Disclaimer: Tip of advice, never tamper with DBZ's cotrol lord only knows
what will happen, Er ehm, anyway, carry on with the plan...I don't CARE
that he's dead...CONTINUE! So what if it blew up, I know it stinks, oh be
quiet, stop complaining and get to work!
Geez, you people are very easily fooled, this a veru....surprising and bloody chapter! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Newcomer
No pain, no gain
Krystal watched the light close in towards the girl, she then looked to Vegeta, lying there, injured severly. She felt sweat fall from her face, the blast seem to be moving in slow motion. "Vegeta..." Her whisper was quieter than anyone could here, she gritted her teeth, and disappeared from sight.
Videl shook she knew how close death was, it seemed as if the blast was taking it's time, it was taking an eternity, she shut her eyes once again, she then felt a force, at first she thought it was the blast, then she felt herself be slung into the floor she shook while opening her eyes, she sa the female saiyan, reclaiming her feet.
Zarbon shook his head, "Krystal?! Why?! You don't even like new people!" Krystal clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "After what you did to Vegeta..." She looked in the direction of the saiyan, and looked back at Zarbon, "I wouldn't give to the pleasure!" Zarbon snarled at the girl.
Kakarott closed his eyes, he felt sweat dribble down his face, and then, he felt a different liquid running from his hand, he looked down, blood, for a minute he shook in fear that someone had cut his hand off, then, he felt no pain and he did feel something solid, it couldn't be gone, he swallowed when he realized who his hand was on, Vegeta's gash, suddenly in an instant everthing felt wet his clothes, his hand, everything. He looked down his jumpsuit from where he was sitting was in a puddle of blood, drenched, ringing wet. He shook, taking short breaths, he hadn't realized how BAD Vegeta had been cut. He looked at the young saiyan, his armor, his face, his boot and gloved, his arms and legs everything, drenched in blood, red.
Kakarott hadn't noticed what had went on, he looked up, and saw Krystal fighting Zarbon, and Videl to the side. He looked back at the saiyan prince, he ripped a piece of his jumpsuit off of the lower portion of the leg, and put it on the gash in Vegeta's side.
Vegeta looked around, everything was black, nothing was around, he was standing in a void, a motionless void. Then everything silvered in, it was silver then white then color or what color there was. It was raining, storming to be more percise. Vegeta looked about, he had a weird sick feeling, one he often got while around Frieza, it wasn't sickness, it was dread, or maybe fright, or hate, he wasn't sure. A deep voice seem to cancel out even the thunder. "Hello...Vegeta..." Vegeta gritted his teeth, "Wh-what who's there?!" His voice was trembling, that wasn't good, he tried to make it stop. "Aw, don't you remember me, prince?" Vegeta gritted his teeth, "What are you talking about?! How'd you know!" Lightening lit up the youth's face. His voice sounded a bit calmer, Vegeta felt that same feeling again, though, instead he was shaking now, he felt as if throwing up. But, he wasn't sick, it was just that feeling, again. "Why are you here?!" The voice seem to be trying to taunt him, "Easy, to kill you, Vegeta." Vegeta shook, "Wh-what?! Why?! I don't understand, who are you?!" The voice laughed, Vegeta felt as if the ground he was standing on was going to collapse, because of the sound, "It hurts me that you don't remember, Vegeta!" Vegeta, turned and ran, and kept running, the voice not getting any further away, "GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He kept running, there wasn't an end, the voice seem to be coming from everywhere, it was laughing, and laughing, it wasn't getting quieter, or going away. Vegeta felt a twinge of pain, and that was the last thing he saw, before he blacked-out and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Kakarott had slung the saiyan over his shoulder, while running down the hall at full speed, he felt and heard the blood dripping, it was probably making a trail. He frantically thought, 'The rejuvenation tank?! No, it wouldn't be able to. He might-' Kakarott couldn't bear the thought of it, he couldn't even think it. He stopped at the medical room, a doctor was whistling while pulling something out. Kakarott shoved him into the wall, "MOVE!" Kakarott shouted the words a bit late. He had layed the saiyan down, he shoveled through the drawer, until he foung a cloth and a gaw, then another cloth and gaw. He ran back over to the saiyan, he stopped the young saiyan, was moving, for a minute with rage, then just with fright, he moaned quietly for a moment, then just stopped.
Krystal nailed Zarbon in the head, knocking him out. She'd have killed him, she didn't have time, though, she had seen Kakarott run, and all that blood, there was just so much, to much. She ran down the hall, it was really easy to figure out, where he had gone, blood was leading up to it, she saw Kakarott knelt over the prince, hie clothes were drenched, not as badly ad the littler one's were, though. "Is he alright?!" Kakarott jerked his head up, he sensed the urgency in Krystal voice. Krystal eyed Kakarott, no response, the older saiyan just looked silently back at the prince. "Kakarott!" Still, no response." Krystal, "Well is he a-live?" Finally, Kakarott nodded, slightly. "Is he going to-" She didn't finish, she didn't want to finish, she didn't need to finish.
Kakarott's eyes got slightly cloudy, Krystal voice got desperate, the tone you get when you're thinking 'Geez, please mom, let me kill my brother, or if you want something really bad, the pleading voice.' "Is there even a chance?" Another nod. Kakarott opened his mouth and sighed, it took him a moment to realease the words, "It's up to Vegeta, now." He looked back down at him. He got a surprised look when Krystal's voice changed, "I bet he can do it, he's done things like this before." Kakarott actually got his hopes raised by this, "I hope so..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: *Running while talking from the people who are reading the story* Hi, well, I'm just so evil aren't I...AHH! *Runs* Poor Vegeta...
Geez, you people are very easily fooled, this a veru....surprising and bloody chapter! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Newcomer
No pain, no gain
Krystal watched the light close in towards the girl, she then looked to Vegeta, lying there, injured severly. She felt sweat fall from her face, the blast seem to be moving in slow motion. "Vegeta..." Her whisper was quieter than anyone could here, she gritted her teeth, and disappeared from sight.
Videl shook she knew how close death was, it seemed as if the blast was taking it's time, it was taking an eternity, she shut her eyes once again, she then felt a force, at first she thought it was the blast, then she felt herself be slung into the floor she shook while opening her eyes, she sa the female saiyan, reclaiming her feet.
Zarbon shook his head, "Krystal?! Why?! You don't even like new people!" Krystal clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "After what you did to Vegeta..." She looked in the direction of the saiyan, and looked back at Zarbon, "I wouldn't give to the pleasure!" Zarbon snarled at the girl.
Kakarott closed his eyes, he felt sweat dribble down his face, and then, he felt a different liquid running from his hand, he looked down, blood, for a minute he shook in fear that someone had cut his hand off, then, he felt no pain and he did feel something solid, it couldn't be gone, he swallowed when he realized who his hand was on, Vegeta's gash, suddenly in an instant everthing felt wet his clothes, his hand, everything. He looked down his jumpsuit from where he was sitting was in a puddle of blood, drenched, ringing wet. He shook, taking short breaths, he hadn't realized how BAD Vegeta had been cut. He looked at the young saiyan, his armor, his face, his boot and gloved, his arms and legs everything, drenched in blood, red.
Kakarott hadn't noticed what had went on, he looked up, and saw Krystal fighting Zarbon, and Videl to the side. He looked back at the saiyan prince, he ripped a piece of his jumpsuit off of the lower portion of the leg, and put it on the gash in Vegeta's side.
Vegeta looked around, everything was black, nothing was around, he was standing in a void, a motionless void. Then everything silvered in, it was silver then white then color or what color there was. It was raining, storming to be more percise. Vegeta looked about, he had a weird sick feeling, one he often got while around Frieza, it wasn't sickness, it was dread, or maybe fright, or hate, he wasn't sure. A deep voice seem to cancel out even the thunder. "Hello...Vegeta..." Vegeta gritted his teeth, "Wh-what who's there?!" His voice was trembling, that wasn't good, he tried to make it stop. "Aw, don't you remember me, prince?" Vegeta gritted his teeth, "What are you talking about?! How'd you know!" Lightening lit up the youth's face. His voice sounded a bit calmer, Vegeta felt that same feeling again, though, instead he was shaking now, he felt as if throwing up. But, he wasn't sick, it was just that feeling, again. "Why are you here?!" The voice seem to be trying to taunt him, "Easy, to kill you, Vegeta." Vegeta shook, "Wh-what?! Why?! I don't understand, who are you?!" The voice laughed, Vegeta felt as if the ground he was standing on was going to collapse, because of the sound, "It hurts me that you don't remember, Vegeta!" Vegeta, turned and ran, and kept running, the voice not getting any further away, "GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He kept running, there wasn't an end, the voice seem to be coming from everywhere, it was laughing, and laughing, it wasn't getting quieter, or going away. Vegeta felt a twinge of pain, and that was the last thing he saw, before he blacked-out and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Kakarott had slung the saiyan over his shoulder, while running down the hall at full speed, he felt and heard the blood dripping, it was probably making a trail. He frantically thought, 'The rejuvenation tank?! No, it wouldn't be able to. He might-' Kakarott couldn't bear the thought of it, he couldn't even think it. He stopped at the medical room, a doctor was whistling while pulling something out. Kakarott shoved him into the wall, "MOVE!" Kakarott shouted the words a bit late. He had layed the saiyan down, he shoveled through the drawer, until he foung a cloth and a gaw, then another cloth and gaw. He ran back over to the saiyan, he stopped the young saiyan, was moving, for a minute with rage, then just with fright, he moaned quietly for a moment, then just stopped.
Krystal nailed Zarbon in the head, knocking him out. She'd have killed him, she didn't have time, though, she had seen Kakarott run, and all that blood, there was just so much, to much. She ran down the hall, it was really easy to figure out, where he had gone, blood was leading up to it, she saw Kakarott knelt over the prince, hie clothes were drenched, not as badly ad the littler one's were, though. "Is he alright?!" Kakarott jerked his head up, he sensed the urgency in Krystal voice. Krystal eyed Kakarott, no response, the older saiyan just looked silently back at the prince. "Kakarott!" Still, no response." Krystal, "Well is he a-live?" Finally, Kakarott nodded, slightly. "Is he going to-" She didn't finish, she didn't want to finish, she didn't need to finish.
Kakarott's eyes got slightly cloudy, Krystal voice got desperate, the tone you get when you're thinking 'Geez, please mom, let me kill my brother, or if you want something really bad, the pleading voice.' "Is there even a chance?" Another nod. Kakarott opened his mouth and sighed, it took him a moment to realease the words, "It's up to Vegeta, now." He looked back down at him. He got a surprised look when Krystal's voice changed, "I bet he can do it, he's done things like this before." Kakarott actually got his hopes raised by this, "I hope so..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: *Running while talking from the people who are reading the story* Hi, well, I'm just so evil aren't I...AHH! *Runs* Poor Vegeta...
