He awoke, covered in sweat and panting. Where was he? His eyes widened as he realized he was lying on the floor of a prison cell. The walls were glistening with blood and grime, and he stood up in digust as he realized the floor was covered in dirt and cobwebs. His head turned abruptly as he saw someone coming down the hall. It was a woman, who looked no older than 18. Her body was completely covered by a black cloak, and her most of her face was blocked by her hood.
She hurried down the hall to his cell, unlocked the door and silently beckoned him to follow. Vegeta wondered whether he should follow this strange woman, but in his desperation for answers, he allowed her help.
She rushed him through a door at the end of the hallway, and rushed him into a room, which he presumed was hers. Now that he was free, he grabbed the woman and pulled down the hood of her cloak, only to be shocked as he took in her appearance. She had brown almond shaped eyes, plump, pink lips, and soft, straight ebony hair that fell to her shoulders. "Get off me, you jerk!" She screamed in his ear. "Is this any way to treat your savior?" He scowled as he released her.
"Where am I? Who ARE you?" He kept on asking questions until she interrupted.
"You are on Frieza's ship. I was ordered to collect you and your son, for he said he was going to blow up your planet, and that you and your son would make good soldiers. I am sorry to say that your mate and your daughter were killed, along with everyone else on your planet. They left you in that cell, and took your son to some different part of the ship. My name is Pan, and I am one of Frieza's top soldiers. I felt sorry for you and your son so I have decided to help you escape to my home planet, called Earth." Vegeta's eyes were watering, and he didn't try to wipe away the tears that rolled down his face. Bulma. Bra. The love of his life, and his little princess, Dead. His father, his kingdom, his people, his planet. Dead. Pan went up to him and tried to touch his shoulder, but he recoiled. Once he got he pulled himself together, he choked out, "I need to find Trunks and get him out of here. Lead me to him. Pl-he shuddered at the word. Please." Pan shook her head." I am sorry Vegeta, but you cannot go wandering around the ship right now. It is crawling with Frieza's men. We must wait until nightfall. You will stay in here with me, and you are NOT-(Vegeta scoffed at this)-to leave this room without my consent. Are we clear"
Vegeta smirked. "Crystal." Pan sighed. "Good. Now, we need to discuss our plan for getting Trunks out..."
