A/N: Oh great, I hate ff.net! I updated this story on the 22ed and when I
looked later on to check reviews, the chapter wasn't up! I completely
erased it from my computer to make room for the next chapter too. Oh well.
So now I have to rewrite the chapter when it was good, in my opinion.
Arg. Anyway, today…you meet the saiyan prince over whos fate rests the outcome of the coming battle, Cyram of Vegeta. You get to see what the 7- year-old has been thinking about the revolution, the battle, and his father's sudden and harsh death. Sound like somebody else in DBZ?
Disclaimer: From now on this thing counts on all chapters, and I quote: "I DON'T OWN DRAGONBALL Z!"
Ch 7: The Prince
He stood next to the water in a shady oasis. Nearby were his guards, making sure he didn't make a break for it. In another direction, the rest of the saiyan force partied and did certain other things with human females who'd gone with them willingly. In yet another direction, was two tents. One, a large, lavish, dark green tent, belonged to the leader of the group, Tron. The other, a small, tan colored cloth, was his cell.
He was the crowned prince of the saiyans. His name was Cyram of Vegeta.
For as long as he could remember, he and his father had been respected. As far as he knew, no one had shown any discontentment about their lots in life. But that had changed on the journey to Earth – it was like many had been raised to believe that King Ratiz was evil and had to be destroyed. A group of them had told him, straight to his face, that his father "was a bastard who deserved everything he got." He wondered why Gohan, the man who'd always helped him and his father, who'd always been there for them, who never let anything bad happen, why hadn't he helped this time? Why hadn't he been there?
His common sense told him the answer to that. Because he hadn't known. Oh, he most likely knew that his father was dead and he was here, but he probably didn't realize that the old king hadn't died naturally. He'd been killed, in one of the most terrible ways any saiyan can be killed – starvation. Slow, hateful, painful starvation. Cyram, of course, hadn't been starved. He was, after all, the heir to the saiyan empire.
He also knew why the rebels had picked out that time. They'd been afraid of what Gohan would do to them. As all on the planet knew, Gohan would do anything to help the one who saved his life, and if anyone attempted on the king's life, well…let's just say they wouldn't live to regret it.
And as soon as the saiyan 'god' left for his original home, both he and his father were captured, and as his father was dying with his body, the little boy died within his heart.
For the first time, Cyram allowed tears, of regret, of sadness, of pain and hate, down his face. "Gohan," he whispered. "I know you would never have let this happen…if only you'd been here…"
He turned around after letting the tears die off, and said very harshly to the guards, "Take me back." He resisted the urge to call them various words and glared them in the eyes.
Both grabbed one arm and half dragged, half pushed him to his tent, where they locked him in and stood at the entrance. He sighed and lay himself down. "I might as well rest up," he muttered. "Don't want to be too tired on the last day of my life."
After what seemed like an eternity, the boy slept.
A/N: I know, I know, short chapter, but I hope I conveyed to you Cyram's feelings about this. The next chapter will be longer, I promise!
Oh yeah. By the time I put up the next chapter – whenever that may be – votes WILL BE CLOSED. As of this moment, the leading couple is Videl and Gohan, so if you want anyone else to win, vote now. And I've had votes for someone called 'Uubuu' – who's that? I mean, I've heard that he's the evil reincarnation of Buu and that he was trained by Goku, but that doesn't tell me anything about his personality. Can someone who knows his story e-mail me, please?
By the way, I'm moving my site to Tripod and I need fanfictions. I'm going to ask a few people, but if I don't ask you directly and you want to see your story up, e-mail me with your request, rating, and story (as an attachment!). Please oblige!
And as always, read & review, and enjoy the day!!! -saiyagal
Arg. Anyway, today…you meet the saiyan prince over whos fate rests the outcome of the coming battle, Cyram of Vegeta. You get to see what the 7- year-old has been thinking about the revolution, the battle, and his father's sudden and harsh death. Sound like somebody else in DBZ?
Disclaimer: From now on this thing counts on all chapters, and I quote: "I DON'T OWN DRAGONBALL Z!"
Ch 7: The Prince
He stood next to the water in a shady oasis. Nearby were his guards, making sure he didn't make a break for it. In another direction, the rest of the saiyan force partied and did certain other things with human females who'd gone with them willingly. In yet another direction, was two tents. One, a large, lavish, dark green tent, belonged to the leader of the group, Tron. The other, a small, tan colored cloth, was his cell.
He was the crowned prince of the saiyans. His name was Cyram of Vegeta.
For as long as he could remember, he and his father had been respected. As far as he knew, no one had shown any discontentment about their lots in life. But that had changed on the journey to Earth – it was like many had been raised to believe that King Ratiz was evil and had to be destroyed. A group of them had told him, straight to his face, that his father "was a bastard who deserved everything he got." He wondered why Gohan, the man who'd always helped him and his father, who'd always been there for them, who never let anything bad happen, why hadn't he helped this time? Why hadn't he been there?
His common sense told him the answer to that. Because he hadn't known. Oh, he most likely knew that his father was dead and he was here, but he probably didn't realize that the old king hadn't died naturally. He'd been killed, in one of the most terrible ways any saiyan can be killed – starvation. Slow, hateful, painful starvation. Cyram, of course, hadn't been starved. He was, after all, the heir to the saiyan empire.
He also knew why the rebels had picked out that time. They'd been afraid of what Gohan would do to them. As all on the planet knew, Gohan would do anything to help the one who saved his life, and if anyone attempted on the king's life, well…let's just say they wouldn't live to regret it.
And as soon as the saiyan 'god' left for his original home, both he and his father were captured, and as his father was dying with his body, the little boy died within his heart.
For the first time, Cyram allowed tears, of regret, of sadness, of pain and hate, down his face. "Gohan," he whispered. "I know you would never have let this happen…if only you'd been here…"
He turned around after letting the tears die off, and said very harshly to the guards, "Take me back." He resisted the urge to call them various words and glared them in the eyes.
Both grabbed one arm and half dragged, half pushed him to his tent, where they locked him in and stood at the entrance. He sighed and lay himself down. "I might as well rest up," he muttered. "Don't want to be too tired on the last day of my life."
After what seemed like an eternity, the boy slept.
A/N: I know, I know, short chapter, but I hope I conveyed to you Cyram's feelings about this. The next chapter will be longer, I promise!
Oh yeah. By the time I put up the next chapter – whenever that may be – votes WILL BE CLOSED. As of this moment, the leading couple is Videl and Gohan, so if you want anyone else to win, vote now. And I've had votes for someone called 'Uubuu' – who's that? I mean, I've heard that he's the evil reincarnation of Buu and that he was trained by Goku, but that doesn't tell me anything about his personality. Can someone who knows his story e-mail me, please?
By the way, I'm moving my site to Tripod and I need fanfictions. I'm going to ask a few people, but if I don't ask you directly and you want to see your story up, e-mail me with your request, rating, and story (as an attachment!). Please oblige!
And as always, read & review, and enjoy the day!!! -saiyagal