Vegeta's Hardest Battle
By, RadioactiveSquirl
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. We all know this. I don't own it. You don't own it. Akira Toriyama owns it. No matter how much you or I want to, he still owns it. So there.
Vegeta took a slight step back to catch his breath. This battle was a tough one. This enemy was one he had never seen the likes of before. It was harder to beat than Freeza and just as ugly. He was almost unsure that he could win this battle. But he had to. If not just for himself and his royal Saiyan pride, then for the one he held most dear: his mate Bulma.
This evil villain had been bothering Bulma for quite some time now. But today was the day it all stopped.
Ready to continue his struggle, Vegeta moved forward and attacked again. All the enemy did was sit there, almost peacefully, taunting him. Outraged, Vegeta turned Super Saiyan; there was no way he could defeat this enemy without using his Super Saiyan powers. With his blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and golden glow about him he attempted another attack. Grunting, he grabbed hold of the enemy.
"This ends now, scum!" Vegeta yelled confidently.
Then, with a twist of his wrist, the enemy was finally defeated.
"Ha ha!" Vegeta cried triumphantly. "I am victorious once again! And I didn't even need to use a ki blast."
He didn't hear the soft footsteps of his mate, but he heard her voice when she spoke up, "So, Vegeta. Did you finally manage to get that lid off the pickle jar like I asked you to?"
Vegeta snorted, "No sweat. I didn't see why you couldn't open it yourself."
And with that, he left the kitchen.
