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The six Dragon Balls reflected off the sun. Their magic looking more promising than ever.
However the situation he found himself in was anything but favorable. What was the chances of all of them meeting here at the exact same moment?

The Ginyu Force and Kakarot's band of traitors. Ten in total.

Even with all his training, he wasn't capable of taking them all out at once. Perhaps through one on one battles, he might've had a chance but that was an unlikely possibility at this point.

Both parties were also known to fight rather… dishonorable.

His eyes went from Kakarot, who he'd gladly take out here and now, to Ginyu, the tall purple alien that led Frieza's elite private army.

He had heard quite a few stories of the Ginyu Force. And though their ridiculous habit of posing and yelling out cheers were laughable; their power and fighting-tactics weren't to be taken lightly. These guys were nothing like Zarbon or Cui. They were in league of their own. He couldn't simply blast them and be done with it.

The atmosphere was tense. Vegeta glanced at his rival again but he couldn't quite read Kakarot as he could read Ginyu. Looking back at the captain, he watched how the man overly confident walked towards them and smirked at sight of him and the other Saiyans.

'Now Vegeta, don't be foolish. Tell your men to hand over the Dragon Balls and… Some of you will perhaps get to keep living.'

'Those are not my men,' Vegeta spat out in anger, while the other Saiyans hardly reacted to Ginyu's remark.

Oddly, even Kakarot remained unresponsive which was unlike him. Vegeta didn't get the time to dwell on it as Ginyu continued on.

'Give us the remaining Dragon Balls now. As you all know, Lord Frieza is a rather impatient man. You wouldn't want him to get even angrier with all of you now, would you? After all,' he snickered, 'You are the last Saiyans alive.'

'For now,' Vegeta growled, 'Once I have all seven, theentire Saiyan race will be revived.'

He heard a few audible gasps coming from the other Saiyans, who he refused to acknowledge. He wasn't interested in showing those traitors any type of emotion. After all, they had refused him as King, so it was only reasonable for him to no longer still see them as his people. They were nothing to him.

'These Saiyans don't represent the Saiyan Empire. Only I do.'

A few members of the Ginyu force snickered in response while Ginyu's smirk fell, obviously disliking where this was going.
Taking a deep breath, he muttered they didn't have time for this. His eyes went over the other Saiyans before finally going back to Vegeta.
'I was hoping you'd be a bit more cooperative…'

'Lord Frieza wants you alive, Vegeta. So, you don't have to worry about yourself,' Guldo, the small four-eyed alien, sneered. 'You get to live out the rest of your life under Frieza's rule.'

Vegeta didn't react to the weak insult but threw the alien condescending look, emphasizing he was not even worth the effort to respond.

Guldo, annoyed and offended, immediately took a step forward, ready to attack the arrogant Saiyan but the giant of the group, Recoome, placed a hand on his shoulder, reminding him of Frieza's order concerning the Saiyan King.
'Besides, don't be mean, Guldo,' he said with an oafish grin.

'I just think he wants to personally congratulate you, Vegeta,' Jeice said with a smirk. 'Finally, the Prince became a King… the King of nothing!'

They all started laughing but Vegeta didn't give any respond to their taunts. Yet he couldn't help but clench his fists in anger. He despised all five of them so much. Unwillingly his days on Frieza's ship suddenly came back to haunt him.

'Enough,' Ginyu said, no longer finding the situation amusing. They were losing precious time.
'Hand over the Dragon Balls,' he said to Kakarot.

Shaking his head in response, Kakarot then finally spoke up, 'I'm afraid we cannot allow that. I'd rather destroy the Dragon Balls than hand them over to Frieza.'

He held up the Dragon Ball and created a small Ki-ball in his other hand, making everyone gasp for air in shock. Even Bardock seemed surprised by Kakarot's actions.

Ginyu gritted his teeth, realizing that the Saiyan wasn't bluffing.
'N-no need to be so hasty...'

'All this misery… For what?' Kakarot started. 'More power? Why is everyone always looking for power?' he muttered, apparently asking himself that exact question too.

Vegeta then noted he wasn't acting like his usual self. Quirking up an eyebrow, he tried to figure out what the man could be up to.
He had the feeling to be more cautious around the Saiyan. His actions seemed to be rather unpredictable at the moment. But then again, when are you ever predictable, Kakarot?

'You came all this way to collect them but now you question their power…?' Ginyu asked.
His distraught expression made way for his usual mocking grin and, what he deemed to be, sensible attitude. Arrogantly, he sneered at Kakarot. 'Are you kidding me?'

'I came here because I thought I needed to change our universe and for that to happen I would need more power…' Kakarot started, 'But I now realize I can't wish for something like that, I need to work for it. I need to change before anything else can...'

'Oh, how wholesome,' Ginyu laughed, his men following his example. Mockingly he applauded the Saiyan's revelation.

With a frown Vegeta took in the enigmatic Saiyan, wondering just what exactly he was up to. This speech sounded nothing like Kakarot, a man who had never cared for anything but himself. Everything had always been about the thrill of the battle.

Because of that thrill, Vegeta had sometimes felt they were somewhat similar.

But he did have a goal. A reason to fight. To win from Frieza meant so much more than just victory for the Saiyan Empire to him. Redemption for father's failure, redemption for his own failures…

He figured Kakarot simply did not have any motives other than his instinct to fight.

'Well, while you go searching for yourself, Lord Frieza is going to wish himself immortality and then as a god, he can decide everything for you and you will no longer have think about it yourself. How does that sound?' Ginyu said, 'Although, I suppose he can already do that now too…'

'Saiyans, such strange species,' Jeice said while holding back another laugh.

Kakarot remained unaffected by their taunts. Not moving his hand an inch away from the Dragon Ball. The other Saiyans were tense and on edge but remained quiet, clearly awaiting his order.

Inside a burning feeling caught Vegeta by surprise. It took him a second to figure out he was feeling rather envious of the Saiyan, who had people following him willingly and not because of his title.

He didn't allow himself to dwell on it. This wasn't the place or time either.

It didn't matter. These Saiyans didn't matter. They were nothing. None of them were.

'I may no longer need to use the Dragon Balls but… that doesn't mean I will give them up without a fight,' Kakarot said and for the first time his signature smirk appeared.

'Well, this could become interesting,' Ginyu said, clearly relieved to see Kakarot's hand going down and no longer threatening to destroy the Dragon Balls.

'How about a small little tournament, then? Your men against mine,' he said.
He then turned his attention back to the King, ' Vegeta, if you could be so pleasant to just follow me, that would be most convenient.'

Kakarot snickered loudly, 'You just assume we are going to be an easy win, aren't you? They take us out,' he said pointing at his men, 'while you are going to take the Dragon Balls and our King back to Frieza?'

'Our King?' Bardock echoed confused.
Vegeta had heard it too. He wasn't quite sure what to make out of this changed version of Kakarot.

'Well, a little,' Ginyu admitted, faking a rather terribly looking innocence with his eyes. Amusement quickly faded again, reinforcing the expression of a fearless captain.

'Burter, if you could be so kind,' he then said.

A blue blur moved forward and before any Saiyan could catch what was going on, the three Saiyans holding the Dragon Balls flew back while Kakarot was the only one able to avoid an attack from Burter. He kept the Dragon Ball tightly tucked underneath his arm.

Annoyed, Ginyu let out a growl before yelling at his men, 'Lord Frieza will not be pleased if we do not deliver all six Dragon Balls immediately!'

Burter instantly aimed for another attack, this time not missing his target. With lightning speed Kakarot's head snapped to the side. The impact going through his entire body, making him slightly loosening his grip on the Dragon Ball. That was all Burter needed to snatch it from him.
Spitefully he added an unnecessary kick to his stomach, making Kakarot fall to his knees.

'Don't worry, boss! We'll take care of these bunch. You just go ahead, alright?' Jeice said.

Burter threw the last Dragon Ball to Ginyu, who caught it with a triumphant grin on his face.

'Have fun but don't take too long,' he said while flying up. 'Good luck, Saiyans,' he practically singed as he flew off.

'Cocky bastard,' one of the Saiyans said while getting off the ground.

'There is six of us and only four of them,' another said.

'What makes you think I'll fight with any of you at my side?' Vegeta snapped.
Despite being aware that working together was the only way to stop Ginyu from getting those Dragon Balls to Frieza. Because if that were to happen… It would all be over.

'I had a talk with someone,' Kakarot suddenly spoke up as he got off the ground. Directing himself to Vegeta and then his father, who seemed to be confused by his sudden changed behavior as well.

'And then I had one with my brother too…' His eyes went to Raditz, who didn't respond to him.

'Both made me realize something.'

Raditz remained quiet but Vegeta could tell from his expression he was rather uncomfortable with Kakarot sharing this information.

'I used to think I had a mind of my own,' Kakarot started. 'But I was wrong. I started this resistance out of pure boredom, not even thinking of the consequences... I did it because others, too afraid to act on their own, persuaded me into doing it. I, myself, had no reason to do so.'

'We don't have time for this sentimental crap!' Vegeta angrily hissed.

'Shut up,' Bardock yelled back. 'If we want to survive this and win from Frieza, we need to understand that his enemies are our allies. Obviously, none of us expected him to be here. So, do we fight among ourselves or unite and fight back?!'

Though taken back, Vegeta was still not quite sure what to make out of this sudden patriotic act of them. Time was running out, discussing these matters was completely useless at this point…

Glancing back at their opponents, he quirked up an eyebrow when seeing them play some sort of ridiculous game consisting of certain hand signs.

'What in the world are they doing…?' he muttered to himself.

'My father is right,' Kakarot said now looking only at Vegeta.

'We should put our differences aside for now.'
'You betrayed me—'I realized that is inexcusable and after this, should we both survive, we'll have too see how to appropriately deal with what I have done. But for now, it is indeed in our best interest to work together.'

'If you even think I need your help to defeat these weaklings, you are delusional, Kakarot.'

Kakarot's serious expression did not falter, simply ignoring the arrogant remark completely,

'We'll fight these four, while you go after Ginyu.'

Stunned, Vegeta couldn't find the words to react properly. So, he ended with a growl and crossing his arms defiantly, making it clear he still did not trust him or any other Saiyan standing at his side.

'And what is it about your brother, Kakarot?' Bardock suddenly asked his son while glancing at his eldest, who was behaving rather odd by being so quiet.

'Well, we can't really go into details, right now. But I think he feels the same way you do, father,' he said with a grin while looking at his older brother.

Raditz still did not respond to any of the conversation going around him. His eyes solely on the men before him who, after chanting; rock, paper, scissors, quite a few times, had decided on who was to go first in fighting them. 'It's just a game to them,' he whispered in shock.

'Not all of us stand a chance against them, Kakarot,' one of the Saiyans remarked.
'I'm aware of that, Teebs. But just like the others, you are ready to die for what you believe in, right?'

'Always manipulating…' The shorter Saiyan grumbled.

Vegeta understood from what he had just heard that this meant these were the only five left of the group of traitors. In the distance he had noticed a battlefield of some sorts. He clicked his tongue, wondering just what the hell had happened. I still don't know where that blasted woman is…

'This is going to be fun,' Guldo said, 'Ready, Saiyans? Tell you what, I'll let you make the first move.'

'Why do I feel like that is a trap?' Teebs sighed.

'Well, Teebs he's all yours to find out.'
'W-what! Why me?'
'You're closest to his power level,' Bardock answered in Kakarot's place.

Flying up, Vegeta decided there was no need for him to stay here and waste time. But the remaining members of the Ginyu Force copied his movements, clearly ready to stop him.

'You don't seriously think we'll be letting the chance of putting you in your place slip us by, hm, Vegeta?' Jeice yelled. 'You are all going to regret rebelling to the great lord Frieza!'

'Shut up!' The other Saiyan, who had been quiet this entire time, yelled out.
It was obvious he was more than ready to fight. Vegeta knew he was one of Bardock's men. A great warrior and like all members of Bardock's crew, very loyal to their leader.

The idea that some had followed and betrayed him simply because of their commitment to Bardock and not necessarily because of Kakarot's victory turned out to be true now.

The Saiyan King glanced at Bardock. Rather he liked to admit it or not, Bardock was a great captain and one of the best warriors on Vegeta.

The Saiyan suddenly launched an attack while yelling at him to get going. But to the Saiyan's utter surprise, he suddenly got pierced in the arm by a Ki-beam that had come out of nowhere. Guldo avoided the attack with ease, snickering at the Saiyan's futile attempt wound him.

'W-what…?' he gasped in shock. The gash was deep, making blood drip down his arm to his hands and then on to the ground.

'Tora!' Bardock yelled but the Saiyan held up his hand and halted him. He did not need his captain to come and help.

Bardock then stared at Ginyu members. Their arrogant smirks made him aware that something had happened that hadn't been completely devoted to pure speed. Looking at his sons, both puzzled by where that Ki-beam had come from, he then knew for certain. If the attack had happened so fast that none had been able to register it, there had been more to it.

Guldo laughed and then, out of the blue, launched another attack that seemingly came out of nowhere. It was as if he could move around without them seeing.

Tora could hardly avoid the Ki-beam this time. Stunned by Guldo's powers, the other Saiyans flew up, understanding they would truly have to work together to fight off the Ginyu Force.

A game of cat and mouse started, in which Tora was barely able to escape Guldo's random attacks. Teebs grabbed Tora as he was about to get hit by another Ki-attack. The larger Saiyan hissed at him, telling him he didn't need his help. Teebs ignored his proud rant while suddenly noticing how the short alien they were fighting was heaving and sweating.

Both Saiyans jumped back in defense, realizing this could be a clue to what he was doing. Focusing on the creature, Teebs let out an aggravated sigh. 'He's not doing anything, yet he's all out of breath!'

With a growl, and some hesitance, Vegeta spoke up and reluctantly explained that he had heard Guldo could control time by holding his breath.

Being on Frieza's ship for years did have its advantages. Nobody had gathered more personal information about his soldiers than Vegeta had.

'How the hell do we stop that? As soon as he sees one of us, he'll just hold his breath and then we'll be sitting ducks for him to kill!'

'Don't be so foolish,' Vegeta coldly answered. 'He's not quite as powerful as the others. Nor does he have much technique or tactic battle skills. He's coward. Always running…'

'R-right, we've just got to outsmart him,' Teebs mumbled, though still unsure of how to handle the battle precisely. Tora unfortunately had already taken quite some damage. The hardened look on his face slowly faded, accepting he was not going to be able to kill Guldo off on his own

'Let's work together, Teebs. This little fatso can't be that hard to kill,' Tora said.

Teebs nodded and after thinking about it for a minute, he came up with the idea to each do quick consecutive attacks. If they could get him out completely of breath, he wouldn't be able to fight back or run off too far.

Tora nodded and within seconds, they both blasted off. Guldo immediately was having a hard time avoiding their attacks. But just as they were about the give the final blow, he caught up with their idea and managed to dodge the ki-blast from Tora while also running away from Teebs. Turning the tables by countering their attack with one of his own. Manipulating his powers, the two were left frozen in air while Guldo used his telekinetic powers to finish them off.

'Ha! Stupid Saiyans! See, Vegeta? Your race is—' A blinding flash passed through the air. Tora and Teebs got the control of their bodies back and when they looked at their opponent, they both gasped.

Guldo's head rolled over the ground.

'Curse you, Vegeta! That was unfair…'

'I am the King of Saiyans, and you are nothing but a lowlife. Our footing was never equal to begin with. Besides I've finally reunited you with your own kind, Guldo. Dirt.'

'Y-you saved us,' Teebs stuttered out in surprise.

Vegeta gave him a cold look and lifted his chin into the air, giving the Saiyan a condescending look. Teebs in respond bowed his head and thanked him. Tora, though with mild hesitation, also bowed his head but did not thank the King vocally. Kakarot let out a snicker, telling Tora he wouldn't be alive if it hadn't been for Vegeta.

'We can do this later,' Bardock said with slight annoyance. His eyes were on Burter. 'Come on, Kakarot. You take the orange looking guy. I can leave the three of you to take care of the big guy, right?'
His eyes went from Raditz to Tora and then to Teebs. They all nodded and focused on the tall, and rather stupid looking, Recoome.

'Will you be truly wishing back the Saiyans, King Vegeta?' Bardock asked, his voice sounding almost a little pleading.

Reading in between the lines, Vegeta realized that Bardock regretted not being able to save planet Vegeta and guilt was eating at him. Glancing at Raditz then to Kakarot, he tried to decipher if this was true or was just another scheme of them.

'Go, your majesty,' Kakarot said, not being able to not say his title without mocking it.
Vegeta ignored it but decided to seize his chance and focus solely on his own goal.

As he sped off, Jeice and Burter flew towards him but both were immediately stopped by father and son. Vegeta didn't bother to look back.

A strange sensation went through his body. A fleeting feeling of victory. Seeing the two getting stopped by his fellow Saiyans...
He frowned, not understanding where this feeling was coming from or what it meant. It was almost as if… as if he was feeling less alone in this battle against Frieza.

After all, he didn't have to worry about the Ginyu Force anymore.

…I need stop being around that woman so much. She's making me weak-minded!

The closer he got to Ginyu, to closer Frieza's ship into sight. Unwillingly his body tensed up and he suddenly found his mind making excuses to not get too close. Ignoring the cowardly voice inside of him, Vegeta closed the gap between him and Ginyu, who halted just before the ship.
The captain gently placed the Dragon Balls on the ground and then turned around to speak to him.

'The King of Saiyans, to fight you is an honor!'
'Spare me the mockery, Ginyu.'
'You have some nerve to come all the way here, I give you that, Vegeta.'
Vegeta's eyes went to the huge window of the ship for a second.
'Lord Frieza has been wanting to speak to you. After the tragedy that has happened to your race, we assumed you'd perhaps want to come back to us.'

Vegeta did not respond to his idiotic remark. He could waste time and tell him how much he loathed them all but all he truly wanted was for now to end this battle that had started twenty years ago.

As a child he had never stood a chance and as one of their soldiers, he never had the freedom to search for more power. But now, as King of Saiyans, he felt obliged to fight despite the odds.
Back on planet Vegeta he had let the woman interfere but now… He felt more than ready to fight. Even if the outcome was uncertain.

But if he couldn't defeat Ginyu, he stood no chance against Frieza.

Sensing the Saiyan had no intention to continue small talk, Ginyu rolled his neck and let out a sigh adding that he was certain Lord Frieza would prefer for them to not fight.

Aggravated, Vegeta went straight for the first attack.

Ginyu got surprised by his speed and was almost not able to avoid his fist. As he was about to strike back, Vegeta disappeared before his eyes and reappeared behind him. Grabbing him by the foot he flew him around a few times before landing him on the ground. As Vegeta flew high up in the sky, he unleashed a rain of Ki on the captain. All Namek trembled.

Smoke made it impossible for Vegeta to see if his attack had been a success. His eyes landed on some rocks moving and let out a hiss when he saw the purple alien crawl out of the ruble.

Ginyu was finally serious, understanding now that Vegeta was a dangerous opponent not to be taken lightly.

The King smirked when seeing blood run from his mouth.

The captain spat on the ground.

'I had forgotten how much fun a real fight could be,' he muttered with a delighted expression on his face.

Meeting his opponent head on, Ginyu tried to land a few punches on Vegeta, who could easily avoid them. Hardly being able to land an attack on him, Ginyu jumped back in defense when realizing his attempt were useless.

Taking a good look at Vegeta, who barely had a scratch on him, his eyes went wide out of shock. Only now grasping how much the man had grown in power. Whenever he tried to attack Vegeta managed to avoid and counter at the same time.

Understanding he was not going to be able to win, the humor completely vanished on Ginyu's face. Which only made Vegeta's look of triumph grow.

'The power of Saiyans should be feared, Ginyu. Frieza seemed to have caught up early on that. Why else do you think he's here?'

'Oh, I can think of a few reasons, Vegeta.'

The cold voice sends an unnerving chill down his spine, but he refused to acknowledge it. Turning his head, Vegeta saw Frieza standing next the Dragon Balls, holding the last Dragon Ball underneath his arm and in his other, the woman. Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise.

He could see the fear in her blue eyes. He swore could almost hear her heart beating fast. He felt his own increase in response.

How the hell did she get herself into this!?

Trembling like a leaf, Frieza pressed Bulma closer to him, commenting she was such a fragile little thing. Bulma pulled her head away while keeping her eyes on his. Silently pleading him to come save her. Vegeta felt himself froze up.

She was in his possession now.

Frieza had made her wear a black uniform that held his army 's crest.

Arching an eyebrow at the sight of her, he ten shut down the whirl of emotions that had suddenly overtook him and turned his attention to his lifelong nemesis.

Frieza smiled.

'Oh, Vegeta, just a few years out of my reign and you've let yourself become so weak. To care for a mere woman. And a weak one at that… How could you? Where is your Saiyan honor, Vegeta?'

He saw how the woman looked at Frieza, a deep frown on her face. He could see her fear having to make way for anger. He pleaded for her to stay silent and not end up getting herself killed because of her own foolishness.

Bulma stared at Frieza in disgust, understanding that this type of mental abuse was how he broke down the strongest of warriors. He doesn't allow him to care for anyone... It's him who drilled the idea of caring for others is a sign of weakness! Even now after all this time you are trying to manipulate him, Frieza!

Yet her mouth remained shut, though her body burned with hate and anger. Frieza then roughly pushed her forward, as if showing her off.

'Pretty and, from what I've heard, a real genius too!'

'Hm, you think I care for her, Frieza?'

'I'd like to think so,' he snickered, amused by Vegeta's weak attempt to make him believe otherwise.

'Oh! How rude of me! I haven't properly congratulated you yet!'

Confusion washed over Vegeta's face as Frieza smiled knowingly at Bulma who winced in response. Her eyes teared up while she shook her head, telling Vegeta she had not wanted for any of this to happen.

When Frieza caught his expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

'Oh, he doesn't know it…' Frieza gave Bulma a denigrating look, 'You minx! Did I ruin the surprise, now?'

'What are blabbering about, Frieza?' Vegeta yelled, losing his patience. He could feel he was unaware of something important. He could tell by the woman's response it was something that could complex the situation.

'Well, I have one of those refined scouters, Vegeta. You know like Ilkm created. It was him by the way who send me the prototype,' he said pleased to be able to mention the traitor's name but got a little disappointed when not getting a reaction out of Vegeta.

'Anyway, it can pick up even the slightest power-level. That of a cat, you could say. Or a small… monkey.'

Vegeta's eyes widened, unable to give any other type of reaction. When he saw the woman's blue eyes, he knew Frieza wasn't lying. She shook her head but remained quiet, letting Frieza stay in control. Pulling her along as he placed the last Dragon Ball with the others.

'Don't worry. I'll take good care of them. Ah, finally, the last Saiyan… Don't worry, Vegeta. I'll raise him better than your father raised you.'

'Bastard…' Vegeta hissed. He clenched his fists in anger but stayed put, not wanting to harm the woman because of a reckless attack.

Defeating Frieza is more important than the woman

, his mind pointed out. But his body stayed still, not willing to take the risk.

'Ginyu, stop making a fool of me and take care of him!' Frieza said and then returned his attention to the Saiyan again, using the same mocking kind tone,
'At first I thought about keeping you around but seeing you being the savage that you are, makes me rethink showing you any mercy…'

'Mercy?' Bulma echoed in repulsion. Obviously, she was aware of his cruel nature and for a split second Vegeta felt himself worry for her again, afraid that big mouth of hers would anger Frieza.

Stop being so weak! She's fine, see?

So far, she had remained unharmed. He just had to make sure neither of them jeopardized the situation by angering Frieza because of their short tempers.

Frieza laughed at her reaction.

'Oh, and Vegeta, I'm not here because of Saiyans. I am here to rightfully claim my true power. Rise Dragon!'

'NO!' Vegeta yelled but as he wanted to move closer Ginyu appeared before him.

'Lord Frieza was always so fond of you, Vegeta… I'm sure he will like me using you as a trophy.'
Confusion only grew when he, instead of attacking him, started to harm himself. Ginyu was worsening his own wounds.

'Are you insane?' Vegeta asked in shock.

'Surprise!' he then said, when a golden beam of energy passed through him.

Vegeta saw his own body get left behind. For a moment he thought he was imagining himself having an outer body experience until he reached Ginyu's body. Then, as if awaking from a sleep, he took a deep breath and felt a severe chest pain hit him. He was feeling the wound on Ginyu's chest.
His perspective changed. Now seeing himself stand directly before him.

Realizing he hadn't imaged any of it and that they had somehow switched bodies, he let out a gasp of shock. As he wanted to speak up, Ginyu, now in his own body, lift his hand to finish him off.

'What is going on here!' Frieza suddenly yelled.

Both Ginyu and Vegeta turned their heads to look. Vegeta now seeing that the Dragon had not appeared.

Frieza violently shook Bulma, asking her what the hell was going on.

'Are you playing games!? What do you think you are doing!' he screamed at her.

He couldn't move his body. He couldn't do anything to help her. Defenselessly watching Frieza threaten her and the life of their child. He flinched when he saw Frieza's hand flew out and hit her face.

'I-I don't know! I swear! I don't know what is going on! I-I only know the Dragon Balls here are different then those on Earth! I don't know what is going on! Please don't! Please, don't hurt me!' she begged him, holding onto him pleadingly, hoping he'd be merciful.

Frieza halted, thinking for a second about what she had just said.
'Earth?' he echoed. 'There are more Dragon Balls?'

Bulma paled, realizing she had said too much. She shook her head, but no words came out.
Tears streamed over her face while tasting the metallic of blood in her mouth. With all her willpower, she tried to stay strong and not completely break down.

'M-maybe Grand Elder Guru knows more,' she said, feeling shame wash over her for betraying the Namekians so easily. The answer however pleased Frieza as he let go of her and consider the idea.

'I guess I better go back and talk that old, disgusting Namekian...' His red eyes then looked down on her, 'You better not be lying, woman.'
Bulma shook her head viscously while reminding him she didn't know what was going on either.

'Fine! I'll go talk to him myself then. From one leader to another… Take care of our newest member, Ginyu,' he said, though not looking at him. 'And the Dragon Balls.'

'I will, sir!'

Bulma looked up in surprise at Vegeta, who had answered. Hearing the evil ruler standing next to her react with a maniacal laugh instantly made the hairs on her neck stand up. She felt his cold hand caress her face, again wiping away her tears.

'I guess you won't be parting with Vegeta just yet. I am sure Captain Ginyu wouldn't mind continuing… whatever it is the two of you have. Haha! You look absolutely great, Captain!'

'Thank you, sir!' Vegeta again answered, giving her a wink.

Although it was Vegeta she was looking at, she couldn't help but feeling repulsed. Immediately sensing there was something horrible off.

'I don't understand…' She whispered.

Is he under Ginyu's control?

The wind whipped her face as Frieza flew off. His aura menacing and dangerous. Her heart ached at what she had just done.

Suddenly she heard Ginyu yell at her to get away. Shocked, she stared at him but before she knew it Vegeta stood right before her.

'At last! We are reunited!'
'Vegeta…?'
He grabbed her hands and kissed them while muttering a very strange form of poetry.

Absolutely confused, and slightly horrified, she froze up under his touch while wondering just what the heck was going on!

'That's not me!' Ginyu yelled.

Vegeta's head whipped around, sending the purple alien a glare. He extended his hand and unleashed a huge beam of Ki. Bulma watched how the purple alien flew several meters into the air before clashing with the ground again, leaving a huge krater.

Arching up an eyebrow at Vegeta's rather odd behavior, Bulma tried to figure out how to get him out of the spell. She hadn't seen much other than a golden flash between him and Ginyu.

'I'm so happy, darling!' he said while pulling her close.

This is just unnerving!

'Let me kiss you!'

Bulma avoided his lips. If she hadn't been fearing for her life just mere seconds ago, she would have found this scene utterly hilarious. But more than ever she craved to be around the real Vegeta. Even if it were his hands on her, she wanted him to his usual self. Sneer at her for getting caught by Frieza and tell her how he wasn't going to care for their child. She needed him right now.

'Vegeta, please, listen to me,' she tried but he ignored her and tried to kiss her again.

'Vegeta!'

That made him halt, intrigued he looked up and saw the two Saiyans from earlier up in the air.

'Kakarot! Bardock!' Bulma said in surprise by the sight of them.

By the looks of it, it seemed their previous battle had left them with little injuries. Ginyu, as Vegeta, gasped in horror. 'That means Jeice and Burter got d-defeated…!'
'Jeice?' Bulma asked puzzled.
'Oh! Nothing, dear! I'll take care of these two!'
'Dear!?'

Having come closer, Kakarot and Bardock exchanged a look when hearing Vegeta talk. But it was obvious neither had any idea of what was going on. Kakarot spoke up,

'Vegeta, I thought we could continue to work together until Frieza is defeated. I know you don't like it, but it is in our best interest— 'I don't care anymore about defeating Frieza! I know he is the greatest! He is our Emperor! Our ruler! We should all bow to him!'

'Huh?' Bulma gasped and then turned to Kakarot, 'Kakarot! Vegeta is under some sort of spell! This isn't him talking!'

'Now, darling, don't ruin it for everybody,' Vegeta snickered. He kept holding her in a painful embrace and as she tried to struggle loose, he only pushed her closer to him.
He grabbed her face and forcefully pulled her to his lips. Both Kakarot and Bardock expressed a surprised look while Bulma let out a muffled scream.

'What? No tongue?' he asked, obviously disappointed by the kiss. 'Pity… I'll guess we'll have to work on that.'

Bulma pushed his face away from hers and gave him a furious glare before screaming,

'Who the hell are you?!'

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