Well, I should've expected this. Despite only getting a very small minority of people to answer my question, I'm gonna be a jackass and say it's all of you. That's how all them political polls are run and I shall take advantage of it.

So apparently we have quite a few lazy people here. Feels good to not move a finger unless you absolutely, possitively have to. I know, it's addicting.

And now I must tell you might sins: Anger, Greed, and Sloth. And I'm working on another one so I'll be having a majority of them very soon lol.

Hercule stormed down the corridor to the main room. A determined expression was on his face as he carried the file that his daughter had shown him the night before. Once Videl had left for her bedroom, the war hero had lorded over the documents contained within the folder, trying to see if there was anything that could've proved the damning evidence to be false, finding none. Positive that he held the truth, the real truth, in his hands, he headed straight for the capital building in Central City. He wanted answers for the deception that Gero had placed upon his people.

Not pausing at the double wooden doors, Hercule swung them wide open, finding Gero sitting at his usual seat with the mysterious Nineteenth chair standing next to him. The way the tubby man stared at him sent cold shivers down the war hero's spine. But right now, that was the least of his worries. He had a mission at the moment.

"Ah, Hercule, what can I do for you today?" asked Gero, looking at the man curiously.

"I came to find out the meaning behind these documents," Hercule said, slamming said documents onto the table. Gero took one look at the file before looking back at the war hero.

"I don't see what the problem is," the old man said.

"Why don't you open it and take a look at it? I'm pretty sure you'll see the problem."

Gero let out a big sigh. "Hercule, I don't have the time for these shenanigans. I have a day's worth of work I need to take care of and that leaves me no time to look into you're perceived problems."

"You call being a murderer a perceived problem?" Hercule demanded, irritated with the elder man.

Gero's eyes widen from shock. "What are you talking about? I am no murderer."

"Then what do you call the Namekian Genocide then, huh?" Hercule countered, knowing he had Gero cornered.

If the Twentieth chair wasn't surprised, he was now. How did an idiot like Hercule get information like that?

Trying to cover, the old man said "I have no idea what you're talking about. You know very well there was an infection running rampant amongst them. They had to be quarantined for—"

"Bullshit!" Hercule shouted. "That file in front of you specifically says there was a genocide approved by our officials on Namek. And there's no way they would've done something like that without approval from the government on Earth."

Needless to say, Gero was startled. He hadn't expected the oaf to be this well versed in governmental affairs.

Looking over at Nineteen, he saw his pale associate was looking at him. Getting an idea, Gero said "Nineteenth chair, would you please leave me with Mr. Satan? I believe I need to have a private discussion with him. Please send the twenty first servant when you find him."

"Yes, Twentieth chair, I will see that is done," the man said before leaving the room, closing the doors behind him. Hercule continued to glare at Gero, his icy blue eyes boring holes in the elderly gentleman.

"Now then, tell me Hercule, what is it that you wish to know?" Gero asked as he folded his hands together on the table.

"I want to know what's going on. Why have you lied to your people about what's really been going on?" Hercule said, still glaring.

Gero looked down at the table before him, letting out a deep breath of air. "You want to know what's been going on with these wars?"

Hercule nodded his head. "Tell me everything."

"Very well. As you know, Earth isn't in the best shape to support and sustain the human race forever. The initial reason for expanding into space was to help relieve the planet of the extra stress placed on the planet and its resources because of human activity."

"So you just attacked other people so you could do that?"

"When you put it that bluntly, yes. But there is more to it than that. We couldn't just ask anyone if they could allow us to place settlements on their planet, nor did we need just a small plot of land. We needed a whole planet. The obvious choice was the Martian planet. However, we all knew that they wouldn't allow us the amount of land to even help relieve our problems. So we invaded them, gave the people a reason to support it, and we haven't looked back since."

Hercule looked on in shock. "Then what about the Plutonians? The Nameks?"

"Pretty much the same reason for Pluto. Though not as ideal as Mars, the Plutonians had perfected the technology needed to survive on planets too far away from the sun. We took the technology since they refused to allow us a chance to study it. Pretty much every planet after that was similar to Pluto or was close enough to a sun for us to inhabit. We didn't run into many sentient races until we came to Namek. By that time, we had a reputation of being war mongers. The Nameks were the only people that would even talk to us."

"And you killed them off despite their sincerity?" Hercule demanded, anger growing within him.

Gero shook his head. "No, that came later when it was determined we couldn't persuade the Namekian populous to relocate. Also, it was not a planet that was suitable for our needs, but it was a prime location for a military instillation. The Nameks became expendable when we came to our decision."

Hercule's fists were shaking. "Then what about the saiyans?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"They were one of the forces out there that could destroy all that we had created," Gero answered. "We were willing to avoid them and even sent delegates to assure them we meant them no harm. It was then that we discovered that the planet Vegeta was very suitable to our needs. Unfortunately, we didn't have a very good reason to attack...so we provoked one."

"What attack? What did you do?"

Gero had to hide his pleasure at the awe stricken war hero. The look on his face was almost priceless to the head of state. "There was an asteroid that the saiyans used for mineral mining purposes. We attacked it and let a few saiyans escape. You should know what happened after that."

Hercule's face took on a grim expression. "The Mercury Massacre."

The Mercury Massacre, as it was called, was an attack on a civilian ship carrying an expensive cargo that was still unknown to all but the owner. Because of the owner's influence in the government, he had an armed escort courtesy of the Earth military. That, however, was like placing a big target on the ship. A saiyan space force attacked the civilian ship and escort, killing everyone that held a weapon, which was practically everyone. The only survivors of that attack were a small handful of children and a couple mothers who had not wielded weapons. That soon led to a mass volunteering for the armed services, Hercule being one of the many who did. His father had been on that civilian ship and was killed for trying to fight back against the saiyan attackers.

Gero watched as Hercule stared into space. He could practically see the wheels turning inside the man's head as he thought back to that event. Suddenly, he saw something moving in the shadows behind the war hero. Smiling, the old man turned his attention back to the man before him. "So you see now? Had we done all of this with the public knowing, we never would have stood a chance at enacting any of it."

Hercule's fury returned quickly. "You monster! How could you? How could you sacrifice your own people for these acts of violence?"

Gero closed his eyes. "I see you still do not understand. However, I cannot waste anymore time on this matter." Looking at the file on the table again, a question came to his mind. "How did you come across this file anyways?"

Not expecting that question to come up, Hercule answered the inquiry hesitantly. "My daughter came across it on Vegeta."

"And you're daughter is still on Vegeta?"

"No, she arrived back home yesterday."

With a new twinkle in his eye, Gero said "I thank you for that piece of information. Now if you would, please leave. I don't wish to see you at the present moment…nor ever again."

Hercule was taken back by this. "What did you say?"

However, before he could move or Gero could answer, something wrapped around the war hero's throat and tightened, lifting the large man off the ground. Grasping the thing choking him, Hercule struggled with all his might, fighting for air as his legs thrashed wildly beneath him. Slowly, unconsciousness overtook him as his lungs begged for fresh air that would never come. When his body went limp, the thing around the dead body's neck loosened and dropped the corpse to the ground. Coming out of the shadows, Cell appeared, staring at Gero with emotionless eyes.

Gero looked back at him with the same emotionless eyes before the doors opened to reveal Nineteen. "Nineteenth chair, I want you to send the 11th ground platoon to Satan Manor. Kill everyone within the house, specifically the young Ms. Satan."

"Yes Twentieth chair," Nineteen said as he turned around and walked down the corridor.

"Why didn't you send me?" a reptilian voice asked the elderly gentleman. Turning to look at the lizard like creature, he replied "I rather not waste your time with such simple matters."

Cell grinned. "Only the top missions huh?"

"That's right. Now go back to your chamber. I'll send for you if I require your services again."

"Target in sight."

"All men are in position."

"Roger that. Move in on my signal."

Men in camouflage clothing and body armor stealthily surround the large, white manor. Nestled in the middle of the countryside, a few miles outside the newly named Satan City, Satan Manor stood in all of its glory. White stones were used as the house's outer wall, large wooden doors marking the entrance of the building. Windows had been placed at regular intervals all over the manor. Surrounding the place, a large garden covered a large radius around the building; flowers, bushes and trees being the majority. A white gravel driveway that led to a cul-de-sac in front of the house was the only things not covered with vegetation.

And at the present moment, the 11th ground platoon was using the vegetation to its advantage. Hiding behind trees and crawling through bushes, the soldiers crept towards the manor, just waiting to break in and complete their mission.

"Alpha, Beta, Delta, get ready to move. Gamma, Omega, Zeta, hold position until the first wave has entered the target's base."

As soon as the command had been issued, half of the men began approaching the white building, staying cautious the whole time. It didn't take long for the men to reach the building and begin infiltrating the house. Slipping through windows or simply entering through the front or back doors, the first wave disappeared into the mansion, the second wave beginning the next phase of infiltration.

Using her forearm to wipe away the sweat that accumulated on her forehead, Videl let out a deep sigh. It had been awhile since the Satan girl had done her early morning exercises, but she was still in peak condition. Staring at her old punching bag as it rotated in the air, evidence of its recent use, Videl smiled. She had fond memories of using the old bag and had sorely missed it after she left for Vegeta.

Doing a few light stretches, Videl began to wonder where her father was. She knew that he was off doing some kind of business but she hadn't seen him since the night in his office. Deciding to try and get her worries off her mind, the girl sat on the floor in the Indian style. Crossing her arms in front on her chest, Videl began a meditation to calm herself. However, that wasn't the only thing she was doing.

After running into so many space pirates on the way to Earth, Videl had finally got around to having Tien teach her some of his craft. They had spent the rest of the trip helping the Satan girl tap into her ki and learn basic ki manipulation. She had been especially thrilled when the three eyed man taught her how to use those light beams, or ki blasts as he called them. Now she knew how Gohan and the rest of his breed performed those tricks.

Pacing her breathing, Videl decided to practice one of her other newly found skills in ki sensing. Spreading her awareness about her, Videl took in all the different signals within the house.

So far she could sense some of the house servants out and about the manor, performing their duties no doubt. Then there was Erasa still in her room sleeping. Next were some unfamiliar ki signals running about the—"

Wait. Unfamiliar ki signals?

However, before Videl could confirm what she sensed, the sound of foot steps out in the hallway caught her attention. Looking at the door curiously, she soon found it being slid open, a strange man in camouflage standing in the doorway holding a blitz rifle.

The two people just stared at each other until the soldier quickly raised his rifle and fired at the Satan girl. Reacting fast, Videl maneuvered her legs till she was on the balls of her feet, slamming her right hand onto the floor and pushing off it, twisting her body to face the intruder as she moved, avoiding the beam as it struck her last location. Quickly, Videl raised her other arm and fired a ki blast at the man who jerked himself out of the doorway as the blast shot through it.

Immediately, Videl dashed towards the door, using her increased speed to get there within seconds. Pulling back her arm, her hand balled into a fist, the girl swung her fist, connecting with the soldier's face as he reentered the doorway. Bone broke with a sickening crack as Videl's fist struck, sending the man flying to the wall opposite the door; the body crashing into it and slumping to the floor.

Landing in the hallway, Videl ducked without hesitation, a blitz beam firing overhead. Spinning herself, Videl swung her leg and knocked the legs out from beneath her second attacker. As the soldier fell to the ground, the young fighter slammed her palm into the chest of the man, sending him flying down the corridor, skidding and rolling on the floor when he landed. Holding her position, Videl watched closely for any sudden movements from her opponents, rising onto her feet when she saw none.

After quickly checking to make sure the intruders were dead or unconscious, Videl ran down the hallway and headed towards Erasa's room. She wasn't sure how many other soldiers were in the building, but she was going to make sure none of them got to her best friend.

Turning a corner, Videl saw two more soldiers a few feet down the hallway, their backs to her. Using a burst of speed, Videl appeared right behind the men, gripping the sides of their heads and slamming them together. After cracking the men's skulls together, Videl pushed the limp bodies out of her way as she continued on her running to get to Erasa.

Dashing up a flight of stairs and down another hallway, Videl finally came to Erasa's room and just in time too. As she rounded the last corner, the Satan girl saw two more intruders about to open the blond girl's door, their rifles ready to fire in a moment's notice.

Without stopping her run, Videl raised her arm up, her index finger pointing straight out as she gathered her ki. "Dodon Ray!" the girl cried out as the thin beam fired from her finger.

Hearing the words being shouted out, the two soldiers turned to look at the girl and were met with the beam. The beam easily pierced the first man's body armor, tearing through him and then penetrating the second man in the same fashion. Both of the men fell to the ground shortly after being shot.

Sliding on the floor, Videl came to a halt right outside Erasa's door, opening it and slamming it shut behind her. Upon looking around the room, Videl found the blond girl was just waking up, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Not taking anymore notice, the Satan girl grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on, a desk, and slid it in front of the door, barring it from the inside.

"Videl, what's going on?" the sleepy blond said, still waking up.

"We got some intruders running around the place. I don't know what they want but you and I are going to stay here till we're sure they're gone," Videl answered, staring at the door.

"What? What do you mean we have intruders?"

Videl glared at her friend. Did the girl have to be this blond this early in the morning?

Unleashing a war cry, Tien chopped at his latest opponent, falling him with that one blow.

Throughout the main hall, the bodies of several soldiers littered it. After doing some light meditation, Tien had immediately felt the power levels of the men surrounding the mansion. After waiting for them to set up and make their first move, the body guard had headed directly for the main hall and arrived just as the men began their infiltration. The initial fire fight had been a little difficult for the man but Tien prevailed nonetheless. Sensing the house for anymore intruders, Tien found five more kis still roaming about and two of them were very close to Erasa's—"

Never mind. Looked like Videl got to them first. So that left three more soldiers running around. Piece of cake.

Crossing his arms in front of him to form an X, Tien concentrated his ki and soon split it three different ways. His form began to blur as two bodies separated from Tien and soon all three forms became clear. Without speaking a word, the three Tiens ran down separate halls, each following a different ki signal.

Minutes later, the three Tiens met back at in the main hall, each dragging a dead soldier. Once again silently, the Tiens merged back into each other. The three eyed man took a deep breath. It had been awhile since he had to use that technique; it looked like he'd have to use it every once in awhile to make sure he didn't fall out of practice with it.

Stretching himself a little, the bodyguard began walking towards Erasa's room. He could tell that both of his watches were in there and he'd have to tell them the coast was clear. Otherwise, the two would stay holed up in the room until further notice.

Hmmm, actually, that wasn't a bad idea. Maybe he could grab a drink or something before he told them to come out. Though he wasn't a big drinker, he did appreciate a glass or two every once in a while.

And presently, that drink was starting to look very good right now.

To dbzfan952: Thanks. Although people like portraying Hercule as an idiot, which he can be, I think it's more naivete. He doesn't know about aliens and space tyrants and all; he's just a guy who stumbles upon it and isn't sure what to make of it all. Though, I have been guilty of making him an idiot lol. And nope, I will never give them a break. It's so much fun to make everything go wrong lol.