Author's Note: Well thank you all for those who reviewed. I've been SOO busy, I wanted to get this up like a week ago but I'm so swamped in work, for my Interior Design Program. Like I said before, it may take me longer to post than in the summer, but I only have a month left of school and then I'm all yours. I might even finish the story. Perhaps start another, I'm seeing trilogy…
Disclaimer: Today I'll do something a little different, I'll have Cooler do the disclaimer for me, won't you Cooler?
Cooler: You want me to what?
Me: The disclaimer, I have to show that I don't own you.
Cooler: Then why is it you're making me do all these idiotic things if you don't own me? Does that mean I'm free?!
Me: No not until I'm done the story. And I don't think Amber will let you free anyways…
Amber: Cooler, just say the disclaimer for Hiiragi so we can get on with the story, please.
Cooler: What if I don't want to. I'm stronger than both of you together; you can't possibly force me to do anything.
Me: Fine then, I'm sure Amber will be perfectly fine with not performing the scene I have planned for you two…
Cooler: 0o What scene?
Me: You won't know if you don't do it.
Cooler: Will it be in this Chapter?
Me: No I'm sorry, but next one I promise.
Cooler: sighs…HiiragiDemon does not own anything associated to Dragonball Z. Happy now?
Me: Very much, on with the story!
Amber: Finally…
Chapter Nine: New Foe?
"Sir, we're about ten hours away from the solar system that is home to planet Earth." Stated one of the pilot officers, who was seated in front of controls that were flashing with life.
"Excellent! Continue course." Answered a man blanketed in darkness, from behind.
About five solar systems away from planet Earth, speeding amongst the billions of stars and planets, was a massive battle ship that was on a direct course towards, none other than said planet. The ship was big enough to hold the population of a small country, but the size of it wouldn't concern someone who knew better, rather the power that it held. In plain view, to any other passing ship that was unlucky to cross its path, was enough weaponry power to blow up a large planet.
The ship itself, along with its defence systems, was just as terrifying. The ship, all in black, was round and laden with ancient markings in the language of its people. An alien race, so powerful that many others stood no chance against them and all ended up dying at their hands. They were so bloodthirsty that they would do anything to get more power, even kill their own. Thus being, powered by greed and hatred for everyone else, they purge planets looking for what they most desired. Something they lost, all because of an event that happened centuries ago. The very cause of their hatred and malevolence towards others.
As the ship continued forward to its destination, seated inside the main control deck, was the Captain and Ruler of this very race. It was dark inside the deck, so everything was in shadow, except for the large view screen, which gave little light from the stars outside.
There he sat, in the Captains chair located on the middle platform of the deck. Watching, with boredom at the screen as he waited for the one planet he was dying to see. He sighed in frustration to himself. Why was this taking so long?
"Someone get me something to drink and make it quick!" He grunted with anger. Just as quickly as he said it, he heard numerous footsteps as one of his men went to fill out the order.
As soon as he got to Earth, he would get what he wanted. This thought brought a smile to his face, his teeth shining from the light.
While waiting for his drink he sat up from his slumped position, his long lizard tail draping over the arm rest of the large seat. It lightly tapped the ground, just as anxious as he.
He had waited his entire life for this voyage and as he got closer and closer to his goal, his blood began to boil with excitement. In just ten hours he would have what he wanted. And he always got what he wanted.
He was none other than Prince and future Ruler of his home planet. His father was becoming old man now, so it was his turn to be King. And he couldn't wait any longer. As soon as he became King, he would get rid of the old man and sit on his rightful throne. Their armies would be his and he had many plans for them. Along with the people of his planet, they would worship his feet and he would set new laws that the planet was in desperate need of.
"Your drink, sir." Said a male servant on his right, bowing with a glass of Tuksi Liquor on a tray; his favourite drink.
Picking up the wine glass, he sniffed the contents, smelling its intoxicating bouquet and watching as he swirled the drink around to bring out the flavour. Royalty certainly had its perks. He sipped the wine and glanced back up at the screen, which was full of stars and far off galaxies. He smiled while taking another gulp. To think it was all for the taking, God made things much too easy. His father and past rulers had purged and taken over many planets, but there was still so many. And leave just one out, was unacceptable. He was going to be the one, to conquer the most. To destroy the most. To kill the most!
It was approximately one week ago that his father said that he was getting to old to carry on being King and he being an only child, it was offered directly to him. There was just one thing that he was missing to become King, the one thing that all Kings needed to rightfully rule, according to his planets traditions. And he was missing it, thus the whole point of this mission.
Finishing his drink he set it on the tray that the servant beside him was holding. He got up from his chair and walked up closer to the screen and flashing control panels.
During this past entire week, he had done much before setting off on this mission. His planets' government had searched most of their part of the galaxy. It was long and gruelling waiting process, but exactly three days ago they finally found something and when he had laid his eyes on what they had found. He couldn't wait another day to claim it, just seeing it sparked a fire in him, that he never wanted to die out. He wanted it more than anything he had ever wanted and he was going to have it.
He turned around from the screen and walked through the large double doors, exiting the bridge.
He walked down endless corridors and went up two floors to his master suite. Maybe if he slept the ten hours would go by faster. He certainly hoped so.
Entering his room, which wasn't as lavishly decorated as the castle back home, but on journeys and mission, it suited him just fine.
He walked over to the large bay window and opened the blinds, wanting to see when his goal was within sight.
Heading to the bed, he took off his royal armour and cape, dropping it to the ground, where it thudded loudly from its heavy weight. Followed by his leather boots, that weighed about two tons each.
He had trained all his life, since he was a small boy. His father insisted that he started early, supposedly it gave character. He found it just made him more, secluded and lonely. But then again he wasn't the friendly type. And those that were nice to him, where only because of the money. But his mother never approved of fighting. Suddenly a flash of her face appeared in his head and he hastily pushed the thought to the back of his mind. Such silly thoughts weren't important now or ever. He only had one thing on his mind.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took off his undershirt revealing his endless layers of muscle. Twenty years of training certainly showed, but it didn't stop him from training heavily everyday. It gave him something to do rather than sit around the castle and bark orders, like his father.
He lied down on the black sheets and looked up at the plain white/beige ceiling. His tail lay off to the side, wiggling with energy. What had ever given him the idea to sleep? He wasn't even tired.
For hours he just laid on his bed, the images of what he had seen passing though his head, he got more and more eager to see it in person. To hold it in his grasp, his nerves shook at the thought.
He soon will have everything he has ever wanted and if anything or anyone gets in his way, they will meet nothing but his fist.
