1Brat chappie 2: Vengeance

A/N: Thank you to those that reviewed, here is the next chappie of 'Brat'! Oh, tissue warning for this chapter!

Vegeta watched in horror as his only son's body fell to the ground. The monster that killed the boy cackled and moved on, ignoring the saiyan Prince. The prince, in turn, temporarily ignored the monstrous Jax as he ran towards his fallen son.

"Trunks!" Vegeta yelled in anguish. He kneeled next to the boy, not accepting the possibility that his son was dead. Lifting the boy's small head into his lapped, Vegeta begged the boy to wake up.

"Get up son, please! C'mon Trunks, wake up!"

There was no answer. Vegeta felt a wetness on his cheeks, and a burning sensation in his eyes. What...? Surely he wasn't... crying, right? He never cried. But then again, it wasn't every day you feel like you are being torn apart from the inside out, either. Vegeta thought wryly. Gently, he brushed Trunks' silky hair out of the boy's eyes, that beautiful lavender hair...

Memories were playing like a film through his head... Little Trunks was toddling over to him, wanting to train... Trunks was sitting next to his father as they ate, trying to mimic Vegeta's movements and facial expression... Trunks was turning Super Saiyan for the first time... Trunks was just there, always ready to make his dad proud...

Stop. STOP. Vegeta thought. These memories were paining him... He was confused... Why was he feeling so strongly about this? He had never felt this way before, this weight in his chest and stomach, causing discomfort. My son.. Vegeta thought in anguish. For some reason, Vegeta knew that he would trade his life, his soul, his everything, just to see those breathtaking blue eyes again.

The prince's brain was going crazy... the next feeling that emerged in his head and in his heart was hatred. How dare the boy do this to him! He had no desire to feel such things! He hated the kid for ever... No. No, he did not hate the boy... In fact he was quite fond of him. But why? The brat was just that; a brat. Vegeta had no patience or use for brats.

But he was my brat. Vegeta thought. Mine, my son. The tears returned, flowing unchecked down his cheeks. The proud man suddenly threw his head back and howled his pain at the sky, which he was angry at for being so beautiful, when the most beautiful boy in the universe lay dead below it.

"Trunks," he whispered. "I am so sorry... Only when you are gone, do I realize how lucky I was. I have failed you, and myself. I had promised myself that I would be a good father, unlike mine... But I failed.." The pain in the prince's voice was palpable. Hugging his son's body one last time, Vegeta stood, eyes burning with the fiery determination of a true warrior and a vengeful, greiving father. No monster was going to kill his kid and get away with it! Powering up, he flew towards the direction of the awful stench the beast gave off, since Jax had no power level.

Would he survive?

Doubtful.

Would he be battered?

Sure.

Would he be bowed?

Hell would freeze over first.

Mentally saying goodbye to his mate, Bulma, Vegeta got the monsters attention. As Jax turned to look at him, his rage rose.

"Let's get one thing straight, lumpy. NOONE MESSES WITH MY BRAT!"

With that, he lunged at the beast with everything he had.

( Seeing as I suck at action scenes, let's just skip that, huh?)

After half an hour, it was obvious who would win. Vegeta attacked again, not noticing his opponent's rock hard fist aiming for his neck. The last thing Vegeta remembered was intense pain and a sickening 'crack', and then darkness claimed him.

DUN DUN DUUUNNNN! I made myself cry a bit with this one... oh, noone kill or abandon me for the character death, okay? I have my reasons... Yes, I know Vegeta was a bit OOC, but I couldn't help it!

Trunks: whining Why did ya have to kill me?

Shut up! Have some patience. Boy!

Trunks: poutslooks at readers See how mean she is?

Sigh. Ignore him, he's a sour puss. Reveiw, pretty please! Ja Ne!