Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Hellish Paradise ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Prologue

 

“You spent our life savings on what?” Chichi shrilled in a freakish voice that shock the framework on the small dismal house.” Goku raised his hands in a sign of peace. “Please Chichi, I was really hungry!” Chichi fell to her knees, “it's all gone! We have nothing!” She raised her eyes glaring at her husband with a look that would make the devil flinch. “You, out! Don't bother ever coming back again,” she screeched. Goku dropped his head down and slide out of the house like a dog that had been caught steeling food. He didn't see why she was so mad. He'd won that money in a tournament.

 

Escaping the mad house where his shrew wife had held him, Goku stood baffled. He had married a while back and had truly had no idea what he was getting into. Now his wife had kicked him out and he had no place to go. His wife had never let him go out on his own. He'd never had the time to meet anyone. He'd spent all that money too. He didn't have anything. He decided to head for the woods to the side of the house. If he got hungry (which was very likely to happen) he could hunt. He was good at that! Plus he liked the forest a lot. It was a great place to go and live. With a childish smile Goku ran off into the woods to go see if he couldn't find a nice place to settle down.

 

2 mouths later

 

Goku crept along the streams slick bed cringing at every little splash he made in the biting cold of the water. He was good enough at keep quite when he hunted but his stomach was a whole other story. Every time he got close to some food his stomach would go off and leave him without anything. Because of this he was very hungry at that moment. It had been a good thirty minutes since he'd eaten and he was sure that if he didn't get some food soon he'd starve to death.

 

He had chased a very large bird of some kind of deep into the woods and had gotten really lost. “Ah well,” he said to himself, “I guess it doesn't really matter if I'm lost. I'll just make a new home!” Goku skipped off merrily in search of a new place to live. After a while he found a small valley that would work great. There were even some fresh berries near by that wouldn't run away no matter how loud his stomach rumbled. After eating a few (meaning a few dozen), he sat back for a long nap. When he awoke he was not in the valley, or in the woods for that matter.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Napa studied the sleeping heap in front of him with gruff optimism. To think he, third in command and one of the only three Saiyans left had to choose from servants of this class. Why he even had to come up to Earth to seek them out himself. True this one was elegant enough in appearance but he could never amount to anything more then a second rate slave. Napa gestured to a near by solder.

 

“Give him a shoot of something that will keep him down. I don't want him waking up until we get back understand?” Napa's voice caused the guard to quiver. “Ye-yes sir,” the shaken guard replied before approaching the peacefully sleeping man. He pulled out a syringe and needle and stuck the new slave with it.

 

Napa smiled, not a bad catch when one looks at the selection he had to choose from. All in all a good days pull. If he didn't suit Napa's needs, the slave would fetch a good price on open market. Napa laughed happily rubbing his hands together in excitement. “Wait until Vegeta no Ouji sees this one! He might even be jealous,” Napa sneered even as he said it. It was about time the Prince felt jealousy. He gestured for the solder to pick up his new slave and carry him to their transport. The ride back home was a quick one but it seemed to take forever in Napa's opinion. He kept himself busy on the ride by placing the rough metal collar around the slave's head to assure that Napa would have full control.

 

As the transport had landed and the engines slowly calmed down to a low rumble, the new slave moaned opening his eyes. Then he jumped up with a start. “Hey wow how'd I get here?” His eyes darted from side to side taking in Napa and the solider that still stood at guard.

 

“Boy, your huge! Hey do you know where I am?” Napa snarled angrily backhanding the slave hard enough to send him to the ground.

 

“Hey what'd you do that for?” The new slave's voice was uncertain but still quite trusting. The fool.

 

Napa smirked, “No questions, from now you only talk when you're talked to understand? You'll do as you're told without complaint, if you don't then you don't eat.” The color drained out of the slave's face and he gulped.

 

Napa laughed, not a kind laugh. “Hum, I think I will call you Kakorot.” The slave looked up, “but I have a name, its Goku.”

 

Napa frowned striking out at Kakorot's unguarded stomach with the steel toe of his boot. “Your name will be Pixy if I want it to! Now don't ever challenge my decisions again Kakorot. You only continue to breathe because I allow it.”

 

Kakorot wouldn't dare try anything while he was chained as he was now. Napa would have to keep him this way, at least until he learned his place. He now attached a lead to the ring around Kakorot's neck. Hopefully Vegeta no Ouji would be on the landing deck. Napa couldn't wait to show off his new prize.

 

~~~

 

As the giant bent down and tied a leash to the ruff textured ring Goku wore, Goku glanced around at his surroundings. The place was small and he was alone save for the big bald mammoth in front of him. Though Goku heard and understood his words fine their meaning didn't comprehend. His sleep still had him dazed, which was strange since he usually woke up quickly. `That's it I'm dreaming!' Goku realized smiling widely. `Well I guess I can play along then.' The lead pulled scraping Goku's neck. `Hey I thought dreams didn't hurt! I guess I'm not doing this one right.'

 

He followed the giant trying to do better at the dream. The giant smirked looking back at Goku. Goku shuddered, he wasn't sure he liked this dream. The giant was really harsh and that ring around his neck hurt. Non the less, he followed the man out of the ship and found himself surrounded by more people than he'd ever seen. They came in all shapes and sizes. Some were short and hunched over and came in many colors. There were so many different creatures. More them Goku could ever take in, especially with his eyes still not working right.

 

“Hey Prince Vegeta look what I've got!” Napa yelled at a group of men a little ways off. The smallest of them lifted his head, then turned and walked over. “Napa you're late as usual. This had better be good to take up my time.” The giant flinched slightly at the smaller man's stern words. “Yes sir it's something that you will defiantly want to know about. Look for yourself. Beauty isn't he? I just got him off some planet at the edge of Lord Freaza's territory. Pretty nice wouldn't you think?” The giant grabbed Goku by the hair pulling his face up so that he was forced to meet the small man's eyes.

 

When the giant had pulled him out of the ship Goku had decided he didn't like this dream at all. He had been trying to think of some way out of it when he looked into those eyes. Any thought of leaving left him as he stared, slightly awed at this small man. Vegeta, that was his name. The giant had called him Prince Vegeta; Goku had never met a prince. Even if this was a dream it was a very well thought out one.

 

The Prince was clear around the edges rather then fuzzy as so many people in his dreams looked. Though he was short, he held a strong bold stance that demanded respect and ensured punishment for those who did not meet that demand. His eyes were dark both in color and expression. He had coal black hair that stood straight up in a spiky pose. His skin was pale and smooth and his mouth was plastered into a permanent scowl. To Goku's surprise, he found the prince was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

 

The Princes eyes were filled with a deep unquenchable fire. A fire that Goku had never known in his life. This fire begged for the closeness of another but at the same time rejected anyone that tried to get close. Goku found he wanted nothing more then to dance among those flames that seemed to surround the prince's soul. Goku smiled maybe this was a good dream after all.

 

~~~

 

Vegeta stared at the slave, startled. This was a low class slave? Impossible, this creature could not have come from one of those primitive planets, it was unheard of! For one was slave was gorgeous. His hair was as black as a Saiyan's mane and flopped this way and that. In fact, it could have been a Saiyan's mane were it not for the fact that this man could never be Saiyan. It wasn't his looks that made Vegeta so sure of this, oh by looks he could have been Saiyan. He was muscular and tall, wearing a loose shirt and pants.

 

His eyes glistened with a warm bright light that could drive the hardest souls to contentment. Vegeta gave an inward shudder at the large beaming smile on the slave's face. No this was no Saiyan, but Vegeta still could not take this slave for a low class. With the sneer on Napa's face, Vegeta could tell he thought the same.

 

“Pitiful Napa, is that little maggot the best you could find? If you're lucky maybe it will turn out with more brain power then you. Not that it's that hard a thing to accomplish, but with that ridiculous smile plastered on his face I suppose it is possible he could be as hopeless as you in the brain area.” Vegeta laughed his voice holding a fierce authoritative ring. He would not let Napa know how he longed for the slave. How he wanted him to be his and his alone. There was no way in this hell, or any other that Napa had gotten such an elegant slave on such a dull uncivilized planet. He turned and left Napa and the beautiful slave and headed for Freaza's chambers. He would report Napa and claim the slave himself. Even if it did mean entering the presence of the titan-like monarch. For a creature that exquisite, he would do it.

 

~~~

 

Napa watched as the Prince stalked off his face smeared with plain rage. How dare the Prince insult him like that! He knew he had gotten a slave that could do him well. If he was as dumb as Prince Vegeta said, Napa would just have to beat some sense into the slave. He tightened his hold on the creature's leash giving a hard and quick tug. Kakorot, who was still focussed on Vegeta's retreating figure, was unprepared of the harsh tug. He fell to the ground with a surprised yelp.

 

“Hey why'd you do that?” He wined in an annoying voice. Napa sneered, maybe Vegeta was right; this slave did seem a little naive about its place. That was a lesson easily learned with the right tools. Napa dragged the slave to his feet and started off towards his chambers with the creature in tow.

 

~~~

 

Goku walked timidly behind the giant. He would have much rather followed Vegeta, but there was no hope of that. Goku stumbled, made clumsy by nervousness. He was beginning to have second thoughts about this dream. He wondered if this was even a dream at all. He didn't see how he could dream up anything like Vegeta, and this dream did hurt. If this wasn't a dream then where was he and what had happened?

 

He and the giant entered a dimly lit room. It was large and full of items the likes of which Goku had never seen. There were lots of things that seemed to be of an electric verity. There was a large stiffly built couch and a good-sized bed. So large, in fact that Goku wondered if someone besides the giant lived here. He was about to ask the giant just that when he was yanked forward with such force that he flew past the giant and landed on the floor with a thunderous crash.

 

His rubbed his sore knees opening his mouth to complain. The most he got out was a squeak as he viewed the room he had just been thrown into. He was in an adjacent room to the one he had been in. Unlike the large main room this one was brightly lit. It was hot in here, so hot that small beads of sweat were already forming on Goku's now quivering brow.

 

This room was full of metal and chains. It was the like nothing Goku had never seen. There was a table in the room, waist high and made of metal. Chains were welded into the table and hung from the ceiling above it. Though the table was the main focus of the room, the walls were nothing to be ignored ether. They were lined with whips and gruesomely curved hooks sharp enough to pierce cement. There were more hand and leg cuffs then Goku had ever seen in his life. All these things hung from hocks and made the walls look spiked. The giant grinned hungrily enjoying Goku's stunned silence. Goku gulped, dream or reality he had to get out of it and now.

 

~~~

 

Vegeta stormed down the halls his mind made up. He would have Napa's new slave for his own, even if he had to go through Freaza to get him. The other soldiers got out of Vegeta's way as he passed. They would rather end up pressed against walls then be in the Saiyan no Ouji's way. Vegeta stormed into Freaza's chambers and flew past his personal guards Dadoreo and Zarbon. The two gave an angry protest at Vegeta's quick passing. Vegeta paid nether of them any mind. True they were strong but they lacked political power. Nether would touch him from fear of Freaza's wrath.

 

The door swooshed open and Vegeta entered. “Lord Freaza! There is something I have to bring to your attention.” Vegeta's voice rang out and at the same time his thoughts came to a startling reality. He couldn't do this! It was not that Napa would be punished. He had no care for the bald brute even if he was a Saiyan. It was the slave that worried him. At the moment the slave could go through the rest of his life, however long or short that may be without ever meeting Freaza. If Vegeta alerted Freaza of the slave's presence then he would surely suffer. Freaza liked the looks of a Saiyan, Vegeta knew that a to well. Though the new slave wasn't Saiyan, he looked enough like one to catch Freaza's interest.

 

“What is it Princeling? I'm a busy person,” Freaza said in a nauseating voice catching Vegeta's attention. Vegeta flinched when he looked up into the tyrant's savage glare. He knew that look. His first instinct was to turn and flee but he resisted. If he tried to run now there would be no way out. That would just heighten Freaza's desire.

 

Only a very good distraction could save him now. The slave would do it. So it was the slave or him. In any other case the answer would have been easy to see. That slave was different. When he smiled his eyes smiled too. He acted so innocent and gentle. Two qualities that awoke something deep in Vegeta. Something inside him that had been hidden so long it was completely foreign.

 

He liked it and hated it all at once. Hated it because it broke down his defense. He wanted it to leave yet it seemed as vital as water and air now. It would vanish forever under the hands of Freaza. That innocentness would be replaced by mind depleting horror. A horror Vegeta had lived with and even became. A horror that stood before him and would surely rip his tattered soul, whether directly or through the slave. Ether way, Vegeta knew he could not get through this untouched.