Alright I know there is alot of stories about Vegeta's sister, but this idea was in my head and I needed to unleash it. Also thank you Gokuspasm who has been there to answer some of my questions. The start of the fic takes place in the past on Freeza's ship, then once it goes to present we will be at the end of DBZ.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
The blood slowly flowed from her nose. She was beaten to within an inch of her life again, and she still refused to tell them where she hid her daughter. Her daughter was fated to destroy there home planet, of course this wasn't her true home planet. Her home planet was destroyed long ago. Her body needed to regenerated, so her mind drifted to the past. When things seems so much easier. When she was a captive but still with her brother, Vegeta.
Four year old Flarea stared at her mother. They where rushing down to the ships on the other side of the planet, away from the castle, away from their tormentor. The queen of the Saiyajins was going to save her little girl. Her son had been taken from her, but no one was going to take her little princess. She pressed a kiss to Flarea's head as she placed her in the ship.
"Be safe little one," she told her little daughter as the ship's door closed. The ship blasted off and cleared the planet as the planet exploded from Freeza's attack. Flarea's ship landed on a deserted planted. The four year old got out of her ship and stared at the vast emptiness that surrounded her. She sat down on the ground. Inside she knew the truth, her planet and parents were destroyed. Gone forever.
"So I did see a ship leave the planet," laughed a voice from behind her. She got up and turned to face Zarbon. "Well well, Princess Flarea has survived. I guess I should take you to Freeza."
"Go ahead," Flarea told him, she had nothing to left, everyone was dead. "I don't care anymore, everyone is dead."
"I'm surprised," Zarbon laughed. "I was sure the Saiyajin brat would put up more of a fight."
"What is left to fight for," she replied. Zarbon decided he had enough of the depressed little girl. He came up on her fast and knocked her out. Throwing her over his shoulder he went to report to Freeza. Zarbon knocked on Freeza's door.
"What is it!" came a cranky voice from beyond the door.
"Sir, I have finished my scouting of the ship that took off before the planet was destroyed," Zarbon smirked. "I found something interesting."
The door opened, and Zarbon walked forward. Freeza glared at Zarbon from the end of the room. Zarbon threw Flarea at his feet.
"Princess Flarea," laughed Freeza. "Well the other royal brat survived. Makes that four damn monkeys who lived. Now what to do with the small female?"
"Surely she can't fight," laughed Zarbon. Flarea was awakened by laughter. Her head hurt, and her ears rang. She looked up and saw Freeza.
"You killed them," she hissed. "You killed them all."
"Bright child," Freeza laughed. "So monkey…"
"I'm not a monkey," Flarea shouted as she stood up. "I'm a Saiyajin! The race that scared you so much you blew them up."
"I'm not scared of damn monkeys!" Freeza hissed.
"Then why is my planet dead?" Flarea hissed back. "You are afraid of us, and now you are going to kill me so I don't become a threat to you. But I swear to you a Saiyajin will be your end, and I hope it's my blood line that does it! Vegeta will kill you!"
"So you know your older brother is alive.," he laughed. "No, I will not kill you, to prove I am not scared of you. But I will keep you separate from your brother. To think he will think you are dead, while you scrub the floors. Put her to work as a maid. All are dismissed."
Zarbon dragged Flarea away from Freeze. She was smiling inside, she had learn valuable information from Freeza. Her brother was alive, and Freeza was scared of the Saiyajins. He was keeping her alive to prove that he wasn't scared of them, but he was or he wouldn't need proof. Zarbon tossed her into the maids' quarters, and shut the door behind her. A purple alien woman came up to her and glared at her. She and all the other females in the room where dressed in rags.
"Well you must be the new girl," she sneered. "Get her new clothes, those she has on won't due. Also if you want to keep yourself alive you better listen to everything I say, or I'll have Freeza eliminate you."
"I just escaped Freeza's elimination, so don't worry bout me," Flarea sneered back. She was a princess not a maid, but she had to stay alive. "So just tell me what to clean and I'll do it, as for anything else, you can bite me!"
The head maid went to slap Flarea, but she grabbed the maid's offending hand's wrist before it could make contact. Flarea's father had trained her to defend herself, and while she was never in a real fight, she could handle herself against these pitiful females. It looked like none of them had fighting skills. The head maid dropped her purple jaw at Flarea's fast actions.
"You will refrain from anymore attempts to hit me," Flarea sneered, and squeezed the wrist harder. "Or I will break every bone in your body, understand me?"
The maid quickly nodded her head, her eyes where filled with fear. Flarea smiled inside, she would make her father proud, if he could have seen her now. Forget the meek little girl she was before, she would not just be a quiet little subordinate. Cleaning she could handle, but being ordered by a weak little purple woman, hell no!
Three years had passed, and she had scrubbed floors like there was no tomorrow. Freeza had her whipped in front of him every time she gave that head maid lip. It didn't help any, she took her beatings without a whimper of pain, and still gave that bitch lip. She didn't care, she was a Saiyajin and wouldn't give Freeza the sick pleasure of her cries of pain. No matter how much her back hurt, she wouldn't scream. Scrubbing another floor, she thought about the good times, training with her father. How she took those moments for granted. Flare heard her bucket of water being kicked over, she got up and glared at the man who did it. He just kept walking, so she chucked her sponge at him.
"You baka!" she screamed at him. Flarea knew who he was, the bald head and tail where a dead give away. Nappa turned to kill the wench who dare throw a wet sponge at him. He was in shock at who he saw, her tail was flicking angrily at him.
"Princess Flarea," he gaped. "You're alive!"
"Really, if you call this being alive, I hate to see your explanation for fun," she hissed. Nappa stared at the seven year old in front of him. She was wearing filthy rags, but her tail and the spiky hair, just like Vegeta's was a dead give away.
"How is it you are still alive?" he asked ignoring her sarcasm.
"Easy, mom shoved me in a ship and sent me off before the planet exploded," Flarea said, her arms crossed. "Then Zarbon found me took me to Freeza who made me a maid and here I am."
"The princess of Saiyajins a maid! That's an outrage!"
"You're telling me," Flarea huffed. "I'm the one scrubbing the damn floors!"
Zarbon had heard the yelling, and decided to see what was going on. He walk upon the sight of Flarea and Nappa. Water was all over the floor, Nappa was messing with the maids again, too bad he found her.
"Well well," Zarbon smirked. "What do we have here, a little Saiyajin reunion? Look at this floor brat!"
"He tipped the bucket over," she screamed at Zarbon. She was sick of scrubbing damn floors. "Maybe you should scrub the damn floors for once!"
"My what a sharp tongue you still have," laughed Zarbon. "I'm sure Freeza will have you whipped for it."
"You know what, he can whip me all he wants," Flarea said, pissed beyond belief. "It's not going to help, I don't break. In fact I'll go tell that gaint lizard that right now!"
Zarbon and Nappa watched as Flarea marched away, head held high, towards Freeza's throne room. Zarbon turned back to Nappa.
"So you known your dear princess is alive," he laughed.
"This is an outrage! She is royalty!" Nappa fumed. He turned his back on Zarbon and went to find Vegeta.
Well it's a start! Review, and flames will be eaten by my pet dragon Fuga. Till next time.
