(Komand'r, Queen of Tamaran POV)
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The Citadel's defense installations were falling out of the sky as one single person destroyed them. She didn't know who they were, but they were extraordinarily powerful, tanking hits that would critically injure her. The Citadel was failing to kill him.
Which gave her an opportunity to get the Citadel's boot off her and her people's neck. She turned to face the Citadel overseer, who was officially her advisor. She raised a hand and killed him with her blackbolts. The few citadel guards looked shocked at the betrayal, but the Tamaranean royal guard quickly took advantage and began killing the Citadel guards. When the guards lay dead, she turned to the communications system.
''Attention Tamaran, do not be afraid of the man in the sky. He is our saviour. It's time to Rise UP! Break our chains! Our Shackles! Reclaim our FREEDOM!'' She turned the communications microphone off and decided to make her saviour's job a little easier.
After so long under the Citadel's boot, she knew their security systems better than her own, and she knew how to cause havoc. She changed the targeting algorithms of the Remaining Defense installations, making them fire on each other and launch their missile defense systems against each other. The man didn't even react, transitioning seamlessly to attack new targets. She turned back to the royal guards.
''Coordinate with the rest of the military, we take our world back today.'' She commanded, before flying away, she wanted to get a closer look at her peoples savior.
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(POV Shift: Broly, Legendary Super Saiyan)
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Why was he on Tamaran?
It was simple really.
He wanted to fuck Blackfire.
…
…
…
Okay, so maybe that wasn't the reason, at least not the only reason. He was Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan. He had just left Apokolips, and Darkseid was a cunt.
Hardly a surprise.
But an accord had been reached after Broly had trounced the furies and Steppnwolf both. In exchange for - amongst other things - a Fatherbox and Support, Broly inserted himself into the equation that was Vandal Savage-Darkseid. Earth was a long way off from being ready to conquer half the galaxy, so Broly made an offer of his own. He'd take over Savage's end of the Bargain, forging an empire of his own, and when the time came, his empire and Darkseid's would go head-to-head. But without Savage's knowledge. Now, as he tore a hole in the Tamaran defense Grid, he knew he'd left an impression on Blackfire.
Because the second the Citadel defense installations started firing on each other and he heard Blackfire's call to rebellion, it was pretty obvious. Well then, he was not going to be outdone, and if anything. He wanted to leave a very good impression on her. She would after all….
Soon be his Queen.
As he reached deep inside of himself, grasping on the sliver of Divinity inside of him, everything changed as a pinkish aura enveloped him and his power level skyrocketed. He didn't actually need to call on his Divine Ki, as the standard Legendary Super Saiyan form would have sufficed, but he wanted to leave an impression on Blackfire, just like Darkseid, so he was wrapped up in the aura and power of Super Saiyan Rosé, and cupped his hands as the Citadel's automated fires began to converge on him.
''GALICK...GUN….BARRAGE!'' A massive explosion of Ki fired from his hands, which then split into many different strands, tracking and targeting the fighters as every…single…one of the fighters and remaining defenses were obliterated.
In less than thirty seconds every citadel defense and ship had been destroyed and he was still radiating power. Broly slowly descended to the ground, and began to walk to the Palace. He could have flown, but walking was a statement in itself. He was in no rush, he wasn't afraid, and he wasn't taking his time either. His pace was steady and measured, but he was no longer wrapped in the Aura of Super Saiyan Rosé, nor was his hair pink anymore, instead returning to its natural black.
One thing he'd learned is that as the Legendary Super Saiyan, he had a sliver of divinity in him. Best he could figure it had always been there, just asleep. Drawing it out was not easy. He had to let go of everything emotionally. He'd spent his entire life training to react and use his instincts to fight. But he hadn't spent his entire life fighting. He had special talents. He'd spent twelve years with the Weaponers of Qward. Long enough to become the best amongst them. He'd done work for the Kroloteans, Rannians, The Controllers, Thanagarians, and Okaarians. He'd also done work for the Citadel.
They wouldn't know what was going to hit them until it was too late.
Everything would fall into place soon enough. Tamaran was just the first step. The Vega System housed Tamaran, but it also housed the Citadel Homeworld. Which would be his next destination.
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(POV Shift: Komand'r, Queen of Tamaran)
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She watched the feeds from her throne. The mysterious stranger was walking calmly towards the palace. In the end, that one attack he'd launched at the end had decisively ended any and all resistance. Every single citadel fighter, be it an individual or automated spacecraft, was destroyed. But she got the distinct impression such a move was unnecessary. She turned to her advisors, the Tamaranean ones.
''Run facial scans, I want to know who we're dealing with.'' She watched as the feed zoomed in on the man. He was extremely muscular, but not in the way that such a description typically was associated. It was natural, not chemically given muscles. His hair was also distinctive. Black, but with the ability to change color, and it hardly moved.
''Our scans are being blocked, your majesty. Or rather, the attempt at scanning is. Any time we try, the cameras shut down and go into what appears to be a maintenance mode of some sort. I wasn't even aware we had that.'' She hummed, and she smiled.
She saw the side eye he sent straight into the lens of one camera, the amused, slight smile he gave.
He knew.
Somehow, he knew.
And…
Somehow, he was blocking it and doing it in such a way that all he could be accused of was walking towards her palace calmly.
''Let him in when he arrives. I must go change into something more appropriate.'' Her decision was made. Somehow, someway, she would subvert him to her cause…
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(POV Shift: Broly, Legendary Super Saiyan)
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The Citadel got everything from Qward. Or at least they did. After today, the Weaponers of Qward would cease supplying all their clients, except for one. Tamaran. The Weaponers and their Thunderers respected very little, but when he proved he could outdo them all. He became their God, especially when all their weapons technology could not best his technology, never mind Broly himself.
As he entered the Throne Room, his eyes involuntarily wandered. Blackfire was wearing very little. But Broly wasn't so weak-willed as to fall for such obvious seduction. The deal between him and Apokolips was more detailed than the one they had with Savage. It also allowed him to strike a deal with New Genesis. He trusted Highfather more than Darkseid, but he trusted Darkseid's ego more than he did Highfather's morals. Aside from the Fatherbox or Motherbox or got from either side, he also got one single person.
Beautiful Dreamer and Big Barda.
Broly was collecting women for a simple reason.
Powerful children.
If he had any chance of winning against Darkseid, he needed to have powerful offspring to bridge certain gaps. To that end, he'd identified certain mates. As the only known Saiyan he had a duty to populate the galaxy with his offspring.
Big Barda, Beautiful Dreamer, and Blackfire were just the first steps.
Soon enough, he would have his General and another powerful woman to add to the burgeoning faction. But Blackfire would reign above them all.
Because he could not afford to not have her be as such. If she were ranked below anyone else, she'd never be truly loyal. If she were his equal, then she would be loyal enough. She wouldn't be exactly happy knowing he planned to also take her sister for himself. But she would likely be satisfied letting Starfire have Tamaran if she were the co-ruler of an entire intergalactic empire in its place. The Vega system was just the first step in the grander scale of his plan.
''Welcome to Tamaran, you have my eternal gratitude for freeing us from the boot of the Citadel.'' Broly didn't let his eyes wander to her chest, especially considering Blackfire made a deliberate show of swaying them.
''I am Broly. Last of my line, last of my species. I am the Weaponmaster of Qward.'' He allowed himself a small smile at the shock that rippled out amongst the entire court. To most, the Weaponmaster was a thing of myth or legend. As far as the rest of the Galaxy was concerned, the Weaponmaster was the Qwardian's foremost expert in advanced technology. Superior to literally everyone and everything else, except perhaps the Guardians of Oa. But that last part was not dared uttered on Qward.
''You'll forgive me if I find your lack of Qwardian features confusing.'' Kommand'r said.
''Overide, Sadala Yamoshi X17.'' In that instant, every feed on the monitors died, and the turrets in the throne room designed to protect their Queen swiveled to focus on her as the monitors came back online showing they were targeting Kommand'r.
''Why would you come to kill me, if you were just going to destroy the Citadel's forces first?'' Despite her obvious fear, she remained as stoic as she could.
''Oh, I didn't come here to kill you, Queen Kommand'r. I came here to marry you. The only question is, are you worthy?'' Kommand'r frowned even as her eyes conveyed confusion, even if there was a spark of outrage, though whether or not that was at the audacity of him declaring his intentions or the question of her worth was up for grabs.
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Broly and Kommand'r sat at a large table. A small feast laid out before them.
''Let's assume for a moment, I believe you. That I believe you are the Weaponmaster of Qward. Why do you want to marry me?'' She asked, taking a small sip of her wine.
Broly placed the Motherbox and Fatherbox on the table.
The guards and their queen froze in shock as two Boom Tubes opened and in walked Beautiful Dreamer and Big Barda.
''Apokolips stands with the Weaponmaster.''
''New Genesis stands with the Weaponmaster.''
''Satisfied?'' He asks, and Kommand'r takes a quick gulp of her wine to cover her reinforced nervousness.
''Why me?'' She asks.
''Because like me, you were tossed away like trash. Simply for events beyond your control.'' He said, placing a worn scouter on the table between the two Sentient computers. ''This belonged to my father, Colonel Paragus. It was given to him, mere hours before the King decided to exile me for simply being born stronger than his precious son. Ironically, that was four years to the day before my planet and race were destroyed. My people had a legend, you see. We call it the Legendary Super Saiyan. What none of them realised, however, was that there were three parts to that legend. Once every five thousand years, a Saiyan will be born with such unnatural battle power that they will be able to access the Legendary Super Saiyan transformation. While every other Saiyan or individual with even minuscule amounts of S-Cells and Saiyan genes had the genetic potential to become a normal Super Saiyan, a Legendary Super Saiyan had divinity sleeping within them. That form you saw? My pink hair? That was my divine transformation. Super Saiyan Rosé. I can draw it if I need to, just as I can draw on my Mortal forms.'' He explained.
''But why me specifically? This galaxy is filled with such girls.'' Kommand'r asks.
''My race has no ceiling as it were, we seek out the strongest opponents. We seek out the strongest mates. I had hoped to take a Kryptonian for myself. But aside from being thirty years too late, as it turns out, a Saiyan-Tamaranean Hybrid would be the one with greater potential. Besides, there were two Tamaraneans worth my attention: you and your sister. But only one would be my equal. I choose you.'' Her face went from scowling at the mention of Starfire to thoughtful.
''What are you planning?'' She finally asks.
''I control the Weaponers of Qward, the Thunderers too. Apokolips and New Genesis supply technology and resources, and we get a unified galaxy. The most important worlds will be ruled by one of my Queens. But only you will reign above them all. Unless… of course…your sister is a better co-ruler…'' He let it hang in the air before returning to his meal.
She didn't really have a choice to be honest. The illusion of choice was more effective. He could have made the offer without the filler, but including it made it all too obvious she could not afford to refuse his interest or offer. Her own jealousy of Starfire saw to that, ruling Tamaran was legitimately stolen from her, which was the source of her anger. But letting her know he would choose Starfire to be his co-ruler if she refused left her with only one recourse.
Was it underhanded as fuck? Yeah, but it got broly what he wanted.
''I accept your offer… King Broly.'' She purred that last one out. Now all that was left was to make a small detour, get Koriand'r, and then bring the Citadel to its knees.
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(POV Shift: Big Barda, Leader of the Female Furies)
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It was honestly beneath her.
Acting as a glorified babysitter and some lesser god's concubine.
But she'd been asked for by name.
And Darkseid's will must be obeyed. She would bear this god's children, she would support him until it came time to end the arrangement, and she would ensure that if New Genesis benefited, Apokolips would benefit more. That meant making her more useful than Dreamer and being more proactive in childbearing. Her counterpart was obviously less willing to be part of this arrangement, but just as Darkseid insisted, so too did Highfather apparently.
At least he was big where it mattered, and not unattractive.
If only she wasn't being made to watch the consummation between the god and the Tamaranean. As if she didn't already know that would be her beneath him very soon.
The things she did in Darkseid's name….
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(Author's note:)
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2460 words of content, not bad. Was supposed to be writing Chapter 14 of GoT: The Artificer, but eventually the muse demanded I write this. Going to try and get back to that, but we'll see, not sure if I'm going to be able to finish that before Chapter 2 just yet.
Now I've got a few things to discuss.
MC won't be a Hero or a Villain.
More in the middle, but not a true neutral either. Expect some amalgamation, and some facts have been changed. Most notable for this chapter is the fact that Kommand'r has her Blackbolts and hasn't been abducted by the Psions alongside Starfire. Yes, this is a harem fic, and yes, Kommand'r will be the co-ruler. Doesn't mean she'll be his favorite, though. Hell, she's not even going to be in the top three.
Starfire won't be in the top three either, though. I mean, they're both hot as fuck, but Kommand'r is an heir breeder, and that's her purpose. Making her co-ruler simply prevents him from having her kill off his other queens or children. Granted, that's still a distinct possibility despite everything else. But we'll deal with that eventually.
It will be a few chapters before we hit Earth. Next chapter, we'll rescue Starfire and rain hell on her rap*sts and abusers before doing the same to the Citadel. After that, we begin consolidating.
Until then, I hope you have enjoyed reading this chapter.
I'll see you guys at the next chapter.
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