loves the little one more than anything. "




A little later everyone was sitting together over dinner and chatting about old times. Goku, Kuririn, Muten Roshi and Gohan in particular had a lively conversation.


Vegeta was extremely still and chewed his food listlessly.But in reality he was listening carefully. Bra had once again found a seat on his lap and helped himself from your father's bowl.


"That's really unbelievable! Your daughter is sitting calmly on your father's lap and he doesn't mind?" marveled C 18.


Bulma nodded. "I told you, yes, he's doing himself. Bra is really a blessing for him!"




But the more the stories included Vegeta himself, the more the Sayajin darkened. In all of his past experiences he had mostly always stood in the shadow of Son Goku or had been haunted by bad luck. How many fights he had fought and how often was he lying with his nose in the dust, defeated by his stronger enemies! And then every time Goku or his sons would appear and save the day! For him only second place was always left. And this fact gnawed at his ego to this day. What had he tried to become better than Kakarott - in vain.He would never hold a candle to him, that much was for sure.




After all, it was Bulma who brought it to the attention of Son-Goku and the others and referred them to Vegeta.


"Oh-sorry, you're right. Vegeta doesn't like to think back to his past adventures. But without him we would have looked quite old at times!" Goku nodded understandingly, then turned to the Sayajin: "Hey, Vegeta, do you remember how we finished Boo? We both as Vegetto and then you had this crazy plan! But it worked! We were a great team , right? Although Mr. Satan has earned all the fame, but what the heck ... "




Vegeta didn't answer. Instead, he lifted Bra off his lap and passed it to Trunks. Then he rose from his seat, slammed his palms on the table and shouted, "I don't need your gentle gifts, Kakarott!"


"Father please!" tried to mediate Trunks, who feared an upcoming argument.

"You stay out of there !!" Vegeta rebuked his son.


Suddenly it was dead quiet at the table.


"I didn't mean it that way, Vegeta! I just wanted to ..."


"Oh-shut up! You have fun bragging about your deeds and teasing me about it! I knew it right away! I shouldn't have come with you!"


"Vegeta! That's enough!" shouted Bulma angrily. "We're invited here, so act accordingly! Apologize to Goku!"


The Sayajin glared at her, then fell on his little daughter. She stared at him with big, frightened eyes and asked softly: "Why are you suddenly so angry, dad?"


The sight was like a stab in the heart for him. He clenched his fists, then suddenly turned abruptly and shot off like a rocket through the air!


"I have to apologize for Vegeta, but that's just the way he is. Moody and unpredictable!" said Bulma, ashamed.

"What did I do?" Son-Goku asked helplessly around the group.


"You hurt his pride!" Trunks explained seriously. "You know how sensitive Vegeta is about this!"


"Oh no! What have I done chatterbox there again! Now he's mad because I had to talk about the old days! I should have known that Vegeta is allergic to it!"


"That's right! We completely forgot his feelings!" sighed Kuririn.


"That and feelings! Where were his feelings when he let Cell absorb me?" noted C18 angrily.


"Oh, dear! He's had it hard enough! Have you still not forgiven him for that?"


"No! And I never will either!"




"I should apologize to Vegeta!" decided Goku.


"That doesn't make any sense now. Leave him alone for a while. Maybe then he'll let himself talk again."


"It's good, Trunks. I'm really sorry!"

"U.S. as well!" Muten Roshi nodded.




"Those damn, conceited ..... they think I've already forgotten everything and am over it? Oh no! A sayajin never forgets!" Vegeta crunched as he flew over the forest. "NO WAY!"


He suddenly stopped abruptly and cleared all his pent-up anger and despair with a loud outcry! After that he felt a little better. He flew on until the forest ended and a mile-long ravine opened beneath him in the ground.




Vegeta landed on the edge of the deep canyon. Below was a raging torrent that flowed into the sea a few kilometers to the north.


"What am I always doing wrong? I have always trained and fought with all my efforts and still do it! And yet I do not manage to be equal to the others! Kakarott, his son, my son in the future ... they are all stronger and better than me! Why only! Why? What gives you these powers and power?Damn it, even as a Super Sayajin, I can't hold a candle to you! What should I do? I don't think I am worth being a Sayajin prince! "


Sadly, Vegeta dropped to her knees and bowed her head.


"Kakarott was always the better of the two of us ... and his firstborn son, a half-breed, even surpasses him! Even though I'm an upper-class Sayajin! When I got stronger, he easily caught up with me! And that, although he too Lost its tail long ago! Without a tail, a Sayajin is imperfect! It is our wild legacy from ancient times that once made us invincible! When we turned into Oozarus, nothing and no one could stop us! You just had to be careful, that you don't lose your tail, otherwise the effect was gone! But only a few knew this secret ... "he thought. "If only I could reawaken this legacy! Then I would have the strength to be equal to Kakarott, I'm sure!And when I can transform myself again, I will try to control my consciousness even better, I am the only one who has the ability to control it in the oozaru stage! I just have to manage to suppress the blind urge to destroy! "




Vegeta stretched his arms up to the sky.


"You souls of my ancestors ... if only you could help me to become a true Sayajin again! I want my place back in your midst! I want my tail back, the symbol of my invincibility and dignity! I want my oozaru -Blood back! " he called into the darkness.




At the same time, somewhere deep in the underworld ...


Nappa, the Sayajin warrior, listened up.


"That's Vegeta's voice!" he shouted.


"You can hear him?" asked Raddiz, another Sayajin who was sitting next to him on a rock. He was Son-Goku's older brother and was killed by Piccolo long ago in a duel with him.Since then, he and Nappa have lived in the hell of the underworld.


"Oh yes, I can hear him! Finally, after so many years! He must be really desperate! So, you are calling the souls of your ancestors! Here is one who is really eager to help you! And it will." I rely on it! "




Meanwhile Vegeta made up her mind. He concentrated and held the palms of his hands together. A short time later, a bright sphere of energy began to form between his palms.


"I haven't done that for a long time ... this light imitates the glow of the moon and changes when the planet you are on has no moon. Maybe it will grow my tail again and give it to me the lack of strength back! "


When the glowing ball was the size of a beach ball, Vegeta let it float up until it was about ten meters above him. Then he let the silver light sink in.He threw up his arms, threw his head back and shouted: "Light of the moon! Give me back my oozaru blood! Let me become a perfect sayajin again!"




"He's actually trying to transform himself again!" Nappa grinned angrily. "But that won't be so easy, he's been without his tail too long! But I can help a little ..."


"Do you want to help him become an armed monkey again so that he can crush his friends?"


"Not quite. I know how I can hit Kakarott and the others a lot harder! And especially Vegeta! Now the time has finally come when I can take revenge on you, my prince! I raised you and was your permanent one Teacher and companion after the death of your father! I was a respected member of his elite unit and bodyguard! And how did you thank me? When this Kakarott beat me up, you catapulted me into the sky and just dumped me, like an old boot because, in your opinion, I was no longer worthy of being a Sayajin!But you failed just like me! Even several times! You are just as unworthy of being a sayajin, much less a prince! But now I'm fighting back! Do you want to be perfect again? You want your oozaru blood and your cock back? You can have it! But not in the way you are used to! "


"What are you going to do, Nappa?" asked Raddiz.


"In the long time we've been sitting down here, I've picked up some interesting things. And an underworld demon told me something special: the shadow curse!"


"Shadow Curse?"


"Exactly! He can turn a wish into its opposite or change it! Vegeta wants to be perfect again! I will give him a perfection that he and the others up there will be delighted with!" shouted Nappa and laughed maliciously.


"And you think your curse will reach Him?"


"He will! Vegeta is intent on becoming a perfect Sayajin again! And that obsession will guide the curse!"



At first Vegeta only felt a tingling sensation in his fingers, which slowly spread throughout his body. Then he felt his heart start beating faster.


"Come on! Awaken inside me again, wild inheritance!" he growled, trying with all his might to conjure up a transformation. He felt his blood boil more and more, the light intensified this feeling.




Nappa also concentrated. Then he began to mumble a strange incantation and a black sphere of energy appeared between his palms!


"Power of the black shadow of hell! Become the shadow of Oozaru! Turn Vegeta into a wild beast! She should be neither Sayajin nor Oozaru! Erase all human behavior from him and take away his