Zarbon went to the communications room and contacted Vejita. Frieza made
his appearance with a devious grin on his sinister face.
"I am impressed. I did not think that you could do what you said that you could do. Zarbon, you will receive anything you fancy and my full trust from now on. Vejita, as I promised, the Saiyan race will be left alone. You are dismissed," Frieza commented.
Vegeta looked down and saw that the princess was starting to stir. She tried to get up but found out that she could not.
"When did this happen??" she asked holding up her wrists.
"When you were asleep in my lap. Frieza came in and chained you," Vegeta replied.
Vegeta started to think of an escape plan for Serena's sake. The sight of cuffs and chains on the girl just brings him to tears. Frieza's minions walked into the cell. They went over to the princess and dragged her out of the cell. Vegeta worried what they were going to do to her. One of the minions hit Vegeta over the head, almost knocking him out, for mere pleasure. Next, they hauled him out of the cell. Serena could see where they were taking Vegeta: to the torture room. She could hear him scream, but curses not pain, all the way down to wherever they taking him.
"Please to have you make your beautiful appearance," Frieza welcomed.
He walked up to her and ran his fingers through her hair, and looked in her eyes.
"Vegeta should be happy and very grateful at the beautiful girl that he is to marry. You have such beautiful eyes, they look like sapphires and they sparkle like them too. Your hair is the color of the sky with the sliver clouds. You have the perfect figure small but powerful. Your hair is soft and silky smooth. Your skin is pale but soft and strong. You have a beautiful tail and it matches your hair. I am truly captivated by your looks and most of all, your hair," Frieza ranted.
He walked off to the corner of the room. Then he turned and walked back towards her. He pulls out a dagger from behind his back. He runs the blade across her neck.
"Listen to me, if you struggle, the length will be shorter. So, be still for your sake," he threatened.
Tears started to fall down her cheeks. She closed her eyes as she felt the weight of her hair lighten. Frieza walked around to face her. He pointed to a mirror and she subconsciously looked at her reflection. Her hair barely touched her shoulders when it used to be down to her knees. She felt and heard the chains from her wrists and ankles fall to the ground. She smashed the mirror and cut her hand very badly.
"You are free to roam to palace, but when I call you, come immediately back. Understood?" Frieza said. "Oh, since your hair is short, it is a trademark that you cannot go home until it has grown back and it also means that you belong to me!"
She took advantage of what Frieza offered. She roamed the palace and found some things that would be useful. She took a shower and to her liking. She found a key, and pocketed it. She then found a room with all sorts of technological objects. She, being a cattish Saiyan, was curious about these new instruments. Messed with some of them, she found movies, and a whole lot of other neat and amusing projects. As she walked away from the main panel, her tail hit a button; the button activated a recording of the plans to capture them. She fell to the floor, crying. Unknown to her, a solider walked by and witnessed what she was doing. He ran as fast as he could to tell Frieza.
"I am impressed. I did not think that you could do what you said that you could do. Zarbon, you will receive anything you fancy and my full trust from now on. Vejita, as I promised, the Saiyan race will be left alone. You are dismissed," Frieza commented.
Vegeta looked down and saw that the princess was starting to stir. She tried to get up but found out that she could not.
"When did this happen??" she asked holding up her wrists.
"When you were asleep in my lap. Frieza came in and chained you," Vegeta replied.
Vegeta started to think of an escape plan for Serena's sake. The sight of cuffs and chains on the girl just brings him to tears. Frieza's minions walked into the cell. They went over to the princess and dragged her out of the cell. Vegeta worried what they were going to do to her. One of the minions hit Vegeta over the head, almost knocking him out, for mere pleasure. Next, they hauled him out of the cell. Serena could see where they were taking Vegeta: to the torture room. She could hear him scream, but curses not pain, all the way down to wherever they taking him.
"Please to have you make your beautiful appearance," Frieza welcomed.
He walked up to her and ran his fingers through her hair, and looked in her eyes.
"Vegeta should be happy and very grateful at the beautiful girl that he is to marry. You have such beautiful eyes, they look like sapphires and they sparkle like them too. Your hair is the color of the sky with the sliver clouds. You have the perfect figure small but powerful. Your hair is soft and silky smooth. Your skin is pale but soft and strong. You have a beautiful tail and it matches your hair. I am truly captivated by your looks and most of all, your hair," Frieza ranted.
He walked off to the corner of the room. Then he turned and walked back towards her. He pulls out a dagger from behind his back. He runs the blade across her neck.
"Listen to me, if you struggle, the length will be shorter. So, be still for your sake," he threatened.
Tears started to fall down her cheeks. She closed her eyes as she felt the weight of her hair lighten. Frieza walked around to face her. He pointed to a mirror and she subconsciously looked at her reflection. Her hair barely touched her shoulders when it used to be down to her knees. She felt and heard the chains from her wrists and ankles fall to the ground. She smashed the mirror and cut her hand very badly.
"You are free to roam to palace, but when I call you, come immediately back. Understood?" Frieza said. "Oh, since your hair is short, it is a trademark that you cannot go home until it has grown back and it also means that you belong to me!"
She took advantage of what Frieza offered. She roamed the palace and found some things that would be useful. She took a shower and to her liking. She found a key, and pocketed it. She then found a room with all sorts of technological objects. She, being a cattish Saiyan, was curious about these new instruments. Messed with some of them, she found movies, and a whole lot of other neat and amusing projects. As she walked away from the main panel, her tail hit a button; the button activated a recording of the plans to capture them. She fell to the floor, crying. Unknown to her, a solider walked by and witnessed what she was doing. He ran as fast as he could to tell Frieza.