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His heart pumped with fear; a fear that he had never thought existed at this magnitude. Panic swept through his system, making him paralyzed with paranoia. SHIT! He was stuck in here with the damn murderer in complete darkness.. what the hell now?

"What's with the sour face? I thought you'd be happy on our special anniversary.."

The prince clenched his fist; anger was starting to dull his senses. Fury retracted in his eyes; his muscles began to tighten furiously. He was going to get this settled right now..

"What the hell do you mean? What anniversary?!"

A cold protruding laugh filled the darkness, and a cold sweat ran down Vegeta's back. Shivers of alarm made every single hair on his body stand straight up.. damn! Why did the laugh effect him so much?

"If Goku were still alive, maybe he'd be able to tell you.. he's the only one that found my little message in the Gravity Room.. he figured out who I am. Aw.. too bad. The only reason he died was because he was trying to save you.."

The guilt stabbed at his heart once more.. the killer was right. It was Vegeta's fault.. if only he had believed in Kakarot.. then none of this would've happened! He clenched his fists in utter frustration; he'd had enough!

"Who the hell are you?!?!"

"Ahh.. a very complex question to answer. I am merely a ghost.. a spirit that wants to extract revenge.. one that has 'unfinished business' as you might say.. Think prince.. think of your tortured past, and you will remember me.."

Damn! So it was all a game now.. the killer wanted the prince to figure this out for himself. Ok.. think! Who the hell would hate the prince so much as to want to kill him so badly? Who would want to torture him.. and kill Goku without a flaw or a second of hesitation? Who would think of this deadly cat and mouse game and actually get away with it? Who was good at mind games? Oh shit.. no.. IT COULDN'T BE! It couldn't be who he thought it was.. wait.. December 13th.. why was the date so familiar now? He knew why.. December 13th was the day Vegeta abandoned Frieza's command and went to Planet Namek! So.. the only person the killer could be was..

"Frieza.."

The name came out as a mere whisper; a whisper that ascended beyond hatred. The loathing in that whisper, was one to send thousands of races shivering with fear, and begging on their hands and knees. The name tore out the prince's heart.. and sent it flying into the wind in a million pieces. His fear and shock intertwined with each other; making Vegeta's heart quiver with alarm. His heart stopped beating.. all of his nerves stood on end. His features grew hot with anxiety, and this all connected with the wrath he felt inside of his memories. His angst swirled together, remembering all the hell Frieza had given him his entire life, and the time where he had died.. THAT WAS IT!

A laugh sealed the room, as if it was forever to be some ghastly torture chamber of Frieza's.. and nobody could ever escape. The cold taunting laugh.. a laugh that was all too familiar.. a laugh that tainted his very existence.. a laugh that poisoned every bit of his body to the point of being in total paralysis. The prince merely sat there.. still on his knees from the very shock of his discovery. His arms went limp; he couldn't feel them anymore. His legs burned with pain, an everlasting reminder of the pain that was soon yet to come. His golden aura died down, and he was plunged into total darkness.

A short chuckle and then complete silence followed the laugh.

"What's the matter Vegeta? Why aren't you saying anything? Cat's got your tongue?"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why the hell do you want revenge?! What have I ever done to you?"

A smirk took residence on Frieza's lips, and he licked them with anticipation. This was going to be fun to answer.. yes, very fun. He crossed his arms, his tail swishing behind him. How exhilarating.. this was the part where he'd explain everything..

"It's not what you've done.. it's what I've done. I was stupid enough to let you survive on my ship.. I was stupid enough not to know that you'd betray me and go to Namek by yourself. You always were the power hungry type prince.. we've a lot in common. Especially when we wanted the dragonballs all to ourselves. You defeated Zarbon.. you killed Dodoria, and helped destroy the Ginyu Force.. you slaughtered all of my slaves, and still managed to become stronger than any of us ever expected. Impressive prince.. and in the end, your pathetic dying words helped Goku become a super saiyan.. it was part your fault! Without your death wish, Goku would've never defeated me! I would be conquering the universe right now, but no! A monkey had to defeat me, Vegeta! A MONKEY! And even still to this day, his name curses my being.. I can't live a day without the shame he had given me.. and all because of your damn words!" A pause..

"But.. out of the all the shame, there came integrity. Yes, your half-breed son finally destroyed me, but I was not dead yet. My spirit lived on.. planning until the very day that I can kill you and Goku. I am dead, as you see, but not fully. In hell, which I thought was my permanent residence; I've been training.. training until I thought I was strong enough to beat you two.. and in that dark hell, there came a light. It would seem I heard of this legend.. every 10,000 years, hell would grant every single one of it's members a wish from the dragon. I sought fit for it to be my wish.. that I can finally destroy you two stupid monkeys! But when I made my wish, I was denied.. it was beyond the dragon's power to perform it. So, I thought of another option.. I made it, so that when it had been 10 years after our ordeal on Namek, that you're sub-conscious would will me back to get revenge. In other words, since it would be our anniversary, you're mind would remember it.. and that would bring me back for whatever time I need to take my vengeance. Perfect plan.. isn't it? Who would've known that dragonballs would actually preserve my immortality?"

Shock.. there was nothing else that protruded through the prince's emotions. Utter, and complete shock.. His eyes widened in terror and an unexplained chill dashed through his structure. How could.. how could this be happening?.. It wasn't possible. It couldn't be possible.. how could Frieza actually be back? Was all he said, true? Did Vegeta's sub-conscious mind actually will himself to wish back the icy tyrant? If so.. it was all his damned fault.. IT WAS HIS ENTIRE GODDAMN FAULT! Guilt no stronger than any, weighed down the prince's sanity.. to the point that it was almost non-existent. This was too much.. way too much. The pressure, the stress.. a fucking ghost was coming back to murder him, it had been his fault that Kakarot had died, and he was putting his entire family at risk.. what the hell next? The only thing that would make this night even worse.. was death. An end to his damned life.. and end by the hands of someone who had killed him before. A death in the hands of someone that had brutally beat his pride; test his very limits to the maximum. Someone that had hands, stained with the boiling blood of massacres that counted to the hundreds. A tyrant so cold and heartless, that had destroyed foundations of planets for immeasurable years. Enough was enough! How much more of this can one mortal take?

"Nine minutes Vegeta.. you have nine minutes left to live.. after that, I will torture you beyond means.. and you will die once more."

No! Damn! He couldn't possibly be serious! Nine minutes? 540 seconds? That couldn't possibly be enough! What the hell was he supposed to do? What could he do? Accept death and go down quick? Or.. fight back and die a slow, painful death like before? Shit.. some nice choices. What was he going to do.. seriously. He needed to think of something here and now. Before he'd pay the ultimate price.. his life. Well, there was one more choice that he hadn't thought of..

His hands extended into clenched fists and his legs outstretched wide apart. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a frown turned his lips upside down. Singes and sears of pain ran down his ribs; damn they hurt like hell! No.. no! He would have to ignore them! He didn't have time to be weak.. he didn't have time to think. He only had time to fight.. because with every second that ticked by, it ticked away the remainder of his life.

"Heh.. you want to fight, prince? Maybe when you went into that coma, I killed a few of your brain cells. Ah well, if you insist. This will only declare your death to be faster.."

"Oh really? Then I guess you're making a big mistake in judging me to be so weak.."

Damn.. there went his ego. When would his arrogance stop getting in the way of his battles?

"Don't make me laugh Vegeta.. you can barely stand!"

Damn it.. the bastard was right! He could barely stand.. what now? Could he really have been that foolish as to cause his deathbed? He looked onto his adversary.. he didn't care if he was to die. His was his thrill that kept him going -- a saiyan nature to accept any challenge that was thrown towards him. He was going to win this even if his life depended on it.. and it very much indeed did. A swelling of alarm sprinted through his beating heart; this was it. The fight for his life.. the fight that would settle the score between the two warriors forever.. damn.. he couldn't believe this shit. It had all happened so fast.. he was just training in that damn training room.. he felt something was wrong.. blood, darkness, fear.. waking up.. his left arm getting cut open.. blaming Goku for being the killer.. DAMN! Now.. he was all alone. Helplessness settled into his stomach; making a squirming feeling of guilt wash over him. How much he hated all this.. he never wanted to admit this to anyone, but hell.. he needed help. It would take more force than him to defeat this tyrant.. and Kakarot would've been perfect. Hell, even if Kakarot only helped a little, it would've made the biggest difference.. a little difference in power declared the winner of this game of life and death! -- and so far, the verdict made it clear that he was scheduled to lose.. Fear burst into the determined onyx eyes, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly -- no, damn! He wasn't supposed to show any emotion besides hatred! If his opponent knew of his fear, it'd be all over. He swallowed the big knot that threatened to overcome him and ignored the panicky feeling of defenselessness that sinking in his stomach. Damn it.. had Frieza seen the paranoia in his eyes?

The tyrant smirked; a smirk that was all too familiar to the prince. Ahh.. so, the almighty saiyan was scared easily. He had seen the fear in his eyes that split second.. yes.. this was all he needed to know. Despite the prince's efforts to ignore his emotions completely, he still had the fear deep within him -- waiting to explode like a volcano at any second. That's it.. he remembered Vegeta's weaknesses very well.. the prince was blinded easily by the way everyone taunted him.. Good.. everything was perfect. It was time to strike..

"Are you ready to die?"

"That's not something you should concern yourself with.."

Anticipation filled his emptied heart.. it was time to start the battle of the fight for the universe..

The prince issued a cry from his scorched throat, charging towards Frieza in a heart beat. He swung his right arm and punched the tyrant right in the face with such force that it would've sent planets tumbling to their demise. Frieza smirked; and blocked the punch with his bare fists. Vegeta bared his teeth, anger filling his system. Damn, he was fast.. he had no idea that the bastard had gotten that much better.. This was going to be way harder than he had ever imagined. His fists locked together tightly, swinging in once more and connecting to Frieza's lower jaw. Vegeta smirked; finally he had hit the damn bitch. And how great it felt! This was just step one of his fight.. Frieza doubled up in pain, gritting his teeth together furiously. Damn it! He was going to pay for that.. a surge of raw energy whipped through the tyrant's essence and surrounded his figure. He smirked, a chuckle seeping from his lips. This was going to be all too easy now..

The merciless tyrant charged forward, slamming his own head against the prince's. Without any hesitation, he banged his knee to Vegeta's torso, and elbowed his back. Vegeta staggered back with pain, almost getting the urge to fall to the floor and just die. His fists tightened together, angst was swirling together inside of his heart. Damn! When would this shit nightmare be over? His thoughts were soon interrupted by an uppercut aimed directly at his head -- no! He wouldn't let this attack get the better of him -- and he ducked, kicking Frieza's back quickly. Frieza was thrown upwards, but hastily stopping his flight with a burst of ki. A trail of blood was trickling down his chin.. he smirked, and wiped it away; marking his pallid skin with crimson.

"Well well well.. I guess I've underestimated you, prince. How impressive.. I guess all of these years have changed you.. but all that training you've done won't help you now. It's too late.."

"We'll see about that.."

Damn it! Why was his damned voice shaking? Why couldn't he get rid of this fear? No.. he couldn't think of that now! One little emotion could make someone lose their life, or gain victory. And he wanted nothing more than to win.. shit! The game of life was the hardest thing anyone could ever play..

A yell of pure rage escaped from the prince's throat, and the all too familiar golden aura played around his body, appearing as if fire possessed Vegeta's soul. His golden locks stood straight up in the air, and his aqua eyes danced with determination. The thrill of excitement was rushing through his veins; yes.. this was the battle the prince thrived for.. a battle that both of the opponents had a good chance of winning in. His stubborn lips riveted up into a smirk, and once more, got into a fighting stance.

"Isn't this your worst nightmare, Frieza? Me, turning into a super saiyan.. who would've thought that? Are you getting a little nervous?"

Frieza bit his lips, already the sour taste of blood was filling his tongue. Damn.. he had forgotten the fact that the prince could turn into a legendary super saiyan.. this incident caused shock to penetrate through every part of his body -- now what? No, he could beat the prince even if he was super saiyan 10.. but the fear he felt whenever he saw those damned gold hair, and those eyes.. it was unbearable! He clenched his fists, a cold sweat was running down his upper back. Shit! Was Vegeta's words actually true? Was he starting to get a little nervous? Grimacing in hatred, his tail violently swished behind him, slamming into some stairway steps and grinding them into dust. DAMN! He couldn't let this nuisance get in the way of his satisfying victory -- he just couldn't! And he wouldn't.. A poisoning grin gave his features maliciousness. The evil that was portrayed before was quickly stumbling back onto his face. He had a plan.. hadn't he discussed this with the prince before? There was no way he was going to lose..

The gold flashed through his body; a manifestation of the confidence and thrill that was raging inside him. That son of a bitch wasn't that hard to fight.. in fact, he was no problem. A smirk protruded on the proud saiyan's lips, and he crossed his arms in anticipation.

"Well, if you're not scared, you better be.."

"Stop deluding yourself.. you already have a big enough ego as it is."

"So now your warning me? Heh, I didn't think you'd go down to that level.."

A surge of anger and frustration ruptured from the tyrant's twisted heart. Damn.. he hated when the prince had a big ego; it was maddening, and yet satisfying at the same time. A big ego meant he was off guard.. how splendid. But.. why the sudden mood change? A few minutes ago he was nervous and scared.. now he was over confident and arrogant. But, why the hell was he like that?

A burst of ki exploded near him; shit, the super saiyan level was strong.. Wait.. realization hit him, and he finally understood. When a saiyan turned into a super saiyan, he obtained more arrogance.. it all fit in! Even the monumental battle between himself and Goku all those years ago; when Goku was a super saiyan, he was very cocky.. and the same occurred for the prince. He smiled evilly.

"Hmm.. I guess turning super saiyan has some major disadvantages.. how marvelous.."

Perfect. It would go well with his plan.. the plan that would set the stage of who would win, and who would lose. He once more licked his lips with anticipation; this was all to grand.

Vegeta tightened his fists, and glared at the tyrant. Why the fuck was he smirking?! Something was wrong.. he could tell in his damned eyes. Oh well.. if this was the way Frieza wanted to play, then so be it. He grunted, and once more, replaced his annoyance with a classic smirk.

"Humph.. you're really starting to bore me. Are you ready to square off once more, or are you just going to stand there?"

"I'm ready when you are."

"Good.. we can begin now."

Two war cries filled the humid air, and the two warriors once again started their clash.

A ki blast ripped through the darkness from Vegeta's hands, gaining energy with every second that passed by. Frieza grinded his teeth together in fury, and found himself powering a beam as well. The two simultaneously let them go; the two beams colliding in the middle. Vegeta let out a burst of ki, powering up the blast just a little. Shit! This was difficult as hell! He cried out in a rage, allotting more energy and ki into the blast. Frieza grinned, and gave as much as an effort as the prince. His muscles bulged, his veins become apparent, and his smirk gave into wickedness. Vegeta roared with anger, and released more power. Damn! It seemed the more force he gave into it, the more Frieza had.. what the fuck? This wasn't making sense! He broke off his blast and charged towards his tormentor, discharging even more ki. He veered off to the left, and extended his right leg, once more storming forward to the tyrant. He attempted to kick his head, but Frieza rapidly grabbed hold of the prince's leg. Infuriated by his new immobility, the prince struggled with frustration.

"Let go of me!!"

"What's the matter? Are you starting to get a little nervous?"

Frieza grinned and laughed a laugh of pure venom. He loved mocking the prince, it rang pleasure into his heart and made his heart swell with happiness. Hmm.. maybe he should injure the prince a little more now. He tightened his grip on the prince's leg.. ahh.. it was the prince's right leg, the one with the broken ankle. How nice.. it was so perfect. He squeezed the ankle harshly, to the point that blood seeped out from beneath the tyrant's hand. Vegeta howled in anguish; the pain.. it was too much to bear.. IT HURT TOO DAMN MUCH! His eyes fluttered; open and closed.. he blinked slowly.. oh shit. Darkness was starting to set in.. the pain.. the throbbing pain.. it hurt so damn bad! It numbed his leg, and his arms fell limp. The blood rushed to his head, and the next thing he saw, was black.

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Nausea erupted into his eyes, and at first, everything was black once more. But his sensitive saiyan eyes adapted once more, and a faint light could be seen from the distance. Wait.. where the fuck was he? He moaned softly in pain, and looked down at his body. He was being bound to the wall by a substance -- but what? What the hell was going on? Where was Frieza? An unsettling fear nerved his senses.. he was in the mercy of the damn asshole now. His eyes wandered off to the bottom part of the stairwell; what? They were still in the stairwell? His head burned with an unknown hotness; did he have a fever? Great.. a perfect timing to get sick. No.. it wasn't fever. In fact, there was something on his forehead. But what? Despite the smoldering pain, he looked up at his head. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach. It was blood.. warm, hot, sticky blood. The metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils, making him want to throw up. What the hell was happening?

"I've been waiting for you.."

Shit.. Frieza was coming this way..

"What the hell are you doing to me?" -- he glanced down at the substance binding his legs -- "And what the hell is that?"

"Don't worry about it prince. It's just a strong metal that a saiyan couldn't possibly penetrate through. It's just to attach you to the wall so you're vulnerable."

"Why?! What are you going to do with me?"

Frieza smirked, a smirk full of malice and full with evil. He crossed his arms, and tilted his head, as if examining the emotions that the prince was feeling. It was all too perfect.. he was going to taunt the prince and make him be blind with rage. And after that, he knew the fight would be all too easy..

".. Have I ever told you you're father thinks you're weak?"

A pang of hurt throbbed in his heart.

"What does that have to do with anything?! I asked you a question!"

"Trust me.. it has to do with everything. Your father thinks you're a disgrace to your race. His race. He thinks you're pathetic, and a big coward. You show too much emotion, and you're indefinitely growing soft."

Wrath provoked the prince to power up in fury, but he thought against it. He could just imagine his father saying all that! What a bastard! How could he? -- No.. it couldn't be true! How the hell would Frieza know what he thought anyway?

"How the fuck would you know?"

"Have you forgotten? Your father is in hell too Vegeta. With an infinity of time, what else do you expect me to do? I've talked to him.. he told me everything."

Oh shit no.. he was right. What if.. what if his father really did say that? He couldn't have.. he wouldn't have! Would he? Yes.. he did. So.. his father thought he was weak. Thought he was a disgrace to the saiyan race. Thought he was growing soft?! NO! It wasn't true! Damn it. His thoughts instantly revolved around all his memories with his own son. How many times had he told his son he was weak, soft and pathetic? Too many times.. after this, he would never say that to his son ever again! Damn.. wouldn't Bulma and Trunks be surprised at how much he's changed after he survives this? That is.. if he survives it. So.. he was growing soft? DAMN!

"Goku thinks you're weak as well. He told me before he died."

"You liar! None of this is true! You're making it up! DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME!"

He yelled with angst in his voice, powering up to super saiyan once more, and being blinded by rage.

"You're wasting you're energy. There's no way you can escape that metal.."

"SHUT UP!"

He bawled and roared with anger, powering up in hatred. Static began shooting up and down his body, and it danced in circles around him. The metal disintegrated, grinded into, what was now, ash. The cry he was emitting out of his body tore at his throat; it hurt like hell, but he didn't give a damn. He dashed forward to an astonished Frieza, and punched him right in the face. The tyrant doubled up in pain and shock, and was temporarily stunned. Vegeta used this opportunity to attack -- he kicked Frieza in the back and he went soaring away. He smashed into a wall, and outlined it with his figure. He hollered in a rage and escaped the clutches of the wall. Vegeta connected into Frieza's skull with a few blows, and Frieza did the same. They both exchanged various attacks -- punches, kicks, and uppercuts. Vegeta grabbed his opponent's tail, and threw him to the other side of the stairwell. Frieza flew up into the seventh floor, waiting for the prince to follow suit. The prince ascended to the floor, and began punching once more -- only to fail. None of the punches hit the tyrant at all! Damn! He was so damn fast.. He took flight upward and descended down and elbowed Frieza right in the face, only to have Frieza wrap his tail around the prince's neck. A cracking noise ruptured the silence of stairway, and the tail only tightened more. Vegeta gasped for air, his lungs burned with throbbing ache. The deadly, fatal tail strengthened it's grip, cutting off the prince's air supply completely. He could fill the murkiness of darkness start to overcome him once more, and he felt his consciousness slipping away. Hell no! He wouldn't let this happen again! With all of his might, he pushed his two hands up and tried desperately to lessen it's lethal grasp. He clasped them around Frieza's tail, trying to form a ki blast, but the familiar platinum gold energy never came. Frieza laughed unpleasantly.

"Look at you! You're trying so hard and desperately trying to survive! You're pathetic prince.. I should end this, you know. Perhaps I will.. it's only about two minutes until 12:13.."

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Darkness. An excruciating pain ran from his lower rib to his nerve in the back of his head. Damn.. it hurt like hell. He couldn't open his eyes.. it was like pain was pushing it down to the point that it didn't want him to ever see light again. He had almost died.. he was almost at the brink of death. His breaths were short and raspy, his lungs were burnt with pain. They were crisps of black, suffocated by the lack of air. Damn.. Frieza really tortured him. But shit.. if he couldn't beat Frieza now, who the hell could? He was the earth's only hope.. well, he was. If he couldn't do it, how could he expect Vegeta to? Unless.. he was dead now, wasted forever in the hands of the tyrant that tortured him his whole entire life. Man.. too fucking bad too. He never got to tell Vegeta that he was sorry for everything he'd done -- he was sorry he was always beating Vegeta at everything. He knew one of the real reasons Vegeta had blamed him to be the killer -- it wasn't only the fact that he had the perfect evidence -- it was the fact that he was jealous that Goku had figured out everything so fast. Goku really didn't mean to beat the prince.. it just.. happens. He didn't try to do anything more than try to be his friend.. maybe even best friends. They were the last of their extinct race, they had to have some special bond together. And they did.. when they fought together, they were some unbeatable force. They always seemed to naturally do things en masse, even if they didn't want to. They were special.. the last two remaining full blooded saiyans. And now .. Goku was at the brink of death from an old enemy, and Vegeta was soon to suffer the same grisly fate. SHIT! He wished there was something he could do.. he had to do something! But what? If somehow, and that's a big if, he managed to make it to Frieza and Vegeta's battle just a few floors above, how the hell could he help? He'd just get in the way.. damn it. He still knew he had to help.. somehow, and someway..

***

Frieza smirked, letting the grasp of his tail lessen. He dropped the prince unexpectedly, and threw him against the wall, where he slowly slid down, blood trailing behind him. He slumped to the floor, agonizing pain shooting through his entire body. Shit! Now the fuck what? A cough escaped his beyond scorched throat, and blood dribbled down his cheeks and chin. His eyes darted above him, where the over powering shadow of death stood. This was it.. well, life had been a bitch, but it was exciting nonetheless. Filled to the rim with perils -- victories, losses, ups and downs, deaths, revivals.. and now it was time for death once more. Maybe it was time to die.. he couldn't ever beat Goku anyway. Damn.. and the fighting tournament he and Goku were to fight in was tomorrow.. if only he could survive. He would be fighting Goku in the championship and fight one hell of a match. Oh well.. hell, here he came.

"Well, I hope you're ready to die. This is going to hurt Vegeta.. I promise. Good night sweet prince.."

Good night sweet prince... the words echoed inside of his adolescent mind, and it poisoned his soul with the vigor and discrete venom it contained. Good night sweet prince... those were the exact words that Frieza had said just before Vegeta was scheduled to die on Namek. Frieza was going to kill him with a final blow, and than that damned Kakarot had to come and 'save him'.. at least for the moment anyway. Damn.. how much he wished Kakarot could be there once more.. just one more time. Just one more time to be the damned hero. It would be just another blow to his pride, but damn he really needed it. Shit! He hated admitting things to himself! Well.. this was it. Death. The word that had haunted his very existence and burned his pride to smoking crisps on the damn floor that Frieza walked on. He wondered how he would die.. how would Frieza execute this ghastly murder? .. No.. no! There was no way.. shit no! Hell no! Damn no! NO! NO! NO! Frieza wouldn't possibly kill him the way he had done on Planet Namek.. would he? He couldn't! It was too gruesome.. it was too much..

"I hope you enjoy this, because I sure will. I think a beam to the heart would be lovely, don't you agree?"

No.. it couldn't end like this. Aw man.. it was going to end like that. Vegeta cringed in pain; he knew how much pain the blast inflicted, how much torture it brought. How slow it was.. no one deserved to die like this.

Absolutely no one.

Not even Frieza.

***

He opened his eyes slowly.. damn, everything was so bright. He supported his weight on his arms, and winced in pain at how much his arms were useless. But he kept going.. who cared if his two arms were broken? Who cared if every part of his body felt some kind of ache and throbbing? Who cared if every bone on his body was broken? Who cared if he was covered in cuts and bruises -- all fresh -- the cuts were still bleeding, and the bruises were swelling and darkening by the second. He sat on his knees, gasping for air, and cringing on the strain he was being put through. Who gave a damn.. he would have to ignore the stabbing pain that was running down his back. He would have to ignore everything.. slowly, he lifted one knee, and then the other, and gradually got up. A piercing pain ran through everything -- oh well! He'd been through worse! He took one step, then the next.. and the next.. and another. He staggered up some more, and almost stumbled to the floor. He was dizzy as hell. No.. walking or not even running would do. He'd have to fly, and that was just the way it was. There was no other way he could do this. He focused.. he closed his eyes, searched deep within himself, and found some ki left. Some reserved ki.. some ki that had been 'healing' when he had been knocked unconsciousness. He concentrated on it, and let it out. A spike of ki released from his body, and he lifted into the air. Yes.. he was actually doing it. He looked up, and spotted Vegeta.. a Vegeta that was about to get killed. Using all of the energy he had left, he rose higher and flew swiftly.

***

"Ready?"

Shit! He needed to shut up! Of coarse he wasn't ready! No one was ready to die! Not even Frieza was.. when he was chopped up like some sushi and was destroyed forever -- well, until now. He would get his revenge.. he managed to kill Kakarot, and he was going to kill him too. Shit that sucked. His eyes lashed with fear, and with one more desperate look, he looked at the gold blast that was already forming in the tyrant's hands. His whole life flashed before his eyes.. his childhood, his teen years, his adult years.. it was all there. To sum everything up, his life really, truly sucked. There were a few things that made it tolerable.. his family.. his Gravity Room.. Kakarot.. yes, even Kakarot. His number one goal, his number one rival, his .. number one best friend. Damn.. from being the worst of enemies, to the best of friends. From wanting to kill each other, to wanting to save one another. It didn't make sense.. but the best things in life, never did. Well.. goodbye life. Goodbye Bulma, goodbye Trunks, and goodbye Kakarot..

The beam was on the tip of Frieza's fingers. And with one more laugh, he let it go.

Vegeta felt the heat of the blast coming towards him, and a sense of deja vu swept over him. Of coarse.. the same thing that was happening now, happened on Planet Namek. He winced in pain, glancing away, knowing that the pain was soon to come.. but at least he wouldn't feel pain for much longer now.. He grimaced and cringed; but nothing came. He opened his eyes, and saw a figure coming towards him, and a big explosion. He glanced, a figure had gotten in front of him and blocked the blast. It was Goku.. his burnt corpse fell to the floor, and his empty, lifeless eyes looked directly into his.

Anger. Frustration. Rage. Fury. Wrath. Fear. Shock. Surprise. Paranoia. All those emotions and so much more. Even emotions that no one has ever felt before, the prince felt right at that moment. His eyes welled with tears once more, but he wouldn't let them fall. He glared over at Frieza, and saw that he was laughing. That was it.. he had crossed the line. That damn mother fucking son of a bitch had done enough for one lifetime. He stared back at the corpse of Goku.. and suddenly stood up.

"Kakarot.."

He clenched together his fists, and started to power up and merely scream.

The scream was one that was once in a lifetime. One that was filled with anger, coated with frustration, dotted with rage and fury, and bathed with wrath. A scream that was contaminated with fear, dashed with shock, sprinkled with surprise, and washed with paranoia. A scream that filled the entire room, and stopped the laughter of a certain tyrant. A golden aura danced along with his aqua eyes, and the static seemed to be invited as well. His golden locks seemed to grow longer and larger, protruding all the way to the bottom of his back, but as soon as it had come, it disappeared. His golden locks, however, were straightened with force that it was gravity defying. His eyes weren't aqua at the least; they were highlighted with red, as to show the anger and determination of his heart.

"I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT HERE AND NOW! THIS IS THE END FOR YOU, FRIEZA!"

"We'll see.. I'll kill you just as I did Goku! I'll be more than happy to finish this, MONKEY!"

Vegeta continued powering up, and held a forming ki blast in his hands.

"Final..."

Frieza began powering up a magnificent blast with such force and power to destroy planets.

"... FLASH!!!"

And he released it.

As the two blasts collided in the middle, it was already apparent of who's was stronger. Vegeta's. There wasn't any doubt at all. Not one. It was already beginning to overpower the other's. Frieza was beyond astonishment and shock. He was about to die once more, and the wish he made was in vain. It looked like he couldn't do what he had always wanted to do -- kill all of the saiyans. He had been so close.. so damn close! He killed Goku.. wait! DAMN IT! HE WAS STILL ALIVE! His ki was very faint.. but still flickering. NO! It was over! His revenge and vengeance that he had come so far into doing, was officially over. He had planned it out so well.. and it was done. The blast overpowered the golden one; there was a scream, blood spaying everywhere, and then, silence. Absolute silence. No breathing.. no blood pounding in his ears. Complete silence. Vegeta fell back into the concrete in happiness. The first thing he was going to do after he let Dende revive Goku and heal himself, was to finally go to sleep.

~THE END~