Chapter Thirty-One
Kakarot's Wrath, Vegeta's Pride
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Vegeta slowly emerged onto the ship from out of the dust. Kakarot stood protectively in front of me, guarding me with his life. Vegeta grinned; his signature evil smile at us once his view was clear of us. Vegeta chuckled,
"Kakarot…"
"Vegeta…"
I peeked out from behind Kakarot nervously. Vegeta glanced and saw me.
"Well, well, well… look at what we have here?"
I whimpered and tucked myself back behind Kakarot like a scared, little cat with the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. His eyes were darkly focused on Vegeta. A low growl pitched the back of his throat and Vegeta chuckled more. He took a step forward and Kakarot stood strong.
"You cut your hair… You look different, but not so much that I couldn't recognize that pretty, little face…"
His words were very fowl and I felt so afraid. Kakarot stood strong, protecting me. Vegeta ignored my hair for the moment and just focused on the next thing he wanted to bring up.
"I noticed I couldn't track you anymore… You actually managed to get that collar off without it detonating… It takes some pretty skillful hands to do something like that…"
He spoke the words with a cocky tone as he held up the small silver remote. Kakarot wasn't fazed by his words a bit. Of course, he was able to get it off; he was a mercenary, a thief, a professional hacker and a soldier… and he could cook!
Seriously, what can't he do?!
"It says it was deactivated, so I knew you weren't dead; good thing my ship can track other Saiyan ships from light years away… he-he; you two really thought you could get away from me…"
He crushed the silver remote in his fist, calmly dropping the small pieces to the floor. I was still so confused. Kakarot was too, but certainly was not showing it.
"If you knew where she was the whole time, even without that stupid collar, then why'd you send out soldiers and fleets…? Why didn't you just come and get her yourself?!"
Kakarot was very serious when he spoke, pointed at Vegeta in a very direct and demanding way. Vegeta studied him carefully before answering with a grin plastered to his face,
"…because I wanted to wait and see if you two would actually try to escape… and you did. It's simply the thrill of the hunt!"
Kakarot's blood came to a boil. He was furious, but he was struggling to hold back how angry he truly was through expression. There was a long silence before Vegeta chuckled to himself and spoke once again,
"Well, Kakarot… why don't you just be a good boy and hand the girl over… now?!"
I felt Kakarot's hand reach back and touch my arm gently, protectively hiding me further behind him.
"Fuck you…"
Vegeta's grin grew wider and took another step towards us.
"Sorry, Kakarot, but I don't 'roll' that way…"
Another growl sounded from Kakarot and his fangs bore before he chuckled darkly at the Prince.
"He-he, that's not what you were saying that when I was in your bed with you… bitch."
Vegeta chuckled at their banter and Kakarot's extremely sarcastically angry voice, knowing well that they never would have done anything together anyways, but it was still always fun to make snarky, sarcastic remarks towards one another. He grinned before raising an eyebrow at me behind Kakarot. Kakarot's expression immediately went from evil smile to terrifying frown as if he were about to fight to the death.
"Vegeta, leave her alone… She doesn't want to be with you anymore…"
"He-he; do you think I care?! She's my slave, remember, and I make her decisions for her, and I think, she wants to come home… to me… now."
Kakarot held my arm securely as he stared down Vegeta. Kakarot chuckled slightly at Vegeta's comment.
"Is something funny, Kakarot?"
Kakarot grinned wildly at him, still fuming.
"It's just that you still don't get it… She'll never love you, Vegeta… No one ever will."
Kakarot's words were very cold and hurtful. Vegeta merely laughed evilly at us.
"You cannot deny it, Kakarot. You are a Saiyan. You have pure Saiyan blood rushing through your veins…"
Vegeta clenched a fist at him, grinning as he continued his little speech, ignoring what Kakarot had said before he started speaking,
"You were a mercenary your whole life. You want to hurt. You want others to feel pain. You want to be the cause of that pleasurable pain…"
He paused to make sure the tall, disgruntled Saiyan was listening still,
"You want to hurt this girl just as I do. You want to hear her scream like she did that night you took her as your own… when you transformed…"
Kakarot's blood was to its top boiling point now. He was ready to explode in rage.
"Shut up! You know nothing of me… Prince Vegeta!"
Kakarot's angrily, sassy attitude amused Vegeta as they stood toe to toe with evil and dark tension; only feet away from one another.
"He-he; oh, Kakarot… poor, little Kakarot… I know everything about you; from the day and time that you were born to how you moved to another planet for five years of your sad, little life to train… to how you had only had sex once before this pretty, little whore came into your life resulting in your bastard son, Gohan… You were only one-hundred and fifty-four and yet, you climbed up on that whore like it was nothing…"
He paused, watching Kakarot's expression become angrier and angrier. Vegeta's eyes lowered, still looking at Kakarot, though, as did his voice in pitch as he said the next line.
"…to how you enjoy the taste of blood mixed with fine white wine just as I do, myself… ahh, the flavor…"
Vegeta closed his eyes, tilting his head back, thinking of the distinguished taste and licking his lips seductively.
"…so divine…"
Kakarot stared at him with dark eyes, giving him a disgusted look; he was ready to rip the Prince's throat out.
"That's all lies and you know it…!"
Vegeta grinned and slowly backed off from Kakarot a few feet, but it still wasn't safe. Did Kakarot actually like that?! Was Vegeta just being a bitch, pulling my leg with all these comments about Kakarot?! Was it all true? The Prince looked back down for a moment before glancing back up at Kakarot, and then, glanced past the Saiyan at my shaking body.
"He-he; come to me, my dear… I'll take you home."
Vegeta slowly reached an arm outward, still feet from where I was, but he still felt far too close. I grabbed hold of the back of Kakarot's shirt. He didn't acknowledge me directly, but I felt his shoulders move and tense when I did so. He didn't dare take his eyes off of Vegeta for a second. I nervously shook my head 'no' at him, and then quickly tucked my face into Kakarot's back, rubbing my tears into his shirt. Vegeta grinned and took a small step closer. Kakarot pushed me further back behind him, stepping in his path he was going to take.
"You'll never lay another hand on her…"
"He-he; Kakarot… you're trying my patience."
Kakarot was serious. He wasn't going to let him come anywhere near me. I shivered and coward in fear behind him while Vegeta glared at the Saiyan mercenary.
"Oh… I almost forgot… How could I forget?! I wanted to tell you a secret. A secret I've been keeping for quite some time now… from both of you…"
Kakarot raised an eyebrow at him.
"What are you talking about?"
"Your pretty, little mate behind you… yeah, I see those teeth marks; those aren't mine, I know that for a fact…"
I gasped and shakily brought my hand up to cover my neck.
"They're far too fresh… He probably just gave those to you a few hours ago…"
Kakarot quickly glanced back at me and then looked back up at Vegeta angrily.
"You know that night… the night that we fucked her with Vegito and Gogeta…"
The words made both I and Kakarot cringe. I was holding back so many tears. Vegeta chuckled maniacally at us.
"Your past mate, that human I made an Elite soldier, I broke him… severely."
My eyes went wide as he spoke the words, staring directly at me past Kakarot.
"What the fuck are you talking about?! What, you told him or something?! What the fuck did you do?!"
"He-he; easy, Kakarot; I never told him… I simply showed him…"
We both fell completely silent. What was he talking about?! What did he mean?!
"Wh-What?!"
My voice was so quiet and weak. Kakarot glanced back at me, hanging on to my arm safely. He glared back at Vegeta.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"
Vegeta laughed out loud, sarcastically bringing a hand up to his eye and wiping it from laughing out tears of joy.
"Oh, Kakarot, you really are an idiot!"
He took another step back towards us, grinning sinisterly at Kakarot.
"The bastard didn't even see it coming. One shot to the head and BAM; he was out! Next thing the idiot knows, he's bound and tied up in the closet where, as you know, you can see through; through the slits in the doors. He heard everything, he saw everything… I never told you, Gogeta, or Vegito, or anyone… he-he, it was simply a show to behold; his poor, innocent, little mate being pulverized by three Saiyan Elites, all three times her own size! Ha! Oh, it was priceless! I think my most favorite part was the fact that he didn't even wake up until after it had all already started. He-he; the poor bastard tried screaming your worthless name, but sadly, you were screaming far too loud for anyone to hear him… he-he; and even when your pathetic cries were muffled by Kakarot, Vegito and Gogeta gladly howled out their appreciation above room volume…"
Vegeta paused to take in the moment.
"…and by the time it was all over, he was far too broken to even cry…"
I was paralyzed where I stood. He didn't… He… N-No… I was broken again… I felt my spirit breaking again; that night shattered my soul. Kakarot was stunned in electric anger. He was ready to explode. Being reminded of that night was tormenting for both of us; more or less me, but now this news about Nathan, he was a thousand and ten percent done with Vegeta! The tears I had been holding back finally began to stream down my face. Kakarot's whole body tensed; his skin began to burn.
"After the little whore fell unconscious, I dragged the sad, sap out and told him to get lost… and he certainly did."
Vegeta began laughing and Kakarot glowed golden with rage. His skin was practically on fire.
"You… You… You heartless bastard…! YOU MONSTER…!"
Vegeta chuckled at his anger,
"Now, you know why I kept it a secret?!"
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
Kakarot's hair electrified in gold and his eyes burned into turquoise spheres. He charged at Vegeta, letting his guard of me down. Vegeta dodged his first attack, but managed to slam his fist into the center of his face, shattering his nose. Vegeta bellowed out in pain as his flew back into a metal wall. Kakarot charged again, slamming more and more punches into him as he stayed stuck against the wall. After about two solid minutes of Kakarot beating the shit out of Vegeta, he finally backed off. I stayed curled up in a ball near the consol weeping.
Nathan… saw… everything?! No… No… No…
Kakarot was breathing heavily as he turned his back of the Saiyan Prince, who looked unconscious, his hair went back to normal and his eyes went back to onyx coal, flaming and enraged. Vegeta began to chuckle quietly, making Kakarot stop dead in his tracks.
"Well…"
Kakarot's head immediately shot up and back to the body slammed into the metal wall.
"…I must say, Kakarot… I was hoping for this day to come…"
He pushed himself from the wall and fell to the floor and his hands and knees, chuckling. He slowly, shakily stood up and stared into Kakarot's burning eyes, cracking his neck to the side, and cracking his knuckles in his fists, preparing to fight.
"Now, Kakarot, why don't you put on those 'big-boy' pants of yours and fight seriously, huh?!"
The sarcastic tone in his voice struck a nerve in him. He snapped, but didn't charge. He instead stepped back towards me, protecting me again. I slowly looked up at him, standing shakily behind him. Anger and rage covered his face. Kakarot growled loudly, but low at Vegeta who found him incredibly amusing.
"Super Saiyan… Come on, you can do better than that!"
Kakarot almost looked shocked for a moment. Vegeta had been training a lot over the past few years, but was he seriously stronger than a Super Saiyan?! Kakarot glared at him, attempting to read his thoughts. His senses tingled and he immediately knew how far he'd gotten, how high he'd reached. Vegeta stepped forward more, chuckling as he knew what Kakarot was attempting to do.
"He-he; oh, Kakarot… oh, so protective of a mere human… How pathetic…"
"You'd do the same thing, Vegeta…"
Vegeta stopped. He stared down, holding himself up by leaning his hands against his knees to catch his breath. Blood dripped from his face to the floor. He slowly straightened up, cracking his neck to the side again and looked back up at the tall Saiyan.
"Give… me… the girl…"
Kakarot's eyes flared with rage.
"I don't think so… If you want her so badly… then come and get her… Prince…!"
I tensed when the words came out of Kakarot's mouth. Vegeta simply laughed and his fangs began to show as he smiled. Kakarot gently pushed me further back behind him for I kept getting too close in behind and he stepped towards Vegeta.
"He-he; gladly…"
Vegeta's voice was low and rich with evil. They growled at one another. Vegeta still grinned like it was all still just a game, but Kakarot was ready to kill him. He was scarier than he's ever been before. They both began to glow, their aura's burning intensely. I ducked down again and hid under the consol at the front of the ship completely. I closed my eyes as tight as I could from the bright lights and covered my hands over my ears. They screamed loudly as they began to charge their energy. They turned golden, electricity flying everywhere, brighter, brighter, their hair growing crazier, until… the gold was gone, and something else emerged. When the lights slowly went away a few seconds later, I opened my eyes and nervously uncovered my ears. They changed. They both looked like beasts like no other. Fur covered their bodies and their hair was longer and flared more. Kakarot's body radiated immensely with rage and anger while Vegeta was calmer and more in control; even though they both looked almost the same. The only two differences was the height; Kakarot being way taller, and Vegeta having long dark brown hair instead of long jet black. I stared teary-eyed in awe at the powerful, beast-like men standing face to face, ready to kill one another, and because of me. There was a long drawn out silence before Kakarot spoke to me without taking his eyes from Vegeta,
"Taylor, listen to me. You must get to the other side of the ship and stay there no matter what. I have little control in this form, so I can't look at you… let alone help you… You must do it yourself. Do you understand?"
His words were serious and almost evil sounding. His voice was also much lower than it already was. It was kind of scary. What would happen if he looked at me? Would the monster in him attack me again? Would it return? Would it be worse?!
"Y-Yes…"
"Good… Now, go!"
I slowly rose, but Vegeta's eyes quickly swept over to mine and in a flash, he was right next to me. The back of his hand came down and struck me hard across the face, sending me flying into the farthest wall on the other side of the room.
"AHHHHHHH…!"
Kakarot was a second too late when he reached out to grab the Saiyan Prince's hand. I was hit, and I was down. Unconscious and not able to leave, Kakarot immediately forgot his own orders and let the Prince go and ran for me.
"He-he; looks like a laid a hand on her…"
Kakarot ignored Vegeta and focused only on me at that moment.
"Taylor… Taylor, no… a-are you… uhh…"
The second he stood over me, his body tensed and froze. He stared down at me, feeling heat rolling through his whole being. His breathing was heavy as he slowly kneeled down over me like a predator. His hand hovered over my bruising face; he clenched his teeth, his incisors glimmering and bore. He wanted to touch me, he wanted to scratch me, he wanted to bite me, he wanted to fuck me, he wanted to take me… to mark me severely; Vegeta slowly walked towards us from behind him.
"Scarven… do ven fere… m-my… mate…"
Kakarot's voice was low, growly and shaky. He was struggling with the decision on what to do worse than ever before. Vegeta chuckled at Kakarot's comment in their race's language.
"So very delicate…"
Kakarot spoke huskily, his eyes, dark red and pupils thin and slit like cats', not denying that I was a fragile creature, but that made me ever more appealing at that very moment, to have something so fragile and beautiful lay defenseless beneath him. He stroked my neck softly, even with the large claws that were now his nails. He knew they could tear flesh from bone but here they were touching velvet skin without leaving a mark. Kakarot's pheromones were becoming so strong that even Vegeta felt how strongly he wanted me. Vegeta grinned at the large Saiyan kneeled down over me, and then, quietly spoke in a growly, sarcastic voice,
"Do it, Kakarot. Take her; make her yours. You know you want to… Like you said… 'You have little control in this form'… Take her… Fuck her…"
Anger and fear racing through his head, he slowly tore his gaze from my weak, unconscious body to turn and look at the Prince. Lust and rage filled his burning eyes as he stared at the Saiyan Prince. He slowly rose, not leaving from where he was though.
"He-he; sorry, Vegeta, but… I already have. Just like you pointed out…"
Vegeta grinned as he watched Kakarot licked the fronts of his teeth, hungry and fearsome.
"Fuck her then… Do it…!"
Kakarot's eyes were almost considering it. Vegeta put a lot of emphasis on the words 'Do it'. He grinned wickedly at the tall, animalistic Saiyan. Kakarot wanted to, his body wanted to. He slowly turned back to me. He was losing control. He needed to, he needed me.
No, I… I can't… I won't! NO!
The final wire in him snapped and he spun around and slammed his fist into Vegeta jaw. The following few minutes were none other than gruesome, animalistic ravaging and fighting. Kakarot went insane. Vegeta didn't expect to fail. Incautiously, Vegeta wanted to manipulate me into going back with him, but only because he truly did miss me. He wanted to feel me, to hurt me, to love me, to do everything with me. He loved me, but he never got the chance to tell me. He was a big show off and always wanted to play the 'I'm-too-manly-for-love' card. Kakarot didn't care. He told me on several occasions since we escaped that he loved me.
The loud sounds of rumbling echoed through my sleepy and pounding head. They were destroying the ship from the inside out from fighting. I couldn't move. I lay there, weak and defenseless. My eyes slowly drift shut again after only seeing the blurred visions of them, jumping and tackling, growling, snarling and roaring at one another.
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The ceiling collapsed and one of them went down. The other fell flat to the ground, weak and tired of fighting. The battle was almost over; all that was left was to get off the siren blaring, crumbling apart ship.
Moments before the roof the main floor of the ship we were on collapsed, Vegeta contemplated everything that had happened over the past four months, all within a few seconds before the final blow; all the memories; so much bad, screaming and fighting, blood and scars, beating and bruising, but… there was a glimpse of good. The small moments he remembered that were… fun; they made him feel… happy.
Vegeta remembered when he made me his mate; I didn't like it or want it, but he felt such a spark when it had happened. He had never claimed a woman before. He remembered us dancing at the Royal family dinner, but then remembered Bardock being a scumbag towards me. He remembered that he had stood up for me at that moment. He remembered when we actually made love, for the first time; not fucking… It was love. He remembered how I had smiled at him, and how I would probably never smile at him again. It made him feel… well, sad.
It wasn't until that moment, when Vegeta was backed into a corner, beaten at his own game, with nowhere left to run or to hide, that he had to finally admit to himself… the truth.
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"K-Kakarot…"
A voice, slightly familiar, but with a strange liquid-like quality, interrupted Kakarot of his thoughts and he glanced around until he gaze fell on the fallen Prince… Vegeta…
He was pinned under a huge chunk of the ceiling and was only visible from the waist up, but the view he had of Vegeta was enough; one of the huge metal support beams was impaled through his abdomen and several smaller shards of metal had skewered his chest, neck and arms. What was actually surprising was that there was anything left of him at all, let alone still awake and breathing. They were both powered down, back to their normal forms, but Kakarot still felt the raging and lusting beast inside him outside of him. Though, it wasn't there, he felt like it was.
"You're alive."
Kakarot murmured as he slowly got back to his feet, stumbling slightly from fighting, and then crouched down to one knee near Vegeta and looked at him; even through the blood which coated his face and body, he still looked arrogant and proud. In a way, it was a pity that Vegeta had been such an overconfident and egotistical man; if he'd treated me with even a little bit of affection, then I would probably never would have humiliated him or wanting to run away with Kakarot, and this whole situation would never have happened; probably. Vegeta coughed and thick red globs of blood that splattered up, coating his chin and neck,
"H-Help me…"
He demanded with one hand moving feebly as though that was the best he could do while stapled to the floor. Kakarot tried to feel pity for him, but the vast emptiness inside of him had long ago swallowed his ability to feel most things; other than for me, and he only felt a vague sense of amusement towards the beaten Prince, and for once he didn't bother to hide it; Vegeta had had this coming. Vegeta spoke the words demandingly, but almost pleading, too. He didn't seem like he wanted to die; in fact, it was oddly fitting for him to have ended up this way; a casualty of my rage. Especially after everything he'd done to me over past few months and especially after what he had tricked him into doing to me. The bastard knew he could control himself at the time. He fucking knew it, but… it still happened, and there was nothing he could've done about it. He could've said 'no', but that probably would've gotten him killed. It was definitely fitting that the reason he was now dying was because of me; Kakarot grinned slightly at the thought.
"I said, help me; are you deaf, Kakarot?! I… I command you!"
He demanded again, his black eyes unfocused and his voice weak as he coughed and choked on his own blood.
"No."
Kakarot stood up and smiled down, letting Vegeta see the monster within him; because of him; for all the years, because of the damned Prince. He was a monster, but I was what kept him sane. If I wasn't there or 'unconscious' in this case, I couldn't help him. He lost control, and now, the monster was released upon Vegeta. Vegeta was getting everything he deserved.
"What…?"
"No, I don't think I will."
Kakarot chuckled while Vegeta sputtered and more blood came up, his face twisted in rage and pain.
"You have t-to… I command you… I am your P-Prince… now… help me!"
Kakarot laughed, throwing his head back and enjoying a good chuckle amongst the rubble of the room, the end of his laughter lost amongst the warning sirens.
"I don't have to do anything you say; I never did. Why the fuck would I help you after the way you treated her?!"
The Saiyan crouched back down again.
"I never really did like you, Vegeta, but I'm sure you already knew that; surely you did; even after everything we'd been through, it still wasn't there. You know, that spark of friendship. I must say, though, you were pretty interesting and fun to hang out with for a while. Our assignments, our missions… Well, at least you were until I found something I liked better than fighting and killing…"
He let his gaze slide over to me, and Vegeta's eyes followed it, widening as they saw me lying on the floor near the door he had come through, still unconscious. He didn't remember striking me down. Neither did Kakarot, but he suspected as much.
"Taylor… is alive?"
His eyes filled with something like anguish, forgetting that he had been the one to knock me out in an attempt to foolishly trick Kakarot again and Kakarot patted him on a shoulder in a camaraderie fashion.
"Of course; you didn't think I'd let her die at your beastly hand, now, did you?"
He grabbed a chunk of Vegeta's hair, and forced him to look back up at him. Vegeta grunted in pain, spitting up blood into Kakarot's face. Kakarot didn't flinch; him grinned evilly and licked his lips where some of the blood had sprayed, and chuckled,
"I'm glad this happened to you…"
Kakarot hissed spitefully,
"After what you made me to do her, I was always going to kill you, but I never could've known it would've been so much fun."
He let go of his hair and Vegeta's head fell back with an echoing bang against the metal floor. He breathed heavily, glaring at Kakarot.
"Do-Don't… hurt h-her."
"Shut up…"
Kakarot spoke through gritted teeth. Vegeta coughed up more blood and his eyes focused on Kakarot's with a sudden ferocity.
"She… doesn't… deserve..."
"I said… SHUT UP!"
Kakarot snarled at Vegeta,
"Why should you care if I hurt her, huh? You are a bastard, Prince Vegeta, and you'll never be loved. The only reason you're even saying this shit now is because, for the first time in your life, you've lost… You've lost the only thing that meant anything to you… your pride."
Kakarot chuckled maniacally, while turning and looking at me.
"Taylor is going to be something special by the time I've finished with her. She'll never remember you, your face, your name, let alone your pathetic fucking life."
He stood up again, wiping his bloody hands on his clothes. He was purposely trying to make Vegeta's last moments alive true Hell! He was purposely trying to get him all wound up.
"No… d-don't…!"
Vegeta gasped for breath, more blood coming from his nose. Kakarot stamped down on one of the metal shards in Vegeta's chest, pushing it through his body and smiling wider as the Prince screamed.
"SHUT UP!"
He smashed his foot into his shattered side and he gasped in pain and screamed. He tilted his head to the side as he looked down at him, grinning evilly. It did feel good to harm and to hurt again, especially if it was being afflicted upon the one hated more than anyone else.
"I'm not going to be helping you; you're going to die and I'm going to free Taylor. I'll be with her, I'll protect her, and I'll love her for the rest of my days. She'll never be hurt by you again…"
Kakarot chuckled before continuing, putting a lot of emphasis in everything he said to the fallen Prince.
"You're going to die here… and alone… he-he; and I love that fact!"
He stepped back and left Vegeta choking on his own blood. He walked over to my unconscious body and he scooped me into his arms and held me carefully against his chest. He glanced back at Vegeta who was watching him with hateful, bloody eyes. He struggled to reach an arm out towards Kakarot's direction, only to let it drop from weakness.
"I'll see you around, Vegeta."
Kakarot turned and started to leave with me before he stopped and looked back with a grin,
"Oh, wait; I guess I won't."
He laughed as he left the Prince to die and went through the door in which Vegeta had first come through to get onto his ship to escape the soon-to-explode wreckage. Vegeta lay in the pool of his blood while lights and sirens flashed and echoed throughout the room. A single tear ran from his eye, through the smeared blood on his face and down to the floor. The last thing he remembered was seeing of me; my unconscious face as Kakarot carried me out and away from him… forever. He dug his nails into the metal floor. His vision became blurry and the pain in the back of his throat struck immensely from holding back tears. He choked up more blood and could feel his own heart rate decreasing.
Taylor…! Don't go… with him…
He closed his eyes slowly. He could no longer feel the pain. Vegeta lay there, dying; the Prince of all Saiyans, dying.
I'm… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry, Taylor… I'm… I'm so sorry…
This was it; the pain of loss. He couldn't feel anything anymore. His pride was shattered… and I was gone… for good. He never felt so alone.
Father… Pl-Please, find me… I need to find her… please… T-Taylor… I'll…I-I…