Jailbreak
5 days until the Tournament of Power 2
Vegeta is a shell of himself. He lies curled up in the corner of his small cell in the Galactic Prison, trying to shield himself from the watchful eyes of the panopticon. Tears stream down his face and onto the solid floor. He is curled up, knees to his chin and hands hugging his legs.
"What have I become?" Vegeta asks himself, over and over. He mumbles the phrase quietly, almost under his breath but just loud enough to grab the attention of the prisoner in the cell to his right.
"Oh my god, would you shut up?" the prisoner pleads. It's a young woman's voice. "Keep your crying to yourself. I don't care about what you've become."
"Come on now, be nice. You were crying just like him when we first got here, remember?" A woman in the cell above Vegeta says. Her voice is a lot deeper.
"At least I had a good reason. What is this guy crying over?"
"This is Vegeta," A guard says, stopping by the three's cells, "He, um… Let's see…" the guard brings up a holographic display on his wrist brace. "He killed 126 billion, 508 million, 91 thousand and 603 people in Universe 6. The full tally just came in today. He also totaled about 70 quintillion pol in damages."
Both women went quiet. Vegeta begins full-on sobbing.
"His trial is in a couple months," the guard continues, "Hope you get eternity in the afterlife, you monster." He walks away. For several long moments, the only sounds are prisoners in far off cells and Vegeta's quiet sobbing. Then, another voice introduces itself.
"That's damn impressive," it's the gravelly voice of a large man. It comes from Vegeta's left.
"Huh? Saganbo, you really think that?" the deep-voiced woman asks.
"A man's either gotta be a crazy genius… or crazy powerful to pull off something like that. And – no offense, Vegeta – I don't think you're exactly the former. Not until I get to meet you a bit," Saganbo continues. The deep-voiced woman chuckles.
"Okay, listen, I can get behind some collateral damage. But 126 billion deaths is extreme," the higher-pitched woman says.
"Extreme or not… it's the mark of a master criminal. Only thing bad about it really is that Lord Moro will have less power to absorb. But that's whatever. There's plenty in this universe," Saganbo says. Vegeta stops sobbing and listens.
"The girl with the deep voice is Iwaza. The other's Kikaza," Saganbo introduces the two. "I'm Saganbo, of course. I'm the leader of the Galactic Bandit Brigade."
"You… That's you?!" Vegeta springs into life.
"Ho… we're familiar?"
"You stole Freeza's NTR stash back in 750! We were trying to find you for so long!"
"Well, obviously you can see the problem. We got locked up in here for just that. Galactic Patrol tracked us down, confiscated the 500 terabites. At that point we had erased all their metadata, so they couldn't return it to anyone."
"You bastards!" Vegeta yells, heated.
"Wow. Talk about a 180," Kikaza says.
"I'm irritated here, woman!" Vegeta gets to his feet, "And I'm fired up to leave this place now, that's for sure! I'll beat the shit out of your cocks!"
"How does he know about our cocks?!" Iwaza says, surprised. Vegeta reels up his right fist and punches the energy barrier of his cell. It vibrates; circular waves emanating from the point of impact, but it does not break or even buckle.
"Don't even try, Vegeta," Saganbo says, "You need a hell of a lot more strength than anyone in here to break through those. You won't be able to break through the solid walls, either. It's some special material they put in the walls of the entire space station- it absorbs almost all nearby ki."
"Then what the hell do we do? I won't just sit here for the rest of my days!" Vegeta yells, furious.
"We're waiting for Lord Moro. She had the power to break out… and she did just that a couple weeks ago. I know she'll come back for us, I'm sure of it."
"Man, I miss her. She has such a fat cock," A shrill voice pipes up from a couple cells to Vegeta's left.
"Shimorekka, come now. Control yourself," Saganbo pleads.
"I'm down, bro! I'm down historical! I don't know what to tell you!"
"I can't begin to imagine how sticky your cell is… listen, there's no George Washington pussy anymore. You killed all of them."
"I don't care about the George Washington pussy, dopeshit! Lord Moro is over ten million years old, that shit wild!"
"Who is this 'Moro?'" Vegeta asks.
"She's our queen. My queen," Saganbo answers.
"Hnn… whatever," Vegeta flexes, and his cock rips out of his baggy prison clothes. It's just over 40 inches long now when erect; the effects of the banned African penis ritual have long worn off and he has returned to his normal power level. He spins, gaining momentum to slam his cock into the barrier. It hits with explosive force, warping the energy wall and causing it to tear at several points. He follows up with a strong kick that breaks the barrier out of its frame, dissipating it entirely.
"Wait, Vegeta, did you just break out?" Saganbo asks, dumbfounded.
"It's an energy field- the bonds are strongest when completely still and stable. Consider this a favor," Vegeta says, turning to face the cells. Several guards run up from behind him. He flexes his ass cheeks, and they clap to create a powerful shockwave that blows the guards off their feet. Vegeta then fires several ki blasts at the nearby cells, destroying their mechanisms and causing the barriers to fail.
"This is a prison break now. Follow me," Vegeta says.
"Now, hold on…" Saganbo jumps out of his cell, "I'm the leader here. You'll follow me." He gets into a readied stance, aimed at the tower in the center of the room. "After all… we're the experts." He leaps towards the tower, landing on the outside of the elliptical observation room. He pulls his left hand back, gathering energy into his fist until it begins glowing. Then he punches, obliterating the top half of the tower, its debris scattering around the large room and striking several cells. He then begins falling, readying his right hand with another super-powered punch. He strikes the remains of the tower as he falls, sending a powerful impact into the core of the Galactic Prison. The lights go out for a moment before flashing back on. Then, the barriers on every cell simultaneously disappear. Every guard is either dead or stunned on the floor.
"I've shorted the prison's power. This thing is a big space station – its power supply is right at the center," Saganbo says. He gets up to his feet and begins walking towards Vegeta. Kikaza walks out of her cell and stands beside Vegeta. Her voluminous purple pigtails brush against his shoulder.
"You were packing this?" she peeks at Vegeta's massive schlong, drooping out in front of him, flaccid now but still nearly reaching his knees. It's thick, shiny, and very veiny. Seriously, it's a little concerning how veiny it is. Vegeta smirks and chuckles.
"You can get a piece of it later. Consider it another favor," Vegeta tries to flirt but he just comes off as way too douchey.
"No, I'm pretty gay, sorry."
"Me too," Vegeta smiles. He has severe social anxiety as a result of his ASD. Kikaza looks very confused.
"Kikaza! Iwaza!" A woman shouts from several meters to Vegeta's right.
"Oh, Miza!" Kikaza says gleefully. Iwaza leaps out of her cell and onto the floor. Her prison one-piece is tied down around her waist and her tits are just flopping out dude (but she has fairly large heart-shaped pasties on so it's very SFW)
"So, Saganbo, we're gonna have to start moving really quick. The patrol at this prison isn't any trouble for us, but when the full reinforcements get here, we're fucked," Miza says. Saganbo nods.
"Yes… we'll gather everyone here and then hijack a ship. The hangars will be full of them. In this commotion they won't be letting anyone leave, well… legally, so we can get on board and speed out," Saganbo says.
"Hey, Bikkura! Cool off!" someone shouts shrilly from the other side of the chamber. Vegeta looks to his left and spots a gigantic metal automaton beating up prisoners. It looks very similar to Auta Magetta. A little guy with curvy spikes on his head flies around him as the metal beast rages, trying to convince him to calm down. Vegeta knows just what to do – he reacts quickly by shooting a rope of cum out of his cock. It hits home on the automaton's neck, seeping into his servos and completely shorting the thing. Vegeta just killed Bikkura.
"Oh shit," he says.
"Damn it, well… whatever, I hated him anyway. One less guy to take care of," the little spikey man says.
"Shimorekka, get over here," Saganbo orders. The spikey guy makes his way to the group. In turn, several other prisoners gather near Saganbo. A large anthro panda jumps down beside him, shaking the ground. Next comes a more composed blue robot, and two slimmer brutes – a bald yellow alien and a handsome cyan-haired prettyboy.
"Vegeta, consider yourself the newest member of the Galactic Bandit Brigade. You can replace Bikkura," Saganbo says, flashing Vegeta a smile. "But please put your dick away. It's just flopping out in the wind, dude, that's gross." Vegeta rips off the top of his prison one-piece and ties it around his waist by the sleeves, letting it hang over his schlong like a loincloth.
"I'm not joining you pathetic criminals. We just happen to share the same goal, for now," Vegeta says, scowling at Saganbo.
The noseless alien laughs, smirking a bit. "You'll come around," he says.
"Whatever. Let's go," Miza orders. The group gets into a collective sprint, aiming for the one exit to the cell block. Several other prisoners are leaving through it too, and they squeeze past a dense crowd. Once they get free, they scramble through large hallways, making their way to the station's nearest hangar bay. Vegeta peers outside the ceiling windows as they run. Through them he subtly admires the depths of space, dotted with stars. He also sees the faraway wings of the space station – other cell blocks being lit up with action. It's a lightshow as countless small explosions tear debris apart from the structure. Suddenly, a large piece of rended steel slams into a nearby window from outside, causing it to crack. Distant sirens become piercing and loud as they activate in the hallway Vegeta and the others run through, and curved bulkheads jut out of the walls in perfect succession, sealing the windows.
"Don't worry," Saganbo reassures, "We'll be out of here in no time. But this prison will certainly take a beating. We just have to make sure we're gone before things go from south to sour."
"South to sour? What does that even mean?" Asks Miza. Just after she says this, several Galactic Patrol members jump out in front of the group from a T-junction. They pull their guns.
"Stop right there! Make no stupid moves!" commands one of them. It's Jaco, and just beside him is a short patrolman with blue bangs cut a little too high.
"Of course things had to go bad just as I was visiting…" the short-banged patrolman says. Jaco looks at him.
"Merus, this is the Galactic Bandit Brigade, and Vegeta!" Jaco says.
"I know. Don't pull any punches. Open fire!" Merus commands. The line of patrolmen begins shooting, lighting up the hallway with red laser beams.
"Seven-Three!" Saganbo yells, "Block this fire. Take them out!" The silver robot jumps into action. He drives his right foot into the ground, dislodging a large floor panel that spans the width of the hallway. It flips upwards into a barrier, blocking the laser fire. Seven-Three then jumps over the barrier, diving into the line of patrolmen. He efficiently takes several of them out with swift fatal moves and nearly kills Jaco before being kicked by Merus; his hand was just inches away from Jaco's neck. Seven-Three goes flying back the direction he came from the impact of the kick, striking the raised floor panel and cracking it into pieces. Saganbo catches the robot and sets him down on his feet.
"Change of plans!" Saganbo says, "Jump down into the hole!" Saganbo and Seven-Three leap into the hole created after removing the floor panel. It leads into a large subspace, filled with scaffolding and wires. The rest of the group follows. They dart through the maintenance tunnels, hoping to lose any heat in the maze-like network. After a couple minutes of running, Saganbo stops. He raises his fist over his head and jumps. The floor panel above him pops out as his fist collides with it, and he lands on his feet just in front of the hole.
"Come out, everyone. We're here," Saganbo orders. Vegeta jumps out last, catching up to the group who is making their way to a nearby ship. Vegeta looks around. They've managed to make their way into a hangar, completely empty of anyone besides them and several big ships.
"These should all be fueled up and ready to go," Miza says.
"That's right. With this commotion, we'll dip out of here without being noticed," Shimorekka agrees, "Wish we could find our own ship, but they've probably scrapped it for cash."
"Either way, we're short on time. This will have to do," Saganbo says.
They all make their way up an open ramp into the bowels of the ship. It's fairly large, with a couple floors and a lot of comfortable inside space. It is likely a small passenger ship outfitted with fair combat ability. Once they're all inside, Saganbo closes up the ramp and seals the ship.
"Shimorekka, Zauyogl. Get this thing running," Saganbo orders, "Tell Lord Moro we're free!"
Three minutes earlier
Merus stands still, peering at the open hole in the floor. He wants to give chase but knows that his fellow patrolmen are of higher priority; he turns, assessing the damages. Several patrolmen lie dead, puddles of blood forming below their necks. It's a brutal scene. The rest are shocked, some on the ground, having fallen over in fear.
"M...Merus!" Jaco yells out from the ground, his voice shaking.
"Are all of you alright? We lost some men," Merus asks, his voice raised. He sounds angry. Jaco gets to his feet, and several other patrolmen do the same.
"No one's injured, I think… we're either dead, or alive…" Jaco says in a frightened tone.
"We won't follow them – It's pointless right now. We need to save this space station. Every prisoner has been released… that's several thousand powerful convicts. Our forces here won't be enough," Merus figures, "Jaco, take command of the remaining patrolmen and seal this hallway." The sound of yelling convicts can now be heard. Far down the hall, a battalion of prisoners sprints towards the group of patrolmen, quickly closing the distance. Jaco presses several buttons on his wrist-guard, accessing the Galactic Prison's manual override controls. After several seconds a massive bulkhead closes, separating the hallway into two spaces and sealing the prisoners inside the cell block. They bang on the bulkhead from the other side, but no one is strong enough to break through.
"I'll get this station locked down. Jaco, I trust you to take care of things here," Merus says. Jaco nods, and Merus sprints off.