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Vegeta's Idiocy

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"Tight-assed snake…"

The comment, as always, came from Amarant. He had retrieved his claws and was proceeding to re-arm himself without taking his eyes off of the intruder. Piccolo, having crossed the little plateau, stood behind the glowering monk. Eyes narrowed, arms crossed, Kame's second pieced the scene together into a fitting explanation…..

Eight strangers, and six of their own, in which only five were fighters. Together, there were fourteen people, and three of them were merely children. The Qu didn't look very reliable. The girl and "black mage" they had named looked pathetically weak to say the least. If either of them were even half as strong as Goten, perhaps, he would be surprised. He didn't trust any of them….the only feeling he believed was shared between he and Vegeta. If the others wouldn't listen, he would.

"I'm not interested to know what kind of brawl these folks have had in the past," Piccolo turned his eyes toward the saiya-jin prince. "For once, Vegeta is right. We'll travel alone."

"Geez…" Zidane was already gripping his Rune Blade (the most recent gift from Burmecia when his most powerful weapon was stolen) and concentrating on their pending enemy. "I don't think I speak for myself when I say-"

"There-will-be-no-SAY!" The Terran guardian suddenly bellowed, her face twisted into an expression of hate. "I-will-destroy-you-all!"

"Eee…uh.." a very startled Krillin approached Gohan's left side. He blinked, and raised a single brow. "I'd have to say…this creep reminds me of Frieza."

"That's what I was thinking…" said Gohan, unconsciously balling his fists in front of him. "If he's anything like Frieza, we're all doomed."

"He!?" the guardian screeched, leaping into the air. Violet-tinted blood seemed to drip from the sky as she landed squarely on the boulder Zidane had previously been pacing. "How-dare….you!!! You-will-pay…for that-insult!"

"Yipe…" Krillin shuddered.

"This is one of the Terran guardians!" Steiner suddenly shouted, all-so-helpfully. "This villain must be from-"

"The mountain."

All eyes, including the infuriated guardians', turned to see Amarant standing somewhat closer than before. Typically, his arms were folded across his chest, and a smirk warping his face into the all-so-known expression known as "arrogance". The monk gestured carefully with a hand, arms remaining crossed, "We busted this thing up back at the Fire Shrine. Whoever it is, or why the hell it's come back, it's time to finish the job."

"It!?" the Shrine guardian shrieked, a ghostly, red aura surrounding her clenched fists. She was ignored.

Zidane was the first to notice a small flaw in Amarant's plan. "Right….um, that's not going to work."

Everyone stared.

"Call me crazy-"

"You're crazy," said Amarant, unfolding his impatient stance. "I might be just speculating, but this is pointless. Either let this thing get away with whatever it wants, or let me handle it."

Gohan, unnoticed as always, blinked. Complete with a surprised expression, he turned to the nearest person – Krillin – and shook his head. "Am I imagining things? Is he becoming more like Vegeta by the second or what?"

Naturally, saya-jin ears weren't made for things like secrets. Instantly, the saiya-jin prince was in Gohan's face, a horribly outraged look in his eyes, "There is nothing that resembles me to that low-life!" he breathed, apparently struggling to retain his anger. "If you want to get out of here, I suggest you leave this to me!"

"As I was saying." Zidane's voice rose above the rest of the clamour. Even the Chaos' whining grew silent, her snake's tail twitching ever so often. "Call me crazy, BUT," the genome quickly added that last word before any more possible interruptions could occur. "I have the feeling that there won't be any fighting unless we attack. If it….she really wanted to kill us, she would have tried it by now. Do you see the logic, or do I have to repeat myself?"

"He sound serious," Quina, for the first time wince they had arrived, spoke about something other than food. "I say we do what Zidane say. He find yummie-yummies, he find way out of this mess."

Vegeta snorted.

"Be a critic," said Zidane, shrugging. "I don't care. What's your notion, then?" he asked, turning to the Shrine guardian. Immediately, the Chaos shrunk away, her hands, bearing twin blades coming to shield her face as if she expected some attack. Zidane stared, "Why are you still trying to protect Terra? It's been destroyed already, and you did nothing to stop it."

"I-did-so!" the Chaos shrieked. "Flames! Flames-here, and then put-out! Lerina, Icea, Gerishino! All dead, all devoured! Nothing-left! The spare….where is your spare? You-cannot…hide-him!"

"Spare?" Zidane slowly closed one hand over the hilt of his weapon again. "Sorry, lady, but we don't have a clue what or who you're talking about."

"The-spare!" the Chaos cried. "Cheaters! Liars! Abominations! World-desroyers….you! Stranger! Freak-destroying world-ruining monster! You-want-my-world! Never-have-it!"

She was pointing at Vegeta.

Vegeta broke.

At first, it began as a slow movement of his hands, but his face was too distorted to begin telling what it could indicate. Of course, Zidane, Dagger, Eiko and the others turned to stare upon his sudden growl of rage, and his distinctive shout. The words were misunderstood, however, for they were drowned out by the fire guardian's scream of agony, when she was drowned in a blinding beam of what appeared to the hero's of Gaia, magic. It completely shielded the fading form of the Chaos in light, yet her cries pierced as loudly as if she were standing in their faces. All in one instant, the blinding….whatver it was, was gone.

As was the Chaos.

There was a stunned silence between groups, but it took only a minute for Amarant to recover, being one whom had faced something similar just hours ago.

"So tell me. Do you always make rash acts of unmerciful torrent? Do you have any idea what you have just done?"

Vegeta was standing apart from the others, appearing unaffected by his sudden burst of anger, and energy. He'd just completely destroyed an enemy of these people in one shot, when it had cost two of their own warriors a struggle before. They showed no signs of immediate gratitude, though the saiya-jin could have expected no less.  Then, a cold thought clicked inside of his head, as the giant of a man bore down upon him, looking anything but grateful. What he had done? Of course he knew what he'd done. He'd blown the living daylights out of some weakling. What did it matter to them?

His next reaction, when Amarant seized the prince by his collar, was slightly different. He stared down in surprise at the sudden act of hostility, and barely heard the words the monk was saying to him.

"You just killed the last surviving guardian of Gaia. That thing you just disintegrated was holding back the flow of souls belonging to monsters on Gaia. You have just killed everyone alive on Gaia and Terra alike. You've just killed us, you and your damn family, 'saiya-jin'."