CHAPTER 1: THE HUNT
Darth Marr's tone was dark, the despair nearly drowning his voice.
"We were all subject to his rule at one point in the Empire...his energy signature is unmistakable. Those who felt it on Ziost could feel the depravity...the emptiness. A virus on this existence that hungers to consume all life...one that we will need to overcome."
Gogeta kept a frown, standing with his arms at his side.
"But how? How can we destroy him if he is still incorporeal?"
Darth Marr sighed lightly in response.
"If he has taken on a physical form, we will destroy it. That will at least weaken him, barring the unexpected or the miraculous."
Whis' voice rung out next, the two deities having arrived to join the group on the bridge.
"And if he hasn't?"
Darth Marr paused at the questioning from Whis, staring at the taller figure for a moment before continuing.
"If he remains incorporeal, then we'll at least know where to strike. Even if we don't know how..."
Gogeta turned his gaze down, but glanced up at the sudden rash tone coming from the Sith.
"Why travel so far?! Why consume every living thing on Ziost, then turn and flee into the depths of Wild Space?!"
The fusion watched on, Marr gesturing wildly to the departing Kire, Vegetto, and Jaz with an outstretched arm.
"Why play to the Emperor's pride and ego, when he can just as easily twist and manipulate us all?!"
He pulled his arm back, but his frustration only rose.
"He manipulated and developed Vegetto's anger even higher, but also restricted and controlled it?! For all this nonsense about fighting him in our minds, Vitiate has shown he is capable of rendering our minds broken from psychological torment but has chosen not to..."
The Sith raised both arms up in a questioning pose.
"What purpose does this all serve?!"
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Vegetto remained mostly unresponsive to Kire's actions, cringing heavily and having reverted slowly back to his normal form. His expression seemed distant, his eyes wandering slightly after the immediate pain had worn off, and rolled onto the bed at Kire's and Jaz's guidance.
The fusion remained still, and despite the questions, said nothing in response.