Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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From The Author: Yep! I am continueing this story line! I REALLY love sequels, so don't be surprized if this goes on for a while. Thanks again to all of my loyal readers. I just can't say that enough, can I? I love doing this, and now that the website has come back up on my computer, I can write more.
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Nature's Way Chapter One; Rebirth
One month after the end of Forbidden Memories...
Goku had found all the dragon balls to bring Bulma back, and had been ready to summun the dragon. Unfortunately, he had picked a bad place; right in the middle of a city. He hadn't meant to do it. He had been carying the dragon balls on his nimbus, and said to himself, "Everything will go back to normal after I summon you, dragon." At that, the dragon balls lit up, and Goku was thrown to the ground. He had had no choice but to use the wish to erase the memories of the onlookers.
One year, and one month later...
Goku found the last dragon ball. It would only be minutes until Bulma was back for good.
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"Lord Vegeta?", Nappa said, looking into Vegeta's thrown room.
"I told you not to call me that, Nappa.", he said bitterly, but with no spirit.
"Ahh...Alright."
"What is it, Nappa?" What had happened to his young friend? It had been over a year since he'd seen Vegeta smile, or do much of anything but sit in that thrown, with a grim and detached look on his face. Occasoinally, he would engage in grueling training which would mostly just involve trying to find something hard enough to hurt his hand when he punched it. Vegeta was the legendary Super Saiya-jin, and yet he seemed to have given up fighting all togather. Exactly what had happened to him on that planet that day that had caused him to cry. 'Stop thinking about that!', he told himself. "Nappa! What do you want?!"
"Well, I hate to say it, but we need your help with something.", Nappa said timidly.
"Is this another anoying royal ceremony?", he asked.
"No. We have an invader, and we may need your strength to beat him."
Vegeta rolled his eyes, and got up as if he could barely stand, walking slowly. His posture was slightly hunched, and he seemed to stare through everything that was in front of him.
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"Something you want?", Vegeta asked the reptilian, humanoid creature.
"I came to avenge my race. They were all destroyed by a powerful tyrant over a year and a half ago."
"Frieza is dead, so you can go home."
"No. My planet was personally purged by the prince of Saiya-jins."
~Flashback~
...He was in the dark, surrounded by the rotting corpses of the reptilain, humaniod race that he and his comrads had just made extinct. He smirked at the memory of the terrified screams as he had releaced large quantities of powerful ki blasts...
~End Flashback~
"Oh, ya'know, I normally can't tell one purging mission from another, but that day was specail. I remember that one. I was fun." Vegeta pushed away impending feelings of guilt and empathy at bieng one of a dead race. His heart was too cold for feelings like those. Plus, this guy couldn't possibly have gone through anything like his expeirience.
"You monster! You killed my family, and friends...my wife.", he said weakly.
"What is a wife?"
"A mate!!!", the creature yelled.
'What have I done.', he thought. Oh, he had really gone soft. "There is no excuse for what you had to go through. I was only following orders, but nevertheless, I shouldn't have done it.", Vegeta said, not caring what Nappa thought of this.
The creature seemed to notice the pained look on his face. "You feel sorry for me. You; a Saiya-jin warrior feel sympathy for what I went through. I see, in your eyes, the pain that I felt. You understand. You have felt it too, haven't you?"
Vegeta went Super Saiya-jin. "You still want the fight?", Vegeta asked, not answering. He momentarily wondered if the creature had some sort of mild phycic ability, but realized that it wasn't true. It was written all over his face, and anyone who had feelings would know it. Fortunately, there weren't many poeple on this planet that did, but this person had suffered the same horribe fate, and understood completely.
The warrior nodded at Vegeta's offer of a battle. Vegeta understood. The man wanted to end this now. There would be no better way to help this man than to give him an honorable warriors death, and end his pain. Vegeta let the man hit him once, and moved his head to the side, to fake the slightest bit of pain. He looked at the man, then with a blast, created a ten-inch diameter hole in his stomach, just enough to let him have some final thoughts. "Quilana(key-lon-ah), I will be with you again, my love. You know,", he said to Vegeta, "my..race..has..the..bond..too.", he spit out.
Vegeta nodded. "The pain will end soon." He powered back down, and turned around, as he felt the man's ki signal dissapear from the dimention, and wished so completely that it was him down there. For him, it wouldn't be that simple. He would not die that way. He was too powerful. For him it was either, illness, suicide, or old age. All dishonorable.
Vegeta began the walk back to his thrown room.
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"Tell me your wish, Goku.", the deep, loud voice said from above.
"I want you to bring Bulma Breifs back to life, please.", Goku replied.
"Another ressurection? Alright. I can do it."
"Thankyou.", Goku said, anticipating the return of his friend. A brease swept around him. He shuddered knowing that it was made up of Bulma's remains. Then slowly, Bulma began to materialize before him.
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"Huh?!", Vegeta said, "What was that?! Who's there?!"
'Vegeta, I'm being revived.', the strange feminine voice in his head replied.
"B-bulma?", he asked
'Yes.'
"It's finally happened.", he said, "I've finally lost my mind. I knew it was coming eventually, but I didn't expect it to come so soon!"
'Your not losing your mind, Vegeta. I'm being revived by the dragon balls.'
"What?! Bulma can't be revived! She's dead. Her body was incinerated. No amount of medical treatment could ever bring her back. Now, is this some kind of sick joke, or am I really insane?!"
'Listen with your heart, Vegeta. What do you feel?'
He did as he was told, and felt out his heart's current condition. 'The horrible pain...It's gone.', he thought to her, 'Your alive, but how?!'
'Come to my planet, right now. Please. I need you here. Use the ship. You destroyed it?', she asked, having autimatically read that signal.
'Yes. It was too much of a reminder. You have to understand. Do you have a ship fast enouph to get here?'
'That was the fastest one. I can get there in about two weeks. How about you?'
'Four months.'
'See you in two weeks, my love.'
'Yes.', was his only reply, then the connection was broken. How could this be happenning?! Was she really alive, or did he go insane from greif? Ofcoarse anyone who hears voices in thier head should be called insane, but with him it was different. He had to examine facts. Bulma was dead. Of that he was sure. Her body had been gone, far beyond repair. She had mentioned some sort of dragon spheres or something. Maybe magic? No. Vegeta didn't beleive in magic, but then again, there was a time when he didn't believe in bonding, telepathy, or even love, so he realized that he shouldn't always count on his beliefs. He then put his hand to his heart, and examined the only important clue; the pain of the broken bond of love was gone. No amount of insanity could ever do that. He had felt it 24 hours a day, even in the scarce amount of dreams he had. She was alive. There was no question.
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From The Author: Hay. Tell me if you think that I should change the rating on Forbidden Memories. I don't know if it's too low. Oh yeah, and reveiw. Thanks!
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From The Author: Yep! I am continueing this story line! I REALLY love sequels, so don't be surprized if this goes on for a while. Thanks again to all of my loyal readers. I just can't say that enough, can I? I love doing this, and now that the website has come back up on my computer, I can write more.
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Nature's Way Chapter One; Rebirth
One month after the end of Forbidden Memories...
Goku had found all the dragon balls to bring Bulma back, and had been ready to summun the dragon. Unfortunately, he had picked a bad place; right in the middle of a city. He hadn't meant to do it. He had been carying the dragon balls on his nimbus, and said to himself, "Everything will go back to normal after I summon you, dragon." At that, the dragon balls lit up, and Goku was thrown to the ground. He had had no choice but to use the wish to erase the memories of the onlookers.
One year, and one month later...
Goku found the last dragon ball. It would only be minutes until Bulma was back for good.
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"Lord Vegeta?", Nappa said, looking into Vegeta's thrown room.
"I told you not to call me that, Nappa.", he said bitterly, but with no spirit.
"Ahh...Alright."
"What is it, Nappa?" What had happened to his young friend? It had been over a year since he'd seen Vegeta smile, or do much of anything but sit in that thrown, with a grim and detached look on his face. Occasoinally, he would engage in grueling training which would mostly just involve trying to find something hard enough to hurt his hand when he punched it. Vegeta was the legendary Super Saiya-jin, and yet he seemed to have given up fighting all togather. Exactly what had happened to him on that planet that day that had caused him to cry. 'Stop thinking about that!', he told himself. "Nappa! What do you want?!"
"Well, I hate to say it, but we need your help with something.", Nappa said timidly.
"Is this another anoying royal ceremony?", he asked.
"No. We have an invader, and we may need your strength to beat him."
Vegeta rolled his eyes, and got up as if he could barely stand, walking slowly. His posture was slightly hunched, and he seemed to stare through everything that was in front of him.
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"Something you want?", Vegeta asked the reptilian, humanoid creature.
"I came to avenge my race. They were all destroyed by a powerful tyrant over a year and a half ago."
"Frieza is dead, so you can go home."
"No. My planet was personally purged by the prince of Saiya-jins."
~Flashback~
...He was in the dark, surrounded by the rotting corpses of the reptilain, humaniod race that he and his comrads had just made extinct. He smirked at the memory of the terrified screams as he had releaced large quantities of powerful ki blasts...
~End Flashback~
"Oh, ya'know, I normally can't tell one purging mission from another, but that day was specail. I remember that one. I was fun." Vegeta pushed away impending feelings of guilt and empathy at bieng one of a dead race. His heart was too cold for feelings like those. Plus, this guy couldn't possibly have gone through anything like his expeirience.
"You monster! You killed my family, and friends...my wife.", he said weakly.
"What is a wife?"
"A mate!!!", the creature yelled.
'What have I done.', he thought. Oh, he had really gone soft. "There is no excuse for what you had to go through. I was only following orders, but nevertheless, I shouldn't have done it.", Vegeta said, not caring what Nappa thought of this.
The creature seemed to notice the pained look on his face. "You feel sorry for me. You; a Saiya-jin warrior feel sympathy for what I went through. I see, in your eyes, the pain that I felt. You understand. You have felt it too, haven't you?"
Vegeta went Super Saiya-jin. "You still want the fight?", Vegeta asked, not answering. He momentarily wondered if the creature had some sort of mild phycic ability, but realized that it wasn't true. It was written all over his face, and anyone who had feelings would know it. Fortunately, there weren't many poeple on this planet that did, but this person had suffered the same horribe fate, and understood completely.
The warrior nodded at Vegeta's offer of a battle. Vegeta understood. The man wanted to end this now. There would be no better way to help this man than to give him an honorable warriors death, and end his pain. Vegeta let the man hit him once, and moved his head to the side, to fake the slightest bit of pain. He looked at the man, then with a blast, created a ten-inch diameter hole in his stomach, just enough to let him have some final thoughts. "Quilana(key-lon-ah), I will be with you again, my love. You know,", he said to Vegeta, "my..race..has..the..bond..too.", he spit out.
Vegeta nodded. "The pain will end soon." He powered back down, and turned around, as he felt the man's ki signal dissapear from the dimention, and wished so completely that it was him down there. For him, it wouldn't be that simple. He would not die that way. He was too powerful. For him it was either, illness, suicide, or old age. All dishonorable.
Vegeta began the walk back to his thrown room.
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"Tell me your wish, Goku.", the deep, loud voice said from above.
"I want you to bring Bulma Breifs back to life, please.", Goku replied.
"Another ressurection? Alright. I can do it."
"Thankyou.", Goku said, anticipating the return of his friend. A brease swept around him. He shuddered knowing that it was made up of Bulma's remains. Then slowly, Bulma began to materialize before him.
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"Huh?!", Vegeta said, "What was that?! Who's there?!"
'Vegeta, I'm being revived.', the strange feminine voice in his head replied.
"B-bulma?", he asked
'Yes.'
"It's finally happened.", he said, "I've finally lost my mind. I knew it was coming eventually, but I didn't expect it to come so soon!"
'Your not losing your mind, Vegeta. I'm being revived by the dragon balls.'
"What?! Bulma can't be revived! She's dead. Her body was incinerated. No amount of medical treatment could ever bring her back. Now, is this some kind of sick joke, or am I really insane?!"
'Listen with your heart, Vegeta. What do you feel?'
He did as he was told, and felt out his heart's current condition. 'The horrible pain...It's gone.', he thought to her, 'Your alive, but how?!'
'Come to my planet, right now. Please. I need you here. Use the ship. You destroyed it?', she asked, having autimatically read that signal.
'Yes. It was too much of a reminder. You have to understand. Do you have a ship fast enouph to get here?'
'That was the fastest one. I can get there in about two weeks. How about you?'
'Four months.'
'See you in two weeks, my love.'
'Yes.', was his only reply, then the connection was broken. How could this be happenning?! Was she really alive, or did he go insane from greif? Ofcoarse anyone who hears voices in thier head should be called insane, but with him it was different. He had to examine facts. Bulma was dead. Of that he was sure. Her body had been gone, far beyond repair. She had mentioned some sort of dragon spheres or something. Maybe magic? No. Vegeta didn't beleive in magic, but then again, there was a time when he didn't believe in bonding, telepathy, or even love, so he realized that he shouldn't always count on his beliefs. He then put his hand to his heart, and examined the only important clue; the pain of the broken bond of love was gone. No amount of insanity could ever do that. He had felt it 24 hours a day, even in the scarce amount of dreams he had. She was alive. There was no question.
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From The Author: Hay. Tell me if you think that I should change the rating on Forbidden Memories. I don't know if it's too low. Oh yeah, and reveiw. Thanks!