Fates way
Chapter Eleven
Daylight came to the Kingdom, far too soon for most of the inhabitants of the castle.
As the sun flowed through the windows causing a beautiful dancing effect, the maids and servants were already up and about doing their duties and clearing up the mess from the evening before.
Lord Freeza had returned to his own quarters on his ship, and had not muttered a word about the fight to anybody. King Vegeta was already up and arranging for some men be sent to a planet for some clearance jobs. The feeling about the palace was un-nerving Lord Freeza seemed to be to calm after one of his best men had been fed to the creatures in the lake.
Bulma turned in her bed, and looked around at her new surroundings. She just couldn't get used to waking up in this new room; she missed her own pink bedroom with her cuddly toys and familiar objects.
She missed her mother's perfume, and the happy singing from the maids of Krystalis, she missed the birds chirping outside and her horses calling for her. She even missed the annoying advisors that seemed to scurry about and constantly bug her.
And it had only been one day….
As she looked to the beautiful pictures upon the wall, she suddenly began to remember the happenings of the night before.
The hideous pink monster and Vegeta rushing to her rescue…
As she shuffled in the bed, she felt something strange upon her leg and ribs. Pulling the fur duvet down, she was quite surprised to see she was in her nightwear and had some long white bandages and some strange fabrics wrapped in various places.
She couldn't feel much pain, but then she noticed the purple swelling just above one of the bandages and around her arm.
Dodoria had really hurt her badly; she was surprised she could move at all.
Ignoring her body and forcing herself into a sitting position, the princess closed her eyes and blocked out the pain.
It had ruined the night; her first night on this planet and it had turned into a living nightmare. Was her father really just torturing and punishing her by bringing her here?
Bulma blinked back a tear as she pondered why her father was not with her in the room, after an ordeal like that most caring doting fathers would be sitting beside the bed refusing to move whilst waiting for a space craft to come and take them from the evil world.
She couldn't even recall seeing him, the memories of the night seemed blurred whilst mixed with the pain she was feeling from her injuries. Whatever the Saiyan medic had given her had eased the pain and made her sleep; now the effects were certainly beginning to wear off.
Suddenly feeling fearful that her face may be scarred, Bulma painfully picked up her mirror, which was sitting on the table next to the bed. Thanking herself for not being tidy, she gripped around the handle and used all her energy to pull it towards her.
Her face looked normal, she still looked perfect! Breaking a smile, she closed her eyes in relief.
Although Bulma would never admit it, she could be quite a vain person; she was a princess after all.
Her hair was slightly bloodstained from the bang she had received to her head, agonisingly she pulled her left arm up splitting a bandage and was surprised to feel no bump or cut. In fact the blood seemed to have come from nowhere.
Sniffing with relief, she felt the pain in her ribs. Dodoria was dead now and that was all that mattered, Vegeta had saved her life.
Bulma Briefs had no idea how she came to be sitting her in monkey pyjamas, and she blushed as she thought of someone else changing her whilst she had been out.
Looking around the room which were now her quarters, Bulma flitted her bright blue eyes and noticed something that hadn't been their yesterday.
where she had taken the mirror, Some bright pink flowers were sitting on the small bedside table along with a glass of water.
They looked beautiful; the huge pink petals were in full bloom and were blossoming and gently blowing with the invisible breeze in the room.
They really were some of the most beautiful flowers Bulma had ever seen, it seemed a shame that they were sitting in a glass vase in her quarters.
Wondering who could have put them there, Bulma sighed and leaned back against the many pillows.
As she looked back to the flowers, she smiled warmly it must have been her father.
Little did she know that the flowers were most certainly not from him….
Vegeta punched the air, and angrily kicked out at Radditz, they were training in the confides of the gravity room and even beating his fellow to a bloody pulp was not helping get the blue haired girl from his thoughts.
Freeza had still not mentioned anything about the destruction of the big pink bubblegum ball, and he couldn't help but feel concerned over the female from Krystalis. She had been pretty badly beaten, although after seeing her this morning she seemed to be sleeping peacefully he was worried about how she may wake up.
It was after all his fault that she had gone off by herself, and he had been rather cruel to her. His headache was still evident, although he did not feel as ill as he had the evening before. Sleep deprivation was playing a good part in making him feel worse, as he grabbed at Radditz' long hair and tugged violently causing the descendant of Bardock to cry out.
He had left some pink flowers by the girl's bed that morning, and he had been glad that she was resting. He didn't want to be caught showing such a pathetic weakling emotion like giving her some weeds to make her feel better.
Releasing Radditz' hair, the Saiyan prince growled as he angrily threw a large blue ki aimed straight for his friends gut.
Regularly he would train in the gravity room and spar with the guards, although none could keep up with his speed or strength he used them as training toys.
"Gravity changing to 80 times Vegetaseiis gravity." the computer called out in a strange digitalised voice.
Radditz growled, as Vegeta abruptly called out instructions in between punching the longhaired Saiyan. "Override gravity change, I order for gravity 100 times Vegetaseiis."
The wind was knocked out of Radditz as he fell backwards and hit his back on the hard metal flooring. Vegeta had released him, and was watching with interest, as he seemed to struggle with the sudden increase in the gravity.
The prince looked at Radditz with his arms folded in half amusement; he seemed to be completely unaffected as he saw his friend flop pleadingly onto his stomach.
The gravity although one hundred times the normal level of the planet, seemed like nothing to the prince as he mocked his friends torture. This was an almost daily routine, and as Vegeta grew stronger Radditz seemed to resume at the normal level for a Saiyan.
"You think we can go and get some breakfast now?" Radditz wheezed, as Vegeta kicked him hard in the side.
"All you think about is your stomach, that's why you're so pathetically weak."
Radditz could do nothing as the great prince chuckled, and tugged again at his very long spiky hair that was now tainted in blood.
Their sessions were usually violent, but this was going to a new level; Vegeta seemed to be wanting to get something out of his system and the Elite guard could only guess it was to do with the only person that the prince feared. Lord Freeza.
Radditz was not the most intelligent Saiyan, but he had the senses not to query the prince on his motives of beating him to a bloody pulp.
As Vegeta proceeded to throw Radditz across the gravity chamber into the far rock hard wall, both were oblivious to the curious eyes watching them through the door.
"I must say the boy has remarkable strength." The whispery evil voice hissed, as its eyes followed the young prince as he flickered his tail victoriously and proceeded to insult his friend further.
The longhaired green man standing beside the watcher did not answer for a while, as he scanned the private room as though others were with them.
He could not feel comfortable in the presence of so many Saiyans; they were after all the race responsible for eradicating his home planet.
Zarbon finally answered and agreed with his master gruffly, and forced himself to pay some interest in the loud-mouthed prince.
"You weakling, your about as strong as the day you crawled from your mother." Vegeta taunted, as he half-heartedly flopped onto a large training block that was stacked in the far corner.
His voice echoed around the gravity room, as he continued his barrage of insults to try and bring his underling to fight him some more. "Come on you inbred, your father would be ashamed of you for being such a weak pathetic moron."
Radditz growled under his breath, but for once he darent answer back to the prince. He seemed to be in an awkward mood, and although both had known one another for the majority of their lives, he didn't always understand his Royal friend.
One false move and he would have yet more bruises to nurse later, and looking at his diary he didn't think any females would be nursing him back to health.
The icejiin lizard moved away from the gravity chamber as the action inside ended, he felt it was time to leave Vegetaseii.
The tyrant's first intentions were to permanently remove the prince from the throne line after his atrocious attack on Dodoria the night before, now he was having second thoughts as new ideas began to hatch in his brain.
Freeza was the strongest being in the universe, but even the strongest being in the universe needed a strong army to uphold his reputation.
Vegeta was proving himself more and more through his constant training, and hard battles in space. He had even had the guts to take on one of his dark lords most loyal and hardened fighters leaving a new vacancy.
"Are we going to be taking anything as a souvenir?" Zarbon scoffed, as he deliberately knocked an old antique ornament from a table in the training room causing it to shatter on the marble floor.
Freeza smirked, and looked to Zarbon. "No, I don't need anything from these monkeys for now. My investments are lying elsewhere."
"We could always kill his majesty as a goodbye present." Zarbon chuckled as they approached the large doorway leading out of the training area.
Freeza paused, causing Zarbon to have a momentary feeling of fear.
That passed as the Icejiin cackled evilly. "Zarbon you really need to have some patience my dear boy."
The first hand man knew when to stop, he did not reply as he blasted the door open with a small ki allowing his lord to walk though first.
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