Chibi DBZ

Chapter Thirteen

Vegeta felt the darkness around him suddenly begin to lift, It felt like a thick dark fog smothering over his face; then he heard a faint shouting seeming to come closer.

It was just as though he was in a deep tunnel or a dark cave, and the light and voices was the way to the exit. Just follow the screams, and he would soon be free.

Groaning he lifted one eyelid, and then closed it again. Goku quickly grabbed Bulma's hand as she stopped in between screaming for her mother and father.

"IT'S WORKING!!" Goku yelled excitedly, as Bulma pulled out of his grip and bent down towards the little lifeless prince.

Vegeta growled and tried to move his legs, they really hurt but it was nothing to the pain he remembered before blacking out. Was he really that strong that his body recovered on its own…. Could it be that he had that power…

Forcing his eyes open, he felt the presence of two more people. Both were staring straight at him with big wide eyes and mouths agape.

The prince suddenly felt in a dream-like state, his wounds were healed; he was in a strange dark place and the fool Kakkorot was gawping straight at him…

"I'm in hell!!" Vegeta yelled, as he panic stricklenly jumped up from the dusty spot on the floor, leaving only some bloodstains and the collapsed wood and rubble.

His legs which had been broken, were now working in full action as he took a slight step back; to the joy of an applauding little Bulma. Her prince was alive!

Now he could go back to bullying everyone at pre-school and ripping the heads off the innocent fluffy teddy bears... She didn't have to say goodbye after all.

He really was the great prince Geta!

Goku danced around with excitement, he'd never seen the beans work like this.

He tried to high five the frightened prince who had now begun to show a hint of blue. Little Vegeta knew he had been quite a bad boy, and he had been told numerous times that when he did finally pass away; he would end up in the land of evil… The land of his worst fears, and the people he hated.

It would be a land filled with pink fluffy clouds, and hundreds of Kakkorot's dancing about… Just as the clown was doing at the second. There would be no meat, and he would be re-united with his darling grandparents whom he had feared for the beginning years of his life.

"You're alive!!" Bulma squealed, as she finally rushed over to the young prince and wrapped him up into a big warm hug.

Vegeta paused, and then struggled from the girls grip. This was quite embarrassing, was he really dead… if he was dead, hell was quite a dark place. No… Bulma was here; he must have somehow rejuvenated his body healing himself.

"Girl! Let me go." Vegeta growled dangerously, as Bulma pulled from the hug, and then bit her bottom lip as she blinked at him.

Goku happily bounced up and down, his tail springing with him and flapping in a happy cheerful way. Vegeta was not so happy to see him.

"What is he doing here exactly." Vegeta growled, as he glared over to the clapping Goku. Bulma stopped herself from crying, as she glared to Goku and then back to the arrogant prince.

"He is here because he saved your life! If he hadn't given you that magic bean, you'd have been more history than my pet goldfish bunkey! All because you were too stupid and fought with someone a lot stronger!" Bulma said pointing her finger into the astonished princes chest.

Vegeta stood astonished for a split second, just before human voices came from above. "Hey George! There's someone in here!"

"Don't be crazy, nobody could be under that… the dogs would have-"

George stopped in mid-sentence as he heard Bulma cursing at Vegeta again. "You need to learn to say thank you!"

Clumsily hitting his walkie talkie, he frantically called for back-up. This was serious; the building was lethal and could collapse even further at any second. How anybody could breathe underneath was a miracle in itself. The dust from the collapsing was enough to cause his lungs to wheeze and his eyes water.

"I DIDN'T NEED ANY HELP!!" Vegeta yelled, as he angrily punched a broken beam of wood causing it to shatter and splinter over the dark room.

The prince had been frightened for the first time in his young life, he hated to admit it to himself, but he was now in debt to a stupid weakling like Kakkorot.

His father was going to give him hell to pay if he ever discovered that his son was not the first legendary in the long three thousand years it had been. It was in the young prince Vegeta's blood and almost carved in stone for him to have that role. His father had spent many gruelling months training him up to fight and become strong enough to obtain the golden status of his race.

It was his destiny...

Vegeta gulped back a tear as he thought of how disappointed his father was going to be of him… That was if he was ever going to make it home, first he had to avenge his pride and destroy Brolley.

Goku watched in amazement as Vegeta began to glow a brilliant blue, his tail flickering madly with the energy as he screamed out in what seemed anger. Bulma just widened her eyes and stepped backwards as the remains of the building began to shake violently with the powers the little Prince was giving off.

Images of the fight kept flowing back to the youngster, with each flashback he grew in power. Never before had he lost in a fight, and now he was seriously pissed off. His legendary statues had been stolen right from under his feet, and by whom… a peasant child…

Vegeta couldn't even remember the muscular built kids name, he noticed the paled frayed garments which Brolley had donned; they were worn by the Saiyan's in the most poorest areas of his home planet.

Those were the type of garments worn by the beggars and the slaves. Even to call them a third class like that fool Kakkorot would have been an insult.

The words that Brolley had spoken before the fight continued to echo through the young heirs mind. "I am the legendary Super Saiyan…"

His bones and wounds were now healed, but Vegeta's pride was in shatters. His duty… The entire prophecy everything was wrong everything he had ever wanted… Gone…

The blue light grew and grew, until the light from the sun began to shine through as the rubble above the restaurant lifted. Vegeta still continued to howl in fury as he kept on powering up. The ground below him shaking violently and the people above screaming in terror as rocks and rubble began to shoot into the air upon their own.

Bulma clutched to Goku who shielded her from the flying rubble and the storm of dust as Vegeta shouted even louder.

"That power…." Goku muttered in awe, as his prince began to rise into the air.

Could Vegeta have even more power than him now... This was not good... It was amazing and brilliant... But not good...

Little Goku scratched his head in amazement and confusion as Vegeta stopped powering up and calmed down slightly. In an instant he turned and looked to the cowering Bulma and the stunned child of Bardock.

The little boy no longer looked like a youngster. For the short space of time, Prince Vegeta looked like a man. His armour still bore the holes from the earlier battle, and the blood still glistened as though fresh. Now instead of broken bones and agonising cuts; he had a muscular build and a new glint in his eyes which hadn't been there before.

He looked like a true Saiyan warrior and yet he was only four and a half years old.

Vegeta could feel his new power, it angered him that he was still not the legendary Super Saiyan, but after being bought back to life like that... he could feel a new sense of ability and strength which certainly hadn't been there before.

He felt stronger, faster; all of his senses were clearer and enhanced. Vegeta had certainly become much stronger.

Vegeta breathed deeply, and smirked to the cowering blue haired girl. She did look really pretty, even though she was hiding from his new strength. "Stupid girl." he said aloud in an amused voice.

Vegeta liked that, he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of something fearing his power and presence. It all came with the package of being the Prince of a warrior race.

His anger was slowly replaced with revenge, he would avenge that stupid clown and then he would deny him ever being the Legendary Super Saiyan.

Nobody would know, the only thing they could quite possibly find was a floating corpse of a weak low-level Saiyan child. That was if the Prince didn't blow him to the next dimension after kicking the worthless diseased weakling into a bloody pulp.

Vegeta chuckled, just before throwing a large ball of energy into the bright blue skies above. As if on cue everybody above ground began to scream thinking that the strange alien terrorists had struck again.

Goku growled in annoyance, and pulled away from Bulma's tight grip. "Vegeta you're not being nice!"

Vegeta snickered, and then raised his hand in a threatening way to Goku. "I never said I was nice. I have to thank you though... For giving me these new powers. I will have plenty of fun with them." A pearly blue glow formed in his palm as he tried to intimidate his rival.

Goku growled, Vegeta hadn't changed much after his ordeal at all. Goku smirked back as he shouted out to the bullying prince. "I thought you didn't need any help!"

Bulma growled, and stepped away from the Saiyan. Her daddy was right; she shouldn't associate with these aliens. They really were getting her into all kinds of trouble.

She should still be in the safety of the pre-school fencings, not halfway around the world somewhere, being pushed about by her snatcher!

Well… She wasn't getting pushed about but Goku was… - And after saving his sorry cute butt!

Her Prince was a bad Prince!

"Shut it Kakkorot you loser! Or I might just have to try out my new powers on you." Vegeta threatened.

Just as he was about to force Goku into a fight, a strange thick brown material slithered between the two like a snake.

Vegeta stopped in mid-sentence as the strange creature wriggled and shifted wildly almost touching his fluffy brown tail.

Vegeta was not scared of anything.

Anything… But worms.

In a flash he was behind Bulma, his tail wrapped around her like a chain binding her to him. She was going to face the worm first, it could eat Kakkorot and then her, so hopefully by the time it got to him it would be too full.

Worms were the thing of his nightmares, often little Vegeta would wake up sweating and frightened after they would chase him and wriggle over his body.

"Whaaa" Bulma stuttered, as she felt Vegeta trembling behind her. He buried his head in her neck, 'Did I just hear him whimper…' Bulma thought to herself. As she looked towards the thing which had petrified the great tough fighter.

"WE'RE SENDING SOMEONE DOWN! PLEASE DON'T MOVE AT ALL! IS EVERYBODY OKAY DOWN THERE?"

Goku looked to the Prince and then to the rope. He was as confused as Bulma.

Vegeta didn't seem to hear the human's voices, as he continued to tremble into the female. It was a real big worm…. Really big and long and squirmy….

The boar was had roasted to perfection. In just a few minutes Turles, Radditz, Brolley and 18 were all tucking into the fresh smoked pork.

The fur and insides were thrown aside, once the two hunters had returned, 18 had been quick to demonstrate her culinary skills by showing them how the pig was gutted and prepared. It was a good thing she was about, none of the others would have known to remove the heart and long squidgy intestines before cooking it.

Turles and Radditz were originally contemplating on eating it raw.

The tower looked tall and mighty, as the smell of the boar wafted right up to a savouring Yajorobie.

Leaning closer he inhaled the smell; he couldn't stop himself as a drool escaped his lips and fell below. Korin couldn't cook like that, and a guy could only eat so many nuked microwave dinners.

He prepared to launch his fat belly over the lookout, but was prevented by the great Korin himself.

"You don't even think about it mister. You're not leaving this tower until you finish off cleaning my toilet, and then don't forget you've got to brush my coat."

Yajorobie stopped in mid jump, if he didn't listen to Korin then he would never be trained, and if he was never trained then he would never get those sexy babes on the car commercials.

"Life sucks." He muttered angrily, as he stomped over the marble floor to the direction of the icky smelling toilet.

Korin may have been a cat, but he certainly didn't use a litter tray. Yajorobie grimaced as he imagined having to clean out one of those. Somehow he knew from the chuckling cat, that he was going to be short of a few cleaning essentials.

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