Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ False Pretenses ❯ Chapter 7

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WARNING: This chapter contains some rather dark material, so you have been warned.

DISCLAIMER: Read it in the other chapters. By now you should already know.

Chapter 7

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When Starr arrived in the throne room with Saruka and Kessoro, she found her father, and the King and Prince already waiting. Her father looked at her with a look of pride, and the King gave a nod of approval. Vegeta smirked as he looked her over.

“Look who finally looks like a Saiyan,” the prince mused. Starr couldn't help but smirk at the approval. King Vegeta motioned for her to stand next to his son. Starr did so, as the twins moved to stand next to their father. No one asked about the power suppressor, as there was little doubt in Bulma's success. Vegeta stole one last look at the younger Saiyan before the entrance of Lord Frieza drew his attention to the door of the room. Vegeta held back a scowl, and Starr looked with hidden curiosity. Beside her she heard the Saiyan Prince mutter.

“Here we go.”

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Vegeta stood with his arms folded across his chest, watching as Frieza approached. He wanted nothing more than to pound that smug smirk off the lizard's face. He scowled as Frieza stopped short of the throne. Vegeta resisted the urge to glance at Starr, sensing her tense up. When Frieza's gage shifted towards the twins for a brief moment, he stole the second to look at her. Her eyes were narrowed, watching every small move Frieza made, but her face gave away nothing of how she was feeling. Vegeta looked back towards his hated enemy.

Frieza's tail swayed back and forth as you observed the Saiyans in front him. The King he knew, the Saiyan twins and their father he had seen more than a few times, and Vegeta. Frieza smirked as his eyes bore into the Saiyan Prince. He saw Vegeta shift uncomfortably, as small as the movement was. His eyes then shifted to a new Saiyan that he was unfamiliar with. She looked every part of the Saiyan race, with the spiky black hair, slight tan, and obvious muscle tone. Her Saiyan armor only added to the appearance, and the symbol of the royal family did not go unnoticed. She may have looked the part, but Frieza could sense something very different within her, almost a gentleness that did not belong within a Saiyan warrior.

“Ah, King, Vegeta,” Frieza said. Starr winced slightly at the high-pitched sound of the lizard's voice. Frieza's eyes shifted back to Starr. His tail swayed as he continued.

“Lord Frieza, welcome,” King Vegeta said. “To what do we own this visit?” Frieza Smirked as he attention shifted back to the Saiyan King.

“Yes, well, I heard that a particular Saiyan was not quite as dead as previously told,” he replied, his eyes once again shifting towards Starr. “I assume this is her.” Prince Vegeta narrowed his eyes at Frieza.

“This is Saluna,” the prince answered. Frieza looked at Vegeta, pretending to be surprised by him.

“Oh, Prince Vegeta, I didn't see you standing there,” he smirked evilly, clapping his hands together. “How is my favorite soldier?”

“Fine.”

“Are we forgetting our manners, dear Prince?” Frieza narrowed his eyes at Vegeta. Vegeta resisted the urge to growl.

“Fine, Lord Frieza,” Vegeta repeated, trying very hard to resist the urge to growl. Frieza's smirk grew wider.

“We wouldn't want this dear young one to learn bad habits, now would we?” Frieza's attention shifted fully to Starr now. The other Saiyan's tensed up as he addressed Starr, anxious as to how she would respond at being directly spoken to by the tyrant.

“Tell me child, how old are you?”

“Eighteen, Lord Frieza,” She replied.

“And how did you come to be on this planet, especially after I was informed you were dead as an infant?” His eyes narrowed. Starr sensing the challenge in his voice, chose her words very carefully.

“My father tracked me down, learning that I was still alive. I'm told that everyone believed I was dead after a Jealous Saiyan tried unsuccessfully to kill me when I was a baby, and left me for dead. Once my father contacted me, I decided it was time for me to return home and join my people.” The Saiyan's held their breath at Starr's calculated response, and Vegeta found himself inwardly impressed by the tact she was using.

“And what exactly are you doing, now that you're here?”

“Training under my father to join the royal guard, Lord Frieza. It seems as though my power level isn't quite as high as what was expected of me,” She added quickly. Frieza narrowed his eyes, and pressed a button on the scouter fixed over his left eye. He frowned in displeasure as the reading came up.

“No, it seems not. I can see you power is barely average for a first-class Saiyan,” He shifted his attention back to the King. “Seems as though someone greatly miscalculated the girl's power at birth,” He said, with obvious annoyance is his voice. He sighed unhappily.

“I guess my trip here has been wasted,” Frieza raised his hands slightly and shrugged. “I have no use for an average Saiyan. Perhaps she'll be useful in your harem, King Vegeta. She is certainly beautiful enough to be a Saiyan whore. Vegeta's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Starr frowned at the comment. Frieza laughed cruelly at the reactions, but no one said anything to the dangerous tyrant.

“I'll take my leave, dear King, Prince,” Frieza turned around, with a wave of his hand. “Perhaps next time I arrive, I'll be more impressed, but until then…” Frieza was out of the room as fast as he came. When the doors were fully closed, a collective sigh was released.

“I really hate the fucking lizard freak,” Vegeta muttered angrily. Starr released a breath she didn't know she was holding.

“Wow, the power I felt coming from that creep… unbelievable,” she said, rubbing her head slightly. The Saiyans all looked at the youngest in their group, a mix of emotions on their faces.

“I must say, Saluna,” King Vegeta addressed her, “that was quick thinking on your part, that story you came up with. Quite the sliver tongue you've got.” The prince smirked at the younger Saiyan, a hint of approval showing in his eyes. Starr pretended not to notice, and kept her focus on the King.

“It made sense to me. If my power is suppressed, and my family has a history of being in the royal guard, it only makes sense that I do the same, since I'm supposed to appear weaker than I am.” King Vegeta nodded his approval.

“Very well. Now go, all of you. And Saluna, do not remove the device until we are certain he is gone. I don't want any mishaps.” Starr gave a small bow to the King, a nod to her family, and all but ignored the prince. Starr left the room, her family following closely behind. Once she was out of Saiyan earshot, the King turned towards his son.

“Well, seems like someone doesn't like you very much.”

“Give it time, Father. I think she'll come around,” Vegeta responded in an annoyed voice. He stepped off the raised ledge his father's throne sat on and left the room, the king watching him intently.

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Starr closed her eyes and tried to clear her thoughts as she laid in her bed. The bracelet was pretty, but Starr was surprised by how much she disliked having to be out in the open and hiding her power. Keeping the Super Saiyan secret was one thing, but physically hiding her strength was another matter entirely. She simply didn't like it, and it was a feeling that she was unfamiliar with. She had never been one to hold her strength in such high regard. Sure, she had always loved training and fighting, but she had always held other things more dear and closer to her heart. She sighed, and once again another knock at her door brought her back to her thoughts.

“Damn it,” she growled. “Can't I have five minutes to myself?” Her mood soured as she opened the door, and it was none other than the Saiyan Prince standing in front of her. He raised an eyebrow as Starr scowled at him.

“You going to let me in? Or do I need to let myself in?” Vegeta stated rather than answer. Starr wasn't in the mood to argue so she shrugged and stepped out of the doorway, allowing Vegeta to step through. The door closed behind him, and silence filled the room. Feeling uncomfortable with being so close to the Saiyan Prince, Starr took a few steps back and waited for him to speak.

“You did well today, how you handled being around Frieza,” Vegeta stated. “That fiery tongue of yours actually did some good today.”

“Hmm,” was all the girl offered in response. Vegeta regarded her carefully for a minute. Instead of speaking he moved with lightning speed, and the next thing Starr knew she was laying on her bed, on her back, and Vegeta was hovering over her. Starr growled in warning, and gave Vegeta a death threat. Vegeta smirked in response.

“Do you know how easy it would be to take you like this, with your power level suppressed?” Vegeta smirked widened as Starr's growled grew in intensity. Vegeta leaned down, and nipped at her nose before moving over to her ear.

“You're lucky there's no honor in taking you like this,” He whispered huskily in her ear. He smirked again, letting his ear trace the outline of Starr's ear. Starr resisted the urge to moan, and instead released another growl.

“Get the fuck off me,” she snarled. To her surprise, Vegeta complied, the smirk still plastered to his face. Starr scowled as she sat up. She crossed her arms in front of her, and gave Vegeta the death stare. The locked eyes for a moment, before Starr stood up and decidedly closed the difference between them. She stared Vegeta hard for a moment, before her hand suddenly connected with Vegeta's face. She smirked in satisfaction as a thin blood line slowly dripped from the corner of Vegeta's mouth. Starr continued to stare at Vegeta, unflinchingly.

“How many times do I have to tell you,” Starr growled. “don't fucking touch me. I don't belong to you. Go ahead, hit me. Do your worst.” Starr added, seeing the anger on the Prince's voice. Vegeta, however, did nothing to retaliate. He slowly raised his hand, and wiped the blood from his mouth. He examined it, almost out or curiosity, before he lifted his eyes to look back at the younger Saiyan. He said nothing for a moment.

“You really hold me to such low regards, don't you, girl?” he said, in a dangerously soft tone.

“How could you possibly expect anything else?” Starr replied, in a ton equal to the prince's. “You've given me absolutely no reason to trust you. You've been cruel, and while I understand the need to train, you take things way too far.”

“I don't do niceties,” Vegeta said in a low growl. “I am a Saiyan Prince.”

“Well, you won't be doing -this- either,” Starr responded, motioning to herself. “So you can back off, and quit trying. Prince or not, an asshole is still just an asshole. Now, I'm asking to you leave my room.” Starr crossed her arms in front of her chest, challenging Vegeta. The Prince scowled, but quickly dropped it. Instead, he, uncharacteristically, cupped Starr's chin. Onyx met onyx, locked in a silent stare, before Vegeta broke it.

“I've told you before, you will learn to trust me eventually,” he said softly. Starr lifted her chin out of his grip, and stared at him defiantly.

“And I've told you, my trust is not freely given, and you've done absolutely nothing to even remotely earn even a fraction of my trust. Now leave.” Vegeta sighed and, unbelievably, gave in. He turned towards the door and opened it. He made one last comment before fully leaving.

“We shall see, Saluna. We shall see.”

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Several days had passed since Frieza's visit, and Starr was relieved to finally take the suppressor bracelet off. She felt a massive sense of relief as she felt her power flowing through her as she flew. She had received word that Vegeta would not be training her for a few days because of some diplomatic mission, so She had taken to sparring with her siblings. Starr snorted at the thought of Vegeta doing anything diplomatically, but him being gone did have its setbacks. While she greatly enjoyed spending time with her family, she knew she couldn't fully test her boundaries without him. He was the only one on this planet who could handle her, much to her dismay. She sighed as she lazily turned on her back on floated through the sky. Yes, the least few days had been rather relaxing, but she was starting to miss the arrogant ass' hardcore training sessions. The glare from the setting sun caught her attention, and she decided to head back to the palace.

The sun had set much lower by the time she arrived at the front of the palace. Starr tended to just enter through her balcony, but today she wanted to enter through the front. She took her time walking through the halls, examining the artwork and the intricate designs that lined the walls. She wasn't paying attention when she nearly ran into one of the servants.

“My apologies, Lady Saluna,” the young servant girl bowed deeply. Starr sighed. She thought she'd never get used to being referred to as `Lady'.

“It's ok, it's my fault,” Starr smiled at the young girl. “I wasn't paying attention.” The servant girl looked around to make sure no one was near before returning the smile.

“I was actually on my way to see you. Did you want your evening meal delivered to Miss Bulma's room again?”

“No, I'll take it in my room tonight, thank you.” Starr offered another smile to the girl, who smiled back and gave another bow before running off.

“Cute kid,” Starr muttered, before turning back down the hall and heading back to her room.

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Starr wrapped herself in a towel and was about to jump into her shower when a light knock came from her door. Starr walked over to the door and sensing that it was the young girl from earlier, opened the door with a smile. The girl smiled back as she entered the room pushing a cart loaded with food over to the table in Starr's room. The Saiyan helped the servant girl move the trays to the table. They smiled at each other, before the servant scurried out of the room to deliver more food trays. Starr lifted her nose and inhaled the delectable aroma.

`At least the Saiyans have good food,' she thought to herself as she entered her bathroom to take a much needed shower. She closed the door and allowed the steam to fill the room, hell bent on enjoying her alone time.

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Milik waited until the object of his obsession closed the bathroom door before landing on her balcony. Seeing her wearing only a towel in ignited the fire of desire deep in his stomach. He licked his lips with anticipation. Soon he would have her, he told himself. He reached inside of his armor and pulled at a small vial of fluid. He waited for a moment to be sure that Starr wasn't coming back out of the bathroom before entering her chambers. He went straight for the table loaded with food, and poured the liquid into the pitcher. He gave it a couple of swirls, and sat it back down. Now, there was nothing to do but wait. He went back out on to the balcony to wait for his perfect opportunity.

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Starr emerged from the bathroom feeling fully refreshed, and quite famished. The smell from the food greeted her, and her stomach gave a low rumble. The young girl, deciding on food before clothing, walked over to the table and poured herself a glass of the juice. Starr taking a large gulp and, savoring the taste, licked her lips. The liquid was cool, sweet, and had quickly become one of her favorites since she'd arrived on the Saiyan planet. She plucked a piece of fruit, closely resembling a grape, out of the bowl and popped it into her mouth. She couldn't help but wonder when his royal pain-in-ass would return. She sighed out loud and tried to erase the thought as soon as it came. Why should she care when he would return? Before anymore thoughts could hit her, a strange unfamiliar feeling came over her.

Starr suddenly felt a bout of lightheadedness hit her, and the world began to swirl. Waves of dizziness began hitting her, and legs felt weak and shaky. Starr tried to steady herself, but her legs wouldn't follow her commands. She reached out for the table, but gravity took hold and her legs gave out, and she felt herself begin to fall. Her head hit the table, and Starr felt the blood begin to trickle down the side of her face. She laid on the floor, willing her body to move, but she suddenly didn't have the strength. As darkness began to cloud her vision, a set of Saiyan boots came in to her field of view, and then everything faded into blackness.

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The Saiyan girl moan, and with great effort, started to open her eyes. A wave of dizziness hit her, threatening to send her back in to the dark abyss of her mind, but her subconscious began screaming at her to stay awake. Starr moan again, and realized that she was no longer lying on the floor, but was instead resting on her bed. She tried to sit up, and with a panic, realized she couldn't move. She forced her eyes to open more, and when they did, she found that she wasn't alone. Hovering over her was the Saiyan with the green headband that she had run into weeks again. Starr tried to remember the name her brother had called him. He looked at her with a look of terrifying desire, and suddenly Starr wanted to scream, but when she tried no sound would come out. She watched in horror as a grin formed on his face, and Starr felt the sensation of fingertips running up the length of her thigh. She tried to move again, but it was no use. Starr found herself at the mercy of another Saiyan.

Milik licked his lips as he observed the beautiful creature lying underneath him. Perfect skin, perfect figure, and wrapped nicely in a towel like a present only he could open. He couldn't help but smirk as he watched the girl underneath him struggle to move, and try unsuccessfully to buck him off her. He leaned down, breathing in her sweet scent.

“You are absolutely perfect,” he said. He leaned closer and nipped at her nose, before moving over to her ear. “I have been waiting for this ever since I first saw you. I am going to enjoy making you mine,” he whispered. Starr growled in response, and as Milik looked into her eyes, he saw a mix of fury and fear. He chuckled at the sight before him. The all powerful Saiyan from Earth, now helpless underneath him. He chuckled again, and Starr's eyes narrowed.

`No!' she thought, `this can't possibly be happening. Move damn it!' She pushed all her mental strength in to a single thought, to will her body to move. She began to feel the familiar heat of a ki blast forming in her hand, that she was thankful went unnoticed by Milik. Force a growl out of her throat, she released the energy ball and hit the other Saiyan directly in the stomach. As he went flying into the opposite wall, Starr summoned her mental strength once again, and by some miracle, threw herself on to the floor. The only thought she had was to get to her balcony, and hopefully she could find her voice to call out for help. She forced her body to crawl, as excruciatingly painful as it was, and after what felt like an eternity, the cool night air hit her face. A sense of urgency began pounding in her head as her Saiyan ears picked up the sound of Milik moaning, indicating that he was coming to. Starr reached up to the railing and began to pull herself up. Her body felt so heavy, and the task was taxing, but the alternative was much worse.

`Come on, just a little more,' she thought to herself as she lifted her body off the ground and on to the railing. `Almost there!' Suddenly Starr felt pain from behind and felt herself lift up and over the railing, falling to the ground below. She hit with a painful thud and gasp as the wind was knocked out of her lungs. Without warning, she was flipped over on to her stomach, and she found herself staring in to the eyes of a very angry Milik.

“You little bitch!” he spat out. He raised his fist, and punched her hard in the stomach. He began to ferociously assault her back and flanks, and Starr, who was unable to defend herself after her attempt at an escape, felt herself begin to choke on blood. Starr felt tears build up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She wouldn't allow herself to give him the satisfaction of breaking her. As poorly as she had been treated by Vegeta in the past, she suddenly found herself wishing he was here. The thought surprised her, but it didn't matter anymore. She knew what he was after and she was powerless to stop it. She felt him begin to push her legs apart and lower himself on top of her, leaning his face within inches of her own.

“I told you I was going to make you mine,” Milik hissed. Starr felt his hot breath against her neck, and the scrape of teeth. She waited for whatever was to come next, but suddenly all she felt was air on her back. She felt herself being pulled up into someone's arms, and with effort, lifted her head to see the face of her brother. Kessoro shifted Starr so that she was being cradled, and she had a better view of what was going on. Starr gasped in shock as she saw the Saiyan Prince now standing between herself and her attacker.

“Vegeta…” she managed to croak out. Vegeta glanced back at the younger Saiyan and Starr saw a nothing but rage written on his face. Starr had never been happier to see him, and forced her voice to come out.

“Vegeta…” The raspy voice that came out was not one Starr recognized, but the Saiyan Prince seemed to get the message. He began his own assault on Milik and soon the scent of blood filled the air. Starr tried to keep her eyes open, to see justice delivered at the hand of Vegeta, but she no longer found the will power. Blackness began creeping in as she saw the figure of Vegeta approach her. She faintly heard the prince giving an order to her brother, as darkness swiftly claimed her once more.

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Wow, that took me forever to write… I kept erasing and retyping. A lot happened, I know, but what did you guys think? Please leave me a comment and tell me!