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Life is ironic	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

Over a week has passed and Vegeta sat back on his throne in his castle. He has been sitting there for quite some time contemplating on what he should do with Yu Yong. It has been a long time since he found himself in such a predicament being stuck not knowing what to do he usually had a plan for every situation. Yu Yong was valuable to him he was strong, intelligent, and a very talented warrior. Yet the man knew his secret a secret he tried to hide for years. Something he didn't want anyone to know about him. Taking a deep breath he knew he had to think of something and soon before the man in question decides to talk.

The stalker watched knowing it was almost time to claim his prize. Vegeta was fully grown into a perfect mate for him. He was harsh, cold, intelligent, and he had gorgeous features. Not much longer he was almost at full strength then he will retake the land and take his beautiful obsession under his arms and claim his dominance to the world. Looking into his portal he watched Vegeta struggle with his inner thoughts the stalker smiled he knew his obsession would find a way over this obstacle sulking back into the darkness that welcomed him he watched.

Vegeta walked down the halls to his room. He needed something to get his mind back in order. Then he remembered the woman the one whom was with Yu Yong. He spat thinking again of his general. He looked at a guard and barked out an order. "You go to Yu Yong and bring the woman to my corridors."

"Yes lord Vegeta right away!" The guard scrambled to the generals wing of the castle running as fast as he could.

Vegeta was slightly amused by the urgency of the guard to complete his order. Reaching his door he turned his head to a certain point in the wall. There was a mural of his own self there now but behind it was once the very room that was his prison. He ordered it to be cleaned and barded so he will never see those doors again. It is funny to him after all those years this was the very first time he looked at the painting. He did not see himself in his armour standing tall sword in hand under his boot was a man with no features just a blank white face with a hand outstretched only touching a mask with the tip of their finger. What he saw there instead was his younger self as a child in ragged clothing holding his head down with his hands covering his face. He shook his head from the depressing thoughts and images he continued to his room.

The colours of his room were black and red with some splashes of royal blue hanging from the walls. Like many of his things it was very basic a bed, a fire place, two dressers one beside his bed the other across the room, and a desk with a hard chair to accompany it. He had some shelves to hold his things such as books and papers with writing utensils the last thing in his room was hooks to hold up several robes. The floor had no rugs just bare marble flooring. He liked his feet being cold it helped ground him in some way he could never understand. Maybe it reminded of a time before any of this. Probably not, he walked into his bath it was the grandest thing he had the walls where dyed royal blue with white marble flooring. It was large and stocked with any bathing oils he wished for. The bath was built to hold ten grown men it was carved out of the floor it had four steps leading inside and it was covered in small blue carvings of random artistic designs. It was deep on one end and shallow on the other. He walked towards his bath he removed his clothing and stepped into the warm water. Taking in a deep breath the smell of the oils was taking his mind far away. He liked the smell of the oil from herbs and spices such as jasmine, pine, and sage. It mixed very well with one another. He heard his heavy door open and close he knew it was the woman he sent for. "Come in here woman." He heard the closing of his door and the slow shy steps becoming impatient he yelled. "Faster before I grow bored and kill you!" He heard the pace speed and came to a halt when she entered.

"You sent for me lord Vegeta." He looked at her as she bowed. She was still in the same clothing as when he saw her. He clicked his teeth together and grunted his displeasure.

"Come woman join me. Listen carefully woman I am giving you your rules only once. Do not speak to me unless I ask you a question or look into my eyes unless I say other wise. Do you understand?" He watched her nod her head and began to remove her clothing showing her flawless skin. She walked carefully to the bath and eased in just a step away from Vegeta. He grabbed the back of her neck and lifted her head. She kept her eyes away and he smirked. "Good, you learn quickly lets hope you don't mess up it would be a shame to disfigure you." Vegeta licked the side of her face needing to taste her. It was fear and defiance he tasted he enjoyed it. "Wash me woman. You should consider your self lucky I allow you such freedom to touch me. Do you know what I do to those who touch me without permission?" She shook her head to the lord. Vegeta leaned to her ear and whispered. "I cut their fingers off one by one, and then I shove them into their mouths until they swallow. Learn from their mistakes woman. Only touch me when given permission if you do otherwise I will do the same and I will throw you to the dogs. Never get to comfortable with me woman. Understood?" Another quick nod of understanding was all he received. "Good."

Vegeta leaned back handed her the cloth and nudge his head towards the body oils to use. She grabbed it and poured the substance on the cloth rubbing it together with her hand to spread it around the cloth. She cleaned Vegeta from head to toe and now was rinsing out his hair. Vegeta looked at her once he was done. "Now woman clean your own self thoroughly. I do not want a dirty woman soiling my bed sheets." She done as she was told she cleaned herself as Vegeta swam in the deeper part making sure to remove the oils from his sculpted body. He stopped and removed himself from the bath and grabbed a towel to dry him self. He tied it to his trim waist and used another for his hair. The woman stared at his body it was utter perfection not an ounce of fat anywhere in sight on that body. She would be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to the dark features and deep rough voice of the man before her. He was a powerful man and his presences alone commanded subservience. She trembled of fear and lust for the man before her.

"Woman I will see you in my bed. Hurry yourself I do not have much patience." He walked out leaving the woman to quickly ready herself for him.

Vegeta was laid out on his bed naked amongst the black and red silk sheets. Thinking how it would be different to lay with a woman. He only been with men yes he found her very attractive and he knew the body of a woman but he never lay with one before. It also been a long time since he been with anyone sexually it was slightly unnerving to him. She came out and walked towards him she stopped at the foot of the bed she removed her towel keeping her head down she waited for Vegeta's order.

He looked at her and raised his hand turning it up he made the motion with his index finger for her to come forward. "Crawl to me woman." She lifted her knee to the firm mattress she begun to crawl using cat like movements to please the lord. Once she was face to his manhood he stopped her. "Please me. Show me these pleasures you know of woman." She took his flaccid manhood she begun to stroke him and lick on the head. Feeling it become much larger in her hand she started to become scared. He was large and thick for a man his size her fiancé wasn't as large as this man. "Put it in your mouth woman, stop teasing." She stopped, confused the man wanted her to put in it her mouth it was utterly revolting to her. "What you never pleased a man with your mouth? Silly woman I thought you were not naïve. Put it in your mouth, suck it, and slide your mouth up and down. Not so hard is it? Now fucking do it." She shuddered from his powerful command and took that engorged flesh in her mouth and sucked. Once she became accustom to the motion she became more bolder taking him further in her mouth, sucking more powerfully, and even letting her tongue roam his shaft. Vegeta groaned it has been too long since he felt a warm mouth welcome him in. For someone who didn't know what to do was doing quite a pleasing job. He begun to thrust his hips upwards causing her to take it all in her mouth, and gag on his manhood he didn't stop. Instead he held her head tightly and continued to thrust quickly until he was close to his peak he stopped and pushed her off of him by her hair.

She went to her side coughing lightly trying to regain her breathing. It wasn't long until she was pressed to her back with two strong hands holding her down by her upper arms the man on top of her breathing harshly upon her neck. He licked her neck down towards her collar bone. She moaned her neck was always her downfall. Vegeta released her arms and took a breast in one hand feeling it smoothing around the shape, slowly lifting it from beneath to feel the weight, and rubbed her nipples. He begun to twist and tweak it under his fingers watching her face carefully. He had seen nothing but pleasure with a faint blush colouring her cheeks. Her lips were parted lightly panting and her eyes closed. He dipped his head down taking the other into his lips and suckled. She arched feeling his hot mouth cover her nipple feeling him suckle and swirl his tongue she bucked. His hand released her breast and traveled to her womanhood. He continued to suckle her nipple as his hand played with the outer lips sliding his hand up and down slowly. He felt her quivered and smirked around her breast. He inserted his finger to the inner lips feeling her need and readiness for him he touched some bud that made the woman shout. Laughing inside his head he knew it was her pleasure spot and he was going to exploit such a thing. Rubbing it continually only sparing her a second he would pinch it. He let go of her nipple and watched her bite her lip trying to stifle her moans. Her legs were quivering and her hips became jerky he knew she was very close but he did not want her to finish that way.

He reached for a thick pillow with his free hand and removed his other from her wetness. He took her hips in one hand and lifted her shoving the pillow under her bottom hiking her higher and fully displayed for his own pleasure. He knew from others the higher up the woman's hips the deeper the penetration. "Look at me woman. Look into the eyes of the man who will shatter you." Vegeta growled out his last words positioning his manhood to take her. She looked at him deep into those dark eyes she felt like she was being consumed by a raging fire a fire she herself had welcomed because it was her that gave her being to this beast. Vegeta buried himself into her quickly taken aback by the tightness and wetness of her core. He felt her tighten on him even more which he thought would be impossible. She screamed and thrashed when he took her, tears fell ran down her cheeks. He was large and he took all the space she had, and even stretched her core to the limit. Vegeta wasted no time for her to adjust to him he used one hand to hold her down by her chest as his other hand held her hips he continued to quickly thrust deep into her core. He watched the pain in her eyes gradually become pleasure. She started to writhe and pant heavily taking in all the sensations this man's manhood gave her. He started to pound into her violently when he felt his peak coming he turned his head to the side and panted with the woman. The feel of Vegeta's hips smacking her own drove her on more, the man was pounding into her his manhood striking the hidden spot inside her that made her scream in pleasure. She felt it coming and fast her body became stiff she threw her head back and yelled out her orgasm. Vegeta came with a roar when he felt her become tight and a flow of heat covered his flesh. Looking down he looked at the debauched body that was his new little personal whore. Then he noticed he forgot something. Reaching out for his boot he took out his dagger. The woman stirred she looked at the dagger in his hands and covered her mouth. He smirked "Not to worry I'm not going to kill you for now, you pleased me well." He took her right thigh in both hands with the dagger in his mouth he dragged her forward until her upper thigh was on his lap he removed the dagger from his mouth and looked at her thigh. "No I'm not going to kill you, I am simply marking what is mine. This will hurt so advise you to bite on a pillow to muffle your scream." She reached over for the pillow and closed her eyes. Very slowly Vegeta dug his dagger in her leg and carved his name. No he did not want to use his initials he wanted to see Lord Vegeta cut in her inner leg. She would be the only one with this mark because she was slightly special she was his first woman. Throughout the halls you could hear the muffled screams of the woman that filled Vegeta's bed.

Vegeta was awoken from his sleep. He heard someone open and close his door he gently touched the body beside him noting the woman still in her deep slumber. He sat up seeing the body of a man hidden in the shadows by his desk. Vegeta stood picking up a piece of an oiled chuck of wood throwing it to the fireplace it alighted within seconds revealing Yu Yong staring out his windows. Not relaxing a muscle Vegeta reached for a pair of breeches from the dresser next to his bed. Never taking his eyes from the unwanted visitor he put them on. He kicked the bed with his right foot waking the slumbering woman. "Woman get out now." His words were spoken in a low dark tone sending a chill up her spine. He didn't watch her he kept his eyes on his general. Yu Yong didn't move from his spot he just waited until they were alone. The woman rushed out shutting the door behind her. Vegeta waited for Yu Yong to speak.

"Was it this very room you waited for your master to come and pet you?" Yu Yong turned his head to face Vegeta. Vegeta remained impassive and cold. "I know the king spoke the truth of you. I seen it only for a second but I seen it. Your eyes gave it away. It seemed like you relived it all within those moments. Tell me Vegeta was it in this very room?"

"Humph I really do not understand how such a question matter or affects my future Yu Yong. It only affects yours." Vegeta shrugged

"Did you like being a pet Vegeta?"

"Yu Yong you keep threading on grounds you should not!" Vegeta growled.

"Do tell Vegeta! I mean pet! Tell me how I should behave! I am born and bred to be a warrior you on the other hand is trained and bred to be a whore no not a whore but some mans pet! On their knees sucking cock! You are not fit to rule! You are no man but a mere broken child! You do not wish to conquer because it is in your blood you conquer to take away your suffering like a mere child! Tell me slut do you dream and wish for his return so you could have purpose once again? Did you like it? Do you miss it?"

Vegeta rushed Yu Yong. His general drew his sword half way too late to strike because Vegeta already kicked his sword back into its holder and swept him off his feet in one fluent movement. Before he could gain his bearings Vegeta was already on top of him his knees pinning down his arms and his hands around his throat. "Really Yu Yong a weapon! You cannot kill me fool remember I hold you life in my hands always did and always will! You come in here for a purpose to be killed? You must have to speak such things to me, to forget your fucking place. I am no one's pet I am no ones whore! I am Prince Vegeta of the land Orica and now I am Lord Vegeta soon to be ruler of the entire world! That is who I am fool and that is what I'll be! I will be a god and you Yu Yong." Vegeta leaned into him until his nose touched Yu Yong's "You my little yellow man will be a whore. But first I will have your tongue cut out and fed to the wolves. Then you will be stripped down, tossed into the darkest dungeon for the prisoners, prison guards to have their way with you and who ever wish to give you a try. You come in here called me such things, not addressing me in the proper manner, and looking at me with such disgust. Now you will be the very thing you are disgusted by but cannot voice your distain." Vegeta held the throat under his hands tighter cutting off Yu Yong's air until the man passed out. Letting go he got up and walked away. Getting his dagger once again in one night and returned to his ex general. Dropping to his knees he opened the mouth, got a firm grip on the tongue and cut it out. Turning Yu Yong shed to the side so he couldn't choke on his blood he reached out taking the flat wood poker he placed it in the fire until it became red. He removed it and placed the tip on the end of Yu Yong cut tongue to stop the bleeding. He man awoke and screamed from the pain his body became paralyzed from the shock. Vegeta chuckled and repeated the process.

Yu Yong cried from the searing pain in his mouth and Vegeta stood over him tossing the poker back into the holder with the others. He kicked Yu Yong in the stomach and spat on him. Looking down at the man he kicked him on his stomach and put his right foot under his chin. "You know Yu Yong I knew one day you would be stupid enough to confront me. But I always believed it would be for my title not for the stupidity you brought me tonight! Coming here into my chamber and talk about me being such a lowlife holding such righteousness in your words." Vegeta put more pressure onto the neck beneath him. "You wish to know Yu Yong of the room in which it happened. It was across from mine. The mural behind those thick bricks hides the door in which I was caged. Do I miss him? No I killed him. These hands took his life and I laughed. That fool trusted me too much Yu Yong. I made him watch me kill him as I watched him die. I was not born to be a pet fool. I was born of royalty the heir to the throne. I was born to rule Yu Yong not to be a mere foolish warrior like you but to own the entire lands. That is my calling Yu Yong and I will make it so." Vegeta removed his foot and walked away he stopped and turned his head looking at the man who realized he made a mistake. "You know Yu Yong I did plan on killing you for knowing such information about me but I decided to let you live. You were more valuable to me alive. Such a pity I'm afraid you made your choice." Yu Yong reached out his hand to his lord pleading to him for another chance. Vegeta walked to his shelf and removed a piece of paper and blunt black charcoal for Yu Yong to write.

Lord Vegeta

My stupidity and insolence was bountiful and unforgivable. I was just a mere confused man not knowing the facts but going by broken words of an old crazed man. I would never challenge your words or blood again. You are a leader and I know one day soon you shall become a god. I have now been muted by your own hand and I shall never write until you deem it so I can never speak of your secret and as far as I am concerned it never happened. I will fight for you as a general and that is all I will ever be a servant to do your bidding.

Yu Yong.

He read that letter and sat on his bed staring hard at the man. He could let him live and continue as if nothing happened just have a very close eye on him and have the guards keep watch of his doings and not allow him to have writing utensils. Yu Yong coughed and gurgled on his spit and blood the pain finally subsided and his mouth became numb. Vegeta stood from his bed and threw the letter in the fire he seen how Yu Yong's face dropped thinking Vegeta will kill him now. "Yu Yong I have several conditions for you before I forgive this incident. No writing materials and you will be carefully watched by me and some guards. Some to which you will never know of. If you even look at me wrong I will do as I said I would. Nod if you understand scum!" Yu Yong nodded feverishly to Vegeta. Vegeta called for a guard to remove Yu Yong and clean the mess. Going to the room of his old study he continued his disturbed sleep, thoughts of Frezia plagued his dreams.

Vegeta couldn't take the memories of Frezia no longer he had to do something to take his mind far from it he needed to see that place again. He had to. Jumping from the couch he laid on in his study he marched to his destination commanding the guards with mallets and axes to follow him as he passed by. Stopping in front of the mural he touched it. It felt colder then the rest of the walls. Perhaps it was just a manifestation of his minds torment of those dark days. He ripped down the mural throwing it to the side forgetting it as it lay on the floor. "Here use your weapons, and knock down the bricks until you see the door!" The guards looked at each other confused but refused to question their lord. The four of them pounded the brick with their heavy weapons. Vegeta watched the debris of the brick crumbling under the might of his men. His heart began to beat stronger and faster it felt like his throat was beginning to close every pound on the brick.

His three generals came to investigate on the noise that awoke them from their rest. They saw their lord standing stiffly watching four guards tear down the wall. Zuba was the first to speak. "My lord what is going on?"

Vegeta turned his head and looked upon his generals he did not speak to them. He turned his head back to the task at hand. Zuba looked towards the other generals they just shrugged their shoulders not knowing what to say. If their lord did not wish to speak then he would not. Yaakov looked to the guard that took a moment reprieve from the tedious task. "You guard what goes on here?"

"General Yaakov the lord asked us to break through the bricks to reveal a door. I am unsure as to why, but I am not going to question him, I do enjoy living."

Yaakov grunted a reply to the man and took out his axe from his holder and joined in the task of breaking down the bricks. Vegeta stood watching he knew it was only a matter of time before his old prison doors would be revealed. He would not answer of any of his guards they where below them and he needed not to explain his own reasoning's to them.

Zuba and Furtif stood side by side only a few steps away from their lord, not wanting to invoke his wrath. They waited to see what would be the outcome of their lord's endeavour. Furtif seen a door being exposed from the bricks and he looked to Vegeta. Vegeta froze his heart pounded harder in his chest. When the door was fully exposed Vegeta stopped breathing. Furtif seen this and nudged Zuba to look upon their lords reaction. Vegeta finally released his breath and looked at the people surrounding him. "What are you here for! Leave now! All of you!" He snarled at the unwanted generals daring them to try and question him. He already silenced Yu Yong he would not stop to do the same to the others. They bowed their heads and slowly backed away from their lord.

Vegeta stood in the front of the dusty door and placed his hand on the knob he swore he could hear the chilled chuckling of Frezia inside the room. Taking a deep breath he opened the door and walked in closing the door behind him locking it.

Zuba and Furtif walked back to their rooms in silence and deep thought wondering what could make their lord so distraught about a mere room. Yaakov stayed close by in case anything would happen and he and his axe would be needed. Their lord wouldn't have been like that under any circumstances and he would never care if it was riches. He usually gave it to them to have. He never did care he always seem indifferent and cruel. To see him in such a manner worried them both

Vegeta stayed planted to the door, the guards did not do what he told them other than bar it up. He scanned the room seeing flashes of how it was and at times flashes of him self kneeling or doing what he was told. Finding the strength he needed he walked into the room. The bed still had the stains of blood of Frezia from the night he took the creatures life. He continued the walk seeing the dressers still filled with clothing of his own and Frezia's. The shelving still held the collars he once wore lined and covered in the stale dust of neglect he reached out his hand and rubbed the corner of the sliver collar he saw an image of Frezia's face smiling at him. He turned quickly to the right seeing nothing behind him. What he did see was a very large long dresser on the right corner that he was never allowed to open. He approached it and touched the handle and quickly removed his hand. Funny he thought all those years he did not touch it even when he was alone and standing here today with Frezia dead he still hesitated. Steeling himself he yanked the door open there was his armour from when he was a child and clothing hanging. He saw something behind it all that caught his eye ripping all the clothing from it's holder he gasped. He stepped away and fell on his behind his back to the bed. He was staring at the portrait of himself and his parents done before he was taken away. He looked at the faces of his parents their eyes seemed accusing and hateful disgusted of what he was and has become. He screamed an ear shattering cry and jumped from his spot. Vegeta flipped the bed, and dresser, tossing anything in his view as he done this he could hear the laughter of Frezia in his head. Vegeta continued his rampage not hearing the axe break down the door.

Yaakov heard the scream and raced back to the door where his lord was. He needed to help no matter what it was his lord and he swore loyalty. Shouting to the guards to stay away he swung his axe and cut through the lock and kicked in the door. He stopped dead in his tracks. His lord was acting like a lunatic punching, kicking, and throwing the furniture. He waved for the guards to leave and keep everyone far from here and not allow anyone to pass here. He closed the door as much as possible picking up a heavy book he used it to keep the doors in place. He slowly walked to Vegeta and called his name countless time to reach the man. Vegeta ran to the side of the room and took the collars and threw them outside cursing and murmuring to himself. When he finally collapsed to his knees holding his head down was finally he heard someone call his name.

Yaakov approached the lord and gently laid his hand on his shoulder. He waited for Vegeta to acknowledge him. He looked around the destroyed room and noticed a white mask of a smiling man, then he noticed a painting on the floor in the disarray ripped only in the corners. The painting was of a royal family a beautiful queen standing beside her strong king that sat on his throne, and a young boy standing in the middle between them with a small smile on his lips. Then he saw a small chest plate the exact one in the painting. He looked down at his lord he knew that young boy in the painting was him. He had heard little whispers before he joined about a masked tyrant that took small boys turned them into whores and kill them. He didn't think too much on the subject it didn't involve him. Now he knew those rumours were true but Vegeta lives, now he knew how Vegeta came into power. It was never explained how he did, he just randomly came and took over no one knew anything about him. Yaakov was never known for being a smart man but even the dumbest of all could see when it is in their face.

He knelt down with his lord and held him in his arms. Allowing Vegeta to scream and cuss out his frustrations. The man didn't cry no, no tears came to those eyes any longer and Yaakov admired him for that. Vegeta was a strong man, the strongest he knows. "My lord let your self go. I will never speak of this again. Even the best of us have moments of lunacy." He would never let Vegeta know he knew. He will continue to live as a man of ignorance.

The stalker screamed he couldn't see Vegeta any longer. It happened in a split second. He was watching Vegeta cut out his general's tongue then nothing it went blank. He tired everything to get it back even tired to see Vegeta by peering on the ones close to him such as guards, generals, his whore, and cleaning maids but nothing anything that had to do with Vegeta was blank. He tired all his power to break it to see even a glimpse of Vegeta but nothing. It has been two weeks not and not a word he even sent out Chichi to scout the area and bring news but she said she could get a mile within his castle but the word was he went south. He has become furious he knew how it was accomplished there were only two ways. The first reason was impossible, which only left the last option. It was hard to believe that one person would give their soul to protect and watch out for Vegeta. It could only be one person a family member would be unable to do so. It left only one man and his god to allow it to happen. He cursed the god Cullen for allowing Broli to do such a thing. He slumped down back in his throne he knew it wouldn't last forever the most twenty years. Even so it didn't matter if Vegeta becomes aged his power would be able to give Vegeta youth and eternal life. He will wait one thing he had above all was patience.

Vegeta and his men marched soon they will enter the jungles. Then they must leave all heavy equipment and horses. They had to continue on foot due to the thickness of the jungles. Vegeta had been through jungles before he knew the type of terrain to expect. His men became silent the past few days trying to keep hydrated in the heat and sun. He knew he was going to have to stop rest up, and replenish his supplies for the unforgiving jungles heat. "After this hill we will setup camp and rest." His generals nodded back to him. Once they reached the top they could see the beginning of the jungle. It was dense the thickest jungle Vegeta ever witness thoughts of leaving the campaign crossed his mind but he squished it more quickly. No he wouldn't give up on his mission no matter the terrain. He saw the quick looks of uncertainty in Yaakov and Furtif faces. Zuba didn't seem to mind at all but then again this was something close to his own homeland and Yu Yong facial expressions hardly changed only in extreme circumstances Vegeta never could tell how the man felt. They continued their decent down the hill moving closer to the left towards the ocean. Vegeta knew they would find many streams of fresh water leading into the ocean.

Since the day he faced his past him and Yaakov had an unspoken bond. They never did voice what happened that night he even had guards watch him for several weeks and theman said nothing about it. Even when the other generals questioned him he acted dumb claiming old battle wounds to the head caused his memory to be fuzzy. Yes Yaakov spoke nothing of what transipered and even how durning meetings he would ask what to do and give Vegeta a show of respect. Vegeta apperciated it very much turning his head back to the desired location they continued foward.

The camp was set and the men restocked their water. Several of the men went out to hunt down some wild game for fresh meat to eat that night. Some men started to sing and chant as that got drunk from the drink. Vegeta did not care as long as their defence perimeter was still in tack. Vegeta needed to get away from the stench of sweaty dirty men in the camp so he took a walk on the ocean shore. The waves were touching his feet when they rolled in shore. He could smell the sea weed and salt in the air he could feel it fill his lungs. He found a small pool of water stationed in amongst the rocks smelling himself he knew he needed to bath and that pool of water looked inviting to him. Removing his clothing he washed them in the ocean washing away the sweat and dirt he hung them from a tree nearby. He stepped into the water it was slightly warm from soaking up the sun's rays of that day. Only his head and toes were exposed from the water it was perfect for him, it was as if it was made for him. He dipped his head into the water and resurfaced wiping the water away from his eyes. Looking to the sun he watched it slowly disappear it looked as if the water was engulfing the sun into its domain. He been in there for quite sometime perhaps two hours he was drifting off into a slumber until he heard something beside him. He jumped quickly and snapped his head to the left of him, only seeing the ruffling of the bushes. By the size of the ruffling it must have been a big creature to create it.

"My lord! We have been looking for you!"

Vegeta turned his head to his right to see Furtif and Zuba standing only a yard away. "Did anyone of you see something standing at my left?" Vegeta shouted back as his two men approached him.

"No my lord I did not." Furtif explained

"Perhaps it was only a monkey lord. They are common in the jungles." Zuba answered

Vegeta thought about it, it was highly possible. They would make such a big ruffle in the bush due to their quick movements and they are very curious creatures. Turning around he checked for his clothing those monkeys where also known for being thieves. There they still hung in the tree where he placed them. "Is everything alright lord?" Furtif asked.

"Yes I was just checking if my clothing was still where I left them. Bring them to me." Vegeta stood revealing himself stepping out of his found bath and walked to his generals he stood there for several minutes until the wind dried his body. Taking his clothing he placed them on. "Now what do you want for you both to come and disturb me?" Deep inside Vegeta was grateful they came he had an unnerving feeling in his stomach he felt like he was being watched. Not the usual feeling of being watched from very afar that he felt since he could remember, but an unnerving feeling that he was being watched so closely even now. It is as if the watcher could reach out and touch him.

"We all wanted an audience with you to discuss the campaign of conquering the land and go over the plan. Well we all wanted to talk about it except for Yu Yong!" Zuba laughed outright at his own joke. Vegeta even chuckled at the yellow mans expense. Furtif only smiled with an index finger bent on his lip.

A man raced through the trees jumping over logs, ant hills, dodging the larger animals of the jungle. He wouldn't stop they needed to know, and most of all, their leader needed to know. His breathing stayed even and calmed even with the fast pace he ran and extended his body. It was something all his people could do they knew their bodies, how to make it run in tip top shape in any condition and situation. But this was urgent they needed to know!

Vegeta sat with his generals standing in their positions around his table. Vegeta took a deep breath and spoke. "I truly do not have a strategy." His men voiced their confusion but he silenced them. "I also did not have a strategy the last time I marched my army into the jungle. None of you were my generals then. They were just a few old men hanging on to status. Now we are all skilled, young, and know our way around a battle. I have utter confidence these people of the land will fall as well. We will go in as a tight unit and watch the land. Look for any movement of any kind and kill it." The men murmured to themselves causing Vegeta to lose his patience. "We will succeed and everything will be mine!"

"What if we lose lord? What if the natives push us back?" Yaakov asked.

"Then we burn everything down Yaakov as simple as that." Vegeta rested his head on the back of his hands and looked at his men. They stood tall and each one nodded their head in union yes they all would cause mass genocide in the name of victory.

The man in the bush continued to rush through the thick jungle of his home never stopping until he reached the housing hut. A place where all the members of the tribe go to eat together, play games, sing and dance. It was a happy community all neighbouring tribes stopped their wars and came together by one young man. The man rammed through the hanging beads and banana leaves to the center of the hut. He stopped and stood claiming the floor to speak. Everyone stopped and listened. "My people, word has came through these lands many moons ago telling of us of an evil man sent to destroy the world. His name is Lord! I saw him! He brought many men with him. They are only at the jungles edge close to the giving ocean!"

The people whispered the stories they heard about this lord. They all looked to one man as he stood from his mat. The people shouted "Save us! Only you can brother Kakarot!"
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