Chapter 11: More To The Story

Author's Note: Yeah, so I see the problem has gotten worse not better. I officially give up on it. Please don't stop reading and reviewing because of it. I would also like to apologize for the long wait. I've been struggling with crazy writer's block, and Mew hasn't been helping with her running through the house like a mad woman mewing at any little thing that moves. Sigh, its like having children; I swear. Anyway, on to the story.

He woke with a start; his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness around him. His eyes widened in shock and apprehension then began darting around to find a source of light, but there was none. He found his footing and propelled himself off the hard floor. He remembered falling asleep in the gardens. He had no idea where he was presently, and couldn't recall anything after passing out. The darkness began to suffocate him. He normally loved the dark; thrived in it actually. The darkness was his ally; allowing him its protection and cover for the attack, or occasional retreat. But this darkness, something about it made the hair at his nape and tail stand on end. This darkness reeked of death and destruction. His self preservation instincts kicked in as he started to run. He ran on, and on, and on, but after what felt like a few miles he skidded to a stop no closer to finding a way out. It was all consuming, and he felt his body tense with anxiety as the feelings of being trapped slowly filled his muscles with adrenaline.

He was about to shoot off in another direction when a gust of wind shot past him; ruffling his hair. He turned around as a hint of light made itself known.

The light started out faint then suddenly brightened to an intensity that nearly knocked him off his feet. He shielded his eyes from the blinding light until it faded down. He slowly removed his left arm from his eyes and stared unbelieving at the form before him.

"It's you!" He whispered; more to himself than anyone.

There, out of the light before him, stepped the form of the one person he thought he would never see again.

"Where have you been little one?" He ground out in rough affection as he knelt in front of her to tangle his gloved hand into her thick fur.

She looked into his eyes and all he saw was sadness.

"I can't stay... She's watching." Was all she said.

His eyes grew confused, and he used his other hand to cup her muzzle. "What are you talking about Bitch? Tell me! Who is watching?!"

A single tear rolled down to be swallowed up in her fluffy fur. Slowly and gently she pulled out of his grasp, and began to back away. He reached for her; afraid she may disappear, but it was too late. She cast him one last agonizing glance before fading off into the darkness.

"Come Back!" He roared as he shot after her retreating form, but the farther he ran the more he came to realize she was gone.

He stopped running, and it was only then that he heard it. The sound of gruff laughter. He turned quickly, but wasn't quick enough to block the blow that landed upside his head. He flew back with the force of it and skidded to a halt on the hard floor. He righted himself and sunk down into a fighting stance; ready for the next attack, but it never came.

Suddenly a bright light shot up from the ground and he found himself in yet another world. However, despite the light that surrounded him; this world smelt of betrayal and despair.

"Where the Fuck am I?" Vegeta ground out as he took in his surroundings.

He found himself looking up at a magnificent castle made of pure sapphire and diamonds which looked to have been carved out of the side of a mountain. It towered over everything; proving it to be an impenetrable fortress. He then noticed a waterfall flowing from above the castle. It was caught by a large piece of quartz which angled it so as to cause the water to flow into the backs of, and out the mouths of Loupgaru-esque statues positioned on the three sides of the Castle. The water; he noticed was then gathered around the base of the mountain below the castle where it formed a moat. It had one stream leading out into the city that stretched beyond the castles boarders.

He turned and faced the gates that led out of the city. He could hear shouting and screaming from just beyond the gates and watched in confusion as a Loupgaru burst through the gates and made his way towards the palace.

The creature was older, even for his race. Spots of grey could be seen under his muzzle and grizzled throughout his pale blue fur. He was barely blue; nearly white in his old age, but something about this creature screamed not to be underestimated. He had scars running jagged and criss cross down his muzzle and one eye had been gouged out. This beast had seen battle, and it hadn't been good to him.

He followed the old Loupgaru as he ascended the winding road leading to the drawbridge of the castle. The Loupgaru paused for only a moment to speak with the guards stationed at the bridge before they raised the gate to grant him access. Vegeta quickly ducked under the gate and continued to follow the Loupgaru into the palace. He noted the beautiful structure of the castle and had to admit that it seemed much more grand than his own, but couldn't help the feeling of dread that shot through him as he noticed where the old Loupgaru was headed.

"That must be the throne room."

He shook his head and continued to stalk the Loupgaru; all the way into the throne room, and before the king and queen. Here, he could do nor say anything. For there, before him, sat the two most regal looking Loupgaru he had ever laid eyes on.

"Incredible!" Was all he had time to say before the old Loupgaru began to speak. He watched in irritation as the Loupgaru soldier and the alpha pair conversed in a language he was unfamiliar with. Seeing as how he was unable to understand their words he took the time to take in the appearance of the occupants of the room and attempted to interpret their body language.

The king was a solid navy blue with one white and one blue eye. He wore a dark blue collar which had a chain hanging down made of solid diamonds. It was in the shape of a Loupgaru reared on its hind legs and poised for battle with a shield on one paw and a spear in another. The queen however, was solid white with blue eyes. She had a sapphire studded collar and a chain that had a single tear drop diamond on it. On her forehead sat a similarly shaped jewel. The soldier that lie before the thrones was a light blue with the same color eyes, but he wore silver armor with spikes starting from his head and running down to the tip of his tail where they gathered to form a makeshift mace.

'Nice armor, for a mutt' He mused as he began to ponder just where he was.

Just as he was about to turn around a flash of white and blue streaked past him.

"MAMMA, PAPPA!!"

"Bulma?" He gasped as he saw a female Loupgaru burst through the door followed by three Loupgaru guards. They quickly subdued her and he wondered briefly why.

The two males seemed to ignore the little female, but the queen couldn't tear her eyes away from her. She was trying to tell them something; that's when the queens eyes grew large as realized what was going on.

Suddenly, the soldier Loupgaru began to raise his voice. He then gestured over to a figure hidden within the shadows, and the king roared out in rage. The figure stepped out of the shadows and Vegeta immediately recognized him as the man from the banquet. Yaumcha, was his name. The king's rage was amplified by the man's presence and he could contain himself no longer. The king lunged off his throne and tackled the spiked Loupgaru to the ground. When he righted himself and the two squared off; the struggle intensified and they engaged in a heated battle while the queen sat in disbelief.

The king seemed to have the old soldier beat, but due to the fact that the soldier was wearing armor and the king was not Vegeta knew something was not right with this fight.

The king pinned the soldier to the ground, but with one swing of his tail, the spikes lodged into the kings head and came out the other side; blood splattering everywhere. The king let out a strangled yelp before falling lifeless to the ground. The old, soldier's evil laughter echoed throughout the room, mingling with the cries from the queen and Vegeta's little female.

He could only watch with fists clenched in rage, as she ran to her father's side and began licking and nuzzling his muzzle with her little head. Then he turned when the loud cries of the queen rang out.

"You will never take me, Rathan!" The queen roared as she tried her best to fight off the male, but he was much too large and strong and he dominated her easily; mounting her and disgracing her into submission. He then latched onto the scruff of her neck and tossed her into the wall nearest the thrones, and began to laugh as he advanced on her broken form.

"You actually think you have a choice? You know the law, and you must abide by it" He roared in her face before landing the back of his massive paw across her muzzle; snapping her neck instantly.

"YOU LEAVE MY MAMMA ALONE!!"

The sound of the other female Loupgaru's roar sent the soldier into a fit of laughter as he turned to face her stiff form.

"Little one, you have so much to learn. I am king now, and your mother and father are dead. Now, where does that leave you… hmmmmm let me think. You are the whelp of a former monarch. I have just usurped the throne, and killed your parents. You have two choices little one. Fight me for the throne, or die. You choose. That is the law." He ground out as he chuckled at her shocked and mortified face.

Vegeta's fists were now dripping blood, and he couldn't bare to stand idle anymore. It was one thing to watch a king be dethroned in front of his family, but it was another to watch a soldier with way more fighting experience challenge a mere pup to a battle for the throne. He knew what this mutt was after. He knew she was to weak to fight and win, so he killed her parents while they were armor less, and now he's going to force her out of her throne. This Rathan, had no honor whatsoever, and he was going to make him pay. With a loud roar he launched himself at the old dog, but pounded the ground in a furious rage when he merely passed through the mutt like a ghost.

"Damn it, what's going on here?" He wondered aloud as he watched three other soldier Loupgaru bring in some armor for her to wear. It wasn't until he looked into her face that he realized she was no pup. She was a full grown Loupgaru; she was younger than the Bulma he knew, yes, but she looked to be nearly full grown. The soldiers standing next to her were nearly twice her size. It seemed all the males were at least twice the females size and that seemed a little odd to him.

"I guess that's how it works here." He muttered to himself as he watched Bulma don the armor. Her armor was similar to the soldiers except it had no spikes. It was made of silver and diamonds, and had the same symbol carved into the chest plate that hung from the King's chain. She wore no helmet unlike her opponent; instead her head was covered by a mesh made of diamonds. The body armor stretched to the base of her tail and there was a thick piece of metal that jutted up to protect her neck and hold her head piece in place;, and it was surrounded by spikes like a collar.

She stood stock still until Rathan charged. She met him halfway and the battle began. Rathan dodged her first attack and reared back with a laugh as he brough his massive paw down across her head. She shook her head, but was unable to clear it before it was too late. Rathan was on her in a heartbeat. He mercilessly beat her with his paws, and nearly took her head off with the force of his bite. She fought as hard as she could, but Rathan was too strong for her and she fell to the ground unable to move. Her body to beaten and tired.

Vegeta went to her side. He said nothing, and placed his hand over her prone form. "I wish I could help you little one." He said as he watched Rathan stand to tower over her prone form.

"You lose bitch! Get up, and get out. If I catch you within the boundaries of my kingdom again you will be killed. This kingdom is under my rule now, and with Frieza's guarantee to help us conquer the humans; the rest of this world will be ours." Rathan growled as he snatched her up by the armor and she was stripped of it.

Bulma raised her head as high as she could, and spat at his feet. "Frieza will give you nothing; except your own head on a silver platter once he gets out of you what he wants. You know as well as I Frieza never intends to aid a planet he doesn't want to claim as his own.

Yaumcha slowly approached and knelt down to Bulma's level, and began stroking her face; much to Vegeta's chagrin.

"Bulma, you and I were great friends, and I never wanted to see you hurt. This is your fault you know. I told you I could get you away from here and out of Frieza's reach, but you just wouldn't listen would you. You're too stubborn. Oh well, I guess that's the Loupin in you." He said as he patted the side of her face in mock affection.

She snapped at him causing him to lose his footing and fall back. "You, Yaumcha, King of the humans, are a traitor. We Loupgaru have protected you humans for centuries, and this is how you repay us? By selling us out to him?! Frieza will destroy this planet!" She roared as she tried to stand, but collapsed under weak legs.

"Frieza is our ally. He made a contract with us and he's an honorable… uh…. Man." Yaumcha growled as he stood. "Besides, you had your chance to get off this planet, and you didn't take it.

"I would never leave my people defenseless." She growled as she swiped at his legs.

Yaumcha kicked her paws away and looked to the three guards standing by. "You do what you need to do with her. Your new king told your she is not welcome here. Take her to the forests and make sure she stays gone." And with that he turned and followed Rathan out the side doors.

Bulma looked to her mother's body lying broken on the floor now beside her father's, and couldn't hold the flood of emotions from taking over. She had failed to protect them, failed to protect her people. She was nothing now, nothing, and the grief that took hold crippled her. Now she knew why it was nearly impossible for a Loupgaru to survive exile. The pain of losing your family and pack mates was nearly unbearable.

"REEEEAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGG!!" She cried out as the guards tried to pull her away.

"It's time to go Princess." One guard said as he came up beside her. She looked to him and to the other two who stood a ways away and gave a half smile as thanks for their loyalty. Despite the laws; these three were still her friends, her pack mates, and she needed all the help she could get.

Once they reached the edge of the forest the four said their goodbyes.

"Come back Princess, when you're strong enough. We will buy you the time you need to take him down." The largest of the three soldiers promised as he nudged her face with his.

"I'll be back Diago. I promise. You guys have always been there for me, and I promise you I will free our people." She growled as she turned to leave.

"Goodbye old friends." She said as she ran off into the woods.

Vegeta now understood why Bulma hated Yaumcha so much, and he now understood why her parents didn't seem to care about her disappearance. They were dead and she had been exiled by the new king. The only thing that he didn't understand was what use Frieza could possibly get out of the alliance, but before he got the chance to think; the scenery changed again. This time, he was on a battlefield. There were Loupgaru bodies strewn everywhere mixed in with the humans. He walked through the piles of mangled corpses without so much as blinking an eye. He had seen enough death and destruction under Frieza that he was no longer affected by it. However, the sound of a feminine laugh made him halt, and made his blood run cold. He knew that laugh, and he knew what all this death meant.

"Frieza!" He roared as he turned around. There, in his hover chair, laughing like a child with a lolly, was Frieza. His men were leading Loupgaru and Human's alike into the slave ships; probably to be sold to traders for a small fortune.

One of Frieza's green henchmen emerged from the crowd. He was dragging a half dead Loupgaru that Vegeta immediately recognized as Rathan. The henchman threw the Loupgaru at Frieza's feet and returned to his duties.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? Rathan, I'm surprised at you. I thought we had an agreement?" Frieza questioned; mockery oozing from his slimy mouth like acid.

"I never… agreed… to… sell….my people… as slaves… Frieza. I… never… agreed to… give up my… throne." Rathan wheezed through crushed ribs and punctured lungs.

Frieza merely shrugged. "I supposed you expect me to care. I guess the terms of our agreement were not fitting as they were. I felt the need to… make a few changes. Those including you securing both kingdoms for me and I letting you live out of gratitude. However, you betrayed me Rathan. You turned against me and turned this into an all out war. Now most of my new slaves are dead, and the planet is ruined. Now, what do you have to say for yourself? Hmmm?"

Rathan spat at Frieza's feet. " I should have listened to that little Bitch. She was right about you. To think, I trusted a monster like you. You B…..AHHHHH."

A beam of light and Rathan was gone.

"Damn you, Frieza! Vegeta raged as he relieved his own life through Bulma's memories. His throne was in danger, and she had already lost hers. She knew what he was going through because she had lived it. He watched as a cage was placed on the ground near the loading docks.

"NO, THAT ONE IS COMING WITH ME!!" Frieza yelled at the men carrying the cage.

"Yes, Lord Frieza." They said in unison, as they set the cage down next to the ship.

"GRRRRRR" Bulma raged. The muzzle and shackles were a little excessive to her, but Frieza felt it necessary to keep her contained and quiet. After all, she had taken out nearly his entire elite force with her berserker attack.

"Now, now, be a good little princess and behave, or I just might kill you after all." Frieza said as he reached through the bars and patted Bulma on the head making her thrash about trying to get away from his filthy, bloody hands.

'So that's what happened.' Vegeta finally got it. Bulma was Frieza's spoil from the battle. He knew Frieza liked to keep royalty as proof that he destroyed/conquered their worlds. He also liked to take the prince and princesses as proof of alliance contracts. That's what his father had told him when Frieza demanded he be trained to purge planets for him.

'Sick Bastard.' He thought as he walked up to stare Frieza in the face. He reared back his fist and punched as hard as he could, but alas, as before his fist merely passed through Frieza's face.

He was so close, yet so far. How he wanted to be able to kill Frieza where he stood, Crush his skull to dust, but he wasn't real. This was all just a dream, no, a memory; Bulma's memories. Somehow she had created a mind link with him. It must have something to do with what Bardock was saying about her subliminal mind. That had to be the reason why he was seeing her memories.

Vegeta was about to turn and catch one final look at Bulma, but suddenly he was surrounded by darkness once more, and the sound of voices faded. He heard nothing, but he did feel something cold and wet against his temple.

"WHAT THE?!" Vegeta thought as his eyes shot open and he jerked to attention.

He took in his surroundings and his body relaxed. He was still lying under a tree in his mother's garden. He then looked to his left and saw the culprit of the cold wet feeling curled up next to him asleep; nose right next to his face. He let out a deep sigh and buried his hand in her fur to remind himself that she was indeed real, and not part of his dreams.

His mind began to wander as he closed his eyes. He saw her in her true form. She was beautiful, with her blue hair and eyes, her body. He shook his head to the bad thoughts away as he felt himself shift and strain against his training shorts.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me do you?" He asked, before stroking her head the way she liked, and lying back in an atemp to gain some extra hours of sleep before his training in the morning..

Author's Note: GACK, this is terrible. I apologize for such a horrible chapter. I have terrible writer's block and this is the result. Please forgive me, I'll do better next time.