Author's Note: Alright, how it happened. Vegeta's older sister becoming an android! Told in her point of view. WARNING: a scene in here is a little too graphic and children shouldn't read if they don't want "horrific, terrible nightmares coming in their sleep"! So, just a warning. Thanks to those who reviewed! Alrighty then, on with the story!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own DBZ, nor will I ever unless I marry Akira Toriyama... Hmmmm... IDEA!

Chapter Six: Reliving

I was twenty eight when Lord Frieza had me dying under his feet. His growls sent waves of fear and rage through my body. I gasped for air, begged for it. The blood was coming up through my mouth and into my throat and I tried swallowing it, only to have to pushed back out by the force of his foot on my chest or rather, the hole he created. My fingers touched the large hole where his foot fell inside. I felt my heart beating; the organ trying with all it's might to keep the blood flowing and not having to give up. Giving up would mean death and that was not how my body wanted to die. My body didn't want to die with Frieza inside of me. It didn't want to die looking helpless on the floor. It didn't want to die with long pink hair soaked in blood and armor looking ragged. It wanted to look regal when it went but, wishing the something for the children.

I screamed as his foot twisted a little inside of me, his three toes wiggling in the hot blood. His arms were on his hips and he smiled as he looked down upon me.

"L-Lord Frieza," I whispered, choking on the blood and watching it fly into the air and onto my face.

"Yes, my little monkey?" He smiled, his voice saturated with hatred but, his look was paralyzing.

I lay there with my hands grabbing onto the flesh of the hole and screamed. I cried out of pain and knowing that I was going to die like this. A royal Saiyan, the princess of King Vegeta dying like a fucking bug under a kids shoe!

"I'm waiting, monkey. Just beg for your life and you can have it." He said, he leaned in closer to my body and added weight into the hole. Blood gurgled and swam up his leg, warming his cold feet.

"P-Puh..." I whispered, feeling a strange feeling twist inside my chest. God damn it! Why did it have to be so hard begging for my life? I screamed again, and this time, the word 'please' filled the room. His servants, Zarbon and Dodoria, were standing at Frieza's sides; their arms crossed over their chests as this helpless woman squirmed beneath their Lord's feet.

"Good, good," Frieza chuckled, he kept his foot inside of me, tapping his toes as he pondered. "Now, I don't think you really mean it. I think you are just saying that because you know that if I pull my now crimson foot out, you'll die." He chuckled and held a hand in front of his smile. "And, I don't want the last Saiyan female dying on me. I have a few games I'd like to play before you fnally 'kick the bucket'." He said, his laughter growing and now filling the room.

"Zarbon,"

"Yes, My Lord?"

"Which mad man did we have stashed away for creating a robotic being?"

"Captain Joy, sir."

"Ah, yes, that man brought much 'joy' to me on many occasions." Frieza looked down at me, his face now twisted with thoughts. "Take this trash to him. I wanna see what he can do with her. Tell him," he paused, his foot still inside of me and his white pasty finger tapping his chin. "tell him to make me an Android."

"Yes, My Lord." Zarbon said as he and his large pink friend bent down to my level. Frieza was now pulling his foot out and they were pressing their fists into the large hole. My screams were deafening and I hoped to break one of their ear drums while they were picking me up.

"This bitch is fucking heavy." Dodoria said as he walked backwards through the doors and down a series of hallways. They kept twitching their fingers inside of me, their nails scratching the bones. I could feel the hard nails and it bolted my body up and down in pain.

"Quit moving or we'll pull out." Zarbon said. He stopped walking and looked at Dodoria. "Pull out?"

"We could never do that unless we were inside of you." Dodoria said. His fat head looked around and he smirked when he looked at a door. The two men deviated from their course and pulled me into a room that was covered in all white. It was blinding to look at and I turned my head and closed my eyes as hard as I could. Zarbon yanked his hand out of the hole and looked at the blood. He smelled it, pulling it close to his lips and letting his tongue trail over the glistening red liquid. He walked back over to the door, engaging the lock and looking back at me.

He smiled so sweetly and he began to take off the cape that hung on his armor. His white and gold armor now tossed away leaving only his blue shorts and his stockings.

"Dodoria, care to join me?" Zarbon asked as he dropped to his knees and hovered over my dying body.

"Fuck you, Zarbon! I rather die than to get fucked by you!" I shouted, spitting blood into his perfect teal face.

His hand wiped the blood away and his golden eyes grew angry as he stared down at me. "No, I want you to live and remember me inside of you, ripping you apart." He looked at my neck and stared at the crusty blood. He licked his lips and made his move. His teeth sank into my skin and I held onto every inch of dignity I had left not to scream and give him the pleasure of knowing he was hurting me.

Dodoria had pulled his hand out of the whole and I whimpered when their hands switched places. Zarbon was now biting down my body, licking the blood that was going down my armor. His free hand ripped the spandex leggings off in a swift motion, leaving nothing to the imagination. I could feel his breath coming back up my body as he places himself on top of my squirming body.

"Get off! Fuck all of you! I hope you fucking die!" I screamed, my lungs trying to pull in more oxygen but, the blood came in with every deep breath I inhaled. I began to cry and feel the pain in my abdomen grow at an extreme rate. His thrusts were piercing, and it took all of my strength to keep my face away and my teeth grinding against each other trying to hold back the blood curdling screams.

My head became light headed and I opened my eyes to find Zarbon smirking down at me, his long green braid falling over his bare shoulder the moved back and forth in time with his body. I shook my head and finally screamed, my ki exploding around the three of us of the cold white floor. Zarbon's eyes narrowed and I could feel him pulling himself out. A stinging sensation came over my face, breaking my cheek bone. I turned my head and saw that Dodoria now hovered his face above mine, his hand now moving over to my throat.

His grip was frightening and I thought I was going to die right then and there. My breath was shortening, I was seeing stars and I felt my body becoming numb as I looked up at Zarbon's face as it adorned sweat from his thrusts. I ignored the pain and closed my eyes, feeling the weightlessness of death closing in on me.

"She's dying, we need to get her to Joy." Dodoria said, looking at his partner in crime.

Zarbon stared down at me, his eyes focusing on the blood and the bruises taking over my face. His free hand touched my face, moving the blood-crusted hair from out in front of my eyes and touched the broken cheek. His lips pulled into a smile, a smile I had only seen when he had seen something funny or I had said something to make another soldier feel like shit. This man above me had been a comrade, a friend in battle and had risen through Frieza's ranks only because he adorded the damn monster. I never did and I feel into the role of a regular beating.

His face pulled down to mine, his smile still there and his eyes looking down to my lips then back up into my pink eyes. "I have never met anyone more beautiful in my life other than myself. You broke the mold for women everywhere. You're strong, you're powerful and I'm sorry you'll have to die this way." He whispered to my lips. Dodoria had walked away by now, his large pink body now craving the pleasure Zarbon was getting. He hadn't heard Zarbon tell me these things because he was preoccupying himself in his own pleasure. His moans were disturbing to both Zarbon and I and I gave a faint smile.

"I-If things had turned out differently," I began. I looked into his gold eyes. He had always been a longtime love for me even though we never expressed to each other what we wanted. But, as I lay there, knowing I was dying, I realized why he did this. I knew why he was on top of me, thrusting himself into the warm depths of a woman he saw as his friend: I was dying and it wouldn't have happened if I were to live past this. I pressed my lips to his, feeling the cold skin and warm breath mixing together was an incredible feeling. My head fell back, dropping to the floor and creating a tiny impact of spiderweb cracks. "I-If they turned out different, I would love you, Zarbon. Every battle we shared together, every purge, I'll never forget them. I'll never forget the killing. You've been a great friend," I coughed and blood splashed into both of our faces. I looked away from his gold eyes and stared at the white wall a few feet away from me. "Let me die here, Zarbon. I don't want to live if it means serving under him. I-I can't, Zarbon, please." I felt the warm tears fall down my face.

Zarbon looked at my face and his eyes darted from my eyes to my blood falling out of my mouth and the gaping hole his hand was in. "You'll live." Zarbon said as he pulled his fist back and bringing it down into my face.


I awoke to nothing but blackness. Then, blurred vision. I then saw the slew of small plastic tubes connecting to my body. My eyes blinked for what seemed like an eternity. That bastard raped me and let me live. My head tried turning to the left but, it was strapped down with a long leather strap crossing my forehead. I tried looking down and moving my body but, my fingernails could only scrape the metal. My wrists, thighs and ankles were tied down like my forehead and I released a ki-infused scream, trying to destroy anything in my path with the energy I created but, nothing moved. Nothing even remotely looked affected and I began to feel the breathing quicken in these hard things called lungs. I heard a door open and laughing echoed in the room.

I tried looking around but, only heard laughter and footsteps becoming louder.

"Well,well, look who is awake." A deep voice called out and I looked around.

"Who the fuck are you? Let me go!" I shouted, trying to arch my back and break free.

"Now, now, we don't want to harm any of the new equipment, do we?" His voice traveled the room, and then ended in my ear. "You're very expensive." His face appeared out of nowhere and I screamed. He terrified me, his scared face, robotic eye and deformed mouth looked down at me. His gummy blue face looked into my eyes, his green hair slicked back and showed off his flat ears. His fingers touched my face and I barred my teeth. I tried biting that disgusting finger but was held back.

"Everything seems to be working, My Lord. All the vitals are extremely well, and her power level seems to have increased ten fold." He said as he touched my chest and pressed down. I felt no pain but a wave of cold sweep through my body.

"Will she become a problem?" His shrill voice asked. I could hear his feet march across the room and watched as he appeared behind the doctor. He didn't say a word and a moment of fear crossed his face. "Well?"

"Her power level has surpassed your own. Her Saiyan blood prevails over the mechanics. It's blending in with the metal, and the endless supply of energy inside of her is growing rapidly. She'll surpass your power by almost double in a matter of hours." He said quickly, a nervous look coming over his face as he looked at my body, touching certain places and then looking at one of the machines then back at my body.

Frieza held his arm above my torso but aimed his finger at the doctor. A small ki ball formed at it's tip and sent it through the doctor's head. He gasped as the beam passed through his skull. Blood splattered against a machine and I watched as the doctor disappear from my sight but, the sound of his body landing on the ground made what happen seem obvious. Frieza's hand lowered to my forehead and he held his white pasty finger there.

"No one will live to be powerful than me. I am the strongest being in the universe and no weak fucking monkey will outrank me."

And then, the darkness came and the pain flashed only for a second before I let my last breath out.