Dealing with a Rat [Quest]

Name Of Quest: Traitor.
Difficulty Of Quest: Easy.
Alignment Needed: Good.
Quest Giver: King Vegeta.
Information About Quest: One of the Saiyans, who's a weakling, has gone against King Vegeta's words, stop him in his tracks!
Rewards: 3,000 Zenni.

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The sudden summoning of him from his personal quarters made Zekk all the more curious, it was not often that he was disturbed, but this time was not just any type of disturbance, it was the King of Vegeta, himself who had asked to see Zekk personally. The messenger who was sent to get him had not explained really anything, just that the King wished to see him about something. Zekk thought to himself intently, as his feet patted softly on the cold tile beneath him, his armor held strong on his body and his scouter placed in the appropriate location on the side of his face. The small green alien in front of him who was now moments away from directing him right up to the front doors of King Vegeta's Personal Chambers. The whole thing was bizarre to him, the king only called for him if he needed someone destroyed or to make someone vanish, it was what Zekk excelled at, to kill and annihilate foes.

Upon reaching the doors, Zekk stood there and did not immediately enter, giving himself just a moment to relax and center himself before making himself bow before the king so to speak. He was not the type to take kindly to being ordered around and the few that were above him, were the most arrogant people in the universe, he balled up his fist as he thought about those who he took orders from; King Vegeta, Vegeta, and the few saiyan elites who could still manage to get the best of him. The subtle creature that had guided him to where he currently stood, looked at him fearfully as the alien stepped back, Zekk grinned and calmed down a bit as he so effortlessly took his fist and slammed it into the gut of the scared fool, just by merely sliding his left foot forward and extending his arm that the balled fist was attached to.

"You shouldn't show your fear, it makes you seem worthless, do try to remember that your in the Royal Palace, weakness is not an option, and if it is shown, your death can be reassured, but consider this a warning... heh.." To most the coldness in Zekk's voice would have been seen like he was evil and just as corrupt as the rest of the saiyans, but in truth he was trying to help the alien, without showing weakness himself, for if he was like the rest of them, the alien would be dead. The impact of the blow was enough to send the alien flying back on his knees, clutching his stomach where Zekk's fist had connected, the alien continued to gasp for air as the force of the blow still managed to effect him. As soon as the alien gathered back his breath to some extent, he stumbled to his feet in a clumsy manner and headed down the pathway as fast as he could manage.

Zekk released the tension in his mood and allowed himself to fully return to his calm and collective state, he thought to himself for a second, "That little worm, to think I spare people like him daily..." before placing each of his hands on the solid metal doors before him and opening them, revealing the depths of another room beyond them and the King himself, who sat on the throne at the far end of the room in the center, before Zekk was a royal carpet that lead up to the throne, in a swift pace Zekk followed it and as soon as he arrived before the king, he knelled, bowing before him. His dark, cool voice interrupted the silence that had been established for quite some time before he had ever entered the room. "Sire, you have summoned me?" speaking as his head remained low as to show the up most respect, even though it tore at him inside to do such things.

The king did not respond for some time, he just sat there on his throne as if he were in a trance of some sorts. Zekk's impatience began to take toll and as soon as Zekk felt he would speak up and remind the king he was still there, the king responded with his deep, guttural voice. "Yes, Zekk, you are of the Royal Guard, I called you because of your mission history, it is pleasing and now I must ask you to handle a low-life saiyan, he has defied me for the last time, now I seek for you to end his life, his plans are to kill the Royal family, do not allow this to happen or go any further, use extreme prejudice. Do understand, you will be seen in a more respectable light if you do this and excel. Now, leave and carry out your orders, you will be able recognize this fool, he is just now leaving the palace...." The King stood up before Zekk and walked off to the depths of his quarters, entering his sleeping chamber, it annoyed Zekk as to how he was ordered around in such a disrespectful way, he only hoped one day his fate would change and that he would be the one in charge. Lifting to his feet, as he used his right arm to push up from his knelled position, he swiveled on his left foot and began to walk at a quick pace to the doors that led out of the chamber and a step closer to his new target.

Footsteps could be heard as Zekk ran through corridor after corridor, aiming to catch up with his target and settle the matter at hand, his mind had been doing nothing, but wondering about. He couldn't get the mission out of his head, even as he ran through the main section of the palace and even ran into a few other saiyans who shouted when he did so, Zekk, ignored their shouts and empty threats and just kept moving forward, it was within a few more feet that his hands fell upon the giant double doors that led to the exit of the palace, he slammed his hands against the doors to open them in a rough and swift way. The moment the doors flung open, a blinding light shone through the gap until the light evened out and focused right, at that moment, Zekk saw his target standing at the edge of the flat surface literally a foot from going down the steps. The saiyan only had one eye focused in Zekk's direction, while his body faced a side direction, the saiyan target spoke in a low, grumbling voice

"You figured by now, you would have learned the truth of your so called king, but you'll never know, kill me here like you were told to do, either way your future has been sealed." the words of the saiyan were unexpected and Zekk could not interpret the meaning of them. His fist clenched up and he extended his index finger and pointed it directly at the saiyan, as he threw back his own response. "I don't know what your rambling on about, but I am still finishing my job, so end the chit chat and die!" the coldness most people seem to take his usually words for, seemed to show through as he said what he had said this time around. It wasn't actually normal for him to be this way, but he had a darker sense of things when he was on missions, he always seemed to do whatever was needed to complete his task.

Zekk was cold-hearted when it came to doing his missions, he never showed weakness or mercy and when he was authorized to kill he did it as he needed to. Zekk moved his feet around so that they would be stable and fitting for a fighting stance, as he entered his stance, he thought about winning and the smile on his face shown the results of his thoughts. Zekk bounced off the ground beneath him and made sure to slam a few of his fist harshly into the saiyan's body, the saiyan absorbed each blow, gasping a little for air as he tried to counter the attacks, but failed for the most part. Zekk dropped low and reached up with his right leg as he swung it as fast as he could at the saiyan, the saiyan easily gripped his leg and used the opportunity and allowed for his elbow to hit Zekk in the side of the face as he also pursued to knee Zekk in the gut, making Zekk's body become nimble and weak, hurting a little from the blow.

Zekk instantly insisted on retaliating against his foe, the saiyan who had hit him had did well as to counter his first actions, Zekk had not figured the saiyan would prove to be this much of a challenge. Zekk gathered a good bit of ki into each of his fist, causing each of them to have a powerful dark aura emit 2 inches thick off of his hands, with each hand powered up he put them together interlocking his fingers and slammed it into the top of the other saiyan's head, causing him to shattered the concrete beneath them. It was this small act that had proven that Zekk was stronger than his opponent and the power of the blow was sure to cause immense damage to his victim. The other saiyan mumbled and tried to rise up, but barely managed to do as, each of his limbs shook badly, the blow had did substantial amounts of damage.

Before his victim had any time to come up with his next attack, Zekk was already preparing his next fury of attacks, this to Zekk, would surely finish the job and end this futile mission, he would then prove to the King, the strength he truly possessed. Zekk's hand pushed outward, extending each set of his fingers out and charging orbs of pure energy in each of his palms and right after another in a swift manner, Zekk unleashed ki beam after ki beam, and the beams seemed to be in the ranging numbers of ten or so, he then directed them to instantly engulf his opponent, sealing him up completely, giving him no option of escape. As it would seem to be the end, Zekk smirked, holding an evil grin on his face as the black eerie ki that consumed his victim began glow.

Right after that, or so it would seem, a white blinding light began to encase the entire area for miles, then without notice the inside of the prism exploded, erupting and causing the beams themselves to give way and explode as well, causing excessive amounts of damage to just the environment, no telling the amount that was actually dished out to the other saiyan, but it was enough seeing as after the mass of smoke clouds dissipated, the saiyan was nothing but mere ashes in the wind. Zekk let his arms fall from their extended position and let the dangle to his side as he took a minute or two to gather his breath from the use of his ki attack, it was a strong move and it still managed to drain him a bit. With his mind now relaxed from the completion of his mission he now felt ready to head back to the kings quarters and report back to him of what had happened, it had taken not long at all, possibly faster than the king would have suspected from Zekk.

The air was still tense from the battle that had just taken place, bystanders still looked onward at Zekk as he began to walk back up the steps that led inside the palace, once more he would go before the king and consult with him about yet another mission that ended in success, it was rare for any saiyan to have such an outstanding record, and yet to be as risky as Zekk. Most either had bad records or had good records, and if they were good it was because they did not risk their records with missions they thought they would have trouble with or had a chance in losing. Zekk was never a saiyan to not take a mission and yet he had never lost and it may have been because of his willpower or his low class determination that ensured he would not give up no matter the case. Lost in his thoughts Zekk had not realized that he had even enter the palace, much less that he was edging ever so close to where the King resided, and Zekk could only hope the king was not still sleeping.

It was almost immediately that he had arrived at the two solid metal doors that lead directly into the king's personal quarters, he sighed as he knew once again he would have to bow down and show weakness, it sickened him to a point as he placed both of his hands on the doors and moved them open as he took steps that lead him into the room where the king would reside. Once again Zekk followed the red royal carpet that led up to the throne where once again, by if some miracle, the king sat on his throne, awaiting Zekk, as if he somehow anticipated that Zekk would finish at the pace he did. As Zekk arrived before the king, he bowed as he had always done and lowered his head to let it be known that he was still once more below the king and to show respect. The king always followed a similar routine, and did not say or do anything for a while, he just sat there and thought about something, lost in the ideals of whatever a king would think about.

A sound brought Zekk, himself, out of his thoughts and he peered right at the sound that had been emitted, it was the king tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair, that was his throne. He then moved in a light, but forceful manner in Zekk's direction he then opened his mouth and his powerful voice echoed throughout the room, his words always made those who heard open to his ideals and ever hearing of what he would speak. "You know its sad.. I would have thought you would have finished the mission a bit faster, but nonetheless I see it has been finished, you may go now and do as you please." the king then trotted off from his throne back into yet another room, leaving Zekk to himself, with a small sigh, he got up and exited the room, heading back to his own quarters, he felt slightly proud of defeating the saiyan, but it still had not allowed the king to show him the respect he felt he deserved.

[Great roleplay!]

Powerlevel Gain: 12,500.
Zenni Gain: 7,000.