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            I had another nightmare last night they seem to plague me every night. I dreamt of things that had past many things I never dreamed of before while I was under the service of Frezia. My repressed memories coming back to haunt me with a vengeance. Taunting me, allowing me to remember of past shame and pain, and slowly driving me to insanity. Frezia said he would always own me and I believe he does because I can never forget his chilling laughter, or his cold hands, and at times I still can hear him speaking to me in my troubled mind. He is wearing me down my energy is strained at times like these and the memories take their toll on me. What exactly was my dream you ask? I dreamt of a time when I was thirteen I believe I just arrived back from a mission with Frezia. He wished for me to accompany him to a planet were people gathered be begin a resistance. He wanted to witness the cruelty that I could enact to the defenseless villagers and I didn’t disappoint I exceeded his wildest hopes. I toyed with the villagers making them act out a play of sorts believing if they did as I instructed they would live. Instead I killed them all one by one starting with the children then have the mothers watch as the beast’s of the land devoured their lifeless bodies. I did tell you I was evil that I was sin incarnate? Yes indeed I was and I didn’t regret the things I have done and to this day I hold no regret. But on with my dream. We arrived back on ship and I cleaned myself of the stuffiness of the pod the vapor ‘bath’ system in the pod didn’t do much just refreshed your person. I walked into the room, ‘my’ room when in truth it was a cage of mine. It was Frezia’s room. Once I walked into the cage there was Frezia and many of his associates. Many where kings of their home planets not warriors under his service.

            “Ah Vegeta welcome we have been expecting you.” Frezia sat reclined in his hover throne the half filled glass of wine perched innocently upon the console.

          Vegeta growled in his mind but never speaking or showing his anger and disgust to the lord. “Lord Frezia.” He went down to a knee, placed a clenched fist to his right chest, and bowed his head.

          “Vegeta we have many important people here tonight as my guest’s.”

          “I am sorry to intrude Lord I will excuse myself and leave you to your important discussions.” He waited for Frezia to give him the order to leave so he could go to the training hall and kill some saibamen to release some pent up aggression.

          “No Vegeta you do not have to leave I am quite sure myself and these men would enjoy your company. Isn’t that right men?” Frezia chuckled lifting the glass keeping his eye trained on the little prince. He heard a mummer come from the men beside him agreeing to his idea.

          “What would I be able to do to Lord Frezia? I am not the best on entertaining perhaps Zarbon would be a better choice.” He flexed his arm in anticipation a sweat drop beginning to form on his forehead. His heart raced and he knew Frezia could see the beginnings of fear seep into him.

          “No Vegeta, Zarbon doesn’t have the same…Qualities as you.” Frezia smirk grew in bounds seeing how uncomfortable the Saiyan was. It only fueled his ego making him want more from the Saiyan.

          “What do you wish of me Lord Frezia?” He knew he would be able to steer the red phantom eyes from him and placed them else where. He knew all he could do now was accept this and hope for the best.

          “Hmm? Yes I do believe I know what you could do to entertain us monkey. Dance for us. There is a small podium over there, go stand and dance for us. But not any dance monkey. Make it slow, seductive, and remove your clothing piece by piece. And don’t forget to smile Vegeta.” Frezia raised a hand and placed it by his mouth as he chuckled when the Saiyan tighten his body.

          Vegeta knew that there wasn’t anything else he could have done, honestly what could he do? He stood straight and glanced at the lustful eyes of the other males he grunted. Taking a stand at the podium he closed his eyes and started to move his hips slowly to an unheard beat. He danced for the pedophiles twirling from time to time, rocking his hips riding an invisible lover, and removed his clothing slowly much to Frezia’s pleasure. He could hear the men groan and the room filled with a sickening smell arousal. He felt sick and he felt dread how could this be happening? How couldn’t it? He was housed under a madman, things such as this happened daily either it was him or others. It would happen. Once he was fully unclothed was when he was asked to stop.

          “Vegeta come here. Crawl to me.” Frezia had removed himself from his hover throne to sit himself closer to the Saiyan prince. He was mesmerized by the beauty of the Sayian needing to be closer. He watched as his pet crawled to him and his tail flicked the air in excitement. He removed his cock and rubbed it on the cheeks of the Saiyan and pressed the tip to the hot mouth. “You know what to do.”

          Vegeta wanted to gag and vomit but he couldn’t. Instead he made fast work on the lizard suckling hard, taking him deep inside, and released a small continuing growl that vibrated his whole mouth pleasing the lizard more. He took the testicles in his hand and rolled them around making the vile thing shiver with delight.

          “Such a good monkey. Now swallow your master’s seed.” Frezia held the head of the Saiyan down pressing his hips further upwards spilling himself down the Saiyan’s throat. He sighed his satisfaction and stroked the flamed hair releasing the boy’s head to look in his eyes. He saw shame and the damaged pride it made him smile. He wanted to see more. “Now monkey give the same treatment to my guest’s.”

          I awoke after that sentence my head soaked in sweat, I cured myself for allowing the repressed memory to come back to me. I cannot say if I was used that night or released after I pleasured his guests. For I cannot remember past that very sentence he spoke. But I doubt he would allow me to leave and I no longer wish to think pass that note. My nightmares and repressed memories are beginning to break me down.

My only salvation from them is when I am unconscious, I guess that is why I agree to ‘spar’ with Kakarot whenever asked I can get him riled up to knock me senseless so I could sleep a dreamless sleep. You thought I hated Kakarot? Well indeed I do I despise him I have for nearly two decades but that do not mean I don’t respect in some form. Yes it is true I hold respect for the docile Saiyan imbecile. I think I finally came full circle. I know I will never be able to beat him that I would be forever cast in his shadow and I believe that is why I do hold respect for him, it is in our blood to respect and be awed by one’s power. I am no different and I accepted being second. Well I am second as a full blooded Saiyan but I guess it doesn’t mean much since we are the last remaining two. But in truth I am the third runner in this little ‘gang’ for Kakarot’s eldest son Gohan is stronger than us both. Even though he cannot transform into a level three super Saiyan his power matches it with the help of the Kai’s training. Funny the masterful Kai’s are nothing more then weak cowards but yet knew a form of training that could devastate the universe.

Gohan. I met him as a scared little boy here on earth when I came to collect the dragon balls to wish for immortality. He was nothing in the beginning he ran from the battle to cower by the rocky cliff on the sidelines. Yes it was his first battle but he had Saiyan blood coursing in his veins he should have enjoyed the battle. It was only when I had his father crushed and beaten by my Oozaru form did the boy showed his strength. He fought me with everything he had and it was he who defeated me. I was crushed by his Oozaru transformation I was beaten by a mere half-breed child. But even after all that the boy still feared me but over the years his fear turned into revere and curiosity. I do know now when it exactly happened but one day he came to me as a man and begun to ask question’s about his Saiyan heritage. I felt joy that he had finally someone took an interest in knowing who they truly are. My children or Kakarot’s youngest Goten didn’t even bat an eye of interest on their blood. I taught the boy everything I knew from our language, laws, beliefs, politics, and legends. The information surprised him and he told me why. It was wide belief within the ‘gang’ that Saiyan’s were unsophisticated, dumb, bloodthirsty beasts. Kakarot and his brood being the acceptation, as well as my own spawn. Yes it is true that we are indeed bloodthirsty, we are a warrior race that desired to conquer and destroy. We gained the planet over many millennia’s ago taking it from the Truffels and wiping the race out. But that did not mean we killed one another and warred. The acceptation of Kakarot of course he was a traitor and all traitors of the Saiyan race were killed outright. But no in our home world we had laws and regulations, we had legends and battles told under the moon lit night, we had celebrations of birth and ceremonies, we had knowledge learning strategies and perfecting our skills. Yes even we had religion we believed in a god named Bejita.

As it was said Bejita was the first of his kind in creation but he did not look like us, he held the true form of the mighty Oozaru. It was a gift he passed on to us. He walked the planet and ruled over all until one day he was cast into a humanoid form and held captive under the Truffles. He was a slave to them but his blood boiled and one day under a blood moon the spell broke and he was released. He devastated many of the Truffles cities then a divine being came to him. The being was awed by his power and gave him the opportunity to be a god and create many like himself to destroy and conquer the Truffles. Bejita accepted and created the Saiyan’s giving them the power to transform into the Oozaru under the moonlight. It is said that if we killed many of our enemies and became true warriors we would be blessed by Bejita and allowed into his ranks.

Yes Bejita sounds much like my name this wasn’t a mere accident. All the royal family that was to rule was named Vegeta. For it is said that Bejita himself came as a spirit picked the ruler of the Saiyan’s and named them Vegeta. It was a tradition for the future ruler to bare the name. It was their god’s will. Surprising isn’t to learn that the Saiyan’s are more than bloodthirsty animals. But then again we didn’t really give much for outsiders to really get a good idea on our race. War was in our blood. It called to us.

Even now I have thoughts of ruling the universe. It called to me it was my birthright. But it passes by much like the wind ruling the universe seems like such a daunting task. Ah the moon is out and full, yes it has been revived due to the many catastrophic occurrences the planet received from its departure. It seems the Namekian wasn’t that insightful. Oh do not worry yourself about my regenerated tail, I can control my transformation as well as the other for I had taught him how to do so. The other half-breeds tail’s had been removed surgically so it would never regenerate thus ending the worry of them transforming. Who is this other? Well it was the ever sweet and shy Gohan. Ever since he learned of his people he felt robbed and deformed much like myself. He gathered the dragon balls and wished for his and my tail to be returned but that wasn’t his only wish. He wished for us to be immortal and that it could never be reversed so that our race would never truly die out we can never truly become extinct. Are you surprised the half-breed spawn of Gohan has done such a thing? What about his wife and daughter you ask. Well it seems the boy grew tired of his false life of the ‘happy’ human couple. His blood runs hot and screams for blood. He left them, he left them all behind. You should have seen the look upon his sire’s face the fateful day he walked it was priceless. It gave me a rush of joy. They all gathered after the dragon went back to its slumber with questions. I on the other hand was the last to arrive due to the euphoric rush of power and virility paralyzing my body. But once I arrived and saw the scene play out before me I laughed. There they all were scorning Gohan of his stupid decision and tried to convince him of his brash action was the wrong one to make.

“Gohan stop this nonsense, you cannot leave Videl and Pan they need you! You’re and earthling not a Saiyan!” Kakarot shouted trying to convince the boy to change his mind.

“No GOKU I will not change my mind. I am not an earthling no more. I am a Saiyan and more of a Saiyan then you will ever be!” Gohan growled out his answer swishing his new tail in the air.

“Son please have some common sense. What would you do?” Kakarot held a fist to the air.

“I am not returning to the mundane life of an earthling, I am a Saiyan and I shall act as one for I have pride!” Gohan felt the presence of Vegeta standing just beyond the thresh hold listening and analyzing the situation. “I am a Saiyan and I wished for us to be immortal so that the race would never die out and I will not allow it to be forgotten in time.”

“Son! What you done? We are all immortal?! I don’t wish to be immortal!” Kakarot shouted.

“No. Not us all. I and the Prince of Saiyan’s are immortal. You are an earthling as well as the others me and Vegeta are the only true Saiyan’s left and once the dragon balls are done recharging I will make another wish. A wish to make me a full blooded Saiyan.” Gohan turned and saw the shock on the prince’s face he smirked at him and Vegeta shook off the initial shock and returned the gesture.

“Vegeta what have you done to my son!” Kakarot turned to a super Saiyan and begun to stalk down the prince anger rolling off of him in waves.

“I have done nothing only enlighten the boy of his true heritage you third class clown!” Vegeta matched Kakarot’s power getting himself ready for battle but Kakarot was interrupted.

Gohan maxed his power level beyond any other could imagine. The growth of his tail brought his power up to new heights and his anger fueled it higher. In a second he was in front of his father and slammed a fist in his stomach making the elder lose his super Saiyan transformation and fall to his knees. “You do not dare touch the Saiyan prince human!” His face was set in a harsh glare, his lip was pushed up to show a long gated canine. He turned his back upon his sire and began to walk to the prince. “Live your life as you always had human, and leave me be for the next time I see you trying to convince me of my choice then I will not hesitate in killing you.”

Vegeta couldn’t hold in his laughter if he tried. Kakarot was looking up as his son with tears in his eyes his pride and ‘love’ of a father was shattered. All because Gohan choose to serve his prince. He choose to be a real Saiyan. They both took to the sky as he laughed out his joy. Finally he had a follower again.

Yes the tears of Kakarot was sweet to me the Saiyan whom never cried shed those tears of defeat and it pleased me more than any sexual gratification ever could. He was defeated not in battle no. He was defeated as a father. Well he always was a bad father I suppose leaving his family on their own any chance he could. Now if you are thinking of Cell that he left for the better good of the planet well then shake your head in shame. Indeed Cell and the androids were created to kill him but what of the other countless battles. No it wasn’t a personal vendetta against him. In the past they were ‘villains’ trying to take over the world and he intervene on his own accord. Frezia and his minions was the same. I on the other hand came for the dragon balls first and foremost I didn’t come for Kakarot I didn’t even know he was coming until they spoke. Cell and the androids were the only ones. Even Buu didn’t come for him. It was an excuse to leave and deep inside you know it to be true. He left for his own benefit leaving behind his child. And even when the worse was over he left again finding ‘family’ life to dull instead trading it up to training Uub. The truth is hard to swallow isn’t it?

Bah people think to highly of the third class. Gohan just finally realized the truth turning to me for comfort. And being the ‘good’ father figure I am I took him under my wing. No I would never abandon my children nor would I turn my back to a lost Saiyan in need.

My life hasn’t change in any drastic measure’s I still reside at Capsule corp., and I watch my children grow. The only difference now is when I feel the urge to state my Saiyan urges I have that outlet my fourth lover. The strongest of us all. Gohan. I guess you can say he has become my new Raditz taking over his old duty to the prince of Saiyans. Satisfying my turbulent needs. Yes Kakarot knows what have become of his dear little boy. Well he isn’t much of a boy he is a man, no he is now a full blooded Saiyan male. He made his wish and came to me that very night stalking into my private study full of adrenaline and testosterone.

Vegeta could feel the power of Gohan coming to him before he even reached the compound. He smirked and continued to look nonchalant leaning against the oak wood desk reading a book called ‘The rise and fall of the third Reich’ yes these kinds of novels interested him. He could feel the tremors of power fill the empty hallway coming closer. He knew deep down once the boy made the wish he would come to him. He knew that the boy would crave the Saiyan flesh. He flipped a page when he door flew open making the room quake from the force used.

“Prince Vegeta.” Gohan felt like everything was buzzing in his body, he could smell Vegeta’s scent at the very ground he stood on as he made the wish. He needed the prince. And here the prince was not even blinking at the sudden abruption he created. Instead the man looked like he was having a riveting read. Only when he spoke the man’s name did he stop and look upon him with a sly smirk. He looked as if he knew what was going to happen far beyond himself. He didn’t mind it was the prince he was after and he would have him.

“Gohan I wasn’t expecting you so soon.” Vegeta smirked at the boy’s appearance his clothes was out of place, sweat covered his face, and his hair was disarray. It was when the boy scowled in disgust at him was when he was left in wonderment. Perhaps he was wrong.

“My name is no longer Gohan. It is a human name I am no longer human prince. My name is now Zucin a Saiyan name fitting to my person.” He stalked closer to the prince and plucked the book from his hand. Vegeta scowled at him but he was not concerned. He lifted Vegeta to a sitting position on the desk placing his nose to the pulse that pushed the blood. Vegeta scent was divine and it hung with deep arousal. He bit the neck harshly filling his mouth with the spicy blood of the prince. His prince.

“Mmm yes Zucin drink from me.” Vegeta groaned at the harshness of the new full blooded Saiyan. He was pleased at the sign of aggression he displayed. He placed his hands on the collar of Zucin’s shirt and tore it in two. He needed to feel the powerful muscles that laid beneath. Clawing his fingers down the back he heard a growl and smirked.

Zucin roughly pulled away from his treat to push Vegeta down on the desk, he ripped away the loose pants the man wore. He watched as Vegeta quickly discard his shirt leaving no clothing on his skin showing he all to him. He shimmed off his bottoms allowing a very impressive erection free from its confines. He took the legs of the prince and pushed them upwards so his feet were planted on the desk. He kneeled looking at the small entrance he knew he would soon take.

Vegeta lost his voice once he felt a tongue sweep up his ass to his balls. Never before was he touched in such a manner usually he was taken roughly. But he didn’t want to stop the larger Saiyan anytime soon he wanted to enjoy the sensations. He felt the wicked tongue swirl around his entrance and he arched. His nerves becoming very sensitive to the touch. He felt two lubricated fingers slip inside and he groaned Zucin finger fucked him roughly stabbing his prostate making him moan. It has far too long since he was penetrated and even fingers felt good. But he wanted a cock to stroke his prostate he wanted to be filled he wanted it all. And he would not be defied. “Zucin hurry up and fuck me!”

“As you wish my prince.” He stood from his kneeling position and placed the tip of his cock at the little hole begging to be filled. He could feel Vegeta’s ring flexing becoming very impatient. He wouldn’t deny his new found prince. He pushed in slowly inch at a time and he heard a huff escape his prince’s lips. Vegeta wrapped his strong legs around him and pulled him in further until his cock was fully settled inside. He tossed his head back and groaned out his pleasure. Yes this felt right to him.

“Hurry up! I refused to wait all night Zucin! Fuck me, ravage me.” Vegeta cried and he didn’t have to wait long for the larger younger Saiyan to comply. A sharp snap of the hips made him moan yes this was what he wanted, this was what he craved this was what he needed.

Zucin started a rhythm quickly pulling and pushing out making the prince slide on the desk creating a small squeaking noise but it was dwarfed by the loud moans and groans of the older Saiyan. It was music to his ears Videl was no where near Vegeta’s level. The man below felt and smelt divine. His blood was pounding upon his ears beginning to over power the noises the prince made and he wasn’t too pleased. He wanted to hear the prince, no he needed to hear him. He took the hips of Vegeta to hold him still and started to quicken the pace to a higher level allowing his ascended transformations to come out from the first level and leaping to the second. He didn’t stop he continued keeping his teeth bared his power skyrocketed to the third level.

Vegeta screamed outright once he felt the power surge throughout his body, Zucin powered himself to the third level making everything on his body expand and become larger. He was in bliss shouting out his pleasure to the world. Not caring if he knocked books or papers from his desk, not caring if Bulma awoke and came to investigate. Nothing mattered to him but the large cock slamming deep inside him at an unimaginable pace. His own cock twitch and tighten as it bounced freely on his skin. He grasped Zucin’s wrist keeping himself steady because he swore if he had not Zucin would literally fuck him into the wood. He was surprised that he hadn’t broke the desk as it was already.

Zucin roared and slammed on with more force he didn’t know was even possible he could feel Vegeta tighten he could feel the muscles below clamp on him but he didn’t stop his pace only continuing on with more force. He looked down to see Vegeta arch and mouth flew open to release his cry signaling his climax to the world it was what finally brought him to his own end. He removed his cock from the tight embrace and stroked only twice and came on Vegeta’s hips allowing his seed to mingle with Vegeta’s. Now everyone would smell him upon Vegeta’s skin and know Vegeta was his.

It was the most intense sex I have ever had it isn’t everyday you are fucked by a Super Saiyan Three. Well not unless you are me. That night the Saiyan formally known as Gohan met his father outside of the compound reeking of sex and me. Well his father nearly ‘blew his top’ so to say. But in the end he didn’t question or command anything of his son. He knew deep down that the boy would do as he said he would.

My ‘relationship’ with Zucin have become somewhat strained. You see there still ruminates of his living as an earthling. He wishes to become a ‘couple’ but as always I would remind him of your true nature and that ‘coupling’ was not the Saiyan way. We fuck, reproduce, leave and do it all over again. We did not share this ideal lifestyle as these earthlings do have a family and be together forever. Such nonsense. Why don’t I leave Bulma? I thought I explained such a thing to you before and I refuse to rehash it once again go back to your notes and educate yourself.

Yet again I shall leave you to your self. I must go Zucin is calling me and after telling you of our first night together I wish to repeat the process. Until next time.

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