The Evil Saiyan of Oz
By Elbereth in April
Copyright 2002
I do not own Dragonball Z or Wizard of Oz. I apologize to Judy Garland but mostly to Toto.
Please review! I will be a happier person for it.
Vegeta stood in the gravity chamber, with two fingers placed against his forehead. He was concentrating so hard that sweat broke out on his face.
Suddenly he disappeared. He phased out, reappearing in the kitchen, startling Bulma so that she dropped a casserole on the floor. "Vegeta! What do you think you're doing?"
"If Kakkarot can do this Instant Transmission technique so can I," he growled. Once again he put 2 fingers to his head, while Bulma looked on, hands on her hips. Suddenly the sneer fell from his face; his expression changed to one of shock and dismay. "What--?" he began, then disappeared.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, but he was gone.
Vegeta looked around at his new surroundings. He didn't know where he had teleported himself, but it was very odd. He frowned, staring at bright, plastic looking flowers, a cheerful blue sky, a happy-looking town, and a yellow brick road. Suddenly the sky darkened, and with a blast and a puff of red smoke, a woman appeared a few feet from him. She had on a long black dress, a pointed black hat, and ruby red slippers. In her green-skinned hand, she carried a broomstick. "Who are you?" she demanded of him in a deep voice. "What are you doing in my territory?"
Vegeta smirked at her. "Weak woman, everywhere is my territory. I am a Prince." Never admit you have no idea where you are or what you're doing, he thought, but he couldn't help adding, "You're not a Namek, are you?"
While the woman was still trying to decide how to react to this, the sky darkened further. They heard a rumble as of thunder, and a whoosh, and felt a great wind. They both looked up. A large house was falling rapidly out of the sky, about to land on them.
While the woman cowered in terror--I knew she was weak--Vegeta reacted with typical Saiyan reflexes. He snarled, raised his hand, and blasted the house to smithereens.
Not much was left of the house; a few small splintered boards rained down on them, along with a ripped blue and white checkered ribbon and a bit of dog hair. Vegeta smirked. The woman looked at him, then grinned. "I'm the Wicked Witch of the East," she introduced herself. "That was great shooting. Are you a witch?"
"Hmmph. Woman, are you blind? I'm a warrior--the strongest in the universe. I am Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans!"
The witch frowned at that. "I'm not afraid of you! With the help of my slippers, I shall defeat you! No one tries to take over my territory!"
Vegeta gave another of his famous 'I'm so bad, you can't touch me' smirks. "You will fear me. You're going down!" As Vegeta powered up, the witch waved her arms and clicked her heels together. Then she sent a ball of fire streaking towards Vegeta. He blocked it easily, and sent a ki blast her way. She dodged, jumped on her broom, and flew into the air. He flew up to meet her, much to her surprise. This isn't good, she thought, he's stronger than I realized.
"Sister!" she called. "Come and help me!"
Vegeta looked around, but saw no one. "There's no help for you," he shouted at her. "Die! Big Bang Attack!"
She didn't have a chance. Her shoes sizzled but survived to hit the ground. Vegeta stared at them as he landed beside them.
All of a sudden, he was surrounded by happy smiling townsfolk. They were all very short--even shorter than him. "She's dead!" they were all shouting joyfully. "She's truly dead!"
One of them grabbed his hand and shook it heartily. He was a fat, jolly man in green with a strange mustache and a large hat. "As mayor of Munchkin City, in the county of the land of Oz, I welcome you most regally!" Then he turned to the crowd. "Let the joyous news be spread! The wicked witch at last is dead!"
And then the entire crowd of little people burst into song. Vegeta's eyes widened in horror and he pulled his hand away so he could clamp both hands over his ears. But the mayor and several childlike ballerinas ignored this and approached even closer to him. "You must be a wizard!" the mayor exclaimed.
The ballerinas began to twirl around him, encircling him and trilling in squeaky voices, "We represent, the Lullaby League, the Lullaby League."
Vegeta could contain himself no longer. "Shut up! Shut up!" he screamed, flaring his ki so he was surrounded by a glowing aura. The Munchkins stopped singing.
"I'm not a wizard! I'm a Saiyan! You sing terribly! And if you thought she was evil, you ain't seen nothing yet!" With that, he blasted Munchkin Land away, along with its inhabitants.
When the smoke cleared, he looked around. He was alone. He sighed in relief. He searched for other ki's. There were only 3 of note, one further east, one way out west, and one.
With another bang and more smoke, the 3rd ki-holder appeared beside him: the Wicked Witch of the West, finally answering her sister's summons.
By Elbereth in April
Copyright 2002
I do not own Dragonball Z or Wizard of Oz. I apologize to Judy Garland but mostly to Toto.
Please review! I will be a happier person for it.
Vegeta stood in the gravity chamber, with two fingers placed against his forehead. He was concentrating so hard that sweat broke out on his face.
Suddenly he disappeared. He phased out, reappearing in the kitchen, startling Bulma so that she dropped a casserole on the floor. "Vegeta! What do you think you're doing?"
"If Kakkarot can do this Instant Transmission technique so can I," he growled. Once again he put 2 fingers to his head, while Bulma looked on, hands on her hips. Suddenly the sneer fell from his face; his expression changed to one of shock and dismay. "What--?" he began, then disappeared.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, but he was gone.
Vegeta looked around at his new surroundings. He didn't know where he had teleported himself, but it was very odd. He frowned, staring at bright, plastic looking flowers, a cheerful blue sky, a happy-looking town, and a yellow brick road. Suddenly the sky darkened, and with a blast and a puff of red smoke, a woman appeared a few feet from him. She had on a long black dress, a pointed black hat, and ruby red slippers. In her green-skinned hand, she carried a broomstick. "Who are you?" she demanded of him in a deep voice. "What are you doing in my territory?"
Vegeta smirked at her. "Weak woman, everywhere is my territory. I am a Prince." Never admit you have no idea where you are or what you're doing, he thought, but he couldn't help adding, "You're not a Namek, are you?"
While the woman was still trying to decide how to react to this, the sky darkened further. They heard a rumble as of thunder, and a whoosh, and felt a great wind. They both looked up. A large house was falling rapidly out of the sky, about to land on them.
While the woman cowered in terror--I knew she was weak--Vegeta reacted with typical Saiyan reflexes. He snarled, raised his hand, and blasted the house to smithereens.
Not much was left of the house; a few small splintered boards rained down on them, along with a ripped blue and white checkered ribbon and a bit of dog hair. Vegeta smirked. The woman looked at him, then grinned. "I'm the Wicked Witch of the East," she introduced herself. "That was great shooting. Are you a witch?"
"Hmmph. Woman, are you blind? I'm a warrior--the strongest in the universe. I am Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans!"
The witch frowned at that. "I'm not afraid of you! With the help of my slippers, I shall defeat you! No one tries to take over my territory!"
Vegeta gave another of his famous 'I'm so bad, you can't touch me' smirks. "You will fear me. You're going down!" As Vegeta powered up, the witch waved her arms and clicked her heels together. Then she sent a ball of fire streaking towards Vegeta. He blocked it easily, and sent a ki blast her way. She dodged, jumped on her broom, and flew into the air. He flew up to meet her, much to her surprise. This isn't good, she thought, he's stronger than I realized.
"Sister!" she called. "Come and help me!"
Vegeta looked around, but saw no one. "There's no help for you," he shouted at her. "Die! Big Bang Attack!"
She didn't have a chance. Her shoes sizzled but survived to hit the ground. Vegeta stared at them as he landed beside them.
All of a sudden, he was surrounded by happy smiling townsfolk. They were all very short--even shorter than him. "She's dead!" they were all shouting joyfully. "She's truly dead!"
One of them grabbed his hand and shook it heartily. He was a fat, jolly man in green with a strange mustache and a large hat. "As mayor of Munchkin City, in the county of the land of Oz, I welcome you most regally!" Then he turned to the crowd. "Let the joyous news be spread! The wicked witch at last is dead!"
And then the entire crowd of little people burst into song. Vegeta's eyes widened in horror and he pulled his hand away so he could clamp both hands over his ears. But the mayor and several childlike ballerinas ignored this and approached even closer to him. "You must be a wizard!" the mayor exclaimed.
The ballerinas began to twirl around him, encircling him and trilling in squeaky voices, "We represent, the Lullaby League, the Lullaby League."
Vegeta could contain himself no longer. "Shut up! Shut up!" he screamed, flaring his ki so he was surrounded by a glowing aura. The Munchkins stopped singing.
"I'm not a wizard! I'm a Saiyan! You sing terribly! And if you thought she was evil, you ain't seen nothing yet!" With that, he blasted Munchkin Land away, along with its inhabitants.
When the smoke cleared, he looked around. He was alone. He sighed in relief. He searched for other ki's. There were only 3 of note, one further east, one way out west, and one.
With another bang and more smoke, the 3rd ki-holder appeared beside him: the Wicked Witch of the West, finally answering her sister's summons.