Onna felt herself being led downstairs, her eyes scanning every glyph as they walked downward. "Why was Prince Tarble down here?" She couldn't help but ask. From what she was seeing, it didn't make any sense.

"Why are you asking?" Bulma said.

"This may be under a library, but it doesn't look like it belongs there." Onna said, pointing at a two different glyphs. "That one is for crime and that one is for justice."

Vegeta shrugged. "The palace has changed over the years. The library could have been someplace else."

Bulma sighed. "Is there any way that we can find that out?"

Onna kept her eyes on the walls. "There may be. There aren't that many records on the palace itself. After King Vegeta the Seventeenth, information started to disappear. I don't know why, but it looked like they wanted to keep everything to themselves. After Arble and some other Kings, they may have wanted to isolate themselves from the rest of the galaxy."

Vegeta was hanging on her every word. Anything she said could be used to find Tarble. "So that explains why I never knew anything about our kind," he stated. "Besides the legends."

Onna kept walking, finding a door in front of them. She looked around, seeing a small quote on the top. "For those who walk these walls within, remember what you've done is sin. Forever watch what you slew, for it may be the end of you." She looked back at the others who looked at her in awe. "It just means that while we are in the room, we will be recorded."

Vegeta smirked. "So we'll be able to find Tarble.

Gure smiled as well. "How do we get in though?"

Onna looked over at the key pad, looking over the glyphs. She quickly saw a pattern. "This room. It's for interrogation." She said with excitement. "So I just need to press them in the order of the old justice system."

Bulma watched as Onna began to push in the different panels. "How do you know the order?"

"Oh, it's easy. The old system was very primitive, but it still had the same conclusions. It starts with the crime, followed by the trial, the jailing of the accused, the second trial under the moon." She pushed the last panel. "And death."

They all stood there as the door opened and Vegeta pushed inside, but he was confused. It looked like an old dusty room. Why was Tarble even down here?

Bulma walked by him, over to a strange chair. "Why is there a chair in the middle?"

Onna sighed. "This room was used for interrogations. They may have made the accused sit there."

Gure wasn't staring at the chair though. She moved over to what looked like a strange stove. "Why would a stove be down here?"

"Well, they did have some smart saiyans. They wouldn't have been against using torture." Onna said, moving to look at a single shelf. There were a couple of books there, but they didn't match the rest of the room. "Someone brought books in though. These don't have the same look to them as everything else." But her thoughts were pulled away from that as Gure pulled as strange pouch from the back of the stove.

The Tech-Tech smelled it, backing up slightly. "What the hell is this shit?"

Bulma took the bag from Gure, sniffing it. "That's horrible. Why would anyone have that lying around?"

Vegeta frowned. "Well, Onna did say something about torture." His eyes went over to Onna who was picking up those strange books with a look of horror on her face. "What is it?"

"These books…they're from my home library." She said in shock. "How did they get here?"

Bulma moved forward, grabbing one of them. "Maybe they got to them after the war?"

Onna shook her head. "They were well hidden in the house only me and Pepril knew where they were."

Vegeta's eyes went wide. "Pepril?" He remembered that name. "She was the one that convinced Tarble to leave."

Onna sighed. "Then that would explain why these books are here." She looked away in shame. "Pepril was my sister. She left our house before the war, like the rest of us." Her voice was full of anger.

"It sounds like you don't like her." Bulma said as Gure moved over to a strange indent in the wall.

"Well, I had good-" She started only to be cut off by the room filling with moans.

"OH, Oh, Tarble, don't stop!" They heard the walls say. Gure hit the wall not wanting to hear anymore, but it kept playing.

Vegeta ran over to the wall, pulling the indent open, and pulling out a small box. He pushed a button on the side and the sound stopped. He looked down at Gure, watching tears start to come from her eyes. "He's not in his right mind." He said, trying to reassure her.

Onna ran over, taking the box from the emperor. "I should be able to get some stuff out of it." She punched in a different button and they could hear as it started to go back. "It probably only records when someone enters." She said.

Bulma walked over giving Gure a hug as Vegeta glared at the box. He knew his brother had slept with that bitch, but he really didn't want to hear it.

Onna smiled as she hit a button in and it started to play something that wasn't sex.

"Vegeta…I don't like this." The box said, making the emperor tense up. That was his mother.

"You know why I have to do this." His father said. "We know what he will be."

"But it's just not right." The woman said. "He'll only be a baby."

"Bergine, I know that. But you're going to die." The man said. "I have to do what I have to do."

"You know why it's forbidden. Promise me that you won't leave him in the dark. Treat him just like you treat Vegeta." She pleaded. "Vegeta, please." She sounded on the verge of tears.

There was the sound of walking. "Promise me that you won't die, then."

Crying followed that promise and the recording ended. Onna pushed the button down. "It looks like the former queen was against locking up Tarble."

Vegeta couldn't believe it. His father was planning to lock his brother up before birth. He knew about the power of darkness now, but that didn't change the fact that it was supposed to be a taboo. His father had ignored what had to be his mother's dying wish. "Keep going. There's more we need to know."

Onna nodded, pushing the button down. "You know why I've called you here, Pepril?"

"No, your majesty." It sounded like a scared child.

King Vegeta chuckled. "It's because you are going to be a queen."

"A…A queen?" The child said. "But I thought Vegeta…"

"Not for Vegeta. You will be Tarble's queen." The King said. "I decided that a long time ago."

This was news to the emperor. He knew that his father was trying to make Tarble his heir during the war. But he never knew that was his real intention.

"But I don't understand. Why me?" The girl said in confusion.

King Vegeta chuckled. "I know what you can do Pepril. You have a power as a nightwalker, one that you have used on your parents without fail."

"But it doesn't always work. It doesn't work on On-chan." The small girl said.

"Your sister is a special case. Her own power as a Nightwalker reflects yours." The King said. "I have no doubt that you will be able to turn Tarble against Vegeta."

"Why does he need turned?" The young girl didn't sound like she understood.

King Vegeta laughed. "Because Vegeta is going to ruin Prince Tarble. I need you to save him for me."

"I'll make sure to save him, your highness!" The small girl said.

The king chuckled. "Very well. From now on, I wish for you to take a new name. If Vegeta wins this war, it will hide who you are from the rest of the planet. Wait for the right moment to make your move. The others in hiding will contact you."

The others in hiding. That meant that there was truly a group of elites still out there. He looked over at Onna as the recording stopped. "I can't believe it."

Onna looked surprised as well. "That explains why my family's books are here." She sighed. "Now that I think about it, my parents did always fall for Pepril's games. I just didn't know that she was using a power."

Bulma put her hand on the young woman's shoulder. "From the sound of it, you wouldn't have known. You're immune to her power."

Onna smiled softly. "I just want to know how it came to this."

"So do I." Everyone looked at Gure, who had dried her tears. "Let us find out what she has done."

Onna gave her a nod, pushing the button for a third time. "Come on, Zunn. You've got to see this."

"It looks like a dump." Zunn said. "Are you sure that King Vegeta wanted you to do this?"

"I know this is what he wanted. Trust me, Tarble is our true king." There was the sound of walking. "How about now? Does it look right?" She asked.

Zunn grumbled. "You Nightwalkers with your powers."

"It looks like an old library now, doesn't it?" Pepril said with confidence. "Tarble won't be expecting me to lie, will he?" She giggled.

"Do I really have to call you Betra, though?" Zunn asked tossing something across the room.

"Don't throw the SLD! We need that!" She said with a huff.

Zunn growled. "It's just a drug. It's going to be fine."

"But I need those leaves intact. It won't brew correctly if they are broken up." She said in anger.

"So you're going to drug and seduce him until he gives you an heir to the throne?" Zunn asked.

"That's the plan." She sighed. "But who knows, I may want to keep him in the end. His power is interesting after all."

Zunn sighed. "Of course you would be interested in that."

Betra giggled. "With that power, he would be a king that all of us would be proud of."

Onna turned it off, feeling ashamed. "Sister, what have you done?" She felt sick to her stomach.

Vegeta sighed, taking the box from her. "We need to listen to the rest." He pushed a button making it go forward a little. It landed on a conversation between Tarble and Betra. They were going over some book. But there wasn't anything important there. They skipped ahead and Vegeta tensed up as he listened to Tarble go on and on about how Vegeta didn't trust him. With each new recording, the emperor felt sicker.

Finally, they reached the recordings from the day Gure returned, listening to Tarble, who was ranting like a crazy man. It had all sounded like a man falling into madness.

But the conversation changed as Tarble began to moan. They realized what Betra was doing and moved the recording forward, stopping it just as the sex ended.

"Where do you think you're going, My Prince?" Vegeta growled as it sounded like she was holding his brother down.

"Nowhere…I'm going nowhere…" Tarble sounded really out of it.

"That's right, My Prince. You're going to stay here with me." Vegeta felt himself getting angrier.

"With you…" Tarble sounded like he was under some kind of spell.

"And you'll go anywhere I ask you to, won't you?" She said.

"Anywhere…" Tarble said, sounding dazed. Gure was turning redder with rage.

She giggled. "They don't appreciate you, my love." She purred into him. "They believe that false Emperor is their King…" Vegeta snarled.

"I'm their King…" Tarble said, under her hypnotic gaze.

"That's right, My King. But this isn't your Kingdom." Vegeta was practically snapping at the box. That bitch was going to pay dearly for this.

"My Kingdom?" Tarble questioned.

"I can take you there, My King." She said.

"Then take me to my people." Tarble said, still sounding like he was in a trance.

"Not yet, My King. We must get past those that have betrayed us. The false King and Queen, along with that lowly Tech-Tech."

"Lowly Tech-Tech?" Tarble asked at the same time that Gure said it. The Tech-Tech queen was fuming.

Betra giggled. "Yes, don't you remember? You hate her."

"I hate her…" Tarble said, parroting her words.

"Yes… You hate her."

"That fucking bitch!" Gure snapped. She couldn't listen to this anymore. "I'm going to kill her!"

Vegeta put the box down as he paced. "We still have no idea where they are." But it was good that they knew what had happened. Tarble didn't really hate them. He was being controlled by a master manipulator. "Bulma, try going through that some more. We need to see if there's a location in there."

Onna tensed up, looking at a book in her hands. "I think I have an idea." She said.

Gure and Vegeta's eyes snapped to her. "Where?!"

Tarble smirked. He didn't think they were that close to that disgusting place. He looked down at Betra, shaking his head slightly. For some reason, he expected the Tech-Tech to be standing by his side. "Where is everyone?" He asked.

"They are waiting for you, My King." She took his hand, leading him inside a large temple, everything was going along with her vision.

As they walked in, they were surrounded by saiyans. Tarble smirked. "I see that you were right, My Queen."

There were cheers around them as she pulled him through the small crowd. "We need to keep them happy, Tarble," she said with a smile. There was no reason for him to know the entire truth about what he was truly seeing.

He grinned. "Yes. I believe that now is the time." He leaned down, kissing her. "We must tell them about our Heir."

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

Uh-oh, it looks like there is more to this mystery, along with Tarble knocking up his some crazy bitch. Remember boys and girls, don't sleep with crazy people. I know it ends on a cliffhanger here, but you still get two chapters every week.