-Wow, not hours after I posted the second chapter, I Got a very inspiring review from someone, telling me that my story'd be placed into their favorites.. I am truly struck! Thank you for the wonderful review, this chapter is for you man!-
The elder, although shorter Saiyajin man stood-no, floated- only feet above and behind Goku. Large muscular arms were folded across an equally muscled chest, eyes of piercing coal gazing down on the midnight-clad Goku, "Kakorot, I thought we had agreed that -I- was the evil one, and -you- were the goody two-shoes. What in the hell happened that we've.." Vegeta was very abruptly caught short, as a Super Saiyajin Goku slammed a fist into his mouth at break neck speeds. The Prince faltered back a bit, nearing the ground before regaining his footing on the solid ground. Instead of his usual fighting attire: Dark blue, skin tight spandex overlayed by Saiyajin Armor, he had come equipped with something a tad more refined; obviously out of the Bulma collection. Before even attempting to fight back, Vegeta smoothed his clothing: A pair of black jeans, with a leather jacket over a deep red form fitting shirt. Placing his knuckles together infront of him, a repitition of cracks echo as he releives stress on his knuckles. Goku, beleiving that Vegeta was trying to stall for time, rushed the older Saiyajin, only to find himself striking nothing but air. Spotting Vegeta feet away, Goku launched a verbal assault, "Come on Vegeta, stop running. Let me kill you." A hearty laugh bellowed from Vegeta's stomach, his head rolling back with laughter. Without so much of a hesitation, or an inkling of power being exerted, the princes hair stood more erect than it usualy does, coal black hair changing to a crisp light yellow, eyes becoming lighter, and brighter, a hazy emerald hue. Vegeta examines his body, eyes wandering over the enhanced muscles of his arms; only imagining what his face and hair must look like. A quiet chuckle, and Vegeta retaliates to Goku's taunt.. "I know this form holds enough power to defeat you Kakorot.. Your power isn't focused any longer, you are letting rage cloud you. No.. I don't want to defeat you.. I will destroy you.. For myself, and for this worthless planet!" With those words, Vegeta balled his fists up, a loud scream erupting from within his throat as a surge of energy crossed across his body. His hair had depened, to a more golden color, veins popping from his forhead, muscles buldged even more so than they had before. The power inside him burned as a Super Saiyajin 2. Vegeta's eyes met Goku's coldly, "No Goku.. I will destroy you.." Goku said naught, only allowing a sly grin to cross his lips. And so the battle began!
-Ooo, cliff hanger, anyone?-
The elder, although shorter Saiyajin man stood-no, floated- only feet above and behind Goku. Large muscular arms were folded across an equally muscled chest, eyes of piercing coal gazing down on the midnight-clad Goku, "Kakorot, I thought we had agreed that -I- was the evil one, and -you- were the goody two-shoes. What in the hell happened that we've.." Vegeta was very abruptly caught short, as a Super Saiyajin Goku slammed a fist into his mouth at break neck speeds. The Prince faltered back a bit, nearing the ground before regaining his footing on the solid ground. Instead of his usual fighting attire: Dark blue, skin tight spandex overlayed by Saiyajin Armor, he had come equipped with something a tad more refined; obviously out of the Bulma collection. Before even attempting to fight back, Vegeta smoothed his clothing: A pair of black jeans, with a leather jacket over a deep red form fitting shirt. Placing his knuckles together infront of him, a repitition of cracks echo as he releives stress on his knuckles. Goku, beleiving that Vegeta was trying to stall for time, rushed the older Saiyajin, only to find himself striking nothing but air. Spotting Vegeta feet away, Goku launched a verbal assault, "Come on Vegeta, stop running. Let me kill you." A hearty laugh bellowed from Vegeta's stomach, his head rolling back with laughter. Without so much of a hesitation, or an inkling of power being exerted, the princes hair stood more erect than it usualy does, coal black hair changing to a crisp light yellow, eyes becoming lighter, and brighter, a hazy emerald hue. Vegeta examines his body, eyes wandering over the enhanced muscles of his arms; only imagining what his face and hair must look like. A quiet chuckle, and Vegeta retaliates to Goku's taunt.. "I know this form holds enough power to defeat you Kakorot.. Your power isn't focused any longer, you are letting rage cloud you. No.. I don't want to defeat you.. I will destroy you.. For myself, and for this worthless planet!" With those words, Vegeta balled his fists up, a loud scream erupting from within his throat as a surge of energy crossed across his body. His hair had depened, to a more golden color, veins popping from his forhead, muscles buldged even more so than they had before. The power inside him burned as a Super Saiyajin 2. Vegeta's eyes met Goku's coldly, "No Goku.. I will destroy you.." Goku said naught, only allowing a sly grin to cross his lips. And so the battle began!
-Ooo, cliff hanger, anyone?-