The Monster is coming: he is here

There once lived in a sequestered part of the city of London, a man called Vegeta.

Vegeta is a man with black, stick-up hair and very dark eyes. You can see him on the left picture.

He has got no parents, his father, King Vegeta, from the planet Vegeta is killed by Frieza, and now Vegeta is all alone in this cruel Universe. He, the Saiyan Prince, is very, very powerful.

Heaven knows how strong he exactly is!

He is a Saiya-jin, 22 years old, and he just LOVES fighting. Where a fight is, is Vegeta.

There was a fighting-game called Streetfight; it is of course on the street.

Vegeta thought: 'I got to get there, and kick them all out!'

He started to train very hard, to get strong enough for the streetfight.

He was working at his Big Bang Attack, a very useless attack, that could help him to win the contest.

After a few days, he was so strong that he thought: 'Don't let them dare to come in my way, or I will blow them to death! Hè hè hè!'

He decided to go out for a walk and some fresh air. At that moment, a purple-hairy girl came from across the street.

She winked at him, and giggled naughty. 'Hi, hi, hi...!'

Vegeta did not knew where he supposed to look at. He blushed a little.

Then he crossed the street, towards the girl, who was now staring at him.

'Hé, you! What are you looking at?' he asked her. He looked at her.

She was a little girl of 17 with the quickness and beauty of a young deer, and a fine freedom in her large blue eyes. It looked like she wanted the world to know 'don't play games with me, or I'll crush you under my feet.'

This lovely little blue-eyed creature was now talking to him... At once a girl named Bulma disappeared completely out of Vegeta's heart.

'I'm looking at you...' the pretty girl said, and her bright blue eyes lighted up.

'O... at me?' Vegeta started to smile. 'My name is Vegeta. What is your name?'

The girl nodded. 'My name is Amy Lawrence, and I'm looking after you, for my boyfriend, Bull. He's the champion of the streetfights...'

Vegeta was completely full of horror. 'What?!!' shouted he, 'are yeh spying on me?'

Amy felt caught red-handed by Vegeta. 'Yes, I am, actually.' She smiled, then she started to laugh. It was a bit of a mean laugh.

'What? You...' Vegeta was so angry, he wanted to finish her off with his famous, destroying Big Bang Attack.

'No, stop, stop!' yelled Amy, full of fright. 'Not the Death Ball!'

Vegeta stopped at once. His eyes were full of unbelief.

'You said what?' he asked her suprised.

'Don't use your Death Ball on me, please...' Amy dared to look up at him, her eyes full of fear. "Why do you ask me that?"

'Cause it's not a Death Ball, you stupid cow! It's a Big Bang Attack!'

'Oh... excusez moi, Vegeta. I did not knew that it was a Big Bang...' whispered Amy in a low, sensual voice. "But you're a Big Bang to me..."

Vegeta laughed. "Don't you try to chat me up, sneak!"

'I'm not a sneak at all. You can trust me..'

'Give me a laugh! I have to trust you? What a joke!' Vegeta started to laugh cynical.

'I hate you!!' Amy got very, very angry, and started to smack him.

That was a sign for Vegeta to start fighting back. Amy was like a madwoman, trying to hit him everywhere.

Trying to stop her, he gave her a kick in her stomach. It was mean, that's true, but he was very mad at that moment. He totally forgot that he was much, much stronger than the little purple hairy girl.

Amy fell on the ground. She was terribly hurt. 'Au!' She felt flaming pain in her stomach, and couldn't get up. Vegeta stood there, watching her, with a cruel smile on his face. The smile he always used as he had beaten someone.

Amy thought for a moment.

Then, finally, she stood up. She knew exactly what to do. How to punish this twofaced person.

She jumped up, quick as lightning, and kicked him. Right in his groin....

'Aua! That hurts, that hurts!!!' Vegeta fell on the ground, shaking with pain.

'That's alright for you, sneaky SOB!' Amy smiled quietly. She felt very good after she had punished him for her pain. Now it was his turn to feel the pain.

'Don't do that again to me, you...' Vegeta could not find the word to express his hateful feelings for her.

'O, shut up.' Amy looked around carefully to see if nobody has seen them. Nobody noticed.

Vegeta didn't say a thing. He stood up, with a lot of pain, and walked away from her.

'Stupid bitch...' he whispered. But she had heard him saying that.

'What did you said?' Amy screamed at him. She turned around and looked at him accusing.

'A stupid bitch, that's what you are!' He said it loudly now, so that she could hear him.

'You're so mean!' Said Amy, shocked. 'You bastard! First you starting to have a row with me, and now you are swearing at me! O, how I hate you! And I don't even know you!'

Amy was very, very angry. She probably wouldn't be in that way, but it all seemed very unfair to her. Vegeta was the person who made her angry.

'So what?' Vegeta looked at her. His dark eyes were cool, and brought her out of her balance for a second.

Amy sank down against the wall. 'I really don't know what I'm doing..." She looked up at him. "I don't want to hurt you, Vegeta. I don't hate you. I like you very much..." She faced him in the pale moonlight. His eyes were like burning coal; his black hair stood in disorder on end; his clothes were ragged. He seemed like an invincible person.

'I think I love you...' Her voice was soft, almost to soft to hear. She started to cry. She really meant what she said. She looked up, to see his reaction.

He looked very tired. 'Ah, lay off, Amy, will yeh!' he said. Vegeta could feel himself getting angry again. 'Don't start that stupid game! I know you better! You're just trying to get me on your side, don't you, Amy?'

Amy glanced up at him. He was a lot taller then she was. She said nothing. Only a lonely tear started his trip on her cheek.

Vegeta saw her eyes filling with water. He felt a little bit miserable now. Maybe he had been to mean for her.

'Look,' he said to her. 'I'm sorry...' This was true. He was sorry now he said it. "I don't want to hurt you too. But it's just..."

She shook her head wildly. 'No. It is alright with me if you don't want to.' She rubbed her eyes. They were red from crying. 'It's alright, really. I will go now, and leave you alone. If that's what you want, Vegeta.' She wiped her eyes; she was cold in her thin clothes. 'Bye now...' She started to run, to run away from that guy, the one she really loved.

He was different. Different from Bull, her lover. She felt that Vegeta wouldn't hurt her.

Bull did.

"Amy, wait!"

A wave of horribleness ran trough her. She felt terrible, and very weak. She stopped at the corner, and leaned against the brick wall. It was cool; nice. She thought about nothing. Her head was like a unwritten paper; white and clean. She could not think about anything. Nor Bull, nor Vegeta. She could not remember their faces. It was good, she felt a lot better now.

Only her forehead was hot now. Her eyes were still burning. A lonely tear felt from her pale cheek, on the street. The street where she lived.

She did not wanted to cry. Not anymore. Crying was over.

It was time for action.