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Previously on A Half-breed's Life 3:

"We know what's best, half-breed!" Nappa clapped him on the back cheerfully.

Gohan made a face. "Could you stop calling me that?"

"Oh come on, you've never had any problems with the nickname."

"Yes I did." Gohan complained. "I hate it. Why can't you call me by my real name?"

"If it really bothers you that much then why don't you fight for it?" Nappa suggested.

"Fight for it?" Gohan grabbed the cloth again and squeezed the water out of it. He figured he might as well continue his work while they conversed.

"Yeah. Challenge one of us. If you win, they have to call you by your real name. If they win, you have to do something for them. It's common for young saiyans to challenge their elders for something they want."

Gohan raised both his eyebrows. "I didn't know I could do that."

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The full-blooded warrior studied the half-saiyan for a moment before turning to the young warrior fully. The man's tail lashed behind him and followed a similar pattern to Gohan's tail.

Gohan's tail gave a brief push upwards. Turles laughed in response, shaking his head afterwards. "Get lost, kid." He said, waving the young warrior away.

Gohan repeated the movement, the tip of his tail pointing upwards to the ceiling. Turles's smile disappeared from his face. "Maybe I should call Vegeta and let him help me show you what happens to children who make too dominant tail gestures for their own good."

"Can't handle me on your own?" Gohan responded, smirking at the man.

Turles eyed Gohan's tail. "Half-breed…"

"I want you to stop calling me that." Gohan interrupted. "I challenge you for my name. If I win, you will call me by my real name."

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"So what were you saying about me being sick?" Bulma said, turning to Chi-chi. She folded the last of her shirts and turned to Chi-chi, leaning on the table with her hand.

"How long has it been since the saiyans left?" Chi-chi asked while keeping her eyes on her newly acquired clothing. "A couple of months?" Katy and Bulma nodded in response. "And you've been getting morning sickness, throwing up, eating food you normally wouldn't eat and you have mood swings?"

Chi-chi turned to the others and chuckled when she received two very confused glances. "Let me give you a hint. I had the exact same symptoms about eighteen years ago… And then nine years later I had it again."

Katy widened her eyes slightly as she grasped the direness of the situation. "Oh…" She turned to look at Bulma. "You're not…. Are you?"

"What?" Bulma felt somewhat uncomfortable by the shocked glances she was receiving from the two other women. "I have no idea…." A cold feeling settled in her stomach. "Oh... No…." She shook her head. "I couldn't be… Besides… I haven't been with anybody since…. And we were safe! I mean…" Bulma shook her head as a wary trickle ran down her spine. "Oh Kami…"

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Gohan blew out a sigh. "Vegeta. I'm not going to try to overthrow you. Not for a while at least." He responded in a tired voice. "I'm not ready to lead this squad yet, I know that now."

Vegeta crossed his arms over each other. "However, you never really subjected to my authority either. As long as you don't give in to my power I will continue to assume you're opting for the leader position."

"But I did subject to your leadership!" Gohan snarled as he jumped up.

"No you didn't!"

"Yes I did!" Gohan snarled as he stepped closer. "Don't you get it, Vegeta? You won!" The half-saiyan stopped right in front of the cage and he spread his arms. "You won the moment you guys rescued me from the dungeon. You took me in because you wanted a perfect little soldier to help you defeat Frieza and here I am; a super saiyan on the run from the strongest warrior alive. Where am I going to go without you guys? I have to fight him now because he'll kill me otherwise. And I can't face him without you. I'm officially stuck and you guys are stuck here with me."

Moving on to the next chapter!

Chapter 7. Getting in Trouble Once Again.

Gohan blew out a sigh as he strolled down the hallway of the ship. He knew he could probably do a ton of things. He could go train his muscles. He could do some reading. He could research space ships or mechanics. He just didn't feel like it. He didn't feel like doing anything.

The young warrior made a face as he headed down the hallway. What to do…. Gohan glanced sideways when he heard Vegeta's voice. Better stay out of that man's way. Vegeta had the tendency to notice it whenever Gohan wasn't being useful and the prince could always think of a few chores that needed to be done. As a young teenager Gohan quickly learned that even uttering the idea of being bored to Vegeta was relatively suicidal and always followed by either a lot of harsh training or an endless list of chores.

Gohan looked up when he noticed Nappa's scent. Same story there. No fun to be found when Nappa is lecturing how important Gohan's youth is and that being bored is a waste of time. As if Gohan didn't know that already.

Turles was training in the training room. Keeping a safe distance from that uncle was also advisable since Gohan wasn't planning on being drawn into a spar.

The young warrior wandered into the kitchen, following his nose more than his feelings of boredom. Raditz was the one who had to cook today and the man often did everything he could to make the meal delicious.

"Morning Raditz." Gohan said as he headed towards his uncle.

"Morning, kiddo." Raditz greeted in response. The man turned and pushed a full spoon in Gohan's direction. The young warrior raised an eyebrow but opened his mouth to let the spoon in.

Raditz visibly changed hismind and pulled the spoon back, earning a questioning glance from the young warrior. The uncle ignored this and gently blew on the liquid on the spoon to cool it down a bit before pushing it towards Gohan again. This time, Gohan opened his mouth more eagerly and he allowed Raditz to feed him the soup.

Gohan let the liquid swirl in his mouth for a moment to let all his taste buds gain the full experience of the food before swallowing it. "Oh it's good." He said as he leaned in to glance at the soup.

"One day." Raditz stated. "I will be a better cook than Turles."

"Definitely." Gohan grinned, thinking it would take Raditz a lot of practicing before he would get anywhere near Turles's culinary skills, but Raditz could dream.

"Don't you have anything to do?" Raditz guessed as he turned back to preparing supper.

"Oh, I've got loads to do. I'm just taking a break from all my work." Gohan responded quickly. Raditz glanced sideways to give Gohan a look only Raditz could give; namely the 'who-are-you-trying-to-fool' look. Gohan grinned innocently. "Okay. I'm a bit bored." He stated in response.

"Don't let Vegeta hear it." Raditz winked at the young warrior and Gohan gave a smile. Yet another reason why Gohan always went to Raditz whenever he was bored; Raditz was the only adult who definitely wouldn't rat him out to Vegeta.

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Several hours later…

The saiyan squad was gathered in the training room. They were all hyped and ready for a fight. In order to drive out his boredom, Gohan helped Raditz prepare supper. After enjoying their food, the saiyan squad decided to have a collective spar.

Vegeta frowned as he studied the young warrior. "Is that your max?"

"Yeah, why?" Gohan responded a little too quickly.

"Your power level seems lower than it was yesterday which doesn't make any sense." Vegeta crossed his arms over each other. "You should have progressed by now or at least remained on the same level."

"Maybe you progressed more than me and thus I feel weaker in comparison to your strength." Gohan suggested, shrugging. "Can we move on?"

Vegeta pursed his lips and held Gohan's gaze for a moment. Not even ten seconds later Gohan blew out a sigh. "How do you do that?" Gohan asked, sending Vegeta an amazed glance.

The Saiyan prince showed a smug glance as he uncrossed his arms. "I just know my baby boy very well." He teased in response. The man ignored the annoyed glance he received from the half-saiyan after this. "Power up to your max, brat."

Gohan took a deep breath and focused his energy in order to power up. The half-saiyan opened his eyes. "Done." He said simply. Vegeta narrowed his eyes and his tail lashed out, moving in a threatening message. "Okay. Okay." Gohan said quickly. He pushed his energy-level all the way to his max. "I'm there."

"Finally." Vegeta decided to leave his tail untangled for now so he could remind Gohan of Vegeta's superior position. "I honestly don't know why you even try to hold out on me. It's such a waste of time."

Gohan waited for Vegeta to turn away from him before making a sour face at the full-blooded saiyan. Turles, noticing Gohan's expression, snickered but immediately made a straight face when Vegeta looked at him. The saiyan prince gave Turles a suspicious glance but decided to ignore it and moved on with his instructions.

After taking the others through their training routine for the day, Vegeta told his subordinates to start the training. It was going to be a normal day. No new routines. No new moves to learn. They were taking it easy… Well… They were still going to beat each other senseless but at least they would do what they were used to doing.

"Half-breed." Vegeta inclined his head to the refreshment table. "Follow me."

Gohan made a face as he realized that he was probably in trouble. Vegeta only allowed training to be delayed for important matters. The young warrior followed his comrade until they were standing near the refreshment table. One glance sideways made Gohan realize that their comrades were already focused on training.

Vegeta waited for Gohan to reach him. Once the young warrior was close enough Vegeta grabbed Gohan's shoulder. Before Gohan could react Vegeta's leg moved up and his lower leg pushed against the indent at the back of Gohan's knee. Gohan's leg collapsed under him and the young warrior was forced to kneel on the ground.

The Saiyan prince grabbed Gohan's hair and roughly forced the young warrior to tilt his face upwards. "Do not disobey me again, do you understand me?" He snarled into the young warrior's surprised face.

Gohan pressed his lips together. "I understand." He responded.

"Good." Vegeta pushed the young warrior forwards so that Gohan landed on his hands and knees. The man gave a growl as he headed for their comrades in order to join the spar.

Gohan blew out a sigh as he got up. From the day they started this trip, Vegeta seemed to be on a mission to put Gohan down. Back on planet Earth, Gohan attempted to become the leader of their squad by challenging Vegeta to a fight. Vegeta won and ever since then Vegeta continued to remind the young warrior of his position in the squad. Several days ago, Gohan and Vegeta had an argument in which Gohan explained that he did actually consider Vegeta as his leader. Gohan was not going to try to overthrow Vegeta any time soon.

The half-saiyan hoped that after this Vegeta would stop torturing the half-saiyan but this hope was destroyed quickly. Vegeta actually became even stricter. It seemed like he was making sure that Gohan really knew his place, even after Gohan voiced it.

Gohan was tolerating it for now, which was even more difficult since Gohan was stronger than Vegeta, and it was easy for Gohan to fight the man off. He was biding his time, hoping the man would give up on his new mission to teach Gohan his place.

However, as Gohan flew up to the others he noticed the hostile expression on Vegeta's face and he realized that it would be a long time before Vegeta would forget about this situation.

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"We're only going in to get some food and then we're out of there again." Vegeta stated as his gaze moved to his comrades. "You know the plan. Raditz watches the ship. Nappa goes for the clothing. Turles, water. Half-breed and I will head for food. Act normal. We're not the wanted Saiyan team at all. We're just passing by. And we're alone and not in a team. So we're not interesting at all. Got it?"

The others nodded as one man. They all knew the plan and they were aware of the risks but they needed to stock up on their food and water or they wouldn't stand a chance when they were really attacked.

Their ship landed only a couple of minutes ago but the saiyans could not wait to lift off again. This haste was not generated by their fear of Frieza. They were dying to fight him. However, they were not ready yet. They needed more time. Therefore, avoidance was the best option for now.

Gohan could not help but feel uncomfortable as he walked down the busy street. They chose the trading planet for a reason; try to find a saiyan in a massive crowd of all different kinds of aliens. There were so many people around that Gohan was almost constantly bumping into people. There was just too little space to walk properly, especially with the flying vehicles zooming just above their heads.

As he walked, Gohan was reminded of the hectic environment in planet Earth's large cities. If only the technology on earth wasn't so primitive, they could have made the vehicles fly above walking crowd rather than have the two separate types of travellers try to coexist and expect not to have accidents.

Then again, Gohan constantly had to remind himself that he could not just jump up and fly away if he didn't want to bump into one of those vehicles zooming passed above him. The young warrior wasn't in a need to fly though. He was making his way to the food market. They agreed Turles would try to hunt down some food in one of the closest forests while Gohan and Vegeta would go out to buy food that could not be hunted down.

The half-saiyan blew out a sigh. It was actually quite nice to be alone for a while. Back on the ship, he basically spent all day with at least one of his comrades. It wasn't like he hated them, and he would hate to be alone all day, but sometimes he just felt like being alone.

It didn't take Gohan long to find several different types of fruits and vegetables. Carrying several bags filled with goods, Gohan was now studying a strange new type of vegetable he had never seen before and silently wondering whether or not to buy it. For all he knew the vegetable could be lethal to them… Then again, Vegeta kept maintaining that there was nothing that could be poisonous to Saiyans, at least not enough to kill them. And even if there was something that was poisonous to them, their body would immediately notice the hostility and throw it out. He still wasn't sure whether to believe Vegeta or not.

Gohan decided not to buy them. He ignored the shopkeeper who was calling the prices of the different vegetables at him. Something else caught his attention. The half-saiyan silently cursed himself and the others for not realizing that every planet would probably contain bounty hunters.

"Doing some shopping?" A girl next to him glanced up at him. The half-saiyan glanced at her dark complexion and bright green eyes. She was pretty. Didn't even hold a candle to Katy though.

Gohan decided to play along and he shrugged. "Yep." He responded cheerfully. "My friends have quite an appetite so I'm stocking up." He was pretending that he didn't notice the people sneaking around behind him.

"You sound like someone who always has to do the groceries." The young woman smiled at him.

"It's sad but true." Gohan said in a dramatic tone as he reached out and grabbed a fruit he recognized. He gave it a brief overview and tossed it in the bag.

The change in atmosphere was sudden. People moved out of the way almost on instinct. Civilians who probably never even experienced a bad or dangerous situation could now behave accordingly and get themselves out of harm's way so easily. Gohan heard the scared gasp from the woman he was just talking to. He didn't know why but he felt protective over this stranger.

"Run." Gohan ordered as he turned away from her to face the danger. He was confronted with at least a dozen warriors, all dressed in the armour he knew all too well. As he ran his eyes over the warriors he could swear he even recognized a couple of them. Vaguely.

"Why would I?" A whisper right behind him made Gohan realize he just made a colossal error in judgement. A sharp pain occurred in his neck and everything went black.

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"Finally." Vegeta growled as he watched Raditz walk closer.

"Am I the last one?" Raditz asked once he was close enough to speak to Vegeta. The man was standing near the opening of their ship. The door was still open. Raditz could feel that most of the others were inside.

Vegeta shook his head. "Half-breed is still out there." He responded in an annoyed tone. "Stupid brat is incapable of listening to rules."

"He probably just got lost." Raditz said, shrugging. "Or he lost track of the time. We'll wait a bit." He said as he entered the ship.

"I'll decide that." Vegeta responded as he followed Raditz inside. "Maybe we should just leave. Let the brat feel the consequences of disobeying my rules."

Turles and Nappa exchanged glances when they heard Vegeta's last sentence. They arrived well within the time they agreed on and they already put away and cleaned up everything they retrieved from the planet by now.

"About that." Turles stated boldly as he pushed away from the counter he was leaning against and approached Vegeta. "Do you think you could lay off the boy for a while?"

Vegeta fixed Turles with a cold stare. "And why would I do that?"

Turles was not fazed by Vegeta's glares at all. He had been living with Vegeta since he was five years old. There was practically nothing Vegeta could do to put Turles off. "The kid has been doing exactly what you say lately. Why not cut him some slack? He's not interested in your position. Get the message."

"Oh really?" Vegeta crossed his arms over each other as he approached the younger soldier. "Turles, do you remember when you tried to challenge me?"

"Vaguely." Turles responded neutrally. He did actually remember it quite well. Vegeta and Turles got into an argument and Turles decided that he could lead the squad better than the saiyan prince.

"You remember what I did after your little mental breakdown?" Vegeta hissed as he stepped closer to the younger warrior.

Turles remembered that too. After Turles lost their match, Vegeta continued to beat the younger warrior in order to teach him a lesson. Even after that day Vegeta easily smacked Turles around for the smallest offences. It was a tensed month.

"Tell me, Turles. Did you ever try to challenge me again?" Vegeta continued when Turles just stared at him. "No, you didn't. And you can keep telling yourself that the war happened, and half-breed happened and this Frieza trouble happened but half-breed himself managed to challenge me so why didn't you?" Vegeta didn't even wait for Turles's answer. "Because I scared you away from it. For now. And I'm going to do the same with the brat."

Vegeta turned away from Turles and looked at Raditz. "Find your nephew and bring him back to me." He ordered. Raditz nodded and quickly turned to leave the ship.

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Gohan eyed his surroundings and took a deep breath as he realized what happened. Man, he was in trouble now. The cell wasn't anything special. He'd seen the bars before and the material could easily be broken by someone like the half-saiyan. That was probably why they put those glowing bonds on his wrists. The young warrior lowered his gaze to his arms, staring at the blue bonds. They were still glowing, which meant they were continuously zapping his energy from his body. That's probably why he couldn't focus his energy in order to power up.

This also prevented him from breaking the chains around his ankles and wrists. Thin black strings were the only objects attaching Gohan to the wall and floor but they were strong. He could not break them. The young warrior was now waiting patiently for someone to come see him. They would. He knew they would.

He remembered what happened before he got caught. He was attacked and he was stupid enough to assume the cute woman who was standing next to him was not a soldier. Stupid. He promised himself he would never make such a mistake again.

So who could have caught him and why? Probably bounty hunters. They would bring him straight to Frieza, collect the bounty just for Gohan, and be on their way. Or they might try to lure the saiyans to Gohan and try to catch them too. That would be a mistake the Saiyans would enjoy to make them suffer for. Last option, small chance of that happening, was that they would offer Gohan a deal. Help them defeat Frieza? Team up? Probably not happening.

The young warrior looked up when he heard a door opening. He couldn't see the door from here. However, he could see the person who came in once he or she entered the hallway that passed through the area of the cells.

Gohan couldn't help but be surprised when he recognized the person who was approaching his cage. The half-saiyan could feel his own mouth falling open and he suddenly couldn't remember how to close it. The black mocking eyes, the usually long purple hair that was now cut short and the grin on the man's face were all too familiar to him.

"Hey kiddo!" The man greeted as he entered the cage. He was accompanied by the same woman who was the reason for Gohan's imprisonment. "Remember me?"

"I prefer not to." Gohan responded, leaning his head back. Himona was the bully in Gohan's kid years. During Gohan's stay at camp, Himona was the reason Gohan got picked on, beaten up, constantly humiliated and secluded from the group.

"Got yourself in real trouble now ey?" Himona sat down opposite the half-saiyan but far enough to stay out of reach. "The entire universe is looking for you." The man studied the young warrior.

"And you caught me." Gohan responded, his eyes moving up to meet the green eyes of the woman. She sent him a smile in response.

"Yeah." Himona caught Gohan's glance to the female soldier. "One of the strongest warriors in the universe taken down by a woman." He stated mockingly. "Of course these types of low tactics are the ones to be used against people like you. If you can't beat them, outsmart them."

Gohan's eyes focused on the key the woman was holding before moving to Himona. "So what are you doing here?"

The man shrugged. "They took me along because I knew you. I am in this cage right now because I wanted to see you." He stated casually. "Before we deliver you to Frieza." The man placed his hands behind him and leaned on them. "When you first escaped from the warzone they spread the rumour that you died on the battlefield." He said, studying Gohan's face for a reaction. "I visited the camp not long after the war to pick up a cadet. You should have seen the faces of the specialists when I showed them the news of your decease." Himona chuckled to himself. "I could have sworn Crimon was actually going to cry. Serves them right for picking favourites. "

Gohan kept his expression neutral as he listened to Himona's story but on the inside he suddenly went cold. He never realized what the news of Gohan's supposed death would do to the specialists. He didn't even consider the specialists at all and he felt bad for it. He did contact one of his closer friends Boris to show that he was actually alive but he never called the specialists. Why not? They were his mentors. They taught him everything he knew. Okay, they weren't always nice to him but they were his family for several years.

Himona tilted his head sideways. "It's actually sad we cannot deliver you to Frieza personally." He stated. "I would have loved to get that honour but no, we're not that lucky." He made a face as he sat up again. "The Ginyu Force is on their way to pick you up. They said they're very excited to see you."

Especially with these ki-bonds on, Gohan thought miserably as he glanced down to the golden bonds around his wrists. "I'm partially hoping that your comrades will try to rescue you so that we can deliver the entire package to the Ginyu Force. I doubt that you're travelling by yourself. They must be near." Himona continued. "My boss doesn't want to take the risk of losing you though so we're not going to look for them ourselves. They'll have to come to us."

Himona studied the half-saiyan before looking up at his comrade. "Do you want to have some fun with him before we hand him over? Too good a specimen to pass up, isn't he?"

Gohan raised an eyebrow as he looked from Himona to the female warrior. She met his eyes and seemed to consider the offer but then shook her head. "Meh. I saw his age. He's barely in his twenties. Officially a turn off." She stated, shaking her head. He was way too young for her.

Himona shrugged before turning to the half-saiyan again. "Too bad for you. She's a good fuck." He stated casually. The female soldier was with him in a flash and she smacked him over the head harshly. "What!?" Himona rubbed over his head as he looked up at her. "It's true!"

She rolled her bright green eyes. "You're hopeless." She stated before heading to the entrance of the cell. "Come on. We're leaving." She waited near the entrance for him.

Himona got up and exchanged glances with the half-saiyan. "Women, man. Nothing we can do against them." He stated cheerfully before he walked to the female soldier. She motioned for Himona to leave the cage and the man meekly did.

Gohan watched as they closed the cage. Himona wrapped his arm around the female soldier, which she allowed, and they left the room together. The half-saiyan lowered his gaze as he thought about Katy. The young warrior thought about her bright pink eyes. The eyes he could get lost in. He thought about her hair, sticking against her face whenever she was sweating. Her voice; whispering in his ear. Her strong body pressed up against his.

The half-saiyan shook his head. This was no time for such thoughts. He needed to get out of here first. The young warrior lowered his gaze as he thought about his conversation with Himona. So the Ginyu Force couldn't wait to see him huh? Well he couldn't wait to see them either. They thought he would still be too weak to fight them but Gohan was convinced of the opposite. He might not be strong enough to defeat Frieza yet but he was definitely strong enough to defeat the Ginyu Force. However, they might become a problem if they fought him all at once. He might be stronger but strength would only get him so far. Tactics and skill were important as well and the Ginyu Force excelled in fighting as a group. They were a well-oiled machine and could work together as well as the Saiyan squad. No, that might be a problem.

Not long after Himona's visit Gohan was disturbed once more. He looked up to see a group of soldiers coming closer. The soldiers were all dressed in different versions of the uniform of Frieza's army. They were normal soldiers, low in status and used for the dirty work, like picking up a highly dangerous prisoner from the cells. Gohan didn't resist as they grabbed him, forced him to stand up and follow them.

The half-saiyan prepared to study his surroundings and make sure to remember the way to wherever they were taking him but before they left the dungeon they made him stop and they forced a blindfold on him. The young warrior huffed in annoyance. Fine, he could play like this too.

As they walked Gohan counted the turns they made. Left, left, right, left and one final right. The dungeon was close to the place they were going to. The half-saiyan then felt a disturbance in the floor and he made a face. Elevator. Okay. It was on an entirely different floor. He hoped the vibrations in the elevator could tell him on which floor they were but the ride was too smooth. He couldn't make out anything and suddenly the doors opened and they left. Left, right.

The half-saiyan was pushed onto his knees and the blindfold was pulled from his face. Gohan's eyes moved around to create a picture of what was happening around him. The half-saiyan looked up when he heard a familiar voice.

"I believe you. It's really him."

Gohan's eyes automatically moved to where the sound was coming from and a chill ran down his spine when his eyes met Frieza's eyes. The young warrior could feel his throat turn dry instantly. Frieza seemed amused by Gohan's shocked face. The half-saiyan didn't want to show the tyrant how shocked he was but he couldn't help it. It all became way too real now that he saw Frieza's actual face, heard his real voice.

Back in the dungeon, Gohan could tell himself that he wasn't going to meet Frieza just yet. He could tell himself that he could still get away. All was not lost just yet. However, now that he could see the lights in Frieza's eyes Gohan realized that he was caught.

"It's good to see you again little saiyan." Frieza drawled as he studied the young warrior. "Then again, you're not so little anymore, are you? Little Saiyan all grown up."

Gohan was still speechless. Honestly, what was he going to say? He was in their hands. The ki-bonds kept him from powering up. "The Ginyu Force is on their way to pick you up." Frieza continued. "I can't wait to have you back under my wing safe and sound. Until then little monkey."

The screen turned black and a silence fell in the room. Gohan lowered his gaze to the ground as a cold dreading feeling settled in his stomach. He didn't want to go. He didn't want to go back to that ship. To that world. What would Frieza do to him? Torture him? Kill him? Frieza didn't say anything about killing him. Besides, if Frieza just wanted Gohan dead the tyrant could have ordered these people to kill him… Then again, Frieza might want to do the honours himself…

"Whatever you did, kiddo." A man Gohan didn't even know appeared in the half-saiyan's vision. "You just earned me a lot of money." The man grinned excitedly.

Gohan met his eyes and managed to give the man a cold glance. "Your welcome." He stated as calmly as he could. He didn't feel calm at all but these people didn't have to know that.

"But…" A female voice drew their attention and Gohan glanced sideways. This person was definitely not a regular soldier. "this can't be the person Frieza is looking for." She wasn't wearing the same armour as the other soldiers. Her clothes were obviously more expensive material. The form-fitting uniform was combined with an almost silver-looking armour. She approached the half-saiyan. "He's a child." She looked over at the man in front of Gohan.

The man shrugged as he studied the half-saiyan. "Some start young." He stated. "Not our problem."

The female warrior frowned as she turned to the man fully. "You're going to hand over a child to Frieza? For money?"

Before the man could answer, Gohan cut in. "I'm not a child." He snarled. Why did everyone keeping saying that? It was already annoying enough coming from his comrades.

"See. The bastard said it himself." The man smiled at the female soldier. She only huffed before heading to the doorway. The man glanced down at Gohan again. "Bring him back to the dungeon. Feed him something good for getting my wife off my back." He ordered.

Gohan raised an eyebrow. So that's why she could mouth off at him like that. Any other soldier wouldn't have dared to do something like that. The blindfold was wrapped around his head again and the young warrior was forced to stand up. On the way back to the dungeon, Gohan managed to keep track of their movements. Once he was sitting in his cell he mentally created a map of his route to what he could only describe as the control room.

A chill ran through his body as he thought about Frieza's cold eyes. The half-saiyan shook his head. Don't think about that now. It was not the time. He needed to focus. He needed to get out of here.

The half-saiyan blinked when a tremor ran through the ship. He looked up and silently wondered what could be landing on the ship now. Suddenly, another chill ran down his spine. Oh no, it couldn't be the Ginyu Force already? Were they that fast?

Gohan shook his head. No it was too early. He listened silently. Were footsteps already coming closer to the dungeon? Gohan made a worried face when he actually heard something. Was he just imagining this? Or not?

The half-saiyan jolted visibly when the door to the dungeon was opened. The young warrior shook his head as he heard footsteps approaching his cell and shadows danced almost mockingly just far away enough to make it impossible for the half-saiyan to determine their shapes.

It was too late. Gohan realized that now. This time there was no getting away. This time he would not be that lucky.

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