-Vegeta's POV-
A day before the big day to see if the pairing Frieza gave me would work. He spared smaller than half of the Saiyan race, while the rest were killed...including my father, the true king to the throne. Ever since, the planet itself has been on thin ice, and it all counted on me. If I were to ever slip up, the entire planet would be gone, and I would be gone along with it...but at least I would be with my father in Hell.
A small knock on the bathroom door startled me slightly as I flinched, looking towards the door while in the shower.
"King Vegeta..?" A feminine voice was heard. One of my servants.
"What do you want woman?!" I said in a stern tone while beginning to ring out my hair.
"L-Lord Frieza is approaching in 2 minutes."
2 MINUTES?! Oh my kami, I cannot be late! I quickly turned off the shower and hopped out, wrapping my hair in a towel for now. I dried myself off and placed on my father's uniform– I could never call it my own. I swung my tail around my waist and quickly sprayed myself, undoing the towel and coming out.
"Is everything ready?" I said while placing on my other shoe.
"Y-Yes si–"
"Good! Now begone, I have business to attend to!" I yelled softly, watching her scurry off.
I flew down the stairs and down the hallway to the big dining area, taking my place in the larger chair. I anxiously tapped my fingers on the table until I heard the two terrifying words.
"He's here."
I soon stood from my seat and saw his men walk in first. I looked at each and every one of them sit down at the sides of the tables. Dodoria and Zarbon came in, side by side next to each other. Dodoria grinned at me while Zarbon smirked. That's not good...
My heart soon raced as I saw the silhouette of the tyrannical ruler of our planet...Frieza. He was in his floatable seat as he simply stared at me with a dull expression. My tail was quivering, but I had it tightly around my waist so it wasn't noticeable.
"Good morning, King Vegeta." Frieza spoke, stepping out of his chair to sit in the one actually on the ground.
"Good morning, Lord Frieza." I responded, my palms sweating a bit as I took my seat.
I placed the napkin in my lap and removed my gloves, placing them to the side of the plate. I gently wiped my hands off in my lap as a silence filled the room. Frieza had been staring at me, and I had just now looked up at him, gulping softly.
"Vegeta." He called to me, making me snap.
"Yes, my Lord?" I asked.
"Do you know why I came here, today?" He asked.
"...To see if I have made the progress you wanted on your request, sir." I responded.
"No." He said and stood up, walking on the table and down towards me. "I came here...because I want you to tell me," He was now standing in front of me, his tail creeping its way around my neck. My eyes followed it a bit before looking up at him with a heavier gulp. "When did Bardock have another son?"
A-Another son? What did he mean?
"Lord Frieza, I have no idea what you are talking about." I said, his tail wrapped around my neck all the way, squeezing gently before tightening up.
"That blasted Saiyan who is with Broly! Kak...Kakka...KAKKAROT!" Frieza shouted, his dull expression now angered as he stared into my eyes.
"K-Kakkarot i-is only...B-Broly's mate!" I struggled to speak, clutching his tail to breathe. "I never knew...that Ba-Bardock had another...son!"
Frieza simply stared at me before a small, malevolent smile came across his face. He released me and I began coughing.
"Mates...? This may work to my advantage." Frieza mumbled as he walked back to his seat, hopping down from the table. "So be it. Change of plans, have Broly, Kakkarot,...and Bardock on the same squadron."
"Lord Frieza, they are my three strongest men." I said, rubbing my throat. "None of the other squadrons will be–"
"Vegeta...those three will make death almost intimate to our enemies. The more dead, the more planets I will have," Frieza soon raised his finger as a small orb of his ki appeared, "The lesser chance I will destroy your planet full of monkeys."
The entire room was filled with chuckles of both Frieza and his men. It soon quieted back down, and I gave a simple nod of agreement.
"Yes sir." I said softly, my appetite I had vanished.
"Now..." Frieza said, his tail tapping the glass to make it ding, "Let's eat."
Soon the chefs came out, placing food on the table. Everyone grabbed their portions, and I grabbed only a little. I ate slowly, staring at Frieza. Frieza stared right back at me as he ate as well. Whatever he is planning cannot be beneficial towards the Saiyans, only him.
•••••
I couldn't sleep at all, not after what had happened yesterday. It was 7:00 in the morning, good enough sleep for them all. I got up, walked downstairs.
"All of you! Out of your bunks!" I said, seeing everyone lazily walk out with a yawn or rubbing their eyes. "I hope you all trained well, because today is the big day for you all to decide what teams you will be placed on." I heard a few grunts here and there, and it made me frustrated, not to add I'm exhausted.
"UNDERSTOOD?!" I yelled to wake everyone up.
"Yes sir!" I heard in unison.
I smirked softly, turning my back. "Good. You all have an hour to be prepared. Do NOT be late." And I soon walked ofd without another verbal word, but still had many thoughts and questions. I walked outside and saw the lovely obstacle course in front of me. Although tired...
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