Super Dragon Ball: Redux Kaizen

Arc 2: C3

(Continuing On From Last Chapter On Dragon Ball Redux Kaizen. . .)

"Soooo. . .What's the move?"

Kyuria was half expecting a quick answer to her question from her twin brother, but in the end, received nothing but silence as he refused to face her general direction. Mostly because the primary culprit to his attitude was fidgeting a bit while wearing whatever spare clothes they had, which comprised a black T-shirt and some sweats that Kyuria had to lend her. Still, the damage was already done and now they were here trying to figure things out. Something that she isn't particularly good at in the first place. Looking between them, she growled in frustration and threw her arms down with gritted teeth.

"Oh, come on! What's the big deal that you saw a little feminine skin?" Kyuria complained and turned to Shikuro, "It's not like it was your fault anyways."

Shikuro let out a low growl back as his tail twitched behind him, "That's real easy for you to say, Kyuria."

"Oh?" How so?" Kyuria huffed and frowned.

Shikuro didn't want to answer that question. Mainly due to the fact that back on Codia, there were cases where nuns of the monastery would frequently talk about men sneaking into the bathing spring. As this was a concern, Nana, being a prominent and fearful nun, took it upon herself to watch out for any lecherous gazes. As a result, every afternoon there was at least a cabin sized pile of bodies being carried out on a wheel cart while he watched from the window of his room. Nana from then on always told him. A woman's body and chastity are saved for marriage and only marriage. Men who don't respect that end up losing usage of a limb. . .for the rest of the life.

The young male Saiyan had that concept drilled into his head for years. Yes, he learned that this wasn't a normal rule when he got to Earth, but old habits die hard, as one would say. He sucked in a breath and ignored her previous question to answer the one before that, "There's not much we can do."

"How come? Couldn't we just fly her stop the ship for a moment and resurface to fly her back? It'd only take a few seconds if we go fast," Kyuria asked and added.

However, Shikuro sighed irritatedly at the answer to her question, "Trust me, that's the simple solution, but right now we're past the safe zone where their sensory magic or whatever won't detect us. If we want to take her back, we would have to turn the ship and waste time. Less you want to give away any element of surprise we do have?"

"Shit. . ." Kyuria scratched her head in bewilderment.

To Shikuro, it was apparent that things were already settling in. The. . .unfortunate event earlier was one thing, but the more pressing issue was Alu being here in the first place. Aiding the Bahakut king in settling a rising conflict that might lead to war was the top of their priority. Assumed rocks with mythical priorities that have ties to an ancient beast beneath the planet itself? It was clear that this would not be a normally straightforward mission for some "trial run". Whoever in charge of the U.C.P.U must get it out for him, yet Shikuro didn't know what it was considering he never met the guy. But regardless, when you add a political figure of royalty to the mix is where things tread on a thin line. Before, if it were just a soldier accompanying them, then the risk of it escalating to a bigger issue wouldn't be so bad. Of course, a life was a life. If he had the power to prevent the unfortunate, then he'll be sure as well to do it.

But Alu was a unique case all together. Her getting killed would be a detrimental blow to their credibility as officers. A stain on the name of the organization that the U.C.P.U allegedly stood for. Granted, he didn't care for holding a "public face" since he was forced into this role for the sake of upholding the research studies for the woman that provided for him. However, even worse is if they discover who exactly she was and hold her for ransoms. Political leverage was a powerful tool, after all, and based on the king's personality so far. . .