A/N: Men are assholes end of story. Sorry if this chapter reflects that.
Thoughts come from all over the place and by the way I'm not your fucking
shrink so lay off!!
Ya and Trunks seems super OCC it will all make sense in the end.
Disclaimer: I'm way the hell too lazy to own dbz and therefore I don't!
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Vegeta stood there like a vulture about to attack its prey. And the count stood there shrinking in fear. His pale face growing paler by the minute. The count looked up from where he stood up to his attacker. He made eye contact and in a wink (literally, because that's what he did) he disappeared.
Vegeta looked around him to see where to the Count went. He turned around to look for him, but the character standing there was none other than the mysterious youth that haunted his dreams.
"Good evening my Prince." The purple haired menace said breaking out in a smirk to revival his father's. And he also winked and his hair shot up in too the platinum blonde of a Super Saiyan. He struck out and slapped the Prince across the face.
"That's for failing our race!" He reached across and kneed "his prince" in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground.
"And this is for letting a third class beat you in defeating our revival!" he spit at Vegeta's feet and walked away. Power surrounded his form as he got to his feet. He shot a ki blast, weak by his standards, at the arrogant young man. He turned around just in time for the blast to catch him in the stomach. His body fell over and he struggled against the pain.
"Just remember father, that when I die, it's all your fault." And with his dieing breath he keeled over. His blonde hair faded away and his from returning to that of the count that began the battle. The announcer returned to the stage.
"Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans is champion…. Follow me off stage" And with that Vegeta followed the announcer out of the chamber and into the locker rooms.
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"Humorous isn't he?" Bulma jumped at the sound of a voice behind her. She hadn't noticed her capture had arrived.
"I didn't think the little man could take it. Most can't come to face with their greatest fears, any how that'll eat him for a while." Her captor continued to speak. She looked up at him; his costume was that of a wolf. His were blood red and he looked ready to hunt.
"I'm sorry, I'm a terribly shitty host," He clapped his hands and the lights went on. He grabbed a chair next to her and pulled up his mask. He smiled at her.
"My name is Lord Lagani Nux." He said extending his hand to her. He had one of those trusting smiles that make girl's hearts melt and earned the alliances of many men. Bulma took his hand and they meet.
"Well now that's done dinner time!" He stood up, still holding Bulma's hand and taking her into a dining room.
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"Well that went well don't you think?" Mia said getting up from the plush sets in their box. She paced around the room stretching every so often. Brian continued to stair out the window.
"Don't you think it's strange that Vegeta didn't react when the Count accused him of killing his son?" Brian said not looking up from his view port.
"Yes, but when have Saiyan's believed in their own feelings? Vegeta knows that Trunks is his son, but he can't admit it." Mia said leaning down to talk to him. She smiled.
"Anyhow, I'm starving and there's nobody else I'd care to see tonight so I'm gonna go get food." She said walking away from his chair. He remained sitting in the chair observing the fighting going on in the ring down below.
"Great! Have fun!" he said a touch of sarcasm in his voice. He waved her away. She walked over to him and glared at him.
"What? You don't want food? You're hiding something from me and I want to know what it is." She demanded.
"Not telling" He said still watching the fighting but pausing to look up and smile. Mia glared back at his stupid grin and left the room.
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Vegeta changed out of his "work clothes" and back into his costume. Stupid monkey suit. He pulled on the last of it and pulled on his mask. He smiled viciously in the mirror and his tail wagged back and forth. See that puny boy was no Super Saiyan after all, just a fraud. Pleased having finally confronted his fear he made his way to where the rest of the party was to be held. As he walked out the door a shadow lurked from behind. He looked around, but didn't see anything. He decided that hunger was the most important at the time and left the room silent and pitch black. Meanwhile a pair of eyes looked on.
Ya and Trunks seems super OCC it will all make sense in the end.
Disclaimer: I'm way the hell too lazy to own dbz and therefore I don't!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vegeta stood there like a vulture about to attack its prey. And the count stood there shrinking in fear. His pale face growing paler by the minute. The count looked up from where he stood up to his attacker. He made eye contact and in a wink (literally, because that's what he did) he disappeared.
Vegeta looked around him to see where to the Count went. He turned around to look for him, but the character standing there was none other than the mysterious youth that haunted his dreams.
"Good evening my Prince." The purple haired menace said breaking out in a smirk to revival his father's. And he also winked and his hair shot up in too the platinum blonde of a Super Saiyan. He struck out and slapped the Prince across the face.
"That's for failing our race!" He reached across and kneed "his prince" in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground.
"And this is for letting a third class beat you in defeating our revival!" he spit at Vegeta's feet and walked away. Power surrounded his form as he got to his feet. He shot a ki blast, weak by his standards, at the arrogant young man. He turned around just in time for the blast to catch him in the stomach. His body fell over and he struggled against the pain.
"Just remember father, that when I die, it's all your fault." And with his dieing breath he keeled over. His blonde hair faded away and his from returning to that of the count that began the battle. The announcer returned to the stage.
"Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans is champion…. Follow me off stage" And with that Vegeta followed the announcer out of the chamber and into the locker rooms.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Humorous isn't he?" Bulma jumped at the sound of a voice behind her. She hadn't noticed her capture had arrived.
"I didn't think the little man could take it. Most can't come to face with their greatest fears, any how that'll eat him for a while." Her captor continued to speak. She looked up at him; his costume was that of a wolf. His were blood red and he looked ready to hunt.
"I'm sorry, I'm a terribly shitty host," He clapped his hands and the lights went on. He grabbed a chair next to her and pulled up his mask. He smiled at her.
"My name is Lord Lagani Nux." He said extending his hand to her. He had one of those trusting smiles that make girl's hearts melt and earned the alliances of many men. Bulma took his hand and they meet.
"Well now that's done dinner time!" He stood up, still holding Bulma's hand and taking her into a dining room.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Well that went well don't you think?" Mia said getting up from the plush sets in their box. She paced around the room stretching every so often. Brian continued to stair out the window.
"Don't you think it's strange that Vegeta didn't react when the Count accused him of killing his son?" Brian said not looking up from his view port.
"Yes, but when have Saiyan's believed in their own feelings? Vegeta knows that Trunks is his son, but he can't admit it." Mia said leaning down to talk to him. She smiled.
"Anyhow, I'm starving and there's nobody else I'd care to see tonight so I'm gonna go get food." She said walking away from his chair. He remained sitting in the chair observing the fighting going on in the ring down below.
"Great! Have fun!" he said a touch of sarcasm in his voice. He waved her away. She walked over to him and glared at him.
"What? You don't want food? You're hiding something from me and I want to know what it is." She demanded.
"Not telling" He said still watching the fighting but pausing to look up and smile. Mia glared back at his stupid grin and left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Vegeta changed out of his "work clothes" and back into his costume. Stupid monkey suit. He pulled on the last of it and pulled on his mask. He smiled viciously in the mirror and his tail wagged back and forth. See that puny boy was no Super Saiyan after all, just a fraud. Pleased having finally confronted his fear he made his way to where the rest of the party was to be held. As he walked out the door a shadow lurked from behind. He looked around, but didn't see anything. He decided that hunger was the most important at the time and left the room silent and pitch black. Meanwhile a pair of eyes looked on.