The Next Life
I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho nor will I ever, as I am just a poor Mexican.
"Tell me." Vegeta began as he raised his eyes from the dirt to the ground to make eye contact with the namekian. "Will I meet that clown Kakarot in the afterlife?" He asked as the wind picked up around them.
"I'm not gonna lie to you Vegeta although the answer may be difficult for you to hear. Goku devoted his life to protecting the lives of others, because of his selflessness when he died he was allowed to keep his body and proceed to King Kai's planet. You on the other hand have spent your life in pursuit of your own selfish desires, you've caused too much pain. When you die, you will not receive the same reward." He spoke bluntly, seeing no reason to spare the saiyan princes feelings.
The high pitched piercing wind occupied the silence as Vegeta thought of the true implications of Piccolo's words. He smirked, "So be it then. Take the boys, and hurry!" He said as he shifted his gaze to Buu as he paraded up the crater Vegeta had kicked him into. He felt the chilling wind blow against him as Piccolo took off with his son in his arm.
"You stay, you fight Buu." The monster screamed in its annoying high pitched voice.
His resolve strengthened, "Yes! That's right you disgusting pink bloated freak!" He yelled, he licked his chops and growled as Buu steamed. "Your fight is with me, the others are of no concern to you!"
"You mean! Buu hate you" Vegeta chuckled to himself venomously as Buu worked himself into a frenzy. "You talk mean to Buu?! Buu make you hurt bad!" Majin Buu said as he beat his chest and blew steam.
Vegeta smirked and reopened his busted lip, "I think I finally understand you, let's go!" He said as he flared his aura. The electrifying feeling mixing and combining with the prospect of a fight to the death. His last stand! His atonement! With renewed vigor he pushed his aura out further finally understanding what needed to be done. Mountains themselves were pushed away, the clouds swirled and fell apart as the mountainscape shook as a result of Vegeta's barely contained aura. He smiled as he saw the freak looking down at itself, wondering what was happening.
The sweat poured off his temple and his heart pounded against his chest but his grin grew wider."You, you are a fool. I am going to crush you, and throw you into the wind." He said as he pushed his aura out even further. His vision glazed over as his own aura began to blind him, he closed his eyes fully accepting the darkness that was sure to envelop him when he finished. The images of his loved ones all appeared in his mind, "Trunks, Bulma, I do this for you." He opened his eyes, refusing to shy away from staring death in the eyes, "and yes, even for you Kakarot." He set his arms down and screamed as the pent up energy released and tore him apart from the inside.
He busted his head against the metal frame of a bed as he violently awoke. "What the fuck!" He said as he held his head, he rubbed the back of his hair as he silently grumbled. He opened his eyes and panicked, he fell out of the bed and landed on the cold metallic ground. The whole facility shook as he did, his vision blurred and his head spun from the hit as he looked around, "What the fuck!" He screamed as his eyes finally landed on the window to the side of him. He was in a spaceship, in space?! He quickly got to his feet and fell backwards into the wall to breathe. He analyzed the room again, this time without the concussion. He was on a ship. In a room, with a door, in the middle of space.
So he wasn't being kidnapped, otherwise there wouldn't be a door. He forced himself off the wall and went through the door, 'the control panel?' Vegeta thought confusedly. So he was on a ship alone in space, he scanned over the numbers and dates onto the computer interpreting them in his head.
"HEY VEGETA!" Nappa yelled, causing Vegeta to trip over a chair and hit his head again.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Vegeta screamed as his ship shook, his eyes jumped about his former partner looking him up and down in complete disbelief. "How, how are you alive?"
"Geez Vegeta, Recoome must of done a number on you. You're acting crazy, I'm sorry for scaring you my prince. Do you need to me to remind you of our mission?" Nappa asked.
Vegeta scowled and forced his face to convey blankness, "Spit it out now Nappa." He said, as he slowly pieced together what was happening.
"Zarbon sent us to galaxy XR to purge the planet exactly 92.96 million miles from there galaxy's sun, it'll take us two years to get there in these ships; we'll need to stop for food once on the way there and I know this really really nice place on the way there we can gorge ourselves at and-"
"Nappa why would Zarbon send us on a mission two years away from Frieza's ship, why would Zarbon tell us to do anything?! We don't take orders from Zarbon?" Vegeta asked as he held his head, none of this made any sense. Was he in the past, how was he in the past, why was he in the past. He was a saiyan, saiyans never forget; and yet he didn't remember Earth being two whole years away from the base. Was this some sort of alternate universe?
"I'm not sure prince Vegeta, I suspect it's because Frieza's going off to his home planet as he does around this time of year, it'll take 4 years for him to get there though; his planet is on the other side of the galaxy. As cold as can be."
Vegeta's eyes popped out of his skull, "So he wants to keep us busy?"
"Well actually he didn't send us on this mission, Zarbon did as he was put in charge during Frieza's absence. I guess he just didn't feel like dealing with us for the next two years."
"I see, thank you Nappa. How long should I set the stasis?"
Nappa's eyebrow raised "U-um, a year and a half Vegeta." He stuttered, in shock at Vegeta's behavior. He actually thanked him.
"Okay, that'll be all." Vegeta spoke as he shut off the communicator. The screen blackened and Vegeta saw his reflection in it, he was younger and he couldn't fill out his body suit. He turned away from the screen and sneered at himself, his power level had definitely been severely hit. He felt nauseous. The saiyan prince pulled up the chair that he tripped over and melted into it. The stasis gas filled the ship and Vegeta's nostrils, he sighed as the gentle hum of the ship lulled him into a stasis induced slumber, he silently thanked the gas. As he no longer had to think of the possible loss of his future, his children and wife much more than his power level. -
Vegeta's back cracked and popped his back against his back as the humming grew around him, signifying that the ship was landing. The humming abruptly stopped and Vegeta stood up for the first time in a year and a half, his calves popped as he did. He craned his neck and walked off his ship to the sight of Nappa grinning at him.
"Check this place out Vegeta!" Nappa said as he dashed into the restaurant, "I love this place!" He yelled from inside.
Vegeta's groan and his stomach ached synced up as he walked into the pub, "Nappa what pray tell, is so special about this place?" He said as he crossed his arms and looked over the place. The dripping pipes assaulted his ears and the disgusting wafting fragrances coming from the basement raped his nose.
"The food Vegeta! Raditz will vouch for me. He should be here soon actually." Nappa said as he pulled out a chair for him and Vegeta, he sat down and tapped the seat next to him, "Fit for a prince, no.. A prince Vegetaaaa."
Vegeta groaned as he sat deciding to ignore the oaf's humor to focus on the fact that he said Raditz would be here, okay. Raditz was alive, that was odd. But he wasn't here. Vegeta cringed as his thoughts were interrupted by his idiot partner.
"Waiter! Who's dick do I gotta suck to get some service around here!" Nappa screamed as he banged his fist against the table. He smirked as the waitress rushed out of the back to serve him and Vegeta, "Well hello there miss."
She cleared her throat, "hello, have you decided on your meal?"
"Everything on the menu please."
"O-of course sirs, here's your bill." She said as she ripped the paper out of her notebook.
"Vegeta you'll pick this up for us right?" Nappa asked as he eyed the waitresses ass as she walked away.
Vegeta growled as he pulled his card out of his breastplate, "Where's Raditz, you said he'd be here." Vegeta said as he threw his card on the table.
"He left an hour or two after us Vegeta, shouldn't be too long. Why, have something you need to tell him?"
"That's none of your business Nappa." Vegeta said smugly. "What year is it by the way." Vegeta said as he redirected his attention to the TV in the corner of the restaurant.
"We were in stasis for a year and a half sooo, age 512 I believe."
Vegeta grunted in response. He was in the past.
"Hello weaklings!" Raditz yelled as he banged the door open.
"Get over here you fool." Vegeta spit venomously as he kicked a chair from under the table. "I've important matters I need to discuss with you buffoons."
Raditz scurried over and took the seat, "Yes my prince." He sputtered.
"As of this moment, we're going rogue. I refuse to work under Frieza for a second longer, we're going to the planet we were told to purge but we aren't gonna purge it. We're gonna stay there, and we're gonna train and defeat Frieza or we're gonna die trying."
Raditz and Nappa sweat dropped at Vegeta's declaration, Nappa spoke up. "I respect this heavily Vegeta but do you really think we're ready."
"No, but we're gonna get ready. It'll take Frieza 4 years to get to his home planet and four years to get back. It'll take us another year and a half to get to XR, Zarbon sent us there because he doesn't give a shit about us. We'll take as long as possible to 'purge' the planet then we'll report the job done. We'll send our pods back with our scouters, and then we'll train for the two years it'll take for them to get back, the four years it'll take for Frieza to get back and the two years it'll take for him to get to us, giving us 16 years at most to train. Assuming Frieza doesn't speed back, then we'd have a lot closer to 5 years."
"But Vegeta, what if Zarbon comes to get us instead of waiting for Frieza. Or calls for the ginyu force?" Raditz asked.
"We'll be more than ready for those idiots when they come to us, believe me." Vegeta said as the waitress came with tables full of food. She picked up his card and took it away to be scanned. "Eat now, this is the last meal you'll have under Frieza's servitude."
They didn't stay long, nor did the restaurant. Raditz blew it up, a simple safety precaution Vegeta called it. The stasis gas enveloped all of them in there ships and put them all back into a deep full belly'd slumber.
"Goku!" Bulma screamed as Yamcha held her back, "No stop it yam we need to help him." She said as she struggled against him.
"Goku doesn't need our help, he'll pull through just like he always does." Yamcha said through his teeth, but even he didn't quite believe his own words and how could he when Goku was being grinded into the dirt right next to where Tien lay.
His screams could be heard for miles as Piccolo's applied pressure onto Goku's broken rib. "This is for my father." He snarled as he pushed harder. Goku growled and grabbed Piccolo's foot pulling it and knocking Piccolo off balance. He fell and Goku quickly got to his feet, he grabbed Piccolo's feet and threw him as far as he could panting at the effort it took. He was losing and he just needed Piccolo away from him so he could catch his breath. "Oh man, I'm really in a pickle." Goku chucked in spite of himself.
He looked over to Tien, who definitely wasn't gonna be helping him out. He sighed as he felt Piccolo quickly approaching, he took his stance and prepared to fight again. As tired as he was his heart did pound in the greatest of ways at the prospect of fighting once again.
Vegeta awoke and exited his ship at the same time as Nappa and Raditz.
"What a dump." Raditz said as he felt his boot against the dirt.
"I don't know I kind of like this place." Nappa said as he smirked, "I mean haven't you noticed the gravity! I feel like I don't weigh a thing." Nappa said as he levitated.
"Both of you shut up." Vegeta said as he put on his scouter, he checked the planet for the highest power level. "Found em, follow me." He flew off with Nappa and Raditz behind him, traveling too fast for the human eye to see, you would only know they were traveling because of Nappa's booming whimsical laughter.
They dropped from the sky and were met with a gross sight, an old sickly looking Namekian. "Ew Vegeta look at this disgusting display, I didn't know Namekians could get so ugly with age."
Piccolo's ears picked up there insults and he screamed, "Who are you, who dares insult the great King Piccolo!"
Bulma and Yamcha screamed, "Oh shit now he's pissed off," Bulma said as she stared at the bald tall ugly brute who just doomed them all. She cursed him in her head.
"We're all gonna die!" Yamcha screamed, "And it's all your fault you idiot!" He said as he glared at Nappa.
Raditz awkwardly looked at Vegeta, "Um, so should we kill all of them." He asked Vegeta as he wasn't sure if he wanted them killing anybody.
"No, don't kill anyone." He raised his eyebrow as King Piccolo teleported in front of him.
"Who do you think you are, deciding my fate? I'm King Piccolo!" He said in Vegeta's face, much to Vegeta's chagrin.
He scoffed and teleported behind King Piccolo and shoved his face into the dirt. "What you do, who you are or what you do is of no concern to me. If you wanna rule over this backwater shithole then you be my guest, just make sure you never yell in my face again you filthy slug." Vegeta spit angrily. He released the back of Piccolo's neck and smirked at Goku's and Yamcha's shocked faces.
King Piccolo furiously pulled himself to his feet and charged a blast, fully intent on wiping Vegeta off the face of the Earth. "You will feel the full wrath of King Piccolo you fool!" Were his last words, before Nappa cut his head off, and Raditz blew his body into pieces. They all smirked at the jaws dropping in front of them.
"What do you think Vegeta, can Namekians regenerate from just a head?" Nappa chuckled.
"Better safe than sorry," Vegeta said as he blasted King Piccolo's head into dust, he smirked inwardly as he felt Bulma's eyes on the back of his head drinking in his presence. He was in the past, and he knew how to press Bulma's buttons. He knew her body better than she knew, and he knew she loved bad boys.
AN: Don't expect an update to this for a decent amount of time, this is chapter 1 of this story and I don't plan on updating until I'm at least 5 preferably 10 chapters ahead so I gave y'all a nice chapter to get behind. If you're interested in this story, I'm a bit of review whore so I'll definitely be reading all of them. I love me some kind words or polite criticisms, give it a follow because like I said the updates are gonna take a while and you wanna be notified. I'll post another chapter as soon as possible, I love y'all.