HUGE UPDATE! Sorry things took way too long, but I have finally managed to get around to posting the rest of this fic. The next 3 chapters are all re-vamped and ready for your enjoyment. I hope that you enjoy these, and don't forget to read and review!

Recap for you all first...Gohan had been suffering under his father's abuse for the past 12 years, and now, he is thinking about slaughtering innocent people disguised as a ninja to make his father pay for what happened. After attacking a helpless marketplace, Gohan is confronted by Vegeta. Once again, enjoy!

Chapter 3: The Rivalry Continues

I smirked for I had decided to have a little bit of fun after an hour's worth of evil and chaos spread over the market. I grabbed Vegeta by the arm and threw him, with all of my strength, against the nearest wall that was part of the ruins. The poor bastard was so unconscious that he did not have the strength to stop himself. To hold him place, I threw my stars, which were attached to my chest, at him.

He finally regained consciousness as I stood close to him. "Who the fuck are you?" he whispered hoarsely, but instead of answering, I punched him in the gut with full force. He bent over, gasping in pain. "It is so odd how you don't recognize me, Vegeta," I snarled as I continued using him as a punching bag. "If only I saw your face," he pleaded, "I won't tell anyone." What a fucking weakling! He was the prince of all Saiyans, and he is cowering at my feet--well, after what happened earlier today, who could not? "I won't reveal myself to you just yet, Vegeta...not until I finish torturing you for a little bit more."

"Why are you doing this?" Vegeta groaned again as my fist connected with his rib cage.

"Revenge," I replied, "sweet, isn't it?"

Vegeta looked up at me, growling with anger and confusion. "What the fuck did I do to you?"

I punched him in the face, and kneed him in the groin--again, with full force. "It isn't you, Vegeta. I am just taking my anger out on other people to make that sore loser, Goku, pay for what he did to me." I backed away a pace, and admired Vegeta's gasping and injured form. "You look tortured enough," I commented, "now it is time to reveal my true self to you under one condition: you are to tell no one about what you are about to see because if you do, I am going to annihilate you and make sure that you will never return to this dimension again." Vegeta snapped, "Just show your fucking face already, you coward!"

Slowly and carefully, I removed the cloth, revealing my scarred face. Vegeta gasped with shock at what he had just seen. "Gohan!" he exclaimed, "you fucking traitor!" I cackled darkly, and shouted menacingly, "Yes, speechless are we? If that bastard of a father hadn't abused me for the past twelve years, I would be the same 'pure-hearted' hybrid that I used to be as a child. However, I have been transformed now, Vegeta. There is nothing you could do to change me back to what I was before. Despite the fact that I now hate my father for what he has done to me, you are still my enemy since you tried to attack me earlier." Vegeta's eyes twitched with anger as he tried to get himself free from his bonds.

I removed the stars that held him tight, fastened them to my chest, and threatened, "Just to let you know, Vegeta, I went easy on you this time, but the next time we meet, you will not be so lucky. So, what I suggest is this: stay away from me or else you will regret the day that you ever set foot on this planet. I will make sure that you will be screaming out in pain before it is time for me to turn off the lights of your life, you fucking bastard."

As soon as I removed the last star, Vegeta immediately broke away from the wall, and gave me a menacing look. While he was glaring at me, I knew that my threats to him earlier seemed to not make any sense to him. So, my voice became darker as I drew out my katana's, and made another threat: "I mean it, Vegeta. Fly away home, you asshole. If you don't, then I will cut you to pieces." Now Vegeta realized that my threats were real. He spat towards his left, and hissed, "Fine, have it your way, you fucking traitor. The next time we meet, I will make sure that you will pay for everything that you have done today although you think of your father as your enemy." An aura of energy enveloped him as he took off into the sky.

I covered my head again, and sheathed my Katana's. For sure, my work was finished for today, and I should be heading home. Energy encircled me as I took off for home, feeling very proud of myself for the slaughter and looting that I have accomplished today.