laughed. "What do you want little one to do to me? Come with me at last! Without your father you are defenseless!" Sheer hatred. Pure anger. There it was again, an insult. Vegeta's heart was racing. His skin started tingling and all the pain he'd felt a split second ago was gone.The only thing he could feel was the sudden need inside him that had triggered the anger. The need to release one's energy, to ... kill. The brutal sayajin in him had awakened. With a loud scream and brief air pressure (I also don't know what my air pressure is ... well, it doesn't matter ...) Nappa was thrown onto the floor. “What the hell ... - Arg!” A terrible pain flashed through his head. Vegeta's foot had made itself "comfortable" on this one. "Then show what you can do, Nappa!" Grinned the prince and his eyes sparkled. Another scream. Maybe it was Nappas, maybe one of the many others that sounded through the planet, but it was always a piercing scream. Nappa spat blood when Vegeta pulled him back up and punched him in the stomach. Surprised, Nappa clung to Vegeta's suit and gasped. His eyes narrowed after he calmed down and looked into the prince's grinning face."You cheeky brat dare?", He hissed and his knee cleared the way towards the boy's stomach area. Now it was Vegeta who gasped and fell to the ground. "I ... am much stronger than ... than you ... do you know why?" He wiped away the trail of blood that was flowing from his mouth with his hand. Nappa glared at him and took up a fighting position. "Why should you be stronger, my prince?" He muttered sarcastically and grinned at him. "THEREFORE!", Vegeta yelled and at the same moment he slapped Nappa in the face, who was once again completely taken by surprise. "Damn it -" he wanted to say, but he was beaten again. The king's servant was thrown into the air and eventually landed in one of the craters. But without being able to recover, he felt the kicks and blows falling on him like raindrops. He had long since stopped screaming. Vegeta was really stronger than him, he had to admit that for better or for worse. Nappa groaned and tried to get up, but couldn't. "Ouch!", he mumbled, as Vegeta sat down on him (that would be a nice place to make Veggi gay ... but no, I'm not like that ... * smile *), grabbed his collar and brought him closer "Why ... don't ... you ... kill ... me ... with one ... of your ... your ... your ki balls? ", Nappa whispered with an effort and looked at Vegeta. The prince gave him a cold and hateful look." Because you can still be useful to me, "he said curtly and pulled him closer to him. (Or should I? Just a little one surprised kiss Nappas ... oh, just a little gay ... a tiny bit ... * sigh *) "Where is my father? "Nappa grinned and said nothing. The next thing that followed was a slap that hit him on the right cheek." Tell me - where is he? "He reinforced his question with a tighter grip that almost constricted Nappa's throat." Say it or I'll kill you! "The bald Sayajin thought for a moment and then Vegeta heard for the first time the name of the monster that was to destroy his whole, further life."By ... Freezer ...", the bald man gasped and tried in vain to free himself. “Don't be kidding me, Nappa! Who the hell is Freezer?” Nappa laughed softly. "Soon ... soon the whole universe ... will know his name, my prince ... he is our master ... he is all of us ..." "Shut up, you idiot!", Vegeta growled and let Nappa hit the ground again. “Did he conjure up all that shit here?” Nappa nodded, grinning, and licked the blood from his lips. "He's going to kill them all ... but they also ... deserve it ... whoever defies him ... you should join him too, little rascal ..." The next moment he cried out because Vegeta had slapped him in the face in response. “You joined that bastard, Nappa ?!” A mad laugh echoed through the crater. "Either you die under the service of the king ... or you become more powerful than ever under the care of Freezer ..." Vegeta gritted his teeth."I see ... you took precautions. You knew for a long time that these guys would end up on our planet, am I right?" Nappa grinned. Another slap in the face. "So you thought," said Vegeta, without even thinking of stopping the blows, "you would join this strange Freezer and cheat your king." Nappa tried to counter the blows - and meanwhile also kicks fight back, but again in vain. "And all because of your poor life!", Vegeta yelled and a ball of energy was brewing in his hand. When it reached the right stage, he grinned devilishly. "Well, Nappa - where is your great master now, from whom everyone will hear something? Didn't do much to change sides!" Boom. 'Go to hell, Nappa. 'A bright beam of light floods the crater. 'I'll see you there again. 'Even the prince is thrown out of the crater with a monkey tooth and lands hard on solid ground.With a low moan, he sat up again and rubbed his arm. The pain was back. "What an asshole ...", Vegeta mumbled and stood on both feet again after a few poor attempts. And then suddenly he heard her. The cold, rough voice that echoed through his head. Which would probably get stuck in his head forever. For all eternity. ("Veeeeggiii, can you get me something to eat?" Vegeta jerked around and rolled his eyes. "Man, Kakarrot, what do you want here again?") "But not ... why so aggressive? "Vegeta jerked around and stared into colder eyes than his ever were. 'Horrible', was the first thing Vegeta thought and looked at the mixture of lizard and (Hmmm ... lizard and ... and ... * brooding * ... Ah! - Got it!) Alien in disgust. "I take Freezer", Vegeta said coolly and made no move to shake hands with him (Muhahahahahahahahaha ... uh ... * cough * Sorry, I just slipped out ... * gulp * But guys, honestly. .. veggi and shaking hands?Muhahahahahha ...). "And here we have the little prince," said the cold voice, which was adorned with malice. “Where is my father?” A cold laugh. And the next words made Vegeta shudder: "Now I'm your father."


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Vegeta collapsed thoughtfully on the chair. Without wanting to, he had thought a little about his past. Brooding over the old days a little. "Hmpf," he finally uttered and buried his face in his hands. "Nonsense. A Sayajin has no past." He ran his hand through his mane and his gaze finally caught on the refrigerator. Immediately his stomach made itself felt. "Hungry", Vegeta said quietly, opened the refrigerator immediately and got down to the meal. Half an eternity seemed to pass when he finally finished eating and rubbed his stomach with a burp. "Did it taste good?" Suddenly came a voice and Vegeta winced slightly.He turned his head to the side and saw Bulma standing in the doorway, who then made herself comfortable next to him. "What do you want, woman?" He growled and stared hard at her. She shrugged and stared back. "I heard a smack in the kitchen and immediately thought of you." Silence. Nobody replied. “Vegeta?” He turned back to her. "Can you maybe feel my parents' auras?"


He thought for a moment and finally shook his head. "No ... they're too weak and ..." 'Damn it, why do I even bother tracking down their auras? 'His expression darkened. "Why do you even want to know?" He asked angrily, staring at the empty plate. (The emptiness of the plate put him in deep mourning ... * laughs *) "Well ..." Bulma brooded a little. "They have been gone for a long time and Ma wanted to tell me something about this bed matter. Maybe she knows ..." She got no further, because Vegeta's face was suddenly in close proximity to hers and she had to break off with astonishment."She knows why we end up in bed? Did I get that right, Bulma?" 'He called me Bulma again ...' She nodded and studied his face. Now he took a critical look and leaned back again. "That means you have nothing to do with the matter?" Bulma shook her head and was still a little red when she thought of his previous presence. Vegeta looked at her in disbelief and she looked back indignantly. "Did you really think that I would always sneak up to you? You probably don't believe that yourself!" He thought for a moment and then looked at her again. “Yes, I believed it.” He grinned and approached her face again. "Because I'm so irresistible," he whispered, his grin widening. Bulma blushed even more and pushed him back to his seat. "Cut it off," she muttered in the shape of a tomato and glared at him. He laughed and got up. "Where are you going?", She asked immediately and could have slapped herself for this question."In the shower. You can come with me if you really want to," he grinned and disappeared. "Asshole," she muttered, glaring after him. She leaned back dreamily and looked at the door. And suddenly she discovered a tuft of black hair peeking out of the door. She stared at Vegeta in amazement, who looked back expectantly. "What is it?" She asked and yawned. He grinned. "Well, what is: are you coming or should I wait for you forever?" Bulma was so surprised that she lost her footing and fell off the chair. There was a thud through the kitchen. Still grinning, Vegeta leaned against the door frame and watched the transformed tomato, which immediately got up again and nervously tugged at her clothes. "H- Hey, that ... you didn't mean that seriously ... did you ...?" 'Oh, I didn't know she was going to take it that seriously. 'Vegeta eyed her briefly and then looked her in the eye again. "I don't know," he smiled underhandedly and crossed his arms.The tomato's eyes narrowed into slits. "Very funny, my prince," replied Bulma, still tugging nervously at her clothes. "What's so funny about that?" He whispered in a strange voice and a touch of uncertainty overcame her. "Well, Bulma ... we are all alone, I want to take a shower ... and if we end up in bed every time anyway, why not in the shower too?" That was what was now in the kitchen by no means a tomato anymore. No, like the Sayajins, it was