Freeza's Rule | By : AnonymityGranted Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2366 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3
Rescue
When Raditz woke it was to the liquid glow of a healing tank. He saw the many species of doctors, wearing Lord Freeza's uniform. As he drifted in and out of awareness he even saw glimpses of Freeza himself.
Finally he was completely healed and the pod was drained.
"We finally find another saiyan and it's a weak low level child!" exclaimed someone standing near him as he stumbled out of the pod. Raditz turned his head to see the young prince standing there, easily identifiable by the flame like hair passed down in the royal line. His first instinct was to be indignant at being called a child by someone he knew to be a full year younger than he was but his second and more powerful instinct compelled him to bow down and prostrate himself in front of the young prince.
Instead of being pleased the young prince sneered and walked away. "Nappa, explain!" he barked over his miniature shoulder. Raditz looked up to see the large hulking man who'd somehow shrunk beneath notice when the little prince had been beside him.
"What's your name, brat?" he asked gruffly
"Raditz, son of Bardock" he responded proudly. His father's name was well known amongst the lower and middle ranks, he'd even won the respect of a few elites.
"Bardock? You mean that crazy low class who tried to pretend like he was an elite? Out of all the people we lost, his loss was a blessing," laughed the ogre. Raditz felt the rage inside him bubble but he stayed silent, untrusting of his mouth.
"What do you mean loss?" he finally managed to mumble. He didn't like Nappa he decided mentally. He hated Nappa.
"I mean an asteroid collided with Planet Vegeta, as far as we know, other the prince, me, and you, everyone is dead," said Nappa and with that he stalked away. Raditz still kneeling on the floor, let his mouth drop in shock. He fought back his tears, unwilling to cry now that he was no longer the only intelligent life on an empty planet. Many thoughts and images flashed by his mind, but he couldn’t grasp any of them long enough to make any sense of them, nor remember what they were of.
He rose only once the doctors approached him with a new uniform and scouter. He donned them, humiliated that he’d so quickly forgotten his nudity and grateful not to have to put on the tattered uniform he’d been wearing. He was then ushered to a private meeting with Freeza. He went along mutely, still thinking only of everyone being dead. His father, Toma, Fasha, the others, his friend Kohl and even people he’d only known in passing.
Freeza sat on a throne and smiled cruelly when Raditz was brought before him. Zarbon stood close at hand. Raditz had never been this close to the tyrant before, it was unnerving.
"So this is the new monkey," said Freeza in his disturbing high voice. Raditz's voice died in his throat. He was unsure whether he was expected to respond or not. Raditz also wondered why Freeza was behaving as if this was the first time he’d seen him, he knew for sure he’d caught glimpses of the icejin prince while floating in the healing tank.
"Yes, though the doctors say he's quite weak even for a monkey," said Zarbon.
"Well, at least this one may survive being put under Vegeta's command. Even if it is out of pity," responded Freeza. He turned his cold gaze onto the men who had brought Raditz to the throne room to begin with.
"Take him to quarters with the other monkeys; I don't need him wondering around spreading fleas to the other men. He's Vegeta's problem now," said Freeza with a dismissive wave of his hand. The two men took the young saiyan by the arms and unnecessarily dragged him from the room. They continued to drag him through the halls until they dragged him outside. Raditz was a little startled as he’d assumed he was on a ship.
They drug him to a lone building that seemed intentionally separated from the other smaller buildings containing Freeza’s soldier’s quarters. They stopped at the door and threw him roughly into the room. The quarters consisted of three rooms, a dining room, and two barracks. There was also a communal shower attached. One barrack had been completely dismantled save for one bunk, so Raditz surmised that this was the room Vegeta had claimed to himself. The other had been mostly left alone but only one low bunk near the door had the bunks above it cleared away. Raditz chose a bunk as far away from this one as possible to curl up and sleep.
When he woke Vegeta and Nappa were back. He came out of the room and saw them as they sat in the dining room tearing through a mountain of food between them. Raditz came closer and reached out to grab a bit for himself only to go flying back into the wall behind him, courtesy of Nappa.
"We've been training all day, you've been sleeping. You can have food when you pull your weight," snapped Vegeta.
"Yes, Prince Vegeta," said Raditz obediently. He shuffled back to his bunk and let himself be lured back to sleep by the gurgles of his empty stomach.
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