All dead All Dead

Everything happened so fast.

Just moments ago he was standing pressed against that pink fat ass. Just moments ago he gave a silent goodbye to his son. Just moments ago... he died.

Now he couldn't feel anything...no physical pain and his mind felt like it was slipping into a void. Then he remembered her. Bulma. What would she say? Would she hate him for his behavior at the tournament? Would she hate him for dying and leaving her alone?

Everything was black, and he couldn't open his eyes. Part of him assumed he was now in hell. Suddenly, a gruff voice was calling his name. It sounded so far away now...

"Vegeta"

It was a male voice...a familiar voice. He was trying to open his eyes but everything was extremely blurry, and he felt dizzy.

"Vegeta!"

His eyes were just adjusting to the light, a big figure was in front of him calling his name, the familiar voice began to match with his thoughts ... 'Nappa!'.

"Hey Vegeta, wake up, we're almost there. You're not that pretty, so I'm not giving you a 'wake up princess' kiss".

Vegeta was pale and his eyes grew wide, he felt his entire body begin to shake. He was seeing a ghost...or worse. 'Holy fuck Piccolo was right, I'm in hell...with this annoying bastard, Not again!'

"Jeez Vegeta, I was just kidding. I'm not going to kiss you... like I said, you're not even that pretty. There might not be any more female Saiyans, but I'm not that desperate"

Vegeta stood up shaking a little bit, ignoring everything Nappa was saying. He was in a sleep chamber. His surroundings were dark, with only the light of the control panel glowing in the darkness, and the light from a distant planet through the large window above the control panel shining softly. It really looked like one of those old ships he used to travel with Nappa on when they were on purging missions. His body felt stiff and rigid, uncomfortable from sitting in the same position for a long period of time.

If he was dead, and this was hell...where were his other 'nightmares'? Sure Nappa was annoying, but if this was really hell...where was Cell or Freeza waiting to torment him? Being forced to watch as they killed his mother and father over and over again? He always thought that would be his hell. That, and the revenge of every single life he'd taken through the years. Yet, here was on an old ship, stuck with this big dumb ass.

While he was thinking, he walked to the control panel and began to read the coordinates.

"We will arrive to planet Sj689 in about four hours. A scan of the area is showing that there are some powerful warriors on this planet, but nothing that we should worry about. Freeza expect us to be back in two weeks." Nappa commented.

Vegeta, who still hadn't said a word, looked at Nappa with large eyes. He always knew that he would see Freeza again in hell, but did his hell really need to be some sick re-enactment of the worst days of his life?

He gotten used to life on Earth with Bulma, his son and his two crazy weakling parents-in-law...but part of him knew he didn't belong to that cushy life. He was a warrior, and sometimes he felt like a dead man walking. Between birthday parties, school plays and other earthling celebrations that he hated so much, he was always taking little hits to his pride. He knew he had to assist because it was important for her and his son. Still...the blood, the battle, and the thrill of killing a powerful being was something he was missing. When Babidi presented the possibility of a way out, an easy ticket to be evil again, to kill... he didn't hesitate to try. Now because of that, he was dead...he died trying to stop Majin-Boo, and he didn't even know if that pink fat clown really died.

Sure he missed his past in space, purging, destroying, training... but that was probably 30% of the time back then, the rest they had to be in Freeza's space station being constantly mocked, abused and nearly killed. After all, for much he wanted to call himself a soldier...they were slaves.

"You're a bit more quiet than usual...did Freeza punish you for the fight you had with Dodoria before we came here?" Nappa asked.

Vegeta didn't respond, he was still looking at the control panel.

"Well... anyway, I'm going to stretch out in the training room; I wonder if there will be some fine ass female aliens on this planet..." He muttered to himself as he walked away.

With that being said, Nappa left. Vegeta followed him with his eyes until he left the room. He didn't want to say anything; because he just did not trust the guy...he had been the one to kill him, after all. But Nappa didn't seem aware of that fact, and he was treating him just like in the old times...everything looked like the old times.

He returned his gaze to the control panel searching for the general data; he could read the actual ship temperature, gravity, humidity and date. DATE.

"WHAT THE..."

The date was not the one when he died...not even close, the date the computer was showing was way before Trunks was born, before he met Bulma, and even before he heard about Radditz having a brother on Earth. It was around twenty years ago, if that was true, then he was still in his early twenties.

He stood up quickly and went to the training room.

"Nappa, the computer is showing the wrong date."

"Really?, maybe this piece of junk changed it, let me see," Nappa stopped his push-ups and walked quickly to the control room, then he checked the main computer. "Humm...the date is correct."

Vegeta was still trying to not show his surprise over the whole situation, responded quickly with an annoyed voice.

"Now it's right. A moment ago it wasn't...stupid hunk of shit."

"I'll ask if they can repair it when we get back to Freiza's station, this piece of junk is going to explode one of these days, I swear. I asked Dodoria a week before your fight with him if we could have a word with Freeza in order to have one of the new models, but I'm sure you know his answer now..."

Vegeta just looked at him with his usual frown.

"Anyway... I was surprised with how you teased him. I know he almost killed you but the show you gave with him was kind of priceless," He began to laugh between his words "When you told him that...that...he was probably sharing lipstick with Zarbon, and then asked which one of them was biting the pillow in the relationship," He began to laugh loudly "Ahh, it was priceless...even Ginyu and his freaks had a good laugh about it," He started to walk to the door again. "Well... I'll continue my training now if that's ok with you..."

Vegeta just nodded, and Nappa left the room. The frown disappeared from Vegeta's face, and he was looking at the control panel again. He couldn't believe it, he could still remember that fight with Dodoria at the common dining room. He also remembered the beating, how Dodoria almost killed him for the (well who knows, he was beating him almost to death since he was 7), and how he had to spend a couple of days in a regeneration tank...and then?

What had happened after that? He was trying to remember, but it was so many years ago. He also couldn't put his thoughts together about what really happened that time because he was still trying to figure out, why he was re-enacting his past. Maybe Bulma screwed it up with one of her inventions? 'No...she was working really hard on those new lasers for surgeries, she was claiming lately that she didn't even had time to sleep...'

He gave up trying to figure out how he'd show up in an old ship with Nappa. He was becoming convinced with every passing moment that he wasn't actually dead. 'Maybe this isn't hell and I am in the past...'

With that on his mind, he left the control room, walking to the bathroom. He found it immediately, and he took a look at himself in the mirror. His eyes grew wide, he had LOT less muscles than he used to and his hair seem longer...hell he looked younger...and shorter. Wonderful. Then just out of curiosity, he tried to power up. The power he had was laughable, and he couldn't force it higher no matter how hard he tried.

"MOTHERF..." He stopped, and rubbed a hand down his face. He felt angry...he'd lost all the power he'd achieved through years of hard work and training. That meant one thing. 'I can't be a SSJ again...'

After screaming the entire rosary of curses, he tried to calm down.

'Ok...this means two things: one... I am a weakling and second...this just coincides with the date and facts staring me in the face...' He tried to remember what happened after his fight with Dodoria...and slowly he began to remember.

"Well well, princess of all the mighty filthy monkeys, I'm glad to see that Dodoria didn't actually kill you." said Freeza with a smirk.

"If I may say Lord Freeza, I know how to control my power to just leave him in the edge of death. I just hope I didn't give him any brain damage. It's already damaged enough." said Dodoria with a chuckle.

"Well dear Dodoria that's just not possible, these monkey's brains work for fighting and to remember how to throw their feces like the filthy monkeys they are." Freeza began to chuckle as well.

Vegeta was clenching his fists trying to stop the urge of killing everybody in that room.

Freeza noted his angry state with sick amusement.

"Well... I'm still not happy about you attacking one of my personal bodyguards Vegeta and you need to learn your place. You are a prince, that's true...but the prince of an extinct race so that gives you what? Command over two other monkeys?"

He gave a laugh which sent a shiver up Vegeta's spine. "No, no, that's not how you must behave dear. I know Dodoria already punished you, but I think that still might not be enough. Tomorrow you'll leave with your over-sized monkey servant to purge a planet that has been giving us some problems lately. Sj689, you've heard of it? How silly of me, of course not, you couldn't even draw a path to your own home planet".

"Do even monkeys read my Lord?" asked Zarbon.

"I believe they learned darling... but I'm not quite sure how."

Vegeta was just about to explode.

"We've had some trouble there in the past, so it's a perfect punishment. Get your worthless tails there, because your ass needs to be beaten again. Also, don't forget the rules. If you two don't succeed in purging the planet, I really hope it's because they killed you while you were trying." He said those last words with a very serious menacing gaze.

'We went to Planet Sj689, but we had trouble. The warriors were strong and we were attacked. We managed to kill them all, but they did make a surprise attack before we landed...'

With that on his mind, he ran back to the control room, and read how much longer they had until they touched ground. '3 hours and 10 minutes... which means in the next two hours we will be attacked'.

Should that worry him? They kind of had trouble when it happened the first time, buy mostly because they were not expecting any kind on attack before landing on the planet. Hell, they didn't even know that the planet possessed the technology to attack on space.

He sat on the big chair in front of the control panel, and without even thinking about it began to look for the coordinates of planet Earth. When he realized what he was doing, a cascade of thoughts flowed through his mind. 'I might not be a SSJ at this age, but I was one once…and I know how I got it there...' His eyes grew wide 'I know how to kill Freeza now... and I know how to get there, and the asshole of Kakarrot doesn't even know about Freeza's existence yet. He's still a weakling kid.

His heart began to pump, and he started to feel hot. He was realizing all of the new possibilities he could have. He didn't know why he was there, and why he seemed to be reliving his past. It seemed to be the facts, and he could not go back to Freeza's space station. He needed to get to Earth, find Bulma, get his training room with super gravity, and become a SJJ and kick Freeza's ass himself. No Kakarrot, no Namek, and no interference from Kakarrot's spawn this time.

If he wanted to do this, he couldn't just escape to planet Earth. Freeza would send one of his men to punish him... or finally kill him. If he was going to leave he had to do it now. They would be under attack in the next hour, and since he knew how baldy that went, and how bad injured they were the first time...maybe he could fake his death. It would be believable since the attack was something that actually happened. It was going to be a strong attack...and if he didn't even say a word to Nappa, he too would believe that he was dead. Keeping Nappa in the dark, no matter how drunk he get or how many times he would be tortured, he wouldn't be lying.

His mind was working with a thousand miles a second. They would leave the ship in the planet's atmosphere, and then get into the pods and go to the planet. Hoping it would work, and wishing he would not be killed in the attempt of escaping to Earth, he stood up and walked to the training room to find Nappa.

Vegeta stood with his usual frown looking to Nappa. "Prepare yourself, we'll leave in the pods in fifteen minutes" .

Nappa nodded and began to dry his sweat with a towel.

Vegeta sat in the pod, waiting for the countdown and thinking about the rest of the situation. Bulma would be young too, and she will not remember him...and in a relationship with Scarface. The first time he'd met her, she was thirty years old, but now... she would be on her early twenties. His curiosity grew while he was thinking about if she was different at this age, and would she feel attracted to him now? He knew he was still an asshole, but not the same asshole she met the first time. She'd made him soft through the years, and now he knew exactly how to push her buttons…what she loved and hated. A smirk grew on his face while thinking about all the intimate details he knew about her. He knew how to get her wet, and everything that could arouse her.

All those pleasant thoughts were interrupted as Nappa walked through the room and seated himself in his own pod.

"See you there Vegeta, let's exterminate these weaklings!". Nappa said with a nasty grin.

Vegeta nodded with a smirk.

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A/U: Thanks to diamondkitty for her corrections, who patiently took the time to read this mess and put it together in a way it could make sense in english.

Correction edit:15/02/2014