Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ REPRISAL UNBOUND ❯ Chapter 22 ( Chapter 22 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Chapter 2 2


AN: Thoughts and mental speech;

~ Almost. ~


Now on with the story!



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Vegeta for the second time that day felt as if he was dieing when he saw the tears in his son's eyes over spill over his soft young cheeks.

However, he was not permitted to feel that emotion for very long, as he suddenly found himself flying through the ten-story private interview room wall and then landing painfully on the concrete floor outside of the hospital building. Courtesy of a raging Yamchua, who immediately picked up the shorter man by the neck and place his other hand, open palmed against his chest. He channelled his ki through that one limb and blasted the no Ouji at point blank range.



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Vegeta flew out of Yamchua's grasp landed fifteen feet away. By now Vegeta had long since been pulled out of his self hating trance. He glared great vexation at the human male and leapt to his feet just in time to dodge multiple and random blasts of energy from his 'would be' admonisher.

During all this, the hospital was taking a severe pounding. The grounds on which the medical facility stood on how held a quantity of craters to shame the moon, and then Vegeta suddenly deflected a blast carelessly towards the base of the hospital. Destroying a large part of a main entrance and damaging one of the main corner stone columns of the building. The entire hospital shook, and within the building bits of the ceiling began to crumble and drop off throughout the whole building, especially on the higher floors.

Back in the private interview room, large cracks appeared and ran up the walls as it shook violently, causing the nurse to scream as she pressed herself against the wall for support, while Mrs Briefs began to shriek in absolute fright and cower in her husbands embrace. Chichi held both Goten, and a still shocked Trunks, in a tight secure embrace with both her arms.

~ If this doesn't stop now, they're going to obliterate the place ! ~ Chichi rationalised . After turning and addressing her husband s he waited for him to acknowledge her, but he didn't. It only took her a couple of seconds to take in his appearance.

Goku stood with his head directed downwards and his fists were clenched so tightly, that his finger nails dug into the flesh of his palms causing blood to drip from his closed hands. Chichi was shocked to see how ki crackled around his body in form of golden electricity , but it was the look in his face that scared her. It was rage. It was grief. Absolute fury permeated his eyes.

Goku His mate whispered in fear.

Goku continued to charge up as a result to his continually mounting anger . His black eye flashed from black to ominous emerald, to black and then once again to emerald.

GOKU!!! Chichi pushed aside the boys she held in her arms and flared her ki to the limit of her strength.
The room in which they stood shook terribly under the onslaught of her power which only add ed to the damage that it was already receiving. But it was a calculated risk and Chichi had no other course but to take it.

Goku immediately snapped out of his ferment as his attention locked onto his wife. He watched as she powered down all the while panting from her exertion and staring sternly at him.

Goku, her tone was controlled, low and commanding. I know how you feelI feel the same... Her speech was bro ken up between her deep breaths, but she was determined to make him see. About Bulmawhat Vegeta She closed her eyes for a few seconds and then reopened them. But push the vengeful rage aside for just a moment and think!

Goku was now calm enough to listen to her words and so he paid attention as she explained herself.

Can't you feel it?! Can't you see it all around you?! Chichi exclaimed. If those two idiots outside continue their little skirmish, the entire hospital will be destroyed along with everyone in and around it!

Goku blinked once in a start and then a second time in realisation.

She was right!

For a moment , he had almost forgotten the most important thing. Life!

The hospital staff, the visitors, the patients, the pedestrians around the premisesthey could all lose their lives if the battle outside persited. Not to mention Yamchua, who had just taken on a suicidal mission in attacking Saiyajin no Ouji. As much as Goku wanted to have it out with Vegeta, he had to stop them. Jumping through the already provided hole, he floated down towards the ground. Black Sayajin eyes then took in the scenery and found that the sight presented him was atrocious.

The front entrance to the build ing was destroyed and blocked by rubble . Dust and smoked billowed from everywhere. T he road and pavement was cracked, cratered, and very literally turned over. There were also dented and crushed chunks of metal of varied size and charred colour that obviously had once been motor and air vehicles ; s ome of which were still on fire . Thankfully, however, no bodies could be seen and no dying ki of injured innocents could be sensed.

Goku looked around again to see if he could sight either of the two causes of the destruction, but found neither. A sudden howl of agony sounded from above his head and he craned his neck upwards to its source. The cry continued until a medium sized body fell and landed with an almost a bone crunching sound and grunt as the living breath was knocked out of the fallen.

Yamchua! Goku cried in alarm, upon seeing the bloody battered appearance of his friend. But before he could move to the beaten man's side, the other combatant landed several feet away.

Vegeta slowly raised his right arm, so that his hand was open with his thumb folded in front of the palm, while facing in the direction of the grounded Yamchua.

~ NO! He can't! ~ Goku screamed in his head. ~ He'll kill Yamchua and destroy at lease three quarters of the hospital! ~

Looking carefully at the no Ouji's face he saw no bluff or any intention to back down. ~ I have no choice! ~

Crouching into fighting stance he brought both hand s to his side and began to centre his energy.

Kamehameha! With that, Goku thrusted out both hand in the direction of the other Sayajin . Vegeta turned his head towards where the sudden large amount of concentrated ki was coming from, but was too late to avoid being struck by it. He cried out in surprise and pain upon impact and was blasted almost thirty metres away.

With the prince temporary taken care of, Goku could turn his attention towards his fallen comrade. Yamchua, are you alright?!

Ahyeah. He coughed and spluttered but managed a weak, but almost evil sounding laugh. Thanks for blasting his sorry ass, Goku.



Goku heard a low and distant faint groan and looked to see that Vegeta was pulling himself to his feet. He knew what he was doing. He had purposely centred the blast on the prince , and was careful to use enough power to get his attention without damaging anything or anyone else.

Kakarott!!! Damn you! Why are you interfering?! Vegeta yelled once he was steady on your feet.

Look around Vegeta! Look at what you're doing! Goku shouted while gesturing with both his hands. Look at the damage both of you have caused!

Vegeta did indeed take a moment to look at the result of his retaliation.

You could have killed innocent people!

Vegeta felt an immediate twinge of his conscious. He quickly sensed out the area and was relieved that he didn't sense injured ki.



And Bulma As he went on Goku found himself growing calmer. What about Bulma?

It wasn't until mention of that name that Vegeta gave the younger saiyajin one hundred percent of his undivided attention.

You've put her through what she never should have experienced. As Goku continued to word to him his deeds, Vegeta's iron mask began to crumble as he once again felt himself dying.

Won't you be satisfied until you've murdered her, too?

NO!! Vegeta screamed. I could neverI don't know whyI...BulmaBulma

Goku watched as the might prince fell to his knees, profusely shaking his head, his face contorted in pain and grief and guilt. It was quite a scene.

Vegeta looked at the hands he used to restrain and hurt the woman he loved as he had brutally raped her; murdering the life she had carried and all hope for her to do so again. There had been something wrong with him and he had ignored all the early signs of warning. The unusual rise of temper, the overly aggressive training session in which he battered his son and almost blasted him into obliteration and more. And he had done this all in the sanctuary of his own home!

What forgiveness could there be now for him?

The answer was all too clear. There was none.

No matter how hard he tried to vanquish his demons. How he had desperately tried to rid himself of the evil in side him. It just could not be done. It was an impossible task that even, a man who had constantly overcome such hopeless impossibilities time and time again, could not do.

Even from beyond the grave Frieza's victory over him seemed to be complete. He had been the one to school Vegeta in all his vile ways and oh how well he had learned. Since even to this date Vegeta still engaged in them. The only conclusion Vegeta felt there was for him was hell. A hell now as the one he lived in as well as the one thereafter, just as he rightfully deserved.

With that decided, Vegeta looked up to the only being capable in strength of rendering him his due.

No, the elder Saiyajin whispered in answer to the question that previously had been spoken. Murdering her would bring no satisfaction whatsoever. After all the dead cannot suffer.

Nani. A single word was all Goku was able to form.

Only the living can feel pain, isn't that so Kakarott?

Vegeta what the hell are you saying?

I must tell you Kakarott, that sorry weak human you call a friend is one incredible fuck! And you have no idea of the kind of pain that can be wrought upon such a pathetically frail creature. Hearing her screams was a most beautiful symphony to my ears. You know I'd almost forgotten what that sounded like. Vegeta rose to his feet. The shock and horror he saw on his rival's face revealed that his words were having the desired effect.

Oh by the way, he said in a factual tome. Did she ever tell that when I had taken her it had been her first?

It had occurred to me.

Well, did she ever tell you that she was more than a little unwilling. Even when I knocked her around she still refused me. Every spoken lie only spewed more. So I just took what I wanted, for ass many hours as I wanted.

Stop lying Vegeta!

Don't be such a fool Kakarott. I though you knew me at least a little by now. Besides do you know how much of an aphrodisiac, how potent a drug it is to taste, to rape the virginity of an unwilling female! Vegeta paused in thought. Or maybe you do. Tell me Kakarott, how does it feel to be part of that harpy of a mate of yours?

You wouldn't dare!

You know, I think that would be an experience I would love to trial for myself. Before Goku could blink, Vegeta blasted off towards the hospital and as expected within a heartbeat Goku was blocking his path. His demeanour was that of one who was ready for the battle of his life.

If you make one move towards her I swear I'll make sure it's your last!

Not even you can stop me from getting what I want Kakarott.

Utilising an after image manoeuvre, Vegeta once again tried to make his way to the private waiting room where Chichi and the others looked on in confusion and fear. However, Vegeta soon discovered that Goku's word had been no idol threat when Goku materialised to his side and was quick enough swing his elbow into his stomach, and then the followed through with a kick knocking Vegeta to the ground.

Having landed on his hands and knees and with a growl Vegeta leapt to his feet and admonished, Unless you intend to kill me, I suggest you better not get in my way again!

Only if you force me to, Vegeta! Goku advised in return.

~ Wellwe shall soon see Kakarott ~ Vegeta hoped.

Gathering a small amount of ki in his hand, Vegeta unexpectedly fired the ball of light at the hospital building. The shot hit within the vicinity of the private waiting room, and partially through the resounding boom a collection of screams were heard before being silenced. In a blind rage, unknowingly taking the bait thrown before him, Goku charged towards Vegeta who took off at top speed into the skies.

~ Vegeta ~ Goku raged in confusion. ~ How could you? I thought you didn't have it in you anymore, I thought you had changed. How could I be so wrong? ~

Since Goku had battled Freiza on Namek and especially since Vegeta and he had fused together and taken on Majin Buu, Goku had gained a very unique perspective and understanding into the mysterious mind of the other saiyajin. The horrors he had endured and had taken part in had been even worse than what he had initially thought. He knew and understood why Vegeta had turned out as he did. It had been a bloody miracle that he was able to change and eventually give up his waysat least for a time. There were even moments when Vegeta's mind had marginally tasted insanity. But what Goku could understand was why was Vegeta regressing into what he had once been. They had joined in body; they had been one soul; Goku had even glimpsed the feelings that Vegeta held for his family. The word 'fond' had failed pathetically to describe them. The depth and intensity of them had frightened Goku to his core. He never had any idea that any one being could love so much, especially for one who was cut off from all traces of the emotion so quickly and brutally in his very early life. And to think, Goku had discovered this just by a glimpse into his heart!

~ But why did he hurt Bulma? It doesn't make any sense! ~ Goku's heart fell when he contemplated a potential truth he never had before. ~ Maybe there really is no hope for him. ~

It seemed all to apparent to Goku that the treatment Vegeta had suffered had irreparable eroded his mind, heart and soul and he could never be healed, even with the love given by his family. The probability that the past ten years or so had merely been a time when the real Vegeta had simply remained dormant; awaiting an unsuspecting to strike so that he could cause the worst damage upon the unprepared innocents in his life. The bleak notion seemed the only one that was plausible, more than ever since Vegeta had murdered his own unborn children.

~ Then I truly have no choice. I'll do what I should have done years ago. ~






to be continued


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