Princess Vegeta
Chapter Five. Ascension, Hate and Love Blossom.
She left for the wilderness, to place where she was born. She trained even harder than her mother had done all of those many years ago. She trained in the harsh and relentless and untamed wilderness of Vegeta without any clothes. She blasted herself, attacked herself, beat herself down in more ways than anyone would ever care to imagine, and all for the sake of making herself stronger.
A desire entered her head in order to put the entire Saiyajin race to shame. She wanted to become a Super Saiyajin, powerful FEMALE Super Saiyajin. She had never really believed the stories, but she was determined to show everyone that she was very well powerful enough to be a legendary Super Saiyajin.
After months of training, she decided that she was fully prepared to kill her former playmate. She chose to enter the palace at night and slip into his bedroom and silently assassinate him. She decided this not because of cowardice, but because she didn't want the annoying hassle of the guards that she would probably have to kill to get to him. Of course, she wouldn't kill him on the first night. There were far too many rooms in the palace and any one of them could be the King's bedroom.
Come the third night, the Saiyajin woman had found his room. She crept in cautiously. There he was, laying in his bed fast asleep and alone. "Heh, pathetic tree hair. Sleeping so peacefully and alone. No sweet dreams of a glorious battle and no proud Saiyajin woman at your bedside. Not that anyone would want such an annoying and weak tree head. Soon, very soon old friend, you won't have to worry about being called tree hair anymore. Very soon...you will be dead.", she commented. She heard footsteps out in the hall and quitely slipped outside.
When nightfall came, she returned to finish the task at hand. Having lived with the Jinko, her ears had grown sensitive to sound, so she was able to approximate where the guards were. Once more she crept into the King's bed chamber. "Heh, heh, he. Asleep so sound I see, dear Supi. Soon my friend, you will sleep and never wake.", she smirked. She crept closer to his bed and leaned her face next to his. "Supi dear," she whispered into his ear, "I'm coming to kill you." The Saiyajin rolled over to his other side. "I am going to kill you dear Suppi...I suggest you wake up and die like a real Saiyajin.", she growled slightly and prepared a blast of ki. She looked at him still sleeping soundly. She stopped her attack with a reluctant sigh. "No...no...not yet. Not yet. I need you to be afraid...afraid of me...afraid of death." The Saiyajin slipped out the window, purposely leaving it open for all to see.
The following night she threw caution into the wind. She wanted to be heard...and feared. She stomped into the Saiyajin King's room, but was unnoticed. She continued this night after night desperately trying to be noticed yet without being caught. It was to no avail. Not receiving the fear she had craved, she finally decided to end it all and kill the false king.
One last time, she crept into the Saiyajin's bedroom. She approached his bed and bent over and gave him a mocking kiss of death. "Supi dear...wake up...it's time for you to die.", she whispered into his ear. She looked at him for a moment. He looked as peaceful as a baby sleeping. It was repulsive! Yet...something inside of her found it to be cute, thus disgusting her further. "Supinichi! I DEMAND that you wake up and prepare to DIE!", she spoke louder, but the sleeping Saiyajin sill did not wake. Furious, she started to power up an energy blast, but seeing how peaceful he was sleeping, she put it away and made one last attempt to wake him.
She rolled him over to his back and loomed over him with vengence on her mind. "Supi dear, I suggest you wake up and die like a real Saiyajin.", she growled and clinched her fists. She waited a few moments then unclinched one and readies it to slap him awake. She raised it up and started to move towards his cheek, but it never got there. At first she thought she had grown soft and was sparing her friend. However, when she turned to look at it, she saw that his hand had grabbed it. The next thing she knew, she was pinned on the floor by the Saiyajin.
"Who the?! What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?!", the Saiyajin demanded quite awake. "I'm here to kill you, but it's no fun when you're sleeping to do it.", she replied coldly. They immediately wrestled on the floor. "You've gotten a little better since we last wrestled like this.", she complimented him and squeezed him into a bear hug. The Saiyajin King merely growled. "I...I...feel...so...warm.", she commented softly against her will and closed her eyes as her grip loosened. Shocked by such gentle words, Supinichi backed away from her.
There she lay on the floor, as if she had fallen asleep during the battle. "Woman! You've come to kill me! Don't fall asleep in the middle of battle!", he protested. He walked back towards her to kick her, but she quickly stood up and looked down at him. She suddenly turned her gaze away, blushing. "What, what, why do you turn your back to me?!" "What...what....what are you wearing?!", she awkwardly asked. King Vegeta looked down at himself and his boxors. "Undergarments! You've seen undergarments before, haven't you?!" "Of course I have! But why would you wear them to bed?!" "What, should I be wearing a full set of clothes to bed then?", he mocked. "You should wear nothing to bed!" "Yah, and like you do?" "Of course I do!"
The Saiyajin King looked her over as her specially made Saiyajin armor glimmered with the starlight. He slowly approached her with caution. "Who are you?", he inquired. "I'm Vegeta...Princess Vegeta.", she spoke simply. The King laughed lightly inspite of himself and soon found his arms wrapped around her. He hadn't seen nor faced anyone quite like her before. Her frame seemed delicate and weak at first glance, a very odd frame for any Saiyajin, but yet she was swift and strong, an oxymoron to her appearance. Even her skin felt soft as he laid his hand to touch it and her short spikey hair smelt of the wilderness.
"I would appreciate it kindly if you stopped fondling my breasts." Shocked at the comment, King Vegeta pulled away from her looking at his hands which weren't fondling her breasts at all. She spun around and kicked at him, but he managed to catch her leg. "Oh, now you're going to caress my leg and thight?", she asked mockingly. "Uh...if you don't mind.", the Saiyajin heard himself say then quickly slapped himself quiet. "First you steal my throne and now you make some pathetic attempt to steal my heart!" "Why the arrogant self....." "Oh just shut up!" Enraged, the Saiyajin grabbed her, and at the same time, kissed her deeply on the lips.
She pushed away from him and stepped back with a confused and almost frightened look on her face. The Saiyajin King himself was a bit shocked. "How DARE you kiss me, you tree hair!" "Oh yah, do you want me to kiss you again, you little female mutt?!", he threatened her. She stormed up to him glaring and tail twitching. She grabbed him in a warm bear hug and pressed her lips up against his. His mustache tickled her slightly. After the kiss, she rested her head on his shoulder and he awkwardly wrapped his arms around her. "I feel...so...odd. A Saiyajin should never feel like this. I...I...I can't kill you. I...I...I....."
Chapter Five. Ascension, Hate and Love Blossom.
She left for the wilderness, to place where she was born. She trained even harder than her mother had done all of those many years ago. She trained in the harsh and relentless and untamed wilderness of Vegeta without any clothes. She blasted herself, attacked herself, beat herself down in more ways than anyone would ever care to imagine, and all for the sake of making herself stronger.
A desire entered her head in order to put the entire Saiyajin race to shame. She wanted to become a Super Saiyajin, powerful FEMALE Super Saiyajin. She had never really believed the stories, but she was determined to show everyone that she was very well powerful enough to be a legendary Super Saiyajin.
After months of training, she decided that she was fully prepared to kill her former playmate. She chose to enter the palace at night and slip into his bedroom and silently assassinate him. She decided this not because of cowardice, but because she didn't want the annoying hassle of the guards that she would probably have to kill to get to him. Of course, she wouldn't kill him on the first night. There were far too many rooms in the palace and any one of them could be the King's bedroom.
Come the third night, the Saiyajin woman had found his room. She crept in cautiously. There he was, laying in his bed fast asleep and alone. "Heh, pathetic tree hair. Sleeping so peacefully and alone. No sweet dreams of a glorious battle and no proud Saiyajin woman at your bedside. Not that anyone would want such an annoying and weak tree head. Soon, very soon old friend, you won't have to worry about being called tree hair anymore. Very soon...you will be dead.", she commented. She heard footsteps out in the hall and quitely slipped outside.
When nightfall came, she returned to finish the task at hand. Having lived with the Jinko, her ears had grown sensitive to sound, so she was able to approximate where the guards were. Once more she crept into the King's bed chamber. "Heh, heh, he. Asleep so sound I see, dear Supi. Soon my friend, you will sleep and never wake.", she smirked. She crept closer to his bed and leaned her face next to his. "Supi dear," she whispered into his ear, "I'm coming to kill you." The Saiyajin rolled over to his other side. "I am going to kill you dear Suppi...I suggest you wake up and die like a real Saiyajin.", she growled slightly and prepared a blast of ki. She looked at him still sleeping soundly. She stopped her attack with a reluctant sigh. "No...no...not yet. Not yet. I need you to be afraid...afraid of me...afraid of death." The Saiyajin slipped out the window, purposely leaving it open for all to see.
The following night she threw caution into the wind. She wanted to be heard...and feared. She stomped into the Saiyajin King's room, but was unnoticed. She continued this night after night desperately trying to be noticed yet without being caught. It was to no avail. Not receiving the fear she had craved, she finally decided to end it all and kill the false king.
One last time, she crept into the Saiyajin's bedroom. She approached his bed and bent over and gave him a mocking kiss of death. "Supi dear...wake up...it's time for you to die.", she whispered into his ear. She looked at him for a moment. He looked as peaceful as a baby sleeping. It was repulsive! Yet...something inside of her found it to be cute, thus disgusting her further. "Supinichi! I DEMAND that you wake up and prepare to DIE!", she spoke louder, but the sleeping Saiyajin sill did not wake. Furious, she started to power up an energy blast, but seeing how peaceful he was sleeping, she put it away and made one last attempt to wake him.
She rolled him over to his back and loomed over him with vengence on her mind. "Supi dear, I suggest you wake up and die like a real Saiyajin.", she growled and clinched her fists. She waited a few moments then unclinched one and readies it to slap him awake. She raised it up and started to move towards his cheek, but it never got there. At first she thought she had grown soft and was sparing her friend. However, when she turned to look at it, she saw that his hand had grabbed it. The next thing she knew, she was pinned on the floor by the Saiyajin.
"Who the?! What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?!", the Saiyajin demanded quite awake. "I'm here to kill you, but it's no fun when you're sleeping to do it.", she replied coldly. They immediately wrestled on the floor. "You've gotten a little better since we last wrestled like this.", she complimented him and squeezed him into a bear hug. The Saiyajin King merely growled. "I...I...feel...so...warm.", she commented softly against her will and closed her eyes as her grip loosened. Shocked by such gentle words, Supinichi backed away from her.
There she lay on the floor, as if she had fallen asleep during the battle. "Woman! You've come to kill me! Don't fall asleep in the middle of battle!", he protested. He walked back towards her to kick her, but she quickly stood up and looked down at him. She suddenly turned her gaze away, blushing. "What, what, why do you turn your back to me?!" "What...what....what are you wearing?!", she awkwardly asked. King Vegeta looked down at himself and his boxors. "Undergarments! You've seen undergarments before, haven't you?!" "Of course I have! But why would you wear them to bed?!" "What, should I be wearing a full set of clothes to bed then?", he mocked. "You should wear nothing to bed!" "Yah, and like you do?" "Of course I do!"
The Saiyajin King looked her over as her specially made Saiyajin armor glimmered with the starlight. He slowly approached her with caution. "Who are you?", he inquired. "I'm Vegeta...Princess Vegeta.", she spoke simply. The King laughed lightly inspite of himself and soon found his arms wrapped around her. He hadn't seen nor faced anyone quite like her before. Her frame seemed delicate and weak at first glance, a very odd frame for any Saiyajin, but yet she was swift and strong, an oxymoron to her appearance. Even her skin felt soft as he laid his hand to touch it and her short spikey hair smelt of the wilderness.
"I would appreciate it kindly if you stopped fondling my breasts." Shocked at the comment, King Vegeta pulled away from her looking at his hands which weren't fondling her breasts at all. She spun around and kicked at him, but he managed to catch her leg. "Oh, now you're going to caress my leg and thight?", she asked mockingly. "Uh...if you don't mind.", the Saiyajin heard himself say then quickly slapped himself quiet. "First you steal my throne and now you make some pathetic attempt to steal my heart!" "Why the arrogant self....." "Oh just shut up!" Enraged, the Saiyajin grabbed her, and at the same time, kissed her deeply on the lips.
She pushed away from him and stepped back with a confused and almost frightened look on her face. The Saiyajin King himself was a bit shocked. "How DARE you kiss me, you tree hair!" "Oh yah, do you want me to kiss you again, you little female mutt?!", he threatened her. She stormed up to him glaring and tail twitching. She grabbed him in a warm bear hug and pressed her lips up against his. His mustache tickled her slightly. After the kiss, she rested her head on his shoulder and he awkwardly wrapped his arms around her. "I feel...so...odd. A Saiyajin should never feel like this. I...I...I can't kill you. I...I...I....."