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Royal Blood
"Father how is this possible," asked Vegita? He stood there gaping at the man who was once the ruler of the mighty Saiyan people. King Vegita looked exactly the way he did the day that he gave Prince Vegita over to Freiza, for special training. King Vegita was wearing the royal Saiyan armor, the royal Saiyan Pendant, the King's cape that has been a part of the Saiyan heritage since the defeat of the Truffles.
"But, how," cried Vegita, "you died at the hands of Freiza. He destroyed this planet and wiped all but a few of us out."
"I brought you to this place while your body slept in order to speak to you. The only way that the dead can communicate with the living is to bring the living's essence to an neutral area of consciousness where the context and imagery is familiar. This place and my body no longer physically exists, and the only way that you can perceive me is in the form that you have seen me in and I can only see you as I have seen you in the past. This place that we have been to together, this is where I began your training as a Saiyan Warrior," replied King Vegita.
"Yes I remember it now. This was the forbidden zone where only the priviledged few were actually strong enough to survive. I almost died in our first month of training but my will and your stubbornness would not let me. This place is beautiful, it's the only strong memory I have of home," said Vegita.
He looked around at the mountains, remembering that the gravity of the planet was its strongest here. Only the royal family and the Elite class warriors were aloud to train here. He remembered his father was always pushing him to achieve a higher level. It was his hope that prince Vegita would be the salvation of the Saiyan race.
"So I am actually asleep on Earth right now," said Vegita.
"Yes," replied the King.
"Is that why I have no powers," asked Vegita?
"Yes," replied the King. "Your powers are stored in your body but for this place all I needed was your mind and soul. It is also to make sure that you will listen to me."
He looked around at the open plain and felt a distant ache in his chest. This place was his true home and now it's barely even a memory.
Vegita turned to his father, who had not moved an inch since he arrived. He just stood there and stared at Vegita. There was something in his expression that was different. Something was wrong.
Why did you bring me here," asked Vegita? "And why did you call me the fallen prince?"
"You are the fallen prince because you have disgraced me and you have failed as a Prince," replied the King
"You brought me all the way here to tell me that I failed you,' asked Vegita?
"Yes," replied the King. "I wanted to show you the place that your actions have disgraced, the people that you disgraced, the race that you have forgotten."
With that said, hundreds of spirits walked behind King Vegita. They were all Saiyan warriors that had died over the centuries of existence. Some he even recognized, there was Nappa, Raditz, and his Uncle Turpin; who had taught Vegita the Garlic Gan attack a few weeks before he died in the Genocide attack of Freiza's.
They all stood silently behind King Vegita and stared an icy cold stare at the prince.
Vegita looked away from his father to the distant sun that was setting on the field. "I am a failure," whispered Vegita. "All that I have achieved in my life means nothing to my father." A tear rolled down Vegita's cheek. "How did I fail you?"
"You failed. All of your subjects are dead, except for one," said the King. " You have allowed this one subject to become stronger then you. So shameful that my own son is bested by a….a commoner."
"I don't know father," screamed Vegita. He bowed in the shameful truth. "I tried so hard to beat Kakarotto, and for brief moments I did, but he always manages to surpass me. Even his kid is stronger then me, I could never totally pass him no matter how hard I trained, or how hard I pushed my self, he always managed to get ahead of me."
"What is even more worse is when you let him deny my families' revenge on Freiza. You let this Kakarotto destroy the creature that killed me, my Saiyans, my kingdom, and he even killed you."
"I couldn't beat Freiza. I tried, so help me I died trying, to defeat that lunatic," cried Vegita as he remembered the day on Namek when he was defeated and tortured to death at the hands of Freiza. He still had the scar on his chest from where Freiza pierced his heart.
Vegita placed his hand on the armor where his heart would be. He had never forgotten that day, as it was the day he had failed to avenge the Saiyan race. Also it was the day that Kakarotto achieved what Vegita should have rightfully, The Super Saiyan transformation.
"Wait a minute, Kakarotto did not destroy Freiza, he only badly beat him," said a now stunned Vegita. "My son Trunks destroyed Freiza and his father King Cold," said a now proud Vegita. "You see our family did get a measure of revenge on that tyrant that destroyed our home."
There was a low rumbling as the Saiyan spirits talked amongst themselves. Vegita could not make out what they were saying but there was not a very pleasant tone among the warriors.
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"You mean that tainted Hybrid," shoute King Vegita. "The biggest disgrace that I have ever had to endure in the Hall of great Saiyan Warriors. The shame of knowing that my son has allowed non royal, not to mention non Saiyan, blood to enter our ranks." "Trunks is an abomination of nature, and for that I do pity him. He had no control of whom he was going to be born into. I blame you for allowing this travesty to be unleashed into this world. "
Vegita was totally stunned by his father's statements. He had basically just called his grandson an atrocity, and he was angry at him for mating with a non-royal saiyan.
"I have disgraced my homeland, my people, my father," said a now solemn Vegita. "All because of my earth family."
"Cross-breeding is allowed in our culture except at the Royal level. The bloodline must remain pure, I taught you that when you were training. The strength from our people is through our purity and unity in mind, body, and blood. If a royal member did mate with another species then they would be dubbed traitors and be executed. It has happened before."
"Fortunately for you, you will not be executed. The fact is that you had no choice but to mate with another species since there was none of us left, but the fact remains that you still have to be punished," said the King
For this disgrace your punishment is that you can no longer call yourself a Prince, or even a Saiyan, you are exiled from your brethren" said the King. "Now leave us……Earther. Go back to your small life, and your deviant son."
With that said the whole gang of spirits broke out into laughter. Nappa stepped forward, pointed at him and laughed. He had gotten his revenge on Vegita.
Vegita fell to his knees, totally shocked by the turn of events. "Father, No," were the only word he could manage to say.
King Vegita and the other spirits ignited into a ball of flame, and the field exploded. The wall of flame came at Vegita, he through his arms over his face to protect him from the flames.
"Ahhhhh……Father," screamed Vegita as the flames hit him.
Then there was just blackness.
"Vegita…..Vegita are you all right," said a warm voice.
"Huh….wha…..where am I," said a disoriented Vegita?
"You were dreaming," said the kind voice. "You are home."
"Bulma," said Vegita. "I'm back, it was a dream."
"You were having a nightmare," said Bulma.
"No, it was more then a nightmare," whispered Vegita. "It was a vision of my father."
"What happened," asked Bulma?
"Nothing, I just need some water," said Vegita. He got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom
"Are you sure," said Bulma?
"I SAID I'M FINE WOMEN," screamed Vegita. He slammed the door and left a stunned Bulma speechless.
Vegita flicked on the light to the bathroom. He slowly walked over to the sink and turned on the cold water. He splashed his face a few times to calm his nerves down. He looked into the mirror at the person staring back at him. He just stood there for a long time staring at the man he was.
"I am a failure," he whispered.
He put his hands over his face and just stood there breathing and put his elbows on the counter.
"I am nothing now," were the only words that escaped his hands.
Royal Blood
"Father how is this possible," asked Vegita? He stood there gaping at the man who was once the ruler of the mighty Saiyan people. King Vegita looked exactly the way he did the day that he gave Prince Vegita over to Freiza, for special training. King Vegita was wearing the royal Saiyan armor, the royal Saiyan Pendant, the King's cape that has been a part of the Saiyan heritage since the defeat of the Truffles.
"But, how," cried Vegita, "you died at the hands of Freiza. He destroyed this planet and wiped all but a few of us out."
"I brought you to this place while your body slept in order to speak to you. The only way that the dead can communicate with the living is to bring the living's essence to an neutral area of consciousness where the context and imagery is familiar. This place and my body no longer physically exists, and the only way that you can perceive me is in the form that you have seen me in and I can only see you as I have seen you in the past. This place that we have been to together, this is where I began your training as a Saiyan Warrior," replied King Vegita.
"Yes I remember it now. This was the forbidden zone where only the priviledged few were actually strong enough to survive. I almost died in our first month of training but my will and your stubbornness would not let me. This place is beautiful, it's the only strong memory I have of home," said Vegita.
He looked around at the mountains, remembering that the gravity of the planet was its strongest here. Only the royal family and the Elite class warriors were aloud to train here. He remembered his father was always pushing him to achieve a higher level. It was his hope that prince Vegita would be the salvation of the Saiyan race.
"So I am actually asleep on Earth right now," said Vegita.
"Yes," replied the King.
"Is that why I have no powers," asked Vegita?
"Yes," replied the King. "Your powers are stored in your body but for this place all I needed was your mind and soul. It is also to make sure that you will listen to me."
He looked around at the open plain and felt a distant ache in his chest. This place was his true home and now it's barely even a memory.
Vegita turned to his father, who had not moved an inch since he arrived. He just stood there and stared at Vegita. There was something in his expression that was different. Something was wrong.
Why did you bring me here," asked Vegita? "And why did you call me the fallen prince?"
"You are the fallen prince because you have disgraced me and you have failed as a Prince," replied the King
"You brought me all the way here to tell me that I failed you,' asked Vegita?
"Yes," replied the King. "I wanted to show you the place that your actions have disgraced, the people that you disgraced, the race that you have forgotten."
With that said, hundreds of spirits walked behind King Vegita. They were all Saiyan warriors that had died over the centuries of existence. Some he even recognized, there was Nappa, Raditz, and his Uncle Turpin; who had taught Vegita the Garlic Gan attack a few weeks before he died in the Genocide attack of Freiza's.
They all stood silently behind King Vegita and stared an icy cold stare at the prince.
Vegita looked away from his father to the distant sun that was setting on the field. "I am a failure," whispered Vegita. "All that I have achieved in my life means nothing to my father." A tear rolled down Vegita's cheek. "How did I fail you?"
"You failed. All of your subjects are dead, except for one," said the King. " You have allowed this one subject to become stronger then you. So shameful that my own son is bested by a….a commoner."
"I don't know father," screamed Vegita. He bowed in the shameful truth. "I tried so hard to beat Kakarotto, and for brief moments I did, but he always manages to surpass me. Even his kid is stronger then me, I could never totally pass him no matter how hard I trained, or how hard I pushed my self, he always managed to get ahead of me."
"What is even more worse is when you let him deny my families' revenge on Freiza. You let this Kakarotto destroy the creature that killed me, my Saiyans, my kingdom, and he even killed you."
"I couldn't beat Freiza. I tried, so help me I died trying, to defeat that lunatic," cried Vegita as he remembered the day on Namek when he was defeated and tortured to death at the hands of Freiza. He still had the scar on his chest from where Freiza pierced his heart.
Vegita placed his hand on the armor where his heart would be. He had never forgotten that day, as it was the day he had failed to avenge the Saiyan race. Also it was the day that Kakarotto achieved what Vegita should have rightfully, The Super Saiyan transformation.
"Wait a minute, Kakarotto did not destroy Freiza, he only badly beat him," said a now stunned Vegita. "My son Trunks destroyed Freiza and his father King Cold," said a now proud Vegita. "You see our family did get a measure of revenge on that tyrant that destroyed our home."
There was a low rumbling as the Saiyan spirits talked amongst themselves. Vegita could not make out what they were saying but there was not a very pleasant tone among the warriors.
.
"You mean that tainted Hybrid," shoute King Vegita. "The biggest disgrace that I have ever had to endure in the Hall of great Saiyan Warriors. The shame of knowing that my son has allowed non royal, not to mention non Saiyan, blood to enter our ranks." "Trunks is an abomination of nature, and for that I do pity him. He had no control of whom he was going to be born into. I blame you for allowing this travesty to be unleashed into this world. "
Vegita was totally stunned by his father's statements. He had basically just called his grandson an atrocity, and he was angry at him for mating with a non-royal saiyan.
"I have disgraced my homeland, my people, my father," said a now solemn Vegita. "All because of my earth family."
"Cross-breeding is allowed in our culture except at the Royal level. The bloodline must remain pure, I taught you that when you were training. The strength from our people is through our purity and unity in mind, body, and blood. If a royal member did mate with another species then they would be dubbed traitors and be executed. It has happened before."
"Fortunately for you, you will not be executed. The fact is that you had no choice but to mate with another species since there was none of us left, but the fact remains that you still have to be punished," said the King
For this disgrace your punishment is that you can no longer call yourself a Prince, or even a Saiyan, you are exiled from your brethren" said the King. "Now leave us……Earther. Go back to your small life, and your deviant son."
With that said the whole gang of spirits broke out into laughter. Nappa stepped forward, pointed at him and laughed. He had gotten his revenge on Vegita.
Vegita fell to his knees, totally shocked by the turn of events. "Father, No," were the only word he could manage to say.
King Vegita and the other spirits ignited into a ball of flame, and the field exploded. The wall of flame came at Vegita, he through his arms over his face to protect him from the flames.
"Ahhhhh……Father," screamed Vegita as the flames hit him.
Then there was just blackness.
"Vegita…..Vegita are you all right," said a warm voice.
"Huh….wha…..where am I," said a disoriented Vegita?
"You were dreaming," said the kind voice. "You are home."
"Bulma," said Vegita. "I'm back, it was a dream."
"You were having a nightmare," said Bulma.
"No, it was more then a nightmare," whispered Vegita. "It was a vision of my father."
"What happened," asked Bulma?
"Nothing, I just need some water," said Vegita. He got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom
"Are you sure," said Bulma?
"I SAID I'M FINE WOMEN," screamed Vegita. He slammed the door and left a stunned Bulma speechless.
Vegita flicked on the light to the bathroom. He slowly walked over to the sink and turned on the cold water. He splashed his face a few times to calm his nerves down. He looked into the mirror at the person staring back at him. He just stood there for a long time staring at the man he was.
"I am a failure," he whispered.
He put his hands over his face and just stood there breathing and put his elbows on the counter.
"I am nothing now," were the only words that escaped his hands.