Its been awhile, guys! I'm so sorry. Between being at the skinny clinic and family emergancies...it has just been a rough while but I hope you guys haven't lost hope on me and are still with me.

This chapter is just a bit of filler until Gohan's first mission which I hope to post this week. I have the next 4 chapters already written and I'm pretty happy with it.

But I still need your motivation please!

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The dining room of the ship was much smaller than the dining hall Gohan had walked passed on Vegeta's ship. The dining hall and ballroom on Vegeta's ship was twice almost triple the size of his home on Earth. The dining room here was warm and cozy with a simple dining set and China cabinets filled with glass and dishware like you would see in your average home on Earth, lined one wall. Light purple skinned slaves bustled around in the room, settling the long wooden table and putting large platters of food out in the center. Gohan's stomach growled when he saw it.

Decim and Tobias loped into the room teasing some of the female servants making them squeal or shrike. Or stealing food from the plates as they passed. Huro walked around the room slowly examining each of the purple slave's duties, making sure it was done correctly. If even a fork was slightly askew Huro would call the slave that placed it over and explain what they did wrong so they could fix it. He was making sure everything was perfect for when Comptos arrived. Gohan stood in the corner, uncomfortable around any of this.

The slaves on this ship looked much happier than the ones on Vegeta's ship. They look better fed and instead of rags they wore black and white uniforms. The younger females wore short black shirts, white button up blouses and aprons. The men black trousers, white shirts and black vests. Most the slaves here were young, expect for one older woman who wore a long dark dress with a red shawl draped over her shoulders. The woman floated behind Huro as he checked the work. After he scolded the slave, she would speak kindly to them, like a mother teaching her child. She must have been the healer's wife since on her finger there was a large diamond ring and she looked to be about the same age as him. Gohan was surprised that she was still allowed to wear it. All the slaves on Vegeta's ship had been stripped away of whatever they held previous to them. But being the oldest and probably the leader of the servants, Comptos must let the healer and his wife have more privileges.

"Attention!" Tobias suddenly yelled and the room went silent. Everyone dropped what they were doing and snapped to a position of attention, their hands behind their backs. The teen looked around confused, his arms still crossed over his chest.

Large Comptos walked into the room then, eyeing everyone as he did. He was freshly showered and energized since their training. His uniform was new and crisp leaving him as handsome as ever. Several servant girls purple skin turned an odd red color just seeing him. He spotted Gohan in the corner and glared at him. "When your superior enters a room you stand at the position of attention unless told otherwise. Do you understand, brat?" He growled.

Despite his better judgement in the back of his mind begging him to say 'yes, sir' Gohan didn't. He glared back at the man. "Whatever."

Suddenly a hand came out of nowhere slapping him upside the head causing him to stumble forward a step. The blow was so hard his brain rattled, like bowling pins rocking back and forth before they finally fall over. "Do not disrespect your leader like that!" Huro shouted.

Under his breath Gohan growled then stood straight, putting his hands behind his back. "Yes, sir."

Comptos chuckled once. "Good. At ease."

Everyone relaxed and continued what they were doing. Comptos moved to the head of the rectangular table sitting down heavily. Huro and Decim moved to either side of him. Tobias sat beside Decim. Grudgingly Gohan took a seat next to Huro. It had only been a few hours and out of all of them he hated Huro and Comptos the most. Comptos because he was just a plain jerk. Huro thought he controlled the others. Tobias was a liar. And he thought Decim was just a mindless bully.

The older women shuffled to Comptos side once he was seated. "Wine, sir?" Her voice was tender and caring like a mothers. She held a large bottle out to him so he could read the label.

He didn't bother even looking at her he just nodded and she poured the red liquid into his glass. She went around the table doing so for all the soldiers.

When she reached Gohan he shook his head. "No, thank you..."

"Drink it, kid! It's good for you!" Decim said.

Gohan shook his head. "I'm not old enough-"

"On this ship you are!" Tobias grin was bright and goofy. "I've been drinking since I was 10."

"Do what you want, kid," Comptos grumbled bored with the conversation already. "It's just heart healthy."

The old woman smiled warmly at the boy. "I'll give you a small glass to try, sir."

"Don't call me sir..." Gohan mumbled his cheeks turning a shade of pink.

Comptos slammed his fist against the table and everyone jumped. "That's her job. Quit telling her what to do and just sit there!"

The room fell silent again in shock at his sudden outburst. Gohan's heart started to beat loudly in his ears. Slowly Comptos regained his composure sitting back in his chair. Across the table Tobias began to shift anxiously. Decim shot him a glare but whatever it was Tobias couldn't hold in anymore.

"You're in a particularly bad mood today, boss."

"Prince Vegeta threw some weak punk at me 3 days before a mission. How do you think I would react?" The blond leader grumbled sourly.

"We could make him stand guard at the ship," Huro suggested.

"Hell no!" Decim said as he reached for a large slab of meat in the center of the table. "Vegeta wants the kid to be a solider! He's got to learn somehow!"

Huro looked at him. "Put that down or give it to the kid, idiot. You know the rules. Lower ranking are served first!"

Tobias snickered at Decim as he rolled his eyes tossing the meat into Gohan's plate. "That's a stupid rule."

"It's good leadership," Comptos corrected. "A good leader makes sure his men are fed first."

"Think about it, brother," Huro smiled smugly. "You get to eat before I do."

Decim darkened, sulking back in his chair. Brother? Gohan looked back and forth between the two black haired Siayans. He didn't know how he didn't see the resemblance before. They looked identical. They had to have been related, maybe even twins. Above him the woman took his plate and began to fill it with more food then she set it down in front of him. He gave her a small smile in thanks and she returned it before moving to Tobias, filling his plate as well.

"Thank you very much, Nade." Tobias winked at her flashing a seductive smile. She giggled touching his shoulder her cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Your husband better be careful or I'll steal you for myself."

That made the woman chuckle warmly. "Oh, sir, you are too much."

"Why would she want a sightseeing punk like you? Her husband was the most respected doctor on their planet I think that sounds better than you," Decim teased.

"My "sightseeing" is why all the girls want me," Tobias sighed, dreamily sipping his wine like he was some civilized king. "That and my good looks."

Decim snorted.

Huro rolled his eyes. Comptos didn't even seem like he was listening, he stared at the wine glass in his hands deep in thought.

Gohan sat there silently like he was told the duration of dinner. The team had light conversations, they talked to each other as if they were all brothers. Like this was one big happy family enjoying dinner together. Tobias and Decim were the children, making jokes or playing around. Huro corrected their bad behavior. Comptos was silent most of the meal. Only tossing in a comment here or there.

"So I'm still confused..." Decim finally said his mouth stuffed with whatever seasoned meat that was served to them. Gohan didn't recognize it but he still ate it because it was very good.

"Chew and swallow first..." Huro grumbled rubbing his temples.

Decim ignored him and looked to Gohan. "Why didn't Kakarot finish his mission on Earth and come back? I don't remember him being that strong but I know he was stronger than Radditz. He could have made it to 2nd squad."

Gohan looked down at his food. He hated being reminded that his father used to be the bad guy. The only reason he was on earth was to destroy it and leave. He would be one of Freiza's and Vegeta's goons if it weren't for his accident.

When Gohan didn't answer the goofy man, Tobias butt in. "He hit his head and forgot his entire mission." He paused and his eyes seemed far away for a moment. "Aww how cute! He made friends with them! He even married his wife at some kind of earthling martial arts torment."

Decim raised an eyebrow and looked at Gohan. "Really? Your moms a fighter too?"

Gohan felt his cheeks get hot but he refused to talk to them.

Tobias munched on a bread stick. "She's pretty tough for an Earth woman. I saw her kick some blue hair chicks butt."

Decim nodded impressed and Huro finally seemed intrigued in their conversation. "Even after he helped Vegeta destroy the Gynu Force and Frezia why didn't he join Vegeta?"

"My dad took out Frezia-" Gohan finally blurted unable to keep it in. "Vegeta was long gone by then. He was a coward after Gynu beat him and he ran back to his ship and left. My dad isn't a coward he would never leave with Vegeta."

"I wish I could have been there!" Tobias cried like a whiney toddler, tossing his fork on his plate.

"To bad we were dead," Decim sighed.

"The Gynu force is only a couple light years away," Huro grinned at Tobias. "I'm sure they would enjoy a new sparring partner."

Tobias went white and sank down in his chair. "No...I think I'm good..."

"Dead?" Gohan asked.

Decim nodded. "We've been dead for a while now. Radditz went looking for your dad to help join the army that your grandfather was creating against Freiza. When he didn't return a few months later Freiza realized what Bardock was doing. He destroyed Planet Vegeta, everything and everyone."

"Prince Vegeta traveled to Earth to find the Dragon Balls and wish us back..." Huro continued.

"But when your green friend got himself killed and the Dragon Balls were no longer on Earth...Vegeta had to go to Namek." Tobias added. "You know the rest."

"Why did Frezia find the Dragon Balls and wish the Saiyan's back if he destroyed you in the first place?"

"That's the mysterious question," Tobias muttered darkly and sat back in his chair crossing his arms. His bright, teasing mood was gone and he stared at the table in angry thought.

"He didn't wish everyone back," Huro explained. "Only the Warriors of the top 5 squads. Your dad may have been the first one to become a Super Saiyan but Comptos wasn't far behind him when he died. When Freiza realized the true power Saiyan's hold he knew he made a mistake. That's why he brought us back to make his army stronger."

"Why do you work for him? You're all cowards."

That's when finally Comptos stepped in. "So what are you going to do about it?" He asked in a dark calm voice. "You haven't done anything to try to get yourself out of here."

"That's because you and Vegeta beat me near death!" Gohan shouted childishly.

The others started to roll with laughter. Comptos just stared at Gohan shaking his head. "Did you expect us to give you a space ship and show you the door? Trust me, kid, if I wasn't under orders to keep you I would put you back in that pod and send you back to Prince Vegeta-

"Just let me go home!" Gohan jumped up. "Why am I here? Why did Vegeta come back to earth he could have just left me and my dad alone!"

The rest of the room fell silent shocked that someone would dare raise their voice to their leader. The older woman in the corner of the room gasped, a hand flying up to cover her mouth. Comptos sat back in his chair amused by Gohan's sudden outburst. "Prince Vegeta did you a favor."

"What favor?"

The old lady came up behind Gohan reaching out a tender hand. "Please, sir, sit down and relax. Finish your dinner. Dessert shall be out in a few moments."

"I don't want dessert! I want to know why I'm here! I want my dad!"

"Sit down and mind your manners!" Huro growled, his fists on the table he was on the edge of his seat.

Comptos raised a hand to keep Huro in his seat. Decim and Tobias looked between Comptos and Gohan with anxious expressions. "Earth will be gone in three months' time-"

"Vegeta calls you an 'elite team' so you'll be the ones Frezia sends! Don't do it! Refuse him!"

"Lord Freiza is not sending us to this mission. He is going to go destroy Earth himself. His plan was to find your father and the others that fought him on Namek and make them watch as he kills everyone and everything. Then he'll kill them."

Gohan went silent in shock. Beside him the slave, Nade shivered. "That evil tyrant..."

Comptos nodded at her, sympathy for her flickered in his eyes for a moment then they went hard again. "I've seen several planets destroyed like that, punk. Your dad had a choice to get out while he could. Prince Vegeta would have fought his case just like he did with you."

This time the half Saiyan didn't have a comeback. He swallowed hard and looked down at the shiny polished table. All of this seemed unreal to him. The idea of Vegeta saving his life was unreal to him. Maybe he was dead, Freiza really did kill him when he came to visit Vegeta's ship. All of this must have been a dream. Vegeta hated Goku. Even if he was desperate to have his army back there was no way Vegeta would have fought to keep Goku alive if he had come here. Slowly, defeated from this conversation Gohan plopped back down in his chair staring at the polished table.

Nade came up behind him and lay a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I'll go get dessert!" She declared cheerfully before scurrying off into the kitchen.

"No-" Comptos stopped her and she looked back at him confused. "No dessert tonight for the kid or Tobias, Nade. You and the rest of the servants can clean up here then you're done for the rest of the night. We're going to train."

"What?" Tobias cried, his jaw dropping so wide it nearly hit the table. "No dessert?"

"Do we still get dessert, boss?" Decim asked worriedly, his dark eyes wide.

Comptos pushed his chair away from the table and stood. "Yes. You and Huro finish dinner and you two can train on your own. I'm not worried about the two of you holding your own in the mission this week. I'm worried about the kids-"

"It's a 5th squad mission! I won't even break a sweat-"

"Tobias-"Huro glared at the blond Saiyan. He groaned and rolling his eyes, gripping his blond and black hair in his hands.

Decim grinned widened, he leaned over to Tobias and threw a playful arm around his smaller shoulders. "Don't worry, Tobi, I'll eat a piece of chocolate cake for you."

That just made the kid whine more. Gohan watched him and sighed under his breath. The young man was older than him but acted way younger. Gohan learned not to whine about not getting dessert when he was 4 years old. Tobias had to be at least 17 or 18 and he was just a big kid. "Why am I getting punished for the new kid's bad behavior?"

"You told me before you wanted to take on more leadership roles, Tobias, so now you are. A leader will endure the same punishments and training his soldiers do." Comptos informed him.

Tobias looked up at his leader and sighed heavily he pushed himself up from the table. Gohan stayed seated dreading whatever "training" Comptos had in store for him. He could do another round of those pushups and sit-ups again. There was no way his body could take it. But he had no choice. He had to follow them or the punishment would be worse. Slowly he stood and followed the two out of the dining room and down the hall.

"Downgrade your armor," Comptos said looking back at the two as they entered the large gravity room. "Just GIs."

Obediently the two did as they were told, laying their armor in the corner of the room. Tobias glared at Gohan as they did. Gohan swallowed hard. Silently Comptos moved to the center of the room and waited from them to join him.

Tobias swung his arms, stretching them out. "So what's the warm up, boss? Let's get started." He asked when Comptos didn't say anything for a long time. He just stared at the two younger soldiers.

Finally he looked at Tobias and crossed his arms. "Tell Gohan what you saw happening to him during the mission." He said, his tone flat and emotionless.

Tobias blinked and tried to muffle a gasp. Gohan's eyes widened and he peeked at Tobias from the corners of his eyes. Tobias shifted awkwardly. "Are you su-"

"Yes. He needs to know."

Gohan turned his head to the young man confused.

Sighing heavily Tobias ran a hand through his hair. "I…see the kid getting killed…He refuses to fight…and no one can save him in time…"

Gohan's stomach dropped and his skin went cold. Comptos nodded slowly then looked at the teen. "His visions always change. Earlier you showed me what you're capable of but Vegeta told me that's nothing compared to what you can do when you're backed in a corner. Just as you are now is more than enough to carry out this mission. If you die on planet Neta then it will be your own fault."

"I don't want to do this mission." Gohan replied coolly, trying to pretend that this didn't affect him.

"You don't have much of a choice."

"My dad-"

"Is still on Earth." Tobias interrupted him. "At this very moment he's on some island talking to some old geezer..."

Gohan's cheeks flushed.

"Kakarot isn't going to save you from this. If you do not carry out this mission then what Tobias is saying will come true. You will die on planet Neta if you do not protect yourself."

"They're just innocent people! Maybe if you just talk to them they might work out a plan!"

"That's not how Lord Frezia wants it done," Tobias mumbled darkly. "We just follow orders."

"And if I order you to kill the inhabitants you will." Comptos said sharply. "You got a choice to make, kid. You and Tobias are now teammates, you will fight side by side and protect each other. I know Tobias will do whatever it takes to save you on that mission. But you need to protect him too. You can only do that if you protect yourself and fight back."

Gohan bit his lip and shifted awkwardly. He couldn't read Comptos right now. Those icy blue eyes were filled with anger and pain but also sympathy and softness. From dinner Gohan understood that even though he was stern, Comptos took care of his soldiers. But if he cared so much for his soldiers why would he make them carry out Freiza's evil missions. Those eyes made him believe that he didn't take pleasure in these missions. Gohan couldn't become like that. He couldn't let these soldiers break him. He couldn't become a mindless puppet to Frezia like they are.

"Great," Tobias rolled his eyes. "I'm dead for sure."


please read and review! Please don't leave without some kind of comment. Nothing Negative! Always positive! Any ideas or input is welcome! Thank you!

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