"Plan to Eradicate the Saiyans"

[Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball nor do I have any affiliation with the franchise. All rights go to Akira Toriyama and TOEI Animation]

[The capture was a success; The Galactic Overlord named Frieza had put his devious plan to eradicate the Saiyan race into motion and had ordered his trusty henchmen to immediately capture one of the Saiyans for interrogation; a filthy monkey with zero knowledge of veneration and manners — These kind of beings did not deserve to exist. Inside a small humid room lied enchained the captured nameless Saiyan, beaten and battered, his sanguinary exposed skin promulgating that his subdual happened after using excessive force. Friable whimpers and groans echoed in the rocky four walls all around, cries for help would occasionally be heard from the room, only to trigger a wicked smirk in the faces of the Planet Trade Organization workers, and especially in the Imperial face of one particular being; Lord Frieza. Since the Saiyan refused to speak and betray his race, Frieza decided to use a different mean to get him to talk; relentless torturing. Tears of pain and agony streamed down the face of the scum as he watched his torturer carve his exposed masculine skin with various knifes, turning his ashen flesh crimson red with multiple gashes, remove his dark-tinted fingernails and cut his fingers, causing blood to splatter, helplessly -and hopelessly- standing a mere onlooker in this ghastly spectatorship with no end; Oh Kami how much did he enjoy watching the monkey fall into despair as he himself was torturing him with no clemency nor remorse for the other being whatsoever, only with irrepressible mania for torment and pain. Sinister chuckles would escape his flawless lips as he teared apart his very flesh like a gluttonous shark, driving the nameless Saiyan to the brink of madness, ready to cut the silver line that separated sanity from insanity and send him to a place worse than Hell itself. But then he would halt; simply to keep the Saiyan barely sane for the ensuing questioning, or was it that the Emperor savored torturing the monkey, watching him desperately trying to salvage his own self and fight the demons in his head? For several days the torment continued, from time to time the Emperor offered the being food, enough just to keep him alive and laugh as he salivated over rotting meat like a hyena. As his predicament deteriorated, how much more could the creature endure before selling out his own kind? How much more could his body and soul endure before they crumble into dust? How much more did the sadistic Frieza need to torture the monkey before he could satisfy his own hunger for torment?]

...To Be Continued (?)...