This is a BulmaXVegeta fic.
Purgatory
1: Incarcerated
The ferocity in her scream rang into the empty halls of Frieza's main compound. Her head was tossed back with gapping jaws rowed with white teeth.
The straps that held her down were quickly snapping apart as she pressed her chest up against them. Creatures of many colors scrambled about trying to force the child to comply.
Fear didn't dominate the little female. The stronger of her emotions was to get away from the randomly surfacing faces that crowded her and the stress of being pinned. Her finger tips burned with ki that shot out into the room downing several of the soldiers within pulses of scattered hot light.
Though, several lay motionless others quickly replaced them. The door opened and closed frantically blowing the girl's black hair on her face. The way out.
"Hold her down I'll put a pulse through her head." One armored creature said looking down the sights of his weapon into the mixing fray before him. He was stationed on a platform over looking the table where executions were performed on ki aware prisoners. The gun the man steadied was a rendering of a huge concentrated blast that caused trauma to internal organs instantly killing the victim. Yet, the man couldn't consider firing into the room fearing hitting one of his comrades.
From an observing window above the room was a tall black horned purple creature adorned by high ranking armor. The other similar creature standing next to him had a limp tail and obviously held a higher regard to himself with his arms crossed molding to his chest. Both were looking intensely into the room.
"It seems like a waste, Lord Frieza." Ginyu said leaning in watching the euthanization taking place. Another strong scream from the girl emphasized his point.
"Hmm, Captain Ginyu, is this hard to watch?" Frieza, too, was mildly impressed by how the child, like a classic Saiyan, fought to her very last breath.
"No sir, it's just the Saiyans are rare now and good fighters nowadays are hard to come by." He was referring to the chunks of the space flotsam floating in the vicinity of where planet Vegeta used to be. The home planet of the now critically endangered Saiyan race.
The final strap broke and a blood splattered in an arch a crossed the window in front of Ginyu and Frieza. They both turned their attention mildly back towards the frantic movement in the room where sliding blood obscured some of their view.
Ginyu didn't say a word and let his master draw his own conclusion based upon what he saw. Luckily, most of the evidence was leading the lord to a final conclusion in Ginyu's favor. Though, he hoped that he would hurry along his decision. The child seemed to be getting tired out quickly from fighting off the soldiers.
"I see your angle Ginyu."
"How astute of you, Sir." Ginyu smiled knowing he now had a way out of this body who's power level would max out in a few years to come.
"Very well, you can have your toy but keep her out of my hair." Frieza poked the button on his scouter that linked to the man's on the gun.
The man listened intently to the lord's orders. He pressed a button and the huge gun powered down- its loud hum faded away. Aware of the new born silence and unsure of the shifting mood in the room, everyone stopped trying to restrain the Saiyan child for her demise.
"Thank you Lord Frieza." Ginyu bowed at the waist. The galaxy ruler smirked and turned around with his tail arching in a loop that complimented his graceful reptilian movement. Then he exited the room leaving Ginyu to his own plots.
Down in the execution room all the men were still having a hard time constricting the movement of the little Saiyan who had won her life. She exploited the weakness in the soldier's rapid and unsteady movement. Even though she was only 5 years old the typical Saiyan child was still at a higher power level then most of the grunts in the compound.
From above Ginyu made his way down to the level of the room and pressed a button to open the door. The soldier who was at the gun saluted the captain. The other soldiers were obviously too busy to perform any respectful greetings.
The door remained open with two blue irises set upon it's metaphorical freedom. Only two men where now between her and the steps of freedom outside but concretely she couldn't think much beyond that. The open door was the immediate epitome of her focus.
She yanked her right arm free of an orange alien with tuft white hair. The man realized his hand was empty and made another grab towards the child. She instantly jumped and smashed the man on her left into the orange one underneath her. She then bounced off their dazed bodies and headed for her prize.
Moments before her first step outside a fast hand grabbed her by her arm holding her still. The soldiers faces all looked slightly lifted seeing Captain Ginyu restraining the Saiyan child.
In her mind there wasn't any reason within her logic to fear Ginyu. So, like with the soldiers, unaware of the compounded danger of the gun, she struggled and bit down hard into his skin. Her head shook about trying to shred the meat from his wrist.
Ginyu reared back and forcefully tossed the girl from his arm where she landed back first into the wall with a loud thump of crushed metal from behind her. She slid from the concaved dent to the floor where she slumped in a dazed state.
The captain racked his knuckles a crossed her cheek bone in a harsh smack. Startled, her gaze ascended upon his face where his eye ridges were angrily drawn. His massive bulk cast a shadow upon her. Instinctively she shrank away but still held his gaze with a glare of her own as a outward shield.
"From now on you belong to Lord Frieza. That is, if your tiny monkey brain can understand that." Insulted, the girl wiped the blood from her mouth and stood up. She squared him in the face.
"I belong to no one." Independent intelligence burned brightly behind her eyes negating the authority of Ginyu's comment. Her body was bowed low into a defensive stance and sweat defiantly dripped over her red cheek to the floor.
Her defiance was met with another gouging of her face with his knuckles. Force from the strike knocked her down again but, to her relief, not against the wall. This time she didn't get up. Instead she held still critically looking at the floor breathing the pain away and waited settling her pumping heart.
Despite everything, a ball dropped through her gut. There wasn't any idiocy in the towering creature's eyes betraying a weakness to her like the frantic soldiers had . A somber reality finally clamed her logic. There wasn't a way out.
"Get up maggot." She settled into a still state of mind and didn't move letting her body and the obvious moment build. A sleepy calmness numbed her skull from the melting presents of the man. Only her little tail slightly curled towards her thigh against the white floor. The last thoughts scrambling in her head died.
"I said get up!" Ginyu's deep chest commands vibrated the ground. The soldiers, too curious to get on with their duties, watch the paused struggle. Each one of them stood still for the encroaching moment.
The pinnacle breeched as his patients caved and his foot was on a one way course for her side. She stole one more full breath before his pointed toe erupted into her ribs.
Lights from the ceiling fluttered by like passing birds. She didn't know that she was moving instead of the lights until the air flushed over her face. Within seconds of flying a hot black creature devoured her mind after a mass collided with her skull efficiently taking her conscious away.
TBC
A/N I need an experienced beta-reader. Any takers?