//------------------------------// // A M-m-monster! // Story: Vegeta's Stay in Ponyville // by GoodKnight //------------------------------// Vegeta smiled. The sight of Kakarot faded from view. He had a good fight, one of the greatest he ever had. He wouldn't admit it though. It was entirely unbecoming of a Sayian, especially the prince. His mind darkened. "Prince" Prince of a dead race exterminated by a purple alien whose pass-time was genocide and tyrannical dictatorship. His title was no-longer valid, but he wouldn't give it up. His pride forbade him. His, stupid, asinine, childish- He shook his mind from these thoughts. He was a warrior! More than just a saiyan! He was a super-sayian. Even in death, he had to keep himself superior. Kakarot had gotten stronger, but because Vegeta had died, he should've been weaker. He was still as strong as he was on the date of his death. His mind puzzled, pondering his last battle. It was a good fight even if he had to fuse with that oaf, Kakarot, but his mind kept asking questions. Why was his body as strong as it was when the check-in station stopped? He came to the conclusion that the universe pitied him and gave him a break. I don't need help, or pity... his thought echoed. He then began wondering about his opponent. It was strong, whatever it was. It did possess powers that, in Vegeta's opinion, were a little weak. Weak in the sense that they weren't a real warrior's power. Matter changing, omni-presence, invulnerabiliuty; all tools that a coward would use. His mind went blank for a second. It was as if something had failed to present itself to Vegeta. The gears in his mind cranked and grinded. No. No, it wasn't that. It was more along the lines of something he was missing. He was missing something very importa- Why aren't I suffering? The realization had hit him, hard. Before he could think anything else, he felt a familiar power. It was his enemy. He recognised it from the battle they had. Suddenly, there was a flash of blinding light, and Vegeta felt his body return. He was floating in black space being pulled towards a large ball of energy. He couldn't move and he slammed into it. His body felt excrutiating pain as it was dragged towards the center of the energy sphere. Summoning the will of a stubborn sayian, he tried resisting. He felt the energy fading, which meant he had a chance of beating it! He called upon all the ki his body could give and charged it into his own ball. With all the force he could muster, he expelled it from his body, creating his own ball and shouting, "I'll blow you to bits!" The energy, being only a fading echo of Janemba, drew in all of it's foes energy like sponge to water. It only had one goal left behind from it's previous life: Make this thing suffer. It was because of this thing that it died. It could've destroyed everything! The rage it felt was vengence, and it knew a way it would be sated. Although the energy was far from being as powerful as it was in it's original form, it still could break down the walls of reality. It used itself up and opened a hole into the void (or as some would call it "The space between spaces") and threw the sayian in. It died out happy, fullfilling it's goal and dissapated without any further struggle. Vegeta didn't disappear into nothingness however. He was an object of reality, and was naturally drawn to the nearest reality that would accept it. Twilight Sparkle looked through the telescope. Even though she was staying in Ponyville, the stars were clear as ever. Spike had already gone to bed as well as much of Ponyville. She didn't care. Star gazing was her hobby and she would be darned if she were to late it go. Her eye caught something. Twilight lifted her head from the telescope moving to a nearby desk. She levitated a quill over to an ink well dipping it and started writing on some parchment after checking a clock in the library. Friday, 11th of may,11:02 Recent odd phenomenon in between Orion's Belt and Gemini. Will continue to observe, noting any changes. Twilight set down the quill and trotted back to the telescope. Through it she stared at two nearly invisible dots. Turning the base, she zoomed in at them for a better look, when a sudden flash of white light caused her to stumble back. Her head craned skyward as she saw streaks of white light crossing over the night sky. She smiled. They were asteroids. Little bits of space debris burning up in the atmosphere high above. They were also called shooting stars, and when she was a little filly she would always make a wish on them. Back in those days, she really thought they would come true. sighing in nostalgia, she cantered silently to her kitchen. She would wait for them to pass, and then would continue her research. Vegeta drifted in and out of consciousness. When he drifted in the first time, he could feel an excruciating pain coming from every inch of his body. His mind fought back trying to ignore it, but in the end Vegeta blacked out. The second time, he felt the pain but he also felt a little trouble breathing before fading out. The third time, he felt a strange mix of falling and the smell of something burning. He shut his eyes, accepting the haze of unconsciousness. The space junk passed out of view and Twilight Sparkle observed the small anamoly in the sky. It was now very near impossible to see, but that only made her focus even more.She was so focused that she failed to notice the one asteroid that didn't burn up, and in fact was going to collide with the Everfree forest. Nor did she hear the resulting boom that came afterward. ~~~ Vegeta woke up, or in this case, managed to stay conscious. His entire body was in an indescribable amount of pain. At first thought he was back in hell, but the idea was shot down as soon as a calm breeze wafted through. That was the first thing he noticed. The second thing that Vegeta noticed was how weak he felt. He laid there for a few seconds trying to charge his inner ki, but he couldn't. It was one of two things: #1. He was so wrought with pain that he couldn't summon the energy physically. #2. He was so drained that the fatigue was preventing him from gaining any strength. He couldn't decide on either one, unfortunately, because of the lack of personal interest. Vegeta, having decided that he was sick of lying down, attempted to get up. He dragged his arm across a rough surface and tried to force himself up. He was nearly stunned at how much concentration it took to do this and did the only thing he could do: get angry. "Oh just look at the mighty sayian warrior," said a voice in his head in a mocking tone. It was all too familiar to Vegeta. This was the voice of his opressor, and murderer. "Can't even hold up his own weight! Face it, Vegeta," This was the voice of Frieza. "You're just another monkey." He growled and finally picked up his right arm, forcing it to bend and push the rest of his body upward to a sitting position. As his back bent, he gasped realizing how injured he really was. It cracked and popped in retaliation. He endured through sheer will power. He decided the next course of action would be to take a look of his surroundings. He immediately regretted this as a flood of bright light and color wailed and throbbed against his brain. He shut his eyes and balled his other hand in a fist. Come on! Just get one glance of wherever the hell you are! Gritting his teeth, Vegeta opened his eyes ignoring the water pouring out of them. His eyes adjusted quickly and painfully. He saw a treeline at the top of a slow incline. The incline upwards was stone and was a fairly light grey. At the top was what he assumed to be grass. Through some easy deduction, Vegeta calculated that he was in the bottom of a crater. It only took a couple seconds more to realize that he was in the center of the crater, therefore making him the object that made it. Kakarot must've gathered the Dragon Balls and wished me back. Vegeta smiled inwardly. He was back on Earth. He could continue living. He could continue training with his son, and live with his wife- The chain of good thoughts was interrupted by a startling fact. Where the hell was he? Using the same arm that got him this far, decided to force himself to stand. The plan backfired as soon as he tried moving his legs. Instantly, the sayian felt a crippling pain shooting up and down his legs. He did not expect the pain to be this much of a nuisance to him. It didn't matter though. One way or another, he would stand. Biting his bottom lip, Vegeta forced himself again, hearing the groaning of his muscles. He bit down and felt blood come from his mouth. At last, he stood on his feet as the pain soon went numb. Vegeta took a wavering step against the crater's incline and half-shambled his way up. His hands were both balled into fists and eyes were in focused scowl. Even though he couldn't feel the pain now, he felt all his tendons and muscle tissue wanting to sieze up. This was most clearly seen by the way that his back was hunched over. He had hoped that he could will his body to stand straight, but was angered that this was all he could muster. Vegeta conquered the first obstacle, and was now glowering at the dark treeline. He considered the option of flying over this. After trying multiple times to get airborne, he muttered some guttural curses and began to make his way into the forest. He began to doubt whether he was summoned by the dragon balls. This started when he was well-into the thicket. If I wasn't wished back to life, then how am I alive? I definatly feel alive, but the last time I was brought back it felt different than... this. I wasn't as weak then, and I was automatically sent to my dead corpse. I don't remember dying in the woods, so why am I here?! Vegeta soon fell into a spiral of confusion. The only thing that brought him out of it was the sounds of chirping birds overhead. He looked up and saw them flying through the openings between the dense canopy. Vegeta then caught in the corner of his eye the light of day bleeding through the space between the trees. He shambled over to the treeline and sighed in relief. He saw a small rural looking house. He forgot himself for a brief moment and made his way over to it. When he found himself at the house, he remembered that he had no plan. He could barely speak in the condition he was in, let alone use a phone. If they had a phone. He was around the back section of it, and at first he saw dozens of animals, but they all scattered as he shuffled to them. They were mostly squirrels and other natural forest wildlife. Under his breath, he muttered, "Vermin." His hope was dampened a bit, but not extinguished. Vegeta craned his neck looking for any signs of intelligent life. "AAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHH!!!!" An earsplitting shriek pierced the air from behind the wounded sayian. Vegeta whipped around bringing a sense of vetigo with him. That wasn't the only thing he felt. His eyes widened in shock at what he saw before him. It was a blurr of yellow ducking behind the house and the shape of it had baffled him. "A m-m-monster!" the voice shrieked again. His mind was still puzzling out what he just saw. It had wings whatever it was. That much was clear to him. However, the confusing shape was just too much for him. Vegeta soon felt the unconscious take hold of him as the world, once again, faded from view. Fluttershy woke up to a fairly normal day. Having fed breakfast to all the little critters in her home, she started to feed her chickens, and all the other animals outside her home. The yellow mare had just finished feeding the otters under the bridge, when some of the birds who lived in the Everfree forest flew over chirping frantically. She wanted to calm them down, but they were already out of her sight. She sighed and drifted into her home. Fluttershy always wanted to help animals in need of it, and everytime an animal refused her help or went away before she could made her feel horrible. On some days, it got to her. She would resent herself for not being fast enough. She had made herself an ameteur breakfast. She nibbled at the toasted DLT wondering what she had to do today. She had finished feeding her animal friends, but other than that she had no other plans. She had to go out to the market at some point in the day- She suddenly saw all the creatures she had fed today, make an effort to get into her home. They squeezed through the windows, her doorway, and every other nook and cranny.They were all squeaking, barking, chirping at her in fear about something. Fluttershy's attention was forced to a white rabbit pulling on her mane. "What's wrong?" she said turning her head to the rabbit. It jumped up and down flailing with its tiny paws. Fluttershy nodded, understanding everything the rabbit had "said" to her. Her brow creased in confusion. "There's something outside?" At that very statement all the animals began "shouting" loudly. Her expression changed to worry as as she caught bits and pieces of the outcry. She heard one of them "saying" that it came from the Everfree, others claiming that it had the marks of Tartarus, but all came to the same conclusion that it was the most terrifying thing they had ever seen. Fluttershy, fearing for her friends stood up as she said in a tone that was almost in-audible over the roar of the beasts. "Um, please don't panic. I-I'll go see what's bothering you." Before the mare floated out of the room, the white rabbit had leaped onto her back. "Angel, you don't have to go, if you don't want to..." the rabbit crossed its arms and glared at Fluttershy insulted. She sighed fearing for her pet's safety rather than her own. Fluttershy had involuntarily screamed when she saw... whatever it was and decided it was best to hide. In this, she had nearly forgotten her passenger. The bunny was clinging onto the mares pink tail. She quickly apologized, and shivered in complete fear hugging the short-fused hare to her chest.The rabbit let out an exasperated gasp. Fluttershy quickly loosened the grip on her hare and whispered, "Sorry..."Fluttershy flinched at the next sound she heard. WHUMPF! She sat there for a few moments. Curiosity washed away her fear for the moment, and Fluttershy peeked around the side of her cottage. It was lying on the ground dust settling around it. She stared contemplating on what it was. The thing was large, and appeared to wear clothing of some sort. It had a slightly singed, blue sort of one piece suit that had no sleeves. Out of it, she saw a long, brown tail that lay still. It was the kind of tail she would expect to find on a monkey. She noticed that it looked like it had opposable digits, similar to dragon claws. They weren't as sharp or lean as dragon claws although, she could've been wrong because it had a pair of white gloves on. The thing also appeared to have a pair of white boots to match them, but then saw it had a certain length to its foot. She took note on the muscular shoulders it had and the pale hairless skin. Her eyes then drifted to what she assumed was the head of the monster. This particular area was the only portion of the body that seemed to have hair on it whatsoever, and it was... spikey, reminding her of a porcupine, and somehow defied gravity retaining its shape and position. Her mind suddenly went to the worst possible scenario. It's all mismatched... It kinda reminds me of- She squeaked as her eyes bulged and pupils shrank. Discord! Her fear took grip again and she didn't see that angel had began hopping toward the body. there was a look of determination in his small black eyes which was replaced by regret as he came closer and closer to the great beast. He stopped mere inches away from it's head. Swallowing the lump of fear in the back of his throat, the bunny took in a deep breath gathering all the courage it could muster and kicked it. Fluttershy saw as the kick was in mid-swing. She was about to call out "Angel bunny! Get away from there!" but was interrupted by a sudden white blur that dashed past her and into her mane. The bunny shivered peeking out from behind its cover. Fluttershy stared sidelong at her pet, feeling worry, anger, and something she didn't expect to be feeling... Guilt. It finally dawned on her. It was staring at her blankly in the face. If it were any more obvious, it would have a huge blinking sign with a siren flashing it. This was no monster. This was a creature, just like any other she cared for and, as the pegasus looked at it, was hurt. Her mind berated her, calling it horrible names and words thatshe heard rainbow Dash or Applejack use. she quickly shook her head. This was no time for punishment. Right now, an animal was injured, unconscious, and lyng practically on her doorstep. There was no way in Tartarus that she would let this one down!