11-24-2005, 11:12 PM
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."