An oval shaped pod, violently shaking and burning in the atmoshpere of an emerald green planet could be seen approaching at extreme speed. It sped faster burning more ferociously followed by a second. Both pods crashed similtaneously into the radiant green grass of the planet violating it with a massive crater. What was once beauty became tainted by evil. What was once prosperity and wealth was soon to become the property of ruthlessness. What was once a peaceful people was soon to become nothingness. Unsuspecting and powerless to defend against the men of Frieza, the evil of two who show no remorse, the scurge who have seen the downfall of among the most powerful of planets.

Both pods opened slowly and the two emerged. Expressionless and uncaring of the job at hand. The two enemies walked side by side over a ridge which blanketed a city of beauty. The masses of which carried on unknowingly and unsuspecting. ''Are you ready monkey?'' Vegeta looked at the scally attrocity that stood before him. Thoughts consumed him. Thoughts of a different nature, of a weak nature. Am I ready? Why do I even question myself? Why does part of me wish to leave these people be? Even though I have no fight with them I have never even considered these thoughts before. What does this mean? Who is responsible for this? Vegeta already knew.

''Yes you insolent fool, I am ready.''

Vegeta released a crushing blow sending Dodoria sprawling into a boulder breaking it and sending the splintering into the wind. A gust blew swaying his hair into a wavelike motion. Is my cause noble? Why do I care....?

Dodoria painfully stood up with a dazed expression on his face. A hint of fear, a hint more of uncertainty tainted with outrage. He said nothing, nothing he could saw would turn the tide of the battle. Vegeta began to power up, a mighty aura errupted from him shaking the ground and changing the wind. His hair no longer moving in a peaceful rythm but was tearing menacingly. Dodoria's uncertainty changed to terror. Vegeta began slowly trudging forward. Dodoria took a single step back before running. His enemy was in front of him immedietly. ''Fight me and die with honour!'' Honour? Can I even speak of honour? Am I worthy of the mentioning.

Dodoria threw a punch which was effortlessly dodged. He unleashed a barrage of blows not one finding it's mark. This is the beginning. One small step at a time. First Dodoria, then Zarbon and when im ready it will be his turn.

Vegeta blocked the last of the raging blows before teleporting behind his enemy getting a choke hold around his neck. The defeated groaned and choked. ''Vegeta please!''

Begging? He begs now? To show heed would be weak but I have the desire. Is this tolerable.

''You deserve no heed Dodoria, like Frieza you will soon perish. He could feel the shuddering of a laugh from the creature he held in his arms.

''Destroy Frieza? You are nowhere near his power! Kill me and you'll be next...monkey''

I am a Saiyan warrior, not a monkey. The power is mine to weild. This ignorant fool understands nothing. '' Good-bye you pathetic fool.''

Releasing Dodoria he laid a round house kick sending him into flight. A hi ball appeared in his hand. Growing slowly flickering blue. It's strange something so beautiful is a weapon of destruction. Another of life's little ironies. Just like the irony in a half breed saiyan destroying the one responsible for killing a people that was unknowingly his. Him and not me, the Saiyan Prince. He smiled then. Nothing arrogant, nothing sadistic, jus a smile. With a thrust of his arm he released his might. A large bright blue harmless looking light. So ironic...

It stuck his adversary with the wrath that only a Saiyan warrior could posses. Dodoria disintegrated . It seemed to be in slow motion, every noise, every smell enhanced.

When the ash and smoke cleared their was only peace. Silence...

The calm before the storm. It will soon rage again. Vegeta looked to the ground before sighing. ''It has began''

And now it must continue. A necissary sacrifice.

He levitated high above the city and stopped. Remorse is for the weak. Am I becoming weak? Is it really weakness? He began to focus his energy, compacting it, releasing it from his body into his outstretched arms and into the palms of his hands. More and more, his body shuddering from the effort. Death is inevitable isn't it? This is their time. A self proclaimed god now am I? The energy radiated in his hands almost enough now. No choice! No choice but my own? I'm doing whats best.

The energy had reached it's aim. I'm sorry?

GALLIT GUUUUUN!!!!

A monsterous energy blast illuminated the already radiant planet. Darkness loomed over the city. Beauty once again bringing about desolation. I cannot justify this!

Energy striking like the snake of Eden. White light dissolving hungrily, consuming hungrily, ending life hungrily. A wave of destruction, clear and pure in it's fury. The smoke cleared and nothingness remained.

Vegeta flew downwards until touching earth. The final great city destroyed. Destroyed in the name of him. He who stands for all I am. Emotions should be eliminated as I eliminate. He walked in silence towards his pod. Nothing but silence. Without looking back he entered and hit auto return. Like a beast carrying a beast the pod roared into life and climbed the air hungrily. Leaving behind it untold chaos. Lost in thought in a confined space with ones self after true self discovery is a new revelation in life. There would be no single entirely clear thought or entirely unclear. Lost in a river of emotion which has no top or bottom. The cost of power is great but is it worth it? Will I ever truly know. Minutes turned to hours but went unnoticed until the station was was ahead.

'Identify''

''Vegeta''

''Clearance granted''

The pod drifted into the belly of its mother waiting to be violently born again. Vegeta exited and began to walk. Hearing nothing, seeing less he made his way to the throne room.

He stopped in front of the door. It opened before he tried. Zarbon emerged a surprised look on his face. Te gained composure immedietly. '' Vegeta? Back so soon? Where's Dodoria?'' He could not read the look in Vegeta's face. So seemingly uncarring . Vegeta walked past him without answering. ''How dare you Saiyan freak!'' Vegeta stopped and looked slowly back. Your time will come soon my friend. Zarbon, looked at Vegeta uncertainly. '' Vegeta?'' he took a step backwards.

Frieza watched the exchange with mild ammusement. '' Come in Vegeta, pay no attention to Zarbon''

Vegeta looked forward took a few more steps forward then bowed '' Lord Frieza, I have completed my mission.''

''Oh have you? What took you so long? Wheres Dodoria then?''

''His dead my lord.'' Frieza looked even more ammused '' Are you serious? How?''

'' I killed him'' Frieza was surprised. He didn't expect such honesty.

''And just how did you manage that Prince?'' Vegeta looked up with an unreadable expression on his face. '' He was careless...''

Frieza nodded in understanding. ''Very well Vegeta you may leave.'' He bowed again and and proceeded to leave '' My lord...''

After he left Zarbon approached Frieza. ''Lord Frieza? Why did you...?''

''Why not? Vegeta is no threat and he never will be. Do you blame me for Dodoria's weakness?''

''No my lord! I'm sorry for my insolence...I...I''

Frieza watched him with ammusement. He loved unconditional fear and gained great pleasure from it.

''Good Zarbon, now go and organise the mineral purging of Aritrea''

''My Lord!'' Zarbon bowed and left.

Frieza sat in contemplation. Interesting. Vegeta is stronger than I gave him credit for but still nothing. I will have to keep my eye on him for interests sake.

Vegeta arrived home. He entered with wariness and fatigue both phyical and emotional. The boy. What will I do with the boy? Or should it be what will the boy do with me. ''Gohan!'' There was no answer. He walked towards the boys room and opened the door. The boy was asleep. Vulnerable and innocent like those I have just destroyed. He let out a light laugh. Just as well he is asleep. I'm not ready yet. He closed the door and stalked warily towards his bed falling forward onto it and passing out because of all angles of life not just fatigue. He dreamed then, of a place he could call home and a boy he could call his son.....

Thank you for your suggestions, I'll definitly work on it!

Reese Craven: I'll work on the spelling mistakes and don't worry, older Gohan time is soon. I'm just waiting for the right time to incoporate it.

CW: Thanks for the review, the reason Vegeta is being so semi tough on the kid is change. He's confused and im sure this chapter will help you out.

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