Note: Here's the next chappie. It's quite disgusting, so close your eyes tight kids and hold on to your Mommy and Daddy.

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            Vegeta stared at the carving for a good five minutes, trying to decipher whether or not it had been an illusion. The carving showed no sign of being able to move, obviously. Vegeta decided to ponder on this later and assume it was real. After taking a long, deep breath, he slowly started to push open the right door.

            Door creaking at the slowness of the push, Vegeta peered into the room. Darkness. The lights had been smashed. He looked up at where the chandelier would be. It was gone.

            He opened the door a tiny bit more so that the light from the hallway would illuminate into the room more. He was about to open it all the way when the thought that there might be an attacker in the room came to him. He decided to give as little evidence he was there as possible. That meant he couldn't use ki light.

            Suddenly, there was a bone shattering crash and the lights from the room he was previously in went out. Vegeta's eyes narrowed. Yep. Someone was definitely here with him. He slowly entered the throne room, making sure his boots made as little noise as possible and his breathing was silent. He stepped on something crunchy. He crushed it more to see if he could recognize the sound. It was glass. So that's where the chandelier went. He stopped so he could try and sense all the things in the room. After doing a bit of searching, he made out the rest of the chandelier right under where it used to be. The rope connecting it to the ceiling had been severed. Hundreds of tables and chairs were overturned. Parts of them were scorched and some were completely missing.

            His focus came back to the center of the room. The outline looked like a body. He sniffed.

            Blood

            He scowled and got into a defensive posture, making his way toward the center of the room.

            He was right in front of it when the backup lights came on.

            Vegeta recoiled back in horror, falling over a chair. It was his father. A puddle of blood was forming under his head and it looked like he had been stabbed over 50 times. His left leg had been disintegrated off, obviously the work of a ki blast. But that wasn't the sick part. He was still alive. His wide eyes shot around the room. They made their way to Vegeta and pierced him with the sickest glare. He was attempting to say something. Vegeta gathered his courage back and went back to listen to what his father had to say.

            "It must be important if the old man had to stay alive through this to say it," he thought, trying to lighten the mood in his mind.

            "What?" he barked, much harsher than he meant to in attempt to keep him alive to say it. "What is it you have to tell me?"

            His father was just about to say it before a ki blast came out of nowhere and stuck his father clean on the head. When the smoke cleared, Vegeta saw the horrible image of his decapitated father.

            A horrible, cruel laughter filled the throne room from the throne.

            "Ah, Vegeta!" a familiar sadistic voice cooed at him. "I guess this makes you King!" He laughed again and snapped his fingers. Hundreds of guards came out with charged weapons.

            Frieza stepped down the stairs (that are in front of the thrones, just so it makes it clear), waving his tail back in forth-in glee.

            "I'll make it simple, Princey. Today, you become part of my empire!" His laughter filled the air again as Vegeta was dragged to the dungeons.

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Sorry it's so short. I had to have a cliffhanger and that was the best place to put it. Please review!