Hello and here I am with your favorite story. This chapter is going to be a bit more sentimental. Not much focusing on anyone else but M.V. And guess what, there is going to be a returning of an old character that you didn't see much of. That isn't until later though but sit tight because it is going to happen. I'm going back to rewrite the last chapter though because someone (cough) fantofiction(couch) brought up a very good point. Apparently I already used the haunted hotel so we are gonna blow that scene and I already have a good replacement. So next time I will rewrite that chapter on King's part. Anyway replies! YAY!

Shahi: Yea no problem! Haha don't worry I just love picking on you and others! So yea I thought it a little futurama myself but decided to roll with it.

Fan-to-Fiction: Thanks for pointing it out. I almost redid a whole scene. That's cool though because I got a better idea for him that will be most amazingly ridiculous and somewhat twisted. It is good to here from you again, I feared you left us.

I-Love-Trunks1: Don't be discouraged. I didn't get a review on my first story of this series for a long time but the readers are out there and there will be more to comment I promise. I almost gave up on my own first saga until I got Lalek and you and Mozenraths and a few others.

I know you guys that have commented that are no longer commenting are reading and I say THANKYOU TO ALL OF YA EVEN THE COMMENTERS!! WE LOVE YOU HERE ON MY COMPUTER AND YOU GUYS KEEP THESE SAGAS GOING!

So disclaimer will be made by the police today

(Launch and I are in handcuffs)

Police: Launch is not the owner of DBZ/VMB but as she has claimed she is she is going to be arrested. She will receive 5 years or more plus a big fat fine is gonna be slapped on her happy ass that's going to get rapped for 5 years. Daughteralucard is going into custidy with us for questioning. This chapter will be written by Goku, because he is emotional and stupid.

Goku: YAY I GET TO WRITE THE CHAPTER!!!

Me: NO DON'T DO THIS TO ME! HE IS GOING TO MAKE IT INTO A PUSSY CHAPTER FULL OF EMOTIONS AND UDNERSTANDING NOOOOOOOO

(Police drive away)

Chapter 6

Shiru stood in her black dress, a black helmet and a tie. She was heard breathing deeply until she could no longer take it. She flipped the front of the helmet of her face off as her sweating face embraced the cooler air outside the stupid helmet.

"God damn I can't breath in that thing!"

"So take it off," said Trunks slouching in a chair.

"If I take the helmet off it ruins the affect of this chapter, she snapped, do you really want to disappoint readers like that!"

"Oh dear Kami she is narrating again," said Gaijin putting his hands over his head.

"This is taking to long," whined Goku.

"Shiru nodded in agreement and said, Yes, Kakkarott you are right, this is taking to long. Can't this thing go any faster?"

"Well it could," said Mirai pointing at the controls, "see, we could go to light speed."

"Oh yea, said Shiru, we could do that. Everyone buckle in we are going into hyper drive!"

"Do we have the gas for that," asked Gaijin.

"Yes, yes we do, now strap your big mouth in!" Gaijin just shrugged and strapped in. Goku and Trunks both strapped up in the drivers seat and the passenger seat. Mirai buckled up in the seat on the right of the controls. Shiru, being awesome, did not see the need to strap up in the seat to the left.

She was full of coolness gooo and sense Vegeta wasn't there to act the impressive idiot, she filled in the need for comical relief and stood in place.

"Alright, we are going into Fast." She pulled the leaver forward to fast. "Prepare yourselves for Light speed." She pulled it further. "Light speed is too slow! Prepare for Ludicrous speed!" She laughed like a psycho preparing to pull it even further. Mirai gasped in shock.

"You can't be serious," he stutted.

"Yes I am. What's the matter, Mirai, CHICKEN!"

"No! I'm not chicken, I-I-I'm just-"

"You better fight past that stutter now or just shut up!" She began to fly back in the air screaming for help as they blasted from light speed, to ridiculous speed, and finally to Ludicrous speed. The ship turned plaid with speed.

"Stop this crazy thing," yelled Gaijin.

"We can't, we are going to fast," said Trunks, "we have to slow down first."

"Slow down my ass, Mirai stop this ship NOW!" Mirai pressed the emergency stop button and everything suddenly just stopped. Shiru was plunged forward with such force she landed straight into the controls. Everyone jumped from their seats and ran over to see if she was okay.

The large vader like helmet that she was wearing was now dented badly on top. She was covered in black marks and seemed extremely busy.

"Are we stopped," she asked looking at her great grand son.

"Yes," said Mirai.

"Good, so let's take a break so I can collect my thoughts," she said in an almost high pitched voice.

"Good idea," he commented with a smile.

"So…smoke 'em if ya got 'em, and she fell…" Before she could finish narration she fell to the floor and passed out.

…………………….(Aquarius: There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus
Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack-A-Mole seventeen hours a day)….

M.V. walked back to Ventrue Estate in silence. He looked up a the large white building towering down in all of its power and glory. The very building itself reflected his unlife legacy, his power, his possision so high that Price Lacroix had no authority over him. He had become something more hten he was in his life before the darkness. He had become something greater then his own father.

But he wasn't thinking of that. Indeed sense his son's first death he had not been thinking of those things at all. The building was just an empty shell much like he had become. He had always wondered what it would be like to truly be the only saiyan left alive. He had experienced that with Goku's death a very long time ago. How long had it been? 100 nearly 200 years now? He hardely kept track of the times anymore. What did it matter?

When Gohan had passed away just 10 years later he felt himself grow a little more empty inside. By this time Bulma was already dead and Vegeta was considered dead because he no longer came home and had not seen his son in nearly nine years. He kept himself distant and let him think he was dead. At first he didn't care.

He was angryl! He had gained another goal that he knew by instinct he was destined to fail! Who cared about the others, they could kiss his ass for all he cared. But as years went by he was growing so lonely. He had gone through several lovers, plenty of play mates, and even made friends by his own will for the first time, but the void was still empty.

He began finding himself wandering the darkness not paying any attention to the surroundings and found himself many times at CC. He never went in to see his son and Gohan, he never showed himself, he jus hid in the dark shadows.

One night Gohan had been killed by the androids. Vegeta had looked on hoping that Gohan would defeat them, Vegeta had not had it in him to bother with the androids.

No, the androids had meant nothing to him, what he was really concerned about was the well being of his son. Trunks had gained a need to learn to fight. Not really a desire but a need. He was trained to kill. Gohan was trained to survive but he knew that if Trunks was to survive he would have to be a killer.

Vegeta had watched some of the training sessions from afar and noticed that Gohan was not particularly fond of the style Trunks was learning but the look in his eyes showed that Gohan was not going to let his emotions and personal morals get in the way of preparing Vegeta's son for the reality of what fighting the androids was.

Vegeta had to agree, it was not wise to teach a 10 year old how to fight to kill. Murder was one crime Vegeta never wanted his son to learn. But the world was not fair, it was harsh and cruel and dangerous, more so now then ever before.

The androids were like an earth quake, they hit only when they were board and totaled a few buildings and made people run and scream and kill them in large numbers, it was the people themselves that were frightening. The world had gone mad with fear. If you weren't beatin, robbed, stapped, killed, or car jacked, you could be raped, drugged, pickpocketed, or even tortured. The people of earth suffered more mentally then anything else and everything was thrown into chaos.

Vegeta thought of this as he pressed the button to the Pent House at the top of the building. His eyes focused on the door as he thought of that night that the void in his heart grew with the death of Gohan and that was the thing that had made him snap. After Gohan died, the last saiyan that knew anything of his own heritage, the teacher of his son that he had no choice but to neglect to keep him safe, that he ignored out of love. He was gone just like that. Suddenly he didn't care anymore, his loneliness, the suffereing of other people, the world being a danger to itself. The only thing that mattered to him was how mind blowing and maddening the death of Gohan had been to his own son. In furry and heartbreak he felt a power inside explode. He felt adrenalin pump through his very vains. He looked at himself in a puddle and realizations come over him, he had done it! He had ascended to Super Saiyan. He looked down and saw his son cry out in furry as he to reached the goal that he had worked so hard at gaining. Vegeta was very impressed; a boy of only 11 had hit super saiyan.

Vegeta smirked to himself at the memory of that fateful night. Anger, passion, pain, these were emotions that a saiyan strived on. Emotions that Freeza feared from the saiyans especially after Bardock and King Vegeta revolted against his tyranny. The very thought of King made him want to spit but he loved his tiling to much to want to ruin it. He did not spend much time with his father. His present self did, but his present self had not had the time that he did to ponder on the things his father should have done differently.

What made him hate his father the most was the fact the Vegeta himself had made some of those same mistakes but for different reasons. King neglected Vegeta for protection of his people but most of all for power. Freiza got Vegeta and in return King would be aloud to expand his ruling.

King avoided his family because he was busy expanding and gaining more and more control. Vegeta simply wanted to protect his family from danger. Vegeta did not understand why King did the things he did but then again, Gaijin had again and again said he did not understand his own father.

Vegeta sat at his desk and turned to see the view of the night sky. The stars shining so bright. He remembered the first time he saw those lights as a vampire.

Vegeta was not the vampire first but he was the first of the two to leave. He remembered back to that awful night when Trunks and his friends Nikkei the Tremere. She was a dark beauty. Usually dressed in a dress from the 1800's her own time, and long hair usually a mess, she was gorgeous and yet creepy. And then there was Marianna, a Toreador that his son had known sense before the sand box.

'Nothing personal'. The words haunted his mind every time his mind revisited that night. 'Nothing personal'. Imagine of those were the last words you ever heard. He sighed.

His son's death, that was hard, but now that he was back again, this time he was so much closer and yet so far out of his fatherly reach. The very idea of his son dying up there. It was beginning to be to much for him to bear so he did the only thing he could think of when he fell to this state.

He got up and headed for his son's old night club where his flat was. He opened the door and turned on the old elevator. Up to the second floor and across the catwalk that stretched on all sides of the walls. He looked around, he wished his son would stay with the living. He would give the club back. What he wouldn't give to see this place full of life again. He walked into the flat and found what he was looking for. His son's last ounce of weed. Sitting in the same spot waiting for Vegeta to his unbearable depression.

………………….(Pisces Try to avoid any Virgos or Leos with the Ebola virus
You are the true Lord of the Dance, no matter what those idiots at work say)……

So as you know next time is the rewrite and all that. I'm tired I hope this was enough emotional turmoil for you guys. I hope you cry in the next chapter after this one! It's gonna be Vegeta stoned and we all know what M.V. stoned is like!