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 Sixteen; The Long-Awaited Fight
"Ha ha ha!!!", Frieza said in his trademark way, "So, the little Saiya-jin has high hopes, does he?"
"Turn on your scouter, Frieza.", Vegeta repeated with no less of a grin. He could sense right now that Frieza hadn't a chance against him.
"Fine then, Vegeta. If it will make you so happy. I am, after all, a believer in last requests." Frieza pushed the button on the side of his scouter, and the numbers flew by. Vegeta knew what was coming next. Boom! The scouter exploded. "You infernal monky!", Frieza said, "You really think that impresses me?!"
"No. I think it terrifies you.", Vegeta replied.
"Think again, Monky-boy!" Frieza's fist clenched, and his aura flared. He was powering up.
"That same old insult, Frieza? How long did you think that would hurt my feelings?" Vegeta flew at Frieza, and hit him on the jaw, watching with pleasure, and mild confusion as the all-powerful tyrant fell to the ground, and gripped his face. It must have been a long time since he'd felt real pain. Vegeta hadn't thought that it would be this easy. He had actually been looking foward to a good fight.
"Vegeta, How-?!", Frieza said before Vegeta delivered him another punch to the stomach. "You coward.", he spit out.
"What are you talking about?", Vegeta said, annoyed.
"You are fighting me at your full power, and yet won't even let me transform."
"Fine then. Transform. It doesn't matter. I'll still win."
"You'll regret that.", Frieza said.
At that, Frieza powered up again, and then transformed. He grew about two feet, and lost his armer. The power that Vegeta felt was stronger, but still not as strong as him. "Are you finished?", Vegeta asked.
"Not quite."
"Well that's all you get!" Vegeta lunged for him again, and kicked him back on the ground, then began a series of punches in his stomach as he layed on his back. He began feeling sickened at himself. This may have been the Saiya-jin way, but it just wasn't any fun. He wanted this to be longer. This may have been the last real fight he would ever have. He didn't want to waste it. He stopped punching. "If you feel that you should transform again, than do it. You will never have a chance.
"Once again, bad choice." Frieza got up, and transformed again. This time it was hideous. His head became long, and his face distorded. His posture became hunched, and long spikes pertruded from his back. He was so disgusted at Frieza's phisical form, that he almost forgot to read the lizzards power level. 'Oh no!', he thought, reallizing that it was higher than his. "What do you think? Sporty?"
"Disgusting.", Vegeta replied.
"Oh, well, what does it matter. I never really cared much for vanity. That was always Zarbon's thing."
"Leave your girlfriend out of this.", Vegeta said.
"Oh, Vegeta, you just never learn do you?", Frieza said, "I have had enough of your disrespect! You will bow to me like the underling you are!!!"
"Never in a million years, Freiza.", Vegeta relpied, showing no fear.
Frieza jumped toward Vegeta, and they locked hands. It wasn't long before Frieza was grinding Vegeta's face into the ground with his hand. It didn't really hurt. This planet had soft soil. What hurt was Frieza's grip on him, and the pain in his heart.
~Flashback~
"Vegeta.", Bulma said, sitting beside him in one of thier many dream meetings.
"Yes?", he said softly.
"When this is all over, you know; the training, the fighting, the distractions, will you...stay here on Earth with me?"
He smiled at her. "You know, I'm a horrible person. I've killed billions, maybe even trillions."
"I don't buy it.", she said, "And even if you did, it was all because of Frieza, right? The deaths are in his name, not yours."
"Well..."
"What's your answer?"
"Sure. I couldn't leave. Something might happen to you."
"Oh, Vegeta, I love you."
He simply smiled back. He didn't want to tell her again that he couldn't love. Yet he also didn't want to lie, so he just kept his mouth shut.
"Well?", she persisted.
"I'll stay with you.", he said, "I'll never leave you. I promise."
~End Flashback~
No! He couldn't leave her behind! Not to mention the fact that she actually would die if he didn't win. "No! I won't be defeated!", Vegeta yelled, pushing Frieza off. It was surprizingly easy. Did he get some kind of adrenaline rush? No. Frieza seemed to be thinking.
"I heard an interesting myth once, Vegeta.", Frieza said, smiling, "I heard that when a warroir achieves a certain level of strength, he can, in the right sircunstances, read someone's mind."
"So?!"
"So, I think that I just got a glimps at your thoughts, and I know just the thing to make this fight more interesting."
It couldn't be! It couldn't be the dream all over again! Vegeta was in mild disbelief, yet knew the truth. "No.", He said quietly, "I won't let you!!!"
Frieza smiled, and began speeding toward capsule corp, leaving just enouph room so Vegeta could follow, but never catch him.
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From The Author: I have forty-five reviews now! Thank you so much everyone. I have read great stories from everyone who reveiewed mine. You are all great writers, and conciderate readers. Thankyou so much!
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Chapter Sixteen; The Long-Awaited Fight
"Ha ha ha!!!", Frieza said in his trademark way, "So, the little Saiya-jin has high hopes, does he?"
"Turn on your scouter, Frieza.", Vegeta repeated with no less of a grin. He could sense right now that Frieza hadn't a chance against him.
"Fine then, Vegeta. If it will make you so happy. I am, after all, a believer in last requests." Frieza pushed the button on the side of his scouter, and the numbers flew by. Vegeta knew what was coming next. Boom! The scouter exploded. "You infernal monky!", Frieza said, "You really think that impresses me?!"
"No. I think it terrifies you.", Vegeta replied.
"Think again, Monky-boy!" Frieza's fist clenched, and his aura flared. He was powering up.
"That same old insult, Frieza? How long did you think that would hurt my feelings?" Vegeta flew at Frieza, and hit him on the jaw, watching with pleasure, and mild confusion as the all-powerful tyrant fell to the ground, and gripped his face. It must have been a long time since he'd felt real pain. Vegeta hadn't thought that it would be this easy. He had actually been looking foward to a good fight.
"Vegeta, How-?!", Frieza said before Vegeta delivered him another punch to the stomach. "You coward.", he spit out.
"What are you talking about?", Vegeta said, annoyed.
"You are fighting me at your full power, and yet won't even let me transform."
"Fine then. Transform. It doesn't matter. I'll still win."
"You'll regret that.", Frieza said.
At that, Frieza powered up again, and then transformed. He grew about two feet, and lost his armer. The power that Vegeta felt was stronger, but still not as strong as him. "Are you finished?", Vegeta asked.
"Not quite."
"Well that's all you get!" Vegeta lunged for him again, and kicked him back on the ground, then began a series of punches in his stomach as he layed on his back. He began feeling sickened at himself. This may have been the Saiya-jin way, but it just wasn't any fun. He wanted this to be longer. This may have been the last real fight he would ever have. He didn't want to waste it. He stopped punching. "If you feel that you should transform again, than do it. You will never have a chance.
"Once again, bad choice." Frieza got up, and transformed again. This time it was hideous. His head became long, and his face distorded. His posture became hunched, and long spikes pertruded from his back. He was so disgusted at Frieza's phisical form, that he almost forgot to read the lizzards power level. 'Oh no!', he thought, reallizing that it was higher than his. "What do you think? Sporty?"
"Disgusting.", Vegeta replied.
"Oh, well, what does it matter. I never really cared much for vanity. That was always Zarbon's thing."
"Leave your girlfriend out of this.", Vegeta said.
"Oh, Vegeta, you just never learn do you?", Frieza said, "I have had enough of your disrespect! You will bow to me like the underling you are!!!"
"Never in a million years, Freiza.", Vegeta relpied, showing no fear.
Frieza jumped toward Vegeta, and they locked hands. It wasn't long before Frieza was grinding Vegeta's face into the ground with his hand. It didn't really hurt. This planet had soft soil. What hurt was Frieza's grip on him, and the pain in his heart.
~Flashback~
"Vegeta.", Bulma said, sitting beside him in one of thier many dream meetings.
"Yes?", he said softly.
"When this is all over, you know; the training, the fighting, the distractions, will you...stay here on Earth with me?"
He smiled at her. "You know, I'm a horrible person. I've killed billions, maybe even trillions."
"I don't buy it.", she said, "And even if you did, it was all because of Frieza, right? The deaths are in his name, not yours."
"Well..."
"What's your answer?"
"Sure. I couldn't leave. Something might happen to you."
"Oh, Vegeta, I love you."
He simply smiled back. He didn't want to tell her again that he couldn't love. Yet he also didn't want to lie, so he just kept his mouth shut.
"Well?", she persisted.
"I'll stay with you.", he said, "I'll never leave you. I promise."
~End Flashback~
No! He couldn't leave her behind! Not to mention the fact that she actually would die if he didn't win. "No! I won't be defeated!", Vegeta yelled, pushing Frieza off. It was surprizingly easy. Did he get some kind of adrenaline rush? No. Frieza seemed to be thinking.
"I heard an interesting myth once, Vegeta.", Frieza said, smiling, "I heard that when a warroir achieves a certain level of strength, he can, in the right sircunstances, read someone's mind."
"So?!"
"So, I think that I just got a glimps at your thoughts, and I know just the thing to make this fight more interesting."
It couldn't be! It couldn't be the dream all over again! Vegeta was in mild disbelief, yet knew the truth. "No.", He said quietly, "I won't let you!!!"
Frieza smiled, and began speeding toward capsule corp, leaving just enouph room so Vegeta could follow, but never catch him.
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From The Author: I have forty-five reviews now! Thank you so much everyone. I have read great stories from everyone who reveiewed mine. You are all great writers, and conciderate readers. Thankyou so much!