Chapter 2.
Space
Vegeta woke up. He needed a moment to realize what had happened. Enraged he tried to jump up but a burning pain in his head told him not to do so and he could only obey. He wás able to look around. He found himself in a spaceship, his body was connected to four floating orbs of some kind, keeping him firmly in a X-like shape. They were connected to each other with a small wire. From the upper two orbs a line was connected with Vegeta's head. He figured that through that line the shot of pain was given whenever the wires were moved.
A figure emerged from the door. Vegeta recognized him inmediatly. It was the greenhaired punk.
"I see you have woken up, Vegeta," he said, "How nice. Now I can inform you about where we are going and why. Do you have a minute?" He chuckled. "Ofcourse you have. I take it you know Falco, Freeza's son? I see you do. Well, I'm his second in command. Years ago, he swore to brake you, both physically and mentally. And now the time has come to do what he swore. He wíll kill you, you know."
"I'll be out of here before we're there," Vegeta said, smirking and powering up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, the Scalp will only let you power up to a level far below my own. If you go any higher, it will kill you, unless you stop in time."
Feeling the Scalp, as the greenhair named it, shooting pain into his head again, Vegeta stopped powering up.
"Ah, I see you understand. You're mine until we reach Falco. He has given me permission to start your slow death," the greenhair said, grabbing a whip-like device from his belt, "Oh, before I forget, don't even think about doing a ki-attack, the Scalp will be ten times more vicious if you try that. And you've already found out it reacts quite quickly."
He laughed and began his slow and not yet painfull torture. But as the hours passed sweat was stinging Vegeta's bleeding stripes. Vegeta had not yelled once. That this enraged greenhair, he found out because the greenhair began crack the whip harder on his back.
Earth.
"What do you mean, Vegeta's been kidnapped?!" Trunks demanded, "Dad's the toughest fighter in the universe! He can't possibly be kidnapped!"
"Calm down Trunks," Gohan said, "Just watch." He played the tape. ChiChi had been so smart to tape the rewind of the news. Trunks watched in horror, his powerlevel getting higher and higher because of his growing anger.
"How can I calm down?!" he yelled, "They've taken my father! Where's mom? She needs to know this too."
"We've already called her and she's on her way," ChiChi said, "Now please stop pacing back and forth like that Trunks. You can't do anything about it until your mom has figured out where they've gone to."
Sighing, Trunks did what ChiChi said. He was very frustrated. How could a being as powerful as his father be kidnapped that easily? Sure, they had said that the drug had been designed for saiyans, but still. And why had they taken his father? He knew that they wanted to make him pay for something he once did to a friend of theirs. 'So it must be one of the people from one of the planets he has destroyed,' Trunks thought, 'The question is, which one?'
At that moment a buzzing sound snapped him back into reality. His mother had arrived. He ran outside as his mother climbed out of her jet, eyes encircled red by tears. They hugged and looked at each other, the same thought in their minds: 'How are we going to get him back?'
Space
Vegeta woke up. He needed a moment to realize what had happened. Enraged he tried to jump up but a burning pain in his head told him not to do so and he could only obey. He wás able to look around. He found himself in a spaceship, his body was connected to four floating orbs of some kind, keeping him firmly in a X-like shape. They were connected to each other with a small wire. From the upper two orbs a line was connected with Vegeta's head. He figured that through that line the shot of pain was given whenever the wires were moved.
A figure emerged from the door. Vegeta recognized him inmediatly. It was the greenhaired punk.
"I see you have woken up, Vegeta," he said, "How nice. Now I can inform you about where we are going and why. Do you have a minute?" He chuckled. "Ofcourse you have. I take it you know Falco, Freeza's son? I see you do. Well, I'm his second in command. Years ago, he swore to brake you, both physically and mentally. And now the time has come to do what he swore. He wíll kill you, you know."
"I'll be out of here before we're there," Vegeta said, smirking and powering up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, the Scalp will only let you power up to a level far below my own. If you go any higher, it will kill you, unless you stop in time."
Feeling the Scalp, as the greenhair named it, shooting pain into his head again, Vegeta stopped powering up.
"Ah, I see you understand. You're mine until we reach Falco. He has given me permission to start your slow death," the greenhair said, grabbing a whip-like device from his belt, "Oh, before I forget, don't even think about doing a ki-attack, the Scalp will be ten times more vicious if you try that. And you've already found out it reacts quite quickly."
He laughed and began his slow and not yet painfull torture. But as the hours passed sweat was stinging Vegeta's bleeding stripes. Vegeta had not yelled once. That this enraged greenhair, he found out because the greenhair began crack the whip harder on his back.
Earth.
"What do you mean, Vegeta's been kidnapped?!" Trunks demanded, "Dad's the toughest fighter in the universe! He can't possibly be kidnapped!"
"Calm down Trunks," Gohan said, "Just watch." He played the tape. ChiChi had been so smart to tape the rewind of the news. Trunks watched in horror, his powerlevel getting higher and higher because of his growing anger.
"How can I calm down?!" he yelled, "They've taken my father! Where's mom? She needs to know this too."
"We've already called her and she's on her way," ChiChi said, "Now please stop pacing back and forth like that Trunks. You can't do anything about it until your mom has figured out where they've gone to."
Sighing, Trunks did what ChiChi said. He was very frustrated. How could a being as powerful as his father be kidnapped that easily? Sure, they had said that the drug had been designed for saiyans, but still. And why had they taken his father? He knew that they wanted to make him pay for something he once did to a friend of theirs. 'So it must be one of the people from one of the planets he has destroyed,' Trunks thought, 'The question is, which one?'
At that moment a buzzing sound snapped him back into reality. His mother had arrived. He ran outside as his mother climbed out of her jet, eyes encircled red by tears. They hugged and looked at each other, the same thought in their minds: 'How are we going to get him back?'