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DragonBall: Universal Darkness is a story where the universe is controlled by evil deities.

Power LevelsEdit


Kiny = 6,700, Oozaru Form = 67,000, Without Tail = 6,100

Yaams = 6,400 Potential Oozaru Form = 64,000

King Myaand'r = 6000

Queen Luand'r = 5,800

General Zoto = 5,200

Royal Guard Ebon = 5,000

Royal Guard Jerd = 4,800

Royal Guard Dobe = 4,800

Prolouge Edit


Planet Tuffle was a world home to the very intelligent and peaceful Tuffle species. The Tuffles did not enjoy violence but rather using their mind for enhancement, as their technology was so far advanced in this part of the galaxy, it felt as though the rest of the northern galaxy was playing catch up. Some of their people had blue skin, others a shiny silver coat. Planet Sadala, on the other hand, was just the opposite. Home to the vicious savage species, known only as the Saiyans. These monsters look human, aside from a monkey-like tail. Warriors who loved the thrill of battle and enjoyed flexing their dominance through sheer force of power.

Due to so many wanting to be alpha dogs, and the rise of a legendary warrior from amongst themselves, one of a much more pure-hearted nature, named Yamoshi, Sadala eventually imploded from the inside. Though, if you go to the planet or you look on the galaxy map, the planet itself is very much still there, but once you enter upon it, you'll realize it's a barren, desolate, wasteland, and a rather obsolete warzone, due to Yamoshi and his followers, the Saiyans who hated the sadistic ways of their people, rising up against them. Even after Yamoshi had gained tremendous power, he and his team still fell victim, because the numbers of the other Saiyans were just that overwhelming.

There were both a large throne and a small one inside the throne room of the Royal Palace on Planet Vegeta; the new homeworld of the Saiyans after an elongated hostile takeover from the planet's previous inhabitants, the Tuffles. Normally The King and his spawn were positioned here, and there was no exception for Saiyan royalty. King Vegeta and his son, the rebellious Prince Vegeta, ascended upon the aforementioned thrones, at least that was normally the case, but the young prince had been off-world for quite some time now, traveling with Saiyan Military General Nappa, and a low-class turned elite Saiyan warrior named Raditz. Raditz and Vegeta were young when they departed, around 15, while Nappa was 24, making him their guardian. Lines extended from the castle, there were Saiyans by the hundreds outside of the royal palace, anxiously waiting for their missions from the king. There was, however, a chain of command that must be followed. Though King Vegeta ruled over his people, he bowed to the galactic tyrant, Frieza, who in turn was granted the freedom to rule the north quadrant of the galaxy by his father, the infamous King Kold, the nefarious head of a universally renowned system call the Planet Trade Organization. The Planet Trade Organization is a system that employs the strongest warriors across the universe to do their bidding of ridding planets of their inhabitants and raiding them of their resources in exchange for allowing them to continuously live their 'worthless' lives in a permanent loop of never-ending slavery, where one misstep or misunderstanding/mishap could get you killed. The rankings are decided through power if one was to take down King Kold and his two sons, Frieza and Cooler, then they would become the most feared/respected in the universe and everyone's servitude would transfer right over to them.

Now, the Saiyans were naturally a vicious race. They lived for the thrill of battle, so going around killing off entire species on other planets isn't too much of a stretch. Being forced to do it from an outside force, however, disgusted them to their core. The Saiyans, the most vicious, savage, strongest, fighting species known in the north quadrant of the universe, succumbed to slavery, was just insanely absurd. King Vegeta knew he had no choice in the matter, however. He knew Frieza would annihilate the entirety, or at least the majority of his people at the slightest hint of a rebellion, so he had to think of a way to begin it under the tyrant's nose, after all, it's a king's job to protect his people, even at the cost of their pride. This was all witnessed by the teenage prince Vegeta, however, who secretly resented his father for compliance with Frieza's orders.

Prince Vegeta secretly loathed his father for being so weak as to not stand up to Frieza. He vowed 'One day, I will defeat Frieza and restore the pride of the Saiyans as the strongest warrior race in the universe!' Unbeknownst to the Saiyans though, Frieza was secretly terrified of the Saiyans, so much so he had plotted to eradicate no them and their entirety. Outside of his father, and his brother (though he'd never admit it), No one he had ever encountered had ever been able to even rival his natural strength. So the thought of a warrior race so powerful they could potentially overwhelm him with their ever-increasing strength, growing by leaps and bounds, exponentially should they survive brutal battles shook his entire soul. Especially after constantly hearing tales about the legendary warrior that once rose from among them, dubbed the Super Saiyan. Frieza decided that this threat was well overdue to exterminate this threat.

King Vegeta had gotten the new assignments from Frieza's closest underling, Zarbon, who, while delivering the message, left a trail of Saiyan bodies on his path, just to prove the point, that while he's no Frieza, he still should be feared. Then, after he descended from the planet. King Vegeta had begun his normal routine of barking orders for his elite soldiers. He usually gave the orders Zarbon mentioned, but then also he assigns at least two groups to off the grid missions, to attempt to gain an upper hand on a rebellion, whether it establishes a base on a new home, make new allies, or just simply learning new techniques.

Done with assigning Zarbon's missions for the morning, the next team he assigned were of the Hanran (Japanese for rebellion) division. The group consisted of only two Saiyans, lovers at that, a young married couple, Kiny and Yaams.

"You two will go to Planet Tamaron, I heard they have strong warriors there, if you fail to exterminate their planet within four months after your arrival, you will be hunted down and executed, along with the remaining residents of the planet," King Vegeta informed the couple.

"Understood Sir," Kiny responded. Yaams just nodded in compliance. Then, together the two departed from the Royal Palace and began heading towards their space pods.

"Set the coordinates for Tamaron," Kiny ordered.

"Planet Tamaron, located. Preparing for ascension," the pod's automated voice came on. Kiny's pod took off, with his wife's in hot pursuit.

Within approximately three months, they landed on Tamaron, while another Saiyan space pod had landed on Earth, in just mere days following Planet Vegeta's destruction.

Planet TamaronEdit

*Boom* was the noise of the first Saiyan pod crashing into the designated planet.

'*Crash, thud* the other one made as it landed soon after, and sliding a bit.'

"What was that!" yelled King Myand'r, from the throne room of his nearby palace. He was a humanoid-like man with orange skin. He wore a crown to signify his status as king. After he rose up alongside his wife, Luand'r, who also donned a crown as the rightful queen of the planet, and whose skin was also orange, they ran outside, only to stumble across a shocking revelation. They noticed two mysteriously odd space pods had landed on their planet.

"Well, this is extremely out of place," Myand'r stated, albeit with a hint of confusion.

"Indeed, what a rather peculiar discovery," Luand'r added. Just then, the door on one of the space pods begin to open up, and out came a man with weird battle armor, black hair, and a green device of some sort over one of his eyes.

"Is this Planet Tamaron?" Kiny asked.

"Relax, Kiny. I apologize for my husband, he's so feisty sometimes," said the other foreign creature, as the door on her pod also rose open. After she climbed out of her pod, she slammed the door on both pods shut.

"Just because we're invading doesn't mean we have to be rude about it, this is Tamaron correct?" Yaams asked, a devilish grin forming across her face.

"I-I-Invading?" Queen Luand'r screamed frantically.

"As long as I am King here, Tamaron is under MY protection! Who are you, and what gives you to right to come disturbed our peaceful home?" Myand'r asked impatiently.

"That is none of your concern, just do as we say, and we promise to make this quick and painless." Kiny taunted.

"Refuse, however, and rest assured you will die a very slow and painful death. So which will it be?" Yaams taunted.

"Well, we'll just have to see who perishes here today, because Tamarainian warriors do not back down and cower to anyone, let alone some filthy space pirates like yourself." King Myand'r responded irritated.

"Filthy space pirate! Your ignorance disgusts me! Are you sitting here as if you never heard of our kind? The Saiyans, the most feared and fearsome elite warrior race/species in all the cosmos?!" Kiny yelled shock as he grabbed the king's neck and slammed him into the ground.

"Regardless of why we were here initially, we won't let orange skin slime-like yourself insult us and get away with it!" Yaams screamed, getting on her hands and kicking Luand'r through the wall of the castle. Luand'r crashed through the wall of the castle's dining hall, where the royal guards were feasting.

"Your Majesty!" Ebon, the lead royal guard, screamed as he ran to his queen's aide.

"Madame Luand'r!" Dobe, one of the other guards screamed.

"Planet Tamaran is under attack!" Jerd, the last guard screamed, trying to alert the nearby civilians, hoping they would take notice.

"SOUND THE ALARMS!" Ebon ordered.

"You fools, it's hopeless, regardless of how many of you there are, your brutally outmatched." Yaams taunted as she landed in the silhouette of the hole made by the queen's impact.

"You, You did this to her, didn't you?! Why?! We do not bother anybody, why attack us? Or are you just pure evil huh? Is that it? Your evil ambitions, or insecurities leaking out, so you must prove your dominance by harming innocents?!" Ebon questioned.

"No, shut up, that's not the reason at all!" Yaams yelled as she flew to Ebon and put him in an arm lock, forcing him to drop the queen back on the ground.

"Stop, release royal guard Ebon at once you cretin! Dobe ordered, pointing a laser gun at Yaams forehead from a distance. When Yaams looked up, she realized Tamaranian warriors had surrounded her, with pitchforks, guns, among other things.

"Then what is it? Huh? There has to be some ulterior motive behind such sudden violence you inflicted-auughhhhhhhhhh!" Ebon was cut off by the arm lock he was trapped in increasing in pressure.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Yaams yelled as she put her right knee into Ebon's back taking him to the floor while switching the position of her arms to grab his hands and force them together.

"AND WE SAID RELEASE HIM!" Dobe screamed, preparing to pull the trigger on his laser gun.

"IT'S...IT'S AN ORDER. Or At least... it was, from our King, if we didn't follow his orders we would be executed." Yaams explained.

"Wa...Was...w-would be? Ebon pried, through impossible breaths.

"Yeah, our planet, Planet Vegeta, and our race, the Saiyans are under the direct control of galactic emperor Frieza. He took us over, and King Vegeta was made his servant by sheer force, making the entirety of the Saiyan race swear our allegiance to him. Whoever fails will be hunted and killed. The thing is, King Vegeta told us to take over this planet, the two of us specifically were already a lover's couple, and elite warriors, mastering battle strength simulations, as well as strategic methods, such as archery of sorts, and ki manipulation, but the minute we departed, Planet Vegeta was destroyed, killing the king, as well as the majority of our species as well, besides those who were not on the planet at the time." Yaams explained as she relaxed, letting go of Ebon's hands, allowing him to push up and knock her off his back.

"Ebon is free, FIRE!" Jerd ordered.

"Was this just some plea to get me to talk, and distract me enough in an attempt to relax my grip?! " Yaams yelled, as she stood up.

"STOP," Ebon screamed jumping in the way of the guns line towards Yaams.

"Stand down, soldiers," Ebon ordered.

"But?! Ebon sir, with all due respect, I must say-" Dobe was cut off.

"I said stand down! That's an order, drop the weapons. Now! I won't say it again." Ebon commanded.

"Sure thing sir," said the other two royal guards, as Dobe and Jerd placed their weapons on the ground in front of their feet. The others followed. Ebon then turned to face Yaams.

"Why execute the mission, if the one who assigned it is dead then?" Ebon asked.

"You must have only been partially listening, number one, our ships were already coordinated here. Number two, we have no place else to go, and taking over civilizations is what we know best. Number three, Frieza. If King Vegeta assigned us this mission, it must have been delivered to him from Lord Frieza's hierarchy, if we don't complete it, surely he'll send his forces here, then we're all doomed." Yaams explained.

"Then let them come, you Saiyans are not the only warrior race in the cosmos. Tamarainians also pride themselves on being battle-ready, don't let the fact that we prefer peace deter you from that. You can stay here and train with us, and when they come, we'll be ready." Ebon said with a confident grin.

"We brutally attacked your king and queen, and I was about to slaughter all of you. You would still embrace us?" Yaams asked.

"Of course, the more the merrier, our strength is in our bonds, and there is power in numbers," Ebon mentioned.

"W-Wow! That's one hell of an offer, wait until I tell Kiny, oh wait! My lover is probably about to kill your king right now if he hasn't done it already." Yaams noted.

"Then, let's get going shall we, Dobe come with us, Jerd, get the queen to the healing chamber at once," Ebon ordered, as Yaams, Dobe, and himself quickly left through the hole the queen's body had made prior.

"Yes, sir!" Jerd screamed as he rushed to pick up the queen's body.

'She's unconscious, and she's lost a lot of blood, I'd better hurry before it's too late.' Jerd thought to himself.

Meanwhile back outside the PalaceEdit

"I'm surprised you've lasted this long," Kiny taunted, slamming the king's head into his knee.

"Normally my opponents are dead by now," Kiny continued as he head-butted the king back into the ground.

"Your pretty strong, but you still pathetically pale in comparison to the power an elite Saiyan warrior possesses," Kiny said, as he punched the king in the gut.

"Alas, it is time for you to perish. Along with the rest of this pathetic world that you desperately call a home." Kiny threatened as he gathered up a massive amount of chi and aimed it towards Myand'r.

"W-Wait! L-Listen...*augh* p-puh-please." Myand'r barely got out.

"Fine! Go ahead, you have 30 seconds before I blow you to bits, along with this place!" Kiny urged, canceling the energy attack for the moment.

"W-whatever happens, w-whatever you do to me, p...please leave my planet and my people...out of this...all we ever wanted... was peace...and as the king... I have to make sure that peace is maintained." Myand'r spoke.

"Why should I, what's in it for me? Peace is for the weak, power is not only just for the physically strong, but the strong-willed as well. It's a shame really, it seems that with elite training, these Tamarainian warriors could rival the power of us Saiyans, too bad there won't be any more of them left in a minute." Kiny snickered.

"Not another move, Saiyan! If you move, my partner over there will kill us both on my order. understood?!" said Ebon, as he wrapped his self around Kiny in a bearhug-like fashion, with Dobe pointing the laser gun at them both. Yaams was standing next to him.

"What the hell! Yaams, what is the meaning of this? Have you gone mad, woman?! You dare betray me?!" Kiny yelled.

"Relax, there's no treachery at all whatsoever, Ebon here just suggested a compromise that would seem to suit all parties involved very well, besides Lord Frieza's of course," Yaams spoke.

Yaams then explained the situation.

"I guess, but I'll only accept those conditions on my terms, understood?!" Kiny asked.

"And what, exactly will those terms be?" Dobe asked, still pointing the gun towards the invader, as well as his comrade.

"I need to be in charge of your strength and power. I need to be the one to lead these ranks and helm these soldiers to levels beyond capacity. Especially since, unlike you, I know what Frieza's forces are like, the abilities they possess, what it takes to beat them." Kiny urged.

"Now, please explain to me, why, out of all people, we should put you in charge of our planet's defenses, you just tried to murder our king. Unlike you vile creatures, we fight with honor, dignity and respect. We show mercy and compassion, and our militia might is already amongst the best on this part of the galaxy. " Ebon asked, still wrapped around Kiny.

"How the hell can you claim just how well you stack I can damn near guarantee that almost none of you have ever been off of this planet to see what the rest of the universe has to offer. My dear Yaams has already explained why it's a necessity. Even if the merciless onslaught we just displayed leads you to believe that we are enemies, Frieza forces will come after us all, since the command was theirs from the start, and we need all the help we can get against them, so it'd be downright moronic of use to refuse me this, don't you think? What's the saying, oh yeah, that right. 'The Enemy of your Enemy is your friend' correct? By that logic since Frieza's forces is a common enemy, that makes us allies, correct?" Kiny asked?

"Well, Ebon, you know, in a way, Kiny is being honest, your forces will be completely massacred by Frieza's if you refuse our help?" Yaams added.

"I don't like it, but it's not my call to make anyway, King Myand'r, your call," Ebon shouted over to his king, refusing to release Kiny from his death grip. "D-d-don't let t-that Saiyan sadistic nature fool you, Ebon. They spared us, t...there is truly good in them...I doubt...they would back-stab us... after taking the time to explain their crisis story, so that what they say...a... about this Frieza fellow... and his forces... being that ...p-powerful...must indeed...have some truth to we'll comply." King Myandr said, immediately passing out.

"Very well then, I suppose I could give you two the tour of the planet. Dobe get the king to the healing chamber at once!" Ebon commanded, releasing Kiny and moving right along.

"Sir yes, sir!" Dobe assured, securing his weapon and picking up his king and heading to the races all with lightning speed.

"Woah, he's fast," Yaams said, as he raced past her.

"Oh yeah, that's right, I never explained why the three of us were chosen as the royal guards. As I said earlier don't let the fact that we prefer peace deter you from noticing that we are a warrior race ourselves. Trained in specialized combat, Dobe's specialty, as you can see is speed, Jerd's is chi manipulation, and mine, well, as you can tell from the death-lock grip I had you in, is physical strength. Most elite on the planet in our specialized abilities. So, it wouldn't be wise to try us a second time. The only true reason your advantage existed in the first place, is because we were caught off guard." Ebon explained.

"This is your area. This is where you will be in control! Just like how kings have their kingdom, this base is yours. But remember, don't pull anything, I'm watching." Ebon reminded them, before showing them the way to the military base.

"I wouldn't want it any other way." Kiny grinned.

"Attention citizens of Tamaran, we have new guests, Kiny and Yaams, greet them with kindness, our king and queen have made their acquaintance. Kiny is an extremely strong warrior, but I've gotten accustomed to him, and he will be the new Tamarainian Army General. As for his wife, Yaams, she will be the bodyguard and close friend to your queen, that it all."Ebon announced.

While King Myand'r and Queen Luand'r were in the healing chambers, Dobe and Jerd guarded them.

Meanwhile, Kiny, Yaams, and Ebon discussed among themselves.

"So where will we stay?" Yaams asked.

"Oh, your living quarters, right. The royal family has suggested you stay with them, they have ample room." Ebon remembered.

"However please give us a few hours and explore a bit, we need to fix the damage to the palace from our battle," Ebon informed.

"Very well, let's head back to the military base, Yaams," Kiny instructed.

"Sure thing," Yaams said. The couple then took flight. When they arrived, it was deserted, not a soul in sight. Kiny searched around for the general's quarters. Suddenly, he was attacked by a giant Tamaranian man.

"Who the hell are you? And why are you attacking me? Do you want to die?" Kiny asked, turning around to see the man, who orange like the rest of the Tamaranians, but unusually tall, even for the people of Tamaran, and his muscle bulk was intense, extremely broad shoulders, he wore no shirt, and he had stripes that resembled that of a tiger across his entire body.

"Kill me. I highly doubt you would do that. Not that I'm doubting your capabilities, unlike the rest of my people, I've exploited the galaxy, I've encountered Saiyans before, I know how sadistic, cruel, merciless, and unforgiving you can be. I'm just positive you won't get away with it, considering how your the king's pet now. I've even had a run-in with Lord Cooler's band of misfits. They call themselves his Armored Squadron." the man spoke

"L-Lord Cooler?! Lord's Frieza's older brother?! His armored squadron huh, well that's none of my concern at the moment, Lord Cooler usually stays out of his baby brother's affairs. Anyway, I'm no one's dog, normally, that statement alone would get you killed. but you're right, now that I've been warmly welcomed into such a peaceful society, it would be wrong for me to just oft you and ruin our truce so immediately after it has been agreed upon. However, I'll ask you this last time, if you don't answer, though you may not die, you're going to wish you had." Kiny threatened.

"I am the great Tamarainian soldier Zodo, I have the strength of a tiger, and the ability to grow claws and fangs like one as well whenever I please. I was merely upset you upstaged me and your only a newcomer here, I was Tamaran's initial Military General." the man explained.

"Well, I'll tell you what, Zodo, how about you leave me and partner alone here for now, and I'll make you my highest ranking Lieutenant, so you don't lose the entirety of your status, do we have ourselves a deal?" Kiny offered.

"Very well," Zodo replied. He then climbed out of the open window.

"Well the door was right there, but okay," Yaams said.

"Is it time?" Yaams asked.

"If you can politely close that window then it would be," Kiny said, a wide smirk forming across his face. Yaams shut the window, and the two got intimate.


"Kiny sir, the room is prepared for you and your mate, right this way," said Jerd, as the couple descended in front of the Royal Palace. The Royal guard then proceeded to lead the two their room. The room itself was utterly massive. It featured a raised golden ceiling, with a crystal chandelier, as well as golden walls and a king-sized bed which had a golden frame, and silk sheets, covers, and pillows.

"Wow, this place is amazing, they've outdone themselves, I'm amazed," said Yaams, as she flew over and plopped on the bed.

"I'll admit, this is rather impressive, perhaps we might enjoy our stay," Kiny added, grinning.

"Well yes, I mean the king and queen had to make sure you were comfortable of course, considering you are now our guests of honor," Jerd informed.

"That will be all, however, your services are no longer required as of the moment. Please dismiss yourself from my presence at one." Kiny ordered.

"Why you ungrateful little..." Jerd muttered.

"What was that?!" Kiny questioned, raising his hand towards Jerd, before beginning to formulate an energy sphere.

"Nothing sir, nothing at all. I was just leaving!" Jerd exclaimed, sweating nervously, fearing for his life.

"Ok, that's what I thought. I've developed quite the new technique, I'd plan on saving it for battle, but if I have to dispose of disrespectful weaklings, best believe I will. So I recommend you don't piss me off, got it?" Kiny asked, reabsorbing the energy and lowering his arm.

"Understood, loud and clear, sir," Jerd said as he raced off. Kiny then closed the door, before turning to his mate, all the while his grin remained intact.

"Privacy at last, hmm?!! Intimidation leads to intimacy at its finest", Yaams said seductively as Kiny jumped in the bed next to her.


The next day, upon stepping outside, Kiny was ambushed. A sneak attack from Zodo had Kiny in a chokehold from the moment he stepped foot outside the palace.

"Did you think I would give up my position without a fight?! " Zodo asked rhetorically.

"You're probably going to blow me to smithereens for this assault, considering you brought the king to his knees with relative ease, but I'm not as forgiving as his majesty. I'm not willing to just stand idly and become your pet after you attacked our home, and usurped my position, I have too much Tamaranian honor for that." Zodo continued.

Just then, Kiny flipped Zodo over his head, grabbed him by the pressure point in his wrist with one him, and charged up some massive ki in his other and aimed it at Zodo's face.

"Ok, Zodo, let me make something very, very clear to you. I don't like you. You don't like me. Now, I could kill you right now, but I'm pretty sure that would void our alliance now wouldn't it? I'll let you in on a little secret. One that I haven't told the king, or even my wife yet. Though we didn't know for sure, exactly, King Vegeta knew that Frieza was plotting something. There were rumors of Frieza's fear of the Super Saiyan legend. The fact that we get stronger after every battle made him terrified, that soon one day, from amongst us, one would rise to utterly decimate him, and either seize or completely eradicate his forces. As for us Saiyans, it probably would have been the latter, as we like to get our hands dirty ourselves rather than have others do our bidding. Battles excite us more than anything, it makes a Saiyan's heart rate increase fivefold. Our blood boils uncontrollably when preparing for a fight. So, because King Vegeta knew that our race had the potential to overthrow Frieza, he started a resistance. Now, he couldn't leave the planet himself because that would have been a highly suspicious red flag to Frieza and his subordinates. So, he secretly gathered a group of us, sixteen to be exact, of elite warriors, my wife and I included, and sent us out. He said in case Frieza destroys our planet, which ultimately did wound up happening, he wouldn't eliminate us. He split us into two factions, one to eradicate races and turn their planets into training bases and check-in stations, and the others were to make allies with strong people. Eight male Saiyans, including myself, as well as his son, Prince Vegeta, and the two he's traveling with, Nappa and Raditz, and eight females Saiyans, including my wife Yaams, so we could reproduce. If our battle is with Frieza's forces, that would be a relief. Because from all my intel, Lord Cooler, Frieza's older brother, is more powerful, though I was told he could be a lot more gentle at times than Frieza, he's every bit as sadistic.

Inside The PalaceEdit

Yaams and Queen Luand'r were walking into the throne room together.

"So, Yaams, since we're going to be well acquainted, I, as your queen, demand honesty. Your attacks, were they strictly orders, or?" The Queen asked.

"That's funny, cause I could have sworn that my husband and I have already shown you, we don't take kindly to commands. So, queen, or not, watch your tone when you speak to me, and know your place!" Yaams said raising her voice as she grabbed the queen by her collar to remind her of the power difference between the both of them. Then Yaams released her.

"You're right, my sincerest apologies, where are my royal host manners? Not very ladylike of me at all. Where is my tact? Indeed that was certainly rude." Luand'r said, dusting herself off.

"Well, I don't necessarily blame you. Being royalty does give you the kind of authority in typical situations. Layman normally can' t afford those same luxuries, fortunately, my husband and I hail from the ultimate warrior race, and though the strength of your race is commendable, it still falters immensely when compared to that of the Saiyans, so don't push your luck, queen." Yaams warned as they continued to walk down the hall. Yaams slowed up so that Luand'r could take the lead. they then arrived at a gold door, and Luand'r opened it and extended one arm as a courtesy to her guest to enter first, which Yaams didn't think much of and did. Yaams were impressed by the spacious white sofa with the golden trim.

"Please, sit," Luand'r notioned, trying hard to not sound too commanding.

"Don't mind if I do," Yaams responded with a grin as she looked toward Luand'r, and then sat on the sofa.

"Wow, this sofa's amazing. Feels so soft, even comfier than it looks!" Yaams exclaimed in awe to Luand'r as she sat down beside her.

"What you said, earlier isn't necessarily true. Yeah, we're royalty, but we don't try to flex our authority. We always try to do right by our people. We are for Tamaron. We are for the people that live here." Luand'r explained.

"Of course, the typical cliche, 'We're for the people' it's so obsolete. Why do you royals use as though anyone not in your aristocratic circle would be immediately snowed and charmed? If you were truly for the people, then where is decorum, hmm? Where is the democracy, the right for the people to vote, and elect those whom they want in charge? Oh yeah, that's right it's an absentee factor. Why? Because it's a lineage thing, the next one in the line of royals is elected along with their ceremonious union. Sounds more like a peaceful dictatorship to me than anything else, if I'm being honest." Yaams elaborated.

"Uum...well..." Luand'r stammered, at a loss for words considering the realism in the words her Saiyan accomplice just spoke. The two of them, and the room, just went silent for about several moments, as Luand'r had to contemplate what had just been said to her. Then, finally, Yaams spoke again.

"Well, since you've been such a gracious host, *Yaams, winked at Luand'r* I'll humor you a bit. You asked earlier if our assault was a coordinated order, indeed it was. A command from our king, he knew we would face resistance. There are not many things us Saiyans can say of good about King Vegeta, but at the very least, he was devoted, loyal, and intuitive. He had a very harsh rule, and he led with brutish displays of strength, he flexed his authority and power any chance he got, and he demolished those who disobeyed him. That, though, is the way of the Saiyan king, well, at least it was before our entire race just seemingly got eradicated. Now, there's a vacuum amongst us that remain. Prince Vegeta, off-world at the time of its' destruction, I'm certain he doesn't know the circumstances behind our planet's demise. Us Saiyans we are savages. We are vicious beasts, who, we see blood, regardless or not if it's ours or our opponents, we crave for more, like an addict. A battle addict. We're bullies by nature, we attack others, even if they rather not fight, to prove a point and express our dominance. We're monsters, killers, or whatever you want to call it, just know, we're not good people." Yaams exposited.

"Then why join us. Why ally yourselves with grace and peace. The warrior types your race is, normally assumes peace and love are weak, correct?" The queen asked.

"Well, we see potential in you. We won't, well at least not me at least, can't vouch for my husband so much in this regard, won't try to make you guys merciless. Mercy can be a wonderful thing. When shown mercy, the one who is pitied will either be forever indebted or forever motivated to keep building their strength for a new vendetta. As for allying ourselves with the likes of you, the saying is 'The enemy of your enemy is your friend'. An order by King Vegeta, but against Frieza. Frieza's forces will come, and they won't just kill my husband and me, but this entire planet will be obliterated from existence. They have power, his soldiers, and I don't just mean in numbers, though they have that advantage over us as well. So for the sake and survival of both our races, we must fight together if we stand a chance." Yaams replied.

Just then, the orange-skinned queen pressed a button on her watch.

"Dobe, please bring Yaams and me some drinks in the lounge, please." ordered the queen.

"Yes, madame, I'll be there shortly." The royal guard responded over the watch.

"Drinks, like wine?" Yaams asked curiously.

"Precisely." The queen responded.

"For such a prestigious and courteous warrior race like yourselves, I'm in shock. For a warrior, alcohol is less than ideal." Yaams informed.

"We're fully aware, that's why it's non-alcoholic, straight from concentrated Tamaraininan grapes. The best on this side of the galaxy." The Queen replied.

Just then, the royal guard Dobe entered the room, with the drinks in hand.

"Here you go, madame, the two drinks, just as you've requested." said The Royal Guard as he handed the queen both drinks.

"Thank you, Dobe. Oh and, how is my husband, has his wounds healed? Has he regained consciousness after that ferocious battle?" The Queen questioned, genuinely concerned for her mate's well-being.

"Well, he's still in the healing chamber, he hasn't awoken just yet, but his recovery is going quite well, both Jerd and Sir Ebon are guarding him 24/7 until he awakes," Dobe reported.

"And what of my husband, do you know anything about his whereabouts?" Yaams asked, wondering if her husband had started any more trouble.

"Lady Yaams, Correct? Yes, Sir Kiny was seen with Genera---- I mean Lieutenant Zoto outside the palace, on their way to a training session of sorts." Dobe confirmed.

"Will that be all my queen?" Dobe asked.

"Yes, Thank you, you're dismissed Dobe." The queen responded Dobe bowed toward his queen and nodded his head towards Yaams, before departing the room. Once the two ladies were alone again, Yaams spoke up.

"Oh, and Luand'r?" Yaams said.

"Yes?" Luand'r said.

"You were wrong," Yaams exclaimed.

"About?" Luand'r asked, curiously, thinking that the Saiyan woman might have been referring to the royal status dispute from earlier.

"About peace and love, yes, most warrior races, especially ones like mine, do tend to believe those qualities make one weak, but I can't agree with that stance. I was weak until Kiny found me, he taught me strength, how to be strong, and stand up for myself, and he protected me, our love made us both stronger. Strength in numbers means, stronger together. Just as you love your king, Kiny is the one I love" Yaams explained.

"Since we're airing our dirty laundry, how about those tails of yours, seems pretty safeguarded considering they're always wrapped around your waists like that." Luand'r inquired, her eyes motioning towards the rather odd extremity.

"Well, for starters, only the elite have them wrapped around our waists. These tails are a Saiyans source of pride. Traits every Saiyan shares at birth. They amplify our strength tenfold." Yaams begin to explain before being interrupted by a little Tamaranian girl bursting in the room and running to Luand'r's side.

"Mommy, I'm hungry," said the young girl with long orange-reddish hair, typical of Tamaran's people. 'The girl couldn't have been much older than three years old', thought Yaams.

"There, there Kori. Mommy will be in there in a second, go play with uncle Dobe.

"Ok," the young girl said cheerfully before running off.

"Mommy, eh, so you're a mother hmm?" Yaams playfully teased.

"Yeah, kids, they bring out the best in you." Luand'r responded with a soft smile.

"Is she you're only one or?" Yaams asked.

"No, she's the king's and myself's second daughter. Our first one was abducted by our native enemies, The Citadel." Luand'r informed her, her whole expression quickly changing to grim.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Yaams was cut off.

"It's fine. The people try to forget we had another daughter and Myaand'r doesn't speak of her, but that's still our daughter, and I still love her. I have hope she's still alive, and that one day she'll find her way back to us. I think about her every day She was only two years older than Koriand'r, her name is Komand'r." Luand'r reflected, expressing her thoughts.

"Yeah, that a mother's worse feeling to not be with their child," Yaams responded.

"You speak as though you have some experience, do you have kids yourself?" Luand'r asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, not as of yet, but I have one bun in the oven, didn't think I would get to raise em on Planet Vegeta, but with the recent circumstances," Yaams said.

"Then, I propose a toast; to motherhood, new beginnings, new friends, and love." The queen proposed, raising her glass.

"To motherhood," Yaams complied, raising her glass to touch it with the queen's own.

"So if you don't mind me asking, what happened. With Komand'r?" Yaams questioned.

"Well, we named her Komand'r because she was meant to be our new leader, heir to the throne, but on the day I had her The Citadel attacked. They slaughtered quite a few of us, and because of that wretched event that transpired, they always connected my daughter to those terrible events. We realized that upon birth Komi had a birth defect. Her skin was much more pale compared to the average Tamaranian, and her hair was black and instead of the Tamaran orange or red. Once she aged to toddler years of 3 and Kori was 1, we realized that unlike most Tamaranians she couldn't fly because she couldn't summon the ultraviolet lights. So, my husband, who were hearing the constant grievances of the people of Tamaran, brought to my attention, that to keep the integrity of our people, Komi should be denied her birthright and it should be given to Kori instead, because as you saw, The King and Queen are supposed to be right on the frontlines with our forces, battling it out, but without her natural Tamaranian gifts, Komi couldn't do that. So, Myand'r started spending more time with Kori, teaching her how to use and harness the power, and Komi resented that so much. I tried to make up for that by trying to spend as much quality time with her as possible, but nothing can replace a father's love I guess. She constantly scorned her sister with pure signs of disdain and even outright showed hatred towards us, and, amongst everyone else of Tamaron, they never treated her well. Always like she was a misfit, an outcast. Everyone except Ebon and Zoto, those two showered her with affection. A few months ago, however, after Kori just turned three, and Komi was 5, The Citadel struck again. We were able to hold them off and keep the body count to a minimum, but they took Kori." Luand'r elaborated, recalling and reflecting on the tragic events.


The next day in the healing chamber. Myaand'r is still hooked up inside the machine, but he has now awoken. His eyes are now open, his wounds from the encounter with Kiny all healed. He's still floating in the rejuvenating liquid inside the tank. He knocks on the glass to alert Ebon and Jerd who have their backs turned while standing guard to let them know he's conscious now. They both turn with shock.

"King Myand'r! You're awake. Jerd free him immediately, I'll go retrieve his clothes." Ebon ordered.

"Sir yes sir," Jerd said, as Ebon left to retrieve the king's clothes. Jerd right away turned off the liquid, gently pulled out the tubes, and press the button to open the tank from both the top and back.

"Your majesty, how do you feel? Have you regained your strength?" Jerd asked, bowing his head as to not view the king's indiscretions. Just then Ebon came back with the king's robe and the rest of his usual wardrobe in hand.

"Here you go my king," said Ebon as he handed the king his clothes then bowed in the same position as Jerd.

"Yes, I greatly appreciate the two of you making sure things were under control, while I recovered. Now, let me go visit my family," said Myaand'r.

Myaand'r stepped out the room, now fully clothed, ready to see his family. He proceeded down the elongated hallway alone, not accompanied by his two royal guards. He continued until he heard a faint sound of laughter. His movement slowed as the sound of the laughter got ever closer. When he could hear it clearly, he was at a door. He opened the door to see his daughter Koriand'r playing in the ball pit, with royal guard Dobe, watching her and smiling. Dobe hadn't even taken notice of the king standing in the doorway, but Koriand'r certainly did. She immediately jumped out of the ball pit to hug her father.

"Daddy, I missed you, are you ok? Feeling better?" Kori screamed, elated to see her father.

"Yes, daddy was just resting, had a long day at work," the king responded, hugging his daughter back with one hand and nestling her hair with the other. Dobe turned to see his king, and Myand'r responded with a silent thumbs-up, as a 'thank you for watching over them'.

"No, let's grab a bite to eat. Come along, Dobe, you've earned it, I know Kori is a lot to handle at times, so I applaud you." Myaand'r said to both his daughter and royal guard.

"It was not a bother at all sir. Really, it was nothing. Watching over your family is indeed an honor." Dobe responded with a genuine smile and a hand behind his head. The three of them then went to the room where Luand'r and Yaams were.

When the door opened, Luand'r, who was still positioned on the sofa, immediately jumped up to embrace her husband.

"Myaand'r, how are you, my king? Your wounds and all?" Luand'r asked through the tight hug she was giving him, as she was tearing up.

"I'm well, my queen." Myaand'r responded with a smile, as he returned the embrace.

"Yaams, right? We're hosting a royal dinner tonight, exclusive for my family and the Royal Guards, we extend our invitation to you and your husband as our guests of honor, please inform him." The king requested.

"We'll be there, thank you," Yaams said.

We now flash to a training room on the far end of Tamaran, with Kiny, Zoto, and some soldiers.

Kiny is engaging with three soldiers at a time, as Zoto watches, mystified by the Saiyan's strength. Kiny grabs one of the soldiers and slams him into the other, which results in the two of them flying backward. The third one tries to sneak up behind him, but he grabs him by his neck and slams him into the ground beneath his feet. He then charges ki in his left hands and prepares to finish the soldier.

"STOP! That's enough, I think they get the point, you're incredibly strong, you don't have to kill them," Zoto objected.

"No, the point is to train how you fight and fight how you train, as if your life depends on it, because the reality is, in the long term, it does. And warriors are forged under duress." Kiny voiced his point, canceling the ki blast. Zoto couldn't do anything but shake his head in horror. The training session continued for an hour at this rate, before Yaams came, embracing her husband.

"Kiny, my love, and Zoto right? The King has invited us to a royal feast tonight." Yaams informed the two. Zoto just nodded and left.

"The king's awoken then I see, good, cause I would love to have a word with his majesty," Kiny responded sinisterly as he smirked and returned his wife's embrace. The couple got cleaned up, swapping their regular garments for some of Tamaran's soldiers' formal attire, before returning to the palace, where they were met by Ebon at the door.

"Greetings, sir Kiny and madame Yaams, right this way, please," Ebon said, showing them the way. He was also dressed formally. The same room where Yaams and Luand'r had their conversation earlier in the day, was now fixed to a dining room set. The white sofa they had sat on Earlier was separated into three chairs and raised at a matching table, with Myaand'r, Luand'r, and Koriand'r in them. Around the table were other matching chairs, with Jerd, Dobe, and Zoto in them. There were three empty ones, for Ebon, Yaams, and Kiny. The three of them sat. The platters were all in front of them, gourmet tentacles and lobster tails, crab legs, shrimp cocktail, and every five-star seafood dish imaginable.

"Glad you two could join us," the king said, breaking the silence.

"What a pleasure," Kiny responded with a smirk.

As everyone began to feast, there was shock at the rate the Saiyans were consuming food.

"Now, that's a warrior's appetite." Jerd joked, trying to lighten the mood. Everyone laughed and chuckled, including the Saiyans, before Yaams, put her platter down.

"So, how are the two of you enjoying Tamaran?" The king asked. Kiny licked his plate clean and then set it back on the table.

"Splendid, you people sure know how to throw a party," Kiny responded with a twinge in his voice.

"How has the training been coming along?" The King asked.

"Progress, Zoto, and I have had our differences. He doesn't seem to appreciate my methods." Kiny said slyly, glancing over at Zoto.

"He's right, your majesty. I indeed have had my objections. His methods seem kind of brutal, cruel, and inhumane at times." Zoto spoke.

"Understandable, and though I wouldn't necessarily agree with them myself, for the time being, we must abide, they know more about this Frieza fellow than any of the rest of us do at the moment. Which brings me to my next point. You Saiyans love to use brute force from all the intel I've gathered, not much of the strategist types, seemingly more comfortable ad-libbing most of the time. Then just what is it about this Frieza fellow that has you so mortified to change up what has always known to work?" Myaand'r slightly interrogated.

"You just wouldn't get. Frieza and Cooler, they're a family of monsters. It makes us Saiyans look like cannon fodder. You don't want to get tangled up in their crosshairs. They control whole sections of the galaxy. You can't do that without immense power." Kiny explained, with absolute terror in his voice.

"Well, this section the universe is run by The Citadel, except Tamaron, that's why we're a constant target of theirs." Myaand'r responded.

"Oh, Queen Luand'r you mentioned The Citadel to me earlier, who exactly are they?" Yaams asked.

"Well, The Citadel, they crave universal domination. This entire section of the galaxy belongs to them, save Tamaron. That's why we're constantly at war with them. If they win, their mission will be complete. They tried being diplomatic and negotiating with us, they've tried terror, they've even tried just entirely eradicating us, but Tamaran and its people are far too powerful for that. So that's why they took Komi. Their next attack is to destroy us from the inside, divide and conquer, that's why them taking the first-born princess of the royal family, the strongest on the planet, they made the Tamaranian people cast their doubts about us, as it has surely weakened our ability to lead, but that's also why I have hope. That my baby is still alive. They wouldn't kill her, they need her for bait." Luand'r exclaimed. Dobe then got up without a word and whispered to Kori. Kori then got up and the two of them left.

"I appreciate how Dobe always looks out for Kori, she misses her sister bad, this conversation was getting too hard for her to hear." Myand'r noted.

"I promise, on my honor and pride as a Saiyan, we will get your daughter back." Yaams guaranteed. Kiny scolded her.

"Forgive my wife, she gets too sentimental at times, especially when children are involved, probably because of the one we'll soon have," Kiny mentioned.

"Congratulations," said Jerd and Ebon in unison. Zoto just nodded his approval.

"We have another on the way ourselves, right my queen?" Myand'r mentioned.

"Certainly, though you're probably much more ahead than us, we're only a month in." Luand'r confirmed.

"Oh, well you certainly didn't mention that when we spoke earlier, we're nine months in," Yaams said.

"Anyway, as I was saying, as much as we would love to help you with your Citadel problem and rescuing your little girl. Frieza and Cooler's forces impending assault takes precedence, that's the more pressing issue at hand for the moment." Kiny implied.

"So, even after you attacked us, we've agreed to work with you, We welcomed you into our home, my daughter's abduction by a threat who could pose just as much a problem as the one you mentioned, is of no concern of yours?" Myand'r asked, standing up, pressing his hands against the table, clearly beginning to get annoyed.

"Must I remind you once more, your majesty. Frieza and Cooler are not just after us, they'll slaughter the lot of us. And then you could wish Tamaron goodbye. So, it's either your daughter or your planet. Your call!" Kiny screamed, also getting up frustrated, with his forehead against the king. Zoto, Jerd, and Ebon, all then stood up. Jerd grabbed the king while Ebon and Zoto grabbed Kiny.

"Kiny, by order of the Royal Guard, we command you to stand down," Ebon ordered.

"Don't worry fellas, I got this, I'll knock some sense into him. Let me make one thing straight, Kiny. These people, though you'd hate to admit it, are our family and friends now. This planet, Tamaron, though it wasn't intended, this is our new home. Planet Vegeta is gone. So, what matters to them, matters to us." Yaams explained, calming her husband down so he would sit back down in his seat. The royal guards Ebon and Zoto both sat back down as well. Kiny began to cry.

"That's even more of the reason why what I'm saying is reasonable. We've already lost one home planet, our entire race, wiped from existence, all by the hands of Frieza. I refuse to let history repeat itself." Kiny yelled, slamming the table with his fists, demolishing it. He got up and walked out. Yaams got up and chased after him. The king, still standing himself with Jerd at his side, was crying himself, silently.

"My king, are you alright?" Jerd asked.

"I could be better. Everyone dismissed, Jerd, Ebon, Zoto, thank you, but I need a moment alone with my wife." Myand'r ordered. The three guards obeyed and left.

"Myand'r, I never knew you cared that deeply about Komand'r." Luand'r said in shock.

"Of course, she's our daughter. I felt disappointed that she couldn't properly inherit the throne, but I never meant to shun her or shut her out. I never meant to make her jealous with Kori. I still love and miss her a great deal." Myand'r responded, still crying.

"There there, my king. This too will come to pass." Luand'r comforted. The two then walked out the room together, and to the bedroom of their daughter to check on her. When they got to her doorway, they slowly opened the door, trying not to make too much noise in case she was already sleeping. Upon opening it, they saw Dobe, tucking a sleeping Kori in and returning a book to her bookshelf.

"Honey, go to the room, I'll join you surely, I need a word with Dobe," The king whispered.

"As you wish my love, I'll be waiting for you." Luand'r whispered before scurrying off to their room as commanded.

"Dobe, thank you, again, for everything you do for Kori and everything you used to do for Komi. Highly appreciated, can never show you enough gratitude." Myand'r said, still with tears in his eyes.

"Your majesty, it is an honor. Jerd filled me in on the dinner. I will make sure that Saiyan keeps her promise. We will get Komand'r back safe and sound. I swear, by my Tamaranian honor. Now, go rest up. Regain your strength, you never know what battles tomorrow is brewing." The king nodded and left after kissing Kori's forehead. Dobe then looked at Kori.

"Sweet dreams, princess," Dobe said in a hushed tone, before gently closing the door as he left.

Kori opened one of her eyes to make sure everyone had left. Then she stared the empty bed across the room where her sister used to sleep, and she began crying silently.

"I miss big sister," she cried to herself.

Meanwhile, back with the Saiyans, they were back in their room, inside the palace, as they did not feel like returning to their military base room at the moment. In the bed, Kiny didn't speak the rest of the night, he cried himself to sleep. While Yaams slept worryingly thinking about him. They were sleeping in the same bed but opposite directions, as Kiny didn't want to cuddle tonight. In Kiny's position, he was faced directly towards the window, while Yaams was faced toward the wall. At 11:00 pm Kiny's eyes shot opened and he saw a giant red full moon out the window. He began to transform. The bed underneath was crushed, as Yaams awoke as she felt something furry rub against her back. She quickly turned to see what was happening. Her husband was transforming into a great ape. He turned into a giant ape and crushed the entire left side of the royal palace in the midst of transforming. He started losing control and striking down buildings, he awoke the entire planet. Tamaranians in nearby quarters all came out to bear witness to the destruction. Yaams flew up next to him and tried to reason with him.

"What the hell, Kiny, you're not supposed to be losing control. We're elite Saiyan warriors, only the low-class lose control when they transform!" She yelled but her pleas fell on death's ear. Just then, Myand'r, as well as Zoto, Jerd, and Ebon all arose from the palace, as Dobe and Luand'r rushed to assure that Kori was safe.

"What the hell is this beast? Strike him down, men!" The king ordered as they all prepared their ultraviolet rays in both hands.

"Wait, stop!" Yaams screamed.

"It's Kiny, he's lost control, I'll handle it," Yaams yelled.

"Yaams, what the hell is the meaning of this?!" The King yelled back, demanding answers. All their guards were still prepared to fire, but Myaand'r lowered his.

"I'll explain everything, but let's take care of this first. She flew underneath the rampaging Kiny.

"Ok, boys, fire!" She screamed at the top of her lungs so that the guards could attack. All the guards fired their rays and blasts with all their combined power at the two Saiyans, and Yaams quickly flew Kiny extremely up in the air, above it all. The blasts then hit and destroyed the moon, returning Kiny to normal. As an unconscious and indecent Kiny reverted to normal in his wife's arms, Yaams screamed.

"Forgive me people of Tamaran." She yelled.

"But it was either, destroying the moon, or continue to let my husband rampage," she bargained.

"You destroyed our moon!" One Tamaranian citizen yelled from below.

"I knew you two were no good!" Another shouted.

"Can't be trusted!" Another bellowed.

"ENOUGH!" The king yelled, quieting the ruckus.

"This is my responsibility, I get the blame, the rest of you, return to your slumber." Myaand'r ordered. Everyone went back inside. Myand'r, Ebon, and Zoto flew down to Yaams, who was still holding the unconscious and indecent Kiny, while Jerd flew to the civilians to calm their nerves.

"Yaams, what the hell is the meaning of this? All this talk about protecting his new home and not letting get destroyed twice, you'd two better have a good reason for destroying our moon." Myaand'r beckoned.

"Well, can we put him in the healing chamber, and I'll explain everything. " She requested.

"Fine, Zoto, Ebon, take Kiny to the healing quarters, and stay guard until he awakes." The King commanded.

"But sir, with all due respect," Zoto started to object.

"King's orders," Myand'r said sternly.

"Sir yes sir," both royal guards responded in unison before Ebon grabbed Kiny's body from Yaams and flew off with Zoto. Myaand'r and Yaams went back into the palace.

"I'm sorry about your palace, please forgive my husband." Yaams pleaded.

"The Royal Palace is easily repaired, I want to know what the hell was that transformed Kiny into that beast. Start explaining now." Myand'r ordered as the two approached the dining room where they were eating earlier. Upon arriving, sitting on the once again connected sofa was Queen Luand'r, and Royal Guards Dobe and Jerd.

"Ok, I'll explain everything now," Yaams said, as she and the king both sat on adjacent chairs.

"By no means was it intentional, I swear. I mentioned to the queen earlier that our tails give us strength and because of that, they serve as our main source of pride, coupled with the full moon it amplifies our power tenfold with that transformation. That's how we're able to eradicate planets so easily. Us elites can normally control it, but I guess the blutz wave from Tamaron's red moon was just that much more powerful.

"Ahh, I see, that's why it had to be destroyed, you could have transformed as well and it would have spelled certain doom for all of us." Myaand'r responded calming himself and easing the nerves of the others.

"Especially considering, unlike most other planets, we don't have a crescent lunar cycle. We only have one giant full moon all year round." The Queen interjected.

"Indeed," Yaams nodded in agreeance.

"Very well all is forgiven, Jerd, Dobe, the two of you are dismissed." The King ordered. Dobe got up and left, while Jerd started reconstructing the demolished table from earlier.

"Well, at least, on the bright side, when Kiny recovers, he'll be much, much stronger, much more prepared for the impending war," Yaams added.

"Let's get some rest everyone." The king ordered. Everyone left the room, Jerd having finished reconstructing the demolished dining table, left as well.

In, the morning, approximately around 9 AM, Zoto, who was slouched outside the healing tank that contained Kiny, next to the equally unconscious Ebon, awoke. He called on his watch for Jerd.

"Jerd, this is General Zoto, come relieve me in the healing chamber immediately, with this Saiyan out of commission at least for the day, I'm temporarily taking back control of our militia forces. I'm going to remind Tamaron what it means to have honor and grace, even when at war." Zoto ordered.

"Sir, yes, sir! I'll be there shortly." Jerd reported. A few minutes later, Jerd arrived to relieve Zoto, then Zoto was off, just as Ebon began to awake.

Zoto's return to the militia base received an intensely warm welcome. There was a horde of soldiers who all showered him with hugs and welcome backs.

"At ease, soldiers." He commanded. All of the soldiers put their hands behind their backs and backed off.

"Our militia, our system, as you know, has been compromised. This Saiyan, he's ruthless, cruel, sadistic when it comes to war. We need to show him that winning a fight takes more than pure brutish strength." Zoto stated.

"Sir, yes sir!" They all responded in unison.

"Colonel Yukei, please step forward," Zoto ordered. Now, most Tamaranian's were tall the average height is about 6'7, but Zoto and the one he just ordered to step forward transcended even that, standing at 6'10 and 6'9, respectively. All known Tamaranians had orange or red hair, with orange-tinted skin, Komiand'r being the lone exception. Yukei stepped forward gorgeous young member one inch shorter than Zoto, she kissed him on the cheek.

"Yes, my husband?" Colonel Yukei asked.

"Strike me, honey," Zoto ordered his wife.

"My pleasure, darling" Yukei responded, without hesitation thrusting her long leg to kick her husband in the cheek. Her swift actions were thrown off by Zoto's even niftier reaction, grabbing her foot and sending her flying back. She was a colonel because she was extremely fast and nimble. He was a captain because he was even faster with more grace.

She threw a barrage of kicks and punches at him, he blocked them all, except for one kick that connected to his face and scratched him.

"Ok, you've been training,' he taunts.

"I mean, having you here and at home certainly doesn't make things any easier," she remarked. Just then, she kicked an afterimage of her husband, as the real Zoto appeared in front of her and gave her a good gut shot. She coughed up blood, looked up at him, and smiled, before collapsing.

"And that, soldiers, is grace," Zoto said, helping Yukei up back to her feet.

Meanwhile, back in the palace, the time is now 11 am. Yaams is walking out to greet Queen Luand'r and Royal Guard Dobe, both of whom are at the bedside of Koriand'r who has just awoken.

"Good morning, Queen Luand'r, Royal Guard Dobe, and Princess Koriand'r," said Yaams at the door as she walked in.

"UghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhAUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG," Yaams screamed in agony, collapsing on the floor before anyone had a chance to respond.

"What the heck?" Dobe said confused.

Queen Luand'r, who already knew what was happening, remained calm and collected.

"Dobe, go tell Ebon to wake Kiny, immediately.

"Madame, with all due respect, his wounds are nowhere near completely healed yet. Dobe replied.

"Queen's orders." Luand'r responded while remaining level headed, rushing over to Yaams, putting one hand on her back and one under her right leg.

Dobe ran rushing to the healing quarters.

"Sir Ebon, Jerd, awake sir Kiny this instance," Dobe ordered.

"Dobe, what are you talking about, he's nowhere near close to healed," Ebon responded.

"Queen's orders, she said hurry, immediately, get him dressed and into Princess Koriand'r room in an instance.

"I don't understand, but as you wish my queen, Jerd and Dobe, bring his clothes," Ebon ordered, as he turned the switch off, and opened it. Kiny, who wasn't healed all the way and was not conscious, fell, but Ebon caught him, woke him, and told him to remain calm. Dobe came back with his Battle armor, and Jerd came with casual attire. Kiny grabbed both, put them both on, then quickly followed Ebon to Koriand'r's room. Upon arriving, he saw his wife, Yaams, holding a baby boy.

"What's the meaning of disturbing my medicated slumber before it's completion!" Kiny yelled.

"Kiny, the queen thought you would want to witness, your son being born, and having the first opportunity to see him," Yaams responded handing her newborn to his father. Kiny's whole expression changed.

"Archo, my son," Kiny said genuinely dumbfounded by the baby in his arms as he sat on the floor with him. The baby had black hair, typical of all Saiyans, and black pupils with a hint of hazel brown.

"One day, I'll make an elite Saiyan warrior out of you, boy, That's your daddy's promise to you," Kiny said to his child, smiling profusely. Kiny also took an immediate interest in his boy's tail, noting the most distinctive feature of the Saiyan race.

Luand'r walked over to Koriand'r who had witnessed the entire thing but was extremely confused.

"Koriand'r you see, what you saw today, I know you don't understand now, but one day you will, and one day, that might be you, if you ever find the right person." Luand'r explained to her daughter softly.

"Now, everyone is dismissed, leave the new parents to their child, and let's get some rest." The queen ordered.

Ebon, Jerd, and Dobe bowed, and left, as did Luand'r herself, along with her daughter.

When they departed, Dobe took Kori, as Luand'r returned to the room.

"Kiny, Yaams, the destroyed part of the palace has been restored, and a crib was added for baby Archo. The three of you can rest easy tonight.

Meanwhile, Zoto had dismissed his soldiers, including his wife, who he assured was recovering well from their intense training session. He went to the royal palace. He was greeted at the door by Ebon and Jerd.

"General Zoto, what brings you by?" Ebon asked.

"I need to have words with our king, privately," Zoto responded.

"Right away, sir," Jerd said as both Ebon and Jerd bowed.

Zoto walked through the palace, unabated, and straight to the door of the royal couple's bedroom. He knocked on the door. Myaand'r answered, still in his sleeping robe and flip flops.

"Pardon the disturbance, my king, I didn't mean to wake you." Zoto apologized.

"It's fine," the king said through yawning.

"I tend not to get a lot of rest these days anyways, with our new guests and all." The King added.

"Your majesty, with all due respect, that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. May we go somewhere more secluded?" Zoto requested.

"Very well, Zoto, let me just grab my clothes." Myand'r responded. He closed the door, went to retrieve his clothing from his wardrobe, and got dressed. He then rejoined Zoto as the two went toward the dining room once more, the room where all the important conversations seem to take place.

Zoto put his hand out, motioning for Myand'r to sit first. The King complied, and then Zoto sat down next to him.

"With all due respect sir, these Saiyans are poisoning our home," Zoto exclaimed.

"Poisoning is a strong word, General. I understand that their much different from our people, but it's for the greater good." Myand'r retorted.

"I beg your pardon, my king. The beast attack, the initial assault, the countless displays of ruthlessness. Those two, particularly Kiny, is causing even more civil unrest than that which was already present. The people already distrusted us Royal Guards and even The Royal Family, because we failed to protect many of their fallen loved ones from the Citadel's last attack, and we lost Komiand'r in the process. Now, they feel as those you're sympathizing with these...Neanderthals. Those two move with reckless abandon and throw caution to the wind, but you can't move carelessly in the heat of battle. It must be precision, technique, and strategy involved, along with the physical prowess of warriors, the only thing out of everything I just mentioned, that those two possess. You must think logically and calculated. " Zoto elaborated.

"While I do acknowledge our planet's predicament, with the natural civil unrest of its people/civilians/inhabitants, the incoming threat (s), the Frieza force, or even The Citadel, who's every attack has damaged our infrastructure, not just the royal family, but as a whole. We need them, just as much as they need us. The common threat. and yes, Yaams is much gentler in approach opposed to her husband, so much so I think the queen has actually started to take a real liking to her. Her stronger emotional attachment with Luand'r and her more calm state of mind, might be the key to Tamaron truly finding piece. You've said you've met Saiyans before. Well with their planet and species nearly eradicated, this is their chance to right the wrongs of their people. Redemption is crucial, all it takes is a little patience, Zoto" Myand'r retorted.

"With all due respect, your majesty, our Tamaranian people have run out of patience, respectfully understood. Our people are getting increasingly unruly. They seem to have underhanded agendas and are divided at this most crucial time. So much infighting when we should all be united trying to stop the two opposing sinister empires. Our people seemed to have lost track/sight of who's really in charge here." Zoto continued.

"Then, let's remind them," said Kiny with a smirk, upon entering the room.

"Kiny, I didn't know you were awakened so soon. It appears as though you have not fully recovered from the events that took place." Myand'r noted.

"Indeed, I haven't, but I've been worse. Aching bones and minor scars are the least of my worries at the moment. We'll show Tamaran, The Citadel, and Frieza who's really in charge here." Kiny retorted, slightly raising his vocals.

"Very well, my king, a word, if you may?" Zoto responded. Myand'r nodded and the two of them stepped outside the room.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll take off, you can go in my place. I want you to see for yourself, just how cold and vicious these monsters are." Zoto suggested.

"Very well, I'll take you up on that offer, probably an over-exaggeration of sorts of a little tough love, something our people need. Perhaps fear is what will rally them if not anything else. As I mentioned, not the most adequate way of dealing with things, but as I'm sure you've noticed, we're running out of options here. So, at this point, I'm open to suggestions, if you have any better ideas I'm willing to listen, but The Citadel, and much less these Frieza forces, won't oblige by our rules when their busy slaughtering us by the dozens. Now, you're dismissed Zoto. Go get your rest." The king ordered.

Zoto nodded and walked off, still seemingly distraught, distrusting of the Saiyan guests, reasonable, considering how much disturbance there has been since their arrival. Myaand'r re-entered the room to Kiny. holding his left shoulder with his right hand, as he slouched on the sofa.

"Why were you awoken if you have not healed?" Myand'r asked, dubious.

"Your wife's orders, on behalf of my son's birth. You'd think, considering this is your kingdom, that you would be the first informed of such things." Kiny responded, slyly poking fun of Myaand'r royal status.

"Indeed, you're correct on that. It's just with all the added tension and stress sometimes, one can be entirely whelmed." Myaand'r noted.

"Ahh, your world's divided, eh? Missing one daughter, not spending enough time with your wife and kid cause of your royal responsibilities, and the people you try so hard to please just refuse to listen, ehh. Maybe it's past time you make them listen. Put on a little display. Make an example out of a few of them, show them what happens when they challenge your authority as our king did." Kiny said through a smirk.

"Look where that got your king, and your people for that matter. Dead, almost all entirely wiped out, eliminated, destroyed." Myand'r retorted.

"SHUT UP!!!!!!" Kiny yelled as he collapsed on the floor.

"The...only...reason...why that because Frieza is a coward. He's terrified of the Super Saiyan legend. It had nothing to do with our king, his loyalty to the Saiyans was absolute." Kiny yelled, from the floor, still holding his arm, and sweating profusely.

"I'm not denying anything you said about Frieza, but domination through brutish displays of strength and power, speed and physical prowess, you Saiyans said it yourselves that you weren't exactly saints." Myaand'r replied as he helped Kiny stand up.

"Well...clearly your peace-loving method hasn't worked either." Kiny laughed, as he got through his feet, moving his hand from around his shoulder to around Myaand'r's, to hoist himself up.

"Then maybe, perhaps, there needs to be a new approach to leadership. An alternative for us both, a middle ground of sorts." Myaand'r suggested.

"That might just work," said Kiny, regaining some strength and then laying his body out across the sofa.

"Now, get some rest, you're going to be returning to a bunch of heated soldiers tomorrow." Myaand'r reminded as he walked out the door and closed it.

The king slept in his room alone tonight, as his queen was still with the new Saiyan mother and her own daughter, as they made sure the baby was okay, in Koriand'r's room. Dobe of the Royal Guard was also there. The five of them slept in the room together this night.

The next morning, a fully rejuvenated Kiny hopped off the sofa. He ran to Koriand'r's room to look at his sleeping wife and son briefly, kissing them both on the forehead, before taking off to the training grounds.

"At ease, soldiers, I know I was out of commission for a couple of days, I know you're all probably mad as hell at me right now, but guess what, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT, KICK MY ASS? YEAH RIGHT, I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!!! COME ONE, COME ALL!!! I'll TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!!" Kiny said, provoking and taunting the already angry soldiers. Upset and riled up over this, the fired-up soldiers did attack, at least ten of them at once. During the midst of all the commotion however, the elite Saiyan warrior forgot to wrap his tail like the elite class usually do. He grabbed one soldier by the throat and threw him into another, sending them both crashing into a wall, but while he did that, he'd got struck over the head with a two-fisted hammerhead strike by a female soldier, that sent him to the floor.

"What a good blow! Marvelous, ven. I see I got to keep up with the ferocity." Kiny said with a smirk, as he grabbed the female soldier's fists and lifted them, with one hand, and raised another hand to her bosom, and blasted her with a ki blast.

"Oh, you like blasting people, huh, well take this." One of the soldiers yelled from behind, as five soldiers at once blasted Kiny with their signature Tamaran move, the ultraviolet green lights from their hands.

For a moment, there was silence. The soldiers thought they were victorious. Then, the dust settled, the smoke cleared, and Kiny stood there. His clothes were tattered, but himself, barely scathed. He smirked.

"Come on, certainly you can do better than that! If this is Tamaran's elite soldiers, if you lot are really the best this planet has to offer, then we truly stand no chance." Kiny taunted with a smirk, but that smirk dissipated rather quickly. A soldier from behind grabbed Kiny's unusually free-flowing tail and squeezed it. Kiny collapsed to the floor on his knees.

"Your tail," The soldier holding his external extremity said.

"It's normally never this free-flowing and loose, why the sudden change? It appears to have a rather drastic effect on your power." The soldier, named Rex, conjured.

"Yeah, if it was all about strength and power, we'd most certainly stand no chance against you, you'd wash us. Decimate our entire forces in seconds if it was only about physical prowess. You're stronger than our king, as well as General Zoto and Sir Ebon, your chi is more powerful and concentrated than Jerd's, and your speed far outclasses Dobe. I guess it's a good thing those aren't the only aspects of war then. Scouting your opponent, analyzing both their strengths and weaknesses, and casing your surroundings, so you can catch them off guard are all valuable strategies when in battles, but I guess heathens like yourselves, wouldn't know or particularly care about that aspect of it, now would you?" Asked Zeke rhetorically, another soldier from amongst the lot, stepping out in front of Kiny from amongst the crowd, while Rex still had an intense grip on his tail. Zeke's hair had a much heavier tint of red than most Tamarainians, whose hair was normally an orange-red cue tint.

"Because of you, our moon was destroyed!" Zeke yelled.

"Rex, squeeze that tail as hard as you possibly can!" Zeke yelled. Rex complied with a huge grin

"NOOOOO! PLEASE...PLEASE...HAVE MERCY...SPARE ME...AND I PROMISE...I'LL DO THINGS YOUR WAY FOR NOW ON!!!!! I'LL EVEN STEP DOWN AND GIVE ZOTO HIS POSITION BACK. RELEASE ME. UNHAND ME...NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kiny screamed out in anguish, between heavy gasps and breaths. as he collapsed entirely on the floor, flat on his stomach. Rex stood above him squeezing his tail, with his feet on each side of Kiny's torso. The rest of the soldiers kicked Kiny in the face repeatedly as Zeke just stood and watched. The hapless Saiyan even began to cry. He begged and pleaded with Rex to let his tail go, but he pleas fell on deaf ears. Then the Tamarainians began to dogpile him but avoided crowding Rex's space so that he could continue to neutralize the Saiyan. Some of the soldiers even got on the floor with him to punch him in the face or poke him in his eyes. The most Kiny could do was weak attempts at biting the fingers that came near him. Just then, Zoto walked in.

"What the hell is the meaning of all this?!" Zoto asked commanding answers. The soldiers heard Zoto's voice and retreated to their at ease position in an instance, but Rex continued to squeeze the Saiyan's tail.

"Sir! General Zoto's not what it looks like!" Zeke pleaded, dropping to his knees with his hands folded before his captain.

"You must believe me!" Zeke cried.

"Oh really, because it appears to me, that it is exactly what it looks like. The lot of you have a problem with authority. Last I checked, I was the one who appointed Kiny in charge of our militia approach. You may have your differences in the subtleties of his approach, even Zoto and myself do, but let me make one thing clear to you all. Tamaran is about peace, we would never stoop so low to torture, you all need to be retrained. Now, Rex, let him go." Myand'r commanded upon walking in the room witnessing the madness.

"But, your majesty, with all due respect, I can't now. The fury and the rage he's filled with, he'll kill all of us if I release him." Rex argued.

"Zeke, Rex, I hear by strip you of your positions as Troupe leaders. Now, do as the king said, release the Saiyan." Zoto said with a sternness.

"Yes sir," said Zeke, dropping his head so that his gaze was on the floor, and dropping his arms from his folded hand position as he remained on his knees on the floor in front of Zoto. Rex on the other hand rebelled. He squeezed even tighter and tighter, and eventually he pulled the Saiyan's tail right out. The whole crowd gasped as Rex fell back with the Saiyan's tell still in hand. Zoto and Myand'r looked on in shock. Before anyone else made a move, Kiny stood up, and stood Rex up by his neck, and punched a hole through his chest, with his fist coming out of his back, killing him and dropping his body to the ground. He then charged a quick ki blast and obliterated Rex's body.

"Peace, my ass, he was right about one thing though, now, I'll kill you all!!!!" said Kiny, eyes rolling back in his head. Some of the soldiers didn't realize just how angry Kiny was, so they charged at him their ultraviolet rays, he reflected all of that and killed off approximately a dozen in a single blow of his chi blast.

"All of you! Dismissed now! Zoto, get Yaams in here, this instance, as well as the other royal guards, tell my wife to watch over Kori and the baby. She's the only one that can contain him now" Myaand'r ordered. All the soldiers nodded and immediately left. Zoto did as he was told. Only Kiny, Myaand'r, Zeke, and the corpses of the 12 dead Saiyans remained now.

"Rex, you killed Rex! You bastard! He was my best friend!" Zeke said, tears rolling down his face as he began releasing a barrage of his green ultraviolet rays and subsequently rushing in to attack Kiny with a flurry of kicks and punches.

"Don't worry, you'll be reunited with him real soon. In the afterlife!" Kiny screamed back grabbing Zeke's neck and slamming him against the floor with one hand, about to kill him with a cold punch with the other. Before he could deliver the finishing blow, however, Myand'r interrupted, slamming Kiny into the wall with his shoulder.

"ENOUGH! Zeke, get out of here now, Zoto will deal with you accordingly later. Kiny, your fight is with me now!" Myand'r yelled. As he glared at Zeke before charging Kiny as a distraction for Zeke to escape. Zeke did as he was told. Kiny lunged at Myaand'r with a right hook, Myand'r dodged it with an afterimage technique, and stepped behind Kiny and kicked him in his back, making the Saiyan fall forward.

"I learned that courtesy of you during our first battle."

"Quick learner." Kiny recognized, before charging at Myaand'r once more, this time connecting with a knee to the chin.

"Your blows, you're supposed to get stronger when you heal, but your speed and strength, all relatively weaker than when we fought last time. Are you exasperated perhaps, after the shameful torture, my soldiers put you through?" Myaand'r questioned, noting his opponent's decline in raw physical power.

"It wasn't even the lack of energy. A Saiyan is just simply worthless without his tail, at least that's what I've been taught my entire life. The source of our pride, strength, dignity, and honor, as a warrior, we're nothing without it. Your soldiers humiliated me, disgraced my race, and for that, they all will die. Even without my tail, I should be more than enough to finish all of you off!" Kiny yelled, before Myaand'r connected with a knee to the stomach, forcing the Saiyan to hurdle over and spew out blood. Kiny then charged at the king and landed a good blow to the face. Myaand'r stumbled back, and then he charged his green ultraviolet rays on both hands. Kiny, being battered and beaten, broken, and separated from his tail, didn't even have enough strength to conjure his chi. He stood hapless as the two rays collided with him, sending him crashing into the wall. There was smoke, and also, dust.

"This battle is over," Myand'r said as the debris began to clear.

"That's what I wanted you to think," Kiny exclaimed, appearing under Myand'r, grabbing his legs and launching him into the air. Kiny then jumped in the air after him and delivered a straight hand right into the king's back. Then he moved out the way so the king could come crashing into the ground. He then jumped up in the air once more and dived at the king in a nosedive position. Before he could land, however, he was yanked out of the air by the shoulder strap on his exhausting battle armor. It was the Royal guards Dobe and Ebon. Jerd attended to the king, and Zoto came and grabbed Kiny's legs. The Saiyan didn't have enough reserved strength to fight off the full-on restraint so they pinned him against the wall in the same positions. Just then, his wife, Yaams, rushed in and took advantage of her spouse's position. She kneed him in the chin, and then delivered a haymaker with her right hand, rendering her husband unconscious. His body fell forward into her arms.

"I got it from here, boys. I'm the strongest on this planet now." Yaams reminded, hinting at her husband's missing tail.

"Not so fast, Yaams," said King Myaand'r, getting back to his feet with the assistance of Jerd.

"Although he was under extreme duress, he still killed 13 Tamaranians. He must atone for his crimes. In the dungeon, where I personally will accompany him." Myaand'r said, taking Kiny's unconscious body from Yaams.

Myand'r carries Kiny's body alone, after ordering the royal guards to dispose of their fallen comrades. Myand'r arrives to the Royal Palace, and upon walking inside, he hits a secret button on his watch. All of a sudden, a hidden door opens beneath him with a ramp to descend upon. Upon starting down the ramp, the top of the passageway closes. Once he reaches the end of the ram, he turns to his left to see shackles, hanging chains. He approaches them and then proceeds to delicately lock Kiny's unconscious body in them, as to not awake the Saiyan. He then sits on the floor next to the ensnared Kiny with his legs and hands folded. As the incarcerated Saiyan came to, he noted his predicament.

"What the hell happened?! Where the hell are we?!" Kiny shouted at Myaand'r, clearly frustrated.

"Doesn't matter how loud you shout, Saiyan, no one can hear you all the way down here. We're in the cellar dweller of The Royal Palace.

"Why the hell?! What is the meaning of this?!" Kiny shouted further.

"You needed to atone for your sins. You slaughtered over a dozen of our finest Tamarainian soldiers." Myaand'r responded.

"Under extreme duress! I don't get a trial or a pardon? Where are my wife and son?" Kiny continued shouting.

"Lower your damn voice, Saiyan, you're going to blow my eardrums in a second. If I had left this to our people, they would have you executed. I know the situation, that's why I am here personally. You're getting a royal pardon, I just have to have you in here so it doesn't appear you go unpunished. Yaams and Archo are safe, in the company of Queen Luand'r, Princess Koriand'r, and 2 of the royal guards. " Myaand'r responded, raising his voice.

"So, this is how you treat your guest ehh?" Kiny said, returning to his normal vocals with a smirk.

"Well, you haven't shown much courtesy or company manners at all, have you?" Myaand'r responded, returning the smirk.

" long is my sentence then, your highness?" Kiny inquired sarcastically.

"Three days, the two of us will be down here for three days, under the harshest conditions. Deprived of food, water, and most sunlight except that tiny gated window." Myaand'r explained, pointing at the puny window not too far left from their location.

"Well well, how could the mighty king allow himself such a fate? As an elite Saiyan warrior, extreme conditions don't bother me, but your majesty. So, humility is a quality some kings possess after all ehh?" Kiny taunted.

"Make no mistake. This is indeed a punishment for myself as well. In fact, this place has been in my family for generations. Both my father and uncle, both previous kings, both were down here as punishment from my grandfather, it drove them insane. My father couldn't take the extreme heat, my uncle succumbed to the extreme cold. All the civil unrest I have caused, all of our current predicaments, all of the turmoil my people are currently facing, is because I haven't been aggressive nor assertive enough as a king. I've instilled more doubt than anything. So if this is my repentance, so be it." Myaand'r stated.

"Play with the temperature all you want, let me make something very clear to you. Neither one of us are dying here, we both have families we must return to. We'll make the best out of our situation." Kiny exclaimed, with an even bigger smirk.

"What'd you have in mind?" Myaand'r asked with a nervous smile.

"Well, if you unchain me, then we'll take a walk to the other side of the cellar, hot-cold zones," Kiny suggested.

"You make a convincing argument." Myaand'r smiled, as he unchained the Saiyan. The two of them walked to the opposite end of the cellar, where it was sub-zero temperatures.

"By the way, how long have we been down here?" Kiny inquired.

"Six hours, it was six. It's midnight now." Myaand'r answered. Both of them were still worn from the earlier battle, but nevertheless they made their way to the sub-zero part of the cellar. They both prepared their fighting stances. This time Myaand'r was on the offensive. He didn't hesitate, trying to not give Kiny a chance to respond. He kneed him the left side of his jaw with his right knee, and then to the right side with his left knee. He threw a flurry of punches and pushed Kiny back against the wall.

"Let me jog your memory, Us Saiyans get stronger after recovering from battles, much stronger especially from the gruesome ones," said Kiny as he grabbed Myaand'r's elbow and tossed him in the air.

"And six hours of uninterrupted rest is certainly recovery time." Kiny continued as he looked up at Myaand'r in the air before jumping up after to him to headbutt him in the stomach. After that Kiny grabbed Myaand'r in a bear hug from beneath and flipped positions as they both hurled towards the ground. Once they crashed, Kiny immediately stood up, and stood Myaand'r up by his chin and kneed him to the throat. He then sent him crashing into the ground with another thud as he brought an overhead elbow down on the king. Kiny thought the battle was over. Myand'r was on the ground seemingly unconscious. Kiny smiled boastfully as he stood over his opponent.

"Now it's my turn!!!!" Myand'r screamed grabbing both of Kiny's ankles before sending him flying overhead into a far wall. Before Kiny could gather himself, Myand'r was already standing over him.

"You seem to thrive in the cold, but now, let's see how you do in 600-degree heat!" Myand'r noted. Kiny felt all his strength sapped from his body as he was covered in sweat. He couldn't even move for a moment. Myaand'r capitalized on this.

"I was saving this for The Citadel, but to prove we Tamarainians are not just fodder, feel the wrath of the countless Tamaranians you've slaughtered. Soldier's Imprisonment!" Myand'r yelled as hands made of ultraviolet rays appeared from the floor, grabbing both Kiny's arms and legs.

"Now, ROYAL STAR!" Myand'r yelled, shooting a white gigantic Ultra-violet ray shaped like a star at Kiny. It sent him flying back. Myaand'r was drained after the attack. Kiny, somehow, mustered the strength to get up. He used all his remaining energy to gather up a huge ki ball in his right hand. Myand'r, who had landed back on the cold side, sensed this and prepared his ultraviolet rays in both hands. They launched and the beams collided. The two walked towards each other and then the beams canceled, and they locked hands.

"THIS IS MY ELEMENT! The two warriors screamed in Unison before both passing out.

The time is now 1 pm. The two warriors slept through the entire morning. Kiny sat up and noticed Myand'r knocked out next to him. He woke the king up.

"I think it's time we spoke strategy," Kiny suggested.

"What were you considering?" Myaand'r asked, intrigued by the Saiyan going above what he had expected of him.

"Well, Zoto always preaches casing your environment, right?" Kiny asked.

"Correct." Myand'r noted.

"Knowing your surroundings, having a feel for them, well we know where they're going to attack if history's any indicator." Kiny continued.

"Right, and we already have an ultraviolet land mine set as a trap for them as well," Myaand'r informed.

"Excellent, now here's what I'm thinking. There's going to be the three guards there as the bait, then a horde of even soldiers from The Citadel, or even Frieza's Forces, will attack. When they do, they'll trip the mines, then Yaams will launch an enormous ki blast fueled with Tamarainian ultraviolet rays, while the two of us sneak inside." Kiny offered.

"Hell no! I don't know what they teach y'all in school where you're from, but it seems that camaraderie, loyalty, and honesty is a loss cost. It appears that only fighting is taught to you and nothing more. I refuse to lose any more Tamarainian soldiers." Myand'r yelled.

"It's apparently your knowledge that's lacking. There's always strategic losses when it comes to war, casualties, they are all aware of the risk." Kiny snarled in response.

"So that's all a Tamarainian life means to you. A casualty of war?" Myaand'r interrogated.

"I mean, when it's three, to save millions, hell yeah I won't hesitate at all. Simple mathematics right? Kiny implied. Though Myand'r knew deep in his heart Kiny was absolutely correct in that the fatalities of war was going to happen regardless so the best thing to do is at least contain/minimize them, he didn't have the heart to doom anymore of his fellow Tamarainians, Myand'r just looked at Kiny and nodded his head.

"Understood," Myand'r responded reluctantly. As the day turned into the night, the two warriors, feeling somewhat rejuvenated, prepared to spar once more. Both Kiny and Myand'r stood up, dusted themselves off, then faced each other in their usual battle stances. Both wanting to strike first, charged straight for each other.

First, they locked hands, and then Myand'r proceeded to headbutt Kiny, causing him to release his grip and fly back into the wall. Kiny crashed into the wall, when he emerged, he was shivering.

"This time, the cold is mine!" Myand'r exclaimed under his breath. He then proceeded to rush Kiny and knock him back to the ground with a sweeping low kick. Just then, Myand'r picked Kiny up off the ground by cupping his chin at the end of his fist, and with his free hand, he delivered a haymaker to him, sending him flying right into yet another wall. Just as Kiny recovered, Myand'r threw a barrage of signature Tamarainian Ultraviolet ray beams to Kiny. And then he summoned his royal signature white ultraviolet ray ball, but before he could launch it, both of Kiny's feet collided with Myand'r's stomach, causing the energy ball to disperse. This always caused both warriors to crash on the floor next to one another into the heat side. Kiny stood up and stood the king up by his collar. As he held the king in his right, his left fist collided with the king's face three times, before he threw him up in the air, and jumped up after him, left leg first. Kiny collided with Myand'r's stomach once more, seemingly knocking the king unconscious. As he jostled for position, the king's eyes returned to normal after previously being rolled in the back of his head. Myand'r grabbed Kiny in a bear hug position just as the Saiyan returned the favor. Now, both warriors were cradling together as they torpedoed toward the floor headfirst. When they collided, the impact caused a dust cloud to appear. When the smoke settled, Kiny got up and yanked the king to his feet by his right arm.

"What's the matter, your highness? Can't take the heat?!" The Saiyan taunted, as he bashed a ball of ki directly into the king's face.

The king just smirked at his opponent as he slipped his arm out of Kiny's control to the point where they locked hands. Then, with both of their free hands, they locked hands as well. Myand'r began to push Kiny back. Soon, the warriors were standing dead center where the two temperatures clash.

"THIS IS MY ELEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" both warriors screamed in unison once more, before collapsing in identical fashion to the previous night's event.

Meanwhile, General Zoto's wife, Colonel Yukei, gave birth.

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