To Young To Know and To Much Pain To Share

Title: To Young To Know And To Much Pain To Share
Summary: A powerful force has come to earth. Can Goku and Vegeta over come this new menace with the help of a new friend, or will the saviors of universe fall into the hands of evil?
Rating/Warning: NC-17 Blood, Guts, Language, and Smut.
Legal Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Z gang I do however own Asoreia and the “powerful force” You may use if you ask...if you even care to.
Random Quote: One day you will love me as I have you. One day you will miss me as I have missed you. One day you will cry for me as I have cried for you. One day you will want me the way I won’t want you. (anonymous)
Stuff to Know: ~~ Indicates the beginning or end of a flashback

“Vegeta what do you mean, you know her?” Goku asked with a raised brow, the others giving just as an inquisitive look.

The young prince let out a heavy sigh and motioned for the group to move away from the front door, no one else needed to hear this. It was hard enough to know what happened to her, he couldn’t imagine what she would think if she heard him retell her horrible tale.

“Sit.” He commanded and his three companions did as they were told, he himself following in suit.

“I do not know everything that happened to her. I know that she was a fourth class sayjin. Her mothessesssessed great power. She had very little to none, she was barely as strong as a human. It was her mother that was the first to stand against the ice-jin, Frieza.” He looked around and saw he had everyone’s undivided attention and smirked.

“We were both very young, you Kakorott were nothing but a mere baby. Her mother came to the palace with the child in her arms and told my father that she was taking a stand. That she had ascended to legendary and could win. My father her her she was crazy, but she did not care. Later that night there was a k at at the palace door. And there she was, Asoreia holding what was left of her mother in her arms. My father took her in as a young chamber maid for me, until Frieza decided to kill our race.” Vegeta turned away swallowing several times before he continued.

“As Asoreia grew so did Frieza’s interest in her. He would go down to her cage and poke at her, feed her, stroke her hair. Soon that wasn’t enough.” Vegeta lowered his head, he couldn’t finish.

Slowly he stood up and took off looking for a place to vent his anger, clear his mind. He landed a few miles from Capsule Corp in a clearing that edged a lake and waterfall. He came here often to clear his mind, or to avoid the woman’s nagging on his sensitive ears.

He leaned his back against a near by tree and slid down, closing his eyes, letting the memories he had hid so well come back to life.

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He felt waves of hate and anger radiate out of Frieza’s room. This was no new feeling so he ignored it as he continued on his way down the hall. If his reports of the most recent purge were late Kami only knows what would happen to him. Frieza had a way of cornering him touching him in ways that would make him sick, both mentally and physically. He hated Frieza and so did most everyone on his ship.

Vegeta smirked at that thought and prayed this would all be over soon. The ice-jin’s raspy voice raked at his nerves as he passed the closed master bedroom door. It sounded so menacing, it sounded the same as when he was being fondled. Vegeta stopped and listened.

His ears heard more than most, his nose was remarkably sensitive and what he smelt and what he heard made him gag. He took several slow deep breaths and shut his eyes, but his stomach still turned and contracted. It took everything in his power to retain what little food he had been able to acquire.

Soft cries of pain assaulted his ears. Cries of protest and utter disgust, he knew that voice. It was that voice that sang him to sleep while he still lived in his palace. It was Asoreia, his chamber maid.

“Shut up or I will kill you, woman.” Frieza growled and the hairs on the back of Vegeta’s neck stood on end.

“I-I-I’m sorry.” She stuttered. Her sobs becoming louder and more intense.

“Shut up!” There was a loud crack and a meek whimper.

Vegeta knew he had to do something. He walked up to the closed door and took a deep breath. He placed a shaky hand on the knob and pushed the heavy door wide open.

The view before him caused his world to start to spin. He held tight to the door as his senses consumed the horrific spectacle. A heavy metal collar and chain, that held tight to a bottom post on Frieza’s large bed, was strapped securely to Asoreia’s neck, a dark bruise formed along her check bone. Small cuts and gashes ran the length of her small naked body. Her tail a crumpled mess tangled in the red silken sheets. Her long blond hair was being held tightly by the ice-jin himself as he pounded into her weak frame.

Cries of pain and the smell of blood caused Vegeta to gasp. Frieza glared at him, larglarge scaly tail smacking the bed. His cold eyes seemed to devour the prince in a lustful gaze, almost telling him he was next. Asoreia’s eyes, once so lively and a glistening dark brown, were dull and emotionless. Her cries had stopped and Frieza pulled on her hair.

“Cry for your prince, pet. Cry for him.” She was looking in his direction but was not seeing her captor.

Frieza’s long clawed fingers traced small circles over her worn body as he continued to thrust mercilessly into her. The entire bed shook and her body trembled. His tail waved around wildly breaking everything in its path.

Vegeta could do nothing but stare at her. He knew he could do zilch to save her, he wasn’t strong enough, and now he was forced to watch the last female sayjin tortured and raped. He felt his legs losing their ability to hold the weight of his body and he clung harder to the small knob attached to the heavy wooden door.

An ecstasy filled roar echoed in the diminutive royal’s ears. He pressed his hands over the sensitive appendages and glared at the source of his anguish. Frieza’s head was tilted back and his eye’s were shut tight. His sharp fingers dug into Asoreia’s shoulders, blood oozing from around the tender flesh. he focused on her damaged features, silent tears streamed down her bruised and broken face.

A raspy, menacing, laugh filled the room and Vegeta instantly looked at the source. “Did you like what you saw, Prince? Do you want me to do it to you?” Frieza let his tongue run over his cracked lips and chuckled.

“I-I have your reports Master Frieza.” Vegeta gained his composure and stepped forward thrusting the written pages in the lizards face.

“Very good boy, Seems you are learning. Woman get up to your position!” Asoreia’s blank stare was filled with fear as she scrambled to the very edge of the end of the bed. She sat there naked with her arms around her knees where her head rested. Her entire body shook. Her tangled hair encompassed her small body.

Vegeta glanced at her then turned and to leave. “To bad you could do nothing to save your woman.” Frieza’s cackling filled the room and Vegeta slammed the door shut behind him.
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A single tear rolled halfway down Vegeta’s cheek before he wiped it away. He stomach turned violently and he turned to the side and emptied the contents of his abdomen. He heaved several times, the acids of his gut burning his esophagus causing him to retch harder and more frequently.

After what seemed like an eternity, he rested against the cool bark once more. He let his hand run small comforting circles on his temples, trying to ease the pain.

“Feeling better?” Vegeta’s eyes shot open at the unexpected sound.

“Kakorott?”

“Tell me what happened, Geta.”

“I already did.”

“You told me shit. What am I allowing into our life?” Vegeta’s eyes went wide with shock. The tone and word usage was completely uncharacteristic of his fellow sayjin.

He sighed, “Fine, it was months before Frieza tired of his daily and I’m sure nightly interests in the woman. I found her in a small cage in the basement, naked, cold, starving, trembling wildly, and nearly dead. I fed her, clothed her, and helped her escape. I hoped she would live but I had a feeling she wouldn’t. She was weak.” He stood and brushed his pants with his hands. “I’m hungry, let’s go.”

Goku stood and watched in disbelief as Vegeta took off for Capsule Corp.


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