Zafira's Story
CHAPTER 2: New Role
One day, Frieza decided to pay the people of planet
Vegeta a visit. Everyone on the planet grew tense and paranoid whenever Frieza came for a
visit because they were all deadly afraid of him. Whenever Frieza came by, his men would
bully them and take whatever they wanted while Frieza would sit on the king's throne and
treat their reigning monarch like a servant, it was embarrassing, but there was nothing
they could do about it. With one word, Frieza could kill any one of them just for ticking
him off. They could only imagine how Frieza treated his own men. "I have a little
surprise for you, King Vegeta," Frieza said as he relaxed on the throne. The doors
opened and in a straight line, Zarbon, Dedoria, and Zafira entered the room, each spaced
apart by about 3 feet. King Vegeta paid no mind to the first three, but his stare never
left Zafira. "Wh-Who..." he trailed off. "You already know Zarbon and
Dedoria. Oh, but then you haven't met Zafira. She's one of my newest warriors. Quite the
fighter and quite the looker, isn't she?" Frieza said and the king just continued to
stare at her. "I want her to stay and be trained by the best fighters your planet has
to offer. And I don't want any of them to go easy on her. Can you do that for me,
Vegeta?" Frieza looked over at the king who was still gawking at Zafira. Zarbon and
Dedoria noticed this and began to snicker. The king snapped out of his trance and nodded.
It wasn't really the fact that she was female that shocked him and his guards. It was more
to the fact that she was saiiyan.
Frieza and his men left the planet Vegeta and Zafira.
Zafira was shown to her room where she would unpack. Just as she was bent over, arranging
her night clothes on the bed, King Vegeta entered the room and of course, took the time to
stare before snapping out of it and walking up to her. "I'd like to personally
welcome you to the planet Vegeta. I had no idea Frieza had females in his fleet," the
king said. "He doesn't. I'm the only one," Zafira replied, not even looking up
at him. "Just what made you so special that he spared you?" he asked, still
eyeing her. She stood upright and looked at him. "I really don't know. "Maybe
Frieza just has a thing for pretty girls," she said remembering the conversation she
overheard between Dedoria and Zarbon and smirked at him. Then the doors slid open and
Cyrene entered. After establishing the status as queen, her armor was cleaner and more
regal and she wore a cape and chain similar to her king's. "Who is this?" the
queen asked in a suspicious tone. "Ah Cyrene, meet Zafira. She'll be staying with us
for a while," he said. "Why? What makes her so important?" Cyrene asked,
glaring at her. "The fact that I'm one of Frieza's generals and the king said
so," Zafira answered in an icy tone and Cyrene grew silent. "Now if you don't
mind, I wish to be escorted to your main training facility to meet your 'best'
fighters," Zafira said, folding her arms.
Zafira was taken to a vast and barren wasteland: no
plants, no animals, no water, just sand. Zafira looked around and smiled. "This is
perfect," she said with approval. The king smirked. Just then, a ship landed and
dozens upon dozens of saiiyan elite exited the craft in a single file. "These are our
best fighters," the king said. Zafira smirked. In no time at all, Zafira was beating
elite warriors left to right. None of them were dead though, Zafira didn't want to at
least give them that. She wanted them all to return to their wives and husbands in defeat.
And so they did. Zafira soon grew bored with fighting and headed back for the palace,
leaving the wasteland littered with defeated saiiyan elite.
Inside a private bathroom, Zafira relaxed in a bubble
bath. She reminisced on her days before being left on Vegeta. She was inside Frieza's ship
with Frieza, Zarbon, and Dedoria. They were discussing her being dropped off on planet
Vegeta. "Why should she be left on planet Vegeta, sir? They're nothing but a bunch of
blasted apes and monkeys," Zarbon said, almost in a tone that suggested he was
defending her. Zafira blinked and stared at him as he spoke. "Zarbon does sort of
have a point. Those saiiyans would only hit on her and possibly have their unsanitary
habits rub off on her," Dedoria said. "And as I said before it is I who makes
the decisions. If I want your opinions, I'll ask for them!" Frieza yelled and the
room grew silent. "But it is rather touching to see you two show so much
concern for your fellow general. Nevertheless, I feel she will be safer under the king's
eye, rather than in the rough territory we are about to venture into. She is skilled, but
she still hasn't reached a stage where she could handle this kind of threat," Frieza
said. And of course, he was right. There was an uprising in the distant part of the
galaxy. Planets were joining in rebellion against Frieza's evil ways. Unlike the other
planets that yielded to Frieza's demands, or were killed on their home planets, these
people chose to fight for their homes and Frieza believed that they must be formidable
enemies to develop the nerve to defy him. And that was that, Zafira couldn't come along.
She sighed. After her bath, she walked through the halls in her bathrobe, eager to get
back to her room and into her warm bed when she passed by the king and queen's quarters.
She grew curious and walked up to it. There was a tiny opening in the door and her
curiosity got the best of her and she peered in. In the rather large bed, the king and
queen were making out very passionately. Both were naked on top of the bed as it was
slowly getting disorganized. The king was surprisingly very passionate and stroked and
caressed Cyrene's skin as they kissed. While he was kissing her neck, she ran her fingers
through his spiky hair and glanced up at the door to see Zafira watching. Zafira merely
stood upright and left as if she had done nothing wrong. Cyrene smirked and got back to
her lovemaking.
The next morning, King Vegeta found Zafira strolling
through the palace grounds, admiring the statues, fountains and the beautiful plant-life
that was growing around her. The king slowly came up behind her. "Do you like it
here?" the king asked. "Yes, it's surprising," Zafira said. The king's brow
rose. "And why is that?" he asked. "Because Zarbon told me you were nothing
but a bunch of unsanitary apes and monkeys," she replied. The king sneered.
"Well as you can see, we're not all like that. I prefer to be called a rather unique
and VERY powerful race. We're capable of so much, and we've accomplished so much. I don't
think mere apes or monkeys could do that," Vegeta said. "And if we were mere
apes or monkeys...wouldn't that make YOU one too?" he asked, looking deep into her
eyes. Zafira smiled at him,"Believe me, I'm no mere monkey. If I were, I wouldn't be
one of Frieza's top generals and I surely wouldn't be able to defeat your best fighters as
easily as I just did." The king smirked. He loved looking at her when she smiled. Not
only was she refreshing to look at, he thought, but whenever that smirk curled her lips,
it would turn him on.
The next day, King Vegeta came storming into his
throne room, furious with rage. His advisor stood by his throne. "Whatever is the
matter, sire?" he asked. "The palace doctors have just informed me that Cyrene
is sterile! Incapable of having ANY children!" the king yelled. "Wasn't it YOU
that said she was VERY capable of bearing an heir?!" the king yelled. The advisor
cowered before him. Zafira watched from behind the door and shook her head and tsk'ed. The
day was the same as usual: breakfast, fighting, lunch, fighting, dinner and then bed.
That night as Vegeta and Cyrene were preparing for
bed, she cuddled up next to him in her skimpy night gown, rubbing onto his arm as he sat
in bed, shirtless. "Having any certain urges tonight, my king?" she asked with a
smirk on her face. But the king merely pulled his arm away from her. "I'm suddenly in
no mood to make out," the king said, without looking at her and stepped out. Cyrene
merely fold her arms angrily. Vegeta exited the bedroom, hugging into a black robe and
walking down the hallway. A sudden urge of curiosity kicked in as he peeked into the crack
of one of the bathrooms. There, Zafira sat, relaxing in her bubble bath. She thought about
how boring the day was and how anxious she was to get back to Frieza. But then she thought
about Vegeta, not just the planet, but it's king. He's was quite a ruler: he was
intelligent, a skilled fighter, an honored ruler, and a handsome saiiyan. She blushed at
the thought. "Handsome"?! Him?! What am I thinking! Zafira, you've been on
this planet a little bit TOO long!" she thought. She stood up. Vegeta's eyes
widened. There stood before him was a beautiful goddess of a saiiyan in all her naked
glory. Soon he began to ponder why he didn't marry her instead. The idea was ludicrous. He
had already chosen his queen, but she cannot bear an heir to the throne and this one might
be able to. She dried herself off and threw on her white robe before exiting the bathroom.
Vegeta had to find a place to hide, but it was too late, the door opened and there stood
Zafira. "It looks like we have a peeping tom in our midst," Zafira said with a
smirk. The king merely blushed and stumbled, trying to apologize, but she walked past him
and head for her room. Just as she stepped inside, Vegeta stood by the doorway.
"Yes?" she asked, not looking. He stepped inside and closed the door. The king
tried to think of some kind of conversation but to bring up, but alas, he couldn't come up
with the words. "I heard about Cyrene. I'm sorry," Zafira said. Vegeta merely
sighed, "You have nothing to apologize for. I am sorry for not evaluating her first
instead of going based on her appearance." Then he looked up at her, who was now
facing him, and eyed every inch of her body. Zafira looked into his eyes with a look of
sympathy, which turned to one of surprise as he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply.
She soon closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms wrapped
possessively around her waist as he led her to the bed and slowly placed her down. He
quickly discarded his own clothing and proceeding to hers. He pulled off her robe, leaving
her tiny towel. Just as he reached for it, Zafira placed her hand over his. "I can't
do this. I'd be dishonoring the crown. You should be doing this with your wife, not a
complete stranger," she said. "Forget about her, just for tonight," he said
and reached up to kiss her again. Zafira lay on her back naked and gasped as the king's
manhood entered her. She clutched the bed sheets and lay there, covered in sweat. The king
merely smiled down at her, holding onto her thighs and pushing deeper and deeper inside of
her. He chuckled, finding it slightly amusing to see her reaction to lovemaking. The
ritual went on the entire night.
The next morning, Zafira went straight to the fighting
grounds to resume battling with the planet's best fighters while Vegeta was in the palace
dining hall, enjoying his meal when Cyrene came in. He looked up at her once and then went
back to his meal. She eyed him suspiciously and sat down to her breakfast. "Where did
you go last night, husband?" she asked. "To the palace gardens to think,"
he said, obviously lying and she could tell too, but didn't bother approaching the subject
any more. After training, Zafira came walking down the hall, headed for the dining hall
for her lunch when she ran into Cyrene. She glared at Zafira. "What are you staring
at?" Zafira asked in an icy tone. "I know you were up to something last night, I
just don't know what. But if I do, I swear I'll see to it that you pay!" and with
that Cyrene stormed off. Zafira paid it no mind and headed down the hallway. That night,
the king came to Zafira's sleeping quarters again, relieved her of her clothing and made
love to her the entire night. This happened every few nights for a month until one night
when Cyrene began to suspect that Vegeta wasn't where he claimed to be and walked down the
halls. She heard a noise.."Is that...moaning?" she thought. She peeked
into Zafira's room and gasped at what she saw. Zafira was in the arms of her husband in
the very act of making love in her bed. Zafira stroked his back and ran her fingers
through his hair while he kissed her neck and pushed himself deeper inside of her. Zafira
happened to glance up at the door to see Cyrene. Cyrene balled up her fist and glared at
her, but Zafira merely smirked and closed her eyes.
The next morning, Cyrene approached her in the hall.
"You little bitch! I saw what you did the other night! How dare you!" Cyrene
yelled, grabbing the attention of the servants at the other ends of the hall. Zafira
merely smirked. "Why are you smiling? Do you find this funny?!" she yelled.
Zafira merely sighed and leaned over to her and whispered in her ear,"If you're going
to get mad at anyone, it should be your husband. After all, he's the one that came in MY
and took off MY clothes." Then Zafira winked and walked the other way to head for the
training room. "I DEMAND A DUEL WITH HER!" Cyrene yelled as she slammed a
proclamation down on the table before Vegeta and his court. "What?" Vegeta said.
"I want to battle that bitch in a duel. NOW!" she demanded. Vegeta knew why she
wanted the duel and merely shook his head, already predicting the outcome. "Very
well," he said. Some of the guards could be heard murmuring, 'catfight' and playfully
growling under their breath.
This battle was held in a special arena where all the
inhabitants of Vegeta came to watch. Everyone was alive with gossip and chatter. No one
knew why the queen wanted to battle her, but knew it would quite a battle. And soon it
began, first, the planet's queen entered the arena in her usual outfit. Then Zafira
entered and the battle began. The two threw strong, earthshaking punches and kicks, both
were dodging and avoiding the others attacks and soon the battle took to the air. Cyrene
soon had the upper hand and began punching Zafira left to right, just before grabbing her
by the ankle and throwing her into the dirt. The crowd grew silent, waiting for her to
either get up or stay down. Cyrene descended down upon her with a smirk. "Looks like
I win," she said, but at that instant, Zafira opened her eyes and with a single,
large blast, destroyed Cyrene. The arena grew silent. Their queen was gone. At that
moment, King Vegeta left his seat and descended down to the arena and looked down at
Zafira, who got up and dusted herself off. Vegeta took her by the wrist. "Let it be
known, Cyrene is gone and a new queen has been established! Hail Queen Zafira!" he
yelled out for all to hear. Everyone stood up from their seats and yelled, "Long live
the queen! Long live the queen! Long live the queen!" Zafira was rather surprised.
She expected to be arrested or banned or something. Immediately after the coronation, she
was cleaned up and thrown into her royal robes. In place of her usual uniform, she wore a
strapless, ankle-length dress that hugged her curves. The V-line stretched down, just
below her breasts and strings were used to barely keep the top from coming apart. She wore
a white cape, the same gloves, and the same necklace as Vegeta's. Zafira quickly got
adjusted to her new role as queen and with a baby on the way, it would be a happy role.