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Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
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Dark Consequence
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 2: Confusion and Abhorrence
As the smog cleared, Vegeta's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. It was him.........as a female! The woman looked exactly like him, with the exception of her having breasts and a slimmer figure. She was, however, very muscular and appeared rather intimidating as well.
Vegeta could only stare at his female look alike. She saw his expression and sneered. "What are you looking at........Vegeta no Ouji, or should I say father?"
This comment raised an uproar from another person in the small crowd. "Just what do you mean 'father' by bitch?!?" Trunks roared, obviously upset and quite confused over the entire look-alike situation, "You are not his daughter!!!"
The woman's eyes narrowed as her glare fell upon Trunks. "Shut up, you mixed blood garbage!!! You know nothing about this!!!"
Peeved, Trunks threw a small ki blast towards her. She easily blocked it, sending it right back to its creator. Trunks was immediately hit and flew back into a cliff, leaving a body imprint as he fell out of his hole.
"Don't toy with me; you don't know what you're getting yourself into!" She whispered dangerously, flames in her eyes.
"Just what kind of trickery is this!?!" Vegeta screamed, snapping out of his dazed state.
She smirked, giving him a face that he thought he could only pull off. "There is no trick, Vegeta no Ouji. I am you daughter."
"That is not possible!!!" The prince stuttered out, "I only have one daughter, and she is not you!!!"
"You do not know of me, because I was had in a disgraceful way. I am your prostitute's daughter Vegeta no Ouji. Your bastard daughter." She said, having a glaring contest with him.
"F-father..........is this true?"
Vegeta whipped around to see his son now struggling to stand up. He had a look of desperation in his eyes. It was obvious that he wanted the truth. Needed it.
He just stared at him, unsure of what to say.
"Father......." Trunks repeated, determination and anger filling his voice malevolently, "Did you have...........WHORES?!?!?!" He said the last word with absolute disgust and antagonism. His eyes were now flickering dangerously between green and blue.
"Brat, my past is none of your damn business!!!"
Trunks' eyes now widened in disbelief as he fell to his knees. "H- how.......how could you!?! How disgraceful!!!" Tears were soon flooding his eyes as he bowed his head in defeat and shame for his father's behavior. Never had he ever done something so awful during his stay on Earth. Never.
Vegeta growled as the brat flew off, followed by most of the Z- fighters, who made sure Vegeta had seen the disapproval on their faces as they had left. He now turned his head towards the bitch that had caused all of the raucous.
"DAMN YOU, LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!! I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU SAY!!! YOU ARE NO DAUGHTER OF MINE!!!!!" He screamed with all of the hatred that he could muster up. With that said, he flew off after everyone else, hoping to set this straight somehow before it got to Bulma.
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*YOU ARE NO DAUGHTER OF MINE!!!!!*
The saying repeated itself over and over in Vegeta's head as she stared out into nothingness, having not moved since the people had been there. The odd planet's winds picked up her hair and blew it every which way as goosebumps appeared on her tarnished skin.
*Well, what exactly were you expecting baka?*
She didn't know. Vegeta had always wished that she could have known her father and upon their first meeting he had disowned her. It had not gone very well, to say the least.
*You have gone this long without a father Vegeta. Why the hell should it matter to you now?*
Vegeta smirked. That was the thought she needed to keep in her head to retain a strong exterior, just as her forefathers had. Err.....rather foremothers. She would just forget about her damn father. He was not worth her time obviously anyhow. There were better things for her to concern herself with, like her ship.
She turned to the smoking pile of rubble. It would definitely be a lot of work. However, Vegeta already despised the planet she was on, so she would try her best to repair her ship quickly so that she could leave as soon as possible.
Harshly, Vegeta grabbed a couple capsules from her belt and capsuled up both ships. She frowned as she shoved them back into her belt. She would need to obtain some of this planet's currency so that she could reside her temporarily in comfort.
*Perhaps they have clubs here?*
Vegeta hated stripping and dancing for money. It made her feel disgraceful and slutty. However, her mother had taught her excellent skill while she was still alive, and it was very easy cash. One night and she wouldn't have to do it again for a long time. Or so she hoped.
*At least I haven't given up my body yet as my mother did. I will never sink to that level.*
She noticed that the one remaining warrior was standing there staring at her. She leered at him. "What the hell are looking at asshole?!?"
With this comment made, she blasted off to find a club where she could make a large sum of money. Her pain was hidden from the world as she plastered determination upon her face.
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An unreadable expression was on Son Goten's face as he watched the beautiful Saiyajin fly off to Dende only knows where. He stared and watched as she disappeared into the blue sky above.
He sighed. He knew that he should be with his best friend Trunks right now; he needed him. But.........there was just something intriguing about that female. She was most certainly beautiful in an odd sort of way.
That wasn't what puzzled him though.
*Why didn't they give her a chance before assuming the worst?*
Nobody had bothered to see if she would destroy the world or not. They did automatically put here on an enemy list though as soon as she had stated her obvious origin, confirming everyone's worst nightmare. Goten could not help but feel that she had not been given a fair chance. They had not even gotten her name!!!
*What would my dad have done if he was here?*
Goten smiled as memories of his father entered his mind. He missed his father a lot. It had been so long since he had been embraced by him........ Heard his jovial laugh....... Saw him eat mom out of house and home......
*Dad would give her a chance, just as he did for her father.*
Goten looked in the direction that she had flown off in. After a few seconds, he took off in that direction, flying as fast as he could to try and catch up with the mystifying beauty.
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Did you like it? Please review. Thanks. Why is Goten so interested in the Saiyajin female Vegeta? Find out more next time!!!
-P.G.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
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Dark Consequence
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 2: Confusion and Abhorrence
As the smog cleared, Vegeta's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. It was him.........as a female! The woman looked exactly like him, with the exception of her having breasts and a slimmer figure. She was, however, very muscular and appeared rather intimidating as well.
Vegeta could only stare at his female look alike. She saw his expression and sneered. "What are you looking at........Vegeta no Ouji, or should I say father?"
This comment raised an uproar from another person in the small crowd. "Just what do you mean 'father' by bitch?!?" Trunks roared, obviously upset and quite confused over the entire look-alike situation, "You are not his daughter!!!"
The woman's eyes narrowed as her glare fell upon Trunks. "Shut up, you mixed blood garbage!!! You know nothing about this!!!"
Peeved, Trunks threw a small ki blast towards her. She easily blocked it, sending it right back to its creator. Trunks was immediately hit and flew back into a cliff, leaving a body imprint as he fell out of his hole.
"Don't toy with me; you don't know what you're getting yourself into!" She whispered dangerously, flames in her eyes.
"Just what kind of trickery is this!?!" Vegeta screamed, snapping out of his dazed state.
She smirked, giving him a face that he thought he could only pull off. "There is no trick, Vegeta no Ouji. I am you daughter."
"That is not possible!!!" The prince stuttered out, "I only have one daughter, and she is not you!!!"
"You do not know of me, because I was had in a disgraceful way. I am your prostitute's daughter Vegeta no Ouji. Your bastard daughter." She said, having a glaring contest with him.
"F-father..........is this true?"
Vegeta whipped around to see his son now struggling to stand up. He had a look of desperation in his eyes. It was obvious that he wanted the truth. Needed it.
He just stared at him, unsure of what to say.
"Father......." Trunks repeated, determination and anger filling his voice malevolently, "Did you have...........WHORES?!?!?!" He said the last word with absolute disgust and antagonism. His eyes were now flickering dangerously between green and blue.
"Brat, my past is none of your damn business!!!"
Trunks' eyes now widened in disbelief as he fell to his knees. "H- how.......how could you!?! How disgraceful!!!" Tears were soon flooding his eyes as he bowed his head in defeat and shame for his father's behavior. Never had he ever done something so awful during his stay on Earth. Never.
Vegeta growled as the brat flew off, followed by most of the Z- fighters, who made sure Vegeta had seen the disapproval on their faces as they had left. He now turned his head towards the bitch that had caused all of the raucous.
"DAMN YOU, LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!! I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU SAY!!! YOU ARE NO DAUGHTER OF MINE!!!!!" He screamed with all of the hatred that he could muster up. With that said, he flew off after everyone else, hoping to set this straight somehow before it got to Bulma.
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*YOU ARE NO DAUGHTER OF MINE!!!!!*
The saying repeated itself over and over in Vegeta's head as she stared out into nothingness, having not moved since the people had been there. The odd planet's winds picked up her hair and blew it every which way as goosebumps appeared on her tarnished skin.
*Well, what exactly were you expecting baka?*
She didn't know. Vegeta had always wished that she could have known her father and upon their first meeting he had disowned her. It had not gone very well, to say the least.
*You have gone this long without a father Vegeta. Why the hell should it matter to you now?*
Vegeta smirked. That was the thought she needed to keep in her head to retain a strong exterior, just as her forefathers had. Err.....rather foremothers. She would just forget about her damn father. He was not worth her time obviously anyhow. There were better things for her to concern herself with, like her ship.
She turned to the smoking pile of rubble. It would definitely be a lot of work. However, Vegeta already despised the planet she was on, so she would try her best to repair her ship quickly so that she could leave as soon as possible.
Harshly, Vegeta grabbed a couple capsules from her belt and capsuled up both ships. She frowned as she shoved them back into her belt. She would need to obtain some of this planet's currency so that she could reside her temporarily in comfort.
*Perhaps they have clubs here?*
Vegeta hated stripping and dancing for money. It made her feel disgraceful and slutty. However, her mother had taught her excellent skill while she was still alive, and it was very easy cash. One night and she wouldn't have to do it again for a long time. Or so she hoped.
*At least I haven't given up my body yet as my mother did. I will never sink to that level.*
She noticed that the one remaining warrior was standing there staring at her. She leered at him. "What the hell are looking at asshole?!?"
With this comment made, she blasted off to find a club where she could make a large sum of money. Her pain was hidden from the world as she plastered determination upon her face.
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An unreadable expression was on Son Goten's face as he watched the beautiful Saiyajin fly off to Dende only knows where. He stared and watched as she disappeared into the blue sky above.
He sighed. He knew that he should be with his best friend Trunks right now; he needed him. But.........there was just something intriguing about that female. She was most certainly beautiful in an odd sort of way.
That wasn't what puzzled him though.
*Why didn't they give her a chance before assuming the worst?*
Nobody had bothered to see if she would destroy the world or not. They did automatically put here on an enemy list though as soon as she had stated her obvious origin, confirming everyone's worst nightmare. Goten could not help but feel that she had not been given a fair chance. They had not even gotten her name!!!
*What would my dad have done if he was here?*
Goten smiled as memories of his father entered his mind. He missed his father a lot. It had been so long since he had been embraced by him........ Heard his jovial laugh....... Saw him eat mom out of house and home......
*Dad would give her a chance, just as he did for her father.*
Goten looked in the direction that she had flown off in. After a few seconds, he took off in that direction, flying as fast as he could to try and catch up with the mystifying beauty.
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Did you like it? Please review. Thanks. Why is Goten so interested in the Saiyajin female Vegeta? Find out more next time!!!
-P.G.