DBZ: The Fallen Empire (Chapter 3: The Outlanders)

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"On it." Zibarica replied as he moved quickly from warrior to warrior, securing the cuffs on each of them, before giving a few cuffs to Gogeta Jr. "But it wont get done with just me putting them on." 

Panich and Bage stood in silence as the handcuffs were placed on their wrists.
Basil pulled Kira up carefully before Zibarica handed him the cuffs to put on him. The namekian overheard the exchange between Vegetto Jr and Paprika, turning to the fusion. 

"Well since you're over there already," Zibarica tossed a pair of cuffs to Vegetto Jr, "Hop to it. But by all means, continue with your conversation."
 
"Just don't move Mioi." Jaz said weakly. "No more talking, save your energy. Junior and the others are gonna get us out of here. Just hang in there."

Jaz stayed by Mioi's side and finally put her aching body to a small rest. Regardless of how tired or weak she is, she seems to have a determination that pushes her far beyond any limit she'll encounter. Her body twitched in pain as she waited for the plan to unfold. She wasn't exactly thrilled of being handcuffed again.

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Kire's eyes scanned Junior as he got closer. The image he saw in his head matched him point for point. His hate for the young man was obvious but he couldn't do a thing about it now. However, he acted as if he never met Junior before and seemed to be overall nice to the boy.

"Oh, yeah. Why wouldn't she?" Kire groaned a chuckle in pain. "I am her father, after all. Let's save the chit-chat for later, you guys seem to be in a hurry."

Kire just barely managed to gather up the energy to move but his rage towards Junior was growing more and more. He didn't make any rash actions, at least none that he couldn't explain very well, that is. He stared at his rusting arm and a smirk formed on his lips.  He lowered his head and pretended to mess around with his rusted arm until that same rusted arm balled a fist and launched itself as a back-hand right to Junior's face when he got close to Kire. Deep down inside, Kire felt ever so satisfied. He wanted to hit Junior again but that first hit took most of the energy he had.

"Oh shit! Oh man! I'm so sorry dude! Are you okay?!" Kire said surprised. He sounded genuine to his word, almost as if the argument he had with Vegetto never happened. "I'm sooooo sorry! Looks like the rust has been messin' with my arm and it's making spastic movements! It... kinda has a mind of its own right now. Might as well hurry and put those cuffs on me, I sure don't wanna hit you again..." 

Kire was an amazing actor as well as an even better liar. He held his hands out to Junior, urging him to cuff him; however, he would twitch and lash his rusting arm out to Junior in hopes of scaring him. He felt victorious, at least for the meanwhile.
 
Cuffs again...? Mioi groaned internally. But this was a rescue mission for them, so she would just be more of a burden if she focused too long. She thought the flu feeling back when she was suspended in that strange dream state might have just been a duller effect of what they were feeling now. 

The marclops herself just looked dead tired, and she struggled to stay awake. That rest from earlier wasn't enough.

Must.... focus... remain awake... Mioi chanted to herself, as her squinted gaze shifted around the room, trying hard to remember their faces, and those she didn't recognize.
 
No response came from Solaris' request

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Vegetto Jr. winced slightly, stumbling back a foot from the blow. He rubbed the side of his chin for a moment, narrowing his eyes down to the man's rusty arm with a frown.

"Ah...well don't worry about it. It didn't hurt really, no harm done."

He started to fumble the cuffs caught from Zibracia earlier for a moment before gently clasping them onto his wrists. Vegetto's eyes had been following the entire exchange, peering over slightly as cuffs were clasped onto his gloved wrists as well. The fusion broke out into a small smirk at the response his son made, locking eyes with Kire across the way while his chest rose slightly in a silent and mocking chuckle.

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Gogeta Jr. frowned at the cuffs thrown his way, catching the few in a moment's notice. He quickly tossed them back towards Zibracia.

"There's only a few of them left that need to be bound. We already discussed this: I need to explain our story while you finish up the prep work."

The Saiyan then turned towards the others, his face stern.

"This is our story: you were a group of raiders, caught by us. We're escorting you towards an armored shuttle, waiting to transport you out of the facility. We'll handle the talking, but you mustn't break character if you are questioned."

Gogeta raised an eyebrow.

"Raiders? What kind of raider would want to steal from a prison?"

Gogeta Jr. shook his head once.

"This is no prison: this facility is where Arcann keeps all of his most prized possessions."

Beerus' eyes widened slightly in response, the rage clearly building in his voice.

"Prized....possessions?"

Gogeta Jr. turned his head towards the god, nodding once with a small smirk.

"Yes...don't you feel special now?"
 
Zibarica chuckled at the young fusion before mumbling to himself. 

"No harm in trying to make my job easier."

He then went to the remaining warriors, starting with Oriko and finishing with Mioi and Jaz.

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"I don't enjoy the thought of being some damn novelty.." Panich scoffed at Gogeta Jr.'s explination, finding herself just as enraged as Beerus.
 
"Yeah.. Not every dsy that you get a group stealing from the... Vault... Where your possessions look just like them." Oriko sighed as he looked at Vegetto Jr.
 
"Maybe the other guards aren't allowed in this room." Jaz said while she was cuffed. "Maybe they don't know what we look like. I should try a pirate accent."

She shifted to her feet and took a sharp breath bracing herself for whatever may come ahead. Her eyes shifted to Junior and she smiled at him. After so long, that smile never changed. However, her cheeks turned a slight tint of pink and she looked away, being bashful and a little embarrassed.

"We should get movin'!"

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"Yeah, well, good thing I'm not so strongly built." Kire smiled to Junior and rose to hid feet. "Everything has a weak point tho'."

Kire stared in Jaz's direction and a smirk formed on his face. He knew he would never be able to beat Junior in a fist fight but he knew other ways to hurt a person. While he stared at Jaz, he turned to Vegetto and his devious smile only grew. The way he looked between his daughter and Vegetto only meant that he had more tricks up his sleeve. He mocked Vegetto by making the same mocking chuckle as he did.
 
Mioi nodded slowly, not being able to comment anything. She followed Jaz closely but as fast as her heavy feeling body would allow her. 

The very fact we are considered possessions is disturbing. 

She breathed through her nose loudly to indicate she wanted to hurry out of there.
 
Gogeta Jr. nodded his head once.

"Normally, this wouldn't work. But luckily, we have a little family heritage on our side to make this plan solid."

The Saiyan nodded towards the two fusions.

"We share identical physical appearances to our fathers. You've all been frozen for a long time, so none of the guards will notice that you're supposed to be a possession here in Arcann's vault. Especially not in this sector; he wouldn't dare anyone finding out what was truly being held here."

Beerus glanced around, studying the room as Gogeta Jr. pointed towards Vegetto and Gogeta.

"But what they will recognize are the leaders of the infamous Outlanders, having led a small team of raiders to steal Arcann's most prized possessions. Any onlooking guards wouldn't dare impede our progress in bringing the traitors before the Emperor, and our fathers can certainly play the part."

The god turned his head back towards Gogeta Jr, his voice flat.

"You take a lot of pride in that title, by the sound of it."

Gogeta Jr. shrugged his shoulders, his voice equally flat.

"In this universe, it's all we have left. Arcann saw to that himself."

Vegetto Jr. glanced away from Jaz, rubbing the back of his head for a moment before chiming in after her outburst.

"Yeah, I think we're all caught up now. Just, whatever you do, don't speak to anyone that attempts to question you."

He turned his gaze towards Vegetto and Gogeta respectively.

"Especially you two. This plan hinges completely on you pretending to be us. If you speak and they hear your voice, we'll be screwed."

The Saiyan and his counterpart glanced down towards their wrists, lightly pressing a sequence of keys on a metal wristband on their right forearms. Within seconds, both Saiyans were coated in the same golden armor of the knights of the throne room. Their voices mechanically amplified, bright blue lights in the eye sockets.

"Ready?"
 
Zibarica, Basil and Paprika followed suit, cloaking themselves in the golden armor to indicate that they were ready to go.

"As ready as I can be." Bage sighed softly in reply to the fusions.

Panich nodded simply, ready to take her role as a raider.
 
"Alright... I'm ready." Oriko responded. "Whatever it takes to get out of this place.."
 
"Ready! Let's hurry up and go." Jaz said eager to leave.

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Kire let out a sigh before nodding his head when questioned. He may have his issues with Junior but he truly wanted to get out of here.

"Yeah, let's go."
 
The other fusions nodded once in reply, Gogeta Jr. turning on his heel at their response.

"Stay in a single file line. Let's go."

The group shortly departed from the large circular room.

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Following Gogeta Jr.'s lead, the team walks silent down the narrow hallway. The pathway is made entirely of metal, illuminated on each side by bright sky blue lights matching the eye slits of the golden knights themselves. The walkway barely accommodated Gogeta Jr. walking alongside the two, everyone remaining silent despite having run into no other guards in the facility.

However, the group suddenly hooks right after ten minutes of walking, immediately walking into an opening leading into a room full of alien computer terminals. The disguised Gogeta Jr. quickly moved to the terminal on the right hand side wall, rapidly pressing on a few keys.

"Good news, this plan is going along much better than expected."

The golden knight's wrist illuminated a bright red glow a second later, the Saiyan turning his head towards it. Gogeta Jr. lifted his arm slowly, pressing on the blinking light.

"Go ahead."

A masculine voice rung out from the Saiyan's wrist, rising in volume at Gogeta Jr.'s pressing onto the red light.

::An updated time table would be good.::

Gogeta Jr's tone remained flat.

"Is there a problem?"

::Nooooo.....no problem. It's just that...we're feeling a bit exposed out here...:

Gogeta Jr. let out a small sigh in response, shaking his head towards Zibarica for a moment before glancing back down.

::Have you found your Outlanders yet?::

Gogeta Jr. turned his head up, staring back at the others.

"Yes, you're on speaker."

::Great, I'm Koth Vortena. Welcome to the most suicidal rescue mission in history. Hope you guys are everything Junior said you were.::

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While the Gogeta Jr. worked on setting up the communication with Koth, Vegetto Jr. stood next to Jaz with a straight stance. He tilted his golden helmet down slightly towards her, yet did his best to keep his gaze away from her. The Saiyan fidgeted with his fingers for a moment, his modulated and robotic voice changing pitches slightly as he spoke.

"So...umm...did you sleep well?"
 
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