Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love Transcending ❯ Women and Orders ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5 - Women and Orders

Vegeta sent a casual Ki blast towards a row of Yeisla-jins, the weak fighters trying to defend their planet. He found them disgustingly pathetic, so weak and clouded by emotion. He then looked through his scouter and saw all power levels had gone, and he was alone, surrounded by bodies. He wished his father could be alongside him, keeping the Saiya-jin race alive as King and Price destroyed the worlds. A scream distracted him and he turned to see Nappa dragging something by his side, as Nappa came closer he saw that the large Saiya-jin was dragging an alien female from the planet they had just obliterated.

She was small and squat, with dark brown hair and torn pale yellow clothing. Her skin was burnt from the fire and covered in bruises and sores, he couldn't tell its original colour.

"Vegeta, there are some more hiding in a stone building not far from here. Want to grab one before Raditzu does?" Nappa asked, shaking the girl to the ground, where she lay quivering and crying.

"Where is the honour in it?" he asked, frowning. He saw no personal gain or honour in using an alien girl then killing her. He saw nothing of use to come from it.

"There is none. Who needs honour? Its good to hear them scream and honestly? It feels better than simply decapitating her. At least use her a bit before she dies." Nappa shrugged, and tossed her into the mouth of a cave that was next to where they were standing.

"I truly see no point in that. Besides, I am a Prince. It would be disgusting to have my blood to mix with some of theirs. An abomination." Vegeta shuddered and thoughtlessly sent a Ki blast towards a tree, which was already burning, the tree became more incensed with flames and gave them more light. It was dark and cold on this planet, so they welcomed the warmth of the fire, and its light.

"Your blood won't have time to mix. Kill her before your done. Its just an alien female for fucks sake. Lowest form of forms." Nappa growled, and started to walk towards to cave.

"No. I have my pride, and I won't do something like that, with the likes of that. If it were a high class Saiya-jin woman, who was decently strong and clever, then I would consider it. But here? Now? Hell no." said Vegeta, before turning his back on Nappa, who went into the cave, and as Vegeta walked off he smiled as he listened to the woman and her pointless screaming of pain and terror.

He came back to their pods, just two of them, remaining unscarred by the genecide of the Yeisla-jins. He opened the door to his, and sat inside. Everyone was dead or dying, everything was destroyed and burning. The planet was ready for sale. His job here was done. He felt every mission was bleeding into each other, just the same old routines. Travel to planet. Kill the inhabitants on the planet. Go back and tell Fureiza the planet was ready. Travel to planet. Kill the inhabitants....

It would never end. Vegeta closed his eyes. This was not how he had thought his life would be. He had not intended on following orders, especially from a creature like Fureiza. He wasn't even that far up on the power heirachy. Dodoria and Zarbon were higher, and not to meantion the damn Ginyu Force. He had been offered the chance to be on the Ginyu Force, but the idea of being ordered around by two creatures, instead of one, had not appealed to him in the slightest. He had wanted to learn about his race from his father, then take over the throne. He wanted to lead to the Saiya-jins to the type of status in the Universe that Fureiza was about to achieve. He knew Saiya-jins were far superior to every other species, he had wanted to be King of them, and the Universe. Now, he was simply a lackey to Furieza. He was expendable, and that felt worthless to him.

His scouter beeped, and he picked it up from the floor of his pod. He fixed it to his ear and snapped: "What?"

"Vegeta. Be more polite when I address you. I am superior to you, you know." Fureiza. He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. Soon. Soon. He would over throw that creature.

"Lord Fureiza" he ammended, swallowing his pride and feeling like a third class warrior, like Tarrock, rather than a Prince.

"The planet is ready for sale, I hope. With this sale, we seal the alligance of the Fuunik-jins. As we both know, they already own 7 planets. Is it ready?" the voice sounded tinny and weak over the scouter ear piece. Vegeta smirked.

"Of course." he said simply. Gazing around the burning planet. Despite feeling routined and losing his pride, he did enjoy destroying lives. It was satisfying. He just wished for a challenge.

"Good. Go straight to Lecriir-sei. The coordinates are 23 44 199. Get Nappa and depart immediately. Then await further instructions." then there was a click and all Vegeta could hear was the crackling of the burning bodies and trees. He heard a faint crying, but he knew whoever it was would be dead in a minute anyway. He could almost sense it.

He shouted for Nappa, who flew over and dropped to his feet before Vegeta. He grinned and had blood around his mouth, Vegeta gave him a look of pity, before grinning and telling Nappa about there new mission.