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[9] Vegeta's Mind - Sammah - 11-21-2005
?Daddy, don?t leave me??
?Hm? What??
?Please don?t leave me again, I?m begging you.
?Bra? Is that you?? Vegeta?s world was black, and he could see nothing; only could he hear the voice of a little girl pleading inside his head.
?We miss you??
?Bra?I?m right here.? His eyes began to flicker open, and he found himself laying face down on his stomach. The ground beneath him was warm, but it too, held the darkest of black within it?s name. It made him lead to believe his eyes were still closed, until his right hand shifted to a position in front of his face; he could see all five fingers clear as day. His body was sore, yet he managed to push himself back onto his knees, sitting up slightly enough to enable his head to scope out his surroundings. ?Where are you?? He asked hoping to hear a response from his daughter. The void around him was completely black; there was nothing, just Vegeta sitting in a black loneliness.
?Why did you leave me daddy? Why? The voice of his daughter was young, probably around 5 or 6 years old which was the time period Vegeta had spent most with her before he took off on his own accord.
?I didn?t leave you. I?m right here.? Vegeta protested against his daughter?s voice.
?We needed you? This time the voice was a young male; it was his son Trunks.
?Trunks?Bra, I was? Vegeta was cut off abruptly.
?Never there for them. And you know it. The voice that cut the prince off was too familiar, causing his heart to race with incredible heat upon hearing it. A light before him began to slowly fade into existence, the only other thing within the darkened void of his mind. It burned with golden flames, and soon the shadow of a long haired Saiya-jin came into view.
?You! What are you doing here?? Vegeta pushed himself up onto his feet, but they almost kicked out from underneath him; feeling so weak. He stumbled backwards, but caught himself and brought his hands up in a ready position. His heart was different; it was racing very quickly as he watched the black haired Saiya-jin burn within this golden light. It was only them, the two of them, and the sensation of death lingering around the prince?s heart. He couldn?t tell why he felt this way, it was so strange to him. It was as if his rival was instilling a sense of?fear within him.
?That is of no bother. Unless of course you think killing me is more important than caring for your children, which I think you believe it is.? Raditzu stood there with his arms crossed along his chest. His hair was black, in it?s natural state of form, but the golden aura blazing around him was that of a Super Saiya-jin.
?Shut up! You know nothing!? Vegeta?s face began to become enraged with hatred.
?Don?t I? Then how come I know exactly where you?re children are?and you don?t?? A slight grin appeared on his face as he openly mocked the Saiya-jin prince. The aura of golden flames steadily increased in size as the seconds flew by.
?What?? Vegeta?s legs began to wobble, but he paid them no attention. His eyes started to fixate on the growing aura that surrounded Raditzu, noticing the sudden increase in size. Although he couldn?t sense the ki of his rival, he could feel that his power was growing ever so slightly. ?Where are they? Give them to me!? He shouted again in belief that Rad was holding them captive.
?Hah, I don?t have them you idiot! But that?s just like you isn?t it? Always putting the blame on someone else other than yourself; how sickening.? Raditzu shook his head in sadness, almost showing pity for the weakened prince. ?I will bring you to them.? Suddenly the darkness was lit up with the brightness of thousands of colors. His surroundings were being warped and intertwined around with the multiplied scenery of the earth. It began to twist and whirl around him until a comforting scene settled down before him; it was the house he lived in with Bulma and his children long ago. The environment was silent however, and Raditzu was gone. Vegeta found himself alone in the living room where they would usually sit down and relax during dinner.
?Trunks? Bra?? His eyes darted around the casual room for them before escaping it?s confinements to continue his search. The fast paced trek led him towards his children?s rooms. Upon his arrival he noticed a picture hanging on the door in front of him. It was a child?s drawing of a boy and his father holding hands. It read ?Me and my father.? The drawing of the father was no doubt meant to be Vegeta, no matter how disfigured he looked. Below the picture there was a note. The prince grabbed it and pulled it close to his face.
?Dad, we?re coming to find you.? Was all that was on it.
?No?? Vegeta cursed under his breath as he crumpled up the piece of paper.
?What?s wrong Vegeta? Realizing just how much time you truly spent with your children?? The presence of Raditzu reformed it?self behind the disgruntled prince, and Vegeta?s body snapped around to meet him. His blood began to speed up on queue with the vision of the long haired Saiya-jin, this time the golden flame was double the size of what it was only moments before. Vegeta?s legs began to tremble again, almost losing his balance once more.
?Damn you!? Vegeta?s fists began to ball up tightly, yet the fear within his heart continued to build. This wasn?t possible. As the aura grew around Raditzu, it fed the fire to his power, increasing every aspect of him. At the same time, Vegeta felt his body becoming weaker, as time spent, he knew he wouldn?t even be able to stand on his own two feet.
?For what? Showing you the true meaning of family? Remember our fight in the arena? I opened your eyes to your daughter, a young girl who only a day prior, you wouldn?t have taken the time to even say hello to her. Now look at you; you?d kill anyone who even laid a finger on her. If it wasn?t for me, you wouldn?t have any family Vegeta. You owe me!? Raditzu?s golden aura became brighter, and his eyes flashed a quick sky blue before returning to his original brown.
?I owe you nothing!? Vegeta hissed at his rival. His arms began to vibrate, and they felt almost twice as heavy as before, almost straining to just keep them up at waist level. The prince took a step forward, and his heart began to race even faster. What was he doing? What was wrong with him. The presence of Raditzu was causing a disturbance within his body, he almost didn?t want to fight him.
?You?re a fool. Raditzu spat on the ground near the prince, yet nothing seemed to appear on the ground next to him.
?Daddy help us!? Bra?s voice called out from nothingness.
?What? Bra? Where are you?? Vegeta?s head spun around the room yet saw nothing different.
?What?s wrong Vegeta? You hear a call for help and now you want to suddenly rush to their aid? Why do you think that is? I?ll give you a hint?the answer is standing right here in front of you. Another Saiya-jin grin formed on his face as his own sentence related to him.
?Shut up! I?ll kill you!? Vegeta took another step towards Raditzu, yet the fear grew even more gruesome within him. There was something inside of his heart that wouldn?t allow Vegeta to continue. For some reason?he was afraid.
?Really now? I?d like to see that Vegeta. You are weak! And you know it. You will always be weak, and you will never be able to defend your children from death. They will die, and you will not be able to do anything about it! Raditzu began to shout the harsh reality towards the prince of Saiya-jins, the son of King Vegeta. ?Isn?t that what you?re afraid of Vegeta? Or am I wrong?
?I said?shut up!? Vegeta?s muscles tensed, yet no sense of power or aura formed around his body, only anger and frustration built up within his mind.
?Or what? You?ll kill me? Go ahead Vegeta. Attack me, I want to see just how much power you really have. Raditzu unfolded his arms and let them hang on either side of him. The golden aura of power was now three times what it had been from the beginning, and the feeling of power rose within the aged house. Vegeta took another step forward, but this time his legs were ready to give out, trembling with the might of ten earthquakes. His heart sped up, the fear causing his vision to become hazy. He couldn?t do it, his body wouldn?t allow him to go any further towards his enemy. It was as if his legs were shackled to a chain mounted on a steel wall; he was powerless to do anything.
?Damn you?? Was all Vegeta could mumble towards the long haired Saiya-jin.
?What?s wrong Vegeta? Too scared? Or is it that you finally realize that you are too weak to face me? Raditzu took his first step forward towards the prince, and instantly, Vegeta dropped to his knees. A look of pain thrashed through his face, and he couldn?t stand back up. It was like with every inch he had gotten closer to Raditzu, the weaker he became. ?Giving up already? Fine then, I guess I?ll just have to provoke you to fight me.?
The scenery began to warp again, and fade into a translation of different backgrounds and scenes combined into one large melting pot. It mixed, twirled and faded into each other until a suitable location was chosen by Raditzu himself. This time, the location was more close to home for the prince. It was a barren wasteland on Vegeta-Sei that they used for a training grounds; mostly sparring matches were taken place here. His eyes attempted to focus like the lens on a telescope, and he noticed that this time, Raditzu wasn?t alone. A 5 year old version of Bra, and a 7 year old version of Trunks stood on both sides of him.
?Daddy!? Both children cried out and attempted to run towards their father, but Raditzu grabbed both of them by the back of their shirts and held them at bay.
?You bastard! Let them go!? Vegeta attempted to dart forward, but the chains that connected with his heart prevented him from going anywhere. His knees still on the ground, he couldn?t push himself up for the life of him. His power was draining, slowly deteriorating as time went by; and he felt Raditzu?s growing ever so subtle.
?Stand up Vegeta, you look like a coward!? Raditzu egged on the prince, still holding the two children by their collars. They struggled to break free, but it was impossible to deter the incredible power of this Saiya-jin warrior. Vegeta grunted, his arms trembling beneath him as he grasped tightly onto the ground. His attempt to push himself up was inevitability leading to failure. The prince?s heart began to race again, the fear of his children dieing and him not being able to do anything about it, started to become a harsh reality.
?Damn you?? Vegeta seemed to cling on to this phrase, as if it would suddenly send Raditzu into the bottomless pits of hell.
?Daddy Help us!? The children cried out again, now tears forming in their eyes as they felt Raditzu?s hold become even tighter. There was no way out for them, they were like dogs caged up in the tiniest of cages.
?I?hate you!? Vegeta roared towards Raditzu, yet the anger building up inside was still not enough to push the prince onto his feet. Sweat began to form small beads upon his forehead, which soon found it?s way down his cheeks. Not only was it from the incredible stress on his muscles, but it was the intense horror that filled his entire soul which frightened him.
?The feeling is mutual.? The long haired Saiya-jin replied with an instinct of hate. His arm which constricted Bra moved forward, and flung out to his side, releasing his grasp on the young girl which sent her rolling amongst the battle scarred ground. Her body didn?t move upon the end, she must have been knocked unconscious from the first impact. His left hand rose, now lifting Trunks off the ground until he was about eye level with the Saiya-jin. ?Now doesn?t this look familiar? You?re son about to die right before your eyes. I believe this would be what?the third time? The first transcended you into a Super Saiya-jin, the power that you will never know how to use properly if your life depended on it. The second during this little Friend or Foe game; I believe you were sleeping when the shard of metal erupted itself into his throat, cutting off every life giving tube inside of it. Or am I wrong??
?What?? Vegeta?s eyes thinned out towards his oblivious enemy, ?I was knocked unconscious you fucking prick!? There was no way for Raditzu to know what had happened; he wasn?t even there when Trunks died. None of this was making any sort of sense anymore.
?No, I don?t want to die!? Vegeta?s son cried out wildly, feeling his own soul threatened by his capture.
?Hurt him and I?ll fucking tear you into pieces?? Vegeta talked big, but within his heart, the fear would only consume him even further, feeling hopeless to save his son from this treacherous beast.
?Really now? I think you?re bluffing. Let?s find out shall we?? Raditzu maneuvered the young boy directly in front of his chest, covering Vegeta?s view of the enemy, and enabling him to only see his son?s tortured face. A low insidious laugh erupted from behind the crying Trunks, and in a flash within a moment, his fist erupted out through the young child?s chest, bearing his heart within it?s grasp. Trunks?s eyes widened, only to slowly roll into the back of his head as the life was pulled right out from him.
?What!?? Vegeta?s face became awe struck, a tear forming within each pupil. He watched as Raditzu crushed his son?s heart, popping it and allowing all of the blood and life fluid to squeeze out from every side. ?No?? His eyes clenched closed, and a vein formed within his head. ?Trunks!? He shot up onto his feet, and broke the invisible chains that bound him to his endless fate of weakness.
?Finally!? The evil Saiya-jin discarded Trunks?s corpse to the side and slid into his fighting stance. Vegeta took a step forward, anger still rising and he darted forward. It was disturbing for the prince to find himself so slow, running at the pace of a regular human adult. His teeth gritted together, and his right fist pulled back to his side, releasing it as he came close enough to the golden flames which Raditzu produced around him. The first was easily dodged, and Vegeta spun around with a round house kick, but his opponent brought up his guard, and blocked the kick simultaneously throwing it back outward. Vegeta spun back around and jumped forward throwing a ralley of slow punches; each one of them failing to connect with his target.
?Damn you!? Vegeta cursed, as with every attack, he felt his body become weaker and weaker. It was happening so rapidly, but on the other side, Raditzu?s golden aura seemed to become brighter and larger with every parry. The prince jumped, spun around and threw a side kick into Raditzu?s open chest, but to his dismay, it had no effect, not even a budge. The prince landed and almost fell to the ground, but held himself up with a steady foot position. The rage that fueled his strength was dieing out quick, there was no way for him to win now, and he knew it, the fear rekindling inside his heart.
?Done already?? Raditzu mocked, and suddenly his hair stood on end, transforming into a healing gold that struck even more terror in the eyes of the prince. The eyes of this beast molded into a deathful blue, the power was indescribable. Yet it was only the first step that he had attained, the first plateau of Super Saiya-jin. Vegeta began to stumble backwards upon his transformation, unbelieving the incredible heat and warmth that he felt emanating from his opposition. But it wasn?t right; Vegeta couldn?t transform, let alone create an aura of ki around his body. He was weak, too weak to do anything. The prince found himself running his hands down his sides, searching for the dragonball which empowered his second transformation, but alas, it was not there.
He soon found himself with a fist embedded deep into his gut, knocking every inch of air out of his lungs, the attack was painful, too painful to reiterate. Another attack from Raditzu followed, a kick into his temple, and Vegeta was thrown onto Vegeta-sei?s rocky ground with incredible force. The prince grunted, now feeling weaker than ever before. This wasn?t how it was meant to be, Vegeta couldn?t be so weak, or was it that he wasn?t weak, just that Raditzu was growing ever so stronger.
The prince pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, coughing up blood from his lungs and hurling it out onto the ground below. His arms were trembling again, and he felt the fear pulsate within his heart, Raditzu was coming nearer. ?No?? Vegeta hacked up, his eyes rising to see the boots of his Saiya-jin counter part walking closer towards him. ?Stay away from me!? He shouted, throwing his left arm outward and falling back onto his ass. His vision blurred more and more with every step Raditzu took. Vegeta?s breathing became quicker, and deeper, almost if it was life threatening to keep a steady pace. ?Go away!? he shouted in fear of his own life. The long haired Saiya-jin?s steps ceased and Vegeta could hear the thumping of his own heart marching at double time inside his chest.
?What?s wrong Vegeta? Do I scare you?? The prince gazed up into Raditzu?s eyes, and his face appeared to be distorted with in the haze, almost as if he turned into some demon requiring first blood. His power was increasing again, Vegeta could feel it, and it scared him.
?Damn you! Just leave me alone!? Vegeta fell onto his side, unable to even hold himself up any longer. The planet around him seemed to shrink, and it was only them standing their, alone, he was all alone. His thoughts raced, but what was he thinking about? What should he think about? Raditzu, his rival, continued to grow stronger, and Vegeta was weakening. The death of his son flashed before his eyes, and he couldn?t do anything about it. How could he even call himself a father? He was weak, not worthy enough to hold the royal bloodline any longer. He feared the end, he feared what would happen if Raditzu killed his whole family, and not having the power to do anything about it.
?Are you sure?? Raditzu broke his thought level, ?You sure you want me to leave you alone? I mean damn, I was just starting to have a little fun here.? Raditzu looked around and saw Bra still lying silent on the jagged rocks of Vegeta-Sei?s battle grounds. ?Of course I could always finish off your other offspring.? Vegeta struggled just to turn his head, and saw his young daughter laying there as if she was nothing but a doll. It hit him harder than a freight train?
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?So this is your second one?? A nearby human male bravely spoke to the prince as they both stood in the waiting room of the hospital. Vegeta was standing with his back against the wall, arms folded across his chest, and head turned slightly so he could stare outside the window. His face was calm, as if his wife wasn?t about to push out a second born child. Trunks sat a few chairs down, kicking his legs back and forth as he was obviously too short to reach the deck, wobbling them around like jello. The prince turned to greet the voice.
?Is it obvious?? He shrugged, eyes trailing over to his purple haired child.
?Yeh I guess. Your son has your strong posture, so I knew he was yours. And why else would you be patiently waiting here like the way you are. Do you know the gender yet?? The man seemed too excited about Vegeta having another baby, perhaps even more so than he did.
?It?s a girl.? His response didn?t give such an assurance of joy, but the man didn?t question his motives. Vegeta figured that since it was going to be a female, the fighting spirit wouldn?t be running through her veins the same way it did with him and Trunks, proving to not be something he looked forward to. It wasn?t a usual sight to see a female Saiya-jin match up with power with a Saiya-jin male, especially since she was only half Saiya-jin. What was he thinking hooking up with a human? His thoughts trailed off for a second.
?Well that?s outstanding! It?s always good to have a little girl around the house; they tend to liven things up a bit.? The man bent down and picked up what was apparently his little girl. ?My wife is having our third as we speak, I can?t wait.? Obviously this man didn?t know when to stop. The target of his conversation just stared back, not amused one bit.
?That?s nice.? Vegeta muttered, ?But I doubt your daughter will be able to fight off even the weakest of Saiya-jins if we ever try to take over this planet.? His verbal usage confused the stranger, and Vegeta received an awkward stare.
?Saiya-jins? What are? Saiya-jins?? He asked curiously.
?Ugh, nevermind.? Vegeta returned his eyes back towards the window, shrugging off his approacher with the rudest of sighs. The man shook his head, guessing that Vegeta must have been crazy or something and walked off to let him be. It wasn?t every day that you?d hear a story of the Saiya-jins coming to a planet in order to take it over, perhaps selling it on the black market as they would so easily do. They were after all a type of space pirates, but lately things have led them to change their views onto other things. For Vegeta however, it appeared that he was going to settle down with a family, no matter how nauseating that sounded within his own head, the current events weren?t lying.
The day seemed different as the rays of the sun peaked it?s way out the holes throughout the clouds. It felt like a new day, something special was about to happen today, and knowing Vegeta, he?d be the one to miss out on it. He was staring down at the city below; the view from the fifth floor was high enough to watch the busy streets and the skies above together at the same time. Something about it calmed him down; you?d never see anything like this on his home planet, especially with all this peace crap that was preached every day. More than likely there would be some type of brawl along every corner and every bar, a wild bunch the Saiya-jins were, that?s the true heart of Vegeta.
?Mr. Vegeta?? A voice called out from inside the waiting room. Mr. Vegeta? Who the hell in their right mind would call Vegeta ?Mr.?? How about prince? Or Highness? Or some trash along those lines? Vegeta glanced over at the male nurse wearing the blue scrub, he was holding the door into the back room open with his foot simultaneously reading the name off of a clip board he held in his hand.
?What is it?? Vegeta replied back to his summon.
?Uhm, it?s time Mr. Vegeta. Your wife is about to push out your little girl. Would you like to come in and watch?? What kind of question was that? He must have been an idiot. It was insane to even bring up the option of not going in. What father wouldn?t want to watch his daughter be born for the first and only time of their lives?
?No thanks.? Vegeta wouldn?t.
?Are you sure? It?s a very special moment and Bulma is requesting your presence. Actually, she?s yelling at us to allow you in. Frankly, she?s kind of scaring me.? The doctor smiled with an uneasy grin; apparently Bulma had done quite a number on the doctors who were taking care of her.
?Bah.? Vegeta pushed himself off the wall and began walking towards the doctor, ?crazy woman.? He groaned before stopping past Trunks. ?Stay here while I get your sister.?
?Wise choice.? The male nurse smiled slyly as he escorted Vegeta into the back room. The screams and shouts coming from down the hallway was no doubt Bulma?s, as Vegeta heard them daily making it easy for him to differentiate them with anybody else?s. ?Just this way.? The nurse noted as he walked in front of the prince. Vegeta was gazing into every door he walked by, and noticed that he wasn?t the only one about to have another child, for every day dozens of children were born. Could you imagine if every human held the power of the Saiya-jin race? Not only would this planet end up being destroyed, but perhaps every planet in the galaxy as well. The population would continue to increase as time went by, they reproduced like jack rabbits.
They stopped and the door to his right slid open just in time to see his daughter?s head pop out from in between Bulma?s legs. Vegeta?s eye brow rose as he watched the blood pour out alongside the baby, it was definitely not a sight you?d want to see after eating a heavy meal. The doctor helped release the girl from her cage with incredible ease afterwards, and held her up, giving her a quick smack on the bottom in order to create airflow through crying. ?Nice?? Vegeta coughed sarcastically. His steps led him up towards Bulma?s bed where she continued to breathe heavily like he would during his own training. ?What?s her name?? He asked. The doctor cleaned up the girl and wrapped her up in a tiny blanket, then proudly handed her over to the mother with a sense of joy.
?I was thinking about naming her Bra.? Bulma took the new born child into her arms and held her close. Just another bundle of love added to the family.
?Bra?? Vegeta thought about it for a moment then shrugged. His eyes gazed down at the little girl who followed Trunks in birth. ?Rest now little one. For when you get older, you will grow to be one of the fiercest fighters in the universe, right along side of your father and brother. I?ll make sure of that, I promise? His vow to train up Bra in the ways of royalty never exactly came to pass, and he now realized his mistakes. There was a lot of making up to do, never again would he let her down, this time it was his word.
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?No?let her be. She did nothing to you.? It was beginning to be a match just to speak, a battle of vocals to see who the winner of tone would be. He managed to push himself up onto his elbow, but any higher and he would?ve collapsed from exhaustion. The long haired Saiya-jin grunted, and began walking over towards the little girl. ?Stop it!? Vegeta reached out with his left hand, but there wasn?t a chance in hell that he would be able to grab a hold of his opponent. Raditzu reached down, and grabbed the little girl by her shirt, easily picking her up off the ground.
?I guess after her, there?d be nobody to carry on with your legacy am I right?? Raditzu was glaring at the girl?s shut eyes, as if she was only predicting the future for herself. Death lingered on Planet Vegeta, it was everywhere, nothing new for either of the Saiya-jins, but now they were dealing with family.
?Let her go!? Vegeta?s legs began to move underneath his body, attempting to prop the prince up enough to get back onto his feet. It was futile though, his muscles were too sore, and he fell back onto his ass again. ?Please, leave her. Your fight is with me!? Vegeta cursed towards the Super Saiya-jin not caring about his own life any longer. ?Fight me damn it!? He tried to stand up again, managing to push himself up, legs wobbling beneath him. Even though Vegeta-Sei?s gravity was stronger than Earth?s, the incredible weight that Vegeta was feeling didn?t match anything that he?s ever felt prior to this day. ?Fight me!? The Saiya-jin?s teeth gritted, tears rolling down his face as the pain continued to wreak havoc amongst his body and soul.
?That?s what I like to see. Get angry Vegeta! Get mad! Feel my power and know that you will never attain it!? With another spark of golden power, Raditzu?s hair sparked slightly outward, and his muscles became twice as cut as before. Electricity began to pulsate like a heart beat around his body, intertwining with his very being. The second level of Super Saiya-jin was once unheard of, but both of them knew it was very much real. The warrior who stood before him had reached a new level in power, and it struck a deeper concern within Vegeta?s mind.
?I don?t care anymore!? The prince shouted back to the ascended Super Saiya-jin. ?I don?t care how many levels of Super Saiya-jin you reach! I don?t care!? He began to shout as he watched Bra hang by the back of her shirt. ?Just let her go!? It was apparent now that Vegeta was putting Bra first, as it should be with any father. The prince took a step forward once again feeling the invisible chains lock onto his legs. This is how Trunks died only moments ago. It was starting to become a flash back, perhaps a d?j? vu. He couldn?t allow Bra to end up the same way her brother did, he wouldn?t let it happen.
[9] Vegeta's Mind - Burter Jr - 11-24-2005
END OF ROUND
Quote:?I don?t care anymore!? The prince shouted back to the ascended Super Saiya-jin. ?I don?t care how many levels of Super Saiya-jin you reach! I don?t care!? He began to shout as he watched Bra hang by the back of her shirt. ?Just let her go!? It was apparent now that Vegeta was putting Bra first, as it should be with any father. The prince took a step forward once again feeling the invisible chains lock onto his legs. This is how Trunks died only moments ago. It was starting to become a flash back, perhaps a d?j? vu. He couldn?t allow Bra to end up the same way her brother did, he wouldn?t let it happen.
Though the bonds made no sound, Vegeta could feel them there around his ankles. His rage fueled him to keep struggling, his saiyan pride telling him it was not impossible. Nothing was impossible for a saiyan prince. Nothing.
"If you want her," Raditzu glared evily, "Come and get her."
A flash of gold surrounded the saiyan prince. He sprawled forward, as if the invisible bonds never existed. "I WILL!" He roared during his flight towards the evil Rad, a fist up to strike and take the head off his oppenent. Anything for his daughter...
His fist struck air. He landed on darkness, grunting, rolling forward. When up on his feet, Vegeta spun around to find nothing. His daughter was gone. Raditzu was gone.
"You are a father before you are a saiyan," came an old voice. Vegeta turned to see the wise Watchman. "An admirable trait." Vegeta didn't answer, still catching his breath. "Do you now know what it is you fear?"
"I fear...losing my children."
The watchman nodded. "A father. A fighter. A saiyan. Combine those three, you are unstoppable. You have passed my test."