"Vegeta! Get that other monkey, Gohan now!" Freiza almost screamed when
he found out what Gohan had done to his pod. The Saiyian snickered as he
walked down the corridors of Freiza's ship, moving ever closer to the hated
halfling. It wasn't just the fact that Kakkarott had mated with a HUMAN of
all species out there and the result was on this ship, it was also a sore
spot for him that Gohan was stronger and Freiza usually favored him more.
"Gohan! Lord Freiza wants you. Considering his current disposition, I'll be prince of Saiyians in no time at all. Heh." Gohan opened the door to his room and looked at Vegeta. His cold, dark eyes locked with Vegeta's , making him quake in his boots.
"We'll see Vegeta, we'll see. Somehow, I doubt that Freiza will do much to me, I'm to valuable of a soldier to lose." Gohan sneered as he ran a hand through his short black hair, tail swishing behind him impudently. Gohan had been Freiza's solder for almost as long as he could remember. He spent most all of his life training and killing. Due to his unique genetic makeup, Gohan was extraordinarily strong, he had recently ascended to Super Saiyian, making him none other then Freiza's favorite soldier, and favored pet, much to the other soldiers chagrin.
"Gohan, you worthless monkey! I swear, I should kill you this time, strong or not, you destroyed my favorite pod and killed nearly all of the Ginyu Force in the act!" Freiza bellowed in rage. Gohan pulled a look of sympathy, but Vegeta could see through that as easy as the scouters allowed them to scan for power sources.
"But Lord, Freiza," Gohan said humbly, "What about the sympathy for the Saiyian race, there is only three of us left you know, well, four if you count my cowardly father. King Cold would be very angry with you if you killed one of the last remaining Saiyians before there time, especially one as powerful as me." Freiza forced a smile. Damn him, I taught that monkey to well.
"Gohan, I'm not going to kill you," He said slyly, "I'm going to send you on a little trip." Before Gohan could react, Freiza shot a ki beam at his head, not strong enough to kill him, just enough to knock him out for a bit.
Gohan slowly regained consciousness about an hour later. He immediately realized that he was in strapped into a pod, no, not strapped in, he thought, tied up like nothing more then a mere slave.
"Oh Gohan dear," He heard Freiza say in a sickly sweet voice, "How do you like my little arrangement for you? I do hope you like it, you're going to be like this for quite some time. Right now, I've set this pod on a course for a star, not that far away, but far enough to make it look like you lost control of your pod and went to close to the star. You're going to have a nap very soon, but don't worry, I'll give you a wake up call when you get close to the star so you can feel it's heat melt your pod, and then you. Hee hee. Have a nice trip." The connection broke off as Gohan felt his pod accelerate.
"Bastard." He said though gritted teeth. He couldn't do a single thing to stop what Freiza had done as he already felt his body slowing down and becoming immensely tired. Unable to stay awake trying to think of a way out of this, Gohan's eyes fell closed as if on command, in a matter of seconds, he was in a deep sleep that he wouldn't awake from until it was too late.
"Gohan! Lord Freiza wants you. Considering his current disposition, I'll be prince of Saiyians in no time at all. Heh." Gohan opened the door to his room and looked at Vegeta. His cold, dark eyes locked with Vegeta's , making him quake in his boots.
"We'll see Vegeta, we'll see. Somehow, I doubt that Freiza will do much to me, I'm to valuable of a soldier to lose." Gohan sneered as he ran a hand through his short black hair, tail swishing behind him impudently. Gohan had been Freiza's solder for almost as long as he could remember. He spent most all of his life training and killing. Due to his unique genetic makeup, Gohan was extraordinarily strong, he had recently ascended to Super Saiyian, making him none other then Freiza's favorite soldier, and favored pet, much to the other soldiers chagrin.
"Gohan, you worthless monkey! I swear, I should kill you this time, strong or not, you destroyed my favorite pod and killed nearly all of the Ginyu Force in the act!" Freiza bellowed in rage. Gohan pulled a look of sympathy, but Vegeta could see through that as easy as the scouters allowed them to scan for power sources.
"But Lord, Freiza," Gohan said humbly, "What about the sympathy for the Saiyian race, there is only three of us left you know, well, four if you count my cowardly father. King Cold would be very angry with you if you killed one of the last remaining Saiyians before there time, especially one as powerful as me." Freiza forced a smile. Damn him, I taught that monkey to well.
"Gohan, I'm not going to kill you," He said slyly, "I'm going to send you on a little trip." Before Gohan could react, Freiza shot a ki beam at his head, not strong enough to kill him, just enough to knock him out for a bit.
Gohan slowly regained consciousness about an hour later. He immediately realized that he was in strapped into a pod, no, not strapped in, he thought, tied up like nothing more then a mere slave.
"Oh Gohan dear," He heard Freiza say in a sickly sweet voice, "How do you like my little arrangement for you? I do hope you like it, you're going to be like this for quite some time. Right now, I've set this pod on a course for a star, not that far away, but far enough to make it look like you lost control of your pod and went to close to the star. You're going to have a nap very soon, but don't worry, I'll give you a wake up call when you get close to the star so you can feel it's heat melt your pod, and then you. Hee hee. Have a nice trip." The connection broke off as Gohan felt his pod accelerate.
"Bastard." He said though gritted teeth. He couldn't do a single thing to stop what Freiza had done as he already felt his body slowing down and becoming immensely tired. Unable to stay awake trying to think of a way out of this, Gohan's eyes fell closed as if on command, in a matter of seconds, he was in a deep sleep that he wouldn't awake from until it was too late.