Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.

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Chapter Twelve; Endless Nothingness

Vegeta punched a few more times, then just screamed. He hadn't stopped training for hours, and yet he didn't feal like his body was being worked at all. It was this accursed gravity. He couldn't train in it. If anything, trying to train here would make him weaker. "What am I going to do?!", he screamed into the nothingness that was his training feild. He had already ripped out every tree within a ten mile radius.

"Vegeta.", a strange voice said from behind.

"What is it?", he said, turning. He saw a creature with skin no lighter than his saiya-jin eyes, sitting on a floating peice of material. "Yeah, nice trick, now, what do you want?"

"My master wants to help you."

"And you, pray tell, is your master."

"Would you believe me if I told you he was the god of this planet."

"No, I wouldn't.", Vegeta said, turning.

"Vegeta, he can help you..", the creature said.

"And why should I listen to you?"

"Because, if you don't, you will lose the upcoming fight."

"So what? I have nothing to live for."

"But if you don't win, Vegeta, she will die."

"I have no idea what your talking about.", Vegeta said, trying not to give in. He sighed. "Fine. Bring me to this 'master'."

"Hop on.", he said.

"What?! You expect me to get onto that thing?! With you?! No. I can fly myself."

"Suit yourself." The creature lifted into the air, and bean flying very quickly. So quickly that Vegeta almost lost him for a while, but he made it to the destination.

"Hello, Vegeta. I an Kami-sama", said a green, wrinkled figure.

"Why have I been brought here, and why do you know so much about me?". Vegeta asked.

"You are the only hope for this planet, and everyone on it, but you have no chance at beating Frieza with just four months of training."

"Don't you think I know that?"

"...However, I do sense the potentail within you. You CAN beat him if given enouph time to prepare."

"Time that I don't have."

"Correction; time that I can give you."

"What?!"

"It is within my power to give you up to one-hundred and twenty-three years to train for this battle, but it won't take that long."

"I don't understand."

"Follow me." Vegeta obeyed, and was brought to a large door. "This is the room of space and time, or the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Every day out here is equal to an entire year within those doors."

"You lie.", Vegeta said.

"No. Now, Vegeta, when training within this room, you must remember to take breaks, and come out to see the colors, and get some fresh air. You mest beware of such things as white-blindness, getting lost, and even going mad. Many a warrior has lost his mind within the endless nothingness."

"Let me see this place."

"Very well."

They walked in. Kami began showing his a variety of training tools; ankle weights, wrist weights, weghted clothing, and just lifting weights in general. "How is any of this going to help me.", vegeta asked, "I mean, sure they must be heavy to earthlings, but none of them look nearly big enouph to weigh enouph to train me, especailly in this gravity." Vegeta spoke not out of hautiness, but pure fact.

The creature smiled, "Try to lift that one." He pointed to one of the larger ones.

"Alright." Vegeta walking over to the weight, and with one hand, attempted to lift it. He couldn't! He put down his other hand, and powered up, but it was no use. "What the...!"

"These weights are made not only from metal, but many other things. From other planets, as well as other realms. Popo did tell you that I was the Gaurdian, didn't he? I'm a low-rank diety. This is a heavenly place."

"This will help my training in ways you don't know." Vegeta stopped himself. He wanted to show some gratitude, but he didn't want to go so far as to thank him. Yes, the creature had earned the title of "him", and not "it" with Vegeta.

"Should I leave you to your training?"

"Yes. I'm ready.", he said. 'How am I ever going to go so long without her?', he asked himself, and was suddenly scared, remembering the other creatures previous comment. "Can dieties read minds?"

Kami-sama laughed. "Some can. Not me. I am mpstly jusy a casual observer, yet I can see many things at once, and am very good at picking up mental ques." He winked. "I know what your thinking even without reading your mind. I can see it in your eyes. You will have plenty of time to come out for visits."

Vegeta simply nodded. Although embarassed, he knew that he couldn't hide it from the diety, and didn't want to push the issue any farther, and invoke an all-out conversation about it. Kami-sama left, and Vegeta was all alone, determined to stay atleast a couple of days without caming out.

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FromThe Author: Wow! A whole chapter without a pagebreak. A whole chapter from Vegeta's point of veiw! I made up that stuff about the weights. I was going to make the room have more gravity, because I think Trunks said it did once(kid Trunks), but decided against it. I guess I did update. Please review. Reveiw! REVEIW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks ; )