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Bark at The Moon	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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WARNINGS: Language, violence

Raditz cringed as another piece of furniture met its end as it was thrown into a concrete wall and shattered into pieces. “How could you?!” Raditz looked up as his infuriated father advanced towards him. “How could you take him out without my permission?! That half breed probably has a hold of him and is probably doing who knows what to my precious boy! And you had to go and be a reckless brother and let him wander off! There’s a reason why I haven’t let him roam around yet and you want to know what that is? That…God damn half breed!” Another shattering of wood as a table met its end next.

“I wanted him to know what it was like hunting first hand so that maybe he would wimp out and wouldn’t sneak out anymore-” Raditz explained calmly at first before stopping himself short at the information he didn’t mean to reveal.

Bardock stopped his tantrum for a moment, but only for another one to begin. “What?” He advanced towards his son again and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “Say that again! I seemed to have misheard!” He said in sarcastic anger while he gritted his teeth and waited for his son to answer.

“Kakarot…was sneaking out every day so that he wouldn’t be stuck inside all the time.” His father quickly let him go to have another tantrum as Raditz tried to explain for his little brother’s behavior. “He wanted to know what it was like to hunt with the others, so he followed them, but he would also see the half breed kill them afterwards and I’d lecture him, but he made me promise to take him out last night and I-” His explanation was cut short when his father punched him in the jaw and he hit the floor.

“You irresponsible waste of my genes! I should kill you for your stupidity! But I have more important things to worry about, like getting your brother back! From now on, you aren’t allowed to so much as scratch your worthless balls without my permission! Got it?!” Bardock growled down at his son who was nurturing his jaw.

Raditz nodded and answered in half shame half anger. “Yes.”

“Good. Now don’t go anywhere. It only takes one idiot to look out for all the others. I’ll be back with Kakarot.” The king of beasts grabbed his cloak and left.

Raditz sighed in grief in his place on the floor, ignoring the throb of his jaw. “Kakarot, I’m sorry.”

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Vegeta adorned his long gloves as he descended the stairs down towards the entrance. He then pulled out the silver chain and wrapped it around his arm as he took note of the gold and black hilted sword that was strapped to his back. He was preparing for a battle. A battle with the king of beasts. He was truly thankful to get out of that hell that was called a dungeon. He didn’t know how much more of the screams he could take.

“Your highness, are you fighting alone?” Edward rushed to his prince as soon as he heard about his plan to kill the king of werewolves. There was no question if he would appear or not. If he hasn’t noticed that his son was missing by now, then he truly didn’t care for him.

The prince frowned at the stupid question, for it had an obvious answer. “Yes.”

“Like hell you are!” Both turned when Vegeta’s father appeared behind him. “Don’t forget. That bastard killed your mother. I wouldn’t mind having a piece of the mongrel.”

Vegeta was surprised at his father’s words. “Are you mad?! There’s no way you’ll be able to stand against him! He’s more powerful than me and you barely escaped him last time!”

King Vegeta growled at his son. “Don’t lecture me on what I already know! Besides, it wasn’t just Bardock I was fighting, it was his son as well and I managed to make it just fine. If anyone needs advice on how to kill the beasts, it’d be you, since you were the one that was bitten.”

Vegeta glared at his father and sneered at his words. “Fine, but no one should blame me if you die. God knows I didn’t drag you into the fight.”

King Vegeta glared back at his son and was about to respond before Edward interrupted. “I would implore you to reconsider my lords, but I know it wouldn’t do any good. So, I wish you both good luck and may you finally avenge our queen and the lives that have been lost to the beasts.” He bowed in respect and left the two to leave to their battle.

Both didn’t hesitate as they exited the castle, but were caught off guard when they noticed that someone was waiting for them. It was a cloaked man whose face was hidden from the garb and sneered up at the two royals. Both Vegeta and his father scrutinized the man, but didn’t say anything as they waited for some sort of sign that the man was a threat. “I wasn’t expecting another coming to his death. I didn’t know the half breed needed help killing another of my kind. Although, if it’s me you’re fighting, then you would.” And with that, the man tore off the cloak and immediately began to transform.

It was only then did Vegeta and the king recognize him as king Bardock. They stared in awe for a moment while the man transformed, but Vegeta decided not to wait and acted quickly. He raced forward and pulled out his sword. He positioned his sword horizontally and was preparing to run passed the beast and cut him in half, but all he went through was air. Bardock leaped out of the prince’s way and continued to transform. However, king Vegeta wanted to get in his chance as he ran towards the creature, but didn’t appear to be as fast as his half breed son. Bardock finished transforming before the king made it to him and leaped towards him, pinning him to the ground. The king managed to hold his own as he used his sword as a shield against the werewolf’s jaws. Vegeta panicked at seeing his father in the predicament and hurried in to help.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bardock saw the attack and moved out of the way before his head was severed. Vegeta didn’t let up on his attacks as he swished his sword where ever the werewolf stood. His anger got the best of him the more he missed and the angrier he became, the more reckless he was. Bardock saw an opening in his attacks and lunged forward. Vegeta saw the attack, but his arms were in the wrong position to defend himself, then suddenly felt pain in his right arm. The prince growled at the pain, but bore through it as he tried to switch his sword to his other hand. However, Bardock wasn’t having any of that and bit down harder on the young prince’s bicep and brought his left arm up to dig his sharp claws into his side. His plan was to rip the half breed’s arm off, but Vegeta remained strong as he stood his ground. The prince then used his left hand and pulled out his curved knife and quickly brought it across the werewolf’s arm, successfully cutting it, but not severing it. Bardock quickly pulled back as that same blade tried to cut his throat open and growled at the prince who was still in one piece.

Suddenly, Bardock felt a sharp pain in his backside and howled at the horrible feeling. When the worst was over, he quickly turned his head to see what the cause of the pain was and noticed the king stepped in and stabbed him in the back, literally. Bardock swung his paw at the man, causing him to fly into a nearby tree. His attention was all on him as the werewolf approached the fallen king, but was interrupted by the half breed, who tackled him to the ground and tried to wrestle him into a submissive position. However, Bardock just threw the prince off of him by leaping into the air and landed a few feet away; standing between the prince and the king. Vegeta darted his eyes between the king of beasts and his father; deciding what his next move will be. Both the werewolf and the prince stared at each other in both determination and indecisiveness. Vegeta couldn’t help but keep eyeing his father, who was still lying on the ground, struggling to get up. This caused Bardock to snarl in amusement before taking a step towards the king then sprinting towards him. “No!” Vegeta screamed as he chased the king of beasts to prevent him from killing his helpless father.

However, he wasn’t fast enough as Bardock leaped onto the king and flexed his claws, preparing to tear the royal into pieces. Before he could get the chance, the king suddenly pulled out a hidden knife and thrust it anywhere he could at the werewolf. Bardock howled at the pain in his stomach, but the king didn’t give him a chance to recuperate as he pulled the silver blade out and continued stabbing the wolf. Bardock whimpered and howled before quickly leaping away, just before Vegeta got to him. Bardock eyed the two royals who now stood side by side as he wrapped an arm around his middle, trying to keep from bleeding out. He started growling in frustration and kept growling as if he were about to explode any minute, only to pound the ground in his frustration. After doing so, he snarled out “this isn’t over.” Both royals were taken back by the strange voice that came from the royal wolf. Neither of them have ever heard a transformed werewolf speak, it was quite odd. After that, Bardock leaped back into the woods and fled.

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Back in his human form, Bardock staggered his way down the halls that were lined with his comrades, who had looks of surprises and worries on their faces. He sneered at them as he made his way to his room. He brought his arm up to catch the blood he was coughing up then entered his room. His arm was still around his midsection, but moved it to suddenly grab another piece of furniture and toss it across the room in his anger. He did the same to anything else he could throw until he ran out then proceeded to tear and break anything else he could. He stopped in the middle of his room and kneeled, his arm going around his bleeding middle again. He coughed a few more times and panted at the exertion and his tantrum. Curse those damn royals. They were only human! Mostly. Why did he have such trouble with them?! Is it because he’s missing something so important that he lost focus? Or is it because he’s so angry? Either way, they’re both weaknesses. He could’ve taken them out…he should’ve. Taking his son was the last thing those two will ever do and regret. Bardock’s breathing calmed somewhat as he wiped the blood from his mouth and stared off in thought. He knew one thing; his eldest will be severely punished for letting his youngest get captured in the first place.

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Vegeta walked down the quiet hallway with a tray of food in his hands. It was silver. He swore the fools were making fun of him. Just because it doesn’t affect the cub, doesn’t mean it doesn’t affect him. Bastards. On his way to his destination, he noticed how quiet the hallway was. No one comes down this way, since the prince of beasts is taking residence down here. That’s probably exaggerating a bit. The cub is downstairs in the dungeon, where he’s been since day one…and he’s chained up. It’s not like he’s going to break free and start feasting upon some random stranger that happens to be passing by. Although, considering how strong the cub was, he was surprised something like that hasn’t happened yet. Then again, the young prince hasn’t been eating very well. In fact, he hasn’t said anything since he was experimented on. He won’t look at anyone, won’t even speak to anyone. No one hears him complain that he wants to go home. No one sees the tears of loneliness and pain that form in the young cub’s eyes, but if one was Vegeta, they could hear those tears fall. It was gut wrenching really. Vegeta was the little one’s only visitor and for that, the cub should be grateful. Although, he may not be the greatest person to be around, it’s better than to be forgotten or just to be some science project.

It’s been about two weeks since the half breed prince brought in their new guest. During that time, Bardock tried to retrieve his son, but to no avail. Vegeta won’t admit out loud, but he was rather nervous about fighting him. He’s never met the king of beasts before nor did he know what he looked like. Seeing that much hatred on the werewolf’s face made Vegeta realize that the royal beast was more than just angry about his son being taken. When he looked at his at the boy’s father, there was a different kind of anger…something else. It reminded him of his father. He used to have that look when he was a child…when he planned on getting revenge for his mother. Just what did his father do to make Bardock want revenge? Was it even revenge? Maybe he saw it wrong. Either way, he knew the beast had to die. He was a threat to not only the royal family, but to other humans as well. He worried but anxiously awaited the beast’s return. He was anxious to kill him, but worried when that would be. He hoped it wasn’t during the full moon, but if it were him, that’s when he would attack.

Vegeta also didn’t want to admit, but had to agree, that the child had to die as well. There was no weakness that they knew of, but he didn’t appear to have any other strengths either. Still, they could’ve missed something. Not to mention they couldn’t protect themselves when the young wolf eventually attacked. They’d also have to prevent the cub from reproducing as well. Doing that could make an even stronger werewolf and Vegeta couldn’t imagine one stronger than the child. He didn’t know how it all will turn out, but he knew that he had to prevent the extinction of the human race.

Vegeta’s mood suddenly turned solemn and stressed. Every month he feared when the full moon came. He wasn’t sure when, he tried not to keep track of the days, but when his hunger got to the point to where it is, it was hard not to. The prince shook his head when he thought of that word, hunger. Just the sound of it is making him want to eat anyone that comes along. He looked down at the tray of food and he tried not to devour it right then. It was raw meat of some poor creature. He didn’t prepare it. He just brings it to the cub.

When he reached his destination, he gulped down the craving and hesitated. When he first started bringing the meals, he was unsure if he should knock or not. Surely knocking would be foolish since the young prince was their…‘his’ prisoner, but it also wouldn’t scare the hell out of the poor thing. Either way, Vegeta thought it was more polite to do so. He lifted a fist and tapped politely on the door. Not expecting a response, he opened the door and descended the stairs. The glow of lanterns lit the dark basement along the stairwell and even less greeted him as he reached the bottom. There were only eight lanterns that lit the main room, it wasn’t too big, but none lit the rest of the dungeon; mainly the tunnel that leads from the room and deeper into the cold chamber. Vegeta, even as a kid, was always afraid to venture down that way by himself. He heard that there was another exit, but didn’t bother finding out. Still, the fact that they would put the son of their enemy down here with simple chains and a possible exit, was quite foolish. Hell, even when he was put down here during the full moon was just as smart. Perhaps he’ll venture down there soon.

Vegeta was greeted with the usual sight of the cub’s back in the corner and sighed. If it were him, he’d be half crazed already, just being down here for as long as he has. He made his way over to the quiet cub and looked at the last tray he left down there. It was untouched and the food was spoiled. The prince growled at it. “What a waste of food. You should be grateful you get anything at all!” He lectured at the cub’s back, but got nothing in reply. Not even a sigh of annoyance like he used to get as a response. The kid seemed to be getting worse by the day, but there was nothing he could do until his father came, speaking of which. He set the new tray down on the ground and picked up the other one. “Well, that was some fight your father put up. He must really want you back…especially after he ran off like that with only a few wounds.” He smirked. “Who would’ve known how cowardly he was? Even against a human and a ‘half breed.’” He said sarcastically. “Honestly, I’m disappointed. I get more action than that fighting seven of your kind at once.” He’s tried this before, to get the cub angry, it seemed the only way to get a response out of him anymore, but lately, he’s just been silent.

Kakarot hugged his knees tighter and continued staring at the wall. Vegeta stared at the other’s back, where the dirt of the dungeon clung to him and the previous wounds healed up. Yes, wounds. The doctors continued to experiment on the child; still trying to find a weakness probably. He stopped coming to the aid of the sinister doctors. After all, there was no point in holding down a dog that doesn’t have the strength to bite. The prince moved over to the wall next to the cub and leaned against it. He tried again, except with a different approach. “It’ll be a full moon soon. You’re not going to go rabid and try to eat everyone, are you?” Well, he thought he’d try a different approach.

Kakarot sighed and answered in a quiet voice. “Speak for yourself.”

Vegeta chuckled. “He speaks. I thought you broke a couple days ago.”

The cub shifted, facing the wall more so he wouldn’t have to see the half breed. “Can’t you just leave me alone?” He said in a tired tone.

Vegeta frowned. “Well, since you and I will become roommates soon, I thought we should get to know each other a little better.” He explained in a blunt tone.

Kakarot turned his head a little towards the prince’s direction. “Roommates?”

The older prince didn’t want to talk about it, but since he got the cub talking, he might as well. “Yes. It seems you’ve taken my temporary residence where I go during the full moon.”

Kakarot turned his head fully to look at the older. “They…lock you up?” He heard of his father saying that the half breed prince was chained up during the full moon, but didn’t know why.

Vegeta turned his attention away from the cub. “It’s for the best. That way, I don’t harm anyone.”

“What do you mean?” The cub looked at him with curiosity.

Vegeta couldn’t help but eye the tray that he just placed on the floor. The craving inside him wanted it, but he held it back for now. “It’s one of the traits of being a half breed. I can’t control myself during a full moon when I transform.” Why was he telling him all this? He never spoke to anyone. Normally he would harass others and that was the only conversation he could hold, but this…was strange.

Kakarot thought about his words. “You transform? That’s it?”

Vegeta growled. “It may be easy for you, but I didn’t ask to be like this! I’d give anything to be like I was before, but there’s no going back.” He said the last sentence more to himself.

Kakarot shifted more, so that he was facing the other, his borrowed pants and chains rubbed on the dirty floor as he did so. “No. There’s only acceptance.” He replied as he remembered the words his father told him.

The older looked down at the younger in mild surprise, but then he recuperated and scoffed. “Hmph. Yeah, right.”

The cub cocked his head to the side. “Then, how do you live with yourself?”

Vegeta tensed. “I don’t.” He answered simply.

Kakarot frowned. “Are you always this crude?”

“Yes.” The prince replied easily.

The younger sighed in irritation. “You must not have many friends if you’re always like this.”

Vegeta became more relaxed as the conversation took a different direction. “I look at friends as being a close enemy. Friends are just enemies who are too afraid to kill you.”

Kakarot thought about his words for a moment. “So, you don’t take any risks for happiness, but you take risks to…kill us?” The half breed hesitated for a moment then nodded. The cub scowled. “Why do you hunt us anyway? What’s in it for you?”

Vegeta became livid. “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me! The reasons are obvious!” He received a confused look, which was his cue to rant. “For starters, your father killed my mother and made me half of what you are! Well, maybe not you, but him. And-”

“There’s no way my father would do such a thing! You humans started this war because you fear us! You can’t accept us for what we are, so you are trying to destroy us!” Kakarot interrupted as he argued in return.

The older prince pushed himself away from the wall to pace. “Ha! You’ve been told lies, boy! This whole thing started when your father killed my mother and then your brother joined in by trying to kill me and my father!”

Kakarot sat up on his knees. “Oh now who’s been told lies! Are you even sure it was my father and brother that attacked you? Maybe it was a couple of werewolves acting on their own and disobeying their king!”

Vegeta growled at the cub and looked down at the tray again. He clenched his teeth in retaliation and continued the argument. “We have our sources! Oh, but you didn’t hear the other reason why we’re hunting you…it’s because your kind feasts on us daily!” He ended with sarcasm along with the cold hard truth.

The younger scoffed. “Another lie. We eat the other animals in the woods. I’ve never eaten a human before and neither has any of my kind!”

The half breed sneered. “Foolish child. You don’t get out much, do you? I’m out there every day trying to stop your kind from making us extinct while you sit in your safe little home and eat your fill and soak up ‘daddy’s’ attention!”

The cub carefully stood after days of sitting, his chains moved up with him. The doctors were only generous enough to let him stand and nothing more. “First of all, I hardly see my father. My brother is the only one that sees me as a relative. My father just sees me as a tool. It’s because I’m like no other werewolf out there and he wants me to be the best leader there is. Second, are you even listening to yourself? You’re not human anymore. This is the kind of acceptance I was talking about. You’re not even aware of what you are! You wish to still be human, but you have to face the fact that you’re half werewolf as well.” Kakarot finished with a stern face.

Vegeta wanted to strangle the child for his impudence…out of what little he could make out of the argument. It was hard to concentrate when there was a plate of fresh raw meat under his nose. Not being able to hold back his hunger, he yelled out his frustration. “Are you going to eat that because if not, I will!” Without waiting for a response, he sat down on the ground and took a few slices of meat. Kakarot watched in surprise as he watched the half breed chow down his food. “You know, meat is hard to come by… nowadays because…your kind keeps eating…everything out there!” Vegeta said in between bites.

Kakarot just sat back down and calmly watched the older prince eat. “Is this the kind of hunger those mean men were talking about?” He asked with a curious gaze. Vegeta slowed down his eating a bit, but kept eating none the less and didn‘t respond. “Because it can be controlled. Just like transforming.” The cub went on as Vegeta finished off what was on the tray and showed interest in the younger’s meaning.

“Go on.” Vegeta attempted to lick his gloved fingers, but held back. Curse his damn hunger. If only he could pull out his teeth, then maybe he wouldn’t feel the ache in them to shred something apart, but that would probably do more harm than good.

“I can teach you how to control the transformation, but it has to be happening in order for me to do it.” The young prince continued as he watched the glazed look disappear in the other’s eyes.

Vegeta thought about it for a moment and stood. “Hn, we’ll see.” It’s not like he had any other options. He would do almost anything to have some sort of control over this curse. He went to leave, but paused at the bottom of the steps and scrutinized the child. “Meanwhile, I’ll see if I can arrange a bath for you. You reek; and I’ll bring down another tray later. You better eat! I’m not wasting any more food on you if you don’t!” He pointed at him with a glare, then ascended the steps and closed the dungeon door.

Kakarot watched the other leave with a smile. He wasn’t so bad, once he got to know what his problem was.

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“What happened?” Raditz asked as soon as he entered his father’s chambers. Bardock appeared to still be healing from the silver that stabbed him before. Seeing the puncture wounds made Raditz wince. Healing from silver was no comfort. In fact, it was quite painful.

Bardock sneered at him. “What do you think happened?! That half breed is a damn nuisance! We should’ve killed him long ago!” His fist met a wall which left an indent in it and caused him to flinch from his wounds.

Raditz jumped at the action. “You went by yourself?”

Bardock faced his eldest and growled. “Of course I did! I can’t trust any of you to do it! So I’m the only one I trust to do it!” He paced his room for a minute before standing before his window. “That half breed is stronger than I thought. It’ll have to take something stronger to kill him.” A light seemed to have gone off in his head as he faced his son. “And that something is Kakarot. He’ll be able to kill him…if only he wasn’t imprisoned.” He punched the wall again. “Damn it! I should’ve been paying more attention in what was going on!” He eyed his eldest. “Why do you have to be so damn irresponsible?! All you had to do was watch him and take care of him! Is that so damn hard that you just had to go and do something so idiotic?!” He growled in anger as Raditz took a step back in slight fear. “Guards!” Two men suddenly entered Bardock’s room and stood proudly. “Take Raditz to the dungeon. He needs to be punished for his actions.” The guards eyed their oldest prince with hesitance and scrutiny, but nonetheless, did what they were told.

Raditz growled and struggled a bit when he was grabbed, but turned his anger towards his father. “Quit putting all this on me! This could’ve happened any time he was out!” He sneered as the guards half dragged half guided him out of the room. “And you didn’t have to take me with you to kill the rest of the royal family! That was your decision and you knew I’d come with you!” Raditz gave up his struggle and let the guards lead him out. He knew this was his fault though. If only he said no to his brother, then maybe he’d still be here.

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Vegeta paced in his room as the sun descended beyond the horizon. His breathing sped up with fear as he thought about another night he’ll have to endure of his werewolf side again. What made the situation worse, is that there will be another in the room with him. What if he tries to break free and eat the cub? He can imagine waking up to a half-eaten child and blood all over the place. He stopped his pacing and closed his eyes as he leaned on the window sill. He didn’t want to do this. Maybe he should kill himself and just end it. After all, he had nothing to live for except revenge and what kind of life is that?

He pulled out his curved knife and stared at it as the last rays of the setting sun glinted off of it. He hesitantly placed the knife against his throat and waited. For what, he didn’t know. Perhaps the courage to pull the blade or perhaps for someone to stop him. He closed his eyes again for a moment as fear once again pumped through him. It was ironic. He was afraid to live, but he was also afraid to die. Some courage. That stuff was hard to come by nowadays. He was yanked out of his thoughts as someone grabbed his arm and pulled it away from his throat. “No, my prince!”

Vegeta was shocked at the unexpected movement and dropped the knife. He looked to see who stopped him and recognized it to be Edward. He growled at the panicked servant and tried to free his arm. “What are you stopping me for? You’ll have one less thing to be afraid of if I do it!” A few other servants joined Edward as they tried to subdue their prince. Two got a hold of each arm while a few others moved to rid him of his clothes. Might as well save the garments besides having them being torn while he’s down there for the next few days. Being left in just his pants, Vegeta was practically dragged out of his room as he tried to retrieve his knife. When they reached the hallway, he was greeted by the sight of his father scowling at him. “What are you giving me that look for?! I know deep down you’re wishing he didn’t stop me!” He sneered at his father as he was pushed passed him.

The king just sneered at his son in return and followed the many servants and his son to the dungeon. When they got closer, Vegeta started to panic even more. “No! I’ll kill him! I know none of you care, but he’s just a child! He doesn’t deserve that fate!” He tried pushing against the many servants, but only succeeded in pushing them and himself into a wall. They recovered and continued dragging him toward their destination. When they made it to the door, Vegeta tried hooking his feet against the door frame. “No! Take me to the other end of the dungeon! I don’t want to kill anyone!” The servants pushed his back while the doctors from the other side tried unhooking his feet. “No!” His feet slid away from the door frame and skidded down a few stairs, then caught himself and tried to escape through the doorway he just went through. The five doctors took a hold of him before he could escape, however, and dragged him down the stairs.

Vegeta moved to throw off the doctors, but his hunger was getting the best of him as he tried to fight off any aggressive urges. Sweat formed on his brow as the craving became stronger and nearly took a chunk out of one of the doctors, who took a step back and rushed the prince down the rest of the steps and into the chains across from the cub. The struggling prince chuckled at their effort. “Why prolong it? Just end it already! I know what it is, you need your lab rat, don’t you? You bastards can’t live without experimenting on your rats!” He pushed out his frustration as he continued to struggle to get free.

None of the doctors said anything as one got a sedate ready to calm the prince so they may put the silver chains on him. The others managed to get both of his arms in the chains, but as soon as the doctor came with the sedate, Vegeta knocked the medicine out of his hand and kicked him into a wall on the other side of the room. He laughed when the fool slid to the floor unconscious, but didn’t notice when the needle entered his skin and the sedate entered his bloodstream. He immediately started to feel calmer as the doctors finished putting the chains around his legs and neck, and then tended to their possibly injured or dead colleague. Vegeta chuckled as the sedate worked its magic and spoke his last words before the doctors left. “Go ahead and leave him here. I’ll need something to snack on later.” The half breed prince laughed outright at the looks of the doctors’ faces and watched as they hurried up the stairs with their injured colleague.

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So, this is the last chapter for now. It’s as far as I’ve gotten until I finish another chapter. I hope the wait won’t be too excruciating, but don’t expect it soon either. Right now, I’m trying to finish the one story that everyone wants to read. Hope it’s fascinating so far, I hope it gets better. ^^
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