.To trust again:::…
Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ Vegeta was pushed in the back as the strange alien urged him into the large room. He stumbled on his feet but recovered soon enough to hear a soft chuckling from the other side of the room. With a deep frown Vegeta turned around, already opening his mouth and taking a deep breath to bombard whoever dared to capture him. But all this was lost as soon as he caught a glimpse of his captor, his eyes bulged and all thoughts disappeared from his mind as he could only stare in shock at the creature in front of him, which only laughed at it's prisoners' terror _.-+†+-._
Chapter 9 ~~ A new goal
Vegeta froze as he looked at the all too familiar face in front of him, mocking him like so many times before. "well, aren't you going to bow down to me? It is the polite thing to do when facing one's master. But oh well, what can you expect…from a monkey." The alien chuckled at his extremely unoriginal joke and made a small gesture with his hands, a second later Vegeta was roughly forced on his knees, incapable of doing anything except stare in shock at the creature sitting on his large throne. "haha, I see that our little prince is at a loss for words, this should be a first I think." He spoke and stood up, ordering the guards to leave the room as he slowly approached his prisoner.
"You..you're dead.." Vegeta exclaimed, unable to think straight as his most feared opponent stood just a couple of feet away. The heavy doors closed with a loud bang, echoing for a few seconds before leaving the two in utter silence as Freeza stepped closer. But Vegeta didn't notice, the very creature responsible for all the torture in his life, every little thing he had seemed to cause. The relief had been incredible as he'd heard of his demise just a year ago, but facing that same horror again was too terrifying to imagine, all his hopes for a free life down the drain like it was nothing at all, it left him helpless against the same threat.
The only sound that could possibly be heard where Vegeta's sharp intakes of breath, accompanied by the soft tapping of Freeza's feet against the hard floor. The pink and white lizard stopped in front of Vegeta, hovering over him with a cruel smirk but the prince failed to look up, even as a powerful blow was delivered to his face, sending him scattering across the floor, he didn't react. He merely groaned as he crashed into the wall with an incredible force, able to crack anyone's head. Anyone except for a Sayian prince that is and he slowly got to his feet with only slight difficulty, staring intently at the creature in front of him.
Freeza just stared back, the look of pleasure and malice still plastered on his face as he suddenly disappeared. Vegeta blinked but unable to react as a knee was forced into his stomach, quickly followed by a fist connecting with his jaw, causing him to crash into the same wall again. He didn't fall though as he let out a painful moan, slowly opening his eyes, not surprised to see that cruel face just a few feet away. Vegeta growled at him, that punch had felt a lot harder than usual. But as he took the opportunity to get a good look of Freeza, he noticed that the alien didn't look like he remembered, metal plates partly covered his body, making him look even stranger with the white, purple, metal mix. Vegeta smirked slightly, the fact that a third class Sayian had managed to do this to Freeza was for some reason amusing to him.
"what are you smiling at!" a slightly confused Freeza demanded, only getting a grin in return. This angered him and he got ready to send another attack Vegeta's way to wipe that smirk off his face.
Hours passed as it became clear to Vegeta that he was no match for Freeza, he coughed and watched as dark red blood began to encircle him, spilling onto the floor creating a large puddle. Vegeta sat on all fours watching it grow larger, his vision slightly blurry when the surface was suddenly rippled as Freeza stepped in it as if he had done nothing else his entire life, which could very well be true Vegeta thought before he got up on shaky legs, standing as straight as possible and ready to meet whatever was in store for him with open eyes.
"Sayians and their damn pride." Freeza muttered and sent his metal fist towards the proud prisoner, not stopping until there was nothing left of him.
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Bulma stood on her balcony in the middle of the night, watching the stars with sad eyes. The dreadful feeling in her stomach had still to fade away and it was driving her crazy. She felt so responsible for Vegeta leaving, she just knew he was in some sort of trouble and despite her efforts to tell herself otherwise, the feelings continued to haunt her. With a small sigh she looked down, leaning with her elbows on the edge of the balcony, it was all her fault, why did she have to snap like that, why did she have to get her stupid revenge… Her vision blurred slightly as a lone tear ran down her face, falling into the darkness never to be seen again.
-(~~*~~)-
A small trail of blood trickled down Vegeta's face as he painfully opened his eyes only to realize he was back in the small cell. He wasn't sure how long he'd been there, he had lost consciousness after another hour or so with Freeza who certainly hadn't been holding back, his entire body felt like it was on fire. He closed his eyes again in an attempt to distract himself as a groan escaped from his lips, he still couldn't believe Freeza was actually back, just the thought of it made his head spin. He wondered how he had survived though, Goku had managed to become a super sayian. Could it be that even if he achieved his goal, he still wouldn't be able to kill him? This thought made Vegeta's stomach churn, all his hard work would be in vain, a lifetime of training all for nothing…
Vegeta snarled and shook his head to rid himself of that thought, ignoring the stinging pain in his skull as he did so. He had to concentrate on a way to get out, there must be a possibility to escape the giant lizard in order to gain strength, he thought. This brought back memories of his youth though, memories of a small boy trying to escape, memories of the consequences, memories he didn't want to dig up. But it was no use as he felt every muscle in his body tighten at the incredible anger which flowed from those memories. They also brought something else with them, something Vegeta denied to have, an incredible sadness.
He already knew what would follow, the next thought to cross his mind was recent and he didn't want to remember, it would surely drive him over the edge of sanity which was already so close. With determination still fresh he pushed it all down again, which was becoming increasingly difficult as the years, days and even hours passed by. He felt as if his head was about to burst from the strain, the millions of thoughts seemed to have only one purpose, to drive him crazy and he could already felt it tugging at his mind. More than eager to swallow him whole.
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma sat on the small couch in her room, remembering how she had laid there with Vegeta just a couple of days ago, it already seemed much longer than that. She cursed herself as more tears escaped her hold, how was she ever going to get her life straightened out again? She couldn't continue living like this, worry, sadness and anger always on her mind. This couldn't continue, se thought and mindlessly plucked at the furry blanket draped over the seat, she couldn't continue her life without Vegeta.. She took a deep breath and looked down, biting her bottom lip to stop it from quivering.
Okay, she thought sadly in an attempt to line up her possibilities. 1, Vegeta is alright and I'm just overreacting…not a possibility. 2, Vegeta will come back to me on his own. But judging on her intuition, this wasn't an option either, it told her something was very wrong. Bulma continued; 3, I live my life continuing to worry about him, also, not happening. This only left her with one option, it scared her a little but she knew it was her only choice. With that in mind she got up with a new found energy, a new goal in her life and she wasn't about to let it pass. She got up and rushed through the hall, earning surprised looks from everyone she passed on her way to her private lab. It was the first time in days they had seen her in such a good mood and it made them wonder exactly what had gotten into the girl, and Bulma was the only one that knew.
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Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ Vegeta was pushed in the back as the strange alien urged him into the large room. He stumbled on his feet but recovered soon enough to hear a soft chuckling from the other side of the room. With a deep frown Vegeta turned around, already opening his mouth and taking a deep breath to bombard whoever dared to capture him. But all this was lost as soon as he caught a glimpse of his captor, his eyes bulged and all thoughts disappeared from his mind as he could only stare in shock at the creature in front of him, which only laughed at it's prisoners' terror _.-+†+-._
Chapter 9 ~~ A new goal
Vegeta froze as he looked at the all too familiar face in front of him, mocking him like so many times before. "well, aren't you going to bow down to me? It is the polite thing to do when facing one's master. But oh well, what can you expect…from a monkey." The alien chuckled at his extremely unoriginal joke and made a small gesture with his hands, a second later Vegeta was roughly forced on his knees, incapable of doing anything except stare in shock at the creature sitting on his large throne. "haha, I see that our little prince is at a loss for words, this should be a first I think." He spoke and stood up, ordering the guards to leave the room as he slowly approached his prisoner.
"You..you're dead.." Vegeta exclaimed, unable to think straight as his most feared opponent stood just a couple of feet away. The heavy doors closed with a loud bang, echoing for a few seconds before leaving the two in utter silence as Freeza stepped closer. But Vegeta didn't notice, the very creature responsible for all the torture in his life, every little thing he had seemed to cause. The relief had been incredible as he'd heard of his demise just a year ago, but facing that same horror again was too terrifying to imagine, all his hopes for a free life down the drain like it was nothing at all, it left him helpless against the same threat.
The only sound that could possibly be heard where Vegeta's sharp intakes of breath, accompanied by the soft tapping of Freeza's feet against the hard floor. The pink and white lizard stopped in front of Vegeta, hovering over him with a cruel smirk but the prince failed to look up, even as a powerful blow was delivered to his face, sending him scattering across the floor, he didn't react. He merely groaned as he crashed into the wall with an incredible force, able to crack anyone's head. Anyone except for a Sayian prince that is and he slowly got to his feet with only slight difficulty, staring intently at the creature in front of him.
Freeza just stared back, the look of pleasure and malice still plastered on his face as he suddenly disappeared. Vegeta blinked but unable to react as a knee was forced into his stomach, quickly followed by a fist connecting with his jaw, causing him to crash into the same wall again. He didn't fall though as he let out a painful moan, slowly opening his eyes, not surprised to see that cruel face just a few feet away. Vegeta growled at him, that punch had felt a lot harder than usual. But as he took the opportunity to get a good look of Freeza, he noticed that the alien didn't look like he remembered, metal plates partly covered his body, making him look even stranger with the white, purple, metal mix. Vegeta smirked slightly, the fact that a third class Sayian had managed to do this to Freeza was for some reason amusing to him.
"what are you smiling at!" a slightly confused Freeza demanded, only getting a grin in return. This angered him and he got ready to send another attack Vegeta's way to wipe that smirk off his face.
Hours passed as it became clear to Vegeta that he was no match for Freeza, he coughed and watched as dark red blood began to encircle him, spilling onto the floor creating a large puddle. Vegeta sat on all fours watching it grow larger, his vision slightly blurry when the surface was suddenly rippled as Freeza stepped in it as if he had done nothing else his entire life, which could very well be true Vegeta thought before he got up on shaky legs, standing as straight as possible and ready to meet whatever was in store for him with open eyes.
"Sayians and their damn pride." Freeza muttered and sent his metal fist towards the proud prisoner, not stopping until there was nothing left of him.
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma stood on her balcony in the middle of the night, watching the stars with sad eyes. The dreadful feeling in her stomach had still to fade away and it was driving her crazy. She felt so responsible for Vegeta leaving, she just knew he was in some sort of trouble and despite her efforts to tell herself otherwise, the feelings continued to haunt her. With a small sigh she looked down, leaning with her elbows on the edge of the balcony, it was all her fault, why did she have to snap like that, why did she have to get her stupid revenge… Her vision blurred slightly as a lone tear ran down her face, falling into the darkness never to be seen again.
-(~~*~~)-
A small trail of blood trickled down Vegeta's face as he painfully opened his eyes only to realize he was back in the small cell. He wasn't sure how long he'd been there, he had lost consciousness after another hour or so with Freeza who certainly hadn't been holding back, his entire body felt like it was on fire. He closed his eyes again in an attempt to distract himself as a groan escaped from his lips, he still couldn't believe Freeza was actually back, just the thought of it made his head spin. He wondered how he had survived though, Goku had managed to become a super sayian. Could it be that even if he achieved his goal, he still wouldn't be able to kill him? This thought made Vegeta's stomach churn, all his hard work would be in vain, a lifetime of training all for nothing…
Vegeta snarled and shook his head to rid himself of that thought, ignoring the stinging pain in his skull as he did so. He had to concentrate on a way to get out, there must be a possibility to escape the giant lizard in order to gain strength, he thought. This brought back memories of his youth though, memories of a small boy trying to escape, memories of the consequences, memories he didn't want to dig up. But it was no use as he felt every muscle in his body tighten at the incredible anger which flowed from those memories. They also brought something else with them, something Vegeta denied to have, an incredible sadness.
He already knew what would follow, the next thought to cross his mind was recent and he didn't want to remember, it would surely drive him over the edge of sanity which was already so close. With determination still fresh he pushed it all down again, which was becoming increasingly difficult as the years, days and even hours passed by. He felt as if his head was about to burst from the strain, the millions of thoughts seemed to have only one purpose, to drive him crazy and he could already felt it tugging at his mind. More than eager to swallow him whole.
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma sat on the small couch in her room, remembering how she had laid there with Vegeta just a couple of days ago, it already seemed much longer than that. She cursed herself as more tears escaped her hold, how was she ever going to get her life straightened out again? She couldn't continue living like this, worry, sadness and anger always on her mind. This couldn't continue, se thought and mindlessly plucked at the furry blanket draped over the seat, she couldn't continue her life without Vegeta.. She took a deep breath and looked down, biting her bottom lip to stop it from quivering.
Okay, she thought sadly in an attempt to line up her possibilities. 1, Vegeta is alright and I'm just overreacting…not a possibility. 2, Vegeta will come back to me on his own. But judging on her intuition, this wasn't an option either, it told her something was very wrong. Bulma continued; 3, I live my life continuing to worry about him, also, not happening. This only left her with one option, it scared her a little but she knew it was her only choice. With that in mind she got up with a new found energy, a new goal in her life and she wasn't about to let it pass. She got up and rushed through the hall, earning surprised looks from everyone she passed on her way to her private lab. It was the first time in days they had seen her in such a good mood and it made them wonder exactly what had gotten into the girl, and Bulma was the only one that knew.
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