The Price of Power 14
By: Kichi
DISCLAIMER: AKIRA TORIYAMA OWNS DBZ, NOT ME!
Kishiro and Ido sat and waited for the end of the world. Kishiro was picking up faint traces of ki that gave her an indication of what the other Saiyans were up to. She shuddered when she felt a wave of fear from the natives, and then it was gone, just like that. She felt the chi of the Saiyan prince and shuddered. For one so young to have such a dark spirit, it frightened her. She dreaded actually having to meet him. In all her time on Frieza's ship, she had only glimpsed him from afar, but it was enough to leave her recoiling in horror. Being on Frieza's ship was a curse to her kind, who could sense what made up the soul of an individual. All she ever sensed was rage, hate, and in some cases a crushing despair. What scared her most about the young prince was that she sensed a tiny bit of goodness in him that was locked away and slowly being smothered. Radditz was different, that's why she liked him. He wasn't going to change no matter what Frieza did to him, but the prince was still young and to have so much taken away at his age had to be difficult.
Suddenly she felt the last of the native ki she had felt earlier disappear. Then as if summoned by her thoughts, Prince Vegeta headed her way.
"Oh no." she gasped, jumping to her feet. Ido stared at her in alarm.
"W-what is it?" he squeaked.
"Hide! Quick, come here!" she cried. The boy dashed after her and hid in the crumbling building she had pointed out. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself as she waited for the prince to arrive.
He suddenly dropped down right in front of her.
"Who are you?" he demanded, glaring at her.
"I-I am Kishiro." She stuttered nervously.
"You are Saiyan?" he asked, looking confused.
"Yes." Vegeta smiled suddenly, but Kishiro shuddered. His smile definitely didn't match the look in his eyes. He turned away from her and looked towards the building Ido was hiding in. Kishiro began to shake with fear as he sniffed the air. He turned back to face her. * Please, goddess, don't let him find Ido. *
Even though Kishiro stood almost two feet taller than the Prince, the power of his gaze hade her feel three feet tall. He smirked as if they were sharing a private joke.
"You are not Saiyan." He said, smiling still. Kishiro's eyes widened in fear and before she could blink he was gone only to reappear seconds later with Ido struggling in his grasp.
"No!" she cried taking a step forward, but was immediately halted by his glare. "Please, he's just a child."
"So he is. But even so, Frieza said that all natives on this planet are to be destroyed." He replied with a wide grin. Ido squealed in fear and desperately lashed out. Vegeta threw him to the ground. Little Ido groaned but was quickly on his feet. He bolted over to Kishiro's side and hid behind her. Vegeta laughed and then stood silently as if pondering their fate. Kishiro felt Ido's little hand slip into her own. She gave him a reassuring squeeze and tried to calm her trembling. * Radditz..* She pleaded silently, * please help me. *
Radditz was on his way back to the village he'd left Kishiro in when he felt her alarm race through his body.
"Vegeta." He gasped and took off at speeds he never thought himself capable of.
"So, what were you planning on doing with the brat?" Vegeta asked as if they were just having a regular conversation. Kishiro knew full well that her answers meant life or death for herself and Ido.
"I don't know." She replied. It was the truth and she didn't know what else to say. Vegeta lifted an eyebrow and she wondered how some one so young could be so full of rage and hate. She also wondered how he learned to hide it so well. The expression on his face was of mild interest, but she could feel his desire to kill lashing at her. His smirk widened to a grin.
"Maybe I can help." He said, and before she could act, before she could push the boy out of the way or jump in front of him; a small beam of ki shot from Vegeta's index finger and pierced Ido's heart.
"NO!!!" Kishiro screamed, tears welling up in her eyes. Ido gave a tiny cry and pitched forward. Kishiro fell to her knees and gathered the small body in her arms. The boy was still alive and struggling to breathe. "I'm so sorry my dove." Kishiro sobbed. She pressed her hand against the wound trying to stop the blood, but it continued to gush between her fingers. Ido smiled faintly.
"Its... okay. You were.. nice to me." He whispered. His eyes clenched shut and a soft sigh escaped his lips, and just like that, he was gone. Kishiro sobbed, clenching her fists. A large, red battle aura surrounded her and she turned to face the Prince.
"You MONSTER!!!" she growled. She gasped, as Vegeta was not standing where he had been a moment before. Suddenly she felt a hand grab a fist full of her hair and she cried out in pain as her head was pulled back so she was staring in the Prince's cold, ebony eyes. She began to shiver; she saw nothing but hate in his cruel gaze.
"You stupid whore. I should kill you right now. But I won't." he said and released her. Kishiro scurried to her feet and jumped away from him, panting as she tried to calm her racing heart. "Even if you are not a true Saiyan, you'll still have your uses." He smiled and turned to leave and find his pod.
Kishiro stared at his retreating form shuddering at the thought of what her "uses" might be. As soon as he was out of sight she collapsed to her knees and began to cry.
Radditz found her a few minutes later, still crying. He noticed the little native boy and frowned. * I knew it. I knew this would happen.. * He sighed and knelt next to Kishiro and began to stroke her back. She immediately froze at his touch and whipped her head to the side to glance at him. Recognition flooded her gaze and without a moment's hesitation she threw herself into his arms, weeping bitterly.
"He- he's a monster!" she sobbed. "H-how? How can he be so cruel? He's so young!" she stammered. Radditz sighed and squeezed her gently, burying his face in her hair.
"It's difficult to understand." He began.
"I don't care!" she screamed, pulling away from him. "I want to know why!" Radditz sighed. He had no right to tell her. If Vegeta ever found out...
"If anyone find out I told you..." he trailed off. Kishiro sat up suddenly and stared straight into his eyes. He smiled briefly, her face and eyes were red from crying, but she was still beautiful.
"I'll never tell a soul!" she vowed. "I swear on my life!" Radditz kissed her forehead.
"I know, I just had to warn you." He paused as if gathering his thoughts. "Frieza." He said simply.
"What?" Kishiro frowned, not understanding.
"Frieza did this to him. He's a lot different from when we still were on Vejiitasei. But its hard to tell unless you know him I guess. I remember when he was just a little brat. Out of everyone I knew, he actually seemed... Happy. At least, as much as the Prince of Saiyans is allowed to be. I guess that not all of it has to do with Frieza, now that I think about it. He never had a childhood. No friends, nothing. And once Frieza took him, which was when our planet was destroyed. I." He stopped and sighed again, raking his fingers through his hair. " I honestly don't know why he is the way he is. But I know how his life has been, and it hasn't been easy. A Saiyans life is always difficult. The Princes' even more so, but that on top of dealing with Frieza and how he deals with problems... it's actually quite amazing that he's still sane." Kishiro listened to his speech in silence. She found herself feeling sympathy for the brat prince, but she was too angry to acknowledge it.
"He needs to get away from Frieza." She stated calmly. "Before all the good in him is totally destroyed." She stood and held her hand out to Radditz. He smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling himself to his feet.
"We should go, Frieza is waiting for our return." He said. Kishiro nodded, brushing that last trace of tears from her skin.
Yeah, yeah I know. It's too short. But this chapter was sort of a revelation so I typed it all out now and I'm sick of typing and I just want to post it.
So PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks! ^.^
By: Kichi
DISCLAIMER: AKIRA TORIYAMA OWNS DBZ, NOT ME!
Kishiro and Ido sat and waited for the end of the world. Kishiro was picking up faint traces of ki that gave her an indication of what the other Saiyans were up to. She shuddered when she felt a wave of fear from the natives, and then it was gone, just like that. She felt the chi of the Saiyan prince and shuddered. For one so young to have such a dark spirit, it frightened her. She dreaded actually having to meet him. In all her time on Frieza's ship, she had only glimpsed him from afar, but it was enough to leave her recoiling in horror. Being on Frieza's ship was a curse to her kind, who could sense what made up the soul of an individual. All she ever sensed was rage, hate, and in some cases a crushing despair. What scared her most about the young prince was that she sensed a tiny bit of goodness in him that was locked away and slowly being smothered. Radditz was different, that's why she liked him. He wasn't going to change no matter what Frieza did to him, but the prince was still young and to have so much taken away at his age had to be difficult.
Suddenly she felt the last of the native ki she had felt earlier disappear. Then as if summoned by her thoughts, Prince Vegeta headed her way.
"Oh no." she gasped, jumping to her feet. Ido stared at her in alarm.
"W-what is it?" he squeaked.
"Hide! Quick, come here!" she cried. The boy dashed after her and hid in the crumbling building she had pointed out. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself as she waited for the prince to arrive.
He suddenly dropped down right in front of her.
"Who are you?" he demanded, glaring at her.
"I-I am Kishiro." She stuttered nervously.
"You are Saiyan?" he asked, looking confused.
"Yes." Vegeta smiled suddenly, but Kishiro shuddered. His smile definitely didn't match the look in his eyes. He turned away from her and looked towards the building Ido was hiding in. Kishiro began to shake with fear as he sniffed the air. He turned back to face her. * Please, goddess, don't let him find Ido. *
Even though Kishiro stood almost two feet taller than the Prince, the power of his gaze hade her feel three feet tall. He smirked as if they were sharing a private joke.
"You are not Saiyan." He said, smiling still. Kishiro's eyes widened in fear and before she could blink he was gone only to reappear seconds later with Ido struggling in his grasp.
"No!" she cried taking a step forward, but was immediately halted by his glare. "Please, he's just a child."
"So he is. But even so, Frieza said that all natives on this planet are to be destroyed." He replied with a wide grin. Ido squealed in fear and desperately lashed out. Vegeta threw him to the ground. Little Ido groaned but was quickly on his feet. He bolted over to Kishiro's side and hid behind her. Vegeta laughed and then stood silently as if pondering their fate. Kishiro felt Ido's little hand slip into her own. She gave him a reassuring squeeze and tried to calm her trembling. * Radditz..* She pleaded silently, * please help me. *
Radditz was on his way back to the village he'd left Kishiro in when he felt her alarm race through his body.
"Vegeta." He gasped and took off at speeds he never thought himself capable of.
"So, what were you planning on doing with the brat?" Vegeta asked as if they were just having a regular conversation. Kishiro knew full well that her answers meant life or death for herself and Ido.
"I don't know." She replied. It was the truth and she didn't know what else to say. Vegeta lifted an eyebrow and she wondered how some one so young could be so full of rage and hate. She also wondered how he learned to hide it so well. The expression on his face was of mild interest, but she could feel his desire to kill lashing at her. His smirk widened to a grin.
"Maybe I can help." He said, and before she could act, before she could push the boy out of the way or jump in front of him; a small beam of ki shot from Vegeta's index finger and pierced Ido's heart.
"NO!!!" Kishiro screamed, tears welling up in her eyes. Ido gave a tiny cry and pitched forward. Kishiro fell to her knees and gathered the small body in her arms. The boy was still alive and struggling to breathe. "I'm so sorry my dove." Kishiro sobbed. She pressed her hand against the wound trying to stop the blood, but it continued to gush between her fingers. Ido smiled faintly.
"Its... okay. You were.. nice to me." He whispered. His eyes clenched shut and a soft sigh escaped his lips, and just like that, he was gone. Kishiro sobbed, clenching her fists. A large, red battle aura surrounded her and she turned to face the Prince.
"You MONSTER!!!" she growled. She gasped, as Vegeta was not standing where he had been a moment before. Suddenly she felt a hand grab a fist full of her hair and she cried out in pain as her head was pulled back so she was staring in the Prince's cold, ebony eyes. She began to shiver; she saw nothing but hate in his cruel gaze.
"You stupid whore. I should kill you right now. But I won't." he said and released her. Kishiro scurried to her feet and jumped away from him, panting as she tried to calm her racing heart. "Even if you are not a true Saiyan, you'll still have your uses." He smiled and turned to leave and find his pod.
Kishiro stared at his retreating form shuddering at the thought of what her "uses" might be. As soon as he was out of sight she collapsed to her knees and began to cry.
Radditz found her a few minutes later, still crying. He noticed the little native boy and frowned. * I knew it. I knew this would happen.. * He sighed and knelt next to Kishiro and began to stroke her back. She immediately froze at his touch and whipped her head to the side to glance at him. Recognition flooded her gaze and without a moment's hesitation she threw herself into his arms, weeping bitterly.
"He- he's a monster!" she sobbed. "H-how? How can he be so cruel? He's so young!" she stammered. Radditz sighed and squeezed her gently, burying his face in her hair.
"It's difficult to understand." He began.
"I don't care!" she screamed, pulling away from him. "I want to know why!" Radditz sighed. He had no right to tell her. If Vegeta ever found out...
"If anyone find out I told you..." he trailed off. Kishiro sat up suddenly and stared straight into his eyes. He smiled briefly, her face and eyes were red from crying, but she was still beautiful.
"I'll never tell a soul!" she vowed. "I swear on my life!" Radditz kissed her forehead.
"I know, I just had to warn you." He paused as if gathering his thoughts. "Frieza." He said simply.
"What?" Kishiro frowned, not understanding.
"Frieza did this to him. He's a lot different from when we still were on Vejiitasei. But its hard to tell unless you know him I guess. I remember when he was just a little brat. Out of everyone I knew, he actually seemed... Happy. At least, as much as the Prince of Saiyans is allowed to be. I guess that not all of it has to do with Frieza, now that I think about it. He never had a childhood. No friends, nothing. And once Frieza took him, which was when our planet was destroyed. I." He stopped and sighed again, raking his fingers through his hair. " I honestly don't know why he is the way he is. But I know how his life has been, and it hasn't been easy. A Saiyans life is always difficult. The Princes' even more so, but that on top of dealing with Frieza and how he deals with problems... it's actually quite amazing that he's still sane." Kishiro listened to his speech in silence. She found herself feeling sympathy for the brat prince, but she was too angry to acknowledge it.
"He needs to get away from Frieza." She stated calmly. "Before all the good in him is totally destroyed." She stood and held her hand out to Radditz. He smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling himself to his feet.
"We should go, Frieza is waiting for our return." He said. Kishiro nodded, brushing that last trace of tears from her skin.
Yeah, yeah I know. It's too short. But this chapter was sort of a revelation so I typed it all out now and I'm sick of typing and I just want to post it.
So PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks! ^.^