Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Hellish Paradise ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

 

Chapter 11

 

 

 

Radize had never thought he would end up in this situation. A traitor to Lord Freaza, the most feared creature in the galaxy. Alone on this mud ball with only the company of his Prince and his brother.

 

It was indeed his brother that had gotten him into this mess. Kakorrot had appeared on Lord Freaza's ship some time ago. He'd been a newly taken slave when he arrived. Radize shuddered at the thought, a Saiyan a slave! It was unheard of. Of course none of them knew he was a Saiyan at the time. It didn't take Prince Vegeta long to find that out!

 

From that point on chaos met Radize and his way of life was forever shattered. It was amazing how in just a few short days one could go from being Lord Freaza's subject to his enemy. He owed it all to his baka brother. They had fled to this planet were Kakorrot had been living his life oblivious to his Saiyan heritage.

 

Now he was stuck here with a rather temperamental Prince and his little brother whose stupidity may very well lead to their end. If he were to count the slave boy he'd locked up in the ship's cell that would bring this party to a size of four. Radize didn't count the slave though. Nor did he count the boy's master Zarbon.

 

Zarbon was far more trouble then he was worth. It was because of him that Radize had had to leave his Prince unguarded with that baka brother of his. They should be healing Prince Vegeta not getting restraints for Zarbon. Zarbon should be dead! Thanks to Kakorrot there was no chance of that. The tailless Saiyan refused to let Zarbon die.

 

`Well maybe Prince Vegeta will get that worked out when he recovers.' Radize snatched up the bindings he'd been ordered to get and went to check and make sure the slave boy was locked up firmly. As he entered the room the boy's head snapped up, “Zarbon?” When the boy saw Radize his gaze fell back down to the floor, “oh.”

 

“You can give up on Zarbon boy, Kakorrot is your master now.” The boy's eyes filled with tears. “Please,” he begged, “please don't hurt him.” The boy's voice was soft and full of fear for his master. This alone was strange. Radize had recently discovered that the boy had an ability to brain wash people into becoming his guardians. He had surly done this with Kakorrot. Why else would his brother want the slave alive so badly?

 

The slave had Kakorrot to keep him safe now, so why would he care about that monster Zarbon? Radize was touched by the slave, most likely due to the boys hypnotic powers. “What's your name slave?”

 

“Nayo.”

 

“Zarbon is alive, and will sadly remain that way so don't worry about it.”

 

“Why do you hate him so much?”

 

“Why do you like him?”

 

“He's kind,” the boy raised his head, “and he saved me from Freaza.”

 

`He doesn't know!' Radize realized, `ha he doesn't even know why Zarbon saved him! The stupid boy must think Zarbon helped him because he's a kind person! Ridiculous, the only reason Zarbon saved him was because he was brain washed.' Radize chuckled finding it hard to believe anyone could take Zarbon as kind. “Arrogant child, you're better off with Kakorrot. Zarbon is an honorless bastard that delights in causing pain.”

 

“I'm sorry,” Nayo said his eyes clouded with pity. “I bet if you knew Zarbon you'd like him. He's a very gentle person.”

 

Radize spat walking out of the ship with the restraints still in hand. He had better things to do then listen to a slaves mumbling about some fictional charioteer.

 

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Zarbon awoke with a splitting headache to find he was not where he should have been. One: he was outside. Two: there were two Saiyans all to close to him. The third thing didn't come until his eyes cleared and he realized the two Saiyans were mating!

 

He moaned in disgust but his moans were quickly drowned out by the Saiyan's gasps. Saiyans! Such disgusting creatures and what's worse was that these two were mating, he shuttered certain this was going to give him nightmares.

 

He averted his eyes not wanting to see anymore. He vaguely remembered the two beating him to the ground. Luckily, he was for the most part all right, at least physically.

 

Nayo was no where to be seen and he didn't care to interrupt the two Saiyans. He was not an idiot. He knew just how strong those two were. He'd have to single them out and take them one at a time.

 

He crawled away slowly, keeping down close to the ground. He would find Nayo first. Then he would worry about the two Saiyans.

 

As soon as he got far enough away that he could not be seen he checked his scanner. He couldn't find Nayo. Not surprising. He didn't know the boy's personal code.

 

He did however find Radize. The Saiyan was heading right for Zarbon, or rather for Vegeta. Zarbon smirked and headed off in the weak Saiyan's direction. He soon spotted the Saiyan and took off flying towards him. He pulled up behind the creature and quickly garbed him by his sensitive tail.

 

Radize froze as pain filled his features. He drew in a quick gasp as his frame started to shack. He began to fall from the sky unable to stay afloat. Zarbon caught him loosening his hold slightly. It wasn't that he cared that the Saiyan was in pain. He just didn't want the pain to cause him to faint.

 

“Where is Nayo? The slave that was with me where is he?”

 

Radize chuckled through his pain. “Never-uhuu-never tell you-euh-anything.” The Saiyan was so griped by pain he could barely talk. His body shook in Zarbon's hands. Zarbon had never known just how sensitive a Saiyan's tail was.

 

The green haired man floated down placing Radize on the ground. He kept his hold on the Saiyan's tail, but loosened it a bit.

 

“I, will never betray my Prince.” The Saiyan said. “That boy knew nothing of you!”

 

“Nayo, what did you do with him? If you hurt him I'll-“

 

“You'll what? Kill me, torture me, or will it be rape? I wouldn't be at all surprised with a creature like you. The slave is fine, though living in a dream world. He seems to think of you as `kind and gentle.' Ha, baka doesn't know any better I suppose.”

 

Zarbon was so surprised by this that he tightened his grip without even realizing it.

 

The Saiyan gasped in pain his body tightening then collapsing his body was overwhelmed.

 

Zarbon quickly released the quacking Saiyan, stunned. “You were talking with Nayo?” It had taken a great deal of time for the boy to trust him. To trust a Saiyan with such things, and after so little time knowing Radize.

 

The man that lay on the ground in front of him didn't answer. The pain had knocked him out.

 

Zarbon would usually kick him to rouse him. The monkey's breathing was fine. It was obvious that he was all right. Zarbon decided to wait though.

 

If Nayo had spoken with this one then the silver skinned boy would be quite woeful if the Saiyan were tortured. If it became necessary he would get Nayo's location out of the Saiyan. He would try to get it out of him with words first.

 

Zarbon noticed the energy restraints that lay on the ground. He knew those were meant for containing him. Zarbon quickly fastened them on the Saiyan's wrists. The Saiyan's breath was coming faster. He scarcely had time to activate the bands before Radize stirred.