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What of Immortality

By Mangalover4321

"Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping; My heart is sick of woe." –Anne Bronte

Roars of laughter and fists connecting with skin rang loud in his eardrums as he lured into the golden drink and his eyes narrowed, his wife and son and daughter-in-law and granddaughter's face appeared in it with all the ways they had died. He scowled paused it away and rubbed it his head, messing his spiky black hair even more.

"Damn Vegeta," he mumbled and chuckling was heard directly behind him. He snapped around in his bench and stared at the smug face of Saiyan he mentioned only a few seconds ago. He stood up, towering over him by four inches, with rage spread across his features. Even though he stopped fighting, his physique remained uninjured but the smell of soot and beer trailed on him.

"What coincidence seeing you here, Kakarot." He said and chuckled a bit before side stepping him, sitting down next to him. Goku stared at him then narrowed his eyes, sitting back down and grabbing his drink.

"Why the fuck are you here?" he growled at him and Vegeta put his hand out, calling the bartender over. The bartender cocked a brow at him and Vegeta glared at him in return.

"Brewmeister Armageddon, draft." He said and the man's eyes grew large.

"Sir, that's the highest alcohol beverage in the world!" he exclaimed and Vegeta rolled his eyes at this.

"Do you think I give a fuck about that?" he questioned and glared at him, "Go get my beer before I kill you." The bartender mumbled some curses in Russian and went to the back of the bar, leaving the two Saiyans by themselves.

"You going to answer my question, Vegeta?" he asked and the Prince looked at the golden beverage before the Saiyan Warrior.

"Tell me, Kakarot," he began and seized the alcohol fro him, "What is so alluring to this drink that persuades you get drunk on sight?"

Goku narrowed his eyes at this and looked to the ground, the black tiles dyed with same tints of red from old bloody fights.

"Why do you question my reasoning towards my elixir?" Goku queried the Saiyan Prince who gave him a sneer and pushed it towards him again.

"Elixir?" he jeered and Goku growled at him, "How the hell is this an 'elixir', Kakarot? It's a poison, skinning your reality away. What type of elixir does that?"

"It is one that does the suppressing of truth so I no longer have to see the faces of the dead haunt my psyche day and night. The dead start to tear at me with their nails to pull me under their influence of haunting me. My elixir hides me from the Dead so I won't have to face them start on." He answered and Vegeta blinked at his response in shock then narrowed them.

An amber color flashed in his eyes as his drink was set in front of him and he mumbled while pulling out some cash for the bartender. The bartender smirked at it and stuffed it in his pocket, moving away so the two Saiyans could consult with no bother.

"So," Vegeta began and lifted the alcohol to his lips, "your personal ghosts have a strong grudge against you. All your failures and pain have grabbed your soul and twisted it so much to lead to the insanity your mind has produced an illusion that drinking will solve."

Goku lurched forward and encased it around the Saiyan Prince's neck. Anger dug deep in his skull and aroused from the alcohol also, turned to the Saiyan into a beast of a man from carved old scars.

"Be quiet! What have you endured?! Have you seen your wife die in your hands burrowed in crimson and silence her killer?! Have you seen your granddaughter collapse into nothing but a body with no brain but moving organs?! Have you seen your son's bodies hacked to pieces that you could barely know who they are?!

"Answer me, you so called Prince of our people! Tell me what have you seen and done for your family! What sins have you to pledged and err for them?!" he screamed at the chocking the Saiyan and Vegeta gurgled under the pressure as his life lynched towards death.

His memories screamed in his head as it flashed through his eyes:

"Hey, Vegeta!" Bulma yelled at him and he scowled at this, turning towards with a grim expression.

"What is it, woman?" he questioned her and she glared at him, still angry towards him for never using her name. She crossed her over her chest and sighed, a small smile plastered now on her face. He stared at her for a long time, her beauty eroding into his mind that even age didn't hid her true self.

"Do you mind getting some food for me? Bulla and Trunks are coming back home soon so I want to prepare a good meal for them-and no before you say anything about my cooking, I'm using the robots." She said and he smirked then he nodded, walking down the stairs towards the door instead of blasting through the wall like he used to. After realizing that his wife was slowly growing older and the tragedy of Chi-Chi's death, he was cautious.

"Good morning, Dad." Bulla said as he passed by her father and he paused at the sight of her, looking more and more like her mother. She had just twenty-nine and her pulled back in a ponytail with hoop earrings dangling and blue eyes wide in worry. She still looked barely twenty with her body in great shape from working out and wearing skimpy outfits.

"Is something the matter, Bulla?" he asked and she bit her lip, glancing away.

"I sense something bad." She whispered and his eyes broaden.

She said the same thing the day that Chi-Chi was killed.

"Do not worry," he said and placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to reassure her, "I will watch over everyone. No harm will be done to our family or innocent lives."

"VEGETA! STOP IGNORING WHAT I TOLD YOU TO DO! GO GET FOOD OR YOU'LL BE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH FOR A WEEK!" Bulma's cry was heard from the stairs and he growled at this. He looked back towards his daughter and gripped her shoulder tight.

"I promise I will be back quick enough and nothing will happen. I know of it, Bulla." He assured her and she gave him a small smile, nodding and knowing her father wouldn't back down his promise.

That soon fell apart as sirens flashed by him as he walked back to Capsule Corp with food in capsules and headed towards the company's main stream of production and scientists. His eyes grew large as Kis in Capsule Corp. faded quickly into nothing but empty shells. Terror struck his heart and he bolted towards it, rushing towards the company.

His sight was glazed by ash and flames erupting from the once tall and proud statue of Bulma's progression now turning to dust and dwindling into nothing but remnants remained of the great empire.

He shot in and yelled out, "BULMA!" He tried finding her Ki but felt nothing, sweat leaking through his clothes. He continued his trial and stopped at the smell of smoldering flesh, tracking to it. Blood exploded in the hallways that made it seem like it was painted red but limbs hung from the ceiling while others were spread on the floor.

"BULMA!" he yelled again and stopped at the room with the most smoke, blood and bits of pieces remind around. He walked in casually but suspended in dread as he bestowed the sight of two dead bodies.

The first one had its skin peeled back completely but arms protectively around something unidentified that was burned to a crisp and blood escaping from the burns, singed hair laid around it. Vegeta grimaced at the sight of the sad sight of the body underneath it. The body had multiple degree burns but the body still had some short black hair and some clothes covered her.

"FUCK!" he exclaimed at recognizing the body of Son Gohan's only child, Pan. He glanced back up to the body above her and clamped his eyes shut at realizing who it was.

"Fuck it all." He mumbled and dread filled his body, "It also got the brat's mate and daughter. Hopeful he won't be as bas as Kakarot." He continued on and moved to the source of the blow, the smell exploding in his nose and his head going to overdrive as small traces of his mate where around it.

"No, no, no, no, no" he repeated over and over again, trying to placid himself from over thinking, "She has to be alright. That woman wouldn't do something stupid without others to make sure it was correct. She isn't dumb; she's a freakin' scientist for Kami's sake. She knows what she's doing…"

He paused at the macabre sight in his horrified eyes as his wife's body lay in front of multiple chemicals staining her exposed body to the acid. Her skin, half burned away from the chemicals looked like bubbles while the other half had disappeared to view many of her organs that bleed out onto the floor and her mouth was opened wide in shock with a missing tongue. Her bones nearly ash and muscles popped out of her body.

"NO! FUCK! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" he yelled out in angst, tears gliding down his face and he fell to his knees. He pulled her decayed body into his arms, stroking her hair, "It's my fault. My Kami, it's my entire fault that this happened to you. Your body, my Kami, your beautiful body…oh Kami, forgive me. Please, Bulma, oh Kami, I'm sorry. So Kami awful sorry that this pain you endured happened to you…"

Vegeta stared at the three graves in front of him. Thirty years had passed since the explosion and both his children and wife were sleeping in the dirt, forever lost. He bit his lip and grimaced at the thought of Bulla's suicide, her body limp and the rope thought around her neck that showed no struggle against death. Then the thought of Trunks, eroded into his head too.

His son's chopped apart body shined brightly. His head had been decapitated from his body that was chipped piece by piece by himself then by his most trusted doctors. He wanted to know what kept Saiyans alive so much so he slowly pulled himself apart, piece by piece in a sicken way that the Saiyan Prince didn't even notice.

He knelt down and placed his head between his hands, tears slowly aroused into his eyes.

"Fuck it all," he said to himself and stroked the gravestones, "I promise to watch over the people of Earth, I will make sure no destruction will take away any other innocent lives. No ruin will preach Earth's surfaces while I'm around…"

Vegeta punched Goku in the face, sending him flying into a wall and small traces of blood spat out from the pressure. The Saiyan glared at the Prince and Vegeta stood tall, his eyes and stance fierce with hatred and power.

"Have you not remembered my sins in the past, Kakarot? I have killed innocents and to redeem them, I have protected Earth in your place but still so many have lost their lives to pointless wars, angst suicides, crying children wailing for their abandoning parents. These terrors fill my head, day and night, twenty four hours, seven days a week, three hundred and sixty-five days.

"What say do you have, Kakarot? My wife was killed by her own creation; my daughter committed suicide from hanging herself over Capsule Corp.; my son started cleaved his body apart to answer why he had lived when Bulma didn't then contributed himself to scientists that beheaded him for the sake of science.

"My wife became a symbol of fallen empires, showing the world that a realm has shaken over from to much insecurity and pride. My daughter became a symbol of deplore and agony. My son had become a symbol of hysteria and trepidation.

"Do you see the blood drenching my body from the sins that I have pledged and bolstered? Have you established the thought of all those lives that you could have saved instead of a useless body filled to the top with sins had tried to save innocents? I am no longer capable of saving a single life but yours, Kakarot. My body is slowly deteriorating from the transgression of carrying others worries, doubts, dread, tragedy, and so many more emotions, Kakarot. My legacy of a savior is coming to an end; your turn has come back for you to take over my place as savior." Vegeta told the Saiyan warrior and Goku's eyes grew large from his speech, his words moving him. Vegeta smirked and chuckled a bit as everyone gawked at the considered wise man.

He moved towards the door and Goku gaped at him, his eyes incapable of realizing the loss of the Saiyan Prince. He bolted up and passed by his drink, the alcohol tipping over and smashing into the ground, his once vigorous hallucination broke into a devastating reality.

He grabbed the Saiyan Prince's shoulder and Vegeta stopped, staring at him with sorrow filled eyes. He glanced down to it and gave a small smile.

"I'm glad your elixir has finally dried out so you can face the truth, Kakarot." He said and a bright light shined down on him, "I'm glad I managed to get you out of that fake reality. Everyone will be waiting for you when your time will come. Goodbye, Kakarot, take care of yourself and Earth for all of us."

Then he turned to dust, whisking away by the wind and left Goku standing there in shock and slowly a smile appeared on his face, tears dribbling down his face in happiness and sorrow.

"I promise, everyone, I will protect Earth from now on until I die." He told himself and stared at the rising sun, moving across the nine graves that stood on the hill…

Burning surrounded him, peeling away his skin and the Earth degenerated away from the intense heat. Goku scowled and used the last of his breath to keep the planet safe from harm but time grew fast and had died out, exploding to create a new legacy from it's precedent.

"NO!" Goku cried with a fire that once been put out, "I won't let you harm anyone else anymore!"

The sun responded with more heat and pieces of itself, hurdling towards him. Tears flashed in his eyes at Vegeta's promise and groaned, his Ki quickly dying out. He turned his head towards the graves that his friends and family laid in. Slowly, his muscles grew weak and his hands grew warily as if he was Atlas on his final breath.

"Goku!"

His eyes widen at the voice of his wife, tears glistening in them.

"Chi?" he whispered and his hands moved down a tiny bit then he stopped himself from letting Earth be destroyed, "No! It is just an illusion to keep me from saving the planet! It's my duty to keep its people safe from harm!" More fire tore his arm's skin apart, leaving bare muscle to grind to ash.

"Goku! You can come to us now!" Chi-chi's voice yelled at him and he narrowed his eyes, a scowl growing across his mouth.

"Kakarot, it's time has come. Your duty has been finished; the last person on Earth has died. You can come with to have and watch as a new legacy will take place." Vegeta's voice said and Goku's eyes grew larger than before a smile plastered across his face, nodding.

"I can't wait to see how everyone's doing." He said before he released the ball of energy, instantly killing him and burning the Earth to nothing but rock and ash. No pain came to him but joy as he was reunited with family after so long.

It took one day for life to transform and create a new being as a new planet had been born under the rubble and ash and dust of previous planets. Creatures began to grow and life formed on the planet with no name but ten flowers bloomed for the ten lives that had gone through hell but reached heaven.

"I am the family face; flesh perished I live on." –Thomas Hardy

The End.