Past To future

Really bad violence...dog torture...and...bad stuff...don\'t read if you love animals.

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Raditzu managed to rig the door quite well. Vegeta had tested it several times himself, the door would not recognize any ki signatures from his eyelevel down, which meant, unless Suzzy learned to jump five feet into the air…little Ms. Suzzy was safe when Vegeta had to leave his quarters. But there was another problem the Prince quickly ran into.

The mess, as well as the smell.

He had tried everything! Everything from trying to train the young pup to go to the bathroom in the toilet that was located in a small room close to Vegeta’s bed, to trying to teach his beloved pet how to use a sand box.

The sandbox had almost worked, but for some reason, Suzzy developed this overwhelming fear of the dirt and Vegeta couldn’t convince his little girl to even step paw into the box any more. With that method abandoned, Vegeta found that he had to lay paper down to at least make clean up easy. The only good thing about his puppy, Vegeta realized after weeks of cleaning up Suzzy’s smelly messes, was that his pup never seemed to defecate or urinate upon his bed.

Sighing, Vegeta looked over his shoulder at the upset looking dog as he scrubbed at yet another one of her messes. Good thing the floors were steal, or the messes might be obvious to lord Furiza. As for his keen senses, steal was not a very good surface, no matter how much he cleaned, his room still smelled of dog. He figured that maybe it was not the floor at all but his bed that smelled of the animal he kept, but he could not clean THAT quite as easily as he could clean the floor and so he scrubbed. And scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed…he gave another heartfelt sigh when suddenly his door opened.

“Vegeta.”

Suzzy was on her feet next to her master at once, teeth bared and tail down. “Lord Furiza…” Vegeta greeted, his heart almost stopping in his chest. Dropping his scrub brush, he stood stiffly.

Those cold black eyes wondered down to the small animal who had yet to stop growling. “I see the missus of the house is in. That’s good.” Furiza said bizarrely calm. “I believe this is yours…”

Vegeta’s horrified eyes slipped to the black thing Furiza held and realized that it was his friend Raditzu—he had been dragged in by his hair. “I didn’t mind letting you have a pet…but when you order your…minions…to tamper with MY ship to keep that ill mannered mutt in…” Furiza suddenly seethed, tossing the unconscious Saiyan to the ground. “To hide him from me…as if I would care what the fuck you keep in your room. That’s when I have problems.”

“F-Furiza!”

“What, no LORD? HOW ABOUT YOU USE MY DAMNED TITLE! THAT’S WHAT IT’S THERE FOR!” Furiza raged.

“Y-yes my lord…” Vegeta nearly shouted knowing that if his voice were to drop out of Furiza’s range of hearing, he would be severely punished—Oh but he wanted to whisper so badly. He was TERRIFIED.

“NOW YOU WANT TO SHOUT AT ME! GOOD TO GO!” Furiza screamed in Vegeta’s face, eyes wide with anger, teeth bared.

Vegeta could hear Suzzy whine beside him and he let his eyes slip down to his puppy, frightened for her safety. Cringing back he tried to scrape together some form of a backbone. “Lord Furiza…please…it was all my fault…please don’t punish anyone else but me for the vandalism.” He found the courage to blurt out.

Furiza snorted leaning forward until his lips pressed against Vegeta‘s ear, “Don’t presume to tell me what to do!” He whispered. Leaning forward further, he picked up the dog by the scruff of its neck. “I don’t understand people’s attachment to such creatures…they are dirty…untrained, totally useless…”

The dog was yelping it’s pain, struggling with all its might to get free but Vegeta knew he couldn’t do anything to help. Those chocolate brown eyes, so innocent in that furry white and gray face, pleading with him to get this crazy guy to go away. “L-let her go!” Vegeta cried quite suddenly, surprising himself with the outburst.

“If that is what you want…” Furiza’s clawed hand suddenly let go and Suzzy fell squirming and writhing to the floor where the beastly white lizard’s foot found her. She gave a piercing wail and flew into the wall with a dull THUD.

Vegeta’s eyes followed her path, tears spilling from his eyes as his hands flew to his mouth to cover the ghastly cry that left his own throat. “SUZZY!” He turned on Furiza, throwing a punch square into his master’s face. “YOU MONSTER SHE’S ONLY A PUPPY! WHAT DID SHE EVER DO TO YOU!?” Sobbing harder than he ever remembered doing before, he ran to his pet’s side, seeing that she wasn’t moving.

“Don’t worry…don’t worry…I’ll get you to the doctor. He should be able to fix you up, better than new…” He sobbed, his voice choked with tears. Leaning down, “Its okay Suzzy, Suzzy…Suzzy, it’ll be okay. I won’t let him touch you again.” He was surprised when his beloved Suzzy lifted her head ever so slightly trying to answer to her master’s voice.

“Oh, how endearing.”

Vegeta carefully scooped Suzzy up into his arms and backed away from Furiza, “Don’t you come another step closer, or I swear to god…” He snarled knowing that his pain was still quite visible on his tear soaked face. He just couldn’t stop crying.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Furiza asked, folding his arms over his chest.

“AWAY FROM YOU!” Vegeta howled through the tears.

“Not if you want your little sick friend here to live…” Furzia said with a gruesome smirk on his cruel face. Ambling towards Raditzu’s unconscious form, he placed his foot upon the Saiyan’s head, “You know I’ll do it…I’ll crush his filthy head…now drop the mutt.”

~Nonononononononoon…please don’t make me choose, please oh god, don’t make me have to choose.~

“I SAID!” Furzia breathed heavily, anger flaring again. “PUT THE MUTT DOWN.”

Vegeta looked down into those sweet brownish black puppy eyes he had come to love and broke down all over again. ~Oh god…~ He saw the love in those eyes, saw the trust even through all the pain that were clouding those cute little eyes. “I…I’m sorry,” He sobbed, burying his face into his dog’s bloody fur. Breathing in that damp musky smell that always clung to Suzzy’s fur, he let his shaking hands slip away from her slight body and he watched her tumble unable to twist herself this time. Unable to stop herself from falling onto her injured paw.

Furiza gave a pleased smile, his foot moving away from Raditzu’s head. Vegeta never noticed, his stomach giving a queasy jolt at the sound of his puppy’s yelps and screams of pain. ~Oh god, oh god…I’m so sorry Suzzy…oh god…please forgive me…~

“Now step on it’s rear paw.” Furiza instructed, “Or I’ll cut this bitch’s eyes out and make you eat them whole.”

With that, Vegeta was sick, throwing up nasty bits and pieces of his late afternoon meal. Gulping the partially digest food back down his gullet, he quivered and was nearly sick again. He couldn’t…he WOULDN’T be sick, not here, not now.

“ARE YOU HARD OF HEARING!?” Vegeta could see Furiza’s Ki beginning to gather in his hand and he closed his eyes, quickly putting his bare foot down on Suzzy’s delicate paw. “I SAID STEP!”

He saw a thin beam shoot out from Furiza’s finger, cutting into his best friend’s cheek. Putting his weight down on his foot, he listened to the frenzied yelps, listened to them steadily becoming weaker…weaker…barely whispered now. ~Oh god…~

Another twisted, pleased smile. “Hmmm…what should I have you do next?”

“Please…please no more.” He cried, sinking to his knees, his legs too week to support him now.

“I know…cut it open…I want to see its guts…” Furiza declared as if Vegeta was staying over and they were playing slumber party games—almost as if he were declaring that they should go and play dress up.

Vegeta let the words sink into his head. Letting his trembling hand run over his puppy’s matted fur, he felt her life beginning to slip away. She was dying, there was nothing he could do about it. Feeling something break inside of him, he pulled his hand away, charging his ki. No more tears streaked down his face, he wouldn’t cry again until after Furiza had left. He would not give Furiza that pleasure.

Cutting with his life energy, he watched a steaming pile of organs spill forth and the urge to Vomit rose again.

“Hmmm, look at that, won’t you. I bet they are slimy…pick them up.”

He did as ordered not hesitating a moment, not missing a beat. Holding them up for his master to see, he felt an insane laugh start to well up in his throat. He couldn’t hold it back, he began to laugh his stomach hurting, his eyes aching from crying. “HERE’S YOUR GOD DAMNED GUTS! ARE YOU HAPPY!” He shouted, unable to stop laughing.

Furiza looked shocked for a second before his eyes darkened once more. “You want to laugh? I’ll give you something to laugh about…Eat them.”

Vegeta’s laughter stopped, stopped as if it were cut off with a sharp knife. Looking down at the fist full of hot, slimy meat, his gorge rose again. ~Oh god, I’m going to be sick this time…I won’t be able to stop myself. Then I’ll be punished further…maybe he’ll make me eat…her…all…and…oh god, god give me strength.~

“Eat them, unless you want to eat Raditzu’s guts instead…which one do you want to consume?”

Shuddering, he opened his trembling lips, bringing the still hot meat to his mouth. Biting into it, his stomach heaved and he gulped back his food for the second time that hour. The worst of it was…

The meat didn’t taste bad at all…

~Oh god…oh god…please…oh god…~ He began to eat with gusto, taking bigger and bigger bites, almost choking on the fistfuls he shoved into his mouth.

“Well…it looks as if you enjoyed that…” Furiza said with a false cheerfulness in his voice. Kneeling before the prince, he raised the child’s bloody face. “Did you learn your lesson?”

“Y-yes...lord furiza...yes I did.” Vegeta said in a strong, clear voice even as he gagged on the smell of Furiza’s breath. ~Oh god, just hold on, please god just let me last a few more moments.~

“Good, don’t let this happen again.” Furiza said, his clawed hand closing around the puppy’s corps. Lifting it off the ground he threw it high into the air, blasting it with a ki blast before it was even halfway back to the floor. It exploded like a rotten tomato does when tossed against a door and bits of fur, blood, bone and meat rained down across Vegeta’s room. “Have a good night…I want to see you bright and early down in my training hall…”

Vegeta watched Furiza’s path out of his room and down the hall. When the door had jerked silently shut and he rushed to the bathroom as fast as his trembling legs would take him. Throwing himself before the toilet he barely made it, his stomach heaving up every ounce it held—thankfully.

“Oh god…no…”

Suddenly the tears were back and with fresh images of what he had just done, of what he had just consumed. “Oh god…Oh god…why…” He sniffled, curling up as best as he could, his head resting on the cold porcelain lip of his toilet. Staring through bleary, tear filled eyes down at the remains of his dog.

A/N: I am SORRY for that graphic little bit there, for all you animal lovers out there…I’m not some cold, cruel beast who tortures doges in her free time. I have two dogs of my own…and I bawled my eyes out writing this and nearly got sick at the end… If you have any flames after that, you can send them to me, I don’t care…