Hello all! Muu here with another chapter of Fairy Tails Don't Exist, sorry it took so long! I had a hard time with this chapter in particular even though I knew exactly where is was going. Hope you all enjoy, and as usual, thank you all! Also, if you get a chance, go check out Over8000's fics~
Saiyan Language thanks to Megakat:
atti: baby/sweet heart
"I'm losing him again!"
…..
"Where are my clamps?"
…..
"Can I get some damn help over here?"
The familiar voice brought Raditz back to consciousness and he could see that it belonged to Doctor Berra. He groaned and fluttered his eyes before licking his lips a few times.
"D-Doc-" Pain ripped through his abdomen and he coughed harshly, causing him to spew blood into the air. Before he could say another word, Berra was at his face.
"Raditz, it's Doctor Berra, I need you to lay still and please don't talk. You're being operated on, Raditz." A clear plastic breathing mask that doctors wore during surgery muffled her voice.
The Saiyan whimpered and reached his hand up toward her in a desperate act for contact. His eyes filled with tears from the amount of effort and agony that the action caused him. "P-please, I don't-don't wanna die yet…"
The youth's words tore at Berra's heart; she had to keep her emotions in check, otherwise she would lose him. "You won't die, I promise!"
"Tr-Trictic…" With his last word he passed out cold once again. Just as he did the monitor screamed for the doctor's attention.
Berra rushed over to the machine and began to slam keys down, frantic about the news she was just given by the dying child on her table. "Clear him! Shock in three, two, one…"
Raditz' eyes fluttered open to a warmth surrounding him. He sat up, looked around and saw nothing but a blurry grey that covered everything around him. The youth felt comfortable and had no pain for the first time in a long time, but he was so lonely here in this grey mass of nothingness.
Suddenly a piece of the matter moved and formed a figure that he thought looked familiar. Soon enough the shape became his mother and tears filled Raditz' eyes. "Mah!"
Raditz rushed towards her and wrapped his arms around her small figure, in hopes that she would never leave him again. When he felt her hug him back he whimpered and began to sob, falling to his knees. "Mama, mama I'm so scared, where have you been? I'm so alone Mah… I miss you mama."
Gine placed one hand on his back and lightly stroked his hair to let him know that she was still there, still listening. She allowed him to cry, sob, scream, and bellow out his emotions. After a solid ten minutes of Raditz nearly hyperventilating, she looked up at him and smiled.
"My dear atti, I'm still here I al-"
Suddenly darkness enveloped them and Gine was ripped from his arms. Raditz screamedout for his mother and thrashed to follow after her, but he felt odd restraints surrounding him. The harder he fought, the tighter they got and soon they were hurting him bad enough that he bellowed from the pain.
Just as he was about to beg for death he heard something in the distance: his name. "Raditz, Raditz!" He couldn't tell who it was, but he hoped that it might be his mother. It wasn't long until his eyes opened and a bright illumination invaded his vision. He squinted and attempted to lift his hand to block out the light, but he found that he couldn't move, yet again.
Soon, he saw a red face staring down at him, feminine and angular. It was Doctor Berra and she bore a worried expression. "Raditz, you're fine. Don't try to move just yet, I want to check you over one last time before I release your binds."
"Where-where am I? Wha-"
Berra shook her head and indicated that he shouldn't speak until she had finished. It only took her a few moments to finally finish up her tests. Then she leaned over to look him in the eyes and smiled a bit. "I'm going to release you now, but remember that you're safe, Raditz."
Once she punched in a few keys the binds that held Raditz released, one by one. He sighed and immediately brought his arms to his stomach to feel the area where the injury had been. For some reason he could not recall what had transpired or why.
His mind raced and he remained silent for many moments before he looked up at the doctor. "Why am I here," he asked her with a tiny voice, one that seemed to belong to someone half his size.
The physician sighed as she took in his question and wondered how to answer it, if at all. Instead, she nodded her head towards him and walked away, leaving him for the moment.
Unfortunately this confused the poor adolescent. Instead of waiting for her to return he followed her, going at a slow pace. His body felt very different and various areas on his frame hurt. He felt hollow and alone, even more so than usual, and he didn't like it.
Once around the corner he hid behind a sheet that was used to provide doctors and patients with some sort of privacy, but they were a joke. He could hear the doctor talking to someone, and he quickly deduced the other two to be Nappa and Zarbon.
"He's asking about what happened, which tells me that the trauma has affected him. Listen, I'm not a psychiatrist or anything, but I definitely think that just flat out telling him what happened will do more bad than good," Berra said in a hushed voice.
Raditz leaned in further, waiting to see if someone would mention just what it was that happened to him. He hated not knowing what was going on with his own body; because he was a minor still, it was Nappa's decision to make.
"Well, I suppose you're the doc, you would know better. But boy, if I was raped, I would sure as hell like to know about it," Nappa bellowed out and was quickly shushed by the other two.
"Yes, well, thank goodness he isn't you. Raditz is sensitive. I think telling him right out would definitely hurt him even more, and I know that none of us want that. That poor boy has been put through enough." Zarbon flipped his braid as he spoke, waiting to hear if he could see his student yet.
"I agree with you for once, Zarbon," Berra spoke up once again, but didn't look at him, she was far too busy looking at a chart on her tablet. "What? This says… it can't be! He was fine."
Without any hesitation, Berra booked away from the two men and headed straight towards Raditz' bed. Unfortunately for the adolescent he wasn't fast enough to get out of the doctor's way and she slammed right into him. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, hoping that he didn't hear everything that they had just said.
As if on cue, he looked down at her with a concerned expression and flicked his tail slightly. "What is 'rape', Doctor Berra?" His dark eyes bored into hers and she quickly looked away from him.
"Raditz, you shouldn't be up. You gave us all a scare!" Berra did her best to avoid the question, but he was adamant in finding out.
"Tell me what it is, what does that word mean?" His temper started to rise with his fear. The youth had an idea of what happened, but he had to be sure, had to know exactly what happened to him.
Before he could lose his temper at the doctor though, Nappa stepped in and tried to calm him. "Come on, Raditz… Enough of this now, it's for your own good that you don't know just yet."
"My own good, or yours?"
"Come now, Raditz. Don't be so dramatic about this, let's just get you back into bed, shall we?" Zarbon spoke up finally and placed a friendly hand upon the youth's shoulder.
At the touch, Raditz jerked away and nearly tumbled back over a bed. An odd sensation filled his chest and he suddenly felt as if he couldn't breathe. A memory flashed before his eyes: clawed hands, dead eyes, and sharp teeth. He began to shake and felt as if he would puke at any moment.
The three grown individuals stopped and stared at the younger, wondering if he was okay. Before long Berra approached Raditz with her hands up and palms open, she aimed to keep him calm.
"Now now, Raditz, you're going to be all right, you're having a panic attack," she spoke in a light tone, in hopes that she wouldn't set him off again.
Before long the adolescent fell to his butt and stared up at the three, wondering silently when the room would stop spinning, if ever. He slid one hand to his chest and the other into his hair and slowly began to rock back and forth while pulling his knees up to his chest.
The sight was hard for anyone to see, so it didn't take long for the two older men to shift their gaze away and begin shuffling in an uncomfortable manner. Berra however, took this opportunity to approach Raditz once more.
"I know you're scared, I know you don't understand what's going on, but trust me when I say that you're safe here with us." She spoke so soft that even Raditz could barely hear her.
After a few moments of rocking, he paused to look up at the kind doctor. Tears had streaked down his cheeks and his eyes were puffy. "I'm tired…"
Doctor Berra reached a single hand out and very slowly placed it on top of Raditz' head in a reassuring manner. "Let's get you back to bed, shall we?"
The adolescent allowed her kind gesture, but didn't move just yet; instead he leaned into the touch and closed his eyes. "Mah…"
Berra could hardly believe what he had said, but decided against correcting him. After all, he still had drugs running through his system and he wasn't exactly himself at the moment. "Come on, Raditz. You need rest."
The doctor, though tiny compared to the adolescent, helped him to his feet with little to no issue. Once up, she led him back to his bed, where he flopped down and rolled himself up in the sheet provided for him.
Just as he was finally settling in, Vegeta stormed into the room, tail whipping behind him. He eyed the situation and rolled his eyes in an exasperated manner, which earned him a slight glare from the doctor.
"What's he still going on about? He's healed, let's get his big ass up so we can go," he snapped at Berra, as if he were her superior too.
When Raditz heard his Prince's words he groaned and attempted to push himself up off the bed. Before he got far, however, Berra instructed him to lie back down for the time being. Then she turned her attention on the young Prince. "Prince Vegeta, I need you to leave him be for now, he's still feeling the effects of the drugs and he needs to rest."
Vegeta wasn't impressed with her explanation and simply huffed about the current situation that he was presented with. "I just don't get it, I've been messed up before and no one treated me like this… Why does he get special treatment? I'm the Prince!"
After listening to Vegeta's ranting she just couldn't stand it anymore. She walked away from the situation completely, but not before sharing her mind. "He was more than just 'messed up', Prince Vegeta. He died."
Her words shut the huffy Saiyan Prince right up and he immediately looked down at his feet. It wasn't long before he huffed and crossed his arms over his chest once again. "Yes, well… I'm out of snacks. You might want to do something about that."
Vegeta stomped off to his previous placation spot. Berra followed along, doing her best not to roll her eyes at him and his attitude.
Meanwhile, Zarbon and Nappa stood waiting and brooding, Neither man wished to leave before they knew if Raditz was going to remember or not. Before long Zarbon sighed and began to pace, his mind on Trictic and the evil deed that had befallen his student. "Damn him, I will get him if it's the last thing I do."
"Not if I get to him first, Twinkletoes!" Nappa glared over at the teal warrior.
Zarbon simply rolled his eyes, folded his arms, and stared at the behemoth of a Commander. "Nappa, please. Trictic would take you out in seconds. But, he does know that he can take you…" He stopped talking and began to think.
"And? What's your point that he knows that, eh?" Nappa was losing his patience with him.
"Well-" Zarbon was immediately cut off.
"You know this is all your fault, right? You and your whoring him out! I can't prove it yet, but I will one day, trust me."
With a loud huff, Zarbon looked at Nappa, a serious expression plain on his face. "How dare you! He's a child, I would never 'whore him out'. Maybe this happened because you weren't paying attention to whom he was spending time with?"
Nappa gave the teal Prince a warning growl before he stepped up to him and clenched his fists. "How dare I? Me not pay attention? Raditz told me that he met this Trictic at one of your 'parties' so don't give me that shit! Sounds like you were the one not paying attention, Zarbon."
Zarbon in turn stepped up to the larger male and glared up at him. "Yes, well I did my best to warn Trictic off time and time again, it obviously didn't stop him any… What exactly did you do to help the situation? You- Ugh, enough of this! This arguing is pointless, it won't help him any now…"
As much as he hated to admit that Zarbon was right, Nappa did in fact think he was just that. After a moment of silence from both men, the teal warrior spoke up. "We should work together to take him down, and I mean permanently."
"For Raditz, and only for him will I work with you. Once this is over, you and I go back to hating one another, got it?"
"Oh trust me, Nappa, I don't want to do this as much as you. But, I am willing to put our differences aside to rid the galaxy of scum like him."
"So, where do we start looking?" Nappa grinned.
