Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ If you go, so do I. ( Chapter 19 )

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YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 19 –  If you go, so do I.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)

Vegeta was ablaze with a golden lit fury.  His ki pulsed around him in waves slowly growing with intensity. The vehemence that shone in the cold piercing depths of his eyes none could rival.  “Your death will not come swiftly.”  His tone was deathly and emotionless.  All he felt in his now empty soul was rage and hate.  He didn’t even rejoice in his transcendence to super saiyan.  Life to him held nothing without her.  Even his assured victory over the evil tyrant lizard would hold no joy of accomplishment.  It would be a bitter and tasteless win.
He relentlessly laid into the lord’s form.  Vegeta newly attained speed left him invisible any normal onlooker.  Frieza would fade from sight from time to time and all that would signify that they were still in the area were the craters and destruction that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
The air around them echoed with the crashes of flesh meeting flesh as well as the lightening around them.  Vegeta was merciless and brutal.  His hands tore through his body like poking a finger through wet paper mache.  He took Frieza apart piece by piece at a deadening pace.  The shrill shrieks emitted from Frieza were deafening.  Blood spurted into the saiyans face and over his chest, but not once did his blink or stop his actions.  The dwarfed reptile attempted to aim a ki ball at the saiyan, but was stopped with the crushing of his hand in Vegeta’s powerful vice grip.  
Namek’s surface spider webbed with bright orange and crimson.  The cracks in the crust spewed forth lava and fire.  The ground shuddered and quaked as the core began to collapse beneath.  Soon the planet would be no more.
“VEGETA!! We have to leave this place!”  Goku yelled to the prince.
“I’m not going anywhere.”  The internally shattered saiyan admitted.
“WHAT?!  The planet is about to explode!  It’s time to go!”  He screamed as he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.
“Leave me.  I’m not done here.” The prince’s tone was dead pan and lacked any infliction.
“But… But what about your wish.  We had a deal!”  The younger man shouted in desperation.
“No, Kakarott.  The woman and I… had  a deal.  She’s dead!  Hence no more deal! Now LEAVE!  I wish to die torturing this beast for as long as I can.”
“Come on, Gohan, let’s hurry and find Dende!”  Goku said as he landed beside his son.
“Daddy, I’m scared.”  The boy clung tightly against his father’s side for comfort.
“It’ll be alright son.  You’ll see, but I need you to be brave now.  Can you do that for me?”  He assured his son and secretly hoped that he was right.
“Mmm hmm.”  Gohan mumbled through his muffled sobs.
They took off full speed and flew to Dende’s location will the remaining dragon ball in their possession.  They had a wish to make and fast.
Vegeta dropped the limp creature from his clutches and closed his eye in expectation of the inevitable.  He released a sigh of regret and longing.  His regret was because of his past misdeeds he would not get to bask in eternity with her, his woman.  They would be eternally separate and a small part of him cursed ever meeting her.  The pain would soon be over.  He’d figured he’d rather be dead too than live without her.  As the fires engulfed his body his eyes snapped open yet his body didn’t flinch nor did his stoic expression falter as he was torn from this dimension and carried into the next.
Suddenly the planet burst into a million particles of smoldering debris and was now nothing more than an elaborate blinding explosion.  It grew and seemed to expand across the galaxy as it spread outward like a blanket made of fire and light.  It pulsed with its eruptions that flickered forth before fading as if nothing notable had ever been present.

Goku and the remaining nameks now stood on Earth’s surface looking drearily to the magically darkened sky.  Porunga loomed overhead silently waiting for their remaining wishes.  Goku thought momentarily on what he should wish for first and then a particular wish came to mind.
“Dende, tell Porunga that my second wish is for the warrior, Piccolo, to be resurrected.”  Goku asked. Dende nodded and ask of Porunga for him to grant his wish.
Piccolo arrived before them.  He made his reentry through a door of life-giving light.  His green fleshy brows knitted and he crossed his arms across his stomach.  “What took you so long?”
“Well, you know me, Piccolo.  I got… distracted.”  Goku admitted sheepishly.
“Mr. Piccolo!!”  Gohan squealed, with tears in his eyes, as he bounded up to his teacher and hugged him tightly.
“Hey, kid.”  Piccolo greeted his student as he rubbed the child’s head lovingly.
“Dende, I need you to ask Porunga to send all of those that died on Namek to be sent to Earth’s ‘check-in station’.”
The young Namekian nodded and then made the request.  After the final wish was granted the Namekian dragon balls dispersed in a flash across the planet.
“Piccolo, Gohan, are you guys up for a dragon ball hunt?”
“Goku the balls won’t be active again for a year.”  Piccolo reminded as he assumed that the Namekian balls were regulated by the same rules as Earth’s.
“The Namekian dragon balls are active after a Namekian year is completed.  Which gives us about 130 more of your Earth days until they are useable again.”  Guru spoke as if having read their thoughts.
“Th-That’s GREAT!”  Goku laughed out loud.


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