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foxstarkiler: Thanks! I promise, I wont. Okay, well, I told you that Broly had a crush on Chichi. Raditz and Maron, sadly, aren't together. (I honestly don't know why I said sadly) Yeah. There might be something between them, but I don't know yet. Might be. I'll get to them hopefully in the next chapter. Thanks for reviewing.
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Note: This may be a shorter chapter. Just so you guys know.
"Assistant Commandant Vegeta," Commandant Piccolo barked, standing in front of the short soldier, "tell your story!"
With a steely face, Vegeta came forward, cutting a glare at all the new people. "Why do I have to tell this blasted story every year?" He grumbled to himself, before taking a breath. "You guys know my name. What you will not know, is my back story. And to be clear, I don't like any of you, so don't try to kiss ass." He nodded at the silence in the room, continuing, "I lived in a small town, and I was the son of a priest. The rest of my people, who basically lived in the church like I had, were all alike; we all had the strict belief that our religion was the only one. Our way was the only way."
Vegeta had fibbed a little on that. He didn't like to tell people the fact that he his father hadn't been a priest, but had been the second in command for the small KKK group that they had at that time. Lord Frieza was the one who had assembled it."Lord, my ass." He seethed.
"We went around, smashing other people down, if they didn't believe in what we did. We were kind of guilty of taking down others who didn't share our beliefs." He continued.
They were forced mindlessly to serve Frieza to bring down all of the people that he didn't like. They had gone through many, thinking nothing but what they were taught.
"And then, one day, we got discovered by the army, and then all was shut down. I got my second chance when I had gotten offered a spot in the Marines." He stepped back, clarifying that he was done with his speech.
Although the explanation had been a short one, Vegeta was the only one, besides the others, that there was more to the story than that. It wasn't the army that had discovered them. It was because Lord Frieza had bombed the whole squad, killing them off. Vegeta had been in another place, spending time away from all the sporadic killing that he had to endure.
Being in the Marines was just something that had struck his fancy. Well, it was a better option than being put in prison. When he had traveled back, along with his buddy Nappa, the FBI had been swarming the place. Before they could sneak away, the two had been snatched up, and taken into custody. To avoid prison, they both had to go to military school for the rest of their schooling. They had only been children then.
At the end of that road, they could have chose to either go into any branch of the military, or had the other choice of being their own person. That's right: a free person. Vegeta had devoted his time to the Marine corp. because he felt as though he needed to make up for all the wrong that he had done in his childhood. Only the people that he considered close to him knew the real background story.
He still loathed the person who killed his father, and the people that he had called family. He wanted revenge, and he was still planning that part.
"Don't you think that you guys have had enough drink for the night?" A bald man next to the couple beside him asked. He was observing very intently the two, who were going about, taking a gulp of whatever they ordered, and sucking each others faces.
The long haired man pulled back, eyes catching the man who had spoke. "No, sir," Yamcha said, words slurring, "we have not."
The large man smiled to himself as Yamcha took to smooching the feisty blue haired woman. He knew the guy, but it hadn't sunk int yet for the drunk. Right as he thought this, the young man whipped around, eyes focusing.
"Nappa! What are you doing here?" Yamcha's words were almost incoherent, so Nappa had to ask him again what he had said.
"Come again? I can't understand you with all the drinking that you apparently had enough of yet." He grinned, showing his white teeth. The two had crossed each others paths before. While at the military schools that he had went to, he had known the young mans father. His father was the principal there. Nappa had to endure the boys immature ways for a bit.
"I said. WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE?" Nappa flinched when the spit came flying directly at his face. Wiping it off, he put his large hand around the back of Yamcha's neck, gently squeezing it.
"Man, you need to stop. You know that your father doesn't like this." Nappa and Yamcha's father has became buddies when Nappa had instantly taken a like to the new experiences around him. He had thought that the childhood that he had went through was a bit obscene for his liking. With the things that were taught to him, he realized that the morals that Lord Frieza has pounded into them were wrong.
A scared look came to Yamcha's dark eyes. "I will stop." Was all he said, turning to apologize to the girl beside him.
"Probably just another girl to play with for the time being." Nappa thought. He studied how the pair interacted. The bluenette, named Bulma, started to yell.
"I'll give it about a week."
AN: Well there's another chapter. sorry for the wait. I hope you all liked it, and hope to hear some feedback.
I'v introduced Nappa, but what does he do in this fic?
What will happen next?
Find out in the next chapter!
Again, sorry for the short chapter. I will make it longer next time, I promise. Thanks for reading! See ya next time.