Disclaimer: don't own DBZ

Warning: RAPE (in the first three parts), language, violence (the usual)

CHAPTER 9: EXODUS…

Vegeta shook the last bits of the regen tank's liquid out of his crest of hair. He kept gazing at his loyal bodyguard while the other was looking away, busy arranging some new armour for the Prince. It never occurred to him before how handsome the longhaired Saiyan actually was. It was the first time he really took notice of how sexually arousing his enticing scent was with every waft of it when that dark brown appendage made another sway. When he had been so closely against him, it had seemed like a delicious cocktail of several scents. Above the rest, Saiyan of course. It was one of the few things that made him miss his home… lots of other scents; sort of… exotic? Earthly scent… and fire? Campfire and burning ruins… and blood.

Vegeta felt suddenly the irresistible urge to bury his face and nose in that rich sea of ebony silk, to trace his fingers over those neck muscles where even now small beads of sweat gathered, giving his skin a sort of shine in the room's strong light. But he was pulled out of his reverie when suddenly his scouter beeped.

Both Saiyans flinched and slowly looked to each other. Raditz shook his head, indicating that he shouldn't answer. But the scouter mercilessly continued to beep…

'He'll kill me if I don't' mouthed Vegeta to his fellow Saiyan. Raditz sighed in defeat. The Prince swallowed slightly and pressed the button on his earpiece.

"Yes?……… You want what? … You……… er…… Yes, he'll come…" Vegeta clicked the scouter off and started to put his clothes back on. Their eyes met again. Raditz asked wordlessly.

"He wants to see us both…"

"Nani? … What is that freak up to now…"

"Keep a bit quiet… he's got his damn boot-licking goons everywhere…" Vegeta glanced a bit cautiously around and noticed to his relief that no one could hear their conversation. He looked back to Raditz.

"I have no idea what the sick bastard's up to either, I'm no freakin' mind reader!"

"We'll… just have to see."

"At least he asked us both… I don't think he would ………"

Raditz nodded and followed his Prince into the corridors.


The pale tyrant turned around when he heard the sound of the door being opened. His smirk widened at the wanted sight he got: the two young, but so beautiful Saiyans. Frieza licked over his lips.

Both looked very nervous and kept their silence. He even startled them as he started to speak: "I suppose you both know why you are here…"

A look of realization appeared rather quickly on the longhaired one's face and he stepped in front of the Prince, scowling fiercely back at Frieza.

Burning ebony eyes pierced right through him, into the core of his very being. Spikes of a hellish black colour surrounded the creature's face, and formed a long mane that went down to below his knees.

Frieza flinched mentally. What the hell? Where did that came from? … The dream… That Saiyan… No… just stupid coincidence!

So he wanted to protect him. How cute… Cute, but futile. Frieza stepped forward towards them. The poor monkey even wanted to fight him! He easily blocked the punch and slammed the boy aside against the wall.

He quickly stood back up, those black orbs burning determined. Ah, yes. If it's something that those Saiyans have, then it's a true fighting spirit. Even the Ice-jin tyrant had a slight admiration for that.

Frieza laughed "You have to wait your turn, little monkey! First you may watch how I take the one you're trying to protect!"


Raditz snarled angrily and threw himself at the kisama again, but was grabbed and pulled harshly aside by the bastard's lackey, Zarbon. This was no good… he couldn't move at all, the son of a bitch had also taken hold of his tail. Raditz gritted his teeth, he wouldn't scream, even when the pressure on his tail was becoming hard to handle.

He could only watch, powerless to do anything, when Vegeta screamed in protest and horror as the freak grabbed and took him, all over again…

When the Prince lay exhausted, shivering naked on the cold floor, Frieza stepped towards Raditz. Vegeta was left for Zarbon and Dodoria.

His armour was ripped apart and what little he had of bodysuit soon lay in shreds on the floor. Raditz was thrown to the ground and his legs spread apart as Frieza entered him violently.

He yelled a word at each hard thrust: "How do you like this, little monkey?"

Raditz shuddered mentally in horror as he felt that the lizard came in him, a sick feeling of dizziness almost overwhelmed him.

Frieza leant over him; his hands ran perversely over the Saiyan's chest, black nails raking over the shapes of his muscles. "I asked if you liked it, my little pet? 'Cause that's just what you are… my pet! Maybe I should let you wear a collar and a leash from now on!" Frieza laughed loudly. The lizard was obviously drunk again.

Raditz yelled disgusted, trying to turn his face away from that stinking breath. His eyes opened as he heard Vegeta scream again. That kisama! He was raping the Prince with his tail now! Raditz growled and looked up.

"Ah, my little monkey, how about we go for the second round?"


Raditz burned with growing rage and he glanced around for anything useful. Suddenly his eyes fell on something above him: two double axes, made of a very rare metal, supposedly the strongest there is in the universe, you could tell by the dark blue glance lying on the metal's surface.

In a reflex, Raditz reached out and took the axes in his hands. Screaming in blind fury, he slashed the axe in an upward arch… right in Frieza's groin. The razor sharp blade cut deeply through flesh and bones. (like a pudding! … A/N: saw Dragonheart recently again, the movie I mean)

The creature shifted its arm and caught the halberd in its two hands. The smirk became even darker and an evil glint flashed in those ebony eyes, before it laughed out loud, the most demonic sound he had ever heard. His eyes went wide when the creature drew the halberd back over its head, ready to slash him right into two pieces. The blade came down

Blood, cum and liquid from torn organs pooled on the floor as the Saiyan jumped to his feet, grinning like mad "How do you like it when I penetrate YOU for a change, Frieza?"

The tyrant twisted and howled in excruciating pain and agony.

Taking advantage of Zarbon and Dodoria's initial shock, Raditz pulled Vegeta from their hands as he ran between them and quickly left the room, holding the unconscious body of the Prince in one arm, the second axe in the other.

Raditz was in some kind of trance, his feet barely touched the ground as he ran as fast as he could through the corridors of the base; he couldn't see a thing, a red fog was hanging in front of his eyes, but he didn't notice or got lost, he just ran. His mind was screaming, hungry for the blood it had just spilled. One thing kept his actions clear: he had to get the Prince into safety.

But suddenly, he painfully bumped into something else, fell back and hit the ground. Raditz looked up… to the Ginyu Force. The purple, ugly leader of the Force smirked perverted down to the two Saiyans.

"Well, well, well… what do we have here… two delicious, naked little monkeys!"

Barely noticing what he was doing, Raditz shifted the body of the Prince on his shoulder as he crouched; his fingers closed around the axe's handle, which lay on the floor beside him. His mind wanted to obliterate, his body obeyed.

Raditz leaped forward like a predator attacking its prey, the axe's blade found its way into Ginyu's face, crushing and shattering the fragile skull structure underneath. He passed the falling corpse and the gushing fountain of blood, smashed brains and bone splinters, ripped the scouter from Recoome's face (the only other beside Ginyu that was wearing one at that moment) and disappeared in the darkness of the corridor before the shocked Ginyu Force could do anything.

"Kill that fucking crazy beast!" Dodoria came running. The still living members of the Force nodded and went in pursuit. Zarbon, in the meanwhile, had taken Frieza to the medical bay.

Raditz finally calmed down; panting, he sat down on the ground in one of the storage rooms, after closing the door behind him. They would be relatively safe here… for now. No one comes down here, except for some servants from time to time, and they are an easy kill.

Vegeta stirred and finally woke. Instinctively, he scrambled away from the person holding him.

"Don't worry, my Prince… you're safe now, here with me…"

"R-Raditz?… But…" He looked around confused "… What happened?…"

"Frieza isn't here…" Raditz smirked "And I doubt you'll see him that soon again… I must have hurt him very badly, because he didn't even come after us…"

Vegeta blinked "You? Hurt Frieza very badly?"

Raditz nodded "Yeah… that metal went really deep… I wonder if he can even remove it …" He looked to other axe.

"… Then what happened to that weapon?"

"We had an … ah, 'unfortunate' encounter with the Ginyu Force…"

"And?"

Raditz grinned "I killed that bastard Ginyu!"

"You did WHAT?" Vegeta looked to Raditz wide-eyed. But he soon enough grinned along with the other Saiyan. 'Ginyu dead and Frieza hurt? This must be a good dream! Or… not… I'm still… naked, just great…and my body hurts like shit…'

"But… what are we going to do now?"

"… We have to get away from this place… and from Frieza…"

"We'd better, we're doomed if they catch us…"

Raditz stood up from the box he had been sitting on. He equipped the stolen scouter and activated a link.

"… Turles? … Yeah, can't explain now, listen. You've got to get to the launching area whatever you want to take with, we're going out of here! … I said I couldn't explain now! Just do it!" Raditz took the scouter off and crushed the device in his hand.

Suddenly the door swayed open. Both Saiyans flinched, turning around with fear in their eyes. In the doorway stood Jeice.

Raditz growled stepping in front of Vegeta and holding his still bloodied axe ready.

"Wow, calm down, Saiyan… Really, I'm not here to hurt either of you."

"You are one of Frieza's goons too…"

"I'm not… I'm just here 'cause I have to… like you. My home planet was destroyed by the same bastard, you know……… You can't stay here, they'll track you soon enough; even I found you."

Vegeta stepped up beside Raditz "We know… We're getting off this planet."

"You're going to steal some space pods? You'll never get away!"

"We're going to try anyway… At least we'd die in freedom, lest to be a slave to that perverted kisama another day…"

"… You're right… sigh, I wish I had your courage, Saiyans… You'd better take some clothes and armour from the stock here… unless you'd prefer to stay naked of course."

Raditz flushed slightly "Er… no, we'll get some clothing…"

"Good luck, Saiyans… I'll try to stop the pursuit a bit when you get away…" The red-skinned warrior turned around and started to walk away.

"Oh, and Jeice…"

He stopped and looked back to Vegeta "Yeah?"

"… I don't know why you're doing this, but… thanks…"

"I hate the slimy lizard as much as you do, Saiyan… so you're welcome…" He walked off "Oh, and er… Thanks for finishing off that loud-mouthed, lazy bastard Ginyu…"

"No problem…" Raditz turned around and opened one of the boxes behind them "… No, these are those stupid laser weapons…"

Vegeta opened another "I got the armour…" He took out two chest armours and tossed one to Raditz. The other Saiyan caught it "Now just the clothing…" Vegeta looked around.

Raditz searched through the boxes "Scouters… er… weird stuff … I don't think I want to know what's THAT… heh, finally… got the bodysuits."

They dressed quickly and left the storage room. The Saiyans managed to get to the launching area without too much trouble and found Turles there, standing over some corpses of the aliens guarding the platforms.

"There you are, little brother… Vegeta… but what the hell's going on?"

"I'll tell you, but now we have to get out of here!"

"Er… Hai."

Raditz and Turles ran onto the platform and got into their space pods. Vegeta looked to the control room. He raised his hand and fired a ki blast, obliterating the computer used for the tracking system "That'll give them a hard time finding us…" He followed the others.


"So … you really killed Ginyu? With an axe?"

"Yeah, that's what happened… must have gotten really angry."

"Remind me never to get you really angry…"

"I will…"

"Sorry to interrupt your nice chat," Vegeta's voice cut in on the pod's communication device, "but where are we actually going to?"

"Er… yeah, Raditz… What's the plan…"

"We're heading for Chikyuu-sei…"


Kira blocked the punch to her head but couldn't stop the following kick into her side. She slammed into the wall, kicked off against it, flipped in the air and landed. "Nice one, Bardock… you're finally getting stronger."

The Saiyan snorted " 'Finally'?"

"Hm… alright, you didn't take that long… considering that we haven't been training that long yet, just a few days…"

"Yeah… But… Kira, are you now going to tell me what's going on or not?"

"Fine… I won't tell everything just yet, but I'll continue my story…

I told you already of the two races that appeared at the dawn of time. One are the Gods or 'Kami', the other race are the Demons, or 'Chaos'. Now, the Lord, King, or leader, or however you want to call that, of the Chaos race was Daimoon. He was a very powerful demon and when he led his people in the war, the Demons were originally winning. But at a certain point in the battle, the tables turned… The hero leader of the Kami race killed Daimoon.

The Demons were soon defeated by the Gods after the death of their Lord. Daimoon was destroyed, physically and almost fully in spirit, taking away his chance for reincarnation, thanks to a curse placed on his corpse by the holy sword of the Hero."

"That war… isn't it the one depicted on those tapestries in the hall?"

"Yes, it is… but the ones that really were there in the fight are growing short in number…"

"… Were you?"

"Yes…"

Bardock's eyes widened "Then you must be millions of years old!"

"Must be somewhere around that, yeah… Never heard that demons are immortal? Oh, yes, we can be killed… it was proven in the war… but we do not grow in age… and besides, about being millions of years old… so is your soul, Bardock."

"…… Nani?"

Kira walked to the window, resting her arms on the sill while looking off into the distance of the strange wasteland outside. "What do you think you saw in your dream?"

"… You said that it was my soul."

"I didn't lie… but still you don't believe me."

"After all I've been through now…"

"You don't believe me, now do you?"

"… I … guess not, but… I don't understand what you mean with that. How can that … creature be my soul?"

"To understand that, you'd have to let me continue my story…"

"Then, by all means, do…"

"You see, Bardock… Demons can be killed, but their soul can return… in a new body. 'Reincarnation', as they call it. But, the true demon's soul is dormant in that body, because the new person doesn't know who or what he or she really is. So it can be that he stays ignorant and lives a ... 'normal' life.

But your soul, Bardock, is a very special one…"

"… Why is that?"

"Daimoon had 4 generals… they were his most loyal and strongest warriors and were called the 'Four Horsemen'; together, the five led the Chaos army. That's actually where I come in…"

"Who are you then?"

"I was the Lieutenant … and love… of the Fourth of the Four Horsemen… Death…"

The image of the creature in his dream immediately appeared in front of hismind's eye "Death?…But … isn't that…"

Kira turned her head and looked to Bardock "You…"