Hey everyone..wow. I just found fanfiction.net again after being away for *counts fingers* a looooong time. Months... But I am back for good^^ Haha, I hope you, my faithful readers from..a looong time ago, and my new readers (if I get any-haha) enjoy this latest installment of SHE WEPT TEARS.
SHE WEPT TEARS Ch.9~A Saiyan's Pride
Gohan stepped closer to his dad. "Uh.. Dad? I think.. i'm sensing too much power from that...Master Sven creature...."
Goku nodded with a grimace. "Yes, I know. This...is by far the hardest creature we have ever had to fight. Harder even than Majin Buu...But, I know one thing for sure. We will do our best..and if it's not good enough, then..."
"We will NOT lose.." Vegeta spat out, losing his temper. "Got that, Kakkarot?!! He almost..stole..my..wife!!! He..he...!!!" Vegeta couldn't think of a word to describe this creature who called himself Master Sven. Who had almost destroyed what took Vegeta spent a life-time achieving. His life...and his love. "No..more.." Vegeta gritted his teeth, and flew straight at Sven, in SuperSaiyan2 mode.
Sven, taken unaware, hurtled through the air into the smooth white wall behind him. He regained his composure quickly though, kicking back at Vegeta and leaping up, aiming a lage and bright blast of a Ki-Ball at Vegeta, who flew back across the room, landing on his side by Goku.
Goku rushed to help him up, but Vegeta shouted at him to get back. "I can handle this, Kakkarot!! I have to!!" Vegeta flew back at Sven angrilly.
Goku wasn't so sure he could, but he knew enough to leave Vegeta alone when he got like that. Goku knew better than anyone what happened when Vegeta's pride was hurt. And Sven had bruised his ego AND his pride.
The problem was that, if Vegeta died today, there was no coming back. He had come back twice before, and the Eternal Dragon would allow no more. He had even been granted a third time, in the battle against the evil creature Majin Buu. But that was as far as it went, Goku knew.
"Goku..?" Bulma looked at Goku worriedly. "Why aren't you-?"
"I'll be here if Vegeta asks for my help," Goku said, knowing full well that Vegeta would never do such a thing, especially now when his pride was so low. "But he..he's my Prince, I can't just....help him. It would hurt him even more," He said.
As confusing as that sounded, Bulma understood, though she didn't agree. She turned back to the fight. Vegeta and Sven were in hand to hand combat now. Vegeta was attacking with the fierce, prideful way of a Saiyan Warrior, and as strong as he was, he was tiring under Sven's scornful, bored, but ruthless attacks. Sven was the better of the two.. By far.
18 studied Master Sven with a grimace. She knew it; could feel his laughter. He was much too powerful, and he knew it. 18 looked at Bulma. Why wasn't she doing anything about it? Obviously,. Vegeta was going to die. 'Not that it matters,' 18 thought. 'He's a horrible man. But..then again, I was, too. Until Krillin..." 18 smiled to herself, recalling her bald man. 18's thoughts turned back to the fight when she heard another bang, this time loud. She looked to see a bleeding, very hurt Vegeta on the floor near Goku and Bulma. One eye was swollen shut; the other had blood dripping from it. He was breathing very heavily, but he struggled to his feet with as much of a glare as he could manage towards Sven.
"Vegeta..." Bulma couldn't take it anymore. She fell to her knees in front of him, shaking. "St- You have to stop this!! You can't win this way!! Let someone-Goku-18-Gohan-Gotenks- let them help you!!" A tear fell down her face as she whispered a soft "please" to her surprised husband.
Vegeta hesitated. "Woman-Bulma-I.." He put a hand on her head with an almost (could it be?^^) loving expression on his normally hard features. He then looked at a still unsweating, unhurt Sven who was hovering in the air nearby, watching with an amused expression. Vegeta's face showed his hatred again, and he flew back at Sven with new determination. "I can DO this!" He shouted to Bulma and everyone else.
But he was too weak now; had wasted too much energy and his mind wasn't working properly. All he could think about was how much he hated and needed to kill-to destroy- Sven. Sven saw the faster advantage he now had, and used it with a sneer."You can do this, eh, Vegeta?" he leered over Vegeta, who he had thrown to the ground. "You dare to think you can beat me, Master Sven?!" He threw his head back and howled, a truly eerie, mad sound unlike anything they had heard. He laughed insanely and began kicking at the unmoving Vegeta's head and body. "You, the unworthy prince of an unworthy race!"
"Stop! STOP IT!!!" Bulma screamed, tears now rolling freely down her face as she knelt over the ground, slamming her fist down. "STOP THIS!! You cruel, evil, hateful....you..." She cried, the sound bringing Vegeta back to consciousness.
Vegeta managed to gather enough energy to roll over towards Bulma. His eyes turned towards her, and again there was that expression of tenderness. He reached a hand towards her. "Bulma..my Bulma..."
She couldn't speak, only put his hand on her face. "Vegeta...please..."
Gohan, Gotenks, 18, and Goku were watching, stunned. They had never seen the couple act this way- showing love had never been a strong point. They were so used to them fighting every second of the day, that this was a shock. Even Sven had stopped his attack, arms folded across his chest in the stance that Vegeta often used.
Vegeta looked up at Goku, and after a moment's hesitation, finally let go of his pride. At least part of it. "Kakkarot.. would you...help..?"
This was even more a surprise to everyone, especially Vegeta. But Goku smiled warmly in his big-hearted way, and nodded. Then he resumed SuperSaiyan3 status, and he, Gohan, Gotenks, and 18 flew at Sven. Each knew the other's style and movements, they were tuned with each other and fought well as a team.
But for every punch and every kick, Sven matched them. His speed was incredible; and he seemed to know where the others would be before they got there. He blocked, and he fought, with a sort of cruel grace none thought possible. And he laughed.
* * *
CHAPTER TEN END- CONCLUSION NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!
Hope you enjoyed Any comments appreciated.
As always,
Ladyindis
SHE WEPT TEARS Ch.9~A Saiyan's Pride
Gohan stepped closer to his dad. "Uh.. Dad? I think.. i'm sensing too much power from that...Master Sven creature...."
Goku nodded with a grimace. "Yes, I know. This...is by far the hardest creature we have ever had to fight. Harder even than Majin Buu...But, I know one thing for sure. We will do our best..and if it's not good enough, then..."
"We will NOT lose.." Vegeta spat out, losing his temper. "Got that, Kakkarot?!! He almost..stole..my..wife!!! He..he...!!!" Vegeta couldn't think of a word to describe this creature who called himself Master Sven. Who had almost destroyed what took Vegeta spent a life-time achieving. His life...and his love. "No..more.." Vegeta gritted his teeth, and flew straight at Sven, in SuperSaiyan2 mode.
Sven, taken unaware, hurtled through the air into the smooth white wall behind him. He regained his composure quickly though, kicking back at Vegeta and leaping up, aiming a lage and bright blast of a Ki-Ball at Vegeta, who flew back across the room, landing on his side by Goku.
Goku rushed to help him up, but Vegeta shouted at him to get back. "I can handle this, Kakkarot!! I have to!!" Vegeta flew back at Sven angrilly.
Goku wasn't so sure he could, but he knew enough to leave Vegeta alone when he got like that. Goku knew better than anyone what happened when Vegeta's pride was hurt. And Sven had bruised his ego AND his pride.
The problem was that, if Vegeta died today, there was no coming back. He had come back twice before, and the Eternal Dragon would allow no more. He had even been granted a third time, in the battle against the evil creature Majin Buu. But that was as far as it went, Goku knew.
"Goku..?" Bulma looked at Goku worriedly. "Why aren't you-?"
"I'll be here if Vegeta asks for my help," Goku said, knowing full well that Vegeta would never do such a thing, especially now when his pride was so low. "But he..he's my Prince, I can't just....help him. It would hurt him even more," He said.
As confusing as that sounded, Bulma understood, though she didn't agree. She turned back to the fight. Vegeta and Sven were in hand to hand combat now. Vegeta was attacking with the fierce, prideful way of a Saiyan Warrior, and as strong as he was, he was tiring under Sven's scornful, bored, but ruthless attacks. Sven was the better of the two.. By far.
18 studied Master Sven with a grimace. She knew it; could feel his laughter. He was much too powerful, and he knew it. 18 looked at Bulma. Why wasn't she doing anything about it? Obviously,. Vegeta was going to die. 'Not that it matters,' 18 thought. 'He's a horrible man. But..then again, I was, too. Until Krillin..." 18 smiled to herself, recalling her bald man. 18's thoughts turned back to the fight when she heard another bang, this time loud. She looked to see a bleeding, very hurt Vegeta on the floor near Goku and Bulma. One eye was swollen shut; the other had blood dripping from it. He was breathing very heavily, but he struggled to his feet with as much of a glare as he could manage towards Sven.
"Vegeta..." Bulma couldn't take it anymore. She fell to her knees in front of him, shaking. "St- You have to stop this!! You can't win this way!! Let someone-Goku-18-Gohan-Gotenks- let them help you!!" A tear fell down her face as she whispered a soft "please" to her surprised husband.
Vegeta hesitated. "Woman-Bulma-I.." He put a hand on her head with an almost (could it be?^^) loving expression on his normally hard features. He then looked at a still unsweating, unhurt Sven who was hovering in the air nearby, watching with an amused expression. Vegeta's face showed his hatred again, and he flew back at Sven with new determination. "I can DO this!" He shouted to Bulma and everyone else.
But he was too weak now; had wasted too much energy and his mind wasn't working properly. All he could think about was how much he hated and needed to kill-to destroy- Sven. Sven saw the faster advantage he now had, and used it with a sneer."You can do this, eh, Vegeta?" he leered over Vegeta, who he had thrown to the ground. "You dare to think you can beat me, Master Sven?!" He threw his head back and howled, a truly eerie, mad sound unlike anything they had heard. He laughed insanely and began kicking at the unmoving Vegeta's head and body. "You, the unworthy prince of an unworthy race!"
"Stop! STOP IT!!!" Bulma screamed, tears now rolling freely down her face as she knelt over the ground, slamming her fist down. "STOP THIS!! You cruel, evil, hateful....you..." She cried, the sound bringing Vegeta back to consciousness.
Vegeta managed to gather enough energy to roll over towards Bulma. His eyes turned towards her, and again there was that expression of tenderness. He reached a hand towards her. "Bulma..my Bulma..."
She couldn't speak, only put his hand on her face. "Vegeta...please..."
Gohan, Gotenks, 18, and Goku were watching, stunned. They had never seen the couple act this way- showing love had never been a strong point. They were so used to them fighting every second of the day, that this was a shock. Even Sven had stopped his attack, arms folded across his chest in the stance that Vegeta often used.
Vegeta looked up at Goku, and after a moment's hesitation, finally let go of his pride. At least part of it. "Kakkarot.. would you...help..?"
This was even more a surprise to everyone, especially Vegeta. But Goku smiled warmly in his big-hearted way, and nodded. Then he resumed SuperSaiyan3 status, and he, Gohan, Gotenks, and 18 flew at Sven. Each knew the other's style and movements, they were tuned with each other and fought well as a team.
But for every punch and every kick, Sven matched them. His speed was incredible; and he seemed to know where the others would be before they got there. He blocked, and he fought, with a sort of cruel grace none thought possible. And he laughed.
* * *
CHAPTER TEN END- CONCLUSION NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!
Hope you enjoyed Any comments appreciated.
As always,
Ladyindis