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Point of no return II

A sudden impact rudely startled Trunks right out of his sleep, pain instantly flaring up in his stomach. He gasped and rolled to his side, his body aching and sore from the miserable excuse of a cot he had slept on. He clutched his stomach and blinked with bleary eyes as he looked around the dimly lit room, wondering what the hell just hit him.

When he saw a large man with Saiyan armor standing over him wearing a red scouter, he got his answer.

"Morning, sunshine," Raditz said, snickering when Trunks shot him a glare. Raditz smirked when he saw it. "What? Don't like my wake up call, kid?"

"How do you guys sleep on these things?" Trunks asked as he pulled himself up so he was sitting. He winced from his aching muscles. "They're rock hard."

"You're a soldier in Frieza's army now, half-breed. Grow a set of balls and act like one," Raditz sneered.

Trunks just scowled at him as he shifted so he was sitting on the edge of his cot. He reached over and picked up his discarded armor off the floor, bringing it up to his lap and sighing. He had slept with his black suit and boots on, having only discarded his scouter, gloves, and armor. His gloves and armor were stained with Vegeta's blood from having helped carry him, and it made him feel sick to see the reminders of that beating. He felt dirty from it and it made him sorely ache for a shower.

He looked up sheepishly at Raditz. "I don't suppose there's anywhere I can take a bath here, is there?"

"Look, this isn't fairy tale land and you're not a little princess. You should've thought harder about joining us if you didn't have the backbone for it, boy," Raditz snapped, before crossing his arms over his chest. Trunks frowned and brought his armor over his head, pulling it down into place before reaching for his gloves. "Now, if you're done bitching, we need you to take Vegeta to a rejuvenation chamber. Me and Nappa have to go get briefed by Zarbon on our next assignment."

Trunks blinked and quickly put his gloves on, before grabbing his scouter. He stood up as he put the red scouter over his left eye, moving around Raditz. Sure enough, Vegeta was still lying where he had been the night before. Trunks had thought for sure that he would already be recovering when he woke up. His blue eyes quickly scanned the room for Nappa, but the Saiyan was nowhere to be seen. Trunks shot Raditz a quick glare, "I can't believe this! How haven't you guys taken him yet?" he demanded angrily, before going over to see his father.

"Oh quit your whining, kid," Raditz said as he rolled his eyes. "Zarbon only now gave the okay."

Trunks studied Vegeta with concerned eyes. His father's skin was pale and sweaty, and he was shivering. His nose was swollen and bent awkwardly and was a dark red. He was coated in dry blood, and Trunks realized with dismay that there was still a trickle of fresh blood coming down his face, clearly coming from his scalp. The teenager put a gentle hand on his father's shoulder, sighing quietly. Vegeta opened one bloodshot eye a little when Trunks touched him, his eye hazy as he reached up with one hand to try to brush Trunks away. Raditz laughed when he saw the motion. Trunks furiously looked over his shoulder at him in response.

"Don't sleep on Vegeta, kid. Even like he is, he'll kick your ass. Anyways, get him over there fast, kid. The more he's in pain, the more he'll want to cause some pain once he's better," Raditz said with a snicker. "Now just make a left and it will be the second door on the right. Someone should be in there that'll know what to do."

Trunks said nothing as he heard Raditz leave. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath when he heard the door close, before grimacing. The smell of Vegeta's blood made him feel nauseated. He took a moment to get his resolve back, before opening his eyes and looking down at his father. Vegeta looked like he had barely survived a horrific car wreck.