***The time had passed quickly, only a couple days were left in Vegeta's 'vacation' which he was certain would be cut short. Relations between Zharbon and the saiyajin's had improved, at least in a more private setting. Zharbon had been seen by Freeza at least three more times in the month, each time he was beaten worse and Vegeta was certain at least one had been a raping, but held his tongue to save Zharbon's pride. After the attacks, Vegeta was always there to clean him up before Zharbon was to be seen and though there was no friendship growing, a mutual respect had formed.***
"Vegeta!" A buzz from the intercom system hanging from the wall broke the Prince's concentration, he looked up from his one handed pushups. _Fuck! Now I've lost count._ He stood and pushed the button on the com.
"What do you want?"
"Lord Freeza demands to see you in his quarters." Vegeta's eyes opened wide, then narrowed. He grunted into the com before turning on the privacy. _Here it comes, at least I'm prepared._ Wiping himself down with a towel he tossed it onto the bed before leaving.
The troops moved out of his way and whispered amongst themselves, it seemed that word h gotten around already. Vegeta glared at them from the corner of his eye and growled; a body stepped into his path and blocked his way. It was Radditz followed by Nappa and Zharbon. "So you've heard as well have you? What do you want?"
Radditz looked at the floor, then to Vegeta, "We've been ordered to Freeza's chambers as well."
Vegeta recoiled in shock, his mouth agape. Zharbon nodded in agreement, his hair had grown several inches after the initial sheering. Lately he had taken to wearing it in his face to hide bruises and scars. "It seems you are going to be made an example." A look of disgust stuck to the Ouji's face as he pushed through them, the others following in suit. The lift was jammed with the three large bodies and for once Vegeta wasn't angry about his smaller stature. The floor to Freeza's quarters was empty, everyone had left for fear of being caught in his vengeful mood. When Vegeta pressed the button for entrance the door automatically swung open with Freeza sitting in the far end of the room, back to them.
"Lord Freeza, Vegeta is here for you're disposal. As well as Nappa, Radditz and myself just as you've requested." Freeza swiveled and looked the four up and down. Vegeta felt Zharbon shrink away slightly and was disgusted at his weakness.
"Vegeta, how nice of you to come so quickly." Freeza smiled with eyes narrowed. "You three can wait in the hall until I need you." Radditz looked to Vegeta for confirmation, when he finally gave a quick nod the others had already reached the doorway and were waiting for him. Radditz clamped a hand on the Prince's shoulder before leaving them alone.
"Step in here further, Vegeta." Vegeta obliged. "Tell me, don't you enjoy your life here?"
Vegeta sneered, "Fuck no." Freeza was taken aback by the bluntness of his reply. Now angry he snapped back,
"And why not? I could have had you killed but instead kept you here alive, clothed you, fed you, I even let you command a small squadron of your own men!"
"And yet I am caged here like an animal!" Vegeta could feel his fury building. "We, my men and myself, are kept in the dregs to be shit upon by you and the rest of this blasted crew!"
Freeza cut him off, "You ARE an animal! You are all god damned monkeys! You are the shit of this crew, and if you weren't so pretty I'd have beaten you to death by now! You should feel privaledged to be kept alive with the greatest warriors of the universe...I am unstoppable, Vegeta."
"PRIVALEDGED?!" Vegeta spat onto the floor. "Is it a privaledge to be outranked and beaten by this ship full of degenerates?! I am the Prince of all Saiyajin's dammit!"
Freeza smiled on him cooly, "You are the Prince of a dead race." Vegeta stopped himself from sputtering and glared at Freeza, his small frame shaking with rage. "What's the matter monkey? Did I strike a nerve?" Freeza began to laugh, Vegeta could feel his heart pound on his ribcage like a pissed off wild cat wanting to break free. With a startelingly loud shout he flew into a fire of fists and feet as he launched himself at Freeza.
***
Raddtiz paced a small path on the floor outside of Freeza's quarters. It had been only a few minutes but felt an eternity since he had left the Ouji alone with Freeza. Zharbon was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Radditz watched his cool demeanor for a moment, _I suppose he's used to this game._ Nappa was squating on the floor taking up a massive amount of space. Radditz was just about to sit down himself when a muffled shout errupted from behind the closed door. Startled he leapt to open it but was too late as he saw the light of the lock switch from green to red. "Dammit!" Nappa leapt from the floor, pounding on the door and punched at the keypad for admittance.
"Nappa..."
Pummeling the door harder small scuffs were made and light dents started to appear at the repeated impact points.
"Nappa!" Turning with fire in his eyes, Nappa looked at Zharbon.
"WHAT?!"
Zharbon narrowed his eyes and flipped his hair from his face. "You can't get in...but don't worry."
"What do you mean 'don't worry'?! Vegeta is locked in there being beaten!" Nappa jabbed an elbow into the door creating a larger dent giving himself a renewed hope.
"Nappa, he won't kill him."
"I know that, but he isn't some punching bag whore like you!" Spit flew from Nappa's lips. Zharbon sucked in breath and set his jaw, his eyes glittering with anger.
"I am no whore."
Radditz sensed the oncoming fight as the two men stood inches apart glaring venom at one another. Standing he put one large meaty hand on each man's shoulder and pushed them apart. "This is not the time." Radditz looked up at the bald mammoth.
"Radditz! Help me with this door!" Nappa spun, kicking at the metal.
"Nappa, it won't help. In fact we could make things worse by going in there. For one we could be breaking Vegeta's concentration by beating on that door. Or if we did break in we would only be in the way and become a weakness to the Prince." Nappa refrained taking his outrage on the door and looked at Radditz for a moment.
"You think you're so wise, eh, Radditz?" Nappa grunted and sat back on the floor with a thump.
***
Vegeta lay on the floor, a small pool of blood had formed under him. He groaned and picked himself to his knees only to be kicked in the ribs, feeling one of the remaining whole to be splintered. He coughed up a wad of bloody phlegm and spat it on Freeza's face as he bent to laugh at Vegeta. The whole event took only a few minutes but the pain felt like Freeza had been beating him for hours. Thinking about it, Vegeta began to laugh. It started as a low gurgle but as it escilated became a deep wet round of guffaws. Freeza looked at him as if he'd gone mad before walking to the control panel and unlocking the door.
"Well, Vegeta, I'm glad we had this talk." Freeza smirked and turned to sit back in his chair before the men in the hall came in, smacking Vegeta in the chest with his tail as he went.
Vegeta climbed onto his knees and rose on shaking legs before collapsing onto them again. The door behind him clicked and whisked open, Radditz and Nappa almost jamming themselves in the doorframe on the way in. Radditz picked up the Prince with one arm and lay him on his shoulder in a fireman's carry. Vegeta grunted and had a spasm of coughs.
"You can leave now." Freeza said with a satisfied toothy smile. "Ahh, Zharbon, not you." Zharbon's shoulder's sagged as he stopped in his tracks. Radditz turned and looked at the pale blue man. Vegeta fought to be let down and Radditz set him tenderly on his feet.
"No." Vegeta's eyes narrowed as he looked at Freeza. Though Vegeta had taken the most damage he had landed a few good solid hits before Freeza could counter. A deep gash ran down the side of his face, a deep purple bruise had started forming along his collar ridge and his lip had been mashed flat.
Zharbon stared at Vegeta with a mixture of thanks and horror. Freeza stood from his chair and walked to the bloodied Vegeta.
"And what will you do if I make him stay? Kill me?" Freeza grinned, his split lip leaking.
"Yes. One day I will..." Vegeta's voice was quiet and soft. The grin slipped from Freeza's face.
"Fine...take him with you." Vegeta looked at Zharbon with his usual scowl. Radditz helped the Prince limp from the room with Nappa and Zharbon in tow.
"Vegeta!" A buzz from the intercom system hanging from the wall broke the Prince's concentration, he looked up from his one handed pushups. _Fuck! Now I've lost count._ He stood and pushed the button on the com.
"What do you want?"
"Lord Freeza demands to see you in his quarters." Vegeta's eyes opened wide, then narrowed. He grunted into the com before turning on the privacy. _Here it comes, at least I'm prepared._ Wiping himself down with a towel he tossed it onto the bed before leaving.
The troops moved out of his way and whispered amongst themselves, it seemed that word h gotten around already. Vegeta glared at them from the corner of his eye and growled; a body stepped into his path and blocked his way. It was Radditz followed by Nappa and Zharbon. "So you've heard as well have you? What do you want?"
Radditz looked at the floor, then to Vegeta, "We've been ordered to Freeza's chambers as well."
Vegeta recoiled in shock, his mouth agape. Zharbon nodded in agreement, his hair had grown several inches after the initial sheering. Lately he had taken to wearing it in his face to hide bruises and scars. "It seems you are going to be made an example." A look of disgust stuck to the Ouji's face as he pushed through them, the others following in suit. The lift was jammed with the three large bodies and for once Vegeta wasn't angry about his smaller stature. The floor to Freeza's quarters was empty, everyone had left for fear of being caught in his vengeful mood. When Vegeta pressed the button for entrance the door automatically swung open with Freeza sitting in the far end of the room, back to them.
"Lord Freeza, Vegeta is here for you're disposal. As well as Nappa, Radditz and myself just as you've requested." Freeza swiveled and looked the four up and down. Vegeta felt Zharbon shrink away slightly and was disgusted at his weakness.
"Vegeta, how nice of you to come so quickly." Freeza smiled with eyes narrowed. "You three can wait in the hall until I need you." Radditz looked to Vegeta for confirmation, when he finally gave a quick nod the others had already reached the doorway and were waiting for him. Radditz clamped a hand on the Prince's shoulder before leaving them alone.
"Step in here further, Vegeta." Vegeta obliged. "Tell me, don't you enjoy your life here?"
Vegeta sneered, "Fuck no." Freeza was taken aback by the bluntness of his reply. Now angry he snapped back,
"And why not? I could have had you killed but instead kept you here alive, clothed you, fed you, I even let you command a small squadron of your own men!"
"And yet I am caged here like an animal!" Vegeta could feel his fury building. "We, my men and myself, are kept in the dregs to be shit upon by you and the rest of this blasted crew!"
Freeza cut him off, "You ARE an animal! You are all god damned monkeys! You are the shit of this crew, and if you weren't so pretty I'd have beaten you to death by now! You should feel privaledged to be kept alive with the greatest warriors of the universe...I am unstoppable, Vegeta."
"PRIVALEDGED?!" Vegeta spat onto the floor. "Is it a privaledge to be outranked and beaten by this ship full of degenerates?! I am the Prince of all Saiyajin's dammit!"
Freeza smiled on him cooly, "You are the Prince of a dead race." Vegeta stopped himself from sputtering and glared at Freeza, his small frame shaking with rage. "What's the matter monkey? Did I strike a nerve?" Freeza began to laugh, Vegeta could feel his heart pound on his ribcage like a pissed off wild cat wanting to break free. With a startelingly loud shout he flew into a fire of fists and feet as he launched himself at Freeza.
***
Raddtiz paced a small path on the floor outside of Freeza's quarters. It had been only a few minutes but felt an eternity since he had left the Ouji alone with Freeza. Zharbon was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Radditz watched his cool demeanor for a moment, _I suppose he's used to this game._ Nappa was squating on the floor taking up a massive amount of space. Radditz was just about to sit down himself when a muffled shout errupted from behind the closed door. Startled he leapt to open it but was too late as he saw the light of the lock switch from green to red. "Dammit!" Nappa leapt from the floor, pounding on the door and punched at the keypad for admittance.
"Nappa..."
Pummeling the door harder small scuffs were made and light dents started to appear at the repeated impact points.
"Nappa!" Turning with fire in his eyes, Nappa looked at Zharbon.
"WHAT?!"
Zharbon narrowed his eyes and flipped his hair from his face. "You can't get in...but don't worry."
"What do you mean 'don't worry'?! Vegeta is locked in there being beaten!" Nappa jabbed an elbow into the door creating a larger dent giving himself a renewed hope.
"Nappa, he won't kill him."
"I know that, but he isn't some punching bag whore like you!" Spit flew from Nappa's lips. Zharbon sucked in breath and set his jaw, his eyes glittering with anger.
"I am no whore."
Radditz sensed the oncoming fight as the two men stood inches apart glaring venom at one another. Standing he put one large meaty hand on each man's shoulder and pushed them apart. "This is not the time." Radditz looked up at the bald mammoth.
"Radditz! Help me with this door!" Nappa spun, kicking at the metal.
"Nappa, it won't help. In fact we could make things worse by going in there. For one we could be breaking Vegeta's concentration by beating on that door. Or if we did break in we would only be in the way and become a weakness to the Prince." Nappa refrained taking his outrage on the door and looked at Radditz for a moment.
"You think you're so wise, eh, Radditz?" Nappa grunted and sat back on the floor with a thump.
***
Vegeta lay on the floor, a small pool of blood had formed under him. He groaned and picked himself to his knees only to be kicked in the ribs, feeling one of the remaining whole to be splintered. He coughed up a wad of bloody phlegm and spat it on Freeza's face as he bent to laugh at Vegeta. The whole event took only a few minutes but the pain felt like Freeza had been beating him for hours. Thinking about it, Vegeta began to laugh. It started as a low gurgle but as it escilated became a deep wet round of guffaws. Freeza looked at him as if he'd gone mad before walking to the control panel and unlocking the door.
"Well, Vegeta, I'm glad we had this talk." Freeza smirked and turned to sit back in his chair before the men in the hall came in, smacking Vegeta in the chest with his tail as he went.
Vegeta climbed onto his knees and rose on shaking legs before collapsing onto them again. The door behind him clicked and whisked open, Radditz and Nappa almost jamming themselves in the doorframe on the way in. Radditz picked up the Prince with one arm and lay him on his shoulder in a fireman's carry. Vegeta grunted and had a spasm of coughs.
"You can leave now." Freeza said with a satisfied toothy smile. "Ahh, Zharbon, not you." Zharbon's shoulder's sagged as he stopped in his tracks. Radditz turned and looked at the pale blue man. Vegeta fought to be let down and Radditz set him tenderly on his feet.
"No." Vegeta's eyes narrowed as he looked at Freeza. Though Vegeta had taken the most damage he had landed a few good solid hits before Freeza could counter. A deep gash ran down the side of his face, a deep purple bruise had started forming along his collar ridge and his lip had been mashed flat.
Zharbon stared at Vegeta with a mixture of thanks and horror. Freeza stood from his chair and walked to the bloodied Vegeta.
"And what will you do if I make him stay? Kill me?" Freeza grinned, his split lip leaking.
"Yes. One day I will..." Vegeta's voice was quiet and soft. The grin slipped from Freeza's face.
"Fine...take him with you." Vegeta looked at Zharbon with his usual scowl. Radditz helped the Prince limp from the room with Nappa and Zharbon in tow.