The Devil Came Down to Konats... and a Namekian followed [O]

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"You can't mean we are going to fight the SSE they are far too powerful." One of Plato's Council Member an Old Konstain slammed his fist down on the desk in the backroom where they talked about policy. Plato Council of Konstain 2 Older Konstain, One who really didn't know much about that being the court wizard Max who by the recommendation of the other Council member and Demetrius who was the only council member who had survived as he fled with Plato. He was now his left hand man. Regardless the council was not for his plans which were still are sketched out. Plato nodded to the man, "Well as I’ve said we need to do something the SSE need to pay for what they have done." Plato said sitting down in the chair as one of the member of the council got to his feet, "The sse is a force of powerful warriors we cannot fight them perhaps we need some form of peace." Plato turned his head looking at his council member, "You want to make peace with our foes. They came here and invaded our home and you want to make peace with them." The council member stepped back nodding, "I am saying it as a countermeasure we don't want to damage the planet more than it has already had I understand the SSE need to pay but we cannot risk more people for a goal like that your grace I meant no disrespect." He bowed his head to Plato bowing his head, "Yes I was a little rash for now we should focus I a rebuild we should get in contact with some of the SSE see if we can work out an arrangement of peace." Plato turned as they were about to speak on another issue Plato raising his hand. The massive power heading towards the castle and he knew who it was. Plato turned his head, "Council you are dismissed something has come up." Plato said as they looked at each other confused but the seriousness in Plato's voice told them otherwise not to ask why. They left the room Plato staring out of the window in front as he could see the slug heading his way. He crossed his arms behind his back staring out of the window as he felt another power knowing it was Alistair. He knew they were not on the best of terms they were meeting right in the castle. If it got violent then the whole city could be destroyed.

Plato Strided out of the room heading downstairs with his hands behind his back He could here Alistair smooth tongue as he seemed to be speaking to Xylo already. The Konstian hoped Xylo was not gearing up to attack they had just recovered and why he believed he could fight Xylo this secret weapon he had. If it had been strong enough to defeat Etoru even Alistair and him together would be at xylo's mercy and he doubted Xylo mercy would extend enough to not at least leave the city in rubble. Plato stepped out from the stairs near the entrance the guards turning their heads, "King Plato has arrived." One yelled as other guards streamed towards him but he raised his arms, "Your service is not needed for the time being make sure the people are in position just in case we need to move people out of the city." he said calmly as the captain of the guard saluted and they streamed out of the castle to make sure everyone was safe. If this was an invasion then the guards should be out making sure everyone was alright and that there was no trouble. The King strides he pulling off his mask to address Xylo in person. His face was not as monstrous as Alistair had saw but it did seem like he had been burned all up his face at least to Xylo. Of course that was farther from the truth. His face was grey and cracked still healing from the magic abuse he had performed to reach his new peak of power. He had given up a lot for the power he now had. Silver hair flowed out from under his hood as he pulled it down looking right in the eyes of the King of the Namakians. It was a glance to study the Namakians he had grown a great deal stronger since he had left hell. He was strong in hell but now he was a Monster. He was not the level of someone like walker or Etoru but he could see if his grown continued he may have caught them. "Lord Xylo it is nice to see you I hope everything is going well on Namak, you don't need to call me King just call me Plato that will work fine for me." He brought his hand forward pointing softly at Alistair before moving to Xylo. "I know you two you have some grudge however since your here Xylo perhaps we can find a way to fix this issue or maybe not either way I’m quite ready to hear what will be said between you two."



Lord Xylo

Plato soon arrived, his arrival announced by a servant. Xylo, meanwhile, seemed to think he'd been holding all the power here, Alaistair raising an eyebrow and looking at him with eyes half opened, thinking that he had all the power here. He started listing options to them, insisting that they work under him so they could work together to fight the SSE. On top of that, he'd threaten Alaistair directly, thinking Alaistair would cobble under him. After that, he spoke to Plato insisting that he join for the sake of defending Konats.

"Keep in mind that we've allies in the SSE, Plato, even though we do want to take down the current regime," Alaistair'd speak to Plato's mind, "Nitpick what he's saying right now... I imagine he actually has no forces capable of handling the SSE, so he's here because I'm here and had been gathering people."

"Suppose we humor you, Xylo. What're you going to give in to have us assist you," Alaistair spoke up to the Namekian, "As you've pointed out, we just got out of taking back the planet and we're in some repair right now. What'd you do for us to get us to help you?"

(Plato)

"I'll offer the only thing a wounded planet needs-- Protection. I'll make sure your surviving people are healthy and your city quickly repaired by providing a few Dragon Clan Mystics. With their advanced healing magics, they'll be more than willing to mend this world, and they can do so with unmatched speed. I'll also bolster your defenses if needed by sending a few squadrons of Mazoku Warriors. As long as you offer your loyalty, I can offer that much, and when we succeed in demolishing the Solar Empire, you will have so much more."

Xylo focused in on Plato, his gaze locking with Plato's own. Whatever pitiful attempt at intimidation the King was trying to pull off was failing miserably. If anything, Plato's bravado-infused statements at the tail-end of his speech only proved how unprepared he was to lead. It wasn't like Xylo cared about his leadership skills, though; He needed a viable grunt, not a fellow Lord.

The question of Walker's relation to Xylo was a tough one to answer. It was obvious that Plato had some seriously bad blood with the fellow judging by how venomously he referred to him. If Alaistair weren't aware of Xylo's connection, it'd be much easier to lie, but perhaps being truthful would be better in the long run anyways. "I suppose its best I be straight with you. Walker was my brother... In a way. He carried my Father's blood in his veins, but he was a strange creature. I tried to connect with him, but my efforts did not go so well. In the end, he was a wild card, playing both sides for his own gain. He was killed due to a severe lack of battle strategy."

Not all of what Xylo said was entirely true, but it wasn't like Alaistair would be able to correct him. For all they knew, Walker really was playing both sides. Maybe it truly was for the best that he had died that day.

Xylo moved on to the next question, deciding to show a bit more of his hand in hopes to tip the scales of this conversation in his favor. "My forces are strong enough to deal with Oozaru, but only a few can truly deal with those golden bastards. Luckily, I've got the Arcosian Empire on my side. More than a handful of their top soldiers can down a Super Saiyan without breaking a sweat."

A chuckle involuntarily escaped Xylo as Plato attempted to show off his Kashvarr magic. It was starting to feel like he had front-row seats to a Tough-Guy Amateur Hour show. "Good to hear. I wouldn't want to be enlisting a planet of weaklings for my assault on the Solar Empire."

His eyes darted back to Alaistair, the Namekian's signature scowl returning. The silver-tongued Devil was probably whispering in Plato's mind with magics, as he so loved to do. If it weren't for the potential power boost Alaistair could gain while in Hell, Xylo would obliterate him right where he stood. Things would be so much simpler if this timeless bag of wrinkled skin and poor decisions had stayed dead the first time.

"I've got a lot of things on my plate, King Plato. What's your decision?"

"Oh Protection." Plato put a finger to his lip as Xylo keep speaking about his dragon clan mystics. He said he could mend the world and once the SSE was defeated he'd get so much more. The King strided forward looking Xylo dead in the eyes. The Namakian wanted loyalty he could be loyal that was not a high price but he'd play his cards. Xylo thought he had the advantage but Plato thought otherwise. Alistair and Plato were both powerful he needed them if he wanted to beat the SSE. He knew that the SSE had the earthlings as allies he'd need them. He would need Vennel and Kaza too if he wanted to win and he'd need a mole in earth society. He'd need more then brute force which it seemed the Namak lord was focused on. He had already assumed he had become some fearsome being that'd make Plato bend without a fight. If he died fighting for Konats then the consequence would come after but he'd let them be ruled by someone off there planet. Plato tilted his head up so he could stare at Xylo face, "You can't mend mental scars Lord Xylo you cannot mend the damage that was caused with all the dead you cannot mend the pain they will exist and the void that has been caused. You cannot bend the magic of the kashvarr that nearly destroyed this world. You cannot cure the children who suffered because of both regimes the one before mine and the one that tore so many lives away. If your bet to get me on your side was some offering of medics then I’m sad to say. Unless they can erase time then well, they won't be much help mending the world."


Plato paused as he listened to what he had to say about walker. It seemed they had some blood but of course he knew otherwise that Walker was namakians. If he was well he'd of known he looked nothing like one Xylo and he at most only had the same aura that would make one thing of a godly being. Too bad both played the side of the devil. He nodded at Xylo, "Yes well since your kin I’m sorry for your loss on the other hand I’m glad he died in a sense on the one hand I hated him on the other if he was fighting for you and against the sse which I suppose is what occurred his death is a huge blow to your strength. Then again his death might be the only reason I can sit at this table and talk about making this alliance. If he was alive there be no go of course, I don't side with people with cross both sides." Plato shoulder sagged a little as he took a more relaxed Posture. It was a lot off his mind to know Walker had died just like he did. It was funny how such a hypocrite died trying to overthrow an empire to only give rise to a new one. Walker must have been rolling in his grave and realized his grave mistake. Plato sure had as now there were 2 empires that he had to deal with, one that had led to the death on this world and another that threatened more death. He spoke saying the Aroscian Empire had powerful forces but no names were labelled. Plato assumed it meant the emperor was trying to bluff. If he had some warriors that could tangle with super saiyan why come here and deal with Alistair and himself. He hated Alistair he could have just invaded the world. He himself didn't hate Xylo but their relationship didn't pan out to be something he'd assume be worth for the emperor to "Waste" his time on Konats. No, Xylo valued strength and in fact he needed it. If Xylo was so powerful he'd of been able to take konats and force Plato into dealing with the emperor. Xylo was powerful and the demon he had from hell more so but if he that was all he had then he could not beat the SSE or earth. It made it all the more worse that they were allies.

Xylo asked for Plato to make his choice. The King closed his eyes pondering the choice. Alistair was talking in his head but Plato just ignored him. If he looked so weak in front of Xylo being a pawn to Alistair he'd get no respect from the lord. He was a king now and not a puppet of Alistair. Of course he liked Alistair council but now was not the time. The King did however heard Alistair talk about this power boost sharing his memories. The King keep it in the back of his mind. He needed more power in case the day came but he'd have to focus on the was here and now not in the future. Plato nodded to Xylo, "Bing Gan cyborg of Earth, Vipoi Lord of Earth Zucceta Former queen of the Saiyans, Etoru the upcoming warrior, Hanbana the new queen, Shembha the new commander of the sse, Cipher the Android peacekeeper, Celmaru Waterfield of Earth and ally of Ayuma, Ayuma the old hermit of earth." Plato paused to take in a deep breath.

"All powerful warriors that will be in your path to conquest. They will not bend to you and i shall not either. You want me a servant to you but i stand here as King of Konats and i will not bend to your demands that i must join you. However, we have a common foe that is where i propose to you a refined deal. I will not become one of your men or grunts but i will forge a defensive pact with the Empire of Mazoku in order to defend against a common foe or ours. The SSE had been allowed to run rampant in all three of our domains. Aroscian Konstian and Namakian have suffered greatly because they been allowed to run and do as they please. I am not happy with earth either as they let them get away as if they don't have a heart in them for others that suffer. I know they must look out for themselves first but still they have become accomplices in the crime. I will not serve you as a solider and throw my people's life away unless you can prove to me you, Lord Xylo have the allies and forces to stand a chance but need the push to catapult you to victory. I would accept if that was the case but I’ve seen the SSE and I’ve known people from earth. They are powerful and all this aroscian you claim can defeat super Saiyans i doubt they exist. If they exist tell me who they are so i can get in contact with the Aroscian Empire and talk with them. Those are my terms as of now a defensive pact against the sse, until you have brought something of more substance to prove you with the help of the Konstian's can defeat the sse i will not send my people to be slaughtered because you fancy yourself as the next big time emperor of the universe." Plato sounded and looked as calm as ever as he lifted his mask off his scar's being revealed to the emperor. The Grey cracked scales and the skin that seemed to be burnt. He lifted the mask dropping it to the ground. It was so he could breathe if Xylo wanted to turn things violent he didn't want to spend time taking off all his gear. "Now you've made your terms and I’ve made mine but based on what you may also have to offer these terms can change I am not an unreasonable man."

To Alaistair's surprise, Xylo agreed to Plato's terms, holding out his hand. He sucked his lips in, nodding and putting his hands behind him. After their handshake, Xylo started to walk away, looking back to them and waved, before heading to his ship and flew off. Alaistair clicked his tongue as he opened his mouth, his tone being surprised as he spoke.

"Well then.... That was unexpected," he stated, bringing a hand up and stroking his beard, "Here I was thinking he was going to flip out at how he were being so stingy with the terms... Perhaps something happened that snapped him straight enough to make him that way?"

Alaistair turned to Plato to ask, "Any idea on how our Kabochan friend is doing, by the way?"

(Plato. Lord Xylo do you mind if Plato and I post one more round before ending? It'll be quick, promise!)

(Scratch that, I'll just be taking power level with this! )