[The revolution ends now!] [Antary]

[Rensou Hiruen]

Each and every fighter whom had signed up for the great tournament had been escorted to individual rooms before the opening ceremonies, giving them a chance to warm up their physical abilities and prepare their mentality for the tall task of competing before fifteen thousand spectators. It had set the stage for the perfect ambush, and as the announcer began to roar moments before the fighters were led to the ring for introductions, seven Saiyans had descended upon a single room.

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“I want him arrested, Rensou. I wish to learn his motive for rising against me.”

“My King, the punishment for high treason is death! The man rose against you and sent an assassin! Let him die by my hand.”

“That may very well be the case, Rensou, but my orders are clear. . .”

“. . .Very well, Koregutsu. It will be done.”

The cooler head of Boliko Koregutsu had prevailed, and it was decided the offender was to be questioned before his head rolled on the dirt and the vultures feasted upon his flesh. For what seemed like an eternity, the leader of the revolution had been a known man to the General and the King. . .they were simply awaiting the most opportune moment to strike. The assassin that had been freed had been carrying a tiny tracking device beneath his skin, and the whereabouts of the rebellion's base was well known, but in an effort to save Saiyan lives, the pair had waited like lions stalking their unsuspecting prey.

The prey had dipped his head for a drink of water the moment he had signed up for the tournament, and the moment to strike had arrived. Did Antary think the two most powerful Saiyan in the universe fools? Had it never occurred to him that each and every potential fighter had been verified, and that his name was known to be a falsity, an absolute lie and spittle in the face of Rensou Hiruen!? Rensou had stared into his face on the screen of the computer, anxious to strike the insolence from his abhorred features.

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The time had arrived, and the lion struck with the pride.

Suddenly, Antary would be encroached upon by six Saiyans and one General Rensou Hiruen as they boldly walked through his door, the tattoo of the Saiyan Empire proudly illuminated by the overhead lighting as Rensou Hiruen actually smiled at the man before him while the six soldiers guarded the doorway, their eyes trained on “Ranty.”

“A pleasure, I'm sure,” Rensou extended with arrogance: the game was won, and the world would be righted once again as soon as this scum was jailed and Boliko had his chance at civil things before Rensou executed him in honorable combat himself!

The General never allowed Antary a chance to speak as he extended the charges, “Antary, you're being charged with high treason against the throne. Turn, put your hands behind your back, and come peacefully,” A Saiyan warrior stepped forward, a set of heavy cuffs in his hands which were more than a simple mechanical object: they had been designed by Saiyan Electronics to restrict the power of the wearer, rendering Antary relatively helpless if he gave in to the demands presented to him. He certainly had other choices.

“If you won't come peacefully. . .well, that would be fine with me, -Ranty-,” and the General and his six laughed, absolutely ready for a fight: each and every man was absolutely loyal to Boliko Koregutsu, and they would fight and kill for him. . .they hardly needed a reason, but they had plenty. The revolutionary they were tasked with returning to Saru Prison had sent a man to kill their King. It was an amazing thing they were able to contain their hate at all. Antary could come along, or he could fight for his life. . .Rensou preferred the latter.

[Antary]

Antary was surprised to see the saiyan warriors surrounding him, but kept calm. He was expecting to get caught, but was hoping to at least get a fight or two in before that happened. It was surprising how they managed to pinpoint it straight to him, however now is really not the time to be admiring technology. He was surrounded, caught off-guard with his heavy training weights on, making him barely as strong as the 6 saiyan warriors.

This was his first time meeting General Rensou in person. He is exactly like the rumors tell him to be - the very archetype of a saiyan warrior. Antary could sense the great power coming from this man, a terrifying strength oozing from every pore of his body, the owner of which clearly didn`t care about keeping it under control and instead seemed to be proud to show it off. And there indeed was something to show.

Fighting these men would be suicide. If he ran, he would be too slow. But there was something that bothered him quite a bit, something about what Rensou said during the arrest. "The punishment for high treason is death, everyone knows that. So why are they taking me in?" He thought to himself, quietly turning and putting his hands behind his back, waiting for the cuffs to restrain his arms and power. Because his heavy weights were created with energy, they specifically adapted to his current power, which was a life saver in this case. Otherwise, Antary`s arms and legs would get ripped off under the weight.

The handcuffs did their job perfectly - the saiyan was feeling as weak as a baby, but still strong enough to walk or perform any other basic tasks. Still without saying a word, he turned back to the men, awaiting further orders. They were probably capturing him to get more information about the rebellion, but he was confident that he would not snap under tortures or threats. He had only the organization to lose, and as long as they are uninformed about it, they can`t threaten it.

Or perhaps there is some other purpose to this capture that Antary wasn`t aware of. Only time can tell.


(Do we continue in this thread?)

[Rensou Hiruen]

Rensou growled, despite his request that this revolutionary scum should stand down and submit to the authority he had presented, he had truly wished for a fight. Boliko Koregutsu would be unable to truly hold him accountable for merely defending himself, and every fiber of the Hiruen being burned with distaste for this man. The fabled leader of the “Rebellion,” and some good he had done ~ an assassination attempt upon the King, whom was being worshiped as a hero after attaining the legendary transformation of their race, had only led to want for the end of the Saiyan Revolution. This man had simply gathered a group of ne'er-do-wells and united them under a single cause and broken out a would-be assassin.

So, why then, did Rensou wish to spill his guts onto the floor with the razor tip of a Tsurutsurugi and listen to his cry for mercy as his life dribbled out from the gaping hole? This man was the reason for the death of Senja, Hodacha, and Kosai. The first had been chosen to bear Rensou's child, and he had truly loved the woman. Hodacha and Kosai were both dear to the Saiyan General as well, and this fucking Antary had provided an outlet for traitorous Saiyans to scapegoat blame onto the revolution and allow the aforementioned traitors an attempt to regain power, usurping Boliko Koregutsu. Once the betrayers had been slain, there was little threat to the government. . .but this Antary had been a part in it all, knowingly or unknowingly.

Rensou stepped forward and met eyes with the bastard, his steeled eyes sending a single message: utmost hate, and all the mistreatment derived from that insatiable burning desire to kill slowly would be fulfilled as soon as Boliko had discovered the man's motive. The relinquished gladiator fought back the urge to tear esophagus from neck – despite hate, the man was an honorable warrior, especially when the object of his fury was a Saiyan. Thus, Antary would be spared mistreatment. “You and I, Antary. . .” Rensou flashed a smile, “. . .we go back farther than you think,” and whether Antary knew he was the cause of the deaths of some of the most powerful Saiyan to ever fight under the banner of Koregutsu, Rensou did not care: indirect or direct, he was still the reason.

“You won't be around much longer, though,” he turned, focusing on the six warriors whom would escort this despicable man back to Saru Prison, where he would not have to wait shortly for Koregutsu's questioning. “Take him away, I'm going to watch my son fight,” and with that, Rensou left the way he came.

As the Saiyan quickly made his way towards the ongoing battles within the arena, he could not help but feel he should have crushed the skull of Antary and painted the walls with fresh blood and brain and bone. Boliko would have forgiven him in time, but Rensou was simply too professional for such barbarism. Antary deserved a trial, and he would receive it.

[Taking Zeni. Antary, feel free to start a thread with you in a prison of whatever specifics you like and Boliko will hopefully reply soon.]

[Antary]

This was their first meeting in person. Antary gave the general a puzzled look. He wanted to ask him, but knew that he would receive no answer. Rensou seemed to hate him, it was clearly expressed in his voice, his facial expression and body language, even if the man wanted to conceal it. He needed to do some research on this subject once he is out of this sticky situation, though he could already assume why.

With his foolishness and inexperience, Antary caused the deaths of many people. The real traitors and terrorists used him and his organization, manipulating and gradually taking control of every single aspect up to the point where Antary wasn`t even needed. It was a slaughter. But the Rebellion returned, learning from the previous mistakes and with a whole new mission - to clear out the scum that made themselves comfortable on this planet.

But the damage caused could not be repaired. There was no one else to blame other than Antary for biting more than he could chew. The mistake that shall forever haunt him for the rest of his life, disturbing his sleep and polluting his thoughts.

Hiruen left. The young saiyan took a deep breath, but not from fear, from guilt, before the warriors lead him away from the arena. They didn`t bother to remove his disguise, either because they couldn`t be bothered to, or because they didn`t know that this was a disguise. They walked outside the arena, and then took to the skies, heading straight for the prison facility. The crowd`s cheers accompanied them halfway before fading away. Throughout the trip, nobody said a word.

Antary knew a means to escape even these power suppressing bonds, but he chose not to. This might be the only opportunity to actually speak to King Boliko without a hundred guards breathing down his neck, and they sure as hell had something to talk about. The saiyan was certain that he was going to get an audience with the King, because why else is he still alive? Why else would these men risk their lives trying to capture someone as infamous as him? It is doubtful that some other official could make a capture order for the leader of the Saiyan Rebellion rather than his termination.

Much like with the general, this was also going to be their first, and perhaps, last time meeting in person.


(PL please)

[Rensou Hiruen]

PL as well. =]