Here's the newest chapter. Sorry it took so long to get up. I just hope I haven't lost any of my reviewers. I had this done on Saturday but I realized I couldn't post until Monday so SORRY! Anyhow, I'm on a role now with ideas so I'm going to post no matter what. But if you guys could review it would be awesome.

Also, at this point in the story Vegeta is 11

Chapter Three: Five Years Later

This day started out like any other one. I got up extra early and dressed in my blue jumpsuit and white and gold armor. Then I left my room, my bunkmates Nappa and Raditz still sleeping, and headed towards the training room.

I had no idea what time it was. All I know is it was about four hours before wake up call. I didn't know what time that was either. Time didn't matter on this ship. Everything seemed like an eternity. All the chores and all the work seemed like it would never end, like the pain would never end. But it did. Everything ended eventually.

I shook that out of my head and focused on anything else. Somehow my mind was diverted to how long I had been here. I had been here six long years and it seemed like twenty. The only reason I knew it had been six years was because on the day Frieza destroyed my planet he would call me into his throne and remind me. Then he proceeded to tell me of how my father attempted to save him and how Frieza had killed him. Then he would laugh.

I wanted to kill him just for that, he mocked my race and made us out like fools. In reality he was the fool. He had left me, the Prince of all Saiyans, alive, and that will be a mistake that will come back to haunt him.

I clenched my fists and was actually glad to reach the training room. At least now I could vent my anger. Too bad I didn't have anything to beat up.

When I walked in I spotted a small being training. The whole room was empty save for this one being. It was kicking and punching and doing back flips like any of the men and they were just as fast, too.

I would have been impressed, but my pride didn't let me be impressed so I just scowled and wondered who dared to invade my training area. Of course it didn't belong just to me but to everyone. I was only one that used it in the morning and everyone knew to stay away from me. Slowly I was building my reputation and that reputation was as the strongest person on the ship. So, naturally, I wasn't going to let anyone interrupt my rise to power.

Crouching down, I watched the being's movements. They were quick and accurate. His only problem was that he wasn't aware of his surroundings. Any good fighter would have been able to sense me the moment I walked in. Obviously this idiot was an amateur.

Getting annoyed, I decided to move into action. I sprung at the being and tackled it to the ground. A muffled scream was released from his throat but was quickly silenced as his head was smashed into the tiles on the floor.

Before he had a chance to react, I dragged him to his feet and pressed him to the side of the wall, my hand at his throat, eyes narrowed. I was barely holding onto my sanity. The thrill of this power was pumping through my veins, hitting every spot and making me want more.

Narrowing my eyes I looked at the being that I held at least three feet above the ground and nearly gasped. But I was too arrogant to gasp so my eyes just went wide for a moment before I regained control.

It was a female! The girl was no older than five with a Saiyan jumpsuit on and short, brown hair with glowing emerald eyes. Around her waist was a fuzzy brown belt, which I identified as a tail. There was no doubt in my mind this girl was a Saiyan, but how?

Oh Kami! This was Raditz's daughter. What the hell was she doing here? How the hell did she survive this long? Why didn't I think of this before? I totally forgot about her. How could I be so stupid?

I silently cursed myself. I should have remembered that this female was still on board the ship. What shocked me the most (apart from the fact I forgot) was that Frieza hadn't found her. How was that possible? It wouldn't be hard to miss a brat like this running around. Especially since Frieza was very keen to the scent of a female.

I pushed the cold chill running up my spine away. I knew Frieza had a stash of whores aboard this ship for the soul purpose of pleasuring him and his Elites. I didn't dare take part in those rituals. Even though I thought of women as dirt, I wouldn't do that. Apart from some assumptions and accusations, I don't rape and I hardly ever torture.

The female gulped, I felt it pulse against my hand, and tried to pull my grip away from her neck; she was panicking. "I'm so sorry, Prince Vegeta. I didn't mean to intrude. I just wanted to train and I didn't think anyone would be here, sir. I'm so very sorry, your highness."

I had to smirk at her. The little brat actually knew whom she was dealing with. Raditz taught her well. Sadly, it gave me a big ego boost (like I need anymore) and a larger ego is the last thing I needed.

"You should be," was the only response I could muster. She nodded as much as she good under my grip. Maybe I should let the brat go. I was feeling good right now anyway.

I released my grip and she fell to the floor. She immediately scrambled up and I turned my back, crossing my arms. "Get out of my sight before I kill you."

She nodded and muttered her apologizes racing towards the door bowing all the way.

She was a good fighter; I had to admit that. I can tell when someone has potential and that brat had a lot of it. Maybe I should fight with her. Just to see how good she is. I'm not going soft so don't worry.

"Hey, brat." She stopped at the door and turned back to me, blinking once or twice.

"Yes, Prince Vegeta?"

"Fight me," I said, crouching down into fighting position. The female blinked once then smirked, crouching down as well. I was going to give her a little start (hey, I wasn't completely evil – yet), but as I went to spring at her she came at me first. She made a small move to punch my stomach, but I caught her hand. Then she tried a pathetic uppercut and I blocked that too.

Annoyed, I swing her into a nearby wall. She was back up a second after she hit, diving at me again. This time she dropped to her knees, dragging her leg under mine. I jumped over her legs and did a back flip. Once I landed on my feet, I sprung at her landing a nice punch on her jaw sending her flying into the wall.

When she got up I frowned at her. "You're holding back," I scolded. She looked down at her feet and nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry, your highness. I just didn't want to hurt you."

"Forget I'm the prince for now and just fight. Plus," I added with a smirk, "I highly doubt a wimp like you could actually hurt me."

Her eyes narrowed and, in a flash, she sprung at me. I wasn't ready and her punch smacked my stomach dragging all the air out of my lungs. I had never been hit that hard in my life. It felt like two billion tons of steel were just dropped on my stomach and an elephant was sitting on them trying to push it into my bones.

Then she grabbed my arm and flung me into the wall. I hit with a resounding crack. The pain was so intense I couldn't see; my eyes were watering and my body burning with the pain. It felt like every bone in my body was broken and it was about to get worse.

She continued to pound on my body and I now began to regret fighting with her. I couldn't even fight back. All I could do was sit there and bite my lip from screaming as the pain racked my body. It hurt horribly, hurt everywhere, and I was too damn slow to try and fight back. I couldn't even blink let alone throw a punch on this monster! How the hell could a five year old be this strong?

Finally she stopped. It was so sudden I blinked a couple of times before I realized she actually stopped. When I opened my eyes she was on her hands and knees panting. Sweat was pouring off her face.

I blinked again and stared at her. Was this girl for real? She beats me to a pulp (something I wouldn't like to admit) and then she looks like Frieza just kicked her ass. She had to be kidding.

I attempted to move towards her, but I groaned in pain and collapsed to the ground. I ached all over. The pain was pulsing throughout my limbs and into every vein. It hurt like hell and it wouldn't stop.

"Not...too bad, kid," I panted. Even my lungs hurt! What the hell was wrong with me? A five-year-old girl could beat me up. And I thought I was strong. Obviously I was very weak. Thinking of this made me angry. I growled in frustration and forced myself off the ground. I wasn't going to sit there and act like I was injured, even though I was – my pride was too big for that.

When I got up I pushed myself towards the fallen girl. Every inch of me ached and I had no energy, but I was driven by the fact I was pathetic. I had trained for five years nonstop and I didn't even compare to this child.

I wasn't mad I was pissed.

When I finally reached the girl, she looked up at me weakly. "I'm sorry, your highness. I just..." She looked away from me, obviously ashamed.

I had to resist the urge to kick her into the wall. I was so damn mad I could have probably taken on Frieza now and given him a pretty good fight. I just couldn't put into words what was pumping through my blood, filling every inch of me with a lust, a lust to get revenge. I worked my ass off to be the best, to prove myself, and a child comes in here and beats me! What kind of warrior was that? I needed to train more, to prove more.

Then the training room doors burst open and the three people I hated the most walked in. Zarbon and Dodoria, smirks on their faces, followed the lowliest scum on the planet – Frieza. He was about the same size as me now and looked like nothing more than a child, but his dark beady eyes glinted with a fierceness that was there from the years of killing. His eyes were hungry for blood, hungry for torture. For as long as I could remember they have been like that and it scared the hell out of me.

"What do we have here?" His voice hit me like a slap in the face and sent an icy shiver down my spine. "Two children fighting? My, my, that's against the rules."

Frieza nodded to Zarbon and he was on the move. In a flash he had my arms behind my back and my feet dangling at least two feet in the air. I couldn't even fight back. Actually, I kind of liked it, seeing as it took the pressure of my feet. But right now I ignored that and stared at the purple monster that was scooping up the girl.

"Who's your friend, Vegeta?" Frieza placed his hand on the girl's face, forcing her to look at him. She growled and snapped at his hand. I had to give her credit - that took guts. She almost got his hand too, if he had left it there a millisecond longer Frieza would be one finger less.

But the monster just smirked. "Feisty, aren't you? What's your name and how did you manage to get on my ship?"

The girl didn't answer, she just struggled against Dodoria, but he had a strong grip on her. Seeing it was fruitless, she soon gave up, but didn't say a word.

"I could force it out of you, but I don't feel like it right now." Frieza then moved to Vegeta. "What do you know about her? You give me this information and I'll spare you the flogging your in for."

I glanced to her once and her eyes pleaded with me not to tell him anything. She knew I knew who she was. I looked back to Frieza. He wanted me to tell him and I was going to get beaten anyway, Frieza never changed anything once his mind was set on it.

"I don't know," I said simply. Frieza's face contorted into anger.

"I know you know," he said somewhat calmly for how angry he looked. "Otherwise you wouldn't have been fighting her."

"I was training. She invaded and we fought. I do know one thing though. " I smirked. The next thing I said was probably the thing that sealed both our fates. "She's a Saiyan."

Frieza growled and whirled on the female. He signaled for Dodoria and he tossed her against the wall. Frieza moved to her as she struggled to get up. That's when he saw it: her tail. It was whipping around behind her angrily.

That wasn't good.

Then she pounced up and threw a punch at Frieza. It connected with his jaw and then she landed a few steps away, crouched and ready to pounce.

That really wasn't good.

Frieza just laughed and her eyes went wide. He shot over to her and had her pinned, by her throat, to the wall. She gripped his hand and struggled, her legs kicked helplessly while he just smirked.

Something bubbled in my stomach and I had a very...dare I say it?...paternal feeling come over me. I felt like I needed to help the girl, like it was my fault she got into that mess. Well, those feelings were crushed instantly. If I was going to be strong, I couldn't be worrying about some scrawny kid I just met that morning. I was the only one that mattered.

"You need to be taught a lesson." Frieza licked his lips greedily then moved the tongue along her lips. I shuddered and closed my eyes. I couldn't watch that; that was just purely sick.

When he removed his tongue he smirked at the female. "You'll get more, sure enough. I'll beat that Saiyan out of you faster than – ah!"

Did this girl have a death wish? She just spit on Frieza. As of now she was becoming my idol, but she was a complete idiot. No one did that and survived. I could tell Frieza was boiling now, but he was trying to hold it down.

"Get her into the throne room, Dodoria," he hissed out, his voice quivering with rage. Dodoria complied and took her from Frieza, then, slinging her onto his shoulder, he marched out of the room.

I followed them until Frieza's cold voice brought me back to looking at him. "You will get 50 lashes. Take him down, Zarbon."

Zarbon laughed. "My pleasure, my lord."

What had I gotten myself into?

Zarbon grabbed my arm roughly and hauled me out of the room. I looked back, just once, and caught the malicious look on Frieza's face. Up to that point I hated the bastard, but from that moment on I truly loathed him. I couldn't even put my hatred into words. My whole existence was based on killing him. I would, one day. I would laugh as he begged for mercy.

Then Zarbon left the room and dragged me down the hall. He began talking to me in that pretty boy voice about how much he was going to enjoy whipping me. I could have comeback with a comment about how guys like him need to get off like that because no woman would ever want him. But I didn't. It would only get me more lashes – and some laughs, but that was beside the point.

Soon we came to a set of doors, they opened before us and Zarbon tossed me in. I hit the floor with a thud, pain shooting up my back. I barely had time to react before two guards leapt on me. They slammed my cheek into the ground sending pain flying into my cheek. Cold cuffs latched onto my wrists and ankles cutting into the skin and holding me down. Then someone tore off my shirt leaving my back open to the air.

I heard the crack of the whip and Zarbon's hissing laughter. "I'm glad Frieza bestowed this honor upon me, you little runt. I'll give you a beating you won't soon forget."

The whip cut into my back and sent lashes of pain sprinting through my body. I bit back a cry as more hits came. With each one I felt the ruts forming in my back, the warm blood flowing through them.

I wouldn't let him get to me. I couldn't. If I showed emotion that would mean Frieza had won and I would never let Frieza win – not while I was alive anyway.

When he finished my back was raw and my energy was completely drained. The guards took the chains off of my wrists and ankles but I didn't move, I couldn't. Everything hurt so bad, everything stung. I kept telling myself that scars healed and pain was only for a little bit but somehow that seemed farfetched compared to the pain I was feeling now.

Suddenly I was dragged to my feet. I hissed in pain as all the blood in my body rushed to the scars on my back.

My vision blurred, I vaguely made out Zarbon's sneering face. "Too bad Frieza only gave you 50 lashes. I would have killed you, personally." He shrugged, sighed. "Oh, well. Now get dressed."

He tossed me to the ground and I rolled slowly to a stop, the cold metal hitting my scarred back. I pushed myself up, biting my cheek to stop from crying out. Then, slowly and painfully, I put on my shirt. Every inch of my body ached and the course armor did nothing to help my back.

Once I was dressed, I tried as hard as I could to stand. My legs were shaky but I managed it with a sneer on my face. Then Zarbon grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out of the room.

After a second of focusing, I could finally see and I knew the path we were taking well. We were going to Frieza's train room. But why would he want me? Unless he wanted to kill me. In that case I saw I'm in trouble and there's pretty much nothing I could do to get out of it.

Why me?

We came to a set of doors guarded by two huge beings with red skin. They opened the doors and Zarbon dragged me in. I winced as screams cut through the air like a knife. In the huge dark, room, Frieza sat on his throne a smirk on his face. Next to him was Dodoria holding the struggling brat and Kaia. Then, on the floor, was Raditz. Three guards held him while a four beat him with a hot, metal poker.

One last scream sliced through the air as Zarbon released me and gave me a shove. I stumbled a few feet before I regained my position only feet from Frieza. The creature looked at me and smirked waving his hand for the guard to stop torturing Raditz. Then he looked to me.

"I can only assume you knew about this brat and about these two mating," Frieza mused. "Tell me all you know. Lie to me and I will kill you."

The brat and Kaia looked to me hopefully and frightened. I could tell Frieza everything I knew about them therefore killing all of them and saving myself. That was all that mattered, right? I just needed to stay alive – who cared about who got hurt in the process. The ladder to success was a hard one. People were going to get hurt.

But if that was the case then why was this knot forming in my stomach? I shouldn't be feeling...regret right now. I should only be concerned for my own safety. But I couldn't shake that feeling. It was in the back of my mind, like a bad memory. My stomach began twisting into more and more knots that I knew couldn't be undone.

Jeez. Couldn't a guy just do something for himself? My mind was screaming to tell Frieza the truth and screw all others. But something else was whispering in my ear to save them. To help them like I wasn't.

I took a deep breath, sighed. "I knew that they were mated," I began. Kaia's face fell as her eyes narrowed. I glanced to Raditz's and he looked at me like I had just betrayed him. He had been one of my guards for as long as I can remember. I knew he would give his life for me. Come on. You didn't think I was that heartless, did you?

"They were mated long before you...put us in your service. However, Lord Frieza, I did not know about the female. She showed up this morning in the training room and I knew she was Saiyan but I didn't know how."

Frieza rose up, arms behind his back, and moved to Raditz. He looked at the bloody and beaten Saiyan. Then he turned to me. I knew that look in his eyes. It was the very look that was in those cold, black eyes the day he took me from my father.

"If I'm up on Saiyan customs then they mate for life. The only way to break that bond is to kill one of the two. I also believe if you kill one the other will die over a slow and painful twenty-four hour period," he added turning to Kaia who was now pale. "But with certain medicine, the one left alive will be able to stay alive. Is that true?"

Kaia gulped, fear washing over her face. Slowly, she nodded and Frieza smirked.

"That's what I thought. Now, which one of you should I kill? Raditz, or you?"

"Lord Frieza...please..." Frieza looked to Raditz. His head was up and blood was running from various wounds in his face. His eyes were glazed over yet he looked determined.

"Kill me just spare Kaia..."

"Oh, isn't that precious."

That was when Kaia broke free of Dodoria's grip. She sprinted towards Frieza, fire raging in her eyes. She leapt into the air and dove at Frieza. However, in one slow second, Frieza raised his hand and shot a ki blast straight through Kaia's heart. With a thud, her lifeless body fell to the floor.

All of this went by in slow motion. I saw it happen and I knew I should do something but my feet were rooted to the spot. Then I watched her die, watched as fear and anguish tore over Raditz and the brat's faces.

Frieza gave a chuckle. "Oops. Did I do that? Sorry – wait. Too late!" He smirked and turned to Raditz. "You'll stay alive as long as I see fit. Take him away."

Raditz hissed and struggled as much as he could to get out of the guards' grips as they dragged him away. "I'll get you for this Frieza! You will pay!"

The doors shut on his angry comments and Frieza turned to me. I tried to keep my face still, to not show my emotion. But she was one of my race; even if she wasn't a friend (not that I had any). I am the Saiyan prince and it is my duty to protect them no matter how many are left. I didn't do my duty. I was a horrible prince.

"What do you think I should do with their daughter, Vegeta? She is a Saiyan and by all means I should kill her." He smirked. "But I saw how she beat you and I think she would be a valuable piece to "

"Dodoria, take her to my chambers."

I watched as the pink monster took the brat to Frieza's room. I knew what he would do there tonight; I knew how he would touch her. Somehow it made me angry. He had no right to do that to her. She was just a child – a pathetic female.

I crushed those feelings. She was on her own and no matter how much I wanted to help – not that I did – I would not be able to do anything. Frieza would kill me for trying and then he would torture her.

No. You're on your own, kid.

With that thought I turned my back on the female and closed off my heart forever.

There it was. Tell me what you think. Also, I'm going to start introducing more characters from Frieza's ship and characters from other planets. If you guys email me a character or put it in your review I'll try to put him/her in the story. Thanks a lot – MS45