One for Sorrow, Two for Joy * Part 5 * By CadeVD
*DISCLAIMER*
As much as I'd like to, I don't own DragonballZ. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I'd be spending my millions and… well you get the picture. I do however own this story. Hope you enjoy it.
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"Who are you?" the young Prince asked. The green beast looked at Vegeta and a smile spread across his face.
"Curious little fella aren't you?" He chuckled, "I'm Zarbon, and you better get used to me 'cos we'll be seeing a lot of each other. It's my job to escort you to Master Frieza," at this point, the beast, Zarbon, forcefully put a hand on the little warriors shoulder and pushed him into the corridor," I also have to make sure you don't cause us any trouble, so watch it." This didn't come as a shock to Vegeta being talked to like this, but he did find it insulting.
*I am a Prince* he thought to himself *The Prince of the Sayain race. How dare he speak to me like this, * He stopped, dead in his tracks. What would his father think if he let others push him about like this? He had to uphold the honour for his father. At that minute he was pushed forward with a force that made him fall to the floor.
"Keep moving Sayain boy" Zarbon snarled. That was all Vegeta could take. He jumped to his feet and confronted this hideous ogre.
"I am a Prince! And you servant must respect me. You do not insult me or threaten me or push me!" rapidly Vegeta's power level shot up, his blue aura surrounded him, his war cry echoed through the halls. Zarbon backed away nervously as the boy Prince prepared for attack. "GALLIC GUN!" just as the immense amount of ki left the Prince's hand, it was intercepted by another beam of energy which created a small blast just strong enough to send the Prince to the ground again. Bewildered, the Prince shook his head as he kneeled, resting his hands on the floor and tried to get his breath back. Next to him he noticed an open door that wasn't there before. It must've been open while he was gathering his ki, but who stopped his attack?
" So, we meet again little Prince." Hissed a familiar voice. Shock and fear swept over the child's body. He slowly turned his head and faced the evil warlord once again.
Prince Vegeta stood directly in front of his fear. A polished desk being the only thing to separate them. Zarbon was stood at the back of the room as Vegeta stood solitarily in front of Frieza.
"What were you thinking of, collapsing the room in your childish tantrum?" Frieza questioned; "You could've killed yourself," The changeling's solemn face curled into a crooked smile, "Zarbon!" At that, Frieza's man servant stood at attention.
"Yes, Master Frieza?"
"Leave us, Zarbon. I want to talk to the Prince in private"
"Yes, Master Frieza"
As Zarbon left the room, and the door hissed closed, silence filled the atmosphere. Vegeta stood uneasy in the middle of the room. A single bead of sweat dripped off the Prince's face. He had never been so scared in his life.
"So, Young Prince," Frieza croaked, "I have witnessed that you have a great power inside you," The Sayain's breathing became deeper and he swallowed uncomfortably, "Have you reconsidered my offer to join my forces?" without a single thought, the child nodded his head, "Good." At that point, the Warlord picked up a small device that he placed over his ear. A green piece of glass was positioned in front his eye. Vegeta flinched as the horned fiend raised his hand. This drew a smile to Frieza's face. He liked to see fear. It made him feel powerful. A distorted sound came from the machine as it sprung into life. A continuous, beeping, countdown droned on for a few seconds, and then it stopped. "Hmmm, a couple thousand, impressive" the fearsome changeling removed the device and tossed it to the Prince. He knew what this was, it was a 'scouter'. They were used to read power levels. It was a loose fit on his small ear, but it still worked. The little warrior slowly raised his paw and pressed the button on the scouter at the side of his head. The numbers flashed upon the screen and started to rise. "You will go in a group to a planet we're approaching. Then when you land, well, if it moves, kill it." The beast cackled in his throat. The Prince was still wearing the scouter and the numbers were rising. Then they stopped. The child-warrior dropped his hand down at his side and his mouth hung open. "Zarbon!" called the changeling beast. The door hissed open and Zarbon marched in.
"Yes, Master Frieza?" The green ogre glanced at the Prince and grinned when he saw the expression of fear on the child's face.
"Take Prince Vegeta to the training room and prepare him for the away mission, NOW Zarbon!"
"Yes, Master Frieza," Zarbon took hold of the immobile body by the collar and dragged him out of the room to prepare him for the big occasion ahead.
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I said this in the last chapter and I will say it again, I'm sorry it took me ages to put up this chapter, but I have school Monday through Friday and homework at the weekend. For all those who are waiting for the next chapter don't worry, I will carry on the story. You all need to be a little patient especially those who review a million times hinting for me to get off my butt and write the next chapter (Not pointing any fingers :o)). Thanks to all U guys who read and review my fic's, don't forget to tell me what you think about this one.
*DISCLAIMER*
As much as I'd like to, I don't own DragonballZ. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I'd be spending my millions and… well you get the picture. I do however own this story. Hope you enjoy it.
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"Who are you?" the young Prince asked. The green beast looked at Vegeta and a smile spread across his face.
"Curious little fella aren't you?" He chuckled, "I'm Zarbon, and you better get used to me 'cos we'll be seeing a lot of each other. It's my job to escort you to Master Frieza," at this point, the beast, Zarbon, forcefully put a hand on the little warriors shoulder and pushed him into the corridor," I also have to make sure you don't cause us any trouble, so watch it." This didn't come as a shock to Vegeta being talked to like this, but he did find it insulting.
*I am a Prince* he thought to himself *The Prince of the Sayain race. How dare he speak to me like this, * He stopped, dead in his tracks. What would his father think if he let others push him about like this? He had to uphold the honour for his father. At that minute he was pushed forward with a force that made him fall to the floor.
"Keep moving Sayain boy" Zarbon snarled. That was all Vegeta could take. He jumped to his feet and confronted this hideous ogre.
"I am a Prince! And you servant must respect me. You do not insult me or threaten me or push me!" rapidly Vegeta's power level shot up, his blue aura surrounded him, his war cry echoed through the halls. Zarbon backed away nervously as the boy Prince prepared for attack. "GALLIC GUN!" just as the immense amount of ki left the Prince's hand, it was intercepted by another beam of energy which created a small blast just strong enough to send the Prince to the ground again. Bewildered, the Prince shook his head as he kneeled, resting his hands on the floor and tried to get his breath back. Next to him he noticed an open door that wasn't there before. It must've been open while he was gathering his ki, but who stopped his attack?
" So, we meet again little Prince." Hissed a familiar voice. Shock and fear swept over the child's body. He slowly turned his head and faced the evil warlord once again.
Prince Vegeta stood directly in front of his fear. A polished desk being the only thing to separate them. Zarbon was stood at the back of the room as Vegeta stood solitarily in front of Frieza.
"What were you thinking of, collapsing the room in your childish tantrum?" Frieza questioned; "You could've killed yourself," The changeling's solemn face curled into a crooked smile, "Zarbon!" At that, Frieza's man servant stood at attention.
"Yes, Master Frieza?"
"Leave us, Zarbon. I want to talk to the Prince in private"
"Yes, Master Frieza"
As Zarbon left the room, and the door hissed closed, silence filled the atmosphere. Vegeta stood uneasy in the middle of the room. A single bead of sweat dripped off the Prince's face. He had never been so scared in his life.
"So, Young Prince," Frieza croaked, "I have witnessed that you have a great power inside you," The Sayain's breathing became deeper and he swallowed uncomfortably, "Have you reconsidered my offer to join my forces?" without a single thought, the child nodded his head, "Good." At that point, the Warlord picked up a small device that he placed over his ear. A green piece of glass was positioned in front his eye. Vegeta flinched as the horned fiend raised his hand. This drew a smile to Frieza's face. He liked to see fear. It made him feel powerful. A distorted sound came from the machine as it sprung into life. A continuous, beeping, countdown droned on for a few seconds, and then it stopped. "Hmmm, a couple thousand, impressive" the fearsome changeling removed the device and tossed it to the Prince. He knew what this was, it was a 'scouter'. They were used to read power levels. It was a loose fit on his small ear, but it still worked. The little warrior slowly raised his paw and pressed the button on the scouter at the side of his head. The numbers flashed upon the screen and started to rise. "You will go in a group to a planet we're approaching. Then when you land, well, if it moves, kill it." The beast cackled in his throat. The Prince was still wearing the scouter and the numbers were rising. Then they stopped. The child-warrior dropped his hand down at his side and his mouth hung open. "Zarbon!" called the changeling beast. The door hissed open and Zarbon marched in.
"Yes, Master Frieza?" The green ogre glanced at the Prince and grinned when he saw the expression of fear on the child's face.
"Take Prince Vegeta to the training room and prepare him for the away mission, NOW Zarbon!"
"Yes, Master Frieza," Zarbon took hold of the immobile body by the collar and dragged him out of the room to prepare him for the big occasion ahead.
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I said this in the last chapter and I will say it again, I'm sorry it took me ages to put up this chapter, but I have school Monday through Friday and homework at the weekend. For all those who are waiting for the next chapter don't worry, I will carry on the story. You all need to be a little patient especially those who review a million times hinting for me to get off my butt and write the next chapter (Not pointing any fingers :o)). Thanks to all U guys who read and review my fic's, don't forget to tell me what you think about this one.