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Me: I am definitely not in the mood of forcing any of the characters to say it. Akira Toriyama owns DBZ and all its characters.
Vegeta: Are you…? Did you just...? Are you sick or something?
Me: I ran out of ideas.
Vegeta: Ha…haha… hahaha… hahahahaha HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA AAAHAHAHAAH! I HAVE DEFEATED YOU, WEAKLING! YOU, CLOWN! I…
*turns the volume of iPod waay up*
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Frieza used all his strength to send the enormous ki blast towards Vegeta.
Vegeta put both of his hands before him, stopping the ki blast in midair… But it was too strong. He found himself being pushed back, his heels digging into the ground and his hands slightly burning. He tried to push it but it was too strong.
Suddenly, he heard Frieza's laughter and was brought back to several of his very traumatizing experiences.
Screaming, he gathered all of his energy in his palms and arms and pushed it away, powering up even to an almost-breaking point.
Frieza, watching his ki blast getting away from him very slowly, couldn't help but laugh.
Suddenly, his chuckles died down when he saw his blast coming back to him! He heard Vegeta's scream and his red eyes widened when he saw the Saiyan actually pushing the ball back to himself!
Vegeta clenched one of his fists and with all the strength he could gather in it, he punched the ball away from him.
Frieza immediately moved backwards, the ball missing him by inches.
He watched as it disappeared in space, and the planet suddenly shuddered greatly, a pink and yellow light covering the sky.
Vegeta had an awful déjà-vu, only this time, he was on the nice part of the scene.
Just as Frieza recovered from his great surprise and looked back at Vegeta, he noticed he was not in the floor anymore. In fact, he was right behind him.
"Fast, or slow, Frieza?"
"Wh-what the…?"
Vegeta then elbowed him hard in the back and kicked him on his stomach.
Frieza, blinded with rage, sent an insanely hard kick towards Vegeta's face. At first, the impact seemed to affect the Saiyan – that, until he smirked and grabbed the tyrant's tail.
"Is that all?"
He began to turn round and round, still holding the tyrant's tail and forcing him to go round with him. Frieza screamed and tried to get out of the dizzying grip, until finally Vegeta released him and the monster was sent flying through a gigantic mountain, which ended up exploding from the impact.
Vegeta waited patiently, but nothing came out. Frieza never came back.
He refused to lower his defenses, until he saw a white and purple lightning coming towards him. He tried to block it, but it never hit him… at first.
He felt an awful pain on his back, from the hard kick Frieza had manage to land on him, and, taking advantage of the saiyan's distraction, he punched him in the face and elbowed him on the head. Vegeta flew to the floor and went straight through it.
"You are so ungrateful, monkey!"
*Flashback.*
Vegeta gasped as Frieza landed his last blow with his whip.
He then grabbed the little Saiyan by his throat and made him face his fellow Saiyans. Nappa and Radditz shuddered and narrowed their eyes, both in fighting stance.
"This is what happens when you disobey" he muttered, tightening his grip. Vegeta lifted his broken arms to the tail, trying to breath.
"Please, Lord Frieza, I think he has learnt his lesson. Let him go" Radditz said.
"My little monkey things he is so smart, so above everyone" he said, ignoring the violent and desperate struggles of the child to get free from his grasp and breath.
"L-lord Frieza! He's… he's chocking, please" Nappa begged.
Frieza smirked cruelly and punched the kid hard in the face, laughing at the other saiyans's reactions.
He then punched his face several more times, making the prince almost unrecognizable and forcing him to stop struggling for breath.
He loosened his grip a little bit, only to hear a painful gasp and laughed, finally releasing him.
"I treat you far too well, monkey. I allow you to have two disgraceful monkeys taking care of you and I let you live! YOU ARE SO UNGRATEFUL!"
With this, he kicked the child into the wall and walked away. Nappa and Radditz sighed and lifted the small trembling frame.
…
Completely blinded by rage, Vegeta blasted off again and gave Frieza a very strong headbutt, and then punched him in the stomach several times, until Frieza finally reacted and grabbed his fists.
Vegeta, still consumed by ire, balanced himself on his enemy's grip and managed to land a direct kick on his face, and another one on his stomach. Frieza was sent flying backwards, but as soon as he hit the ground, he blasted off again, sending a punch towards Vegeta, who easily dodged it and grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind his back.
Frieza cried out, mostly of rage and indignation than of anything else, and slapped Vegeta across the face with his tail.
Vegeta let him go, his cheek cut deeply by the spikes on the tail, and began to send an insanely amount of kicks and punches towards Frieza, who reacted the same way, both dodging and landing attacks, screaming and insulting, smirking and frowning.
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Dende's.
Dende was healing all of them while Piccolo watched the fight.
Once he was done healing Goku, the Saiyan thanked him and rushed to see the fight.
Bulma and Trunks joined him after a while.
"Goku! You have to help him! You are stronger now that you've healed!" she said, her eyes wide.
"I can help too, I am much stronger now!"
"No!" Piccolo growled. "This is Vegeta's fight. Let him have his victory."
"But… what if he gets killed?"
"Trust him! You know how much of a pride he's got! He doesn't need Goku interfering in the fight that is his right to win, Bulma!" Piccolo said.
Goku sighed and nodded.
"I will go if things turn out too bad"
Bulma was taken aback by this. Why was Piccolo defending Vegeta's pride?
The truth was, after speaking with Vegeta right before he had exploded to kill Majin Buu, Piccolo knew the saiyan's spirit had changed.
Flashback
"Vegeta, I doubt King Yemma will let you go to Heaven. If you die, your soul will be sent straight to Hell" he said.
Vegeta merely nodded and looked forward, glaring at the approaching enemy.
After for what seemed like eternity, he sighed.
"This… will be worth it. My family and my pride are all I've got left, and I am willing to destroy myself to keep that intact."
Piccolo raised his eyebrows. He didn't know if Vegeta was confessing himself because he was just about to die, but he limited to look at the two children on the floor and then back at Vegeta.
"I'll… take them. It was nice meeting you" the words sounded odd, as if guiding a person towards his own death.
"Same for you. Take care of them. And…" he hesitated and smirked "Thank you. Tell Kakkarot I'm sorry for not ending the fight, but I was not letting him win my victory. He will not interfere this time. Now, LEAVE!" he said.
Piccolo nodded and lifted the two children in his powerful arms, and blasted off.
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Earth.
The fight continued.
Mountains and rocks destroyed, flying through the air.
Fists, kicks, elbows, headbutts, screams, curses. Monkey, Lizard, Bastard…
Finally, both of them landed, exhausted and gasping for air, far from each other.
"Well, you have improved, monkey. You can stand a decent fight now. At least, you don't let your rage get too ahead of you, as you did on Namek." Frieza said.
Vegeta's eye twitched at the memory, but he smirked.
"On the other hand, you haven't, Frieza. Always hiding your weakness and fear behind long, boring speeches. Well at least your voice changed. I feel your million words are a little bit more bearable now"
Frieza inhaled deeply, recovering his breath, and stood up straight.
"I did notice our halos disappearing, Vegeta" he said, changing the subject "meaning we are alive. Care to explain?"
"Explain what, Frieza? We are alive. We are on Earth."
"I know, monkey" he said, rolling his eyes in annoyance "But why? How?"
"Why do you care? Just shut up and die already."
Frieza laughed.
"Answer me something, Vegeta. What happens if I kill you? Or if you kill me? Will I go back to Hell?"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes. He didn't know if he should tell he tyrant or not.
"I don't really know, Frieza."
"I know you know. I've learned that you say that when you don't want to say the answer, or when you are too confused." He laughed at the memory of the small kid trembling in cold fear before him, clueless at a proper answer. "But I know you do, Vegeta. Answer."
"Or what?" he said, getting into fight stance again, rage inside him, as he had remembered those moments too.
Frieza chuckled and disappeared…
…Appearing right behind him. He prepared to elbow the Saiyan, but Vegeta was fast enough and blocked his attack, this leading to restart the fight.
Frieza began to send enormous amounts of ki blasts, which Vegeta easily dodged and punched away, but he knew the real reason: Frieza was trying to distract him.
So, when the lizard approached him to punch him, thinking he was too busy dodging the blasts, he kicked the monster in the gut.
Then, he grabbed the tail once again and made the same Destructo Disk that had cut Gohan's tail so many years back. He cut it off and threw it to the floor, and, ignoring Frieza's cry of pain, he elbowed in on his head, making him fall to the floor.
Before Frieza could even crash against it, Vegeta wrapped his arms around him and flew downcast as fast as he could, ignoring Frieza's struggles to get free, and released him just some centimeters before hitting the floor, making the tyrant go through it, the place shudder, and a deep, black hole on the floor.
He couldn't sense anything.
But somehow, he knew he was there.
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Dende's.
"Did he kill him?" Bulma said.
"No." Goku answered, frowining. "He is still there. I can… barely sense anything. But Vegeta better not relax, for Frieza might attack at any second."
"I want to go help him!" Trunks said.
Suddenly, two power levels appeared behind them. They all turned around, and saw Gohan and Goten standing there.
"DAD!" they both screamed, and rushed to hug Goku. "Mom was so worried, but when we sensed you…"
"Are you aware of what's going on?" Gohan suddenly said.
"More than aware. Vegeta is fighting Frieza." Trunks said.
Goten looked confused.
Trunks knew who Frieza was because his mother had told him some short stories. He didn't know anything; he barely knew that he was a tyrant and that he had obliged his father to kill when he was younger.
"We have to go help!" Gohan said.
"NO!" Piccolo argued. "This is his fight, Gohan. Stay out of it."
Dende merely nodded in agreement and they all turned to see the fight.
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