Warning: I do not own Dragonball Z or it's characters. The only thing that
I own is the plot, so anyway don't bother sewing me because all you will
get is some homework and my Dragons and you can't have my dragons.
The angst really starts up now. You don't like you don't read. Don't say I didn't warn you. Also, OOC (out of character). Thank you so much for all you who reviewed. Speaking of reviewing (or typing), the more reviews, the more I am inclined to update faster!
The years passed some more quickly than others, but my life stayed mostly the same. Many people where added to the training program and many taken away, so that only three of the original fighters where still there. I soon learned to take my showers when others were eating and not to fall asleep before the lights out so I might have a chance to hide but that didn't stop all of the attacks. On the ship, I had few friends but managed to befriend the cook on the second floor by the name of Sh'arra Rie. Sh'arra had a vast knowledge of languages and by the time I was eight, I was fluent in half of them.
"Keep your left guard up!" Ginyu yelled to my opponent.
Exchanging a few more blows, I saw an opening and took it. He slammed hard against the wall and I felt at least two ribs break from the impact of my kick.
Dismissing every one for the night, Ginyu nodded for me to follow him. Turning he led me into a separate room.
"You are very advanced in this program and so if you can do it, I have been ordered by Lord Frieza himself to give you a way to graduate early. If you cane defeat every one in the program on a one on one mach then you will graduate to continue your training on your own which includes being able to defined your self from others." He said pointedly looking at new bruises he knows are not from my training. "Also a teacher has bean found to teach you knives and daggers. You will meet Vegeta in the forth training room on this level in one week after lunch"
"Captain? When am I to do the fights to graduate?"
"In six days from now, first thing in the morning"
Nodding I bowed and walked out of the room. Heading to my room I grab fresh clothes and head to the showers. Feeling better when done, I head down to the kitchen. I did not bother eating in the mess hall any more, being welcome to eat in the kitchen.
I had met Sh'arra coming in late from a punishment from Guldo who really had it out for me. She allowed me to eat in the kitchen since the mess hall was closed. From then on, she has never minded me in the kitchen.
Sh'arra wore dark brown leather clothes that were well worn and her hair was braided all the way down her back, stopping in exact middle. She was the only female that I knew of on the ship and she fought well enough to keep others away from her.
Done eating, I return to my room and quickly went to sleep.
"Today is the day you will learn why no one has betrayed Lord Frieza in over ten years. Today and tonight, you will be haled in prisoner-like situations in the containment facilities on the third floor. Also, you will get to meet Jonan; he was captured four years ago and has been tortured every day since then and no one knows if he is sane or not. Now, follow me." Turning, Ginyu lead the way down the hall.
Ginyu led us to a part of the floor that I had never been before. As we continued down the hall, the conditions started to get bad. Lights were flickering and the walls were cracked and dirty. As we were heading down, I heard a whip crack a moment before a scream enveloped us.
We reached an old, battered, steel door when Ginyu turned around
"You will go in one at time. Specific instructions have been given for all of you; I suggest you don't fight. I will be back tomorrow morning to collect you all. Gohan, go in first."
Nodding, I opened the door and went into a small square room. Were I saw one man standing before me before I was hit in the back of the head and blacked out.
Coming to, I found that I was unable to move my arms and my legs were strapped into a kneeling position. Keeping my eyes closed, I slowed my breathing to the same rhythm of sleeping and listened to two men talking"
"Frieza said not damage his face or neck and not compromise his fighting ability which gives us almost free rain," The man said gleefully.
"Good, I get the whips first because you get them first last time. Now, I goes and wakes him up so we can start haven some fun.
A sharp kick to my stomach made my eyes fly open as an "oomph" escaped my lips. "Rise and shine and scream prettily for us," said a medium built man with a pecked-marked face and rotting teeth.
"Now, me and that guy over there is gonna take turns in using this whip here. Ya' understand?" The man said, showing me a black leather whip with a sharp steal tip that gleamed in the firelight.
"Fifty each?" asked the man behind me. "Sounds like a good start."
My wrists were raw and bleeding when they finally unstrapped them. My back was on fire and I couldn't walk. As they lifted me up, it jolted my back and I bit already bleeding lips to stop from screaming. I heard a metal door squeak open before I was thrown into a cell with old dirty straw on the floor. The smell of mildew filled my nose.
The lock turned as I heard the two men talking. "He not scream for us."
"Give him time then he scream so prettily for us. Two chocolate bars says he scar only lightly."
"You on."
The conversation drifted away as I fell into unconsciousness.
I jerked awake a moment later after hearing boots walk by.
"Don't worry; they won't come back for you for another hour or so."
Turning; I saw a man in about his mid 20 though he looked older, His hair had started to gray and fall out. The man's teeth where mostly gone and he was covered in old and new scars from head to foot. He was clothed in a grimy, ripped, blood soaked shirt with matted straw that had dried in the blood and stuck to the shirt.
"Are you Gohan?"
Looking at him suspiciously, I nodded. "How do you know my name?"
"I was told about you."
"Told? What?"
"Yeah, pretty kooky, huh? It seems that they think that you're going to be betraying Frieza. Well, I'm not going to tell you not to. I say if you get a chance to pull it off, go for it, and knock him once or twice for me." As he was saying this, he started yelling. "You hear me, you bastards! He will fall! One of these days, he will fall!" With this, he crumpled to the floor and crawled to a corner.
Reaching the corner he started to dig. Soon he gave an exclaim of delight and showed me a shard of glass no longer than two inches long.
Smiling at me, he whispered, "Boy, I waited this long just to talk to you and now we have talked you will be quiet and not say a word. See you in Hell." As he said "hell", he quickly cut himself upward following the vein in his arm. Then, switching hands, slipping a little with the blood, he did the same to his other arm.
Turning his back to me, he tucked his knees to his chest and let his life flow out of his arms.
I got to stick Gohan in with a mad man! *Claps hands and jumps up and down* Oh and don't worry Vegeta will show in the next couple of chaps! Maybe *Evil Grin*
The angst really starts up now. You don't like you don't read. Don't say I didn't warn you. Also, OOC (out of character). Thank you so much for all you who reviewed. Speaking of reviewing (or typing), the more reviews, the more I am inclined to update faster!
The years passed some more quickly than others, but my life stayed mostly the same. Many people where added to the training program and many taken away, so that only three of the original fighters where still there. I soon learned to take my showers when others were eating and not to fall asleep before the lights out so I might have a chance to hide but that didn't stop all of the attacks. On the ship, I had few friends but managed to befriend the cook on the second floor by the name of Sh'arra Rie. Sh'arra had a vast knowledge of languages and by the time I was eight, I was fluent in half of them.
"Keep your left guard up!" Ginyu yelled to my opponent.
Exchanging a few more blows, I saw an opening and took it. He slammed hard against the wall and I felt at least two ribs break from the impact of my kick.
Dismissing every one for the night, Ginyu nodded for me to follow him. Turning he led me into a separate room.
"You are very advanced in this program and so if you can do it, I have been ordered by Lord Frieza himself to give you a way to graduate early. If you cane defeat every one in the program on a one on one mach then you will graduate to continue your training on your own which includes being able to defined your self from others." He said pointedly looking at new bruises he knows are not from my training. "Also a teacher has bean found to teach you knives and daggers. You will meet Vegeta in the forth training room on this level in one week after lunch"
"Captain? When am I to do the fights to graduate?"
"In six days from now, first thing in the morning"
Nodding I bowed and walked out of the room. Heading to my room I grab fresh clothes and head to the showers. Feeling better when done, I head down to the kitchen. I did not bother eating in the mess hall any more, being welcome to eat in the kitchen.
I had met Sh'arra coming in late from a punishment from Guldo who really had it out for me. She allowed me to eat in the kitchen since the mess hall was closed. From then on, she has never minded me in the kitchen.
Sh'arra wore dark brown leather clothes that were well worn and her hair was braided all the way down her back, stopping in exact middle. She was the only female that I knew of on the ship and she fought well enough to keep others away from her.
Done eating, I return to my room and quickly went to sleep.
"Today is the day you will learn why no one has betrayed Lord Frieza in over ten years. Today and tonight, you will be haled in prisoner-like situations in the containment facilities on the third floor. Also, you will get to meet Jonan; he was captured four years ago and has been tortured every day since then and no one knows if he is sane or not. Now, follow me." Turning, Ginyu lead the way down the hall.
Ginyu led us to a part of the floor that I had never been before. As we continued down the hall, the conditions started to get bad. Lights were flickering and the walls were cracked and dirty. As we were heading down, I heard a whip crack a moment before a scream enveloped us.
We reached an old, battered, steel door when Ginyu turned around
"You will go in one at time. Specific instructions have been given for all of you; I suggest you don't fight. I will be back tomorrow morning to collect you all. Gohan, go in first."
Nodding, I opened the door and went into a small square room. Were I saw one man standing before me before I was hit in the back of the head and blacked out.
Coming to, I found that I was unable to move my arms and my legs were strapped into a kneeling position. Keeping my eyes closed, I slowed my breathing to the same rhythm of sleeping and listened to two men talking"
"Frieza said not damage his face or neck and not compromise his fighting ability which gives us almost free rain," The man said gleefully.
"Good, I get the whips first because you get them first last time. Now, I goes and wakes him up so we can start haven some fun.
A sharp kick to my stomach made my eyes fly open as an "oomph" escaped my lips. "Rise and shine and scream prettily for us," said a medium built man with a pecked-marked face and rotting teeth.
"Now, me and that guy over there is gonna take turns in using this whip here. Ya' understand?" The man said, showing me a black leather whip with a sharp steal tip that gleamed in the firelight.
"Fifty each?" asked the man behind me. "Sounds like a good start."
My wrists were raw and bleeding when they finally unstrapped them. My back was on fire and I couldn't walk. As they lifted me up, it jolted my back and I bit already bleeding lips to stop from screaming. I heard a metal door squeak open before I was thrown into a cell with old dirty straw on the floor. The smell of mildew filled my nose.
The lock turned as I heard the two men talking. "He not scream for us."
"Give him time then he scream so prettily for us. Two chocolate bars says he scar only lightly."
"You on."
The conversation drifted away as I fell into unconsciousness.
I jerked awake a moment later after hearing boots walk by.
"Don't worry; they won't come back for you for another hour or so."
Turning; I saw a man in about his mid 20 though he looked older, His hair had started to gray and fall out. The man's teeth where mostly gone and he was covered in old and new scars from head to foot. He was clothed in a grimy, ripped, blood soaked shirt with matted straw that had dried in the blood and stuck to the shirt.
"Are you Gohan?"
Looking at him suspiciously, I nodded. "How do you know my name?"
"I was told about you."
"Told? What?"
"Yeah, pretty kooky, huh? It seems that they think that you're going to be betraying Frieza. Well, I'm not going to tell you not to. I say if you get a chance to pull it off, go for it, and knock him once or twice for me." As he was saying this, he started yelling. "You hear me, you bastards! He will fall! One of these days, he will fall!" With this, he crumpled to the floor and crawled to a corner.
Reaching the corner he started to dig. Soon he gave an exclaim of delight and showed me a shard of glass no longer than two inches long.
Smiling at me, he whispered, "Boy, I waited this long just to talk to you and now we have talked you will be quiet and not say a word. See you in Hell." As he said "hell", he quickly cut himself upward following the vein in his arm. Then, switching hands, slipping a little with the blood, he did the same to his other arm.
Turning his back to me, he tucked his knees to his chest and let his life flow out of his arms.
I got to stick Gohan in with a mad man! *Claps hands and jumps up and down* Oh and don't worry Vegeta will show in the next couple of chaps! Maybe *Evil Grin*