Dragon Ball Z - Prison Break (DBZ Fanfiction)

Part 1: The Prison

Goku opened his eyes to find pitch blackness. Then a spotlight turned on from above. He noticed his son, Trunks and Vegeta crouching on the floor next to him. Goku also found himself on the ground and stood up.

"Is the battle over already?" Goku asked rubbing the back of his head.

"You fool!" Vegeta shouted at him. "We've been teleported from the battlefield."

"U-uh, Dad?" Gohan stammered. "What's that on your neck?"

Goku noticed a metallic collar attached to his neck. "I don't know, Son."

He tried to take it off but it didn't budge.

Then all of them realized they had a similar device planted on their body. It was a silver colored metallic collar with a small green light positioned in a square box in the middle.

Another spotlight was turned on to reveal an upraised platform some inches away from them. A mysterious figure appeared standing on the podium.

He was wearing a black shawl over a similarly colored shirt and pants, and he also had white gloves and boots on. He had grey hair and a matching beard. He was also wearing a blue scouter which covered both his eyes. Another figures appeared alongside the first man. This new individual was missing one eye and there was a scar over his empty socket. He was sporting a white cape over green-and-black colored Saiyan armor. He had jet black hair and a mustache of the same color. His gloves and boots were of purple color and his Saiyan tail was arranged around his waist like a belt.

"You!" Vegeta addressed the second figure. "You're a Saiyan!"

The mysterious figure nodded his head. The Z-Warriors noticed that the Saiyan also sported a collar similar to theirs.

"Welcome!" The grey-haired stranger announced raising his arms in the air. "I finally have new additions to my collection."

"Who are you?!" Trunks demanded.

"I am the last of the Tuffle race." The stranger replied.

"No way!" Vegeta waved his arm across him. "We wiped out all of your kind years ago."

"Luckily, my parents arranged a transport vessel for me when you beasts attacked us that night." The Tuffel stated. "I was a young man back then and now I'm old. But I still haven't forgotten all the atrocities your brethren committed against us."

"T-Tuffle?" Trunks stammered. "Father, what is he talking about?"

"Humph." Vegeta wrapped his arms across his chest. "Long ago Planet Vegeta was inhabited by two races. The Saiyans and the Tuffles. But we wiped those weaklings off the planet back then. It's a wonder any of them have survived." A smirk crossed Vegeta's lips.

"And I heard Freiza destroyed Planet Vegeta along with the majority of your kind." The stranger grimaced which led to Vegeta frowning.

"What do you want with us?" Trunks questioned. "The earth is in danger. Where are we?"

"You're on my spaceship." The stranger answered raising both arms again. "I have added you to my collection of warriors. Soon you will be fighting for me and I shall be making Credits. You can call me the Collector."

"Humph. Fight for you? When hell freezes over!" Vegeta tried to fly but he couldn't. "What the hell?!"

"As long as those collars are working, you can't use your energy." The Collector explained. "These were built with the aid of my assistant, Paragus." He referred to the Saiyan standing beside him.

"I don't need energy to kill you. Ahhh!" Vegeta hit the floor fists first. Electricity was charging throughout his body. Then it finally stopped.

"Don't try to exert yourself." The Collector showed them a button on the palm of his glove. "You'll need your energy when you're fighting for me."

All the lights in the room were turned on to reveal jail cells. Only one of them was inhabited by a long-haired muscular man with no upper-body wear who had his back turned to them and was sitting on his bed. Suddenly, the doors of four cells opened automatically.

"Get in before I zap you Saiyan filth to oblivion."

All of the Saiyan heroes exchanged unsure glances before relenting to the Collector's demand.