My Sacrifice

SonSofia here, sorry I’m a little sluggish on the fifth chapter to Heart of Fire, but I’ve been busy and only had time to write this story in an hour and a half. It’s inspired by Creed’s-My Sacrifice. The memories of Vegeta from his first to his final time on Earth.


Hello my friend, we meet again
It’s been a while, where should we begin
Feels like forever
Within my heart are memories
Of perfect love that you gave to me
Oh, I remember

When I first met him on Earth I thought about the kind of power we would have together, but he was raised as an Earthling and it was not meant to be. We battled it out instead, and I want to say it was a close victory, but then I’d be lying. He managed to damage my body and my pride in the same day, on top of that he let me escape with my life out of sheer compassion. They say that which does not kill you only makes you stronger. This is true to most extents for a Saiyans. I came back more powerful than ever and ready to face him again. But my life was stolen from me by Frieza and my birthright by him. I never wanted anything more in my life then to become a Super Saiyan, but seeing him ascend was one of the happiest moments of my life before I died at the hands of my childhood tormentor; he pierced my heart with that monstrous death beam of his. My rival defeated Frieza or so we all thought. But he didn’t fool us intentionally; he merely was too good to thoroughly finish the job. In the end it was my child that killed him. My own rival was too pure and too nice to do it right, but that was what made him, him.


It was the little things really, that kept his human friends believing he was one of them. That he wasn’t a murderous, ruthless Saiyan like me. It always has been that way, they’ve never trusted me, I was the one that people looked to as a last resort, second to him. People loved him, readily gave up their strength to help him save their lives, but if I asked, they would flat out deny me. They did not trust me and with good reason. I murdered so many thousands in my lifetime, I wouldn’t trust myself. I was nobody to be loved, trusted, or relied on for safety, but I never cared because I had something nobody else possessed.


I had pride and it was all that kept me sane in the days he was gone after the explosion on Namek. We all thought he was dead, but it turned out he didn’t want to return to his family just yet. Why keep them waiting, why keep me waiting? That was just like him to hide things from his family. I did not see it that way at the time. I took it as him trying to deceive me and make it so that I would never surpass his strength. In the years to come, I had. I had ascended finally, my birthright was mine and no one would take it from me again. I was for the first time one step ahead of him. But my ascension came not from the pain of loss, but from the nothingness of my soul. My cold, dark soul that no one could see, and most did not think existed. But it is there, somewhere deep down, but not deep enough to hide from him. He always saw right through me. Those deep black eyes would stare into the soul I didn’t even know I had and show me everything I felt reflected back at me. I hated him for it. I hated him and blamed him for everything that went wrong with my life. Why? Because it was so convenient, and he was the root of my new feelings. And in the end, it was he who was the last thing on my mind. My desire to destroy him had come far in the years I’ve known him. When Babi-dee took control of my mind, I let him. It was the power I wanted, and then again he could never really control me. I took what I had and used it to bring my Saiyan counterpart’s power and rage out. And when I told him what I had done it was a rage the likes of which I had never seen. Rage to rival mine, he pummeled me with hard jagged rocks that I pinned him to. I liked seeing that I had the power to bring him to his knees, to hold him captive and do what I wanted. I did what I wanted too, I insulted him and embarrassed him and hurt him. His beautiful face contorted in pain when I brought my knee into his abdomen. I thought I had the upper hand, but I was rudely awakened to find that I was still a step behind. A fractionally small one, but it was enough to put a dent in my pride.


When you are with me, I’m free
I’m careless, I believe
Above all the others, we’ll fly
This brings tears to my eyes,
My sacrifice


Majin Buu would hatch anytime now, we knew, but it was our battle and he relished it as much as I did, but it was time to cut things short, Buu was growing stronger but the minute, every blow be traded contributed to the ridiculous power that pink thing possessed. It was only a battle we could have fought and no one else. I unleashed all of my power and still he was holding back, I could tell. I said all of things I had wanted to say to him and he said some choice things to me. I never heard him curse anyone the way he cursed me and I loved it. I wanted him to take all of his anger and fight me full on, and still he took pity on me. We, the strongest of all of fighters on the planet in a battle to the death and it was perfect, I would have wanted to do nothing else. His power was great and we were equals for the first time in battle. I had so much to learn. He thought I came to my senses and decided to stop fighting, and reached into his orange Gi pants to retrieve a magic healing bean. My chance was evident and I took it, putting my hands together and using all of my strength to knock him out. This was one fight I wanted to do alone. This fight would be only postponed until a more convenient day. It was not over and maybe it never will be. I went after Buu myself. Only to find that my Super Saiyan Two was not enough to secure victory against that horrifyingly strong blob of pure evil.

We’ve seen our share of ups and downs
Oh, how quickly life can turn around,
In an instant
It feels so good to reunite
Within yourself and within your mind
Let’s find peace there


I’m standing in front of it now, it looks innocuous and childish. If I had seen it a couple of years ago and someone told me it was this powerful, I would have told them it was bullshit. But it’s true, its power is tremendous. It takes all of my strength to beat it into the ground, and even then it isn’t fazed in the least. This fat buffoon of a thing wrapped me in its disgusting pink blubber and beat the shit out me. It was my eight year old son that rescued me from premature death. Him and his seven year old little friend, my opponent’s son who is so much like my rival, I have to turn away. My head is killing me and my body is battered beyond belief. Things are not going the way I wanted them too, but that Majin monster is twice as strong as me and more ruthless than any foe I’ve ever fought. It smiles at me and dances toward me while my son and his friend help me up. After that beating it is becoming clear what I have to. I can’t beat this thing on my own, I know it, but I can’t let it destroy all I have worked so hard to protect. I will not! My son wants to take Buu on himself, so sure that he can do what I can not. He is very much like me in that respect, but I get up slowly and tell him that I will handle it. I look over at the vile pink devil for a long time before turning to my purple haired boy holding my hand out.

When you are with me, I’m free
I’m careless, I believe
Above all the others, we’ll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice


“Come here, son”

He doesn’t come to me because he is afraid but he need have no fear of me, I won’t hurt him. I walk to him instead and waste no time putting my arms around his small body. “Trunks, I know I never held you, even as a baby.” His head is buried in my stomach and he’s wiggling slightly. “Papa, you’re embarrassing me” I smirk at that, just like his old man. I hold on tighter and hug him to me with as much feeling as I can muster. He stops struggling to get out and stands still, not hugging back, but that’s alright because I don’t expect him to know what’s going to happen. “Trunks, listen to me, I want you to take care of your mother for me and always look after her. You are the man of the house now. I’m proud of you” He stares up at me with his Super Saiyan blue eyes. His eyes are naturally blue and every bit as beautiful as his mother’s.

He doesn’t understand what I’m telling him and he asks me suspiciously, “What do you mean Papa?” His eyes are so wide and questioning I almost can’t do what I’m about to do. I lift my arm and quickly deliver a sharp chop to the side of his head. His little frame falls to the side, his hair melting into lavender purple as he is knocked out effectively. He hits the ground with a dull thud. That thing has stopped dancing toward me and is watching this interaction intently as if he’ll ever know what it’s like. I can’t wait to get my hands on it again.

Trunks’ friend, Goten runs over to me and grasps my hips, shaking me. “Why did you do that? Why would you do that to Trunks, he’s your son, why Vegeta, why?!” His blonde hair and blue eyes, his clothing, and his face are the very replica of Kakarot and he looks so much like him, pulling me and swaying me angrily, that it takes all of my resolve to kneel down and punch him hard in the stomach. He drops slowly to his knees his hair and eyes fading to black and holds his stomach trying fighting unconsciousness to the end but eventually losing, hitting the ground a few feet away from my son. I can feel that Namek’s glare on me and I know that he understands why I knock the children out.

He flies over and picks each one up tucking them under his arms. I just stare.

“Vegeta, what are you about to do?” He asks.

I glance at Majin Buu but don’t answer his question, I reply with one of my own. “Be truthful, Piccolo, when I die I will go to hell won’t I?” His look tells me all I need to know and I turn away. “I’m not going to sugar coat it for you Vegeta. Yes you will go to hell for your sins.” “I have one more question.” He waits for it. “Will I ever get to see Kakarot again?” I have to know, the question has been gnawing at me the minute I got the thought in my head. Piccolo nods his head. “No, you will not see Goku. Your soul will go straight to hell and you won’t see him again. His soul is pure and you will have to atone for your sins, I’m sorry.” ‘No need to apologize, Namek.’ I ask him in particular because he is fused with the last guardian of Earth, so I figure he must know what happens when people die. But I ‘m not trying to kid him or myself, I know exactly what will happen to me when I die, but I want to hear it from someone else’s lips. It still hit me hard to hear it, I won’t be able to ever see him again, unless they decide to wish me back which is highly unlikely after what I’ve done.

“Piccolo tell Krillin to get as far away from this place as you can”

“Don’t do it Vegeta, you’ll get yourself killed.”

That’s the idea.

I give Piccolo a sad smile and he flies off with mine and Kakorot’s child in hand and the monk following behind him. I turn my attention back to the fat abomination that is looking at Piccolo. “Buu no let you get away!” He cries. I boost my power and teleport in front of him to get him to focus on me instead of the retreating Namek and the human. “Your fight is with me you oversized, fat buffoon!” The thing reacts just the way I want it to, forgetting about the two that flew away. His eyes open for a second and they are white and filled with pure evil, I would shudder at the feeling of absolute cold I get looking into them, but at this point fear is not an option. “Listen you, I’m going to blow you into a trillion pieces so that even you will never be able regenerate. Majin Buu looks at his hands and down at the rest of him before giving me a disbelieving look. That thing will die today, so it better look while it can. I power up as far as I can go and float high into the air. Buu watches me to see what I will do, he doesn’t even make any attempt to stop me. I focus all of my energy into the center of my being and float a bit closer to him. Now he looks shocked and Babi-dee is gawking behind him. “Move, Buu! He’s going to do something awful to you. Move back!” Buu tilts his head to the side and makes a small confused sound and still doesn’t move. ‘That’s right, stay right where you are you freak’.

I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again


My thoughts shift to everything I have ever done in my life. All of my accomplishments and changes I’ve made while living here on Earth. I never expected to be here after returning from the dead from Namek, but the humans took lightly to me, trusting that I would not hurt them so long as their savior, Goku was still alive. That wouldn’t have stopped me from doing it if I wanted to but… there was something that was stopping me from doing it. I didn’t want to destroy Kakarot’s perfect life just to satisfy my own greed for power. I did not want to hurt him that way. It wasn’t that I was afraid of him, but I wanted to fight him one on one and prove myself to him that I was worthy of a challenge and it wouldn’t have been pleasant to be killed before I ever got the chance to do so. So I settled, forming a family and even growing quiet fond of them. I don’t realize that I’m talking out loud until I say feel my voice quaver.

When you are with me I’m free
I’m careless, I believe
Above all the others, we’ll fly
This bring tears to my eyes
My sacrifice

“Goodbye Bulma, take care of my son, and Trunks, even if you don’t know it, I am proud of you and even you Kakarot, I will miss you as well.” Even as he lay somewhere unconscious he will not feel the force of this explosion from miles away, he will not know what I’ve done for my family, this planet and especially for him. I am about to give it all up to secure the safety of this planet and the people I have grown to care for in a moment of selflessness. For the first time I will not be thinking of myself and I will sacrifice my most important possessions. My pride and my life. My body haunches and then arches as I release the power I had been holding in me in a large ball of energy. Everything in a hundred mile radius is destroyed by the blast. The last thing I scream is his name when I begin to tear up from the blast. His name is the last thing on my lips before I die.

“KAKAROT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”


‘Cause when you’re with me, I’m free
I’m careless, I believe
Above all the others we’ll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice

I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again.

My Sacrifice

I love this song and thought that this would be the perfect story for it. I hope you liked it, even though it was spur of the moment. Please review and tell me what you think, I want to know the reactions this story gets. Bya!-SonSofia.