Part 7
Gohan found a stubby handled frying pan with a rather large bowl part hanging from one of his mother's racks. Not sure how to turn the stove on, Gohan went outside to start a low fire. He was beginning to think that maybe he should have stayed with fish like Goku use to always cook over a fire when he poured the sloppy egg-mess into the pan. The slop steamed and frizzled in the heat and Gohan was surprised to smell a rather likable meal.
******* Yasai peered into Vegeta's eyes "I plan to go to the coronation, but I most certainly will not be bearing gifts. Well," She paused for a moment. "I will bring instead a few good soldiers."
"You are going to attack one of the most heavy guarded ceremonies on Vegetasai?" Slightly astonished Vegeta asked.
"Do you think I am stupid? Of course not!" Yasai smiled. "I will have to talk to Hemera and Erebus about it and see if they have anything to help out. In the mean time let's go and check upon our guests."
*******
Bardock had decided that he and his squad had it for the evening. They returned to the palace a little upset at not finding anything, but in truth Bardock could have cared less. Filling out the last of the paperwork, signing it in several places saying that he or his squad had found nothing that the King was looking for, Bardock sighed. It was about time he went home and he his thoughts wondered aimlessly to his mate.
*******
Trunks was horrified as his finger began to become part of his very mouth and face. Now he had his hand stuck on his face and his mouth melted shut. His mouth began to lose taste and he sucked air in through his nose. Goten looked panicked in the corner with wide eyes.
"Hebe, you're terrifying our guests. Perhaps you should let them go." The voice didn't seem at all urgent.
The group of sayinjins torturing the two turned and met with Yasai's gaze. Behind her from the darkness of the vine room came two other figures that were very familiar to the captives indeed.
"Muf fahur!" Goten jumped up from the dirt floor and with his greedy hands he reached toward his father. Trunks remained in a kneeling position and pondered what to do with his awkwardly stuck hand.
Goku simply allowed Goten to run to his leg and pull on it and Goku patted his head warmly. Most of the sayinjins in the room were a bit troubled by the display of affection.
*******
Sayinjins are very fast creatures, but Chi-chi was not a slow human and luck at them being tangled in each other was on her side. Quickly, in a smooth motion, she flipped the firearm into her hand and fingered the trigger, without pulling it, pointing in the general direction of the sayinjins. She had lived around fighters all her life and even without ever really needing a gun she still had the fighting instinct to use it. The sayinjins were not dumb enough not to notice this instinct and completely froze. They had never had this sort of problem on their hands before and were not only frozen on the ground, but also at a complete loss as for what to do.
Chi-chi had never been a real killer in all her life. She pushed people to their limits and yelled and kicked and screamed about things, but she never had the heart to do anything to ever kill anyone. It just was not in her blood to do so. She could make things very painful for people, but just could not kill them, which in some cases could be just as bad.
Bromios, out of the two sayinjins, was the one who had not been higher ranking and as lazy. Not ever having the pampered life that Kizk had Bromios was keen to pick up on things the other sayinjin would just look over, and it was Bromios who noticed Chi-chi's reluctance to kill them.
That split moment that Chi-chi thought about what to do Bromios reached out with his foot and slammed it against the back of Kizk's knees bending them into an awkward angle and Kizk eyes snapped a stare at Bromios for Bromios still had his arms pinned down with his hands from earlier. Kizk's stare was unbelieving in what Bromios was about to do as Bromios took a half- second's pleasure in seeing the stare. Then with a sickening crack Bromios crushed Kizk's kneecaps with another well-aimed kick.
Kizk screeched in their ears and clawed out at Bromios with his hands, but he did not get up from the floor unable to stand any more.
Bromios took his time from here out. Chi-chi and anyone else in the room stood dumbfounded and could not have lifted a finger if they had wanted to.
Bromios, just out of the reach of Kizk by his legs, lifted a foot and with slow agony smashed each of Kizk's feet. The crunches reminded Bulma of her scrap heap at home being crushed to be recycled and the screams were like scratches in her memory. Although, the sayinjin on the floor would no doubt have done something terrible to her, Bulma could not help feeling a little sad at the cruelty. Bulma, having lived with Vegeta, noticed the prideful glare in the fallen sayainjin's eyes. It was too high to ask for mercy, too high to ask for help, and Bulma for the first time in a long time felt a twinge of a little more of an understanding of Vegeta.
******* Hebe, with a short frustrated flip of the end of her ageing stick, watched as her handy work melted into what it was before: two mouths and a finger.
Goten looked much happier to have his mouth back and was about to start talking it off again when he looked up at his father who was smiling down at him. So instead they merely said nothing to each other.
Yasai glanced at Acacetus. "You own one of the lives. I have given my command over them to these people." She waved at Goku and Vegeta. "But you still have a say in the one's life."
Acacetus was not much of a slave owner, not because he believed it was wrong, he just felt better doing things himself. Most sayinjins believed that the powerful should have power over the weak and Acacetus was no different. "I will tell you what." Acacetus looked down at Trunks still kneeling and recovering from the shock of the whole finger and mouth thing. "We shall play two games, one of my choosing and one of Yasai's choosing since she gave up her command over you. If you win both games by some miracle I will give up my command over you." He then paused for a moment looking thoughtful. "But this does not seem to be quite a fair trade for me. I will get nothing I don't already have if you lose." Another thoughtful pause filtered through the silence. "What have you to bargain with?"
******* By the time Bromios was ready to see Kizk die, there was hardly any life left in him. His blood loss had been immense and he was drifting in and out of life and death. Mumbling words of nothingness. Bromios looked down at his now dying enemy. He had done everything he could think of to kill him as painfully as possible. He was glad the scouter had been destroyed in the fight and the pieces lay scattered on the floor. Kizk had screamed his head off and no one could here him. Another good thing was that the infirmary was sound proof to keep people from hearing the screams of those who were not sleeping during their surgery.
Kizk's eyes began to go milky and staring off looking up and beyond Bromios he coughed some blood, which splattered over his crushed armor. His nerves shaking his chest heaved and his cracked lips sucked in some whistling air. With a soft moan the air fled his body with his soul to leave the empty shell.
Kizk's body fell limp, his head turned, and his dead eyes stared at Chi-chi into the very depths of her soul.
******* "Okay, If they can't power up, then the rest of the sayinjins in the third dimension must be a bunch of pet monkeys, right?"
"Afraid not, Piccolo." Dende looked up the book, "Instead of training their ki, as fighters on Earth do, they train their muscles and body. You should, of all people, understand that there is more than one way to train for a fight."
"So, they can't fly, throw ki blasts of any sort, and yet they could be some trouble?" Piccolo snorted.
"Absolutely."
Gohan found a stubby handled frying pan with a rather large bowl part hanging from one of his mother's racks. Not sure how to turn the stove on, Gohan went outside to start a low fire. He was beginning to think that maybe he should have stayed with fish like Goku use to always cook over a fire when he poured the sloppy egg-mess into the pan. The slop steamed and frizzled in the heat and Gohan was surprised to smell a rather likable meal.
******* Yasai peered into Vegeta's eyes "I plan to go to the coronation, but I most certainly will not be bearing gifts. Well," She paused for a moment. "I will bring instead a few good soldiers."
"You are going to attack one of the most heavy guarded ceremonies on Vegetasai?" Slightly astonished Vegeta asked.
"Do you think I am stupid? Of course not!" Yasai smiled. "I will have to talk to Hemera and Erebus about it and see if they have anything to help out. In the mean time let's go and check upon our guests."
*******
Bardock had decided that he and his squad had it for the evening. They returned to the palace a little upset at not finding anything, but in truth Bardock could have cared less. Filling out the last of the paperwork, signing it in several places saying that he or his squad had found nothing that the King was looking for, Bardock sighed. It was about time he went home and he his thoughts wondered aimlessly to his mate.
*******
Trunks was horrified as his finger began to become part of his very mouth and face. Now he had his hand stuck on his face and his mouth melted shut. His mouth began to lose taste and he sucked air in through his nose. Goten looked panicked in the corner with wide eyes.
"Hebe, you're terrifying our guests. Perhaps you should let them go." The voice didn't seem at all urgent.
The group of sayinjins torturing the two turned and met with Yasai's gaze. Behind her from the darkness of the vine room came two other figures that were very familiar to the captives indeed.
"Muf fahur!" Goten jumped up from the dirt floor and with his greedy hands he reached toward his father. Trunks remained in a kneeling position and pondered what to do with his awkwardly stuck hand.
Goku simply allowed Goten to run to his leg and pull on it and Goku patted his head warmly. Most of the sayinjins in the room were a bit troubled by the display of affection.
*******
Sayinjins are very fast creatures, but Chi-chi was not a slow human and luck at them being tangled in each other was on her side. Quickly, in a smooth motion, she flipped the firearm into her hand and fingered the trigger, without pulling it, pointing in the general direction of the sayinjins. She had lived around fighters all her life and even without ever really needing a gun she still had the fighting instinct to use it. The sayinjins were not dumb enough not to notice this instinct and completely froze. They had never had this sort of problem on their hands before and were not only frozen on the ground, but also at a complete loss as for what to do.
Chi-chi had never been a real killer in all her life. She pushed people to their limits and yelled and kicked and screamed about things, but she never had the heart to do anything to ever kill anyone. It just was not in her blood to do so. She could make things very painful for people, but just could not kill them, which in some cases could be just as bad.
Bromios, out of the two sayinjins, was the one who had not been higher ranking and as lazy. Not ever having the pampered life that Kizk had Bromios was keen to pick up on things the other sayinjin would just look over, and it was Bromios who noticed Chi-chi's reluctance to kill them.
That split moment that Chi-chi thought about what to do Bromios reached out with his foot and slammed it against the back of Kizk's knees bending them into an awkward angle and Kizk eyes snapped a stare at Bromios for Bromios still had his arms pinned down with his hands from earlier. Kizk's stare was unbelieving in what Bromios was about to do as Bromios took a half- second's pleasure in seeing the stare. Then with a sickening crack Bromios crushed Kizk's kneecaps with another well-aimed kick.
Kizk screeched in their ears and clawed out at Bromios with his hands, but he did not get up from the floor unable to stand any more.
Bromios took his time from here out. Chi-chi and anyone else in the room stood dumbfounded and could not have lifted a finger if they had wanted to.
Bromios, just out of the reach of Kizk by his legs, lifted a foot and with slow agony smashed each of Kizk's feet. The crunches reminded Bulma of her scrap heap at home being crushed to be recycled and the screams were like scratches in her memory. Although, the sayinjin on the floor would no doubt have done something terrible to her, Bulma could not help feeling a little sad at the cruelty. Bulma, having lived with Vegeta, noticed the prideful glare in the fallen sayainjin's eyes. It was too high to ask for mercy, too high to ask for help, and Bulma for the first time in a long time felt a twinge of a little more of an understanding of Vegeta.
******* Hebe, with a short frustrated flip of the end of her ageing stick, watched as her handy work melted into what it was before: two mouths and a finger.
Goten looked much happier to have his mouth back and was about to start talking it off again when he looked up at his father who was smiling down at him. So instead they merely said nothing to each other.
Yasai glanced at Acacetus. "You own one of the lives. I have given my command over them to these people." She waved at Goku and Vegeta. "But you still have a say in the one's life."
Acacetus was not much of a slave owner, not because he believed it was wrong, he just felt better doing things himself. Most sayinjins believed that the powerful should have power over the weak and Acacetus was no different. "I will tell you what." Acacetus looked down at Trunks still kneeling and recovering from the shock of the whole finger and mouth thing. "We shall play two games, one of my choosing and one of Yasai's choosing since she gave up her command over you. If you win both games by some miracle I will give up my command over you." He then paused for a moment looking thoughtful. "But this does not seem to be quite a fair trade for me. I will get nothing I don't already have if you lose." Another thoughtful pause filtered through the silence. "What have you to bargain with?"
******* By the time Bromios was ready to see Kizk die, there was hardly any life left in him. His blood loss had been immense and he was drifting in and out of life and death. Mumbling words of nothingness. Bromios looked down at his now dying enemy. He had done everything he could think of to kill him as painfully as possible. He was glad the scouter had been destroyed in the fight and the pieces lay scattered on the floor. Kizk had screamed his head off and no one could here him. Another good thing was that the infirmary was sound proof to keep people from hearing the screams of those who were not sleeping during their surgery.
Kizk's eyes began to go milky and staring off looking up and beyond Bromios he coughed some blood, which splattered over his crushed armor. His nerves shaking his chest heaved and his cracked lips sucked in some whistling air. With a soft moan the air fled his body with his soul to leave the empty shell.
Kizk's body fell limp, his head turned, and his dead eyes stared at Chi-chi into the very depths of her soul.
******* "Okay, If they can't power up, then the rest of the sayinjins in the third dimension must be a bunch of pet monkeys, right?"
"Afraid not, Piccolo." Dende looked up the book, "Instead of training their ki, as fighters on Earth do, they train their muscles and body. You should, of all people, understand that there is more than one way to train for a fight."
"So, they can't fly, throw ki blasts of any sort, and yet they could be some trouble?" Piccolo snorted.
"Absolutely."