Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta Black & White ❯ Solitude ( Chapter 1 )

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

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Stressing himself into the line of insanity Vegeta pushed himself in the lone torrents of the gravity chamber. " One hundred forty-two!" He counted off as his fingers pushed himself up, even under 300 times gravity he was still going like a mad man. But I already am insane aren't I? He chuckled that thought to himself as he pushed on, the steady streams of sweat falling from his face and dripping down from his chest, and abs. The puddle below him reminded him so much that could be blood as he pushed himself when he was younger. Sloughing through pain and agony to reach another level of power. " Two Hundred thirty-one!" He kept counting them off as he moved fluidly no break or pause in any of his sets.
Ahh yes those days... where gaining strength in a year was an accomplishment which I can achieve now within a week in this machine. No more suffering ki blasts through my stomach or being beaten down anymore. Just me.. this machine... my time... and the greatness that I-! He growled as he pushed himself up vertically with his fingers after going through five hundred he worked on another set. I do enjoy this daily challenge... seeing and feeling strength pass out of my body too find the next day even more then the day before. I don't think even after these androids appear i'll get rid of this contraption. There may even be levels that Kakarot could never hope to dream of. He chuckled too himself as he pumped out his pushups, even as sweat covered his eyes and he closed them from the burning but made no sound of pain. He kept going letting his other arm wipe the sweat from his eyes then with a snap let it dribble over the floor. Wiping his whole face and running it through his hair as went back to his routine.
But even I must admit the days of killing and purging are deeply missed, it was much more rewarding to gain strength by dominating over Nappa and Raditz. Letting them see just who was the boss every single time they sparred together. Ahh to think that I miss those good old days... Not even he could deny having fun with those two. Radtiz and Nappa hearty drinkers and what better after annihilating a entire race to kick back in a bar and sip on some fine ale and liquor until they passed out. Not once do I recall loosing to them... He chuckled with those old memories as he had some close calls but he had always focused hard before seeing Nappa's head hit the table and then Raditz soon after. Himself giving a final toast to himself and swigging it down then joining the two morons in drunken bliss.
Too bad these humans can't keep up with sayjin's or they might of been able to beat me in drinking but still they are at least a few million years behind us in physical strength and ki mastery. He grunted as he shifted to his other arm, pumping still as each vein from the arm in previous use surged and burned but Vegeta gave it not another notion except a gaze and he went back to his routine. Speaking of humans they are by far the most ignorant and foolish species I have ever met! They are so oblivious to greatness and they do not respect their strong but embrace the intelligent! How can they ever hope to become strong if they continually screw up their genetics with senseless swapping of the best males and leaving them to dry only to find those with cash. But if I take a brief run around the compound for my 4 in the morning 30 mile sprint in ten minutes I have people gawking at me... This race is utterly confusing.
But the most confusing of all is the blasted fool Kakarot! ...Grrrr...if there was ever fate it is surely laughing at me now... Karma, destiny I don't know but the thought of Kakarot being so strong confounds everything i've known. He asks for strength he gets it, he asks for help he gets it, he asks for peace he gets it? Blasted what does he have that I could not? Running the few in his mind he counted them off. The ear bleeding harpy... no... Good God how could Kakarot mate her besides the fact she craves him at night? But the day treatment is far from what I would even put up with. She can run him up and down the world and he would smile and do any damn thing she asked. Regardless that isn't something he has that I couldn't but with no female sayjins I cannot claim a mate. The brat he has though... he is most impressive for his age he would make any sayjin father strong, probably another blessing Kakarot gets. Vegeta easily recollected just how powerful the brat was, he fought against Frieza and managed to batter the tyrant in his second form, actually maim himself but that was just a fools mistake by him.
But still that didn't make sense why he should be so strong! He protects and only trains to protect. Before Raditz came he had no conception of real power but now he has surpassed me, Frieza and every known thing that I could once believe in. Vegeta paused his workout as he had finished, sweat poured from his face and body but he didn't notice his thoughts more focused on other things as he walked to the main console his finger pressing the shut off switch, The whirr of the machine slowly dying out before the red glow disappeared from the room and Vegeta felt the weight vanish from his shoulders. Turning off the power he headed to the entrance, switching down the ramp it extended and he walked down. Being ever timed on his routine he never missed a beat, walking the same way, he didn't stop as he headed through the back of the Capsule Corp mansion and past the kitchen.
He noticed the blonde as always her smile there greeting him like always. " Oh Vegeta dinner will be done same time as always, please once your finished washing up to come and eat!" She said in her usually high giddy voice. The old man sipping his coffee and reading his paper along with the usual black creature perched on his shoulder.
" Any problems with the upgrades to the gravity chamber Vegeta?" He asked as Vegeta stopped and glanced over as the man only kept reading or refused to look Vegeta in his eyes.
" No.. they are sufficient I will tell you should their be any defects or problems..." Vegeta said gruffly and walked away, heading up the staircase and to the washroom. His hands reaching out and snagging one of the many towels they left outside for him. Tossing it around his neck he walked inside, stripping down as the clicked shut the days pair of training shorts tossed in the hamper. His hand reaching inside and turned on the water to the shower, he took his step inside the spray of freezing water but he didn't flinch. " Blasted woman must think she's entertaining with her childish antics with me." He growled as he turned off the hot and turned on the cold, the water settings being reversed as hot water sprayed over him. " The wench has been making it a burden on herself to pester and bother me these recent weeks. As if she didn't have enough trouble pestering me and every other male on this planet."
Ahhh yes the Briefs girl... Bulma or womanmy preferred nickname for her. A rather bizarre and entertaining creature, and a real media hype about her. He felt nothing better to do with his time when he wasn't training then to irritate her every chance he got. She loved to bother him, tease him, but her games couldn't make him rise to any bait. She was beneath him, and to give her any more time then he wanted was a victory for her, and loosing was something Vegeta hated even more then death itself. He had at least tried to know why she choose him, deciding to locate any information of value over the internet as it was referred to on this planet, the local mainstream of information was pitiful. Only bio's, blood, hair, height, family, relations, and position. Nothing he could deduce about her save for the over abundance of photo's and video's of seeing even the slightest bit of her flesh exposed. How many times he had come across such thoughts on his scouter infuriated him, seeing the blasted woman naked for ten seconds was not what he had wanted but the blasted humans had nothing else!
Well I didn't expect much but I got nothing... such a waste of time and effort. If he wanted to see her naked he should just fly up to her room and watch her change as he wanted but to do that was not only pointless but he found no reason to. Sexual relations are all but gone, I haven't taken a woman in over six years, and that was because Frieza expected me to prove I wasn't weak. He fucked a woman, he never had mated one. But I did it rather longer then needed... and she didn't seem to care much herself, rather Frieza was jealous of my ability to please women so much he executed the woman the next day. She probably wished for death, just as I had but I did give her one hell of a going away party...Heh! Vegeta chuckled huskily as he finished washing himself. Stepping from the shower soaked and dripping water his hand grabbing the towel hanging on the hook and dried his face and body. Stopping as he finished drying the remaining water from his face he gazed at himself into the mirror. " It will not be long nowI shall assume as the true and only super-sayjin in time, I will rule this planet and every other one with my fist until I die an old man. " The fleeting thoughts of immortality seemed great at the time with Nappa, but it brought only more hardships to a warrior such as him. Wanting to fight and die was in his Sayjin genes, but to live forever? He wanted to leave the mark of sayjin might but to keep an endless cycle of death like Frieza... It brought a scowl to his face. " I am not and never shall be Frieza, a greater and stronger tyrant yes but that bastard will see me again and when I die I will best him in hell.
With a release of breath he threw the towel around his shoulders and grabbed his stack of human clothing. Changing into his black training shorts as his stack for the month remained in the bathroom. He headed back down to get some sustenance then record his thoughts before resting. His personal recorder was becoming almost sacred to him, he always when he could talk and report on who he was. His strength in hopes that one day someone could maybe come to grasp what could go through a monster's thoughts. Cracking his neck to both sides he walked down the stairs only to the tune of the woman blabbing on with her father and mother.
He only walked down the steps ignoring her and her chatter as he sat down, the large platter of food set and ready for him. Taking only a glance to wait for any thoughts about his appetite before digging in. His hand immediately grabbing the more of his favorites. Egg Rolls. Tossing four in his mouth with ease he chewed his food his other hand grabbing a fork and plunged it into a setting of pasta spinning it quickly and heaping another large mouthful for himself before digging into the mashed potato's, bread and beef. His dexterity with eating snuffed Kakarot's as he never left a crumb or dribbled or drooled while he ate. His ears and senses still fully aware even as he was looking down.
" So Bulma is the presentation for the company already done? I would like to give my investors a good start for this months stock exchange." Dr. Briefs asked his daughter as they slowly ate their dinner slightly watching as Vegeta stuffed himself silently aside from the scrap or crunch of silverware.
" Of course Dad, I just finished yesterday. With all of the time I usually spend on 'repairs-" Her eyes glancing to Vegeta who only grunted."-im done ahead of schedule and you can use it tomorrow." Bulma said before eating her salad.
" That's so nice to hear sweetie!" Her mother cooed as she clasped her hands together eyeing her and Vegeta. " Now you have some more time to spend with he boys!" She giggled absently minded as Bulma only rolled her eyes. Vegeta giving another grunt.
" Please mother! I don't have time for guys now. Especially since none of them are loyal to me or even speak without using a grunt for an answer." Bulma said her tone annoyed and angry.
" You just need time sweetie, Im sure even Vegeta wouldn't spend all his time training if you asked him out. The poor dear could use for some companionship." She said as Vegeta nearly choked on his food. His hand pounding his chest to let it fall down his throat.
He set down his fork and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. " Oh yes. I've been alone for so long it be nice to be around someone as annoying, short sided, ugly wench. Your just my type." He laughed his head falling back with his mouth as he laughed his hand snapping up as he caught the knife heading for his face. He snickered as Bulma growled.
" I lost my appetite mom!" She said sternly grabbing what remained of her meal and tossed it in the sink and stormed upstairs.
" Oh I think I pushed to hard again dear?" Mrs. Briefs asked her husband as he gave a 'yes dear' in a normal male response ."Oh i'll just fix her favorite dessert and she'll be fine." She went back to her foyer to collect her things as Vegeta finished stuffing himself. Collecting all his plates onto a tray he dumped them in the sink as well. Giving not a thought back before heading out to his gravity chamber walking up the ramp and closing the hatch behind him. Dropping the towel from his forehead to the rail where he headed down inside the gravity chamber to his quarters. Walking to the side of his cot that lay connected to the wall he pulled close a small cabinet. Popping it open there lay his scouter, still having the thing upon his trips into outer space he didn't have another way to record any data. The black chip lay just alongside it and plugging it in the back of the scouter he watched the small device whirr to life the lights flashing and then until a reflection of himself popped up on the small screen.
Yet another full day of training and here I still sit not a super-sayjin, waiting and being patient has never been a task for a true sayjin. I would love to sit here and say it would only be a matter of time... but there can always be doubt. If I fail? If I cannot control that power... Do I even deserve to live? If cannot best even the third class... I shouldn't bother with it, if fate can give everything to the worst sayjin and leave the true blood of sayjin power nothing. Then it is not worth fighting for. I can let this planet rot by the androids for all I care, I can lift off the day of their arrival and be gone to assume power and by the time Kakarot is dead and the androids have no way to leave the planet I will come back and blow it all to hell! It will simplify everything in the end, a warrior know's his abilities but to even think of dying as the fool from the future said... a super-sayjin. That would be the ultimate sayjin disgrace, to die as the pinnacle of sayjin existence. Speaking of that brat.. who's child could it have been? I cannot mate or rather refuse to, because that would mean an half breed to lower myself to taking... a... a Human? A race that can barely hold itself up in the true universe. It would only bring more of a disgrace to my race. Shaking his head to the side he rested back against the wall, his eyes looking to the ceiling as he just wondered how Kakarot could have another child and if so one with that kind of hair? Did the harpy die? Did he remate then pass away because of the virus he got from his new mate? Now that could make sense or maybe the virus is because of the death of his mate? I know that some sayjins just die from loosing their mate and of course Kakarot wouldn't know that so it might make sense. But me... it is simply not possible. Besides if the brat was supposed to be mine he won't exist anymore. I will not find a mate on this planet anyway and especially one that looks like... that! His mind reeling from thinking that his child... his son... could have that repugnant hair color! It would not be fitting for any sayjin to hope to accept.
Growling to himself he reached for the scouter and tapped its side it flicked off and Vegeta removed the chip and set it beside the scouter inside the cabinet. Hauling his legs back up over the cot he drew up a thin sheet and rolled on the pillow and closed his eyes. Even trying to forget one thought continued... what if he was my son?

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