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Chapter Five: Everything Has a Price Part One

Nine years later

I rolled my neck as the door to my space pod opened up. Staying in that damned pod for three weeks really puts a damper on your physical abilities.

Stepping out, I looked around. I was in the landing area. It was huge with pods in parallel lines on the left and right walls, and ships in front of them. Aliens of all sorts moved around.

Soon an alien with a lab coat on and dark red skin came over to me. He had big blue eyes and a gangly body covered by a white lab coat. "Hello, Vegeta. How did it go on Ma-How?"

I smirked. "Why bother asking? Of course it went good, you imbecile."

Turning to the pods, I watched as Nappa and Raditz came out of their pods. They moved towards me and bowed their heads.

"Job well done," Raditz commented.

"We should go report to Frieza."

I shrugged. I had been away for a little over six weeks (took three weeks to get to the damned planet and back) and really didn't want to spoil my good mood by going to see that freak.

Of course if I didn't go Frieza would think of some way to mess up my good time. Sighing, I lowered my head. "Let's go get it over with. The sooner the better."

I led them out of the landing area and through the metal ship to Frieza's throne room. When we got to the room Frieza stood looking out the huge, floor to ceiling windows on the left, his back to us. Zarbon and Dodoria stood on either side of him.

It would be so easy to just shot a ki blast at him and kill him. I could do it, too. But I knew Frieza was faster and stronger than I was. I needed to wait just a little longer.

"Lord Frieza," I said, the words sticking to my tongue like poison. "We've returned from Ma-How."

"Yes. How did it go?"

"They surrendered in little under a day," I explained. "It went extremely well."

Frieza turned towards me, a smirk on his face. I suppressed a grimace. How I'd love to just kick him till that smirk vanished. Nothing would give me more pleasure.

"Wonderful," he mused. "Now, for more important matters. In a matter of days it will be your twentieth birthday. Most Saiyans mate at that time."

"Yes," I said, through gritted teeth. I felt Raditz tense behind me. The pain of loosing Kaia was still too close for comfort. I'm just glad he stopped talking about it. I couldn't take it anymore! It was 'Kaia this' and 'Kaia that' and 'I can't believe that monster killed Kaia'. Yeesh! I swore to myself I'd never be like that. Emotions would never rule me and no woman would ever tame me.

Frieza smirked. "I have a surprise for you in your room. I imagine you'll like it. Vegeta, you and Nappa can go but Raditz has to stay with me."

With a small bow, Nappa and I left. When the doors to the throne room shut behind us I slammed my fist into the wall. I knew exactly what Frieza was up to. He was going to give me one of his whores hoping that I would mate with her so then he could kill her and torture me like Raditz.

That was why he had to stay back. Frieza was going to give him the dose of medicine that kept him alive. I saw the pain on Raditz face after every dose. I knew how much it tore him up inside and I know it made him weaker afterwards. Frieza wasn't going to do that to me.

"Sire?"

I jerked back to reality and looked to Nappa. "What?"

"Is...something wrong?"

I growled and crossed my arms. "Nothing's wrong," I hissed, moving towards my room. If I didn't have sex with this whore then Frieza would know. The sick pervert knew things like that. He also knew that to mate you had to mark each other with a bite on the neck.

I was in trouble.

Sighing, I got to my room and hesitated. I could just go to the training room and bypass all of this. Just tell Frieza I didn't have time to go to my room.

I hissed. That was cowardly. I didn't run away from things. Screw Frieza. He wasn't going to catch me running away scared. Whatever was behind that door I would take it as the Saiyan warrior I am.

Opening the door, I walked in and ordered the lights on. When the room erupted into light my mouth dropped open. Tied to one of the bedposts was a female. She had a lithe body with lush curves and was clothed in skimpy red underwear with a red bra and a transparent cover that ran from the bottom of the bra to just past her crotch. Her hands were bound above her head and her brown hair was falling around the face of an angel with gleaming emerald eyes. Kami, she couldn't be more than fifteen.

I crossed my arms and smirked, staring at her. She wasn't half bad looking, quite gorgeous actually. And seeing as she was struggling and attempting to get loose showed she had spirit. I could get to like this one.

I moved deeper into the room and immediately she stopped struggling and glared at me. I pretended not to notice her as I took off my shirt and then proceeded to take off my pants.

"Whoa! Stop right there," she hissed. I looked at her and smirked.

"This is my room. I can do whatever I want in it."

"Not while I'm here."

I racked a looked over her body, smirked when she shivered. "Excuse me, but you're hardly clothed at all and you don't see me running around complaining."

"I didn't choose to be here, idiot. You think I get off wearing hardly anything and tying myself to bedposts and random people's rooms?"

"I don't know, do you?"

She snorted. "Asshole."

I narrowed my eyes. "You don't want to tempt me, woman. If you haven't noticed you're tied to a bedpost and I'm not. I could kill you if you wanted."

She smirked and removed her hands from the bedpost. The bonds were cut. "Not any more."

She leapt off the bed and crouched down. She charged me and tried to punch me. I caught it and smirked. She growled and tried to punch me again. Once again I caught the punch.

Then I rammed her against the wall and held her hands high above her hand, pressing my body against her. She struggled to move but I held my grip.

Soon she relaxed and I smirked. I had to hand it to her – she showed no fear in her eyes. Come to think of it, I had seen these eyes somewhere. I don't know where but they seemed really familiar.

"Do I know you?"

At that moment her eyes softened and she looked away. "I...don't think so."

Then it hit me. "Raditz. You're Raditz's brat. Why the hell did Frieza give you to me?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

I growled and released her, moving to my bed. I dropped down on it and felt her eyes on me. I knew she was sizing me up, wondering if I was truly the monster she had heard about from the other whores.

Total shock consumed me when I felt the bed dip beside me. I looked up to see the brat. She smiled at me.

"We've never been properly introduced. I'm Rena." She held out her hand to me but I just stared at it. Why would I shake her hand?

When she realized I wasn't going to shake she pulled back and gave a nervous laugh. "Not the social type, are you?" She stopped and sighed. "Guess not. My father used to tell me of all the things that happened to you when you were a kid. I guess that would make you not want to talk, huh?"

I glared at her. "Why are you talking?"

She gave a small smile. "'Cuz I can." I gave her one last glare and rose up. This female was a piece of work. She was a whore for nine years and she's cheery and trying to make conversation. What's up with that?

I stripped down to nothing and watched as she lowered her head. This girl would be really fun to play with. I smirked and moved to my newly acquired dresser to take out a towel. After I wrapped it around my waist I moved back to Rena.

"If you want to leave I suggest you do it before I get out of the shower because once I'm out you won't be able to go."

She looked up me but didn't say a thing, just searched my eyes. I knew she was looking for some type of emotion. I also knew she wasn't going to find it. The only emotion I held now was anger.

With a low growl, I moved into the shower. Part of me really wanted her to leave by the time I finished but the other part knew she wouldn't go. She was too damned smart and knew that if she left Frieza would find her.

Sure enough when I came back out of the shower she was looking around my room. I leaned against the doorway and looked at her move. She moved with a warrior's grace. She had a strong build with various bruises and cuts all over her body. I knew very well Frieza had given them to her.

"Enjoy your shower?" she turned towards me, arms crossed. I smirked and moved into the room.

"Of course," I replied moving to my dressed. I took off the towel and dried. I watched her out of the corner of my eye and saw that she looked away once again.

After I dried I dressed in a pair of shorts and laid down on the bed, studying her as she looked out the window to the vast universe.

I knew in a heartbeat I could have her in my bed and have her begging for mercy but I didn't want to. She was Raditz daughter and although I cared very little about the guard that had protected me all my life, that was just nasty. She was just a kid and I didn't do that.

"So..." She broke off as she turned to me.

"Yes?"

"Um...what do I call you? Vegeta? Sir? Prince? Idiot?"

I gave a soft chuckle. "Prince works. But if you call me idiot I'll have to kill you."

What was it about this girl? Something was weird about her, something that made me want to relax. Of course, being a trained warrior, I didn't. How was I supposed to know that Frieza wasn't sending her in here just to get me to give her information about something or another?

"Will you stop staring at me?"

I gave a playful grin and raised my eyebrows. "Why? Does it annoy you?"

"Yeah. You're looking at me like I'm an appetizer." Her eyes clouded over as she turned away. "That's the way Frieza looks at me." She cursed and turned back to me, fire in her eyes. "I just want t kill him, I want to tear him apart every time he looks at me like that. But I know I can't and it annoys the hell out of me."

Memo to self: don't look at her like she is food. She will bite head off and roast it.

I decided to sit up and motioned for her to come to me. She eyed me warily and I hissed. "I'm not going to hurt you, woman. Just come over here."

She did so and took a seat beside me. I leaned down and pressed the button on my bed to take out the medicine tray. After taking out some ointment and ice, I pushed the tray back in.

"Where did you get that?" I pointed to a fresh cut running across her right cheek. She touched it, sighed.

"Do you really need to ask?"

I managed a smirk and handed her the ice and ointment. "There's a bed over on the right wall. Push the button and it will come out. I'm going to bed so don't bother me."

She smiled at me and made her way to the bed. After I saw she was settled in I ordered the lights off and lay down. Little did I know that I had unintentionally adopted this female and I wouldn't get rid of her very easily.

That night I didn't sleep very well. I tossed and turned and just couldn't sleep. I kept seeing my father dying, seeing my home destroyed, and watching Zarbon raping Rena.

The last one stuck out in my mind the most. Why did I keep thinking about it? But the biggest question was why didn't I stop it? I just turned my back and walked away. I could have saved her one beating but gotten one myself so what was the point?

It was about three when I finally gave up and decided to go train. I worked myself ridged in that room. I get out all of my frustration and annoyance. This brat wouldn't go out of my mind. She was so...cheerful. She had a horrible life so why wasn't she bitter and resentful. In other words like me.

After I was sweating and panting, I decided to take a walk around the ship, seeing as it was only five when I finished.

As I walked I realized just how much I hated this ship. It bore witness to plenty of my downfalls and my pain. This ship symbolized everything I hated, mainly Frieza. This was his ship and everything in it reminded me of him down to the gaudy purple and white colors on the wall. Frieza's scent filled the hallways; it reeked of him wherever I went and I just couldn't get away.

I cursed lightly as someone laughed – or giggled. I looked up and spotted two women in front of me. Their skin was pale and they were very thin. One had long, blonde hair and bright blue eyes, the other jet-black hair and brown eyes. Both of them were scarcely dressed in light purple skirts that hung to their ankles and had slits up to their hips with a light purple shirt that barely covered their full breasts.

Rhaki and Mica.

Why me?

"Hello, Vegeta," the blonde, Rhaki, cooed, moving towards me. "I haven't seen you in a while. How have you been?"

I crossed my arms and grimaced. These two were some of Frieza's whores. They had a strange affection towards me and it annoyed me to no end. I gave them the cold shoulder constantly and they didn't get it. Stupid bimbos.

"I heard Frieza gave Rena to you," Mica hissed. "One of us would have been a better match. We could have...pleasured you more. She's only a child."

I growled and stepped around them. I didn't need this today. Any other day I would have gladly engaged in a yelling contest but I didn't feel like it today.

I got two steps before Rhaki put her hand on my shoulder. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed her hand. Whirling around, I flipped Rhaki over and tossed her into the wall. She whined in pain.

"Don't ever touch me or you won't end up so lucky next time."

Rhaki struggled up, clutching her arm. "You won't end up so lucky next time."

Rhaki struggled up, clutching her arm. "I don't get you, Vegeta. You'll let that bitch Saiyan touch you but I can't? There's something wrong with that."

I started seeing red. Something about that got my blood boiling. I never hit women but right now I wanted to pound Rhaki's face in until you couldn't tell who she was anymore. I couldn't explain what made me so mad. Later on I would tell myself I was a prince and I didn't let people insult my race, but my gut told me it was deeper than that.

Obviously the two women saw the anger in my face and stepped back. I took when step forward, a smirk on my face. I was glad they were scared; I wanted them scared. But a voice came from down the corridor.

"He never touched me, Rhaki. And if he did I would rip his head off faster than he could blink."

I looked past the women and saw Rena striding down the hall to meet me. She was now dressed in a Saiyan fighting uniform – my Saiyan fighting uniform. The little brat was rooting through my stuff.

When Rena reached them, Rhaki and Mica glared at her. "What do you want?"

Rena smirked at Mica, a smirk that made mine run in fear. "This." She slammed her fist into Mica's jaw sending the black-haired girl flying into the wall. Her body slumped to the wall just as Rhaki let out a yell and charged Rena.

With the speed and agility of any Saiyan male, she pivoted and dragged her fist into Rhaki's gut then finished it with a kick to the jaw. After she finished she turned to me.

I blinked. Did that just happen? She just took down those two without a second thought. Maybe she wasn't as cheery as I originally thought.

"Let's go," she said, moving down the hall. After shaking my head, I walked after her.

When I caught up to her, I said, "You're wearing my outfit. What gives you permission to go walking around in my clothes?"

She offered a sheepish smile. "I didn't want to go out walking in what I was wearing. I thought you wouldn't mind."

"Well, I do mind." But I couldn't suppress the smirk as we reached my room. I led us in and sat on the bed, she joined me.

"Why do you insist on following me? You could leave. Actually, I want you to leave."

"No, you don't."

How did she read that lie? Why was I so stupid as to think I actually wanted her to stay? I was going soft, that was the only explanation. Jeez.

"Then what do I want?"

She looked me up and down, met my onyx eyes with her emerald ones and a knot tightened in my stomach. What did I want? To kill Frieza – that was it. But what about after? I had nowhere to go, I had no home. I'd go around killing things but what would be the point? Right now my only reason to live was to kill Frieza and become a Super Saiyan. That was why I didn't kill myself long ago.

I opened my mouth when a beeping sounded. I growled and rose, moving to the wall by the door. I pressed a button there and spoke into the speaker. "What?"

"Don't talk to me like that, Saiyan," Zarbon hissed at me. "You are to come to the throne room immediately and bring your whore."

I cursed and turned to Rena, who was standing up. Her face was set and her eyes were narrowed. "I guess we should go. What do you think he wants us for?"

I didn't answer, but turned and led her out of the room. I really didn't want to think what Frieza wanted us for. But I had a pretty good idea.

We walked to the throne room in silence and when we got there the room was empty save for Frieza and one old being. It was a male, his skin was wrinkled and green and he had a pair of red horns sticking out from under his messy, brown hair. He was hunched over and was wearing a black cloak.

When we entered, I bowed my head to Frieza and the being turned to me. My heart stopped when I met those gold orbs. I knew those eyes. This was the guy that was there the night Rena was born.

I glanced to her and she was frozen, her eyes wide. She muttered one word that had my memories surging back to me: "Méndel".

"Welcome. How has everything been going?" I turned back to Frieza and suppressed a growl at his sneer. Kami, he was annoying. He knew just how to get under a guy's skin and stay there; like an itch you just can't reach.

"Great, Lord Frieza," I said through clenched teeth. He gave a small laugh and nodded to Méndel.

"This creature wants to talk to you and the girl. I have agreed to it under the terms that you have ten minutes and I will be guarding the door. Any more and I will kill all of you, you try to run and I will kill all of you slowly." He offered a horrifying smile. "Goodbye."

Frieza glared at Méndel then moved out of the room. Once the doors shut, Rena cursed.

"What is going on? Who do I know you? Kami." She ran her hands through her hair, glared at him. "Can you tell me something?"

Méndel smiled. "Why you've been having all of these dreams? Because they are memories, your memories."

Rena blinked, crossed her arms. "I've never been through anything like that and trust me, I would know."

"That's because they didn't happen in this lifetime."

I was ultimately lost. I stepped between then, deciding to find out what was going on. "This is nice at all, love the warm fuzzy feelings, but what's going on?"

"Same."

Méndel sighed. "Rena, you are the reincarnation of an ancient warrior named Karinka. Karinka was the daughter of the legendary Super Saiyan. She was abandoned as a child and I picked her up. However, her power was so immense that she could barely control it. I kept her for thirty years, but one night she slaughtered a whole planet and did not even remember it. When I told her, she begged than I kill her."

He looked at Rena, his golden eyes tearing. "I did so, but I kept her soul alive until a time when I could place it in another being. I found you would be perfect. You are indeed her reincarnation, Rena."

I stared at the man. I could care less if Rena was a reincarnation of Frieza's mother. Méndel said the Super Saiyan was real and Rena was the Super Saiyan's daughter's reincarnation. I don't know what the means but it had to be a good omen.

If the Super Saiyan legend was true then that meant that I could be a Super Saiyan. It wasn't impossible and I was going to do it.

"Why do you bother showing up now?" Rena's eyes were blazing, her hands clenched. I could have smacked her for bringing me out of my dream.

"It's been fifteen years and you couldn't have bothered to show up before and say, 'Oh, Rena, the soul you have isn't yours – it's someone else's. Just thought you might like to know'."

Méndel smiled. "I did not come before because there was no need. You would have gotten through the nightmares – you already have."

Rena crossed her arms and growled. "Yeah, right. So what is this? A social call?"

His eyes clouded over. "No. I did not think that you would have the power of Karinka but you do. You have felt it before in short bursts."

That explains how she was able to beat me all those years ago in the training room. She didn't have a small burst. Not even five minutes and she was tired beyond belief.

Great. That just spoiled my fun. If she has the power of the legendary Super Saiyan's daughter then that means she'll turn Super Saiyan. Now that's not fair. I'm the prince; I should be the one to turn Super Saiyan.

"So? I don't see how this relates to anything."

"Your powers are steadily growing, you feel it everyday. You haven't learned to control them so they will get out of control." Méndel took a deep breath, met Rena's eyes with hard ones. "In a month's time your power will consume you and destroy the universe."

Oh crap.

Dun, dun, dun!!! How did you like? I'll try to get the next chapter out soon. I go back to school September 8th and I won't have much time to write then so I'm cramming now. Please review – MS45