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 Five; Weaknesses
Krillin continued to pumble Kakarot, while Vegeta awaited the return of his wife. It had already been a couple of minutes. Where was she?! Kakarot looked like he only had a few more seconds in him before he was done. If Vegeta had to fight, he wouldn't have a chance.
Krillin picked up the limp form of Kakarot my the neck, and tossed him to the side, focusing on Vegeta. "What did you think of that?", Krillin said haughtily, "Well, Vegeta? Tell me why I shouldn't kill you."
"If you think I'm going to start kissing up in an attempt to save my skin, your wrong. Your a Saiyan now. That means that I am your superior, and I will not bow to you even if it costs me my life.", Vegeta said, powering up.
"Is that so? You really are the stuck-up little high-class Baka, aren't you, Vegeta?", Krillin said, "Incase you haven't already noticed, I've just easily beaten two people who you've previously lost against."
"Two?!"
"Goku, and Andriod Eighteen, or did you forget the time you got your ribs crunched by my wife?"
"Some husband you are. This really proves something about your relationship.", Vegeta said, wanting to stall.
"What?"
"That there never was one. A true Saiyan bond could prevail through anything; anger, possession, or anything else. This shows that she means nothing to you."
"Shut your mouth while you still have one, Vegeta! Wait. Now that I think about it, your right."
"You really are the postor child for Saiyan steriotypes. Do you know that? Hmpf. No wonder you can no longer control yourself. You have no will power. You carry out all your actions based on hormones, and sircumstances. You are pathetic.", Vegeta said. 'Oh, great stalling!', he thought to himself.
"JUST DIE!!!!", Krillin yelled, as he lunged toward Vegeta, and began punching him. The blows were very effective, nothing that Vegeta could gaurd against, let alone fight back to.
Vegeta felt the energy of his deceased wife return to this dimention. It shouldn't be long now.
'Vegeta, it should take me about a minute to get there, ok?', he heard Bulma's voice say inside his head.
'Oh, great.', Vegeta thought back to her.
So, there he was, getting pumbled by someone he hadn't a chance against, not fighting back, but being the key to stalling for about one minute. 'Now what does this remind me of?', Vegeta thought sarcastically to himself.
After what felt like an hour of pain, Vegeta was laying on the ground, unable to move. Krillin stood over him, with a blade of ki which looked surprizingly like a sword. 'Now what does THIS remind me of?!', he thought, sarcastic even though he was about to die.
"You know, Vegeta, I've always wondered what life would've been like if I had just finished you the first time. Sure Trunks would never have come from the future to war us of the androids, but without all of that trouble with Frieza which was caused completely by you, would we have even needed him?"
"If I never sent Raddits to earth, Kakarot would still have had a power level of three or four hundred when the androids attacked. Think about it.", Vegeta said painfully.
"You never know when to shut up, do you? Well, it's your turn to die now.", Krillin said, bringing the blade very close to his throte, "Goodbye, Vegeta." The blade started to sink slowly into his skin, before Krillin fell limp on top of him. He pushed him off to see Bulma holding onto his tail.
"He had built up no resistence at all to tail grabbing. Moron. He didn't even have it rapped around his waiste.", Vegeta said.
"Hi.", said Bulma, "How's life?"
"I assure you, your not missing anything.", he said with a smirk, wiping away some blood that was gushing from his neck.
"You alright?", she asked.
"Sure. He didn't even hit my throte. I'll be healed in a matter of days. How long do you have?", he asked her.
"A couple of days."
He nodded. "Well, what should we do with him?"
"I suggest going to Namek, and wishing him back to his old self.", Bulma said, "I have a ship that can get us there in a few hours."
"When did you build a ship like that?", Vegeta asked.
"In my spare time.", she replied, "Let's go." She handed Krillins tail to Vegeta.
He took the tail in one, and hosted Krillin over his shoulder with the other. "Hay. Didn't you make something like a regeneration tank before you- ...about thirty years ago?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Does it have a mode that keeps someone unconcious?"
"Ofcoarse. Good idea." she said with a smile.
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Chapter Five; Weaknesses
Krillin continued to pumble Kakarot, while Vegeta awaited the return of his wife. It had already been a couple of minutes. Where was she?! Kakarot looked like he only had a few more seconds in him before he was done. If Vegeta had to fight, he wouldn't have a chance.
Krillin picked up the limp form of Kakarot my the neck, and tossed him to the side, focusing on Vegeta. "What did you think of that?", Krillin said haughtily, "Well, Vegeta? Tell me why I shouldn't kill you."
"If you think I'm going to start kissing up in an attempt to save my skin, your wrong. Your a Saiyan now. That means that I am your superior, and I will not bow to you even if it costs me my life.", Vegeta said, powering up.
"Is that so? You really are the stuck-up little high-class Baka, aren't you, Vegeta?", Krillin said, "Incase you haven't already noticed, I've just easily beaten two people who you've previously lost against."
"Two?!"
"Goku, and Andriod Eighteen, or did you forget the time you got your ribs crunched by my wife?"
"Some husband you are. This really proves something about your relationship.", Vegeta said, wanting to stall.
"What?"
"That there never was one. A true Saiyan bond could prevail through anything; anger, possession, or anything else. This shows that she means nothing to you."
"Shut your mouth while you still have one, Vegeta! Wait. Now that I think about it, your right."
"You really are the postor child for Saiyan steriotypes. Do you know that? Hmpf. No wonder you can no longer control yourself. You have no will power. You carry out all your actions based on hormones, and sircumstances. You are pathetic.", Vegeta said. 'Oh, great stalling!', he thought to himself.
"JUST DIE!!!!", Krillin yelled, as he lunged toward Vegeta, and began punching him. The blows were very effective, nothing that Vegeta could gaurd against, let alone fight back to.
Vegeta felt the energy of his deceased wife return to this dimention. It shouldn't be long now.
'Vegeta, it should take me about a minute to get there, ok?', he heard Bulma's voice say inside his head.
'Oh, great.', Vegeta thought back to her.
So, there he was, getting pumbled by someone he hadn't a chance against, not fighting back, but being the key to stalling for about one minute. 'Now what does this remind me of?', Vegeta thought sarcastically to himself.
After what felt like an hour of pain, Vegeta was laying on the ground, unable to move. Krillin stood over him, with a blade of ki which looked surprizingly like a sword. 'Now what does THIS remind me of?!', he thought, sarcastic even though he was about to die.
"You know, Vegeta, I've always wondered what life would've been like if I had just finished you the first time. Sure Trunks would never have come from the future to war us of the androids, but without all of that trouble with Frieza which was caused completely by you, would we have even needed him?"
"If I never sent Raddits to earth, Kakarot would still have had a power level of three or four hundred when the androids attacked. Think about it.", Vegeta said painfully.
"You never know when to shut up, do you? Well, it's your turn to die now.", Krillin said, bringing the blade very close to his throte, "Goodbye, Vegeta." The blade started to sink slowly into his skin, before Krillin fell limp on top of him. He pushed him off to see Bulma holding onto his tail.
"He had built up no resistence at all to tail grabbing. Moron. He didn't even have it rapped around his waiste.", Vegeta said.
"Hi.", said Bulma, "How's life?"
"I assure you, your not missing anything.", he said with a smirk, wiping away some blood that was gushing from his neck.
"You alright?", she asked.
"Sure. He didn't even hit my throte. I'll be healed in a matter of days. How long do you have?", he asked her.
"A couple of days."
He nodded. "Well, what should we do with him?"
"I suggest going to Namek, and wishing him back to his old self.", Bulma said, "I have a ship that can get us there in a few hours."
"When did you build a ship like that?", Vegeta asked.
"In my spare time.", she replied, "Let's go." She handed Krillins tail to Vegeta.
He took the tail in one, and hosted Krillin over his shoulder with the other. "Hay. Didn't you make something like a regeneration tank before you- ...about thirty years ago?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Does it have a mode that keeps someone unconcious?"
"Ofcoarse. Good idea." she said with a smile.