Everyone that Freeza killed?

::Authors note:: My spelling is one to be feared. I have and have always had trouble with spelling

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Cold. That is the only thing Daktin could think about as he tossed and turned on the hard spaceship bed. Space made heating an entire ship difficult and sucks energy up like water on desert sand, but it still is possible. Unless of course you\'re king had called you up and demanded that you drop everything you\'re doing and pick up some demi-Brat from a backwater planet called Eaarth \'or something like that\' and get back to planet Vegeta as soon as possible. Then sparing the extra energy needed for heat would no longer be an option.

\'Fucking Ojirins\' Daktin thought as he finally gave up on sleep and got up to get dressed and ready for yet another exciting day in space. Having spent 2 months in space without heat had made living miserable. Everyone was chilled to the bone and even though sayjins could adapt to many weather conditions, it still sucked having to freeze you\'re tail off.

Daktin exited his quarters and moved down the hall to where the demi-sayjin was residing. \'Lucky little shit gets heat in his room\' Daktin thought as he made his way down the hall curling his tail just a little tighter around his waist trying to keep the sensitive appendage warm. \'Well can\'t have the prince freezing to death\' he kept thinking. It was weird calling the odd haired boy a prince, but he was. Trunks Vegeta Briefs was technically the next in line to the throan. Of course the boy would abdicate his right to his youger half brother, but he needed to pass the challenges first.

Appearing at the door, he waited a second while the door anounced his presence with a light tone, before he entered.

The Young man had a black fleece-like blanket around his shoulders and was wearing headphones and writing in a book. Vegeta had ordered him to learn as much of the language and culture as humanly possible before he got to planet Vegeta. \'You need to know when people are insulting you\' Daktin heard the king say when he was a student taking a break from training. \'It\'s rather difficult to intimidate an enemy that mocks you and calls you a dirty little animal while, with a smile on their face, holds up food as a \'kind\' gesture.\' The boy looked up and removed the headphones letting them dangle around his neck.

\"Tired?\" Daktin asked him knowing damn well by the purple circles that the boy had slept very little.

Trunks simply nodded and smiled weakly before yawning. \"How much longer?\" he managed to say before another yawn claimed his mouth.

\"A day or two.\" Again answering quickly waiting for anything else the boy had to say. He hated mindless chit chat and just wanted to leave this room. \'Why couldn\'t his Highness have Kakato keep an eye on this boy?\' Daktin thought.

As the awkward silence settled in Trunks found it hard to keep any sort of conversation with this particular sayjin. Sighing Trunks decided to ask the burning question.

\"Why can\'t I tell anyone who my father is yet?\"

Daktin looked at him for a moment before diverting his gaze to no particular spot on the wall trying to put this as gentally as possible to the emotional creature.

\"Sayjins rarely ever bread out of our own species. And when we do the offspring are never truely accepted.\"

Cue confused face.

\"Sayjins respect power and there hasn\'t benn a single demi-sayjin yet that has proven his worth in the castle. The only place for a demi-sayjin in the castle is as a servent or a very low class soldier, not because of prejudice, but because that is as far as they have made it. Understand?\"

\"Kind of.\" Trunks said letting the words set in a little. \"You mean if a Demi-sayjin had the power of an elite then he or she could be an elite.\"

\"Of course.\"

\"Ohh..\" Trunks nodded and smiled, \"Then I should have no problem then proving myself. But you still didn\'t answer my question. Why?\"

\"Because the Ojirin family is desperate. This is the strongest their family has ever been and they have influences everywhere. If they found out that another member of the Vegeta bloodline existed there would be no telling what ends they would go to as to make sure you don\'t meet the challenges.\"

\"Challenges?\"

\"Any sayjin who thinks him or herself worthy of challenging the throan has the opportunity to do so at the kings 50th birthyear. At that time the Heir or Heirs defend their family throan by accepting any and every challenge.\"

\"So if a hundren sayjins challenged me..\"

\"Then you would face them all, one after another, one at a time until either you or they fall.\"

Trunks blinked a few time before removing the head phones and making his way towards the bed. He retreated under the covers before catching the questioning eye of Daktin.

\"I think I\'m gonna need some sleep if I have to face a hundred sayjins.\" He said with a grin before lying down and dozing off to sleep.

Daktin just looked at the boy in the bed and wondered what it would be like to have the Ojirins as rulers. \'No demi-sayjin has ever proven themself worthy in the castle\' his words echoed in his head as he left. \'This is going to be the most intresting ceremony ever.\' He thought as the door closed behind him leaving a now sleeping halfbreed behind its facade of safety. The planet itself is cruel, ruthless, and the weak are sniffed out and fed to the wolves.

\'Poor tainted sayjin. You should\'ve stayed home\'

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A croud of people had made their way to the docking area to see the arrival of the \'new sayjin\' as the rumer had so kindly named him. Apparently the information of the little detour had left the sanctity of the ship and the king to spread to the entire castle and most of the kingdom.

\"I heard he is the strongest sayjin next to the king.\" One bold warrior mentioned to her friend.

\"I heard that he is cute too.\" The friend chirped back recieving a smile from her counter part.

The group of people hushed their commotion as the men and women began to depart from the ship. One sayjin grabbed his mate and ate as his mouth hungrily before dragging the air starved teen away from the ogling crowd.

Daktin was one of the last to leave the ship irritated with the information leak that was apparent in the current situation. The people moved aside to allow his passing creating a clear walkway to the king himself. Vegeta personally found this all rather amusing.

\"All this for a Demi-sayjin.\" He mentioned to his first guard as Daktin took his place by the kings side. \"Wont they be surprised?\"

As if on cue a rather hesitant and shy looking youth began to appear from the ship. The entire crowd went silent aside from hushed whispers that floated on the heavy air. Trunks tried his hardest not to be embarassed but the looks and the whispers were really starting to get him self conscious.

Taking pity on the poor boy Vegeta stood up, \"Welcome,\" his voice boomed in the landing dock area commanding silence and respect from everyone. The crowd turned their attention to the king and bowed.

The only soul that remained standing was that of an uncomfortable half-breed now unsure of what to do. Bow or stand? \'This is my father and by all respects I am a prince so I shouldn\'t have to bow. Right?\' Trunks began to second guess himself when the asstonished stares made their way to him suprised that the king hadn\'t struck him down for his impertinence.

\"So where\'s my 20 Birthday cards Dad?\" Trunks managed having the trade mark \'screw it all\' vegeta attitude kick in. \"By my calculation you owe me 2 grand, a stripper, and two years worth of alchol.\" He finished watching as the bowing sayjins hit the floor.

Vegeta chuckled at first, allowing the amusment of situation to humer him. Then he laughed as the boys words became clearer. Not only did His son just announce himself as the kings\' son, and a prince of Vegeta-sei, but he demanded gifts from him, The King infront of his subjects. \'Truely he is my son\' Vegeta thought allowing his laughter to subside.

\"Perhaps after dinner boy, we have a few things to discuss first.\" He declared motioning for Trunks to follow him out of the room full of shocked sayjins.

Now down the hall Vegeta looked to his son,\" Have you always had this much tact?\"

Trunks could only chuckle and rub his cheeks trying to get the red out while following his father to the dining hall.

\'his father\' Trunks thought glancing over and allowing a smile to grace his lips.