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Undying Pride

Chapter Three

A loud thump sounded throughout her entire surroundings, drowning out every sound that tried to come into hearing. Bulma gasped, and snapped her head to the right; where had that sound come from? Did the pull of gravity cause something to fall? Her eyes wandered around the lab, pin pointing all the books, glasses, and objects that were on shelves or in high places. Nothing had fallen. In fact, everything never looked more in place than it ever did at that moment. Then.. what the hell was that sound? Her eyes, once more, wandered throughout the room, and looked intently at the door.

The Gravity Room ..

She looked at the small child in her arms, and found, to her relief, that he was fast asleep. She cautiously put him down in his crib, and ran to the door, her shaking hands quickly grasping the door knob. Her heart beat quickly, a cold chill ran down her spine. What if.. something happened to Vegeta? She didn't hear anything besides the normal whir of the 'room, which was an identification that it was on, but.. there wasn't any other sound. Fear invaded at the pit of her stomach, and she ran through the wet grass, not caring if the sticky grass stuck to her new shoes. Her blue, cerulean hair bounced on her shoulders, now soaking wet because of the small drizzle that was stirring in the clouds above her. She extended her hand and reached for the knob, not thinking or caring if it reset the damn gravity. She twisted handle swiftly, opening the heavy door, hearing a 'shut down' sort of noise as she walked in. Her eyes wandered to the corner of the room; damn! She hated squinting in the red tint of the light. Her irises stopped moving, and a lone, unconscious figure filled her view.

"Vegeta!"

***

Darkness prevailed.. ah, the comforting aloneness of the dark. No one was there to bother him.. no one was there to beat or defeat him.. it was him and his dark world -- forever. That is, until he awoke.

He winced painfully, cringing in ache as his eyes opened hastily. Light threatened to blind him, but what he saw before him was Bulma. Damn, she looked beautiful in the aspiring light.. she looked like an angel to him; yes, a guardian angel that would always keep him from harm. The realization dawned on him, and he immediately sat up, grimacing in complete anger. How could the woman simply toss him out of his Gravity Room and thrust him on a pathetic couch? How utterly embarrassing.. he wasn't a mere child that could be thrown about! He looked straight in her aqua eyes, and frowned.

"I didn't need your help.. why the hell did you help me, onna?!"

"Damn it Vegeta! I just saved your ass, and you still have to argue with me!"

Damn.. if it had been a couple of years ago, he would've completely obliterated any being that dared to insult the prince. But the woman was different.. far from it. She had this passion, no a fire, that seemed to overpass the power of a super saiyan. Well, for picking mates, he sure had done a great job.. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. No.. he wouldn't let this from doing what he was about to do. What he was destined to do. Go and defeat the androids -- as a super saiyan. He smirked, instantly standing up, pushing Bulma away. His onyx eyes had a determined look in them, one that a true warrior always had before he fought a battle. He clenched his fists with excitement; he would win for sure.

Bulma sighed, a look of lust overcoming her eyes. Oh no.. he had that look in his eyes again. He was going to fight the androids.. she could feel it. She subconsciously put her hand over her heart, as if trying to soothe the ache that was penetrating there. She knew not to lose her edge, so she stepped in front of Vegeta. Her feet were planted firmly, and the firmness went into her voice.

"Where are you going Vegeta?"

Damn! Her voice was shaking uncontrollably now.. Vegeta stared back at her, his right eyebrow raised, as if analyzing her, and concluding that she was pathetic and ignorant.

"Where else would I go, woman? To fight the androids.. and this time, I will win."

"How?"

He smirked, a chuckle just barely seeping from his lips.

"I'm a super saiyan.."

She gasped, a heavy weight being lifted from her heart. He was.. a super saiyan? He finally achieved it! She smiled happily, completely ignorant of the fact that she was now standing right next to the prince, and that she had left her guard. She stopped herself, realizing that she had totally turned around into being angry to happy. Not letting this invade her voice, she answered the prince in a sarcastic tone.

"Congratulations Vegeta.. maybe now you won't get so beat up," She paused, analyzing his eyes. Did they look hurt? "Look, just because you've gone to the next level, doesn't mean you can defeat the androids by yourself! You better get Gohan, Piccolo-"

"I don't need the pathetic brat and the stupid Namek!" He snapped, a frustrated edge now collecting into his voice. "I can defeat those two scraps of metal without any help!" He powered up, knocking Bulma to the floor in shock, and watched helplessly as the saiyan crashed through the door, leaving it in shreds of splintered wood. She ran to the half standing door, and gazed as his figure was disappearing into the setting sun horizon.

"Damn you Vegeta! You better come back! Do you hear ME?!"

Her shrilled voice echoed in the wind, swishing to the east and the west, surprisingly reaching the sensitive saiyan's ears. He crossed his arms, and didn't look back. Of coarse he would be back! He would never let these pathetic androids beat him, let alone kill him. He knew that his destiny was to destroy every adversary that came about his way -- and that was exactly what he was going to do.

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The rain beat hard on the earth, and the town arouse in panic. The two infamous demons were at it again; killing and destroying without mercy. Cries of pain and despair filled the air, casting an eerie sensation that filled every survivor's eyes, and beat with their hearts. Blood washed the streets, mixing with the water that held the corpses. And the two demons were enjoying every second of it..

"So #18, would you like to do the honors?"

"Fine. It would be my pleasure."

A ki beam played at the tip of her finger, taunting the few entities that had missed their last attack. She smirked; how much she loved killing these humans. They were weak, and vulnerable in every way possible. They had no defense, no sense of attack. They were just .. pathetic. They was no other way to describe this race that filled up this pointless planet. With a laugh of pure malice, she released the beam and grinned as the humans were annihilated into dust.

"Peh.. that was easy. I thought it'd be much more fun. You should do it next time 17.."

"Perhaps I will. You're really starting to think this is boring, aren't you?"

"Yes. I still find joy, but I wish they would at least fight back and not run away."

She whipped her hair away from her cold blue eyes, and put her hands on her hips. She titled her head slightly, and narrowed her eyes. How quaint.. someone was coming. A searing pain ran through the base of her head, and she turned around angrily, her golden hair whizzing behind her back.

"Oh look 17.. he's back."

"Never thought we'd see him again. Not after that beating he received last time."

Vegeta smirked, crossing his arms over his already ripped torso. A look of determination burst into his eyes, and a proud grin spread across his lips.

"We'll see who gets the beating after this androids. It certainly won't be me."

Android 18 smiled; a smile of pure and complete malice. Ah.. how she loved proving these pathetic warriors wrong. She's fought a few of them recently; all ended up losing of coarse.

"Look at that. He's actually kind of confident today. What do you say we have fun, 17? He'll bound to be much more fun than the humans we've killed."

"Fine by me."

Vegeta quickly got into a fighting stance, replacing the cocky smirk with a look of seriousness. But he couldn't help the feeling of excitement and thrill washing over his heart. He loved proving everyone wrong; wrong about his power, his enemies underestimating him. How wonderful.. these pathetic heaps of metal were going to die once and for all. He would save his family, save his existence, and in some way, avenge Kakarot. He grinned once more, a golden aura rolling off his body, and his eyes turning an aqua filled with power.