3. The Upset
Goku, through swollen eyes, could barely make out the large figure
coming towards him. He was too tired to power up – he had no energy
left. Hoping he was right, he hazarded a guess.
'Vegeta, is that you?'
A booming laugh sounded out. Goku was in trouble.
'No. I am Lord General Leone. I want to fight you, as the named warrior
of this planet.'
A frown crossed Goku's swollen features.
'What? I don't understand – "named warrior"?'
'Yes. By our records, you are Son-Goku, defender of this planet. Under
Liberty law, I am bound to challenge you to a one on one duel. When you
lose, we will conquer your planet.'
'Well, could you come back in the next few days? I'm sure I'll be in
good health then, and I'll give you a proper match-up. I hate fighting
when I'm not at my best.'
'No. Your planet's re-cultivation date is set for an hour's time. It is
not negotiable. I would have preferred to fight you under proper
conditions, but this will save me a great deal of time. Thank you for
your co-operation.'
As Leone powered up his Devastator Beam attack, Goku found he cold
finally see through one eye – if only a slit. What he saw made him
realise that in fact, his luck had run out.
He smiled as the kai beam hit him.
* * *
Vegeta couldn't believe what he had seen.
It wasn't possible.
It must be some sort of a trick.
Leone, the so-called General of planet no-where had just sliced Kakarott
in two with a mid-range kai beam.
And Vegeta had been powerless to stop him.
The chance to prove himself, gone.
As the beam continued on to slice through the Earth, killing millions of
people and sucking the life from the planet, Vegeta saw one thing. Rage.
Rage to the point of tears. His original foe, taken from him by a...by
a....nobody. He thought back to all the training he had done to try and
better himself, the gravity room at Capsule Corp., the time chamber with
Trunks. All done to try and better himself, so that the one day, when he
and Kakarott would finally go head to head, he, Prince of Saiya-jins
would triumph over the low level upstart Kakarott was. But what had just
happened. No. It was unthinkable. It was impossible.
It was unforgiveable.
He powered up, screaming with fury. This bastard was going to cry for
mercy.
Goku, through swollen eyes, could barely make out the large figure
coming towards him. He was too tired to power up – he had no energy
left. Hoping he was right, he hazarded a guess.
'Vegeta, is that you?'
A booming laugh sounded out. Goku was in trouble.
'No. I am Lord General Leone. I want to fight you, as the named warrior
of this planet.'
A frown crossed Goku's swollen features.
'What? I don't understand – "named warrior"?'
'Yes. By our records, you are Son-Goku, defender of this planet. Under
Liberty law, I am bound to challenge you to a one on one duel. When you
lose, we will conquer your planet.'
'Well, could you come back in the next few days? I'm sure I'll be in
good health then, and I'll give you a proper match-up. I hate fighting
when I'm not at my best.'
'No. Your planet's re-cultivation date is set for an hour's time. It is
not negotiable. I would have preferred to fight you under proper
conditions, but this will save me a great deal of time. Thank you for
your co-operation.'
As Leone powered up his Devastator Beam attack, Goku found he cold
finally see through one eye – if only a slit. What he saw made him
realise that in fact, his luck had run out.
He smiled as the kai beam hit him.
* * *
Vegeta couldn't believe what he had seen.
It wasn't possible.
It must be some sort of a trick.
Leone, the so-called General of planet no-where had just sliced Kakarott
in two with a mid-range kai beam.
And Vegeta had been powerless to stop him.
The chance to prove himself, gone.
As the beam continued on to slice through the Earth, killing millions of
people and sucking the life from the planet, Vegeta saw one thing. Rage.
Rage to the point of tears. His original foe, taken from him by a...by
a....nobody. He thought back to all the training he had done to try and
better himself, the gravity room at Capsule Corp., the time chamber with
Trunks. All done to try and better himself, so that the one day, when he
and Kakarott would finally go head to head, he, Prince of Saiya-jins
would triumph over the low level upstart Kakarott was. But what had just
happened. No. It was unthinkable. It was impossible.
It was unforgiveable.
He powered up, screaming with fury. This bastard was going to cry for
mercy.