The arrival of Perfect Cell was like a death sentence for the planet.
He hovered quietly above the wasteland flattened by the shockwave, his perfect emerald-green eyes looking down from on high at Vegeta and Trunks, who lay collapsed among the rubble.
"What's wrong, Prince of the Saiyans? Where did all that arrogance from earlier go?" Cell lightly brushed nonexistent dust from his shoulder, the corner of his mouth carrying an elegant smile that made the skin crawl. "I thought you'd bring me some real amusement. Who knew... before the power of my perfect form, you'd still be as fragile as a sheet of rotten paper soaked through with water."
"Damn it... aaagh!!"
Vegeta clenched his teeth hard, his ten fingers gouging deep marks into the solid rock as blood ran down from beneath his nails. His proud face was twisted with humiliation, rage, and something even he himself refused to admit—a bone-deep fear.
On Namek, Frieza had trampled him like trash. On Earth, Chen He had ignored him, and Android 18 had broken his arm... After finally relying on hellish training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to cross the barrier of the Super Saiyan, he had thought he could at last seize back the glory of being "number one in the universe."
In the end... his arrogance had not only made him a laughingstock once again, it had even created a demon with his own hands.
"I don't believe it... I am the noble Prince of the Saiyans!! I will never lose to an android like you!!"
Vegeta roared almost madly, and the golden aura around him, which had already begun to scatter, erupted in an utterly dazzling blaze at that instant.
Final Flash!!
Two gigantic blue pillars of light, glaring like blazing suns, rapidly condensed in Vegeta's palms.