Die Another Day
NOTE: Don't let the name fool you, this is not a James Bond spoof, I just like the name ^_^. This story was originally supposed to be a Vegeta/Chi-chi romance, but upon writing it 0o it doesn't come close…well anyway. I would say that w/o Vegeta Goddess' totally cool story Rebellious Hell I don't think I would've ever thought Turles to be so frikkin' cool o0 ((I know, I know, how'd I go from Vegeta and Chi-chi to Turles?)). Also I would like to thank the Turles Corps for just being so helpful ^_^ [http://the_turles_corps.tripod.com/home.html]. ((Near the end of the prologue Turles gets together his crew and I had no IDEA how many there were and what their names were 0o)) So uhm, w/o further ado! My story! ^_^" The first chapter is pretty long…
Chapter 1
Vegeta, a boy of 5, looked out his window and watched as capsules holding baby sayians were jettisoned into space.
"Stupid weaklings," Vegeta murmured right before he was gagged and blindfolded by Freeza's henchman, Zurbon.
Vegeta squirmed in Zurbon's arms, "Now, now boy, I suggest you calm yourself—that is if you wish to live."
Vegeta only struggled more.
Zurbon quickly fled the castle destroying any sayian guards that stood in his way. He reached a teleport and took off to his master's giant spaceship in the sky.
"Did you get the boy Zurbon?" Freeza questioned as Zurbon walked into a room filled with monitors.
Zurbon threw Vegeta to the ground as he stared at the back of Freeza's chair, "yes master."
"Good, good, very good," Freeza turned his hover chair to face Zurbon, "the plan is working."
Vegeta was thrown into a dark cell in Freeza's ship and was left all alone. After many attempts to break the bars Vegeta finally succumbed to his defeat and lay on the cold floor.
His father would come for him, he was sure of it. His father would come and destroy Freeza. That lizard freak wouldn't know what hit him.
Meanwhile, sayian baby Turles spends his last moments with his family.
"Why does Turles have to leave if Kakkorot doesn't?" Radditz, the eldest of Bardock's three sons, asked holding Turles's twin—baby Kakkorot.
"Because," Bardock patted Turles' head as he lay asleep in his basket, "he's weaker then Kakkorot, his job is taking over planets, Kakkorot will train to become a warrior, like us."
A long dark-haired sayian woman ran in panting, "I can feel it Bardock, there's trouble afoot and it's not going to be pretty!"
"Mother!" Radditz placed Kakkorot in the basket next to Turles' as he ran to his mother.
She sat in a chair beside their door taking deep breaths.
"Did you have another vision?" Bardock kneeled in front of his mate.
"Yes," she nodded, "he's going to destroy Vegeta-sei."
"Who?" Bardock's eyes narrowed.
"Freeza," his mate replied in a shuttered breath.
Radditz went pale, then grumbled, "Destroy?! US?! NEVER! We are the sayians! We are invin--"
"Hush boy," Bardock berated and looked at his tall slender wife, "what else did you see?"
"The children," she closed her brown eyes, "the children will be taken from us."
"By who?" Bardock's voice seemed to rise.
"I…" Her eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know…that's all I saw."
Bardock looked down in agitation. Just then there was a knock on the door.
Bardock opened the door and met eye to eye with a tall bald sayian, "Ah, Nappa. You've come for my son I suppose."
"Yep," The sayian nodded.
Bardock picked up his son's basket from the table and handed him to Nappa, taking a look at his miniature clone, "Your son Nappa?"
"Yep," The large sayian nodded proudly, "Nappa jr."
Bardock smiled at the boy and patted his baldhead then turned to Nappa, "take care of my son."
"Don't worry," Nappa nodded, "he's off to Earth. That planet will be pie to beat for this little guy."
Bardock grinned and watched Nappa and his son leave. He took a moment to look at Freeza's enormous ship hovering over their planet, and went back inside.
Radditz played with his baby brother as his parents conversed, but suddenly stopped, his eyes widening, "MOM! DAD!"
"What is it Radditz?" Bardock looked at Radditz.
Radditz pointed to the baby in the basket, "Th…this is TURLES!"
"What?!" Bardock's eyes widened as he ran over to the baby, indeed, it was his son Turles. Bardock muttered profanities as he grabbed the boy's basket and ran out the house.
"Bardock wait!" His wife chased after him.
"What is it woman?" Bardock muttered trying to remember which direction Nappa had gone.
"Let it be Bardock," his wife said strongly.
"Let…let it BE?" Bardock turned to his wife in utter shock.
"I have a feeling Bardock," his wife said, "this is all for the better and not for the worse."
Bardock looked at her for a long time, but then once again turned to find Nappa.
"Bardock!" his mate snapped, "Have my senses ever let you down before?"
Bardock stopped, "no."
"Then why do you doubt them now?"
Bardock turned to his wife, "They'll know."
"You didn't even know," his wife smirked.
"I want my son and I want him now Freeza," King Vegeta stomped into Freeza's courtroom, a swarm of sayian guards following him.
"Oh, okay, I'll just turn him over—and while I'm at it give you my ship, planets, money, and all my personal possessions." Freeza replied sarcastically
"You think this is a JOKE?" King Vegeta growled.
"No, you sayians are the real joke here," Freeza scowled.
"We had a deal!"
"And you BLEW IT!" Freeza flared, "I said 3 planets not 2 and a half!"
"We're working on it! All we need is another day!" King Vegeta snapped.
"Are you raising your voice to ME, Vegeta?" Freeza looked at King Vegeta as if daring him to say 'yes'.
"No, Lord Freeza," King Vegeta murmured through clenched teeth as he bowed, "but if you would just give us a little more time!"
"I gave you enough time! And now you must suffer the consequences," Freeza sneered.
"What do I have to do to get you to give me back my son and leave my people alone?!" King Vegeta exclaimed standing up straight.
"Die," Freeza continued to sneer as he blasted Vegeta through the heart.
Vegeta dropped to his knees all life and colour drained from his face. His last thoughts were of his son as he coughed up blood and fell forward—dead. Freeza laughed evilly, with the death of King Vegeta would come the downfall of the sayian race—and Freeza would be the one to do it all.
"Shall we destroy this miserable planet now my Lord?" Zurbon questioned his master.
"Wait a minute Zurbon, I've been thinking," Freeza sneered looking at the monitors of Vegeta-sei as news quickly traveled about King Vegeta's demise, "those monkeys would make such wonderful servants."
"Huh?" Zurbon blinked.
"Get me children, young ones, but not infants," Freeza ordered, "all boys—no girls, I don't want them trying to bring their race back."
Zurbon stood there waiting for Freeza to go on.
"What are you waiting for?! Go!" Freeza snapped.
"But Freeza…what if they rebel?" Zurbon asked.
"They're all going to rebel," Freeza frowned, "but if you must kill the ones that seem to pose a threat to us—I only want sayians whose spirits are easily broken."
"As you wish, my lord," Zurbon bowed and descended to Earth with an army of Freeza's men. They ambushed the sayian planet stealing children and killing anyone who stood in their way.
Bardock looked out his window, all the lights in his house turned out, the drapes shut, doors locked.
"What's going on?!" Radditz exclaimed, as the sounds of fighting and pain got louder outside their small little home.
His mother, Sarada, held him and baby Turles close to her, "they're stealing sons Bardock…and…and killing babies…"
Bardock let the drapes fall and the house went pitch black. His wife listened as he armed himself.
"No Bardock!" she stood, "You can't fight! They'll kill you!"
"The only reason those bastards are winning is because we aren't fighting together," Bardock checked his armor, "our people are afraid, they need a leader."
His wife stood silent, she couldn't stop him and even if she could—she wouldn't, no matter how much it hurt.
"Take the boys and run," Bardock ordered.
"NO!" Radditz yelled, "I'm going to fight with you, father!"
"Shut up, Radditz!" Bardock shouted, "Go with your mother."
"But…but why?" Radditz winced.
"Because," Bardock spoke softly, "you need to live, to avenge me."
"No! Father, you can't die!" Radditz screamed as Bardock swung the door open and went out to fight. Radditz went to go after his father, but his mother grabbed him by the tail and swung him over her shoulder. "No…mother…"
"I'm sorry Radditz, but your father is right," Sarada said as she kicked down the back wall of their home and flew out into the night.
"Look! She's getting away!"
"Get her!" Sarada heard Freeza's guards shout and flew faster. Suddenly she saw billions of tiny one-person capsule fly into outer space. She sighed with relief, at least now she knew Kakkorot would be all right. Her relief quickly died as each and every one of those capsules was shot from the sky—except for one. That one capsule alone seemed to have escaped Freeza's men's view. It was Kakkorot, her mind told her, but she couldn't tell if it were her psychic abilities telling her that or just pure hope.
Something shot at her and she dodged it. She made the mistake of turning around and saw a swarm of Freeza's men chasing after her.
"Shit," she swore and flew faster, but she wasn't fast enough.
Freeza's men surrounded her, cutting off all means of escape.
"Just hand over your son," one of the soldiers barked.
"Or what?" Sarada hissed.
"We'll kill you all," the soldier replied, "at least this way you can save one member of your miserable family."
"I…have to…live…" Sarada heard Radditz say below a whisper, her tail grabbing rendered him so weak, "…must…avenge…dad…"
Sarada let go of Radditz tail and immediately he was revitalized. She wrapped Turles up tight and handed him over to Radditz speaking in Sayian so that the guards would not understand, "Take care of him Radditz—don't let them break you," she looked at Turles, "or him. You will be the ones to bring our race back."
Radditz nodded, right before two guards grabbed him and pulled him and Turles away for Sarada.
"Enough chit chat," the first soldier said, "kill her."
"NO!" Radditz shouted as the two soldiers held on to him tighter. All the other soldiers turned their laser guns on Sarada and pulled the trigger.
"Hand over the kid," the soldier that had ordered Sarada's death barked as he and Radditz stood outside the entrance of Freeza's cellar—where all the sayian boys were kept.
"No," Radditz glared at him coldly as he held Turles close.
"Hand him over or die," the soldier pointed a laser gun at Radditz's head.
Radditz closed his eyes and awaited his death. He couldn't help but tremble. Why was he so weak?
"Stop," Zurbon walked over, "don't waste your ammo."
"But Zurbon," the soldier lifted his gun and turned to Zurbon.
Zurbon snatched Turles from Radditz and glared at him.
"HEY!" Radditz roared about to pounce on Zurbon, but the soldier held him back.
Zurbon flicked the baby's forehead and Turles began to cry, "It's not even a third class baby…and it's still drinking it's mother's milk no doubt…" he tossed Turles at Radditz and glowered coldly, "he'll be dead by dawn."
That's what you think. Radditz winced at Zurbon as he hushed Turles.
"Put him in the cells with the rest," Zurbon walked off.
"C'mon you trouble maker," the soldier grabbed Radditz by the arm and kicked open the door to the cellar. He stomped down the stairs and Radditz froze in fear as he looked around at cell upon cell crammed with sayian boys his age.
"Get in there," the soldier threw Radditz in a cell with Nappa jr., Prince Vegeta, and some other sayians.
Radditz nearly dropped Turles, but caught him quick.
"Bastard," Radditz muttered in sayian as the soldier walked away, he saw Nappa and exclaimed, "Hey! I know you!"
Nappa nodded looking down sadly.
"Don't you dare cry," Prince Vegeta winced at Nappa.
"But my father," Nappa whispered, "he was all I had left…and they killed him right in front of my eyes…"
"So?" Vegeta snarled, "At least you were there in his last moments…I had to hear from you lower class scum that my father was killed," He punched the palm of his hand, "I'll destroy Freeza."
Radditz looked down and took a seat, "my parents are dead too…" he looked at Turles, "my brother's all I have left."
Vegeta glared, "You should've let them kill the little maggot."
Radditz scowled at Vegeta.
"At least then," Vegeta turned away, "it would be quick and you wouldn't have to watch him suffer."
Radditz hugged his brother, but then thought of Vegeta's words, he was right. A quick death would have been easier on both of them then a slow one.
"No!" Radditz shouted, "No! No! No!"
"You sure do like the word, don'tcha?" Vegeta raised an eyebrow looking at Radditz.
"You may have given up!" Radditz stood up flaring in Sayian, "But I will NOT admit defeat! We're going to live! All of us! We're going to live and we're going to destroy Freeza! And every single one of his men! We have to!"
"Then what?!" Nappa stood up aggravated, as well speaking in Sayian, "We're all going to die anyway! Look around you! We're all men! Freeza's not as dumb as we take him for."
"I'm not giving up," Radditz spoke strongly.
"They're going to break you," Nappa winced.
"They may've broken you," Radditz winced back, "but they will not break me…or my brother…I will never follow Freeza, never."
Nappa continued to glare at Radditz and then pushed him into the metal bars, Turles flying from his arms.
Turles fell to the ground and began to cry.
"Punk-ass bastard!" Radditz pushed Nappa back.
"Fight, fight, fight!" Rang through the cells.
Radditz punched Nappa in the face as he regained himself. Nappa retaliated with a sidekick to Radditz head.
Before Radditz could fight back, both boys were whipped in the back with an electrifying whip.
They fell to the ground as a guard grumbled, "keep it down you stupid apes."
"Fuck you," Radditz snarled in sayian as he crawled up to the bars and spat in the guard's face.
"BEAST!" The guard kicked Radditz in the face and he flew beside Turles, who was still crying. The guard set up holographic screens in front of the cells, "I come down here to show you all a movie and this is how you repay me?"
The screens showed snow and then showed a view of Freeza's ship and Vegeta-sei.
"Father!" Radditz exclaimed clinging to the bars as his father came on the screen, some other sayians showed on the screen. It often went blurry or out of focus, but the boys could see well enough to identify their parents in the crowd. Then Freeza's ship came into view and a giant laser beam began to formulate.
Radditz's jaw-dropped, Freeza was going to destroy Vegeta-sei.
"Hold your ground men," Bardock ordered speaking strongly as some sayians panicked at the sight of the laser aiming at them, "death is inevitable, so die with honor."
His heart hurt terribly and he felt so empty, he couldn't feel Sarada anymore. He knew that she was dead, but a thought she had given him gave him hope—Kakkorot was still alive.
"Die with honor?" a giant screen appeared in front of the large group with Freeza's face on it, "I've got a better idea, why don't you just die?"
"You may destroy us Freeza," Bardock glared, "but you've made the mistake of taking our sons. They will avenge us and kill you."
"I highly doubt it," Freeza yawned, "This footage of me destroying you all should scare the vengeance right out of them—and if it doesn't, I'll kill them."
The laser was ready to fire.
Bardock spoke quickly, "My son lives on Freeza! And he will annihilate you!"
"Save it for the devil," Freeza said and then broke out in evil laughter as the laser was released and destroyed Vegeta-sei and every single sayian on or near it.
"NOOO!" Radditz shouted as the dungeon of sayian boys suddenly erupted in loud yelling and noise. Most tried to break the bars of their cells with ki blasts, some tried to bend them with their bare hands or gnaw through with their sharp teeth—but all the rest just sat their in shock, torn as the footage played over and over again. That last percentage was the one that was spared when a group of Freeza's men came in and started shooting down sayians.
Radditz grabbed Turles and dragged him to the back of the cell so that they would be killed.
The cell doors opened and the boys were lead out and into the hall.
"You are alone now," The tall purple monstrosity known as Ginyu paced down the long line of sayian boys, "no planet, no home, no women—as of now your race isn't endangered, but extinct."
"And it's all because of you damn bastards!" A sayian boy shouted, "I hope you assholes burn in fucking hell!"
Ginyu glared at the boy and he was shot dead.
"Anyone else have a problem they would like to talk about?" Ginyu looked at all the sayians, "no one? Okay, I'll go on. You are alone, but we can fix that. If you join us we promise to forget all about your sad excuse for a race and except you as one of us. If you refuse to join us then you'll die. It's as simple as that. Now, who's ready to get their uniform?"
"I shall never follow Freeza!" A boy shouted in the Sayian tongue right before blasting himself through the heart.
Ginyu sighed and rubbed his eyes in exasperation, "Why must they always resort to suicide? Anyone else want to kill themselves before I give them their nice clean uniform?"
No one moved and the uniforms were handed out.
Ginyu stopped at Radditz and looked down at Turles, "What is that, boy?"
"My brother," Radditz turned Turles out of Ginyu's view.
Ginyu glared, "there aren't supposed to be any babies here…"
"You can't take him," Radditz glared.
Ginyu stood up, ready to kill Radditz.
There was no escaping it this time, he was going to die, but he just couldn't. Radditz thought fast and then bowed to Ginyu, "I will swear my very life to Freeza if you let my brother live."
Ginyu stopped, "is that so."
"Yes," Radditz nodded. Oh, how he hated himself right now.
"Very well," Ginyu tossed Radditz a uniform and kept going down the line.
I might swear my allegiance, Radditz glared at Ginyu, but I will raise Turles to destroy you.
Turles lunged at Radditz and went to punch him in the face. Radditz easily dodged his brother and kneed him in the gut. Turles dropped to his knees, hugging his stomach in pain, "Dammit Radditz, I'm doing the best I can! Why do you havta be so rough?!"
"Because your best just isn't good enough!" Radditz scowled at his brother as he spoke strictly in Sayian, "You think Freeza and his men are going to let up just because you're trying your best?! Now get up and fight me!"
Turles glared at Radditz as he stood up, "I'm not as strong as you…I was born a weakling Radditz! I…I can't do this!"
Radditz punched Turles in the face, "Shut up, boy! I have raised you since infancy! I have given you everything I could! The least you could do is have a little faith in the cause!"
Turles nodded, Radditz was right. Turles had to be the strongest, he had to be the best, he had to be the one to destroy Freeza, for his father and the entire Sayian race.
"Get in line scumbags!" Ginyu walked in, "Sparring time is over."
It had been nine years since the destruction of Vegeta-sei. At this point only about ten sayians remained, most committed suicide or were killed. They all lined up with some other young recruits of Freeza's.
"Well, well," Ginyu took Turles' chin in his hand and lifted his head, "you seem to be growing stronger and healthier everyday you little runt, I just hope you know who your master is."
Turles winced whispering in sayian with a little smirk on his face, "I will kill you, you bastard."
"What was that?" Ginyu glared at Turles, he didn't understand Sayian, but by the look on Turles' face, he didn't like what was being said.
Turles dropped to one knee and bowed his head to Ginyu, still speaking in Sayian, "I shall rip your intestines out and strangle Freeza with them. Then I shall paint the walls of this ship with all of your men's blood."
"That's it boy," Ginyu patted Turles' head, "see this one knows not to bite the hand that feeds him!"
All the other sayians had to fight to keep a straight face.
"Now! Head out for lunch you little asses!" Ginyu ordered as a door opened to the cafeteria.
"Slop, slop, slop, all we get is slop," Nappa complained slamming his trey against the table as he sat down beside Vegeta.
Vegeta grimaced as he chugged the slop down without pausing to chew the clumps or taste it.
"You'd think you guys would get used to this by now," Radditz smirked eating the sloppy gray mess on his plate like he would any other meal.
"It's not so bad when it's all you've ever known," Turles said.
"It's disgusting," Vegeta turned away.
"Anyway," Radditz turned to Turles, "it's a good thing you only know how to speak Sayian, Turles. You should keep the killing talk down."
"Yeah," Nappa nodded then whispered to Turles, "who knows if we get a traitor. We couldn't risk losing you."
"I've been thinking guys," Turles started, "why don't we just escape? I mean, think about it, Freeza trusts us enough now to let us travel on planets all on our own. We could just run! That way we can train twice as hard and not have to worry about Ginyu catching us."
"You can run, but I'm staying right here," Vegeta spoke nonchalantly.
"Why Vegeta?" Turles looked at the sayian prince.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, "because you need to keep your friends close and your enemies closer and I've got Freeza right where I want him. He made the mistake of underestimating us and when I am strong enough I will eliminate him."
"But that's my plan!" Turles exclaimed.
"No," Vegeta said strictly, "it is better this way, Freeza won't expect us the revolt after all this time."
"Fine," Turles looked down, "then I'll do it on my own."
"Wait!" Radditz cut in, "We can use both plans."
The two looked at him.
"Like a plan and a back-up plan," Radditz explained, "a few of us will work with you Vegeta and the rest with Turles, that way if one plan fails the other is sure to succeed. Besides, Freeza is sure to trust you more, Vegeta, if you don't run while Turles does."
"Are you coming with me brother?" Turles looked at his older brother.
Radditz patted his brother's head, "Let's see, if too many sayians go with you, then I'll have to stay."
"But I don't want you to continue taking orders from these ball-less assholes!" Turles exclaimed, then calmed down, "Forget it, if you can't come with me, then I'm not going."
Radditz smirked, "I have known what the outside world is like, Turles. Even though it was for just a short while. You have been raised in captivity, you need this."
"But…I won't be able to get stronger without you!" Turles exclaimed.
"You'll manage," Radditz nodded, "you're a lot stronger then you take yourself for."
Turles looked down.
"Now let's go over this with the rest of'em," Nappa suggested, "who knows Turles, maybe Radditz can go with you."
The four sayians went over the plan with the rest and all of them decided to leave with Turles.
"This is how it's going to work..." Turles whispered instructions as they were marched out on to a forest-like planet called Brosilia.
Turles' crew was made up of sayians and other recruits that understood Sayian and wanted in on the escape. There were nine members all together; a large sayian named Amond, a shorter one named Daiz, two purple twins of an unknown race named Rezun and Lakasei, another being of another race named Kakao, and the rest were sayians named Qucomba, Pirper, Spinach, and Shouyu.
The boys walked out of the ship followed by Radditz, Nappa, Vegeta, Ginyu, and some of Freeeza's men.
"Line up!" Ginyu ordered and the boys lined up in front of him, "now, we have three hours to clear out all life on this place so Freeza can sell this pathetic planet. This will be my last mission with you idiots before you're handed over to Zurbon, so make it a GOOD one."
"Oh Freeza's gonna fry your head on a silver skillet when me and my crew get away," Turles beamed at Ginyu.
"That's a good boy," Ginyu patted Turles' head, "I'm gonna miss this one. He'd make a great fighter on the Ginyu Force."
Turles rolled his eyes.
"Now get going!" Ginyu snarled and the boys and guards marched into the forest.
"Listen up!" Turles shouted, "Attack the closest guard to you! Steal their weapons and kill them! Don't hold back men! They are the enemy!"
Turles and Radditz jumped two guards, stealing their weapons and shooting them through the heart, they then shot three others dead. The twins, Rezun and Kakasei, jumped three others and killed two more. Amond merely bashed a guard's head open stole his weapon and shot five others through the heart without hassle. The rest made quick work to take out all the others.
"Should we help them?" Nappa looked down at Vegeta.
"No," Vegeta crossed his arms, "they can manage on their own. We can't risk being caught on their side."
A soldier ran passed them screaming.
"Shit!" Radditz ran after the soldier and flared at Vegeta, "Why didn't you kill him?!"
"This is your plan not mine," Vegeta said coldly.
Radditz scowled at Vegeta, "Well I hope you're happy! He's gonna get Ginyu now!"
"Then get Turles to stop cheering and run," Vegeta said simply.
Radditz blinked and then ran to Turles who was celebrating with his crew, "Turles! One got away!"
"What?" Turles stopped and looked at his brother.
"You guys have to run before he gets Ginyu and more soldiers come!" Radditz ordered.
Turles blinked staring up at his brother. Suddenly, a laser beam flew through the air skimming Turles' cheek; it was then followed up by several more shots.
"Don't just stand there!" Radditz roared at Turles' crew, "RUN!"
"Radditz!" Vegeta barked, "Get back here! Or do you choose to run with them?!"
Radditz watched as Turles' group ran through the forest dodging the lasers and escaped falling trees that the lasers broke. Radditz prayed for Turles' safety as he ran to Vegeta and Nappa.
"This could've been stopped you know, if you just killed that soldier," Radditz said to Vegeta as he watched Ginyu lined up Pirper, Qucomba, Spinach, and Shouyu on a stage. "No one would've known…now more of our people have to die…"
"It's their own fault for not running fast enough," Vegeta replied.
Radditz snarled at Vegeta in disbelief, then stopped when he saw the look in Vegeta's eyes. Vegeta was as hurt seeing those four sayians up there as Radditz was. Radditz turned to the stage. Ginyu had made all the recruits stand up crowded in a small auditorium.
Ginyu paced across the stage in front of the four sayian boys, not one of them shed a tear, nor would they ever.
Ginyu stared Spinach in the face and walked down the line, "Are you proud of what you have done?"
They didn't speak.
"You know you're all going to die right?" Ginyu winced at them.
Pirper spat in Ginyu's face, "Death don't scare me, but your face sure do."
Ginyu smacked Pirper across the face with the back of his hand, "you will be the first to die."
One by one the sayian boys were destroyed with ki blasts through the chest.
"This is what will happen to you," Ginyu turned to the audience, "If you defy Freeza. So follow your master and do it with a smile," Ginyu gave an evil grin and walked off the stage.
You better train hard Turles, Radditz winced, the sooner we can destroy these heartless bastards the better.
NOTE: Don't let the name fool you, this is not a James Bond spoof, I just like the name ^_^. This story was originally supposed to be a Vegeta/Chi-chi romance, but upon writing it 0o it doesn't come close…well anyway. I would say that w/o Vegeta Goddess' totally cool story Rebellious Hell I don't think I would've ever thought Turles to be so frikkin' cool o0 ((I know, I know, how'd I go from Vegeta and Chi-chi to Turles?)). Also I would like to thank the Turles Corps for just being so helpful ^_^ [http://the_turles_corps.tripod.com/home.html]. ((Near the end of the prologue Turles gets together his crew and I had no IDEA how many there were and what their names were 0o)) So uhm, w/o further ado! My story! ^_^" The first chapter is pretty long…
Chapter 1
Vegeta, a boy of 5, looked out his window and watched as capsules holding baby sayians were jettisoned into space.
"Stupid weaklings," Vegeta murmured right before he was gagged and blindfolded by Freeza's henchman, Zurbon.
Vegeta squirmed in Zurbon's arms, "Now, now boy, I suggest you calm yourself—that is if you wish to live."
Vegeta only struggled more.
Zurbon quickly fled the castle destroying any sayian guards that stood in his way. He reached a teleport and took off to his master's giant spaceship in the sky.
"Did you get the boy Zurbon?" Freeza questioned as Zurbon walked into a room filled with monitors.
Zurbon threw Vegeta to the ground as he stared at the back of Freeza's chair, "yes master."
"Good, good, very good," Freeza turned his hover chair to face Zurbon, "the plan is working."
Vegeta was thrown into a dark cell in Freeza's ship and was left all alone. After many attempts to break the bars Vegeta finally succumbed to his defeat and lay on the cold floor.
His father would come for him, he was sure of it. His father would come and destroy Freeza. That lizard freak wouldn't know what hit him.
Meanwhile, sayian baby Turles spends his last moments with his family.
"Why does Turles have to leave if Kakkorot doesn't?" Radditz, the eldest of Bardock's three sons, asked holding Turles's twin—baby Kakkorot.
"Because," Bardock patted Turles' head as he lay asleep in his basket, "he's weaker then Kakkorot, his job is taking over planets, Kakkorot will train to become a warrior, like us."
A long dark-haired sayian woman ran in panting, "I can feel it Bardock, there's trouble afoot and it's not going to be pretty!"
"Mother!" Radditz placed Kakkorot in the basket next to Turles' as he ran to his mother.
She sat in a chair beside their door taking deep breaths.
"Did you have another vision?" Bardock kneeled in front of his mate.
"Yes," she nodded, "he's going to destroy Vegeta-sei."
"Who?" Bardock's eyes narrowed.
"Freeza," his mate replied in a shuttered breath.
Radditz went pale, then grumbled, "Destroy?! US?! NEVER! We are the sayians! We are invin--"
"Hush boy," Bardock berated and looked at his tall slender wife, "what else did you see?"
"The children," she closed her brown eyes, "the children will be taken from us."
"By who?" Bardock's voice seemed to rise.
"I…" Her eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know…that's all I saw."
Bardock looked down in agitation. Just then there was a knock on the door.
Bardock opened the door and met eye to eye with a tall bald sayian, "Ah, Nappa. You've come for my son I suppose."
"Yep," The sayian nodded.
Bardock picked up his son's basket from the table and handed him to Nappa, taking a look at his miniature clone, "Your son Nappa?"
"Yep," The large sayian nodded proudly, "Nappa jr."
Bardock smiled at the boy and patted his baldhead then turned to Nappa, "take care of my son."
"Don't worry," Nappa nodded, "he's off to Earth. That planet will be pie to beat for this little guy."
Bardock grinned and watched Nappa and his son leave. He took a moment to look at Freeza's enormous ship hovering over their planet, and went back inside.
Radditz played with his baby brother as his parents conversed, but suddenly stopped, his eyes widening, "MOM! DAD!"
"What is it Radditz?" Bardock looked at Radditz.
Radditz pointed to the baby in the basket, "Th…this is TURLES!"
"What?!" Bardock's eyes widened as he ran over to the baby, indeed, it was his son Turles. Bardock muttered profanities as he grabbed the boy's basket and ran out the house.
"Bardock wait!" His wife chased after him.
"What is it woman?" Bardock muttered trying to remember which direction Nappa had gone.
"Let it be Bardock," his wife said strongly.
"Let…let it BE?" Bardock turned to his wife in utter shock.
"I have a feeling Bardock," his wife said, "this is all for the better and not for the worse."
Bardock looked at her for a long time, but then once again turned to find Nappa.
"Bardock!" his mate snapped, "Have my senses ever let you down before?"
Bardock stopped, "no."
"Then why do you doubt them now?"
Bardock turned to his wife, "They'll know."
"You didn't even know," his wife smirked.
"I want my son and I want him now Freeza," King Vegeta stomped into Freeza's courtroom, a swarm of sayian guards following him.
"Oh, okay, I'll just turn him over—and while I'm at it give you my ship, planets, money, and all my personal possessions." Freeza replied sarcastically
"You think this is a JOKE?" King Vegeta growled.
"No, you sayians are the real joke here," Freeza scowled.
"We had a deal!"
"And you BLEW IT!" Freeza flared, "I said 3 planets not 2 and a half!"
"We're working on it! All we need is another day!" King Vegeta snapped.
"Are you raising your voice to ME, Vegeta?" Freeza looked at King Vegeta as if daring him to say 'yes'.
"No, Lord Freeza," King Vegeta murmured through clenched teeth as he bowed, "but if you would just give us a little more time!"
"I gave you enough time! And now you must suffer the consequences," Freeza sneered.
"What do I have to do to get you to give me back my son and leave my people alone?!" King Vegeta exclaimed standing up straight.
"Die," Freeza continued to sneer as he blasted Vegeta through the heart.
Vegeta dropped to his knees all life and colour drained from his face. His last thoughts were of his son as he coughed up blood and fell forward—dead. Freeza laughed evilly, with the death of King Vegeta would come the downfall of the sayian race—and Freeza would be the one to do it all.
"Shall we destroy this miserable planet now my Lord?" Zurbon questioned his master.
"Wait a minute Zurbon, I've been thinking," Freeza sneered looking at the monitors of Vegeta-sei as news quickly traveled about King Vegeta's demise, "those monkeys would make such wonderful servants."
"Huh?" Zurbon blinked.
"Get me children, young ones, but not infants," Freeza ordered, "all boys—no girls, I don't want them trying to bring their race back."
Zurbon stood there waiting for Freeza to go on.
"What are you waiting for?! Go!" Freeza snapped.
"But Freeza…what if they rebel?" Zurbon asked.
"They're all going to rebel," Freeza frowned, "but if you must kill the ones that seem to pose a threat to us—I only want sayians whose spirits are easily broken."
"As you wish, my lord," Zurbon bowed and descended to Earth with an army of Freeza's men. They ambushed the sayian planet stealing children and killing anyone who stood in their way.
Bardock looked out his window, all the lights in his house turned out, the drapes shut, doors locked.
"What's going on?!" Radditz exclaimed, as the sounds of fighting and pain got louder outside their small little home.
His mother, Sarada, held him and baby Turles close to her, "they're stealing sons Bardock…and…and killing babies…"
Bardock let the drapes fall and the house went pitch black. His wife listened as he armed himself.
"No Bardock!" she stood, "You can't fight! They'll kill you!"
"The only reason those bastards are winning is because we aren't fighting together," Bardock checked his armor, "our people are afraid, they need a leader."
His wife stood silent, she couldn't stop him and even if she could—she wouldn't, no matter how much it hurt.
"Take the boys and run," Bardock ordered.
"NO!" Radditz yelled, "I'm going to fight with you, father!"
"Shut up, Radditz!" Bardock shouted, "Go with your mother."
"But…but why?" Radditz winced.
"Because," Bardock spoke softly, "you need to live, to avenge me."
"No! Father, you can't die!" Radditz screamed as Bardock swung the door open and went out to fight. Radditz went to go after his father, but his mother grabbed him by the tail and swung him over her shoulder. "No…mother…"
"I'm sorry Radditz, but your father is right," Sarada said as she kicked down the back wall of their home and flew out into the night.
"Look! She's getting away!"
"Get her!" Sarada heard Freeza's guards shout and flew faster. Suddenly she saw billions of tiny one-person capsule fly into outer space. She sighed with relief, at least now she knew Kakkorot would be all right. Her relief quickly died as each and every one of those capsules was shot from the sky—except for one. That one capsule alone seemed to have escaped Freeza's men's view. It was Kakkorot, her mind told her, but she couldn't tell if it were her psychic abilities telling her that or just pure hope.
Something shot at her and she dodged it. She made the mistake of turning around and saw a swarm of Freeza's men chasing after her.
"Shit," she swore and flew faster, but she wasn't fast enough.
Freeza's men surrounded her, cutting off all means of escape.
"Just hand over your son," one of the soldiers barked.
"Or what?" Sarada hissed.
"We'll kill you all," the soldier replied, "at least this way you can save one member of your miserable family."
"I…have to…live…" Sarada heard Radditz say below a whisper, her tail grabbing rendered him so weak, "…must…avenge…dad…"
Sarada let go of Radditz tail and immediately he was revitalized. She wrapped Turles up tight and handed him over to Radditz speaking in Sayian so that the guards would not understand, "Take care of him Radditz—don't let them break you," she looked at Turles, "or him. You will be the ones to bring our race back."
Radditz nodded, right before two guards grabbed him and pulled him and Turles away for Sarada.
"Enough chit chat," the first soldier said, "kill her."
"NO!" Radditz shouted as the two soldiers held on to him tighter. All the other soldiers turned their laser guns on Sarada and pulled the trigger.
"Hand over the kid," the soldier that had ordered Sarada's death barked as he and Radditz stood outside the entrance of Freeza's cellar—where all the sayian boys were kept.
"No," Radditz glared at him coldly as he held Turles close.
"Hand him over or die," the soldier pointed a laser gun at Radditz's head.
Radditz closed his eyes and awaited his death. He couldn't help but tremble. Why was he so weak?
"Stop," Zurbon walked over, "don't waste your ammo."
"But Zurbon," the soldier lifted his gun and turned to Zurbon.
Zurbon snatched Turles from Radditz and glared at him.
"HEY!" Radditz roared about to pounce on Zurbon, but the soldier held him back.
Zurbon flicked the baby's forehead and Turles began to cry, "It's not even a third class baby…and it's still drinking it's mother's milk no doubt…" he tossed Turles at Radditz and glowered coldly, "he'll be dead by dawn."
That's what you think. Radditz winced at Zurbon as he hushed Turles.
"Put him in the cells with the rest," Zurbon walked off.
"C'mon you trouble maker," the soldier grabbed Radditz by the arm and kicked open the door to the cellar. He stomped down the stairs and Radditz froze in fear as he looked around at cell upon cell crammed with sayian boys his age.
"Get in there," the soldier threw Radditz in a cell with Nappa jr., Prince Vegeta, and some other sayians.
Radditz nearly dropped Turles, but caught him quick.
"Bastard," Radditz muttered in sayian as the soldier walked away, he saw Nappa and exclaimed, "Hey! I know you!"
Nappa nodded looking down sadly.
"Don't you dare cry," Prince Vegeta winced at Nappa.
"But my father," Nappa whispered, "he was all I had left…and they killed him right in front of my eyes…"
"So?" Vegeta snarled, "At least you were there in his last moments…I had to hear from you lower class scum that my father was killed," He punched the palm of his hand, "I'll destroy Freeza."
Radditz looked down and took a seat, "my parents are dead too…" he looked at Turles, "my brother's all I have left."
Vegeta glared, "You should've let them kill the little maggot."
Radditz scowled at Vegeta.
"At least then," Vegeta turned away, "it would be quick and you wouldn't have to watch him suffer."
Radditz hugged his brother, but then thought of Vegeta's words, he was right. A quick death would have been easier on both of them then a slow one.
"No!" Radditz shouted, "No! No! No!"
"You sure do like the word, don'tcha?" Vegeta raised an eyebrow looking at Radditz.
"You may have given up!" Radditz stood up flaring in Sayian, "But I will NOT admit defeat! We're going to live! All of us! We're going to live and we're going to destroy Freeza! And every single one of his men! We have to!"
"Then what?!" Nappa stood up aggravated, as well speaking in Sayian, "We're all going to die anyway! Look around you! We're all men! Freeza's not as dumb as we take him for."
"I'm not giving up," Radditz spoke strongly.
"They're going to break you," Nappa winced.
"They may've broken you," Radditz winced back, "but they will not break me…or my brother…I will never follow Freeza, never."
Nappa continued to glare at Radditz and then pushed him into the metal bars, Turles flying from his arms.
Turles fell to the ground and began to cry.
"Punk-ass bastard!" Radditz pushed Nappa back.
"Fight, fight, fight!" Rang through the cells.
Radditz punched Nappa in the face as he regained himself. Nappa retaliated with a sidekick to Radditz head.
Before Radditz could fight back, both boys were whipped in the back with an electrifying whip.
They fell to the ground as a guard grumbled, "keep it down you stupid apes."
"Fuck you," Radditz snarled in sayian as he crawled up to the bars and spat in the guard's face.
"BEAST!" The guard kicked Radditz in the face and he flew beside Turles, who was still crying. The guard set up holographic screens in front of the cells, "I come down here to show you all a movie and this is how you repay me?"
The screens showed snow and then showed a view of Freeza's ship and Vegeta-sei.
"Father!" Radditz exclaimed clinging to the bars as his father came on the screen, some other sayians showed on the screen. It often went blurry or out of focus, but the boys could see well enough to identify their parents in the crowd. Then Freeza's ship came into view and a giant laser beam began to formulate.
Radditz's jaw-dropped, Freeza was going to destroy Vegeta-sei.
"Hold your ground men," Bardock ordered speaking strongly as some sayians panicked at the sight of the laser aiming at them, "death is inevitable, so die with honor."
His heart hurt terribly and he felt so empty, he couldn't feel Sarada anymore. He knew that she was dead, but a thought she had given him gave him hope—Kakkorot was still alive.
"Die with honor?" a giant screen appeared in front of the large group with Freeza's face on it, "I've got a better idea, why don't you just die?"
"You may destroy us Freeza," Bardock glared, "but you've made the mistake of taking our sons. They will avenge us and kill you."
"I highly doubt it," Freeza yawned, "This footage of me destroying you all should scare the vengeance right out of them—and if it doesn't, I'll kill them."
The laser was ready to fire.
Bardock spoke quickly, "My son lives on Freeza! And he will annihilate you!"
"Save it for the devil," Freeza said and then broke out in evil laughter as the laser was released and destroyed Vegeta-sei and every single sayian on or near it.
"NOOO!" Radditz shouted as the dungeon of sayian boys suddenly erupted in loud yelling and noise. Most tried to break the bars of their cells with ki blasts, some tried to bend them with their bare hands or gnaw through with their sharp teeth—but all the rest just sat their in shock, torn as the footage played over and over again. That last percentage was the one that was spared when a group of Freeza's men came in and started shooting down sayians.
Radditz grabbed Turles and dragged him to the back of the cell so that they would be killed.
The cell doors opened and the boys were lead out and into the hall.
"You are alone now," The tall purple monstrosity known as Ginyu paced down the long line of sayian boys, "no planet, no home, no women—as of now your race isn't endangered, but extinct."
"And it's all because of you damn bastards!" A sayian boy shouted, "I hope you assholes burn in fucking hell!"
Ginyu glared at the boy and he was shot dead.
"Anyone else have a problem they would like to talk about?" Ginyu looked at all the sayians, "no one? Okay, I'll go on. You are alone, but we can fix that. If you join us we promise to forget all about your sad excuse for a race and except you as one of us. If you refuse to join us then you'll die. It's as simple as that. Now, who's ready to get their uniform?"
"I shall never follow Freeza!" A boy shouted in the Sayian tongue right before blasting himself through the heart.
Ginyu sighed and rubbed his eyes in exasperation, "Why must they always resort to suicide? Anyone else want to kill themselves before I give them their nice clean uniform?"
No one moved and the uniforms were handed out.
Ginyu stopped at Radditz and looked down at Turles, "What is that, boy?"
"My brother," Radditz turned Turles out of Ginyu's view.
Ginyu glared, "there aren't supposed to be any babies here…"
"You can't take him," Radditz glared.
Ginyu stood up, ready to kill Radditz.
There was no escaping it this time, he was going to die, but he just couldn't. Radditz thought fast and then bowed to Ginyu, "I will swear my very life to Freeza if you let my brother live."
Ginyu stopped, "is that so."
"Yes," Radditz nodded. Oh, how he hated himself right now.
"Very well," Ginyu tossed Radditz a uniform and kept going down the line.
I might swear my allegiance, Radditz glared at Ginyu, but I will raise Turles to destroy you.
Turles lunged at Radditz and went to punch him in the face. Radditz easily dodged his brother and kneed him in the gut. Turles dropped to his knees, hugging his stomach in pain, "Dammit Radditz, I'm doing the best I can! Why do you havta be so rough?!"
"Because your best just isn't good enough!" Radditz scowled at his brother as he spoke strictly in Sayian, "You think Freeza and his men are going to let up just because you're trying your best?! Now get up and fight me!"
Turles glared at Radditz as he stood up, "I'm not as strong as you…I was born a weakling Radditz! I…I can't do this!"
Radditz punched Turles in the face, "Shut up, boy! I have raised you since infancy! I have given you everything I could! The least you could do is have a little faith in the cause!"
Turles nodded, Radditz was right. Turles had to be the strongest, he had to be the best, he had to be the one to destroy Freeza, for his father and the entire Sayian race.
"Get in line scumbags!" Ginyu walked in, "Sparring time is over."
It had been nine years since the destruction of Vegeta-sei. At this point only about ten sayians remained, most committed suicide or were killed. They all lined up with some other young recruits of Freeza's.
"Well, well," Ginyu took Turles' chin in his hand and lifted his head, "you seem to be growing stronger and healthier everyday you little runt, I just hope you know who your master is."
Turles winced whispering in sayian with a little smirk on his face, "I will kill you, you bastard."
"What was that?" Ginyu glared at Turles, he didn't understand Sayian, but by the look on Turles' face, he didn't like what was being said.
Turles dropped to one knee and bowed his head to Ginyu, still speaking in Sayian, "I shall rip your intestines out and strangle Freeza with them. Then I shall paint the walls of this ship with all of your men's blood."
"That's it boy," Ginyu patted Turles' head, "see this one knows not to bite the hand that feeds him!"
All the other sayians had to fight to keep a straight face.
"Now! Head out for lunch you little asses!" Ginyu ordered as a door opened to the cafeteria.
"Slop, slop, slop, all we get is slop," Nappa complained slamming his trey against the table as he sat down beside Vegeta.
Vegeta grimaced as he chugged the slop down without pausing to chew the clumps or taste it.
"You'd think you guys would get used to this by now," Radditz smirked eating the sloppy gray mess on his plate like he would any other meal.
"It's not so bad when it's all you've ever known," Turles said.
"It's disgusting," Vegeta turned away.
"Anyway," Radditz turned to Turles, "it's a good thing you only know how to speak Sayian, Turles. You should keep the killing talk down."
"Yeah," Nappa nodded then whispered to Turles, "who knows if we get a traitor. We couldn't risk losing you."
"I've been thinking guys," Turles started, "why don't we just escape? I mean, think about it, Freeza trusts us enough now to let us travel on planets all on our own. We could just run! That way we can train twice as hard and not have to worry about Ginyu catching us."
"You can run, but I'm staying right here," Vegeta spoke nonchalantly.
"Why Vegeta?" Turles looked at the sayian prince.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, "because you need to keep your friends close and your enemies closer and I've got Freeza right where I want him. He made the mistake of underestimating us and when I am strong enough I will eliminate him."
"But that's my plan!" Turles exclaimed.
"No," Vegeta said strictly, "it is better this way, Freeza won't expect us the revolt after all this time."
"Fine," Turles looked down, "then I'll do it on my own."
"Wait!" Radditz cut in, "We can use both plans."
The two looked at him.
"Like a plan and a back-up plan," Radditz explained, "a few of us will work with you Vegeta and the rest with Turles, that way if one plan fails the other is sure to succeed. Besides, Freeza is sure to trust you more, Vegeta, if you don't run while Turles does."
"Are you coming with me brother?" Turles looked at his older brother.
Radditz patted his brother's head, "Let's see, if too many sayians go with you, then I'll have to stay."
"But I don't want you to continue taking orders from these ball-less assholes!" Turles exclaimed, then calmed down, "Forget it, if you can't come with me, then I'm not going."
Radditz smirked, "I have known what the outside world is like, Turles. Even though it was for just a short while. You have been raised in captivity, you need this."
"But…I won't be able to get stronger without you!" Turles exclaimed.
"You'll manage," Radditz nodded, "you're a lot stronger then you take yourself for."
Turles looked down.
"Now let's go over this with the rest of'em," Nappa suggested, "who knows Turles, maybe Radditz can go with you."
The four sayians went over the plan with the rest and all of them decided to leave with Turles.
"This is how it's going to work..." Turles whispered instructions as they were marched out on to a forest-like planet called Brosilia.
Turles' crew was made up of sayians and other recruits that understood Sayian and wanted in on the escape. There were nine members all together; a large sayian named Amond, a shorter one named Daiz, two purple twins of an unknown race named Rezun and Lakasei, another being of another race named Kakao, and the rest were sayians named Qucomba, Pirper, Spinach, and Shouyu.
The boys walked out of the ship followed by Radditz, Nappa, Vegeta, Ginyu, and some of Freeeza's men.
"Line up!" Ginyu ordered and the boys lined up in front of him, "now, we have three hours to clear out all life on this place so Freeza can sell this pathetic planet. This will be my last mission with you idiots before you're handed over to Zurbon, so make it a GOOD one."
"Oh Freeza's gonna fry your head on a silver skillet when me and my crew get away," Turles beamed at Ginyu.
"That's a good boy," Ginyu patted Turles' head, "I'm gonna miss this one. He'd make a great fighter on the Ginyu Force."
Turles rolled his eyes.
"Now get going!" Ginyu snarled and the boys and guards marched into the forest.
"Listen up!" Turles shouted, "Attack the closest guard to you! Steal their weapons and kill them! Don't hold back men! They are the enemy!"
Turles and Radditz jumped two guards, stealing their weapons and shooting them through the heart, they then shot three others dead. The twins, Rezun and Kakasei, jumped three others and killed two more. Amond merely bashed a guard's head open stole his weapon and shot five others through the heart without hassle. The rest made quick work to take out all the others.
"Should we help them?" Nappa looked down at Vegeta.
"No," Vegeta crossed his arms, "they can manage on their own. We can't risk being caught on their side."
A soldier ran passed them screaming.
"Shit!" Radditz ran after the soldier and flared at Vegeta, "Why didn't you kill him?!"
"This is your plan not mine," Vegeta said coldly.
Radditz scowled at Vegeta, "Well I hope you're happy! He's gonna get Ginyu now!"
"Then get Turles to stop cheering and run," Vegeta said simply.
Radditz blinked and then ran to Turles who was celebrating with his crew, "Turles! One got away!"
"What?" Turles stopped and looked at his brother.
"You guys have to run before he gets Ginyu and more soldiers come!" Radditz ordered.
Turles blinked staring up at his brother. Suddenly, a laser beam flew through the air skimming Turles' cheek; it was then followed up by several more shots.
"Don't just stand there!" Radditz roared at Turles' crew, "RUN!"
"Radditz!" Vegeta barked, "Get back here! Or do you choose to run with them?!"
Radditz watched as Turles' group ran through the forest dodging the lasers and escaped falling trees that the lasers broke. Radditz prayed for Turles' safety as he ran to Vegeta and Nappa.
"This could've been stopped you know, if you just killed that soldier," Radditz said to Vegeta as he watched Ginyu lined up Pirper, Qucomba, Spinach, and Shouyu on a stage. "No one would've known…now more of our people have to die…"
"It's their own fault for not running fast enough," Vegeta replied.
Radditz snarled at Vegeta in disbelief, then stopped when he saw the look in Vegeta's eyes. Vegeta was as hurt seeing those four sayians up there as Radditz was. Radditz turned to the stage. Ginyu had made all the recruits stand up crowded in a small auditorium.
Ginyu paced across the stage in front of the four sayian boys, not one of them shed a tear, nor would they ever.
Ginyu stared Spinach in the face and walked down the line, "Are you proud of what you have done?"
They didn't speak.
"You know you're all going to die right?" Ginyu winced at them.
Pirper spat in Ginyu's face, "Death don't scare me, but your face sure do."
Ginyu smacked Pirper across the face with the back of his hand, "you will be the first to die."
One by one the sayian boys were destroyed with ki blasts through the chest.
"This is what will happen to you," Ginyu turned to the audience, "If you defy Freeza. So follow your master and do it with a smile," Ginyu gave an evil grin and walked off the stage.
You better train hard Turles, Radditz winced, the sooner we can destroy these heartless bastards the better.