Chapter 2 - Reminisce

Vegeta knocks on the door of Goku's house, cursing himself for doing this, for being this weak. He waits impatiently. Why the hell does that clown take so long before answering the door? He knows Kakarot's in there, he can sense his ki clearly. Just when he's about to blast down the door, Goku sticks his head out the nearby window and shouts: "Oh hey Vegeta, do you mind waiting another second? I was just taking a shower…"

"Baka. Make it quick," Vegeta growls. He slowly counts the seconds until Goku opens the door. Seven. That could be considered quick.

"Are you here to spar?" Goku asks him cheerful.

"No. Another reason." Vegeta's gaze captures Goku's and holds it for several moments. "You remember the dream?"

"I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to," Goku answers. "That was the weirdest experience I ever…"

"Whatever," Vegeta growls, still impatient to get the show on the road. "I assume your… offer still stands?"

"Sure! Just tell me what happened."

"It's not that simple, Kakarot. I can't tell you what happened, it wouldn't get the message across."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Follow me, Kakarot, and I will allow you to enter my mind and relive my memories." Vegeta takes off without looking back. He soon feels Goku's familiar ki trailing close behind. He still has some doubts about Kakarot helping him out, but he has no choice. Trunks would never be able to take the pain he suffered when he was a kid. Trunks is too young, too innocent and vulnerable. Kakarot on the other hand has seen some blood in his life. Whether it is enough to withstand Vegeta's flashbacks? Time would tell.

They come to a clearing in the forest and Vegeta lands on the grass. He turns around to see Kakarot land. The younger Saiyan looks more serious than Vegeta has ever seen him before.

"Thank Kami he's not acting in that disgusting cheerful ningen-like manner," Vegeta thinks. "I can't take that shit right now."

"I only do that to fit in, Vegeta. Didn't you know that?" Goku asks him.

Vegeta puts out his stretched hand and Goku flies back 50 feet from the force Vegeta aimed at him. "Don't you dare, Kakarot," he hisses. "There will be no mind-reading whatsoever, unless I tell you to, understood?"

Goku scratches the back of his head, that hit a rock fairly hard when he fell down. "I'm sorry, Vegeta."

"Get your ass over here, baka, and sit down."

Goku sits down on the opposite of Vegeta.

"Brace yourself, Kakarot. This won't be pretty. I'll show you the memory where I first found out what kind of monster Frieza really was."

Vegeta puts his hands around the back of Goku's neck and puts their foreheads together. Instantly Goku feels his body shrink to child-like proportions. He becomes the child Vegeta, trapped in the memories of the Prince himself.

Vegeta opened his eyes and stretched out his tiny arms for a mighty attack. The Saibamen hit the walls and he finished them off with several energy blasts. He grinned, but there was no victory in his smile.

"Still not strong enough. I have to train much harder if I am to defeat Frieza. It's my destiny, how come it takes me so long to get stronger?"

"Vegeta?"

"That's Prince Vegeta for you, Nappa," Vegeta snarled without turning around.

"My apologies, Prince. Frieza demands that you see him at once."

"Demands? He's got some nerve, taking me away from my father and home planet and demanding things of me."

"You'd better get to the throne room fast, Prince Vegeta. You know what he does to the ones who dare disobey him."

"How could I forget? I'm on my way."

"You're making a lot of progress in your training, Prince."

"Not enough, Nappa, never enough."

"You're way above average, even for an Elite fighter of royal blood and you know it."

"It doesn't matter as long as he's stronger."

"We'll beat him eventually, Prince Vegeta. There's too many Saiyans out there. Under your command, when the time has come, we will crush him like the ant he is."

"I hope you're right, Nappa."

"See you at dinner, Prince."

"Hn."

Vegeta opened the doors to Frieza's throne room and entered.

"You sent for me, Lord Frieza?"

"Indeed I did, monkey." Frieza was smiling, which was very out of character for him. Vegeta wondered what the hell was going on.

"An… accident has happened, Vegeta. A meteor hit Vegeta-sei a few hours ago."
"A meteor?" Impossible, was Vegeta's first thought. They would have sensed that and stopped it in time.

"There are no survivors, boy. I guess you and Nappa are the last Saiyans alive."

Vegeta clenched his fists at his sides.

"Guess I'll have to take extra good care of you from now on, won't I? You're dismissed, monkey."

Vegeta left the throne room, not believing what he had just heard. Dead? All of them? Even his father? He was sure that, even if they were all dead, it hadn't been a meteor that hit them. He ran to his quarters and got his scouter.

"Nappa, get to the outside training grounds immediately. I'll meet you there."

A tear ran down his cheek when he realised they were the last two Saiyans in the whole galaxy. Their chances of beating Frieza and be free again had just been reduced to a percentage way too close to zero.

"What's so urgent, Prince? You sounded like immediate action was required."

"It's too late, Nappa. The bastard just won the war."

"What do you mean?"

"Vegeta-sei no longer exists."

"Nani? How…"

"He says a meteor. I say it was him."

"He destroyed them all? But… why?"

"He probably still fears the Legend of the Super Saiyan."

"That doesn't make any sense! You're most likely to fulfil that legend!"

"I know, Nappa. And to be very honest with you…" Vegeta stared at the ground for a while before continuing. "… it scares me."

"I'll protect you, Prince Vegeta, even if it costs me my life."

"Why, Nappa? It doesn't matter anymore. He's won."

"As long as we breathe, that fucking lizard hasn't won anything!" Nappa roared angrily.

"Search for survivors, Nappa," Vegeta commanded. "Maybe… There's a possibility that there are some Saiyans left."

"Kami, I hope your father is still alive, Prince Vegeta."

Vegeta shook his head. "No, he's dead. I can sense it now."

He felt Nappa's big hand on his small shoulder, but he shook it off. "Report to me every day, Nappa."

"I will, Prince Vegeta."

Vegeta couldn't sleep that night. He kept thinking about his father and all the Elite soldiers that were coldly wiped off the map. 'Why, father? Why did you have to die? Frieza said you would live as long as I obeyed the bastard. Why did he kill you anyway? Did you revolt?'

Tears streamed down his face as he stared at the ceiling for hours, trying to grasp the enormity of this loss.

"Well well, the little monkey is crying."

Vegeta sat up abruptly as he watched Frieza enter his room.

"What…"

"Shhh, monkey. There's no need to be ashamed for your tears. After all, you lost your family, not to mention your destiny today. That must be really… hard."

Vegeta started to back away until his back was to the wall. This was wrong. He could sense a grave danger and remained silent.

"Your father died today, Vegeta. Do you know what that means?"

Silence.

"It means that you're mine now, Vegeta, and you're about to experience a whole new world tonight."

"What do you want from me?" Vegeta whispered, almost scared to death by the cold, dark vibrations that Frieza emitted.

"They say Saiyans love fighting," Frieza continued. "But there's more than just fighting to them. They love sex as well, and when they're not fighting, they're fucking. They're not too picky either; I've seen pretty disgusting things happen after victory in battle. And then I began to wonder… what it would be like to have a young Saiyan like yourself at my disposal." Frieza suddenly jumped onto Vegeta's bed and grabbed him by his throat, pushing him even harder against the wall. "That would be great, wouldn't it, monkey?"

Vegeta gasped for air.

"In… your… dreams… damned… lizard…" he hissed. "I'm… no… whore!"

Vegeta charged an energy blast and fired, causing Frieza to let go. After the smoke cleared, he heard Frieza chuckle.

"Why are you even trying, monkey? You know you're no match for me."

"I'd rather die than let you have me," Vegeta growled.

"That can be arranged," Frieza retorted.

Vegeta's sight became a white screen when he felt Frieza's hand go through his stomach like a red-hot poker. He couldn't help screaming in agony when Frieza slowly turned his hand around inside of him.

"Oh, don't pass out on me, monkey. You haven't seen anything yet!"

Vegeta fell to his knees when Frieza pulled his insides out of the wound. He felt like he was dying. Slowly the world turned a dark shade of grey, but he didn't lose consciousness.

Another pain was added when Frieza entered him from behind, raping him with excessive force. It seemed to take forever, but eventually the world went totally black.