I'm soooooooooooooooo soooooooowwwwwwwwwwwyyyyyyy! I took too long!
*sniffles* I swear! I'll be faster next time!
This chapter ain't got that much action. It's more like a go between- and
like always *hits herself* it's quite short…
Would you believe - this is chapter 20?
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We Forgot About Bulma!
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Rotting my soul
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"Ahhh! Let go of me you creep!" Bulma wailed, kicking her legs and swinging
her arms around franticly as she was dragged into a deep cave. A rotten
stench filled the blue-haired onna's nostrils as they travelled deeper- it
was like decaying meat, and blood.
She felt a lump travel up and get stuck in her throat as the thought of
putrid flesh engulfed her brain. The smell got stronger, and she wanted to
throw up- when she saw the source of the stench she passed out.
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Goku raced, following the path of the green shadows mass destruction to a
junction between inside and outside. H e stepped yonder, into the turmoil
and winds- it was like nothing he had seen before- even hell was more
pleasant than this. Wind whipped at his now tear-stained face and he tried
to remember where he'd last sensed both Bulma and the creature- it was as
if- something was hiding their signatures- and as far as he knew only they
had that power.
The saiyan launched himself into the air and scoured the landscape- no
signs, no signs- then- a large lake in the very distance, turquoise waters
spilling everywhere as if that was where the storm was strongest, the pin-
point of power.-If that was so, THAT was where the Shanlang would be at its
strongest- and THAT was where Bulma was being held as a hostage. The saiyan
launched into the sky.
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ChiChi settled her blush and headed into the kitchen. Vegeta sat, eating
neatly -compared to most saiyans- the royal blood almost radiating from
him. Gohan, himself walked in, looking drowsy until his own portion was
seen. He set into eating it in his father's fashion.
"Gohan! Please!" ChiChi scoffed, appalled by her son's behaviour in front
of the prince.
"-So-sorry mom…" Gohan said, eating more tidily, but still almost as fast.
He stole a glance at Vegeta.
"What is it, -Gohan-?" Vegeta forced the pronunciation. The 8 year old
looked at him suspiciously, before turning his gaze to his mother, and thus
after returning it to Vegeta.
The prince glowered at him "Have I got something wrong with my hair?" He
sarcastically mused, loudly. Gohan scowled and ChiChi fussed.
"Now that you come to mention it Vegeta- it could use a cut… I mean, If it
was just a little shorter I'm sure it would bring out your handsome jaw-
line…" After this, she blushed, and grabbed a plate to eat at the table.
Gohan turned a slight shade of green, looking almost as if Piccolo were
his father, and Vegeta maintained his color, even though it was hard to
-not- acknowledge the fact ChiChi founnd him handsome in a boastful and
worthy manner.
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Goku landed, golden threads spilling over his subtle features. He turned
and padded softly to the lake, closing his eyes for all concentration in
order to sense his heart's desire. The waves crashed loudly on the shores,
and Goku found concentration hard- then- the slightest flicker. Yes. It was
Bulma… but the ki was weak so she was either unconscience or in grave
danger.
His turquoise eyes hardened in determination and set on a rocky out-let of
one of the shores. Sure enough, it cradled a crevice, wide by far enough to
let in a monster such as the shanlang. It was five feet above the turbulent
water and Goku hovered over to it, the liquid spilling at his feet. He then
set them down on the unusually smooth floor of the dark, deep den- before
slipping and landing on his rear, he rubbed the sore thing before standing,
and frowning. It felt like this place was draining his energy- maybe his
theory wasn't right - This place lowered ki's, such as his and Bulma's, and
made them almost undetectable. He- although, wasn't sure if it had the same
affect on the shanlang, and let his feet not even tap slightly against the
cold, stone floor.
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Goku stood, buried deep in thought. His body told him to run in, attack,
and save Bulma- but his strategic battle brain told him he was in no
condition inside of the cave to battle the great, green beast. -Ambush-
ambush. The word rang in his mind. That's the course of action. He looked
around- greenish waves lapped against the harsh cliff- yes… perfect.
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"SHANLANG!" The saiyan's cry rang into the dark, he stepped back as he
heard the growl- and did a heavy flip back into the lake, sleekly ducking
below the waves. As he turned himself upright in the green haze, while
braced against the cliff- he could see the angry creature exit its lair-
sniffing round-
NOW!
The super saiyan shot out of the water, fist hooked up in a full on attack.
He slammed the creature in the jaw before hitting it with a half-power
kamehameha. He sleeked back as the golden-blue explosion enveloped the
beast.
A low growl resonated- and Goku could see the creatures bloodshot eyes
staring at him with anger and distaste. The raised its heavy claw, and
pointed, slowly at the super saiyan. A small crackle was all warning that
was gave before a large white beam embraced the mortal angel. He reeled
back, slightly burnt, but unharmed to extent.
Goku growled, before letting his anger and sorrow over-take him once again.
It added slightly to his power and his eyes shone with hate before he shot
a barrow-full of punches and kicks at his opponent, knocking it slightly
back. The beast used its massive claws to an extent to block and defend
against the angry mortals fury, before letting its own large clenched his
smash into the gut of its enemy. It used its massive lumber-like leg to
smash Goku from behind, and send him spiralling into the large wall of the
cliff.
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Bulma awoke to the sounds of the storm and a massive battle ensuing
outside, she struggled and coughed up on the humid and foul air. When she
found herself enable to move, she found herself encased in a sort of thick,
steel-like thread, almost like that of a spiders.
Curiosity gained over the earth-born female- and her eyes slowly adapted
to the dark. She passed out again at the repeated site- of Yardrats'
corpses lined up on the same wall as she- in the same substance as she.
Some of them looked preserved and over 50 years of age, while others were
un-identifyable… bones that had finally fell to the ground. Others were
simply rotting, a tangled mess of limbs in one corner- this was what
happened to all those whom opposed the shanlang, and to those who entered
its lair.
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The saiyan rubbed his bloodied lip, growling loudly at his opponent- whom
was in a better condition than he- he needed help. He- he was too weak to
fight the creature, but with Tardray and Draytar out of commission, than
who could help him? The answer flew swiftly over the lake.
"Yarnetok…" the saiyan whispered, acknowledging his companion's presence.
"Goku." He greeted, before turning his eyes towards the beast. He MAY not
have been a strong warrior- but he could help.
'Bulma's in the cave' The voice echoed in the Yardart's mind, it was Goku.
He had never known that the saiyan has telepathic abilities but he had
guessed, since he started replying to some of Bulma's thoughts.
'Bulma's in the cave-' the voice reinstated 'We need someone to distract
the Shanlang, and someone else to go into the cave without being noticed.
The blond man transmitted, while he squared off with the Shanlang once
more.
'I understand' The Yardrat replied to the amazing saiyan, as he silently,
drifted into the darkness of the crevice.
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There… quite detailed this time ne? I'm quite proud of myself… time for the
plug!
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Today, ladies and gentlemen, I will mainly be recommending-
FOOD! YES! FOOD IS GOOD- *ahem*
Uninvited by Veresti
Bulma and Gokou. Not mature enough to handle it? Go away! I don't need your
negativity! ^_^() God, oh god oh god, I sound like my grandma... @_@
PG-13 - Romance/Angst -
It's the NEWEST out! And is GREAT! It's in honour of Chante- aka
Vegetas/Gokus-Princess. It's a REAL cute fic- so yell at her for the
summary not doing justice- I mean- LOOK at this writing…
'Gokou remained silent, but went and sat on the plush, pale blue couch in
the living room. He looked around uncomfortably, wondering why she had
changed this room so much. The last time he had been here, the living room
had a green and cream colored couch, and the walls had been painted a pale
mint green; the walls were now a shade of pale blue. He appeared wary and
anxious under the scrutiny of Bulma's perceptive gaze.'
Now, does that not yell- 'GO READ?'
No? Well then… GO READ!
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