Chapter 15: The Queen to The Rescue
By: senzubean
I do not own Dragon Ball Z in any way. I make no profit from this story. I just wrote it for fun.
Ten minutes later, Zorn arrived in the launch deck. As expected it was completely deserted. The King and his elite were fast serving their purpose.
Recely was right behind him in landing. Zorn wasn't even out of his pod as she came to a landing beside him.
Once outside, Zorn passed his Queen a scouter from beneath his cape and she quickly put it on. Eager to complete her mission as fast as possible.
"I'll wait until you return. And if that doesn't happen, I will surrender."
"No!" Recely disagreed. You will wait here for fifteen minutes after I leave. If I do not return with my son by then, you will go and rejoin the others. And if any soldiers come after you, you will leave right away."
"But ,Your Highness.."
"No, Zorn! You've done more than enough and I thank you for that with all my heart, but It's up to me now."
"I will be tracking your every move." Zorn assured her. Recely smiled warmly at him in thanks. Then ran off to find her son.
The King ran shouting orders to his elite.
It wouldn't take a genius to realize that they were up to no good on the ship. The King had been impatient and as soon as Zarbon had left, he blasted the door to the landing deck off its hinges and they all proceeded to run. The Elite had obeyed the King's orders perfectly and went about their business as quickly as they could and attracted all kinds of attention as a result.
It didn't take long for Frieza's soldiers to start attacking the intruders. Recely passed discreetly through the halls, stepping around Frieza's fallen men. To her relief there were no saiyans among the corpses. If the soldiers were all of equal stock, she had plenty of time to locate and retrieve her child.
She smiled, glad to be finally rid of the disgusting excuse for warriors. Deciding it was safe to run, she took off in her son's direction. The scouter was set to her son's new powerlevel, it would lead her right to her child.
Recely ran everywhere the scouter told her to go. The way was disturbingly clear, free of any conflict whatsoever. Recely prayed that her luck would not out.
"You just had to let them in, didn't you?" Frieza snapped annoyed that his fun for the next morning was ruined. Also, his ship was getting wrecked. Zarbon mumbled an apology but Frieza waved it off. It didn't really matter where he was doing the killing, as long as the killing was being done.
King Vegeta barged in the room seconds later and loudly announced the Saiyans mutiny.
Frieza only smiled.
"I'm almost there!" Recely exclaimed between pants. The scouter was bleeping like crazy, indicating that she was very, very close to her child. "I'm coming, Vegeta!"
The scouter stopped bleeping, indicating that she would either have to go up or down to retrieve her child. She frantically searched for an elevator. She knew that if she flew up and down the shaft once she could determine if he was above or below her. Standing in one spot was no good. She soon located one and was nearly at the doors, when the scouter did something completely unexpected.
It changed location of the power, bleeped numbers so fast they were unreadable, then exploded.
Recely cried out mournfully and dropped to her knees to pick up the pieces of the destroyed device.
"W..why?" Recely stuttered, then understood.
"Frieza!" Everyone knew that Frieza was the most powerful warrior in the universe, but Recely never imagined that he could be that powerful. Then she realized what the upsurge in his power meant. She rose and turned her heads toward the origin of Frieza's power.
"Goodbye, Vegeta." Recely stated aloud as if the King could hear. "Thank you." His distraction had been a perfect aid.
Recely stood up. She had no scouter. Did not know whether her son was up or down, or were on whatever floor it was he was located. She needed another plan, and she needed it fast, before Frieza's guards discovered her or Zorn present on the ship.
Miraculously, her plan walked out in front of her.
Hearing The Queen's cry of devastation, one of Frieza's men exited a room directly in front of where Recely stood.
The man glared at her, realizing she should not be there and was about to yell. Recely grabbed him by the throat, preventing him form alerting his comrades, and slammed him against the wall.
"Where is the Prince?" Recely demanded in a tone that indicated that she meant business. She loosened her grip on his throat to allow him to speak.
"What Prince?" he choked.
Recely squeezed his throat closed again, only much tighter than before. "You know what Prince I mean!" Recely exclaimed impatiently. Why would a saiyan want any other Prince than her own "Tell me and I promise I won't harm you."
The Man thought about it quickly, wondering if he should trust a saiyan. He decided that he had a better chance of surviving if he told her, reassuring himself that perhaps he'd been captured by a merciful saiyan.
"He's on the bottom floor, in the incarceration wing, it's on your left when you exit the elevator."
Recely dropped him to the floor.
"Thank you." She said, went to the elevator and blasted open the doors.
The man scrambled across the floor when she disappeared.
Zorn noticed the wave of guards charge towards him and contemplated whether he should leave or not.
They lowered their energy concentration guns at him and began to fire. That was when he decided.
He powered up and fired at them killing the first row instantly, severely injuring the second row, and leaving about three to safely run away.
If they had been smart they would've dropped to the ground like their comrades and feigned death.
Zorn shot all three from behind, finishing them off.
He had decided to stick around for awhile.
Recely could see the doors to the incarceration area fifty feet in front of her. In two seconds she would be through them and into the wing itself. The thought of son being held a prisoner enraged her.
The doors burst open when she was about twenty feet away and three guards immediately started to fire on her. She attacked back while simultaneously deflecting their blows.
About five more men approached her form behind. Recely was instantly aware of them and attacked them as well. She realized that the men weren't going to fall easily. But they would fall.
They had to fall.
Blurry eyed, Prince Vegeta sat up on his cell bunk and listened to the battle noises that had awoken him.
A few months ago he would have been afraid of such noise so near to him while he was in such a helpless situation, but not now. Curiosity was what he felt. Pushing himself of the bed, he made his way over to the power gate and tried to look down the corridor to see what was going on. He saw nothing but the cells across from him.
Dissapointed with the view, he walked back over to the bunk and sat down facing the powergate, hoping that whatever was going on outside would move into his view so he could be entertained. He'd had the most boring day of his life in that cell and to make things worse, no one had brought him a thing to eat.
Four men were down, four to go. Recely tried to summon up as much strength as she could to attack them. Constantly, she reminded herself that she needed to conserve some. She was far from home free.
Another fell, then another right after. Two were left standing but they were desperate men.
It wasn't strength that kept Recely from being taken, it was strategy. These men had never seen the likes. She had used the men against themselves. They were killing each other with their own attacks as the saiyan dodged out of the line of fire milliseconds before it would strike her, only to have the energy blast plow into whatever was behind her at the time. Five times out of six, it had been a soldier.
Recely scoffed, remarking how Frieza's men were so stupid. They didn't learn from their mistakes, and such obvious ones at that.
The Queen of the Saiyans couldn't contain herself anymore. She laughed, obnoxiously.
Unfortunately, Her celebration was short lived and much too hasty, as many more soldiers surrounded her in the hall. They had come from out of the depths of the ship in all directions.
The words of her brother, long silent, echoed through her mind. Gently chastising her for bringing too much attention to herself.
Recely had no time to react tot he new soldiers. They were fast. Obviously the men she had been fighting underestimated her and these new additions weren't about to do that.
Not knowing what else she could do, she charged the men blocking the entrance to the incarceration room in one last desperate attempt.
If I can get my hands on Vegeta they won't hurt me, unless they want to risk hurting him, which I doubt they would knowing Frieza likes him. If I can get him, I might be able to keep them away from me long enough so that I can get us to my spacepod.
Recely did not want to do this at all. It was far too dangerous for her child, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
They were surprised at her actions and weren't prepared to stop her. She plowed right through them and then through the doors.
She didn't get very far as ten of Frieza's men all glommed on to her and pulled her to the floor. She was but two cells away from her son.
Devastated, Recely continued to struggle even though she knew it was over.
"VEGETA!" She cried out as they dragged her into the hall.
Vegeta's eyes snapped open. He had quickly fallen back to sleep after he retook his position on the bed. He jumped up and ran to the powergate and saw some soldiers outside.
"What's going on?" he asked sleepily, rubbing his blurry eyes.
"None of your business." A soldier replied and then turned back to his comrades, ignoring the little saiyan's presence. Vegeta growled angrily and went back to the bed.
He lay there wondering if maybe he was having the nightmares again. When he'd first arrived at Frieza's base four months before, he had nightmares every night recapping the scenario of him being torn away from his mother by force. The dreams had recently stopped, but Vegeta swore he heard his mother's voice. Knowing that she could not be there, it must have been a dream. Vegeta wondered why he didn't remember anything else besides his mother's mournful wail though. He cringed inside, he did not what the dreams to start again.