Chapter Two – Training Time

She looked at the little clock that was next to her bed. Five o'clock. I might as well get up and clean the place, she thought. It'll take my mind off the fear.

At six she walked into Vegeta's bedroom. He seemed to be sound asleep and looked pretty harmless.

"It's waky time, you fucking bastard," she whispered as she approached the bed.

"Your Highness?"

He opened his eyes immediately and she startled. He got out of bed – totally naked, of course – and walked into the bathroom.

"Get me breakfast," he growled on his way out.

"Yes, Sire."

She got everything ready for him; she ate an hour ago and wasn't hungry. She wasn't supposed to eat at the same time as he anyway. He got out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"I want to talk to you, slave."

"Have I done something wrong, Sire?"

"Kind of. You seem to think about me as some kind of psychopath. I'm telling you, I'm not but I can be if I want to. Next time I ask you to do something, ANYTHING, just do it. Question my intentions again and I WILL send you to Frieza so he can use you in any way that he likes. Now, do you understand me?"

"Yes… Your Highness."

"Good. I see you have already cleaned the place. I'll be back at noon, until then you may do as you please as long as you don't leave this building. If you do, the device in your back will explode."

"May I come with you, Sire?"

He looked surprised because he didn't expect her to ask him that.

"Why would you want that?" he asked her.

"I would get lost instantly when I go wandering around this place. I thought that maybe you could show me around? Please?" She looked at him with the sweetest, innocent face one could imagine.

Vegeta growled: "Alright, but if you try to escape I'll blast you myself." He got into the bedroom and got dressed.

"Follow me, slave."

They went through several corridors, until they got to a huge door.

"Come here," Vegeta said. He put his hand on her back and pressed a few buttons on the remote. She felt as if a heavy weight fell off her shoulders.

"This is the door to the outside world," he said while sliding his keycard through the slot. The door started to open and daylight poured over them.

"Welcome to planet Frieza, slave."

She looked at a miraculous view: the building they walked out of was in the middle of the mountains. The environment was breathtaking.

"Wow," Kendra sighed. "It's beautiful."

Vegeta walked towards a big arena where several other warriors were training.

"You'll stay here as long as I'm training. Try to escape and I'll send all of them after you."

"I won't, Sire, I promise." She sat down right outside the arena and watched him challenge another warrior to fight him. It was Nappa, his right hand, she had heard of him as well. He was a ruthless warrior, but lacked the intelligence that his Prince possessed. She listened to their conversation.

"Are you warmed up yet, Vegeta?"

"I don't need a warm up before fighting you, Nappa," Vegeta laughed. "Now let's get started, I don't have all day to stand around waiting."

Nappa flew at him and Vegeta blocked his punch.

"Who is she?"

"My new house slave."

"It's not customary to take them outside."

"Shut up, Nappa. I'm in charge here," he flew at Nappa and kicked him in the face, "and I'll do as I please."

"Alright, keep your shirt on. I just wondered." Vegeta disappeared and grabbed Nappa from behind. He whispered something in his ear and she saw Nappa grin.

"So she used to be a rocket turret pilot, huh? Not bad for a girl."

"Are you going to linger on about her all day, Nappa? I thought we were fighting."

They continued the fight in silence, until Nappa said: "I heard Cumbrine will land here tomorrow."

"Is she now?"

"She's dying to see you again."

"I can imagine that," Vegeta said arrogantly and punched Nappa in his stomach. Nappa roared in anger and kicked towards Vegeta's head. Vegeta put out his arm and blocked the kick.

"You're getting slower everyday, Nappa. Let's finish this. I don't want to fight an old bat who can do nothing but talk all day."

Nappa flew at Vegeta in anger, but Vegeta disappeared and Nappa looked around surprised.

"Where the hell did he go?"

Vegeta reappeared right above him and hammered him into the ground with a double-fisted blow. He fired a huge energy blast right after and landed at Kendra's side of the ring. He stood very still, upright and proud. Kendra had to admit she was impressed by his fighting skills.

"Any more challengers?" No one volunteered. "I thought so," he said softly. He got out of the arena and said: "Let's go." They walked back into the compound and Vegeta turned her security device back on. She sighed.

"What?"

"Nothing, Sire. Where are we going now?"

"Indoor training grounds. You'll see."

They entered a big hall with all kinds of sporting equipment.

"Wow!" she shouted. "This is great!"

"Shut up, slave." He took off his armour and shirt and told her to wait.

"May I train, Sire, please?"

"Hmpf. As long as you don't get in the way, fine."

They both started warming up. Kendra got to the gymnastics department and did a couple of backflips and saltos. She didn't notice that Vegeta stopped training and stared at her as she proceeded. She did one of her favourite routines and got into a rush of happiness. God, how she missed this! She used to train with weights when she was a pilot, but before she became a pilot she used to be a gymnast. There were days she trained from dawn till dusk.

"Holy shit," she heard Vegeta whisper and she stopped in the middle of a jump.

"Did I do something wrong, Sire?"

"How the hell do you do that? You can't fly like us and you sure have no ki control."

"This is nothing. You should have seen me a couple of years ago, your Highness. I was in the top ten of the Southern Galaxy Gymnast Competition."

"You have many talents, slave. Is there any more you want to tell me?"

"No, Sire."

"You're lying, but I'll find out eventually, slave." They both continued their training and got out of the training hall right before noon. Kendra walked with a bit of a limp.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

"Probably stretched a tendon, it'll be okay."

He shook his head and walked back to his quarters.

"I had fun, Sire, thanks for that."

"Get me some lunch. You may take a shower when I'm done."

"Yes, Sire." He took a shower first.

She prepared his lunch and did the dishes afterwards. Then she got into the bathroom and took off her clothes. The hot water felt good and she washed herself thoroughly. She sung to herself softly like she was used to.

"You seem rather cheerful today, slave," she heard Vegeta say. She startled because she didn't hear him enter the bathroom, but then smiled and thought to herself: I'll get back at him for what he put me through last night. She turned of the shower and got out of the cabin. Water dripped onto the floor. Vegeta stared at her body as she gracefully walked over to the sink, where the towels were hung.

"I only have one reason not to be happy, I won't let that get in the way. I'll get my freedom back eventually." She slowly started to rub herself dry and deliberately did it in an erotic fashion.

"Stop that, slave."

"Stop what, Sire?" she asked him innocently.

"I know what you're up to and I don't like it. You're a slave, how many times do I have to remind you?"

"Always one more time… Your Highness."

He flew at her and grabbed her by her throat. Lifting her up, he growled: "I have killed servants for less, slave. I will not tolerate your insolence anymore."

She put her fingernails into his arm and scratched him until he bled. It didn't have any effect at all.

"You don't even feel it… do you?" she groaned.

"I do, but I don't care." He let go of her and she fell to the ground.

"Don't make me punish you anymore, slave. I'm getting sick and tired of it." He pulled the switch on the remote and she started screaming in agony. He left his quarters, leaving her crawling naked on the bathroom floor. She passed out after half an hour, bleeding from her nose and mouth.