Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Confronting the father ❯ "Vegeta, I have something for you!" ( Chapter 4 )
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By: meelrorre 
The Supreme Kai shows up to keep his promise to Bulma, and on what secrets will the king let his son in? R&R!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 657 | Status: Work In Progress
The Supreme Kai shows up to keep his promise to Bulma, and on what secrets will the king let his son in? R&R!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 657 | Status: Work In Progress
"You fool. You think you know how I feel? No one could possibly know the humiliation I felt when you gave me away. I am the prince of all Saiyans, and yet I was treated like I was nothing. I have royal blood flowing through my veins, and I was forced to call him 'sire' and 'Lord Frieza'. I was a prince, and he was nothing. Where do you get the arrogance to tell me you know how I feel?"
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"So, you gave that Vegeta his reward?" The elder Supreme Kai asked the younger. "Yes, I did. He is talking to his father in that little house behind King Yemma's desk, as we speak" The current Supreme Kai answered.
"Hmm, I'm not so sure what to think about that Vegeta" The older Kai responded. "Huh? And why is that, sir?" the Supreme Kai asked surprised.
"I was supposed to get a nude picture of his wife, but he stopped it, even though that other Saiyan Goku promised to give me one." The younger Supreme Kai decided to ignore that comment.
"Hey, son. What's that in your pocket?" The elder Kai suddenly asked. "Oh, darn it. I forgot to give Vegeta his pictures" the Supreme Kai said. "I gotta go back and give them to him" The elder Kai nodded. "Well, guess I'll better get going"
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For a long time, King Vegeta just stared at his feet. He was breathing heavily, and unsure of what to tell his son. He was struggling to form words that would not betray his emotions and let him keep his honor.
"When I was five years old, my father made a deal with the Kold Empire. It was a contract signed in blood, saying that fot the next fifty years, our mighty Saiyan race would be working for the Kold empire.
But King Kold wasn't satisfied with a simple contract, he wanted proof of the Kings loyalty to him. He told my father that he wanted something that would assure him that my father would not back out of the contract.
And my father gave him something: me. Kold took me with him, and I spent the next twenty years as a warrior on his ship." Vegeta took some time to let this information sink in. His father seemed completely normal. Why doesn't this affect him? Vegeta thought angrily. Why can't I even think about Frieza without wanting to kill that bastard, but can my father just sit there. "Oh, yes. How sad, father. So you lived your nice life as a perfect warrior, it must have been great for you: living on a ship with all training facilities." Vegeta said sarcastic.
King Vegeta seemed lost in his thoughts. He looked like he was in a world of his own. He barely acknowledged his son's words. His eyes were completely free of any emotion, and he sat on his chair, just staring ahead for a very long time. When he spoke, it was in a slightly rushed tone. "I had the perfect warrior life until I Kold found a way to keep any information about me getting to my father. When my father handed me over, he 'forgot' to mention any conditions. Kold took me as his personal slave. No matter what you might have heard, Kold is no better than his son; they're both hideous, disgusting creatures." King Vegeta took a long breath before he spoke again. The look in his eyes changed to disgust, he was obivously displeased about something. "I spent my entire childhood at King Kold's base, I was returned to our planet at the age of 17, when it was time for me to start training so one day, I could get the throne." He frowned. "I did not have a 'nice life as a perfect warrior'. It was not better than yours. My so called 'arrogance' is nothing but pride. Pride in the fact that I survived those 12 years, and pride at knowing that I lived, and that I was the strongest at his base." He regained his posture, and King Vegeta was soon getting back to his old self. "The strong survive and the weak perish. Those who are not worthy enough to live, die. Only those who posess strength and have the potential of becoming great fighters deserve to live, the strong survive. I learned that on Kold's army base, and in this universe, nothing matters more than survival. That's why I trained, and that's why I encouraged you to do so."
Vegeta frowned. "I see." He responded to his father's short speech. "Tell me, father. To you, was the destruction of our race justified, or do you still sit in Hell and think: 'what did I do for our planet to be blown up?'
Vegeta was openly mocking his father, and King Vegeta was not pleased with his son's attitude. "You know very well why our planet was destroyed. It always happens when races lose their honour. We lost ours when we started helping the Kold empire with purging planets." King Vegeta said."You know just as well as I do, that in the entire Universe there are few feelings better than having some pathetic low-level creature begging at your feet" Vegeta smirked at his fathers words. "Those weaklings didn't deserve anything other than death"
King Vegeta chuckled. "That may be true, but a defeat is always more honororable when your oponnent provided you with a challenge. Destroying a civillisation is... enjoyable at times, but nothing will give you satisfaction like a real battle does. Over the years, our race seems to have forgotten that particular fact. We had forgotten what a real battle feels like. We lost our honour when we started destroying planets for work, rather than our enjoyment and the desire to gain strength, and for that we paid the ultimate price. I have no regrets, but you and I both know why we were destroyed. We were the most powerful race in the Universe, and we should have used our strength to rule it, rather than destroy it." King Vegeta finished.
Vegeta was in a state of shock. "What are you saying? You... you're joking" He stated lamely. King Vegeta shrugged. "Say what you want, boy. I'm sure Frieza brainwashed you enough to believe that destroying races that were below the dirt on your boot was honorable, I sure thought that when I was alive, but thinking back... We should have conquered those planets differently. Make no mistake, we should have ruled them, we should have expanded the Saiyan empire. We should have claimed our position as the mightiest race in every Galaxy, working as slaves for Frieza was not how I would have wanted my race to end up."
"Frieza brainwashed me? It was you who did it! You were the one that told me that anyone that was weaker than the Saiyans deserved to die, you started it. Frieza just finished it." Vegeta said angry.
King Vegeta crossed his hands over his chest and frowned at his son. "You really ought to control your temper around me, boy. I did no such thing. I simply taught what every warrior had to know. I never trained you to become a warrior that wied out powerless races, I had bigger expectations for you. I taught you the Legend of the Super-Saiyan, because I was certain that you would be able to achieve it. I knew you had the potential to become a great warrior, that you would be powerful enough to one day even overthrow Frieza." Vegeta smirked in pride. "I am a Super-Saiyan, and I am a great warrior." He told his father proudly.
"Yes, but I was wrong in one thing, you weren't strong enough to beat Frieza. Some purple-haired kid did it" King Vegeta responded. Vegeta stood up and looked at his father. "That purple haired kid is my son" He told his father. "Your... your son?" King Vegeta stammered. "Yes, my son. He came from twenty years in the future and defeated Frieza withing a minute. He is also a Super-Saiyan" Vegeta responded.
King Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but he was interupted by someone knocking. The Supreme Kai opened the door. "Vegeta... I have something for you"
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"So, you gave that Vegeta his reward?" The elder Supreme Kai asked the younger. "Yes, I did. He is talking to his father in that little house behind King Yemma's desk, as we speak" The current Supreme Kai answered.
"Hmm, I'm not so sure what to think about that Vegeta" The older Kai responded. "Huh? And why is that, sir?" the Supreme Kai asked surprised.
"I was supposed to get a nude picture of his wife, but he stopped it, even though that other Saiyan Goku promised to give me one." The younger Supreme Kai decided to ignore that comment.
"Hey, son. What's that in your pocket?" The elder Kai suddenly asked. "Oh, darn it. I forgot to give Vegeta his pictures" the Supreme Kai said. "I gotta go back and give them to him" The elder Kai nodded. "Well, guess I'll better get going"
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For a long time, King Vegeta just stared at his feet. He was breathing heavily, and unsure of what to tell his son. He was struggling to form words that would not betray his emotions and let him keep his honor.
"When I was five years old, my father made a deal with the Kold Empire. It was a contract signed in blood, saying that fot the next fifty years, our mighty Saiyan race would be working for the Kold empire.
But King Kold wasn't satisfied with a simple contract, he wanted proof of the Kings loyalty to him. He told my father that he wanted something that would assure him that my father would not back out of the contract.
And my father gave him something: me. Kold took me with him, and I spent the next twenty years as a warrior on his ship." Vegeta took some time to let this information sink in. His father seemed completely normal. Why doesn't this affect him? Vegeta thought angrily. Why can't I even think about Frieza without wanting to kill that bastard, but can my father just sit there. "Oh, yes. How sad, father. So you lived your nice life as a perfect warrior, it must have been great for you: living on a ship with all training facilities." Vegeta said sarcastic.
King Vegeta seemed lost in his thoughts. He looked like he was in a world of his own. He barely acknowledged his son's words. His eyes were completely free of any emotion, and he sat on his chair, just staring ahead for a very long time. When he spoke, it was in a slightly rushed tone. "I had the perfect warrior life until I Kold found a way to keep any information about me getting to my father. When my father handed me over, he 'forgot' to mention any conditions. Kold took me as his personal slave. No matter what you might have heard, Kold is no better than his son; they're both hideous, disgusting creatures." King Vegeta took a long breath before he spoke again. The look in his eyes changed to disgust, he was obivously displeased about something. "I spent my entire childhood at King Kold's base, I was returned to our planet at the age of 17, when it was time for me to start training so one day, I could get the throne." He frowned. "I did not have a 'nice life as a perfect warrior'. It was not better than yours. My so called 'arrogance' is nothing but pride. Pride in the fact that I survived those 12 years, and pride at knowing that I lived, and that I was the strongest at his base." He regained his posture, and King Vegeta was soon getting back to his old self. "The strong survive and the weak perish. Those who are not worthy enough to live, die. Only those who posess strength and have the potential of becoming great fighters deserve to live, the strong survive. I learned that on Kold's army base, and in this universe, nothing matters more than survival. That's why I trained, and that's why I encouraged you to do so."
Vegeta frowned. "I see." He responded to his father's short speech. "Tell me, father. To you, was the destruction of our race justified, or do you still sit in Hell and think: 'what did I do for our planet to be blown up?'
Vegeta was openly mocking his father, and King Vegeta was not pleased with his son's attitude. "You know very well why our planet was destroyed. It always happens when races lose their honour. We lost ours when we started helping the Kold empire with purging planets." King Vegeta said."You know just as well as I do, that in the entire Universe there are few feelings better than having some pathetic low-level creature begging at your feet" Vegeta smirked at his fathers words. "Those weaklings didn't deserve anything other than death"
King Vegeta chuckled. "That may be true, but a defeat is always more honororable when your oponnent provided you with a challenge. Destroying a civillisation is... enjoyable at times, but nothing will give you satisfaction like a real battle does. Over the years, our race seems to have forgotten that particular fact. We had forgotten what a real battle feels like. We lost our honour when we started destroying planets for work, rather than our enjoyment and the desire to gain strength, and for that we paid the ultimate price. I have no regrets, but you and I both know why we were destroyed. We were the most powerful race in the Universe, and we should have used our strength to rule it, rather than destroy it." King Vegeta finished.
Vegeta was in a state of shock. "What are you saying? You... you're joking" He stated lamely. King Vegeta shrugged. "Say what you want, boy. I'm sure Frieza brainwashed you enough to believe that destroying races that were below the dirt on your boot was honorable, I sure thought that when I was alive, but thinking back... We should have conquered those planets differently. Make no mistake, we should have ruled them, we should have expanded the Saiyan empire. We should have claimed our position as the mightiest race in every Galaxy, working as slaves for Frieza was not how I would have wanted my race to end up."
"Frieza brainwashed me? It was you who did it! You were the one that told me that anyone that was weaker than the Saiyans deserved to die, you started it. Frieza just finished it." Vegeta said angry.
King Vegeta crossed his hands over his chest and frowned at his son. "You really ought to control your temper around me, boy. I did no such thing. I simply taught what every warrior had to know. I never trained you to become a warrior that wied out powerless races, I had bigger expectations for you. I taught you the Legend of the Super-Saiyan, because I was certain that you would be able to achieve it. I knew you had the potential to become a great warrior, that you would be powerful enough to one day even overthrow Frieza." Vegeta smirked in pride. "I am a Super-Saiyan, and I am a great warrior." He told his father proudly.
"Yes, but I was wrong in one thing, you weren't strong enough to beat Frieza. Some purple-haired kid did it" King Vegeta responded. Vegeta stood up and looked at his father. "That purple haired kid is my son" He told his father. "Your... your son?" King Vegeta stammered. "Yes, my son. He came from twenty years in the future and defeated Frieza withing a minute. He is also a Super-Saiyan" Vegeta responded.
King Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but he was interupted by someone knocking. The Supreme Kai opened the door. "Vegeta... I have something for you"