Hey, I got this one done pretty fast, I had some time while my mom was filling out this application for a new job, I had voted for myself to stay in the car, it took her only one and a half hours. Any ways, I tried to get emotional in this chapter, let me know how I did.
Return of the Prince
Trunks pulled his hand from the large metal machine, then his other. He pushed off and pulled out his body and legs. Finally he ripped his head from the mechanized monster and stumbled back. He looked at the machine to find a perfect imprint of himself in the side of it, the only part left. He peered into the other end to find that his head had smashed the motor completely in. "Well, teach not to fight with a saiyan head. Wonder how Gohan and Dad are?" He slowly walked out into the barren ruined city. He stopped and felt something against his back. "Huh." He tried to see what it was but found it almost impossible, he grabbed the sleeve and pulled it clear off. He know he didn't tear it, and then he saw the scorch marks, the back of his jacket had been burnt completely off, he slipped the other sleeve off and continued to walk.
As he picked himself from the rubble cascaded around him, Vegeta pulled his head up as small rocks and dust fell from his hair. Gohan had shaken off the effects of the blast only a moment earlier. Their clothes were torn and scorched, Vegeta's armor was about gone, chipped and burnt straight through and Gohan's orange outfit had been burnt more than anything. They flew into the air, off to find Trunks, only to see nothing, the entire city had been blown to pieces by the blast, only small crumbling walls and rubble was left. And the only people weren't exactly wholesome.
Gohan and Vegeta found Trunks wondering about on the ground and yelled to him, he looked up and jumped into the air.
"Hey guys, how'd the fight go?" He asked, wishing he had gotten a piece of the action.
"O.k., until Veggiehead here blew his top, and the entire city." Gohan said sarcastically.
"Well if you had done you're half of the work then I would have been able to stay up." Vegeta quickly remarked back. Gohan just rolled his eyes into the back of his head, then they went a little to far until all you could see was the red vessels on the back of his eyes, he wobbled off balance until he fell back from not being able to see, he quickly recovered after the ground knocked his eyes back to normal.
"Well, I guess you can do something right." Vegeta said turning to Trunks after just shaking his head at Gohan's stupidity.
"What do you mean?"
"We're here aren't we, that means you destroyed that tube."
"Yeah, uh, well, I found it and then I was kinda thrown into it."
"By what, don't tell me those fifth class excuses of saiyans caught up to you."
"No, I must have found it at about the same time that you went super, because, I was forced into it by an enormous blast."
"So actually I saved the day, ha ha ha." Vegeta Said jutting out his chest in pride.
"Not really." Gohan said floating past Vegeta and simply tapping him on the back. He looked out over the city and wondered if the same fate had fallen about on the planet he swore to his father that he would protect.
"Gohan, are you o.k.?" Trunks asked him after as seemingly long pause.
"Yeah, it's just, we have no clue how thick that dome is, how far out it goes, it may have destroyed our one and only mode of transportation."
"Who cares, good riddance if it did, we can just take pods from the launch bay. It's on the other side of the planet. You can be as pathetic as Kakarot sometimes."
"What did you say?" Gohan whipped around and struck Vegeta with sudden fists. He took Vegeta off guard, as soon as he regained himself he began to block more and more of Gohan's punches.
"You may have his weak sensitive side, nut you also have the strength of a true Saiyan." Gohan calmed down and looked forward.
"Alright, we should concentrate on the task on hand." Gohan suddenly burst to Super Saiyan two and delivered a hard punch to Vegeta's chin that sent him flying back, back, back, before hitting a giant pile of rubble. "Now that's out of the way we should get out of here."
The two took off and were shortly caught up with by Vegeta who could be heard screaming curses from miles back. The three of them stopped short as they all heard a loud groaning from the ground. They spotted a small figure lying on the ground and flew down. They discovered the Saiyan king missing one leg and part of the left side of his body. They delicately propped him against a wall.
"Vegeta, it really is you, as my life flashes before me your childhood is recaptured and you are truly my son. Please take my place at the throne of the saiyans, do not allow our race to fail, again." As he spoke he began to cough, harder and harder until blood was nearly spewing up from his throat. Vegeta couldn't look at his father, he was partially disgraced by what the saiyans had become, he walked past the other two standing behind him. "Please, end my suffering, do no allow me to go on like this." Gohan couldn't bear to kill a man like this, before the edge by 16 he didn't want to kill Cell, how could he do this, Trunks couldn't even bear to look at his respective Grandfather, let alone kill him. Suddenly the wall that he was leaning and the king were disintegrated by a blast that emanated from behind, they both slowly turned to see Vegeta with his palm flat out to where his father once was.
"When a Saiyan King tells you to do something you do it." Vegeta said, choking on his words. Trunks and Gohan thought that they saw tears beginning to well up in his eyes, they could not be sure because he quickly blinked whatever it was away.
They flew for hours, completely silent, the two in back just staring and thinking of what had just happened with Vegeta. They believed that a new side of him was truly beginning to show itself. The statement he made before his attempt to kill Buu was killed by his pride, but the rest of them thought that he was truly becoming one of the good guys, one that could continue and hold up truth and justice. Vegeta was changed.
How was that, please review. Oh and I have two polls for anyone to answer:
What do you think Trunks hair would look better as:
A) His natural purplish color.
B) A black, like everyone else
And, on a slightly different note, if you have played the Dance Dance Revolution games, let me know how you like em', I love em'.
