She giggled. Her laugh danced upon the air-a pleasant sound to be sure. Soft, azure hair tickled his face as she laid her forehead against his. Her cheeks bore a faint blush- as she sneaked a peek into his piercing eyes. Peace seemed settled upon them while laying still upon the lush grass. He would never admit he had a heart, but if he did it would be so very full at this moment.
"LANDING ON FRIEZA PLANET 1 IN FIVE MINUTES!" shattered the sweet repose of this pod occupant. The grumpy man pressed the button that would acknowledge receipt of the intruding message. Computers have no sense of timing. The nerve waking him from such a serene dream!
Groggy and disgruntled at having to wake from such a glorious dream, he took a deep breath in, and let out a burst of air. Looking around the pod he thought 'Is this cramped area my life?' He shook his head disbelieving his reality as the smell of fresh grass was leaving his senses.
A loud thump caught his attention as the pod landed. As he shook the cobwebs of his dream off, the door opened, the atmospheric pressure from the vehicle adjusting with a hiss, as he stepped outside.
'It is time', he thought.
"Debrief in Frieza's throne room, NOW MAGGOT!" blared through his scouter. Gods he wished he could crush that thing however he was threatened with a grizzly death if he dared waste resources. Falling into step with 2 hulking Saiyan they moved towards their destination.
"Will we wait outside as usual, sire?" mumbled the large bald man.
A sirly "Humph." was the reply.
The long-haired shaggy Saiyan observed sagely and nodded as they came to the entrance. The men took their posts while the other went inside.
"Well, well, well. Look what has found its way back home" said a high pitched, lispy voice.
The Saiyan knelt with all the respect he could muster for the being cruelly controlled his every breath. Eyes downcast, he focused on the polished marble floor. He focused on his breathing being steady and even. No hint of the hate in his heart to be observed or there would be hell to pay.
"My Lord," he rasped, "your instructions have been carried out. The planet is yours and its people have been subjugated. Those who would not comply have been exterminated."
A well manicured set of alabaster feet appeared in his line of site. "Took you long enough! You were to have been back here 2 days ago. Was the job to difficult for you and your mighty Saiyan squad?" he giggled derisively. Others joined in with laughter at the apparent failure.
His blood boiled violently but he willed himself to stay calm. "My Lord, the population was forewarned and well armed. My team-"
"Your worthless team was caught off guard!" Frieza cut across as his tail lashed behind him angrily. "So much for the mighty warrior race" he said. Then quite suddenly, Frieza delivered an unexpected kick to the side of his head. The force was immense to say the least, and too quik for him to roll with the blow, all he could do was focus on the floor, breathing in an out as the room stopped spinning. He did not want to vomit or pass out from the pain further disgracing himself.
The Saiyan felt Frieza's tail snake around his neck, bringing him to eye level. He sent a myriad of body blows into his target with surgical precision dealing the maximum amount of pain to his prisoner. Frieza tightened his tail. He could hear bones snapping as the air supply began to run out. "You are not even worth a warrior's death" he said as he threw the brutalized Saiyan back towards the doorway.
He approached and kicked the man onto his back. "Fail me again and there will not be enough for your pitiful father to bury. Get this piece of trash out of here."
Nappy and Raditz dutifully marched into the room and retrieved their leader. He was bleeding profusely on the way to the medical facilities and required immediate attention. Worried looks graced each warriors face as they loaded him into the healing tank. Fear beat wildly in their chests. He had to live.
He was everything to them.
He was their only hope.
He was Prince Vegeta.