DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of Dragonball Z, as much as I wish I did.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place on Earth. I warn you again, this is an A/U B/V fic and if you do not like invented characters, I advise that you do not read. A quick synopsis; There were more saiyajins that survived than was thought. 3 of them come seeking Goku and Vegeta with vengeance.
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I Have Seen The Face Of Death
Ch. 1- Surrender to the past
Bulma looked at the one and only photograph she had of her and Vegeta; taken by surprise, of course. The tears were still wet on hr cheeks, sadness ever present in her heart. The only good memory she had left of him… she knew that the marks on her body would fade with time, but the scars of her soul would never be able to heal.
She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "I- I'm not going to cry over that man!" she said defiantly to herself. The effort to sustain unshed tears was draining her; emotionally and physically. Lack of sleep added to her weariness. She'd not had any sleep in a week, memories of the awful, unspeakable past few weeks haunting her dreams, clouding her conscious mind like a horrendous torture. Bulma began to rock herself slowly back and forth, shoulders slightly trembling.
'So many people are dead… Vegeta, Goku…' the single thought that stuck out in her mind, as if imprinted to her brain, taped to the back of her eyelids. She saw the words, heard them whispered to her. Her hands went up and covered her ears, trying to block it out, the words, the pictures. Blood, everywhere… Vegeta… Bulma screamed, losing control of her body. Her form went slack as she lost her battle, slipping into the empty blackness of sleep, and then she began to dream.
* * *
"DAMN IT WOMAN!" Vegeta yelled, storming into the living room where Bulma sat, playing with the T.V. She turned, anger flaring in her crystal blue eyes, to face the angered prince. "The only thing I ask of you is that you do not address me as so! I DO have a name, you know!" Vegeta crossed his arms and glared at her. "Your insufficient human mind has proved incapable of detecting and correcting flaws in you machinery design, and you make it WEAK!" Bulma gracefully rose to her feet, mocking his stare. "So, in other words, you broke the gravity machine again?!" He looked outraged at being accused of such an act. " ME?! I did NOT break the damn thing! If you had built it strong enough to withstand my training it would still be in working order!" Vegeta spun on his heel and headed towards one of the bathrooms to take a shower. Kami knows he needed one. "Too bad, I can't fix it for a week!" she called after him. He stopped abruptly; shoulders tensed, body half turned, but chose to ignore her and continued down the hall. Bulma smiled to herself. "I love it when I win…"
* * *
The image of Vegeta walking off had begun to spin; colors running into one another like melted crayons. Bulma opened an eye and found herself on the bedroom floor. She had fallen against the bed, her head resting on the mattress; the picture of her and Vegeta had fallen beside her. She shook her head again. It hadn't been easy to pull herself out of the dream but it was all she could do to try. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Eleven thirty- two at night. She had been asleep for nearly twenty- three minutes. A fresh wave of suppressed memories washed over her. She felt the first familiar pulls of exhaustion threaten to overtake her again. Shivers raced up and down her spine as she closed her eyes and counted to ten.
Bulma pulled herself up and onto the bed and draped a blanket over her shoulders. She replaced the picture on her bedside table at her college graduation with that of her and Vegeta. She knew she needed more sleep, and she had been holding out for days; she knew that she couldn't last much longer. 'Maybe if I us close by, I won't have anymore nightmares.' She thought. She lay her head down on one of Vegeta's pillows and breathed in deeply. It still smelled like him… she snuggle against the pillow and surrendered to sleep.
* * *
Vegeta was asleep. It was around two in the morning. Bulma, without knowing just quite why, had started working on repairing Vegeta's busted gravity machine shortly after he had gone to bed. Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard of her computer as she pulled up the schematics used to build the machine. "There we go." She said to herself with a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know why she thought she had deleted them, since she needed them so often. Maybe because he always made her mad? She took a sip of her coffee and looked at the numbers and diagrams. Then, comparing those to that of the ruined gravity machine, began to correct the damages.
Elsewhere…
The 3 red lights streaked across the sky leaving a glowing trail behind. Stars rushed by, and the landing grid that had been carefully chosen came into sight. One of the traveling creatures pressed a yellow button and it activated her intercom. "Aspera," she spoke to one of her companions, " prepare yourself for landing. I have sighted our destination." A response played back through the speaker near the top of an oval shaped window; red tinted. " Got ya, Suisheu." Then the line of communication went dead. She also radioed her other partner. The 3 visitors from space made sure they were securely locked in and braced themselves for landing. It all happened in a big explosion and a spray of rock. The very tip of a mountain shattered into millions of tiny shards as one of the pods smashed into it. They hit solid earth, burrowing deep with the speed they had gathered while entering the atmosphere; although the gravity here was nothing among other planets they had been to. Dirt and debris rained down on the surrounding landscape as the movement stopped, the lights died. Smoke hissed up in swirling torrents from the crater and the wind blew it slowly away, clearing the air enough for them to see. The doors opened, one by one.
Sorry, I have to stop writing here. If you wish there to be more, please notify me and I will post the second chapter. But remember, no reviews, no story. Thank you! ^_^
Suisheu-Thomas
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place on Earth. I warn you again, this is an A/U B/V fic and if you do not like invented characters, I advise that you do not read. A quick synopsis; There were more saiyajins that survived than was thought. 3 of them come seeking Goku and Vegeta with vengeance.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.
I Have Seen The Face Of Death
Ch. 1- Surrender to the past
Bulma looked at the one and only photograph she had of her and Vegeta; taken by surprise, of course. The tears were still wet on hr cheeks, sadness ever present in her heart. The only good memory she had left of him… she knew that the marks on her body would fade with time, but the scars of her soul would never be able to heal.
She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "I- I'm not going to cry over that man!" she said defiantly to herself. The effort to sustain unshed tears was draining her; emotionally and physically. Lack of sleep added to her weariness. She'd not had any sleep in a week, memories of the awful, unspeakable past few weeks haunting her dreams, clouding her conscious mind like a horrendous torture. Bulma began to rock herself slowly back and forth, shoulders slightly trembling.
'So many people are dead… Vegeta, Goku…' the single thought that stuck out in her mind, as if imprinted to her brain, taped to the back of her eyelids. She saw the words, heard them whispered to her. Her hands went up and covered her ears, trying to block it out, the words, the pictures. Blood, everywhere… Vegeta… Bulma screamed, losing control of her body. Her form went slack as she lost her battle, slipping into the empty blackness of sleep, and then she began to dream.
* * *
"DAMN IT WOMAN!" Vegeta yelled, storming into the living room where Bulma sat, playing with the T.V. She turned, anger flaring in her crystal blue eyes, to face the angered prince. "The only thing I ask of you is that you do not address me as so! I DO have a name, you know!" Vegeta crossed his arms and glared at her. "Your insufficient human mind has proved incapable of detecting and correcting flaws in you machinery design, and you make it WEAK!" Bulma gracefully rose to her feet, mocking his stare. "So, in other words, you broke the gravity machine again?!" He looked outraged at being accused of such an act. " ME?! I did NOT break the damn thing! If you had built it strong enough to withstand my training it would still be in working order!" Vegeta spun on his heel and headed towards one of the bathrooms to take a shower. Kami knows he needed one. "Too bad, I can't fix it for a week!" she called after him. He stopped abruptly; shoulders tensed, body half turned, but chose to ignore her and continued down the hall. Bulma smiled to herself. "I love it when I win…"
* * *
The image of Vegeta walking off had begun to spin; colors running into one another like melted crayons. Bulma opened an eye and found herself on the bedroom floor. She had fallen against the bed, her head resting on the mattress; the picture of her and Vegeta had fallen beside her. She shook her head again. It hadn't been easy to pull herself out of the dream but it was all she could do to try. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Eleven thirty- two at night. She had been asleep for nearly twenty- three minutes. A fresh wave of suppressed memories washed over her. She felt the first familiar pulls of exhaustion threaten to overtake her again. Shivers raced up and down her spine as she closed her eyes and counted to ten.
Bulma pulled herself up and onto the bed and draped a blanket over her shoulders. She replaced the picture on her bedside table at her college graduation with that of her and Vegeta. She knew she needed more sleep, and she had been holding out for days; she knew that she couldn't last much longer. 'Maybe if I us close by, I won't have anymore nightmares.' She thought. She lay her head down on one of Vegeta's pillows and breathed in deeply. It still smelled like him… she snuggle against the pillow and surrendered to sleep.
* * *
Vegeta was asleep. It was around two in the morning. Bulma, without knowing just quite why, had started working on repairing Vegeta's busted gravity machine shortly after he had gone to bed. Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard of her computer as she pulled up the schematics used to build the machine. "There we go." She said to herself with a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know why she thought she had deleted them, since she needed them so often. Maybe because he always made her mad? She took a sip of her coffee and looked at the numbers and diagrams. Then, comparing those to that of the ruined gravity machine, began to correct the damages.
Elsewhere…
The 3 red lights streaked across the sky leaving a glowing trail behind. Stars rushed by, and the landing grid that had been carefully chosen came into sight. One of the traveling creatures pressed a yellow button and it activated her intercom. "Aspera," she spoke to one of her companions, " prepare yourself for landing. I have sighted our destination." A response played back through the speaker near the top of an oval shaped window; red tinted. " Got ya, Suisheu." Then the line of communication went dead. She also radioed her other partner. The 3 visitors from space made sure they were securely locked in and braced themselves for landing. It all happened in a big explosion and a spray of rock. The very tip of a mountain shattered into millions of tiny shards as one of the pods smashed into it. They hit solid earth, burrowing deep with the speed they had gathered while entering the atmosphere; although the gravity here was nothing among other planets they had been to. Dirt and debris rained down on the surrounding landscape as the movement stopped, the lights died. Smoke hissed up in swirling torrents from the crater and the wind blew it slowly away, clearing the air enough for them to see. The doors opened, one by one.
Sorry, I have to stop writing here. If you wish there to be more, please notify me and I will post the second chapter. But remember, no reviews, no story. Thank you! ^_^
Suisheu-Thomas