Terminal Frost, Pt. 1 Oct 8, 2020 23:59:07 GMT -5 via mobile
Post by Elemento on Oct 8, 2020 23:59:07 GMT -5
TERMINAL FROST, Pt. 1
The massive command frigate belonging to the Triumvirate suddenly emerged from hyperspace. Even with the expedited trip, it had taken some time for Elemento and the Triumvirate’s fleet to reach planet Frieza. Sensing their arrival, the avian warrior swiftly rose up from what was once Carrion’s throne and deliberately strut toward the large glass before him. As Elemento peered out the massive window at the distant stars and the planet below, he thought about just how long the trip had been, it had taken longer to arrive here then he liked. The element of surprise, the immediacy he had hoped for, it was nowhere to be found. Enough time had gone by that the Planet Trade Organization may very well know that Carrion had died, killed by Elemento himself, who was then brazen enough to abscond with Carrion’s empire and set a course for Frieza. Elemento wasn’t lacking in patience but when it came to finally putting an end to all of this, cutting the Triumvirate off at the source, there was no time to waste. He knew from the moment that he received his vision back on Mortoseth that he would have to act in a timely fashion. Despite everything having worked out so far to his knowledge, that still rang true, he had to be deliberate and quick.
Few words had been exchanged between Elemento and Carrion’s subordinates since they left Mortoseth space. Elemento had nothing to say to these individuals, which said more about him than it did them. The truth was that the second and third in command of the Triumvirate were just as much of a threat as Carrion, not in strength so much as other ways, but Elemento couldn’t see the forest for the trees. Although, one thing had struck Elemento from the offset, that being the ease by which everything went his way. Yes, he had seen the course of action he was to take in order for things to work out, but it still felt too easy. He expected some level of pushback from Carrion’s subordinates, they were the ones in command now, after all. Instead, they almost seemed indifferent about Elemento’s assumption of control, as well as the death of their first in command. Part of him wondered if his ruse of taking the Triumvirate for himself had really worked, did Carrion’s subordinates truly believe that he was simply going to be the new leader of the Triumvirate? Elemento didn’t think so, but he had to keep his suspicions in check in order to keep up appearances. From the outside looking in, Elemento was the new leader of the Triumvirate and they were coming to planet Frieza to make it official, that’s how it had to appear.
As for the second and third in command of the Triumvirate, they had a similar level of disinterest in engaging with Elemento. He was a means to an end. The two remaining leaders of the Triumvirate unanimously decided to teach Carrion a lesson, knowing for certain he was alive after his short lived confrontation with Elemento. Thus, they allowed Elemento to abscond with the fleet and intentionally left Carrion behind on Mortoseth, as punishment for his hubris and reckless leadership. All that needed to happen now was Elemento’s inevitable demise, once Elemento was out of the picture, Carrion would be forced to rethink his leadership and perhaps treat his so-called subordinates with some respect. The Triumvirate began as a union of equals, the remaining leaders believed it was time for a return to that ideal. Unfortunately, things might not go as planned. The Triumvirate might have made their own rules when their plight began, but now they found themselves the right arm of the galaxy’s most oppressive regime. In a bid to expand their sphere of influence and available resources, the Triumvirate wound up in the pocket of the Planet Trade Organization. They acquired everything they needed and have continued their expansion over the course of the last year, but it didn’t come without a price. The Triumvirate were now just another doing the PTO’s bidding. That said, Carrion’s recent failings as a leader may well be the undoing of their relationship with the Planet Trade Organization, as they had them to answer to.
“Whomever you — or should I say, we — answer to. Take me to them. Land us as close as you can. As your new leader, our first order of business will be to show them who the new heir to the empire is. Once we’ve been properly introduced, we’ll be brokering a new deal, coming to a new understanding. After all, The Triumvirate should answer to no one. With me at the helm, maybe you won’t have to.” Elemento explained, making his demands clear while also eluding to his plans for the Triumvirate. He wanted to ruin them, from the inside out. From the looks of it, he thought he might get his chance. Even in the worst case scenario, he would still get face to face with the individual or individuals whom the Triumvirate answer to. That alone was worth the proverbial price of admission for Elemento.
“Very well, Lord Elemento. I’m sure our associates in the Planet Trade Organization will be pleased to meet you. There will be something of an adjustment period, as long as they’ve been dealing with your progenitor, Carrion. In time though, I’m sure they will find you superior, as we have. The PTO are nothing if not reasonable.” The shorter of the two leaders replied, his response very much tongue in cheek. The PTO would not be pleased and they certainly were not reasonable. Of course, there would be no problem as far as that was concerned, because Elemento would never reach their associates in the Planet Trade Organization. Not if they had any say in the matter. Both Elemento and the remaining members of the Triumvirate believed they were actively conning each other. In a sense, they were. The second and third in command of the Triumvirate felt as though they had Elemento right where they wanted him. While Elemento felt the Triumvirate leaders were playing right into his hands. It was just a matter of which facade would come to a close first. Unfortunately for Elemento, all good things had to come to an end.