Vegeta still hadn't fully broken in the fact that he already had started a family. It wasn't the original plan. Since the execution of his planet and people, he really didn't think he could technically start one anyways. When Trunks was born, he didn't know what to feel of it. Half of him felt ashamed for having a child with as weak of a human life form as Bulma. The other part of him felt proud to pass on his royal Saiyan blood, even if his vuson was a hybrid. He always had felt he'd never have a child of his own, due to Frieza murdering his entire race.
The prince shut his eyes and concentrated on find his son's ki. Effortlessly, he easily detected the child. Although the life energy was puny, it was obviously the only one around for miles, meaning the Androids killed every last one of the city's citizens. A massacre. Vegeta brushed the subject off. It was not like him to fret over dead people.
Just as he was about to fly off towards the low power, Vegeta stopped himself.
This could be my chance… To get away from this new life. The Saiyan thought. Vegeta's eyebrows narrowed as he considered the idea. Since the brining when Vegeta crashed unto the mudball of a planet, Vegeta's life had significantly changed, which included Kakarot taking pride in what Vegeta should have.
I should have been to one to kill Freiza. I was the one who had to avenge the Saiyans! The prince's teeth began to clench as the anger bubbled along with his thoughts.
Vegeta's mind shifted to another problem. Bulma. He perfectly was aware of how much she had changed him since coming to Earth. He hated to admit it, even to himself. He was turning soft.
It tore him apart from the inside. He hated himself for how he so easily gave in to his feelings for the woman. It wasn't even a couple of months when he started feel love for the vulgar woman. A feeling he's never felt. To make matters worse, he got the damned woman pregnant. From then on, he was knee-deep in shit he couldn't pull himself out of.
"They are nothing to me." Vegeta lied to himself. He cut off his thoughts and opened his eyes, never even remembering he shut them in the first place. There was no time to waste; he had to make the decision. It was either Trunks or himself. Vegeta sighed and hovered his body into the air once again.
He knew what he had to do.
(a/n) This was really short, I know. Half of the reason is because it's still chapter one, the other half of the reason is I thought it was a good note to end it on. Don't worry, chapters will be MUCH longer, I've already started the second one. Thanks everyone!