Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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Chapter Four; New Levels, And Love
Vegeta collected his thoughts, and then realized that it was two powers, one was blocking the other out. There was one that he knew he would have no problem deafeating in his Super Saiya-jin form, and another who he questioned his chances against. He didn't know what to do. First he began flying toward Bulma, wanting to tell her now just in case, then decided against it, fearing that the power might come near her. He turned around and began following the power itself. It was closer than he had thought.
He ran right outside of his Palace, and saw a large ship. Zarbon was already out there, along with many other minoins. "Lord Vegeta, my scouter exploded.", Zarbon said.
"I know why.", he said, as he saw the two Ice-jins lower from the ship. With his acute vission, he noticed who they were. He had only seen them once at a tournament Frieza had entered him in. They were Frieza's father; King Kold, and his brother; Cooler.
Zarbons eyes weren't as good as his, and he stammered, "L-lord Frieza? Is that you?"
"It's Cooler and Kold, Zarbon. Get your eyes checked. Incase you need to be reminded, Frieza's dead.", Vegeta replied, trying to find out who's power was the stronger one. He assumed Kold, but could never be sure.
"Have you no heart?!", Zarbon yelled, "You should know by now that Lord Frieza's death is a sensitive subject to me! I hope Lord Cooler, and Lord Kold give you exactly what you deserve, Saiya-jin!" Zarbon fled off. Sometimes he seriously questioned Zarbon's...Well, never mind. There were more important things to worry about.
"Vegeta.",Vegeta heard Kold say.
"And just why have you decided to grace me with your presence.", Vegeta said.
"Well, you see, you killed my son a while back, and then just assumed that you could teke over his empire. What you seemed to lookover is that you'll have to fight both of us first. Ice-jin's stick togather.", Kold continued.
"Fine.", Vegeta said, "If I can fry one lizzard, I can fry them all." He began transforming, and hadn't noticed until now, but every tme he'd transformed since that day, it had been somehow different then the first time. Now with Bulma back, he could identify some more facts; such as, he was stronger the first time.
When Kold began coming toward him, he noticed that Kolds power was the weaker one, and yet he had seemed to be doing all the talking. Cooler followed after his father. Kold seemed to be in his first or second form. It was hard to tell without knowing just how tall Kold was. Cooler seemed to be in his final form, the last one he'd seen Frieza in, but he was more powerful than Frieza ever was.
Vegeta powered up again, desperate to reach whatever level of Super Saiya- jin that he had reached that day, but with no results. He just wasn't determined enough. 'Think about Bulma! Think of her pain! Think of your pain!' He tried again. Nothing. He did the only thing he could think of; fired a blast at Kold which left him with the same fate as his younger son. Cooler looked at him.
"You will pay, Saiya-jin. You've made me the last of my race!" Cooler lunged toward Vegeta, and t was all he could do to stay awake through the pain, and throw a few punches himself.
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Bulma sat with fists clenched. She knew what was happening. Vegeta was too busy to block thier telepathy. 'No. I'm going to lose!', Vegeta thought.
'Vegeta, how did you beat him last time?' she sent this not really as a telepathic message, but more as a feeling. She didn't know if she could trick the Saiya-jin mind, but she was going to try.
'Without the pain, my reasons aren't as good. When she died, I expoloded with power that I will never have again, then fell weaker than the lowest of peasants. My heart was shattered, and without that adreniline, I simply can't do it again.'
Bulma could feel his pain, but there were still unanswered questions. Vegeta's neck was being strangled. She cold almost feel the cold hard grip of the enemy on her own neck, there bond was so strong at that moment. 'What happened that day?', she asked.
'I exploded with power, incinerated Frieza, than- Bulma, that's really you. Ask kakarot to tell you the truth about that day when you find him. I'm going to destroy Cooler by any means possible.'
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Vegeta hadn't breathed in over a minute, and his neck and lunges hurt. He began preparing an attack which would destroy them both when he found that Cooler let go. "Your neck was getting mighty hot for some reason.", Cooler said.
Vegeta cancelled the attack. He could still do this. "One question; how did you know Frieza was dead?"
"In the last seconds of his life, he whispered something about being killed now by a cheating Saiya-jin because of a blue-haired woman or something. All I knew is that it had to be you. So me and father trained all that time to kill you.", Cooler replied.
Vegeta wasn't going tobe able to defeat him. He was doomed. Wait! He still had to tell Bulma he loved her. He'd just gotten the perfect inspiration. He felt his mucled bulge, and his hair thicken s he punched Cooler onto the ground. Cooloer got up, smirked, then began powering up. "No.", Vegeta whispered as Cooler transformed. His face looked like a mask with long spikes coming out from the sides, and a grill over his mouth(transformation in Cooler's Revenge). Vegeta felt his head drop. He had no chance. Plain and simple. He was going to die, and so was Bulma, and whatever otherworld she was in would be one too good for him. They would be apart again.
"No!!!", he yelled. There was no chance. They were all going to die. Maybe if he had trained over the past year, they might have the slightest chance, but he had slacked off for the first time in his life, and blew it. Cooler began punching him, and he knew that if he treied to block with his arms, they would break.
'Vegeta...", she thought to him with concern.
'Bulma, I'm afraid that we're all going to die. I am not good enough to join you in the otherworl, so it will be very hard on both of us for a while.' Sorrow overcame him, as he felt something he had only felt a few times in his life; helplessness, and absolute despair.
'Vegeta, even if you can't feel it back, I want you to know that I will always love you.' He could feel her tears again.
"No! I have to win!!!" He felt himself screaming, and powering up. Suddenly, he felt a whole lot stronger.
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Goku looked on at the fight from a window. He had just broken out of that tank thing, and started looking out the window. Vegeta was fighting Frieza agin, which seemed impossible, but there was something different about both of them. Frieza seemed to be in some powerful new form like nothing he had ever experienced, but Vegeta seemed even srtonger. He was in that Super Saiya-jin form, except it was different. His muscles were smaller, ad he was surrounded by lightning.
Goku watched as the fight went on for a few more punches, then Vegeta finished him. Frieza's body fell to the ground, and Vegeta used the last of his energy to dispose of it. Wow! Vegeta was strong!
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Vegeta finished desrtroying Cooler, than flew toward Bulma. He would tell her everything. He powered down on the way. He found her in her room. She looked at him, and both cried and smiled. It was all he could do not to do the same. "Vegeta, will you tell me."
"Yes." He sat down, putting his arm around her, and letting her rest her head on his neck. "I was fighting Frieza. He somehow read my mid while he was grinding my face into the dirt. Ofcoarse they're was only one thing on my mind. He fled toward you, faster than me, and I knew true fear. He tried to shoot you. You probably didn't see it, because it was too fast. I pushed you out of the way of it. When I saw Kakarot crying over you, I stopped fighting, ans went to your side. You were dying. Frieza finished you right before I got to say something to you, and I ascended to unheardof levels to defeat him, and I did, and was happy, until I remembered what was going on. I fell to my kness, feeling too weak to stand, poowered down, and cried."
"Cried?!", Bulma asked, "Exactly what do you mean?"
"I mean I cried. It was uncontrollable. Tears of true sorrow. I must've cried for ten minute strait, when I thought I'd lost you. Right in front of Kakarot, I poured out my soul. The pain in my heart was horrible. I didn't stop crying even when I was in trhe ship with Nappa and Radditz. The pain was too great for me to care about pride anymore."
"Your telling the truth.", she said in disbelief.
"The pain went on for the whole time you were dead, never decreasing. I grew closer to suicide every day, yet I guess deep down, I knew you'd be back. I love you, Bulma. I truely love you."
She cried into his shirt. "I love you too. You'll never know how much."
"Trust me, I do."
They sat there holding eachother like that for longer than either could comprehend.
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From The Author: Thankyou for reading, and please review. This isn't the last chapter. I have a lot farther to go with this story. Thanks!
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Chapter Four; New Levels, And Love
Vegeta collected his thoughts, and then realized that it was two powers, one was blocking the other out. There was one that he knew he would have no problem deafeating in his Super Saiya-jin form, and another who he questioned his chances against. He didn't know what to do. First he began flying toward Bulma, wanting to tell her now just in case, then decided against it, fearing that the power might come near her. He turned around and began following the power itself. It was closer than he had thought.
He ran right outside of his Palace, and saw a large ship. Zarbon was already out there, along with many other minoins. "Lord Vegeta, my scouter exploded.", Zarbon said.
"I know why.", he said, as he saw the two Ice-jins lower from the ship. With his acute vission, he noticed who they were. He had only seen them once at a tournament Frieza had entered him in. They were Frieza's father; King Kold, and his brother; Cooler.
Zarbons eyes weren't as good as his, and he stammered, "L-lord Frieza? Is that you?"
"It's Cooler and Kold, Zarbon. Get your eyes checked. Incase you need to be reminded, Frieza's dead.", Vegeta replied, trying to find out who's power was the stronger one. He assumed Kold, but could never be sure.
"Have you no heart?!", Zarbon yelled, "You should know by now that Lord Frieza's death is a sensitive subject to me! I hope Lord Cooler, and Lord Kold give you exactly what you deserve, Saiya-jin!" Zarbon fled off. Sometimes he seriously questioned Zarbon's...Well, never mind. There were more important things to worry about.
"Vegeta.",Vegeta heard Kold say.
"And just why have you decided to grace me with your presence.", Vegeta said.
"Well, you see, you killed my son a while back, and then just assumed that you could teke over his empire. What you seemed to lookover is that you'll have to fight both of us first. Ice-jin's stick togather.", Kold continued.
"Fine.", Vegeta said, "If I can fry one lizzard, I can fry them all." He began transforming, and hadn't noticed until now, but every tme he'd transformed since that day, it had been somehow different then the first time. Now with Bulma back, he could identify some more facts; such as, he was stronger the first time.
When Kold began coming toward him, he noticed that Kolds power was the weaker one, and yet he had seemed to be doing all the talking. Cooler followed after his father. Kold seemed to be in his first or second form. It was hard to tell without knowing just how tall Kold was. Cooler seemed to be in his final form, the last one he'd seen Frieza in, but he was more powerful than Frieza ever was.
Vegeta powered up again, desperate to reach whatever level of Super Saiya- jin that he had reached that day, but with no results. He just wasn't determined enough. 'Think about Bulma! Think of her pain! Think of your pain!' He tried again. Nothing. He did the only thing he could think of; fired a blast at Kold which left him with the same fate as his younger son. Cooler looked at him.
"You will pay, Saiya-jin. You've made me the last of my race!" Cooler lunged toward Vegeta, and t was all he could do to stay awake through the pain, and throw a few punches himself.
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Bulma sat with fists clenched. She knew what was happening. Vegeta was too busy to block thier telepathy. 'No. I'm going to lose!', Vegeta thought.
'Vegeta, how did you beat him last time?' she sent this not really as a telepathic message, but more as a feeling. She didn't know if she could trick the Saiya-jin mind, but she was going to try.
'Without the pain, my reasons aren't as good. When she died, I expoloded with power that I will never have again, then fell weaker than the lowest of peasants. My heart was shattered, and without that adreniline, I simply can't do it again.'
Bulma could feel his pain, but there were still unanswered questions. Vegeta's neck was being strangled. She cold almost feel the cold hard grip of the enemy on her own neck, there bond was so strong at that moment. 'What happened that day?', she asked.
'I exploded with power, incinerated Frieza, than- Bulma, that's really you. Ask kakarot to tell you the truth about that day when you find him. I'm going to destroy Cooler by any means possible.'
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Vegeta hadn't breathed in over a minute, and his neck and lunges hurt. He began preparing an attack which would destroy them both when he found that Cooler let go. "Your neck was getting mighty hot for some reason.", Cooler said.
Vegeta cancelled the attack. He could still do this. "One question; how did you know Frieza was dead?"
"In the last seconds of his life, he whispered something about being killed now by a cheating Saiya-jin because of a blue-haired woman or something. All I knew is that it had to be you. So me and father trained all that time to kill you.", Cooler replied.
Vegeta wasn't going tobe able to defeat him. He was doomed. Wait! He still had to tell Bulma he loved her. He'd just gotten the perfect inspiration. He felt his mucled bulge, and his hair thicken s he punched Cooler onto the ground. Cooloer got up, smirked, then began powering up. "No.", Vegeta whispered as Cooler transformed. His face looked like a mask with long spikes coming out from the sides, and a grill over his mouth(transformation in Cooler's Revenge). Vegeta felt his head drop. He had no chance. Plain and simple. He was going to die, and so was Bulma, and whatever otherworld she was in would be one too good for him. They would be apart again.
"No!!!", he yelled. There was no chance. They were all going to die. Maybe if he had trained over the past year, they might have the slightest chance, but he had slacked off for the first time in his life, and blew it. Cooler began punching him, and he knew that if he treied to block with his arms, they would break.
'Vegeta...", she thought to him with concern.
'Bulma, I'm afraid that we're all going to die. I am not good enough to join you in the otherworl, so it will be very hard on both of us for a while.' Sorrow overcame him, as he felt something he had only felt a few times in his life; helplessness, and absolute despair.
'Vegeta, even if you can't feel it back, I want you to know that I will always love you.' He could feel her tears again.
"No! I have to win!!!" He felt himself screaming, and powering up. Suddenly, he felt a whole lot stronger.
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Goku looked on at the fight from a window. He had just broken out of that tank thing, and started looking out the window. Vegeta was fighting Frieza agin, which seemed impossible, but there was something different about both of them. Frieza seemed to be in some powerful new form like nothing he had ever experienced, but Vegeta seemed even srtonger. He was in that Super Saiya-jin form, except it was different. His muscles were smaller, ad he was surrounded by lightning.
Goku watched as the fight went on for a few more punches, then Vegeta finished him. Frieza's body fell to the ground, and Vegeta used the last of his energy to dispose of it. Wow! Vegeta was strong!
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Vegeta finished desrtroying Cooler, than flew toward Bulma. He would tell her everything. He powered down on the way. He found her in her room. She looked at him, and both cried and smiled. It was all he could do not to do the same. "Vegeta, will you tell me."
"Yes." He sat down, putting his arm around her, and letting her rest her head on his neck. "I was fighting Frieza. He somehow read my mid while he was grinding my face into the dirt. Ofcoarse they're was only one thing on my mind. He fled toward you, faster than me, and I knew true fear. He tried to shoot you. You probably didn't see it, because it was too fast. I pushed you out of the way of it. When I saw Kakarot crying over you, I stopped fighting, ans went to your side. You were dying. Frieza finished you right before I got to say something to you, and I ascended to unheardof levels to defeat him, and I did, and was happy, until I remembered what was going on. I fell to my kness, feeling too weak to stand, poowered down, and cried."
"Cried?!", Bulma asked, "Exactly what do you mean?"
"I mean I cried. It was uncontrollable. Tears of true sorrow. I must've cried for ten minute strait, when I thought I'd lost you. Right in front of Kakarot, I poured out my soul. The pain in my heart was horrible. I didn't stop crying even when I was in trhe ship with Nappa and Radditz. The pain was too great for me to care about pride anymore."
"Your telling the truth.", she said in disbelief.
"The pain went on for the whole time you were dead, never decreasing. I grew closer to suicide every day, yet I guess deep down, I knew you'd be back. I love you, Bulma. I truely love you."
She cried into his shirt. "I love you too. You'll never know how much."
"Trust me, I do."
They sat there holding eachother like that for longer than either could comprehend.
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From The Author: Thankyou for reading, and please review. This isn't the last chapter. I have a lot farther to go with this story. Thanks!
