Unbreakable Part 3
By: Suspense
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Go read my fic before you start to decompose from reading these disclaimers.
16 YEARS LATER....
"You must hurry my Prince, your future mate arrives here in less than an hour! You still haven't gotten dressed? Look at you!"
Vegeta grit his teeth in extreme annoyance and tried to hold onto his already stretched patience. His future mate arrived today...was it Omega? The girl from long ago still held a special place in his heart. He was looking forward to meeting his future mate if it was indeed her. If not...
//I don't want to even think it's not her,// he thought in annoyance, //It's got to be her.//
"You highness, here are your clothes, hurry, please!" Another useless and irritating servant pushed some clothes into his arms. "Would you like any assistance, my Prince?"
Vegeta lost it. "ASSISTANCE?! DO I NEED-go away. Now. Before I have to kill you and anger my father." He turned away. One more look at her face and he would blast her into oblivion without a second thought, and he had promised his father he wouldn't kill anyone today.
He ordered everyone out and put on his clothes. He was adjusting his cape when he heard two servants conversing outside his door. Vegeta was about to make them shut up when he heard what they were talking about. The Prince pressed his ear against the door in order to hear them better.
"I heard that the Princess was so wild that she ran away from her father and went exploring in space! That's probably why they're hunting her down," one said excitedly.
"That's not what I heard. I heard that she was left here in order to get stronger, then someone pissed her off and she snapped! She's a deadly assassin now, I hear. Her ki level is rumored to be higher than Lord Freiza's!"
//What?!?!// Vegeta drew back in alarm. //They're hunting her? But no one is stronger than Freiza! Is Omega or whoever she is really that strong?!//
He sighed in confusion and ran a hand up through his spiky hair, making it stand up straighter. //I wonder how powerful she really is...//
Just then, a rumbling noise came to Vegeta's attention. He leaped to his feet and looked around. "What the-"
His window suddenly shattered, and two beings tumbled into his chambers. Vegeta's jaw dropped as a girl and a-thing, dropped into his room. The thing looked like an oversized dog, with the entire contour of it's body covered in spikes, with the exception of it's massive head. It seemed to be preying on the girl, who- //That girl! Could it be?!//
Vegeta backed up a little as the dog-like creature made a snarling sound like laughter as it looked down at the girl, who looked suspiciously like-
"Even after I rough you up and smash you into a window, you still resist me, dear Omega," The dog-creature spoke! It was licking it's lips as it looked at Omega. It didn't seem to notice Vegeta.
//I can't believe it's her! She's...beautiful...// Vegeta observed her as she slowly stood up and faced the creature. Her hair was still long, black, and beautiful. The vivid green eyes were still ever present, burning into the countenance of the creature steadfastly. She had the build of a warrior, but was still very much a female, Vegeta noted, smirking.
"I don't think you've learned your lesson, Omega. How many times do I have to injure you before you'll scream?" The thing made the horrible laughing noise again, and this time it seemed that all of the spikes on it's body were laughing with it. They clacked together ominously, and Omega's eyes widened.
Vegeta stopped himself from gasping and giving away his position as he saw the creature's spiked paw whip towards Omega with speed such as Vegeta had never seen before. It pinned her to the floor, and the creature leaned forward so that it's face was almost touching hers. "Scream and I'll let you go," It hissed.
Omega was silent and glared. The thing bared its fangs and suck its dagger sharp teeth into Omega's arm. She threw her head back in pain, and Vegeta could see her teeth were tightly clenched. She wouldn't give in, he could see that now.
He was pissed now. //Who the hell gave a dog so much guts? I'll rip the thing to shreds!// Vegeta quickly powered up and bombarded the thing with ki blasts, which sent it flying off of Omega. She leapt to her feet quickly, and sent a quick glance in his direction as he backed off of the creature, which wasn't looking too good.
"Well, you're welcome," Vegeta sneered, looking her over. She was in bad shape. Her shoulder was ripped, almost clean off of her arm. There were other wounds on her, probably from the terrific battle that had taken place before the thing had crashed her through his window.
Omega snorted and gestured towards the thing. It was...moving?! Vegeta gasped as the creature stood up and stretched. "Ahh. I must thank you young Prince. I needed some energy. Omega just about had me beat there."
//What? My blasts gave that thing energy?!// Vegeta's eyes widened and he back up a step. "What are you?" He asked the creature, "And how do you know who I am?"
The thing laughed its hissing laugh, "It was obvious. You act like the Prince and I've seen a picture of you somewhere. And as for who I am, well, I'm someone who's going to make Omega scream if it's the last thing I do." Suddenly, the dog leaped at Vegeta and sliced a paw towards his midsection. He barely dodged it, and ended up tripping over a piece of debris. //Oh great, what a way to go...// He thought with a flash of his rare, sarcastic humor.
"Leave him alone, dog-breath." Vegeta didn't even have time to turn towards her voice when Omega had leapt at the creature and sliced its head off. The dog creature's head fell to the floor, an expression of surprise and anger on its face.
"What the-" Vegeta stopped in mid-sentence as he saw his father and the blonde haired man who was Omega's father in his doorway. //Oh shit...//
For the one time in his life, Vegeta saw his father speechless. Omega's attitude immediately changed. "Oh daddy!" She cried, running to him and hugging the man, "I missed you so much! I was so scared, and I got hurt, and Veggie-chan saved me!"
//VEGGIE-CHAN?!?// Vegeta seethed with rage, //How dare she disrespect me! I'll tear her limb from limb! And what's with the sudden mood swing?//
Vegeta's father smiled. "Well, you've met your mate, brat. You won't be seeing much of her though. Lord Frieza has requested that you be sent to him. He's in need of a new elite, he thinks you might be useful."
Omega's father was looking her over, and out of the corner of his eye, Vegeta saw him place a hand on her shoulder. To his surprise, her wound closed and was healed. //Now how did he manage that?// Vegeta thought in surprise.
"When does Freiza want me, father?" He asked suddenly, turning back to his father.
"Tonight. Get ready, he's coming at dark." The King nodded to Omega's father, and the two left, leaving Vegeta and Omega alone.
Vegeta sighed. He hated Lord Freiza with a passion, and with a good reason. The Saiyans were all but slaves to the war lord. They purged planets for him, and in return the only thing the race got was a lousy guarantee that they wouldn't be destroyed. //Real reassuring,// Vegeta thought in annoyance before turning to Omega, who was stretching her now healed arm.
"So Alia, how have you been?" Vegeta asked mockingly as he lifted the remains of the dog creature and dumped it out of his window.
She looked up at him, pinning him in place with her green eyes. "Vegeta. I remember you...I was right."
"Right about what?"
"You did grow up to be handsome."
Vegeta was completely caught off guard at this, and blushed before he could stop himself. Omega looked slightly amused. As much as she could look amused anyway, a strange hardness was in her eyes. A hardness that he wouldn't come to understand until later.
"What happened to you?" He asked finally, sitting on his bed. She carefully walked over and sat beside him.
"Well. It's a very long story." She sighed and laid back onto the bed. "I haven't slept in a bed like this in an extremely long time...since I went traveling."
"So it's true? You traveled the universe?" Vegeta asked excitedly, suddenly interested.
"Yeah. I learned a multitude of different techniques and other such things. It was a great experience. I'm thinking about applying for a planet-destroying position myself, as a matter of fact. Frieza's coming here, it's a perfect time to put that plan into motion."
"But...what's with the mood swing?" Vegeta asked suddenly, "Why did you do that when my father and yours came in?"
"Oh that. It's a front, as you've no doubt realized by now. Lemme tell you a story. When I was little, I was...you would say, the weakest little pansy ass you ever could've found anywhere."
Vegeta snickered.
"Yeah, well." She smiled a little. "When I was six, my father took me to Vegetasai with him to close the deal about us. It was then that I wanted to test my powers, to see if I had the ability to fight. I changed my personality and I really liked it, but my father and yours intervened when I broke your foot." She smiled at the memory. "When we got back to our ship, things got rough, but the important thing was that my father left me here on Vegetsai to 'get stronger'.
"Basically, I discovered my potential and decided to live up to it. I traveled all around and made my living by killing people and purging the occasional planet."
She stretched out on the bed, "I'm not usually this talkative, consider yourself lucky, kid."
Vegeta was indignant. "Kid?! I'll have you know I'm the same age as you if not a little older!"
"Age has nothing to do with it. You're a spoiled brat, about to get a rude awakening." She turned to look at him, "Freiza's going to do something terrible, I feel it. You'll escape, but I don't think the Saiyan race will be so lucky..."
"What do you mean?" Vegeta asked, his curiosity piqued. "We've always been loyal to Freiza, he's got no reason to do anything..."
"He's afraid one of you will become a super-Saiyan," Omega smiled, "If he only knew..."
Vegeta glanced down at her, "What do you mean? I'll be the super Saiyan! Our family line carries the gene."
"Yeah, I know, but all I'm saying is that I think someone's gonna beat you to the punch." Omega smiled at him and sat back up, looking into his eyes, "But you will be the Super Saiyan, Vegbreath." Vegeta was aghast that she would even dare to talk to him like that. He was about to reply when Omega shook her head and leaned forward, kissing him.
//Wow, she's a great kisser,// he thought to himself as they both lay down on the bed.
"Bzzzt." //Shit, my father's calling me...// With great reluctance, Vegeta answered the small communicator on the side of his bed. "What?" He barked impatiently.
"Brat, get in here, now. Frieza's arrived sooner than expected." His father sounded a little shaken, no doubt Frieza was in the room with the King.
Vegeta sighed, "Where is 'here', exactly?"
"The throne room. Hurry your worthless ass up." His father signed off.
"I can almost taste the family love in the room," Omega muttered, pecking him on the cheek and flipping off the bed. "I'll convince Freiza to take me on his ship with you."
"How are you going to do that?" Vegeta asked curiously.
"It's simple. Just look at me like you're really sad you're leaving. I'll do the rest."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
****
Vegeta strode into the throne room in a new suit of Saiyan armor and a matching blood-red cape. He nodded at his father, then turned and, however much he hated to, bowed to Freiza.
"Well, hello Prince Vegeta," Freiza's oily voice curled through the air like oil itself. "But who is this beside you?" He asked curiously, indicating Omega.
"I'm the Prince's future wife!" Omega said excitedly, sounding extremely dense and clueless. "I'm reeeeally sad my Veggie-chan's leaving!" She threw herself around Vegeta's neck and clung to him. "Don't goooo Veggie-chan!"
Freiza looked perplexed, then laughed. "Who would've thought. I think it would be best if she came along, don't you think so your majesty?" He asked the King, his tail twitching.
"Uh, of course..." The King said, confused.
Omega detached herself from Vegeta and hugged Freiza, "Thank you Lord Freiza!" She pulled back and smiled her most dazzling smile at the cruel warlord, then retreated back to Vegeta.
Freiza stood, looking extremely surprised. He recovered quickly, then motioned to the ship floating outside, "Shall we go?" The two Saiyans nodded, and Vegeta said good-bye to the King, then walked after Freiza into the ship.
****
"Hahahahaha did you see the look on his face, it was priceless!" Vegeta and Omega were rolling on the floor laughing, despite their conditions.
The two had been escorted to a small cell by a tall purple man named Ginyu, then thrown into it roughly. That had been three days ago. Despite not being fed, not sleeping, and constantly being looked at through the small eye slit in the door, they were in a good mood.
"I still can't believe you hugged him, that's like, instant death where most are concerned." Vegeta was howling on the floor and could hardly choke out the sentence, with the lack of water.
"Well, I couldn't resist, I had to see what he would do, besides, everyone thinks I'm a ditz. Why not reinforce their theory?" Omega smiled.
Vegeta sat up and shook his head. "You are a braver person than I am," he muttered, than stiffened as Omega's face became dead serious.
"Someone's coming."
"Evil?"
"Yeah..."
The door suddenly opened and a green-skinned man stepped into the tiny cell. "Here's some refreshments for your highnesses," He mocked, laughing at his own stupid joke. "I'm Zarbon, by the way." He bowed to Omega, "And you must be the little Princess who had enough guts to hug Freiza."
Omega grinned. "Yeah! He's really nice to let me come along with Veggie-chan."
Zarbon laughed, "Do you even have a ki at all? I can't feel one..." He smiled at her, "But that's all right, Freiza won't make you train. Rumor has it you're the daughter of Nystrom. Is that true?"
"Yup. That's my daddy."
"Can't you fight a little?" He asked, handing Vegeta and Omega food and drinks. "You must have been trained. He's one of the best fighters..."
"He's the best and strongest," Omega smiled blankly, "But I can fight a little."
"Well, I shall alert Freiza then, Vegeta and you can show off your skills tonight." Zarbon kissed Omega's hand and exited.
Vegeta growled, "Don't ever let him do that again."
"You jealous Vegbreath?" Omega asked, smirking. She took a bite out of some sort of fruit. "Ugh. Great cuisine. Try some." She pushed some over to him and he took a bite.
"Blegh! What the hell is this crap?!"
"I believe it's what you just suggested it was," Omega examined it, wrinkling her nose. "Well, I'm full."
****
Later that night, Vegeta looked up as Zarbon came back into their cell and told them it was time to fight.
He was incredibly excited, and made no effort to hide it. He bared his canines at anyone who dared cross his path, even the ones with higher ki levels than him. One, Captain Ginyu, almost make his scouter explode.
Omega didn't wear a scouter, he realized. //Can she read ki levels without one?// He wondered curiously.
He didn't have time to think about however, as Zarbon alerted the two they had reached their destination. It was an enormous arena right in the center of the ship.
Vegeta was awestruck. It was obviously some sort of tournament. He had never seen so many different races and kinds of creatures before. Two were fighting and it seemed to be pretty even.
Zarbon led Vegeta and Omega to the registration table to be checked in, then looked at Omega. "You can't fight in a dress, love. We'll find you something to fight in, all right?"
Omega nodded, silent. She was observing everything, Vegeta realized, it was time for the real Omega to surface. The killer. Her eyes were hard and cold, watching potential opponents with the grace and calculations of a trained assassin.
"Princess?" Zarbon asked, touching her shoulder. Vegeta tensed. //Get your disgusting hands OFF my mate!// He screamed at Zarbon in his head.
"Hm? Oh." She followed Zarbon into a darkened room and came out wearing a black bodysuit and a black jacket. Her long black hair had been tied back from her face.
She looked even more intimidating now. "Lighten up." Vegeta whispered in her ear, //I can't believe I'm saying this!// "We're here to have fun."
"True." She was completely spaced out.
"Next up, Prince Vegeta from the Planet of Vegetasai!" The announcer suddenly blared, "Versus Kui, an employee of Freiza!"
"That's me," Vegeta smiled ferally, "Time to kick some fish face ass." Omega rolled her eyes and flicked his hair with a finger.
"Don't get cocky, and above all, do NOT lose." She grinned. "I'll be pissed."
"I'll remember that."
****
Vegeta rubbed his shoulder where he had blocked a kick from Kui. They'd been fighting for some time now. The fish faced guard was good, he'd give him that. But he wouldn't lose. He'd promised Omega.
Kui was maneuvering behind him to land a back blow. Vegeta sensed his movements, and twisted, lashing a foot out as he did so, catching Kui in the cheek.
Vegeta took advantage of the blow to throw a ki blast at the stunned Kui. It connected with his opponent's stomach and Kui had to be hauled off to a regeneration tank rather quickly.
He smiled up at Omega, who was currently surrounded by all sorts of male species. //Grr. She better not be flirting with them...//
But his fears were dashed when he saw her flash the rare smile reserved only for him. He smiled back up at her and exited the arena.
The Prince was about to go back up to the stands to spend some more time with Omega when two members of the Ginyu Force stood in his way. Recoom and Jeice. His lip curled in disgust. In a brief meeting with the Ginyu Force, he had determined four things: 1. They were all idiots, 2. they were all incredibly strong except for one but that was an exception, 3. they all hated him, and 4. he hated all of them back.
"Hey little Vegeta," Recoom snorted, standing closer to Vegeta and looking down at him. "You've got quite the gorgeous girlfriend. Y'think you'd ever be tempted to give her up?"
"Not to the likes of YOU," Vegeta snarled, "If I were to give her up to anyone at all, they'd be required to have an IQ higher of a rock."
Recoom glared, then laughed, "I hope that was a challenge, little Vegeta." He smiled down at the small Prince.
Vegeta was about to reply when the announcer called, "Princess Omega from the planet Vegetasai vs. Recoom of the Ginyu Force!" The crowd went wild.
"You're lucky, little Prince," Jeice laughed, "Recoom would've pounded you into dust."
"Is there a problem?" Omega's voice floated into the hall as she gracefully strode up to them. "We're up," She said sweetly to Recoom, batting her eyes.
Vegeta glared, but his face softened a fraction when Omega hugged him, "Veggie-chan!" He was about to protest when he head her whisper into his ear, "This is gonna be great."
//Oh, she's being a ditz for a reason. Thank you...// Vegeta sighed and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Knock him dead. Literally. Good luck," he called after Omega's retreating figure. She looked like a doll next to Recoom. //You're going to need it, if the reading my scouter's getting is correct...//
*****
Omega smiled to herself. This was her element. She hadn't traveled the entire universe in vain. She was just as strong as her father, the Guardian, if not stronger. She could easily overthrow him, but she didn't want the responsibility yet. The universe's personality was bitchy, she had heard...
//How could I ever have hated fighting?// She thought to herself. //I must have hit my head when I was little...//
Recoom was stretching on the opposite edge of the arena, the crowd, it looked like, was mostly in favor of him. //Except for the majority of over-hormonal males...// She thought, annoyed. //Poor Vegeta, he's so jealous.//
"Begin!" The announcer shouted suddenly. //Thanks for the warning.//
Omega suddenly got an idea. //What if I could give Freiza a really impressive show by acting like a pansy then kick his ass?// She smiled, liking the idea.
Recoom appeared behind her. //Damn, he's fast for an ugly big guy...// Omega acted like she was surprised and allowed herself to be socked across the arena.
After about thirty minutes of being beat up, people started screaming for Recoom to end it. "Who would've guessed that the Princess of Vegetasai was a pansy and a coward!" Recoom laughed.
//WHAT?!?!?// Omega's eyes narrowed. if there was one thing that pissed her off, it was being called weak.
She stood up and walked over to Recoom, who was still doing ridiculous poses and talking smack to the crowd.
He saw the surprise in the spectators eyes and turned around, only to meet Omega's foot, which smashed into his head, sending him flying across the arena and crashing into the stands.
Recoom shook his head and climbed out of the stands. He looked at Omega and his eyes widened fractionally. //Her...eyes, she's not brainless at all!//
Omega licked her lips. //He figured it out. Way to go, moron.// She was already in front of him as he set foot back into the arena. With a series of blows that made the ship rock, Omega proceeded to pound Recoom into senselessness.
As Recoom tried to stand up for another failed assault, Omega closed her eyes and clenched a fist. A small, black ball of light appeared, about the size of a marble.
She somersaulted into the air and landed on Recoom's head, smiling as she heard his nose crack. Omega ground down a little more, than flung the ball at his unprotected stomach. The result was hilarious. Recoom howled and started blubbering like baby at the burning sensation.
Omega stepped off of his face and looked down at him. "You ever threaten Vegeta again and I'll do worse you overgrown tub of guts." She smirked, then kicked Recoom across the arena to Jeice, who was standing with Vegeta at the entrance to the arena.
Looking up at Freiza, Omega's face was completely composed. He seemed to know what she wanted, and motioned for her to come up where he was.
Instead of taking the long way, Omega simply floated up to the warlord. The fight was over anyway, as was the purpose she was fighting to show off. Freiza had seen her fight. Now she could get a temporary job until she was ready to assume the throne of the Guardian.
"You are not as brainless as you let on, Princess," Freiza said quietly, his tail twitching.
"No I'm not. I needed to get on board to ask about a mercenary position, Lord." She glanced at him, "I don't suppose you have any openings?"
Freiza smiled a pasty smile, "I might just be able to fit you in. And your friend Vegeta, too. Being the last full-blooded Saiyan, he'll be a fine addition to my army."
"So that was what happened. I sensed many death's a couple days back. You destroyed Vegetasai?" Omega sighed as Freiza nodded, "And I'm guessing you want me to tell Vegeta it was a meteorite."
"Smart girl," Freiza smiled, "I think I'll keep you as one of my personal guards."
"Not even in and I'm already being promoted?" She smirked, "Great service plan too, I'm guessing?"
"Ah, the lovely Saiyan wit I've heard so much about."
"Haha. I'll be going now?"
"Yes."
Omega nodded and flew back down to Vegeta.
TBC
Ack! What's gonna happen when Omega tells Vegeta that Vegetsai was destroyed? Find out next time... (see? Omega wasn't a pansy for long!)