"It... It can't be. You were beaten nearly lifeless before that wench of yours kicked me. How the hell can you be this powerful so quickly? It's not possible!" The Amazon couldn't believe his eyes. He had just pummeled Vegeta to the point of collapse, yet the Saiyan Prince stood before him as if he hadn't felt any of the punishment he recieved. 'That bastard. He's even smirking. But how can this be?' The situation stunned him to the point of error, though. His inability to comprehend and react left him...

Vegeta wasted no time. He lunged at the Amazon with a sadistic smile, confident in his strength once again. His hand, still bloodied from their previous encounter, made solid contact with the creature's jaw, nearly knocking it clean off of his face. This sent the Amazon back through the wall into the main hangar, with the Saiyan Prince following right behind him.

Bulma watched in awe as Vegeta laid seige to the Amazon with an obvious need for vengance. It reminded her of the record of his arrival on Earth. She hadn't really been there to see it, but what she heard from the others was enough. Yes, Vegeta was a murderous, cold-hearted psycopath. But his encounter with Goku changed him forever. Had he gained his wish to become immortal, things would be very differant indeed. But that was not to be.

What did happen, though, was just as interesting. When he decided to go head to head with Freiza and joined forces with Gohan and Krillin, he learned to rely on the good in others. Sure, the means served the end. But in a way, he lost something. Freiza died by Goku's hand, not his own as he wished. And in the process, he himself was killed, though brought back by the very Dragonballs that he desired.

That had brought him to Earth. At first, he was still somewhat cold and very distant. He lived out in the wilderness for a time, training in remote areas and contemplating his place after the events on Namek. She knew he was proud enough to think of such things. But then he had decided to try and get himself a gravity room, like the one Goku had on the ship that took him to Namek. That brought him to the room next door to hers. Dr. Brief wasn't about to let his technology go with Vegeta, but agreed to let him use it on the Capsule grounds.

He broke it alot, so Bulma would end up fixing it alot. All the contact with the former killer had led her to this moment. As the thoughts and memories flashed through her mind, her eyes remained set on the man she loved as he dove into battle. He was no longer a selfish, heartless killer. He was a Prince, defending his princess at any cost, and setting right something that went terribly wrong. Whether he knew that or not, she didn't know, and thought that he probably didn't think of it that way. But she knew it. She was sure of it. She ran to the new hole that Vegeta had created with her captor and continued to watch the battle...

Vegeta walked over to his fallen opponent, who had managed to get himself to his knees. "Worthless Amazon." He drew his right leg back and kicked the beast in the ribs, then brought his fists down onto it's back. It hit the ground with a tremendous thud as the Saiyan continued his rant. "I don't care what dimension anyone is from. A Saiyan is a Saiyan. You made the fatal mistake of not knowing your enemy. You didn' take the time to realize that when Saiyans recover from severe injury, they become stronger. Freiza knew it, that's why he had me pulling chump jobs. But then again, that disgusting lizard is dead and gone." Gone at the hands of his own son, though he didn't know it. Yet...

Another swift kick to the face sent the Amazon flying to the far wall of the hangar. When the Amazon stopped sliding, Vegeta tensed up and began walking toward him. The look on his face was stern. The only emotion visible was anger and hatred, though from within, it was drivin by love. The end justified the means to him, though, and he looked beyond that love to the greater power it gave him.

"You... You're not normal. What the hell are you?" The Amazon's voice shook with fear as he spoke, staring at the Saiyan walking his way. "How can you have this much power? Saiyans are weak and pathetic."

"Maybe in your dimension. But here in mine, the Saiyans are among the stongest warriors in the entire universe. Here, there are few who could ever rival us. And even though there are only two of them left, we are still to be feared by all. If you think for one second that I'm a pushover, then that one second will seal your fate. It's too late for you, Amazon. Your fate was sealed the moment you took that woman away from me." As he reached the fallen creature, he stopped and looked down at him. "And to think. You brought about your own end."

Still in the back room, Rico felt the sudden surge of energy flow within his brother. 'Amazing. Vegeta is even more powerful in this world. The Amazon has no chance now. Even though I didn't do it myself, I'm at least happy that my mission is completed.' He had full confidence in his trans-dimensional sibling. There was nothing to stop him. Suddenly, the energy coarsing from Vegeta began to grow sharply. 'That's it, Vegeta. Harness it. It's yours for the taking, just learn to grab on to it...'

Vegeta's calm fury suddenly turned to visible rage as he laid into the Amazon with all that he had. Punch after punch sent the monster flying around like a rag doll. And with each crushing blow, the Saiyan Prince could feel himself grow stronger. The anger was taking over again. And this time, he had a release. "You come here to MY dimension, wanting to mess with MY DNA to create a super being, kidnap MY mate and use her to lure me here?" He followed each brief rant with a series of harsh blows to wherever his appendages would connect. "You admit to killing me in another dimension and laugh about it like I was some sort of trophy kill on a wild game outing.?" Again, he tore into his foe with reckless abandon. "You dare insult the greatness of the Saiyan race? You dare insult a Saiyan's pride? Not only that, but you dare insult the pride of the Prince of ALL Saiyans? You have NO RIGHT!"

The blows came swift and strong this time, and in great numbers. Punches, kicks, chops, knees, elbows, headbutts, anything Vegeta threw connected with tremendous force. When he finally stopped, he stood over the beaten Amazon, breathing heavily. For a moment, he felt something well up inside of him. He let out a scream like no other as this new feeling took over his body. His rage was out of control now, making his mind race with both fear and malice. It didn't matter what he had to do now. There was only one thought in is mind: Destroy the target. Vengance. By any means necessary.

And for a moment, almost the equivalent to the blink of an eye, it flashed outward...

Bulma, still with eyes fixated on the one she loved, saw it as well. The aura around him was now a steady golden color, but his hair had in fact gone gold, for a brief moment. For a stitch in time, the Siayan Prince she loved so much had achieved his goal. For that fraction of a second, he was granted his wish. And then, she saw it flash again...

Deep within himself, Vegeta felt the power surge through his soul. In small doses, he tasted the power he longed for. He felt it rise from deep down inside, only to withdraw before he could grab ahold of it. it was so close, yet so far away. This angered him, but that made it no less easy to control what he was feeling...

Bulma saw it. Again and again. Vegeta's transformation had begun. She smiled, but still had a sense of concern. Would he turn on them all if he was granted the power he wanted so badly? Would he revert to his old, ruthless self if he became like he wanted to be? If he ascended to the status of the legendary Saiyan warrior? It was clear that he was slowly becoming a Super Saiyan, but it was not clear where that power would be aligned.

Still, though, she felt thankful that he was getting his wish. If it made him happy, she was all for it. But then she noticed that as quickly as it had begun, the flashes began to happen with less frequency.

He couldn't take hold of it. Not yet. There was something preventing him from taking hold of the power he was feeling. As fast as it had come, it began to fall away from him. His breathing became subdued, and his heart slowed down. He looked back down at the Amazon, still laying on the floor in front of him. Having tasted the power he so desired, he turned the frustration of not achieving that desire towards the enemy at his feet.

"I might not be able to reach my goal, Amazon. But that will not stop me from putting an end to you. This has gone far enough. It ends, here and now. And I'll even do you a favor."

"I... I want no... Arrrrgh... favor from the likes... of you... Saiyan filth..."

"Ever adamant to the bitter end, I see. A trait normally worthy of respect in most battles. Even a Saiyan will respect that kind of resolve in their adversaries. But you, Amazon, you don't even rate a cup of coffee in that department."

"Go ahead. Send... send me back. I'll only escape and come back... to haunt you."

"No. I can't show that kind of mercy to a worthless piece of trash like you. But I will grant you this favor. Instead of years of rotting in a prison and a possible but slim hope of escape, I'll make your punishment short and sweet. It's time to die, Amazon. Time for your reighn of terror to end. It's time for the Saiyan race to finally win one again."

"Burn... burn in hell... Saiyan..."

"You first."

Far away on King Kai's planet, the portly Kai himself watched intently as the battle reached it's climax. "It's over. Vegeta has won. But he's still taking his vengance. He's still allowing what's left of his evil to surface. No matter if he directs it to right a wrong, it is still evil. And that's why he can't reach his goal. He has to purge the evil and let go of his selfish desires. Only then will he reach the plateau he was born to ascend to. Only then will he become a Super Saiyan..."

Bubbles and Gregory looked at the Kai intently. They had no clue what was really going on down on Earth, but judging by the tone of their boss' voice, it was something serious. They knew well enough that Vegeta was now winning, but as far as the conflict within the Saiyan warrior, they only knew that if it concerned the Kai, it should concern them all...

Four balls of energy grabbed the Amazon by his wrists and ankles, and picked him up off of the ground. In an instant, they carried him up to the high ceiling of the hangar, holding his back against it. He was weak, but he managed to open his eyes. What he saw would be his last memory, though, as Vegeta looked back at him from the floor with that cocky smirk of his.

Bulma knew what was coming. She ran over to Rico and tried to help him to his feet. "We've got to get better cover. Vegeta's about to pop."

"So, he's going to use it, is he?"

"Yep. And in the state he's in, it's gonna be a big one. Let's get to the back of the room." She managed to pick him up and move him to an L shaped closet and set him in the back, then shut the door and braced herself for the impact of Vegeta's energy wave.

The hangar began to shake violently as the Saiyan Prince began the energy build for his final attack. In a brilliant flash, a blue Ki field surrounded him and began to swirl as if they were clouds around a planet. At first, Vegeta merely growled as the energy built within him. But that growl gave way to a scream that echoed off of the vast walls with tremendous retort. Bolts of electricity shot off the walls and bounced around him as his energy swelled to its peak.

"GALLET GUN!" He raised his hands into the air and fired an enormous beam of pure energy directly at the Amazon. As the beam struck the creature, it didn't yet destroy him, but pushed him up into the ceiling and through the mountain above, finally coming to a rest somewhere in the core of the rocky mass. There, the Amazon was slowly disintegrated, a slow and painful death dealt by the Prince of All Saiyans, his personal signature of revenge - vengance for trying to steal his newfound love...

Vegeta moved quickly and raced to the room where Bulma and Rico were. Using the bond he now shared with her, he tracked them down and burst into the closet. "We've got to get out of here. Hang on tight." He picked up Rico and slung him over his shoulder, then took Bulma in his other arm and took off at blinding speed towards the exit at the other end of the hangar.

"What did you do to him, Vegeta? Why hasn't this place exploded yet?" Bulma looked to her Prince inquisitively, sadisticly curious as to what end he'd given her abductor.

"I needed to give us a chance to get out. It will explode soon, though, so be quiet and let me concentrate on saving our asses before we all share the Amazon's fate."

Bulma nodded as they raced down the long tunnel to freedom.

The Amazon's mind was still intact, but the rest of him was being slowly eaten by his adversary's blast. As he felt his existance fade away, his mind raced with what seemed to be a common theme in the final words of Saiyan's victims. "Just... a monkey... He was just... a... monkey..."

The explosion shook the enitre island, taking the whole peak of the mountain with it. It was a brilliant blast, sending debris flying in all directions. Far away in Aloha City, the residents were shaken from their daily duties, and looked out their windows to see a giant cloud of smoke rising from the once giant peak far in the distance...

Flames chased the trio as they raced towards the exit. Steel, rock and other such junk crashed down all around them. Vegeta dodged it all with expert precision, but even he thought that they might not make it. The exit was in sight now, and he quickened his pace. He felt his boots grow hot with the fires of the explosion mere inches behind him and closing fast. With one last desperate push, he lunged forward, trying to clear the last few dozen yards to escape...

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