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Dragon Ball Z › Het - Male/Female
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Counterstrike
Yay, I finally updated....after FOREVER! I've had some bad nasty writers block. I'm sorry all who's been following. I really should have updated earlier but my computer litterally died....the motherboard fried and I FINALLY was able to talk my hubby to leting me use his laptop.If it sucks I'm sorry, it WILL get better please bear with me. :P
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Vegita relished standing under the scalding water as he washed off the dirt, grime and gore of his encounter with the Islamic suicide bomber. He sighed as he grabbed the Axe body wash and lathered up. He washed his hair and just as he was about to turn off the water Minerva and Venus walked in. Venus's baby blue eyes were wide with fear and Minerva had a somber expression on her face. "Vegita was it?" Minerva's deep timbre of a voice resonated through the bathroom and commanded his attention. Vegita could tell that she was used to being obeyed without question. He inclined his head in acknowledgment and looked at her over his shoulder. "Hn?" he threaded his fingers through his flame shaped hair and squeezed out the excess water before glancing at Venus, "Bring me a Drying cloth if you wish to talk to me." The tone in his voice left no room for argument and Venus actually grabbed one of the huge orange fluffy towels and threw it at his head. "You could ask nicely you know." He snatched the towel out of the air with a smirk and dried off his body. He knew the two women were watching him appreciatively and was tempted to make a show of drying off but before he could make up his mind Minerva spoke up.
"Vegita, we have a dire situation arising. It seems that a rivaling country has declared all out war upon the United States. They are planning on striking soon, as in they are going to attack in the next few hours. I have only a few moments to explain to you why Venus bringing you to life is a VERY VERY BAD thing." Vegita scowled and marched past them to the bed room to get dressed. He figured that there was something up and he'd have to dress appropriately. He pulled on his blue jumpsuit and pulled on his armor. "Alright, why was me coming to life in this dimension a bad thing?" Minerva sighed and began explaining the balance of power to him. She explained as quickly as she could and he had absorbed it all easily. He pinched the bridge of his nose and growled. "Just fucking wonderful." He sighed and looked up with his usual scowl. "Well, at least I'll have something to blow up. Do you know where they will be launching the missiles?" Minerva nodded. "I can tell you where they are but you have to get there yourself. Vegita smirked, "Piece of cake."
Minerva told him the coordinates of the ships and showed him on a map where they might be. He hn'd a lot and nodded. "I'll be back before supper. Venus, I feel like steak tonight." He blasted off the balcony and flew several miles past Hawaii and spotted a ship. He came down and landed on the deck. Soon enough he was surrounded by white clad men with scraggly beards all pointing AK 47's at him. He smirked as one man addressed him in Kurdish. "Who are you? Where did you come from?" Vegita kept his smirk and crossed his arms. "I am GOD and your end is near." The man who addressed him frowned. "I am Abbud Rozaki. You are NOT Allah! You shall die for your blasphemy!" He raised his gun and fired at Vegita's head. The bullet was aimed for square between his eyes but he had flared his aura around him and the bullet stopped and harmlessly fell to the ground. "You DARE attack me?!" Vegita growled. He hovered a foot or two off the ground and began slowly powering up. The metal of the Ship's deck began to indent and cave in a perfect circle around Vegita. The Arab men began to panic and Abbud yelled. "He must be a Djinni! See! See the flames about him?! Shoot him! Shoot him!" They all began to empty their clips at Vegita but the bullets hit his flaming aura and bounced off harmlessly. "Stupid humans." he growled as he flew to the prow of the ship and held out a hand. A ball of energy gathered and he sneered "I'll use an attack I haven’t used in a long time. GALIK GUN!" The purple energy flew forward and ripped through the metal disintegrating where it touched. He intensified the energy beam until the entire structure was engulfed in his deadly ray. All that was left was a sliver of metal and part of the propeller as it sunk into the ocean. The entire crew had been blasted into the afterlife and Vegita grimaced. "Too easy." he sneered as he blasted off to the next target.
The west coast had been taken care of quickly enough seeing that there was only one other ship and he didn't even bother to warn them and only obliterated them with a simple blast.
Soon enough he moved off to the East Coast and arrived there in a matter of minutes. He'd laid on the speed flying over the country he hit Utah and flashed Super Saiyajinn and blasted to Mach 6. It took him only about 30 minutes to reach the east coast. He dispatched of the other boats without dropping from Super saiyajinn then started his way back towards L.A. As he was passing over Missouri though two fighter jets came up along side him. They had an intercom to talk to him. "Attention unidentified Golden being. We come in peace! You have been being monitored by the United States government. We have seen that you have eliminated a threat to our country and our President wishes to thank you. If you would follow us we will escort you to the designated meeting area."
Vegita looked at the two jets and smirked. He flipped off the jets and blasted ahead leaving them in his aerial wake. He dipped below radar and soon landed back on his balcony while powering down to normal. He slipped in and stripped off his armor top. "Too fucking easy." he growled as he flopped down on the over stuffed couch and flipped on the TV. CNN was broadcasting about the stand down of the nuclear alert. He sighed as he watched several clips of badly recorded videos of him flying over head in a streak of golden flames. He sighed and his stomach growled. "Venus!" he got to his feet and stomped away to look for the curly haired goddess. "VENUS! I said I wanted my dinner when I got back woman!" He got back to his bedroom and stopped dead in the doorway. Instead of the beautiful goddess he was expecting he saw a tall handsome muscular man lounging on the black satin sheets of his bed as if he owned them. He was clad in leather from neck to toe and spiked bracers led up from wrist to forearm. A multi-color haired woman reclined in a plush chair next to the bed fiddling with a shiny golden apple.
The man smiled. "Ah! My dear prince Vegita. We finally meet." He extended his hand and grasped Vegita's arm at the elbow. Vegita instinctually responded in kind and sneered. "Who the hell are you?" he let go of the man's forearm but not before he gave a bone crushing squeeze. The other man didn’t even wince but only smiled wider. "You can call me Ares. And my lovely chaotic companion is Eris."
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A/N: Mach 6 is about 4450.9 mph. The distance between LA and NYC is 2780.82 miles.
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Vegita relished standing under the scalding water as he washed off the dirt, grime and gore of his encounter with the Islamic suicide bomber. He sighed as he grabbed the Axe body wash and lathered up. He washed his hair and just as he was about to turn off the water Minerva and Venus walked in. Venus's baby blue eyes were wide with fear and Minerva had a somber expression on her face. "Vegita was it?" Minerva's deep timbre of a voice resonated through the bathroom and commanded his attention. Vegita could tell that she was used to being obeyed without question. He inclined his head in acknowledgment and looked at her over his shoulder. "Hn?" he threaded his fingers through his flame shaped hair and squeezed out the excess water before glancing at Venus, "Bring me a Drying cloth if you wish to talk to me." The tone in his voice left no room for argument and Venus actually grabbed one of the huge orange fluffy towels and threw it at his head. "You could ask nicely you know." He snatched the towel out of the air with a smirk and dried off his body. He knew the two women were watching him appreciatively and was tempted to make a show of drying off but before he could make up his mind Minerva spoke up.
"Vegita, we have a dire situation arising. It seems that a rivaling country has declared all out war upon the United States. They are planning on striking soon, as in they are going to attack in the next few hours. I have only a few moments to explain to you why Venus bringing you to life is a VERY VERY BAD thing." Vegita scowled and marched past them to the bed room to get dressed. He figured that there was something up and he'd have to dress appropriately. He pulled on his blue jumpsuit and pulled on his armor. "Alright, why was me coming to life in this dimension a bad thing?" Minerva sighed and began explaining the balance of power to him. She explained as quickly as she could and he had absorbed it all easily. He pinched the bridge of his nose and growled. "Just fucking wonderful." He sighed and looked up with his usual scowl. "Well, at least I'll have something to blow up. Do you know where they will be launching the missiles?" Minerva nodded. "I can tell you where they are but you have to get there yourself. Vegita smirked, "Piece of cake."
Minerva told him the coordinates of the ships and showed him on a map where they might be. He hn'd a lot and nodded. "I'll be back before supper. Venus, I feel like steak tonight." He blasted off the balcony and flew several miles past Hawaii and spotted a ship. He came down and landed on the deck. Soon enough he was surrounded by white clad men with scraggly beards all pointing AK 47's at him. He smirked as one man addressed him in Kurdish. "Who are you? Where did you come from?" Vegita kept his smirk and crossed his arms. "I am GOD and your end is near." The man who addressed him frowned. "I am Abbud Rozaki. You are NOT Allah! You shall die for your blasphemy!" He raised his gun and fired at Vegita's head. The bullet was aimed for square between his eyes but he had flared his aura around him and the bullet stopped and harmlessly fell to the ground. "You DARE attack me?!" Vegita growled. He hovered a foot or two off the ground and began slowly powering up. The metal of the Ship's deck began to indent and cave in a perfect circle around Vegita. The Arab men began to panic and Abbud yelled. "He must be a Djinni! See! See the flames about him?! Shoot him! Shoot him!" They all began to empty their clips at Vegita but the bullets hit his flaming aura and bounced off harmlessly. "Stupid humans." he growled as he flew to the prow of the ship and held out a hand. A ball of energy gathered and he sneered "I'll use an attack I haven’t used in a long time. GALIK GUN!" The purple energy flew forward and ripped through the metal disintegrating where it touched. He intensified the energy beam until the entire structure was engulfed in his deadly ray. All that was left was a sliver of metal and part of the propeller as it sunk into the ocean. The entire crew had been blasted into the afterlife and Vegita grimaced. "Too easy." he sneered as he blasted off to the next target.
The west coast had been taken care of quickly enough seeing that there was only one other ship and he didn't even bother to warn them and only obliterated them with a simple blast.
Soon enough he moved off to the East Coast and arrived there in a matter of minutes. He'd laid on the speed flying over the country he hit Utah and flashed Super Saiyajinn and blasted to Mach 6. It took him only about 30 minutes to reach the east coast. He dispatched of the other boats without dropping from Super saiyajinn then started his way back towards L.A. As he was passing over Missouri though two fighter jets came up along side him. They had an intercom to talk to him. "Attention unidentified Golden being. We come in peace! You have been being monitored by the United States government. We have seen that you have eliminated a threat to our country and our President wishes to thank you. If you would follow us we will escort you to the designated meeting area."
Vegita looked at the two jets and smirked. He flipped off the jets and blasted ahead leaving them in his aerial wake. He dipped below radar and soon landed back on his balcony while powering down to normal. He slipped in and stripped off his armor top. "Too fucking easy." he growled as he flopped down on the over stuffed couch and flipped on the TV. CNN was broadcasting about the stand down of the nuclear alert. He sighed as he watched several clips of badly recorded videos of him flying over head in a streak of golden flames. He sighed and his stomach growled. "Venus!" he got to his feet and stomped away to look for the curly haired goddess. "VENUS! I said I wanted my dinner when I got back woman!" He got back to his bedroom and stopped dead in the doorway. Instead of the beautiful goddess he was expecting he saw a tall handsome muscular man lounging on the black satin sheets of his bed as if he owned them. He was clad in leather from neck to toe and spiked bracers led up from wrist to forearm. A multi-color haired woman reclined in a plush chair next to the bed fiddling with a shiny golden apple.
The man smiled. "Ah! My dear prince Vegita. We finally meet." He extended his hand and grasped Vegita's arm at the elbow. Vegita instinctually responded in kind and sneered. "Who the hell are you?" he let go of the man's forearm but not before he gave a bone crushing squeeze. The other man didn’t even wince but only smiled wider. "You can call me Ares. And my lovely chaotic companion is Eris."
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A/N: Mach 6 is about 4450.9 mph. The distance between LA and NYC is 2780.82 miles.