DRAGON BALL Z
TEARFUL RAGE
Vegeta takes a deep breath as he looks upon Zara's dead body. He kneels down and wipes away the blood and tears from her face. And with a heavy heart, he lowers himself and gives her a soft and gentle farewell kiss upon her lips.
"In order to go against Frieza's orders, you accepted death rather than take me in. You let the person you love kill you. Instead of placing me before the one we both hate. But why didn't you let me try and save you?"
The thought of putting her under the ground... no way is that an option. No way could he do something like that.
Looking upon his bloody hands, the fact that he's a super sayan right now doesn't even matter to him at all. The only thing he actually cares about at this moment, is contemplating suicide.
I could blast my own neck right now. Or just go into the ocean and hold my breath until I pass out. Maybe I'll just wait for Frieza's men to show up and let them kill me. I could go to Frieza and let her kill me. Or...
"No. I can't think like that. Zara... My Zara wouldn't want something like that. She would hold me and whisper in my ear that everything is going to be alright. That in time... This pain will pass. That better days are ahead of me. But those... days... my future... What sort of future do I have if I can't be with the one I love. She meant the world to me. She is my world. I would have done anything and everything for her. All she ever had to do was ask. But... she never did."
He carefully takes Zara into his arms and lifts her up as he stands up.
"I can still remember when I was a young man. A teenager, no matter what I told you or how strong I tried to look. You always could see right through me. How much I suffered. You treated me good. You always tried to have good times with me. I treated you bad. Right up until I turned into a man. But then I told you just how much I love you. And what you mean to me."
He kicks off from the ground and begins to fly at a slow speed, not exactly sure as to why he is flying to Frieza. Back to the mothership. But what he does know, is that he wants answers. He wants to know why did Zara... have to die like this.
Frieza knew about the two of them. She knew that Vegeta... that he had taken a strong liking to this woman. That two of them had become close. Practically everyone knew about them both. It wasn't that hard to figure out since they would sleep in the same room from time to time. But nothing was officially said aboard that ship.
Since the entire ship was nothing more than a combat vessel. A ship full of soldiers. To have a relationship with someone was quite difficult to forge. But a few people did in fact manage to do so. But none so strongly as these two.
And for some reason, Frieza always hated them for it.
But now that this was forced upon them. The death of the woman he loves. He deserves answers. This pain in his heart and spirit is with him for a reason.
"Why didn't I stop?"
Why? Why didn't he hold back his attack? He already knew that she wasn't going to fight him hard.
Was it because of the way she taught him to fight?
"Back then, as a child growing up, she would always block my attacks. She knew my style. Her style. She did teach me everything she knows. Whenever we trained, when she would train me that is... my moves... everything I know is thanks to her. She molded me, guided me. I... why couldn't I see that this time was different?"
His thoughts and reminiscing stop at this moment in time all thanks to seeing Frieza's mothership right in front of him. He stops for but a moment, allowing the facts of life soak into his mind.
"All the horrors that is my life, all the horrible things that is my life. My father, the wars. The woman I live... I want all this... to go away."
Something snaps within Vegeta as he lands upon the dry dirt and places Zara's dead body upon the ground. His eyes turn pail white as he becomes the animal. And embraces the hate inside.
"Frieza, you wanted the animal. Now I'm coming for blood. No code of conduct. No law. I'm gonna rip your head off."