Raditz squeezed his eyes shut from the pain. The damn Namekian's blast had penetrated through his gut and through his brother Kakarott's as well, who had been the one to hold him in a Full Nelson to do so (not that he knew that that was what the move was called).
He was afraid to die; the rest of the Saiyan race (or what was left of it) didn't seem to be, always rushing into battle headfirst, even Carro, who had seemed the most sensible to him. He smirked slightly as blood pooled around him and his heart began slowing down at the thought of the Saiyan woman.
'If she were here she would be telling me to act like man and stop whining.' He thought with a raspy chuckle as the life left his body and he found himself in the other world and on his way to Hell.
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AUTHOR NOTE(S): This one works in conjunction to the earlier Hidden Pain drabble.
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