Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z or Dragonball GT. They belong to their appropriate owners.
Warnings: blood, violence, yaoi, lemon, strong language and more
Italics = machine voice
Everything is gone
by sol-chan
I
fate's cruel twist
6th May 784, 9:49:42 a.m.
South Capital
" ...A warhead check - performed and completed, A missile check - performed and completed, A missile control check - performed and completed; preparing for the count-down..."
" ...B missile check - performed and completed, B missile control check - performed and completed; preparing for the count-down..."
" ...C missile control check - performed and completed; preparing
for the count-down..."
" 9:50:00 ...A missile count-down beginning: one hundred to come...
ninety nine..."
6th May 784, 9:50:12 a.m.
West Capital
Capsule Corporation
"...ninety-eight..."
Trunks finished his breakfast by choking down a cup of tea in one gulp.
" ...ninety-seven..."
" Hot as hell... Never mind, I have to go." He said, standing up and taking his satchel from the floor.
" ...ninety-six... "
" Trunks !" Shouted Bulma.
" ...ninety-five..."
" What ?!" He asked stopping in the doorway.
" ...ninety-four..."
" Your sandwich." She said handing him a sandwich wrapped in white paper. He snatched it from her hand and stormed out through the front door.
" ...ninety-three..."
" At least he could thank me." She said, turning back to the sink. " But... what could I except from the son of the monkey-prince..."
" ...ninety-two..."
" Don't insult me, woman. You're the one that raised him like this." Said Vejita. He was sitting at the table with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting till his brats got fed and he could at least have his snack after the few hours of training he had already had earlier today.
" ...ninety-one..."
" Momma, I'm hungry !" Shouted four-years-old Bra coming into the kitchen and jumping onto her high chair letting her reach to the table.
" ...A missile count-down - ninety to come..."
" I think we have a solution to this. I've made your favorite omelet earlier, Bra-chan." Said Bulma.
" ...eighty-nine..."
" Thank you, momma !"
" ...eighty-eight..."
" At least Bra is more polite than you two. You should be ashamed of yourself, Vejita. Your little daughter could teach you some good manners."
" ...eighty-seven..."
" And I thought you were a prince..." She continued.
" ...eighty-six..."
" So what ?" He asked, frowning.
" ...eighty-five..."
" So... you're supposed to be a gentleman as well."
" ...eighty-four..."
" I'm a warrior, woman."
" ...eighty-three..."
" And this is an excuse for everything ?" She asked playing with a strand of her aqua hair.
" ...eighty-two..."
" If daddy is a pwince he should have a white hose..." Said Bra.
" ...eighty-one..."
" What ?" Asked Vejita raising one eyebrow slightly.
" ...A missile count-down - eighty to come..."
" She meant a horse..." Explained Bulma.
" ...seventy-nine..."
" So, I'm asking what the fuck it is."
" ...seventy-eight..."
" Don't use such words in front of the children." Said Bulma, repeating the same thing she said every other morning. " And..." She snapped and turned fully to them. " Vejita, you really don't know what a horse is ?"
" ...seventy-seven..."
" I wouldn't ask if I knew, baka." He said, frowning more.
" ...seventy-six..."
" That's weird, you know... I thought that should be obvious for someone who has lived here for a good twenty years... Oh, I forgot completely, you hardly ever come out of your beloved Gravity Room, so, of course, you can't know."
" ...seventy-five..."
" Fuck you, woman, I don't need you telling me this, you know. I was just asking and you should answer, but no, you have to use every opportunity to bitch some more."
" ...seventy-four..."
" Vejita, don't talk like that in front of..."
" ...seventy-three..."
" What does it mean `fuck` ?" Asked Bra innocently.
" ...seventy-two..."
Bulma scowled at Vejita then turned to her daughter with a sweet smile plastered on her face.
" ...seventy-one..."
" Here you are, Bra-chan. Your omelet is ready." She said, putting the plate in front of her daughter.
" ...A missile count-down - seventy to come..."
" What do you want to eat, Vejita ?" She asked sweetly, her eyes narrowing dangerously at the same time.
" ...sixty-nine..."
" You know, woman, you don't really have to ask. After twenty years of dealing with your ingenious cooking my stomach can stand everything." He said smirking.
" ...sixty-eight..."
" Baka..." She muttered under her breath taking the eggs out of the fridge and putting them into the cooking bot. " You should thank me as well for I even feed you at all since I don't have to do this !"
" ...sixty-seven..."
Vejita only frowned at that, but remained silent.
" ...sixty-six..."
" But momma... What does it mean `fuck` ? I wanna know !" Asked Bra while devouring her food.
" ...sixty-five..."
" You will tell her, Vejita ! If you think you can go out of this room and leave me with her asking this whole time, you're wrong !" Exploded Bulma.
" ...sixty-four..."
" No problem, woman." He said coolly.
" ...sixty-three..."
" It is when..."
" ...sixty-two..."
" Don't tell her, baka !"
" ...sixty-one..."
" She is too young to hear your explanation, I can only imagine what this could be..."
" ...A missile count-down - sixty to come..."
" You're weird, woman. You wanted me to tell her, now you don't want to. It isn't like if I didn't know that when I was her age and I turned out just fine."
" ...fifty-nine..."
" Just fine, uh ?" Said Bulma softly taking another huge omelet out of the cooking bot.
" ...fifty-eight..."
" Sorry, Vejita, but I don't want our children to turn out as `fine` as you."
" ...fifty-seven..."
" So, what does it mean ?" Asked Bra between bites.
" ...fifty-six..."
" I'm sorry, honey, but we can't tell you for a while. Ask later."
" ...fifty-five..."
" And, your father will try not to use this word in your presence anymore. This isn't a word to be spoken in front of a little girl." She said, putting his plate in front of him. " You will improve, won't you, Vejita ?"
" ...fifty-four..."
" No." He said before taking a huge bite.
" ...fifty-three..."
" Tastes like shit." He assumed but continued eating.
" ...fifty-two..."
" What does that mean, `shit` ?" Asked Bra.
" ...fifty-one..."
" Kami..." Whispered Bulma.
" ...A missile count-down - fifty to come... forty-nine..."
6th May 784, 9:55:12 a.m.
East Capital
Supermarket
" ...B missile count-down - fifty to come..."
Son family was slowly walking amongst the shelves. Chi-Chi, with a huge list of things to buy in her hand, then Gokou with a shopping cart, followed by Goten and Videl with Pan.
" ...forty-nine..."
" So, how much time have we left ?" Asked Chi-Chi throwing a bag of pasta into the cart with a long-time's practice.
" ...forty-eight..."
" From what Gohan said... I think he will come for us in an hour." Said Videl, looking at her watch.
" ...forty-seven..."
" Where did he go anyway ?" Asked Goten.
" ...forty-six..."
" I think he said he needed a book from the University's library." Answered Videl. " By the way, shouldn't you be at school now, Goten ?"
" ...forty-five..."
Goten laughed nervously.
" ...forty-four..."
" N... No... There is some kind of a festival or something today at school, but since I live so far away and stuff I... decided not to go."
" ...forty-three..."
" Only to go to the city anyway ?" Asked Videl.
" ...forty-two..."
" And what I'm supposed to do at home, alone ?"
" ...forty-one..."
" Don't forget that this is the last time I ever let you stay home instead of going to school, Goten, festival or not ! Today you slipped only because I was busy with getting everything, your father especially, ready for the trip to the city !"
" ...B missile count-down - forty to come..."
" That isn't going to repeat !" Screamed Chi-Chi making all people passing by look at them.
" ...thirty-nine..."
" Of course it isn't, mum, just don't scream, everyone's watching us." Said Goten softly.
" ...thirty-eight..."
" Uhm... Chi-Chi..." Said Gokou, looking pleadingly at his wife.
" ...thirty-seven..."
" Whatever it is, Gokou, I won't buy you this. I know that look !"
" ...thirty-six..."
" But... Chi-Chi... Please... You don't even know what I want..."
" ...thirty-five..."
" And I don't wish to know ! First you could earn some money before thinking about spending it !" Screamed Chi-Chi, again.
" ...thirty-four..."
" How am I even supposed to feed you all with your appetites, if no one is earning ! If it weren't for mine and Videl's fathers, you all would have died from hunger long time ago !" She continued furiously.
" ...thirty-three..."
" Chi-Chi..."
" ...thirty-two..."
" Not a chance !" She screamed taking the cart from him and going away.
" ...thirty-one..."
" I knew since the beginning I won't be able to shop normally with you all wandering around !" She said, before disappearing among the shelves.
" ...B missile count-down - thirty to come..."
" Daddy, you know what she's going to do... " Said Goten, silently coming closer to Gokou.
" ...twenty-nine..."
" She was just waiting for a purpose to leave us and now will buy something for herself, she always does this. Once me and Trunks spied on her." He continued.
" ...twenty-eight..."
" I know. " Said Gokou smiling. " Maybe we'll go and wait for her near the entrance ?"
" ...twenty-seven..."
" What else can we do ? But you shouldn't let her do this all the time. " Said Goten. " If I was you I would never let her."
" ...twenty-six..."
" Never say `never`, Goten, some things you will learn when you get married and then we'll talk about it... " Said Gokou, before going away in the direction of the entrance, followed closely by the rest.
" ...twenty-five..."
6th May 784, 9:57:42 a.m.
Satan City
" ...twenty-six... "
" Juuhachi ! Give me this !" Shouted Krillin, seeing his wife dragging a wardrobe towards their new house in Satan City.
" ...twenty-five... "
" It's good to finally be on our own, don't you think ?" He said, taking it from her.
" ...twenty-four... "
" Yeah. " She said coolly, turning back and going for another thing in the car.
" ...twenty-three... "
" However hard the removal is. " He said, smiling to himself.
" ...twenty-two... "
" Where to put it ?" He asked Marron staying there with a plan in her hands.
" ...twenty-one... "
" I think next to the door... I'm not really sure... You know, daddy, you have terrible handwriting, I can't read what is what on this plan." She said, pointing to the paper.
" ...C missile count-down - twenty to come..."
" Anyway, I'm putting it here. We can always carry it somewhere else." He said, putting the wardrobe down.
" ...nineteen... "
At the same moment Juuhachigou came in carrying a bookcase.
" ...eighteen... "
" When will the other things be here ?" She asked after putting it down.
" ...seventeen... "
" Mutenroshi and Ooron will bring them here, I think soon, I can feel them already in the city. " He said.
" ...sixteen... "
" There is one more bookcase left, I'll go for it." She said and turned to leave.
" ...fifteen... "
" No, stay. I'll go. What kind of man would I be if I'd let a woman carry the furniture." He said laughing.
" ...thirteen... "
" I don't find it funny." She said, but smiled a bit anyway.
" ...twelve... "
" Mum, could you tell me what's written here ? I can't read daddy's handwriting." Said Marron handing her the piece of paper.
" ...eleven... "
" You really think I can ?" Asked Juuhachi.
" ...C missile count-down - ten to come..."
6th May 784, 9:59:18 a.m.
West Capital
Capsule Corporation
" ...eight... "
Vejita came out of the major Capsule Corp. building and headed to the Gravity Room to continue with his training.
" ...seven... "
" Vejita !" Shouted Bulma from the kitchen before he closed the door behind him.
" ...six... "
" Come out earlier today ! I want to see you in the bedroom around eight !"
" ...A missile count-down - five to come... launching... launching performed and completed "
" Why ? Have something in mind, woman ?" He asked smirking.
" ...five... "
" You'll see." She said, passing him by on her way to her workshop.
" ...four... "
He smirked at that and went his way.
" ...three... "
He opened the door to the Gravity Room and came in, closing it behind him, silent sound of the moving sluice accompanying it.
" ...two... "
He approached the control panel, set the gravity to 300 G and was waiting at the machine to begin increasing it, glowing digits on the tiny screen showing its changes.
" ...one... "
The air around him got heavier and thicker, all muscles in his body tightening to keep him standing...
" ... 10:00:00... A missile count-down - zero... hitting the target..."
...suddenly, it all went away, the pressure of the air coming back to normal, the screen getting blank and dark along with the lights in the room...
" What the... ?!"
...in one second, the temperature increased ten-fold, the walls and the floor under his boots burning, his eyes widening as the ocean of fire filled the little windows...
...Ki's of his family disappearing in that ocean, in one moment...
...they were all dead...
...with that last thought preceded by his brain he was thrown away, the whole construction of the Gravity Room following, smashing onto him...
...there was a sudden light and as sudden darkness, his body seeming
distant, terrible pain in his left arm fading slowly...
...he could feel the blood, pouring from his lips, he could feel its
taste, he could smell that scent, he knew well from his past, light scent
of the burned human flesh, he could hear the silence and see the darkness,
his brain fighting for a conscious thought about what had happened... why...
how...
to no avail
...there was a piece of glass, laying just next to him, slowly getting
shaded...
6th May 784, 10:00:01 a.m.
East Capital
" Vejita ?" Gokou stopped suddenly, his brows setting together.
" What is it, father ?" Asked Goten watching him closely.
" I'll be right back." Said Gokou, taking two fingers to his forehead
and disappearing
6th May 784, 10:00:03 a.m.
South Capital
" A missile - success... target hit and destroyed..."
" ... 10:00:06... B missile count-down - zero... hitting the target..."
" B missile - success... target hit and destroyed..."
" ... 10:00:12... C missile count-down - zero... hitting the target..."
" C missile - success... target hit and destroyed..."
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