Chapter 3: Old Flame?
The smoke had cleared out and the sun had come back out slightly the next day. And that's when it happened.
Thirty men dressed in black all came out of the ship. They didn't say anything and they didn't take any slack. If someone ran they got shot. And they murdered on the spot anyone bedridden or sick and old.
Even though the humans far outnumbered the space pirates, as it had been confirmed they were, the humans were far to scared to retaliate. That didn't even take into account that they had no electricity. And their machines that took electricity and had been running at the time the pirates came into orbit, were malfunctioned from electric overload.
They had landed in Tokyo, Japan. As soon as the Z senshi realized they were on the move they took off. Leaving Bulma, Chichi and Dr. and Mrs. Briefs at Capsule Corp. Dr. Briefs and Bulma had worked non stop throughout the night to make Capsule Corp running again. With their brilliant minds it didn't take long.
Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Yamcha, Krillin, Tien, Chiaotzu, Piccolo, and Dende all gathered just outside the city. It was gonna be a war and a hellish one at that.
Vegeta still had that nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he knew someone on board that ship. But he couldn't place it. Everyone stood on a hilltop over looking the Tokyo area.
"Well. They are spreading outwards. I think we should split up and get to as many as we can. We definitely can take them." Goku commanded. As always in times of danger he was as serious as anyone else.
They all nodded and took off running in different directions. They didn't want to give away their positions so they didn't raise their ki more than normal.
Vegeta took off in the direction of the ship. He stopped on the outskirts of town and sensed around for the nearest ki. He sensed Yamcha coming towards him. He didn't care. There were two pirates coming from the ship. Vegeta took off for the ship and came into view of the alien pirates. One was short, fat, and a pale pink color. He looked a little like Dodoria. And indeed was one of his race. The other was tall and dressed all in black. Like a ninja. A scarf covering the face. Vegeta could not see the color of his skin. But it didn't matter. They would soon be dead.
"Hey. You're a Saiyan." The short one had spotted him.
"I am Vegeta. Prince of the Saiyan's actually."
The two looked at each other.
"We are on orders to bring you to our captain." The tall one practically whispered.
"Well. I'm heading there myself but I don't plan on you being there." He powered up to super Saiyan and got into his fighting stance.
The pink one was easily disposed of. Vegeta sent a ki blast through his armor and the pink alien went down. Blood dripping from the gaping hole in his chest.
Vegeta stood in front of the tall one dressed in black and smirked.
"That was to easy. Please tell me your going to be more of a challenge."
The figure pulled out a sword and held it up, glinting in the sunlight. Vegeta shook his head. It was going to take more than a sword to beat him.
Vegeta charged the figure. He threw a right punch that the figure dodged easily. When Vegeta tired of his punches being dodged he started firing ki blasts which also were dodged with lightning speed. The figure wielded the sword with ease. In no time at all Vegetas armor was in shreds. The figure stopped and stared at the prince.
"I think its time we stopped playing Vegeta." The figure said. It put away the sword and pulled off the scarf and head coverings. Pure blonde hair cascaded down the black fabric and sparkling blue gold eyes shined in the bright sunlight. Blood red lips pouted in the form of a smile. Vegeta gasped.
"You!" He only had time to say that before something struck him from behind. He slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Vegeta awoke several hours later to a pounding head. He opened his eyes slowly and found darkness. He put his hands under him and found soft fabric, probably silk, and pillows piled all around him. He frowned.
The room suddenly filled the room and he covered his eyes at the brightness of it.
"Vegeta, darling. I had gotten so worried." A soft silky voice purred and he glanced up at the perfect womanly figure in front of him.
"Kamila, what a surprise. I never thought Id see you again. Did you feel it necessary to go through all that just to get me here?" He growled.
"Actually. I had hoped you'd come along peacefully but…I know how you love drama. The prince of the Saiyan's has to have a little excitement in his life." She moved to sit on the bed and put her hand over his.
"Well, I have plenty excitement without you." He pulled his hand away and crossed his arms glaring at her.
"I'm not trying to kill you anymore Vegeta." Kamila said softly. "I've missed you." She pulled him to her and wrapped her arms around him.
He held back.
"Remember us, Vegeta. Remember what we used to be?"
The sun shone brightly on planet Vegetasai. The birds chirped happily on window sills and animals frolicked in the courtyard of the palace.
Prince Vegeta walked the grounds. The weight on his little shoulders appearing to much to bear.
"Hi!" He turned with a start when a voice hailed him from nearby.
He turned to see a young girl, about his age, holding a flower and smiling at him.
"Your Prince Vegeta right?" She cocked her head to the side.
"Yeah, so." He huffed and started walking again.
"Wait up." The girl called and ran to keep up with him. Her long black hair flowed behind her as she ran her brightly colored dress swishing with every step.
"I'm here for a reason ya know." She said haughtily. "Someday, we are to be married. So we have to get to know each other."
"Tough luck for you." The little prince shot back. "I'm not getting married. I'm being sent off as a sacrifice to Frieza." Vegeta stopped and hung his head. "My father says its for the best."
He pulled his shoulders up and held his head high.
"And besides even if I wasn't, I wouldn't marry you. You're ugly."
The little girls blue gold eyes flashed with anger. She arched her back and continued walking a step behind him.
"Well, that's not fair." She ignored his last comment and focused on the part about Frieza. "Why do you have to be a sacrifice. There are plenty of others who could serve better than you. You're the prince for Kamis sake."
"I'm just as strong as every one else!" Vegeta protested. "But you're right. I don't wanna serve Frieza. I hate him."
"I know. My papa's been sent off to fight in his stupid war. Momma's afraid he'll never return."
Vegeta stopped to look at the girl.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Kamila."
"Well, while I'm still here I guess you can hang around. I leave in a month."
Kamila smiled. "Well be friends."
The days on Vegetasai were long and Kamila was thankful that she had this time with the prince. He had become her best friend over the month. And when the day arrived for him to leave she cried all day in her room.
Kamila paced her room as the time for Frieza to land grew near. Her mother had told her to stay in her room, but the wait was just to much for her to bear. She had to at least look at her beloved prince once more.
King Vegeta sat in the throne room as they royal guards announced the arrival of Frieza, the Icejin lord who'd com to take his son. Inside his heart was breaking, but for the good of his people his son would have to be sacrificed. He watched silently as the Icejin made his way down the long room to stand in front of him.
"Vegeta." Frieza hissed. His voice cold as ice and his eyes reflecting that same coldness. "I believe you owe me something."
"I owe you nothing Frieza. You are taking something that belongs to me. The only heir to the throne. But if I must give him to you to save my people then I will do what I must." King Vegeta's voice was equally as cold as Friezas.
He motioned to a guard by his side and held Friezas gaze as the guard walked into a room off to the side of the dias where he sat. Prince Vegeta walked out, his back straight and his head held high. King Vegeta watched as his son stood in front of Frieza. He was proud of his son and blinked away the moisture that suddenly sprang to his eyes.
He stood up and motioned for the door at the end of the hall to be opened.
"Our deal is finished Frieza. Remember you're end of the bargain."
Frieza just smirked and turned around.
"Vegeta!" Everyone turned as a small girl burst through the door at the end of the hall. "Don't leave without saying goodbye!" Without care for anyone around them she ran towards the prince and hugged him.
"Goodbye." Vegeta said and shoved her to the ground. "Go back to your room, Kamila."
She sat on the ground and cried as Frieza and the prince walked out of the room and out of her life for what she thought was forever.
Vegeta growled with frustration as the ships fuel light blinked furiously. He was low on fuel. Why hadn't he thought to have Nappa bring more.
"Nappa. Set us down on the nearest planet. We need fuel." He got up from the pilots seat and walked out of the room before Nappa could reply. Vegeta was in no mood for talking. Except to issue orders.
The stolen ship smelled of Frieza's army and he hated the wretched thing for it. But it was all he could hope for in a ship meant to take him away from the Icejin lords army. He hated the thought of running and hiding. But he was not yet strong enough to take on Frieza and he couldn't stand being an underling for so long in the monsters army. He'd had to get out. He knew he'd be hunted. He knew. Frieza wouldn't let his strongest warrior out of sight for to long.
He paced his room waiting for confirmation that they had landed. Finally he couldn't stand it anymore and crawled in the bed. His sleep was fitful.
Nappas voice came on over the intercom. "Sire, we are landing on a planet called Blarnon. It seems they are a peaceful planet and want to help as much as possible. We'll be landing in ten minutes."
In ten minutes the ship had landed and tall men in flowing blue robes helped them into a lavish purple palace and settled them into two ornately adorned rooms. Vegeta was pleased.
He and Nappa settled down and in a months time they had made friends and made peace with the people of Blarnon.
One night, while alone in his room, Vegeta sat silently watching the stars. He missed his home. His nonexistent home. How he would love to kill that bastard, Frieza when he found him.
He sat up with a start when his ears picked up a footstep outside his balcony. It was apparent the intruder intended to be quiet. Whoever it was he was not supposed to know they were there. He lay back on his bed and waited for the intruder, who was likely an assassin sent by Frieza. He didn't have to wait long.
The figure covered in black crept up beside the bed and raised a long sword above the bed. He waited for them to make their move but the figure seemed frozen in time.
"What's the matter?" The assassin gasped and took a quick step back holding the sword in a defensive stance. "You should have struck when you had the chance."
He leapt up and advanced on the black clad figure.
He couldn't make out any decisive form on the figure. But that wouldn't stop him.
Blue gold eyes flashed in the moonlight and he suddenly stopped.
"Who are you?" He asked.
The figure made a sudden move towards the window and he easily grabbed their arm.
"Vegeta, I was sent here to kill you, but I cant."
"Kamila?" The shocked prince dropped her arm. "What are you doing here?"
Kamila shook off the black scarf around her head and long black hair cascaded down her back and shown in the moonlight. Her blue gold eyes shone in heavy contrast with her pale face.
When he was younger he'd never even took notice of her eyes. Now with her so close and so grown up he couldn't help but notice how unusual they were. Blue eyes in a sea of Saiyan black ones were noticeable.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded again. "Did Frieza send you?"
"Yes." She looked down at the ground. "After you left Vegetasai I was sent off to a neighboring planet. Where I was trained to be an assassin for Friezas army. I embarrassed your father when I ran in to say goodbye to you. And when you left Friezas army he was angry. So he called for the best and got me."
"You're the best fighter Frieza has? I find that hard to believe. Since I know for a fact that you are no where near the power level as his captain, Ginyu."
"I am not the best fighter. I am the best assassin." She ground her teeth together and glared at him.
"Okay. Assassin, what do you plan to do now?" He crossed his arms and smirked at her.
She dropped her sword and sighed. "I don't know. And don't call me assassin. You know my name. I did what I had to do to survive. As did you."
He couldn't blame her for that. The years of abuse he suffered at the hands of Frieza was still raw and heavy on his soul.
"So. He sent you. And what happens when you go back and tell him you cant kill me?"
"I really never planned on going back." She sat down on the bed as Vegeta turned on the light. "I don't know. Ive heard so much about you while I was training. Ive missed you everyday."
"I…I've missed you to."
Kamila took Vegetas hand and led him to the bed.
The days on Blarnon swept by. His days filled with planning and his nights filled with Kamila. Until Frieza showed up.
The signal went out across the planet. Friezas ship had been spotted and the peaceful Blarnons were scared.
"I have to go. If I tell him you are not here and that I was stopped on this planet to restock my fuel and supplies he will leave." Kamila said as she pulled her boots on.
"I cant let you do that." Vegeta narrowed his eyes in a frown. "You cant sacrifice yourself for me."
"Im doing it for you and this planet. These people dont deserve what Frieza will do to them." Kamila sighed. "I love you. I will not be in any trouble. You will if you are caught. I couldnt stand to see you suffer. Hearing about it was enough Vegeta. Let me do this for my prince."
Vegeta nodded his head slightly. Kamila jumped up and started for the door before changing her mind. She walked over to Vegeta and kissed his cheek.
"This time lets say goodbye." She smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Goodbye." Vegeta said gently.
But Frieza was not so forgiving as she had thought.
"He's on that planet. I'm not stupid girl." Friezas cold voice hissed like a snakes. His long powerful tail held Kamila's bloody form high for the whole ship who were assembled to see. "She mocks me and thinks Im an idiot."
The crew laughed as Frieza threw Kamila to the floor. She didnt even have the strength to move after his beating. She felt like she was on fire. She sobbed heavily and felt her ribs crack.
"Oh Vegeta. What have I done."
Frieza sent the Ginyu force after Vegeta. They found him preparing to leave in his ship. When they brought him back Frieza took him in his private chambers and beat him more than he had Kamila.
Vegeta shook his head at the memory and looked at Kamila now. She had apparently dyed her hair but her eyes were that same beautiful blue gold he remembered.