Author's Note: No matter what I did this portion of the chapter would not show up with the rest.
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" Back off, Vegeta! " snapped Goten pushing his Ki level higher.
I felt faint. Goten's power was incredible, but I knew that he was no match for Vegeta. This fact wasn't based on the show...it was something I sensed just being near them. Goten was quickly approaching his limits while Vegeta had scarcely tapped into his rage. There was nothing the younger Saiya-jin could do to keep the other from killing me where I lay.
Vegeta took a step into the room, and Goten greeted his approach with a Ki blast. It ricocheted ineffectually off Vegeta's hand and smashed through the bedroom window with an ear-shattering explosion, and I felt the tiny shards of glass rain down all around me cutting my arms as I threw them over my face.
There was some type of commotion elsewhere in the house, and I prayed that it was Goku and Gohan coming to help. Looking up, I saw Vegeta and Goten exchanging a frenzy of blows. Goten seemed to be holding him back, but how long could he hold out?
Vegeta caught Goten with an unexpected strike to the ribs that sent the recipient gasping to his knees. I screamed wondering what was taking Goku so long to come, but it served only to draw the prince's attention. I shook uncontrollably knowing that there was nothing left to save me...
" That's enough! "
Vegeta and I both turned towards the familiar voice. " Get out of here, boy, " Vegeta growled savagely at the figure.
" I won't allow you to do this. "
All I could do was stare breathlessly at him. The brisk wind that whipped through the broken window tossed his hair about, and the lamplight illuminated the expression of defiance etched into his features. He was like a vision from a dream.
Vegeta chuckled harshly, " As if you could stop me. "
" You'll have to kill me then. "
Trunks said the words with such a careless ease, and I had no choice but to believe that he meant them. But why? After everything that had happened, why would he stand up to his father, putting his own life on the line, to protect me?
Vegeta's resolve seemed to suddenly diminish, but I still failed to understand what was happening. Of course it made sense that the prince would not want to kill his own son, but what was that strange look on Vegeta's face? He appeared almost frightened by the statement.
" Trunks... "
" I will handle this, Father. " There was an inarguable finality in the statement, and I was awe struck by the events unfolding before my eyes.
The prince glared at me for what seemed like an eternity before moving slowly towards the door. Trunks stepped to one side to allow his father to exit the room. Vegeta paused beside him, casting one last spiteful glance in my direction, " She killed your child, boy, remember that. "
Then, he was gone.
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" Back off, Vegeta! " snapped Goten pushing his Ki level higher.
I felt faint. Goten's power was incredible, but I knew that he was no match for Vegeta. This fact wasn't based on the show...it was something I sensed just being near them. Goten was quickly approaching his limits while Vegeta had scarcely tapped into his rage. There was nothing the younger Saiya-jin could do to keep the other from killing me where I lay.
Vegeta took a step into the room, and Goten greeted his approach with a Ki blast. It ricocheted ineffectually off Vegeta's hand and smashed through the bedroom window with an ear-shattering explosion, and I felt the tiny shards of glass rain down all around me cutting my arms as I threw them over my face.
There was some type of commotion elsewhere in the house, and I prayed that it was Goku and Gohan coming to help. Looking up, I saw Vegeta and Goten exchanging a frenzy of blows. Goten seemed to be holding him back, but how long could he hold out?
Vegeta caught Goten with an unexpected strike to the ribs that sent the recipient gasping to his knees. I screamed wondering what was taking Goku so long to come, but it served only to draw the prince's attention. I shook uncontrollably knowing that there was nothing left to save me...
" That's enough! "
Vegeta and I both turned towards the familiar voice. " Get out of here, boy, " Vegeta growled savagely at the figure.
" I won't allow you to do this. "
All I could do was stare breathlessly at him. The brisk wind that whipped through the broken window tossed his hair about, and the lamplight illuminated the expression of defiance etched into his features. He was like a vision from a dream.
Vegeta chuckled harshly, " As if you could stop me. "
" You'll have to kill me then. "
Trunks said the words with such a careless ease, and I had no choice but to believe that he meant them. But why? After everything that had happened, why would he stand up to his father, putting his own life on the line, to protect me?
Vegeta's resolve seemed to suddenly diminish, but I still failed to understand what was happening. Of course it made sense that the prince would not want to kill his own son, but what was that strange look on Vegeta's face? He appeared almost frightened by the statement.
" Trunks... "
" I will handle this, Father. " There was an inarguable finality in the statement, and I was awe struck by the events unfolding before my eyes.
The prince glared at me for what seemed like an eternity before moving slowly towards the door. Trunks stepped to one side to allow his father to exit the room. Vegeta paused beside him, casting one last spiteful glance in my direction, " She killed your child, boy, remember that. "
Then, he was gone.