Damn Traditions

Have you written a chapter and gotten as far as you planned then realized that one of the main characters had gone missing? I did today. But I got him back in place and finished the chapter. Again there are fights and a little dialogue from the show, but I’m still not finished, actually I have no idea what is going to happen in the end. The story will tell me, like it often does. I can’t believe this has past 10,000 hits. I am still amazed. I thank you all for reading and those that review I really thank the most because you push me to do more, and sometimes I get so tired I don’t want to write. But I remember that you want more and make myself do it. And usually that push is all I need. Both my stories here are pleasing me so far. And I really am appreciative of you all for taking the time to read them. Oh and now I have the second series on DVD I am going to go over my first story Rent, maybe this time I’ll get it to work to my satisfaction. (That and reading the story “Nailed” that inspired it again, which I must say I do often ;)

Damn Traditions continued….
By Fyrbyrd

“Bardock. I need you to return to the palace.”

“What? But why I can help you here.”

“If Kakarott is here then I’m sure that my men will be returning from the safe world. I want you to bring them here; we will show Freiza that we can destroy him.”

“But Vegeta—“

“I am your Prince, you will obey me. I will find my son and leave here as soon as I can.”

“Very well Sire,” bowed Bardock and he took off.

Vegeta went back to searching the ship for his son, especially now that he could feel him there.

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Dodoria had left the Saiyan child with a huge bottle of milk that had finally gotten the noisy creature to quieten. Of course, he had also had to change the child’s diaper. Which had been one of the hardest things the pink alien had ever done. Not only did the child’s business stink to high heaven, but he didn’t aid the changing process with unwinding his tail from around his tiny stomach and using it to thwart all of Dodoria’s efforts. But in the end Dodoria managed it and got the child into the crib they had had ready for him, gotten the milk that had been provided as well and put the child down.

He was glad to get out of the room, he wanted fresh air, but he was not sure if he should leave the child alone seeing as there were enemies trying to get him back. He pulled a seat up to the door outside and made himself comfortable.

Not too long after he thought he heard a sound. Listening he didn’t hear anything, so he settled down again. Was that a shadow? “Who’s there?” he called. He got to his feet, heard another sound and decided to have a look around.

Several times he thought he heard something or saw a shadow. He had no idea that he was slowly being drawn to the entrance of the ship. When he did see it, he decided to go out and have a look around. Freiza had not brought any guards on this trip other than the Ginyu force. He wondered if one of them had returned.

He could see nothing outside the ship. He thought he might see some more if he took off into the air. He could see a large creature hopping about. It looked suspiciously like Captain Ginyu. What the hell was he doing? He went to investigate.

All of a sudden, something hit him from above and he found himself thrust into the lake he had been heading over. Getting his balance back he headed for the surface and dragged himself onto the bank only to see a white pair of boots appear before him followed by a laugh.

“It’s you, Prince Vegeta.”

“It’s been a while Dodoria, how are you?”

“You, you Saiyan trash, I’ll get you.”

Vegeta laughed as the big pink blob glared at him. “I came for my son and I’m not leaving without him.”

“The brat belongs to Lord Freiza, go away and you might live to see another day,” he said as he slowly advanced on Vegeta.

“What you think you can take me on? Go on and try,” said Vegeta.

“Bastard!” shouted Dodoria as he launched a multiple Ki attack at Vegeta, the earth exploding before him. But after a few seconds he heard Vegeta behind him, he threw a punch at him, Vegeta grabbed and held the large arm. jumped up and grasped the other pulling them back together behind Dodoria who screamed with pain. Vegeta laughed and continued his taunting. Dodoria began to beg, promising to hand over the child in return for his freedom, even though it would mean the end for the planet.

“End?” Vegeta let go of Dodoria who staggered off rubbing his arms and turning to face him.

“Yes, he plans to destroy your world if you do not bow to him. It wasn’t his ships that destroyed Namek, Freiza did it all by himself. He’s afraid of only one thing, that one of your race will become a Super Saiyan and destroy him. He would rather keep your race to use as he does, but if he can’t control you, he will destroy you.” Dodoria was backing up now and then he took to the air, all while he was talking.

Vegeta seemed to be ignoring him.

“So as I have lived up to my end of the bargain, I’ll be on my way,” said Dodoria.

“You’re not going anywhere,” said Vegeta.

“Oh shit,” said Dodoria as he tried to go faster. Below Vegeta powered up and sent a Ki blast after his enemy. It overtook and destroyed Dodoria and Vegeta laughed to see it happen.

“That wasn’t very sporting of you Vegeta,” he heard behind him and he swung around to see Zarbon in the air. “But then I thought I had killed you and here you are killing others instead.”

“I am a Saiyan; we are very hard to kill.”

“What, you want to take me on again Vegeta? Wasn’t being beaten by me once enough?”

“I intend to take my son back, and you are in my way like Dodoria was.”

Zarbon laughed, “You are a fool.”

“I have destroyed the Ginyu force.”

“That can’t be true.”

“Oh, but it is. They are all gone, well all but one and he can’t do any more harm.”

Zarbon launched himself at Vegeta but was only fighting air, Vegeta went skyward and Zarbon followed, but Vegeta attacking with Ki balls. Then he felt the other appear above him who did his own Ki ball attack. Vegeta pushed it off. Once again he tried to punch Vegeta, finding only air as Vegeta kicked him and he fell earthward where he managed to land safely. Vegeta landed not far away. He kept trying to get him but only found air and realized that Vegeta was stronger than he had been in their last fight. Vegeta raised himself into the air taunting Zarbon as he had taunted Dodoria. Zarbon transformed into his huge lizard shape and went after Vegeta. He knocked him back to the ground, but Vegeta escaped and went back up, as the lizard followed him, Vegeta opened his hand releasing some dirt he had picked up when he hit the ground. While Zarbon tried to clear his eyes Vegeta punched him in the stomach. Zarbon recovered, but Vegeta got him from above and down he went, this time into the lake and Vegeta sent some Ki blasts in after him for good measure. But Zarbon came out of the water somewhere else and began his own Ki attack back at Vegeta. Zarbon flipped backwards and went down, they fought upside down until both landed on the ground.

“Vegeta you’re dead.”

He laughed, “Face it Zarbon, I’m far stronger than you. Now would be a good time to start begging me to spare your life.”

“Begging you?” he laughed back. “You’re smart mouth won’t be so noisy once I crush your skull.”

“The first and last mistake you made was to underestimate the power of a Saiyan warrior.” Zarbon grunted in anger. “While so many others grow weaker in battle, we Saiyan warriors become stronger. You can bleed us to the brink of death, crush every bone in our body, it only makes us more powerful.”

“I don’t care how strong you think you have become, I will still defeat you in this form.” Zarbon came at him at speed.

“You’re wrong; I can kill you in any form.”

They fought for a few minutes, before Vegeta got a fist to his belly while the bastard gripped his head. The fist went right though his armor and into his stomach. Vegeta left his hand there, blue blood dripping to the ground as he did beg for his life. But Vegeta didn’t care and formed a Ki attack sending it through the creature’s body sending him flying back into the lake where it sank, dead.

It was time to return to the ship for his son, and his mate.

The ship was still quiet when he returned. He easily found the room his son had been left in. The boy was sleeping soundly as his father carefully lifted him out and carried him to where his mother was in the tank. Exhausted from his battles he sat down in front of the tank and cradled the boy in his arms before he joined his family in slumber.

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Piccolo had watched some of the fight between his mate and Freiza. He knew better than to interfere. But seeing him beaten into the ground was a hard thing to see, until he heard what he had said to Freiza. Once the Icejin was gone he flew down to his mate.

“You are a fool fighting Freiza. Look at you; he has almost beaten you to death.”

“I had to. He killed my father, my leader. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Just because I was born off world does not mean I don’t understand what it means to lose everything. I returned to find out about myself. To learn what it was to be a Namek, but I came too late and all I found was you in a similar position to this. When are you going to learn that you cannot defeat him?”

“I think I know that now. But I was helping the Saiyan get his child back. I could not let that bastard take the life of another innocent.”

Piccolo knelt down and lifted his injured mate. “I told you before that I would not let you die. I meant it then before I mated you, and I mean it now. I know you want to settle down and not lead the life that we do, but we have no where else to go.” He started to pick him up in his arms.

“Take me to the Icejin ship; I need to know that what I did was not for nothing.”

Piccolo sighed. “Damn it. I say we leave while we have the chance.” But he could see that his mate was going to be stubborn about this. He took off slowly; he was not about to bring any more pain to his mate.

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Vegeta could feel the power of the Icejin coming towards the ship. His sudden movement awoke his son and the boy started whimpering, though not loudly. Vegeta turned to look at his mate within the tank. He needed more time. “Shit,” he swore. He looked at the child in his arms and the man who was his mate. Both were helpless at the moment. But one could be moved while the other could not, so taking the chance; he wrapped his son firmly in the blanket and hurried off. He would get his son to safety. He had made it to the ships guidance system and suddenly thought of a way to get Freiza off his world. It would not be safe to tangle with him there. He might decide to destroy their world like he had Namek. Freiza was not that far now, he would enter the ship looking for his soldiers that would give Vegeta enough time to get safely out. He set the guidance system and started the flight sequence of the ship. He hoped he had set enough time, but he had to get out now. Then he would get his own ship and follow, he was not going to leave his mate in Freiza’s dirty hands.

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Freiza had had no luck finding any of the Ginyu Force. T here was no way the Saiyans could have killed any of them. They had hidden talents that they used to fight with. Talents the Saiyans would not have been expecting. And there was Zarbon and Dodoria as well that they would have to deal with.

He landed before his ship, it was quiet. He walked inside moving straight for the place where he had ordered the child to be taken. But he was not far inside when he felt the ship come to life. All doors closing as the flight sequence built up to take off. He flew towards the flight deck; whoever was doing this was certainly dead. But as the doors opened and he landed on the floor, he could see no sight of anyone. The ship had activated on its own. He hurried to the controls in an effort to stop it, but they would not respond to him. Then the ship rose off the ground and quickly headed into space.

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Piccolo had stopped flying when he saw the ship lift off and head for space. Not far away he saw a Saiyan of short stature holding a squirming bundle in his hands.

“Sire!” he head a call from further back and looked to see three other Saiyans heading towards him.

“So the Prince got his son back,” said Nail weakly in his mate’s arms. “Good.”

Bardock, Nappa and Raditz came to a stop in front of Vegeta. Bardock moved the closest, “You got the boy? But where’s Kakarott?”

“I only had time to get the boy out,” he looked up at the ship. “I had to leave Kakarott where he was, for now. Come, we need to get after that ship as quickly as we can. I sabotaged it to go to a nearby world. I don’t know if Freiza will be able to override it, though I doubt it. Bardock, I leave the boy in your hands, take him where ever you deem safe. Come on you two, let’s get back to your ship and be after him.”

Bardock took his grandson from Vegeta and watched as the three took off at speed. He turned to see the Namek’s also watching. He flew over to them. “I hear you brought my son Kakarott here,” he said.

“We did.”

“Where is he?” asked Nail.

“Kakarott? Still on Freiza’s ship.”

“Piccolo please, we must go after them.”

“You need to be healed.”

“I can heal on our ship. Please. I can’t see him left in Freiza’s hands.”

“Why would you care about him?”

“He is the boy’s mother is he not?”

“You are entirely too soft to be a warrior, Nail.”

“I know.”

“You’d better keep that child safe,” said Piccolo to Bardock. “My mate fought Freiza for him.”

“I thank you. And I will.”

Bardock watched as the Namek went off as fast as he could with his ailing mate. Kakarott had to be saved. He only hoped Freiza did not discover him before they reached the other world Vegeta had sent them to.

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