Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmares of You ❯ Juuhachigou ( Chapter 3 )

Nightmares of You - Juuhachigou

By: Kichi

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ but I REALLY, REALLY wish I owned Vegeta…

This is supposed to be chapter 3 but I felt like doing this one first.

 

I thought this would be so easy. I ignored all of my future son's warnings. I feel a fist slam into my stomach and for a moment I am paralyzed by pain. Blood rises in my throat and as soon as it reaches my mouth it spews out of its own accord. The bitter taste doesn't leave my mouth and it seems I have been warned again.

It hurts, but it doesn't matter. She WILL pay for spilling my blood. Then I feel a dainty finder press my chin and push me back until I am standing upright. And what did she say then. Something insulting to be sure, but memory of that moment is dim as seconds later a blow from her sends me ten feet into the face of the cliff.

I shake my head to clear it, but my ears are ringing so, it's difficult to know what's happened. I see light ahead and from the pain in the back of my skull I assume I've been thrown into a wall.

“Vegeta! Are you ok?” I hear a familiar voice yell. Is it the brat? The ringing in my ears makes it difficult to discern.

“Of course I am!” I yell as I pull myself out of the side of the cliff. “Why wouldn't I be?” Silly thing to say, but I too, have my pride. Besides, what should I say? That I don't want to move, want to stay in this hole and die of embarrassment?

Whatever.

That bitch is going to pay.

The black-haired android is saying he will not interfere as long as no one tries to help me. I agree, after all. The earth warriors are nothing but a lot of cowards. Even my own son begs me to wait for Kakarotto. Pathetic.

Then it begins. I get the bitch a few times and then it's her who is thrown into the wall. Yet all a ki blast to the face does is make her look like she's fallen down a hill.

I attack trying to get past her defenses but she is blocking every shot. This continues until I feel myself weakening. If androids got tired I would have won already but I have to try and make her short-circuit or something. Something to stop her since it is becoming painfully obvious that I cannot destroy her with force alone. I have to try and make her use more power than she can handle, but how much is that anyway? And how the hell am I going to last that long?

Suddenly my guard is weakening and furious blows rain upon me. Slow realization… she has been toying with me this whole time! But how? How is this possible!? She's just a machine. I feel her tiny fist bash into my jaw and for a moment I am reeling from the impact. I stumble away totally disoriented and then it happens.

Suddenly she is in my face and I feel a sharp kick. Then comes the most agonizing pain I've felt in a VERY long time. I see my arm hang uselessly at my side. The pain is too much at the moment and I fall to my knees.

I try so hard not to make a sound. The thought echoes in my head over and over. Don't scream, don't scream…

I hear pain-filled shrieks and it takes me a moment to realize that I'm the one who is screaming. I vaguely feel the weight of my useless arm. I look down at the source of my anguish in a moment of stunned disbelief. The bone has been snapped above the elbow!

I never knew they were so strong! How is it possible? A creature made of metal, created by a human! How can they be stronger than me? I am a Super Saiyan at LAST! And the female alone has the power to destroy me! HOW? The Super Saiyan is supposed to be the strongest warrior in the Universe! How is this possible! It's not fair! I trained so hard for nothing! Defeat and despair sweeps over me in a wave. It's not fair!!

“Father!!” I hear a pain-filled cry. Damnit. The boy. He goes Super Saiyan and charges forward; sword raised and swings it at 18. She blocks and the sword breaks on her forearm. If I wasn't so focused on my own pain I might have felt a measure of surprise. She punches him in the face and he is sent sprawling. The Namek charges as do the others. All except the bald midget, of course.

And then 17 attacks. My fury rises to an intolerable boil and I charge, ignoring my broken arm, but a hand grips my ankle and I am unable to move forward. I see the inhuman face smile and I know what is coming as I see Trunks rushing towards us.

“No! Don't!” I yell, like she'll actually listen. She throws me with maddening ease and our skulls collide and I am swimming in darkness. Curse it all…

 

Somehow I cling to consciousness. Trunks lies a few feet away, eyes closed as if he's merely sleeping, his lavender hair- so like his mother's - fluttering in the breeze. I am still super Saiyan which I personally find amazing. I lie there listening, gathering my energy for one last attack, the female androids words echo in my head, further inflaming me.

.. You worked so hard for so little… the bitch will die! I charge I still have one good arm but it matters not. She pummels me with ridiculous ease and after I am thrown to the ground again, everything grows dark…