Myshel awoke to a soft beeping coming from the bridge of the capsule. She stretched and slipped out of bed, softly at first because she didn't want to wake Rejhan up. However, when she turned to check on her friend, she noticed that the bed next to hers was empty. Rolling her eyes and sighing, Myshel left the room and headed towards the bridge, following the beeping sound through the hall.
Myshel stepped onto the bridge, and a smirked spread across her face. Draped in the pilot's chair, with the scouter still attached to her head, was Rejhan, sound asleep and oblivious to the computer-like noise. Myshel snorted lightly and plopped down in the copilot's chair, pulling the computer controls over to her and tapping lightly on a few keys. The computer screen came to life, showing a projection of the planet Awlgrene and a little icon representing their capsule. The data showed that they had made a complete orbit of the planet, and calculations had already been made to land. Myshel gave the ship the go ahead to begin it's decent to the surface, and then spun her chair around to face the snoozing Rejhan.
"Hey sleepyhead, wake up, we're landing," Myshel said, shaking Rejhan lightly. Rejhan responded with a loud snore. Rolling her eyes again, Myshel gave her a good shove. Rejhan sprang to life immediately, her eyes blazing and her fists raised.
"...tear your arms off!" she yelled, thinking she was still in her dream. Myshel could do nothing but laugh.
"I assure you, Rej, the computer has no arms for you to tear off," she said through her laughter as Rejhan came to grips with her surroundings. She rubbed her eyes with her hands for a moment, before staring sleepily back at Myshel and grumbling.
"Oh shut up, 'Chel..." she groaned, stretching her sleep-weary limbs up and out, finally completely waking up. "So, we're landing?"
"Yep, the computer woke me up a couple of minutes ago, I'm surprised that you didn't hear it, being right next to it and all..."
"Yeah well, I've had a lot of things on my mind lately..."
Myshel smiled warmly and put a hand on Rejhan's shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll get everyone back, so cheer up!" Myshel said happily. Rejhan smiled back before staring out of the windshield as the little ship grew closer and closer to the planet Awlgrene. She sighed deeply and got up out of her seat.
"You want something to eat before we land? Just a bit of breakfast, nothing too major. We don't exactly know if we'll need to do any major fighting yet," she asked Myshel, making as if she was heading off towards the kitchen of the ship. Myshel jumped up out of her chair and nodded enthusiastically.
"Definitely, I'm starved. Just, one thing..." she said, suppressing a giggle.
"What's that?" Rejhan asked curiously. Myshel pointed at her and giggled again.
"You'll want to take the scouter off. I know you've gotten rather attached lately, but you see, it usually doesn't leave the bridge of the ship..." Myshel said. Rejhan rolled her eyes as she removed the scouter and placed it carefully on her seat.
"I swear, Myshel, you living in Capsule Corp has made you more and more like Vegeta every day."
"Hey, you can't hold that to me, I only met the guy what, once or twice before he disappeared?"
The girls continued to talk all the way into the kitchen, where they sat down and pulled a relatively small breakfast for two saiyajins out of the fridge and started to eat as the ship got closer and closer to their landing spot on the planet Awlgrene.
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Kistios sat in his chair, drumming his fingers on the desk in front of him as he listened lazily to a report from one of the lower ranking captains, making conclusions on his last mission. The captain rambled on and on about this battle, that tactic, boring Kistios out of his mind. He was waiting for someone to come into his office to bring news of particular interest, though it seemed that it would never come.
"...and in conclusion, Captain, I believe that the mission, while it was not completely executed, was a success nevertheless," the captain before him finished proudly. Kistios just rolled his eyes and waved him off.
"Very well, you may return to your quarters, Captain Brunzhr, I'm waiting for an important report," Kistios said formerly, obvious boredom in his voice that he could not hide. The small captain in front of him, however, knew that it was a bad idea to say anything else, and immediately left the room.
And finally, as Brunzhr returned to his quarters, Lurl entered Kistios' office quickly, a folder clutched in his hands carefully. Captain Kistios leaned forward over his desk in anticipation. Here was the news that he had been waiting for. Lurl came up to the front of his desk and stopped.
"I bring news of the ship, Captain Kistios," Lurl said quickly, holding the folder out for him to take. Kistios snatched the folder from his hands and opened it, almost greedily. He began to read carefully, and Lurl began to talk.
"The ship was going to land in a remote area of the Chriabi forest, however, I was able to get a tractor beam locked onto it to bring it to landing pad 7. It's due for arrival in around twelve minutes."
"Very good, Lurl. May I ask, what are these two figures here?" Kistios asked, pointing to an area on the document in the folder. Lurl leaned over to see where he was pointing, then straightened up to answer.
"Our scanners have concluded that there are two aboard the ship, Captain, and those are the estimated power levels of the two individuals."
Kistios took another look at the numbers on the paper before breaking out into sinister laughter. "Twelve and thirteen? I didn't know men could have such non-existent power levels!" he exclaimed. Lurl cleared his throat tentatively, and Kistios looked up at him.
"The two individuals are female, sir," he said. If there was one word that could explain it all to Kistios, the word 'female' was it. He chuckled lightly before turning the page in the folder.
"I guess that would make more sense. As I said, it isn't possible that two men could have such non-existent power levels. Now, this is the final reports on the saiyajins, is it not?" Kistios asked, pointing again to the information in the folder. Lurl nodded.
"We're trying to devise a way to extract their power and transfer it into means that we can use, but so far, we've been unsuccessful. At the moment, the only thing we can do is extract small amounts at a time for storage in these capsules," Lurl explained, drawing a small cylinder from his pocket and handing it to Kistios. "The only thing these capsules can do are store the power, and release it. If the capsule is ruptured, the power escapes, however, we haven't tested this hypothesis yet." Kistios examined it closely, reading the small words inscribed on the outer shell.
"ADS1?" he questioned, looking up at Lurl.
"Adult Specimen 1, sir, the saiyajin in orange."
"I see. Very good, Lurl, you are dismissed, I have a ship to greet."
Lurl nodded his head and left, while Kistios turned the capsule over and over in his hand, almost as if he was admiring its beauty. "Not long now, my friend, we will have figured out a way to use you to our complete advantage, and Earth will be history, just like my planet was so long ago..." he said, trailing off. Kistios slipped the capsule into a pocket of his robe and pressed a button on his desk. A voice came over it, and Kistios ordered that a battalion of men meet him outside his office immediately. Standing up, Kistios strolled over to a door in the wall and opened it, pulling out his belt and holster, carrying his pistol and extra rounds, a sheath and sword, and a small bottle, which he pocketed carefully. Turning, he headed off towards the door of the office, and he was met by a small group of men.
"Who is the commanding officer here?" Kistios asked as he closed his office door behind him. A soldier stepped forward.
"I am, sir," he said firmly. Kistios nodded.
"Very well. A ship is to land on pad 7 in approximately six minutes, we are going to go and meet them, understood?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then off we go."
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"Hey Myshel, we've got a problem."
Myshel poked her head into the bridge of the ship curiously, where Rejhan was sitting at the controls. She was typing carefully on a keypad and shaking her head, as if she was trying to get the ship to do something that it didn't want to do. Pulling her black tank top all the way on, Myshel stepped completely inside and plopped down in her chair.
"What's up, Rej?" she asked, reading the information on the screens around her.
"The ship was originally supposed to land in an uninhabited area of a forest, but now the ship's taking us to a landing pad in, what it looks like is the main city of the planet," Rejhan said, somewhat worried, as she continued to give the ship commands in vain. Myshel furrowed her eyebrows as she watched Rejhan work. Suddenly, an idea came to her head.
"Did you try checking the ship for outside interference?" she asked. Rejhan shook her head and motioned towards a second keyboard, which Myshel pulled towards her. Typing a few commands into the computer, the answer popped up on the screen.
"Shiittt..." Myshel said. Rejhan stopped what she was doing and looked over at Myshel's screen. She, too, cursed angrily.
"They know we're coming, they've got a tractor beam on us," Rejhan said. She immediately started to type different commands into the computer. "I'm gonna see if I can try and shake it."
"I'll try reconfiguring the landing controls, maybe they'll see around it," Myshel said, also beginning to type. The little digital countdown clock on both the girl's screens that was counting down to the landing continued to roll, and finally, with around a minute and a half to landing, the girls gave up. They just couldn't find a way around the beam that was pulling them down in the middle of the city.
"Oh well, just have to make the best of it, I guess," Myshel said in defeat. She rose from her chair and left the bridge, only to return a couple seconds later with two long, black cloak-like coats and two communicators. She handed a set to Rejhan before slipping into her own, and securing her communicator in a pocket. Rejhan rose and did the same, and they both locked down all the computer components and left the bridge, locking it too behind them. They set about the ship, locking down rooms so they couldn't be accessed, before returning to the exit door on the side of the ship.
"You ready?" Rejhan asked Myshel, a tone of nervousness in her voice. Myshel nodded shakily, taking a deep breath as they heard the sudden roar of the engines firing to slow their final descent.
"We stick together, the whole time. If we get separated, make sure you're alone and use the communicators. Do you remember the code?" Myshel asked, and Rejhan nodded.
"Valley of the Spanish Oak. The place we first met each other. No one knows about it but us," she replied. Myshel smirked her little smirk as they felt the rumble of the ship settling on the hard concrete of the landing pad. Both girls took deep breaths as Rejhan reached for the door release button in front of her. She stopped short, and turned to Myshel again.
"Myshel, I never said thank you for coming along. My brothers, my dad, Vegeta, Trunks...none of them are really of any concern to you and you're still here. If anything happens, I want you to know that you've been probably the best friend that I've ever had."
Myshel smiled and gave Rejhan a big hug. "Rejhan, you've taught me more about myself than I ever thought I could know. These people are your family, and you're mine. Therefore, I need to be here as much as you do. And, you ARE the best friend that I've ever had," Myshel replied. Turning to face the door once more, Rejhan hit the release button. A loud hissing of the compressed air escaping filled the capsule, and the door began to peel away from the hull of the capsule.
Hey everyone! Well, here it is, at long last. Between my dad breaking the LCD on my laptop, which remains to be the only computer that I will do any writing on for various reasons, and scheduling, I know this is long overdue. But, here it is anyways! Rejhan gets to do the first confrontation, so keep an eye out!
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