Is this gay disclaimer really needed? O well ill just put it up any ways. I
do not all represent the creators of Dragon Ball Z. This is merely a fan
fictional based writing.
Chapter 1. Vegeta's Destiny
His eyes where red and his face scared and red from the dried blood, He wiped his lips, a bead of sweat ran down his face. His clothes where torn and showed the damage he endured by the cuts and bruises that where exposed from his ripped clothes. His once tight suit had now become a blue piece of ripped rag lying on his broken body. He tried to rise to his feet but he couldn't. He fell on his knee and looked at the rising sun. It was a beautiful sight, perhaps even more beautiful than his wife, his pride. He never really told her how much he loved her and now he regretted it because he wasn't sure if he'd make it out of this situation alive. He Again strained his muscles trying to get to his feet. Again he fell onto one knee. He grimaced, he'd never been this beaten, never this vulnerable. "Damn this, DAMN THE WORLD!" he said as he punched the ground Then with all his remaining strength, he rose to his feet. The sweet spring breeze flowed through his hair as he took one long sip of the fresh evening breeze. "Damn god-forsaken beasts, no honor in there type." He took a few steps and then a few more. He gradually headed in the direction of the sun. He was exhausted and now the sun was rising. He knew for sure if he didn't make it to some kind of civilization he knew he'd surely die of exhaustion. In the distance he saw a white dome. He knew that it was a huge risk to actually enter the dome but he knew that this was the only house in miles and he had to take the risk. He slowly knocked onto the door of the dome. It was a quaint house with a couple windows and a big brown door. On the top it was spiked and reminded him of his own hair. He knocked again, this was not the man he once knew, this was not the pride- filled prince he once knew, no this was a weak man, it kind of remained him of the lighthearted kakorot he once knew, of course he knew before the war, before his death. He was starting to get discouraged by this dome and as he made his way the other way a door opened and an old man with a cane spoke. "HEY whats up fella. u look kind of hurt there, need some help?" "Uh, uh p-lea..." He could hardly articulate the words. He fell on the ground and passed out. He awoke to find the old man with a wet cloth in his hand and his carved snake looking cane in his hand. "Hey I remember you. You're that vegeta feller. Didn't u compete in those Cell games?" He smiled. someone remembered him. "Yes i'm him, i'm vegeta. Hey thanks for this old man. What is your name?' "Hey my names Excalibur, i'm a chemist I have some of these beans here. I don't know what there called but I call them the Super Jumping beans. Because the will have u up to your feet in no time!" The old man Chuckled and raised his cane in the air. At first vegeta was sickened by the old mans display but then his eyes lit up. those where no jumping beans. those where sensu beans! "Here ya go Mr.vegeta." he shoved a bean into his mouth. The prince of sayians could feel himself regaining his strength. His muscles slowly bulked up to their original size. He could feel the feeling in his arms come back. He jumped out of the bed and flexed his impressive muscles. He then Squatted and an aura filled around his position. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" his hair turned blonde and he looked as powerful as ever. "Those god damned aliens will pay for the death of my friends" he flew towards the door and turned his head. "Thanks old man. Ill be sure to return the favor. bye" He opened the door and closed it behind him. The prince of sayians was back again.
Chapter 1. Vegeta's Destiny
His eyes where red and his face scared and red from the dried blood, He wiped his lips, a bead of sweat ran down his face. His clothes where torn and showed the damage he endured by the cuts and bruises that where exposed from his ripped clothes. His once tight suit had now become a blue piece of ripped rag lying on his broken body. He tried to rise to his feet but he couldn't. He fell on his knee and looked at the rising sun. It was a beautiful sight, perhaps even more beautiful than his wife, his pride. He never really told her how much he loved her and now he regretted it because he wasn't sure if he'd make it out of this situation alive. He Again strained his muscles trying to get to his feet. Again he fell onto one knee. He grimaced, he'd never been this beaten, never this vulnerable. "Damn this, DAMN THE WORLD!" he said as he punched the ground Then with all his remaining strength, he rose to his feet. The sweet spring breeze flowed through his hair as he took one long sip of the fresh evening breeze. "Damn god-forsaken beasts, no honor in there type." He took a few steps and then a few more. He gradually headed in the direction of the sun. He was exhausted and now the sun was rising. He knew for sure if he didn't make it to some kind of civilization he knew he'd surely die of exhaustion. In the distance he saw a white dome. He knew that it was a huge risk to actually enter the dome but he knew that this was the only house in miles and he had to take the risk. He slowly knocked onto the door of the dome. It was a quaint house with a couple windows and a big brown door. On the top it was spiked and reminded him of his own hair. He knocked again, this was not the man he once knew, this was not the pride- filled prince he once knew, no this was a weak man, it kind of remained him of the lighthearted kakorot he once knew, of course he knew before the war, before his death. He was starting to get discouraged by this dome and as he made his way the other way a door opened and an old man with a cane spoke. "HEY whats up fella. u look kind of hurt there, need some help?" "Uh, uh p-lea..." He could hardly articulate the words. He fell on the ground and passed out. He awoke to find the old man with a wet cloth in his hand and his carved snake looking cane in his hand. "Hey I remember you. You're that vegeta feller. Didn't u compete in those Cell games?" He smiled. someone remembered him. "Yes i'm him, i'm vegeta. Hey thanks for this old man. What is your name?' "Hey my names Excalibur, i'm a chemist I have some of these beans here. I don't know what there called but I call them the Super Jumping beans. Because the will have u up to your feet in no time!" The old man Chuckled and raised his cane in the air. At first vegeta was sickened by the old mans display but then his eyes lit up. those where no jumping beans. those where sensu beans! "Here ya go Mr.vegeta." he shoved a bean into his mouth. The prince of sayians could feel himself regaining his strength. His muscles slowly bulked up to their original size. He could feel the feeling in his arms come back. He jumped out of the bed and flexed his impressive muscles. He then Squatted and an aura filled around his position. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" his hair turned blonde and he looked as powerful as ever. "Those god damned aliens will pay for the death of my friends" he flew towards the door and turned his head. "Thanks old man. Ill be sure to return the favor. bye" He opened the door and closed it behind him. The prince of sayians was back again.