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Baalbatos strode down the hall with a data pad in his hand. His eyes were on it instead of the way in front of him. He spent most of his time looking at data pads these days, ever since he had begun work in the service of Lord Qrowen. It was… something. Not nearly exciting enough for his tastes, but somebody had to do it. He would rather somebody else do it. Maybe he could hire someone else to do it. That would be preferable. But, if he was reading these reports correctly, it wasn't in the cards for now. Their resources had more important uses than getting someone to do Baalbatos’s work for him.
“Ah well,” whispered Baalbatos, “Maybe next quarter we can get someone for that. At least recruitment is up…”
And it was true. Recruitment of military personnel was up. Partially because of people wanting to flock to a Kold Demon lord’s banner, and partially because Baalbatos had been pushing recruitment hard in their agenda. Qrowen needed an army, and Baalbatos would try his hardest to give him one. After all, Baalbatos had vested in interest in seeing his lord succeed. Speaking of his lord, Baalbatos intended to meet him today. Baalbatos continued to walk briskly down the aisle, his eyes quickly flitting upwards towards the time display of the pad… It was past midday by this planet’s local time. Well, he thought, if he wanted to meet with Qrowen, he’d best get started.
Baalbatos passed a soldier in the aisle As the two came together, Baalbatos held up his hand as if to stop the solider’s stride. “Hold on, solider,” commanded Baalbatos, “Do me a favor and deliver a message for me.”
“Sir, yes, sir!” Exclaimed the soldier, in a deep, alien voice, an accent Baalbatos could not place, like the soldier’s race.
“Tell Lord Qrowen,” began Baalbatos, “That I wish to meet with him. In room 12-B.”
“Yes, sir,” said the soldier with a nod of his head.
“Excellent. Hurry along now,” said Baalbatos with a warm smile that did not quite reach his eyes. He had to hurry himself. Quickly, he sped along to room 12-B, and slid inside. He took a seat at the table and set the data pad in front of him. His eyes went to the time again; He was making good time.
“Excellent,” he said quietly as he folded his hands, “Now to wait for Qrowen.”
The Kold Demon was taking a seat in his office, he was not inspecting anything, but at some times he liked to get lost in his own thoughts; dark and ambitious thoughts. He couldn't just help it, the Empire was growing and for once he was satisfied and happy with the results but it wasn't nowhere enough.
He needed more and more to build an Empire, but at least he was not alone; there was Baalbatos. Not to mention his own army, which was still growing but it was on a good point. The Kold Demon was also trying to train more in his free time, so that the Empire could rely on a strong and powerful leader, he hoped it wouldn't have taken long for him to become the strongest in the Universe.
"What nonsense.. it's obvious I'll become the strongest. It's only a matter of time." - he said to himself, with a superb and confident tone of voice. The Kold Demon knew how strong his own race was, and he thought of himself as an almighty being.
Though, his thoughts were soon interrupted by a soldier who had entered in. He was told that Baalbatos was looking for a chance to meet in the room 12-B, he was curious to learn of his reasons but he didn't mind to speak with him; he had to tell him a few things himself. The Kold Demon gestured the soldier to leave his office shortly after. He stood up and let out a sigh, making his way out of his office.
He walked through the halls slowly, as if he had no rush to meet the Demon. Some soldiers passing by didn't hesitate to offer him a respectful, while the Kold Demon didn't seem to recognize their gesture, it felt good. Not for the gesture itself but for what it meant; the Empire was working.
"Well, well.. I wonder what this is about. Hopefully he is going to deliver some good news.. that'd be great." - he thought to himself.
Qrowen stood in front of the door to room 12-B, he held his arms behind his back and let out another sigh.
He walked in and glanced at the Demon, he seemed to have put himself at ease during the waiting. He nodded, and took a moment to stare at him blankly.
"Baalbatos. I've been told you wished to meet. I was looking forward to speak with you soon myself, but I suppose you have a reason yourself. So, what is it?" - he asked.
Baalbatos rose as his lord entered the room, and offered him a small bow. Being respectful would take him far one day, particularly if he chose the recipients carefully.And Baalbatos had hoped he had chosen well in Lord Qrowen. It would be a shame if he hadn't, but it would not be the end of the world. He was a young demon. But it would be nice if he'd chosen his winning horse, so to speak, early.
"Lord Qrowen," he said amicably,"I'm glad you could make it. I think that we have a few things to discuss, my lord. I hope that I did not disturb you."
Baalbatos picked up the data and tapped at the screen, humming to himself again as he pulled up the relevant info. Yes, they had much to discuss, he thought as he looked over the documents that opened up on his screen. Suddenly, he was acutely aware of the time again. Yes, he was lucky that there were still plenty of hours in the day. If the data was correct, he'd not have a moment to rest after they concluded this meeting. Baalbatos cleared his throat and grinned at the Kold Demon. It was time to put on a show...
"Now, my lord, I think you'll be pleased to hear that our recruitment is up. New soldiers are a common occurrence, and I managed to convince that mercenary squad headed by the Brench woman to swear themselves to us. I hope you don't mind, but I have taken the liberty of highlighting a new propaganda wave. I think the ads make you look quite gallant."
He was, of course, referring to the wave of ads that he had commission for the civilized planets in free space. They needed all the soldiers they could get. Baalbatos had promised them glory and adventure... That attracted soldiers in droves.
The Kold Demon offered a nod and acknowledged Baalbatos' respectful gesture. He could tell for once that he trusted one person; the Demon. He knew that he had other purposes, but as the years passed by, he had proven himself as a reliable person. Qrowen always tried to be as careful as possible either way, just in case the Demon would have tried to betray him, the Kold Demon knew that he wouldn't have hesitated to murder the Demon in cold blood.
Qrowen offered a nod and gestured him to go ahead, listening to his words carefully. Those news really made his day, everything seemed to go flawlessly but he had learnt to be wary of perfectionism and anything like that. "Hm.. a Brench woman among our soldiers.. I doubt the army itself would have an issue against it and to be honest neither would I. I'd simply suggest to keep an eye on her, you never know. After what happened with the Kold Empire, I'd rather be wary of her actions, until she proves herself at least. And even if she would reveal herself as a double agent, well.. I have my ways to deal with such people." - he said, while the Demon couldn't fully see his expression, as it was covered by his bio-armor, he was grinning.
"Good job with the ads. The time for us to take action is just behind the door.. we just need the key to open it." - he said, looking away for a brief moment. He lost himself in his own thoughts, just like he used to do in his own office, he just loved to examine his own thoughts and try to elaborate them in reality.
"And as such, we've begun with a strategic move." - he paused there, passing by the Demon as he took a seat and gesturing Baalbatos to take a seat himself.
"As you know, we've been quite isolated in these times.. for obvious reason, which I am sure you're aware of. So, I have hired a few spies. Before we take our move, we must be aware of the current situation and if we can anticipate the enemies' actions, that'll play to our advantage. They were sent to Brench, Vegeta and.. Earth." - he finished his speech there, giving him time to take in all of the informations he had just told him.
Baalbatos nodded. He would keep an eye on Gouta, the Brenchian woman. He would be stupid not too. He liked Gouta, but he did not trust her. Baalbatos did not trust anyone. Trust led to carelessness, and being careless could get him killed. And he had no desire to wake up with a knife in his neck or back.
And he was quite glad to hear that his lord was pleased with his propaganda initiative. He had thought it was a good idea. And of course, it had been, but at least Qrowen agreed.Indeed, their time was coming. They had to strike while the iron was hot and make the most of what they were doing.
But his interest was piqued at the mention of spies. Spies? Why had he not been informed earlier? He resisted the urge to sigh. Oh well, he thought, he would simply deal with it in time like he did with everything around these parts.
"I see. That is quite the laundry list of locales, my lord. I must praise your wisdom in regards to this move, lord. It was well chosen and well played. But, my lord, I do have a question: why no spy on Natto? The Saiyan Alliance is troublesome and wont to meddle in our affairs. Don't you think it would be best if we kept a close eye on them?"
The Kold Demon nodded, it was indeed a question; he could have sent a spy or two on Natto as well but he had no reason to do that. The Alliance could definitely rely on a good military force but he was planning a set of specific moves which would have led him to have a complete control of the situation.
"I do understand your concern, Baalbatos. But as you'd imagine.. I have a plan." - he said, clearing his throat.
"As both of us have learnt recently.. the situation between the Saiyan Empire and the Planet Trade Organization is.. unstable. But if we are to collect enough intel before we make our move.. we'll come out victorious." - he paused his speech once more, letting out a chuckle.
"Vegeta will merely be a manifestation of power, and its surface won't exist for long.. while the Planet Trade Organization will be a further expansion of our Empire.. if everything goes as I expect. From the other part, we have Earth. Years ago, when I was part of the Kold Empire.. it had caught my attention of how there were certain.. individuals on that planet. I'd rather keep myself informed of the current situation there and see if we can do something with that planet. For now, we must plot behind the scenes.. and if we'll do so wisely.. we'll bring everyone to their knees." - he said, a confident smirk taking form on his face.
Baalbatos grinned. "I see, Lord Qrowen. You truly have thought of everything, haven't you?" Stated Baalbatos, bowing ever so slightly in the presence of his lord. Lord Qrowen has designs on the PTO and Vegeta, he thought, he supposed that bad blood between the races of this world was not something that was soon forgotten. And who knew what bad blood that they might be letting soon enough?
But here was still business to attend to now. "If you don't mind, sir, I would like to make mention of some small concerns I have, brought about by the recent reports," said Baalbatos, his tone formal, "They are nothing major, my lord. At least not at the moment. But I feel as if they should be addressed before long."
Baalbatos coughed and cleared his throat. "Now," continued the demon, "As I have said before, recruitment is up. However, we are a bit lacking in the power department. What I am saying is, we need to recruit another exceptional individual, preferably one who is very good at hitting things."
Baalbatos nodded and tapped away at his data pad. He was keeping a to-do list. And that went somewhere right around the top, somewhere between 'make sure the army doesn't starve' and 'make sure Lord Qrowen stays alive'.
"Next," said the demon, moving right along, "I have done my rounds of our current facilities and they are not in optimal conditions, my lord. We'll need a few things, once we've acquired the funding. As of now, the list contains the following, based on my assessment of our current possessions and conditions: a more reliable spaceship, a new compound or at least extensive repairs to this one, a gravity chamber, a stock of medicinal supplies. Also, we need to jump start the local economy. I recommend we open a government backed shop."
And with that, Baalbatos set the data pad aside. "Thoughts, Lord Qrowen?" He asked.
Qrowen couldn't help but let out a chuckle, nodding. "Of course I have, Baalbatos. The universe won't conquer itself after all.. It won't besimple, we'll need.. time but there is the potential and we can easily get what we need. I can tell there is much that will stand in our way, but we must remain strong for our goals. And this is only one step to reach my ultimate goal: a new world. A world without wars. People believe the only way for a peaceful world is to force peace upon everything.." - he paused for a moment, bursting out in a laugh.
"What nonsense.. Before creation comes destruction, after all." - he said. The Kold Demon spoke of a peaceful world, but for its citizens and members. He didn't intend to let even the slightest rebel survive and create a world with only one to rule it; his own world. The world where he would be recognized as a God or even more, he had planned much during his exile out in the Galaxy. What would have happen was for him and Baalbatos to find out, but he was planning to bring terror upon the entire Galaxy until he would have been the absolute ruler of all living beings.
The Kold Demon looked at the younger Demon curiously for a brief moment and listened to him. He lowered his head and held his chin with his right hand. It was not impossible to find what they needed, he had expected such a request but he tried to ignore it. But apparently it was not possible to just deal like they had been going that far.
"I see.. I'd have expected that." - he muttered, standing up and walking forth and back with his arms held behind his back.
He seemed lost in his thoughts once more, but it didn't take long for him to halt and turn towards the Demon once again. "Well, I'd say to speed up with the resource extraction and minerals.. if it won't be enough I'll depart personally to a nearby planet and clear its surface entirely until we'll be free to use it a source for our needs. In case I'd find the population to be.. particularly skilled, I might spare the children and have them trained in soldiers." - he said. He thought such plan could have worked, but they had to be careful with the extraction of minerals and such before trying to find a buyer.
"For the.. other 'exceptional' individual.. I have another plan." - he paused his speech there, closing his eyes for a brief moment as he nodded to himself.
"I've told you about Earth. Back then, in my days there were.. formidable individuals. Not all of them were, but among them there were quite a few of powerful warriors. I can't tell if the situation has changed or not, but we'll know as soon as the spy will send me a report in the next days. If there is still someone we can recruit.. Baalbatos, you and I will look for him or her ourselves. There is a person who can take care of everything during my absence, it shouldn't take more than some days." - he told him.
A new world, thought Baalbatos, a world without wars. A noble goal, he supposed, even if he was not fond of it himself. War was neccesary, it was eternal. It was an integral part of the nature of all those that lived and even those who did not. Baalbatos might even go so far as to say that most beings thrived on war and conflict, and that it came with sentience. War would never be extinguished, he thought, but whatever floated Lord Qrowen's spaceship. So long as Baalbatos was better off for it in the long run, he would simply smile and nod. Of course, Baalbatos did have to agree with his mention of destruction and creation. What some of the non-mystic races seemed to misunderstand is that there was a cycle in the world and the worlds beyond. Things must be created to be destroyed, things must be destroyed for new creations to flourish. This was, in his mind, a universal law. And well, he told himself, best to be on the giving end instead of the taking end.
"Wise words indeed, Lord Qrowen. We are lucky to be under your rule," enthused Baalbatos. But what was said next was quite interesting to Baalbatos. Earth? They were going to Earth to look for this exceptional individual? Why, he hadn't been there in years. It was a quaint little planet, he thought, with a million quaint little villages. He'd stayed in one once, yes indeed. Perhaps he should go back, visit all of his old Earthling buddies. They would just love that.
"My lord, I think an excursion to Earth sounds like a wonderful idea. If you wish, I will work to secure a spaceship post haste. We could be leave within a few days."
The Kold Demon offered a nod, not showing off any reaction to the compliments. As always, he had thought of such gestures positively but he didn't give it that importance. What he looked for were results and he couldn't care any less to hear a few words. He had to accomplish his task and, eventually, take over the galaxy just like he had planned since he was on his self-imposed exile. He was ready to go through any obstacle standing on his way; he was determined.
"I wonder if it'll be worth our time though.. well, we have no other choices at this point." - he thought to himself, crossing his arms.
Qrowen looked up and nodded once more, he didn't mind the Demon's idea, it was a proper procedure after all. "Yes, do so. In the meanwhile, we'd have enough time to get in shape. We can't know what we will find there until we'll actually rest our feet on that planet's surface." - he said.
"So, speaking of which.. I need a sparring partner and I have some free time right now. Think we could use the chance, Baalbatos?" - he asked. If they were to look for warriors on that planet, they had to be prepared.
Baalbatos nodded. There was wisdom in that. The universe was a dangerous place, even for people such as them. It would do them good to actually train and grow stronger. They would need to be. They could not carve out an empire if they were weak.
"Yes, my lord," he said, grinning, "That would be wise. We will need our strength, especially if we're leaving Kyoraas. It would be an honor to spar with you and serve as your training partner"
Baalbatos's hands flew to his cloak and he began to unfashion it. There was no need to get this dirty, he thought. It was something that he was.. fond of. It would not be well of him to dirty or damage it. Slowly and carefully, he folded the cloak and set it on the table, next to the data pad. And then he cracked his knuckles and neck, smirking all the while.
"I hope that I'm a worthy opponent, my lord, or that I provide you with some kind of challenge. Now, shall we proceed to the training facilities? Or would you rather fight here, in this cramped little room?" He laughed, amused at his own statement. This, he thought, might be fun. It had been a while since he had fought. His life was mostly spread sheets and numbers these days. This spar might prove to be a nice change of pace. If Lord Qrowen did not go too hard on him. He knew that the Kold Demon's had a certain... tendency to be brutal. And they had their hidden forms of power. But Baalbatos had tricks of his own.
The Kold Demon offered a nod in agreement with the Demon's statement. It had been long since he left Kyoraas, he had spent many years there so that he could successfully build his Empire. Though, at that point they had to look out for another warrior and their best chance was to check out the other planets. It would have been interesting to see that planet once more but also dangerous.
Qrowen stood up and let out a grunt, his tail swaying slowly for a moment. It had been a bit since he had a decent spar and there was a good chance that he was rusty but he could work with that. "It'd be easy to get in shape.. shouldn't take more than a few days.. or weeks. I doubt more than that is necessary." - he thought to himself.
He offered a nod to the Demon and gestured him to follow. "Yes, we'll be going to the training facilities. Which we also need to upgrade by your reports apparently.. it shouldn't be difficult. A separate room with a gravity chamber should work nicely." - he said, walking through several halls.
A few minutes later, the two had arrived in the training facilities. "Hmm.. I should probably revise this one too.. but it'd be good for now." - he thought to himself, looking at the simplicity of the room; there was not much but a mat to spar on and a storage with some training weapons.
The Kold Demon walked to the other side of the room, still holding both arms behind his back. "So, unless you have any terms.. we can begin." - he told him.
"Terms?" Asked the demon. "Why, I have no terms. Fight as you see fit, my lord. I only ask that you try to go easy on my face. I need it, you know, and it is a national asset. This face will win us many allies, my lord."
Baalbatos grinned. He was fond of his face. And so were a great many other people, he reminded himself. He found himself to be beautiful. It would be a shame if the Kold Demon wrecked his face. But sadly, unlike his cloak, he could not said his face. Well, he supposed, he could. But that was not true face shedding.
"Oh," exclaimed Baalbatos, "One more thing. I will be tapping into my more... demonic energies. I hope you don't mind, my lord, but I think it is the only way for us to fight on even footing."
And with that, Baalbatos squatted and began to summon the dark powers of Hell. Black mist seemed to flow from him and his muscles surged in his body. His power grew rapidly, tripled even. And with a roar, the demonic energy took a final hold of him. He grinned and rose, flexing his muscles as he did.
"Ah," he said, "It seems I still have it. Well, my lord, I am ready to begin. What say you?"
(Activating Demon Heart! This boosts his PL to 3,000!)
The Kold Demon let out a chuckle in response to the Demon's comment, which was quite funny in his opinion. He could not tell how many 'allies that face of his would attract but he didn't care, it was just a joke after all. Which had reminded him how he got used to cover his lips with his own bio-armour, he couldn't explain it himself, he had grown to like it after the exile but not for the sake of look but something he couldn't grasp himself.
"Well, have it your way then. It'll be interesting to see.. what kind of demonic energies you wield." - he said, watching him in the process of powering up. It was quite the show, or so he thought at least. It was similar as to when the Kold Demon tapped in his own dark energies, which the Demon was probably not familiar with as he had not used that kind of power since a while.
"Interesting.. very interesting. I'd be tempted to.. show you my own Dark Side, but you know.. we wouldn't be on equal foot in that situation. Perhaps I'll give you this occasion when you'll be stronger. As of now, we can work with this." - he said, taking a deep breath. It had been a bit since he had a spar, so he wasn't expecting great results coming from the two's spars but at least he could begin starting off with his training once more.
"I am ready." - he told him. It seemed like he was going to give him the first truth but in reality he suddenly charged at him, it seemed like he was about to kick him, but as soon as he would have been in close-range, he would have not kicked him but attempted to take a firm grasp of the Demon's legs by using his tail. If he would have been successful, he would have spinned a few times and he'd have thrown him away.
Lord Qrowen moved fast. The Kold Demon lord closed the distance quickly, charging Baalbatos is a flurry. And, thought Jie Shan, he seemed to be coming in for a kick. Baalbatos braced himself, ready to block the kick, but something was wrong. Suddenly, the Kold Demon feinted and went in for a grapple with his tail. Clever, he thought as the tail wrapped around him. Quickly, he was spun around like an oversized doll and thrown by his lord. Baalbatos sailed through the air, already turning around and about, trying to move and maneuver. Baalbatos crashed into the ground hard, but he at least landed upright.
"My lord," he said, rising and dusting his clothes off, "That was quite the impressive feint. You move most quickly. I'm sure that if you were to fight an average man, you would have the best of him in no time."
Baalbatos smirked, and lowered his stance. "But I am not an average man! I will not make this easy for you, my lord! We must both work hard if we are too advance!"
And with that, Baalbatos suddenly threw his arms out, spreadeageled. Quickly, he began to pump his arms back and forth, shooting a flurry of basic yell ki blasts at his liege.
"Sir!" He shouted, "I recommend you dodge those! Or at least counter with your own!"
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