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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From The Author: Sorry. I'm so sorry about not updating for a few days. I have been having trouble finding inspiration agin, but I will continue now. So, here it is!
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Chapter Six; A Hidden Curse
Kakarot had been taken to a hospital, and been put under the care of the grandson of the doctor who had treated him after his first battle with Vegeta. He was just as bad, if not in worse shape than he had been after that fight.
Vegeta and Bulma had made an awkward trip to Namek togather, not having seen eachother for a long time, and wished Krillin back to a human in his prime. Vegeta had been against giving him his strength back, but ofcoarse Bulma was able to talk him into it.
They were now back on earth. They let Krillin out of the tank.
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Krillin opened his eyes to see Bulma and Vegeta standing over him. He was soaking wet, and didn't remember anything past...he wasn't sure exactly when his memory had cut off, but he had no idea what he was doing in a regeneration tank.
"Hay, Vegeta, what's up?", he asked rubbing his head.
"Why don't you tell me, 'Mr. Super Saiyan Five'?", Vegeta said.
"Wha-?", he suddenly remembered. "Oh, my god. Vegeta, I'm so sorry. I had no control over myself! Is Goku okay?!"
"He's fine, Krillin. He'll just be in bed for awhile.", Vegeta replied.
"Are you alright?", he asked, seeing Vegeta's various bruses, and slit throat.
"Let me put it this way; I'm in a lot better shape than Kakarot." Vegeta glared at him. "Leave before I change my mind about letting this pass, Krillin!", Vegeta said sternly, almost yelling. Krillin sped off. Wait. He was flying. His spine was still healed, and he felt young again. After all that, Vegeta had givin him his youth back?! He promised himself that he would never bad-mouth the guy again.
He went home, and looked at his youthful form in the mirror. He would have to apologize to everyone; Goku, Eighteen. Wait! Where was Eighteen?! He remembered hitting her very hard, and not caring what happened to her. He cared now! She had no ki for him to sense, because she was an android, and he had no bond to help him find her, because he wasn't a Saiyan, but he was determined.
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Two days later...
Krillin was still in mid-search, and saw something in the distance. He rushed over, and saw that it was Eighteen, laying on the ground without movement. "Eighteen...Please, no.", he whimpered, "Please don't leave me." Her head was split open, and the combination of smashed mechanics and dried blood was even more chilling than either alone. "Why was I so stupid?", he asked himself with tears in his eyes, "Why couldn't I have just accepted the fact that everyone gets old sometime? I don't want my life back if I can't share it with you.", he continued.
Another thought crossed his mind then; even his daughter was twenty years older than him now. He realized then that longlivity might just be a curse, that people had to die so there could be more life, and most importantly, that it was un-natural for a parent to live to see thier child's death. He couldn't take it anymore. He flew toward the only solutioon to all of this.
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Bulma stood before Vegeta, having just found out that she had only minutes left before her return to the afterlife. He sat in a chair on the back porch, ignoring her.
"Vegeta..."
"What?", he asked, still not looking at her.
"You know, I'm leaving soon."
"So?", he asked without feeling.
"So, do you have anything to say?"
"Like what?"
"Well, maybe goodbye?"
He still hadn't looked at her. "Fine. Goodbye.", he said.
"Oh, come on, just look at me."
"I've seen you enough in my life, Woman!", he yelled.
Baba appeared on thier lawn. "It's time.", she said.
"Vegeta, I'm leaving now."
"Yep.", he replied.
"Vegeta...!"
"Fine." They walked out to the middle of the lawn. "Goodbye, Woman.", he said, looking at the ground.
"Goodbye, Vegeta.", she said, as she lifted into the air.
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Krillin flew up to Capsule Corp, and saw Bulma lifting into the next dimention as Vegeta staired at the ground. As he came closer, he thought he saw a glimmer in the corner of the Saiyan's eye. Could it be?!...Nah. Impossible. Oh, Kami, what was he thinking. Trying to take the easy way out while Vegeta said goodbye to his wife, doomed to hundreds of years more without her.
A long lifespan WAS a curse; one that he had doomed himself to. He Didn't have the heart to ask Vegeta to help him with this now. Asking Vegeta to help him attain the thing that Vegeta no doupt wanted most at this moment; a quicker death, would just be wrong. He started to turn around, then felt more tears fall from his eyes. Maybe Vegeta could take it, but he couldn't. He flew toward the Saiyan prince.
"Vegeta, I know this sounds weak, and pathetic, but if you have any mercy in your heart, which I know you do, you will-"
"End your life in an honorable battle so you won't have to feel the pain anymore?", Vegeta finished for him, "Sure. And your right; that is weak."
"I know, but I can't take it anymore.", Krillin said, ashamed.
"As long as you understand that what you did was not only wrong, but stupid, and a wasted wish."
"I do. Please."
Vegeta nodded, and with a few punches, and one ki blast, Krillin was laying on the ground within seconds of his death.
"Thanks Vegeta.", Krillin said, with his last breath.
"No problem queball.", Vegeta replied, smirking, but still looking very lonely. The last thing Krillin ever saw was the last Saiyan prince walking alone into the night.
THE END
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From The Author: Another story completed! I know that it had a little to do with Vegeta near the very end. Sorry, but he's still my favorite character. A had to give him a fairly inportant role or this story wouldn't be that great to me. Again, I'm sorry that it was sad, but that's the way I write. My sad endings aren't that sad, though. They all have a happy side to them too; some kind of inner beauty. Well anyway, I hope you liked it! Please review!
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From The Author: Sorry. I'm so sorry about not updating for a few days. I have been having trouble finding inspiration agin, but I will continue now. So, here it is!
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Chapter Six; A Hidden Curse
Kakarot had been taken to a hospital, and been put under the care of the grandson of the doctor who had treated him after his first battle with Vegeta. He was just as bad, if not in worse shape than he had been after that fight.
Vegeta and Bulma had made an awkward trip to Namek togather, not having seen eachother for a long time, and wished Krillin back to a human in his prime. Vegeta had been against giving him his strength back, but ofcoarse Bulma was able to talk him into it.
They were now back on earth. They let Krillin out of the tank.
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Krillin opened his eyes to see Bulma and Vegeta standing over him. He was soaking wet, and didn't remember anything past...he wasn't sure exactly when his memory had cut off, but he had no idea what he was doing in a regeneration tank.
"Hay, Vegeta, what's up?", he asked rubbing his head.
"Why don't you tell me, 'Mr. Super Saiyan Five'?", Vegeta said.
"Wha-?", he suddenly remembered. "Oh, my god. Vegeta, I'm so sorry. I had no control over myself! Is Goku okay?!"
"He's fine, Krillin. He'll just be in bed for awhile.", Vegeta replied.
"Are you alright?", he asked, seeing Vegeta's various bruses, and slit throat.
"Let me put it this way; I'm in a lot better shape than Kakarot." Vegeta glared at him. "Leave before I change my mind about letting this pass, Krillin!", Vegeta said sternly, almost yelling. Krillin sped off. Wait. He was flying. His spine was still healed, and he felt young again. After all that, Vegeta had givin him his youth back?! He promised himself that he would never bad-mouth the guy again.
He went home, and looked at his youthful form in the mirror. He would have to apologize to everyone; Goku, Eighteen. Wait! Where was Eighteen?! He remembered hitting her very hard, and not caring what happened to her. He cared now! She had no ki for him to sense, because she was an android, and he had no bond to help him find her, because he wasn't a Saiyan, but he was determined.
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Two days later...
Krillin was still in mid-search, and saw something in the distance. He rushed over, and saw that it was Eighteen, laying on the ground without movement. "Eighteen...Please, no.", he whimpered, "Please don't leave me." Her head was split open, and the combination of smashed mechanics and dried blood was even more chilling than either alone. "Why was I so stupid?", he asked himself with tears in his eyes, "Why couldn't I have just accepted the fact that everyone gets old sometime? I don't want my life back if I can't share it with you.", he continued.
Another thought crossed his mind then; even his daughter was twenty years older than him now. He realized then that longlivity might just be a curse, that people had to die so there could be more life, and most importantly, that it was un-natural for a parent to live to see thier child's death. He couldn't take it anymore. He flew toward the only solutioon to all of this.
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Bulma stood before Vegeta, having just found out that she had only minutes left before her return to the afterlife. He sat in a chair on the back porch, ignoring her.
"Vegeta..."
"What?", he asked, still not looking at her.
"You know, I'm leaving soon."
"So?", he asked without feeling.
"So, do you have anything to say?"
"Like what?"
"Well, maybe goodbye?"
He still hadn't looked at her. "Fine. Goodbye.", he said.
"Oh, come on, just look at me."
"I've seen you enough in my life, Woman!", he yelled.
Baba appeared on thier lawn. "It's time.", she said.
"Vegeta, I'm leaving now."
"Yep.", he replied.
"Vegeta...!"
"Fine." They walked out to the middle of the lawn. "Goodbye, Woman.", he said, looking at the ground.
"Goodbye, Vegeta.", she said, as she lifted into the air.
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Krillin flew up to Capsule Corp, and saw Bulma lifting into the next dimention as Vegeta staired at the ground. As he came closer, he thought he saw a glimmer in the corner of the Saiyan's eye. Could it be?!...Nah. Impossible. Oh, Kami, what was he thinking. Trying to take the easy way out while Vegeta said goodbye to his wife, doomed to hundreds of years more without her.
A long lifespan WAS a curse; one that he had doomed himself to. He Didn't have the heart to ask Vegeta to help him with this now. Asking Vegeta to help him attain the thing that Vegeta no doupt wanted most at this moment; a quicker death, would just be wrong. He started to turn around, then felt more tears fall from his eyes. Maybe Vegeta could take it, but he couldn't. He flew toward the Saiyan prince.
"Vegeta, I know this sounds weak, and pathetic, but if you have any mercy in your heart, which I know you do, you will-"
"End your life in an honorable battle so you won't have to feel the pain anymore?", Vegeta finished for him, "Sure. And your right; that is weak."
"I know, but I can't take it anymore.", Krillin said, ashamed.
"As long as you understand that what you did was not only wrong, but stupid, and a wasted wish."
"I do. Please."
Vegeta nodded, and with a few punches, and one ki blast, Krillin was laying on the ground within seconds of his death.
"Thanks Vegeta.", Krillin said, with his last breath.
"No problem queball.", Vegeta replied, smirking, but still looking very lonely. The last thing Krillin ever saw was the last Saiyan prince walking alone into the night.
THE END
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From The Author: Another story completed! I know that it had a little to do with Vegeta near the very end. Sorry, but he's still my favorite character. A had to give him a fairly inportant role or this story wouldn't be that great to me. Again, I'm sorry that it was sad, but that's the way I write. My sad endings aren't that sad, though. They all have a happy side to them too; some kind of inner beauty. Well anyway, I hope you liked it! Please review!