After I had told mom the news she hadn't taken long to contact the rest of the gang. Dad still sat staring at the screen and I knew that something was off about him but I didn't question him anymore. This entire time he thought we were alone and now there was proof that we weren't.
Currently I watched as my mother tried to talk to him about something and realized that my brother wasn't here. I searched for his Ki and realized he wasn't in the house. What gives? I wondered as I looked at mom who had bent down to kiss dad on the lips. Gross. I turned around and headed toward the living room.
I could sense in coming Ki's but none of them belonged to Trunks. Quickly I gathered that he had to be either in his or Lara's apartment. Dad is going to flip if he's not here. I tried calling but he didn't answer. So I decided it would be easier if I just got him.
I first stopped by his apartment. Opening the door I walked into the darkened apartment, I couldn't feel any Ki's. Yeah, he wasn't here. I looked around noticing that Trunks new creations. Trunks painted, and he was good too. According to mom he started painting when he turned thirteen, after accompanying her to an art exhibit funded by capsule corp.
He painted as a hobby though, since he was actually the VP of Capsule Corp. All I knew is that he only showed his art to mom and Lara, and there were very few paintings he'd show me. Part of me knew that he thought dad might react negatively to having a son that painted. And it just seemed something we didn't discuss because of Trunks pleas.
I didn't know that he had so many paintings though, I thought as I walked around. Staring at his creations. Most of them were abstract and had a pop art feel to them but lately it seemed he'd been painting Lara, a lot.
There were images of her in forests, lying in a bed, smiling, frowning, so many that I couldn't believe he'd had the time to do all this.
After staring at a painting filled with bright blue colors I remembered that I was looking for Trunks and took off to Lara's apartment, conveniently it wasn't too far.
When I got there I could feel his Ki and Lara's Ki fluctuating at a very high frequency and immediately realized what they were doing. Ugh, can't they go a night without doing that? I remembered the various times I had walked in on them before I learned to read Ki properly.
Trunks had met Lara when he attended a fashion show after party during a business trip to Paris. She was a Dutch model, with long blonde hair, ridiculously tall, and thin, the only thing different about her was that she had huge breasts. She had been all over the fashion news, one of the first models without A cup breasts.
According to Lara, whom I had become rather close to, Trunks had tried seducing her, of which Lara ignored. Turns out Lara was modeling to pay off Law School for her younger brother, she had graduated as an architect but had trouble finding a job at the time, turning to modeling as a backup. Of course my brother thought of her rejection as a game. Finally after weeks of pursuing her he got her to accept a date.
Four years had passed and they were still together. Which was saying something; since previously my brother had gained the title of Playboy. And he'd dated more women than I can count.
I knocked on the door and waited. Finally my brother opened the door wearing his boxers and an annoyed look on his face.
"What are you doing here Bra, I'm kinda busy."
"I finally got the machine to work and managed to get into the cameras of the spacecraft. Everyone is meeting at capsule corp. I'll see you there." I said and turned around before he started asking questions.
When I got back to Capsule Corp I noticed that everyone was in the lab, most of them just watching the screen, while others whispered to each othe. There was Krillin and Android 18 with Marron and her boyfriend. They talked to Yamcha and Master Roshi. Tien and Piccolo stood close by with arms crossed watching the screen. Gohan, and Videl stood with Chi Chi, Pan, Goten, and Uub also talking about something.
Dad still sat in the same position and Mom was talking to Goku off to a side.
"What does this mean Bulma?" I heard Goku ask as I approached.
"I don't know, neither does Vegeta, he says that he doesn't understand how anyone else would survive."
"Do we know why they are headed here?"
"No. They don't seem to have any information on their ship about their reason to come to earth. And I also can't get the microphones to work so I don't know what they are saying."
"How long now mom?" I asked.
"Five hours hun," she said as she looked at me, "where's your brother?" she asked looking around.
Before I could answer Trunks entered the Lab with Lara behind him. She was wearing a Tee and leggings and had pulled her hair into a ponytail, while he wore similar attire. Trunks had told Lara the secret (that he was the son of an alien prince) only a couple of months ago, and I'm pretty sure it was because he plans to propose any time soon.
He walked over to the screen and I saw his eyes grow wide. Lara walked silently and stood next to me kissing my mother on the cheek.
"What's going on?" she asked looking at the screen in wonder.
"Bra got the machine to work, turns out there are more Saiyans out there." My mother answered.
"Do you know what they want?" Trunks asked.
"No idea," my mother stated. Suddenly my father stood, causing everyone to grow quiet.
"Years ago I decided that I was going to protect this planet from any alien invasion. Now, the fact that the ship headed to earth and arriving in only a couple of hours is filled with Saiyans will not change my mind. I am willing to protect this planet from any invasion even if they are my own people." Dad glanced at Goku, and I saw an exchange between them. "That is why, I want to meet the Saiyans as they arrive."
"Why don't we watch them first? See what they want?" asked Gohan off to a side.
"No. I agree with Vegeta. The sooner we figure out what they want the better," Goku spoke.
"There could be a possibility that these Saiyans are here for me." Father said.
"Why?" I asked now.
"I am their true ruler. They could be coming to seek guidance from me, or possibly to kill me. I know that my father wasn't a very popular man; maybe they seek to kill off his offspring."
"If that is the case than they'd look for your brother too." Mother thought out loud, and dad only nodded.
"Well no one is dying." Goku spoke determined. "Whatever these Saiyans want I won't let them kill you Vegeta."
"I don't need your help Kakarot!" My father retorted, and mom walked over to him grabbing on to his arm.
"Alright so it's decided, we will meet them head on when they arrive and find out what they want." Mother said.
"We, is a lot of people woman. You will not be there."
"What do you mean? I want to be there Vegeta."
"I said, no."
I turned around to look at everyone there; everyone was already heading out of the lab knowing that my parents were about to have a fight. I giggled as I thought of how often this happened. My parents were so cute sometimes.
Later that day…
My father hadn't let my mother and I stand with them. So we stood a couple of yards away behind a huge boulder with Lara, Videl, and Marron watching as the ship descended.
So my father stood up front with Goku, Piccolo, and Gohan. Yamcha, Tien, Krillin, Android 18, Trunks and Goten stood behind him. Everyone was tense, but they had guarded their Ki's so that the oncoming warriors didn't know what their power levels were.
I watched as the ship landed and the doors opened, and then as five warriors walked out. The man who we had watched drinking alone was in the front. He was tall and his hair was short and spikey, typical Saiyan. I watched as everyone just stared at one another for what seemed like a couple of minutes.
Finally the one in front spoke, "We come from a Planet called AT-40 in the 17th universe. We are survivors from Planet Vegeta." I watched him look at the warriors and then look at my father. "My Lord King Vegeta," he said and sank to one knee putting his face down. "We are here to serve you." the Saiyans behind him also sank down to a knee.
There was a very long pause of which I knew my father communicated telepathically with Goku. Then my father approached them.
"You may stand," I heard him command. "Tell me your name and how you came to know where I was."
"My name is Barillious my king, and we received knowledge of your existence when we encountered your brother Tarble."
"Tarble gave you the information?" he seemed surprised.
"Yes sir," he said, "your brother gave us knowledge of your whereabouts."
"How is it that you aren't dead?"
"Before Planet Vegeta was destroyed my father, Bardo a close friend of the queen your mother, came to the knowledge of the planet's destruction. He sought to help people off the planet before it's destruction. Unfortunately he only managed to save 400,000 Saiyans before the planet was destroyed."
"So you are saying that there are 400,000 Saiyans?"
"Well 400,000 Saiyans survived from planet Vegeta's destruction but at the moment we have around 430,000 Saiyans."
"And all of them are located in AT-40 in the 17th universe?" my father asked astonished.
"Yes sir," he said lightly. "My King before you continue the questions, we have someone on board that would like to speak to you."
"Who is it?"
"Just let me," he said bowing before heading inside. After a couple of minutes he walked out again this time holding a woman's hand.
From where I stood I could tell she was beautiful. Her hair was long and fell past her waist it was now greying but still very black, and she wore the softest burgundy dress that fell to the floor and made her look like she was walking on water. The woman screamed royalty and when she stood in front of my father I realized who she was.
"Mother," he whispered but I could hear it from where I was.
"Vegeta."
