Post by Space Pirate Zima on Jun 12, 2017 5:31:06 GMT
Prologue
The world is known as a dark and scary place for some. To others, the world is a light and hearted place. It really all depends from which point of view that you are on and which side of the coin represents your perspective.
”Hey kid! Get back here! Those items don't belong to you!” A store clerk had shouted loudly as he chased after the ten year old brenchian. The both of them had turned a corner of a building as the brenchian child turned his head to stick his tongue out to the store clerk. The child coming to an abrupt halt and impacting Zima’s back. Now on his buttocks and rubbing his face, he stares up at the angry Zima who looks down at him.
The child bruising his face and landing on his buttocks as Zima turns to face the child in a serious facial expression. The clerk finally catching up and panting as he grabs a hold of the child’s wrist while looking to Zima.
Thank you sir for stopping this child.. now then.. you will return all of the stolen food you have taken from my shop and I will be arresting you.”
Zima witnessing this take place as his two henchmen also take notice. Zima interrupting their conversation as he sees a loaf of bread on the floor and a water bottle.
”I will pay for the stolen items he took. Just let the child go.”
The store clerk focusing his attention back at Zima.
”alright, well the total is five dollars..”
Zima nodding to one of his soldiers, as they pulled out the money and handed it over to the clerk. Zima then picking up the child’s loaf of bread and water bottle as he hands it over to him. The child being shocked at this as he takes the items. Zima nodding to the child and taking his walk away from the child with his men also following him. The child was in a state of bewilderment. Looking to the food and then back at Zima, he quickly rushed over to Zima and blocking his path as he placed both his arms sticking outwards away from his body.
”why did you do that for me? You don't even know me?!”
Zima stopped in his tracks as he looked down at the child with a smirk.
”A child thief, I had a friend who was just like you when he was your age.. he ended up in the prison system and later died in it. I suggest you stop doing a life of crime and join the army or help your community out..”
The child placing his arms back to his side as he had a stern look on his face.
”My parents both died while on a mission against saiyans.. I resent the army because it's what sent them to their deaths. Now that I have no one, I have no choice.”
Zima’s facial expression turned sorrow, relating to the events of both his own parents demised. He closed his eyes and then opened them up with a confidence stare.
”Let me tell you something boy, there's no sense of you going to prison or dying in a place like this.. our world is ugly..it's what we make of it that can make it beautiful. I know that you resent joining the Arcosian Empire, but why not join my Space Pirate crew?”
The child was indeed shock about not only being asked to join, but a pirate crew?! The child was at first in a state of shock, never before had anyone cared enough to even speak to him kindly or to even ask him to join something. The child’s eyes went from being widen to back to being curious.
”A pirate? There's no difference whether I'm a soldier or pirate.. all of the same, it's still following orders and will still lead me to an early grave..”
Zima had chuckled, placing his hand onto the child’s head and messing up his hair in the process.
”Actually my dear boy, there is a difference. A soldier will do what they are told and any items that they retrieve on missions will be given to the Empire.. however, as a pirate and specifically in my crew. You can do whatever you please and any items you get is yours to keep forever. Listen here boy, you can continue the path of a criminal, eventually ending up in prison once you’re caught and continue to run in hiding. Or, you can join my crew and I will protect you from anyone. Just like I did now..”
Before the boy could question his strength as he pulled out his scouter, Zima’s stood those with his arms folded across his chest. The scouter that the boy had put on, started to scale to amazing heights. The boy was stunned at the results and grabbed the scouter as he just held it in his hand.
”You are strong.. how do I get that strong!!”
Zima sticking his hand out to shake the boy's hand as he smirked.
”You can also acquire this power too..all you have to do is join my crew… and I will not only train you, but protect you from this harsh world.. what do you say? How much of your life matters to you? Would you rather be a petty thief or someone that others can remember you by..”
The child had thought about this for a brief moment as he looked to Zima and then his hand. The child then reach over to grab Zima’s hand and the both of them shaking.
”My names Blueberry..”
One Month Later
Zima was currently on his mothership as he was sitting on his throne chair. Two of his soldiers were going at it and after the fight was over, only one stood and towered over the other. Zima had clapped his hands together and rose from his seat.
”Excellent work Blueberry.. you have become a strong fighter..”
Zima walking away from the arena and heading towards the exit. A loud shout escaped Blueberry’s lips as he vanished from his position and appeared before Zima.
”Wait!!?! Lord Zima sir, I’d like to test my skills on you..”
Zima began to laugh as he didn't remove his eyes from Blueberry. The laughter then had stopped as Zima placed both his arms behind his back.
”You’re still not ready yet.. you need more training..”
Blueberry became frustrated as he used his scouter to pinpoint Zima’s power level. The number was exact and with a cocky smirk he pulled back his arm and attempted to strike Zima in the face. Zima’s knee impacting Blueberry’s stomach before the punch could be launched. Blueberry dropping to a kneel stance as Zima looked down at him.
”Never underestimate someone's power… it can get you killed.. I have seen so many die young because of this… Like I said before.. you aren't ready yet.. continue to train and maybe one day.. you will surpass me..”
Zima walking away from Blueberry and out of the arena as Blueberry remained and continued to train.
The hours had passed and later on in the day Zima was in his private quarters drinking wine and staring out at the window of his ship with one arm behind his back. The automatic doors had opened and Blueberry entering the room as he stood beside Zima.
”Zima, I always wanted to ask you.. ever since you took me into this crew..
Zima casually shifting his eyes to Blueberry as he placed the glass of wine on a drawer beside him.
”Why did you take me into your crew.. why me..”
Zima looking to the stars as one of them casually and occasionally brighten ups more than the other stars.
”My father always tells me.. a diamond in the rough..that's worth more than anything.. however, what does that mean in your case.. I saw a child with no sense of direction.. many kids of that age is either helping the community or joining the empire army.. however what I witness in you wasn't any of that.. I saw potential in you. The strength you carried, you could of easily became an elite with the power level you had..I told myself that if this child can be put towards something positive to have a sense of purpose. Then maybe you wouldn't go back to your old life..”
Blueberry turning his body to face Zima’s side profile.
”But why take that chance? I could of easily just left anytime I want..”
Zima turning to face Blueberry as he placed his hand on top of Blueberry’s hair and messing it up.
”I took the chance knowing that.. however, I always knew you wouldn't leave my side..the world is an ugly place and it's people like myself that are trying to save it from collapsing.. When I told you my parents were killed by saiyans.. it made me bitter and hate the world… I took it as a lesson and decided to change myself for the better. Building my own army and causing chaos is what I am plotting.. to get my revenge for not only my parents, but for the many others who lost loved ones to the saiyans.. never give up, even if there is no light.. because the more you keep going.. light will soon find you.. in your darkest time, that's when you can shine.. like the stars..”
Blueberry kneeling before Zima and then rising to his feet as he walks away with confidence. Zima going back to drinking his wine in peace and staring at the window.
The Beginning
A village stood separately away from the inner city of planet Aoi. This particular village was just at the outskirts and a cliff stood at a high vantage point overlooking the whole village. Two of Zima’s soldiers stood at the edge of the cliff and looking down at the village. It was already in the afternoon where the sun hid behind the clouds. Standing in between these two soldiers was Blueberry, the ten year old that Zima had recruited a month ago.
Footsteps could be heard just stopping behind Blueberry, and Zima made his presence known to him as he placed his hand onto Blueberry’s shoulder.
”The time has come… a full month has passed and I personally have trained you to be ready Blueberry. Your assignment is very simple, I want you to go down there and kill as many blue brenchians as possible..”
Blueberry’s eyes were in a state of shock, as he looked upward to see Zima staring down at him.
”Wait.. I thought I was only going to be stealing for you.. not killing.. I thought we were just going to steal… isn't that what pirates are?”
The two henchmen had held their laughs as they looked to Zima whose facial expression turned serious.
”Blueberry….Do you know why this village is far away from the city? It's because these individuals who live there are renegades and are carefully watched by the Arcosian Empire.. they are traitors who willing gave up information to the saiyans..the same saiyans who killed your parents and mine… if I were you.. I'd be angry and kill every last one of them..”
Blueberry became angry and jumping off the cliff as he headed straight to the village like a wild child. The two soldiers looking to Zima and one of them stepping forward.
”I know this isn't my place to speak sir, but that is a bit too excessive don't you think?”
Zima looking to the soldier that spoke as he turned around and walking back to his ship.
”One little lie is what will promote him to do these kind of task.. even if an innocent village that aren't soldiers do end up as casualties to promote Blueberry to do more.. I don't see the harm in it.. make sure Blueberry gets back to the ship in one piece….”
The casualty count was at an extreme high to the point where the alarms were going off all around the village. Innocent children, women, and the elderly were sent to an early grave as Blueberry kept venturing forward. The Arcosian Empire soldiers were dispatched to handle the situation and a total of five arrived on scene. Blueberry was in the interior of a bar, where knocked down furniture and the body count was extremely high. One of the soldiers looked around and then at Blueberry who was covered in the blood of the innocents and his eyes showed signs of an angered child.
”Do you have any idea what you have done kid?! This village is one of our main supports!!!!! Without it, the city would be out of food and water supplies for weeks and months on end!”
Blueberry was slightly confused at what the soldier had said, as he build up the confidence to speak back in a much louder tone of voice.
This village’s people are traitors and gave information to the saiyans!!!! And you guys are keeping them alive for what!?!! These are the same people that had all of our friends and family die!”
The five soldiers were confused and at a loss of words. The same soldier who spoke, continued to speak for the group as he aimed his hand cannon at the child.
”What the hell are you talking about?! Who the hell told you that lie?!?!”
About that time, five red beams piercing the chest of these five soldiers who then collapsed to the ground and being killed off immediately. Zima stepping forward and approaching Blueberry.
”Good work Blueberry, you really have proven yourself.. I can't say the same to my two henchmen that I had sent to help you..”
Blueberry looking to Zima with anger on his face as he stepped back from him. Zima took notice of this strange reaction and awaited to see what Blueberry had to say.
Why did these soldiers tell me that this isn't the place where renegade soldiers are kept? Why did they tell me that this was the village that kept the city running?!?! Why did they have no clue to who these people were!”
Zima facial expression had turn serious, and he had hoped that Blueberry wouldn't have discovered the truth. Zima had causally closed his eyes and folded his arms as he opened them back up in confidence.
”You are going to believe the word of others instead of my own? Who is the one that took you in and saved you from a criminal lifestyle of petty theft? Who is the one that trained you to become a fighter? Who paid the store clerk that day to let you go? Someone who is a liar wouldn't do all those things for you… Blueberry… you have to understand these five soldiers position. They are elite and classified soldiers, who obviously won't tell a mere child the real information that is going on… Now let's go.. I have more assignments for you..”
Blueberry came to terms on what Zima had said, and after much thinking, he knew that Zima was right. Blueberry walking over to Zima and hugging his legs.
”I'm sorry Zima, could you ever forgive me for doubting you?”
Zima’s facial expression turned to a smirk as he patted the child’s hair.
”Stick with me child and I will always protect you from the dangers of this world.. Now let's go, we got more renegades to take care of..”
The two had vanished and appeared on Zima’s ship. Blueberry was then placed inside the interior of the ship and carefully watched by Zima’s soldiers. Zima headed straight back to the city, where he was requested to report to. Zima sat next to the other council members of the city, as one of them spoke up.
”As all of you may know, our main village that supports us was wiped out by a child.. a blue brenchian..”
The other council members looked among each other and Zima spoke up.
”How exactly do we know it's a blue brenchian child?”
The council member that had spoken before, continued to speak.
”Council Member Zima, before those five soldiers died, one of them said that a brenchian child was responsible.. Now, we must go to the matter at hand, what exactly can we do to stop this mess from happening again and also, how can we locate this child?”
Zima fixing up his paperwork as he looks to the council member.
”I suggest hiring local farmers and such to act as the soldiers on the Arcosian Empire’s behalf.. after all, the soldiers are already busy as it is..”
The council members had agreed to a conclusion after much discussion among each other. Zima heading back to his ship and speaking to his commanding officer.
”how did the meeting go Zima?”
Zima looking over his shoulder and looking to his commanding officer as he stands in his private quarters.
”They are already suspecting a blue brenchian child had done it.. let's move Blueberry to another planet.. I will have to stay here and take care of the situation..”
Zima leaving his ship as he stays behind ans his ship ventures off into space.
Now back at his one bedroom apartment that was medium in size, he began to prepare some food. A knock came at his doorstep as he turned off the stove and his cooked scrambled eggs laid in the pan. Opening the front door with two detectives at his doorstep, one being a blue brenchian with a blonde beard and bald spot and the other being a cleaned shaved crewcut red brenchian. The two of them stood the same height and the blue brenchian spoke up.
”Hello council member Zima, My name is Detective Chillz and my partner here is Detective Flare. We are here to ask you a few questions…”
Zima looking to the both of them with his eyes shifting to the other. He stepped to the aside as he did a graceful bow in a means of a kind gesture to come in.
”Not a problem detectives, come right in, I was just making some food.”
The detectives walking in as they both sat at the dining table and Zima taking a seat right across from them. The red brenchian looking prepping up his collar and clearing his voice.
”Zima if I may ask, A month ago you went to the Children Matters Orphanage and adopted a ten year old brenchian child by the name of Blueberry.. a month later, he's the only child not accounted for in this city and is no longer here.. he isn't enrolled at the Arcosian Empire academy or hasn't even been seen in the community at all.. Now, you aren't really engaged with the Arcosian Empire these days and focus more in being a council member for our city..The question I want to ask is, where is the child and if you were at the village that day it was wiped out.. we have footprints that bare a resemblance to the Arcosian species on the scene as well.. do you care to explain whether you were or were not involved?”
Zima had casually cleared his voice and stood up from his chair to look at the both of them.
”Are you both suggesting that a high official council member like myself would get involved in a terrorist act like this? Aren't we passed the days of assuming that all arcosians are evil?”
The two detectives looking to themselves as the blue brenchian detective stood up and passively placing his right hand forward.
”Listen Zima.. we aren't here accusing you of anything.. all we are asking from you now is a footprint… using all of your transformations.. if they don't match, we will rule you out as a suspect..”
Zima calming himself as he agreed to it. By doing the transformations and handing them over to the detectives on a piece of paper. The two detectives bid him farewell and Zima was in a state of panic. Upon speaking to his men via scouter, he came up with a plan. Upon entering a certain scouter frequency, he started speaking.
”Hey Doc, it's me Zima.. I have a favor to ask of you.. If you do this for me, you are looking at a large sum of money coming your way..”
Doc chuckling over the scouter before toning it down and getting serious.
”Alright you got my attention, what is it Zima..?”
Zima looking out his window and seeing both of the detectives entering their vehicle.
”I need evidence that detectives Chillz and Flare has on me gone.. They found a footprint of mine that would link me to a crime.. I need that erased completely..”
The conversation had ended as Doc had agreed to do it. A few hours had passed, and both Detective Flare and Chillz were at their office. Chillz getting the report back from the laboratory.
”Hm.. well it seems to me that Zima isn't the Arcosian we are looking for..”
Flare reviewing the footprint and then looking to his partner.
”that still doesn't answer where he sent the child to.. maybe if we can ask him where the child is and interrogate him.. then maybe we would really know..”
Chillz eyes started to narrow down on the piece of paper as he then widens his eyes.
”They ran the test twice.. the first test was a positive and the second was a negative.. and two different individuals had authorize this.. the one we always use to conduct our findings.. and a supervisor that authorized the final report and placed it as a negative.. why don't we pay Doc a visit..”
The two had ventured towards the lab and requesting to speak with Doc. Upon bringing him back to the station and to the interrogation room, Flare speaking to him one on one.
”Sorry to have taken you out during your work hours, I just have some questions pertaining to the lab reports that you had conducted. Why did the results come back as a negative the second time around?”
Doc remaining calm and folding his hands together.
I have no idea, sometimes we perform two test just to make sure it's valid..”
Flare going through a file and showing Doc a picture of himself at the bank.
”That's a strange coincidence that at exactly 6:30pm..you leave the lab and this being confirmed by your coworkers, at 6:45pm you arrive at the bank to retrieve a large sum of money.. and finally at 7:00pm the results are finally submitted back to us.. you see.. my partner and I do research before we go do these types of interrogation.. now the bank’s receipt stated you received 25,000 dollars into your account and the individual who sent it to you was anonymous.. now isn't that strange? An out of the blue someone sends you a large sum of money? If you start lying to us.. we can charge you with aiding a terrorist attack without your initial involvement.. all we need is the name of the individual who sent you that money.. and heck, we'll just need you to testify and you won't go to prison..”
Sweat already began to consume the man as he casually took sips of water almost every few seconds. Doc finally swallowed a chunk of his spit already built up.
”I'm asking to put me and my family into witness protection.. the man who sent me that money is council member Zima..”
Flare shutting off the recording tape that was playing the whole time as he rises from his chair and walking out of the room. An officer entering the room afterwards and placing Doc and his family into witness protection. Thirty minutes had passed and officers began to swarm Zima’s apartment as he was then taken into custody with Flare taking him in.
”You have the right to remain silent, anything you say and do will be put against you in a court of law.. if you don't have an attorney, one will be appointed to you free of charge.”
Upon being booked into the system and getting his free phone call. Zima speaking into the phone and releasing a frustrated sigh.
”Hey Banzo.. It's Zima.. I have a job for you..”
The phone had hanged up and Banzo already knew what was going on. An hour had passed and Banzo and Zima were already sitting right across from one another as Banzo opened up his briefcase.
”Alright Zima, what's going on?”
Zima had sighed as he spoke with Banzo with a stern look.
To make a long story short.. I need some people taken cared of… By having no witnesses, the case against me will drop.. and if you tamper with the evidence.. I will be free..”
Banzo giving Zima a nod as he handed Zima a piece of paper.
”I found two individuals, an Arcosian and a blue brenchian child that would take the wrap for this situation.. you will be set free, however it will cost a large sum of money. We are talking about more than half your network.. which means that most of army will diminish.. the money that your father left you will almost become non existent.. the way we are looking at is this, 100k to get these two to even agree to do the job. 100k in legal fees and such to try to get them out of the system.. and since the judge has the final say, he will also be receiving 100k for you to win the trial.. and last but not least, an extra 100k to get rid of the detectives.. and the witness in protection.. after all of that is cleared, then you won't be seen as a threat but an innocent man.”
The paper being signed by Zima as the next few hours took place. Large explosions and chaos had emerged from the city. An Arcosian and a blue brenchian child starting chaos. The two casualties in the process being the two detectives. After the entire police force taking both of these individuals into custody. The case against Zima was dropped and he was then released from custody. Zima’s ship arriving on the outskirts of the city and Zima entering it and seeing Blueberry.
”I took care of it Blueberry. We are no longer on the run.. and this is only the beginning…”
