Warnings: Swearing, swearing, and nothing more.
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT the world, or the characters. No, I have never made money off of these fics, and I never will.
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How'd Goku know Vegeta was back? Hmm. Ya know, I don't really know, I guess you could always ask him. Seriously, he probably just sensed Vegeta's chi. Also, I TRIED to keep it to just Goku and Vegeta's point of view, but once again, that isn't going to work, sooooo, I'm gonna try Trunks's point of view.
Hey this is just a side comment, but, do any of you think Funimation will change Mr. Satan's name? I do. Just a thought.
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-Vegeta-
Okay, there wasn't much to do in this dismal cell, other than fret about what might be happening out there. My thoughts turned to that guy. How could I descibe him. Well, he was about as short as I was, if not taller, like most people. He didn't have the horns like I'd seen on some of the other guards here. He had a nearly human skin tone, though it was grayer. The end result was that he looked like some deceased human.
I walked over the wall with the odd sort of window. I felt like I'd been kidnapped or something. Thinking back to that guy I realized that something was wrong with this situation. Sure I was down in hell, but that didn't mean the guards were supposed to use any of the occupants for their own personal gain. Did it?
I shut my eyes tightly and pictured Frieza involuntarily shuddering. The blank look that filled his eyes, it was terrifiying.
My eyes snapped open suddenly. Not that it made a difference, the cell was nearly pitch black. I wracked my memory trying to remember the faces of the lesser humans and creatures that I had seen. They'd seemed different from Frieza. Of course! It was the eyes. They'd seemed more alert.
What if...what if Frieza had been drained of his power by that scum bag. I gulped, what if he'd done the same to me.
I felt my way towards the nearest wall. I really wanted to realese some of my anger. As luck would have it, it was the wall with the little black window. Well hell, I didn't care which wall it was, I was going to try my best to knock the damned thing down.
Gathering my strength I kicked the wall with all my might, and damnit, I was never doing that again! I took my poor, smarting foot in my hands. Looks like I was stuck here.
Just as I was adjusting, the wall with the window...opened. Part of the wall seemed to slide out. "My eyes!" I groaned in agony. Still...the thought of freedom was too hard to resist. I practically ran out of the door. As I reached the opening I nearly crawled back the way I'd came. That guy! So he WAS behind this all.
"Vegeta..." he said with a smug smile. "Are you leaving so soon?"
"Ya know." I said, "It suddenly occurs to me that I still don't know your name."
"My name isn't that important..." he began to say.
"No." I interrupted, "It is."
"Well then, the name is Croo." he extended his hand.
I simply stared at it like it was a dangeruos beast of some sort.
"Fine." he said retreating the limb. Turning his back to me, he focused on a different wall, much like my own.
I looked around me and noticed that there were multiple walls with little black opaque windows. Croo touched his fingers to the black window and moved them around a bit. With a dull hiss, the wall did just like mine had, created a door.
Then to my utter shock Frieza crawled out. He looked like a scared little puppy about ready to cry. That scared me.
I looked over at one of the walls, it looked like a doorway. I decided to make a run for it. As I sprinted out though, I felt a cold chill run down my spine. Then suddenly I wasn't moving.
"No, no." I heard Croo mock. "I'm afraid you and Frieza won't be leaving quite yet. You might squeal on me." he gave sinister laugh and I found myself flying through the air. Then it was back into the cell, then the door slide back into place and locked.
"Damnit!" I cried banging my fists on the wall.
"Keep it down!" I heard a muffled voice protest.
"Frieza?" I asked slightly suprised.
"Yeah, it's me monkey boy." the voice sounded the same, but tired, he difinatly wasn't as broken as I'd thought.
"Cut the small talk, what's he doing to us?" I asked.
"You can't feel it now, but he's draining your power, making you weak, trying to break you." Frieza replied.
I sat back down on the floor of my cell and leaned my head against the wall. "Do you know why he's draining our power?" I asked.
There was a pause before Frieza replied, "I do know that a lot of your old friends are down here."
"Huh?" I asked.
"Zarbon, Dodoria, Cell. You get the point right?" Frieza chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Basically any person with a power level over 10 got thrown down here."
"You still didn't answer my question, do you know why he's draining our power?" I asked again.
"He's gathering power, my guess is to escape hell." Frieza replied.
-Trunks-
Mom let the news fall on me gently, even then though it was a pretty hard blow. I still couldn't fully except that dad was gone. All I wanted to do at the moment was lay in bed and do nothing.
-Goku-
I fly up to Kami's look out. Immediatly I saw Mr. Popo. "Mr. Popo!" I called out. "Have you seen Dende lately?"
Dende's head popped out from one of the doors. "Goku?" he asked slightly confused. "How can I help you?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Indeed, what can Dende do to help our hero out. I know, bad place to leave off. Part 5 already, geez. Well, please comment, I love comments (then again what author doesn't eh?) I promise, the next part won't be so boring, but this is setting up the rest of the series.