The War's End [CONQUEST]

    Once more he had found himself called not into a fight, not to war, and not to battle, but simply for help. For as long as Ward had known Plant existed he had many of its inhabitants asking for assistance, be it the now deceased Yangcong, multiple Saiyans he had met only the one time, or Cheri even all those months ago, but at no point did he directly get involved. The most he had done up to this point was watch from the sidelines and come to the Saiyan palace to watch and make sure things were kept between Taori and any challengers, and little else. He was here, but once more he had no intentions of directly leading a charge against one side or another, but his assistance was requested again, and given the circumstances he had to witness the events, even if he didn't fully know the plan or scope involved.

    This seemed like what could bring an end to endless and in his mind needless war, a war that in his mind had long thrown any semblance of balance out of whack for the entire planet. While soldiers below prepared, Ward appeared above them, purposefully staying back, but not necessarily out of sight. His eyes shifted not towards Taori as they began to speak, but the city they looked to lay siege upon, curious of the response to the Saiyan leaders loud and bold statement.

    Given his distance from Taori, he couldn't yell anywhere near loud enough for them to hear, and if he could what would be the point of it given he didn't care for every Saiyan or Tuffle in earshot to hear regardless. It was a simple matter of establishing a mental link between him and the Saiyan King to allow them to communicate directly.

What was that old phrase? ‘Third time’s the charm’. Perfectly quaint, and perfectly applicable, too, if only this had been the third time. No, this was only the first time; of course, Cheri was not the sort to endow mere idioms with unearned weight; this ploy would not succeed because of its ordinality, nor its ordnance. No, this plan would work because Cheri was there to make it work.

If it was not already obvious, Cheri had woken up on the correct side of the bed that morning. She had gotten up with purposeful intention because she knew exactly what that day would entail. She did not need her usual dose of caffeine hyperconcentrate; extra speed, she knew, would only slow her down.

The moment Cheri stepped out from the (appropriately-sized, for a tuffle) doors of the apartment complex where she lived and, for the first time in her time there, saw that Hatchi City was still. She heard, for the first time perhaps ever, that it was quiet. There were no cars in the air, no whirrs of teleportation (whether short-range or long-), and barely the slightest hubbub of chatter on the sidewalks. Compared to the first time, not a single klaxon blared out. It would have been disingenuous to say that the whole city was empty, though: whether they were scouting nearby, patrolling, or examining satellite readings, Hatchi City was manned by various bio-androids and various androids, such as that rather well-known-about model of android, the godgardon (personally, though, Cheri thought the model was rather lacking). There were sapient soldiers, too, though, mostly tuffle but with some hired mercenary expertise as well.

Rather conveniently, Cheri had ‘trusted sources’ provide her with ‘valuable military intel’ regarding this very day, and the ‘invasion’ that was to occur on it. Part of that ‘intel’ involved the information that the Vegetan forces were ordered not to kill, and if it were not for this information, even fewer tuffle soldiers would have chosen to say. No, outside of these few, and the supremely-essential personnel, all of the people of Hatchi City (and anyone who lived even remotely nearby, for good measure) were safely sequestered away in numerous bunkers, the locations and natures of which were so secret that I cannot even tell you now. This was all part of a ploy, of sorts, a grand plan that remarkably few individuals had been let in on. Her part in arranging for its possibility had been difficult: to put everything in place to ensure that it would work, that no one would die in the process, to have it all go smoothly, to not have it go smoothly enough to elicit suspicion, etcetera. For almost anyone, such a feat of grand bureaucratic orchestration would have been impossible to pull off without breaking out from the confines of the chancellorship’s constitutionally-bound influence, but Cheri wasn’t ’almost anyone’.

Even outside of the soldiers and the various scientific creations-on-legs, Hatchi City was far from defenseless. Various forcefields using various technologies had been set up at various ranges, none of which were honestly expected to stop the invasion force for long… but, hey, someone built it, may as well show it off, eh? On top of that, the walls boasted a wide array of turrets and guns, almost every one of a different design, almost every one set to blast one of a myriad of distinct dangerous substances. Under no pretense would Oozaru knock down the walls without at least some measure of painful opposition. It was this difficulty, she was sure, that would make such a successful breaching all the more satisfying for the hordes of Great Apes involved.

”The war ends today,” she told herself under her breath for the... no, actually, this was definitely the first time she said that in this context. She found herself outside the city walls; no one had come with her. At this point, they’d have just gotten in the way, and I mean that quite literally.

Now all she needed to do was perform. Put on a show, fight well, satisfy the urge for violence.

She was dressed appropriately, in her programmable matter battle suit. She moved two fingers to her scouter, sending an encrypted message to the city’s defenders… or, at least, the defenders she knew would be there, and had prepared for. ”You know what to do.” And, for the second time in a while… indeed they did. ”Well… here goes nothing.”

Cheri’s Power Level began to rise dramatically, first quickly rising to the level it would stay at during moments of great desperation, but soon thereafter would gain, and gain, and gain again! Many present had seen such a thing before, but that did not lessen the impact of such a thing as Cheri seemed to levitate, slowly, upwards, as if caught up the updraft of her own power, as her aura expanded out in all dimensions. The aura would slowly change, though, as it gained texture, firm edges, and corporeality. This was no mere aura; this was a mecha! All at once, reality caught up and seemed to realise only then what had happened, for gravity brought its terrific mass to the ground, causing the very planet to shake. To a minimum of thirty metres tall, it was at least 20% taller than the next tallest thing around… eye-catching, certainly!

she said, in character,

That’d be sure to rile them up.

It had seemed like after weeks of training her, she had decided to do what needed to be done. Blizzard was at the outskirts of the city and within his ship. As he sat at the helm with his hands folded together, playing a game of chess with his Captain who was a red ant alien. The game was close, but Blizzard yet again was able to pull off a victory.

"And checkmate"

The Captain stood to his feet in mere shock...

"No way.. I didn't see it coming.."

"Go wake up Zuqetta, I wanted to teach her how to play chess."

"Yes sir."

Blizzard stood from the table and looked at the city from afar. All of a sudden his scouter started to go haywire. A bunch of power levels all at once started to show. Just what the hell was going on over there?!

The captain had rushed over to Blizzard's side.

"Sire, she's gone."

Blizzard was quick to detect Zuqetta's power level. He had found her and he had to make the quick choice in the matter. Was he going to leave her there to fight a war by herself, or was he going to step in and help. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the Captain.

"Prepare the 100 men we have right now, we have to go over there now."

Coming from the skies and hearing the Captain's speech. The Arcosian Empire soldiers had arrived and immediately aimed their rifles and guns at the Saiyans, giving the tuffles insurance that they were allies. Blizzard had finally found Zuqetta and stood beside her as he saw this android looking saiyan speak to her. He gave the android a serious glare, before resting grabbing all of his sword hilts from underneath his cloak and just keeping it there.

"Zuqetta, there you are. I was going to teach you how to play chess today. It looks like you will have to learn how to play chess in real life now."

He would lower his tone of voice before continuing.

"Remember your training, we aren't on my ship anymore. This is the real deal."



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