Dragonball M, Chapter 3: In Blood, Bone, and Ash! The Way Forward Unlocked!

[MrSandman]

Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

“There is also business to be dealt with through the Saiyan Queen, Sarada. First, as requested, the remains of the dissident attackers have been returned. All remains are accounted for and signed off on. They await outside for your retrieval, your Highness.”

From an unseen corner, Cthylla watches proceeding quietly and observantly. For her, a seat at the table would be impossible.....nor would it serve her any good to be out in the open in such a manner. It was always in her nature to watch from a distance and interfere only when required to serve her purpose.

In this world she was the outsider now and forever.....seen only with distrust of her motives and disgust at her true visage. It was expected......disappointing, but expected.

Still...in this case, and outsiders perspective was what would be needed. So she observed from a place where she would draw no attention....scanning the room again and again with her expanded senses as the event proceeded. If something was amiss, she would hopefully notice before it became an issue.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

“There is also business to be dealt with through the Saiyan Queen, Sarada. First, as requested, the remains of the dissident attackers have been returned. All remains are accounted for and signed off on. They await outside for your retrieval, your Highness.”

Sarada took her seat at the meeting table, while Maiz stood off to the side where she could watch intently without being in the way. When Alakazah made his appearance, Sarada kept her expression serious, but inwardly was curious. There was nothing that should have set off her warning bells, and that was the problem. His cigar was gone, his hair was styled, and he looked more gaunt and human than he ever had at any point of her knowing him. His too-wide grin was also absent.

He looked every bit as human as his constituents did.

Something wasn't right. Was it a body double? A robotic counterpart while the real Alakazah was hidden away somewhere? Sarada couldn't tell for sure. It was right at that moment that she wished she had brought Parsley, or that Ochazuke had shown up. Either one of them would have seen through this facade and figured out what he was really up to.

She had no choice but to play along for the cameras.

"Very good, President Grinthorn," she replied in a cordial and dignified tone. "I will have representatives stop by shortly after this meeting and gather them. I would apologize for the damage and any possible deaths they caused. They weren't a part of my Empire, but I still bear responsibility for Saiyan who causes mayhem."

She noticed Maiz nodding in approval out of the corner of her eye.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

One Month into the Timeskip.

On the Lookout, Qaztoh gets a video call from Craxat. " Your highness, the Kingdom is ready for your and Praxat's return. Araxat has arranged a portal to Qaceria to be open up near this spot on Earth," Craxat said.

" Huh, wait if Araxat could make a portal from Qaceria to Earth. Why hasn't she done so before?" Qaztoh said.

" I don't know when I talk to her about it. She refused to answer me," Craxat said.

Qaztoh hangs up her phone and then uses her teleportation watch. To teleport her self to where the portal is going to open up. Which just happens to be the near Capsule Corp.

However, before the portal opens up. Qaztoh spots a ship in the air. The hanger of the ship opens up and out steps a what appears to be Lieutenant Stratovarius." Hello there Qaztoh," The supposed Lietuant Stratovarius said.

" We need to talk. So you should come with me to GP HQ," The supposed Lietuant Stratovarius said.

" Wait, why in the hell do I need to go to GP HQ? Why can't we just talk here? Also, why would the Galaxy Police want me to come to their Headquarters?" Qaztoh said.

Qaztoh's skin picks up the chemical scent of cheap cologne. " Wait, I know this scent. It's the scent of a cheap-ass cologne that only Captain Stratovarius of the Stratovarius Buccaneers uses. Which means your Sonata!" Qaztoh said.

" Look, I never going back to your crew. So please just leave me alone!" Qaztoh said.

" You have no say in the manner. You're coming with me even if I have to force you. Sonata grabs Qaztoh.

Qaztoh struggles to get away and lets out a scream for help. Sonata puts a piece of tape over Qaztoh's mouth. "Dammit looks like I'm going to need to keep you quiet.

Walking out of Capsule Corp Praxat spots what appears to be Lieutenant Stratovarius with Qaztoh. ( Hmm, I can tell from his Ki signature that he's not the GP officer that discover Althena frozen on a dead planet, ) Praxat thought. Praxat flies towards Sonata. " Hey you, I don't know who the hell you are, but get your damn hands of Qaztoh," Praxat shouted.

( ****, her energy is higher than mine. I better make a tactical retreat. Lucky I have something on me I can use against that another Toadian,) Sonata thought.

Sonata throws what appears to be a grenade at Praxat, ( Is this guy serious, a grenade? Like that's going to stop me from kicking his ass,") Praxat thought.

The grenade goes off but instead of an explosion. There's a flash of rapidly bright lights from all directions. That overwhelmed Praxat vision causing her to cover her eyes.

By the time Praxat uncovers her eyes. Sonata is already taking off with Qaztoh on his brother's ship. Praxat chases after the ship as fast as she can. However, she isn't fast enough. As Sonata makes it out of Earth's Orbit with Qaztoh.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

It was Miras Thane that arrived and took him into custody, the tall women nodding to her.

“I’m sorry we could t help more. I’m sorry for your loss. I promise he won’t escape from us. Pantaloon has given us schematics for improved ki binders, and with a few tweaks of our own, even a Super Saiyan can’t escape them. Lantro will have three sets on him just in case.

Sarada sighed and nodded. "Thanks. The losses weren't so heavy this time. Those that fell will be mourned, but... I wish it hadn't come to this." She meant what she said to Lantro. If the Tuffles had come to them and aired the grievances in a peaceful way, she would have listened and would have done what she could to accommodate them. Obviously, that couldn't have been just giving them their planet back. She couldn't, in all good conscience, displace ten million people who had nothing to do with the conquest, nor would she even think of offering shared ownership of the world.

In a way, this was the easier solution, even if it was the most painful and most costly.

This was going to keep her up at night for a while.

Turrip was gone, destroyed. The Turripian Saiyans had been waiting to return home, now they had no home to return to. She felt the most awful about that. I'll have to deal with that later.

"Thank you again, Miras." She opened a compartment in her hand and pulled out a vial filled with a cloudy white liquid. "The virus I sprayed him with isn't lethal, but it is contagious to Saiyans. If any in your employ get infected, give them this." She handed it to her.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

“There is also business to be dealt with through the Saiyan Queen, Sarada. First, as requested, the remains of the dissident attackers have been returned. All remains are accounted for and signed off on. They await outside for your retrieval, your Highness.”

Caring little for what is said -- the actual agreement of little concern -- Ishtar instead focused in on Alakazah. Something was ... off, with him; and with her true sight she'd find out exactly what.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Sarada took her seat at the meeting table, while Maiz stood off to the side where she could watch intently without being in the way. When Alakazah made his appearance, Sarada kept her expression serious, but inwardly was curious. There was nothing that should have set off her warning bells, and that was the problem. His cigar was gone, his hair was styled, and he looked more gaunt and human than he ever had at any point of her knowing him. His too-wide grin was also absent.

He looked every bit as human as his constituents did.

Something wasn't right. Was it a body double? A robotic counterpart while the real Alakazah was hidden away somewhere? Sarada couldn't tell for sure. It was right at that moment that she wished she had brought Parsley, or that Ochazuke had shown up. Either one of them would have seen through this facade and figured out what he was really up to.

She had no choice but to play along for the cameras.

"Very good, President Grinthorn," she replied in a cordial and dignified tone. "I will have representatives stop by shortly after this meeting and gather them. I would apologize for the damage and any possible deaths they caused. They weren't a part of my Empire, but I still bear responsibility for Saiyan who causes mayhem."

She noticed Maiz nodding in approval out of the corner of her eye.

He nods.

“Just as we take responsibility for Dr. Gero’s actions. We’ll be addressing her later.”

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Caring little for what is said -- the actual agreement of little concern -- Ishtar instead focused in on Alakazah. Something was ... off, with him; and with her true sight she'd find out exactly what.

It.....is Alakazah. But a strange magic veils him.

And then her true sight sees it. Whatever blow Eva landed upon him...worried him. This is Alakazah, but not all of him. Instead he has split himself, bilocating and being in two places at once. The more...human avatar here and another far away, hidden.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Sarada sighed and nodded. "Thanks. The losses weren't so heavy this time. Those that fell will be mourned, but... I wish it hadn't come to this." She meant what she said to Lantro. If the Tuffles had come to them and aired the grievances in a peaceful way, she would have listened and would have done what she could to accommodate them. Obviously, that couldn't have been just giving them their planet back. She couldn't, in all good conscience, displace ten million people who had nothing to do with the conquest, nor would she even think of offering shared ownership of the world.

In a way, this was the easier solution, even if it was the most painful and most costly.

This was going to keep her up at night for a while.

Turrip was gone, destroyed. The Turripian Saiyans had been waiting to return home, now they had no home to return to. She felt the most awful about that. I'll have to deal with that later.

"Thank you again, Miras." She opened a compartment in her hand and pulled out a vial filled with a cloudy white liquid. "The virus I sprayed him with isn't lethal, but it is contagious to Saiyans. If any in your employ get infected, give them this." She handed it to her.

The officer nods and takes it. She salutes and then escorts the prisoner onboard the waiting GP ship.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

It.....is Alakazah. But a strange magic veils him.

And then her true sight sees it. Whatever blow Eva landed upon him...worried him. This is Alakazah, but not all of him. Instead he has split himself, bilocating and being in two places at once. The more...human avatar here and another far away, hidden.

The longer Ishtar stared, the more Ishtar managed to piece together, until she realized what Alakazah had done. A chuckle erupted from the otherwise stoic woman, before a brief telepathic message was shot to Sarada.

"The dragon is hiding, we deal solely with the man."

Where he was, Ishtar didn't know of course ... but the magic that permeated the man at the least offered a trail to follow. Where are you hiding, Dragon.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

He nods.

“Just as we take responsibility for Dr. Gero’s actions. We’ll be addressing her later.”

"Excellent. I'm certain Jinzi will be quite interested in the punishment she receives." Sarada would have said more, but Ishtar's sweet voice rang in her head.

The longer Ishtar stared, the more Ishtar managed to piece together, until she realized what Alakazah had done. A chuckle erupted from the otherwise stoic woman, before a brief telepathic message was shot to Sarada.

"The dragon is hiding, we deal solely with the man."

Where he was, Ishtar didn't know of course ... but the magic that permeated the man at the least offered a trail to follow. Where are you hiding, Dragon.

And the message she had was anything but sweet. Sarada was right, in a sense. It was a human body double, kind of. He split himself into two pieces, and was hiding his true self somewhere else. Coward.

Thanks to Eva's extreme efforts, he could no longer spy on any place where his human name was mentioned, but he had a pair of eyes right there in plain sight. Also, he saved himself from any possible confrontation. It was clever, but wholly irritating.

'That bastard is always one step ahead! But, he can't hide forever. Do you have any way of tracking him?'

She cleared her throat and turned her attention back to Grinthorn. "Now then, about the other business, Mr. President?"

[bruceleegreyhulk]

Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

“There is also business to be dealt with through the Saiyan Queen, Sarada. First, as requested, the remains of the dissident attackers have been returned. All remains are accounted for and signed off on. They await outside for your retrieval, your Highness.”

Althena stands off to the side close to Meagan, quietly observing. Althena notices that something is off about Grinthorn. ( This can't be the same person I encounter on the Lookout before. Something isn't right here,) Althena thought.

( I could use my Extrasensory perception to figure this out, but should I? If I do use it and find out that this is a stand-in. I could use my ESP to track down where the actual Alakazah is,) Althena thought.

Qaztoh is standing next to a wall. Quietly taking notes, ( What I learn here I can apply to my Kingdom when liberate it from Killrog,") Qaztoh thought.

[KingofPie]

Sarada scoffed and grabbed him the back of his collar. "I only did it because you're stupid puns are annoying. No one knows what the hell you're talking about, you stupid assho--" She stopped the very moment she felt the sickening, twisted energy emanating from elsewhere on the planet. It felt like the power she felt from Teen, but nastier and darker. "What the hell?!" She noticed the planet quaking. The sky was pitch black. She was getting an ominous feeling that something very bad was about to happen. "What's going on?"

Parsley landed abruptly and grabbed hold of Sarada. "We don't have time." She placed two fingers on her forehead.

Perfect Intuition: Instant Transmission

In a flash, she, Sarada, and Lantro vanished off of Turrip. All that were left were Appel and the Tuffles, and Teen.
-----

Meanwhile, on Vocado, three people suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Sarada dropped Lantro to the ground. "Call the Galaxy Police. We'll turn him in instead of kill him."

Parsley raised an eyebrow, but didn't argue.

When she left, Sarada picked him up again and took him to the nearest hospital to rest until he could be handed over to GP custody. She figured showing mercy and kindness was the best way to prove to Lantro that they had changed. If nothing else, he could stew over the fact that he was wrong about them while in prison.

It was Miras Thane that arrived and took him into custody, the tall women nodding to her.

“I’m sorry we could t help more. I’m sorry for your loss. I promise he won’t escape from us. Pantaloon has given us schematics for improved ki binders, and with a few tweaks of our own, even a Super Saiyan can’t escape them. Lantro will have three sets on him just in case.

"Miras Thane..." Lantro glanced up at the woman with some recognition. "Heard about you...a good cop..." he sighed, fading in an out of consciousness. He fought to stay awake...feeling this weak was...not something hewas used to.

Sarada sighed and nodded. "Thanks. The losses weren't so heavy this time. Those that fell will be mourned, but... I wish it hadn't come to this." She meant what she said to Lantro. If the Tuffles had come to them and aired the grievances in a peaceful way, she would have listened and would have done what she could to accommodate them. Obviously, that couldn't have been just giving them their planet back. She couldn't, in all good conscience, displace ten million people who had nothing to do with the conquest, nor would she even think of offering shared ownership of the world.

In a way, this was the easier solution, even if it was the most painful and most costly.

This was going to keep her up at night for a while.

Turrip was gone, destroyed. The Turripian Saiyans had been waiting to return home, now they had no home to return to. She felt the most awful about that. I'll have to deal with that later.

"Thank you again, Miras." She opened a compartment in her hand and pulled out a vial filled with a cloudy white liquid. "The virus I sprayed him with isn't lethal, but it is contagious to Saiyans. If any in your employ get infected, give them this." She handed it to her.

The officer nods and takes it. She salutes and then escorts the prisoner onboard the waiting GP ship.

Lantro glanced back at Sarada, but otherwise said nothing, apparently quietly accepting his fate.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

"Excellent. I'm certain Jinzi will be quite interested in the punishment she receives." Sarada would have said more, but Ishtar's sweet voice rang in her head.



And the message she had was anything but sweet. Sarada was right, in a sense. It was a human body double, kind of. He split himself into two pieces, and was hiding his true self somewhere else. Coward.

Thanks to Eva's extreme efforts, he could no longer spy on any place where his human name was mentioned, but he had a pair of eyes right there in plain sight. Also, he saved himself from any possible confrontation. It was clever, but wholly irritating.

'That bastard is always one step ahead! But, he can't hide forever. Do you have any way of tracking him?'

She cleared her throat and turned her attention back to Grinthorn. "Now then, about the other business, Mr. President?"

"Reeks of magic. We will see if there is enough to make a trail," Ishtar replied.

Of course ... it would likely be dangerous to simply appear where he's hiding. No telling what defenses he could have. Still, finding it would be enough.

"I will let you know."

[KingofPie]

Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

"Thank you, Mr President," Blizzar stated gratefully, his eyes narrowed to red slits as he attempted to make sense of all this. Grinthorn had planned this for some time, most likely. Blizzar took a long glance over the document, attempting to discern any...unsavory clauses hidden within the fine print, as well as any loopholes, he himself could exploit. To aid in this endeavor, a GP drone, playing the part of the Galaxy Police's photographer, scanned the paper once over as well.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

OT: Cleric I was wondering. Is it possible for Althena to use her Extrasensory Perception to track the actual Alakazah's whereabouts?