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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From The Author: It's almost four in the morning, but I had to continue. I hope you're happy.
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Chapter seventeen; A Warrior's Revenge
Frieza landed on the ground outside capsule corp. Bulma sat on a deck, looking worried. 'Worried about me', he thought, in the split second before Bulma was able to realize what was going on. She screamed, and peirced his heart. This was the dream. Only one thing would be different...no wait, two; he would win, and Bulma would live on. He felt himself power up to unimaginable levels, feeling invincable, and knowing that he would win. Though he wasn't thinking clearly. Emotions both clouded, and enforced his natural fighting instincts. He flew toward his pray, all bonds temporarily pushed aside, and attacked.
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Goku watched the fight from the top of the lookout, with the aid of Kami-sama. He fely sick for some reason. He hardly ever got sick. "Kami-sama, I don't feel well." Ever since Kami-sama had picked he and his friends up to keep them safe, he had been feeling this way.
"Do not worry Goku. It's just your bidies reaction to feeling these powers. Your not used to it. It's like someone who gets motion sickness the first time they ride a rollar-coaster. Do you understand?"
"Yeah.", Goku said, "So, you really control this whole planet."
"I wouldn't say that control is the best word. I think guard is better."
Goku flinched as he felt one of thier powers rise, and remembered the situation. "He's going to kill Bulma. isn't he?"
"Now, Goku, I'm not phycic. It does seem that way, though, and I'm sorry to say that she dying might just be the best hope for this planet right now."
"Why?", Goku said, suddenly confused. He had thought that Kami-sama was nice.
"Goku, I don't know if you understand the fight action of adrenline, or how romantic loss can triggir it in the most affective way."
Kami-sama was using too many big words. "Can you explain it simpler?", Goku asked.
"Tell no one that I told you this."
Goku nodded.
"Is there anyone that you love right now Goku? Someone you might want to marry someday?"
"Well, there's this one girl named Chi-chi. I almost married her one day a couple of years ago. She said she loved me. I love her back, I guess."
"Love her to the point where youy would give your life for hers if it ever came down to it?"
"Sure. In a second."
"What if she died?", Kami-sama asked.
"I would be really sad, and angry." Goku didn't like these questions.
"What of the person who killed her?"
"I'm embarressed to say it, but I think that I would kill him. Nothing would stop me. I would be invincable."
"All of this said, what do you think would happen if Vegeta loved Bulma, and Bulma was killied by Frieza."
"Well I think-", Goku began, before realizing that this was what Kami-sama wanted to tell him, "You can't be serious! Vegeta?! Love?!"
"Sh!", Kami said, "If the others hear, they will...well let's just say that they shouldn't know. You shouldn't even know."
Goku nodded, and continued watching the fight woth a renewed respect for Vegeta.
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Vegeta punched harder and harder, using powers no Saiya-jin had ever used before.
"You've managed to match me in my third form, Vegeta. I dare say that's remarkable."
"What..do..you..mean..third?!", Vegeta said through punches, "Don't you mean last?!"
"Why, no. Ofcoarse not. If that were true, I would be matched with a Saiya-jin right now, and that will simply never happen."
"Shut up!!!" Frieza fired a ki-blast at his head, which he easily dodged. "Missed me.", he said, before realizing the truth. The blast was headed strait fir Bulma. He had the smallest fraction of a milli-second to react now, and time seemed to slow down. The blast was too close for him to jump in the way of, and if he tried to block it with his hand now, the energy that still made it past would surely insinerate her. One solution; push her out of the way. He few up beside her, and shuved her, taking the blast, then the moment of slow time was over.
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Bulma felt ribs snap, and lungs collaps, as the metallic tast of blood immediately filled her mouth. She was not unconcius, but in a world of pain that she had yet to imagine, and her lunged to damageed to scream.
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Goku couldn't take it. He ignored the screams of Kami-sama and Popo, and flew to Bulma's aid. He cared too much for bulma to let her die. He flew to her side. She was soaked with blood which was coming out of her mouth. "Bulma.", he whispered, wishing that he could be strong, but knowing that he was both crying and shivering. Pain filled her eyes. "No!", he yelled. He relized that there might still bea chance that a human hospital could save her.
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Vegeta heard a scream, and turned to see Kakarot crying over a blood drenched Bulma. He abondonned his fight with Frieza, and went to her side across from Kakarot. Frieza did not seem to be following him.
'Vegeta, it hurts.', she thought to him, through thier bond.
'I know.', he responded, clutching his heart, 'Beleive me, I know.'
'Am I going to die?', she asked him.
'I don't know. A Saiya-jin could probebly survive this.' He shuddered.
'I'm not a Saiya-jin.', she thought to him.
He felt a tear run down his face, and felt her happiness at this. 'I'm sorry, Bulma. I was so stupid to push you like that. Please don't leave me!', he thought hard now, the comparison of screaming.
'This is the dream, Vegeta. Just like in the dream you gained her soul. I died. I never saw the end.'
He didn't want to let her know the end, so he increased his mental barriers in that part of his mind. 'It was only a dream. I will win, Bulma.', he thought, 'And Kakarot will take you to get healed.'
'Goodbye.', she thought.
'No!' He would not except it.
'I love you.'
Vegeta sensed her slipping away, and knew that he had just one more second to respond. 'I-', he said, as a ki blast headed for them. Vegeta, who was in a mild state of shock had not blocked it. He looked down. Bulma was dead, incinerated, and Kakarot was bloody, but still awake. She was dead.
He turned to Frieza, shivering, and shocked. He got up, and felt his power flare. By the time he turned around, frieza was in yet another form. No taller, but smooth, and horribly powerful, then Frieza's muscles grew, and that power increased to knew, and unforseen levels, yet he wasn't afraid anymore.
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Goku watched as Vegeta's face went completely strait, free of all emotion, and his hair turned yellow. The emotion returns to Vegeta's face then, and he screamed as his muscles became broad, he grew a few inches, and his hair formed into more tusks. That feeling of nausia overcame Goku, and he vomitted on the ground.
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Vegeta was indeed back in the dream, only now he was he one who would Frieza to the ground. "Die, Frieza!!!", he yelled, as he flew toward the one he hated, in an attempt to finish him off one, amd for all. He inflicted a punch on Frieza's side that broke his arm, and ribs alike. Frieza plummetted to the ground. He flew down, and grabbed the tyrant by the neck, ringing it hard. With one final ki blast he incinerated Frieza, wiped him off the face of the universe. "Who's the underling now?!!!", he screamed at the slight mist that surrounded him.
He floated to the ground, with a smirk on his face. It slowly left him, as he remembered that this was a nightmare, and he was never going to wake up.
He fell to his knees, bfore the started Kakarot, powering down, tears pouring from his eyes "Why?!!!", he sceamed. He clutched his heart again. Sure the bond was painful, but there was something else. Something deeper that extended past his Saiya-jin list of emotions.
'I love you.', he thought to the vacant peice of land where Frieza had destroyed her physical form. He felt no response. It was too late now. He had already missed his thousand chances to say it.
The all-powerful Vegeta felt to weak to walk. An earthling could probebly take him out with a hand gun right now with the current condition of his ki shield.
"Vegeta.", Kakarot said calmly, and simpithetically. He began to aim a small ki blast at Kakarot, just enouph to kill him, but withdrew. "Vegeta, here on earth, no eno is gone forever when they die in a fight."
"I don't want to hear about your earth religions, Kakarot! I didn't see any spirits up on Kami-sama's lookout!" He looked back at the ground. 'She's gone, and I never told her the truth. She died thinking that I was too cold to love her'. He rubbed his hands on his eyes, and found that they were still getting wetter. He looked down at the tears on the scorch mark that was his Bulma. 'But that's all you ereally ever wanted, isn't it? For me to feel. You always knew.' He got up, and turned back one more time. 'Goodbye.'
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From The Author:This is not the last chapter. I'm going to write one more, so don't forget to check for it. Thanks again for all of the reviews. It's five-thirty in the morning right now, and I haven't gone to bed yet, yet I might still write more. See ya.
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From The Author: It's almost four in the morning, but I had to continue. I hope you're happy.
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Chapter seventeen; A Warrior's Revenge
Frieza landed on the ground outside capsule corp. Bulma sat on a deck, looking worried. 'Worried about me', he thought, in the split second before Bulma was able to realize what was going on. She screamed, and peirced his heart. This was the dream. Only one thing would be different...no wait, two; he would win, and Bulma would live on. He felt himself power up to unimaginable levels, feeling invincable, and knowing that he would win. Though he wasn't thinking clearly. Emotions both clouded, and enforced his natural fighting instincts. He flew toward his pray, all bonds temporarily pushed aside, and attacked.
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Goku watched the fight from the top of the lookout, with the aid of Kami-sama. He fely sick for some reason. He hardly ever got sick. "Kami-sama, I don't feel well." Ever since Kami-sama had picked he and his friends up to keep them safe, he had been feeling this way.
"Do not worry Goku. It's just your bidies reaction to feeling these powers. Your not used to it. It's like someone who gets motion sickness the first time they ride a rollar-coaster. Do you understand?"
"Yeah.", Goku said, "So, you really control this whole planet."
"I wouldn't say that control is the best word. I think guard is better."
Goku flinched as he felt one of thier powers rise, and remembered the situation. "He's going to kill Bulma. isn't he?"
"Now, Goku, I'm not phycic. It does seem that way, though, and I'm sorry to say that she dying might just be the best hope for this planet right now."
"Why?", Goku said, suddenly confused. He had thought that Kami-sama was nice.
"Goku, I don't know if you understand the fight action of adrenline, or how romantic loss can triggir it in the most affective way."
Kami-sama was using too many big words. "Can you explain it simpler?", Goku asked.
"Tell no one that I told you this."
Goku nodded.
"Is there anyone that you love right now Goku? Someone you might want to marry someday?"
"Well, there's this one girl named Chi-chi. I almost married her one day a couple of years ago. She said she loved me. I love her back, I guess."
"Love her to the point where youy would give your life for hers if it ever came down to it?"
"Sure. In a second."
"What if she died?", Kami-sama asked.
"I would be really sad, and angry." Goku didn't like these questions.
"What of the person who killed her?"
"I'm embarressed to say it, but I think that I would kill him. Nothing would stop me. I would be invincable."
"All of this said, what do you think would happen if Vegeta loved Bulma, and Bulma was killied by Frieza."
"Well I think-", Goku began, before realizing that this was what Kami-sama wanted to tell him, "You can't be serious! Vegeta?! Love?!"
"Sh!", Kami said, "If the others hear, they will...well let's just say that they shouldn't know. You shouldn't even know."
Goku nodded, and continued watching the fight woth a renewed respect for Vegeta.
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Vegeta punched harder and harder, using powers no Saiya-jin had ever used before.
"You've managed to match me in my third form, Vegeta. I dare say that's remarkable."
"What..do..you..mean..third?!", Vegeta said through punches, "Don't you mean last?!"
"Why, no. Ofcoarse not. If that were true, I would be matched with a Saiya-jin right now, and that will simply never happen."
"Shut up!!!" Frieza fired a ki-blast at his head, which he easily dodged. "Missed me.", he said, before realizing the truth. The blast was headed strait fir Bulma. He had the smallest fraction of a milli-second to react now, and time seemed to slow down. The blast was too close for him to jump in the way of, and if he tried to block it with his hand now, the energy that still made it past would surely insinerate her. One solution; push her out of the way. He few up beside her, and shuved her, taking the blast, then the moment of slow time was over.
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Bulma felt ribs snap, and lungs collaps, as the metallic tast of blood immediately filled her mouth. She was not unconcius, but in a world of pain that she had yet to imagine, and her lunged to damageed to scream.
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Goku couldn't take it. He ignored the screams of Kami-sama and Popo, and flew to Bulma's aid. He cared too much for bulma to let her die. He flew to her side. She was soaked with blood which was coming out of her mouth. "Bulma.", he whispered, wishing that he could be strong, but knowing that he was both crying and shivering. Pain filled her eyes. "No!", he yelled. He relized that there might still bea chance that a human hospital could save her.
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Vegeta heard a scream, and turned to see Kakarot crying over a blood drenched Bulma. He abondonned his fight with Frieza, and went to her side across from Kakarot. Frieza did not seem to be following him.
'Vegeta, it hurts.', she thought to him, through thier bond.
'I know.', he responded, clutching his heart, 'Beleive me, I know.'
'Am I going to die?', she asked him.
'I don't know. A Saiya-jin could probebly survive this.' He shuddered.
'I'm not a Saiya-jin.', she thought to him.
He felt a tear run down his face, and felt her happiness at this. 'I'm sorry, Bulma. I was so stupid to push you like that. Please don't leave me!', he thought hard now, the comparison of screaming.
'This is the dream, Vegeta. Just like in the dream you gained her soul. I died. I never saw the end.'
He didn't want to let her know the end, so he increased his mental barriers in that part of his mind. 'It was only a dream. I will win, Bulma.', he thought, 'And Kakarot will take you to get healed.'
'Goodbye.', she thought.
'No!' He would not except it.
'I love you.'
Vegeta sensed her slipping away, and knew that he had just one more second to respond. 'I-', he said, as a ki blast headed for them. Vegeta, who was in a mild state of shock had not blocked it. He looked down. Bulma was dead, incinerated, and Kakarot was bloody, but still awake. She was dead.
He turned to Frieza, shivering, and shocked. He got up, and felt his power flare. By the time he turned around, frieza was in yet another form. No taller, but smooth, and horribly powerful, then Frieza's muscles grew, and that power increased to knew, and unforseen levels, yet he wasn't afraid anymore.
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Goku watched as Vegeta's face went completely strait, free of all emotion, and his hair turned yellow. The emotion returns to Vegeta's face then, and he screamed as his muscles became broad, he grew a few inches, and his hair formed into more tusks. That feeling of nausia overcame Goku, and he vomitted on the ground.
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Vegeta was indeed back in the dream, only now he was he one who would Frieza to the ground. "Die, Frieza!!!", he yelled, as he flew toward the one he hated, in an attempt to finish him off one, amd for all. He inflicted a punch on Frieza's side that broke his arm, and ribs alike. Frieza plummetted to the ground. He flew down, and grabbed the tyrant by the neck, ringing it hard. With one final ki blast he incinerated Frieza, wiped him off the face of the universe. "Who's the underling now?!!!", he screamed at the slight mist that surrounded him.
He floated to the ground, with a smirk on his face. It slowly left him, as he remembered that this was a nightmare, and he was never going to wake up.
He fell to his knees, bfore the started Kakarot, powering down, tears pouring from his eyes "Why?!!!", he sceamed. He clutched his heart again. Sure the bond was painful, but there was something else. Something deeper that extended past his Saiya-jin list of emotions.
'I love you.', he thought to the vacant peice of land where Frieza had destroyed her physical form. He felt no response. It was too late now. He had already missed his thousand chances to say it.
The all-powerful Vegeta felt to weak to walk. An earthling could probebly take him out with a hand gun right now with the current condition of his ki shield.
"Vegeta.", Kakarot said calmly, and simpithetically. He began to aim a small ki blast at Kakarot, just enouph to kill him, but withdrew. "Vegeta, here on earth, no eno is gone forever when they die in a fight."
"I don't want to hear about your earth religions, Kakarot! I didn't see any spirits up on Kami-sama's lookout!" He looked back at the ground. 'She's gone, and I never told her the truth. She died thinking that I was too cold to love her'. He rubbed his hands on his eyes, and found that they were still getting wetter. He looked down at the tears on the scorch mark that was his Bulma. 'But that's all you ereally ever wanted, isn't it? For me to feel. You always knew.' He got up, and turned back one more time. 'Goodbye.'
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From The Author:This is not the last chapter. I'm going to write one more, so don't forget to check for it. Thanks again for all of the reviews. It's five-thirty in the morning right now, and I haven't gone to bed yet, yet I might still write more. See ya.