A/N: Well, here's Chapter 8. First off, this Chapter was very, very carefully thought of. Second, I wanna say thanks to Meiyo Motou, WildVegeta, Mariposa, Cara2012, dynamo6000, and LaughableBunny for all the reviews on Chapter 7. Hope you guys all like this next Chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, Akira Toriyama does.
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WARNING: CONTAINS MAJOR CHILD ABUSE, SOME BLOOD, AND IS A SLIGHT TEAR-JERKER. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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It was three o'clock in the morning, and King Vegeta was still sitting at his five-year-old son's bedside, wide awake. It was clear to the doctors that the Saiyan king wouldn't be leaving or going to sleep anytime soon.
...One hour later...
King Vegeta had sat with his son nearly all night and he really needed to ask Malaka if Vegeta would be able to leave soon. But he couldn't bring himself to leave his son. Dozens of doctors were there, but the king knew it would scare his young son if the child woke up alone. He couldn't do that to his small son, not after everything that happened.
'I'll just be gone for five minutes and then I'll be right back', he told himself. 'Besides, I'll only be across the room'.
He looked down to see if the prince was awake or not, and sure enough, little Vegeta was still sleeping peacefully. Hopefully he would stay asleep this time. For the past few hours, he'd been waking up because of nightmares, but then he would see his father and remember he was safe and would go back to sleep.
With a sigh, King Vegeta got up and crossed the room to Malaka's quarters. The Saiyan king didn't suspect that any harm would come to his son, not in the healing room with several doctors watching over him. But he was wrong.
...Five minutes later...
Ever so quietly, Zarbon snuck into the room. He then looked around the room, but he didn't spot King Vegeta anywhere. The teal-skinned changeling grinned evily and turned to the sleeping prince. He looked so peaceful. 'This is getting so easy, it's almost not fair, but it'll be so much fun to hear that puny little brat scream', Zarbon thought.
It actually hadn't been easy slipping past the Palace Guards, but after finding the healing room, everything started to go a little more smoothly. Zarbon just had to avoid being detected by any of the doctors. But the green-haired changeling didn't see any of the doctors nearby either.
Frieza's lieutenant stepped closer to the bed. And then, without any hesitation, he yanked off Vegeta's blanket and grabbed the Saiyan toddler's tail.
The five-year-old Saiyan prince's eyes flew open as he was hoisted into the air and dropped to the floor.
"Hi there, Vegeta", Zarbon said, staring down at him. "Did you miss me?"
"N-no...p-please, no...n-not you!" Vegeta whimpered.
"I just love how that cute little face of yours fills with fear whenever you see me, Vegeta", Zarbon said, his evil smirk growing broader. "It's just so damn adorable!"
Vegeta curled into a ball and started to cry frantically.
"Daddyyyyy!" the small Saiyan screamed in terror. "Daddy, Daddy, help me! DADDY! Where are you?"
"You're Daddy's not here, you little brat!" Zarbon sneered, stomping on the little boy's tail as hard as he possibly could.
Vegeta let out a loud scream as blood spurted from his tail.
Hearing his little child's frantic cries, King Vegeta hurried out of the doctors' quarters, followed by Malaka and two other doctors who had been talking with Malaka before King Vegeta showed up.
"Scream all you want, Brat", Zarbon said ruthlessly as he banged Vegeta's head against the cold, hard, metal floor. "It just makes this more fun for me".
"ZARBON!" an angry voice yelled out.
Zarbon turned to see King Vegeta. A bright blue aura surrounded the Saiyan king, his onyx black eyes flashing angrily. Even though the crazed changeling would never admit it, at that moment, the Saiyan ruler looked frightening.
"Get out", King Vegeta ordered in a deadly voice.
Zarbon didn't move, as if he were daring the Saiyan king to do something.
"OUT!" King Vegeta snarled, sending a barrage of bright purple ki blasts at Zarbon.
Frightened, the green-haired lieutenant hurried out of the room before any of the ki blasts could hit him, although one did graze the end of his pale blue cape.
After Zarbon fled the room, King Vegeta turned to his son. Vegeta lay facedown on the floor, not moving.
King Vegeta bent down and carefully rolled Vegeta onto his back. The small prince seemed half-awake and he was breathing evenly, but very heavily, as if he were struggling.
"Vegeta. Vegeta, my son, can you hear me?" the Saiyan king asked, lifting the Saiyan child off the floor gently.
Little Vegeta stared up at his father groggily and whimpered softly. Blood was coming out of his mouth. This alarmed King Vegeta, because his young son didn't seem to have any visible injuries other than his bleeding tail.
Vegeta tried to say something, but he ended up spitting up blood.
"Vegeta...", King Vegeta was unable to say anything. He had an odd sense of foreboding that he just couldn't shake. It felt almost as if his small son was...dying.
"D-Daddy...", the Saiyan prince choked out.
"I'm here", King Vegeta said, raking his hand through Vegeta's hair. "What is it, Vegeta?"
The five-year-old Saiyan didn't answer. His eyes were open, but he wasn't looking up at his father. In fact, the little prince didn't seem to be looking at anything at all.
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