Disclaimer: Hopefully, a not so typical story about Bulma and Vegita. The disclaimer -just in case it is.
Hate
By Zukone
Prologue: Beginnings
Clouds formed a dark obscure funnel upwards into the sky, increasing in turbulence. Thunder and lightning streaked the sky in a dangerous dance. In the center, and small in comparison, stood a drooping form. The tumultuous wind died down to a lull right before the eye of the storm opened up and a dark river spiraled from the ground to the heavens. Two yellow slits opened from the head and peered down. Shenlong, the ancient dragon had been summoned.
The serpentine figure continued with the same script of old and asked what wish was desired. The other seemed familiar with the proceedings but was hesitant. Slowly lifting his head, he straightened his slouched figure. Reservation began to fade and the person set his visage determined to finish the task at hand. In an instant the words he rehearsed flew out of his mouth, and his wish -his evil wish- was spoken.
The bridge was occupied by several people, each focused on a performing their charges and muttering whatever communications needed. A Bipedal being stood erect, legs hip width apart at the center of all the muted commotion. The slender form wore a singular dark body suite covering all the way up midway on the neck. The slick bright blue hair only barely passed over the clothing at the neck.
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"First, when will we be in range to hail Telarpia?" she addressed a subordinate.
"We're already in range. Just have to set up the com link. That should take just a moment Captain Briefs."
"Hmm" she muttered to herself. Bulma, almost indifferent, spread her arms out and two aides snapped on an additional garment, a vest of sorts.
"We're all ready" First announced. "Shall I hail them?"
Bulma nodded. "Feed them our intentions vid. Inform me of any hostile replies."
"Sending message." First uttered in the background. She then turned to another subordinate without saying a word.
"Just 1 hour till we can land and…"
"Captain, A Saiyan ship is 5 hours away and it seems to be headed this way."
Bulma turned sharply. "How?"
"I don't know. They kinda snuck up on us."
"We need to speed up the mission. I'll take the pod. There's no way I'll let him take this planet!"
Bulma rushed out of the bridge, heels clacking hard at the metal flooring. When she reached her destination she slammed down on the hatch. She leaped into the pod and yanked at the lever that sealed her off. The rounded pod fell off the ship and drifted backwards. Bulma worked quickly to set the vessel's coordinates. The pod shot out wings and transformed to a sleek lined machine. A blast of fuel powered the now mini-ship away from the large craft and towards Telarpia.
Author's notes: the only thing I am unsure about is what category to put this in. As the story moves on, feel free to give me some ideas as to which category to put it in. Plus, thank you to all the readers and reviewers of my "Three Points, Three Years" story.
Big Phat Dragon Ball Z, another story, is on hold.
