Gure's body tensed up. She couldn't believe that she had just heard that. The tech-tech queen looked down at the ground, letting disappointment fill her. Tarble was going to be a father, but she wasn't the mother. She wasn't his anything.

Betra giggled, looking over at the disappointed queen. She couldn't help but feel happy about taking Tarble away from such a mess. Now that she was giving him a child, the royal had no choice but to mate with her. "But now, you will have an heir, My King," she said turning her eyes back on Tarble, but Tarble wasn't looking at her. His eyes were on the tech-tech. She made a loud clap, forcing him to look at her. "Did you hear what I said?" She put on a smile.

Tarble grinned. He was going to be a father. "Excellent, my Queen."

Vegeta wanted to feel sick. The fact that his bloodline was mixing with this woman's disgusted him. She had no right to bear the royal bloodline. "Have you no shame?"

Tarble's eyes flashed at Vegeta. "What was that?" He wasn't going to stand for it. This was his Kingdom. Vegeta couldn't walk on him here.

"I'm asking your mistress. Not you," Vegeta growled.

Tarble snarled. "Betra is my queen. She's no different from Bulma."

The emperor couldn't stop himself as he rose to his feet, snapping his teeth at that remark. "She isn't even good enough to be a stain on my queen's shoe."

The king's eyes narrowed. "You talk a lot about saiyan pride, but you mated with a non saiyan. How can the people be proud to follow you if your bloodline is mixed?!"

"Bulma's smarter than the average saiyan. Just like you used to be." Vegeta snarled.

The table snapped in half as Tarble's eyes glowed bright red. "Say that again and it will be you that's been snapped into pieces you fool of an Emperor."

Vegeta looked down at the table in shock. It had to be made of reinforced steel. He already knew about the ships, but watching his brother do these things in person was not the same. "Is that what you really want, Tarble?" There was a feeling of dread that was coming over him. Tarble really wanted to kill him. His brother hated him that much.

Tarble smirked as Betra grabbed onto his arm. "What do you think?" But as he waited for Vegeta to say something else, he tensed up. Why did his brother look so broken? "Answer me!" Vegeta didn't say anything though, he only began to walk out of the room. Tarble watched his brother with a puzzled look on his face. Raditz stood, but the large saiyan said nothing. "Raditz…"

"Why do you want to talk to me, Tarble? I'm just a user aren't I?" Before Tarble could say anything, Raditz walked after Vegeta.

The King felt a pain in his chest; it was almost as if he didn't mean what he had said to them. He tried to clear his head as Gure stood. The smaller form was still in place. She put on a fake smile. "I hope the two of you are happy."

Those words pierced him, stabbing him right in the gut. She turned her back to leave as he stretched his hand out, as if he was trying to reach her, but she kept walking. Why was he afraid? He had his Kingdom and his Queen. But now he felt a massive fissure inside of him that kept rupturing, dividing him in half, much like the table was now.

"Now, now, Tarble. You don't need them," Betra said moving around to take his hands. "You have me."

The King looked at his Queen but didn't feel comforted. "Maybe, I should apologize."

She shook her head, looking into his eyes. "You've been out in the light to long today. It's time to go back to your room."

He grew dazed. "Yes…I think I'll go sit down."

She grabbed back onto his arm and dragged him towards his room. The room had no light in it at all. She tossed him on the bed and he only stared up at the darkness, letting it fill him once again as she moved away from him. This was what he needed. He couldn't let them get to him. He had everything he needed.

Vegeta cursed the moment he got back onto the ship. He didn't mean to walk out of there, but there was only so much that he could take. Tarble's eyes looked so serious when he had spoken. The emperor couldn't help but wonder if this is what Tarble thought of him all along.

"We can't leave him yet." Gure said, looking back at the temple through one of the windows.

Raditz sighed, looking down at some of the controls. "We're going to have to leave to get food. This is going to take longer than I thought it would."

Vegeta paced. "What if he means what he's saying?"

Gure walked over, changing forms and smacking the emperor before becoming tiny again. "She's messing with his mind. Hell, we may have had him if she didn't show up."

Vegeta and Raditz stared at her in confusion. "Where did you get an idea like that?" Raditz asked.

Gure gave them each a smile. "His eyes were going back and forth. Sometimes they were red, but every once and a while they flickered back down to black."

"I didn't see anything like that," Vegeta growled. "All I saw was a man that wanted me dead." The words filled him with dread.

Gure wondered why neither of them had seen it. "She's twisted his mind. The real Tarble adores you," she said, giving Vegeta a sad smile.

"How do you know?" The emperor hated wallowing in his how self-pity, but he couldn't help it.

"Because when Tarble and I had our conversations back then, you came up a lot." She giggled. "He was always going on about all of the stuff you two were doing." Her eyes went up to Raditz. "It was the same of you. He was impressed at your resolve when it came to finding Onna."

Raditz sighed. "I know that this Tarble is a fake, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt." The larger saiyan looked over a couple of screens. "We've been through so much together and I was gone for so long. If I hadn't been so easily lured out, none of this would have happened."

Gure shook her head. "Both of you need to stop being so down on yourselves. Sure, Tarble's gone off the deep end, but that doesn't mean that we have to let him stay that way. No matter what he says, we can't believe it as long as Betra is around."

Vegeta began to move around the ship, looking at a nearby clock. "We will try again tomorrow. But it is rather late. I suggest that we get some sleep then go over our plan of attack tomorrow."

"See that's the Vegeta that I know," Gure said, only to watch the emperor frown. She didn't understand. Why were Raditz and Vegeta acting like this? Suddenly, it hit her. Betra's power was affecting them. She knew it was a long shot, but she really needed to get to the bottom of everything. "Why don't you two go back home tomorrow?"

Raditz and Vegeta froze as they looked at her. "What do you mean? Do you want us to give up?" Raditz asked.

Gure shook her head. "No, I want you to leave me here. I will be fine. Just go home and let me figure this out."

Vegeta tried to shake his head to argue, but he didn't feel like it. All he felt was dread. "If that's what you want."

Raditz sighed. "If you want to deal with that, be my guest."

She took a deep breath. This wouldn't be easy, but she had to try. She had to save Tarble, no matter what the cost.

Chichi was walking with her husband to the communications room. She wanted to see this commissioner for herself. What kind of woman was she? She would have been angry at Goku, but her mate looked completely annoyed by it. Her mate didn't want any part of what the commissioner was doing.

Kakarot tried to remain calm. This was his job, but he knew how Chichi could be. Even though it would be funny to watch his mate fly off the handle when the commissioner tried to flirt with him.

His mate sat next to him as he punched in the codes for the commission. "This is going to be boring for the most part," he explained.

Chichi smiled. "I'm fine with that." She took his hand and they waited as the screen popped up with the busy signal. "Is this normal?"

Kakarot nodded. "It's probably the most annoying thing about this. They really need to fix it." The screen kept beeping. "There needs to be more than one secretary for these things, then everything could be divided a lot better."

Chichi giggled. "Well maybe you can fix it?" She knew Vegeta's plans for galactic domination and while she wasn't looking forward to more fighting, the idea of everything being stable for her son was appealing.

"That's what we're aiming for. It's just going to take time," Kakarot said before the screen popped up. "Commissioner, we meet again."

"Kakarot?" She was very confused. Wasn't Frieza supposed to take care of them?

"We've just had an attack on our planet, Commissioner. The Cold Empire came here with the intentions to destroy us," Kakarot started.

"They did?" She put on a look of shock. But she really wanted to know what had happened. Kakarot looked fine for having an attack on the planet.

"Yes, but you no longer have to worry about them," the captain explained. "We have eradicated them." He waited for her praise, only to be given a look of shock.

"What did you say?" She couldn't believe it. Frieza had been defeated. After she was so close to being a princess, Kakarot had ripped that away from her.

"They were all killed," Kakarot said, trying to put it into the simplest of terms.

"Under what authority did you get the permission to execute them?" She inquired. That would put the saiyan in his place.

Kakarot growled. "The fact that they attacked our planet and Frieza made off with my mate is enough for them to be executed."

"He made off with your mate?" She waited to hear what Frieza had done. Hopefully, Kakarot was a free man now. "Tell me more."

Chichi cleared her throat and the Commissioner noticed her for the first time. This was Kakarot's mate? She didn't look like anything special at all. "If you want to know, Frieza made off with me, but Goku killed that bastard." Chichi grinned. "I enjoyed watching him do it."

"Goku?" The commissioner asked. Who the hell was Goku?

"That's her nickname for me," Kakarot said. "She's called me that since we were kids." He wrapped his tail around his mate's waist. "And she is right. I did murder that son of a bitch for touching her. No one touches my mate. No one." He emphasized his words so that the commissioner would get it.

She glared at him from the other side of the screen. "If I didn't know better, Kakarot, I would think that you're trying to make a fool of me."

He only smirked at her words. "I'm not an idiot commissioner. There was no reason for Chichi to be targeted by Frieza. I have only met him once and that was when I was a child. Why would he go after my family?"

The commissioner's eyes narrowed. "So you think I sent him after her? How the hell would I get Frieza to do such a thing?" How the hell did he know about that? Did Frieza tell him or something?

Kakarot only glared at her. "I know how you got your position. You'll sleep with anything if it gives you power. You wanted me, but you can't have me. So you tried to get rid of Chichi."

Chichi looked over at her husband, then back at the screen. "Is that true?"

"You know nothing, Kakarot," she spat at them.

"So how was he in bed and what did he promise you?" Kakarot asked. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on here.

The screen went black as the commissioner hung up on him. "What does this mean?" Chichi said.

"It looks like the fight is far from over," he growled. "I won't rest until her head is mounted on our wall."

Chichi frowned. "I don't want to look at that every day."

Kakarot gave her a smile. "Nothing is going to harm you again." He took her hands. "Not you or Gohan, I promise you that."

"Goku…" She turned red, seeing the conviction in his eyes, but at the same time she could see that he was still worried about something. "I know that you will never hurt me."

Kakarot leaned forward, kissing her. "I have to go talk with my father. We have to go over some plans of attack. I know the commission will come here. It's a matter of when though."

She nodded. "You know, this could work in our favor." He wondered what she meant and she grinned. "With the commission gone, who gets to rule over the galaxy?"

Kakarot's eyes grew wide then he smirked at her. "I like the way you think."

"You wouldn't have mated with me if you didn't." She giggled as he scooped her up into his arms and they left the room together.

He passed by his father in the hall, but his father only laughed. Bardock knew what was on his son's mind.

Bardock shook his head. "At this rate, Gine and I will have more grandkids then we will know what to do with."

To Be Continued…