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Freedom of the Night	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It is told by Paragus’s point of view. “Freedom of the night”

Chapter 2

            Paragus was rudely awakened from his slumber by a charge in the air making the scouter sitting on the table by his armchair bleep and ding. Taken by surprise he jumped out of his bed snagging the scouter reading the energy level rise not far from the cabin. What is that boy doing?! Paragus grabbed his green armor forcing it down on his body patting the left chest making sure his trusty device was at hand.

            Slamming the door behind him he took off into the sky tracking down the energy that climbed close to its limitation. He growled under his breath he had told his son time and time again that he couldn’t display his power over five hundred or the royal scouts would come to find the source and enlist them into the royal guard. Paragus didn’t fear the king nor his men his son Brolly was the strongest off all, his son was the legendary! He just wished to wait revenge they say ‘is a dish best served cold.’ He wanted the king to stay in his belief of safety and security not even thinking on the possibilities of what wrongs could happen. See unlike himself the planet of Sayians adored the king and prince there was no concerns of someone trying to overthrow them. Well he wasn’t like the others he wanted the throne and he wanted revenge. His plan would be his greatest achievement and it was a possible achievement with the legendary fighting on your side. He chuckled while skimming pass the black tree tops soaring up the mountain.

            Paragus planned on doing what King Vegeta has done to him. He planned on visiting the palace the night that Prince Vegeta was to be mated to a noble Sayian naturally to cash the celebration. Brolly would show them all, he would transform to the legendary and hold the prince. Paragus wanted to see the king beg for his son’s life much like he had but no he would not spare the prince. Instead have Brolly snap the neck to ensure the prince would not survive in front of the king. Then he would humiliate the great mighty king and kill him by ripping off his head and keep it at the door step. The grand finale would be him sitting on the throne for all to bow to him with his son at his side.

            The scouter bleeped once again showing the power decrease and level back to an unnoticeable one hundred. He sighed happy that his son at least to have some common sense to stop. Passing the last of the trees to be surrounded by the rocky cliffs he grunted the boy was close by. He followed the direction the scouter pointed bringing him to a site he would have never expected! His son cuddling and stroking the stomach of another Sayian. No not just another Sayian the scent told him it was a fertile upon closer inspection he saw a very large claiming mark on the Sayians neck and his son’s lips covered in blood. Looking to the face of the fertile he was shocked, it was the prince, he knew it was. The Sayian was a splitting image of his sire only differences of height and width. Paragus shook out of anger his son mated the prince he roared taking his son by surprise.

“BROLLY!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” His son growled at him baring his teeth at him. Paragus cursed out his frustrations and anger. The boy mated the prince his plan was ruined! He couldn’t kill the prince now no matter how much he wanted to. If he killed the prince his son would die not much longer after. Paragus didn’t know what to do now, he had to think of something and quickly the damn fertile would wake soon from the aggression of Brolly displayed.

Paragus knew one thing he had to get Brolly away from here. He walked over to where his son laid only to get more of a show of aggression. It was a clear message. ‘Stay away or die.’ He could or would not leave his son here, nor would he take the prince with him. The fool could lay here in the dirt where he belonged. “Brolly I’m your sire and you are coming back with me!” He watched as Brolly stood at full height and squared his shoulders bringing out his chest preparing to fight. Fuck the idiot has gone feral! Paragus smirked he wouldn’t have a problem with his son with his trusty device. You couldn’t leave a wild beast without it being collared or tagged.

            He wasn’t stupid he made sure he had his son perfectly fitted with energy restraints and electricity. Incase Brolly would go into a rampage of any sorts he would be able to zap his power away you never know when you needed it. Right now would be the first time he would have to use the device on his son since the boy passed the age of ten. Pulling out the controller he pressed the red button, turned the dialer to zero, and pressed the blue button on the left to start up the restraints. He watched his son tighten his teeth grunting through the pain grabbing on the gold necklace and a hand on the golden headband. Brolly fell to his knees and panted until collapsing hard to the ground crawling to the feet of Paragus.

            Paragus looked down to his son and frowned lifting a boot he struck hard on his son’s temple stopping all movements. He looked back over to the prince that shivered slightly from the lost of heat Paragus snarled kicking his son one last time in show of his utter disapproval. He had to do something, he needed Brolly but how could his plan work now.

            Lifting his son’s arm he pulled him up placing Brolly’s dead weight on the left side of his back. Paragus started to think about claimings. He knew he couldn’t kill the prince without his son dying as well. A mated pair was meant to stay together alone for three days to fully seal the bond. Paragus glanced over to his son’s neck noticing Vegeta had not bitten him as well. Well it wasn’t a bond only the claim over Vegeta. Paragus smirked well one door closes another opens, since Vegeta hadn’t bitten Brolly that means Vegeta would not be able to hear, feel, or sense his son. The prince would wake up alone believing Brolly ran, and what a disgrace he would be to return home claimed and abandoned. Paragus laughed yes what shame it would bring to the house of Vegeta. The little fertile prince returning home un-pure and claimed by an unknown Sayian.

His son on the other hand would be able to feel, hear, and sense Vegeta but Paragus had a cure for that as well. Yes it seems a plan has already bloomed and things would come much sooner under the new circumstances. Paragus laughed loudly and took off to the sky with his son on his back leaving the prince alone in the dead of night. A new plot brewing in his mind.

Told by Vegeta’s point of view.

Vegeta awoke with a small grunt he slowly opened his eye’s reaching out his hand feeling the ground. Not the large body he expected to find. Sitting up quickly he turned confirming that he was indeed alone. Turning his head from side to side he scanned the area where was Brolly?

            Maybe he went off to gain food for them there was no other reason for him to leave. Vegeta reached up rubbing his throbbing neck. He claimed me. Vegeta sighed he was unsure of what to expect now he was claimed by Brolly in the heat of their passion. Vegeta took in the scent that still lingered in the air rutting, blood, and Brolly was all he could smell it made him moan. But there was something else in that air it was faint and he couldn’t place it, shrugging it off he thought maybe it was one of the many beast’s of the land coming to check out the source of the growls and shouts.

            Vegeta laid back on the grass waiting for Brolly to return. Thinking of the possible troubles ahead with his father and what he has done would cause a riot amongst the council. What do I feel for Brolly. I know nothing of the man. Do I truly love this man to be mated and bonded to him? Well there isn’t much I can do now the process has begun and I cannot undo it. Vegeta thought about the feelings he felt towards the larger male. He felt very content being with him, the sex was unbelievable, and everyday he couldn’t wait to come here to see him again. Brolly was the one to take his virginity and he was more than willing to give it to the man, Brolly made him feel happy even when he was sitting through his studies he would think about the man on the mountain and feel joy. Yes he did have very strong feelings for Brolly maybe it was love. Vegeta watched the red morning sun rise to it’s zenith he growled. It has been hours and nothing, not a hair or sound from the larger male he waited for. Vegeta stood up pacing around the area his mind becoming frantic.

            Where is he? He should have been back by now! What if he never returns? What if he changed his mind? Vegeta growled as his thoughts turned for the worse. What if this was his plan to humiliate me? To claim me and abandon me!

            The sun was setting Vegeta knew he couldn’t wait any longer, Brolly would not return. Vegeta growled loudly kicking the rocks off the cliff. That bastard how dare he! I will hunt him down and skin him alive! The whole day was wasted to Vegeta his thoughts stayed on Brolly not thinking once of the repercussions of him returning home. Vegeta’s anger, hurt, and hunger occupied his mind.

            Vegeta blasted to the sky with a shout, growling his whole flight back to the palace. Vegeta landed on his balcony grumbling under his breath straightening his robe around his neck and tighten it around his body. He pushed opened the glass door and groaned there was his father sitting in the arm chair by the fire place waiting for him. Fuck.

            “Father.” Vegeta really wasn’t ready to see his father right now. He didn’t expect his father would wait for his return. He watched his sire raise his head and frowned.

            “Son I see you are not properly dressed. Where have you been? I have been waiting for hours. You missed the dinner with your mate to be, and your studies.” His father stood walking closer to him. “Dammit son where are you gallivanting off to at night? You have duties you cannot be out there in such a dress without and escort! It is...” As his father approached he stop in his tracks smelling the air.

            Vegeta tilted his head away and down to hide the mark on his neck but he knew the scents on him would give it away. “Who? Who are you debauching yourself to?!” The king roared coming closer to Vegeta.

            “It is no longer a concern father. It is over.” Vegeta whispered he prayed his father would stop there and not inspect closer.

            “Son you fool, what were you thinking?!” The king grabbed Vegeta’s face with a hand holding Vegeta’s head up. “You are to be pure! Not used! What would your mate say?! I will tell you…” Vegeta cursed under his breath once he felt the hand tighten and his father’s voice trailed off. Vegeta looked at his fathers face to see the eyes trained on the mark. “You’re claimed… Used and claimed.”

            “Father it is over, I will find a way to have it removed!” Vegeta didn’t know what else to say. He knew it was impossible to have it removed he just needed to find a way to steer the argument away grasping at straws. His father released him and stepped back.

            “You say it is over, so the Sayian abandoned you.” His fathers voice was calm which made Vegeta worry more. “You are a fool. How could you allow this to happen? You brought shame to the family to me moreso. How dare you. You are nothing but a whore. You are no longer fit for the throne, I should have just tossed you into the harems to be used perhaps you would have enjoyed it much more than the status of a prince.” Vegeta watched his father turn to leave and he panicked.

            “No father! No! It was a mistake! Please let me fix this! I will find a way!” Vegeta rushed to his father grasping his arm pleading to his father.

            His father turned quickly and slapped him hard on his cheek causing Vegeta to fall to the floor from the force of the blow. “No! Do not touch me slut! Like a spoiled brat you are you cause a problem that I must fix! You cause me more heart ach than your worth! You are worthless now! Do you understand that now? A disgrace to your name! Stay in your room Vegeta do not leave here! There will be guards on the balcony as well I cannot afford for anyone to know that you are claimed.” The king left leaving Vegeta behind holding his cheek.

            Vegeta sat there hurt and stunned. He wasn’t stunned with the fact his father stroke him it was the fact that his father called him by name. He has never done that before he would always say son or my son when the moments were dear. The words slut and whore rang in his head. Those words where true he was those things now no one will ever see him as the future ruler or prince any longer.

            Vegeta placed his hands on his face allowing the tears to flow. First he was abandoned and now his father despised him and he deserved it. He should have never spoke with Brolly he should have never returned night after night. He should have just continued on in the palace as he has done for twenty years if he had then none of this would be happening.

            Brolly what you planned happened! You bastard, I trusted you and allow you to use me and now I am here shamed and dishonored, claimed and used! I hope you are happy! Because by all the gods I am not. I am a idiot for allowing this to happen! Father I am sorry. I will find a way to fix this, and I will be your son once again.

            Vegeta moved from the floor to lay on the bed he was very distraught, how could he fix this. The mark was forever, and he couldn’t hide it for long the people will know.   Brolly why did you do this to me? What have I ever done for you to do such a thing to me?

Told by King Vegeta’s point of view.

That fool! Why he would allow such a thing to happen. How can I fix this?! Potat would not have his son Yam mate my son now not when my son has been marked. I have to figure something out! I cannot let this become public I cannot have my son or my name disgraced.

            He marched down the long hallways with a purpose watching as the guards brought their fist to their chest’s as a sign of respect. They would not be making that show of respect if they find out that my son was claimed and abandoned. Who is the bastard who dare claim my son?

            Ha marched to his study commanding a guard to bring is most faithful advisor Tarnip. He was scuffing through his records of noblemen and their son’s. He was determined to find a way to fix this problem and protect their name from the disgrace.

            “My lord you called for me?” He looked up to the Saiyan that stood by the door entrance bowing to him. Tarnip was a strong Saiyan standing at 6 feet with short spikes of hair. He trusted Tarnip of all the rest. Tarnip would do anything to keep the high monarchy flawless. After all Tarnip was his younger brother and closest to him of their brood.

            “Tarnip my brother no need to greet me in such a manner. Please come sit I have distressing news and I need your help. I need you more than an advisor brother the subject concerns you as well.” He sighed extending a hand to the plush chair across him.

            “What is the problem brother?” Tarnip sat crossing his arms and placing them on the desk resting his head on his folded arms.

            “My son placed as all in a very bad predicament. Your dear nephew was running off to knocks boots with a commoner he ended up being claimed and abandoned.” He grunted. That boy will be the death of me I am sure of it.

            “What?! When did this happen? Who was the one?” He watched Tarnip straighten up and clench his fist.

            “The details I do not know. He didn’t tell me a name. But that is not the concern Tarnip. Vegeta was meant to be mated to Yam in one month from now. Potat made it clear Vegeta was meant to stay pure until then. Now Vegeta is no longer pure and has a claim mark upon his neck without question Potat will not have his son mate mine.” He sighed. “Yam was the strongest and oldest bloodline on the planet other than our own. He would have been perfect for Vegeta and had strong children. But now the boy ruined it. Now our duty is to find someone who is loyal enough to not speak of the disgrace and cover up the claim as his own. That is the problem Tarnip this must be fixed.”

            “Yes I can see the dilemma brother. No nobleman would have their sons mate a tainted fertile even if they are the prince. Unless they would inherit the throne.” Tarnip suggested.

            “Absolutely not Tarnip. The planet stays in the hands of Vegeta’s we been taught and trained from childhood to rule others will not be able to keep the planet in a perfect balance. The people would riot and the planet would be turned against itself. The house of Vegeta has always ruled and it will stay as such Tarnip.” He scoffed. He will not have the planet under a different house only his own bloodline will rule. They were the oldest bloodline and were more fit to rule.

            “Well then brother it seems the noble blood is out of our options. The elites and first classes are left to our choosing. Many are quite questionable Vegeta they would not be able to hold their tongues they have a nasty habit of gossip.” He king watched his brother raise a hand and slap it down to the table. “Yes of course! Bardock’s brood!”

            “Who?” The name seems familiar.

            “Bardock he is the man who challenged the classes two years ago. He was classed as a third class at the time but proven he was a first class in the end. He has two son’s Raditz the eldest first class and Kakarot the youngest. Kakarot isn’t the brightest but he is getting tested tomorrow it is said he has a power of an elite. The family has a strong tie of loyalty I have witness. They refused to hear rumors, they keep the secrets of their family, and they are faithful to the god Saiye. Under an oath to the god they will not speak of the disgrace and they hold the house of Vegeta with high regard.”

            The king laughed a deep throaty mirth. “Well let’s meet this family. I didn’t expect things to be solved so quickly! Very good tomorrow we will watch the test of Kakarot and we will meet the family here and discuss the issue and see who would fit as a mate of the future king.”

            “Brother how is my nephew?” Tarnip fidgeted under the table.

            “He is upset Tarnip like anyone would be.” He sighed. “I will go to him tonight and comfort him. I was harsh on the boy I was too angry to calm my emotions but now that we can have this fixed and kept secret I feel much better. Don’t worry yourself Tarnip Vegeta is strong willed he will be fine once the hurt passes.”

            “Yes brother. I will leave you to your duties your documents are piling.” He watched his younger bother smirk at him and left. Most would believe the younger brother would plot against the older to kill them for the throne. But you see Tarnip never desired the throne and the responsibilities of a king. Some would say Tarnip got the better deal and many times Vegeta would agree.

            Maybe once I tell Vegeta about the plan then perhaps his hurt would subside drastically. I need to see him and show him I do not hate him, I was just angry.

            He stood and left making his way back to his son’s room only stopping at the door to look at a guard. “Has he been any trouble?”

            “No my lord it has been quiet.”

            He nodded opening up the large door scanning the room. There his son laid, on his bed his knees drawn up and his hand clasped on his neck. He took a breath and walked towards the bed touching the boy’s shoulder. “Son.” He watched as his son raised his head to him looking at him with bloodshot red eyes.

            “Father I am sorry.” The words were whispered to him and he couldn’t stand there. He saw his little boy once again in those eyes. He sat down on the bed drawing his son in his arms holding him tightly to his chest. “Son I know you are, we all make big mistakes. I know you will never do such a thing again. I am sorry for my outburst son I couldn’t control my anger.”

            “Father I am sorry for all the trouble I caused you. I will fix this father I will.”

            “No son do not concern yourself with it. I and your uncle Tarnip have found a solution. You will know all the details by tomorrow at dinner. Just stay in the palace until all is covered. No one can know hide the mark with your high collar jackets and shirts.” He placed his lips on his son’s head and left a small kiss.

            “I will never disobey you again father, and I will not run off again. I will be the prince you expect for you and the people father.”

            “Tell me his name son.” He held a breath waiting. He needed to know he needed to find the man and lock him away to ensure he would not die. He couldn’t afford his son life to be lost.

            “Father I wish to forget him.”

            “Tell me son. I need to know.” There was a long pause.

            “Brolly.”

            He had to strain to hear the name it was a breathy whisper if you didn’t listen intently you would have missed the word. Brolly? I know that name… He held his son until the boy fell asleep he slowly and carefully slipped off the bed. He gently laid his son back down placed the covers on him and left. He had to look up the name he had to find this Brolly.

            He walked in the archives holding the names and statuses of all the Saiyan’s born. Going to the master computer he typed the name. I know that name! I remember thinking it was a rare name. Where did I hear it?! A lone file popped up on screen and he opened it.

Brolly son of Paragus and Cucumbra

Status: Noble

Power level at birth: 250,000

Born: August 21 1985

Decease: August 21 1985

Bio:

            Born at a higher level then any royals recorded. Disposed of by the king’s orders. Carried out by commander Zucnni and commander Nappa.

            Brolly and Paragus! Yes I remember it all now. It was before Vegeta was born. I feared Brolly would become unstable and uncontrollable. I feared he would destroy the planet once he ages from his power fluctuations. Dammit! What do I do now? Surly that couldn’t be Brolly’s plan to disgrace the royals? There must be more.

            He stood taking the scouter from his pocket and placing it on his ear he opened up all the channels. “All warriors this is your King. We have two traitors that must be found! Brolly and Paragus they are powerful you will need energy restraints. Do not kill them they must be brought back to the palace alive!” He shut off the channel saving the message and programming it to repeat every hour. Tossing it to the desk he walked out.

            I cannot allow them to run around free. They must be placed in the prison, I do not know what their plan is and I will not give them more time to find out.
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