…Of Execution

…Of Execution

"Discovery means

The worst dishonor…"

She woke to the sound of a deep, angry growl and automatically tensed. At least her reflexes were still working. Her eyes opened and she scanned the room quickly, noticing the Saiya-jin prince almost immediately.

"Why didn't you tell me who you were, Samura-jin?"

"Because you would have executed me. And I'm not completely Samura-jin. I'm half Saiya-jin."

"Your father was that disgusting traitor, Toma, and your mother was Arja the bitch. Give me one good reason not to call a traitor-claim on you, girl."

Her power level began to rise as she listened to his insults of her parents. Using every ounce of the iron control that she'd built over her years of voluntary isolation, she remained calm, but still spoke through clenched teeth. "Because me father died attempting to shoot Frieza's ship out of the sky before it reached Vegeta-sie and destroyed you and the rest of the Saiya-jins, and the Samura-jins, including my mother, died helping. I'm only alive because my mother sent me away when I was four, right before the attack. I turned Super Saiya-jin for the first time that day, watching Frieza rape and kill my mother, and tear my father apart limb from limb. I was too far by then to be of any use, but unfortunately, I got a small portion of my father's Future Sight, and saw it all right before it happened." She was crying by then, and she wiped her tears away angrily. She was too strong to cry, damn it!

"I'm sorry," the ouji whispered. He hadn't meant to make her cry.

"You damn well should be. So am I," she hissed. She swallowed her tears and stood, ignoring the horrible pain in her head that the motion caused.

"What the hell happened, anyway? We felt your power level go down considerably, and I didn't want you to die and deny me a good spar."

"You don't need to know what happened. I used up just a bit too much energy is all. I'll be fine; I just shouldn't do what I was doing for a couple of days. What time is it?"

"Kakarott will be coming in about fifteen minutes, from what you said earlier."

"Shit. Then the boy will be here in five."

"What boy? Did that energy use addle your brains, girl?"

"Nothing. You'll meet him in minute. Are the others still at the place that I said Goku would land?"

"Yes."

"Good. That'll make this much easier. Grab my hand. I'm going to teleport. It'll get us there faster."

He listened, for once, and grabbed her hand. They phased out of the room and abruptly, the scenery changed, and they were back around the others.

Tamashii smirked to herself. At least he didn't call traitor-claim. I'd be in two pieces on the ground if he had, and I wouldn't be much help then, now would I? If he'd opted to execute me…she let that thought trail off; she didn't enjoy thinking of herself in two pieces. It was rather unsettling. Now all she had to do was sit for a couple of minutes, until the boy got there. She sighed and settled herself to the ground to regain her strength. It was definitely time to get a little bit of rest, if not actual restful, peaceful sleep or relaxation, both of which she rarely got unless she was unconscious. Only a couple minutes now. Then she could find out who this strange boy was, and what that hint of sadness and darkness she had felt in his mind had been.

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AN: I tried my best to make this a good chapter; please don't flame me. I KNOW Vegeta was OOC, but I had to make him fit into the chapter. Sorry. Review, please, so that I can decide whether or not to continue. I know this chapter took a little longer than the others-sorry. OK, I'll get the next chapter out as soon as I can, but I haven't even started it yet, soooo……Well. ^_^* Babye, I'll get the next chapter out soon!!!!!!!