stepped outside the palace, the noise grew louder. And pictures joined them. The prince's gaze glided in disbelief over the blood-soaked earth, over the fires that burned on the horizon and everywhere, over the shadows in the distance that collapsed, either because they were pierced by several beams of energy at the same time or because they did not meet could stick together more because they'd been hacked apart, it didn't matter.Even if they were far away, Vegeta could see it. They were Saiyans. Screams and death screams mingled with the sound of explosions. The prince knew all too well the figures who fell upon the Saiyajins like bloodthirsty animals. He recognized it by the armor and then the scouters, by the way they looked. They were Freezer's people. Where was the king?


But before he could get to the bottom of this question, he was grabbed from behind. "Nice to see you! Then come with me!" Vegeta knew the voice. It was zarbons. "Let go of me right now, you blue toad!" The little prince railed. He tried to free himself, but he only managed to get Zarbon to pull one over his head that had washed! He felt dizzy, the image in front of his eyes began to dance, he threatened to lose consciousness because he had hit his neck so hard. "Come on!" The blue-skinned man hissed in his ear. Vegeta was still dizzy and so he didn't have the strength to defend himself when Zarbon flew with him over the flaming planet.The young Saiyajin saw their target, was the tyrant's spaceship, which stood undamaged on a cliff. Zarbon only landed inside him. "You're expected," he sneered and let Vegeta down. He had recovered from the blow and was on his feet immediately. He looked challengingly at his counterpart. "What is that supposed to mean? What are you doing here?" The prince poisoned the tyrant's henchman. "Well, you should know that! We'll conquer Vegeta-sei!", He replied. "You call that conquering ?! I call that aimless, completely disoriented fumbling around !!", the prince countered heatedly. His fist was clenched so tight it hurt. "Just don't pretend the Saiyans aren't killing and slaughtering anyone, otherwise I have to start laughing!" "You can't compare the Saiyajins to this uncivilized heap of thugs !! Saiyajins kill by system! They look specifically for the strongest and kill them , maybe not in a nice way, because you don't indulge in anything else!But they don't tear everyone apart in a totally barbaric way, the rest will be blown up! Besides, two Saiyajins never fall at one, and you send eight to one because you're scared of them !! You have no fighter honor !! "Roared Vegeta. How he hated that Zarbon! The Saiyajins and like the henchmen of Freezer! Pah! Zarbon laughed. He laughed and couldn't stop." Yes, you Saiyajins are terribly honorable just because you think differently , with conquering! "" Pah! Saiyans are not insane, like your freezer. "He said it like a fact, now completely master of himself again. Now Zarbon got angry." Shut up! "Then he grinned diabolically." Freezer ordered me to bring you here, alive. But that I can't have a little fun with you, he said nothing about that. "He took a step towards his young opponent. He took up fighting position, determined not to lose.


Of course Vegeta didn't stand a chance.Zarbon hit him like he was a sandbag. He made several flesh wounds all over the place, so that his clothes were soon covered in blood in places. The fact that Zarbon broke his left arm several times did not become apparent with all the pain. Still, Vegeta barely made a sound of pain. He was just panting hard. When he lay battered on the floor and Zarbon reached out again, a voice rang out that Vegeta knew only too well.


"But, but Zarbon! You shouldn't kill him!" Zarbon turned around. “Master Freezer!” With a wave of his hand, Freezer Zarbon picked up Vegeta. He pulled the proud prince up by his hair. "It's stupid to defy me. I would have thought your father was smarter. To get involved in a fight with me here ... Kick, kick, kick ... the poor planet." Vegeta could hardly bear his grin. He growled and tried to tear himself away from Zarbon, but only received one blow from Zarbon in his broken ribs.Freezer looked angry. He stepped closer to him and leaned down to him. "You Saiyajins are so proud and stubborn, I've never seen anything like it! Look! Look carefully what happens to those who oppose me!" He pointed out the window. Vegeta didn't obey. For Zarbon, he grabbed his hair and turned his head in the appropriate direction. Vegeta saw the picture of destruction. Blood and fire everywhere, screams, piercing screams, filled with agony that she should never forget Vegeta again. There was no place where there were no dismembered Saiyajins, it could not be described in words, the madness and malice of a being that let an entire people perish in agony. Vegeta closed his eyes. He was used to a lot, but he had never seen anything like this before. But even this was unable to prevent him from seeing the pictures. They were burned into him, into his body, into his heart, into his thoughts, into his memory.

When Zarbon let go of his hair, Vegeta turned his eyes and looked at Freezer with a disgust, an anger, a hatred that even the tyrant was speechless for a moment. "Where's the king?" Vegeta spat at him tightly. "What, what. So worried about the king? I thought you hated him?" Vegeta didn't answer. It had nothing to do with worry. He was the head of the Saiyans and if he was killed, the Saiyans' honor was gone. "Where is he?" He repeated. "Well, if you really want to see him ..." Freezer snapped his fingers. Then Dodoria came up, pushing the king in front of her. He looked terrible, unable to defend himself, covered with blood over and over. Dodoria dealt the king a blow that stumbled and lost his balance. He much on the floor. "Look here, little prince, there he is, your King! And now make a good note of what happens to those who call for a revolution against me!"With that he stepped up to the king of the Saiyajins. He looked up at Vegeta. Their eyes met one last time, the horrified look of the prince and that of the king who said everything to Vegeta. There was no warmth or love for Vegeta in that look." his son, whom he saw for the last time, but only a request, an order: Kill Freezer!


Vegeta could only watch as Freezer tore the king apart. He couldn't help tearing it to pieces, even though he twisted in Zarbon's grip.


When the king dies ...


Blood splattered, bones cracked, Vegeta watched in horror.


... then the honor of the Saiyans ...


Pain-filled scream, an ice cold laugh that Vegeta should never forget.


... there.


"NO !!" Vegeta yelled just that one word the moment the king's head was separated from his shoulders. A gush of blood poured over Vegeta, his father's blood. With eyes wide with terror, the prince of the Saiyajins saw the king's hand fly past his face.Then only this energy that filled his whole inner being ...




Freezer's scouter beeped, the first thing he noticed. Full of the king's blood, he whirled to look at his son. His eyes widen in terror. It was only a small moment, so brief that it was barely noticeable. In retrospect, Freezer was sure he was just imagining it. But there, in the spaceship, he was firmly convinced that Vegeta's eyes briefly turned green, the hair gold, a shining gold and an equally golden aura. But he had no time to pay attention, because the young Saiyajin tore himself away from Zarbon and rushed with an angry, even hate-filled, cry on the astonished tyrant. Vegeta gave him such a blow that Freezer staggered back, struggling to balance. When he touched his forehead, there was blood on his fingers. His precious blood. Vegeta attacked again, her black eyes filled with a fire that was beyond description.But now it was Freezer's turn to be angry. With a growl he parried the blow and dealt a hard blow himself, which he reinforced with a ball of energy. The prince flew far back, and his head hit the sharp edge of a steel girder. Blood spurted. Then he lay there on the floor, his head stretched out on the small staircase that led down a little, blood flowed incessantly from a deep wound on the back of the head, formed a lake on the smooth, bare metal floor. But the prince had used up his energy. He had passed out from the hard impact.


“Master Freezer, are you all right?” Zarbon had run to him. "Yes, of course you idiot!" Freezer rumbled. "What do we do with him now? Shall I kill him?" "No! Bring him back on his feet!" "But ..." "No but! I want to bring him to my followers. He has amazing powers!" " Yes ... yes! "Zarbon bowed and stooped to the prince.Freezer watched the scene in silence. Even now that Vegeta was lying on the floor, battered and smeared all over with blood, his own and his father's, he didn't lose the proud expression on his face.




Zarbon entered the room where the meditank was. "And? How is he?" "Unchanged," the doctor replied. Zarbon sighed. This has been going on for three weeks now! Without consciousness, heart and pulse rate weak. Zarbon viewed the Saiyajin prince critically. Despite being so badly wounded, he refused to die. But Zarbon doubted he would ever wake up again! Well, if he did wake up, there was a plan at hand. Freezer wanted him as a loyal subject. But if Vegeta knew what Freezer had done to Vegeta-sei, then ... Zarbon grinned. It was a nice fireworks display. But he didn't have to care what Vegeta would do, the doctors had assured him. "After such a bang on the wall, he will definitely not remember what happened just before!", they had said. Well, that was appropriate ...


"Master Zarbon! See!" Zarbon hurried to the doctor's side. What was wrong with this Saiyan ?! The medic waved at the displays. Against it is fully made! But the anesthesia we gave him is still working! " "As the? He