Improbables

Chapter 4

"He's so weak, we can't keep him." King Vegeta says to his wife who sits in her hospital bed, cradling her tiny newborn.

"Are you suggesting we give him away?" She asks, smiling softly as she strokes the baby's forehead.

"I'm saying we get rid of him completely. I will not have such a weakling in my lineage."

"And I'm not letting you get rid of MY son." Carmine looks up at her husband. "He is as much my child as he is yours and I will not allow you to get rid of him. We're keeping him. Besides, this just means he has more room to improve."

King Vegeta grumbles and storms out of the room as a little boy with gravity defying hair and a girl with long dark hair peek inside. Carmine smiles and motions the two over. The little girl grins and quickly pulls the reluctant younger boy with her. The girl gasps and points at the baby. "He's so little!"

"He's weak." Vegeta pouts, narrowing his eyes at the baby.

Kyira elbows Vegeta's shoulder. "He's a baby! Of course he's gonna be weak! But when he gets bigger then he'll be real strong!"

Carmine nods. "Yes he will. And you'll have to help him get strong." She says, tapping Vegeta's nose. He blinks in surprise, looking at his nose and rubbing the spot with his palm. "Because you're his big brother and that means he's going to look up to you. So be a good example."

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"What're you off about now?!" I snap, flaring up my own aura. "Stop fucking around Veg-"

"NO!" He shouts, stomping his foot down. "I should be in charge of this team because I'm the Prince! You're just some peasant who should be beneath me, not in charge of me!"

My upper lip twitches as I cross my arms. "Then prove it! Prove you aren't just some spoiled rich-boy riding off of Daddy's power!"

He screams and, in a blink of an eye, he's right in front of me. My arms cross just as his fist flies forward. The shock wave from the force of the blow sends dust kicking up and the trees lean away, nearly snapping a few.

I glare up at the cross prince as he growls at me. I shove him backwards and deliver a kick to the underside of his jaw, sending the younger boy spinning into the air. I fly up after him. The moment he recovers, I throw a punch aimed at his face.

He manages to catch my fist and glare at me with his usual fire. "I hate you."

I half-smirk, still glaring. "Right back at 'cha porcupine." I growl back before aiming at kick at his chest. His knee shoots up and blocks it.

I grit my teeth as he growls. "You can hate me all you like." I say through my teeth before I shove him away. "But you're never gonna lead this team until I think you're good enough and, right now, all I see is a spoiled little shithead!"

"Well it's your fault because you're a terrible leader!" The Prince snarls and flies at me again.

I move away, leaving an afterimage that his punch goes right through. I stop behind him and smirk. "Says you!" I swing my foot up and nail him in the side of his head, sending the spiky haired asshat spiraling to the ground. "Are you done throwing your fit so we can go home now? I'd like to see my youngest brother before his fifth birthday ya know!" I call down, putting both hands on my hips.

Vegeta crawls out of his crater and holds his middle finger up at me. I groan and float down. "Can we pleeease settle this in an arena or something? I'm not up to kicking your ass right now, okay? And before you say anything, we both know I can outlast you on sheer force of will alone."