Vegeta lay back on his bed, thinking; it was a trait that ran in the family.
Normally at this time of day, he'd be training in the gravity chamber in order to beat Kakarot. But if what he thought was true was indeed the truth...then he was already stronger than Kakarot.
Back when he was a planet-clearer for Freeza, he had occasionally had some spare time in-between missions. He had spent much of this time researching everything he could find on the Saiyan race.
One thing he had found was an ancient document, detailing the legend of the Saiyan kings. According to the document, Saiyan kings had special mystical powers, the foremost of which was the ability to draw upon the power of all Saiyans and add it to his own. This had been an important trait in the race's first few years of existence, but as the Saiyans eventually became one of the dominant races of the cosmos, it was utilized less and less, until even the kings themselves had forgotten about it.
Of course, Vegeta had had no way of knowing if this was true or not; his father had died before passing on the title. But now, he could find out.
He got off the bed and began to power up.
***
Bulma was still working on the form, asking Mirai some questions now and then.
She blinked.
"All this legalese is giving me a headache," she muttered, rubbing her temples.
"Me too," said Mirai.
***
Goten and Trunks were sparring in mid-air.
"Ow!" Goten shouted, clutching his forehead. "You didn't have to hit me that hard!"
"What are you talking about? You're the one that hit me too hard. My head's hurting."
***
Kakarot had screwed up again somehow, and was currently being yelled at by Chi-Chi while she smacked him with the frying pan.
"Have you been working out?" he asked when she stopped. "That made my head hurt."
***
Gohan was writing up his latest lecture. He had just reached the fourth page, when his head began to throb.
"Uggh. Break time."
Videl looked up at him. "Break time? Are you kidding, you look horrible! Go lie down, I'll get you some aspirin."
***
Nappa was raiding the giant fridge at Capsule Corp.
"I'd better hurry up and get something," he said to himself. "This cold is starting to make my head hurt."
***
In their bedroom, Iroke was trying to take off Raditz's vest.
"Not now," Raditz said. "I have a headache."
***
Bardock lay in the fields behind Kakarot's house, waiting for Goten to return so he could spar with him.
"Damn it all, the kid's late and now my head is aching. I must have looked at the sun too much."
***
For a moment, Vegeta felt as he had when he had first become a Majin, being overwhelmed by a sudden influx of power.
Gasping for breath, he released his control over the others' powers.
*Oh yes...Kakarot, now you are mine.*
***
Getting his breath back, he walked out to the main portion of Capsule Corp. to gloat a bit before going to beat the living hell out of Kakarot. He stopped when he saw Bulma and Mirai massaging their heads.
"What's going on?"
"All this legal work has made our heads hurt," was Bulma's response.
Vegeta frowned. So there was a downside...
*Damnation! I can't fight Kakarot like this...he would have a headache too, and my victory would be unfairly gained...count your blessings, Kakarot...looks like I'll have to be doing this the old-fashioned way after all. First thing tomorrow, it's back in the gravity chamber.*
Normally at this time of day, he'd be training in the gravity chamber in order to beat Kakarot. But if what he thought was true was indeed the truth...then he was already stronger than Kakarot.
Back when he was a planet-clearer for Freeza, he had occasionally had some spare time in-between missions. He had spent much of this time researching everything he could find on the Saiyan race.
One thing he had found was an ancient document, detailing the legend of the Saiyan kings. According to the document, Saiyan kings had special mystical powers, the foremost of which was the ability to draw upon the power of all Saiyans and add it to his own. This had been an important trait in the race's first few years of existence, but as the Saiyans eventually became one of the dominant races of the cosmos, it was utilized less and less, until even the kings themselves had forgotten about it.
Of course, Vegeta had had no way of knowing if this was true or not; his father had died before passing on the title. But now, he could find out.
He got off the bed and began to power up.
***
Bulma was still working on the form, asking Mirai some questions now and then.
She blinked.
"All this legalese is giving me a headache," she muttered, rubbing her temples.
"Me too," said Mirai.
***
Goten and Trunks were sparring in mid-air.
"Ow!" Goten shouted, clutching his forehead. "You didn't have to hit me that hard!"
"What are you talking about? You're the one that hit me too hard. My head's hurting."
***
Kakarot had screwed up again somehow, and was currently being yelled at by Chi-Chi while she smacked him with the frying pan.
"Have you been working out?" he asked when she stopped. "That made my head hurt."
***
Gohan was writing up his latest lecture. He had just reached the fourth page, when his head began to throb.
"Uggh. Break time."
Videl looked up at him. "Break time? Are you kidding, you look horrible! Go lie down, I'll get you some aspirin."
***
Nappa was raiding the giant fridge at Capsule Corp.
"I'd better hurry up and get something," he said to himself. "This cold is starting to make my head hurt."
***
In their bedroom, Iroke was trying to take off Raditz's vest.
"Not now," Raditz said. "I have a headache."
***
Bardock lay in the fields behind Kakarot's house, waiting for Goten to return so he could spar with him.
"Damn it all, the kid's late and now my head is aching. I must have looked at the sun too much."
***
For a moment, Vegeta felt as he had when he had first become a Majin, being overwhelmed by a sudden influx of power.
Gasping for breath, he released his control over the others' powers.
*Oh yes...Kakarot, now you are mine.*
***
Getting his breath back, he walked out to the main portion of Capsule Corp. to gloat a bit before going to beat the living hell out of Kakarot. He stopped when he saw Bulma and Mirai massaging their heads.
"What's going on?"
"All this legal work has made our heads hurt," was Bulma's response.
Vegeta frowned. So there was a downside...
*Damnation! I can't fight Kakarot like this...he would have a headache too, and my victory would be unfairly gained...count your blessings, Kakarot...looks like I'll have to be doing this the old-fashioned way after all. First thing tomorrow, it's back in the gravity chamber.*