A/N: This is a new edit, guys, so if you've read this chapter before, it might be different now.

Endings and Beginnings

Kress's eyes widened as he saw Vegeta standing in the doorway. He was different, Kress could sense it as well as see it. Before them stood what appeared to be a mere shadow of the prince they had served all these years… much of his face had been scarred over, and Kress was certain at least one of his legs was mechanical. But much more than that, his eyes were different… they were always cold, but where before there had been pride and confidence, now there was…evil. Pure evil, that was the only way to describe it. And there was something else…

Radditz had been the first to notice it. "V-vegeta! What did Frieza do to you? What happened to… your tail?"

It was true. Where Vegeta's tail had been, now there was half a tail, and what was left was charred, hanging limply behind him. Vegeta merely scowled, and after a long moment, began to walk toward Radditz.

"Exactly when were you planning to tell me?" he asked, ice in his voice. Glancing at Kress, he smirked, then his eyes went to the remote in Radditz's hand. "You were going to destroy Frieza and take the glory for yourself," he said, scowling back up at Radditz.

Something disturbed Radditz. This wasn't the Vegeta that they knew. "What does it matter, my prince? If Frieza is defeated, then our people are avenged."

Vegeta bared his teeth at Radditz, then in a flash the remote was no longer in Radditz's hands, but in his. He smirked, looking down at it. Then, eyes firmly on Kress, who watched helplessly, he closed his hand into a fist, crushing the remote.

"No!" Radditz exclaimed, rushing at Vegeta. Vegeta merely smirked and, in a flash, he was behind Radditz. Radditz cried out as a burning hole appeared in his chest, and he fell, revealing Vegeta standing behind him with his hand outstretched.

"Uncle!" Kress cried out, and managed to stand up just barely, the energy drainer preventing him from doing much else. He looked back at Vegeta. "Why? He was loyal to you!"

Vegeta scowled at this. "Loyal? The two of you have been conspiring against me from the start. Your power level was much higher than you let on, though now…" he said, a grin spreading on his face. "You're weaker than that sniveling child I laid eyes on seven years ago!" In a flash Kress was against the wall, and Vegeta's hand was at his throat. He could barely lift his arms, though he tried as his air supply was cut off. "I should kill you," he said, his face barely an inch away from Kress's. "But then, that would be no fun, would it?" he asked, and dropped the boy. Picking Kress up again, he grabbed a fistful of his hair and forced him to look on the body of his dead uncle. "Radditz was a fool… do you know why he's dead?" he asked.

Kress scowled. "Because you killed him," he spat.

"No! He died because he had grown too attached to you!" He smirked. "He was so concerned about you and your precious remote that he dropped his guard. You see, Kress… he loved you," he said, grimacing as he said the word. "Love is a weakness."

He narrowed his eyes, then dropped Kress again, placing his foot on the boy's neck so that his face was a foot away from the lifeless face of his uncle. "Repeat it! Love is a weakness!"

Kress could barely breathe. "W-why are you doing this?" he managed, but the pressure of Vegeta's boot on his neck only increased. Finally, he could take no more. "Okay… Love is a weakness," he said, as he started to black out.

Vegeta's boot eased up a little, but did not leave Kress's neck. "Again," he said, and Kress repeated the phrase, over and over, for nearly an hour. When Vegeta had had enough, he lifted his foot and kicked Kress hard in the stomach. Kress struggled to breathe as Vegeta took out a knife and began to cut the flesh from Radditz's carcass.

"W-what are you doing?" Kress gasped from the floor. A puddle of blood had begun to grow beneath Radditz as Vegeta cut, and nearly reached where he was lying.

Vegeta smirked. "Waste not, want not," he said morbidly, and Kress watched in horror as he completely carved every bit of flesh from Radditz's bones, leaving only a skeleton and torn armor lying in a pool of blood. Kress noted sickly that the amount of flesh was enough to completely fill a seven-gallon food storage unit, which was where Vegeta was putting it all. He tried hard not to think of it as the remains of his uncle, but was unable to keep the thought from his mind. All the times they had fought together, laughed together… and Vegeta was treating him like some beast he had hunted.

"You're a monster," Kress said. Vegeta stopped his work and turned back to him, cocking his head.

"Just wait," he said sadistically, and plunged the knife into Kress's shoulder. Kress cried out. "Radditz wanted to make you into a secret weapon against Frieza," he hissed, as the boy writhed beneath him. He brought his face near Kress's, and Kress could see the mania hidden behind them. "Then, let's turn you into a weapon, boy. By the time I'm done with you, no force alive will dare to forget the Saiyan race!"

Kress swallowed at the evil glint in Vegeta's eyes, at the horror that hid behind them. Whatever Frieza had done to Vegeta, it had completely obliterated the person he had known. Frieza had created a monster out of Vegeta, and now Vegeta was going to create one out of him.

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Chichi held her aching shoulder, moving it to work out the kinks. Bulma had been working at the ship's computer for a while now, and was very close to completely repairing the damage that was done by the crash-landing it had received, and time. Mr. Popo had left for the Lookout after Bulma had successfully created a new user interface that used their own language. The rest was just basic repairs, all of which Bulma insisted on fixing before they left. Chichi wanted to help, but she had never been good with electronics… which was one of the reasons she had pushed Gohan so hard in his studies when he was a boy…

For some reason, thinking of Gohan made her shoulder hurt even more…

Now her Goku was gone, too. Chichi needed something to do… she couldn't keep thinking of the past, or they would never get out of here. Instead, she began to go through the ship, checking out what would be available to them while they were in space. There wasn't much space, but there was another room separate from the main one… that was probably for private things, but Chichi didn't know enough about Kami to know what kind of things that would entail. No, it looked like the women would have to partition off parts of the main room if they wanted any kind of privacy, which shouldn't be too much of an issue as they were both women, but would still be nice to have.

"Done!" Bulma called out, just as they felt the ground rumble beneath them. "What's that?" she asked, trying to hold herself steady.

"The androids!" Chichi cried, and Bulma quickly pressed some buttons on the computer panel in front of her. In no time, they felt the ship begin to move, and Chichi held onto the chair in the center of the room. Bulma made her way to it, also, and the two of them held on for dear life as the ship blasted off through the planet's atmosphere. When they were clear, the shaking stopped, and the gravity within the ship returned to normal. Bulma stood up, as did Chichi, and they looked at the viewport. Behind them the Earth was getting smaller and smaller, and Chichi smiled slightly. Her husband was there, on that planet… all she had ever known was there, and now she was leaving it. She had considered staying there, dying with her husband, but something within her told her that surviving would be the best way. Someone had to take care of Bulma, after all… her new baby would be coming soon, and if she weren't there, who would deliver it? It felt good to be needed… taking care of others was all she'd ever done, ever since her mother died when she was young. And, who knows? Maybe, if fate was kind, she'd be re-united with her son?

Bulma laid a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Chichi, we made it. Whatever we leave behind, it's time to start over now… they would want us to."

Chichi nodded, smiling, holding back tears. They had a new life ahead of them… they were the last of their kind, and the universe was a big place. Who knew what could happen?