Vegeta put his hands to
his head and scratched at his skin.
"Don't let
him do this to you," he thought desperately. "You're
letting him get in your mind, tear you apart. Don't let him."
Frieza was still talking. "Stupid monkey! How idiotic do you
need to be to not know the planet you were sent to destroy? They were
an ally, didn't they tell you that?"
"Yes
sir, but we assumed they were just lying!" the eleven year old
exclaimed. "We've heard it before!"
"Can't
you tell when they're lying!" Frieza yelled.
"People can lie very well when they're trying to survive,"
muttered Vegeta.
"You're such an idiot!"
Frieza sent a ki beam at Vegeta's stomach. Vegeta dodged, but it
still hit his side, knocked him over, and cut deeply. Vegeta gasped
in pain.
"Get out! You will go by yourself to
the right planet tomorrow! Do you understand!"
Vegeta nodded, swallowing. He scrambled up and ran out of the room.
He was still breathing heavily when he reached his room. He looked
behind him and saw a trail of blood drops and heard someone
coming.
"Someone got attacked," smirked the
person. Someone else smirked as well. Vegeta realized it was Nappa
and Raditz.
The prince ran back out of his room and
towards the two saiyans. He needed their support.
"Nappa!" he exclaimed. "It was me that got attacked."
He ran into the big, hulking man.
Nappa put his hands
on Vegeta's shoulder. "Who attacked you?" he asked
seriously.
Vegeta swallowed again. "Frieza,"
he muttered. He looked so scared. "Apparently we were sent to
the wrong planet, Dodoria lied, when we destroyed it...it was one
of Frieza's allies...he said he was going to send me back to destroy
the right planet. Then he attacked me and said to get out."
"You have to go alone?" exclaimed Raditz. "You're too
young!"
Vegeta looked desperate and
terrified.
"Nappa..." Raditz said.
"There's nothing we can do," replied Nappa.
The prince sighed. He'd known that already, he was just so terrified.
It was then that the other saiyans realized just how badly he'd been
cut and how much blood he was losing. It was quite a bit.
"You got really hurt," muttered Raditz.
Vegeta glanced at his cut and shrugged. "It's all right, it
doesn't hurt."
Nappa looked doubtful about that
however. It had to hurt pretty badly.
"Monkey!" Frieza could be heard screaming early the next
morning. Anyone else who heard this winced. It had to be aimed at
Vegeta. Although they'd never admit it, they felt pretty bad for the
young boy.
Vegeta, however, was already waiting for
this. He ran to Frieza.
"I'm here sir."
"Good." Frieza shoved Vegeta violently into a ship and set
the coordinates himself. Then he shut the door and pressed a button
that sent Vegeta off.
The boy inhaled and exhaled
deeply, trying to stay calm. He had never attempted to occupy a
planet by himself before. He had to put all his faith in his power
level at 5, 000. Vegeta shut his eyes and waited until he felt
himself land. The door opened and he stepped off. Looking around, it
almost seemed deserted. Which could only be a bad thing. He walked
around, and realized what a small planet it was. There wasn't a soul
in sight. The only thing on the whole damn planet were large dirt
piles. No trees, no plants. The only water was a puddle here and
there. It wasn't too hot, or too cold.
Vegeta got
frustrated. "What the hell."
Suddenly, he
felt a series of sharp pricks on his legs and it seemed to be moving
up his body. He bent to wipe it off and felt the pricks on his hand.
He looked closer and noticed that hundreds of people were crawling on
his hands. They looked like people, but they were the size of ants.
They had minute-sized spears and knives and were using those to climb
like they were ice picks. Vegeta's eyes widened in shock.
"Holy-!" he exclaimed. "My God!" It was slightly
disturbing because if he was going to blast them, he'd blast his leg
off. Or his hand. "Damn it!" he muttered. He backed away
and started blasting the ground. Blood seeped across the ground in
such a small amount it was just noticeable.
Vegeta
removed his glove and shook it off. The small people fell off and he
blasted those. He then put his glove on his leg and the people
crawled onto it. Vegeta waited until the glove was almost black, then
shook it off and blasted it. The blood was almost building up by
then, it looked like someone had poured a small amount onto the
ground. After a few minutes, the miniature people were generally all
gone. So Vegeta stopped and went to find another colony. He bent down
and listened closely, noticing a faint squeaking sound. He realized
it was words.
"Who are you, monster!" the
small person screeched.
"I work for Frieza. He
wants you to join his empire. We'll kill you if you don't. So just
let me talk to your leader."
The little man
scuttled off and came back with the largest one Vegeta had seen so
far.
"What do you want, murderer?" snarled
the leader.
"I don't want anything, it's Lord
Frieza who does. He wishes you to join his empire. We will kill you
if you don't, so you might want to."
"Never!"
squeaked the small man defiantly.
"Fine then
shorty," Vegeta replied simply. He stood up and chose a spot not
too far away. He sent a large ki beam at it, making a large whole in
the planet. Several colonies were destroyed at once.
"No!" screamed the leader.
Vegeta
continued. He chose random spots and blasted them. After only about
fifteen minutes, half of the tiny planet was destroyed.
The leader had collapsed to his knees, at least Vegeta figured this,
because he seemed even shorter.
Then the prince felt
a prick in his leg and knelt down.
"We'll join
the empire," muttered the leader.
"What?
You're too small, I can't hear you," smirked Vegeta.
"We'll join your empire!" yelled the leader. "Are you
happy now!"
Vegeta smiled. "Frieza
definitely will be." He backed away, got back into his ship, and
took back off. When he reached his own planet again, he reported
straight back to Frieza.
"Lord Frieza."
Vegeta knelt down on one knee. "The race on that planet-"
he wasn't sure what it was- "has submitted to your empire after
only a few hours."
"Good," said Frieza
coldly. "You've done something right, Monkey," sneered
Frieza. Vegeta kept his head down and stared at the floor.
"You may go," Frieza added.
Vegeta stood
up, slightly proud of himself for not screwing up again, and left the
room.
