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Special thanks to Prince's Jewel for beta reading this for me.

Full Spectrum

By Ginia

Part 11

Best Laid Plans
Too Slow. He had reacted Too Damn Slow. Before the sting of
the needle had fully registered, Vegeta had already backhanded Amberge away from
him, but by then it was too late.

Pulling the empty syringe from his arm, Vegeta�s furious
glare returned to the smug face of Commander Brietoth, his growl of fury the
only sound in the room. He wanted to rip that look off her face and shred the
flesh that wrongfully bore his mark. He desperately needed to tear this ship
apart to learn the truth about the location and condition of his missing family.
Beyond that� beyond that, the prince of a vanquished people could not even
consider - not yet.

But what Vegeta wanted meant nothing now because he had let
himself be distracted by that monstrous bitch.

Vegeta was surprised to realize that he was no longer
standing on his own, but leaning heavily on the wall behind him as the strong
sedative sped through his system. With clouded thoughts, Vegeta�s eyes once
more settled upon the mark scarring Brietoth�s neck. It could not have
happened. Even if she had come upon him in his sleep, influencing him as
he slept - her stench should have driven him away from her.

The �almost� memory of bitter blood filling his mouth
briefly brought his fading thoughts back into focus. Earlier, he had been
awakened not by her repugnant stench, but by her touch. How was that possible?
He finally realized what was wrong with the entire picture. Brietoth�s scent
was undetectable.

Suddenly Brietoth's face was hovering mere inches from his
own as he lay sprawled at the base of the wall. He forced the question to his
lips, barely whispering. �W-hy� why don�t you stink?�

�Really Vegeta! Such a rude question!� laughed Brietoth
before answering in a soft seductive voice. �You witnessed how I dealt with
Amberge�s little reaction to my scent, don�t you forgotten? I dealt with
your rather negative reaction the same way. I merely blocked the specific
receptors that allowed you to notice my scent.� She paused, stroking
Vegeta�s soft tail.

�Vegeta? Can you even hear me, little prince?�

The drone of Brietoth�s voice had become an annoying hum
circling around the drugged Saiyan. Her words tumbled without resistance into
his subconscious mind, fodder for later examination. As Vegeta succumbed to the
darkness, his last impressions were the sight of his mark on the creature�s
neck and the smooth stroke of her fingers along his tail.

* * * * * * * * *
Sitting before a large panel in her Observation Center,
Brietoth was quite pleased with her evening�s efforts. �There now, my little
prince,� she murmured as she finished making the adjustments on the master
control to Vegeta�s implants. �This should make your implants much more
effective and put off the need for new implants until you achieve at least a 25%
increase in your measurable energy� and by then,� she laughed, �you will
already have been completely conditioned and new implants will no longer be
necessary!�

Brietoth was still smiling as she left her Observation
Center, but her mood quickly soured as she approached the ship�s main bridge.
How had those insignificant humans managed to board her ship, ransack the OC -
her private sanctum, and then appropriate the hybrid Saiyan infant and
Vegeta�s human mate? It should have been impossible. Had the crewmen who
guarded the entrance not been dead already, she would have killed them herself.

Dead. Four of her crew of eighteen were dead, with two more
in critical condition. Someone was going to pay for this affront - and
Brietoth would start with that human bitch and anyone foolish enough to cluster
around her at the remaining Saiyan�s mountain home. Although she usually opted
to collect her specimens with minimal damage to surrounding life forms, these
obnoxious creatures had lost the privilege of that particular courtesy.

Ordering her shuttle readied for immediate departure,
Brietoth planned out the steps of her little expedition. The gas she intended to
saturate the area with would knock out the adult Saiyan for about 20 to 30
minutes. Of course that strong a dose would also most certainly kill those
humans who were currently clustered around him. The older half-breed might
survive� the infant probably not.
'No matter,' she mused. She could always �breed�
additional full-blooded Saiyans from the genetic material donated by the
two males�

Already savoring her revenge, as well as anticipating the
pleasure of personally collecting that particular specimen from the
taller Saiyan, Brietoth headed out for Goku�s isolated home in the mountains.

* * * * * * * * *
The capsule packs Krillin had collected from Bulma�s lab
had allowed her to spend the hours since her rescue focusing on the items
liberated from Brietoth�s ship.

Current results? Genius or not, even Bulma needed more than
these odds and ends to make real progress. She needed more information but at
the moment she was the only available source.

�OK then� Lets start with what I�m sure of,� Bulma
began, speaking out loud. �Vegeta had some sort of devices surgically
implanted along his spine and at the base of his skull. Their purpose was to
allow Brietoth to eventually gain full control over him.�

Her voice broke the silence and drew the gathering of
friends from their private brooding to hear what she had to say. �Now,
Brietoth told me that her control was still incomplete but Vegeta had insisted
that Brietoth had not actually �made� him hurt me-�

�What!�

�He�s the one who hurt you!?�

�You never said Vegeta was the one who beat you!�

The shocked and angry
friends tried to interrupt but Bulma ignored them. She knew she had to work
through this, in order to help both herself and her friends understand what they
were up against.

�-BUT-� Bulma continued determinedly, �she obviously
had enough control with those implants to make him �unaware� that he
was hurting me, that his actions even could hurt me. She took away his
self-control and used that against him. I saw his eyes when she released him.
When he realized�� Bulma shuddered. �And she�d managed all that after
only having her hands on Vegeta for a few hours! How much control will she have
over Vegeta now, after she�s had all this time for her cruel experiments?�

Turning her suddenly brimming eyes to Goku, Bulma begged,
�Goku! We have to go back for him now!�

�Bulma�s right, guys.� Goku looked at the twilight
flight of bats as they dipped and dived around his home. �We can�t wait any
longer. If Vegeta could have gotten out on his own - he would have done so by
now.�

�So we go back and rescue him from his own past?�
snapped Yamcha. �He brought all this down on himself - and onto Bulma and
Trunks, too!�

�You�re wrong, Yamcha. No matter what he did in his
past, not even Vegeta deserves what�s happening to him in that lab,"
whispered Tien before lifting his face to the gathered friends. �We need to
hurry - that ship wasn�t damaged badly enough to keep them grounded much
longer, and if they leave the planet with Vegeta��

Krillin quietly filled in the blank, �Then we would never
get him back and who knows what this Brietoth person would do if she really did
have Vegeta completely under her control. Things could be even worse than when
Frieza was around.�

Visions of Vegeta�s ever-increasing power level and his
lethal potential were all too clear in everyone�s mind.

�I don�t think it would ever come to that,� murmured
Goku. �Vegeta would rather die fighting than be controlled like that.�

�Just get him out and I�ll find a way to undo whatever
has been done to him!! I�ll find a way� Please - help him, help me.� As
Bulma finally broke down and wept, Chichi wrapped her arms around her friend.
She didn�t care a bit for Vegeta but - for Bulma�s sake - she hoped he could
be saved.

* * * * * * * * *

As required by the Commander, Prince Vegeta would have
round-the-clock attention - it just wasn�t going to be him. Otherwise ready to
retire for the night, Amberge lingered in the lab. He had expected Vegeta to
rouse long before now and wanted to be certain the IV feeding the sedative into
the Saiyan�s body was properly set before turning guard duty over to the
assigned crewman.

Amberge watched Vegeta as he lay strapped to the
examination table; the monitors indicated yet another dream had begun. Although
extremely active, all the readings were originating in the areas of the brain
dominated by the subconscious. As soon as any conscious activity began to
register, Amberge was ready to make the necessary adjustments to ensure the
feisty Saiyan�s quiet slumber would continue until the commander was once
again ready for him.

While Vegeta�s sleep may have been quiet, it was far from
peaceful. Without injuries or physical pain as a distraction, the enforced
slumber was allowing the instinct-driven Saiyan more control over his
subconscious mind than Amberge could have imagined.
Lacking the fine-tuning of meditation, the focus of
Vegeta�s dreamlike thoughts would drift until an effort was made to lock one
in place. The first image to lock was the bite mark on Brietoth�s neck, which
expanded to his intimate encounter with the creature. Steadily the sordid
details were stripped of their protective clouds and exposed to his questing
mind. Unable to escape the reality of that event, Vegeta worked to redirect his
thoughts to other areas of far greater significance.

Soon the early morning events began to play and replay in
Vegeta�s mind. Gaps were steadily filled in and time sequences corrected.
Gradually all events, including his time on Brietoth�s rack, were painfully
clear. The only parts missing were those that occurred while Vegeta was
completely unconscious, but even then, there were some clues to the truth -
however clouded in deceit they were. Despite what Brietoth had said, Vegeta was
certain that there had been no outright attack; the humans had simply slipped
aboard - therefore Bulma could not have been killed in such an attack� No,
wait, Brietoth had said Bulma died during the explosions - and there were
explosions� but they happened later�

The ship's reaction to the invasion had not begun until
after the beginning of his second session on Brietoth�s rack - even that cue
ball Krillin should have been able to find the woman and brat with that much
time. So the alarms must have sounded as they attempted their escape or after
the captives were discovered missing�

Yet Brietoth had insisted that the woman was dead and the
brat under high security. What could she hope to gain by lying about such a
point? What if Bulma actually had been killed sometime during the escape - could
that be the scrape of truth in Brietoth�s web of lies? And what of the boy�

Slight tremors began to run across Vegeta�s muscular form
as his mind lost its tenuous control of thought and trapped itself in the
vicious cycle of the unanswerable "What if's". As the drug slowly left
his system, his body began to struggle towards awareness, desperate to escape
from the pain now rampant in his subconscious thoughts. Unfortunately Amberge
was standing ready and took immediate action to return Vegeta to a much deeper
sleep.

Adjusting the flow of IV to maintain this new level -
slightly higher than actually necessary - Amberge was satisfied. Seeing that all
the readings were steady, Amberge was finally prepared to turn his sleeping
charge over to the custody of the guards for the night. The Saiyan would cause
no trouble now.

* * * * * * * * *

With the decision to return made, serious planning had to
be done. It was quickly recognized that Bulma, Trunks, and Chichi would be easy
targets if Goku and the others simply left them sitting where they were.
Bulma�s suggestion of the bunker under Capsule Corp was soon accepted as a far
more secure location for the more vulnerable family members to wait.

Not wanting to tip their hand to any observers, Yamcha was
dispatched to move Professor and Mrs. Briefs to the protection of the bunker and
wait for Goku�s instant transmission arrival with the noncombatants. Once they
were safely taken care of, the Z-Force warriors would move with Goku to
Brietoth�s ship, using the location of Vegeta�s last power-up as Goku�s
point of focus.

Chichi was still collecting �essentials� and
complaining about being forced from her home when Piccolo jerked to attention
from his relaxed position against the wall, a faint vibration beginning to make
his sensitive ears buzz.

�Goku! We�re out of time!� roared Piccolo, grabbing
Bulma and Gohan while moving towards Goku. Within seconds everyone was in
contact with Goku and ready for the transfer.

* * * * * * * * *

Amberge�s head had barely touched the pillow when the
first alarm sounded. He was up immediately and running towards the lab and the
Saiyan. It didn�t matter whether the creature was actually trying to escape or
if the ship was once again under attack - plans had already been made for this
potential situation and the Saiyan was his prime responsibility. Nothing would
be allowed to interfere� he would not fail his Commander�

* * * * * * * * *

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Full Spectrum

Full Spectrum

By Ginia

Part 11Best Laid Plans

Part 11

Best Laid Plans