"Stop that incessant whimpering."
She sniffled, glazed eyes boring into his. "I... I..."
He noted how her intertwined hands lay in her lap, covering her pelvis as they shook. he looked into her eyes, anger very apparent, he realized she would take it as directed toward her but his fiery black eyes didn't falter in the slightest. To his utter amazement he found that he was counting her tears as they rolled down her cheeks, imagining Freizas death with every crystal drop the monster had caused to fall.
Finally, shaking himself from his reverie, he found his voice, "Will you shut up!"
She flinched, her pleading eyes darting from their contact with his own dark pools of malice.
Suddenly he noticed shame in her tired expression,
"You're a Saiyan damn it! Grow up!"
She lifted her gaze, eyes flashing anger. he coaxed.
"Grow up?" She repeated, voice cracking . "Grow up!" She pushed herself up on shaking legs and stumbled toward him, "That is exactly what I just did!" Her arm flung back and pointed at the door, "That's exactly what that monster just made me do!" She turned her accusing finger on the princes chest, "Do you have any idea/"
"Yes, damn it, I do! I was sold, given away, taken! Beaten, used, disrespected, starved! Everything I'd ever been taught, everything I'd held true... DESTROYED!" The intensity of a murderous beast came alive in every aspect that was Vegeta, "You seem to forget, little girl, that you're not the only one on this ship... I've been here a hella lot longer than you have!" He growled deep in his throat at her and raged on, "So he made you a toy! He makes us all something! I'm his personal beating bag! Do you think that I enjoy it? That I don't want to die because I am a Saiyan prince, and I can't defend myself against an ugly freak like him? I do, but I wont! I wont grant him the satisfaction of knowing that he makes me like this! I only get stronger... with every beating, every verbal barrage, every humiliation, I grow in power until one day I will kill the creature! that is why I stay alive, that is why I breathe, that is why I am!"
He towered over her, "I am your prince! My blood, the blood I own as a birth right, is coursing through your veins! I own you! And I command you shut the hell up, control your emotions, forget what it is to cry, forget what it is to feel anything but pure, dark, blind rage! You will not survive this by being weak!" He found that he was reaching for her, pulling her by the shoulders, willing her with his eyes, offering her his strength, "There is only one reason to live on this world, under this monsters rule, and that is to someday gain the power to kill him!" he sneered as a determined fire grew in her eyes, urging him on, to push her over the edge of hate, "The only way to do this is to thrive! Thrive in your misery, devour your despair, feed on the evil that he attacks you with. He gives torment, turn it to an unbeatable energy, use it against him!"
"Yes...," her silent murmur interrupted him, "He is my teacher, I shall learn, so I may one day teach him...," the monotone voice echoed, "Teach him what it is to be a true Saiyan!" She hugged him and he rolled his eyes, but did not deny her the contact,
She caught the look of disgust floating across his face, but paid him no mind, she was going to kill Freiza... Nothing would convince her otherwise... not the gods themselves...
She sniffled, glazed eyes boring into his. "I... I..."
He noted how her intertwined hands lay in her lap, covering her pelvis as they shook. he looked into her eyes, anger very apparent, he realized she would take it as directed toward her but his fiery black eyes didn't falter in the slightest. To his utter amazement he found that he was counting her tears as they rolled down her cheeks, imagining Freizas death with every crystal drop the monster had caused to fall.
Finally, shaking himself from his reverie, he found his voice, "Will you shut up!"
She flinched, her pleading eyes darting from their contact with his own dark pools of malice.
Suddenly he noticed shame in her tired expression,
"You're a Saiyan damn it! Grow up!"
She lifted her gaze, eyes flashing anger. he coaxed.
"Grow up?" She repeated, voice cracking . "Grow up!" She pushed herself up on shaking legs and stumbled toward him, "That is exactly what I just did!" Her arm flung back and pointed at the door, "That's exactly what that monster just made me do!" She turned her accusing finger on the princes chest, "Do you have any idea/"
"Yes, damn it, I do! I was sold, given away, taken! Beaten, used, disrespected, starved! Everything I'd ever been taught, everything I'd held true... DESTROYED!" The intensity of a murderous beast came alive in every aspect that was Vegeta, "You seem to forget, little girl, that you're not the only one on this ship... I've been here a hella lot longer than you have!" He growled deep in his throat at her and raged on, "So he made you a toy! He makes us all something! I'm his personal beating bag! Do you think that I enjoy it? That I don't want to die because I am a Saiyan prince, and I can't defend myself against an ugly freak like him? I do, but I wont! I wont grant him the satisfaction of knowing that he makes me like this! I only get stronger... with every beating, every verbal barrage, every humiliation, I grow in power until one day I will kill the creature! that is why I stay alive, that is why I breathe, that is why I am!"
He towered over her, "I am your prince! My blood, the blood I own as a birth right, is coursing through your veins! I own you! And I command you shut the hell up, control your emotions, forget what it is to cry, forget what it is to feel anything but pure, dark, blind rage! You will not survive this by being weak!" He found that he was reaching for her, pulling her by the shoulders, willing her with his eyes, offering her his strength, "There is only one reason to live on this world, under this monsters rule, and that is to someday gain the power to kill him!" he sneered as a determined fire grew in her eyes, urging him on, to push her over the edge of hate, "The only way to do this is to thrive! Thrive in your misery, devour your despair, feed on the evil that he attacks you with. He gives torment, turn it to an unbeatable energy, use it against him!"
"Yes...," her silent murmur interrupted him, "He is my teacher, I shall learn, so I may one day teach him...," the monotone voice echoed, "Teach him what it is to be a true Saiyan!" She hugged him and he rolled his eyes, but did not deny her the contact,
She caught the look of disgust floating across his face, but paid him no mind, she was going to kill Freiza... Nothing would convince her otherwise... not the gods themselves...