Orbit of Northern Alberta, Earth, Universal Year 6558, Earth Year 13,508

"This is Londoric One, calling Meslit Transport Company. We are inbound, requesting permission to land." Liliana said into her mic and the small ship rocketed towards the blue planet of Earth. The radio gave off static for a moment, then a voice came over the radio. "Roger Londoric One. Please hold in high orbit until we have an available landing strip." The voice was female, and richly musical, making it sound as though the person were trying not to sing the words. Liliana responded as Reign adjusted their course to take them into orbit about the polar cap. After about five minutes, the same female voice spoke again. "Attention, Londoric One. You are cleared to land on Strip Thirty-Two. Please link to our computers so we can show you the way in."

Liliana nodded and confirmed, even as her fingers flashed over her console. As Reign pulled the ship out of orbit, moving it into a wide circle to get a straight approach at the planet, the main window lit up with a bright green line, showing his flight path. He tapped a few keys, and the main board beeped, and the ship straightened out as it followed the line. "Lil, I'm gonna go get changed, okay? You should too." She nodded, and unstrapped herself as he slipped out of the cockpit, and moved back to his room. Inside, he pulled off his jacket, and tossed it on the bed, then stripped off his shirt. He opened his closet, and pulled out the tight black shirt which he always wore under his armor, and pulled it on, then changed his pants. He pulled on his boots again, then his black gloves. He reached inside, and picked up the black armor sitting on the floor, and pulled it on. It was modeled after an older style of Saiyan armor, tight, form-fitting, with a single shoulder guard on his left arm. He put on his scouter, and walked out of the room, back to the cockpit. He sat down in his seat, and checked distances.

He took the controls back from the computer, and slowed speed. He tapped the mic, and spoke. "Control, this is Londoric One. We're making our final approach."

"Roger Londoric One. Your approach is clear, and you are on course."

Reign adjusted speed, and swept in low to the ground, cutting his speed back even more. With practiced skill, he spun the ship, and switched engines, running on the smaller maneuvering engines, and backed the ship into the landing bay with a large white 32 painted over the hangar doors. He lowered the landing gear, and the hip settled to the ground as he cut power, then stood, and made his way back to the exit. When he arrived, he saw Liliana waiting. She was dressed in the same type of armor as he was, but her pants were silver, and looser. Her shirt was as tight as his on the sleeves, and was also a silver color. A long black skirt flowed from under her armor, reaching to her ankles. It covered her whole legs, aside from a wide strip on the left, where it was cut so as not to impede her movement. She also wore a scouter, and her hair was tied back.

Without saying a word, she opened the door, and they walked out, into the hangar. As they walked off the ramp, a small baggage carrier pulled up, and a human male, dressed in a black suit and too-big sunglasses, stepped off, and smiled. "Hi. I'm Argyl, your driver both here and in city. I work for President Araka." He said enthusiastically, adjusting his too-big sunglasses.

Reign nodded. "My name is Reign Londoric. This is Liliana MarCoth." He said, gesturing to Liliana. "I assume President Araka is not here in Northern Alberta?"

Argyl shook his head. "No, that's just it. He is. See, the guerrillas managed to oust him yesterday, and he needs immediate action to put himself back in power."

Reign nodded. "Do you have the offensive data on you?"

Argyl shook his head again. "No sir. Only the President has that data."

Reign scowled. "Then let's go." He stepped onto the baggage carrier, at the back, and Liliana sat down in the front as Argyl rushed to climb on. "Okay. We have to go through Customs, and then the main terminal. From there, I have my limo parked outside, so we can ride in style." He said. Once Argyl was aboard, he drove off across the tarmac, toward the main terminal.

'Reign, why are we taking the slow route?' Liliana asked him silently.

'Because something about this isn't right Lil. He gets booted out of office yesterday, but his mercenaries, who are supposed to help him defend it, aren't informed?' Reign said in his mind. 'It doesn't make any sense.'

'Maybe I should do some constructive snooping…' she conceded silently.

Before Reign could respond, they were at the doors, and Argyl was parking the carrier. "Okay, in we go." He said, leading the way. Reign and Liliana followed him, and Reign's eyes swept the whole room. He saw Liliana's eyes doing the same, and he knew her mind was instinctively following suite. Suddenly, her eyes locked onto somebody who had just come down a flight of stairs. Reign leaned over to her as they walked forward. "What is it?"

"That woman. With the red-hair, who just came down the stairs. She's to be married to a man named Farin Londoric." Liliana whispered to him.

Reign straightened. "Funny thing to look for Lil." He said.

'Reign, it's the only thing on her mind. It rings out across the room like a bell. Do you understand what it means though? She's marrying your brother."

'Lil, my brother has been dead for twelve years. How can she be marrying him?' Reign asked.

Lil shook her head, and stepped through Customs, flashing her ID card to get her side-arm through. Reign followed suit, and glanced at the red-head. She looked at him, a smile on her face, and froze. The smile, along with the color in her face, drained away, and her eyes widened. Reign maintained his calm expression as the red-head approached. Liliana shook her head, and leaned over to him. "I'll take Argyl, and wait outside for you, okay?" Without waiting for his response, she picked up her pace, and started talking to Argyl, leading him away.

"Excuse me…. Sir?"

Reign turned to the voice, and saw the red-head standing there. Her voice was the same one from the control tower. He forced a small smile. "Yes miss, can I help you?" he asked politely.

"Please come with me." She spun on her heel, and walked off towards the entrance of the building. Reign followed her, his eyes still scanning for trouble. As they approached the doors, Reign saw a man, dressed in a casual business suit, leaning in a door frame. He was the same height, the same smoothly muscled build, as Reign, and his hair and eyes matched Reign's perfectly. The only difference was the length of hair. Reign's pace slowed slightly as the man in the door frame, his face more mature than Reign's, straightened, his eyes wide. His lips moved slowly, but no words issued forth. Reign's hand moved to a small scar on his brow, to the left side of his brow, and he saw the other man's eyes fix there. "Impossible…." Reign whispered, his pace slowing even more, until he had stopped moving.

The other man leaned down slightly, and spoke with the red-head, then straightened, and handed her his jacket as he approached. His hard eyes took in Reign, absorbing every detail. He stopped in front of him, and spoke. "Who are you?"

"My name is Reign Londoric. Who, if I may ask, are you?"

The man blinked. "I'm Farin Londoric." Farin shook his head. "I must be dreaming. It has to be a dream."

"If you are dreaming, then we're having the same one." Reign said.

Farin's eyes took him in once more. "You look as I imagined you would at this age. Well, except for the hair."

Reign smirked. "You, however, look a little… wimpier, than I would have imagined. I always thought my brother would have been a bit more built."

Farin grinned the devil's grin. "You want to see wimpy? What'd you say to a little sparring match?"

The same grin lit Reign's face. "Why not. Only person ever to beat me was my brother, so it'll be a good test."

As one, they turned, and walked out the main door, into the daylight. Liliana came running over, and the redhead followed them outside. Reign pulled off his armor, and tossed it aside, then performed some fast stretches, and took a loose fighting stance as Farin did the same.

Eyes locked on each other, they both moved at the same time.

Reign's foot lashed out as he led off with a backspin kick. Farin blocked it with his own, and Reign spun, driving a fist towards Farin's middle. Farin swept it aside as he spun, and his elbow buzzed over Reign's head as he rolled with the block. He spun into another kick, and Farin caught his foot. Reign dropped, and rolled away from Farin as he released his foot. Once he was on his feet, he spun, releasing a small ball of chi towards Farin. Farin leapt into the sky, and Liliana's face set in a look of extreme concentration. The ball of chi slammed against an invisible wall as the force of her mind solidified, lifting her off the ground a few feet.

Reign flipped backwards, then bounded skyward as well. His brows twitched, and his aura exploded into sight. He tore skyward after Farin, the devil's grin still upon his face. His right fist began to glow.

From nowhere, Farin appeared in an explosion of displaced air, and his fist caught Reign in the stomach. He spun, and his knee slammed against Reign's head, sending him careening to the ground. When he struck, it threw up dirt and sod as his brother floated downwards, engulfed in his own golden aura. His calm, emerald eyes fixed on Reign, who was climbing out of the crater. "So, how's that for wimpy." He said calmly as his feet touched the ground.

Reign gritted his teeth, and his aura began to swell. Farin's smile faded, and he reverted to normal. "Enough brother. I have to go. But it's good to see you again. How long are you going to be in town?" he asked.

Reign pushed his anger down, and shrugged. "I'm not sure. Depends on how long this job takes. I'm actually working for Meslit Transport. We're setting up a station down in South America, and they wanted Lil and I to help set it up."

Farin frowned. "Lil?"

Liliana stepped forward. "That's me. My name is actually Liliana, but your brother seems set on reducing it to 'Lil'."

Farin smiled. "Saves time." He held his arm out, and the red-head rushed over to him. "Reign, Liliana, this is Silias. My fiancé." He said with a smile.

Reign grinned. "Nice to meet you Silias. Have you picked a date yet?"

They both shook their heads. "No, not yet."

Reign nodded. "When you do, let me know. You can usually get a hold of me at Relcon Station. It's where I live."

"Okay. Well, little brother, you ever need to find me, I'm usually at Saint Alphonsus Junior High School." He grinned when Reign frowned. "I'm a teacher there. But, like I said, I have to go. I've got PTI's today."

Reign grinned as well, and clasped his brother's forearm. "I'll see you later Farin."

-

Reign and Liliana stepped out of the limousine, and Argyl rolled his window down. "I'm gonna pull into the parking garage okay. Call me when you're ready to go." He said, handing a card to Liliana. She accepted it, and they both headed into the building. Once inside, Reign approached the security desk. "Hello. I'm Reign Londoric. Somebody is expecting me?" he said shortly.

The guard typed the name into his computer, and grunted. "Thirty-fifth floor. Room Thirty-Five-Oh-Six." He said, pointing towards the row of elevators. Reign and Liliana strode off, and entered the elevator. Liliana pressed the button numbered thirty-five, and the elevator began it's ascent.

"You were saying something about not liking the way things have turned out Reign?" Liliana asked softly.

Reign grunted. "Yes. It's too convenient so far. Too many coincidences. I hate coincidences."

The elevator doors slid open, to reveal a long hallway. Men in black suits, wearing large sunglasses, patrolled the halls. Most had semi-automatic rifles slung from their shoulders, and two had automatic rifles. Those were standing guard at a door with the numbers 3506 marked on it. Reign and Liliana strode ahead, towards the guarded door, and were stopped by the men with the rifle. "State your business." One asked brusquely.

Reign's brow drew into a scowl. "I'm here to see President Araka. Move aside or be moved."

The guard sneered. "And why should I believe some punk in a Halloween costume?"

Reign's hand moved like lightning, and clamped about the man's throat like a ten ton vise. "You will believe me, because this 'punk' is capable of tearing you to shreds." He growled ominously, and lightning ignited about his upper arm. Before he could continue, the door to the room opened, and another man, dressed in a plain brown suit, spoke. "Enough. Release him, please, Mr. Londoric. We have more important matters to discuss." So saying, the man walked back into the room. Casually, Reign threw the man a good fifty feet down the corridor, and followed Liliana into the room.

"Must you always act the child?" she asked him silently, her tone reproachful.

Reign simply grinned.

The inside of the room was opulent, and the man in brown smiled. "Welcome to my temporary abode. I am ex-president Araka."

Reign inclined his head politely. "So tell me, Mr. Ex-president, what do you need us for?"

Liliana answered. "He needs us to get a weapon out of his country before the revolutionaries can find it."

Araka blinked. "Ah, yes, you're an Amsteadian. I forgot." He cleared his throat. "She's right. I need you to retrieve a Class Seven Nuclear warhead from my former Hall of Congress. It was scheduled to be dismantled, but we were overrun before it could be."

Reign scowled. "And what do we do with it?" he asked.

"Get rid of it. I don't know how, but I trust you will be able to come up with a way."

Reign's scowl suddenly inverted into a grin. He held up one hand, and clenched it into a claw. Light was sucked towards his hand, then released as a ball of energy appeared. "This is how. I fire this at it, the whole thing is vaporized without an explosion."

Araka shook his head. "No. It must be detonated, or exploded, otherwise the UN will believe they still have it, and refuse to give me aid to get my country back." He said.

Reign's grin became broader as the ball of light vanished. "Perfect. Then I shouldn't feel restrained in my use of..." he trailed off as he searched for the right words.

"Pyrotechnics?" Liliana supplied wearily.

"Yes, pyrotechnics." Reign finished, the little boy grin still firmly in place.

"Oh dear." She sighed, placing her head in both hands.

-

Once Reign was out of view, Farin slumped to his knees, and his eyes filled with tears. "He's alive…" he whispered, trying to blink away the tears. "I don't believe it…" Then, as he sat on his knees, he began to laugh, slowly at first, but it soon picked up, and he was laughing out loud. Several people walking past gave him the sort of look you would give a man in an asylum. As Farin's laughter began to die out, slowing to chuckles, then just gasps as he tried to regain his breath, he wiped the tears from his eyes with one hand, and struggled to his feet. He leaned against the wall of the Meslit Transport Co. for support while he regained his breath, then turned to Silias, and grabbed her about the waist. He began to spin in circles, hugging her to him. When he stopped, it was she who put a hand to the building to support herself. "Oh Silias, how did you know he was actually my brother?" he asked her.

"You two could almost use each other as shaving mirrors. That and the way he carried himself. I've never seen anybody but you walk like that." She said.

Farin frowned slightly, but it was gone almost before it touched his face.. "What do you mean?"

"Farin, you walk as if the earth is yours alone, and people notice it. I've never seen another person walk that way." She said, handing him his jacket.

Farin nodded. "Okay, I'll buy that." He agreed. Then his frown returned in full force. "How did he get out of the house? The whole place was ringed with police and firefighters. I would have seen him fly away." He mused.

"I'll call Relcon Station today and see if they can send me his personnel file. I'll make up some excuse. Then I'll know when he started there."

Farin nodded. "Please do. Fax it to me at the school when you get it. Then I won't need to wait." He glanced at his watch. "I've got to hurry, or I'll be late." He said, taking his jacket from Silias, and sweeping her into a kiss at the same time. "I'll see you at home." He said softly, then threw his jacket on, and bounded into the air, leaving a white trail of dissipating chi in the sky behind him.