Disclaimer: No I don't own DBZ... or maybe I do... naw.
(set to "Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park)
The Z-senshi stood on the edge of a hill over-looking the vast plain of land where Frieza and King Cold had just landed, busily arranging troops for an assault on Earth. The situation seemed hopeless. Even Piccolo and Vegeta combined would hardly even stand a chance against the wrath of the tyrannical Ice-jins, especially with Frieza's cybernetic upgrade.
"Fucking bastards," growled Vegeta, grinding his teeth together. "Damn Kakarot didn't finish the job when he had the chance!"
Suddenly, the group froze, all sensing something astounding, something... impossible.
"Do... you guys feel that?" stammered Krillin.
"It's an enormous power," said Piccolo. "I've never felt anything like it!"
Everyone suddenly took on a look of even greater shock.
"It's... Vegeta!" said Gohan.
Vegeta whirled around quickly.
"No it's not brat!" he snarled. "I'm standing right here!"
"No Vegeta, he's right," said Piccolo softly. "It is your ki signature, but how?"
"How's that possible!?" exclaimed Tien.
"Just what we need," whined Bulma. "TWO Vegetas!"
*Although that might not be so bad come to think of it!* she thought.
Vegeta ignored her, still raging inside at what he felt, his "Badman" shirt fluttering in the wind. It was indeed his own ki signature, and the depths of its power were unimaginable. The Senshi kept their place at the top of the hill, now intently watching the figure that stood before the Colds and their hired killers.
Frieza stared in disbelief at the figure before him, familiar but yet so different. The man stood with arms crossed over his muscled chest, his dirty red tank top, black vest and ripped leather pants augmenting his intense presence, not to mention his icy stare of hatred. His hard opal eyes were nearly burning ragged holes into the icy villain.
"Well, it looks like this planet attracts all kinds of space trash and scrap metal."
"Vegeta... my, oh my, it really is you!" cooed Frieza. "Isn't this a happy little gathering..."
The man uncrossed his arms, running a hand through his short spiky hair, the sun glinting off of his black Saiyan boots. His expression soon turned into a maniacal grin as he pointed towards Frieza.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this you sick fucking bastard," he snarled.
"Why Vegeta, such hostility," mocked Frieza. "Maybe I should deal with you once again while I wait for the little 'Super Monkey' to return. Perhaps another one of my pretty pink death beams through the heart will shut you up?"
Vegeta lowered his gaze, shutting his eyes and smirking, adjusting his fingerless gloves.
"So funny... besides, you'll be dead long before Kakarot returns."
The Colds broke out into a fit laughter at the Prince's statement.
"I do say," droned King Cold. "Perhaps he again thinks he's a Super Saiyan or something."
This brought a low chuckle from Vegeta, who looked back up at the aliens, his dark eyes shimmering with a horrid kind of anticipation.
"For once you say something half-way correct."
The ground began to shake violently as the wind increased to a harsh velocity. Bits and pieces of the ground began to break and quickly rise into the air as Vegeta clenched his fists and bellowed with intensity and rage.
"THIS IS FOR MY RACE AND MY FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No, it can't be!!!" screamed Frieza, looking on in horror.
Back on the hilltop, the Senshi reeled from the force of the second Vegeta's ki.
"He's a... a Super... no!" growled Vegeta. "How!?"
"Hit the deck!" yelled Piccolo.
Back on the battlefield, Vegeta's hair shot up into thicker spikes and flashed brilliant golden platinum as he roared, shockwaves rolled off of his body. He stared Frieza right in the face as his eyes turned a familiar burning shade of teal. After another scream of pure emotional chaos and a blinding flash of light, it was complete.
The dust cleared to reveal Frieza's worst nightmare. The infamous tyrant stumbled backwards, images of Goku pummeling him flashing through his panicked mind, the Saiyan's naïve innocence and goodness melted away by the ancient, raging power within him. He could not rid himself of the memory of Goku's glare and now he was staring at another that was much worse, filled with deadly intentions.
Frieza was paralyzed with fear as Vegeta stalked towards him, the Super Saiyan's ki aura blazing around him like the fires of the river Styx. Power, rage, and pain all radiated from his being, weighing heavily on all of those who could sense it.
"Where did he come from... and what's happened to him!!!???" muttered Piccolo.
Shrieking in confusion, Frieza gathered power from his new cybernetic body and threw a massive blast at Vegeta, who looked on with contempt as he swatted the blast away into a nearby mountain range.
In a flash Vegeta powered up, the force sending the lackey alien troops flying like any other piece of dirt would under the same force. He phased out, burying his foot in Frieza's face, sending the ice tyrant crashing into his father. The Ice-jins tried to scrap themselves off of the nearby cliff as Vegeta shot into the sky and began launching a storm of ki blasts at the duo. The planet reeled under the impact as the scorched aliens managed to narrowly avoid their fiery demise.
Fate would not be so kind.
"!!!!????WHERE IS THAT FUCKING MONKEY!!!!???" screamed Frieza.
As if to answer, Vegeta phased in above the duo, his aura shrouding them. The Super Saiyan's outstretched palm was covering the face of King Cold.
"YOU CAN'T!!!!!" roared Cold.
An expressionless Vegeta unleashed a ki blast as point blank range, sending the now-burning ice titan hurtling to the ground, crashing into his ship.
"I can do whatever I want."
The resounding explosion was deafening. The Senshi shielded their eyes and braced themselves from the shockwaves.
"GO VEGETA!" yelled Yamcha.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" yelled the original Vegeta.
He snarled and looked back upon the battlefield.
"What kind of madness if this!?"
Meanwhile, Frieza's vision blurred with rage at the site of his father being vaporized.
"DIE WITH THIS PATHETIC WORLD!!!"
Frieza levitated to begin charging his Death Ball but, in an instant, he felt a ripping pain through his midsection. He tried to shriek in pain, but was only able to choke and cough, the Death Ball fading away. He slowly looked up into the blazing teal eyes of his nightmares, only this time they belonged to Vegeta.
"Only... a monkey..."
Vegeta's gaze narrowed, gritting his teeth.
"BIG BANG ATTACK!!!!!!!!!"
Both were shrouded in a brilliant blue explosion, shaking the planet to its core. As he and the other Senshi threw up ki shields to protect themselves from the heat and force of the attack, the original Vegeta still looked on in shock.
"Big Bang Attack..." he stuttered. "That's a move I've been developing for months now!"
The others stared at him in shock
When the energy flames cleared, the other Vegeta still remained, smoking hand still outstretched. He stayed motionless for several seconds before his arm began to tremble as well as his staunch expression. He then lowered his arm and clenched his fists, his eyes squeezed shut and shuddering.
In the wake of victory and raw emotion, the Super Saiyan reared back and screamed into the sky, his aura exploding around him. Frieza was gone.
The Senshi now faced a new dilemma in the form of deciding how they were going to communicate with Vegeta's doppelganger.
They had no idea as to the depth of the situation that would face them next.
(set to "Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park)
The Z-senshi stood on the edge of a hill over-looking the vast plain of land where Frieza and King Cold had just landed, busily arranging troops for an assault on Earth. The situation seemed hopeless. Even Piccolo and Vegeta combined would hardly even stand a chance against the wrath of the tyrannical Ice-jins, especially with Frieza's cybernetic upgrade.
"Fucking bastards," growled Vegeta, grinding his teeth together. "Damn Kakarot didn't finish the job when he had the chance!"
Suddenly, the group froze, all sensing something astounding, something... impossible.
"Do... you guys feel that?" stammered Krillin.
"It's an enormous power," said Piccolo. "I've never felt anything like it!"
Everyone suddenly took on a look of even greater shock.
"It's... Vegeta!" said Gohan.
Vegeta whirled around quickly.
"No it's not brat!" he snarled. "I'm standing right here!"
"No Vegeta, he's right," said Piccolo softly. "It is your ki signature, but how?"
"How's that possible!?" exclaimed Tien.
"Just what we need," whined Bulma. "TWO Vegetas!"
*Although that might not be so bad come to think of it!* she thought.
Vegeta ignored her, still raging inside at what he felt, his "Badman" shirt fluttering in the wind. It was indeed his own ki signature, and the depths of its power were unimaginable. The Senshi kept their place at the top of the hill, now intently watching the figure that stood before the Colds and their hired killers.
Frieza stared in disbelief at the figure before him, familiar but yet so different. The man stood with arms crossed over his muscled chest, his dirty red tank top, black vest and ripped leather pants augmenting his intense presence, not to mention his icy stare of hatred. His hard opal eyes were nearly burning ragged holes into the icy villain.
"Well, it looks like this planet attracts all kinds of space trash and scrap metal."
"Vegeta... my, oh my, it really is you!" cooed Frieza. "Isn't this a happy little gathering..."
The man uncrossed his arms, running a hand through his short spiky hair, the sun glinting off of his black Saiyan boots. His expression soon turned into a maniacal grin as he pointed towards Frieza.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this you sick fucking bastard," he snarled.
"Why Vegeta, such hostility," mocked Frieza. "Maybe I should deal with you once again while I wait for the little 'Super Monkey' to return. Perhaps another one of my pretty pink death beams through the heart will shut you up?"
Vegeta lowered his gaze, shutting his eyes and smirking, adjusting his fingerless gloves.
"So funny... besides, you'll be dead long before Kakarot returns."
The Colds broke out into a fit laughter at the Prince's statement.
"I do say," droned King Cold. "Perhaps he again thinks he's a Super Saiyan or something."
This brought a low chuckle from Vegeta, who looked back up at the aliens, his dark eyes shimmering with a horrid kind of anticipation.
"For once you say something half-way correct."
The ground began to shake violently as the wind increased to a harsh velocity. Bits and pieces of the ground began to break and quickly rise into the air as Vegeta clenched his fists and bellowed with intensity and rage.
"THIS IS FOR MY RACE AND MY FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No, it can't be!!!" screamed Frieza, looking on in horror.
Back on the hilltop, the Senshi reeled from the force of the second Vegeta's ki.
"He's a... a Super... no!" growled Vegeta. "How!?"
"Hit the deck!" yelled Piccolo.
Back on the battlefield, Vegeta's hair shot up into thicker spikes and flashed brilliant golden platinum as he roared, shockwaves rolled off of his body. He stared Frieza right in the face as his eyes turned a familiar burning shade of teal. After another scream of pure emotional chaos and a blinding flash of light, it was complete.
The dust cleared to reveal Frieza's worst nightmare. The infamous tyrant stumbled backwards, images of Goku pummeling him flashing through his panicked mind, the Saiyan's naïve innocence and goodness melted away by the ancient, raging power within him. He could not rid himself of the memory of Goku's glare and now he was staring at another that was much worse, filled with deadly intentions.
Frieza was paralyzed with fear as Vegeta stalked towards him, the Super Saiyan's ki aura blazing around him like the fires of the river Styx. Power, rage, and pain all radiated from his being, weighing heavily on all of those who could sense it.
"Where did he come from... and what's happened to him!!!???" muttered Piccolo.
Shrieking in confusion, Frieza gathered power from his new cybernetic body and threw a massive blast at Vegeta, who looked on with contempt as he swatted the blast away into a nearby mountain range.
In a flash Vegeta powered up, the force sending the lackey alien troops flying like any other piece of dirt would under the same force. He phased out, burying his foot in Frieza's face, sending the ice tyrant crashing into his father. The Ice-jins tried to scrap themselves off of the nearby cliff as Vegeta shot into the sky and began launching a storm of ki blasts at the duo. The planet reeled under the impact as the scorched aliens managed to narrowly avoid their fiery demise.
Fate would not be so kind.
"!!!!????WHERE IS THAT FUCKING MONKEY!!!!???" screamed Frieza.
As if to answer, Vegeta phased in above the duo, his aura shrouding them. The Super Saiyan's outstretched palm was covering the face of King Cold.
"YOU CAN'T!!!!!" roared Cold.
An expressionless Vegeta unleashed a ki blast as point blank range, sending the now-burning ice titan hurtling to the ground, crashing into his ship.
"I can do whatever I want."
The resounding explosion was deafening. The Senshi shielded their eyes and braced themselves from the shockwaves.
"GO VEGETA!" yelled Yamcha.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" yelled the original Vegeta.
He snarled and looked back upon the battlefield.
"What kind of madness if this!?"
Meanwhile, Frieza's vision blurred with rage at the site of his father being vaporized.
"DIE WITH THIS PATHETIC WORLD!!!"
Frieza levitated to begin charging his Death Ball but, in an instant, he felt a ripping pain through his midsection. He tried to shriek in pain, but was only able to choke and cough, the Death Ball fading away. He slowly looked up into the blazing teal eyes of his nightmares, only this time they belonged to Vegeta.
"Only... a monkey..."
Vegeta's gaze narrowed, gritting his teeth.
"BIG BANG ATTACK!!!!!!!!!"
Both were shrouded in a brilliant blue explosion, shaking the planet to its core. As he and the other Senshi threw up ki shields to protect themselves from the heat and force of the attack, the original Vegeta still looked on in shock.
"Big Bang Attack..." he stuttered. "That's a move I've been developing for months now!"
The others stared at him in shock
When the energy flames cleared, the other Vegeta still remained, smoking hand still outstretched. He stayed motionless for several seconds before his arm began to tremble as well as his staunch expression. He then lowered his arm and clenched his fists, his eyes squeezed shut and shuddering.
In the wake of victory and raw emotion, the Super Saiyan reared back and screamed into the sky, his aura exploding around him. Frieza was gone.
The Senshi now faced a new dilemma in the form of deciding how they were going to communicate with Vegeta's doppelganger.
They had no idea as to the depth of the situation that would face them next.