Vegeta drifted off into sleep, where he confronted his surfacing memories
that have been locked away for years.
************************************
"Son, I'm sorry." King Vegeta looked down at his only son. "She couldn't
make it, she tried, and so did the child, but there was no way." King
Vegeta had done many hard things in his life, but, telling his son that his
mother and unborn brother just died, was the hardest thing he could do.
Vegeta nodded, he was young yes, but he knew it was not a good idea to cry,
even by himself. It was a sign of weakness, and, Vegeta was definitely not
weak.
But he couldn't help it. When his father bought him the new slave, Sabriel,
that looked a lot like his mother, he broke down in his room. No sobs, just
two silently tears leaking down his face. Sabriel was supposed to be his
mother's replacement and he knew it. He hated her for it; he hated her for
trying to replace her.
*************************************************
Vegeta sat there, on the swing, looking through the windows of his
playground at the rest of his father's kingdom. Someday it would be his. He
would stand up and rule the strongest army, and he would go down in history
as one of the best kings Vegeta-sei has ever seen. It was all his.
"Vegeta!" he heard Sabriel call his name and for a brief moment he heard
his mother's voice too. Sadness overtook him and he turned his head away
from her.
"Come on Vegeta, it's time for dinner." Sabriel coaxed him. "I'm not
hungry." He mumbled. "Nice try mister, a sayain is always hungry." Sabriel
put her hands on her hips. "I don't want your hardly edible shit." Vegeta
shouted and ran out pushing her out of the way. "Vegeta, I know you're
angry, but you have to eat." Sabriel tried to stop him. "Stop! You don't
understand me and you never will!" He ran again and this time to his
training room, where he proceeded to punch a hole through the wall.
************************************************
Vegeta awoke to someone pulling at his neck. He got up ready to attack, but
only felt the chain on his neck burn into the back of his neck. The
necklace physically pulled him down to the kitchen, out the door, and into
the GR. Brighter, the necklace glowed, until he finally looked away.
Suddenly it all disappeared. "Miss me?" asked Persolynum.
"No." Vegeta answered bluntly. "Me either." She shrugged. "What do you
want?" Vegeta growled at her for waking him up. "Pushy, pushy." She said
and shook her head. "Here, I wanted to give you this." She said and handed
him a hand-sized rock. "A rock?" he took the rock out of pure curiosity.
"Yeah, just put it under your pillow when you go back up to bed." She
instructed.
"What's it supposed to do?" he asked doubtfully. "Don't ask, just do, and
meet me here after lunch, we need to talk some more." She commanded and
vanished just as she had appeared. Vegeta shrugged and walked back inside
and into the kitchen. There, he figured he would make a sandwich incase he
needed an alibi. He sat down with his sandwich when he saw his father
prance into the kitchen. He smirked trying to hold in the laugh. His father
glared.
It really wasn't every day that you saw the King of all Sayains wearing
dark blue silk pajamas with little naked cupids shooting arrows surrounded
with hearts. He just couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed. "Make another
sandwich." King Vegeta growled as he grabbed the sandwich off the table and
shoved it into his mouth. Vegeta just shrugged, then decided he wasn't
hungry at all and went to bed. But, before he fell asleep he placed the
rock under his pillow and as he drifted off to sleep, it started glowing
blue.
******************************************************
"Just a rock?" teased Persolynum as she appeared inside Vegeta's dream.
"Even in my dream you're annoying." Muttered Vegeta as he and Persolynum
both stood there looking at the darkness of the dream. "So what do you
want?" Vegeta finally gave in and spoke up first. "Well, I was bored and
wanted to see your dreams." She laughed when Vegeta sweat-dropped. "No, I
came to help your mind bring up some memories, I was afraid of you hurting
that cute little head of yours." "Here, watch and learn." She commanded as
she started dragging back some painful memories.
*******************************************************
"Ok, I want you to watch a few things, and observe the differences."
Persolynum grabbed Vegeta's hand and they went through a portal type thing.
"What's with the portal?" Vegeta asked clearly confused. "Well, right now
you and I are inside your head, searching through your memories, some that
only your subconscious knows. Therefore, we must use the portals or it
could cause you some serious brain-damage." She explained simply. "Oh." Was
all Vegeta managed to say. "Just don't let go of me or you could get lost,
besides you need me to go through the portals." Persolynum warned.
"Now watch." They both turned their attention to the Queen that stood
before them in his memory.
There she stood, his mother, standing over a sleeping Vegeta. She looked at
him then muttered, "I should have killed you when I had the chance." She
looked at him with disgust and almost hatred. "The only reason you are here
is to make that bitch sister of mine pay for humiliating me like this. No
one does that to me and gets away with it." She clenched her fists and
growled. "You're such a disgrace." She said then stormed out of his room.
****************************************************
Vegeta watched in disbelief. He felt angry that she had betrayed his love,
he felt sad that he had actually loved and looked up to her, he felt sick,
but in a weird way, he didn't feel that she mattered that much anyway. Some
how, it wasn't a big loss to him. Some how he wasn't sad at all, angry and
confused and totally disgusted, but not saddened and this scared him.
"Watch." Persolynum commanded him softly.
And there, as he watched, was when he was hit with it. Sadness. Pure
sadness flowed through him.
Sabriel stood over him. Exactly as the Queen had been, but, there was a
difference. There was a mother's love, the love you felt, that never-ending
flow, that no matter what was filled with compassion and strength and much
more. She bent over, tuck the sheets around him making the blankets enfold
Vegeta into what she wished were her arms. She leaned down and kissed his
forehead. Running her fingers through his hair she said, "My baby, I'm so
proud of you. If only you knew that, if only you didn't hate me." A single
tear rolled down her cheek and landed on his chest. She turned around and
walked out.
"I don't hate you." Yelled Vegeta as the dream vanished. "That's it for one
night, I will take you back, and you have seen enough." Persolynum gently
led Vegeta back and disappeared to let him sleep.
*******************************************************
"I don't hate you." Was the first thing Bulma heard when she woke up. She
looked over at Vegeta and said, "I know." Then she went out to help Sabriel
make breakfast.
When Bulma got downstairs she saw Sabriel making breakfast, Goku, Goten,
and Gohan had all stopped over for a visit, Bulma didn't mind, but mentally
she sighed at the amount of food she would have to make. "Hello Bulma."
Greeted the overly joyful Goku. "Hey Goku, where's Chichi?" Bulma noticed
that it was a little bit too quiet. "Shopping." Gohan slightly shuddered.
"Hey Gohan." Bulma greeted him too.
"Is Trunks still sleeping?" asked the miniature replica of Goku. "Why don't
you go ahead and wake him up now?" Bulma suggested, thinking it would be
better for Goten to be the one who suffered the wrath of a grumpy Trunks.
At least it was a grumpy Trunks and not a grumpy Vegeta.
Vegeta awoke with a deep hunger in his stomach. A hunger no amount of food
could fill. A hunger yearning for the truth, for the real answer. So, he
forced his stiff body out of bed and into the shower. There, in the shower
was he fully able to wake up. The blast of cold water hit him like a truck-
load of ice. He growled and turned the hot water on more. Nothing. This is
what happens when you're the last one to wake up and take a shower. There's
no more hot water.
By the time he got to the kitchen, breakfast was ready. He was shocked at
how many people there were, but never showed it. He ate, a little less than
he usually did, got up without a word and went to the GR.
**********************************************
For length purposes day 3 will be split into 2 parts.
End of day 3 part 1
that have been locked away for years.
************************************
"Son, I'm sorry." King Vegeta looked down at his only son. "She couldn't
make it, she tried, and so did the child, but there was no way." King
Vegeta had done many hard things in his life, but, telling his son that his
mother and unborn brother just died, was the hardest thing he could do.
Vegeta nodded, he was young yes, but he knew it was not a good idea to cry,
even by himself. It was a sign of weakness, and, Vegeta was definitely not
weak.
But he couldn't help it. When his father bought him the new slave, Sabriel,
that looked a lot like his mother, he broke down in his room. No sobs, just
two silently tears leaking down his face. Sabriel was supposed to be his
mother's replacement and he knew it. He hated her for it; he hated her for
trying to replace her.
*************************************************
Vegeta sat there, on the swing, looking through the windows of his
playground at the rest of his father's kingdom. Someday it would be his. He
would stand up and rule the strongest army, and he would go down in history
as one of the best kings Vegeta-sei has ever seen. It was all his.
"Vegeta!" he heard Sabriel call his name and for a brief moment he heard
his mother's voice too. Sadness overtook him and he turned his head away
from her.
"Come on Vegeta, it's time for dinner." Sabriel coaxed him. "I'm not
hungry." He mumbled. "Nice try mister, a sayain is always hungry." Sabriel
put her hands on her hips. "I don't want your hardly edible shit." Vegeta
shouted and ran out pushing her out of the way. "Vegeta, I know you're
angry, but you have to eat." Sabriel tried to stop him. "Stop! You don't
understand me and you never will!" He ran again and this time to his
training room, where he proceeded to punch a hole through the wall.
************************************************
Vegeta awoke to someone pulling at his neck. He got up ready to attack, but
only felt the chain on his neck burn into the back of his neck. The
necklace physically pulled him down to the kitchen, out the door, and into
the GR. Brighter, the necklace glowed, until he finally looked away.
Suddenly it all disappeared. "Miss me?" asked Persolynum.
"No." Vegeta answered bluntly. "Me either." She shrugged. "What do you
want?" Vegeta growled at her for waking him up. "Pushy, pushy." She said
and shook her head. "Here, I wanted to give you this." She said and handed
him a hand-sized rock. "A rock?" he took the rock out of pure curiosity.
"Yeah, just put it under your pillow when you go back up to bed." She
instructed.
"What's it supposed to do?" he asked doubtfully. "Don't ask, just do, and
meet me here after lunch, we need to talk some more." She commanded and
vanished just as she had appeared. Vegeta shrugged and walked back inside
and into the kitchen. There, he figured he would make a sandwich incase he
needed an alibi. He sat down with his sandwich when he saw his father
prance into the kitchen. He smirked trying to hold in the laugh. His father
glared.
It really wasn't every day that you saw the King of all Sayains wearing
dark blue silk pajamas with little naked cupids shooting arrows surrounded
with hearts. He just couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed. "Make another
sandwich." King Vegeta growled as he grabbed the sandwich off the table and
shoved it into his mouth. Vegeta just shrugged, then decided he wasn't
hungry at all and went to bed. But, before he fell asleep he placed the
rock under his pillow and as he drifted off to sleep, it started glowing
blue.
******************************************************
"Just a rock?" teased Persolynum as she appeared inside Vegeta's dream.
"Even in my dream you're annoying." Muttered Vegeta as he and Persolynum
both stood there looking at the darkness of the dream. "So what do you
want?" Vegeta finally gave in and spoke up first. "Well, I was bored and
wanted to see your dreams." She laughed when Vegeta sweat-dropped. "No, I
came to help your mind bring up some memories, I was afraid of you hurting
that cute little head of yours." "Here, watch and learn." She commanded as
she started dragging back some painful memories.
*******************************************************
"Ok, I want you to watch a few things, and observe the differences."
Persolynum grabbed Vegeta's hand and they went through a portal type thing.
"What's with the portal?" Vegeta asked clearly confused. "Well, right now
you and I are inside your head, searching through your memories, some that
only your subconscious knows. Therefore, we must use the portals or it
could cause you some serious brain-damage." She explained simply. "Oh." Was
all Vegeta managed to say. "Just don't let go of me or you could get lost,
besides you need me to go through the portals." Persolynum warned.
"Now watch." They both turned their attention to the Queen that stood
before them in his memory.
There she stood, his mother, standing over a sleeping Vegeta. She looked at
him then muttered, "I should have killed you when I had the chance." She
looked at him with disgust and almost hatred. "The only reason you are here
is to make that bitch sister of mine pay for humiliating me like this. No
one does that to me and gets away with it." She clenched her fists and
growled. "You're such a disgrace." She said then stormed out of his room.
****************************************************
Vegeta watched in disbelief. He felt angry that she had betrayed his love,
he felt sad that he had actually loved and looked up to her, he felt sick,
but in a weird way, he didn't feel that she mattered that much anyway. Some
how, it wasn't a big loss to him. Some how he wasn't sad at all, angry and
confused and totally disgusted, but not saddened and this scared him.
"Watch." Persolynum commanded him softly.
And there, as he watched, was when he was hit with it. Sadness. Pure
sadness flowed through him.
Sabriel stood over him. Exactly as the Queen had been, but, there was a
difference. There was a mother's love, the love you felt, that never-ending
flow, that no matter what was filled with compassion and strength and much
more. She bent over, tuck the sheets around him making the blankets enfold
Vegeta into what she wished were her arms. She leaned down and kissed his
forehead. Running her fingers through his hair she said, "My baby, I'm so
proud of you. If only you knew that, if only you didn't hate me." A single
tear rolled down her cheek and landed on his chest. She turned around and
walked out.
"I don't hate you." Yelled Vegeta as the dream vanished. "That's it for one
night, I will take you back, and you have seen enough." Persolynum gently
led Vegeta back and disappeared to let him sleep.
*******************************************************
"I don't hate you." Was the first thing Bulma heard when she woke up. She
looked over at Vegeta and said, "I know." Then she went out to help Sabriel
make breakfast.
When Bulma got downstairs she saw Sabriel making breakfast, Goku, Goten,
and Gohan had all stopped over for a visit, Bulma didn't mind, but mentally
she sighed at the amount of food she would have to make. "Hello Bulma."
Greeted the overly joyful Goku. "Hey Goku, where's Chichi?" Bulma noticed
that it was a little bit too quiet. "Shopping." Gohan slightly shuddered.
"Hey Gohan." Bulma greeted him too.
"Is Trunks still sleeping?" asked the miniature replica of Goku. "Why don't
you go ahead and wake him up now?" Bulma suggested, thinking it would be
better for Goten to be the one who suffered the wrath of a grumpy Trunks.
At least it was a grumpy Trunks and not a grumpy Vegeta.
Vegeta awoke with a deep hunger in his stomach. A hunger no amount of food
could fill. A hunger yearning for the truth, for the real answer. So, he
forced his stiff body out of bed and into the shower. There, in the shower
was he fully able to wake up. The blast of cold water hit him like a truck-
load of ice. He growled and turned the hot water on more. Nothing. This is
what happens when you're the last one to wake up and take a shower. There's
no more hot water.
By the time he got to the kitchen, breakfast was ready. He was shocked at
how many people there were, but never showed it. He ate, a little less than
he usually did, got up without a word and went to the GR.
**********************************************
For length purposes day 3 will be split into 2 parts.
End of day 3 part 1
