"Saiyan princess" by: DBZ GIRL (SalyWst@aol.com)

Chapter 1

  Years past, on the planet Vegeta the kingdom has been fairly at peace for the treaty with Freeza has held strong, but problems have begun to arise and the king is fearing the worst. Within the palace walls the eight-year-old prince Vegeta and the seven-year-old princes Tira are completely absorbed in their playful sparing game unaware of the growing problems. Tira is weaker than her older brother but Vegeta lets her win a few times for she is very stubborn and if she always lost she would never want to play. Vegeta loves to play with his little sister. The fact they get along so well pleases the queen, for the reason she and the king decided to have another child was to give prince Vegeta a playmate.
  The king emerges from the shadows of the hall, 
King Vegeta:  " Tira, come here." 
Tira: "coming!" 
Vegeta follows and stares up at his dad with his usual stubborn look, but there is a hint of disappointment 
Prince Vegeta: "Father, we weren't done playing yet." 
King Vegeta: "Play with one of the guards." The king responds, unconcerned.
 Vegeta shrugs and runs off to find another form of amusement. 
King Vegeta: "Come with me Tira."
 He says looking at her with now evident pain in his eyes. They walk into the thrown room, there Freeza is seated in the thrown. The king gets down on one knee
Freeza: "Vegeta, this is not your son." he says, no surprise in his voice. 
King Vegeta: "I know, I brought you my daughter, Tira. She is beautiful and she is strong, and will make a fine slave." He responded, sounding hopeful
Zarbon: "We don't have listen to this kind of rubbish." he partially whispers to Freeza Freeza: "Don't be so hasty in your decisions." not taking his eyes off Tira. 
Freeza: "Very well, I accept your offer, but if I find displeasure I will return. Come with me slave." Freeza gets up the king stands, Tira clings to his side 
King Vegeta: "Go with lord Freeza." 
Tira: "No father" she states desperation in her voice
King Vegeta: "Go with Freeza" he demands again 
Tira: "Father" 
He turns around avoiding her pleading gaze 
Dodoria: "Come slave girl!" 
 Tira follows for she cannot disobey her father. 

   Tira boards Freeza's ship, she is seated in the cargo hold. They arrive on the planet Freeza, Zarbon commands her to follow she reluctantly obeys, glaring at him with hate. Zarbon leads her down a hall and then opens one of the doors he points to a plain black dress hanging on the wall inside
Zarbon: "That is what you will ware from now on. This will be your room" 
Tira walks inside, over to the dress and picks it up. There are three beds, two of which look occupied. She sits on the vacant bed suddenly the door opens two girls much older than herself enter the room. 
Girl 1: " I see lord Freeza got himself another slave girl." 
Girl 2: "Yeah, a quite young one this time." 
Girl 1: "Well little one prepare for a ruff time, it an't easy being a slave."
Girl 2: "We welcome you, are new room mate." 
The two girls head to their beds the first one plops down 
Girl 1: "Oh I hate cleaning the storage." She declares, 
Both have dust and dirt smeared on their faces 
Girl 2: "Well good night new roomie."
 She said turning out the light. Tira lied down pulling the musty covers close to her face, a few hours ago she was a princes now she is a slave, homesickness overwhelmed her, a tear ran down her cheek.

 
     After that first night she swore she would never cry again, 
Tira: "I don't care what anyone says, I'm still a princes and one day I'll get out of this living hell."
Freeza liked to make life hard. The only people who were her friends were the slaves, her roommates were always tired and stressed but every time they saw her they would put a big grin on their face and act as though every thing were okay. The little charade did not fool her but it did make her feel better. 72 slaves in all, and she's the only Saiyan. Often times one of them would ask her just how does a Saiyan princes become a common slave, every time she wanted to punch them in the face, sometimes she did. Often times she would be given orders to do other harder tasks than what she normally does, she easily accepted and rather proffered the more physically challenging chores. Being forbidden to train she looked at the hard jobs as an opportunity to strengthen her skills. She hated Freeza, the one thing that kept her going was the thought of one day getting revenge. Every time they passed each other in the halls she wanted to kick him in the gonads but she knew it would be suicidal, if she did not want to see Vegeta so badly she would have. The slaves were given only six hours to them selves, this time is to be spent sleeping but every night she trains herself in her room for at least an hour. Almost a year has past, Tira sits up in her bed to filled with thought to sleep, today was Vegeta's birthday.
Tira: "I wonder how he's doing... he would have had a big ceremony and a banquet with all the foods of his choice and all kinds of gifts. Oh, and what did I get a 'happy birthday' and same food I've been having for eleven months strait! This is all Freeza's fault, the basterd." 
 Today dawned unhappy, Freeza was in a foul mood; this made Tira nervous, for Freeza was the only one her father ever bowed down to. Freeza is even more hasty and violent when annoyed, and she has seen what happens when a slave girl upsets him, it's the last mistake you ever make. She managed to get through the day without losing her head, but the next day she wasn't so lucky. 

   After preparing the soldiers breakfast she went to the slave master in her boarding wing to find out what the days tasks would be, she was disappointed to hear nothing challenging, but today she cleans the thrown room and Freeza is still annoyed. She entered the room with a scrub brush and bucket she kneeled down on the floor and began to scrub, King Cold was there, he and his son were talking. Tira tried to listen in, the one good thing she found about being a slave was she could ease drop without anyone noticing. She became a bit frustrated they were speaking to softly, she heard Freeza say "prince Vegeta" she jumped at the sound of his name, the bucket tipped over splashing water across the room, it hit Freeza's feet. Freeza turned around and stared at her, his tail twitching. Tira's heart leaped into her throat 
Freeza: "Annoying monkey" 
 A small ball of crackling red energy formed at his fingertip but then King Cold interrupted 
King Cold: "Oh don't do that my son, it would be a shame to waste such youthful beauty."
 Freeza looked up at his father, the ball of energy flickered and died, Tira's heart went back to its proper place.
King Cold: "May I have the privilege take her off your hands?" King Cold continued 
Freeza: "Sure father, do what you like with her, I have to pay King Vegeta a visit." 
With that Freeza got up and left the room. Tira got up off the floor  
King Cold: "Will you please come with me young lady." 
He commanded before she managed to exit. She did as she was told, as they walked down the royal wing she looked up at him suspiciously, he ether didn't notice her gaze or chose to ignore it. He opened a door 
King Cold: "Make yourself at home there's food in the fridge, feel free to help yourself. Oh one more thing I would like this place straightened up before I return."
 He shut the door, Tira could not believe her ears
Tira: "Make yourself at home, help your self, is he serious!" 
She has never known Freeza to joke around with the slaves so she figured he was just as serious. She walked over to the fridge and almost began to drool at the site of such delicacies, which she has prepared herself but could never eat. She seated herself in a cozy looking chair. King Cold returned in an hour 
King Cold: "Sorry I took so long I had to talk some sense into my son, even though I don't think it will make much of a difference.  I have found a room for you, if you care to follow me I will show you to it now.
 They walked about five doors down the hall 
King Cold: "This is were you will stay for the last three remaining days of my visit, I will be off now. Oh yes, seeing as how it is quite late you may retire early, enjoy your extra time. 
Tira opened the door the room was not much larger than the one she shared with her roommates but it was certainly much more luxurious, she did enjoy her time... fight training.  

Tira achieved her goal of escaping her living hell, though she achieved it in an unexpected way. Three days after she became King Cold's slave she was finally getting off the planet Freeza. As Tira followed King Cold to his ship a thought crossed her mind, which puzzled her
Tira: "Why does Master Cold want me to stay by his side all the time, Freeza didn't even want to look at me. And why is he so darn nice to me all the time? Why would he be kind to a 'slave girl' like me?"
The ship was identical to Freeza's, when Tira boarded she began to head towards the cargo hold 
King Cold: " The thrown room is this way, Tira."
She followed him (something she found herself doing an awful lot since she became a slave) King Cold took a seat; Tira walked up to the dome window and placed her hand on the glass.
Tira: "The planet's so much prettier once you get off of the surface."
King Cold: "How true."
Tira was a bit surprised, she hadn't even realized she had thought out loud usually a slave was punished for speaking when not asked to be spoken. Felling the ice broken she blurted out the question that had been taunting her. 
Tira: "Why are you so nice to me?!"
King Cold: "You have talent."
Tira: "What do you mean by 'talent'?" she said coldly
King Cold: "Your fighting skills of course."    
Tira: "What? How'd you find out?"
King Cold: "The surveillance video, the cameras were installed and activated shortly before my arrival. I was in the thrown room when one of the soldiers informed my son that the 'Saiyan slave' was apparently strengthening her fighting skills in her room at night. Freeza didn't seam to care but I was intrigued, I have never known a slave to even exhibit the urge to fight let alone train in secrecy, I had to investigate further. I went down to view the video and when I did I found the extra effort was worth my time. You have a lot of talent and you fight with a lot of sprit, it shows in every move you make. So when the unexpected opportunity to own you presented its self I took the chance. Does that answer your questions?" 
Tira: "Yes, very well, thank you Master Cold."
Tira believed him, she felt better knowing that King Cold did not seem to be hiding any thing and did not seem to have any dark intentions in plan for her. She felt odd; something she hadn't felt in long time, she believed it was happiness.