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And We Were Angels	By : AMCM Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 2697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 25 - Trials of Mortality

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"I am not going to try and talk you out of this Vegeta, but there are things you should know." Goku stepped down from the marble platform. "You are not the first of the angels to attempt this. Salvation is only granted onto the mortals. For that reason alone, long before our time many other angels coveted it." Goku held out the sword for Vegeta to see it.
For the first time he noticed the spattering of blood that covered the weapon. Vegeta narrowed his eyes and returned his gaze to Goku, unwilling to be thwarted no matter the cost.
"Their actions were not as noble as yours. You want to do this for love. Love is supposedly the most powerful emotion of them all. Many great actions are done for love, but then so are many of the world's most evil deeds. You must keep your mind focused on Bulma and your desire for that life which awaits you if this is going to work. I want you to succeed, Vegeta. Aside from Bardock, you have been the one Angel I have been closest to. Not once in all of my existence have you ever cowered to my station here. I have always respected you for that."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because no matter how this pans out I won't be able to tell you anything again for a very long time. If you fail to become a mortal, it will be because you don't have it in you to be one. Your aspirations for it will then cause you to cease to exist as all the others."
Goku was soft spoken but his words did not lack impact. They reverberated through Vegeta, forcing him to see the enormity of his actions. This was not going to be a fun experience for either him or Goku and Vegeta accepted that. No matter what the cost, it was worth it just to have a chance. He would live his life to the fullest no matter what. Vegeta always said how he felt and acted with his instincts. This was different from any of the other angels. He frowned with the sudden feeling in his heart that the greater power gng hng him had foreseen this day coming all along. All the resentment he had felt for his God now seemed so petty.
"I don't know what will happen if this works Vegeta. I have not been told about it, but I will be doing everything in my ability to guide you on your new found path."
"I am completely reassured," Vegeta rolled his eyes and looked up. "Now can we get on with it?"
The look on Goku's face changed from one of peaceful reflection to stern determination a flash. The sword glowed with its own bright light as Goku twirled it around to grasp the handle. "This is the Sword of Mortality, created by the sheer will of angels who covet the other plane of existence. It will test both our wills. Your path must be the truest for us both."
Vegeta felt his body go numb. "Both?"
"I have been chosen to complete the rites. If I falter, it will fail."
"You bastard!" Vegeta shouted. "Are your saying my fate is resting in your hands?"
"I wield the sword of your destiny. I thought it was already clear. I hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me someday."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Vegeta snarled, but Goku reached out and siezed hold of him.
The moment Goku's hand grabbed his shoulder weakness overwhelmed him. Vegeta became aware of a strange mist rising around his being as he hit the ground. Confusion assaulted his mind as he pushed away from the eerie mist, only to realize it was coming from him. The translucent glow of his angelhood was melting away.
"Vegeta, Chancellor of Heaven, Prince of the Ministering Angels of the Mortal Realm. God has seen your desire and heard your prayers, as he always will. You have been granted this rite," Goku announced. "I have been chosen to strip you of your Angelic Shroud and cast your mortal forom Hom Heaven's Gates."
The sword swung and Vegeta felt his gut churn. Not that! Anything but that! He felt the pain sheering his back but was unable to scream out. The feeling was too intense. A dull thud to his side attracted his attention. Vegeta didn't want to look and see the result of his actions, but his eyes were drawn to it just the same. One silvery wing from his left side was lying beside him, cleanly cleaved from his body.
Then Vegeta screamed as a new sense of reality dawned on him. All the feelings he had thought he had intensified were burning his newly awakened senses. Did the mortal body really feel so much? He felt warm blood running down his back and his sides. Slowly coming to his knees in horror, he ran his hand over his torso and lifted it to see the palm covered in the crimson proof.
Forgive me, Goku had said. The look of torment in the other angel's eyes was because he was dreading this moment. Then he realized it was only half over as the right wing trembled and fluttered against his back.
Vegeta looked up to see Goku on one knee holding onto the sword for support. "What?" Vegeta tried to speak but the words burned his throat and stole his remaining strength. Still, he had to act. He had to push on. "What are you waiting for?"
Goku looked up with pale features. "I can't do this to you Vegeta. It's worse than I thought, and I can't hurt you so unjustly."
Vegeta felt cold. But he had to. If Goku failed in his course of action, then Vegeta was doomed in spite of it all. "You have been chosen, the blame is not yours." Vegeta watched Goku avert his face not liking what he was hearing. "Damn you, you worthless bastard. If you falter, this is going to fail! Do you want that on your head for all eternity?!" Vegeta snarled and tried to come to his feet. The power in his arms gave out and he was once again on his hands and knees facing the ground. Everything around him was getting fuzzy.
"Vegeta." Goku came to his feet and lifted the sword and drew it back. "I don't want to."
"For once in your worthless life stop thinking and start doing!" Vegeta shouted as his dark eyes squeezed shut. "I asked for this. I am the one who wanted to become a mortal. Now stop your selfish whining and do what needs to be done!"
The sword dropped. Vegeta threw his head back and screamed so loudly that the entire plane they were on shook with it's force. Then he fell face forward into the ground.
Goku threw the sword as far away from his being as he could. He was disgusted by it. The revulsion of such a device was against all he stood for. The knowledge that his brethren had created something so foul left him numb. He looked to the man before him withering in pain. "Vegeta, are you alright?"
"I am alive, but it hurts really bad." He choked out and struggled to raise his head a fraction of an inch. "We mortals are very weak, and the fact that the pain is over a hundred times worse than what I have ever felt doesn't help." He could barely move to breathe, and even that was done in intense agony. The rise and fall of his chest reminded him of the wounds created by the loss of his wings.
"It's not over, my friend." Goku's soft voice drifted over Vegeta like a thousand icy needles. "I must cast you from this realm. No living mortal may remain here."
"Oh, damn."
"Vegeta, I will do my best to protect you in what is to come. Remember not to give up on your desire. It's going to be hard but you will die if you don't hold on to that knowledge."
Goku's words were gone and the next thing Vegeta felt was the cold air surrounding his being. He knew this sensation. It was falling, and falling always lead to a landing. "Shit" was the only thought that crossed his mind before he hit the water.
He swam instinctively to the surface, his lungs were burning for air, and burning more when they received it. The air was cold in his chest, but the water lapping against his flesh was colder. He didn't have time to dwelve on this. The ocean's rippling surface was being discolored with his blood and the salt burned the large gapping wounds along his back.
Vegeta cursed silently knowing that if he stopped the anguished thrashing of his arms he would go under and drown, but for how long could he keep it up?

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"You know I hate fishing." Donna Astor rolled her eyes and leaned back in the boat. She lifted her book to her nose in an attempt to ignore her husband.
Reverend James Astor struggled to bait his hook. "I just really wanted you to come along today, dear. It's not like I go all the time."
"Yes, but on my one day off this week from the hospital I didn't want to be out trolling around the ocean looking for smelly fish." She lowered the book and looked past her husband. "What is that out there?"
"What is what?" James happily dropped his pole. Why he ever felt compelled to spend a nice relaxing day in the ocean fishing with his wife was beyond him. "I don't see anything."
Donna scrambled over to her husband's side. "Is that a man?" she pointed off the end of the boat.
"I haven't seen another boat out here for hours and it's too far out for a swimmer- Lord above!" James turned the boat on and maneuvered it toward the sinking man. As the came closer he noticed the water was tainted with blood.
He reached down to pull off his shoes. "Get the first aid kit Donna!" was all he said as he dove in after the stranger who had just disappeared below the surface.
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