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LAST TIME ON VEGETA'S DIARY: Vegeta gets his punishment from Nappa. He
learns that he has found a new family, and swears that he will protest
them.
Vegeta's Diary
Chapter 8
I rolled over to my other side. I felt even more goose bumps appear on my skin.
I couldn't sleep. The nightmare from before kept replaying itself in my head.
/Nightmare/
A badly beaten King Vegeta lies on the ground. The landscape around is destroyed, and fires wave, smokes lick the sky.
Freeza approaches. He smirks as he sees the beaten king.
"You see, Vegeta. I knew you were planning to beat me. That is why I made the first move. And you know what's best?"
He waited as if he was actually expecting a reply.
"I get to have your son. Because he isn't dead. I made sure of that. I'll have so much fun with him. I think I'll invent some new torture toys just for the little brat."
The king groaned.
"But first, to do what I been wanting to do for a very long time. To think, the little monkey won't even know that I did this."
He summoned an energy ball in his hand.
His smirk widened.
The blast was getting closer and closer by the second.
Father flipped over to his back and stood up into a fighting stance.
It was obvious he was barely able to stand.
The ki came closer.
/End of Nightmare/
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed.
I managed to hold it back before, but this time I couldn't.
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks.
Nappa rushed in the door.
I curled up into a ball. Tears rocked my body.
"Vegeta! Vegeta, what is it? What's wrong?" He's voice was like a whisper, trying to soothe me. His big, gentle hands snaked around my body.
"There, there, whatever it was it's over."
"Nappa, it was horrible. I saw." My tears burst out again.
Nappa waited in silence.
"I saw." I tried again. "I saw Freeza kill father. He." I choked on my tears.
"But father, he stood in a fighting stance even at the last moment. He."
"He was a true saiyan." Nappa finished for me. I looked up at the big giant.
"He fought 'till the last moment." He continued.
"What do you mean?" I placed my head on his chest, tears now quietly rolling down my cheeks.
"We saiyans believe in fighting until the end. In dieing with honor."
"Honor?"
"Honor. One that dies in battle dies with honor."
"Do you want to die with honor, Nappa?"
"Yes, I do."
That is what I had remembered when I killed Nappa. I just hope I did the right thing. I hope that that, in a way, was what he meant. I hope.
The next morning
I dragged the bucket and other cleaning appliances behind me. I had not yet met the wrath of Freeza (thank Guldo).
The first room came into view.
Zarbon stepped out the door. He smirked.
"Well, at least the new clean-up crew isn't late."
I growled at him.
"Have fun, kid." He said as he walked away. "By the way, the natural garbage goes into the one right there." He pointed to a larger chute, which even Nappa could slide down easily.
What, he left the tiri peels out on the bed, just for me or something?
I walked to the door.
I looked in.
The bucket dropped with my jaw.
Well, there you have it folks. Let me hear your thoughts!
Vegeta's Diary
Chapter 8
I rolled over to my other side. I felt even more goose bumps appear on my skin.
I couldn't sleep. The nightmare from before kept replaying itself in my head.
/Nightmare/
A badly beaten King Vegeta lies on the ground. The landscape around is destroyed, and fires wave, smokes lick the sky.
Freeza approaches. He smirks as he sees the beaten king.
"You see, Vegeta. I knew you were planning to beat me. That is why I made the first move. And you know what's best?"
He waited as if he was actually expecting a reply.
"I get to have your son. Because he isn't dead. I made sure of that. I'll have so much fun with him. I think I'll invent some new torture toys just for the little brat."
The king groaned.
"But first, to do what I been wanting to do for a very long time. To think, the little monkey won't even know that I did this."
He summoned an energy ball in his hand.
His smirk widened.
The blast was getting closer and closer by the second.
Father flipped over to his back and stood up into a fighting stance.
It was obvious he was barely able to stand.
The ki came closer.
/End of Nightmare/
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed.
I managed to hold it back before, but this time I couldn't.
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks.
Nappa rushed in the door.
I curled up into a ball. Tears rocked my body.
"Vegeta! Vegeta, what is it? What's wrong?" He's voice was like a whisper, trying to soothe me. His big, gentle hands snaked around my body.
"There, there, whatever it was it's over."
"Nappa, it was horrible. I saw." My tears burst out again.
Nappa waited in silence.
"I saw." I tried again. "I saw Freeza kill father. He." I choked on my tears.
"But father, he stood in a fighting stance even at the last moment. He."
"He was a true saiyan." Nappa finished for me. I looked up at the big giant.
"He fought 'till the last moment." He continued.
"What do you mean?" I placed my head on his chest, tears now quietly rolling down my cheeks.
"We saiyans believe in fighting until the end. In dieing with honor."
"Honor?"
"Honor. One that dies in battle dies with honor."
"Do you want to die with honor, Nappa?"
"Yes, I do."
That is what I had remembered when I killed Nappa. I just hope I did the right thing. I hope that that, in a way, was what he meant. I hope.
The next morning
I dragged the bucket and other cleaning appliances behind me. I had not yet met the wrath of Freeza (thank Guldo).
The first room came into view.
Zarbon stepped out the door. He smirked.
"Well, at least the new clean-up crew isn't late."
I growled at him.
"Have fun, kid." He said as he walked away. "By the way, the natural garbage goes into the one right there." He pointed to a larger chute, which even Nappa could slide down easily.
What, he left the tiri peels out on the bed, just for me or something?
I walked to the door.
I looked in.
The bucket dropped with my jaw.
Well, there you have it folks. Let me hear your thoughts!