Hi! Here comes part 10.


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"You're feeling much better now, aren't you?" Skeije asked little Hugh and looked at him with a smile. What would have happened if she hadn't seen him, or worse, if Vegeta had spotted him ... unthinkable!


There it was again, the thought that ate so painfully on her and urged her to make a decision that the prince would certainly not wait long for her. She sank into confused ideas and conceptions, began to weigh each side anew, when she suddenly felt a strong roar in her head.


"Man!", She groaned, "otherwise thinking didn't give me such a headache either. What's that supposed to mean?", The pain got stronger the more she tried to push it out of her consciousness.The throbbing grew louder and louder until she finally resigned, pressed her hands to her temples, fell back and leaned against the wall. It was strange, but as she relaxed to let the pain flow, it weakened. Then something came that she did not expect. She heard a voice calling something. She didn't know that voice and the most unusual thing was that it seemed to be in her head.


"What the ...", she whispered startled and stared at the opposite wall in horror. But she didn't see the wall, everything was black until suddenly a figure was visible in the distance, a young man. He called her name and walked slowly towards her.


Finally he stood before her, she found that he was a very handsome young man, even if he was of a completely different race. His skin was brown and a black cloak lay on his muscular shoulders. The ice-blue eyes studied her as he continued to call her name.Despair and fear could be seen in it. Now he knelt down next to her and put his hand on hers, she could feel the warmth that his hand triggered in her. Trust, yes, she trusted him and saw and heard him more and more clearly.


On Earth, his black hair would have been called a mohawk, but he looked natural, as did the protruding, pointy ears and the black spots that covered his skin from hairline to temples. Skeije was fascinated by this picture, the dots only covered small parts of his skin, on the face they could only be seen where a person's head grew.


The soft voice of the other person brought her back from her thoughts and forced her to listen to him.


"Skeije! Nice that you opened up to me.", The man smiled. "I'm Hugh! No, don't say anything now, please listen to me first!" It helped, Skeije closed his mouth again and just continued to look at him in amazement.

"I'm Hugh, my species has the ability to switch between two forms. I showed myself to you as an animal, that's the only way I could gain your trust.


You were so withdrawn when you came here that you wouldn't have listened to anyone. Forgive me for my underhandedness! "He paused and waited for Skeije's reaction. Skeije just shook her head in disbelief. She didn't believe that! This man was supposed to be her little Hugh? Hugh had always seemed more intelligent than a normal animal, but that he was." .. Was incredible.


"I'm sorry," he said again and bowed his head apologetically.


"But that's not so important now.", He said finally and looked directly at her again. His eyes were serious and determined now.


"Skeije, you have to help us! As you know, Moon Festival is at the moment and the highlight will be a tournament. The Saiyajin call it that because there is fighting. I prefer the term bloodbath.Some time ago they began to gather strong young men on the conquered planet and brought them here. These men will have to fight against Saiyans of their own age. This is traditionally part of the Moon Festival. Skeije, you know they don't stand a chance !!!


I belong to an organization that has been working towards this moment for years to prevent another massacre. This action will be the beginning of a great wave of revolution and resistance, the beginning of open resistance. We are at the beginning of a new, free age, Skeije.


We are at the crossroads of history. Because if we succeed in the rescue, thousands upon thousands of slaves will realize that resistance against the Saiyan is not futile, you see, Skeije? We will finally lead the unfree, the tormented, for whom nothing is waiting but a cruel death or a depraved life, out of the dungeons and give them back the freedom they are entitled to.

We can't go on like this, let ourselves keep on being oppressed.


There are even some Saiyans who have joined us. These few have realized that their people have done great injustice to many innocent people. They are ready to support the resistance, ushering in a new era so that one day we may even be able to live in peace.


They are ready to stand up against their fellow species for this idea and risk death in the process.


Everything has been prepared and planned up to this point. But now we need your help. You are the only one who can help us ...


The prisoners are locked in another building complex that is monitored by guards. Killing the guards wouldn't be the problem, our Saiyan allies are taking care of it.


The problem is, the doors are about as strong as the front door to these apartments. "


Hugh took a meaningful pause and let Skeije process what had been said.She looked shocked, then again in disbelief.


What did she have to do with it? What was all this about? Why always them ??? Reluctantly, she slowly shook her head, that could, it just couldn't be true.


"I know that all of this must be incredibly surprising and difficult for you. But I trust you with all my heart. When you didn't surrender to Nappa at the latest, I knew that you were the right one. The chosen one, the one for ours Thing means everything. I know you're strong. You won't let us down.


Still, I wish I could spare you all of this. I know your job is hard, especially now. But there is simply no other way.


The problem is we don't have the codes to open the doors. The only ones who have these codes are the King and the Prince. Skeije, you have to help us to get there, that's the only reason you're here! You are the only one strong enough to deal with the prince's whims.You are special, that's why I brought you here. Please forgive me, but I had to do this.


I have some skills that enable me to control or influence lower instincts. "


"W ... what? You brought me here? That was all planned?", Tears glittered in her eyes. How sneaky. Was it all bogus? Had Hugh influenced her feelings too? Or Vegeta's?


Hugh seemed to have read the question on her face.


"Your feelings are real. There are things that I can't control!" He said with a smile.


Skeije was still shaken. She couldn't believe it all.


"When you wake up from your trance again, I'll transform in front of your eyes, as proof. But I can't hold this shape for long if I suppress my aura. And I have to suppress it, the prince could discover me and then everything would be in vain By the way, I can communicate with you this way without Vegeta hearing it, you understand?In addition, my mental powers are stronger in this form than in the human one.


Unfortunately we only have this night. Every minute we hesitate increases the risk to the prisoners and our people.


That's why I now unfortunately have to ask you to make a decision. Now that you've heard them all, will you help us? "


A difficult question which the slave did not quite know how to answer. She finally shook her head defiantly.


Hugh groaned. It was clear that it wasn’t that easy, it wasn’t that easy to convince, that’s why she was here too. He got very serious again.


"There's a boy from your planet, he's just 16 years old. Do you want to let them all die?"


That sat. Skeije was back to business again.


"You have to do it, please Skeije! Everything has been prepared. The servants will send up a jug of wine with the next meal. I'll give you a vial with a neurotoxin in a moment."It won't kill Vegeta, but it will make him docile. He will sink into a trance state and answer all questions. After that, he'll likely sleep for 24 hours.


You have to pour it into his wine, in any case give it to him diluted, not pure! A quarter of the liquid will be enough to put him in this state for a long time.


Did you understand everything?"


Skeije still looked at him in disbelief, but then nodded reluctantly.


"Well, then wake up!" He said, then everything dissolved before her eyes.


She was sitting on the floor, still staring at the far wall. She blinked. A dream? What had happened, had she passed out?


Hugh's beeping got her out of her mind. He was now standing right in front of her and looking at her. Then it began to change, the eyes turned blue, it grew, the fur disappeared. The man from just now stood in front of her and held out his hand to help her.She accepted.


* But not a dream *, she realized sadly.


Hugh then pressed a small bottle into her hand that contained a blood-red liquid.


"The poison?" She asked. He nodded.


"It's in your hand, Skeije!" He said and walked away from her again


He paused for a moment.


"When he falls asleep, I'll come back, then we'll open the gates together. You will be free, Skeije!", He said with an encouraging smile and turned back again. Then the little figure scurried along the edge of the tub and hid on a shelf between the towels.


The slave was now completely devastated. She would not be happy and a horde of underground fighters thirsting for freedom had just chosen her to deceive the prince.


She didn't want