86 year old Bulma laid in the hospital. Vegeta and her children, Bra and Trunks, lay next to her with tears falling. Bulma was laying on her deathbed. She smiled at them lovingly.
The tender moment was interrupted by a knock. Everyone in the room turned to look at who had come. There, stood Chichi.
"Ah Chichi, you came" Bulma murmured. Chichi nodded as she walked in.
"You asked to see me Bulma?" Chichi asked. Bulma nodded.
"Yes. I have a favour to ask" She said.
"Yes?"
"In my lab, there is a pod. I've been experimenting with Saiyan genes and I've perfected it"
"What do you mean?" Trunks asked.
"I can alter the human DNA into that of a Saiyan" Bulma said.
"WHAT!" Vegeta growled. "You're messing with my race's DNA?"
"Calm down you big hothead" Bulma scowled. "Anyway, Chichi. There's only enough juice in it for one Alteration"
"What do you need me for?" Chichi asked.
"Chichi, when I created it, I originally planned to turn myself into a Saiyan. But after some thought, I realised this would be the perfect opportunity for you"
"Me?"
"Yes. I know Saiyans can only die by battle or diseases. Not old age. That's why Gohan, Goten, Trunks, Bra and Vegeta look 30. They've stopped ageing. They will be here when Goku comes back. We won't be. Krillin, Videl and Yamcha were lucky to have been gained immortality from Dende so they could protect earth. Tien and Chaotsu will live on. But you, Chichi, need to continue living. I know how much you love Goku and how much he loves you. You need this more then I do"
Chichi frowned and opened her mouth to protest when Bulma shook her head.
"Not to mention you're a Warrior Princess. You could help the others protect the world. You even look like a Saiyan female, according to Vegeta" Bulma said. Chichi looked at Vegeta who snorted and looked away. Chichi chuckled under her breath.
"Please Chichi and I ask that you come back and merge with me" Bulma said. They all looked at her in shock.
"Merge with you!" Trunks and Bra yelled. Bulma nodded.
"Accept me into your body. My soul will be inside you but I won't be" She said. Chichi hesitated. "Please Chichi. This is my dying wish" Bulma said. Chichi nodded slowly.
"Alright. I'll do this so you can live on" Chichi murmured. Bulma said her thanks.
"Trunks. You know how to work the pod. Take Chichi and perform it" Trunks nodded.
"Come on Mrs. Son" Trunks said as he walked out. Chichi followed, looking back at Bulma once more before continuing on.
Chichi looked around the lab. Trunks walked to one side of the room where a real high tech computer system stood. It was connected to a small pod in the centre of the room. Trunks played on it for a bit before nodding.
"Alright Mrs. Son. I need to take a sample of your blood" He said. Chichi nodded.
Trunks opened a draw and pulled out a needle. He walked to Chichi who had her arm ready. After Trunks took the blood sample, he walked back to the computer. He placed it in a tiny slot with a needle in the middle to enter the blood tube. There was also a tube of clear liquid which Chichi guessed was the Saiyan DNA. Trunks wrote some things into the computer and the door opened.
Chichi took that as her queue and entered the pod. Trunks made the door close before walking to the small window.
"Mrs. Son" Trunks started. Chichi looked up at him. "I…thank you…for doing this for my mom" Trunks said. Chichi smiled.
Trunks walked back to the computer and started the procedure. The blood and DNA drained from their tubes before a purplish gas ran through the tubes and into the pod. Chichi looked at it. She crossed her fingers. After a few minutes, she felt like millions of needles were stabbing into her skin pores. Chichi gasped out, inhaling large amounts of gas. She dropped and cried out as she writhed on the ground of the machine.
Trunks stared at the machine as it began to fill with purple gas.
"Well, everything sound like it's going we-" He was cut off by an ear piercing scream. He jumped and tried to shut off the machine but it wouldn't. Not until the process was finished.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Trunks cursed. Obviously, Vegeta rubbed off on him more then he'd like to admit. Finally, the screaming stopped after a few minutes as the process came to an end. Trunks opened the pod door and cautiously walked to the open door.
"Mrs. Son?" Trunks asked as he squinted his eyes, trying to see through the purple mist. "Chichi?" He called again. The mist cleared and a 28 year old looking Chichi lay upon the ground, having a seizure. Trunks ran to her and turned her head to the side to ensure that she didn't swallow her tongue or choke on any vomit she may produce. He waited in concern until her body finally calmed down. He went to pick her up when she screamed again followed by the sound of skin ripping. Trunks jumped away when he saw blood pooling on the ground under Chichi.
"What in the world?" He gently turned her on her side to find a limp, pink, monkey tail and understood that some skin gave way for the tail. He then flinched at the thought. He gently lifted her up and flew towards the hospital.
Trunks got there to find nothing had really changed. Bra was still sitting on the chair next to Bulma's bed and Vegeta was still standing against the wall next to her. They all turned to him.
"Has it been done?" Bulma asked. Trunks nodded.
"Yes, it has. She even has a tail" Trunks said and they all looked at the weak appendage that hung slack. He touched it and Chichi hissed in pain in her unconscious state.
"Don't touch it. Tails are the most sensitive part of a Saiyans' body. She has the tail of a newborn and its in it's fragile state. It will take a while for her nervous system to connect to the tail and it will be painful being as she was human before. The tail defines how strong the warrior is. If she loses it, it decreases her power exponentially. If she keeps it, she may be as strong as Trunks…if she's lucky" Vegeta finished with a smirk.
"Sorry mom but you'll have to wait until Chichi get's better. She's not up to merging with you yet" Trunks said. Bulma only smiled at him weakly.
"It's alright Trunks. I wasn't planning on merging with her in the first place" Bulma said.
Bra looked at her, confused. "What? But you said-"
"I know but I only said that to get Chichi to agree to it and have it done" Bulma said. "I knew she'd lose consciousness and that I would pass soon. I was right and I feel my life slipping as it is" She said. Bra burst into tears as Trunks' eyes filled with tears. Vegeta merely frowned.
"I love you guys and I'll watch over you in heaven. Vegeta, promise me you will help train Chichi" Bulma said.
Vegeta growled. "Woman-"
"Promise me" Bulma pushed, voice firm. "Trunks, you two. Gohan has to run the city in Hercules's place and has his family to think about and Goten's just too brash to train her" She said. Trunks nodded but Vegeta only continued to scowl.
"Vegeta, it's your responsibility as the Prince of those few remaining Saiyans to make sure they are in top shape. That now includes Chichi and you-"
"Alright woman, I get it!" Vegeta yelled. "I'll help the harpy with her damn training. You happy?" He asked. Bulma gave him a loving smile.
"Thank you Vegeta. Also, tell Chichi I'm sorry for tricking her like that and that it was for the best and that the warrior Chichi is at heart now has a chance to be reborn which I'm sure the Saiyan DNA will draw out. I want her to have the second chance she deserves and the one I wanted" Bulma said. They nodded and she closed her eyes and smiled before the heart monitor gave consistent whine, declaring that her heart stopped and that she had passed.
Bra broke into sobs while Trunks silently cried. Vegeta turned away, shoulders slumped slightly but otherwise gave no other outward response to her death.
"Come along Trunks. We need to take the harpy back to the house and I need to get back to my training" Vegeta muttered. Trunks nodded but kissed his mothers' forehead once more before they walked out and headed back to Capsule Corp.