Title: Crimson-dipped Obsession

Summary: Bulma Briefs' life made a horrifying turn when an obsessed Saiyan prince arrived on Earth and wanted her to be his! What's more to this alien was a dark secret that has caused a change in the history of Dragon Ball Z, and if it is revealed, it holds the fate of the entire universe.

Genre: Horror, Psychological Thriller, Romance, Mystery

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. Some events in this fan fic is also inspired by Mirai Nikki and DBXV.

Author's Notes: The warning has been deleted in this chapter because from this point Vegeta will act like his usual 'evil' self now after the truth has been revealed. Now, let's continue with the flashback chapter about Vegeta of the thirteenth Universe and how he ended up the way he is. I hope you leave your reviews and let me know what you think.

Chapter 34: Emptiness and Insanity

[Thirteenth Universe, Age 766, May 10, Park Street, Vegeta's Apartment]

Vegeta entered his apartment at the Park Street, West City Capital after another day of celebrating his becoming the 'Most Powerful Warrior in the Universe' title. It was the apartment given to him by the Briefs after he has left Capsule Corporation upon learning that Bulma gave birth to their son over a year ago. He wanted disclosure to their relationship and wanted to avoid the woman by all costs so he lived separated from them. He demanded this from the woman's father, who willingly abided by his wishes thinking that he just needed some space to think over his relationship with their daughter. Vegeta has long since planned out that after he was done with the Androids and Kakarot as a Super Saiyan then he will leave the Earth and never return again. He was destined to rule the Universe after all.

But he never expected for the woman to be very stubborn.

Bulma still cared for him. Every day when he decided to go out, he would always find a huge bento box left on the door and with notes. Knowing that it was food inside, Vegeta wouldn't want to waste it though so he would eat whatever food was inside. He knew the woman wouldn't dare to poison him. He knew she still loved him. It was the reason why she left him these notes telling him to eat healthy. He snorted to himself, and thinking that the messages on the notes were nothing to him, he would always throw it all away.

[Thirteenth Universe, Age 766, May 18]

More than a week later, Vegeta was alerted by a familiar ki. Impossible! It was so familiar he could not be mistaken it was Kakarot! Was he revived? How?

Angered at the fact that his enemy has been somehow revived by another means than the Dragon Balls since those seven wish granting orbs are now useless since he has killed Piccolo, Vegeta immediately blasted his way towards where he could sense Kakarot. To his surprise, he didn't see Kakarot before him. It was… something. It looked like an overgrown green insect with dark spots. Its snake-like eyes glared at him and an orange beak revealed a toothy grin. At first, Vegeta didn't know how the strange creature had the same ki as Kakarot. The creature introduced itself as 'Cell', a bio-Android created by Doctor Gero. Cell told Vegeta that he was looking for Androids 17 and 18 in order to achieve his so-called 'Perfect Form'.

When Vegeta revealed that he destroyed those mechanical dolls by himself very easily, Cell was shocked. He could not believe how Vegeta was able to do it when in the future he was easily killed by Androids 17 and 18. Eager to show this 'Cell' his power, Vegeta transformed to his Super Saiyan form and battled Cell.

The battle was apparently a one-sided fight. Vegeta was clearly more powerful than the creature. Cell, realizing that there are no Androids 17 and 18 for him to absorb, decided to absorb Vegeta using his sharp, long tail instead. If Vegeta was this powerful to be able to destroy the Androids in no time then he could at least absorb all that power for himself. But to his surprise, the Saiyan Prince easily caught it with his hand and overthrew the bio-Android away from him. Vegeta then fired a Big Bang attack towards Cell but Cell was able to survive that blast but he was almost half of his body. Cell revealed that he has the genes of all the best warriors in the universe, including Vegeta himself. He used the ability he inherited from Piccolo to regenerate himself instantly and then used a Galick Gun against Vegeta, which the Saiyan Prince took on. Flaring his aura to his maximum, Vegeta shielded himself from the upcoming attack, much to Cell's surprise. The Saiyan Prince appeared before Cell completely unharmed.

But Vegeta's patience was thin. This new enemy was pathetic and he somehow regretted that he destroyed the Androids before he met this creature. How he wanted to see this creature's Perfect Form and fight him on his maximum but he knew that there was no chance for that to happen. Releasing his rage, Vegeta powered up to his maximum, spread his arms on his sides, conducted golden spheres one on each of his hand and then combining them into one in front of him. He then shouted, "FINAL FLASH!" as he released a powerful golden beam that incinerated the Imperfect form of Cell to nothingness.

Vegeta was disgusted that the damn creature, even with the combined genes of him, Kakarot, Frieza, and Piccolo, was not even a match for himself. Such an ugly creature made him puke.

Feeling that he just wasted his time, he returned back to his apartment in disappointment.

He jumped into the sofa bed that was on the spacious living room and looked up into the ceiling. For three days he was overwhelmed with the joy of his own victory but it was the woman's stubbornness that prevented him from his plans to dominate the universe. He recalled their argument six days ago, and frowned at the thought. He could not understand how such a weak woman like her cannot fear him. It's making him aggravated! If she refused to give into what he wanted then he has to resort into forcing her. Should he start killing the humans now? After all if he cannot go to space and was trapped into this mud ball of a planet, what else could he do? Nobody in this damn mud ball would be a worthy challenge to him anymore.

He gritted his teeth and balled his hands into fists, and cursed under his breath on what he just realized, "Damn it all…"

Every second he spend on this planet made him want to go berserk and destroy everything in one go. But he knows he cannot do that. He hated to admit it but he needed her. Damn her for making him too dependent on her these past three years. He, the great Saiyan Prince Vegeta-sama, was trapped on this planet unable to do anything about it. He wanted to go out now!

[Thirteenth Universe, Age 766, May 27]

Vegeta awoke one night having dreamt about Bulma. How it felt to be with her, her touch, the fire in her blue eyes. He didn't know why he was dreaming about her though he felt a pang of loneliness deep in his chest.

He stood up from his bed and walked towards the bathroom to wash his face. His head was hurting. Maybe he had too much alcoholic beverage.

It has already been two weeks since he broke up with her and he knew that deep inside of him, he was feeling empty.

He wanted her.

So he decided to return to Capsule Corporation to look at what the woman was doing.

It was already late, maybe three in the morning and Vegeta found Bulma inside Baby Trunks' room. He was concealing himself in the shadows, hiding himself from her.

He heard her cry his name. Apparently he knew he had hurt her heart. When she cried like that how he wanted to comfort her.

But then his pride got in the way.

"I expect that you have made the necessary preparations for my spaceship, woman," he said in a deep, cold but groggy voice. The sound of him made Bulma gasp out in surprise and she turned towards him. Her eyes were fearful.

"Ve-Vegeta!" she gasped.

The Saiyan Prince revealed himself away from the shadows. Bulma stepped back as he advanced himself towards her. Soon, Bulma felt herself at the dead end when her back hit the wall. Vegeta continued to advance towards her, and once he was an inch before her. He suddenly wrapped his muscular arms around her, surprising Bulma so greatly.

"Vegeta! What the? Stop this! You reek of alcohol!" she screamed at him but he was ignoring her.

"Bulma…" he groaned in her ear. The sound of it made something in her stomach feel so light. "Why the hell are doing this to me, you idiot? To think that me, the great Vegeta-sama, is feeling this… this… this way because of a stupid lowly girl like you…"

"Vegeta! Stop this! Hey!" Bulma cried out.

Vegeta growled at her before he grabbed the sides of her head. Bulma was certain that he was going to crush her skull at that moment but he forcefully and lustfully kissed her, on her lips, on her neck. Long before she could have kissed him back willingly but the way he was doing this was wrong and it made her snap herself back to reality.

"Vegeta! Stop – !" she cried out. Hearing her cry, Vegeta pulled back and glared at her. He had already ripped her upper clothing. She then slapped his face as hard as she could. The pain snapped Vegeta out of his lustful trance and glared at her with pained eyes. Bulma's glare on him was of pure hate and disgust.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, jerk?!" she screamed at his ear, making him flinch at the sound of her shriek.

"Bulma…" he told her groggily, "I… I have come back for you. Just the way you want me to, right? I'm here now. I… I know, you could come with me once you are done with the spaceship. With your mechanical genius and my Super Saiyan powers, together we could conquer the universe and rule over them in no time. You told me you always wanted to be a princess, right? I will make you the queen of the entire universe. Just join me in my conquest."

Bulma stared at Vegeta with her mouth agape, her eyes were sorrowful. "I cannot believe what you're telling me," she told him hurtfully.

Vegeta's brows furrowed as he looked at her, his eyes confused, "What do you mean? Don't tell me that you are going to go against me as well? Just like Kakarot and the others did."

Bulma suddenly yelled, "I cannot believe this! You're… You're not the same Vegeta that I loved! You're… you're different! I… I thought you have changed for the better but I was wrong! You've come worse than the way you were before I met you!"

Vegeta stepped back away from her, shaking his head. This time he was looking at her in disbelief.

"You said you have accepted me for who and what I am, you liar!" Vegeta roared at her.

"You are a liar yourself, Vegeta! You made me think that you have changed! But no!"

"I never made you believe, woman! It was you who made me believe that you have accepted me for who and what I am! I did not change because I wanted to. It was your lie that changed me!" Vegeta then pointed a finger at her. An angry animalistic snarl rumbled in his chest as his eyes turned crimson and his finger sparked with deadly energy.

Bulma gasped at his mad reaction. At first she was afraid of what he planned to do with that and to her. But abruptly her anger got the best of her. "Fine then! Do it Vegeta! You keep on threatening to kill me or the humanity or destroying the Earth, right? You're just all talk! If you are really that great then do it, Vegeta! Fire that beam -!"

She was cut off when Vegeta really did fire at her. A purple beam of ki went straight towards her and ended up on the floor before her. She screamed in fear as she looked up into Vegeta's cold red eyes, his finger still glowing with his deadly ki.

Trunks wailed at the sound of the small explosion.

Bulma couldn't believe it. He really did fire it at her!

She let out a disparaging smile before she mocked him, "Why? Don't tell me that the great Vegeta-sama could not kill a pathetic little girl like me?"

He looked at her oddly before he smiled back as he put his hand down while he dissipated his ki, "No, that wasn't it, woman." He said before his face turned serious. "I will let you live long enough to see the horror caused by your own foolishness. If you refuse to build me a spaceship and let me go, or if you continue to go against me, then you shall see your beloved world turn into hell."

With that, the Prince of Saiyans walked out of the house, leaving an unsure Bulma inside that room with their crying son.

Before Vegeta could blast off into the sky, he heard Bulma cried out to him, "You animal! Do not ever dare to show your face to me anymore! I do not want to see your face or your presence ever again on this house! Do you hear me, Vegeta!" and then she wailed loudly after that.

"Worry not, woman. I'll never go back. I don't even want to go back to see you ever again." He thought in relief.

It doesn't matter anymore. She doesn't matter to him. What matters most was that he has regained back his pride. He will continue to live his life as the most powerful warrior in the universe. He needed nothing and no one else.

Vegeta left the Capsule Corporation compound, still feeling mad at Bulma's refusal to bend to his wishes.

His anger was boiling inside of him. Whatever happened with Bulma was something she would regret later on. If she refused to give him what he wanted, then he will do whatever it takes to make her abide to his wishes. He won't be trapped on this planet forever. It felt as if he was being trap on a cage in which he wanted to destroy just so he could be free in order to do everything he truly wanted. It's driving him crazy! He want out now!

He let out a loud roar as he exploded in his Super Saiyan form.

It's time for him to unleash his wrath on the entire humanity.

Kill everyone and destroy everything.

Those were the commands that Vegeta could hear every single time in his head. The beast inside of him was driving him insane! If he does not abide, the beast would torture his him with its unquenchable thirst for blood.

And so he followed his primal instincts to kill and destroy and it brought him to the edge of ecstasy.

[Thirteenth Universe, Age 766, June 3]

After another day of slaughtering an entire village of people, Vegeta sensed Bulma coming at him. Her jet plane landed a few feet behind him and she went out of it. She ran towards him, completely worried.

"Do not take any step closer to me, woman!" Vegeta snarled without even looking at her. His voice was cold and low, simmered with the hate he felt for her.

"Vegeta! You have to stop this, come on. Let's go home," Bulma pleaded him.

"Home? I have no home, woman. Only a cage in which you continue to trap me within," He answered. He finally turned to look at her, his red eyes boring into her angrily, "What's the matter? I thought you didn't want to see my presence anymore? Why are you here?" he asked her bitterly.

"I… I didn't mean to say that, Vegeta. Don't get the wrong idea." Bulma answered him. 'Come on… Let's –,"

Vegeta smirked evilly at her and cut her off, "– Now look at what you have done. I killed them all, every men, women and children. I slaughtered them all, just like animals! I killed them all, without any mercy. And they all received a gruesome death by my hands as they all feel my wrath! It felt… good. Satisfying… And it somehow made me feel free. I felt empty because of you… and all I wanted is to follow my Saiyan primal instincts."

"Vegeta! Stop it right now! I will build you your spaceship just… stop doing this!"

With that, Vegeta looked at her skeptically.

Then he shook his head in distaste and disapproval, "Too late, woman… Too late…" he told her, making Bulma could not believe what he was saying. "At first, I never had any intention of doing this. I would have spared you, the humans or this planet if you only let me go. But you didn't let me go, did you? Now, I have already made up my mind. I will kill every single being on this planet and you will watch at them all die until it is time for you to die by my hand. And I promise you, you are going to be the last one to die, regretting that you dared to go against me." Vegeta raised his finger and lifted Bulma off the ground. Bulma cried out.

"Vegeta! Stop!" she choked. Vegeta could see his own evil reflection in her pained cerulean eyes.

He snarled at her venomously, "I hate you all! Every single one of you! I will not rest until every human on this fucking mud ball die a gruesome death by my hands!"

He used his powers to knock Bulma out. Her unconscious body thud lightly on the ground before him.

Yes, he really should kill her here, right now.

He raised his palm towards Bulma's unconscious body and created a deadly ki sphere before his palm. He should kill her right there. He really should. But killing her would mean that he will be trapped on this planet for all eternity. Every single day he killed the humans he could feel his sanity losing to his own primal Saiyan instincts. And it's this woman's fault. She's the one restraining him to do what he must do.

He hated her to the core. Perhaps she must be feeling the same hatred for him after he has killed all her friends. He couldn't understand why she was still concerned for him after everything that he has done.

His mind was set to kill her right there but something stopped him. It was the same strange feelings that distracted him back when he was training to become a Super Saiyan. Something he could not understand and refused to understand at all.

Completely aggravated on himself, he blasted into the sky, leaving Bulma in that ghost town.

He loved her dearly. He knew it though he still refused to believe or accept it.

It's all her fault. He needed to live the ways of a Saiyan. There's no room for foolish emotions or attachments in his cold heart. Just the hate, anger and rage.

Twenty years later, Vegeta's anger and primal Saiyan instincts completely took over his sanity. He didn't care about anything anymore. He killed every single being on the face of the Earth out of his hatred. Slaughtering people and destroying cities were the only joy in life he has found from being trapped and repressed by Bulma's foolishness. And he enjoyed every kill he did. Soon, he gave into insanity and lost all his self control.

And it made him to slowly forget about Bulma and their son.

And yet, Bulma and Trunks survived his wrath. They didn't know if it was only a miracle or if Vegeta went to his word to kill Bulma last.

All those twenty years, all Bulma could do was to blame herself for what happened to her Vegeta. She realized that maybe Vegeta never had the intention to destroy the Earth after all if only she abided by his wish to build him a spaceship in the first place. And now the Earth ended up the same as that of the future, only Vegeta was the one destroying the world and not the Androids.

That was why she decided to build the time machine, in order to send her son to the past to change things. She knew she kept the blueprints her future counterpart sent to her by Future Trunks almost twenty-years ago somewhere. Finally finding them, she began to build the said time machine for Trunks.

For everyone's sake… and for Vegeta's sake as well.

Meanwhile, Trunks grew up knowing that his father died of a battle against the Legendary Destroyer of Worlds, the title Vegeta claimed to be his all the years as he kept on destroying the world. He hated the man, without knowing that the man he has damned to hell his entire life was his very own father. The father who he longed for his entire life. Bulma hid him the truth about Vegeta being his father because she was afraid that her son would be hurt. She didn't know that it only made things worse for Vegeta and Trunks.

Returning back from the past, Trunks already knew everything from another Vegeta and Bulma who were their counterpart in that world. It turned out that the Vegeta and Bulma in that world were living happily together with their eight year old son. Knowing the truth from them, Trunks was determined to save his father from his own insanity. The other Vegeta from the past had trained him to become powerful enough to stand up to his own father in his world.

Trunks was not angry in his mother because he understood. Thanks to the past Bulma and Vegeta for making him understand.

So Trunks went to Vegeta to introduce himself as his father's son. Bulma came with him despite the past Vegeta's warning to Trunks never to bring his mother before his father.

[Thirteenth Universe, Age 786]

Vegeta stood on the center of a deep and wide crater he caused on this city, slaughtering all life and destroying everything on it. Finally, another day of destruction has come to an end. The memory of people screaming as they scurried away from him in fear for their worthless lives, desperate to escape him was euphoric. Satisfied, he threw his head back and laughed like a madman. There's no satisfying him but feeling the fear and hearing the wonderful music of people's frightened screams as they all feel his wrath.

His mad laughter died out when he sensed someone land behind him.

"F-f-father?" he heard a boy's voice called him, stammering in fear.

Vegeta's earlier stance changed. The Saiyan Prince turned around to look at him. His all-white eyes were glassy and distant. His pupils and irises had vanished completely. Was he blinded by his own insanity?

"It's me, Trunks, your son. Do you remember me? I was still a baby when you last saw me. Look, I grew up big and strong, a worthy warrior and son to you." The boy named Trunks smiled nervously as he introduced himself. "Please, come back to your senses. Come back and live with me, with mom and we can change everything. You can stop this madness now and live happily with us. Please!"

Vegeta blinked for a few moments, his brows furrowing at the thought. He's probably asking himself who this boy was; trying to recognize him through blurry memories but doesn't seem to recognize the boy. Vegeta let out a toothy evil grin before he threw his head back and let out a mad laughter, "Foolish boy, I don't have a son! Not especially a stupid looking brat as you!"

Trunks' eyes widened in shock, "B-b-but I…"

Vegeta lowered his head, glaring at Trunks with his scary, dead and blank white eyes."I have no family or any foolish attachments. Strength and power are the only things that matter in this world. I don't care about anything else."

"But please, please! Remember me, I know you remember me!" Trunks was desperate. Perhaps the loneliness of a child growing up without his father on his side and seeing him for the first time and wanting acceptance made him to do this. He grabbed Vegeta by his shoulders, tears falling from his eyes. "It's me, Trunks, please remember that I am your son, your son with Bulma Briefs – !"

At the mention of Bulma's name, Vegeta's expression changed. He grew angrier than before, "You annoy me, brat!" he slapped Trunks' arm away from him and punched him on his face, causing the teenager to fall to the ground. "Don't you ever dare mention that foolish woman's name in front of me again! NEVER!"

Trunks saw the rage in him. He didn't know what made him so angry upon hearing his mother's name. Vegeta's hand began to glow with his ki and he raised his hand to fire a ki blast towards his son. Before the Bulma could react, Trunks was dead.

Due to Vegeta's madness, he was not able to recognize his son. Perhaps because Trunks was still a baby the last time he saw him and that he really didn't care about the boy ever since he was born.

"Trunks!" Bulma cried out as she scurried towards her now dead son. Vegeta's expression abruptly changed, as if waking up from a long dream, a slight recognition appeared in his eyes when he heard her cry, revealing his jade green irises. However, as this happens he was already firing a blast that was about to obliterate Trunks entirely – and blasted both the older Bulma and Trunks together. He was able to recognize her only at the last second.

Vegeta stared at the smoke of the explosion with his hand still outstretched, shock visible in his features. When the smoke cleared, he saw Bulma already dead. He let out a gasp of fear and ran towards her. His expression lost its psychotic look and was replaced by a look of fear, worry and regret.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" he cried out in despair as he dashed towards Bulma's corpse and began to shake her. He clearly didn't know what to do, and he panicked.

"Wake up! Wake up, woman! Wake up!" cried a frantic Vegeta as he desperately shook the older Bulma lying steadily on his side. She didn't show any signs of waking up at any moment. Her skin was paling and her body was getting cold. Vegeta could not even sense her faint energy anymore. It was clear that she was dead but the prince was desperate to wake her up and refused to believe that he just killed the very woman who loved him dearly.

He ran his hands over her cheeks, feeling her cold skin over his shaking hands. Tears were beginning to stream from his eyes, tears he never thought he will ever have because of feelings for a mere, weakling human.

This was Vegeta's biggest regret in his life. For someone whose Saiyan pride got the better of his rationality, he realized after Piccolo was killed by his own hands a few years ago, and now that Bulma is dead, there was no way to bring her back to life with both the Earth's Dragon Balls and the Namekian's Dragon Balls.

He regretted the fact that he was not able to tell her his true feelings, he was not able to show you that he cared for her even though it was a long time ago…. That he was not on her side to raise their son, he did love her more than anything else, but it was his own pride that made him kill her in the process and made him regret all the things he has done to her. If only he could go back in time and change the way things that have transpired. Just so he can make up to the things he did, he wanted to go back just so he can be with her again.

Regret. That's all he felt when he lost her.

With all of Vegeta's attempts, he realized that there was nothing he could actually do. He gritted his teeth and cursed to himself. He hated himself for this. All he did to regain back his pride and lived by the ways of a true Saiyan Warrior had led to such despair. If only there was a way for him to change things then he would take any chance.

Realizing that, the Saiyan Prince decided that everything in this Universe is nothing to him anymore. It has lost all that he desired of. It's useless to him now. He didn't care anymore. So Vegeta has to destroy this world and make everyone left on it feel his wrath!

He threw his head back and let out a loud cry of despair. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" His Super Saiyan powers exploded out of him in a destructive maelstrom. Thunder and lightning snaked down from the dark skies into the trembling earth.

As his energy swirled into the dark skies, he saw something open up before his very eyes. A swirling dark hole was beginning to form at the heavens above him caused by his power. What it was he didn't know.

A figure descended from the hole. It was a huge man with red hair and pointy ears. He donned a blue cloak and blue pants. On his hand was a long silver wand with a red gem on top of a crown-like end. Vegeta gaped at him, completely astonished. Who is he? The prince could feel a great evil in him.

The man landed before the Saiyan and smiled an evil one. He looked at the broken prince with his red sadistic eyes. "Prince Vegeta of the Saiyan Race, did you just summon me?" he said.

Vegeta was confused. What does this strange creature mean? He summoned him?

"I am Demigra, the God of Space and Time. I heard your call from the heavens above. I am here to give you what you desire. What is your wish?" he asked of the prince.

God of Space and Time? Vegeta didn't know there was such a thing. But maybe he could use this as a chance for him to change everything.

"Please…" Vegeta pleaded. "Lend me your power. I want to create a world where I could change everything that has happened to me. I want her back. Please…" he cried as he pulled Bulma's dead body closer to him, his arms around her as he leaned his head over hers. His tears still flowing from his eyes.

Demigra looked at him skeptically, "Hmmm… Alright then. But I would want you to know that if I lend you my power then there will be a consequence. You know that, do you?"

"I'll do anything! I just want her back!" Vegeta cried out.

"Alright then, here you go…" Demigra said as he pointed the tip of his wand towards the Saiyan.

Vegeta let out a dark, mirthless chuckle.

[Fourteenth Universe, Age 762, November 03, 16:34, Pepper Island)

By his arrival in the fourteenth universe, Vegeta realized that the timeline was returned to the time when he first arrived on Earth almost twenty-five years ago from the thirteenth universe's timeline. Of course, he created this universe and returned the time to the time before he met Bulma. In order to change everything that has happened, Vegeta decided to wait for the right opportunity to find his fourteenth universe counterpart and kill him. His plan was to kill him and replace his existence in this universe with his own. He did just that when his counterpart was looking for the full moon after his blast clash against Goku.

Vegeta found his copy in this universe with ease. Like a predator who has found his prey, he stalked his clueless victim carefully. When he realized it was time for him to kill the fool, he fired a ki blast towards his victim. But the younger Vegeta was able to sense his attack coming and he failed to kill him instantly. The Vegeta of the fourteenth Universe looked around for whoever was trying to kill him, visibly panicking and angry. Vegeta quietly landed behind his oblivious counterpart, raised an axe behind him. The past Vegeta turned around and froze at the sight of him as he mercilessly swung the axe's blade towards him but his past counterpart tried to block it so the blade went through his forearm, chopping it off cleanly before it ruthlessly smashed to his neck. "STOP!" the younger Vegeta let out a bloody, fearful squeak before the ground was splattered with his own Saiyan Blood.

Wow, he's really one tough pest, the creator of the fourteenth universe was impressed. Even with the hole in his chest and the huge chop on his neck that were draining his blood, the younger Vegeta was still alive and kicking. "Such a nuisance for such a copycat." The older Vegeta thought. He desperately tried to escape from the insane thirteenth Vegeta by crawling away but the Saiyan god of Space and Time sauntered forward with the attempt to murder him. The older and the real Vegeta sensed he was about to focus his ki into creating the Power Ball so he chopped the copy Vegeta's tail with the axe who let out a painful scream that made the older Vegeta's blood boil with excitement.

The younger Vegeta dreadfully attempted to fire a ki blast towards his killer with all his remaining power but the older Vegeta simply deflected his attack like it was nothing.

Vegeta roughly grabbed his younger counterpart by his armor and told him in a chilling tone, "You should be grateful that I'm the one to finish you, Vegeta. But before that, let me show you something so at least you can die proud of yourself in the otherworld," Then he released his power, transforming into a Super Saiyan in a flash. His counterpart stared him in awe and disbelief, transfixed and awed by the fact that he saw himself being a Super Saiyan.

Vegeta used this distraction as a chance as he grabbed his younger self's head by the hair with brutal force and with a loud snapping sound, he threw his head into the ground. It rolled and rolled until it hit a rock. The rest of his body slumped into the pool of his Saiyan Blood.

Vegeta glared at the head angrily, panting and shaking. He could feel his bloodlust spiraling out of control and his mind was being clouded by his desire for more blood. So he raised the axe once again and mercilessly and relentlessly hit it on the remaining body. More blood splattered on his face and into the ground. He chopped him to several pieces, ripping off the arms and legs. The sound of the chopping and the squishing of meat and organs were like music to his ears, the scent of his victim's blood and his anger at himself for what has happened made him want to spilt the younger Vegeta's remains to bloody meat.

"There's no need for two of me in this place. There will only be one Prince Vegeta, and the only one Bulma will ever love. I will not let a foolish past incarnation do the mistakes I did and hurt her once more. It's good for you to die, for you will only hurt my dear Bulma's feelings like I did. I shall replace you and make my Bulma mine, and this time I will make sure that I will make up for the things I have done." Finally regaining back his control of himself, he felt his knees fell into the ground. Exhaustion and fatigue soon took over his body as if killing the Vegeta in this Universe took all of his power. "Love… I learned it because of her… She was the first person to ever open up my once cold heart and yet I ignored her, I was too bounded by my own Saiyan pride which I realized was nothing in comparison to the satisfaction of being with her. You are as bounded to that Saiyan Pride as I did before. If you cannot love her back then you don't deserve her love. You don't deserve it."

The younger Vegeta's cold, dead eyes were gazing at the stars in that dark, night sky. The other godly Vegeta peered at the corpse of his victim with an emotionless stare of his crimson eyes. He raised his head to look up into the stars, exactly where his dead counterpart was gazing too, "I am back for you, my Bulma…" he cried out as tears began to fall from his eyes.

"You better hurry up and replace him before anyone notices, Vegeta." Vegeta turned his eyes to see a blue-skinned woman with white hair and wearing a red dress. She was floating before him while she sat on her long, spear-like wand.

"Here, I think you should keep the other Vegeta's soul with you. If he goes to the otherworld then anyone might notice your interference," the lady suggested as she raised her wand. The tip of her wand glowed bright red and a glowing blue omega star shaped orb appeared before her wand. It hovered towards Vegeta.

"Who are you?" the Saiyan Prince asked as he glared at the glowing orb before him.

"Oh? Didn't Demigra-sama tell you that he would send me to take care of you?" she responded. "My name is Towa and I shall be your familiar from now on."

A familiar, eh?

The prince accepted the orb and he took it inside of him. Once he did that, he felt as if his head will explode. He felt a wave of excruciating pain as fourteenth universe's Vegeta's memories combined with his and he screamed in pain, clutching at his head.

"Do not worry, I will repress some of your memories so you wouldn't be confused and think that it was all just a dream," He heard a female voice said. Soon, Vegeta felt the pain slowly fade until it's all gone.

"I can't believe you! You did all of this just for that human girl? What happened to that high pride of yours, huh?" Towa questioned Vegeta as he picked himself up from the ground.

"Pride? Tch! What is my pride for if I cannot protect my loved ones? I had everything I wanted. I did anything for the sake of that stupid pride and yet this happens… What for is it if I found myself not strong enough to protect her? I will do anything to protect her no matter what the cost is. Be it other's lives, my life or my pride, I don't care," Vegeta replied bitterly.

"You wouldn't care anymore so long as she's with you here?"

Bulma… Yes, he didn't care about anything anymore so long as she's with him in this Universe. This time he will make sure that he will have everything he ever wanted.

"Heh…" Vegeta grinned.

Towa then offered him everything he needed in order to successfully replace his counterpart in the fourteenth universe. Towa magically gave him the same battle suit he had when he first arrived on Earth, and regenerated his tail back.

Vegeta went to the Gizard Wasteland to finish off his battle with Goku, Gohan, Krilin and Yajirobe. But unlike what happened in the original timeline, Vegeta used his power as advantage against the four of them, and easily defeated them all. However, he decided not to kill any of them anymore, revealing to Goku that he came to Earth with a different agenda than purging the planet or the Dragon Balls. This led to both him and Goku eventually becoming friends from being enemies a few minutes ago. Then Goku was knocked out due to fatigue.

Vegeta sensed that some people were coming and decided to hide behind some rock. As he looked over, he found out that it was only Goku's other friends and family, Roshi, Korin, Goku's wife Chichi, and his future wife Bulma. The presence of Bulma made him decide to show himself before her…

"It has been a long time, my dear little Bulma."

[Fourteenth Universe, Age 763, November 03 (Present Day), 00:30]

[Vegeta's perspective]

I suddenly realized that it was almost exactly one year after I killed my copy in this universe and I find myself not regretting everything that I did for her.

"VEGETAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Bulma's enraged scream snapped me out of my thoughts as I finally felt the hole open up once again. I turned my head to face the black hole that appeared before me. Soon, Bulma and Towa appeared from thin air. Bulma's glare at me was filled with contempt, disgust and pure hatred. Her cerulean eyes flared with the anger she was feeling towards me. It was exactly that same look in her blue eyes she gave me when she went against me that night.

I could feel it. She hated me again, more than anything else in the universe. And it felt the same as she did back in my universe.

Why? Why does it have to end up like this again? Am I really not allowed to have everything I want?

"Vegeta…" Bulma growled my name in anger, her tiny fists shaking with fury.

"So, you saw it, huh?" I told her coldly. I turned my eyes to Towa, who was smirking back at me. So was this all her or Demigra's plan? To make me suffer once again?

Bulma just glared at me with her contempt filled cerulean orbs and somehow, it's making me want to shrink back in fear. So it's really going to end up like before once again? "How could you do this? You've been pretending all the time!" she growled through gritted teeth.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion, "What do you mean by…pretending?" I asked curiously.

"That you are from this universe! I saw you! You killed your counterpart in this universe so you can replace him and pretend to be him! How could you do this? What you did is just beyond ruthless! To kill your own self for your own selfishness!"

I knew she would call me selfish but she would never understand why I did all this. It was all for her.

"Call me selfish but I did it so he won't hurt you the same way I did with the Bulma from my universe. I was afraid he would do the same thing I did, that's why I decided to replace him so I could love you the way you truly deserved."

"That isn't love, Vegeta! You killed your wife and son because of your pride, and now you regret it, did all this and killed your counterpart?!"

"Counterpart? He's just nothing but a mere copy I created!" Why was she so concerned about that Vegeta? He was just nothing but the same fool that I used to be. Just a copy of my foolish past self.

"You didn't even let him feel the way he was loved by me just as you did! He did deserve to learn how it feels to be loved like you! Why punish him on your own sin? It was your fault you didn't appreciate your wife's love! I thought you really do love me after all that has happened between us, but after what I just learned of what you did… I do not even know you anymore! This isn't even love, Vegeta! It's madness! You're just nothing but an insane, selfish, obsessed bastard!"

I snapped at those words, I cannot believe she just said that! What does she even know of what I felt those days when she trapped me? When she went against me? When she never accepted me for who and what I am? "Insane, you say?" I snarled at her as my sight tainted with crimson, peering into her eyes with such hatred. "You dare call me insane?! What's insane is this stupid fate that does not allow me to have everything I WAAAAAAAANT!" I screamed as I released my powers, and my aura exploded around me in a destructive maelstrom, causing Bulma to be thrown off a few meters away from me as smoke and dust swirled around us in a powerful tornado. Lighting immediately snaked down from the dark skies into the city, causing the transformers and electrical posts to explode.

"I could be the strongest warrior in the entire universe! I could have all the power to make everything in this universe mine! I could make everyone tremble in fear of my power, at my presence, at the sound of my name! I could have the power to destroy anything that gets in my way, even entire galaxies, even the universe! I could kill anyone who would dare oppose me! But it was YOU! It was you who changed all of that!

"You are the only thing that I cannot own without sacrificing my pride and my power. When I killed that bastard Kakarot and his weakling friends, I saw the contempt you had on me as if the way I finally regained my pride has disgusted you! The way I saw that look on your eyes made me decide to break it up with you because all my life I've been fighting for the sake of my own pride, it was the most important thing a Saiyan keeps the most! It was everything to me! But still… my emotions for you lingered every time I was alone. The emptiness I felt when I realized that I was too powerful, that no one would ever stand a chance against me in battle, made me think about you! You haunted my every dream and I longed for your annoying presence. I know I cannot go back when I saw that look. My pride won't allow me to go back and make it up to you. The least I can do for you was to spare you and your son's lives even as I killed the rest of the Earthlings. Killing was in my blood. My primal instincts called for me to kill and destroy, to fight for blood and power. But… in the end, I lost all my self control. My Saiyan instincts got the best of me, I enjoyed the slaughter and destruction that I caused, too much as if the scent of blood, the screams and cries of my victims were like my own brand of heroin, it made me feel euphoric and I lost all of my sanity… I… I…"

Tears came streaming down my eyes. "I didn't want it to happen… I really didn't want it to happen… I regretted what I did… That's why I did all this in order to make it up to you. But now that you already knew everything, you look at me with that same look of contempt again!" I glared at her angrily.

I raised my hand to wipe away my tears with the back of my hand, I have decided to end things now like it was meant to be and told her, "I already did it once! There's no doubt I can kill you the same way as I did before. With my power, I could create another universe and do this same thing again with another Bulma," Then a crazed grin stretched across my lips. "Heh! Ehehehehehe… And I can do this same thing over and over and over again! That sounds fun!" I exclaimed with overwhelming joy before I threw my head back and laugh as madly as I could. "Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"You think this is a game, you jerk?! Do you have any slightest idea how many lives you are going to kill again because of your selfishness?!" Bulma screamed at me.

"Of course I do!" I told her. Yes, she really wouldn't understand unless she becomes both a monster and a god at the same time, trapped and powerless even possessing unimaginable and uncontrollable powers, "Life is a game of survival. Those who are powerful and mighty survive, while those who are weak and foolish shall perish! That's just the way it is. It just happened that I have the power to play and survive this game of life over and over again. I don't care how many people I kill, so long as I get to enjoy myself with their fear and screams I don't care. Everything in this universe is nothing but my pawn, and this universe serves as my very own gaming platform."

"Vegeta! You've really gone insane!"

Insane? I was insane because of you, woman. You made me insane.

"Hmph!" I snorted before I raised my right hand and outstretched it towards her, with my palm facing Bulma. I gathered energy for a ki sphere which appeared in front of my palm and it grew in size. Bulma shrieked in fear at the sight of my power sphere.

"Thank you for all the fun we had together, but this is the end, Bulma. Like I said earlier, you wouldn't be facing my wrath right now if only you didn't know anything about the truth." I told her.

Bulma stepped back in fear as she shook her head, her eyes showing nothing but fear and disbelief, "No… You can't be doing this…"

"Try me," I smirked. "Don't worry; maybe you could meet your dear Vegeta in the otherworld. When you meet him, tell him I'm sorry for what I did to him. You can write down your own love story with him in there," Once the ki sphere in my hand was the same size of a basketball, I told her, "Goodbye, my dear little Bulma."

And then I fired.

TO BE CONTINUED