Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Life of A Puppet ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Author's notes:

This will be a long and long coming story. I don't have much spare time to put into this story, but I feel that I must finish this, and finish this well. If it's one thing that Vegeta and I have in common, is that we both have untold histories.

As this story develops it will include such things as suicide, rape, mass killings and all those other gory things that we all love and hate oh, and of course, the occasional lemon ;)

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The Life of a Puppet

Prologue

Dust and debris showered around us. The battlefield, it's like second nature and yet this time was different. The enemy didn't show fear. He didn't show anything really, just kept that idiotic smile on his pink face. I could feel the power radiating from every fiber of my body. It was immense. Buu had no idea of the pain he would soon feel. Heh, smiling. It's not something I'd do often, but I did that day. For the briefest time in all my history, I was the most powerful being in the universe, and more. I had obtained something better than ultimate power; freedom, and it was the best feeling. Though having it isn't much good if everyone around you is dead. So today, for the first and last time, I am giving freely. I expect nothing in return. There will be no place for me in Earth's heaven, I hardy ever-expected one to be there. I have not lived a good and noble life, far from it. Today I am giving those around me my freedom. For my son will not live like I did. With my death, I give him something I never had until now, freedom.

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