*****Vegeta seemed beyond speaking ability; the animal had broken free
from its cage.******
*** "Bulma, will you hand me that cup?" Krillin asked jovially.
"Sure, Krill"-
A huge crash ensued by a growl reached the z senshi's ears before Bulma could finish her sentence.
"Oh Kami! Vegeta and Goku must have gotten into another battle!" Yamcha exclaimed fearfully.
"When will Goku learn that Vegeta cannot stand his presence anywhere but in a fight!" Chichi demanded huffily. A yelp cut through the air again followed by another loud crash.
"What the hell are they doing? Trying to bring down the house?" Trunks yelled.
"Let's find out, shall we?" Master Roshi replied calmly. He ran towards the stairs, the others not far behind. Trunks ran past Roshi and raced up the stairs two at a time. He burst through his father's door, not hesitating once. What he saw made his stomach churn. This was by far the worst fight the two Saiya-jins had gotten into in a long while.
The bathroom door had been blown off its hinges and water was flowing freely everywhere. No doubt, the two had split a pipe while in the heat of combat. Trunks turned his attention toward the bed where he found, to his utter amazement, his father on top of Goku.
His father looked different. He seemed more at liberty with his emotions, which seemed to be rage at the moment. The prince looked ferine and vicious. Trunks dashed toward the bed and did his best to pry his diminutive but brawny father off the confused Goku.
Vegeta howled savagely. He grappled with his son loosening the hold on him. He whipped around smoothly and sent a fist upon Trunks' face. The demi- Saiya-jin reached for his nose as Vegeta wrenched out of the tight grip. The prince leaped at Goku once more, as the larger Saiya-jin stumbled for the exit.
The force of Vegeta's bound knocked both Saiya-jins violently sending them crashing to the wall opposite the door. The small Saiya-jin clasped his arms around Goku.
"Vegeta, you've got to let go!" Goku wailed desperately. He didn't desire to cause harm for Vegeta, but it seemed he had no choice.
The prince neither answered nor loosened his grip on the larger Saiya-jin. The small Saiya-jin had gone wild. He was an animal; a vicious hunter set on capturing his prey.
Goku finally decided enough was enough. He twisted himself around expeditiously and thrusted his elbow towards Vegeta's abdomen. The small prince, out of his mind, did not expect such a move. The force of the hit knocked Vegeta towards the balcony. Goku whirled around waiting for an attack from the older Saiya-jin, but none came. Vegeta stood slowly. He glanced around the room as if he had woken from a dream. An abhorrent dream.
Trunks scrambled forwards and proceeded to his father cautiously.
"Father?"
He received no answer. The demi-Saiya-jin trudged toward his father still clutching his nose. He reached out for him but was violently smacked away. The prince had gained control of his senses but was still seething with rage. The rest of the z-senshi at this time rushed in now unafraid of the Saiya-jins. Bulma stepped forward wearing a look of horror.
"Vegeta! What have you done? Do you not possess any self-restrain whatsoever?" she wailed despairingly.
It seemed Vegeta was paying no attention to any of the people standing in his room. Goku looked at the older Saiya-jin more closely. Something was devastatingly wrong with the arrogant man.
" 'Geta?" Goku tried. The small Saiya-jin hated that nickname Goku had given him. He usually scolded the other for it.
Again Vegeta neither spoke nor acted. His eyes were still glowing deep flaxen but the rage and disdain were transposed with emptiness, a black void. Bulma was livid with anger now annoyed that her husband was acting so unbelievable. The rest of the gang was speechless. They had never seen the insolent warrior like this.
Suddenly, Vegeta looked at them all, scrutinizing them with his intense gaze. The prince began to back away slowly until his body came in contact with the cold iron bar of the balcony. Goku stepped forward unsure how to act towards this new Vegeta.
"Vegeta?"
The prince shot a meaningful glance at Goku; a strange aura seemed to radiate from the inexplicable Saiya-jin. With out warning Vegeta wheeled around and jumped from the balcony-flying deep in the dark, cold twilight.
***
What had he done? Vegeta, angry with himself, flew at an impossible speed unsure of where he was going. The prince stared at his dark surroundings realizing he had flown, obliviously, to his old sparring ground where he and Kakarot used to fight.
The prince growled slightly. Why was everything about that damned baka? Vegeta scowled. He needed to leave. He desired the dark cold space. The worst of his life was lived up there, but for some reason, Vegeta longed to see it again. He wanted to conquer and defeat. The prince craved the chaos, the pure malice. The small Saiya-jin pictured himself massacring thousands of lives at a time. The image filled his whole being. The prince missed the sudden violence. He missed the smell of stark fear. The Saiya- jin felt a warm shudder ripple is small lithe form as he relived the few moments of victory he had experienced. It was time for a change.
Vegeta smiled savagely. It was time for a very sadistic shift. The prince craved his insolent, corrupted soul. He would find it. He would search the very depths of his being, to reach the pure essence of his mind and body. The Saiya-jin knew the moon, the sheer instinct that filled his blood, influenced his thoughts. He did not care. He wanted nothing but to see the broken expressions on the z-senshi's face when he transformed his shattered mind to that of utter malignancy.
It was time to unleash the power the prince knew he possessed.
A/N: Holy Mother! Wasn't that awesome?
Vegeta: NO!
Kakarot: Vegeta is mean.*frowns* Violence: he's meant to be that way, Kakarot. Don't worry, there will be some more.dirrty.excitement.
*Kakarot jumps for joy as a mixed expression of horror and anticipation appears in our beloved prince's handsome face. *
Ok.I promise I'll TRY to have another chapter up soon. I am so full of creativity right now! WOO HOO! PARTY IN MY BRAIN! Everyone is invited!
*smiles sadistically* there will be fun for everyone.
*Legolas and Lestat gulp nervously*
*** "Bulma, will you hand me that cup?" Krillin asked jovially.
"Sure, Krill"-
A huge crash ensued by a growl reached the z senshi's ears before Bulma could finish her sentence.
"Oh Kami! Vegeta and Goku must have gotten into another battle!" Yamcha exclaimed fearfully.
"When will Goku learn that Vegeta cannot stand his presence anywhere but in a fight!" Chichi demanded huffily. A yelp cut through the air again followed by another loud crash.
"What the hell are they doing? Trying to bring down the house?" Trunks yelled.
"Let's find out, shall we?" Master Roshi replied calmly. He ran towards the stairs, the others not far behind. Trunks ran past Roshi and raced up the stairs two at a time. He burst through his father's door, not hesitating once. What he saw made his stomach churn. This was by far the worst fight the two Saiya-jins had gotten into in a long while.
The bathroom door had been blown off its hinges and water was flowing freely everywhere. No doubt, the two had split a pipe while in the heat of combat. Trunks turned his attention toward the bed where he found, to his utter amazement, his father on top of Goku.
His father looked different. He seemed more at liberty with his emotions, which seemed to be rage at the moment. The prince looked ferine and vicious. Trunks dashed toward the bed and did his best to pry his diminutive but brawny father off the confused Goku.
Vegeta howled savagely. He grappled with his son loosening the hold on him. He whipped around smoothly and sent a fist upon Trunks' face. The demi- Saiya-jin reached for his nose as Vegeta wrenched out of the tight grip. The prince leaped at Goku once more, as the larger Saiya-jin stumbled for the exit.
The force of Vegeta's bound knocked both Saiya-jins violently sending them crashing to the wall opposite the door. The small Saiya-jin clasped his arms around Goku.
"Vegeta, you've got to let go!" Goku wailed desperately. He didn't desire to cause harm for Vegeta, but it seemed he had no choice.
The prince neither answered nor loosened his grip on the larger Saiya-jin. The small Saiya-jin had gone wild. He was an animal; a vicious hunter set on capturing his prey.
Goku finally decided enough was enough. He twisted himself around expeditiously and thrusted his elbow towards Vegeta's abdomen. The small prince, out of his mind, did not expect such a move. The force of the hit knocked Vegeta towards the balcony. Goku whirled around waiting for an attack from the older Saiya-jin, but none came. Vegeta stood slowly. He glanced around the room as if he had woken from a dream. An abhorrent dream.
Trunks scrambled forwards and proceeded to his father cautiously.
"Father?"
He received no answer. The demi-Saiya-jin trudged toward his father still clutching his nose. He reached out for him but was violently smacked away. The prince had gained control of his senses but was still seething with rage. The rest of the z-senshi at this time rushed in now unafraid of the Saiya-jins. Bulma stepped forward wearing a look of horror.
"Vegeta! What have you done? Do you not possess any self-restrain whatsoever?" she wailed despairingly.
It seemed Vegeta was paying no attention to any of the people standing in his room. Goku looked at the older Saiya-jin more closely. Something was devastatingly wrong with the arrogant man.
" 'Geta?" Goku tried. The small Saiya-jin hated that nickname Goku had given him. He usually scolded the other for it.
Again Vegeta neither spoke nor acted. His eyes were still glowing deep flaxen but the rage and disdain were transposed with emptiness, a black void. Bulma was livid with anger now annoyed that her husband was acting so unbelievable. The rest of the gang was speechless. They had never seen the insolent warrior like this.
Suddenly, Vegeta looked at them all, scrutinizing them with his intense gaze. The prince began to back away slowly until his body came in contact with the cold iron bar of the balcony. Goku stepped forward unsure how to act towards this new Vegeta.
"Vegeta?"
The prince shot a meaningful glance at Goku; a strange aura seemed to radiate from the inexplicable Saiya-jin. With out warning Vegeta wheeled around and jumped from the balcony-flying deep in the dark, cold twilight.
***
What had he done? Vegeta, angry with himself, flew at an impossible speed unsure of where he was going. The prince stared at his dark surroundings realizing he had flown, obliviously, to his old sparring ground where he and Kakarot used to fight.
The prince growled slightly. Why was everything about that damned baka? Vegeta scowled. He needed to leave. He desired the dark cold space. The worst of his life was lived up there, but for some reason, Vegeta longed to see it again. He wanted to conquer and defeat. The prince craved the chaos, the pure malice. The small Saiya-jin pictured himself massacring thousands of lives at a time. The image filled his whole being. The prince missed the sudden violence. He missed the smell of stark fear. The Saiya- jin felt a warm shudder ripple is small lithe form as he relived the few moments of victory he had experienced. It was time for a change.
Vegeta smiled savagely. It was time for a very sadistic shift. The prince craved his insolent, corrupted soul. He would find it. He would search the very depths of his being, to reach the pure essence of his mind and body. The Saiya-jin knew the moon, the sheer instinct that filled his blood, influenced his thoughts. He did not care. He wanted nothing but to see the broken expressions on the z-senshi's face when he transformed his shattered mind to that of utter malignancy.
It was time to unleash the power the prince knew he possessed.
A/N: Holy Mother! Wasn't that awesome?
Vegeta: NO!
Kakarot: Vegeta is mean.*frowns* Violence: he's meant to be that way, Kakarot. Don't worry, there will be some more.dirrty.excitement.
*Kakarot jumps for joy as a mixed expression of horror and anticipation appears in our beloved prince's handsome face. *
Ok.I promise I'll TRY to have another chapter up soon. I am so full of creativity right now! WOO HOO! PARTY IN MY BRAIN! Everyone is invited!
*smiles sadistically* there will be fun for everyone.
*Legolas and Lestat gulp nervously*