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dragon ball z or dragon ball gt, nor do I make any money from this fic. Please
don’t sue me, I’m just a poor Australian and our dollar really sucks right now
so please don’t sue!
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Vegeta
threw the COM link to the floor and flung open the door, Chichi stared at him
wide eyed from the chair that she was sitting in, rocking Trunks to sleep.
“Vegeta?
Is something wrong? Is it Gohan? Is he in trouble?” She clutched the chairs arm
rests with white knuckles.
“Yes
woman, something has happened to Gohan. I’m going to go out and find him; I
need you to stay here with Trunks and do no open the door to any one, no matter
who they are or what they say to you. Even if it’s Bulma…she’s one of them now,
I know it.” Vegeta leapt out of the doorway and blasted away into the now
darkened sky.
#***(&)***#
Bulma
shifted Gohan to an easier position against her as she flew towards Chichi’s
house. He moaned in her arms and shifted restlessly.
Oh Gohan, Bulma thought, If only you’d just told us where my
son was…if only I hadn’t allowed Eighteen to harm you.
“I’m
so sorry Gohan.” Bulma closed her eyes in aguish but snapped them open again as
she felt a familiar ki heading towards them…Vegeta!
She
dropped down lower and landed on one the deserted roads, above her she could
just see Vegeta’s golden aura as he flew towards the city at a speed that even
Bulma couldn’t match. For a second the temptation to follow Vegeta was strong,
but then Bulma remembered Gohan and with a final look at Vegeta’s fading aura
in the sky, she gathered Gohan into her arms and continued on her way.
Seventeen would sense Vegeta soon enough and would follow him, it wasn’t her
concern what he did to Vegeta as long as she got her son.
“Mmm…Bulma?”
Gohan opened his eyes and focused in her with a confused look, “Am I dead?” He
began to struggle in her arms and Bulma held him closer to her.
“No
Gohan, you’re just hurt. I’m taking you back to your mothers…”
“My
moms! No you can’t!” Gohan’s eyes widened in desperation and everything clicked
inside Bulma’s mind. Vegeta coming from the direction of Chichi’s house, Gohan
being desperate not to go to his house while Bulma was with him…
“My
son is at your house isn’t he?” Bulma
questioned sharply, Gohan just shook his head vigorously.
“No…I
just don’t want my mom to see me like this, you know how she is when I get
hurt, so bossy, heh.”
“You
can’t fool me Gohan, I’ve been around longer then you have.” She looked down at
him in mock severity, her fondness for him shining in her azure eyes.
“Why
didn’t you let me die Bulma?” Gohan stopped struggling in her arms and closed
his eyes in resignation as he winced in pain from his injuries,
“I…I
like you Gohan. We’re buddies and I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.” Bulma
sighed and looked up at the stars above as she began to descend into land at
the Son house, “Believe it or not…”
(***(&)***)
Seventeen
watched from the shadow of the building as Vegeta landed in the place where
Gohan had been standing earlier, his frustration was obviously as he agitation
called Gohan’s name and then began to search. And evil smile worked its way
onto Seventeens flawless features.
“Well
hello Vegeta, fancy meeting you here.” He stepped out of the shadows and the
saiyan prince swung round to face him with a snarl.
“Well,
well, well, what a surprise.” Vegeta bared his teeth in an unpleasant smile as
he strode towards the android, looking both left and right for any sign of his
woman.
“She
isn’t here. Don’t bother looking for her.” Seventeen laughed. “You knew somehow
didn’t you? You knew she was alive.” He laughed again and began to gather his
ki. “Your Bulma is mine now Vegeta, she’s given herself to me mind, body and
soul.”
“What
have you done to her? What lies have you fed her?” Vegeta began to gather his
ki as well, every fibre of his being striving towards the minute he could fight
this being who had stolen his mate and made her his.
“I
didn’t have to tell her any lies my friend. She was already feeling rejected by
you when I first took her, it took very little persuasion on my part to get her
into my bed. And from then on in Bulma pretty much did whatever I told her,
after all if she didn’t I could always threaten to hunt down her son, but back
to what I was saying about Bulma. You asked what I had done to her, the answer
is simple; I’ve made her into one of us.”
“Impossible!”
Vegeta spat out the word with as much venom as he could muster, his mind refusing
to face up to the plain truth that he had lost Bulma for good this time.
“Oh
no, I’m afraid it is very possible. You see my ingenious creator also created a
serum that can turn humans…and even saiyans, into cyborgs. I simply injected
Bulma and I had an instant killing machine on my hands.” Seventeen raised the
flaming ki ball up next to his face and rejoiced internally at the look of
loathing and hatred on Vegeta’s face.
With
a bellow of rage Vegeta leapt at Seventeen throwing ki balls at him as fast as
he could form them, Seventeen gave a cackle of half insane laughter and jumped
out of the path of them and tossed his own ki ball at Vegeta with careless
ease. Around them buildings exploded and collapsed in on themselves as the two
men battled.
“I hate you!” Vegeta howled as he appeared above Seventeen and slammed a fist into his face, sending him shooting into a building and out the other side. He paused in mid flight and soared back towards Vegeta, at the last second disappearing and reappearing to kick Vegeta in the back form behind.
“Give
up old man, we’re the future.” Seventeen grabbed hold of Vegeta’s leg
and swung him around, just as he was about to let go, Vegeta grabbed hold of
his hair and smashed both fists into his head, sending both of them plummeting
to the ground as they began to brawl; punching, kicking, grappling with each
other until they hit they ground. An impact crater one hundred metres in
diameter spread outwards form them and they back form each other breathing
hard.
“I
must say I’m impressed, you’re quite strong for a saiyan.” Seventeen spat on
the ground and dusted his hands off. Vegeta ignored his comment and
concentrated on slowing his breathing,
“You’re
not too bad yourself, stronger then that weakling sister of yours.” Vegeta gave
another one of his unpleasant grins and Seventeen slowly raised his head, a
smoulder flame of hate burning in his icy eyes.
“You’re
such a fool you know Vegeta. Of course I’m stronger then my sister, even
Bulma’s stronger then my sister. Tell me old friend,” He gave a toss of his
black hair and met Vegeta’s eyes with his own, “Aren’t you just the least bit
curious as to where Gohan is? Or where Bulma is?”
Vegeta
glared at him and finally nodded slowly, “What did you do to Kakarot’s brat?”
He and Seventeen stared at each other for a little while longer until finally
Vegeta looked away and Seventeen gave another chuckle.
“We
tortured your little friend Gohan to within an inch of his life. He’s not dead
though…unfortunately. It seems that Bulma, although a deadly killing machine,
still has most of her human emotions.”
“What
does that mean?” Vegeta took a menacing step forwards towards the android, his
fists clenched.
“That
means that he’s still alive because Bulma kept him alive. She’s taking him back
to his mother’s place as we speak…” He paused as Vegeta turned dead white and
suddenly turned and flew off as fast as he could back towards Chichi’s house.
“Coward!”
Seventeen called after him and took off following him. This time he would not allow
Vegeta to live; it was too much of a risk to keep him alive. It was obvious
that Bulma still had feelings for her old friends and this was unacceptable,
they would have to be destroyed, both Gohan and Vegeta before they managed to
convert Bulma back.
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