Disclaimer: The one downfall about writting fanfics, is typing about how I don't own DBZ, over and over, and OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *growls*
Authors Note : I'm inspired by my all time favorite japanese song by Megumi Hayashibara, Tamashii no Rufuran, which means Soul Refrain. The lyrics are beautiful aswell as the song. This fic IS NOT a song fic, the song was my inspiration.
Sure I've done B/V fics in space, but I feel my writting style has matured in a year, and so I have great confidence in my story. Hopefully you people will enjoy it. The same 'Damsel in distress, saiya-jin to the rescue' scenario, but with my flavor. :)
On with the fanfictiony goodness.
Chapter 1
Precautions
Freeza sat atop his chair in his throne room. Zarbon and Dedoria at each side of him, and his many soilders, really slaves, kneeling before him at his feet, he couldn't help by flash a smirk to run anyone's blood as cold as his.
Freeza glanced down at one of his elites, who was scowling deeply, which wasn't anything new.
*He's still strong. You'd think that with all that I've done to him he'd crack? It's that Saiya-jin pride! What dribble* Freeza thought amusedly.
Yes, Freeza was torturing the Prince for sport, next to killing soilders on the whim, torturing his favorite monkey and his companions was his favorite hobby. And yet, the torture ran from verbally, physically, and one day sexually. Freeza licked his lips knowing of how much power he really had over the chibi ouji.
Freeza cleared his throat and stood up and looked down at his slaves once more. His cough for attention rang against the walls of the palace on the planet of Cold.
"It appears that, I'm growing tired with you all. I crave fresh meat, better strength and power, and most of you pathetic weaklings are keeping me from the power I deserve, that is why I've come to a decision. At first I wanted to kill you, one by one, but unfourtunatly I disposed of a soilder, who actually had potential to be a elite."
Freeza stopped and glanced at everyone if he still had their attention.
"So saying that a new director will be joining us. The director will record your power levels and update our curent equipment. When the director arrives, they will be treated just as you treat me. They will tell me who's a waste, and I'll elliminate and recruit new soilders. Dismissed"
The floods of soilders left the throne room, Vegeta was the last to leave.
"Oh and Vegeta, when I said to treat the director as you would treat me, you wouldn't pick fights with the director? Or would you?" Freeza asked sweetly.
Vegeta growled.
"No, my lord"
"I'm glad you said that, carry on"
Vegeta clenched his fists and headed for the training grounds. Up ahead he could here pansy soilders already gossiping of their new advisor.
"Yeah, the rumor is that the 'director's' a woman! Why do you think Master Freeza never said a 'he', or a 'she', he wants us to be tortured!" One soilder said.
"No wonder he kept saying director. Hopefully the broad's ugly as our lord!" The other soilder replied.
"Morgot! Stemy!"
"Y-Yes Lord Zarbon?"
"Now I didn't hear you insulting our Lord Freeza did I?" Zarbon asked innocently.
"Well..uh..you know we didn't mean it, right. Freeza's the best!" one soilder said cautiously.
"Good"
Zarbon left the quivering soilders and noticed Vegeta rght behind them. Zarbon walked over to the glum form of Vegeta.
"They get more pathetic by the day. You seem to be the only soilder that's decent here" Zarbon complemented.
"Hn"
"I actually came to tell you, that Master Freeza has assigned you two new missions"
Vegeta stopped in his tracks.
"Missions like what?"
"One mission is to excort the director to and from the Science lab during her stay, which may be permanent, aswell as to get some information on her"
"So it is a woman? Why employ a woman of all things and you don't even know anything about her?" vegeta asked.
"Listen Vegeta, Lord freeza decided all this. He said that the director is with holding information that would better Freeza, but he doesn't want to kill her for her stubbornness, just yet. He's actually thinking that you could get the secret from her, if you do it, there will be a little somthing for you as a reward"
"Nothing could make this dink hole any more pleasing"
"On the contrary, Lord Freeza's thinking of releasing you. You won't be part of the army, you can go anywhere you please, with a ship, weapons, food suply and even a complementary concubine to start your empire all over again. Prince Vegeta?"
*It sounds pleasing, but there's something wrong here* Vegeta thought.
"I'll think about it"
"You can't think. You have to, or else Lord Freeza will eliminate you" Zarbon said.
Zarbon stepped away and turned a corner leaving the price to his thoughts.
*Perhaps this is for real, but I can't think about that now. I have to convince the woman when she arrives to lie about my power level. If Freeza knew just how strong I was, he'd take care of me when he had the chance* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta stepped up to the door of the training facility. He looked to the left and saw Dedoria smirking at him.
*I suppose he knows* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta levitated up in the air and looked around for opponents to beat. He needed to vent his anger physically on some poor weak soilder.
So how was it so far? What's 'the woman', keeping from Freeza? Is the reward for the info for real? Find out how Bulma and Vegeta are in the next chap! :)
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
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Authors Note : I'm inspired by my all time favorite japanese song by Megumi Hayashibara, Tamashii no Rufuran, which means Soul Refrain. The lyrics are beautiful aswell as the song. This fic IS NOT a song fic, the song was my inspiration.
Sure I've done B/V fics in space, but I feel my writting style has matured in a year, and so I have great confidence in my story. Hopefully you people will enjoy it. The same 'Damsel in distress, saiya-jin to the rescue' scenario, but with my flavor. :)
On with the fanfictiony goodness.
Chapter 1
Precautions
Freeza sat atop his chair in his throne room. Zarbon and Dedoria at each side of him, and his many soilders, really slaves, kneeling before him at his feet, he couldn't help by flash a smirk to run anyone's blood as cold as his.
Freeza glanced down at one of his elites, who was scowling deeply, which wasn't anything new.
*He's still strong. You'd think that with all that I've done to him he'd crack? It's that Saiya-jin pride! What dribble* Freeza thought amusedly.
Yes, Freeza was torturing the Prince for sport, next to killing soilders on the whim, torturing his favorite monkey and his companions was his favorite hobby. And yet, the torture ran from verbally, physically, and one day sexually. Freeza licked his lips knowing of how much power he really had over the chibi ouji.
Freeza cleared his throat and stood up and looked down at his slaves once more. His cough for attention rang against the walls of the palace on the planet of Cold.
"It appears that, I'm growing tired with you all. I crave fresh meat, better strength and power, and most of you pathetic weaklings are keeping me from the power I deserve, that is why I've come to a decision. At first I wanted to kill you, one by one, but unfourtunatly I disposed of a soilder, who actually had potential to be a elite."
Freeza stopped and glanced at everyone if he still had their attention.
"So saying that a new director will be joining us. The director will record your power levels and update our curent equipment. When the director arrives, they will be treated just as you treat me. They will tell me who's a waste, and I'll elliminate and recruit new soilders. Dismissed"
The floods of soilders left the throne room, Vegeta was the last to leave.
"Oh and Vegeta, when I said to treat the director as you would treat me, you wouldn't pick fights with the director? Or would you?" Freeza asked sweetly.
Vegeta growled.
"No, my lord"
"I'm glad you said that, carry on"
Vegeta clenched his fists and headed for the training grounds. Up ahead he could here pansy soilders already gossiping of their new advisor.
"Yeah, the rumor is that the 'director's' a woman! Why do you think Master Freeza never said a 'he', or a 'she', he wants us to be tortured!" One soilder said.
"No wonder he kept saying director. Hopefully the broad's ugly as our lord!" The other soilder replied.
"Morgot! Stemy!"
"Y-Yes Lord Zarbon?"
"Now I didn't hear you insulting our Lord Freeza did I?" Zarbon asked innocently.
"Well..uh..you know we didn't mean it, right. Freeza's the best!" one soilder said cautiously.
"Good"
Zarbon left the quivering soilders and noticed Vegeta rght behind them. Zarbon walked over to the glum form of Vegeta.
"They get more pathetic by the day. You seem to be the only soilder that's decent here" Zarbon complemented.
"Hn"
"I actually came to tell you, that Master Freeza has assigned you two new missions"
Vegeta stopped in his tracks.
"Missions like what?"
"One mission is to excort the director to and from the Science lab during her stay, which may be permanent, aswell as to get some information on her"
"So it is a woman? Why employ a woman of all things and you don't even know anything about her?" vegeta asked.
"Listen Vegeta, Lord freeza decided all this. He said that the director is with holding information that would better Freeza, but he doesn't want to kill her for her stubbornness, just yet. He's actually thinking that you could get the secret from her, if you do it, there will be a little somthing for you as a reward"
"Nothing could make this dink hole any more pleasing"
"On the contrary, Lord Freeza's thinking of releasing you. You won't be part of the army, you can go anywhere you please, with a ship, weapons, food suply and even a complementary concubine to start your empire all over again. Prince Vegeta?"
*It sounds pleasing, but there's something wrong here* Vegeta thought.
"I'll think about it"
"You can't think. You have to, or else Lord Freeza will eliminate you" Zarbon said.
Zarbon stepped away and turned a corner leaving the price to his thoughts.
*Perhaps this is for real, but I can't think about that now. I have to convince the woman when she arrives to lie about my power level. If Freeza knew just how strong I was, he'd take care of me when he had the chance* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta stepped up to the door of the training facility. He looked to the left and saw Dedoria smirking at him.
*I suppose he knows* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta levitated up in the air and looked around for opponents to beat. He needed to vent his anger physically on some poor weak soilder.
So how was it so far? What's 'the woman', keeping from Freeza? Is the reward for the info for real? Find out how Bulma and Vegeta are in the next chap! :)
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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