Seriously, HOOYAH on updates! This is chapter five, and I still have plans on where this story is going. How much would that rock if I wrote the whole story? I was like twenty-something chapters into the first Hidden Bars, it was almost done too, but I seriously couldn't think on how to end it. I had the idea, but I couldn't write it. Now, this idea is different and I can write it!

For all of you who liked the little sister, I regret to inform you that she will not be in this version of Hidden Bars. There will be different characters that will be introduce in the next chapter. If it makes you feel any better, I had to come up with two characters to replace one.

I don't own the wonderful world of Dragonball Z. But I did make up like most of these characters. Just a little FYI

Last time on Hidden Bars:

He was nothing but a tool to them; yet there had been many times that the tool has almost been broken.

And even he knew they would be lost without him.

The collar didn't give him a choice in the matter, he didn't even remember what a choice felt like.

He attacked the army, he attacked the cities, he killed innocent men, women, and children who were only protecting their homes.

"I will kill you," before he was able to turn around, a man from the world he had just destroyed grabbed him from behind and began to chock him, "You will pay for what you have done."

"Should we do it?" Tomack grinned at Weller as he saw the man attacking their pet, "You'll know it will be a lot of fun."

Then, something was happening to him, the grip the man had around him was getting tighter. His breathing was slowing down, his heart was racing...

They had changed his power level.

"Go right ahead," he whispered to the man, as his voice expressed itself fully with the feeling, "I deserve it."

He didn't answer her, he didn't even know where he was anymore, all he could watch is that man's blood covering the floor. Soon, everything left him; his strength, the feeling, everything.

The collar was back to normal, leaving him to feel nothing but numbness.


Hidden Bars

Free

- Son Akito

It was always nice when he arrived to a new world and it didn't end up being destroyed by his hand. The ship landed, he could feel the ship itself shift as it hit the world. The number looked up from inside his empty room, hoping that he would be able to see the sky.

His head turned as his owner Vanlash entered the room, brushing his long red hair out of his eyes, "We're going into town."

Shaking his head, he stood up and followed his master though the door. He watched as the three others stayed behind. He had wondered why he was going with Vanlash alone, but that thought had cleared his head as he looked up into the sky.

The sky was such a wonderful color, his eyes widen at the blue sky. It was so peaceful. He couldn't remember a time when the sky was this beautiful.

The sun had touched his pale skin, he had winced at the feeling as the heat touched him. The ship was such a cold place, as well as the star covered space, it had been a long time since the warmth of the sun touched his skin.

He followed a few feet behind his owner. His eyes glanced around the world's citizens, they were happy, laughing, and with their families.

A strange thought entered the number's mind, but it escaped as soon as his owner turned around and yelled at him to keep up.

As he began to run up to his master, he heard loud foot prints behind him, "Hey, move it!" Before he was able to turn around, something hit him, causing both him and it to hit the ground.

He blinked a few times in confusion, before rolling over to see a girl next to him, she was covered in a long brown hood, "I'm sorry," he spoke to her without any form of expression.

"What's with your voice?" She asked, as both him and her stood up, "Are you okay?"

"Yes," he blinked at her.

"What the hell are you doing?" He looked behind him to see his owner running up to him, "What did I just-" Vanlash looked up and saw the girl, "Princess, what an honor to see you."

The pet had turned around to face the girl he ran into, he had wondered what a Princess such as herself was doing outside her home, and wondered why his master was so nice to her. He didn't think about it long, before his master grabbed him by the back of his collar, "We were off to see your father," Vanlash commented, as he pulls his pet in front of him, "Is he at the palace?"

He didn't know why, but the Princess did not keep her eyes off him. It made him uncomfortable in a way. He redirected his eyes towards the sky and tried to think of something else.

"I'll join you," the Princess walked in front of Vanlash and up to him, "You may let go of him," she pointed to the teenager, "And we can all walk together as equals."

Vanlash growled before he let go of the collar. He glanced back at his owner, and saw anger in his eyes.

"Hey," the Princess turned her head towards him, as he turned his head away from his owner and faced her, "What's your name?"

"76646426," he whispered to her.

She shook her head, "Not that name," she gave him a small smile, "Your real name."

The number didn't answer, his name was the only thing he could really remember about his formal life. He didn't want his master to know it, he didn't want anyone to know it. It was the only true memory he had, the only thing that wasn't tainted.

The Princess waited for her answer, and once she realized that he wasn't going to tell her, she turned to Vanlash, "Do you know his name?"

Vanlash turned his eyes away from her, "I don't care what his name is."

The Princess and his master exchanged words to one another, but all the number could do was walk beside them quietly and truly cherish his name.

Once they reached the palace's gates, the Princess turned to both of them, "I must return before my father notices I am missing," she once again smiled at the teenager, "I enjoyed our walk," with that, she ran from them and into another entrance of the palace.

When she was out of eye site, Vanlash glared at his pet as he dug in his pocket. Just then, a sharp pain came from around his neck and passed though out his body. Vanlash had triggered the collar to hurt him, "Don't you dare say a word for the rest of this."

He shook his head, as the pain was starting to make him dizzy. He took a step forward, trying to balanced himself from hitting the ground.

His owner began to walk towards the gate, the number looked up, still in pain from the collar. He knew that if he was further behind something far worst would happen. The number gathered the little strength he had and caught up to his owner.

The guards of the palace let them though, and at the entrance of the great building stood the King and his daughter.

"Vanlash," the Kind called, as Vanlash got on one knee and bowed to him, the number followed his moments, "And who is this?" The King eyed the pet.

His owner stood up, brushing himself off, "He is no concern to our business meeting."

The King walked up to the teenager, as the pet quickly stood up, "He looks like he is around my daughter's age," the King placed his hand on his shoulder, "How old are you, son?"

The number turned to his owner, he had debated if he should answer the King or not, but even if he did, he was still unsure of his age. The number lost sight of the years he had been in space, he felt like was in his late teen years, but he wasn't sure. The number shook his head, declaring that he didn't not know his age.

"You know," the King said, letting go of the pet and turning to his owner, "We forbid slavery on this side of the Universe."

Vanlash grinned, "You still have to obey the side that allows it, King."

The King turned his head, "The deal is off."

"What?" Vanlash screamed, "What the fuck changed all of a sudden?"

The King turned to pet and smirked, "The kid here."

Vanlash turned towards his pet, "What the hell does he have to do with anything? Don't piss me off, I will make him destroy this world."

The number didn't react to the claim that his owner made, but only looked up at the blue sky above him.

"How?" the Princess interpreted the conversation and walked towards the teenager, she lightly touched the collar that hung from his neck, as the number jerked his head back, "With that?"

She turned to the pet and waited for him to answer, but the pet knew damn well not to discuss the collar.

"You know that control devices are against the law in all sides of the Universe," The Princess glanced up at her father, "I am not sure what kind of deal you are making with him father, but I would suggest to end all business ties with him."

Vanlash laughed at her, "I am above the law, Princess. And the matters between your father and I are only between us. You are not Queen yet, my dear," he turned towards the King, "I am getting tired of this, and you know damn well you need my support for this."

The King shook his head, "I know what I need to do, but lets have a trade off," The King glanced back at the teenager, "I have heard your recent stories about complete destruction of worlds, is it because of him?"

The pet started to feel faint, his source of energy was running out, he blinked a few times as the pain made his eye sight go in and out.

"Only the few, the best, can protect my daughter, and there is something about this boy that I like," the King noticed as the teenager's eyes were going in and out of focus, "Stop whatever you are doing to him."

Vanlash reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote, placing his finger on the sensor, it stopped the pain that was coming from the collar and gave him a bit more power that he returned to a steady state, "What are you declaring?" Vanlash put the remote back in his pocket.

"All deals will be made," the King placed his hand on the pet's shoulder, "For the boy."

"You have to be crazy," Vanlash screamed, grabbing the back of his collar and pulling his pet back from the King, "I'm not going to hand you something like him."

"Then you do not have my support," the King breathed.

Vanlash eyed his pet, before eyeing the King. He growled loudly, as he reached in his pocket and threw the remote to the King.

The King caught the remote, before grinning at Vanlash, "It's a deal."

Vanlash didn't respond, he didn't do anything but stare at his pet.

The teenager didn't know what was going on, was he just freed from his master's grip? Was he not considered a slave anymore? So many thoughts ran though his mind that all he was able to do was blink as the remote that was in the King's hand.

"Just do whatever the fuck you want once I'm off this planet," Vanlash watched as the King shook his head in agreement, as Vanlash turned and walked away.

The teenager blinked, he watched as his master walked away until he was no longer able to see him. He was frozen as the spaceship he was on hit the sky and flew away from the world he was on.

He said nothing as the King walked up to him, placing his hand on the teenager's shoulder, "Can you be trusted without this thing around your neck?"

The teenager turned his eyes from the sky and stared at the King.

"He can father," the Princess walked up to her father, "I can tell that he will be okay."

The King smiled at the Princess, "I'm glad we agree on one thing."

It was only a few seconds, he was sure of that, but the moment that the collar was released from his neck and hit the ground felt like an eternity. His eyes watched as the collar laid on the floor in front of him.

Without warning, the first thing that returned to him was his chi. The saiyan felt his energy flowing though his body. There was so much of it that it made the teenager's eyes widen. It had been such a long time since he felt his chi like this. Without thinking about it, his chi raised up to it's real normal state, and not the power level the collar had it at. He felt his chi circling his body, and without powering himself up, the saiyan could feel how strong he was.

It was a chilling feeling, that he was this powerful. He had wondered why he was this much stronger, it was so much stronger then before all this. He was sure of that. His kind was always strong, he remembered that much, but never this strong.

It was upsetting him. Upsetting that he had to be this strong, he had no reason to be. He never did any of the fighting though out the years, it was that collar, that horrible collar that took away everything from him.

His eyes glanced back at the collar that was sitting on the ground. It sat there and mocked him, it was the one thing that couldn't make the teenager be him. It was that one thing that made him the way he was...

...This thing that he wasn't sure of.

The saiyan bit his lip, trying his hardest to suppress his anger, the anger that a little thing such as that collar took so much away from him. If that thing was never on him, he knew that he could have beaten Vanlash and his crew long ago and be able to go back to his normal life.

The longer he stared at that collar on the ground, the more the room seemed to spin. He couldn't look away from it, it was controlling him once again to have this feeling of hate enter his mind. Hating that object on the ground, hating that horrible crew that beat him day in and day out.

Hating himself for allowing it to happen.

The Princess gasped, as the teenager in front of her changed. His hair that hung down at the center of his back stood straight up, it once being jet black and now being a bright gold. Electricity seemed to circle around him, and the whole palace seemed to shake. She watched as the person before her became something else.

He had changed, he had changed to something even they couldn't get out of him. He changed his true warrior form, the super saiyan.

The super saiyan, without a thought, gathered a ball of chi within his hand. His green eyes that were once black stared down at his target. A scream escaped his lips as that ball flew out his hands and destroyed the collar under him.

The ashes from the collar moved up and circled around him, but the powerful electricity around him destroyed the ash before it touched him. His eyes stared and the hole on the ground he had just created.

Before he had a chance to react to it, a flash back hit his mind. The flash back of the last few years of everything he had done. Being taken from his world, being forced to be a slave, destroying other worlds, being beaten in so many different ways. Wanting to feel something but no matter how long he stayed up at night, he couldn't feel anything.

Now all these feelings were rushing past him. He was feeling again. All this that he just did, it was off a reaction of an emotion. It was something that he did because he felt like it.

It was a scary feeling, as the super saiyan deformed back into the jet black haired teenager he once was. Falling to his knees, he was finally able to feel.

All he was able to feel was anger and hate.

Slamming his fist into the ground, he let his tears fall. The first tears that he had ever cried, dropped from his eye lids and hit the ground before him. He shook at the sight of them. So many nights he thought that he would be crying if he could, but he was never able to feel that way. He had thought it was unhealthy not to feel any form of emotion, that he was missing out of everything because of it.

His eyes shed more tears, they fell because the only thing that came to mind was how much he hated it all. He had wished that having the collar off would mean that he could be happy or grateful, anything but this hard feeling of hate. This feeling that wasn't shaking off no matter how much he tried.

A soft hand landed on his back, as the saiyan shot his eyes and looked over at the person who touched him. It was the Princess.

"So," she said as she patted his back softly, "What's your name?"

He felt like he needed to tell her, he chocked when answering, "Gohan."

He looked at her soft smile, and in a way it made him feel even worst. Even though her father was nice enough to take off the collar, in a way he was still controlled by them. He wasn't able to go off and find his home again, wherever that was. And the thought of not remembering where he was from made him feel horrible another hundred times over. He hoped those memories would return to him, but he wasn't sure if they would.

He had no where else to go, and even if he did want to go home, he didn't think the King would let him off so easily.

More tears ran past his eyes, because even though Gohan was free from the collar, he wasn't exactly free.

On the ship...

"What the hell did you do?" Tomack looked at his leader with pure confusion, "Why did you give up the kid so easily?"

They waited for their leader to speak, but all he did was laugh. He started laughing so hard that tears ran down his face.

"Tell us," Rexter crossed her arms, "Stop with the laughing."

Vanlash stopped laughing and glared at the party, "Don't worry about him, we'll get in back in time. Just wait and see."

They knew better then to deny their leader.