DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in DBZ, but I do own Matronene. I'm getting tired of saying it.

Vegeta sighed. "Nappa," he muttered quietly, "pick her up."

Nappa walked over to her and lifted her gently.

"I guess it turned out to be too much for her," Raditz sighed.

Vegeta nodded, staring at the floor. Suddenly, he said something that the two saiyans had never heard from his before: "I hate what Frieza is doing to us. What he's making us do. I hate it." He made a loud noise of exasperation and punched the wall, making a dent in it. "Why do we have to do these things! Look what it's done to that girl! Look at this planet! Do you remember what it was like when we heard our planet was destroyed? It's awful! I hate this!" He screamed like he was losing his mind. "Can you see all these dead people? Now we have to destroy their bodies, along with the rest of the planet! We hate what has happened to our race, but we continue to do it to other races! And for what?"

"Our lives," whispered Nappa.

"Look at our lives!" shrieked Vegeta. "I don't know about you two, but I hate my life! Frieza's lapdog! I hate him! I hate all of this!" He put one hand over his eyes and put the other one on the wall, to keep himself up. He was breathing hard, deep, and fast. The other two saiyans just turned away from him. They didn't really understand Vegeta's emotions because he was the prince, and he was thirteen. They were just warriors, and they were fifteen. They knew Vegeta had killed for a long, long time to keep his father alive, but then his father had been killed by Frieza. Now what was he working for? They didn't know, but Vegeta was doing it to keep them alive. As far as he knew, they were the only ones left. Maybe there were more, on different planets, but they probably had forgotten what a saiyan even was. Vegeta felt also that he had to stay alive- he had to avenge his race, make them, and especially his father, proud. He had to become the legendary super saiyan.

They were going down the stairs when they heard Vegeta's footsteps.

"I guess he's calmed down a little," muttered Raditz. Nappa nodded.

When the prince caught up with them, he was speaking quickly and efficiently. "All right, one of you put the girl in her capsule, set her coordinates. I'll stay behind to kill the planet."

The other saiyans nodded and went quickly to their capsules. Vegeta watched them disappear in space, and saw his own capsule hovering slightly in the air. Vegeta powered up, and when he felt like he had reached his limit, he went farther. He continued to push himself until there was so much power flowing through him that it hurt. He was sweating, and grunting slightly with the small pain of power.

He put his hands out in fron of him and aimed at the ground. The power took a form coming out of his hands and became a blinding light, he was pushed upward by it, the light grew bigger and bigger until it had consumed the planet and Vegeta had been pushed into his capsule, who's door had opened. He closed his eyes and heard a very loud boom, when he opened them the planet was gone, and there were only a few scraps of the planet left in front of him.

When he got back to Frieza's planet, he got out and looked around for Nappa and Raditz and Matronene. He saw them sitting over in a corner. Matronene, apparently, had just woken up. Her eyes were half closed and she was still in a catatonic state.

"Is she all right?" Vegeta muttered when he reached them.

"She's pretty out of it, but she's nodding and shaking her head and stuff. She drank a glass of water a few minutes ago," reported Raditz.

"Vegeta!"

The prince winced at Frieza's high-pitched, raspy voice. "Yes, sire."

"Have you destroyed the planet?"

"Yes."

"When did you arrive?"

"About two minutes ago."

"And you haven't reported back to me yet?" said Frieza.

"I was just checking with Raditz and Nappa. And Matronene."

"Matronene...? Who-"

"The saiyan girl," supplied Vegeta quietly.

"Oh. Well, you know to report back to me immediately." Frieza slapped Vegeta clear across the face.

"I'm sorry, sire," said Vegeta. "It won't happen again."

"Good. And, how did the girl do on the mission?"

"She did well. She's...a little..." Vegeta searched for a word. "Disturbed right now. But she did well. She helped us torture the leader and two other men who defied us in your name."

"Well, good. For her first mission, after living with such a peaceful race for so long. Should she go on more missions with you?" asked Frieza.

"Yes, I believe so."

"Then she will. You have another mission in one week. Recover, and let yourselves calm down."

"Thank you sire."

Frieza turned and walked away, Dodoria at his side.

Vegeta waited until they were out of sight, then he walked back to Matronene.

"Girl. Girl, are you all right?" he asked, sounding worried.

Matronene shook her head, but then quickly nodded, obviously remembering what Vegeta had said about admitting weakness, and then just shrugged.

"All right then. Come on, let's get you back to your room."

He lifted her and took her to the room. He put her down in the bed and walked away. He sat outside the door, knees bent, his elbows on his knees, his head against the wall. After a little while, his head turned to the side and he drifted off to sleep. Nappa found him on his way back to his room a little while later, and put him down on the floor in the corner, where he had heard Vegeta slept at that point. He glanced at Matronene, who was muttering in her sleep.

"I don't believe I have to do this," she was saying.

Nappa sighed. "Maybe she'll get usead to it," he thought to himself.