Vegeta's diary
Chapter 1

We arrived at half past twenty-four in Vegetasei time. The port was filled with Freeza's soldiers. Freeza was a pirate, clearing planets of their people and selling them for good money. He had forced father to make the saiyans work for him. All the windows were covered. Something was suspicious.

They led me to the waiting room, basically a big empty one. Though I've never been on a mission, I knew the port like my hand. Even the secret passageways I made/found. I waited for what seemed like eternity. Not one familiar soldier was around. Nappa was not there either. Then Freeza came in. He came in with head high (as if it wasn't high enough, I was like in this planet's currents, a meter and twenty five centis. Yeah, yeah I'm short!) So anyway he was smirking real proud. I wanted to wipe that smirk off badly. He stunk off evil and blood too.

"Where are my parents?"

"You'll be staying with me from now on, kid." There wasn't anything in the UNIVERSE that could have made me do that. Not even mother. And she could make me and dad do practically anything.

"WHAT? I want to see my parents! Let me talk to them!" If I had to beg, then so be it!

"I'm afraid that's not possible." His smirk widened, almost into a smile. "You see a meteor crashed into your planet killing everyone, but you you're bodyguard, and a third class sayian, who was on a mission."

I stood there frozen. Each word he said was like a dagger I was unable to dodge. Hot tears left my eyes and rolled down my cold cheeks.

"And since you'll be living with me, I'll tell you lesson number one. Never cry. Emotions are for the weak." The last words were barely whispers. Next thing I knew he had hit me in the stomach. He had to crouch to be able to hit me. ^^' I couldn't breathe. He smirked even more.

" Make sure to take notes, kid." With that he threw me against the wall. I was on my knees, trying desperately to breathe. After a few minutes I snapped. I charged at him. I tried to punch the scum, but he was too strong. He must have had a ki of 12.000.000!!! He squeezed my fist until the white glove turned to red and I saw blood drip out of it. My blood. Slowly he started it to twist my hand into an unnatural shape. His tail slowly waving as if it was my last moment in this dimension. Let me explain that to you, journal. This is the dimension of living and the one connected to it is the dimension of the dead. Obviously, where dead people go. But back to the story.

The pain was unbearable, but I didn't scream. My pride would never let me do so. The next moments are, but a blur. The beating I've tried to erase from the slot in our mind were we keep our memories. I was slammed against the wall. I hit the ground hard. I didn't, no, couldn't move. I felt my tears mix with my blood. I remembered the family portrait mom had on her night desk. I saw it fall and shatter before my eyes.

"Welcome to MY world, kid."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I've done it! The second chapter of my life! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I'm so happy!