The Price of Power 19
By: Kichi
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball.. not mine.. Akira Toriyama... don't sue.
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes as the healing fluids drained from the regeneration tank. He blinked the stinging liquid from his eyes and tried to remember why he was in there to begin with. He remembered when he opened his eyes. The dim light from the ceiling bulbs pierced his brain and he gasped, immediately covering his eyes.
"Still not better yet?" Vegeta jerked his hands away from his face and squinted at the man before him. "Can you see?" he asked. Vegeta could see blurry shapes but the damn lights were so bright. It hurt to open his eyes all the way.
"Turn off the damn lights!" he snapped. The reptilian doctor nodded and scurried over to the controls. As soon as the lights were off Vegeta opened his eyes and glanced around him. He could make out several shapes in the dim light from the hall. "What happened?" he murmured.
"Frieza's new pet doesn't like you." The doctor said with a sympathetic smile. "We almost couldn't repair the damage done to you sight, but we got lucky. Actually, I suggested we leave you in longer but Frieza said you had an important mission today." Vegeta frowned for a moment and then sighed. He did indeed. Frieza wanted him to clear a planet called Uri. Radditz and Nappa were to accompany him as well. The natives were equipped with high ki and strange techniques, but Vegeta was confident they could do it. He stretched wearily. He would pay that bitch back later. Now he had more important things to worry about.
Kishiro was worried. Every time she thought of Radditz she felt a nagging fear clutch at her heart. She never got to see him anymore. It wasn't fair. She knew he had to do as Frieza asked, but for the God's sake! He could at least stay for a while! Even if it was only a few hours.
As if summoned by her thoughts, the door swished open and Radditz pounced on her as soon as he saw her. Kishiro squealed in delight and wrapped her arms around his waist. The fell to the floor and he began to kiss her hungrily.
"I was just thinking about you!" she cried, sighing in ecstasy as his warm hands traveled over her body.
"I know." He replied.
"How long are you staying?" Radditz frowned, removing his lips from her collarbone and gazing into her eyes.
"Long enough to fuck you."
"Listen to you! And where are you going anyway?" She pouted, sitting up abruptly. She put her hands on the sides of his face and before he could reply she kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth. The stayed like that until they had to stop for air. "I miss you!" she cried as soon as her lungs were filled. "I never see you anymore!"
"Frieza keeps us busy, you know that." He pushed her back down and began to peel her clothes off.
"How long will you be gone?"
"I don't know. Now shut up and quit wasting the time we do have."
Nappa found Vegeta just outside the infirmary.
"Hey! We got three hours before we have to leave. Let's go eat!" Nappa suggested as he spotted his prince. Vegeta nodded in agreement. He was starving. He hadn't eaten in at least a week. That was unheard of for a Saiyan. If he hadn't just gotten out of the tank he would have collapsed long ago. Nappa heard Vegeta's stomach growling angrily. He hid his grin as well as he could and quickened his pace.
Zarbon was very annoyed. Frieza had told him to inform the Saiyan purging squad that they had to depart immediately for planet Uri. A resistance was forming on the planet's surface and had to be stopped at all costs. The Urians were a strong race adept at the use of their own chi. Zarbon highly doubted that three Saiyans alone could handle it. And if they were strong enough to conquer Uri, they had to go the Trida immediately after. The Tridians were allies of Uri. If Uri was conquered, Trida had to be purged as well. The Tridians were skilled diplomats and a well-respected member and original founders of the Inter-Galactic Council. If given the chance they would generate sympathy and conflicts would arise in Lord Frieza's empire. If they were simply destroyed any excuse could be given. Frieza could simply claim an asteroid had destroyed Trida like planet Vejiitasei.
But that was not what annoyed him. What annoyed him was the fact that after summoning Zarbon on the vid-link, he was quite embarrassed to find the Saiyan mating with a female. Zarbon had blushed deep green, his eyes immediately lowering. He quickly gave the angry Saiyan the message and closed the link.
And now he had to find the monkey prince Vegeta and the doltish Nappa and inform him of his Lord's wishes. He sighed, hating playing messenger boy. But he had no alternative. He sighed, brushing a few stray locks of green hair from his face and saw Kuui strolling towards him.
"Kuui! Come here." Kuui frowned but obeyed.
"Yes, Zarbon?" he said politely. His face though, set in a scowl as it was, belied his civil demeanor.
"Have you seen Vegeta or Nappa?" Kuui's face contorted in rage, flushing a deep purple.
"Yes!" he hissed. "Those two PIGS just raided the mess hall! I'd wager that all the food is GONE by now!"
"Thank you." He replied and began to run towards the cafeteria.
"Oh shit." Vegeta groaned and cast a sweeping glance about the empty cafeteria.
"I know." Nappa agreed, a grin on his face. "I'm stuffed." They both belched loudly.
"Vegeta. Nappa." They both turned, glancing over at Zarbon who stood in the doorway. His green face was distinctly marked with disdain.
"What?" Vegeta said, turning fully to face him.
"Lord Frieza had asked me to inform you that you are to be ready to leave in ten minutes."
"What?" Vegeta snapped, his eyebrows rising.
"We were supposed to have a few more hours!" Nappa complained. Zarbon grinned.
"What's the matter? I never knew a Saiyan to whine about having to fight." Zarbon sneered.
"WHINE?!" Vegeta roared. He and Nappa shot up from their seats, growling and red-faced. "Saiyans do NOT WHINE!" Vegeta stormed over to Zarbon and glared up at the effeminate alien.
"Certainly." Zarbon replied, smiling loftily. "Regardless, you now have about eight minutes to get to the docking bay. You know your destination, I presume?"
"Uri." Vegeta snapped.
"Good." Zarbon purred. Vegeta did not bother to hide his disgust. He spat at Zarbon who just jumped up and stayed hovering. "Now, now." He said, waving a finger. "You don't want to get beat up right before a mission, do you?" Nappa growled and Vegeta bristled in fury, his tail uncoiled from his waist and began to lash.
"Nappa." Vegeta warned quietly. He didn't need Nappa. He was by far his superior in strength! Nappa shut up abruptly, but still gave Zarbon a threatening glare.
Vegeta frowned and stormed past the green alien with Nappa closely at his heels.
Planet Uri
13 hours later
Vegeta, Nappa, and Radditz had all set their pods to land in three different quadrants of the planet Uri as was their custom when all three were assigned the same mission. They had heard the rumors that even Saiyans in their transformed state could not defeat an army of Urians, let alone the whole planet. They each scoffed at the notion and continued on their original attack plan. Had they paid heed to the warnings and stayed together they might have had a chance.
'Might' being the key word.
Vegeta had only gotten a few feet from his pod when he was viciously attacked and pinned to the ground by several Urians. He was thrown to his stomach and his arms were pulled back behind him followed by the weight of about 6 full grown Urians. Vegeta knew he had the strength to throw them off, but as soon as he moved one of the Urians jabbed a finger into a cluster of nerves below his ear and behind his jaw. Another finger stabbed another bundle of nerves in his lower back. Vegeta bit his lip to keep from screaming, the pain rendering him immobile. But the fact that he couldn't move did not seem to comfort the Urians as they continued to pin him to the ground.
"So." One hissed, his foul breath invading Vegeta's sensitive nostrils, causing an immediate gag reflex. "The last three Saiyans have decided to drop by. Frieza is a fool to have sent you." How did they know? Was all Vegeta could think, then: A setup! Frieza must want us dead! Vegeta thought in panic.
"How did you know we three were here!?" Vegeta shrieked, his rage building. "Frieza told you we were coming! Didn't he?!" The one that had spoken looked confused.
"We can track anything that enters our atmosphere, you fool." Vegeta was writhing in fury, madly thrashing in his captors grasp. He was humiliated at being caught unaware for one, and also for being so easily overpowered. He could tell by the eager gleam in the Urians' eyes that whatever they planned to do to him would be unpleasant. He wondered if Radditz and Nappa were even alive.
My prince. Nappa's voice slid into his head. Are you all right? He had to have sensed his fury and regrettably his fear.
They caught me you fool! He sent back.
They have caught Radditz and myself as well. But we will escape and-.
SHUT UP! Vegeta snapped his eyes shut. It was hopeless. They had been on the planet for less than five minutes and already had all been captured. But not beaten, yet. He would wait until he felt the Urians' grips slacken.
"What do you want?" He heard laughter.
"We would destroy the three of you for even attempting to destroy our home, but that will not be suffice. When we are done with you, you will simply wish you were dead." Vegeta felt his face drain of all color. Not out of fear, but humiliation. He knew that anyone on Frieza's ship with a scouter could hear this creature's words.
And he also knew that Frieza would allow the Urian's to carry out their plans. Failure was death in Frieza's army. He had no one to help him. The fact that he needed help nearly brought him to tears. He was ashamed at himself for his carelessness. "Get him up." The only Urian to have spoken the whole time, commanded.
Vegeta tensed as their grips loosened and quickly jerked from their gasp. He crouched low and swept the legs out from under three of then in one move. Three more threw themselves on him, their colossal weight almost catching him off-guard. But he would be a fool to make the same mistake twice. He shot into the air and powered up and began to rain ki-blasts down on them. After shooting about 50 small ki spheres Vegeta smiled down at the huge cloud of dust and smoke below him. He had used too much energy on that attack, if that hadn't stopped them; he would be in real trouble. Suddenly a hand gripped his ankle and pulled with terrifying force. He was thrown to the ground with such force the impact knocked him unconscious.
Radditz was afraid. Not for himself really. But as he listened the sounds of battle over his scouter turn to nothing but static, he felt his heart drop. He had briefly sensed Vegeta before the static. He'd felt intense pain from Vegeta and then nothing. Which meant he was either dead or unconscious. He prayed it was the latter. Without Vegeta there was no hope! How could this even happen? They were Saiyans! Prince Vegeta was the 'Foreseen One' his power level was through the roof, yet these creatures defeated them with no visible effort. And from all indications each Urian only sported a power level of 550 at the very least. It should be child's play for three Saiyans to decimate the population in a matter of hours! It didn't make sense.
He and Nappa were being led down a vast hallway. They came to a stop at a huge, wooden door and were quickly thrown inside. Once inside the room Nappa and Radditz groaned in unison and slumped to their knees. Something in the room was draining their chi. He could feel himself grow weak as if his life's blood was pouring from a gaping wound.
"What the hell?" Nappa groaned. Radditz shook his head to try and clear the cobwebs, but only succeeded in making himself dizzy. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. When he was able to open his eyes he noticed they were in a windowless room. Four stone walls and a wooden door surrounded them. He could hear a faint humming and traced to sound to its source. A small black box sat in the far corner of the room. Whatever it was, the humming was driving him crazy. He spared at glance at Nappa and saw that he too was staring pointedly at the small object. Radditz tried to stand, but his knees buckled. So he crawled towards the small object. The need to destroy it was overwhelming. But the closer he got, the weaker he felt. Time slowed to a snail's pace as he tried to reach the box. Shooing it with a ki beam wouldn't help. He didn't have the strength to summon any energy. With aching muscles he inched closer fighting the weakness. He was only five feet away when he collapsed gasping for air. He felt the room spinning around him and in seconds he was unconscious.
Nappa groaned as Radditz collapsed. At least he had tried. Nappa couldn't even will himself to move. Whatever that black box was, he felt certain it was the cause of their agonizing defeat. If they survived somehow, Frieza would surely kill them all. And what of the Prince? What had happened to him? He had heard and felt the same things Radditz had. For a moment his heart soared when Vegeta had escaped the Urian's clutches. He was the hope of the whole Saiyan race. If he escaped then it mattered little what happened to him and Radditz. Now he could only hope Vegeta was still alive.
Whew! How long did that take to write? A month? Damn. Sorry for the delays and the evil cliffhanger, but I know for a fact the next chapter will be done as quickly as possible, so don't hate me.
By: Kichi
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball.. not mine.. Akira Toriyama... don't sue.
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes as the healing fluids drained from the regeneration tank. He blinked the stinging liquid from his eyes and tried to remember why he was in there to begin with. He remembered when he opened his eyes. The dim light from the ceiling bulbs pierced his brain and he gasped, immediately covering his eyes.
"Still not better yet?" Vegeta jerked his hands away from his face and squinted at the man before him. "Can you see?" he asked. Vegeta could see blurry shapes but the damn lights were so bright. It hurt to open his eyes all the way.
"Turn off the damn lights!" he snapped. The reptilian doctor nodded and scurried over to the controls. As soon as the lights were off Vegeta opened his eyes and glanced around him. He could make out several shapes in the dim light from the hall. "What happened?" he murmured.
"Frieza's new pet doesn't like you." The doctor said with a sympathetic smile. "We almost couldn't repair the damage done to you sight, but we got lucky. Actually, I suggested we leave you in longer but Frieza said you had an important mission today." Vegeta frowned for a moment and then sighed. He did indeed. Frieza wanted him to clear a planet called Uri. Radditz and Nappa were to accompany him as well. The natives were equipped with high ki and strange techniques, but Vegeta was confident they could do it. He stretched wearily. He would pay that bitch back later. Now he had more important things to worry about.
Kishiro was worried. Every time she thought of Radditz she felt a nagging fear clutch at her heart. She never got to see him anymore. It wasn't fair. She knew he had to do as Frieza asked, but for the God's sake! He could at least stay for a while! Even if it was only a few hours.
As if summoned by her thoughts, the door swished open and Radditz pounced on her as soon as he saw her. Kishiro squealed in delight and wrapped her arms around his waist. The fell to the floor and he began to kiss her hungrily.
"I was just thinking about you!" she cried, sighing in ecstasy as his warm hands traveled over her body.
"I know." He replied.
"How long are you staying?" Radditz frowned, removing his lips from her collarbone and gazing into her eyes.
"Long enough to fuck you."
"Listen to you! And where are you going anyway?" She pouted, sitting up abruptly. She put her hands on the sides of his face and before he could reply she kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth. The stayed like that until they had to stop for air. "I miss you!" she cried as soon as her lungs were filled. "I never see you anymore!"
"Frieza keeps us busy, you know that." He pushed her back down and began to peel her clothes off.
"How long will you be gone?"
"I don't know. Now shut up and quit wasting the time we do have."
Nappa found Vegeta just outside the infirmary.
"Hey! We got three hours before we have to leave. Let's go eat!" Nappa suggested as he spotted his prince. Vegeta nodded in agreement. He was starving. He hadn't eaten in at least a week. That was unheard of for a Saiyan. If he hadn't just gotten out of the tank he would have collapsed long ago. Nappa heard Vegeta's stomach growling angrily. He hid his grin as well as he could and quickened his pace.
Zarbon was very annoyed. Frieza had told him to inform the Saiyan purging squad that they had to depart immediately for planet Uri. A resistance was forming on the planet's surface and had to be stopped at all costs. The Urians were a strong race adept at the use of their own chi. Zarbon highly doubted that three Saiyans alone could handle it. And if they were strong enough to conquer Uri, they had to go the Trida immediately after. The Tridians were allies of Uri. If Uri was conquered, Trida had to be purged as well. The Tridians were skilled diplomats and a well-respected member and original founders of the Inter-Galactic Council. If given the chance they would generate sympathy and conflicts would arise in Lord Frieza's empire. If they were simply destroyed any excuse could be given. Frieza could simply claim an asteroid had destroyed Trida like planet Vejiitasei.
But that was not what annoyed him. What annoyed him was the fact that after summoning Zarbon on the vid-link, he was quite embarrassed to find the Saiyan mating with a female. Zarbon had blushed deep green, his eyes immediately lowering. He quickly gave the angry Saiyan the message and closed the link.
And now he had to find the monkey prince Vegeta and the doltish Nappa and inform him of his Lord's wishes. He sighed, hating playing messenger boy. But he had no alternative. He sighed, brushing a few stray locks of green hair from his face and saw Kuui strolling towards him.
"Kuui! Come here." Kuui frowned but obeyed.
"Yes, Zarbon?" he said politely. His face though, set in a scowl as it was, belied his civil demeanor.
"Have you seen Vegeta or Nappa?" Kuui's face contorted in rage, flushing a deep purple.
"Yes!" he hissed. "Those two PIGS just raided the mess hall! I'd wager that all the food is GONE by now!"
"Thank you." He replied and began to run towards the cafeteria.
"Oh shit." Vegeta groaned and cast a sweeping glance about the empty cafeteria.
"I know." Nappa agreed, a grin on his face. "I'm stuffed." They both belched loudly.
"Vegeta. Nappa." They both turned, glancing over at Zarbon who stood in the doorway. His green face was distinctly marked with disdain.
"What?" Vegeta said, turning fully to face him.
"Lord Frieza had asked me to inform you that you are to be ready to leave in ten minutes."
"What?" Vegeta snapped, his eyebrows rising.
"We were supposed to have a few more hours!" Nappa complained. Zarbon grinned.
"What's the matter? I never knew a Saiyan to whine about having to fight." Zarbon sneered.
"WHINE?!" Vegeta roared. He and Nappa shot up from their seats, growling and red-faced. "Saiyans do NOT WHINE!" Vegeta stormed over to Zarbon and glared up at the effeminate alien.
"Certainly." Zarbon replied, smiling loftily. "Regardless, you now have about eight minutes to get to the docking bay. You know your destination, I presume?"
"Uri." Vegeta snapped.
"Good." Zarbon purred. Vegeta did not bother to hide his disgust. He spat at Zarbon who just jumped up and stayed hovering. "Now, now." He said, waving a finger. "You don't want to get beat up right before a mission, do you?" Nappa growled and Vegeta bristled in fury, his tail uncoiled from his waist and began to lash.
"Nappa." Vegeta warned quietly. He didn't need Nappa. He was by far his superior in strength! Nappa shut up abruptly, but still gave Zarbon a threatening glare.
Vegeta frowned and stormed past the green alien with Nappa closely at his heels.
Planet Uri
13 hours later
Vegeta, Nappa, and Radditz had all set their pods to land in three different quadrants of the planet Uri as was their custom when all three were assigned the same mission. They had heard the rumors that even Saiyans in their transformed state could not defeat an army of Urians, let alone the whole planet. They each scoffed at the notion and continued on their original attack plan. Had they paid heed to the warnings and stayed together they might have had a chance.
'Might' being the key word.
Vegeta had only gotten a few feet from his pod when he was viciously attacked and pinned to the ground by several Urians. He was thrown to his stomach and his arms were pulled back behind him followed by the weight of about 6 full grown Urians. Vegeta knew he had the strength to throw them off, but as soon as he moved one of the Urians jabbed a finger into a cluster of nerves below his ear and behind his jaw. Another finger stabbed another bundle of nerves in his lower back. Vegeta bit his lip to keep from screaming, the pain rendering him immobile. But the fact that he couldn't move did not seem to comfort the Urians as they continued to pin him to the ground.
"So." One hissed, his foul breath invading Vegeta's sensitive nostrils, causing an immediate gag reflex. "The last three Saiyans have decided to drop by. Frieza is a fool to have sent you." How did they know? Was all Vegeta could think, then: A setup! Frieza must want us dead! Vegeta thought in panic.
"How did you know we three were here!?" Vegeta shrieked, his rage building. "Frieza told you we were coming! Didn't he?!" The one that had spoken looked confused.
"We can track anything that enters our atmosphere, you fool." Vegeta was writhing in fury, madly thrashing in his captors grasp. He was humiliated at being caught unaware for one, and also for being so easily overpowered. He could tell by the eager gleam in the Urians' eyes that whatever they planned to do to him would be unpleasant. He wondered if Radditz and Nappa were even alive.
My prince. Nappa's voice slid into his head. Are you all right? He had to have sensed his fury and regrettably his fear.
They caught me you fool! He sent back.
They have caught Radditz and myself as well. But we will escape and-.
SHUT UP! Vegeta snapped his eyes shut. It was hopeless. They had been on the planet for less than five minutes and already had all been captured. But not beaten, yet. He would wait until he felt the Urians' grips slacken.
"What do you want?" He heard laughter.
"We would destroy the three of you for even attempting to destroy our home, but that will not be suffice. When we are done with you, you will simply wish you were dead." Vegeta felt his face drain of all color. Not out of fear, but humiliation. He knew that anyone on Frieza's ship with a scouter could hear this creature's words.
And he also knew that Frieza would allow the Urian's to carry out their plans. Failure was death in Frieza's army. He had no one to help him. The fact that he needed help nearly brought him to tears. He was ashamed at himself for his carelessness. "Get him up." The only Urian to have spoken the whole time, commanded.
Vegeta tensed as their grips loosened and quickly jerked from their gasp. He crouched low and swept the legs out from under three of then in one move. Three more threw themselves on him, their colossal weight almost catching him off-guard. But he would be a fool to make the same mistake twice. He shot into the air and powered up and began to rain ki-blasts down on them. After shooting about 50 small ki spheres Vegeta smiled down at the huge cloud of dust and smoke below him. He had used too much energy on that attack, if that hadn't stopped them; he would be in real trouble. Suddenly a hand gripped his ankle and pulled with terrifying force. He was thrown to the ground with such force the impact knocked him unconscious.
Radditz was afraid. Not for himself really. But as he listened the sounds of battle over his scouter turn to nothing but static, he felt his heart drop. He had briefly sensed Vegeta before the static. He'd felt intense pain from Vegeta and then nothing. Which meant he was either dead or unconscious. He prayed it was the latter. Without Vegeta there was no hope! How could this even happen? They were Saiyans! Prince Vegeta was the 'Foreseen One' his power level was through the roof, yet these creatures defeated them with no visible effort. And from all indications each Urian only sported a power level of 550 at the very least. It should be child's play for three Saiyans to decimate the population in a matter of hours! It didn't make sense.
He and Nappa were being led down a vast hallway. They came to a stop at a huge, wooden door and were quickly thrown inside. Once inside the room Nappa and Radditz groaned in unison and slumped to their knees. Something in the room was draining their chi. He could feel himself grow weak as if his life's blood was pouring from a gaping wound.
"What the hell?" Nappa groaned. Radditz shook his head to try and clear the cobwebs, but only succeeded in making himself dizzy. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. When he was able to open his eyes he noticed they were in a windowless room. Four stone walls and a wooden door surrounded them. He could hear a faint humming and traced to sound to its source. A small black box sat in the far corner of the room. Whatever it was, the humming was driving him crazy. He spared at glance at Nappa and saw that he too was staring pointedly at the small object. Radditz tried to stand, but his knees buckled. So he crawled towards the small object. The need to destroy it was overwhelming. But the closer he got, the weaker he felt. Time slowed to a snail's pace as he tried to reach the box. Shooing it with a ki beam wouldn't help. He didn't have the strength to summon any energy. With aching muscles he inched closer fighting the weakness. He was only five feet away when he collapsed gasping for air. He felt the room spinning around him and in seconds he was unconscious.
Nappa groaned as Radditz collapsed. At least he had tried. Nappa couldn't even will himself to move. Whatever that black box was, he felt certain it was the cause of their agonizing defeat. If they survived somehow, Frieza would surely kill them all. And what of the Prince? What had happened to him? He had heard and felt the same things Radditz had. For a moment his heart soared when Vegeta had escaped the Urian's clutches. He was the hope of the whole Saiyan race. If he escaped then it mattered little what happened to him and Radditz. Now he could only hope Vegeta was still alive.
Whew! How long did that take to write? A month? Damn. Sorry for the delays and the evil cliffhanger, but I know for a fact the next chapter will be done as quickly as possible, so don't hate me.