In an Instant
Part 3
Disclaimer: I don't own this. I have no money. If you sue I'll give you everything I got. Dryer lint. Sorry.
(A/N) I know I didn't do this last time, and I bet I'm confusing you with my, um, interesting, way of writing. Here's a nice little code for it so you can read it and I don't forget what I'm doing.
"Talking"
_Italics_
*Thoughts.*
"(Speaking in Saiya-Go.)" This will be used until they reach Vegita-sei, Then we just assume that's what they are talking in. K?
Talking telepathically
Anyhoo, on with the fic. K? Thought so.
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It was very unfortunate that neither Erasa or Sharpener had and knack for languages at all, or so they thought. Erasa learned the words quickly, but was totally screwed as far as grammar was concerned.
"Erasa, I have to know. How did you learn so _fast_?" Videl asked the blonde girl.
"She keeps using the words in her regular vocabulary." Gohan told Videl, somewhat annoyed. "Pity she totally sucks at grammar. Otherwise she'd be brilliant by now."
"I am so good at grammar!" Erasa yelled at the teen Demi Saiya-Jin. Videl rolled her eyes and shook her head, then went back to train with Goku, Chichi, and Bulma. Goku had given the three a short break, but now training had to resume.
Vegita had told them that they ought to at least know how to defend themselves, and although Chichi may have been a fighter, she was a bit rusty. Goku had begun to train her a few months ago, just as Bulma had been trained by Vegita, and although they had seen the moves performed countless times, they had to learn them.
"C'mon, Chichi!" Goku said, ducking another punch, I know you can do better than that!"
"I just learned to fly yesterday you oaf!" She yelled, trying even harder to pummel the overly cheerful Saiya-Jin.
"That's better, Chi." He applauded, continuing to dodge her punches. Chichi groaned.
"Hustle it up, Woman!" Vegita snarled, dodging every last one of her blows.
"Slow down Veggie-Sprout." Bulma panted, gasping. He snorted.
Nappa was keeping Videl on her toes and she was getting covered in scratches and bruises. Trunks and Turlis had teamed up on Goten and Radditz, and both groups were going all out. They only stopped when Goten hit Turlis a little too had and knocked him silly. He feel to the floor, dazed and staggered to his feet.
"Sorry, Uncle Turlis." Goten gave a sheepish smile.
"Yowza." He muttered, rubbing his head. "You got quite a punch there, little man." Radditz snorted back laughter.
"Shut up, cousin." Turlis mumbled crankily. Radditz only laughed harder.
"I still don't see why we have to learn this." Sharpener moaned. "What's the point.
"(Like, duh, Sharpener.)" Erasa laughed. "(We gotta be able to talk to the Saiya-Jins) somehow. How do you say somehow again, Gohan?"
"Lefor." Gohan told her absently.
"(I can't believe they brought those two Morons on this trip.)" 18 sighed in annoyance. The android had Bulma program the Saiya-Jin language into her system. Krillian had been jealous of that.
"(Be nice 18.)" Gohan to her.
"(Sorry. That word isn't in my database.)" She smirked as Gohan sweatdropped.
"(Whatever.)" Gohan sighed.
"All right." King Vegita barked. My son should be here in about a day. As soon as he gets here, show him and the people with him to the palace."
"Of course, Vegita-Sama." The solider bowed.
"We're almost there. One hour until landing. We ought to be ready to leave the ship." Bulma announced to the group. Everyone went to go change.
"They are landing." King Vegita stated regally. "Come. We should meet them." A large troop of men marched out onto the landing platform.
The ship landed with no troubles and the occupants soon disembarked. "(Greetings, Father.)" Vegita bowed. The king snarled a greeting to his son and the group followed him to the throne room.
"Introduce yourselves." He barked again. "Lilac top there first."
Trunks scowled at his grandfather and calmly stated. "Vegita J'Seirre." The king gaped, but before he could say anything Bulma bowed.
"Bulma J'Seirre." The blue eyed woman grinned.
"Your mate is a _HUMAN_?" The king yelled. "And you son is a _HALFBREED_?"
"Why, yes, they are." Vegita stated coolly, just to annoy his father. King Vegita gaped.
"Who are the others?"
"Kakarotto J'Hir Bardock."
"Gohan J'Hir Kakarotto."
"Goten J'Hir Kakarotto."
"Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto."
"Krillian Siven."
"18."
"Radditz J'Hir Bardock."
"Turlis J'Hir Tanire."
"Nappa J'Hir Arite."
"Erasa."
"Sharpener."
The King gazed at the group, open mouthed. He couldn't believe that his son actually put up with these people. What weaklings.
"Kakarotto. What class are you?" The king asked, curious.
"Third, Vegita-Sama." He replied with a bow. The king was even more stupefied. His son was actually _near_ a no good third class warrior? A weakling. Goku gazed intently at the king. *What is with this guy?* he wondered with a frown. He seemed slightly psycho.
"Get rid of the third class and his family." The king ordered. Then shook his head. "No, wait. Throw the Third Class in the dungeons for speaking to me and my son, and throw the rest of them out."
Goku didn't say a word. No one did. They only did what was asked. No one made any move to resist, only because Vegita gave the tiniest shake of his head. "My mate and the two brats stay here." Vegita snapped.
"Why do you want _both_ brats to remain?" The king snarled at his son.
"Is it your business? Those three stay." The king finally nodded in agreement. Goku winked at his family and followed the guards.
"This is where you'll be staying." A guard pointed to a small dingy room. Bulma sighed and nodded. This was the best Vegita had been able to do for her. At least she wasn't being used for any sort of slave.
"Trunks?" Goten whispered. "I don't like this."
"Me neither." He agreed, nodding his head. "But father says that we'll be alright."
"I wanna know where they took my dad, and what they're gonna do to him." Goten whispered back. "And where my mom is. And Gohan."
It's a good thing the two didn't know how bad off Goku was.
"Where are we going?" Goku asked the guards. He was promptly punched in the face. It didn't hurt all that much, but now he was worried about his wife, sons, brother, and the rest of his friends.
The guards drug him into a room. The snapped a ki draining collar around his neck and chained him to the wall, arms above his head and feet slightly apart. Goku didn't like this. "He is to be beaten to his death." One guard said to a man holding a whip. Goku gulped. The whip had bits of metal intertwined with the rest of it.
Vegita! They're gonna beat me! Goku called frantically.
So, take it with out a sound! He snapped in reply.
To death, Vegita! Goku cried.
Now, Vegita would not usually have worried. Kakarotto could take out anything given to him, but not if he wouldn't live through it. Vegita also knew of the ki-collars the Saiya-Jins had. He frowned.
"Great. Now what?" Chichi sighed. The others in the company shrugged. They were at a bit of a loss. Especially Nappa. He had lived in the palace almost his whole life. Radditz sighed. This really stunk. They had nowhere to go and nothing to eat. Or drink.
"What about grandpa?" Gohan finally said. "Wouldn't he allow us to stay with him?"
"Hmn. Father just might. Let's go!"
Kakarotto. Have they put a collar around your neck? Vegita snapped out.
Duh, Vegita. Goku rolled his eyes even though Vegita couldn't see it. That was the first thing they did. He couldn't move because of the chains and they men were talking about how painful it was to die like that. Goku was getting nervous.
The man lifted the whip and swung it. It cracked down on the Saiya-Jins back leaving a bloody welt. Goku sucked in his breath. It _stung_. The whip flashed again and again leaving mark after mark.
Kakarotto. Transform. Vegita finally grated. It should overload the collar. Then, I think you'll be able to break free.
I promised I wouldn't- Goku coughed.
DO IT! Vegita yelled.
Of course. Goku muttered, just as the whip flashed down again. Because he was talking to him, Vegita could _feel_ the wound. Goku was quickly loosing blood. His back was in shreds from the whip. Abruptly the connection was cut.
The men began to snicker as Goku gave a slight moan, not realizing that he was slowly gathering power. They continued to snicker as they beat him. The moan turned into a feral roar. His power flashed. His black locks flashed golden and his was black eyes turned a frightening turquoise. The collar overloaded and snapped from the force of the power Goku had released. His hair stood straight up and stayed gold. His eyes were glimmering turquoise gems, as cold as ice, hard as unbreakable stone.
The men gave shouts of surprise and jumped back. Goku turned to look at them. "I do not desire to fight you." He finally said. The men growled.
"What if we want to fight you?" One snarled.
"I won't prevent you from signing your death warrant in blood." He coldly replied.
"It won't be our warrants being signed." One laughed.
"Let's fight." Another added.
"So be it." Were the last words they would ever hear. Goku attacked.
"Prepare a troop to send to earth to purge it." The king commanded. "No one forces my son to give me a half-breed grandchild and get away with it."
The man knew better than to point out that the Prince seemed pretty happy with the woman and that they _had_ been dead. Some one had to carry on the throne. Nothing was said, however. The solider simply nodded and went to follow his orders.
"They will leave in one week, sire." He replied.
Goku gave a cry of rage as he leapt at the men. He beat them unconscience, but the only one that died was the one that had beaten him. The other two would never speak again because their throats were mangled in the fight. That had been his tormentors work, not his own.
"Father?" Radditz called, knocking at the door of his home. His old home, the one that had been destroyed all those years ago.
"Who's there?" Bardock asked, opening the door. Then, he saw Radditz. "Oh, hello, boy. Who are these people?"
"Hello, Father. These are friends." He replied. Bardock nodded.
"Do they have names?" He asked, slightly sarcastically.
"Yes!" Chichi snapped.
"And they would be?" Bardock finally asked.
"I am Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto." She replied with a bow. She gestured to Gohan. "And that's my oldest son, Gohan." Bardock did a double take.
"Get in here." He snapped, opening the door wider so they could pass. They all sat down in the small living room.
"What do you mean, you are Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto?!" He demanded. "My son is dead! And how could you possibly be his _oldest_ son? He only had one son!"
"Well, we wished dad back with the Dragonballs. He's very much alive, right now." Gohan told his grandfather.
"Then where's your other son?" Bardock asked, confused.
"Vegita had him stay at the palace with Trunks." Radditz replied, slightly amused.
"Where's Kakarotto, then?" Poor Bardock was even more confused than anyone could have guessed. Slowly the whole story came out, about how they were notified, every thing. Then were the introductions. Bardock had appeared delighted when she mentioned 18 was a cyborg. 18 gave him a death glare.
Brat! Vegita snapped in Gohan's mind. Get every one here, NOW!
"Vegita wants us. He wouldn't tell me why, but he said to get there ASAP." Gohan told every one. Bardock got to his feet.
"I'm going with you." He told the group.
"Erasa, Sharpener, stay _here_." Krillian snapped at them. They glared at him.
"But why?" Erasa whined.
"Because if there's a fight, and there probably will be, you two will be a liability that might kill us." Videl snapped at them. The two pouted, but nodded. Every one else left.
Vegita ran through the corridors. "Brats! Get up!" He yelled, pounding the door to Trunks and Goten's room open. The two Demi Saiya-Jins jumped to their feet.
"What do you need, dad?" Trunks asked, excited.
"Just c'mon, brats." He snapped and the three ran out the door. They soon arrived at Bulma's room. "Woman! Get up!"
Bulma opened the door and was immediately swept up in her arms. They had to run to get to Goku in time and Bulma was far to slow.
Goku ran up the stairs from the dungeons. He had already powered down and the people that saw him wouldn't be telling anyone about it anytime soon. He felt the blood fall down his back. It was in shards and the Saiya-Jin briefly wondered how long it took to bleed to death.
At the next landing he stopped for a moment. He knew he was growing weak from blood loss and he felt tired, like he could sleep forever. He had been bleeding for over and hour, by his reckoning. With a sigh, he started up the next set of stairs.
He reached the top of the stairs in no time. King Vegita was already there. Goku gave a cry as the king punched him. Goku was already so weak that the punch sent him to his knees. The king lifted him up by the neck. Goku gave a slight gasp. Then, Vegita arrived.
The first thing Vegita saw as he sprinted down the hallway was his father punching Kakarotto, the blow bringign the already weak Saiya-Jin to his knees. He watched in numb horror as his father lifted Kakarotto up by his neck, slowly strangling him. Kakarotto gave a strangled gasp and went half-limp, struggling to stay fully conscience.
"Drop him, Father." Vegita snapped. He always had hated his father with a passion, ever since he had allowed him to be taken by Freeza.
"What do you care, boy?" The king snarled. Vegita regarded him coolly.
"I wouldn't, but no one else come anywhere near my power. Or they wouldn't if he weren't in about seven pieces and powered up." He told the monarch.
King Vegita dropped Goku. "And I suppose your going to say-"
But the king never got the chance to finish. Goku had been collected by the three and taken out of the room.
(A/N) Ahhh, another chapter done. The darn thing is six PAGES long! Good grief! I feel like Charlie Brown… Anywho, Thanks to you many wonderful reviewers out there. You make me feel all warm and fuzzy and special! Please remember to review, and that flames are welcome. I still have yet to get some, and if you want to send me one, please do! I can pick it apart and use it to make my day very interesting. Can anyone help me with Saiya-Jin names? None of mine sound Saiya-Jin! They all sound English! HHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And REVIEW! Thanks!
Buh Bye!
Lady Foeseeker
Part 3
Disclaimer: I don't own this. I have no money. If you sue I'll give you everything I got. Dryer lint. Sorry.
(A/N) I know I didn't do this last time, and I bet I'm confusing you with my, um, interesting, way of writing. Here's a nice little code for it so you can read it and I don't forget what I'm doing.
"Talking"
_Italics_
*Thoughts.*
"(Speaking in Saiya-Go.)" This will be used until they reach Vegita-sei, Then we just assume that's what they are talking in. K?
Talking telepathically
Anyhoo, on with the fic. K? Thought so.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was very unfortunate that neither Erasa or Sharpener had and knack for languages at all, or so they thought. Erasa learned the words quickly, but was totally screwed as far as grammar was concerned.
"Erasa, I have to know. How did you learn so _fast_?" Videl asked the blonde girl.
"She keeps using the words in her regular vocabulary." Gohan told Videl, somewhat annoyed. "Pity she totally sucks at grammar. Otherwise she'd be brilliant by now."
"I am so good at grammar!" Erasa yelled at the teen Demi Saiya-Jin. Videl rolled her eyes and shook her head, then went back to train with Goku, Chichi, and Bulma. Goku had given the three a short break, but now training had to resume.
Vegita had told them that they ought to at least know how to defend themselves, and although Chichi may have been a fighter, she was a bit rusty. Goku had begun to train her a few months ago, just as Bulma had been trained by Vegita, and although they had seen the moves performed countless times, they had to learn them.
"C'mon, Chichi!" Goku said, ducking another punch, I know you can do better than that!"
"I just learned to fly yesterday you oaf!" She yelled, trying even harder to pummel the overly cheerful Saiya-Jin.
"That's better, Chi." He applauded, continuing to dodge her punches. Chichi groaned.
"Hustle it up, Woman!" Vegita snarled, dodging every last one of her blows.
"Slow down Veggie-Sprout." Bulma panted, gasping. He snorted.
Nappa was keeping Videl on her toes and she was getting covered in scratches and bruises. Trunks and Turlis had teamed up on Goten and Radditz, and both groups were going all out. They only stopped when Goten hit Turlis a little too had and knocked him silly. He feel to the floor, dazed and staggered to his feet.
"Sorry, Uncle Turlis." Goten gave a sheepish smile.
"Yowza." He muttered, rubbing his head. "You got quite a punch there, little man." Radditz snorted back laughter.
"Shut up, cousin." Turlis mumbled crankily. Radditz only laughed harder.
"I still don't see why we have to learn this." Sharpener moaned. "What's the point.
"(Like, duh, Sharpener.)" Erasa laughed. "(We gotta be able to talk to the Saiya-Jins) somehow. How do you say somehow again, Gohan?"
"Lefor." Gohan told her absently.
"(I can't believe they brought those two Morons on this trip.)" 18 sighed in annoyance. The android had Bulma program the Saiya-Jin language into her system. Krillian had been jealous of that.
"(Be nice 18.)" Gohan to her.
"(Sorry. That word isn't in my database.)" She smirked as Gohan sweatdropped.
"(Whatever.)" Gohan sighed.
"All right." King Vegita barked. My son should be here in about a day. As soon as he gets here, show him and the people with him to the palace."
"Of course, Vegita-Sama." The solider bowed.
"We're almost there. One hour until landing. We ought to be ready to leave the ship." Bulma announced to the group. Everyone went to go change.
"They are landing." King Vegita stated regally. "Come. We should meet them." A large troop of men marched out onto the landing platform.
The ship landed with no troubles and the occupants soon disembarked. "(Greetings, Father.)" Vegita bowed. The king snarled a greeting to his son and the group followed him to the throne room.
"Introduce yourselves." He barked again. "Lilac top there first."
Trunks scowled at his grandfather and calmly stated. "Vegita J'Seirre." The king gaped, but before he could say anything Bulma bowed.
"Bulma J'Seirre." The blue eyed woman grinned.
"Your mate is a _HUMAN_?" The king yelled. "And you son is a _HALFBREED_?"
"Why, yes, they are." Vegita stated coolly, just to annoy his father. King Vegita gaped.
"Who are the others?"
"Kakarotto J'Hir Bardock."
"Gohan J'Hir Kakarotto."
"Goten J'Hir Kakarotto."
"Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto."
"Krillian Siven."
"18."
"Radditz J'Hir Bardock."
"Turlis J'Hir Tanire."
"Nappa J'Hir Arite."
"Erasa."
"Sharpener."
The King gazed at the group, open mouthed. He couldn't believe that his son actually put up with these people. What weaklings.
"Kakarotto. What class are you?" The king asked, curious.
"Third, Vegita-Sama." He replied with a bow. The king was even more stupefied. His son was actually _near_ a no good third class warrior? A weakling. Goku gazed intently at the king. *What is with this guy?* he wondered with a frown. He seemed slightly psycho.
"Get rid of the third class and his family." The king ordered. Then shook his head. "No, wait. Throw the Third Class in the dungeons for speaking to me and my son, and throw the rest of them out."
Goku didn't say a word. No one did. They only did what was asked. No one made any move to resist, only because Vegita gave the tiniest shake of his head. "My mate and the two brats stay here." Vegita snapped.
"Why do you want _both_ brats to remain?" The king snarled at his son.
"Is it your business? Those three stay." The king finally nodded in agreement. Goku winked at his family and followed the guards.
"This is where you'll be staying." A guard pointed to a small dingy room. Bulma sighed and nodded. This was the best Vegita had been able to do for her. At least she wasn't being used for any sort of slave.
"Trunks?" Goten whispered. "I don't like this."
"Me neither." He agreed, nodding his head. "But father says that we'll be alright."
"I wanna know where they took my dad, and what they're gonna do to him." Goten whispered back. "And where my mom is. And Gohan."
It's a good thing the two didn't know how bad off Goku was.
"Where are we going?" Goku asked the guards. He was promptly punched in the face. It didn't hurt all that much, but now he was worried about his wife, sons, brother, and the rest of his friends.
The guards drug him into a room. The snapped a ki draining collar around his neck and chained him to the wall, arms above his head and feet slightly apart. Goku didn't like this. "He is to be beaten to his death." One guard said to a man holding a whip. Goku gulped. The whip had bits of metal intertwined with the rest of it.
Vegita! They're gonna beat me! Goku called frantically.
So, take it with out a sound! He snapped in reply.
To death, Vegita! Goku cried.
Now, Vegita would not usually have worried. Kakarotto could take out anything given to him, but not if he wouldn't live through it. Vegita also knew of the ki-collars the Saiya-Jins had. He frowned.
"Great. Now what?" Chichi sighed. The others in the company shrugged. They were at a bit of a loss. Especially Nappa. He had lived in the palace almost his whole life. Radditz sighed. This really stunk. They had nowhere to go and nothing to eat. Or drink.
"What about grandpa?" Gohan finally said. "Wouldn't he allow us to stay with him?"
"Hmn. Father just might. Let's go!"
Kakarotto. Have they put a collar around your neck? Vegita snapped out.
Duh, Vegita. Goku rolled his eyes even though Vegita couldn't see it. That was the first thing they did. He couldn't move because of the chains and they men were talking about how painful it was to die like that. Goku was getting nervous.
The man lifted the whip and swung it. It cracked down on the Saiya-Jins back leaving a bloody welt. Goku sucked in his breath. It _stung_. The whip flashed again and again leaving mark after mark.
Kakarotto. Transform. Vegita finally grated. It should overload the collar. Then, I think you'll be able to break free.
I promised I wouldn't- Goku coughed.
DO IT! Vegita yelled.
Of course. Goku muttered, just as the whip flashed down again. Because he was talking to him, Vegita could _feel_ the wound. Goku was quickly loosing blood. His back was in shreds from the whip. Abruptly the connection was cut.
The men began to snicker as Goku gave a slight moan, not realizing that he was slowly gathering power. They continued to snicker as they beat him. The moan turned into a feral roar. His power flashed. His black locks flashed golden and his was black eyes turned a frightening turquoise. The collar overloaded and snapped from the force of the power Goku had released. His hair stood straight up and stayed gold. His eyes were glimmering turquoise gems, as cold as ice, hard as unbreakable stone.
The men gave shouts of surprise and jumped back. Goku turned to look at them. "I do not desire to fight you." He finally said. The men growled.
"What if we want to fight you?" One snarled.
"I won't prevent you from signing your death warrant in blood." He coldly replied.
"It won't be our warrants being signed." One laughed.
"Let's fight." Another added.
"So be it." Were the last words they would ever hear. Goku attacked.
"Prepare a troop to send to earth to purge it." The king commanded. "No one forces my son to give me a half-breed grandchild and get away with it."
The man knew better than to point out that the Prince seemed pretty happy with the woman and that they _had_ been dead. Some one had to carry on the throne. Nothing was said, however. The solider simply nodded and went to follow his orders.
"They will leave in one week, sire." He replied.
Goku gave a cry of rage as he leapt at the men. He beat them unconscience, but the only one that died was the one that had beaten him. The other two would never speak again because their throats were mangled in the fight. That had been his tormentors work, not his own.
"Father?" Radditz called, knocking at the door of his home. His old home, the one that had been destroyed all those years ago.
"Who's there?" Bardock asked, opening the door. Then, he saw Radditz. "Oh, hello, boy. Who are these people?"
"Hello, Father. These are friends." He replied. Bardock nodded.
"Do they have names?" He asked, slightly sarcastically.
"Yes!" Chichi snapped.
"And they would be?" Bardock finally asked.
"I am Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto." She replied with a bow. She gestured to Gohan. "And that's my oldest son, Gohan." Bardock did a double take.
"Get in here." He snapped, opening the door wider so they could pass. They all sat down in the small living room.
"What do you mean, you are Chichi J'Tir Kakarotto?!" He demanded. "My son is dead! And how could you possibly be his _oldest_ son? He only had one son!"
"Well, we wished dad back with the Dragonballs. He's very much alive, right now." Gohan told his grandfather.
"Then where's your other son?" Bardock asked, confused.
"Vegita had him stay at the palace with Trunks." Radditz replied, slightly amused.
"Where's Kakarotto, then?" Poor Bardock was even more confused than anyone could have guessed. Slowly the whole story came out, about how they were notified, every thing. Then were the introductions. Bardock had appeared delighted when she mentioned 18 was a cyborg. 18 gave him a death glare.
Brat! Vegita snapped in Gohan's mind. Get every one here, NOW!
"Vegita wants us. He wouldn't tell me why, but he said to get there ASAP." Gohan told every one. Bardock got to his feet.
"I'm going with you." He told the group.
"Erasa, Sharpener, stay _here_." Krillian snapped at them. They glared at him.
"But why?" Erasa whined.
"Because if there's a fight, and there probably will be, you two will be a liability that might kill us." Videl snapped at them. The two pouted, but nodded. Every one else left.
Vegita ran through the corridors. "Brats! Get up!" He yelled, pounding the door to Trunks and Goten's room open. The two Demi Saiya-Jins jumped to their feet.
"What do you need, dad?" Trunks asked, excited.
"Just c'mon, brats." He snapped and the three ran out the door. They soon arrived at Bulma's room. "Woman! Get up!"
Bulma opened the door and was immediately swept up in her arms. They had to run to get to Goku in time and Bulma was far to slow.
Goku ran up the stairs from the dungeons. He had already powered down and the people that saw him wouldn't be telling anyone about it anytime soon. He felt the blood fall down his back. It was in shards and the Saiya-Jin briefly wondered how long it took to bleed to death.
At the next landing he stopped for a moment. He knew he was growing weak from blood loss and he felt tired, like he could sleep forever. He had been bleeding for over and hour, by his reckoning. With a sigh, he started up the next set of stairs.
He reached the top of the stairs in no time. King Vegita was already there. Goku gave a cry as the king punched him. Goku was already so weak that the punch sent him to his knees. The king lifted him up by the neck. Goku gave a slight gasp. Then, Vegita arrived.
The first thing Vegita saw as he sprinted down the hallway was his father punching Kakarotto, the blow bringign the already weak Saiya-Jin to his knees. He watched in numb horror as his father lifted Kakarotto up by his neck, slowly strangling him. Kakarotto gave a strangled gasp and went half-limp, struggling to stay fully conscience.
"Drop him, Father." Vegita snapped. He always had hated his father with a passion, ever since he had allowed him to be taken by Freeza.
"What do you care, boy?" The king snarled. Vegita regarded him coolly.
"I wouldn't, but no one else come anywhere near my power. Or they wouldn't if he weren't in about seven pieces and powered up." He told the monarch.
King Vegita dropped Goku. "And I suppose your going to say-"
But the king never got the chance to finish. Goku had been collected by the three and taken out of the room.
(A/N) Ahhh, another chapter done. The darn thing is six PAGES long! Good grief! I feel like Charlie Brown… Anywho, Thanks to you many wonderful reviewers out there. You make me feel all warm and fuzzy and special! Please remember to review, and that flames are welcome. I still have yet to get some, and if you want to send me one, please do! I can pick it apart and use it to make my day very interesting. Can anyone help me with Saiya-Jin names? None of mine sound Saiya-Jin! They all sound English! HHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And REVIEW! Thanks!
Buh Bye!
Lady Foeseeker