Hello to whom ever is reading this. This is my very first story that i made and i enjoyed doing it as well. I have been reading other stories on this site (mainly DBZ, im a fan of it) so it inspired me to write my very own story. It may not be good but i think you guys will enjoy this story. Its mainly about Vegeta. I don't want to get right into telling the story to you i rather you guys read it :) i am almost finished chapter 2, im not sure how long the story will be ill just see where my imagination takes me :) some of the things in the story may be different like some characters i made myself but obviously not the DBZ character (I DO NOT OWN THEM) anyways enjoy the story.

Living in the past

Chapter 1: Memories

Her beautiful smile and innocent stare still haunts my mind and soul. Every day I am reminded of how weak I am; the day I lost her. She was the air I breathed, the blood that flowed within my veins and the muscle to my strength; until it was taken from me. Since she's been gone sleep has been hard to come by; I do not wish to continue living in my past. My dreams are nightmares but most are memories. Memories of her soft pale skin pressed hard against my chest, her fingernails scratching the bare skin of my back as I made love to her on the silk covers of our bed. It felt so real that I can still smell her need for me, her warm embrace but a distant memory.

There was a hard knock at the door that broke him from his reverie. Vegeta growled as Zarbon burst through into his chambers.

"Lord Frieza demands your presence, monkey" said Zarbon.

Vegeta didn't bother arguing. It never led him to anything good, but another beating, and to be honest he was in no mood for one right now. He storms passed Zarbon and heads towards Frieza's personal chambers. He stood in front of the door contemplating if he should enter or not. It wasn't because he was frightened of the tyrant; it was the beatings he had to endure from his master. It was like acid burning on the inside of his mouth whenever he had to address the tyrant by Lord, master or sire, it was a disgrace. Even though Frieza would smash him into a pulp or to near death, Vegeta could feel his strength rise, but unfortunately it was not enough to take down his tormentor.

"Sire, you sent for me? "said Vegeta bowing before the tyrant; he despised doing so.

"Yes I did Vegeta; it seems that the Neuron Empire has fallen, care to explain? Because I was sure I had given that assignment to retrieve the money they owed me to you and the other idiot monkey comrades of yours, am I correct?" spat Frieza.

Vegeta clenched his teeth and fists, trying to suppress his anger. He knew this wouldn't come unnoticed; he could only thank Nappa and Raditz for their stupidity.

The reason they failed, to do a simple task was because Raditz raging sexual need. He managed to get his hands on the princess of planet neuron, she was very young and a virgin. One thing led to another, he raped the girl killing her instantly, no doubt from being crushed under Raditz overbearing weight; he was huge in muscle and build couldn't blame him he was saiyan after all. Unfortunately, he was spotted by one of the guards and they alerted the king of his daughter's death at the hands of the long haired saiyans. The king was outraged and demanded his guards to seize them and have them executed immediately. Of course Nappa, having such a short temper, he blasted them all including the king and the rest of his people, with the help of Raditz. Vegeta just stood there glaring at the both of them for their actions. He could have stopped them but for some sickening reason the screaming of their victims felt satisfying. For the amount of years he has served Frieza, he was beginning to feel a dark and cold feeling rushing through him taking over his mind; blinding him and becoming evil. When Nappa and Raditz finished their killing spree Vegeta ordered them to leave the planet immediately. A simple task and they had failed this would explain why they never got good assignments. Someone was to be punished and easy said he would be the one to pay for his comrades actions. He would rather it be himself as he could handle more pain then his men could ever experience. He was their prince after all and they were the last of his kind.

"Sire, I take full responsibility for the actions of my men. And I assure you that it will not happen again" said Vegeta.

"Of course it won't happen again, you stupid monkey. Do you have any idea what you have cost me? they were the ones responsible for all this technology and weaponry that we use and now that they have been destroyed who is to replace them now?" yelled Frieza.

"I don't know" Vegeta answered in a sinister voice. Still with his head faced down.

"Address me properly you filthy monkey. It's Lord Frieza to you boy"

"Lord Frieza, i don't know" said Vegeta. His fists were clenched so tightly he could feel his blood tickle between his fingers, landing on the hard metal floor.

"Of course you don't, monkeys don't have brains" laughed Frieza mockingly.

Vegeta lifted his head up and stared at his tormentor. His race was the strongest and toughest in the universe, and still would have been if it wasn't for Frieza and his goons.

Flashback…

Frieza's power level was significantly high and his father, King Vegeta knew his people and he were no match for Frieza and his men. So he agreed to have his finest warriors, the elites, join Frieza's army to help him purge planets and to sell them off to the highest bidder as Frieza requested. He was a cowardly king, and a failure of a father. Because of his cowardly actions, it cost Vegeta's mates life. She was brave to stand up to Frieza. She couldn't stand the idea of her people taking orders from a weak being. Zucchi challenged Frieza to battle for exchange for her people's freedom; I was by her side ready to fight to the death. But it happened in seconds when we charged at Frieza together, he pointed his finger and a beam of light headed straight for us. The light blinded our vision making us stop in midair; covering our eyes the light blasted causing us to fall. I hit the ground with a sickening thud opening my eyes thinking I was dead. Looking at my armor I saw that there was no damage, which only meant….

"Zucchi!" screamed Vegeta, running towards his fallen mate.

"Zucchi, please. No. Oh. No" said Vegeta stuttering his words. Blood was spilling out of her chest falling to the ground; I tried putting my hand on it thinking it would help keep the blood in, but the wound was too big it spilled through his fingers.

He looked around the throne room and stared at his father pleading for his help. But he just moved his head to the side and closed his eyes, possibly in shame. 'You coward' thought Vegeta. He felt his mate struggle for air. She gripped onto his armor and spoke.

"My prince, I am so proud of you" *cough* "p-please don't let our people perish, they need a proper leader, a better King" *cough* she moved her hand from my chest plate and placed it on the side of my face "I believe in you my love" and with that last bit of life she faded into the next dimension. One hand gripped her Blue locks of hair and the other around her waist I held on to her tightly not wanting her to slip from me and I cried for the first time in my life, against her neck, blocking out the shocked gasps from his people. I screamed

"ZUCCHI.!"

End of Flashback

It angered him that he failed her, he wasn't strong enough to take the tyrant down instead he was held prisoner along with only 2 from his race the rest had perished.

"Forgive me my love" whispered Vegeta.

"What did you say?" asked Frieza.

"I will no longer bow down to you Frieza. I am the prince of all saiyans, and I will not have you disrespecting my people. You're nothing but a coward. And because of you I lost everything and my future wife" he received a blow to his stomach instantly, falling to the ground he clutched his gut trying to breathe in the air that had been forced out of his lungs. Opening one of his eyes he looked up at Frieza; who had a small smile on his slimy face.

It was a thrilling moment for Frieza to endure; watching his favorite toy struggle to get up only to be stomped on again, it was the only reason he kept him alive. He took pure pleasure inflecting pain on Vegeta in fact it would arouse him. He loved the sound of the bones crack and break, his blood pooling around his body as he cut him with his long sharp fingernails, amazing how the smallest yet deepest cut could cause so much pain.

"Now my little monkey, do tell me who your master is, because i think you have forgotten your place" smiled Frieza.

"I take orders from no one!" growled Vegeta so loud the soldiers in the mess hall could hear. This alerted his comrades Raditz and Nappa.

"Nappa?" said Raditz. Nappa was already on his feet heading towards the sound of their prince, Raditz following from behind.

They stopped in front of Frieza's personal chambers and could hear Vegeta's soft screams from behind the door. Both of them knew that they were at fault; whenever their prince was being punished and tortured it was their doing. Opening the door, they were welcomed by the smell of death; their prince was laying on the ground surrounded by his own blood; his armor had been torn off and thrown across the other side of the room, his spandex that he wore beneath the armor was ripped revealing his upper body, which was now covered in fresh cuts and bruises.

Raditz and Nappa growled and glared at Frieza. If only they had the strength to destroy him, then their prince wouldn't have to suffer anymore. But even if they did possess such power, Vegeta would rather it to be himself to do the honour.

"Well if it isn't the other 2 stupid monkey's. Come to see the show" laughed Frieza. Continuing with stomping on Vegeta's back.

They didn't know what to do; they knew for certain that the prince couldn't take another blow.

"My Lord, don't you think he has had enough" said Nappa.

Frieza stared down at Vegeta and noticed that he was unconscious "well for once you are right Nappa, perhaps he could go and rest until he is conscious of course. It's no fun beating him senselessly if he isn't screaming and squirming around is it" laughed Frieza "Well go on then, take him to the rejuvenating tanks before I change my mind" turning his back, he heads towards his hover chair and continues drinking his now warm red wine, while staring into space.

Nappa and Raditz quickly dragged Vegeta out of the room. Once out, Nappa picked him up and continues down the hall towards the medical bay.

"Rest now my prince. One day you will ascend and you will defeat Frieza and you will avenge our people" said Nappa. Both he and Raditz hated to see their prince in such conditions, but they knew they can't do much about it. They tried not to mess up on a lot of occasions; but it's odd that if we created this much pain on our prince why didn't he stop us. That's what puzzled them both, Vegeta was much stronger than the both of them he could simply knock them out to stop them from total destruction but instead he would stand there, arms crossed over his chest and watch as they killed many innocent lives.