Claim the Throne from the Aging King
Chapter 8: Death for the King.
AN: Thank you so much blackirishawk, Blueflower1494 and special thanks to LT8 and to your review reply: Yes please that would be great. Thank you so much.
Oh yes Vegeta is mostly the demon. I do agree. He is soo hot. Thank you! I'm glad it's improving.
WARNING! This contains Bad language
Sorry this chapter is short..I'm starting to get an writers block. I need idea's.
Please forgive my bad grammar, I'm learning and still struggling to make it better (I wish I didn't have any grammar problems).
On random news I have started drawing again and I will draw for this story
Last Time…
The guard eyes widened as he saw a flash of light and then total darkness.
"Son what have I told you about making a mess in here?"
"I'm not making a mess. I'm going to reuse him."
"Now what are going to do with a dead body?" His father asked.
"I'm having him for dinner." His son bluntly said.
The king left eye twitched and watch his son dragged the corpse out of the throne, seeing the trail of blood. The king face palmed and sighed. He wished the second moon would hurry up and become full. His son's animalistic urges just taken over and now he's going to eat a dead guard. Oh gods please make time go faster. He wanted his son mated sooner than later.
ON WITH THE STORY
Bardock walked his to the throne room and smelt an awful stench. It smelt horrible and a bit stinky. As he walked into the throne room and saw a trail of blood.
"My god in heaven what happened here?" Bardock said aloud.
But where's the king? Bardock didn't see him sitting on his throne. He sensed something fading slowly. His eyes widened. The king! He ran out the throne room and headed straight to the king's room. He burst open the doors to see his king on floor, unmoving. He started to panic. He quickly turned the king to face him. Bardock checked for a pulse it was faint but still there. Something's wrong with the king. Bardock ripped the king's armor and placed his ear on to hear for a heartbeat. So far so good he can hear a heartbeat, but it wasn't as strong as he thought it was.
Nappa walked his way to see the king if anything was alright until he saw Bardock.
"What the fuck happened to the king?" Nappa asked.
"There's no time to ask, Nappa. We need to get the king some medical help or he'll die!" Bardock panicked.
Nappa ran quickly to see the head doctor. The head doctor was old bastard and very calm when it came to emergencies. Nappa heard the doc humming. The doctor was rather to be named as "Doc" for some reason.
"Nappa what can I do for you?" asked the Doc.
"There's no time. The king has collapsed and he isn't moving!" Nappa shouted.
"That is bad news. Okay please take me to him." The Doc said.
Bardock checked the king's pulse every five minutes and it was getting weaker. He saw Nappa came back the doctor carried on his back.
"Okay move Bardock and the fucking Doc do his job." Nappa said.
Bardock moved out of the way and the Doc went to do a check up on the king. He waited nervously and bit his fingernails. He prayed to the gods and hoped for the king to be fine, but the Doc had other news after he finished checking up on the king.
"Call of death: 12:55. Make sure the prince gets notified about his father. And I'm not sure how the whole kingdom would react to this." The Doc said.
"WHAT? He can't be dead! I-I just found him." Bardock was interrupted by the Doc.
"You found him too late, Bardock. I'm going to have to do an autopsy on the king and see what went wrong. That's if the prince allows me to do so. If you found the king a few hours early he would have survived." The doc explained.
Bardock nodded.
"I'll tell him and Nappa please bring the body to my room. I'll have him ready for the autopsy." The doc said.
Outside in the rose garden the eaten body parts and organs of the guard were scattered, pools of blood soaked the green grass and the chilling sounds of the bone crushed as the prince took another bite of the dead corpse arm. The raw taste of flesh send chills down his spine and it tasted so good. He stopped eating and turned his head to see the Doc standing in front of him.
"My father sent you here to see if I haven't lost any screws to my head?" The prince spat.
"Actually no it's more about your father."
The prince sat up and wiped the blood from his mouth.
"Speak and hurry up! I'm fucking hungry."
"Your father died a few minutes ago and I have also come to inform that I'll do an autopsy." The Doc said.
The prince didn't say a thing and shook his head.
"I'm sorry for your loss, my prince."
"The only sorry you're going to get is my foot up your ass! What the fuck happened?"
"I don't know. Bardock said to me that he found your father…" The Doc covered his ears as the prince screamed. He forgot the prince had such a bad temper.
"Where is Bardock?" The prince gruffly asked.
"Bardock was in your father's room, but I think he's back in the lab." The doc replied.
The Doc saw the prince ran quickly towards the head lab.
Bulma heard Bardock explaining to her the king had died. She burst into tears and hugged Bardock for comfort and she started to worry about the prince. He must have been devastated to hear about the news of his father. She jumped at the loud bang of the door being torn off its hinges and hit the wall. Bulma gasped and saw the prince standing. With at fast speed she saw Bardock being pinned down by the prince. She coward in fear as Bardock was being hit repeatedly. She had to make a run for it and get out of here. She saw Bardock hit the wall and she ran out of the lab. This is all too much to see.
Far away from the castle and into the forest she tripped over something and turned her body to see the prince grabbed her legs.
"Let go of my legs!" She shouted.
She felt herself being dragged closer to him.
"What's wrong with you? Haven't you got anything best to do? Other than chasing me after you gave Bardock a good bashing?" She snapped at him.
"There's nothing else left to for me to do, stupid human!"
"Don't call me stupid. You're the stupid one! You don't even think. When something doesn't go your way you crack the shits, something goes out of control you hurt somebody and when somebody dearly dies you go and take your anger out on innocent people who tried to help! Not everyone lives forever, Vegeta. We start young, die old or sometimes die younger and life goes on from there. You think every problem solves with violence? No it doesn't, you think hitting one person who helped trying to save another life makes you feel better? NO it doesn't!" Bulma explained.
She felt his hands let go of her legs and she stood up, brushing the dirt off her lab coat. She hissed at the stinging pain on her back side. Okay so a little scrape won't hurt much, but what she said to the prince might hurt him. She ever wondered if he had any feelings or showed any emotion. She felt bad telling him the truth, but it had to be said and hoping it sinks into his head. She sighed and walked passed him.
"Please don't go." She heard him whisper.
"You completely forgot what life is, don't you Vegeta?"
He said nothing back. There was nothing else to say he didn't want to speak to her about it. Life is just nothing to him there's no such thing as life, only living to serve and that is all. Dying is another thing. It most probably a passing time for those who finished serving in their life and so the woman is right. The way she spoke to him is like a stab in the heart. He sighed. He didn't want her to walk away as he heard her footsteps fading away he fell on his backside and felt limp. His body didn't want to move it felt like it was shutting down and had no energy he stared at his feet and his mind went blank. He can't even think anymore and all the pressure just crushed on him like bricks.
His vision went all blurry and chocked back a sob. He felt like everyone had given up on him, his father, Bardock, Nappa and most of his entire mate to be. He accepted it and stuck with it and mostly started have feelings for her. She is a beautiful woman with a heart of kindness and warmth, the smile that warmed his heart and melted the ice that hardens it. He felt at fault for not listening to his father and everyone else, if he did listened his father would be still alive and living the rest of his life in happiness, well not anymore now. Now that his father is gone; a prideful man with the will to believe anything is possible; a man with patients and time and most of all the heart to be loved with. His father did have a softer side and showed emotion when he needed to. He smiled. His father's life may have been boring, but with a job his father had sure did enjoyed every day of it.
And now it is his turn. No longer prince and now a king he looked up at the night sky and saw the second moon is almost full. He chuckled. Finally he will make her is and nobody will get their fucking dirty hands on his woman.
His eyes couldn't hold those tears for long as they fell down his cheeks he covered his face with his hands and cried.
For the first time he actually felt lonely as his sobs echoed in the forest.
