One for Sorrow, Two for Joy * Part 3 * By CadeVD
*DISCLAIMER*
As much as I'd like to, I don't own DragonballZ. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I'd be spending my millions and.. well you get the picture. I do however own this story. Hope you enjoy it.
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The Mighty Prince was faced with the evil War-Lord again. The beast raised his finger and aimed for the Sayain's heart. The beam departed from it's source and, all too soon, reached it's destination . It sliced through him like a knife through butter; and he fell. He lifted his head up all he could, but it was too much for him. He came in contact with the floor and accepted death.
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The young Prince, violently thrashing about in his dream, woke up suddenly in a cold sweat. Frantically he looked around for his father, but there was no one. The evil darkness was continuing it's reign and would never abdicate. The Sayain Prince sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Vegeta was having this dream more often now as he was sleeping more often out of boredom. What the Little Warrior didn't understand was why this dream still scared him. Surely he had had it enough times to know what became of him. He just couldn't escape the fear of the dream. Every night or day, he couldn't tell, before he lay down to sleep he thought to himself, *When I have that dream again I won't sit there. I'm going to fight.* When it came to the dream he just froze. The only choice he had now was to stop himself from falling asleep. He could at least do that. At that second the Prince heard a loud squeaking in the corner of the room. This was a common occurance. The Sayain child held out his palm toward the direction of the sound and let out a small blast. A shrill screach echoed the room for awhile, but was quickly cut off. Vegeta went back to sitting, something he did quite often and would be doing more of now that sleeping wasn't an option. As he stared into the darkness the young Prince picked up a faint creaking noise. It was coming form above him. As he rose his head the sayain noticed a very small slip of light. The next thing he heard was a random tapping as if little seeds were being delicately dropped onto the floor. The slip of light highlighted one of the seeds and Vegeta watched increase in size. He had seen these before. Little green monsters formed from the seeds. Saibamen; green, lizard-like creatures. One wasn't a problem, but Vegeta could feal the prescence of many little deamons. A small smile spread across the Prince's face. This would just be practice for the little warrior. With a screach the Saibamen attacked head on. The all wanted a piece of him, but he wouldn't let them. He powered up to only a fraction of his full power. With a mighty cry of war the little warrior fired a single blast of ki at one of the Saibamen. The alien creature instantly dematerialized. This was very enjoyable to Vegeta. Sayain's were a warrior race, nothing made them more happy than fighting. Vegeta let out a full attack. At least two of the little deamons were wasted in the blast, three remained. The Prince charged one of the remaining alien's head on and landed a powerful punch into it's stomach. His fist didn't stop there. It travelled through the monster's chest as it dissolved in a small blast. The last two would be easy. Vegeta rose above the last two survivors and let out a series of short ki blasts. They fell like a tiny, pink meteorite shower, taking the last two Saibamen in it's blast. The Sayain Prince was pleased with himself. He had wasted seven Saibamen all on his own, and he didn't even break a sweat. Just wait 'till he told his father. The smile which had been plastered on his face during the battle suddenly faded. It was these times Vegeta wished his father could be there to say how proud he was of him. The little Prince fell to his knees and cupped his head in his hands. He wasn't upset...he was angry.The young Prince was angry at himself. *It's my fault, all my fault. I should've faught Frieza when I had the chance. Instead I ran away like a weakling. * Before the Prince could let out his anger, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps directly outside the room. As the door hissed open Vegeta was blinded by the bright light. He had spent too long in the darkness and was unaccustomed to the light. As he focused the young Prince could make out a short figure dressed in armour.The distinctive horns gave away the unwanted visitors identity.
"Still alive my little monkey friend?" Frieza entered the room. Vegeta was still shading his eyes from the bright light and stumbled a little as he rose to his feet. The evil War-Lord approached the frightened child. Every step Frieza advanced, Vegeta stepped back two. "I'm impressed at your survival skills," chuckled the beast ,"Very impressed. In fact, I'm so impressed I've decided to spare your life," This was not entierly true, as the beast had no intention of killing the young Prince. It was all part of his little plot. "I will spare you're life, if you join me... my army" Frieza had seen from a monitored camera in the room how Vegeta handled the Saibamen. Very impressive for a child his age. He would be very useful to the war-lord.
This was too much for Vegeta to take in. How could he serve the beast who haunted his dreams, his life, his world. It was at this point of thinking that Vegeta felt the coldness of the wall against his back. Frieza sensed the Prince had no will to join him, but the horned terror had one more ace up his sleve. " If you refuse my, kind offer. You will NEVER see you father again!" the words seemed to amuse Frieza as he bust out into a taunting cackle. All the child could do was slide down the wall onto the floor as Frieza exited the room in fits of laughter and closed the door. He was frozen with shock and fear. He couldn't imagine a world without his father. Even though his father wasn't in the room he was still alive... wasn't he? Escaping the question and his reality, Vegeta fell asleep, hoping to find some comfort in his dream world.
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It was the same scenario. Frieza raised his arm ready to carry out his evil deed. This time Vegeta woldn't be caught off guard. The ki approached the Prince, a little off target Vegeta thought. It veered towards his left and just nicked his cheek. Blood trickled down the side of the Sayain Prince's face and down his neck. Finally he had escaped his destined death. Unexpectedly Vegeta felt as if he should look out behind him. He rotated his head to look behind him. His father was stood there and the laser attack was heading right for him. All Vegeta could do was watch as the ki blast cut through his father's heart. He fell hard onto the floor and ceised to move anymore. His lifeless body just lay there in the dust.
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"FATHER!" Vegeta woke up yelling at the top of his lungs. His nightmare had brought him to realise the fact that had stabbed his heart long before, but was too stubourn to believe it.He didn't want to belive it, but he had to. His father was dead. He would never see him again. No one else cared for him like his father did. Everyone else 'respected' the Prince out of fear. His father was his only friend. All his hopes were destroyed. Who'd save him now? Who'd praise him when he did something good. Who'd pride him like his father? No one. He had nobody. No one could protect him against his fears or comfort him. He didn't even have a picture of his father.What if he forgot him? Was he already begining to forget? All these thoughts neded to escape, all the anger, all the fear, all the guilt and overwhelming sorrow. He couldn't take it any longer. His ki rose, the anger bubbled up and the child trapped inside the warrior broke free. "FATHER! COME BACK! DON'T LEAVE! SAVE ME FATHER!" The tears couldn't be prevented this time. multiple balls of energy left Vegeta's hands and made huge explosions as the hit the walls. "FATHER! FATHER! FATHER!" The messed up little child screamed out hoping his father could hear him somehow. "COME BACK FATHER!" The biggest of all the blasts Vegeta had let loose was aimed above him. As the energy hit the celing there was an almighty explosion. Bit of metal fell down and crashed to the ground. The Prince was completely torn up. He was in such a confused state that he didn't see the metal beam dispatch from it's structure. It fell on the child, crushing his tiny body. As the smoke slowly cleared the little body became visible. All the child could do was choke out his last words "...save me father...I'm waiting... " With his final words the helpless little warrior gave his struggle to fight his phyisical and emotional pain. The orphan lay motionless on the prison floor.
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I almost cried while writing this! I hope it's long enough for those who wanted me to write long fics. Just in case you get the wrong idea, this isn't the end.
*DISCLAIMER*
As much as I'd like to, I don't own DragonballZ. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I'd be spending my millions and.. well you get the picture. I do however own this story. Hope you enjoy it.
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The Mighty Prince was faced with the evil War-Lord again. The beast raised his finger and aimed for the Sayain's heart. The beam departed from it's source and, all too soon, reached it's destination . It sliced through him like a knife through butter; and he fell. He lifted his head up all he could, but it was too much for him. He came in contact with the floor and accepted death.
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The young Prince, violently thrashing about in his dream, woke up suddenly in a cold sweat. Frantically he looked around for his father, but there was no one. The evil darkness was continuing it's reign and would never abdicate. The Sayain Prince sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Vegeta was having this dream more often now as he was sleeping more often out of boredom. What the Little Warrior didn't understand was why this dream still scared him. Surely he had had it enough times to know what became of him. He just couldn't escape the fear of the dream. Every night or day, he couldn't tell, before he lay down to sleep he thought to himself, *When I have that dream again I won't sit there. I'm going to fight.* When it came to the dream he just froze. The only choice he had now was to stop himself from falling asleep. He could at least do that. At that second the Prince heard a loud squeaking in the corner of the room. This was a common occurance. The Sayain child held out his palm toward the direction of the sound and let out a small blast. A shrill screach echoed the room for awhile, but was quickly cut off. Vegeta went back to sitting, something he did quite often and would be doing more of now that sleeping wasn't an option. As he stared into the darkness the young Prince picked up a faint creaking noise. It was coming form above him. As he rose his head the sayain noticed a very small slip of light. The next thing he heard was a random tapping as if little seeds were being delicately dropped onto the floor. The slip of light highlighted one of the seeds and Vegeta watched increase in size. He had seen these before. Little green monsters formed from the seeds. Saibamen; green, lizard-like creatures. One wasn't a problem, but Vegeta could feal the prescence of many little deamons. A small smile spread across the Prince's face. This would just be practice for the little warrior. With a screach the Saibamen attacked head on. The all wanted a piece of him, but he wouldn't let them. He powered up to only a fraction of his full power. With a mighty cry of war the little warrior fired a single blast of ki at one of the Saibamen. The alien creature instantly dematerialized. This was very enjoyable to Vegeta. Sayain's were a warrior race, nothing made them more happy than fighting. Vegeta let out a full attack. At least two of the little deamons were wasted in the blast, three remained. The Prince charged one of the remaining alien's head on and landed a powerful punch into it's stomach. His fist didn't stop there. It travelled through the monster's chest as it dissolved in a small blast. The last two would be easy. Vegeta rose above the last two survivors and let out a series of short ki blasts. They fell like a tiny, pink meteorite shower, taking the last two Saibamen in it's blast. The Sayain Prince was pleased with himself. He had wasted seven Saibamen all on his own, and he didn't even break a sweat. Just wait 'till he told his father. The smile which had been plastered on his face during the battle suddenly faded. It was these times Vegeta wished his father could be there to say how proud he was of him. The little Prince fell to his knees and cupped his head in his hands. He wasn't upset...he was angry.The young Prince was angry at himself. *It's my fault, all my fault. I should've faught Frieza when I had the chance. Instead I ran away like a weakling. * Before the Prince could let out his anger, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps directly outside the room. As the door hissed open Vegeta was blinded by the bright light. He had spent too long in the darkness and was unaccustomed to the light. As he focused the young Prince could make out a short figure dressed in armour.The distinctive horns gave away the unwanted visitors identity.
"Still alive my little monkey friend?" Frieza entered the room. Vegeta was still shading his eyes from the bright light and stumbled a little as he rose to his feet. The evil War-Lord approached the frightened child. Every step Frieza advanced, Vegeta stepped back two. "I'm impressed at your survival skills," chuckled the beast ,"Very impressed. In fact, I'm so impressed I've decided to spare your life," This was not entierly true, as the beast had no intention of killing the young Prince. It was all part of his little plot. "I will spare you're life, if you join me... my army" Frieza had seen from a monitored camera in the room how Vegeta handled the Saibamen. Very impressive for a child his age. He would be very useful to the war-lord.
This was too much for Vegeta to take in. How could he serve the beast who haunted his dreams, his life, his world. It was at this point of thinking that Vegeta felt the coldness of the wall against his back. Frieza sensed the Prince had no will to join him, but the horned terror had one more ace up his sleve. " If you refuse my, kind offer. You will NEVER see you father again!" the words seemed to amuse Frieza as he bust out into a taunting cackle. All the child could do was slide down the wall onto the floor as Frieza exited the room in fits of laughter and closed the door. He was frozen with shock and fear. He couldn't imagine a world without his father. Even though his father wasn't in the room he was still alive... wasn't he? Escaping the question and his reality, Vegeta fell asleep, hoping to find some comfort in his dream world.
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It was the same scenario. Frieza raised his arm ready to carry out his evil deed. This time Vegeta woldn't be caught off guard. The ki approached the Prince, a little off target Vegeta thought. It veered towards his left and just nicked his cheek. Blood trickled down the side of the Sayain Prince's face and down his neck. Finally he had escaped his destined death. Unexpectedly Vegeta felt as if he should look out behind him. He rotated his head to look behind him. His father was stood there and the laser attack was heading right for him. All Vegeta could do was watch as the ki blast cut through his father's heart. He fell hard onto the floor and ceised to move anymore. His lifeless body just lay there in the dust.
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"FATHER!" Vegeta woke up yelling at the top of his lungs. His nightmare had brought him to realise the fact that had stabbed his heart long before, but was too stubourn to believe it.He didn't want to belive it, but he had to. His father was dead. He would never see him again. No one else cared for him like his father did. Everyone else 'respected' the Prince out of fear. His father was his only friend. All his hopes were destroyed. Who'd save him now? Who'd praise him when he did something good. Who'd pride him like his father? No one. He had nobody. No one could protect him against his fears or comfort him. He didn't even have a picture of his father.What if he forgot him? Was he already begining to forget? All these thoughts neded to escape, all the anger, all the fear, all the guilt and overwhelming sorrow. He couldn't take it any longer. His ki rose, the anger bubbled up and the child trapped inside the warrior broke free. "FATHER! COME BACK! DON'T LEAVE! SAVE ME FATHER!" The tears couldn't be prevented this time. multiple balls of energy left Vegeta's hands and made huge explosions as the hit the walls. "FATHER! FATHER! FATHER!" The messed up little child screamed out hoping his father could hear him somehow. "COME BACK FATHER!" The biggest of all the blasts Vegeta had let loose was aimed above him. As the energy hit the celing there was an almighty explosion. Bit of metal fell down and crashed to the ground. The Prince was completely torn up. He was in such a confused state that he didn't see the metal beam dispatch from it's structure. It fell on the child, crushing his tiny body. As the smoke slowly cleared the little body became visible. All the child could do was choke out his last words "...save me father...I'm waiting... " With his final words the helpless little warrior gave his struggle to fight his phyisical and emotional pain. The orphan lay motionless on the prison floor.
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I almost cried while writing this! I hope it's long enough for those who wanted me to write long fics. Just in case you get the wrong idea, this isn't the end.