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Points of Authority Redux
"Now, let`s see how the big fat son of a bitch likes that," Vegeta thought while floating back onto the ground. Apparently though, Buu liked it enough to come prancing happily right out of the cloud of smoke that the attack had kicked up, utterly unharmed. He`d regenerated perfectly, there wasn`t even a trace of anything on his body or clothing. Vegeta snorted. Raising up his hand, Vegeta let out a shout and powered a Kienzan above his palm, quickly throwing it right at Buu, who allowed the attack to pass through him like it was nothing. Seconds later, Buu`s upper body was hovering, detached from the fallen lower half of his anatomy, which had tripped and fallen on it`s own.
"Hey!" Buu griped, glaring down at his lower half. It gradually seemed to melt, then formed back up into Buu`s body, regenerating perfectly once again. "Great," Vegeta muttered in half-disbelief. "Just great."
Forfeit the game, before somebody else takes you out of the frame
Puts your name to shame, cover up your face, you can`t run the race
The pace is too fast, you just won`t last
The group that was left after all of the fighters but Videl and Juu had gone off for some reason or another wasn`t really big enough to need more than one airbus. It was a little crowded, true, but not bad enough to need a second airbus anymore. Currently though, the only talk running through the insides of the ship wasn`t on the Tenkaichi Budoukai, as it would`ve been on a better day, but rather, the current talk was of something that boggled the imagination of at least one person in the airbus.
Bulma Briefs had been called many things in life. Short tempered, rash, egomaniacal, greedy, annoying, beautiful, vain, mildly psychotic, and a whole list of expletives that aren`t worth repeating. While, sad to say, most of these were true, Bulma had managed to mellow out a good bit over the past few years, mainly since the shock of parenthood had kicked her hard enough to knock her head loose from it`s former position up in her rear end. Now while she was still short tempered, rash, a little arrogant, definately a bit greedy, certainly at least a little annoying, her beauty was starting to hit that high point in life before looks fade, her vanity had gone down at least a bit, and she had managed to fix the 'mildly psychotic' part until that time of the month, she also happened to care a good deal for a select group of people on the Earth. Everyone else could just go die for all she really cared, but this group of people was different, and chief among them were an even smaller group of people.
Chief among this group of people was one Prince Vegeta Bejita the Fifty-fifth(though only Bulma happened to know his last name). Contrary to popular belief, the two were not 'mates,' in fact, Saiyans had this strange tendancy to burst into insane laughter when someone brought up the word 'mate' and tried to apply it to their species. This was because 'mating' was something animals did. Saiyans, contrary to popular belief despite having tails and being able to turn into giant monkeys with massive overbites, weren`t really that animalistic. Most were just - to crudely put it - assholes. And no, things like the 'Bonding' didn`t even exist anywhere in their entire evolutionary history, though things of that nature likely did exist somewhere in the universe at some point, just not for a race that evolved itself into being with the sheer goal of killing anything that moves in mind.
Instead, Bulma and Vegeta had indeed gotten married in a very off sort of way, by common law they were married and neither gave enough of a damn to try conventional marriage.
After that came the extremely unlikely candidate of one Yamcha Soza, Bulma`s ex-boyfriend and ex-enemy. The two hadn`t exactly had what you could call a 'peachy' friendship after their break up, but in the grand scheme of things, Yamcha was the only reason Vegeta and Bulma hadn`t killed one another at least twice daily. The two weren`t the closest of friends but he`d unwittingly become Bulma`s only real trustee about 90% of her private life so yeah, he mattered to her more than she`d admit(though she did have a slight desire to see him squirm every time she saw him in a fighting gi).
After that came the immediate grouping of the Sons, Goku, ChiChi, Gohan and Goten, and her own child, Trunks. These were the people, including Yamcha and Vegeta, that Bulma really cared about. After that, yes, she cared a good bit for everyone in that small group(including Krillin, despite their always constant insult wars), but that key little group amidst the larger circle of friends she had composed the people she truly cared for. In her eyes, these people could scarcely do anything wrong.
And that`s exactly why it was all but impossible for her to even visualize Vegeta doing what he had done earlier in the day. "How could he do that? It was like he was aiming right for me and missed unintentionally," she thought, ignoring the conversation around her. "What the heck happened to you, Vegeta?" Bulma asked, glancing out of the window.
Vegeta had fought many hundreds of uphill battles in his life. Battles against superior numbers, superior powers, superior skills, sometimes two or all three at once, but he`d won almost all of them but a few. He`d gone head to head with foe after foe, from cyba men to the Ginyu Force, and he`d killed almost all of them. In his life though, in all of the 42 or so years he`d been alive, Vegeta had never faced a battle quite as uphill as this.
For one thing, most of his foes but Cell and Cell Junior, he could at least cause a bit of permanent damage. With Cell and Cell Junior they regenerated but he could still hurt them, badly. With Buu? Buu just smiled at him like an infant and reinflated himself after every attack. It was outright annoying, and foreboding at the same time. Vegeta though, refused to give in. Honor and pride were on the line here, along with pretty much all of existence as an afterthought, and Vegeta outright refused to bow down for any reason.
He drew back, Buu saw an opening and lashed out. His fist carried straight through the air like a whip and smashed into Vegeta`s cheek with the same kind of force as Goku`s heaviest punches. Vegeta staggered back and then hauled himself upright, powering up a ki blast into his hand and throwing it, though it was only a distraction. Vegeta played the control trump card, forcing the blast to suddenly arcing up away from it`s intended impact point and into the skies, and Buu watched it every single second.
Vegeta didn`t even bother with trash talk, jumping forward and landing an angry kick into Buu`s exposed chin - the creature seemed to utterly lack a throat - and knocking it`s head back, almost off of it`s body in fact. Buu didn`t even seem very phased by the attack at all, righting itself in a blur and sending it`s forehead - literally - shooting at Vegeta, who dodged out of the way and then took flight, blasting away from Buu only to double back around and fly at Buu, dragging his fist along the ground before uppercutting the huge creature straight off of the ground and into the air.
Vegeta wasn`t finished either, he shot right up off of the ground after Buu, backflipped himself so that his feet were aimed at Buu. Vegeta waited, getting ever closer to the obese destroyer, than slammed his feet forward, right into the small of it`s back. Buu let out a grunt and went flying even further up, right into a number of low flying clouds several miles up, with Vegeta no more than a step behind.
Buu let out a howl and went crashing back down toward the ground, but Vegeta was a step ahead, moving at full speed past Buu and sending a vicious uppercut into the huge creature`s back. Buu let out a grunt as Vegeta`s hand tore straight into his body, rumbling through, inch by inch, deeper and deeper and deeper still into the mass of pink, shredding through Buu`s cape and then right through the pink silly putty that made up Buu himself.
And then Vegeta paused, lowering Buu to stand on his feet still before powering up, the dusts rushing around the two combatants whilst Buu struggled around on Vegeta`s fist, either in pain or in utter amusement, it wasn`t clear. Vegeta continued to power up, straightening his hand within Buu`s back, even as the creature`s body began to try and heal around his hand. Fingers flatly extended, thumb crossed over the palm, hand rigidly held up relative to the direction of the arm, and then a slight bluish-golden glow began to emanate from Vegeta`s hand.
"BIG BANG ATTACK!!!"
Buu howled and tumbled right off of Vegeta`s fist, his already bulging gut seeming to extend out by at least seven feet before tearing open, a bolt of ki sheering through and flaring off into the distance. Buu contrinued tumbling along after the break, slamming into the ground with a howl and rolling along for several dozen feet before lying on it`s back, a large hole in both it`s cape and it`s body.
Vegeta waited.
"Did he do it?" Goten asked, leaning forward a bit. "Of course he did, he`s my dad, what do you expect?" Trunks replied. "He very well may have killed Buu just now," Piccolo agreed. "But I doubt it," he added. Krillin just twitched a bit in awe and Zangya kept a cautious eye to the field. "I don`t think so either," Goten replied. "Seems too easy. Way too easy," he mused. "Don`t jinx us!" Trunks shouted. "Alright, alright, he did it, he did it!" Goten yelled, putting little - if any - feeling into it. "That`s more like it," Trunks stated, looking back to the battlefield below and then facefaulting.
"He didn`t do it..."
Buu slowly hauled it`s bulk back up off the ground, the hole still plainly apparent, much to Vegeta`s surprise. Babidee had run out of words to say back at the beginning of the fight, but Buu just shook his head, then crossed it`s arms over his face and uncrossed them an instant later, it`s gut popping into existence again less than an instant later, just as the hole in it`s cape repaired.
"What the hell?" Vegeta asked.
Buu just glared at him, snorting briefly before holding it`s arms in an 'X' over it`s chest once again, leaning forward as a pinkish glow filled the entire area. "I`m..." He began, a pink-red dome suddenly forming up around him within the main glow of the area. "Mad..." He continued, just as the ground began to rumble and crack beneath he and Vegeta`s feet. The Prince suddenly realized what was about to happen, but it was already far too late.
"I HATE YOU!!!" Buu screamed, and as he did, the whole world trembled.
"Everyone take cover!" Piccolo shouted, diving down behind the rock, followed seconds later by Goten and Trunks, then Zangya and Krillin. "I was wondering when I was gonna die again!" The former monk yelped. "Again?!" Zangya asked. "I die once every nine to eleven years, sucks, don`t it?!" Krillin asked, somehow finding the guts to be able to speak without trembling as that pinkish glow from seconds before turned into a full on explosion, visible from deep space.
Shockwaves spread across the atmosphere, glass anywhere within five hundred miles shattered into dust, concrete snapped, the land around the explosion was simply eviscerated. For almost a minute straight, the blast continued, violently sheering through the ground for several hundred feet straight down, then finally petering itself out to reveal two figures hanging prominently in the skies. One was the dancing form of Majin Buu, so proud of it`s newest work of destructive art, the way it had blown out a perfectly round crater running a perfectly deep distance straight down. The other was the haggard looking Babidee, who was hovering in a bubble that looked like glass with black sparkles sprayed onto the top and bottom.
And then the barrier faded, Babidee hovered to the side and glanced down to see a staggering, bloodied Vegeta favoring an equally bloodied, currently limp right arm. "That guy really is lucky," Babidee commented, watching Vegeta wobble from side to side. "It`s really a shame he had to go and betray me, I could`ve used someone with that kind of power."
"Damn him," Vegeta muttered, staring up at the overjoyed looking Buu. "Damn them both to Hell right along with me," he growled. Buu only seemed to giggle at his words, lowering down to the ground across from him before reaching to it`s stomach and taking it`s gut in hand.
You love the way, I look at you
Vegeta had seen and done many disgusting things in his life. He`d seen men and women dive off of cliffs rather than face him, and he`d ripped the limbs off of worldly defenders and eaten them raw. None of that quite surpassed the disgust factor of Buu ripping out a chunk of it`s own limitless body fat and molding it into a jump rope. "What a disgusting creature," he said with surprise in his voice. Buu didn`t seem to notice his words though, it jumped along on the piece of it`s body for a few seconds before taking it into one hand and twirling it around. Buu rapidly started walking forward, belching out a blast of purple-pink ki with each step.
Vegeta jumped out of the way of every last one of them, landing on one hand and springing back into the air before phasing out of the way of yet another blast of energy. When he reappeared though, it was apparent - painfully so - that Majin Buu had outsmarted him. Badly.
"Shit."
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
Vegeta, now bound in roughly twelve feet of hardened silly putty with malicious intent, tumbled from the air, landing hard on his face while Buu merrily pranced up to him, tap dancing around him and coming dangerously close to stomping Vegeta`s head in on more than one occasion during this little dance. Then Buu came to a ballet-like pause to Vegeta`s left, bent forward, supported on the toes of one foot with it`s other leg held high and behind itself.
And then it roughly kicked Vegeta with that same leg, throwing the Prince up into the air and sending him spinning towards the ground after almost ten seconds of flight time. Vegeta landed with a sickening thud , rolling along until he was on his back, looking up just in time to see Buu coming down on him.
He landed hard. Very hard, hard enough to make a three inch deep imprint of the material he`d used to wrap Vegeta in, causing Vegeta to scream out in unspeakable pain only to be silenced repeatedly by a punch to the face. And then another punch, and then a whole chain of them, raining down into the sides of Vegeta`s face, each one drawing blood, leaving a mark or a bruise that was soon annihilated by the punch that hit the same area after it, and generally leaving Vegeta with nothing to do but sit there and die, even as Buu paused it`s punch fest and jumped up again, crashing back down hard enough to put Vegeta in deep enough that that Prince couldn`t even move his head.
And then the punches started raining in again.
You take away, if I give in
You love the things, I say I`ll do
"Father!" Trunks yelled, hopping up and flaring his ki straight into Super Saiyan. Hauling up off of the ground and rocketing towards the battlefield without delay. Goten jumped up and powered up into Super Saiyan as well, but the shock effect had worn off and Piccolo snapped a hand out, grabbing Goten around the ankle and trying to hold him back. It wasn`t hard, for all of his potential energy, Goten hadn`t yet surpassed Piccolo in strength. "We can`t afford to lose you as well!"
But what he lacked in power, Goten made up for in logic. "You wouldn`t do this if I was Gohan!" He yelled at Piccolo, who automatically let go and stood there wincing. Goten shot off, bursting after Trunks and making up for lost time in a matter of seconds.
The way I`ll hurt myself again, just to get back at you
"If. I. Could. Just. Get. Out. Of. Here..." Vegeta thought, though every word was broken by a punch raining into his face. "Where`s all your talk now?!" Buu asked in that childlike voice it had. "Didn`t you say you`d kill me?" It asked again. "Well maybe if you`d stop beating the snot out of me, I would!" Vegeta replied, managing to get the words off coherently even through a hard punch into his forehead.
"There`s. Only. One. Way. I. Can. Kill. Him," Vegeta reasoned, finally managing to realize that conventional tactics were all but futile. If he could just escape, he`d be able to end it. He knew he would.
My life, my pride is broken
"SOMEONE GET THIS FAT SON - AGH - OF A BITCH - NGH - OFF OF ME!!!" Vegeta screamed, even as yet another fist slammed across his face.
This time however, the impact was only fleeting. Almost as if his prayers had been answered on the dot, Buu flew sideways off of Vegeta, tumbling along on the ground before splashing through the side of the nearby, singed mountain and tunneling straight to it`s core. The old rock trembled briefly and collapsed hard, forming a massive pile of debris as large as any ever seen by most of the combatants.
Vegeta lay in semi-conciousness, barely able to even think straight. "That should get him down for a few minutes," Trunks surmised while Goten touched down and started to unwrap Vegeta, yanking the silly putty-like rope off of him and rolling him onto his back. "Vegeta?" Goten asked. "Hey Trunks, get over here! I think he`s not gonna wake up!" Goten shouted.
"This is rich," Jack commented sarcastically.
You like to think you`re never wrong
You like to act like you`re someone
"What in the hell was that?" Babidee yelped, hovering between the two vapor trails of the young half-saiyans, staring at them. "What kind of idiot goes charging off to die against Majin Buu?!" He demanded, shaking his head briefly. "Those with the courage and honor you lack," a gruff voice answered from behind. Babidee slowly turned around. "Ah, green with envy at Buu`s power I see?" He asked smugly. "I`m always green," Piccolo answered. "And this," he pointed over at the surrounding area. "Is all your fault. Directly or indirectly, you are the cause of all of this."
Babidee grimaced. "Even if I can`t kill Buu, I can still kill you," he stated, raising his hand back. "Ah, ah, ahhh," Babidee stated, holding a finger at the Namek. "Kill me and no one can imprison Buu. He`ll destroy everything," Babidee threatened. "Isn`t that what`s going to happen anyway?" Piccolo asked. Babidee winced. "BUU! GET OVER HERE AND KILL THIS GUY!!!" Babidee screamed.
"That`s what I thought. Now, DIE!!!" Piccolo shouted, lashing out. "Barrier!" Babidee managed to scream, just as the Namek`s hand crashed into his magics. "You can`t defeat my magics you idiot, not even the Kaioshin could!" Babidee exclaimed. "And I`m not him," Piccolo replied, shouting loudly before literally plowing through the barrier. Babidee shrieked like a child. "Sayonara," Piccolo growled, swiftly slicing the small sorcerer in half, severing an arm in the process, and sending him crashing to the ground hundreds of feet below.
"Nice style," Zangya commended. "Shouldn`t you be back with Krillin?" Piccolo asked. "Unlike midget boy, I have no common sense," Zangya replied simply enough. "You`re right. You don`t," Piccolo muttered before glancing down at the drama playing out below.
"Dad? Dad!? Wake up!" Trunks shouted. "I don`t think he`s gettin` up, Trunks," Goten stated, glancing warily in the direction where Trunks had kicked Buu into the mountain. "My dad`s a prince, Goten, he`ll wake up!" Trunks shouted harshly at his friend, who didn`t even flinch. "SWEET MOTHER OF KAMI, THIS IS FUNNY AS HELL!!!" Jack cackled. "Shut. Up. Now," Goten ordered, earning only a snickering fit from the imaginary friend he couldn`t seem to get rid of.
Vegeta groaned and quietly glanced up at Trunks, almost smiling but not quite. His face felt mostly numb and his vision was more than a little blurry and redshifted, but the sight before him managed to at least help stir him. "What are you two doing here?" He asked.
"We saved you," Trunks replied. Vegeta almost burst into a laugh but supressed it, managing to stand himself up straight with a wobble.
"Sure you did," Vegeta replied, gazing up at Piccolo, ignoring the fact that Zangya was even in the area. Piccolo gave only a nod.
You want someone to hurt like you
You want to share what you`ve been through
You live what you learn
"It`s time then," Vegeta thought, keeping his eyes glued to Piccolo. The two had an in depth understanding of one another still, after all, Piccolo had been one of the only people that Vegeta had ever considered more than just an acquaintance after his family, Nappa and Radditz. "I know what I have to do..."
I`m not sayin` :P
And diamondgirl, yeah, he might blast the authorities and he might be calmed with the pink 'BADMAN' straitjacket, but this is Vegeta here... We`d need an entire support network of Goku, Bulma, Trunks and Goten, maybe Piccolo too, just to keep him under control... Hmm... *Goes to think on this.*
Ah well... Sh33p out folks, peace!