It's been about a week since my first mission. I'm now officially recognized by the empire. Ive avoided interacting with other Viltrumites as much as possible. Spending my time training.
And by training, I mean throwing myself at every Viltrumite martial arts they have. For a while, all I've been doing is throwing wild punches and kicks and relying on my superior abilities to win fights.
Now I could say I'm a novice at numerous alien martial arts. Viltrumite CQC utilizes our flight like a crutch. So I'm still getting used to maneuvering with my fist mid-air.
Now though. After getting a nod from higher-ranking Viltrumites. I'm permitted to visit the Z-Sector. Also known as my mother's planet.
I'm technically on a mission to check the wage report but what they don't know doesn't hurt them.
Blasting through the void of space. My hands stretched out in front of me. My mind races. I'm probably taller than her now. How has she been?
After about an hour I came to meet the familiar purple planet I once called home. Red clouds visibly float around as I descend towards the palace on the biggest Continent.
I expected many things when I slowly descended towards the palace. What I didn't expect was numerous guards immediately pointing guns in my direction.
"Address yourself!"
"It's the old queen's Viltrumite offspring!"
"What? The old queens' Offspring?"
My face turns cold at the mention of an "Old queen" My feet meet the ground hard. It cracks under the force as I stride forward. One bat of my hand would dismember these weaklings.
"What do you mean old queen? What happened to my mother?" I growl out. My hand blurred to grab one of the bugs by the throat.
"She was cast to the dungeons- *Wheeze* after being overthrown by the new king Rutherra!" The bug explains panicky as I feel my heart drop. My vision blurs as I'm suddenly blasting through the castle wall.
The alien material is ripped through like butter against a hot knife. Defense systems immediately rain energy pellets upon me but I continue flying ignoring the dull impacts on my body
I don't waste any time. My body blurs as I dismember the elite guards. My fist meets the foreign metal door hard. Sending it blasting off the ridges easily folding under the full unrestrained might of a Viltrumite.
My eyes narrowed as I spotted an unfamiliar face sitting upon MY mother's throne. He doesn't get the chance to gasp. He doesn't even get the opportunity to comprehend the door being blasted off the hinges and his guards dead. I have him by the neck immediately.
"You! Where is she!?" I demand. Having to physically restrain myself from ripping his head and spine right from his body as he chokes.
"W-what! Who are you talking about? I thought you were here for the wage report!" The bug questions in fear as my emotions surge.
"You're gonna tell me where the 'Old Queen' is being held. And maybe I'll not kill you. And then kill every single insignificant insect residing on this planet. Consequences be damned." I calmly explain as the bug begins to shake. I meant every word. If she's dead. This species is as well.
"She's underneath us. The dungeons are directly beneath the throne room-" I don't let him finish. I snap his neck without hesitation.
I drop my fight. My feet slamming into the floor to blast through the ground and metal. Both immediately give way as I find myself in a cage of sorts.
There, I find her. Looking decades older. Her once life-filled beady black eyes look dull. Her green skin had a gray hue to it. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I move towards her.
"Mom!" I scream in worry as I immediately destroy the chains holding her. Even with the tears clouding my vision and my emotions running rampant I make sure to handle her fragile body with the most care possible as I gently set her down from her suspended position.
"Vergil?" My mother speaks weakly. Like she's seeing a ghost as I clutch her. Hugging her as I silently cry on her shoulder.
"Vergil... my baby, you're alive? I thought-" I move my head back and shake it.
"I lived mom. They tested me and I passed." I explain as her mandibles twitch. What I interpret as a weak smile by her species' standard.
"I'm so proud of you. When you were gone for 5 rotations I assumed the worst- *Hic*"
I comfort my mom. Only for my eyes to widen as I pick up a faint whooshing sound.
"Quite the touching reunion boy. Almost made me shed a tear" A very familiar voice speaks as I whir around. My green eyes meet a single auburn as I come face to face with my sperm donor.
"You-" my mother begins but Conquest silences her immediately
"Quiet. Worm. I followed you, boy. I was curious to see how my son was adapting to being an official enforcer of the empire. Imagine my surprise when I find the new king of one of our puppet governments dead. Their palace wrecked. And you too busy embracing that pathetic insect." Conquest speaks with a sneer as he slowly floats a bit above the two of us. I move my mom behind me and growl.
"What are you gonna do? Rat on me?" I taunt a bit. But Conquest's smile grows wider.
"No boy. I see the perfect opportunity to see how impressive my son is. The situation for you is simple. You and I will fight. If you impress me. I'll say the old Monarch of this bug planet was planning an usurpation and was aiming to contact the lanterns for assistance. So we killed them. But if you fail to impress me I'll carry out the penalty any other Viltrumite would've gotten from me." Conquest explains with a 'sweet smile' as I grimace
"Which is..."
"Execution. Then I'll kill that bug as well." He immediately answers. That gets me to pause. I contemplate my situation before clenching my fist.
"Fine." That's all I say. Making sure my mother is a distance away I blast towards my "dad" full speed. I can't hold back against him one bit.
My fist connects with his face much to my surprise as he's sent flying out of the castle with me following closely.
I land a follow-up uppercut sending to the planet's upper atmosphere before spearing him into space.
Sound leaves us as I note the bloody lip I've given him. He wipes the small dribble of blood with his metal hand.
(You sure this is going to go your way? I might have this if you couldn't keep up back there.) I taunt. My confidence rises before the man grins wickedly.
(Oh, Vergil. I have so much to teach you.)
He uses my name for the first time since I've met him before he shoots towards me. I brace myself.
I raise my guard blocking a massive metal arm. The metal is something foreign and strong if it can withstand his force and match his body's durability.
I'm sent flying away with a dull ache on my forearms. Maneuvering away from the planet I position so the fight will carry out into deep space.
Conquest continues to close in on me as I calm myself forcefully. As his punch sails toward me, I duck under it. Applying one of the many Viltrumite martial arts moves I've learned I twist with his forward momentum.
Utilizing my flight I angle his body towards the distant moon and blast towards it. His arm restrained behind his back as I slammed him face-first into the celestial body.
The resounding bang picks up a shit ton of dust as I feel Conquest slip out of my grasp. Immediately a fist slams into my gut and if I were a normal Viltrumite it would've knocked the air out of me. Leaving me to slowly suffocate in space.
(Hmm? That should've knocked the wind outta you. Wanted to teach you why you always protect your gut when in space. But I guess you've inherited one interesting quality from that insect side of yours) Conquest speaks a bit annoyed at my lack of suffocating as I glare.
Quickly retaliating with a kick I attempt to catch my father off guard. But he raises his arm and blocks before taking my leg in his other one and throwing me out of the moon's minuscule gravity.
I catch myself. And he blasts up towards me as I mentally roar and meet him. Our bodies are impacted in a dual tackle. I'm immediately overpowered as I'm sent flying backward. My shoulder feels weird before I glance and notice it's dislocated.
(Ouch! That looks like it hurts! Guess you are more fragile than other Viltrumites. That'll change when you're body is done purging that insect DNA in you.) Conquest says casually as I blink. Trying to process the pain.
Clenching my good arms fist slightly I glare. The older Viltrumite still smiling like this is a fun game. The same smile a kid in my past life would have while doing something they enjoy.
My mind races as I try to think of a way to win this fight. My spine shuddered at the thought of another exchange with this monster.
(So far you aren't impressing me.)
(What?)
(You heard me, Vergil. I'm not impressed. You fight so boring. You use our people's martial arts robotically instead of with touch and you think far too much. Fighting isn't a thinking three moves ahead thing boy. How do your little plans fare when I punch you in the face?) Conquest's voice projects in my mind mockingly as I internally growl.
(What you need is to fight like a Viltrumite. Abandon whatever thought you have and give in to your instincts. I'm shocked you killed Thidor if you fought him like this. He must've been pathetically weak. Not much different than his father then.) Conquest hums through our link. I don't give him space for any more musings. Closing the distance immediately.
Fight like a Viltrumite huh? I'll show him fighting like a Viltrumite.
In my mind, there's nothing but silence as I lock in solely on the fight. My mind goes blank. My eyes dulled over as I began to trade blows with the ancient being
Every injury is met with cold detachment and crack-induced determination. Every blow he lands I retaliate with two lightning-quick attacks.
His nose spills blood. His mouth as well. But I'm much worse. My nose is deformed. I have a small cut above my eye impairing my sight. My ribs ache. Probably cause they're broken as I fight with my heart and soul.
Time blurs by. Each punch and kick exchange a passage. My injuries slowly pile on. But I managed to break his nose at least as I feel my vision darkened from swelling.
But I continue fighting. Conquest is laughing through our mental link as we clash again. This time my strength notably wanes as he suddenly surges and tackles me toward my mother's planet.
My back ignites as we rapidly re-enter the atmosphere. But I ignore the heat in favor of pounding my hands into Conquest's back but he ignores the blows without so much as a grunt.
I see a clear area and feel the distance between us and the ground shrink before everything goes black.
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It's been a month since I got my ass kicked by conquest. I recovered from my pretty grievous injuries not to long ago. Conquest told the other Viltrumites he was disciplining me.
I managed to impress him at least. So my mom gets to live and I'm not in trouble for putting her back into power.
Currently, though I've been summoned for a briefing on a situation located near Viltrum. My first Viltrumite summoning since I've been ranked an 'Enforcer'
"So, this is the runt who managed to kill Thidor?" A condescending voice reaches my ears as I turn. I come face to face with a Viltrumite not much older than me if the lack of facial hair is an indication.
He has very short hair. Peach skin. Brown eyes. And had an annoying resemblance to the Grand regent Thragg.
I decide to answer like any other Viltrumite would. I tilt my head and speak.
"Thidor was weak. And now he's dead."
The Viltrumite stares a bit before shaking his head in clear annoyance.
"It doesn't matter. I refuse to believe someone like you beat him straight on. How about we test that strength of yours?" The Young Viltrumite asks with a cruel smile as I blink.
Seriously? I was just headed to the summit.
Sighing. I clench my fist at my side. Ignoring the girl floating a few paces behind my foe we blast 5owards eachother in a blur.
Our fist meet and I feel a smirk split its way onto my face. The beating Conquest gave me made me stronger. I've finally closed the gap in raw strength between me and a pure blooded Viltrumite.
Grunting me the Viltrumite and I try to overpower each other with all our strength as I feel myself enjoying not having to fight passively against a pureblood.
After about a minute of making no progress, we fly away from each other at superhuman speeds before we begin to exchange blows.
He's a better fighter than me. And more experienced. But has that ever stopped me? I grunt as I catch a blow to the ribs. But I quickly retaliate with a headbutt to his nose. drawing first blood.
He's dazed. I take the opportunity to land several blows further dazing him before I land a kick that folds him on my leg and sends him crashing down into the pavement in a massive crash.
I move to capitalize but he recovers startling quick. His feet meets my face as I feel my lip split a bit he grabs my leg and slams me down into the crater he just formed. I blink and roll out of the way of a follow up kick that shatters the ground. A cruel smirk on the Viltrumites face.
Recovering quickly. I slam my two fist into his gut making him double over before kicking him away. He catches himself with his flight and our hands interlock as we enter another contest of strength.
"We're too evenly matched this can go on for days. Let's just go to the summoning and forget this happened." I try to reason but the Viltrumite laughs
"As if! I'll crush your skull open and prove youre unworthy of-" I retaliate with a headbutt to his nose while he's yapping. Sending him sprawling away
I follow up with a super clap. The force of my clap sending him flying even further as I wipe my brow. Ignoring the destruction in this small section of the city.
These cities are massively unpopulated because there's not that much Viltrumites. A concern probably going to be addressed for later.
But I doubt our skirmish will be appreciated by the other Viltrumites. Specifically the very small amount that don't actively go around the galaxy doing missions. After all we do still need workers even after the great purge.
What? I've versed myself in Viltrumite history I've practically been here half my life now. I'm Biologically 2 years old. Even if I look about 15-16 right now.
As I move to clash with the Viltrumite again. Our fist is caught by the other Viltrumite. The girl whose been watching this whole time. I pause at her startling strength.
"Onaan he's right. This could go on for a while. And I doubt father would tolerate you damaging city's for a petty fight." The girls voice is blank. She releases our hands as I float backwards a bit in shock.
I cringe. Damn puberty bullshit. She's fucking hot. I shake my head. Hot or not every Viltrumite chick is certified psycho and I still remember a phrase from my old life even with my rapidly fading memories.
'Don't stick your dick in crazy'
"And besides. If you two fought until the loser was dead I can say confidently you would lose." The girl asses as she glances at 'Onann' who looks on in disbelief.
"Heh, you heard your friend I'd win if we went to the death!" I taunt as Onaan growls. The gril turns to me and I can feel her giving me a once over.
"He's my brother. I assume you're Vergil, the son of Conquest. Your appearance is quite unfamiliar. But not unpleasant." The girl says as I smile slightly. She's polite. I'm used to cold dismissal or snide remarks from other Viltrumites.
Wait... not unpleasant? Is she hitting on me in a Viltrumite way? Or am I just a horny freak? Deciding to ignore that, I answer.
"Yea, Vergil is my name. And you are...?" I ask curiously as the girl blinks in confusion.
"I forgot you've been around for a short amount of time. I'm used to other Viltrumites knowing who I am. You can refer to me as Ursall. I'm the heir to the throne and the oldest child of lord Thragg." Ursall explains as I feel memories of said character rush into my head.
Shit. I know these two. Thraggs twin kids. The psycho boy twin Onann who tortured random aliens in a cave and Ursall whose like a doting big sister to her younger siblings.
I doubt she has thousands of younger siblings in this universe. She's also clearly pure blooded. She isn't old enough for her body to have done that so I doubt she's half thraxan or whatever. Conquest also referred to me as the First hybrid in a few thousand years.
Wiping my bloody lip I raise my hand for a handshake. A small smile on my face. Since she's being polite I'll be polite back.
She stares at my hand oddly before clasping it in both her hands awkwardly as I raise an eyebrow and shake her hands.
"Is this a formal greeting on your mother's planet. It's common knowledge that you're a half breed." Ursall asks curiously as I nod a bit. It's not but she doesn't need to know that.
I release her hands. My own tingling from non violent physical contact with another Viltrumite for the first time in my life as I smile slightly.
"It's nice to meet you Ursall." I greet as I hear gagging noises from behind the girl
"Sister. Don't tell me you've taken an interest into this whelp. I doubt his genetic material would prove worthy for an offspring-" Ursall turns to her brother calmly as I blink. Genetic material? I thought this was just a greeting.
"Quiet Onaan. Did you forgot my recent statement. While I observed the two of you trade blows I accessed he would've beaten you in single combat if it came to the death. No matter how long it mightve taken." The girl chides her brother who sighs. He seems pretty normal now. He was just talking about splitting my skull open not to long ago.
I decide to refrain from asking about why he mentioned genetic material and why she's suddenly defending me in turn to flying off. Did they forget that their dad summoned every Viltrumite on the planet for a briefing?
It's probably cause they're his kids they get some leeway. Even though I doubt Thragg favors anyone.