AnimeFreak/ GhnCreate Vegeta's Anger; Man of Mystery
Ch. 5
"No Lord Despair! Please have mercy!!" He screamed as a few men pulled him into darkness.
Vegeta awoke the next morning and looked at the Despair in the corner. "Hmmm, still asleep?" Vegeta wouldn't tolerate this. He walked over to the sleeping man and kicked him in the ribs. "Ow!" Despair looked at Vegeta. "What'd you do that for?" He groggily stood up. "We were extremely sloppy last night. I won't be pleased with myself until I've done a day's of hard work. You will assist me." Vegeta turned around. "I welcomed you into my home. I've fed and clothed you. You in return have fixed up my ship, but my deed is yet to be repayed. Get up and get to work on anything that is slightly out of place." He walked out the door. Despair looked worryingly at him as he slammed the door behind himself. Despair stood up and stretched. "Well I deserved that one." He muttered. He sat on the couch and snatched up his remote project and began to take off the cover on it.
After a few hours Vegeta stepped in. He looked at Despair. Despair was a mess, his brown, fuzzy hair hung in front of his face, his clothes were stained with oil, he had dark rings under his eyes, and his hands shook slightly as he screwed in a bolt. Vegeta himself was a walking junkyard, but he was mainly only sweaty, Despair on the other hand looked like he hadn't slept for days. 'He sure can wear himself out quickly.' Vegeta thought. "Come. It's time to eat." Vegeta grunted. Despair looked up. He gradually stood and then stumbled on his feet a couple of times before stopping in the old kitchen. They sat on the floor and Vegeta handed Despair a hamburger from McDonald's. Once Despair was done he walked into the main room and sat in the same corner before. 'Well,' Vegeta thought 'Maybe he has a lot to think about. he better shape up though if he is going to be my partner." Vegeta walked in the room to find that Despair had already fallen asleep.
Despair was awoken with a boot in the ribs again the next morning. "I'm up, I'm up." He stood up. "We need to go into town. We need more food supplies." Vegeta walked up to a beaten dresser and opened up the top dresser. Inside were loads of money, jewels, and a picture of him and a man with dark blue hair with their arms over each other's shoulder, both smiling. Despair had never seen Vegeta smile like that. That smile was a happy smile. He reached in to pick up photo to find a gun against his head. "Don't. touch." Vegeta growled. He looked madder than ever, Despair now knew why they cops would flee at the sight of his eyes. "The stare of an eagle" they would say at jail, a stare that would pierce the shell of an armadillo. He slightly retreated, then sat down. Vegeta twirled the gun on his finger and tucked it into his belt. "If I had reacted with my sword I would have sliced your head off, and not give it a second thought afterwards." He grunted. "Stay out of my way." Vegeta hadn't gone through this door since two years ago. He actually hadn't been in this area for two years. Thousands of memories haunted his dreams, he realized of why he had avoided this area for so long. His daydreaming was interrupted by Despair when he got up and walked outside. Vegeta snapped back to reality and grabbed a handful of cash. He pulled the second door open and picked out a wallet. These wallets were from idiots who walked around with half of it hanging out their back pocket, which made them extremely vulnerable. He opened it and examined the man's picture in the license. He looked similar to Vegeta, he had the same short spiked hair and large widows peak, but the strand of hair that dangled in front of Vegeta's face was to be pulled back. He noticed the type of clothing the man was wearing was the type of clothes that were worn in the twenty-first century. Vegeta had a few outfits of this age, but none that really matched. He stepped into the dressing room; also known as the bathroom, and pulled his up-to-date shirt off and opened the cabinet door under the sink and pulled out all of his clothes. His head, shoulders, and arms were totally in the cabinet when he found the clothes that he looking for. He grabbed an armful and came out. He threw them around until he found an old dusty suit with a tie. Once pulling the shirt over his head he looked at himself in the shattered mirror. He threw some hair gel into his hair and combed it back slightly. He felt stupid in an old suit, but it will have to do. He came outside to find Despair sitting in the dirt holding his upper arm. He seemed to be thinking. Vegeta walked toward him and watched him for a few minutes. Despair didn't move nor stir. Vegeta went into the bushes and with some loud noises he came out with an old truck. Despair stood up and climbed into the back. Vegeta drove off into the clearing. Despair started to remember, remember the past. Flashback
A group of masked men ran out of several stores and ran together down the street. About three seconds later all the homes and stores exploded at the same time. Laughing hysterically they all jumped into seven hover cars and sped off into the night. "Lord, we have done a deed." A man from the crowd was cut off be a man with brown hair and a mad look in his eyes. "A deed you claim! Insolent fool! I never gave orders to destroy a thing!" The man stood up, obviously angry. He walked down the fleet of stairs in front of the throne he was once seated in. "Execute him!" He yelled. The masked man started shaking. "No Lord Despair! Please have mercy!!" He screamed as a few men pulled him into darkness.
"No Lord Despair! Please have mercy!!" He screamed as a few men pulled him into darkness.
Vegeta awoke the next morning and looked at the Despair in the corner. "Hmmm, still asleep?" Vegeta wouldn't tolerate this. He walked over to the sleeping man and kicked him in the ribs. "Ow!" Despair looked at Vegeta. "What'd you do that for?" He groggily stood up. "We were extremely sloppy last night. I won't be pleased with myself until I've done a day's of hard work. You will assist me." Vegeta turned around. "I welcomed you into my home. I've fed and clothed you. You in return have fixed up my ship, but my deed is yet to be repayed. Get up and get to work on anything that is slightly out of place." He walked out the door. Despair looked worryingly at him as he slammed the door behind himself. Despair stood up and stretched. "Well I deserved that one." He muttered. He sat on the couch and snatched up his remote project and began to take off the cover on it.
After a few hours Vegeta stepped in. He looked at Despair. Despair was a mess, his brown, fuzzy hair hung in front of his face, his clothes were stained with oil, he had dark rings under his eyes, and his hands shook slightly as he screwed in a bolt. Vegeta himself was a walking junkyard, but he was mainly only sweaty, Despair on the other hand looked like he hadn't slept for days. 'He sure can wear himself out quickly.' Vegeta thought. "Come. It's time to eat." Vegeta grunted. Despair looked up. He gradually stood and then stumbled on his feet a couple of times before stopping in the old kitchen. They sat on the floor and Vegeta handed Despair a hamburger from McDonald's. Once Despair was done he walked into the main room and sat in the same corner before. 'Well,' Vegeta thought 'Maybe he has a lot to think about. he better shape up though if he is going to be my partner." Vegeta walked in the room to find that Despair had already fallen asleep.
Despair was awoken with a boot in the ribs again the next morning. "I'm up, I'm up." He stood up. "We need to go into town. We need more food supplies." Vegeta walked up to a beaten dresser and opened up the top dresser. Inside were loads of money, jewels, and a picture of him and a man with dark blue hair with their arms over each other's shoulder, both smiling. Despair had never seen Vegeta smile like that. That smile was a happy smile. He reached in to pick up photo to find a gun against his head. "Don't. touch." Vegeta growled. He looked madder than ever, Despair now knew why they cops would flee at the sight of his eyes. "The stare of an eagle" they would say at jail, a stare that would pierce the shell of an armadillo. He slightly retreated, then sat down. Vegeta twirled the gun on his finger and tucked it into his belt. "If I had reacted with my sword I would have sliced your head off, and not give it a second thought afterwards." He grunted. "Stay out of my way." Vegeta hadn't gone through this door since two years ago. He actually hadn't been in this area for two years. Thousands of memories haunted his dreams, he realized of why he had avoided this area for so long. His daydreaming was interrupted by Despair when he got up and walked outside. Vegeta snapped back to reality and grabbed a handful of cash. He pulled the second door open and picked out a wallet. These wallets were from idiots who walked around with half of it hanging out their back pocket, which made them extremely vulnerable. He opened it and examined the man's picture in the license. He looked similar to Vegeta, he had the same short spiked hair and large widows peak, but the strand of hair that dangled in front of Vegeta's face was to be pulled back. He noticed the type of clothing the man was wearing was the type of clothes that were worn in the twenty-first century. Vegeta had a few outfits of this age, but none that really matched. He stepped into the dressing room; also known as the bathroom, and pulled his up-to-date shirt off and opened the cabinet door under the sink and pulled out all of his clothes. His head, shoulders, and arms were totally in the cabinet when he found the clothes that he looking for. He grabbed an armful and came out. He threw them around until he found an old dusty suit with a tie. Once pulling the shirt over his head he looked at himself in the shattered mirror. He threw some hair gel into his hair and combed it back slightly. He felt stupid in an old suit, but it will have to do. He came outside to find Despair sitting in the dirt holding his upper arm. He seemed to be thinking. Vegeta walked toward him and watched him for a few minutes. Despair didn't move nor stir. Vegeta went into the bushes and with some loud noises he came out with an old truck. Despair stood up and climbed into the back. Vegeta drove off into the clearing. Despair started to remember, remember the past. Flashback
A group of masked men ran out of several stores and ran together down the street. About three seconds later all the homes and stores exploded at the same time. Laughing hysterically they all jumped into seven hover cars and sped off into the night. "Lord, we have done a deed." A man from the crowd was cut off be a man with brown hair and a mad look in his eyes. "A deed you claim! Insolent fool! I never gave orders to destroy a thing!" The man stood up, obviously angry. He walked down the fleet of stairs in front of the throne he was once seated in. "Execute him!" He yelled. The masked man started shaking. "No Lord Despair! Please have mercy!!" He screamed as a few men pulled him into darkness.