Disclaimer:
I in no way own DBZ... although if I did, you'd all know it... Vegeta isn't mine tear although you'd REALLY know if he was XD
Beings like Us
Chapter One:
Beings like Us
It was that restless time of the year, the time where humans act strange and Saiyans act even stranger. Vegeta padded through the woods quietly, his arms folded across his chest in his arrogant way, the way he had always been when he didn't show his soft side... which was extremely rare. Tonight he was walking. He wouldn't fly... he would walk. Softly, he let out a sigh as each boot stepped in front of the other quietly.
"Yurusunai.." He growled slightly, looking up at the darkness and stars, twitching his tail. Every night now he had been passing Kakorott's house, looking inside discretely as he walked by, yet not enough to actually spy on the baka. Shaking his head, he tried to drive the thoughts from his mind. The Saiyans had grown closer... but Goku was getting worse. Chi Chi had held him together like glue.. and when she died, all he did was fall apart. He sighed again, finally taking off into the night, a slight glow behind him as his tail twitched again in the air. It was a habit. As he soared, the huts that dotted the woods disappeared and grew into larger homes, lights dotting the windows and finally into a larger city that branched off to the west.
Tonight, something caught his eyes... as well as his nostrils. A NEW scent, something he had only experienced once or twice in his life... and it was faint, hard to decipher. His curiosity got the better of him and he turned on a 90 degree angle swiftly, heading towards a new part of the forest. Faint light below; followed by a stronger scent told him he was close.
"Kami..." He whispered, floating down, but away from the light, which to his surprise, was raw energy. His hard eyes adjusted slowly, the scent filling his nostrils again. Female... his eyes flew open. Lots of females... well, to him, more than one female was a lot... there must have been at least 8 or 9 here... and their scent was masked of feline characteristics. Using stealth, he stepped closer, peering through the thick brush that tickled his skin. Ahead the females rested on rocks, now asleep it had seemed... except for one. He tried to peer closer, but that failed as well. She was different, yet strangely reminded him of Saiyans males. Could she perhaps be... no... that was impossible... the last of the Saiyans were... he shook his head again. Impossible.
The one he watched seem to be the leader. He could feel her life force and she was strong, perhaps not as strong as he was, but she seemed as if she was almost lost. She should be... he had never seen beings like those before, even if they did oddly represent Saiyans. The branch under his foot announced his presence and she turned her head, eyes turning into feline, tail elongating into a fluffed mess of matted fur and sweat. Something had disturbed her, or scared her... it wasn't him either. It was something else. The feline woman watched the rest of her clan carefully, although she did twitch her tail and glare at the bush Vegeta had been hiding in. He scoffed to himself. He could easily take out each one of these women with ease. Or could he?