The New Chancellor - AT - CLOSED

"What other transformation are you going to pull out of your bullshit rucksack next, Yangcong?" Amara snapped fiercely at the aged warrior, her cloak of disguise dropping and true energy radiating out. If either Korado or Yangcong bothered to sense for it, they'd immediately recognize her. "Better yet, at what point will your laundry list of deplorable crimes ever fucking cease? I wanted to really believe you when you claimed to be doing all this to end the war, but look where we are now. Either you're a liar or a failure, but either way, all you've done is get the Tuffles in deeper shit! That attack on the capital a few months ago? SERIOUSLY?" Despite the hostility evident on her tone, Amara made no move to continue the fight as it had been going. "And next you'll try and tell me that all we need to do is lay down and just hand you the reigns of control. Right?"

Amara's fist swung wide, punching a hole clean through the building's wall. "YOU NEVER THINK THESE THINGS THROUGH! By all divine means, you should've fucking DIED at Sadala. It was only by luck that you survived. And I can see you took that as a universal sign to continue, not to stop. Your little charade did nothing to cripple the Saiyan army. In fact, I'd strongly argue it was because of YOU that Rosemary had such an easy time claiming the throne for herself. And now that the same monster you instilled is threatening the Tuffles your immediate kneejerk reaction is to do something incredibly fucking dumb, AGAIN." Pausing only to take a heated breath, Amara wasted no time in continuing: "Ending the war fast? Even if that's your intention you fucking suck at it. Take this very same situation as evidence. You couldn't convince Korado and I within the first minute of diplomacy and decided to transform into a MONKEY of all things to attack us for Tuffle Chancellery. Do you not see the issue!?"

"You were my father's chosen agent. I thought that meant you'd be smart. Either Garrick was a fool or your old age is catching up. ...Or maybe, you're just fine and dandy desecrating his memory. I know for a fact that this isn't what he would've wanted from you of all people. This reckless abandon, this self-righteous fallacy, this extreme string of fuck ups." A deep, frustrated sigh escaped her lips as the speech wore on, hands going to her temples and rubbing them gently. "Rosemary needs to be stopped sooner rather than later, that's true. So take the fight to her. No normal army can truly stop the likes of us, Yangcong, and you know that. Scrabbling for control over the Tuffles can and will only make things worse. ESPECIALLY if people find out your identity. Can you imagine what Rosemary or Azoth will do to us if the infamous 'Yangcong' is the Chancellor?" No. I can't let you take that seat. Please... please see reason. You may defeat me and seize it anyway, but it's not my strength I hope to block you with, but my words. At the very damn least if you're so deadset on careening the Tuffle leadership like a spacecraft through an asteroid field, use a proxy. Or just someone you could rely on. A second opinion and an identity to keep you shielded. That is the bare MINIMUM it'll take for me to accept you."

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"You were my father's chosen agent. I thought that meant you'd be smart. Either Garrick was a fool or your old age is catching up"


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Yangcong, two saiyan soldiers, and a Sgt saiyan stood behind enemy lines as they were hiding in Berri forest. Crouched down and huddling by a campfire as night had struck. The leader saiyan spoke to the three of them as he stood from the log that he was sitting on.

"We have the tuffle forces coming this way. About twenty of them. I will act as a lure while you both get Yangcong out of here. His injuries are severe and if he doesn't get help he will die."

One of the saiyan soldiers spoke up.

"This is why you don't get a half breed to join on this mission. His power level is a disgrace."

As much as the Sgt saiyan had agreed internally, he still had to follow orders.

"Commander Garrick put his trust in him that he would get the intel and he did. Now he has to make it back to the outpost. From what he has gathered, the intel is encrypted."

The three of them had now left the Sgt Saiyan and were back in HQ. After the intel was gathered, Yangcong and the two saiyan soldiers had heard the news. The Sgt had died in battle taking fifteen of the tuffles out before dying. The two saiyans visiting Yangcong in the medical facility.

"Because of your worthless ass, our sergeant died."

Yangcong couldn't say a word, they were right. About that time, Yangcong's student had arrived and she was a Lt for Commander Garrick. She gave both the soldiers a serious glare, indicating them to leave immediately. They left and she now stood in front of him.

"Malina, You have always been so kind to me."

She smirked and had both her hands on her hips.

"You did train me after all. You may not be strong like the other saiyans, but you are my master. I wouldn't have made it this far without you."

He smiled and looked at her.

"When is your departure with Garrick?"

She looked at him with her index finger to her cheek.

"In thirty minutes. I just wanted to see you before I went."

Yangcong smiled and staring into her eyes.

"You always been so kind."

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Tears and screams were present. The death of Commander Garrick had an effect on everyone. So many attended his funeral. Yangcong had placed flowers on his gravestone, along with his student Malina who was just a few rows down. He truly had sadness in his heart and most importantly pain. With so many things left unanswered and raising more questions than answers. This let Yangcong's heart grow darker and darker. More drinking and smoking also came from it.

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He looked at Amara with sadness in his eyes.

"Your father is no fool and you're right. I should have died that day. I have lived my whole life as not a leader but a follower."

He always had this ideology that he was just a shadow of a tree and Garrick was the tree. A shadow that is casted but not particularly noticed at all. As much as he wanted to be a leader and be the one to change the war effort. He was always a shadow and as he looked into Amara's eyes he could see her father's image standing behind her like a glow.

"You are right Amara... The Queen has to be stopped and I won't take the position."

He'd walk over to her and place his hand on her shoulder with a smile.

"I always admired your father and I will be placing my trust in you Amara. Sadly your father isn't with us right now."

He looked at Korado.

"Hopefully the three of us can make the change."

Despite his worry that he was going well, however, it seemed that Amara's words were able to get through Yangcong's head. He seemed to not stop trying to fight, he noted that he always admired her father and that now he realized the errors of his ways. Korado eyes however were narrowed. He didn't trust Yangcong not at all. However, he seemed to be willing to stop for now. The three of them would be the ones that have to change things. Which he was fine with but still, it would be up to Amara and Yangcong to do that.

Even though he interjected himself here, he was not 100 percent sure he'd be fighting with. With Amara yes, he would be fighting with her. Still, they seemed to at least agree they had to take down Rosemary, that was something he agreed with too. Stopping Rosemary would be key to ending the war. "Right I think we agree on that. We need to gather who we can to help us, probably get General Cheri and few others. Then I imagine face-off with the saiyans or defend ourselves. It really up to what you two want to do. But I'm here to help." He looked at Amara, he also is there for his half-sister. Even if had been so long. With that he got ready to leave, but was still ready to jump back in Yangcong did something sneaky. He had to be on guard with someone like Yangcong even if they had this uneasy truce.



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Gonna Exit if Amara and Yangcong Exit. Bascially same thing as Amara.