A/N: DB/Z is owned by Akira Toriyama only, not me. And yes I moved the rating up for safety's sake so thanks for the advice on that guys.

-I Pray-

The sun was starting to fade down into the distance. The evening was approaching fast ready for the night to settle in.

A mild wind swept over his sweaty face, making him move and his eyes twitch. He opened them slowly, his sight slightly blurry, his surroundings suddenly familiar. He sat up and held his throbbing head. He felt a dash in it and saw blood running down his palm.

"Damn, it feels like a mountain fell on me" he murmured. Goku suddenly gasped and looked around, remembering his last position.

"Chichi?" he desperately said. Where was she? He looked to his right were the fight was going on earlier and he gasped once more……they had lost…

His people had been captured and were being chained and marched into the Palace. He stood up suddenly feeling dizzy and landed up against the tree for support. He opened his eyes, only to see the old lady laying there.

"Mrs Shiro" he whispered. She was pale…almost a grey colour and her body hadn't moved once from when she was put there. He closed his eyes, anger getting to him as he thought about everything that was happening. All those deaths…all those…murders…

He stood up, thinking it was time to do something. He had to find Yamcha and the others or else he was going to be the only one left…

"18!" Krillin frantically called as she was taken by two soldiers and he was taken also.

"Krillin!" she called back, struggling in the mens grasp, growling and gasping as they tightened their grips. She looked back for Krillin and saw him chained and being pushed to walk into the Palace. She was afraid now…afraid of what to see inside…afraid of what was to happen to her friends…and herself.

"Now now little one lets not threat" a tall grey haired soldier teased as he went towards a small dark haired boy. The boy was frightened and could only back off as the man caged him in.

"HECTOR!" His mother cried in fear as she was dragged away. That's when a loud angered yell came from behind the man, and before the young boy knew it, the soldier was defeated upon the ground.

"Goku!" he exclaimed happily. Goku reached him and ruffled his hair.

"Glad to see me Hector? Are you alright?"

"I am now! That was awesome! He never knew what hit him!" he said smiling up at him.

"Well, that's what he gets for messing with my little buddy" Goku replied with a wink. Hector chuckled but soon that smiling face faded.

"Goku they're coming!" he shouted, pointing behind him. Goku turned rapidly on the spot to see five men approaching…and fast. Then one suddenly came out of nowhere and grasped Goku from behind, his arm locking around Goku's neck forcing him to his knees.

"GOKU!" Hector cried as he was picked up by another and took away. Hector screamed frantically for Goku, his hero, but all failed as he was taken to the Palace. Goku growled Hector's name as he struggled to get the one man off him. He stood up with all the force he could and swung the man over and onto his back. The others raced in, all taking a part of him tightly. He pulled and pushed and snarled, trying to break free form these people and trying to hit them at the same time. He was trapped and stuck and all they did was laugh. They dragged him towards the Palace, the last of the many to be taken in…he glanced back to see the dead upon the ground and he pulled against them as hard as he could, making it quite difficult for the five men. But it was too late as he felt himself being dragged inside…

He guessed it wasn't as miserable inside as it was out, with marble tiles and large walls with paintings on them, but that didn't stop him trying to escape and get away. He struggled a lot, the men starting to get overpowered and tired.

"Call for reinforcements!" the one yelled as they dragged him down some large stone steps.

"I can't believe this" Bulma whispered, too saddened to cry. She slumped on the dusty ground and sighed, the chains on her legs and hands already getting to her.

"It's going to be ok honey" Mrs Briefs told her, putting her arm through the bars from the cell she was in next to her. Bulma took her mother's hand and squeezed it tight.

Yamcha leaned up against the bars of their cell and sighed. This was not how he wanted to end his life…in a cell. He glanced around, looking at the rows of cells opposite. They were pretty crammed up of people, but then again, there weren't that many cells down here. Another two men and a small child were brought in and chucked into the last cell.

"Hector!" a woman cried as the small boy was roughly chucked into the cell. He landed on his knees and looked up at his mother, tears filling up in his dark brown eyes.

"Momma" he called as she took his face in her palms and kissed his forehead. She could barely hug him with the chains on, and instead just stroked his cheeks telling him everything was going to be ok.

"Where's Goku?" Krillin suddenly asked Yamcha. The small group of friends were lucky they were all put together. Yamcha looked at him and frowned in thought.

"I have no idea where he is or where he went"

"He got knocked out by a stone on his head" Chichi suddenly said as she remembered, "He's probably lying put there unconscious still" she said quite worried.

"Nope, I don't think so" 18 said and at that moment the guards drug Goku in. The whole dungeon went quiet as Goku was brought in. He was fighting and fighting hard. The five men could barely keep him in their grasps for much longer.

"For God's sake! Get more men in here! We need to get him down and chain him!" one yelled furiously as he held onto Goku's strong muscular arm.

The whole of the dungeon went silent as they watched the once in a life time display. There were five men, trying their hardest to keep one single boy under control. Yamcha almost laughed at the display, Goku was always a hard one to tie down. The one man kicked the back of Goku's knees causing him to fall down. Another forced his head to the dusty floor, and the other was almost sitting on him to keep him down. Two more men ran in, one with chains, the other with a weapon. Goku growled and struggled as they forced his feet together and tied them up. He grit his teeth, trying so hard to keep his hands apart as two of the seven men tried to chain them up. But after a few minutes they soon chained him up and roughly and quickly they pulled him up on his feet. His friends watched, hoping they would put him in their cell and to their joy; they opened their cell up and threw him in. He crashed onto the sandy floor and skidded a bit. He turned over and sat up angrily as they one man locked up the cell door.

"Just where you belong brat" he said. Goku gave him a dirty look and it stayed there whilst the man strolled away and left with the others. He growled to himself and cursed before standing up slowly.

"Are you ok pal?" Yamcha asked him. Goku sighed.

"Yeah I guess. How about you guys?" he asked them.

"How do you think we are? We're locked up in a cell! Probably for the rest of our lives!" Bulma shouted.

"Bulma please, stop shouting. I know it isn't too good, but you're not the only one who's going through this ok!" Yamcha returned. Goku shook his head at them.

"Are you alright?" Chichi asked him, "Your head I mean, from where that man hit you"

"Oh that, it throbs a little, but it's not life threatening"

"You had me worried. That could have killed you"

"Luckily not" he replied with a weak grin. Goku walked up to the cell gate and leant his head against it, suddenly spotting someone.

"Hector! Hey are you alright?" he asked the small boy who sat in his mother's lap.

"I guess so. It was really cool what you did Goku!" he chirped.

"Yeah! You're a one man army!" another small child with matted blonde hair added in with a smile. Goku couldn't help but chuckle at them.

"Yeah thanks. But don't worry guys, we'll get out of here, I promise ok"

"Ok" Hector replied. Suddenly the main dungeon door opened ad the soldiers came back in, but this time, there was someone else with them…

The dungeon was quiet, the people watching in curiosity, even fear as a medium sized middle-aged man strolled down the middle of the cells, his hands clasped behind his back, a green army suite on, a commander's hat upon his head. He glanced from cell to cell as he slowly walked, his eyes just bouncing off the people, no emotions upon his face.

"Is this the lot?" he asked out loud.

"Yes General" one of the many men answered quickly. Goku immediately hated this guy.

"Good, not too many to worry about…not too many to burn once they are dead" there were a few gasps and all he could do was smirk. His eyes came upon Goku who had a livid featured face, his eyes gazing right back at him.

"What are you looking at boy?"

"He's the one that was a hand full sir. A menace he is sir" The General cocked an eye brow.

"Really? Bring him here" he ordered.

"No" Chichi gasped, grabbing a hold of Goku's arm.
"Don't worry Chi its ok. I'll be ok" Goku reassured her as two of the General's men grasped him and dragged him out of the cell. They let him go, leaving him to stand in front of the General. The General looked down at the boy, who wasn't that much shorter than him and began to circle him.

"What's your name boy?" he demanded of Goku.

"Like I'm going to tell you" Goku mumbled at the man. The General smirked and slowly walked up to the cell in which his friends were in.

"Would you like me to bring out your girlfriend? Maybe that will encourage you?"

"No!" Goku almost yelled…and what? Girlfriend? Chi wasn't his girlfriend…but even so, he didn't want her harmed.

"It's Goku" Goku murmured. The general smiled.

"Well, Goku. There are a few things…or rules you must get yourself accommodated to if you wish to stay alive in here…you know, it's the strongest that always survive…and it seems you have a bit of strength in you. But to the point…" he trailed off standing right in front of the boy, "I don't want to have to put up with ignorance and back talk, especially from a low class desert boy like yourself" Goku glared at him, "This is my army…and this is my world…and this is the way it's going to be. Now, do I make myself clear?" Goku frowned even more before spitting into the older man's face. The general just glared and slowly wiped away the watery substance.

Before Goku knew it, the general had punched him hard in the gut, causing his knees to buckle and for him to fall to the floor. He held his gut to his knees, his hands chained behind his back unable to hold it, the pain quite mild, yet very uncomfortable. The general cleaned his hands and turned his back on the boy.

"I think you need to show this boy a few lessons" The men smirked as the General left without another word. Goku breathed out and went to stand up when he was kicked ferociously to his left side. He fell onto his right side, trying to keep in his pin by remaining quiet. There was no way he was going to let them get to him.

"GOKU!" Chichi screamed as the men began to kick him on the ground. He was kicked in his chest, in his gut and to his side; the one man grabbed him roughly by his neck and punched him twice in his face, blood spurting out from his nose when he fell back.

"NO! STOP IT!" Chichi cried, banging on the cell bars frantically. Goku was kicked a few more times and punched one last time before being dragged back into the cell by his bloody shirt. He was dumped onto the ground and sniggers were all that could be heard as the men locked the cell back up and left…

"Goku?" Chichi called in the form of a whimper as she crawled over to him. He kept his back turned to her, his body not hardly moving. She could hear him breathing, but that wasn't enough to tell her he was ok…and she knew he wasn't.

"Goku …are you ok?" she whispered desperately. She went to touch him and he just moved his arm away…

"I'm fine" he mumbled loud enough to hear. She pulled back and sat down on the ground. Why was he acting this way? Was it the pain? Was it the fear? Or…was it the shame? …she sighed to herself and moved up against the wall where she leaned back. There was nothing to be ashamed of…he was really brave she thought…really brave. She glanced over at his body…feeling the need to go over and help him…or…something! He was probably bleeding badly with a hell of a lot of bruises! She looked over at Yamcha and the others who only stared back at her.

Yamcha shook his head telling her no, knowing she wanted to go over to him. She sighed inwardly and nodded in consent and leant her head on her knees and closed her dark shining eyes…and she thought living each day back at what used to be her home was a struggle…she had no idea what she was to face next…

Hello! Yes I updated! Go me! Anyways, I want to thank you all for the reviews so far and I hope you do review again! Reviews always encourage me you know! Thanks for reading, and I shall update when I can soon ok! Ooh and "Taken" will be updated sometime this week to!

Kami bless xxx