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Finding Destiny	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part Seven: No Other Choice (Tora's POV)

I receive a note from the King about Bardock's response to an inquiry and I groan softly. Of course the male would deny everything. It bothers me something fierce because it was so obvious that there was something wrong. Crumpling the letter, I know that there was never going to be a change until something was done about the problem. Jerich would just deny everything and he would be alibi'd if I went through the proper channels. That meant that I was going to have to take a leaf out of his book. I was about to have to get sneakier, crueler, and a hell of a whole lot bloodier than he was to get my way. Well, I never said that underneath it all I was a NICE guy. Honestly, I could be a bastard if I wanted to be; and I'd left enough battered victims to prove it. I was, after all an Elite male. We were a violent, blood-thirsty, aggressive lot. Hell, Sariya had seen me in a fit of rage and knew not to cross me too far. I just didn't like that side of me...but it was an alternative for how to handle things. I was sick to death of all of this and more than a little annoyed at myself for getting involved in the first place. Unfortunately, I had so it was now MY mess to handle.

I get Raditz settled and asleep before I try and figure out just how far Jerich's web stretched...and just who I had to worry about in his ranks. For that, I needed some intel...so like it or not, Nioni was going to have to talk to me. I place a private call to his residence. "For some reason, I think I am not going to like this."

"Nioni, how far deep is the hole?"

"You really want to know?"

"I need to know what I am getting into if I attempt this."

"For starters, nearly half the elite are working for him...including your friend Sariya."

"Is she now?"

"Yeah, her cousin is one of his companions."

"Nice to know."

"Look, what's so important to you that you're trying to take down one of tightest knit groups formed?"

This was going to be embarrassing to admit but... "One of the Third Class...got under my skin."

"Are you serious? You're doing this for a Third Class Saiyan? Are you INSANE?"

"Yeah, I am definitely thinking that I am. Look, I just need information from you, not criticism."

" You're going up against the WORST of our people, I hope you know. I hope that this little piece of tail is worth it to you."

"I think he actually hates me."

"He?"

"Yeah, HE."

"Tora...since when do you like MALES?"

"Since I had him in my home and he's all I can think about."

"Why not just ASK Jerich for him if it means so much to you? Why put yourself through this?"

"Because...He'll never let me have the Commander."

"Bardock...This is about Bardock?"

"Yeah."

"You'd have better luck assassinating the king than getting him."

It was so nice to know that Bardock was so prized. "That's...not comforting, Nioni."

"I know...but you wanted information. Way I hear it, Jerich wants to keep him...in a permanent sort of way mostly, I think, because Bardock is fertile. Pity about his first pregancy though."

"I tried to help him."

"Yeah, but the way I heard it...the child was still-born. I am pretty sure this will make him put a tighter leash on his own. One of his more ardent admirers...a First Class named Amera was found in a dark alley. Murdered."

Well damn, that told me a lot about how Jerich felt about Bardock. That wasn't good all things considered. "Guess he takes the mindset that he's the only one allowed to make his toys bleed." It was supposed to be a joke...but I am pretty sure my voice was too strained for that.

"Something like that," Nioni comments.

"Let me ask you this; is Paragus one of his allies?"

"Paragus? No, actually, I think he hates Jerich...why?"

"Because if worse comes to worse..."

"No, Tora," Nioni says immediately, "You CANNOT get in touch with Paragus again! You KNOW how unstable he is!"

"He likes me well enough," I tell him.

"TORA!"

"I told you that I was going to get Bardock. Apparently, you didn't understand how serious I am."

"If you go and bring Paragus, you put in jeopardy EVERYONE on this planet!"

"Perhaps it's time they learned there were consequences for their actions then."

"Don't," Nioni pleads softly, "Tora, DON'T. Don't go to him. I am begging you!"

"Then HELP me goddammit!" I snap at him, "HELP me stop Jerich or I am going to have to do it MYSELF!"

"I...I can't, Tora."

"Why not?"

"My family is indebted to him."

It makes me want to smack my head into the wall. Of course. Because my luck was just that bad. "Then you give me no choice."

"If you...are set in this...I will have to stop you."

The warning stills me cold. "You would get in my way?"

"I don't think you fully grasp the severity of the situation. If I think that you are actually going to go and find Paragus...I am going to bring down the palace on you. I mean it, Tora."

I am silent a moment before saying the only thing left in this situation to say, "Then I suggest that you call the king NOW," before ending the connection.

The problem with telling him that, was the fact that I KNEW he was going to do it, too. It gave me little time to act. Luckily for me, I still had a few unknown allies left for when things got really, really bad. I gently scoop up Raditz and pack some things before getting out of my house. If I knew Nioni...the palace guards would be there trying to arrest me for treason or some such nonsense. Not this Elite they weren't.

I make it out of the Palace Quarter and head through more rocky, dangerous terrains. I knew where I was going, knew there was no danger to me or the infant I carried. Anyone else who attempted this for the first time...would probably get themselves killed if they weren't careful.

I touch down by a seedy looking tavern that one would pass even if they risked freezing to death otherwise. It was THAT uninviting. With any luck my quarry would be inside. If not, I knew how to get ahold of him. Stepping across the threshold, familiar boisterous voices tell me that fate was being kind. His crew was here...that meant so was their captain. And I needed desperately to talk to Turles. I find the male easy enough; all bronze skin and bad attitude. It was a shame he looked so much like Bardock...though I thought there was no comparison as to which was more to my liking. "Well, what do you know, Tora. What brings you here...with an infant?"

I give him a snort. "It's a tale you'd find humorous," I mutter.

"Somehow, I am sure of it, too."

"I need you to get me to Paragus, Turles. FAST."

"Things are that bad?"

"Tell me, what do you know about a male named Jerich?"

A low sound of displeasure escapes him. "What does THAT bastard have to do with ANYTHING?"

"I am trying to get rid of him...and I need Paragus's help to do so."

"Tora, has anyone told you that dealing with Paragus is DANGEROUS?"

"I know...but I don't have a choice. I already have the palace guards looking for me courtesy of Nioni. I need to find him."

"Nioni is sending the Palace Guards after you? Wow, Tor', you are popular."

"I warned him that if he wouldn't help with taking down Jerich and his ilk...I would get Paragus to help me do it. He is indebted to Jerich so...I know have a BIG roadblock in my way."

"What about Jerich pisses YOU off?" Turles demands, "That you would even DARE go against him?"

"You see the infant in my arms? His name is Raditz. He's...Bardock's son."

"Bardock...that's what this is about?" In an instant, Turles's coutenance changes.

"You know him?" I ask.

"Of course I do. Bardock's...my twin brother."

"You're ranks apart..."

"I know. My power was obvious when I was born...Bardock's not so much. I had to watch as life for my brother was so different...so much harder than my own. When we were five...my parents sent Bardock to a Third Class relative of theirs to live not wanting him...to tarnish their reputation."

"Well, apparently, he's suffering at Jerich's hands to protect the Quarter he lives in."

"Sounds like my brother," Turles sighs, "I'm less than savory and he's noble to a fault."

"Will you help then? I need to find Paragus."

"I think you're crazy...but as this has to do with my family...I guess I don't have a choice."

"Thank you."

Turles slowly gets up and walks over. "Wow, my nephew's sure cute," he comments.

"I did notice that."

Turles chuckles. "My brother must have done a number to you."

"I'll tell you the whole story at some point. I just...I don't even LIKE males and then HE comes along and...well, I am trying to take out a good portion of the Elite by the Palace."

Turles shakes his head. "My brother always did have a way with men."

"I am not sure he'd be happy to hear you say that."

"No, probably not...but it IS the truth."

Can't say, from the situation as he was in, that I disagreed with Turles's statement. As long as I had known the pirate, I had never known that he was kin to Bardock...but it did explain the resemblance. Hopefully, Paragus would be in a helpful mood...though I knew I didn't really have to worry that much. Five years ago, I'd gotten him and his newborn son off the planet before our king killed them both. It got me brownie points. Hopefully it would be enough to get what I wanted done without having to owe him in the future...not that I wouldn't just agree to that...because at this point, I'd agree to damn near anything.
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