Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vengeance So Sweet ❯ Adamant ( Chapter 3 )

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Adamant

The diminutive ice lord maintained his steady, unblinkingstareback at Bulma and Vegeta. He was, of course, projecting a knowing smirk that Vegeta wanted to wipe off his alabaster visage.

"My, my Vegeta I would have expected a more congenial welcome from a world leader. Clearly you have not learned formalities but what should i really expect from a monkey, hmm?" Frieza giggled to himself as he enjoyed his little joke

Vegeta pushed Bulma behind him and stepped closer to the screen. Wearing a scowl that would wither a normal being, and stated "Do not waste my time you piece of filth. Obviously, you can do nothing but annoy me now that Sayians are the most powerful dominant race in the universe. You are a has-been, yesterday's news, a faint memory. Now, get the fuck off my screen." Making a hand motion to end the communication when suddenly he heard a loud gasp.

It was behind him, from Bulma. Her eyes open wide, and glued to the monitor.

While the two titans bantered, Bulma noticed a figure in the background slumped on the ground who was not speaking. Vegeta could see the faint rise and fall of breathing, he dismissed it as a pile of rubbish during his banter, but Bulma saw what it really was.

"Oh she is observant, isn't she?" Frieza chuckled to the pair peering through his monitor. "I see you've spotted my little surprise."

Bulma stumbled forward, and fell against her husband indisbelief "No...no that is not possible. NO!" she screamed. Vegeta held her up but was still struggling to understand. Then he saw the figure, and could barely hold back a gasp of his own. Curled in a corner like a pile of dirty rags was a figure beaten beyond recognition and seemed barely alive. Seeming purple hair matted to the man's head while grotesque bruises, scrapes, and lacerations covered his face and neck. Tufts of hair on his head seemed to have been ripped off, exposing red patches of dried blood. His right arm and left leg seem to be in impossible angles, indicating multiple fractures. The brutality was so much, Vegeta was nearly taken aback.

"...d-d-daddy..." Bulma wheezed brokenly. Vegeta pulled his mate closer to provide comfort.

Frieza clapped his hands with glee "Oh I am so glad i now have your full attention, your Highnesses. " He walked back to his "guest" stopping inches from him, never losing his gaze on Vegeta and Bulma. Lazily, Frieza flicked his tail up, and slowly coiled it around Dr. Briefs' collar. "When I came across this transient soul, Iimmediatelythought of the most thoughtful way I could reunite my new companion with his lovely daughter." His tail tightened around the neck of Dr. Brief's, but he offered no resistance, no cry of pain, just acceptance of his possible strangulation. Slowly his pallor began to change ever so slightly from pale to ashen blue. Bulma inhaled sharply her anger trying to rise but her mind was already looking for a solution. She had to get him out of there but she knew the diminutive ice lord would have to be indulged.

Seeing the reaction he desired from the Sayian Queen, Frieza dropped his hold on Dr. Briefs, not a moment too soon. and strolled back to the screen. Dr. Brief's slumped to the floor with a sickening crumpled thud, followed by a moan and a gasp for breath.

"What do you hope toaccomplish with this display? Hurry up! The more you anger me the more you are going to suffer!" Vegeta fumed with confidence he truly did not have. He did it mostly to bolster his bride but inside he knew this was just the beginning of turmoil they will have to endure before they can rescue Mr. Briefs.

Frieza quirked an eyebrow at the King and gave a smirk. "So impatient," he lisped emphatically, accentuating the words for Vegeta to digest fully.

Vegeta growled at this insult, "You know very well that I am King you disrespectful piece of filth."

"Myapologies, Kingling" said Frieza smirking playfully one more time..

Bulma was brimming over with anger and fear. Stepping forward while staring Freiza directly into his eyes, and screamed "I don't care who is called what, return my father!!" Her chest was heaving, heart racing, Vegeta could tell she wanted Freiza's blood to spill. Bulma wasn't interested in this bastardized game of one-upmanship between Vegeta and Frieza, while her father lay there in utter pain. "What will it take for you to release him to me alive, Frieza." Bulma said carefully with measured words. She knew the slippery serpent was fishing for any available angle and she was not in the mood to joust.

Frieza's eyes twinkled at Bulma. "Well now that you are interested in, there is something I could use..." He drew out the extortion request, playing coy with Bulma's request. "Out with it!" Bulma forced the point, never averting her gaze at Frieza. After another moment, Frieza said with the sugar sweet tone of a child, "It's quite simple actually. Devote yourself to workingexclusivelyfor the Cold empire,permanently." He stood there with arms folded, smiling like the cat that got the cream.

"Absolutelynot!" Vegeta answered instantly. "There is no way in Hell I would I allow this ridiculous notion to beconsidered. If you think for one second--"

"I'll do it."

The statement was quiet but resolute. Bulma stared defiantly into Frieza's eyes. If he wanted her, he'd have her but at his own peril.

Vegeta stirred from his shock. "Woman I will not allow--" he began.

"You do not dictate to me at all - ever, Vegeta! That is MY father. This is my call. I'm going."

"The Hell you are, Woman!"

Bulma turned on her heel and marched toward the door. Over her shoulder she said as calmly as possible "Frieza, send the coordinates to channel 7 alpha 12, encrypted."

"Of course" he said with a slow drawl and smirked as he ended the transmission.

Livid, Vegeta lashed out and grasped his mate, spinning her around to face him. "You will not move off this planet without myauthorization, do you hear me? Do you understand?"

"Vegeta, he is my father and I am not leaving him to die. This is myresponsibility." Again she was resigned to her fate.

"No, Woman. I am King and this is my decision. I will decide who would be best to take on this mission."

"Do what you have to do" she sighed.

Vegeta's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "Woman, do not challenge me on this. You will not like the result."

Bulma stared down her King. "We'll see about that" she stated. With that she left the room.

He was not going to be ignored. Vegeta issued an immediate ban on leaving the planet without his expressed permission. If his mate could not be rational in this situation, then he would do his best to protect her from herself.

Prime was hot on Bulma's heels as she made her way to the lab. All of the monitors in the palace carried the impromptu threat from Frieza and the subsequent conversation. None weresurprisedby the Queen's mule-headed response. She would defy the King...it was just a matter of time

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Bulma paced back and forth in her lab, reviewing her plan while packing. For two days, she had not left her second home. All communications from the King were refused. She had needed silence so she could think of a way to handle this situation. Talking with Vegeta would not help her plight in the least.

Now she was ready to move. Completing her checklist one final time, she gained confidence that her plan would succeed. Bulma was going to save her father. She was going tonight.
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Vegeta was walking a fine line between extreme frustration and outright murder. Ever since Frieza's communication, he was holed up with his advisors runningpossibilities. Most scenarios they calculated were destined to fail, many had a slim chance with great casualties, and only a few could be executed quickly.

Ideas began to run out. Today's session was shaping up to be wild ideas ranging from sending the Queen to make the trade (Vegeta almost blasted the idiot who keep going back to that as a serious solution) to sending a delagation (who would most certainly be slaughtered).

Finally Vegeta's patience wore out. "Enough!" Vegeta yelled as he slammed his hand on the table, ceasing all conversation. "I will not say this again. The Queen is not available for any scenario. Am I clear, Liam?" Swallowing thickly at the very deadly look he was getting from his King, Liam whispered "Yes, my Lord"

Bardock piped up "What we need is leverage."

"Agreed" Vegeta nodded "butunfortunatelywe have none. Our only option is to take Frieza's ship by force." A painful silencepermeatedthe room. They knew many would die for a goal that had a slim chance of being achieved.

"Ready my ship. Ruxin, I want you, Prime, and Axel to meet me on the my ship within the hour. We are going to take this bastard down. Liam and Bardock, keep close to the Queen." Slow, understanding nods came from the council. They dispersed to prepare for he fight of a lifetime.
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Pained and out of breath, Liam's voice came through the King's scouter. "Sire..ugh..sire. We have a problem"

Vegeta's stomach dropped. "Explain" he barked.

"Its the Queen--she is gone"

"Goddamned WOMAN!" he screamed. Liamwincedas alitanyofswearingspewed from his King. "Bring her back, NOW!"

Silence greeted the King. "Liam, do not make me repeat myself" he snarled.

"We are hampered, my King. She disabled all the ships capable of this mission...including yours."

Liam was greeted with a monumental stream of feedback as his King utterly destroyed his scouter bringing the conversation to a close. "Single-mined idiotic woman" mumbled Vegeta.
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Bulma whirled. She could feel a sharp pain in her head emanating from her mate. Faintly she could feel his anger, hurt, and most of all fear for hersafety. Due to the current state of their damaged bond, the pain annoyed her but not enough to deter her from the current plan.

She had also recruited an accidental partner in crime. While on her way out she was caught red handed by Prime. He trieddesperatelyto get his Queen to see sense. As he begged her to leave the ship and moved to grab her. Bulma dodged and instead launched the ship, knocking Prime off balance sending him spilling to the floor on the back of his head, knocking him out cold.

Bulma was going and that was the end of it. She'd deal with Vegeta when she got back.