Enemies at war we build defenses and secret hiding places
"Let me get this straight," Prince Diamond narrowed his blue eyes at King Endymion, "You came here to destroy us, instead of babbling on about peace for so long we drop dead of boredom. What happened to love and justice? Or are you finally realizing what you truly are?"
"Do you surrender, or not?" Endymion gripped the hilt of his sword, and glared back.
"Most definitely," Prince Diamond smirked, "Not."
Endymion turned to speak over his shoulder to his gathered warriors, without taking his eyes off of the dark Prince. "Bardock, take your sons in to that palace, and leave nothing breathing."
"I'll do you one extra, and bring it down around me when I'm done," Bardock jeered, stepping past the king and into the full view of Prince Diamond. The white-haired man visibly balked, eyes widening as he took in the old Sayajin; the dark eyes were hard and playful, the look of a soldier who enjoys his work too much. Bardock shot past him without further comment, smirking like the devil. Kakarrot and Raditz followed at a more sedate pace, shouldering roughly past the leader of the Black Moon Clan intentionally.
Nerves already shaken, Diamond turned back to Endymion as the king drew his sword. "You had your chance," Endymion leveled the sword at Diamond, "And now this ends. Senshi, find the others; everyone gets one chance to surrender, and they die if they refuse."
The assembled warriors broke rank from behind him, and scattered across the surface of Planet Nemesis, leaving Endymion and Diamond to battle alone.
"You brought this on yourself, and your people," Endymion lunged, clashing swords with Diamond.
"All I ever wanted," Diamond parried, grunting as he threw his own attack, "Was to see my people free and happy,"
"Your ancestors were criminals," Endymion parried and thrust again, "And you are no better."
"You dare to judge me," Diamond snarled, thrusting wildly in his anger, "When you allied yourselves with the Sayajin?"
Endymion took advantage of the clumsy attack, and slid his blade through the other man's guard and into his chest. Diamond gasped in surprise, and crumpled to his knees when Endymion pulled the blade back.
"The Sayajin are loyal," Endymion wiped his blade clean and stood back, watching as the other man bled out. "To them, you've had a beautiful death. Be grateful its not Vegeta himself standing here, eating your heart." Endymion walked away, looking for another enemy, not even realizing how much he'd changed since he'd first met the Sayajin.
Inside the palace, Bardock stared across the dark room, and laughed at the hooded figure with its glowing eyes.
"Something funny, Sayajin?" Wiseman asked, rotted hands untucking from the loose folds of his robe to rest on his knees.
"Yeah," Bardock smirked. "I see a rotted, decrepit old man about to die. And the joke is," Bardock came and stood close to the shadowed figure, "I'll be like you someday." Bardock crouched down to bring himself to eye level with the glowing orbs. "But not just yet, I think."
"We shall see," Wiseman whispered, and lunged across the short distance. Bardock laughed as the battle started, and threw his all into it; there would only be so long before his all would count for nothing, and it was a time fast approaching. He wasn't terribly old by Sayajin standards, but he'd already doubled the life expectancy of a soldier, and there was nothing left to do but make it count.
Raditz caught a glimpse of his father fighting, and turned away; there was already the distraction of the two men standing shoulder to shoulder, red and blue hair clashing next to each other.
"Kakarrot," Raditz called his brother closer, feeling the feral grin stretch his mouth into a long, wide line of sharp teeth. "These two look like fun."
Kakarrot mirrored the grin, and stood shoulder to shoulder with his brother. "You wont hog all the fun this time, will you?"
"Nah," Raditz cocked his head and gestured to Rubeus, who smirked, "I call the red one,"
"It doesn't have to be this way, you know," Sapphire stepped closer, "We never meant-"
"Kid," Raditz cut him off, "The road to hell is paved with good intentions, so whatever the hell you meant to do, this is what's happening."
"Then it must be time for you to die," Rubeus drew his sword in one long motion, red eyes flat.
"We'll see," Raditz lunged, grabbed the blade close to the hilt, and broke it off. Rubeus flung an energy attack, and then they were off, leaving Kakarrot to face Sapphire.
"Look," Kakarrot turned to the younger man, "If you really want the best for your people, you need to get a hold of the Dragonballs. Seven total. And when you find them, you make a wish. Just word it carefully." Kakarrot watched the blue eyes harden, and shrugged as the younger man squared off. "Or you can die. Your choice." Kakarrot gave no warning when he lunged, and he almost regretted killing the blue-eyed kid when he coughed up blood and asked if flowers were beautiful. He died before Kakarrot could answer; the young Sayajin didn't move for a long moment, and really thought about the question. Then Bardock came crashing through the wall and vaporized the hooded figure he'd been fighting.
Father and son turned to each other, nodded, and went on. Just as they turned and walked down opposite ends of the corridor, Mercury and Venus ran through, the pregnant woman already wheezing.
"I told you to stay in the ship!" Venus touched the other woman's arm in concern, as Mercury bent over and clutched her slightly swollen belly.
"I know, I know," Mercury winced. "I'll try to get back, but we'll have to find-"
"Well, well, well. Look at the pretty Sailors," the voice was definitely female and as the green-haired woman stepped out of the shadows, Venus gasped angrily.
"Emerald!" She snarled, then caught sight of the figures moving quickly down the corridor they'd just come down, over Emerald's shoulder. "Looks like your luck just ran out."
"Mercury," Seventeen skidded to a halt, looking between his hunched over wife and the green-haired woman.
"She's fine, just take her back to the ship," Venus drew back into an attack pose. "If the rest of you could stick around, though, I'd appreciate it." Venus smiled just a little cruelly, barely paying attention to Seventeen whisking his wife away; Sixteen and Eighteen had stuck around, and she could see flashes of green energy as Jupiter threw energy attacks down the hall, moving steadily toward them. Piccolo's signature spiral beam pierced the darkness, and Venus cracked her Love Chain into action.
Neptune and Uranus flanked Pluto as the oldest Sailor came charging around the corner behind Venus, and leapt into the fray; the energy crackled, blood flowed, and it was over in a matter of minutes. It was closer to a slaughter. The Sailor and Z Senshi turned unanimously as Bardock doubled back through the corridor, and stopped to laugh so hard he cried.
"What?" Yaumcha finally asked, wiping blood off of his face.
"Look in the mirror," Bardock stopped laughing long enough to answer, "And tell me if you recognize the monster staring back at you. You'll make decent Sayajin yet," Bardock grinned and walked away chuckling. As a group, they stopped and really looked around at what they'd done. It made Bardock's words even harder to swallow.
When they'd all gathered at the ship again, Endymion looked around the group and met each individual pair of eyes.
"Will there be a problem here again?" He asked, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
"Dead or surrendered," Bardock grinned, "Call in your diplomats to smooth things over for the foreseeable future, and lets get to Namek. Koolers men should be a better fight."
Endymion looked around the group one more time, then turned and walked back onto the ship; he wasn't even amazed anymore that they followed him.
A/N; Much thanks to omnipotent Porunga for all of her reviews. I know this one's a little dark for you, but I hope you dont mind too much:)
