bulma whispered as she squeezed his hand.
Telluce landed on the wet grass without making a sound or bothering to look behind her to know that the other three had followed her to Vegeta's house. She walked around the perimeter until she found the window she had been looking for. Telluce could feel him in there; his aura was weak for now but slowly recuperating. After stealing so many crystals herself she knew what it was like to rip the soul of someone away from the body. The agony the person felt was so excruciating that if she closed her eyes and concentrated, she could still hear those screams of pain.
"You're not going to do anything stupid, right?" Broc asked.
"No." Telluce wasn't lying. She needed to know how Vegeta had survived. Why he hadn't answered her calls to meet by the docks. "I just want to talk to him…That's all and that girl, as well. She'll need proper guidance and training that only someone like her can provide."
"Are you saying you'll be volunteering yourself?" Sage asked with a huge grin across her face.
Telluce rolled her eyes. "I can't really expect Vegeta to train that girl properly. Who knows how she would turn out if he had a hand in her Guardian development…"She mumbled the last bit to herself as she ascended off the ground and towards the window. As she floated Telluce wondered what she was going to say or do. Certainly not kill him, she had promised at least that much, but she had said nothing about beating him a tiny bit. When her sneakers touched the balcony, Telluce hoped that Vegeta was by himself.
She looked down to her friends, who gave her big encouraging smiles and thumbs up. She rolled her eyes. At least they're excited, she thought as she turned her attention to the window. And with a gentle gathering of the wind Telluce forced the window to open for her.
"Mom. Mom, look! Do you see that?" Bra whispered fervently as a silhouette appeared on the window. The curtain was thick to prevent some light to come in but not thick enough to stop Bra and Bulma to see that they had a visitor just outside their window.
"Shh." With one hand Bulma instructed her daughter to not make a sound while with the other she grabbed one of Vegeta's heavy boots, ready to use it as ammunition if need be. Slowly she got closer to the window aware that whoever was on the other side was most likely stronger than she or Vegeta's boot. The instant the window opened and the figure stepped foot onto the windowsill, Bulma wound up her arm before throwing with all her might Vegeta's boot towards the intruder. Bulma watched with the delight as the heel of the boot caught the person straight on the forehead making them tumble backwards
"Great plan mom," Bra clenched her fists, ready to fight. "What are you going to do next? Throw one of dad's gloves at her?" A woman, not much taller than Bulma stood on the windowsill looking down at them with the same scowl Vegeta wore when he found out there were paparazzi outside the compound thanks to one of Trunks antics. "Mom, leave the room and find Trunks."
"All of you, just stop!" the woman snapped. "I was hoping to find Vegeta alone but I guess that's not the case. I did not come here to fight you –"
"Bullshit," a groan from the bed said. Bulma took a chance and stole a quick glance at Vegeta before realizing that the woman had mentioned that she had come here for Vegeta. At perhaps a stupid move, Bulma placed herself in between the newcomer and her husband, hands stretched out besides her in a poor attempt to block the woman's path to Vegeta. "Woman, what the hell are you doing?"
"Shut up, Vegeta! I demand to know who you are!" The fire and anger that had been building up for the last couple of hours were bursting from Bulma. She was tired and worried about her family and Goku. She wanted answers and now she was going to get them.
"Her name is Telluce," Vegeta said as he began to sit up. Even though her back was towards her husband, Bulma could tell by the strained way he spoke that he was still in pain. He, of course, tried not to show it and Bulma knew better than to tell her proud husband to lie back down and rest when there was a threat in the room. "She is a Saiyan Elite Warrior, capable of ordering the elements to do her bidding and destroying planets with a quick snap of her fingers. She's a ruthless killer and leader of a team whose missions were always secret, even to those of Frieza's highest rank."
The woman rolled her eyes. "Thank you for the introduction."
"What are you doing here?" Vegeta asked as he managed to sit on the bed, feet dangling a few inches from the ground. "Come to finish the job your henchman couldn't finish?"
"I'm not here to fight you, Vegeta."
"Well, forgive me if I don't believe you," he responded with a grunt as he stood. He took a step toward Bulma but didn't quite make it past his second step; he tumbled to his knees and tried his hardest to stand back up. He felt so weak. 'Damn it' he cursed inside his head. 'What has happened to me?'
"Your soul was ripped from your body in the most violent way; your body is adjusting to having it back. In a way, it's mending the severed bond between soul and body." Telluce offered nonchalantly. Her face twisted in the most vicious way. "I held it in my hands, you know, your life, and for a fluttering second I almost crushed it."
"You've become weak," Vegeta scoffed. "You were never one to be merciful."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Let's just say that you have others looking after your well-being. Now, I'm getting tired of this. You." She looked Bra who had been hoping Trunks would come into the room and help against the woman just in case a fight broke out and her father couldn't join in. "Come here."
"Leave my daughter out of this!" Bulma snapped from Vegeta's side.
"I will do nothing to harm her so be quiet," Telluce informed them before taking a step towards Bra. "You're a curse to your father's past. You're a Guardian with a mighty spirit residing in you. You were chosen by the gods to protect this planet and those who inhabit her."
Vegeta's head snapped up so fast that Bulma thought he had broken his neck. "No…" he croaked. "That can't be! There hasn't been a need for a stupid Guardian in this planet. Why would there-"
"I don't make the rules, Vegeta!" Telluce bellowed. "Now, please come here with the wand and help your ailing father. He looks like he's about to have an aneurysm down there."
"You're talking crazy, lady," Bra stammered as she took a step back from the woman.
"Best do you're told kid," a newcomer's voice said from the window. All four heads turned towards the voice to find not only one but three more Saiyans. "Best not anger her. Right now she's being nice by asking you nicely. She could force your body to move by manipulating the elements around you."
"Sage," Vegeta recognized the crazed auburn hair on the speaker immediately. That meant that the other two were…"Cressia and Broc."
"King Vegeta," Broc, said with a small vow.
"Save the royal curtsies for later," Telluce snapped. "Bra, don't make me ask you again." Bra looked from Telluce to her father. Vegeta knew better than to let his daughter do what Telluce ordered. By analyzing her posture and relaxed natured, however, something told him that perhaps Telluce was telling the truth. He nodded once. The gods help the Saiyan woman if she did something to harm a hair on Bra's head.
Bra on the other hand stood defiantly in front of Telluce who, with a wiggle of her finger, instructed her to face her father.
"Close your eyes and concentrate on the energy with and around you," Sage said as she came to join Telluce. Bra gave them a sigh and a roll of the eyes that was usually reserved to her parents when they asked her to throw out the trash.
"Focus on the tingling sensation you're getting on your body," Broc said next as he, too, approached the group. Bra didn't want to admit it but almost immediately she could feel a small tingling forming in her hands, especially the one that held the wand.
"That's the planet's energy being donated to you" Cressia offered with a small smile. "Harness that energy and command it to do your bidding."
Bra felt the power swell inside her hands, the wand going from warm to hot in her hand. She wondered, for a split second, if it was just because she was holding it tight. Mentally, she shook her head. Bra could feel the strong energy inside her swelling up and ready to burst at a moment's notice. This, she noticed, wasn't the same as going Super Saiyan. This was another power level all on its own.
"Now aim your wand at your father," Telluce instructed. "And release that energy. Command it to do your will, to heal your father. To mend the bond between soul and body." Bra did what she was told. She scrunched up her face in concentration. She yelled in her mind at the invisible powers inside her to make her father better. To make him whole, better and stronger again.
Vegeta could see a faint glow begin to surround his body. As a precaution, he pushed Bulma away from him; he didn't want her to get hurt at whatever game Telluce was playing. Bulma yelped as her head hit the medicine cabinet but her pain was nothing compared to what Vegeta was going through.
Bulma watched as Vegeta writhed back and forth on the floor shouting in pain and cursing Telluce with any chance he got. This was too much for her. Her eyes swelled up with tears as she yelled at her daughter to stop.
"Don't hesitate," Telluce instructed Bra over Vegeta's shouts and Bulma's pleads. "Shut everything and everyone out and concentrate on the power flowing through your veins."
The infirmary's door flew open. It took a second for Trunks to take in what was happening in the room but even then nothing made sense to him. Unaware that it was his own sister who was making their father yell uncontrollably, Trunks charged towards the group, ready to make heads roll if necessary for holding his sister hostage and hurting his parents.
"Trunks! Wait!" Bra stopped her brother just as he was inches away from Broc's face. "They might be here to help…." She lowered her transformation wand and took a small, tentative step towards their father. "Dad…"
Vegeta grunted in return. Whatever had just happened to him, it ended. The weakness he had felt earlier was over. The burning sensation that he had felt earlier on his chest was also gone. He would never admit it but whatever Telluce had said was right. Vegeta felt whole again. However, something about him was off. He felt strange…out of balance. Even though he disliked the fact that he needed the bed to stabilize himself to stand up, he did it anyway. He needed to test this new strength.
Bulma, who had run towards Bra the moment she had lowered her wand, gasp at the sight of Vegeta.
"What is it woman?" Vegeta asked, not irritated towards Bulma but at the unbalance feeling that persisted to trouble him.
"Dad…is that a tail?"
Heels clucked rapidly against the black marble floor.
She had never lost a battle in such humiliating way. She was Chaos reborn, future Queen of the United Universe and the most powerful Sailor across time and space. As she made her way to her quarters, Morya ignored the bubbling baboons attempting to talk to her, to make her feel better and reassure her of her coming success. This is just a small obstacle in Morya winning the battle against the Light.
"Enough," she fired at one of them. "Send Kotono to me immediately. I'll be in my chamber."
"Yes, Queen Chaos," a woman stammered as she bowed before running towards Lord Kotono's office.
Morya continued walking towards her chamber alone. She didn't want anyone's company in particular right now but she needed to talk to Kotono. She wanted know out what had happened when they had gone to retrieve the heart crystal of the Prince. The only upside to their little failed trip was the new strong warrior she had just added to her collection. Another soulless being ready to sacrifice himself if need be for the greater good.
Once in her room, Morya settled on her sea of pillows that was nestled at the end of her chamber room after lighting some incense to help her meditate. Something about the fight bothered her and she needed to know why. "Please help me," she pleaded mentally. "I need your guidance."
'She's a Guardian that you've seen before,' the voice inside her mind said. 'She has darkness in her heart, use it to your advantage."
"When have I seen her before?"
The voice said nothing in return causing Morya to lash out mentally. After taking a few minutes to calm down, she pondered on the last words Chaos had told her. If there was darkness in that Guardian that meant she could use her heart crystal as a means to unify the universes. "No," she mumbled to herself as she continued to search for answers. She needed the Prince of Vegeta's heart crystal. Even though it was easier for Morya to use a heart that was tainted with darkness, the Prince's showed more promise in helping her break the barriers that separated the universes.
"Did you summon me, lady?" Morya opened her eyes to find Kotono, the General of her army, standing a few feet away from her. He was over a century years old but looked as young as Morya herself who had only seen twenty five winters in her life. He was a stern man with grey eyes and sand-like complexion, his dark hair, which was usually in a neat pony tail, was pulled back into a right bun.
"I did," she said as she gracefully stood up. "Can you explain to me what happened down there?"
"It seems, lady, that we were followed by an unknown entity that then proceeded to protect the Prince and the rest of his family."
"Yes, I'm aware of that." She thought back of her fight against the Guardian. "What else can you tell me?" They walked towards another room that could only be accessed by Morya herself by using her palm print. This room, unlike the other rooms, was colder. But neither she nor Kotono were worried. They used their reserved life source and turned in inward to produce heat and keep warm.
"It seems that the Prince, King Vegeta and Goku, the new recruit to our army, are not the only Saiyans in this world." Kotono explained as they walked into the blue illuminated room. "After using a bit of magic to prod information from him, I persuaded Goku to tell me who the other fighters were. Some were mere humans or aliens, friends of the Royal family. There was at least three more Saiyan/Human hybrid involved in the fight. Two of those half breeds are Goku's off springs. And by the damage my army took, lady, these hybrids are strong, strong as the Prince himself."
Morya inspected the eleven tanks that were lined up against the room's walls. They were preserved by cryogenics, an old but effective way to preserve bodies. She wiped the frost from one of them. Inside was the strongest Queen from Universe Eight, Queen Xinixia, holder of the Agate Crystal. The fight against the Queen had been tough but in the end Morya had succeeded in taking the Xinixia's crystal and life form. The only empty tank was next to Queen Xinixia's and it was reserved for the Prince.
"What of the other three that saved the Prince of Vegeta?" Morya asked as she continued to walk past each tank. She was trying to cheer herself up by marveling in her collection of each of universes' more powerful protectors. She had done this. She had defeat the strongest warriors and survived. Now all she needed to do was get the last heart crystal. Only then was she going to tear apart the gates between the universes. "Were you able to use your magic to persuade this Goku to tell you who they were?"
"He's unaware of that detail, lady." Kotono answered. "It seems that he doesn't know them."
"Interesting…" Morya pondered for a moment as she wiped the frost from the newest addition. She was a young princess, in her mid-teens from what she could tell. Morya had somehow traveled to the wrong time and era when going to this universe for the girl had been just a princess and not yet a Queen. Morya had taken her nonetheless. She figured that her crystal was the same one no matter her age. As she stared into the girl's pale face and pink hair Morya realized when she had seen this Guardian.
"She's here…" she whispered fervently. "That Guardian was the one I fought against when we collected Princess Serenity. She was a bit older then but she's here now. I didn't pay much attention to her then but I'm sure that's her. Her energy signatures are the same. She's one of the White Queen's Guardians. If she's here…then that means…"
"Lady?"
"Hush!" She snapped. "I'm thinking." Her mind started to spiral out of control. She knew that thanks to the Twelve Sisters of Time, there was no traveling from universe to universe freely. She had met each one of them and had won. But all of them had given her the same warning. 'Time can be fractured.' She had no idea what that meant then but now she had a clue. Somehow, that Guardian had been warned and had traveled to this universe to stop Morya before getting the last Crystal. If that Guardian was here there was a chance that…
"The White Queen is here," she whispered, afraid for the first time since she had stood as a maiden ready to receive the essence of Queen Chaos into her body. Morya knew of the White Queen. Had seen and battled her once when she had captured Princess Serenity. But she had been weak then…Morya closed her eyes and accessed Chaos's memories. The tremendous power of the Silver Imperial Crystal had defeated Chaos many times over and many forms. Her latest form had been Galaxia, protector of the Galaxy. Sailor Galaxia had, just like Morya, accepted Chaos within her. But she had failed and the power of the Silver Crystal had defeated Chaos into oblivion.
She shut her eyes tightly. So many timelines, so many defeats, so much death. Chaos was everywhere. The great goddess was in everyone. But even then she had been defeated by one Guardian because she was backed by the pure light of the Cauldron. No, Sailor Nemesis wasn't going to fail like Sailor Galaxia. She was going to succeed for Chaos. And if she had to bring that Guardian over with her then she was going to do it for Chaos and the new unified universe. Morya was going to be the one that defeated the White Queen of Light.
"What should we do, then Queen Chaos?" That's right. She nodded mentally. She was Queen Chaos. Chaos reborn on this universe and body.
She pondered for a moment. So far she had two Saiyans under her control. But now she wanted more if she was going to defeat that blasted woman once and for all. "I want the half-breeds within your control."
"Lady?"
"We need more strength before we can finish our plan." She began to take the eleven Crystals from their protective cases and began to string them together; they were not leaving her eyesight. "Bring me the Saiyan's Crystals. I want them with me at all times.
"Are you alright, my Queen?"
She smiled her at General. Perhaps she was being paranoid. Or perhaps she was slightly scared. But there was no way she was going to be defeated. "Bring me the half-breeds, Kotono," she repeated. "With them by our side we'll win this battle against the light."
Kotono said nothing. Instead he bowed to his Queen and left the room.
Morya closed the door to cryogenic room before proceeding to meditate once again in her chamber. There was darkness within that Guardian's heart. Who she really was Morya wasn't sure. All she knew was that she was within the Queen Serenity's circle. And she was going to use that to her advantage. Morya was going to personally take her crystal and use the Guardian to kill the Queen.
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