YAY for new Beta'd Chapter Thank you again Kazumi-chan! Sorry guys please excuse the renovations I'm a severe dork and erased a chapter so there will always be a chapter missing until I fix it all which will take a little bit. Kazumi-chan is being wonderul and helping me. I'm glad everyone is enjoying the story updates will come here and there sporadically but I promise not to leave you hanging for a month w/out any word OR a permanent Hiatus which sucks...anyhoo..YAY!
-Sev-chan-
Bardock Resurrection: Chapter 2
Liz found out why Bardock had been transferred so soon. All of his charts indicated, despite his coma and severe injuries upon arrival, he was almost completely healed. The doctors examining his case were severely dumbfounded. Bardock, as Liz had seen, had the levels four times that of a normal human; meaning he healed about four times faster. Liz reviewed his chart and remembered what he said about being a different species. Surely the tails was a dead give away, as well as his god like healing ability, and not to mention his tests and his obvious strength.
It irked her to no end. Who was this man, and what was he?
The day had gone fairly well after his temper tantrum that morning, and she was told he would be discharged the next evening. That was a relief, but also a tad bit of a disappointment. Liz still didn't know who he was. He had calmed down slightly and was eerily quiet, watching anyone and everyone. Liz was the only one who came into his room for the rest of the day. She had to sweet talk him into allowing another nurse to come in after she left. That was the only thing they had argued about. He did not want to associate himself with another nurse when she was already familiar with him. She simply told him to stop being a brat and a diva, and that just because he was rarity he was not going to be treated any differently than any other patient. She explained that her shift ended as it had the day before and she would be in again the next morning. However, between the end of her shift and the start of her next, there would be another nurse over seeing his care. Liz was curious about him, but there was no way in hell she was pulling a double shift for his arrogant ass.
As she took her break she noticed in the lounge a science magazine called Popular Mechanics, it had a few articles on space travel according to cover. She quirked an eyebrow and shrugged. He had asked her that weird question about space travel, it was worth a shot and maybe she could bribe him with it and get him to take his afternoon meds. She snatched it up, sticking it in her front scrub pocket, and went to finish her file notes on a few patients who had been discharged when Anna walked up to her with a sickeningly sweet smile.
Anna was a short, rather stout, red haired woman of forty with a direct Irish background that was reflected in her moods vividly. At the moment, her green eyes were sparking with mischief and Liz was feeling a bit unsettled. Her supervisor grabbed her shoulders, having to reach because Liz was a little above average height at five foot eight and Anna was short.
"Liz, my darling, how are you?" Anna asked.
"What do you want Anna?" Liz asked with a smile.
"Well, since you asked, I need you to do me another favor with your favorite patient since you're so closely acquainted and all." Anna said making Liz snort in amusement.
"What?" Liz asked, trying to concentrate momentarily on her mental conversion chart for Mr. Johansson's medications for her files.
"We hardly know anything about Mr. Bardock like where he came from, who his family is, and so forth. We did a background check, ran dental and finger print records, and nothing. We have no social security, no address, nothing. His DNA is also off the charts so we have even bothered cross referencing that knowing it would be a giant waste of time."
"So you want me to talk to him about possible family and where he's from? I have to tell you Anna, he's been talking about space travel and different species. I think he's delusional, maybe we should send him to psyche?" Liz suggested, not really wanting to do the hospital's dirty work.
"That may be, but we have no probable cause to send him since you've gotten him to calm down, not to mention, despite his anomalies, we want him out of here at the earliest opportunities. He's a danger to our staff, our patients, not to mention you. Plus Mr. Johansson has been getting lonely; I've had to sacrifice the work of one of my best nurses for Mr. Bardock."
"Anna, if you smile anymore your teeth are going to crack." Liz teased.
So Liz found herself once again in the belly of the beast so to speak. She found Bardock sitting Indian style on the bed, staring quizzically at the remote that operated the T.V, bed, and nurse call. She giggled slightly, rapping on the door.
"What is this device?" He asked holding it up.
She had to admit seeing him confused and befuddled made him look quite less threatening.
"It's a remote for the television and bed mainly with a nurse's call. It turns the power on the television and also controls sound and volume. Then it controls the bed cranks the head rest or foot rest up or down, and then the nurse's call lets us know you need something kind of like an intercom system or radio." She explained coming in.
Bardock's dark eyes rested on her, giving her and exasperated look, "Your technology is pathetic."
"I don't care. Personally, I hate technology, it's useless and if you ask me we're all going to become so dependent on it we will not know our butts from our own heads." She said with a smile and shrug of her shoulders.
"Yet you use it in your profession and no doubt in your day to day living." He challenged monotone.
"Right. One has to survive, but I don't go for anything extravagant like super flat screen TV's and little house servant robots." She mused and he blinked, scowling. She knew he had no idea what she was talking about
"That reminds me; I saw this and thought of you and one of the questions you asked earlier." Liz said nonchalant and pulled out the Popular Science magazine
He caught it as she tossed it at him and looked over it casually. "It has information about space travel? Where did you get this?" He asked.
"I found it in the lounge. It's just a magazine a company makes with all kinds of information on science and technology, consider it a peace offering." She said teasingly.
He ignored her, quickly flipping through the articles while Liz sat and watched as he seemed to absorb all of the information on each page in mere seconds. A minute went by and he threw the magazine on the bed.
"Nothing I can use, but interesting none the less." He said, now bored again.
She picked up the magazine and glanced at its opening and article with an interesting picture of a young man maybe a few years younger than herself. Strangely she was reminded of Bardock, albeit a foot less of height and his hair was shorter spiked in a more human style, but it was the eyes he had a softer version of the fierce ebony brows and his eyes were blue.
"Hmm... this man right here kind of looks a bit like you Bardock." Liz said folding back the pages and letting him see.
"There are some similarities I suppose." He said curiously.
"His name is Vegeta Jr. and he is the vice president of Capsule Corporation. I think they make some of our technology and ah-!"
Liz froze as he grabbed her wrist yanking her forwards. She literally slammed into his shoulder. She stumbled halfway onto the bed and finally took a deep breath, realizing he wasn't going to hurt her. Bardock was intently staring at the article in surprise, and shock it seemed. Liz took another shaky breath.
"Bardock are you all right?" she asked softly.
He blinked once, twice, and a third time before he realized what he had done by grabbing her. However he did not let her go, instead he pulled the magazine from her hand and snatched her other wrist. Liz took a sharp breath squealing in fright as he stood from the bed with her.
"You will take me there." He said.
Liz was afraid now he was going to hold her hostage again, wasn't he?
"Take you where?" she squeaked.
"To that capsule corporation, I need to go there." He demanded.
"O-okay. When you get out of the hospital you can go there, but I can't…"
"You will." He said, his low voice more of a purr; not quite a growl.
Liz gulped, glancing at the door helplessly, and he chuckled. "You're finally afraid of me female?"
"Y-yes, I'm scared that'll you will hurt me." She admitted.
"Well they cannot help you. If anything, you are better off with me, and I can make a bargain that I will not harm you so as long as you assist me." He said.
"You're insane you need help. You're just confused and…"
"I am not INSANE." He barked sharply.
"Why should I believe that? How can I believe anything you've said? You've acted nothing but insane since the first time you woke up here."
"According to your customs maybe, but to mine. I have been demure and quite polite." Bardock mused with a smirk.
"Who are you?" She snapped, suddenly feeling her spine come back.
Bardock smirked down at her. She was still trembling and he could feel the quickened pulse through her slim wrists. Not to mention her chest was heaving quite erratically, and if he didn't know better she was fighting off crying. However he wasn't going to harm her, he needed her and she had gotten herself into this mess by her own doing. He had woken up with his tail wrapped around her arm and it didn't take a genius to figure out she had been too curious for her own good. Looking into those strange colored, light eyes of hers though, he'd never quite seen a species with that color before; he liked the look of her audacity despite her obvious failures at strength and mentality. She was adept in consciences, witty, and persevering. It was hard to shake her up and that was a good thing if she had any ability as a warrior. He could have easily found another like her, but he favored this one and not another one that would cower down at his every move, pathetic race.
"Are you that curious now?" He asked playfully his tail flicking.
"Dammit, don't play with me!" Liz said, which turned into a shriek of surprise as his tail wound its way around her waist, under her scrub smock, and tickled her lower stomach.
She flushed in anger, pulling desperately on his grasp on her wrists. This was amusing.
"What is the matter female you were quite curious before about my tail?"
Liz was mortified. She immediately took back ever teasing him – EVER! Not to mention that stupid tail tickled horribly and he was being a pervert!
"Stop it please." She begged.
Bardock obliged her removing his tail from her waist and she took a few shaky breaths as he chuckled. "You were so intent on fondling it before."
"I get it, I learned my lesson." She whispered.
"I believe you have. Now sit down and I will tell you who I really am since you want to know so badly female."
He practically tossed her on the bed and she sat mortified. He was playing with her because she had been so snarky to him, she knew. There was something different about him and she didn't think he was crazy anymore, at least not mentally so to be locked up.
"I am not of your race, as I recently told you. I am a Saiya-jin and I am alien to this world. I know not how I came in being here, or what reason exactly I am here. All I know is that my race is extinct for the most part and I am undoubtedly alone, save for maybe a small number of my kind according to that image in your text file." He said.
"So you have no family then?" she asked.
"I can't believe they would be alive. I had two sons. Raditz, who was barely and adolescent but he probably perished with my world, and Kakarot was supposedly sent here. Why there is a child that looks like my King and our Prince I am quite curious to know, and if Frieza is still out there to plague us." He said going deep into thought.
"Who is Frieza?" she asked.
"Let me explain."
So he did in the next hour about what he wanted her to know about his past. She turned pale at the description of space pirates and world plunderers. He told her that he had at one time been employed by a tyrant like alien who was bent on conquering the universe only for greed and profit. However, his race had become a threat in power and number so Frieza had eradicated them and their planet.
Liz felt dizzy at all the information and didn't know really if he was quoting from a sci-fi novel because it sure sounded like it, but from the displays of his strength and his weird tail what else was she supposed to believe? That and the fact he was set on meeting this vice president of Capsule Corporation that supposedly looked like his race's leader. He had implied it was her own fault for getting involved with him and she deducted it really was. That old saying "Curiosity killed the cat" has a strong sense of irony to it in more ways than one with this man.
"So now do you understand?"
"I, yeah… I suppose. I mean it explains a few things it's just a lot to take in." She admitted.
"No doubt for your mental capacity." He said
She scowled at him "If you want my help you had better stop insulting me. It's not going to want me to help you."
"Do not be so trifling female; you may reap benefit from this if you cooperate." He said.
"How so?" Liz asked afraid, but also curious.
"I cannot give you an exact description. I'll leave that to you and I am not giving you a choice, you will help me." Bardock snapped.
"Fine. I'll try." She grumbled.
"When do I leave this hell hole?" he asked.
"Tomorrow evening at the end of my shift you'll be discharged."
"Very well then, I will accompany you to your dwelling." He stated matter of factly.
"Y-you can't do that!" She said.
"I can and I will."
"There are so many reasons why you can't!"
"None of them matter, no matter how urgent you may think they are."
"I could lose my job! They'll think, assume, that we were involved and well… I hardly know you…"
"They will insinuate copulation?" He asked.
Liz's mouth went dry as she blushed, making him chuckle. "This race has nothing better to do than insinuate meaningless forms of gossip, I suppose. What if we were? A male has a tendency to bed a female when and if he chooses to."
"Because in my race, certain levels of jobs require you be professional and withdrawn with matters such as that at all times. I work closely with people, see personal things, and touch them. They'll think I'm a lecher or something." She snapped.
"You might be, after all I did wake up with you practically on top of me." He said.
She shut her mouth with a click and dug her knuckles into the bed sheets. "B-besides! That place is in another country. I don't have a passport and neither do you and we can't simply traipse where we please. Not to mention money…"
"You will find a way."
"Yes, I will pull a damn miracle out of my ass!" She retorted sharply.
And so Liz was charged with pulling a miracle out of her ass because for once in her life she was scared and unsure. She was so usually organized and down to earth, she hardly feared people. That was before her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she had Bardock the Saiya-jin dropped into her lap. If anything, her life was going to get a bit more interesting more so then before.