"Drink." The Quet said roughly shoving a small bowl with greenish gray goop
towards the princess.
"What'll this do?" Vegeta asked hoarsely. She took the bowl and stared at it warily.
"It will allow you to be able to survive without becoming attached to hell for 24 hours. After that time is up then you'll die and stay there even if you're supposed to go to heaven - and I doubt you've got any reservations for up there." The dragon-creature snarled. "Now drink it!"
Vegeta sighed before drinking the disgusting liquid. The gunk burned her throat and left an acidic taste in her mouth which also tasted sort of like burnt rubber. "Oh yummy reminds me of my ol' great great grandmother's cooking." She said sarcastically.
"Are you sure you want to go through this?!" Goku hissed in to the princess ear. "They'll kill me as soon as they shove you into hell." A navy blue dragon thing shoved a pitchfork behind their backs and led them down toward a lake of fire.
"No they won't. I gave them a reason not to do so, 'cause if I ever do become Queen of Hell then I can damn them to the worst places down there." Vegeta said lamely. "That and the fact that I'll kill them -again - when they finally go down there."
"But - "
Vegeta cut him off, "Kakarrot, I want to have a moment of peace before I meet Satan, so shut the hell up." She growled.
"Sorry." Goku said quietly. The Quet shoved them into a small dark and damp cell. The ceiling was low so you couldn't stand and the space would've really just suited one person.
"You know its kinda funny." The saiyan princess said with amusement, "Ever since I've been in Frieza's army all I wanted to do was drop dead one day. But now here I am on the verge of dying and suddenly I don't want to die." Vegeta laughed sourly.
Kakarrot stared at her incredulously, "How in the world can you laugh and make up jokes at a time like this?! You're about to be thrown into hell for goodness sakes!" he said in disbelief.
"Sorry, but I've always been poking fun at things that can harm or even kill me. This time is no exception." Vegeta said with a sigh, "That's the saiyan way. We are to fear nothing, which is a laugh, everyone's afraid of something and at this moment I'm afraid to die. That's why most of us poke fun of things we fear, to try and make them seem less fearful." She shrugged.
"Oh, so does that me that your were always afraid of Ms. Napperknocker the scary old history teacher?" Goku asked slyly. He received a cuff on the head.
"I wasn't afraid of her! I just. . . . she was weird!" Vegeta snapped. She crossed her arms, "Did you ever get those permanent records?" she asked curiously.
Goku smirked, "Yup. Your record said that you were a juvenile delinquent, a rebel without a cause who would one day turn into a major crime lord. So they asked the cops to watch you when you got out of school. Oh that and the fact that they fired Mr. Havenbrook because they thought he had a crush on you." he said solemnly.
The princess grinned evilly, "Juvenile delinquent. Crime lord. Hhhhmmm . . . . . I never thought I'd reach that stature. A lazy bum but I never thought of being a crime lord. . . How about you?"
"I am a nice caring kid, who is very compassionate and has a liking for bad girls, you, but will not turn into a crime lord. I'm a bit stupid and only goodness-knows-what got me past that first exam of the year."
Vegeta hid a smile behind her hand. "Interesting. I guess this concludes my theory." She said with a snicker.
"Oh, really?" Goku asked warily, "And pray tell us what this 'theory' is?"
The woman smirked, "Oh. . . . just the fact that there ain't much room for smarts in the strongest person's brain." She declared.
"WHAT!? Hey that ain't fair! I studied hard!" he exclaimed.
"Oh really? So what were you studying? The difference between a jelly donut and a cream donut?" Vegeta said guffawing. "You smart?! Yeah right, when hell freezes over!!" she laughed.
Goku crossed his arms, "Oh yeah?! Why don't you tell me about it when you get there?!?!" he said furiously.
Vegeta stopped laughing, she looked down and began to sulk. "Yeah, I'll send you a letter." She said tonelessly.
"I. . . Oh man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean - I forgot - "
"That I was about to be tossed down into the fiery pits of hell? Forget it, nobody can remember everything." She turned her back away from him and hugged her knees to her. "I'm afraid to die." she whispered.
Kakarrot wrapped his arms around the princess and buried his head into her hair, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He whispered hoarsely. "I've been dead before. Trust me it'll be okay."
"You aren't being sent to hell." She pointed out painfully. "Alive." She added.
"We'll work out something." He said quietly.
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Vrone walked down the halls like a zombie. He just walked around aimlessly as if he were in an inescapable trance. The boy went outside and sat under a tree, his eyes were red and puffy from crying, his heart broken from the not knowing. . . .not knowing about his mother. He recalled how much she wanted him to know things so as not to be left behind.
"One thing that can really kill you is never knowing enough. That's why I'm making you learn all this junk about math and computers!" Vegeta says.
"But mom! All this stuff is so booooooring!!!! Just think of all the time that is being wasted by sitting around reading! I could be training now to be the greatest warrior in the whole UNIVERSE!!!" Vrone protests.
Vegeta rolls her eyes and grabs her son by the shoulder. "First things first! Now memorize and learn all 50, 000 elements in Quadrant Oma then the 500 elements in Quadrant Swqua. Then if you finish fast enough I'll let you play that weird space game of yours."
The 2 year old sighs in defeat, "All right mom. I'll do it."
Vrone got up and flew over to a mesa in that middle of a desert. It was so hard to deal with the loss. Sometimes he'd start having nightmares about dragon-things that kept hurting his mother, that wanted to kill her. He'd feel the horrible seeping pain that his mother felt every time the thorned whip lashed her skin, every time the metal rod smashed against her face. Vrone desperately clinged on to what memories he once had of her.
"Mom?"
Vegeta turns from the info-screen, "What now brat?" she asks. Brat was now Vrone's official nickname.
Vrone looks down at his shoes and gulps. "Well. . . there's. . . I. . . M friendhasthiscrushonthisgirlandhewantshertonoticehimbutshethinkshe' too young. So I - my friend wants to know what to do to get noticed so she'll notice me - my friend, Frock." He says hurriedly.
Vegeta turns back to the monitor and starts typing. "How much older is this girl than Frock?"
"Eight years. . . . ."
"Don't even try Vrone. Aneka Sabermoon has had a lot more years than you. Besides she won't be interested in an 8 year old like you." she says placidly. *Type* * Type* * Type*
Vrone looks down and sighs, "I knew it. Mom how come I'm the only kid on this ship?" he asks already knowing the answer.
"Because Frieza thinks you are his son. So keep him thinking that way if you want to live." *Type* *Type* * Type*
Vrone walks over to the bed and flops down on it. "I hate living here. I hate the food. I hate the small rooms. I hate the other people. I hate not having someone my own age around. And I hate you-know-who." He grumbles. You-know-who is Frieza.
The princess nodded, "Same. Mostly I hate the food, though. I swear on the goddess's sword that I saw something moving around in my plate yesterday, probably a serk about the same size as one anyhow." *Type* * Type* *Click* *Beep* .
"Will we ever get out of this hole?" Vrone asks. He looks out the circular window in despair. Stars glimmer and seem to urge him to come to them.
Vegeta walks over to the bed and sits next to her son. "I promise we will. Okay? You won't have to live in this hell hole longer than is necessary, I swear. We'll get out of here." she says. She stares out the window too and wonders aloud which star will be their new home.
Vrone sighed, it was already night time now. He looked up and wondered what star would be his home.
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"Out now!" A quet named Sebys growled.
Vegeta crawled out from the tiny cell first followed by Goku. "Throwing me in soon eh?" Vegeta grunted.
Sebys ignored her remark completely but started tying her arms up with a thorned vine. He pulled it three times to make sure that the thorns cut into her skin. "Good. Now as for your boyfriend - he's gonna be freed, as you requested." He said gruffly.
"Where?" She asked hoarsely.
Sebys shuddered, "Up there. In the . . . . light. . ." the dragon-creature tugged the princess away in the direction of the fire lake.
"You follow me!" A rose pink Quet snarled. He tied the saiyan's wrists together in a similar fashion as the princess but used a braided rope instead. He tugged the rope fiercely.
Goku half walked half dragged himself away from Vegeta who walked on as if she weren't about to be thrown into the bottom of hell it's self.
"Hurry up feeble being!" The Quet snarled. Goku matched the creatures pace but looked back often to look at the retreating back of his darling. They rounded a dark corner and entered a cave. Goku looked ahead and saw that his captor wasn't even paying attention to anything he did. The saiyan took careful aim and when he was sure no one would hear he whipped the rope around the Quet's neck.
"If you scream out for help I will choke you to death. Understood?!" Kakarrot hissed into the thing's ear hole.
The Quet nodded.
"Good. Now where and how are you keeping my and my friend's powers?" he growled.
"There is a room. I don't know where for only the general knows where it is. Your powers are locked in a silverscreen box with a picture of death on it. You can only open it by saying a secret password. I don't know it either - I swear I don't!" The Quet hissed.
"Thank you for your cooperation." Goku hog tied the Quet, he ripped his shirt of and wrapped it around the dragon thing's mouth. The saiyan kicked the pink dragon into a tiny crevice that just fit it.
"I'm coming Vegeta." he murmured.
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I know that took long. It's just, I'm getting writer's block all of the sudden. BTW sorry for that delay.
"What'll this do?" Vegeta asked hoarsely. She took the bowl and stared at it warily.
"It will allow you to be able to survive without becoming attached to hell for 24 hours. After that time is up then you'll die and stay there even if you're supposed to go to heaven - and I doubt you've got any reservations for up there." The dragon-creature snarled. "Now drink it!"
Vegeta sighed before drinking the disgusting liquid. The gunk burned her throat and left an acidic taste in her mouth which also tasted sort of like burnt rubber. "Oh yummy reminds me of my ol' great great grandmother's cooking." She said sarcastically.
"Are you sure you want to go through this?!" Goku hissed in to the princess ear. "They'll kill me as soon as they shove you into hell." A navy blue dragon thing shoved a pitchfork behind their backs and led them down toward a lake of fire.
"No they won't. I gave them a reason not to do so, 'cause if I ever do become Queen of Hell then I can damn them to the worst places down there." Vegeta said lamely. "That and the fact that I'll kill them -again - when they finally go down there."
"But - "
Vegeta cut him off, "Kakarrot, I want to have a moment of peace before I meet Satan, so shut the hell up." She growled.
"Sorry." Goku said quietly. The Quet shoved them into a small dark and damp cell. The ceiling was low so you couldn't stand and the space would've really just suited one person.
"You know its kinda funny." The saiyan princess said with amusement, "Ever since I've been in Frieza's army all I wanted to do was drop dead one day. But now here I am on the verge of dying and suddenly I don't want to die." Vegeta laughed sourly.
Kakarrot stared at her incredulously, "How in the world can you laugh and make up jokes at a time like this?! You're about to be thrown into hell for goodness sakes!" he said in disbelief.
"Sorry, but I've always been poking fun at things that can harm or even kill me. This time is no exception." Vegeta said with a sigh, "That's the saiyan way. We are to fear nothing, which is a laugh, everyone's afraid of something and at this moment I'm afraid to die. That's why most of us poke fun of things we fear, to try and make them seem less fearful." She shrugged.
"Oh, so does that me that your were always afraid of Ms. Napperknocker the scary old history teacher?" Goku asked slyly. He received a cuff on the head.
"I wasn't afraid of her! I just. . . . she was weird!" Vegeta snapped. She crossed her arms, "Did you ever get those permanent records?" she asked curiously.
Goku smirked, "Yup. Your record said that you were a juvenile delinquent, a rebel without a cause who would one day turn into a major crime lord. So they asked the cops to watch you when you got out of school. Oh that and the fact that they fired Mr. Havenbrook because they thought he had a crush on you." he said solemnly.
The princess grinned evilly, "Juvenile delinquent. Crime lord. Hhhhmmm . . . . . I never thought I'd reach that stature. A lazy bum but I never thought of being a crime lord. . . How about you?"
"I am a nice caring kid, who is very compassionate and has a liking for bad girls, you, but will not turn into a crime lord. I'm a bit stupid and only goodness-knows-what got me past that first exam of the year."
Vegeta hid a smile behind her hand. "Interesting. I guess this concludes my theory." She said with a snicker.
"Oh, really?" Goku asked warily, "And pray tell us what this 'theory' is?"
The woman smirked, "Oh. . . . just the fact that there ain't much room for smarts in the strongest person's brain." She declared.
"WHAT!? Hey that ain't fair! I studied hard!" he exclaimed.
"Oh really? So what were you studying? The difference between a jelly donut and a cream donut?" Vegeta said guffawing. "You smart?! Yeah right, when hell freezes over!!" she laughed.
Goku crossed his arms, "Oh yeah?! Why don't you tell me about it when you get there?!?!" he said furiously.
Vegeta stopped laughing, she looked down and began to sulk. "Yeah, I'll send you a letter." She said tonelessly.
"I. . . Oh man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean - I forgot - "
"That I was about to be tossed down into the fiery pits of hell? Forget it, nobody can remember everything." She turned her back away from him and hugged her knees to her. "I'm afraid to die." she whispered.
Kakarrot wrapped his arms around the princess and buried his head into her hair, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He whispered hoarsely. "I've been dead before. Trust me it'll be okay."
"You aren't being sent to hell." She pointed out painfully. "Alive." She added.
"We'll work out something." He said quietly.
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Vrone walked down the halls like a zombie. He just walked around aimlessly as if he were in an inescapable trance. The boy went outside and sat under a tree, his eyes were red and puffy from crying, his heart broken from the not knowing. . . .not knowing about his mother. He recalled how much she wanted him to know things so as not to be left behind.
"One thing that can really kill you is never knowing enough. That's why I'm making you learn all this junk about math and computers!" Vegeta says.
"But mom! All this stuff is so booooooring!!!! Just think of all the time that is being wasted by sitting around reading! I could be training now to be the greatest warrior in the whole UNIVERSE!!!" Vrone protests.
Vegeta rolls her eyes and grabs her son by the shoulder. "First things first! Now memorize and learn all 50, 000 elements in Quadrant Oma then the 500 elements in Quadrant Swqua. Then if you finish fast enough I'll let you play that weird space game of yours."
The 2 year old sighs in defeat, "All right mom. I'll do it."
Vrone got up and flew over to a mesa in that middle of a desert. It was so hard to deal with the loss. Sometimes he'd start having nightmares about dragon-things that kept hurting his mother, that wanted to kill her. He'd feel the horrible seeping pain that his mother felt every time the thorned whip lashed her skin, every time the metal rod smashed against her face. Vrone desperately clinged on to what memories he once had of her.
"Mom?"
Vegeta turns from the info-screen, "What now brat?" she asks. Brat was now Vrone's official nickname.
Vrone looks down at his shoes and gulps. "Well. . . there's. . . I. . . M friendhasthiscrushonthisgirlandhewantshertonoticehimbutshethinkshe' too young. So I - my friend wants to know what to do to get noticed so she'll notice me - my friend, Frock." He says hurriedly.
Vegeta turns back to the monitor and starts typing. "How much older is this girl than Frock?"
"Eight years. . . . ."
"Don't even try Vrone. Aneka Sabermoon has had a lot more years than you. Besides she won't be interested in an 8 year old like you." she says placidly. *Type* * Type* * Type*
Vrone looks down and sighs, "I knew it. Mom how come I'm the only kid on this ship?" he asks already knowing the answer.
"Because Frieza thinks you are his son. So keep him thinking that way if you want to live." *Type* *Type* * Type*
Vrone walks over to the bed and flops down on it. "I hate living here. I hate the food. I hate the small rooms. I hate the other people. I hate not having someone my own age around. And I hate you-know-who." He grumbles. You-know-who is Frieza.
The princess nodded, "Same. Mostly I hate the food, though. I swear on the goddess's sword that I saw something moving around in my plate yesterday, probably a serk about the same size as one anyhow." *Type* * Type* *Click* *Beep* .
"Will we ever get out of this hole?" Vrone asks. He looks out the circular window in despair. Stars glimmer and seem to urge him to come to them.
Vegeta walks over to the bed and sits next to her son. "I promise we will. Okay? You won't have to live in this hell hole longer than is necessary, I swear. We'll get out of here." she says. She stares out the window too and wonders aloud which star will be their new home.
Vrone sighed, it was already night time now. He looked up and wondered what star would be his home.
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"Out now!" A quet named Sebys growled.
Vegeta crawled out from the tiny cell first followed by Goku. "Throwing me in soon eh?" Vegeta grunted.
Sebys ignored her remark completely but started tying her arms up with a thorned vine. He pulled it three times to make sure that the thorns cut into her skin. "Good. Now as for your boyfriend - he's gonna be freed, as you requested." He said gruffly.
"Where?" She asked hoarsely.
Sebys shuddered, "Up there. In the . . . . light. . ." the dragon-creature tugged the princess away in the direction of the fire lake.
"You follow me!" A rose pink Quet snarled. He tied the saiyan's wrists together in a similar fashion as the princess but used a braided rope instead. He tugged the rope fiercely.
Goku half walked half dragged himself away from Vegeta who walked on as if she weren't about to be thrown into the bottom of hell it's self.
"Hurry up feeble being!" The Quet snarled. Goku matched the creatures pace but looked back often to look at the retreating back of his darling. They rounded a dark corner and entered a cave. Goku looked ahead and saw that his captor wasn't even paying attention to anything he did. The saiyan took careful aim and when he was sure no one would hear he whipped the rope around the Quet's neck.
"If you scream out for help I will choke you to death. Understood?!" Kakarrot hissed into the thing's ear hole.
The Quet nodded.
"Good. Now where and how are you keeping my and my friend's powers?" he growled.
"There is a room. I don't know where for only the general knows where it is. Your powers are locked in a silverscreen box with a picture of death on it. You can only open it by saying a secret password. I don't know it either - I swear I don't!" The Quet hissed.
"Thank you for your cooperation." Goku hog tied the Quet, he ripped his shirt of and wrapped it around the dragon thing's mouth. The saiyan kicked the pink dragon into a tiny crevice that just fit it.
"I'm coming Vegeta." he murmured.
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I know that took long. It's just, I'm getting writer's block all of the sudden. BTW sorry for that delay.