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Strange Beauty: “DO YOU TAKE ME AS A FOOL? THESE ARE NOT YOUR CHILDREN! THEY ARE UNDOUBTEDLY OF SAYAJIN DESENT!”
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Mrs. Briefs looked to her children with a sad look on her face.
~~~~~ A knock came on the door, and Mrs. Briefs wiped her wet hands on an exhausted dishrag. Who could that be? She thought. Walking over to the door, she speculated over the nasty weather they’d been having. No one would be out in this type of weather. Who knows, maybe I’m hearing things. Opening the door she saw a woman with black hair and dark menacing eyes. In an instant, the woman whisked herself inside with two bundles tucked under her arm. She closed the door and covered Mrs. Brief’s mouth, “don’t make a sound.” To re-enforce her authority the stranger held a ki ball up close to Mrs. Briefs face. She nodded and her captor released her.
“Don’t ask questions, I’ll tell you what you must know and then I will leave.” The woman put the two bundles on the table and Mrs. Briefs noticed that they were two babies. “These are my children, Vegeta and Chi-Chi,” her eyes looked sad as she said the next part, “They are twins.” Her sad expression quickly changed back to her intimidating appearance. “I come from a planet far from here. My children would have been killed if I had not snuck them away. I am leaving them to you; a wealthy Chickyuu-jin such as yourself will be able to support them. I have cut off their tails so they will not pose a threat to you or your family.” The woman then turned to take her leave.
Mrs. Briefs finally found her voice and asked several things at once. “Tails? Who are you? What is your name? Where did you come from?”
“I WILL ANSWER NO QUESTIONS!” the woman pushed Mrs. Briefs away from her. She ran, no flew out the door and before Mrs. Briefs could stand up, she disappeared from sight. A wail was heard from behind her and she turned to see the two bundles squirming on the table. How am I going to explain this? ~~~~~
“Didn’t you hear me? I asked you a question!” The blue haired woman was getting more irritated as Mrs. Briefs snapped herself out of the memory. She couldn’t hold back any longer, her defenses broke down and she cried. She cried for the lie she had lived, the current situation, and the bleak future looming dark and ominous ahead of them.
“Shut up woman.” A man slapped Mrs. Briefs across the face, sending her to the ground.
“STOP IT!” Chi-chi was screaming at them, “YOU’RE HURTING HER!”
The Sayajin princess walked up to the cage and stared the girl down,
“Would you rather her dead? Then she would feel no pain.”
Chi-Chi closed her mouth and shook her head, backing away as far as she could before bumping into Vegeta, who wrapped his arms around his sister in protective instinct. He stared straight at Bulma while Chi-chi cried into his chest.
Bulma noticed more and more the Sayajin like characteristics the two of them had. Black hair on both of them, the boy’s sticking strait up and the girl’s strait down, the defined chin, the rebellious nature. They had the faint look of warriors softened by their surroundings. I will have to put them to the test. Bulma walked around the cage to face the boys back, he didn’t move. Then she swiftly punched the spot where his tail would have been. He yelped in pain and stumbled a bit, if his sister wasn’t supporting him he would have fallen over.
“That proves it.” Bulma turned around to her captain and issued her commands. “Take those two to the ship and place them in one of the separate cells,” Bulma made a gesture towards Mr. and Mrs. Briefs, “you two carry our two rebels and follow me.”
The two Sayajins each grasped one side of the cage and lifted off the ground, following their princess close behind. Chi-Chi looked at her brother with a determined look on her face.
“We’re going to get out of here, I’ll think of something.” She whispered, Chi-Chi may not have been as advanced a fighter as Vegeta, but she definitely compensated for it with her cunning brains. She was brewing up something good, he could tell.
“Don’t think you can escape,” one of the men had overheard her! But how? “There is no way to be free once you’ve been captured, and I think the princess has something special planned for you.
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