Enchanted Ties

(Note, in this story Kakkarot never goes to Earth. However he does go to Namek, and from there he will go to several different planets. What those planets will be I don’t know yet but he never meets Bulma, Tien, Yamcha, Chichi or any of the others. Gohan will be born and so will Trunks and Goten but not by Bulma and Chichi of course and they will be pure blood. Oh I forgot Piccolo is in this story but he’s different.)


Back on Vegetasie,

Bardock paced his living room his anger wearing holes in the carpet. His older son Raditz was still in recovery from being attacked and beaten. It took all of his will power not to storm up to the castle and demand to know what happened to his son. He knew that Kakkarot was no longer on Vegetasie for he felt his Ki level leave the planet several hours ago. Worry nagged him nearly to insanity over what happened to his son. Finally not being able to take the emotions he was fighting he grabbed his coat and ran out the front door. Taking off into the air he made his way to the castle where he would demand to see the king himself.

King Vegeta sat behind his desk panting from the punishment that he had given his son. Prince Vegeta was sent off to the healing bay to recover from the wounds that he had inflicted. He hadn’t wanted to whip his son but felt that he had no choice in the matter. It was either that or let the Prince continue to defy his every order until there was nothing left he could do. He looked up from the wood of his desk when he heard shouting outside his chamber door. He recognized the voices of his guards but not the voice of the other screaming at them to get out of his way.

Bardock slammed the doors open in his fury and didn’t even bother with bowing as he let himself in. He made a beeline right for the king and slammed his fists upon the desk. The guards came rushing in and grabbed him around his throat ready to pull him away from the king. Bardock snarled and threw Ki blasts at them, then in one swift movement flipped the guard holding him over and on to the floor with a loud crash.

“Enough! Leave this Saiyan alone and leave my chambers now!” the King barked.

The Guards climbed to their feet, bowed, and left the room reluctantly closing the doors behind them but standing close just incase. Bardock panted as he watched them leave, he knew that he was being foolish. He was not only Raditz and Kakkarot’s father but their mother as well. His dominate mate had died in the war a long time ago. There was no way he could take on the King alone.

“What do you want? How dare you come storming in here like that breeder!” The King snarled.

“I want my SON!” Bardock snarled back.

“Your son? I know nothing about him,” the king replied coldly.

“He was a breeder that was auctioned off at the ceremony. A tall boy, with wild spiky hair like mine, well he is a mirror of me only with pale skin.”

“Ah I do seem to recall him but what are you talking about? There are no auctions here, the breeders are chosen by Elites and Nobles to be mated with.”

“Then why is my son not here on Vegetasie?” Bardock questioned.

“How should I know? I don’t keep tabs on all the breeders that come and go!” the king retorted angrily.

Bardock began to pant again his tail waving back and forth trying to cool his body. He turned back to the King with a pleading look. He wanted his son back so badly but if the king didn’t know what was going on in his own castle then someone was lying to him and the prince no doubt.

“You are being deceived my lord,” Bardock said pacing again.

“You are in heat breeder why have you come here in your cycle?” the king questioned watching Bardock closely.

“Stop calling me that!” Bardock turned angry at being addressed as so.

“Is that not what you are? A Third class breeder?” the king asked shrugging.

“I am a warrior! I am not a fucking BREEDER!” Bardock screamed his Ki flaring.

The king sighed he knew that this breeders emotions were just getting out of his control. It was the only reason that he was not beating him into the floor at that moment. He watched the breeder as he paced and began to notice how nice he looked. His tanned skin fit nicely with his dark tail and his wild hair. He had scars on his face but they didn’t take away his appearance but add to it. His last mate was nice looking but this breeder was beautiful.

“What is your name. . .warrior?” the king said after a short pause.

“I am Bardock,” he answered quickly still pacing and panting.

The king smiled and pointed to the chair across from himself, he wanted to get to know this Saiyan better. Bardock took the offered chair and sat down but he still fidgeted around as his heat grew worse. His panting sped up more but he tried to ignore the heat that was coming off of his skin.

“Relax Bardock, if you don’t you might hyperventilate and pass out.”

“I don’t care it’s hot in here.”

“No, it’s you that is hot not the room. Tell me about yourself you said you had a son. Is he the only one?” the king asked smirking.

“No, I have two sons. The one I came here about it my youngest and my oldest is in the hospital being treated for wounds.”

“Get in a fight?”

“You can say that, with those damn Gatherers that come around and take breeders to be auctioned off.”

“I told you breeder that there is no auctions on this planet.”

“Then you have been told wrong!” Bardock growled.

“Where is your mate? Shouldn’t he be helping you right now?” the king asked noticing that Bardock was getting desperate.

“He’s dead,” Bardock answered. He needed to get out of that room and back to his home and quick.

The king smiled at this, if this breeder had no mate then nothing was stopping him from claiming him. He slowly rose to his feet and began to stalk around his own desk towards Bardock. The breeder took this as a threat and quickly fell into a fighting stance growling. King Vegeta paused for a moment taking in the way the breeder held himself.

“I am warning you! Don’t come any closer!” Bardock snarled his auburn tail slicing through the air in agitation.

“I am your king how dare you speak to me in that manner!” Vegeta snarled.

Fear slipped through Bardock’s aggravated mask for a brief moment before he collected his wits about him again. He glared at the king and began to slowly back himself towards the opened window. He couldn’t very well fly out of there but he was sure that if he jumped he would land on one of the vender tents below the castle. There he would run as fast as he could back towards the desert and away from all of the dominate males surrounding the palace.

King Vegeta held his ground watching Bardock closely until he did the unthinkable. Bardock climbed up onto the window seal and stared directly at him. Vegeta began to move across the room towards the breeder to stop him from jumping. Bardock growled at him and gave him a cold but scared look.

“You can’t have me,” he told him before throwing himself backwards out the window.

King Vegeta was there in two seconds snatching the breeders arm and holding on for his life. Bardock smacked into the wall and saw stars before passing out from the strength of the blow. Vegeta sighed as he yanked Bardock back into the room before someone looked up and notice them. He gathered the unconscious Saiyan into his arms and carried him off into his bed room. He placed him on his bed and then went in search of a washcloth and some cold water to clean the blood off of his head.

“You are more trouble than your worth already,” the King muttered returning to the room.

On Frieza’s ship

Kakkarot pulled himself out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. Once there he noticed that Dodoria was still in the room waiting for him. They stared at each other from across the room. One was looking at the other with pure lust while the other gave a weary impression and lowly growled.

“I ain’t gonna do nothing to ya,” Dodoria said with a heavy sigh. “Go to bed ya need to sleep cause Lord Frieza wants you in the morning.”

Kakkarot nodded and stiffly walked over to his bed and climbed in. Just before he fell asleep he wanted some of his questions answered and knew that this maybe his only time to ask them.

“What is Lord Frieza like?” he asked Dodoria.

“Well. . Um. . .to tell ya the truth you will just have to wait to see for your self.”

With that Dodoria left the room leaving Kakkarot full of fear and even more questions then before. He had heard things about Frieza but they were just mostly rumors and being the kind of person he was, he didn’t believe any of them until he saw for himself if they were true. So far a few of the rumors came out to be pure lies but that didn’t mean that all of them were so. Burying his head under his covers Kakkarot forced himself to put his restless mind at ease.

He didn’t know how long he had been asleep when he heard the first scream. Thinking that it was just part of his nightmare he rolled over and was about to go back to sleep when another scream tore into his room. Jolting up into a sitting position he closely listened and sure enough another pain filled scream came bubbling into his room. He noticed the voice pleading and immediately ran to the vent connecting his room with Serphent’s. Kakkarot closely listened and then jerked back with horror written over his face. Serphent was getting raped by someone in the other room. Who he wasn’t sure but the boy was screaming his head off in pain and fear. Kakarrot shook with a mixture of rage and disgust. He began banging on his door demanding that he be let out of his room at once.

Dodoria ran to his room a top speed but he was also followed closely by Zarbon and Frieza who had been out for a stroll. Dodoria ripped open his door and Kakarrot immediately shoved his way out and ran for Serphent’s room. Zarbon raised an eyebrow but then his face contorted into rage as he too heard Serphent scream in agony. With out even meaning to Kakarrot ripped the door off of it hinges and threw it across the hall. Frieza smirked at the display of sudden strength that his charge showed.

Kakarrot ran into the room and found some random guard raping Serphent as he screamed and cried trying to get away. Snarling like a tiger Kakarrot was on the guard and sank his teeth into the aliens neck ripping at the flesh with his sharp canines. With in seconds the guard was backing out of the room his blood spurting into the air painting the walls red here and there. Kakarrot turned his back on the dying alien and climbed onto the bloodstained bed to hold the crying Saiyan.

Zarbon came into the room and didn’t even spare a glance at the dead guard as he made his way over to Serphent. He reached his hand out to touch the boy but Kakarrot snarled and snapped at the hand. His instincts told him to protect the young Saiyan and he followed them blindly.

Zarbon snatched his hand back before he was bitten by the protective Saiyan. Glaring he reached out to take his charge back so that he could get him examined but Frieza’s pet once again proved to be difficult. Frieza himself was having a good old laugh out of watching Zarbon try and fail to get his own pet back. Zarbon huffed and then it dawned on him to try to talk the motherly Saiyan down from being protective.

“Easy there, I am not going to hurt him. I just want to take him to the medical bay to get his wounds looked at. I had no idea that any one else was in here otherwise I wouldn’t have left him alone.”

Kakarrot listened to him but his tail still swished wildly in the air showing that he was not going to back off and let anyone near the injured child. For that was what poor Serphent was, he wasn’t even old enough to breed and yet they sold him off anyways. Growling Kakarrot pulled Serphent closer to himself and noticed that the blood was still flowing out of the boy.

“You better not harm him,” Kakarrot growled allowing Zarbon to wrap his arms around Serphent.

“I will do no such thing,” Zarbon vowed and then slowly walked out of the room with the whimpering boy.

Frieza lazily walked into the room and grabbed Kakarrot by his hair forcing him to look him in the eye. “Don’t you ever pull something like this again you hear me?” he warned him.

“Yes master,” Kakarrot answered.

Frieza smirked and then backhanded Kakarrot so hard his teeth rattled in his mouth and he fell off of the bed. Slowly climbing up on his knees his whipped his mouth on the back of his hand staring once again at his own blood. Then Frieza back handed him again this time sending him sliding across the floor and toward Dodoria.

“Lock him in his room and get someone to clean this mess. I still want to see him in the morning. Feed him nothing and he is to come to me in chains only. It seems I need to in force the rules that I am going to teach him.”

“As you wish Lord Frieza,” Dodoria said bowing.

Frieza left the room with out so much as a backward glance at his shaking pet. Dodoria showed Kakarrot a bit of sympathy before leaning over and grabbing him by his hair to drag him back to his own room. Once there he flung him in and slammed the door shut locking it behind him. Kakarrot remained on the floor where he landed bleeding from his mouth and nose. He didn’t know what set him off, he never killed anything before in his life but when he took the life of that guard he almost got a sadistic pleasure out of it.

Covering his eyes he felt himself begin to cry at the very thought of enjoying killing. What made it worse was that he wanted to kill something else just to see if he could get that pleasure again. Shaking his head he made a silent vow that he would NEVER take another life unless there was no other way for him to get by. If he could talk someone down instead of killing them then he would.

Kakarrot fell into another uneasy sleep thinking about what sort of things that his master was going to do to him tomorrow. He said he was going to have to in force his rules but he didn’t know exactly what that meant. He did know that he was supposed to be some kind of sex slave but there had been no mention of that as well. He just hoped that tomorrow would prove to be a better day even if he were to face some sort of punishment for his actions tonight.


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