Tales of the Futures' Sons
Episode One
Chapter One: Rage Unsheathed
Many times in a man's life, there lay two paths open to him. Neither is tempting, but one must be tread, despite all angst and foreboding; and no matter how large a dilemma ensues. That day was one of those times.
Behind him lay resentment, pain, and fear. Ahead of him was set finality and an ending to all that which lay behind him. The latter choice beckoned him, called upon him to give what little strength he had remaining, and use it. His mind was a cloud of confusion, and a land of even more fear and uncertainty. Vegeta saw all this, witnessed it take root within his own eyes, but at the same time, was completely oblivious to it all. Vegeta's mind, sharp and strong as it was, could not comprehend what he was doing at the place he could only identify as "old", nor understand what was going on within his own brain.
"This is it...." Vegeta said silently, almost so softly that he could not hear the words as he spoke them. He stood alone on a cliff overlooking the dark blue see, staring quietly out to sea and contemplating his thoughts, looking very much like a lone tree; calm and peaceful---though he was anything but that. As he stared out into the vast expanse, watching the sun slowly sink, turning the see into a golden color that reflected the deep, purple clouds that made their way across the sky, his mind raced with thoughts. Thoughts about his past, at how he had once been the epitome of all Saiyan---strong, young and ruthless-and of the present.
He thought about his future, and what he was going to do. Of course he would have to battle the androids. And no matter how many times he told himself, it wasn't just to prove to himself that he is indeed the prince of the Saiyans and was the mightiest warrior in the universe.he knew, deep inside, there was something more.love. He found it funny; him, the heir to the throne of an extinct race, loving a commoner woman---a human woman--- that he otherwise wouldn't have ever met if not for his own foolish pride. Maybe he was crazy.
He dismissed the thought with a shake of his head.
But then his thought s turned to another, one who he had shared something rare with.. Comradeship.
"Kakkarotto."
He lifted his head up high out of respect for his fallen warrior. A smirk crossed his face as he remembered their first battle, and his first defeat. He wondered how one man could have so much power and fight like a man possessed, and yet be warm and gentle towards everyone else. But then he realized the answer; it was obvious. Kakkaroto---he thought his human name sounded strange and unfit for a warrior of his caliber. Kakkaroto was much more fitting then Goku---fought for his loved ones as well as for himself. That was the key to his power.
The rain began to fall down on him as he looked up into the vast expanses of the heavens. The rain pored down on him, soaking his dark hair and running down his body. Lightning cracked overhead, lighting the advancing storm clouds as they advanced. The air became cooler, almost cold, and a light breeze took up. Below him the sea was a hot fury of white-capped waves, each battering away at the beach and cliffs. Another bolt of lightning cracked, this time closer to Vegeta, lighting the sky overhead once again. Vegeta smiled---one of his angry smiles--- as he saw what he wanted. Above him it looked like the clouds all wanted to be closer to Vegeta, as they were all swirling above, lowering with each passing moment. More lightning cracked, this time coming from Vegeta as he let his anger lash out in a brilliant aura of blazing white ki.
The ground he was standing on began to break away, and little pieces of rock and dust began rise upwards. Even the water began to change, creating walls of pure water, and leaving the bare sea floor to be exposed. He let out short grunts as his aura intensified, growing as it grew brighter and brighter. Without any warning, there was a bright flash as Vegeta let his energy go once more. In an instant, the cliff was destroyed completely, and Vegeta floated in the air with bolts of pure energy crackling all around him. In his minds eye, he pictured his face; Kakkarotto had always had a way of bring Vegeta's temper out. He pictured Kakkarotto smirking at him, laughing at him and his inadequacies. He could almost see Kakkarot---Goku, he corrected himself out of respect out of his fellow Saiyan---standing in front of him, taunting him as he stood before him as a Super Saiyan.
With a burst of speed that would have been impossible for any other eye to see, Vegeta leapt at the phantom figure, bringing his arm through the air where Goku's head would have been, but missed, as his imaginary sparring opponent easily tilted his head to the side. Vegeta let out an unearthly holler as he brought his left leg up in a swinging kick, only to have Goku duck. The water splashed as Vegeta lunged into its depths, hoping to catch Goku with his fist again. He went all out, allowing his Saiyan instincts to take control over his body. Waves that dwarfed tsunamis obliterated the shoreline as Vegeta's feet and hands whipped across the surface of the water; but it didn't matter, no matter how hard, how fast, he through his blows, Goku always seemed to be quicker.
Out of the corner of his eye he thought he spotted Goku floating in the air with his arms crossed and his thrice-damned smirk still on his face. Without any thought, he pushed forth his hands and fired a ki blast that could have destroyed and entire city at the sky. When he didn't feel the heat from the impact on his body, he brought his elbow back on extinct.only to hit nothing again.
There! There he was the stupid bastard, flying carelessly up into the stratosphere, spinning occasionally. The thought never even finished as he raced upwards, chasing his invisible foe with nothing on his mind but some Saiyan bloodlust. With a laugh, he matched Goku's speed, then surpassed it, flying high above him. In the next moment, he threw his body at his rival, hoping to knock him out, but only missing. His body went into a fall that he couldn't seem to stop, and soon enough it seemed the sea had opened up and swallowed him.
Vegeta's body was lost in a tempest beneath the waves as his aura faded out, then seemingly exploding around him with a reborn intensity. Water was evaporated as his aura repelled all away from him. His lungs filled with air as he rocketed across the top of the water, chasing once more after Goku. He fired several small blasts ahead of him, hoping to slow down his enemy, but the blasts all seemed to miss as their eruptions brightened the darkening sky with bright flashes of energy and their concussions sent high waves all around. As he flew, Vegeta noticed how the sea seemed to sink lower as he flew, and how it even arched over him like a tunnel.
His hand shook with anticipation as he clenched it into a fist. Adding an arc in his flight, Vegeta gave a fresh burst of speed and barreled down where he thought se saw Goku. When he was an inch away, Goku turned over and gave him a brief nod and mocking smile, before he disappeared. Vegeta halted in the air and looked around with a worried look on his face, as he searched frantically around, and just hoping that Goku would not see a fit opening to start an assault. Vegeta whirled around as a look of utter fury crossed his face. He met Goku's face; it was as child-like and carefree as it ever was.
Vegeta stumbled back through the air, his angry expression replaced with one of surprise. As if to confirm Vegeta's fears, Goku's aura appeared around him once more, blinding Vegeta with its brilliant golden shine. Vegeta let his anger out once more, let it manifest itself into his aura again, as he matched Goku's in its intensity. He began to laugh; one that bordered on psychotic, and then with fresh new anger, let it go anew. It expanded as he let all of his anger and energy out.
The clouds overhead began to whirl, as if an unseen hand was stirring it. Even more lightning showed itself, and thunder boomed across the sea, but even it was outmatched by Vegeta's wild battle cry. The water below began to churn as it transformed into a whirlpool, as if it wanted to copy the sky.
For a brief moment, Vegeta thought he had actually thought he had outmatched Goku, even if he wasn't a Super Saiyan. But then Goku, with very little effort, blew Vegeta back as he showed what the power of a Super Saiyan was like.
It stripped Vegeta's breath from his longs with its sheer magnitude. The force of the sudden eruption staggered him, and even as Vegeta was flying through the air, he couldn't help but be in awe of such a force. With a splash that sent ripples into the now calm water. Vegeta sunk lower into the sea, with a faint trail of bubbles trailing above him. With the instincts of a Saiyan, Vegeta's eyes snapped open. He began to swim slowly back up, and to his delight, he found that he was near enough to the shore to fly; he was dead tired from using all of his energy. Very slowly, Vegeta levitated above the water and watched, as the water seemed to pick up a little speed. He smirked again, this time in amusement---the effects his power had on his surroundings had always intrigued him.
At last he reached the beach. He rolled over on his stomach and watched as the clouds drifted away. The stars were out, lighting the sky with what little light they had. He thought it strange that this planet had no moon, but he had heard something about the Namek---what was his name, Piccolo--- had blown it up. He dismissed the thought and went on to one that plagued his mind since the first night Goku had died.
'Why does he keep coming to me?' he thought to himself.
It seemed that Goku's spirit had been drawn towards its former prince. And it also seemed to enjoy taunting him, and was always quick to draw out his anger to its full extent. Though he could see the logic in it; he always seemed to grow inconceivably stronger after he went all out, but he still knew that he was not a match for the androids. If only he could duplicate Goku's Super Saiyan technique. As he lay there, Vegeta noticed he was still panting. His mind began to wonder as he let his body go. His eye- lids grew heavy as sleep threatened to slip over him.
Blackness consumed his mind and he fell asleep, thinking of Bulma (he had always though it strange that he had fallen in love with a Human woman).
"How bizarre." He was asleep even as the words escaped his lips.
Episode One
Chapter One: Rage Unsheathed
Many times in a man's life, there lay two paths open to him. Neither is tempting, but one must be tread, despite all angst and foreboding; and no matter how large a dilemma ensues. That day was one of those times.
Behind him lay resentment, pain, and fear. Ahead of him was set finality and an ending to all that which lay behind him. The latter choice beckoned him, called upon him to give what little strength he had remaining, and use it. His mind was a cloud of confusion, and a land of even more fear and uncertainty. Vegeta saw all this, witnessed it take root within his own eyes, but at the same time, was completely oblivious to it all. Vegeta's mind, sharp and strong as it was, could not comprehend what he was doing at the place he could only identify as "old", nor understand what was going on within his own brain.
"This is it...." Vegeta said silently, almost so softly that he could not hear the words as he spoke them. He stood alone on a cliff overlooking the dark blue see, staring quietly out to sea and contemplating his thoughts, looking very much like a lone tree; calm and peaceful---though he was anything but that. As he stared out into the vast expanse, watching the sun slowly sink, turning the see into a golden color that reflected the deep, purple clouds that made their way across the sky, his mind raced with thoughts. Thoughts about his past, at how he had once been the epitome of all Saiyan---strong, young and ruthless-and of the present.
He thought about his future, and what he was going to do. Of course he would have to battle the androids. And no matter how many times he told himself, it wasn't just to prove to himself that he is indeed the prince of the Saiyans and was the mightiest warrior in the universe.he knew, deep inside, there was something more.love. He found it funny; him, the heir to the throne of an extinct race, loving a commoner woman---a human woman--- that he otherwise wouldn't have ever met if not for his own foolish pride. Maybe he was crazy.
He dismissed the thought with a shake of his head.
But then his thought s turned to another, one who he had shared something rare with.. Comradeship.
"Kakkarotto."
He lifted his head up high out of respect for his fallen warrior. A smirk crossed his face as he remembered their first battle, and his first defeat. He wondered how one man could have so much power and fight like a man possessed, and yet be warm and gentle towards everyone else. But then he realized the answer; it was obvious. Kakkaroto---he thought his human name sounded strange and unfit for a warrior of his caliber. Kakkaroto was much more fitting then Goku---fought for his loved ones as well as for himself. That was the key to his power.
The rain began to fall down on him as he looked up into the vast expanses of the heavens. The rain pored down on him, soaking his dark hair and running down his body. Lightning cracked overhead, lighting the advancing storm clouds as they advanced. The air became cooler, almost cold, and a light breeze took up. Below him the sea was a hot fury of white-capped waves, each battering away at the beach and cliffs. Another bolt of lightning cracked, this time closer to Vegeta, lighting the sky overhead once again. Vegeta smiled---one of his angry smiles--- as he saw what he wanted. Above him it looked like the clouds all wanted to be closer to Vegeta, as they were all swirling above, lowering with each passing moment. More lightning cracked, this time coming from Vegeta as he let his anger lash out in a brilliant aura of blazing white ki.
The ground he was standing on began to break away, and little pieces of rock and dust began rise upwards. Even the water began to change, creating walls of pure water, and leaving the bare sea floor to be exposed. He let out short grunts as his aura intensified, growing as it grew brighter and brighter. Without any warning, there was a bright flash as Vegeta let his energy go once more. In an instant, the cliff was destroyed completely, and Vegeta floated in the air with bolts of pure energy crackling all around him. In his minds eye, he pictured his face; Kakkarotto had always had a way of bring Vegeta's temper out. He pictured Kakkarotto smirking at him, laughing at him and his inadequacies. He could almost see Kakkarot---Goku, he corrected himself out of respect out of his fellow Saiyan---standing in front of him, taunting him as he stood before him as a Super Saiyan.
With a burst of speed that would have been impossible for any other eye to see, Vegeta leapt at the phantom figure, bringing his arm through the air where Goku's head would have been, but missed, as his imaginary sparring opponent easily tilted his head to the side. Vegeta let out an unearthly holler as he brought his left leg up in a swinging kick, only to have Goku duck. The water splashed as Vegeta lunged into its depths, hoping to catch Goku with his fist again. He went all out, allowing his Saiyan instincts to take control over his body. Waves that dwarfed tsunamis obliterated the shoreline as Vegeta's feet and hands whipped across the surface of the water; but it didn't matter, no matter how hard, how fast, he through his blows, Goku always seemed to be quicker.
Out of the corner of his eye he thought he spotted Goku floating in the air with his arms crossed and his thrice-damned smirk still on his face. Without any thought, he pushed forth his hands and fired a ki blast that could have destroyed and entire city at the sky. When he didn't feel the heat from the impact on his body, he brought his elbow back on extinct.only to hit nothing again.
There! There he was the stupid bastard, flying carelessly up into the stratosphere, spinning occasionally. The thought never even finished as he raced upwards, chasing his invisible foe with nothing on his mind but some Saiyan bloodlust. With a laugh, he matched Goku's speed, then surpassed it, flying high above him. In the next moment, he threw his body at his rival, hoping to knock him out, but only missing. His body went into a fall that he couldn't seem to stop, and soon enough it seemed the sea had opened up and swallowed him.
Vegeta's body was lost in a tempest beneath the waves as his aura faded out, then seemingly exploding around him with a reborn intensity. Water was evaporated as his aura repelled all away from him. His lungs filled with air as he rocketed across the top of the water, chasing once more after Goku. He fired several small blasts ahead of him, hoping to slow down his enemy, but the blasts all seemed to miss as their eruptions brightened the darkening sky with bright flashes of energy and their concussions sent high waves all around. As he flew, Vegeta noticed how the sea seemed to sink lower as he flew, and how it even arched over him like a tunnel.
His hand shook with anticipation as he clenched it into a fist. Adding an arc in his flight, Vegeta gave a fresh burst of speed and barreled down where he thought se saw Goku. When he was an inch away, Goku turned over and gave him a brief nod and mocking smile, before he disappeared. Vegeta halted in the air and looked around with a worried look on his face, as he searched frantically around, and just hoping that Goku would not see a fit opening to start an assault. Vegeta whirled around as a look of utter fury crossed his face. He met Goku's face; it was as child-like and carefree as it ever was.
Vegeta stumbled back through the air, his angry expression replaced with one of surprise. As if to confirm Vegeta's fears, Goku's aura appeared around him once more, blinding Vegeta with its brilliant golden shine. Vegeta let his anger out once more, let it manifest itself into his aura again, as he matched Goku's in its intensity. He began to laugh; one that bordered on psychotic, and then with fresh new anger, let it go anew. It expanded as he let all of his anger and energy out.
The clouds overhead began to whirl, as if an unseen hand was stirring it. Even more lightning showed itself, and thunder boomed across the sea, but even it was outmatched by Vegeta's wild battle cry. The water below began to churn as it transformed into a whirlpool, as if it wanted to copy the sky.
For a brief moment, Vegeta thought he had actually thought he had outmatched Goku, even if he wasn't a Super Saiyan. But then Goku, with very little effort, blew Vegeta back as he showed what the power of a Super Saiyan was like.
It stripped Vegeta's breath from his longs with its sheer magnitude. The force of the sudden eruption staggered him, and even as Vegeta was flying through the air, he couldn't help but be in awe of such a force. With a splash that sent ripples into the now calm water. Vegeta sunk lower into the sea, with a faint trail of bubbles trailing above him. With the instincts of a Saiyan, Vegeta's eyes snapped open. He began to swim slowly back up, and to his delight, he found that he was near enough to the shore to fly; he was dead tired from using all of his energy. Very slowly, Vegeta levitated above the water and watched, as the water seemed to pick up a little speed. He smirked again, this time in amusement---the effects his power had on his surroundings had always intrigued him.
At last he reached the beach. He rolled over on his stomach and watched as the clouds drifted away. The stars were out, lighting the sky with what little light they had. He thought it strange that this planet had no moon, but he had heard something about the Namek---what was his name, Piccolo--- had blown it up. He dismissed the thought and went on to one that plagued his mind since the first night Goku had died.
'Why does he keep coming to me?' he thought to himself.
It seemed that Goku's spirit had been drawn towards its former prince. And it also seemed to enjoy taunting him, and was always quick to draw out his anger to its full extent. Though he could see the logic in it; he always seemed to grow inconceivably stronger after he went all out, but he still knew that he was not a match for the androids. If only he could duplicate Goku's Super Saiyan technique. As he lay there, Vegeta noticed he was still panting. His mind began to wonder as he let his body go. His eye- lids grew heavy as sleep threatened to slip over him.
Blackness consumed his mind and he fell asleep, thinking of Bulma (he had always though it strange that he had fallen in love with a Human woman).
"How bizarre." He was asleep even as the words escaped his lips.