This is pretty much an extension of the previous chapter. I felt it was lacking something so I added this in..enjoy...

UNSUBSTANTIAL

by IMOSHEN

CHAPTER III

After getting my fill of food I headed towards the command center. Why? I don't know, I suppose it was because I was bored. Moments prior to reaching the actual doors I hear the beep on my scouter announcing someone trying to reach me. I hit the respond button. It was one of the lackeys piloting the ship, requesting my presence on the main command center. Well I was already headed that way.

I enter the doors and stand back observing them go about their business. I'm fairly certain that if I wasn't such a commodity to the mutant as muscle, I would've been dead a long time ago. I was getting a headache just watching them. One of them finally noticed I was there and began to brief me in. Apparently we were approaching the coordinates of the planet and they wanted to know if I wanted to land. Why were they asking me yet again? I told them to orbit the planet and put it on the view screen as soon as they could get a visual. Within moments of me saying it, it was up.

It was just another mud-ball. A blue mud-ball. The aliens were demanding my attention again, saying that they discovered a communication grid and were getting information from it. They wanted to know what to do. I told them to keep observing but to keep us high enough in orbit that we couldn't be detected. That seemed to be all they needed and I was forgotten once again. I was hoping Nappa or our prince would make an appearance soon. I should have been glad when I got just that. But this is me we're talking about, whenever I get something I want it always come with a giant thick string attached to it.

"Report Raditz." my prince said.

"We've reached the coordinates of the planet and are currently orbiting. We've located a communication grid and the technicians are currently recording and decoding the information." Makes it seem like I know what I'm talking about, huh? My prince seemed to be satisfied with that. I stood farther back to give him and Nappa's larger form room. What I really was trying to do is leave. My prince must have read me, because he informed me that I was to go with a small party and begin to gather the life forms the mutant requested. Fuck! I wasn't about to question my prince in front of the lackeys. He gave the required members of this party and told me to prepare to go planet fall.

As we were heading down to the surface, I thought over why he would send me. As prince it would be beneath him to do this. Nappa? Well Nappa would leave the planet full of holes. I think he would enjoy destroying them too much to remember we have to collect samples of them. So maybe I wasn't being deliberately screwed here. The pod landed with a not so small lurch and the fodder began to descend. Looking around I scanned for ki signatures automatically. They were so low it was laughable if it wasn't me doing this.

I was wrong. I was being screwed here. There were shots being fired and it was not us doing it. I suppose when you've had your planet invaded twice already you have to expect it to happen again. They weren't using ki, some sort of metallic ball. One bounce off my armor before falling to the ground. I increased my ki to create a shield around me. Those balls could no longer reach me now. I ordered the fodder to eliminate these and begin the accumulation of samples. That was when my scouter beeped. It seemed like it was going to be fun because they could use ki and just sent out the boys to play.

My enthusiasm didn't last long though. I shot out and could smell the telling stench of burning flesh. I went to the air and continued to take them out. I got careless because I was hit by something that caused me to land. I felt disorientated and didn't know why. I looked to the fodder and they seemed to be struggling to defend themselves. They should have known they were going to die on this mission. More of those metallic balls were littering the ground around them. I was dizzy but not willing to let the battle go on without me. I shot out and when I did I almost lost consciousness.

I swayed and continued to kill those aliens. I yelled back to the fodder to keep fighting but I couldn't hear them. I touched my scanner and they didn't register. What the fuck was going on? I managed to look back and the fodder was nothing more than black ash on the ground. Double Fuck! I kept going and every time I shot ki out I lost track of what I was doing. I couldn't fly any more I was truly grounded. My vision must have been going because my opponents suddenly seemed to get furry.

I shot out as many ki blast as I could before I was shot myself. They weren't generating the ki, some machine they held in their hands was doing it. Pathetic, I thought, they deserved to die. Then I was hit once more, darkness was swarming my sight and I knew I was going to be defeated by this pathetic species. Shameful, disgraceful, what a terrible way for a Sayian to fall was running through my mind before I lost all coherent thought.

I would have never expected to find myself here. Primarily because this is not a situation that as Sayians, we would have been exposed to. I was accustomed to being feared, despised, and treated with either reluctant acceptance or with disdain. Freeza treated us like tolerant slaves. Planets we cleared fed our hunger for destruction. Having had discovered there were other hungers besides the call of battle is confusing me. Not to say we don't have other primal urges besides battle, but they were just routine. Even mating was the same. We went into it like any other battle, and release was just that release.

Never before had I showed curiosity toward the species I was eliminating beyond what it would take to kill them. Having been forced to observe these aliens has corrupted my mind. I have begun to understand their language and have been analyzing the behaviors they have displayed. They make me have thoughts about our own people's interaction with one another. Compared to these aliens we are barbaric. They call it Mosalique. Our driving force being the call of blood. They do have their own band of Mosalique and these seem to hold ceremonial importance but no power. Much like us in Freeza's empire. I haven't figured out how it is that some of them seem to communicate, the one's with the power. I have to speculate that it's some sort of telepathy. Much like how our prince and Nappa seem to do on occasion. Great even as a prisoner I still get put in my place by those two.

The ki dampening collar they placed on me is being removed today. It's to be replaced with a more advanced type of circlet. Zarbon would have enjoyed it. The pansy loves to wear jewelry. I haven't stopped trying to remove the collar and I think the reason for the upgrade might be that I might have actually been making progress with it. I suppose with them stripping me of my past time I will have to try it on the new one. I don't think they will be trying to drug me again. Especially since it didn't work the last few times they did try it.

I haven't used my voice since the last time they dosed me. It allowed me to learn more than I would have. Like how the one with the green streaks running through its fur tends to linger over me when the others are distracted. It seems to be most fascinated with my hair. Of all the things about me it seems to be the dumbest thing to focus on. I would look over the muscular condition of my opponent. Does it have any noticeable injuries, does it use ki? But then again this one seems to be a scientist type. They always seem to be fascinated by me no matter what the species. Yeah, I am so lucky.

I had two options, fight my way free when they try and switch the ki dampeners or to remain passive and continue to do reconnaissance on them. I think I've played the role of slave long enough. They must have known I was going to try it, because they had a larger band of them surround me. It wouldn't matter, I was done here. They hesitated long enough to make me wonder if they changed their minds. That made me release some of the tension from my body. It was what they were waiting for. The larger of the aliens grabbed different areas of me, while a smaller one removed the collar. I shot out as many ki blasts as I could. I don't know why they seemed surprised that I'd do it. They assumed I'd only target the ones holding me. Stupid of them to think that, I didn't care. And that got enough of them off, that I could be more selective of my kills. A shame for them, I wasn't in the mood to be selective. The next few minutes consisted of smoke, flashes from my ki blasts, and the smell of charred flesh. In a relatively small amount of time, I was taking control of their base. I couldn't destroy it until I knew I could get out. With that thought I saw the one with the green streaks. It could've been a different one, but it didn't matter. I now had a way out.

I grabbed it. "Show me how to get out." I said. It mumbled something, probably telling me it didn't understand me. "Out! I know you know enough to understand that." I slowly began to squeeze it's shoulder. I had a sense of deja vu, hadn't I done this before? It screamed but pointed in a direction to my right. I thought so, it did understand me enough. All along the way I shot out ki, killing those I saw on my way out. I had forgotten I still had a hold of the alien. Even as dead weight, it still was light enough that I hardly noticed it. I saw the door which had to be the entry way. A few steps prior to reaching it I shot the door out. Light filled the pathway and I turned, gathering as much energy into my fists as I could. I dropped the alien and fired. The entire complex would soon collapse upon itself. Even if there happened to be survivors, there wouldn't be any for long. I stood just outside the door way and focus my ki again. I slowly began to melt the surrounding metal and earth until I was certain they would not be getting out this way. It would be stupid of me to assume this was the only way out, but it was all I had time for. By the time I finished, it was just another smooth expanse of land.

I still didn't have my scouter. FUCK! I had no means of communicating with my prince or the ship. I looked down at the alien and lifted my hand to give a killing blow. It wasn't even consciousness. The closest thing to a mercy blow that I was capable of giving. I didn't do it. Instead I lifted the body and took off into the air in search of any of the ships crew. They had to still be trying to collect samples of these species. After nearly half a day I saw one of them. The uniform was very hard to mistake for anyone other than those in the mutant's empire. When I landed it freaked and shot a ki blast at me. I went down. Fuck! It didn't take me long to get back up, the power behind the blast only managing to knock the wind from my lungs. When I stood the lackey was already stammering apologies and begging for its continued existence. I wasn't in the mood for its babbling but I did need it's scouter. I pulled the scouter from its head and returned the greeting with one of my own blasts. I was weak enough that it would live. I hit the comm button and ordered a pod be sent down to me immediately.

Within minutes a pod landed. One of the 'scientific crew' disembarked. It came towards me with a handheld and I stopped it's movement with a simple lifting of my palm. "What is it that you plan to do with that?" I asked. It stammered that Prince Vegeta ordered a ki power scan to determine if I was who I claimed to be. That was not what I expected to hear. I was beginning to get dizzy, but to hell with it if I was going to pass out in front of this lackey. " Do it fast or you're dead. I have better things to do then wait around for you." It complied. Apparently I was who I claimed to be, who'd of thought it, and we boarded the pod. I ordered it to get the alien and bring it on board.

When we arrived on the ship, I headed straight for the command center. I half-expected my prince to be there. Why did I do things like that? Of course he wasn't on board, he would be out getting target practice in. One of the crew members came up and asked if I would like to make use of a regeneration tank. I needed one badly, but I was not about to announce it. I just glared at it until it slinkered away and told me he'd have one prepped in case I decided to use one. I stood there for as long as it felt it took these aliens to realize we are stronger than we appear and turned to leave. I stopped and said, "Inform me at once when Prince Vegeta or Commander Nappa returns to the ship." One of them actually got brave and asked where I would be located. I walked to it and pulled the scouter from its head. " What purpose do you think these serve?" I slowly asked. It gulped and responded with a ' Yes, sir.' then resumed whatever it was it was doing. A good answer it gave. Anything else and I would have killed it.

I didn't stop to question anyone else. I merely continued on to the medical lab trying to overcome the feeling of exhaustion that racked my body. At the entrance to it I was stopped by one of the aliens assisting within it's doors. I glared at him

and it held it's position. I finally demanded to know what was so important. I didn't care if it knew I could barely maintain my balance. We both were aware of the fact that I was quickly depleting what little energy I had. It told me that Nappa had already been in twice to make use of the regeneration tank since I had gone out on my own. With that being said, it stepped aside and I entered the tank with a feeling of unease.

When we go into the tank we are supposed to go into a type of stasis. It usually occurs as soon as the liquid begins to fill the tank. By the time the tank it half-filled a sedative is added to the liquid to help knock us out. Theory behind it being that the more relaxed state that we can get into, the faster the tank can repair the damage to our bodies. It wasn't working on me, the sedative. And the fact that I just spent the last few minutes thinking on the tank and its operations

had me wondering the fuck was going on.

I need to stay in the tank, but I felt confined. Trapped. I felt the urge to break through the glass and kill them all for trying to….

"What the fuck is going on here?" I screamed.

The medical lackeys all jumped and turned to me. Fear was clearly visible on their faces. No one said anything, they just stayed there, frozen. I caught movement and turned towards it. The lackey stopped, it looked even more scared than the rest. I heard it stammering something but suddenly the language was unfamiliar. I couldn't understand anything. I got angry. It picked up the tempo on its words but they came out scrambled to me. My rage began to build. I was powering up within the tank and the sensors were burning out. Their panic was causing the rage

to build even more.

The air mask tapped the side of my head. I turned towards it, confused. Everything else faded away. Is this what set me off? I tried to focus on it but it kept moving. I reached out and grabbed it.

What was this for? Why is it with me?

I didn't understand, but then reflex cut in and I pulled the mask towards my face. Part of me was telling me not to put it on, to break out and kill everything around me. Then another portion of my brain took over and I slipped the mask over my mouth and nose. The words I kept hearing began to make sense. They were saying the sedative wasn't strong enough. That they had to change it. As soon as I heard the words my body relaxed. My last thought before I gave in to the tanks regeneration cycle was, Nappa had already been in twice, but what of my prince?

By the time the cycle was complete Nappa has rejoined the ships crew. First thing I noticed was the huge jump in power. Even without the scouter I knew it was impressive. When he saw that I was conscious he began to question me on where I was. Demanding a report. As I left the tank he took a minuscule step back. I was too surprised to mask my face. He growled at me some more and I found myself giving him a recount...

"We were ambushed by a small contingency of the enemy. Those fodder you sent with me were eliminated within a few moments. They used some kind of ki suppressor on me and I was captured."

He didn't seem surprised to hear this, so I continued.

"I don't know how long I was unconscious, when I woke, they had me in a cage. The bars must have been made similar to the weapons they used because my ki was useless. I couldn't even bring enough forward to form a small ki ball. I tried breaking the bars but I wasn't able to. Not to long later they shot me again with their weapons and placed a collar of sorts on me."

He asked if I had made any effort to escape. He didn't try and hide his disgust with the fact I HAD been captured. I didn't try and make excuses. I just told him it gave me a chance to do reconnaissance on them. Better he think that.

"I observed the aliens for a bit and when I began to make progress with disabling their ki suppressors, they made arrangements to switch it out with a updated version of one I already had on."

Realizing I was being held as a test rodent gave me a feel as to what I had to look forward to when we returned. I kept this observation to myself. He didn't say anything but kept looking at me as if he expected me to say more.

"When they about to change the collars, I took it as my signal to regroup. So I broke free and killed everything on that station. I destroyed the supports and sealed the exit on my way out."

He looked at me and said, "You didn't kill everything on that station."

I didn't understand at first, but then I remembered. The green-furred alien. I had grabbed it on my way out.

"Our prince wanted me to bring a sample. Mission complete." I said.

I had by this time dressed and as all Sayians get after battle, I was in need of sustenance. I was tempted to push my way past him and head to the mess hall. But I knew better. Just feeling his power told me if I tried, I was going to be back into the tank for an extended period of time. I waited. He just stood there looking at me. The medical lackeys approached us and then as unobtrusively as they could, left the chamber.

I wanted to fidget. I felt my tail began to unwind from around my waist. He finally said, "Our Prince has gone planet fall. The fact that you were defeated didn't surprise him. It was when he learned you had been captured and actually being held that he decided to go."

I wasn't sure how I was supposed to react. Should I be offended that he just called me a useless weakling or should I be honored that my prince felt the enemy was enough of a challenge to get involved himself? I didn't care, though I should have. I needed food. I was getting mad again, and powering up without meaning to. Nappa, if he noticed, continued on as if my sudden display didn't mean anything. To him, it probably didn't.

"You were held for ten days. Our Prince has given you up as dead. Looks like I'm going to have to disappoint him, seeing how what you told me is useless information."

I forgot I was hungry. I wasn't aware of time passing. I only focused on the moment during my confinement. I now understood why my prince went. Regardless of the power level, any Saiyan, if held in confinement would have certain reflexes kick in. I don't remember them giving me anything resembling food during this 'stay'. Without a steady intake of that, after the fourth day, we have the ability to go Oozaru without the need of the full moon. But it's only a partial transformation. We don't exactly increase in size, but we do in strength. It should have been

enough for me to overpower whatever opponent was before me. If we still don't get food, after the seventh day, we lose our ability to differentiate, and we enter a hallucinogenic state where we believe we feel the moon's beams on us and take true Oozaru form. It's one of the things that makes us so 'useful' to the mutant. While it isn't exactly a secret, it also isn't commonly known the fact that this will happen.

So how had they done it? How did they manage to suppress my instincts?

Nappa was asking me just that. I didn't have an answer for him.