The Secrets Out!
Vegeta stopped immediately as he crouched over me, his full weight crushing my body beneath him. He stared at me in shock, completely silent. I took the opportunity to place a foot on his chest and I kicked him off me. He fell several metres away on his back. I expected him to fly at me in rage. However, he stayed down quietly. I was terrified. It was more frightening than him attacking me. I expected that, but he just stayed down. It was not like him at all.
I scrambled to my feet still in shock. My clothing was torn and barely hanging on in some places. I walked slowly toward him keeping a close eye on him. I was going to be ready for any move he made. I noticed that he was watching me, as closely I was him. I stood above him and looked down at him. I finally reached out to give him a hand politely.
"How can you offer me help?" He asked me quietly as he helped himself up. I stepped away to give him room. I was shocked by his question. He looked at me curiously and confused. " After what I did. I don't deserve your help," he finished. He looked at me ashamed. I was silent. I couldn't move or speak.
Slowly he walked around me in a circle, almost inspecting me. " How can you be my daughter?" He asked me curiously and somewhat angrily. I looked at the ground silently. I had let out my secret. This was terrible. My mission was now beyond repair. How could I continue with him watching me all the time? Why did I have to open my big fat mouth? Surely I could have perhaps put up more of a fight.
But who was I kidding, I couldn't, I was exhausted from my training. He had me pinned and he was going to- well I didn't want to think about how far he would have gone. No matter, I shouldn't have told him. It is too dangerous for him to know. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes over what had just occurred. Do I tell my father in my own time? What would that help though? I was starting to shake, my father had almost raped me.
"I shouldn't have said anything," I told him angrily. I wasn't really angry with him, I was angrier with myself. Everything was falling apart and I hadn't even come face to face with Cell yet. I was doomed now. Trunks, Goku, and my father were going to die. I formed fists with my hands as I launched a mental assault on myself. I would never forgive myself if I failed. I let the tears go as I began to think about my life alone. No one, but Chi Chi would be left. I would have no family. I would be totally and utterly alone.
"How is it possible?" He asked me angrily after sensing my own anger, and wanting to change the subject immediately. He must have seen that I was upset. He probably thought that it because of him. I looked back to his face and for the first time since I had arrived in this timeline, he looked like my father. He looked sad for me and concerned for my well being. I realised suddenly that it was indeed me who softened him. Having a daughter must have softened his tough exterior. I felt like I could confide in this Vegeta now. Well, maybe not confide, but perhaps I could talk to him. That seemed reasonable. He looked at me, pushing his question further.
" I am from the future," I started. He was obviously shocked, so I decided to continue. But how much do I tell this man? This man who could stop me completely. " I came here in a time-travelling ship built by my mother," I continued. He seemed to almost smile when I mentioned this. He could tell that Bulma was my mother. Maybe he cared for her now as well. However he made no move to save her or Trunks earlier. Did he sense that I was there? Did he know someone would help, and if no one did would he have stepped in before it was too late?
" I see now, how it is that you are so strong," he interrupted. I looked at him and smiled weakly. I was still in shock from earlier. I was nervous. And the change; he was actually being kind now.
" I learnt from the best," I answered his comment nervously. " You taught me everything I know. You and Trunks," I told him proudly. Vegeta was taken by surprise with that last comment, as he seemed startled.
"Trunks is strong too?" Vegeta asked curiously. Trunks was only a baby now, Vegeta wanted to know how strong his son would become. I understood why he would ask. Maybe the purple hair had him question his son's strength. I had to smile at that.
" He was very strong," I told him. I gasped and held my mouth tightly with my hand. I realised my mistake immediately as Vegeta's expression changed.
"Was?" Vegeta asked surprised. I fell silent. I felt safer when I was silent. I wouldn't answer him. Vegeta stepped forward suddenly and grabbed my shoulders to shake me to attention, but he let go as soon as his hands touched me. He was ashamed of what he had done previously. " What do you mean? Tell me!" He pushed further, while keeping his distance.
" I can't say," I shook my head. I turned away. I could not look at him. My father always had a way of getting the truth. He materialised in front of me. His eyes pleaded for the truth. It surprised me that he even cared about Trunks in this time.
" What about me?" He asked changing the subject to make me a little more comfortable. Tears were forming in my eyes again. I could confide in him, couldn't I? I needed to. It had been so long since I could talk to those I loved. I needed this. I looked up at him sadly. His expression changed when he saw my face.
" Trunk is very sick," I sniffed as I told him. Vegeta was surprised. His eyes were questioning. " You are sick too," I told him sadly.
" The rest?" He asked further. He was curious however, not concerned. I sighed as the tears began to roll down my cheeks.
" Gohan is dead, the Z fighters are all dead too," I told him. I kept Goten secret; I couldn't let everything away. Vegeta was shocked by all of this.
" What, what about Bulma?" Vegeta stumbled out. It was almost as if he had just realised that he cared. I began to weep more at the mention of my mother.
"She died many years ago. It was an accident," I cried. Vegeta looked at the ground somewhat disturbed by this news. I watched him sadly. " And with the dragon balls now inert, we can't wish anyone back. It's horrible. Even I saw people resurrected in my time, and to now have to live with a loved one's loss, it's so much more tragic".
"Why did you come?" Vegeta to the point quickly as he tried to push this information to the back of his mind. He didn't like to be seen as vulnerable. I looked at him in shock. What was I going to say? I couldn't tell him. He would get in the way when the time came.
" I can't say why. I can't tell you my plan, but I have to become strong to save you in my time. That is all I can say," I rambled out frantically. I waited for him to question me further.
" Save me?" Vegeta asked. I nodded. He was looking at me carefully, measuring me up.
"You look like her," He drifted away from the subject. He sensed that I did not want to talk about it. I started to cry as I wiped furiously at the tears. This was him. This was my father talking now.
" You always say that. I never realised whether or not you were telling the truth to make me feel better. But seeing her now, I know now that it is true. I do look like her, almost like a twin," I spoke freely. He nodded in agreement. " I don't remember much about her, I do remember that she was very beautiful and extremely smart. I also remember that she was the boss. Even you answered to her," I told him.
" I was quite young when she passed. You started to train me after she died. You were teaching me to protect myself against accidents, so I would be safe. You wanted to make sure that the same thing wouldn't happen again. That is why I am so strong. I can protect myself and then some," I laughed at the last part. I was trying to cheer both of us up. He laughed slightly as he looked at me. He almost looked proud. I was glad to see that look in his eye again.
" I am strong now, I know, but it is not enough," I broke the happy scene. He looked at me curiously. " It is very important that I become a lot stronger than I am now," I continued. He looked at me carefully.
" You are strong, if you were any stronger, then you would be stronger than everyone on this planet," Vegeta laughed at the last part. I looked at him seriously. He stopped laughing when he noticed that I was quiet. " What? You mean to tell me that you want to be stronger than me?" Vegeta asked seriously. I nodded silently. " You want be strongest on this planet? If that were to be true, we could just send you out to kill Cell," Vegeta said sarcastically. I looked up at the mention of Cell.
It would be a lot easier if it was just Cell and I. No one in the way. No one would know what had happened. When Cell just disappears with no witnesses, it will look like I have defeated him, not saved him. " That's not possible," Vegeta broke my thoughts. " You will not get that strong," Vegeta told me as if I was a child.
" Yes I will!" I yelled at him angrily. He was startled somewhat but not phased. " I must get stronger, in order to help you!" I yelled at him getting upset again. He looked at me shocked. It was almost as if he had forgotten that I had come to save him. " So why don't you help me!" I yelled at him. He looked at me seriously.
" How can I help you?" He asked me as if I was stupid.
"Train me," I put it simply. He looked at me again in the same manner as before. He thought I was crazy. " In my time, your were my teacher and you were good, I need that now," I continued.
"How was I good teacher?" Vegeta asked as if he couldn't believe it himself.
" You pushed me. You pushed me past my limits, far beyond them. I need that push now, I need the motivation," I finished exhausted. He looked at me again, but seriously. He was interested in my suggestion, but that scared me more than it pleased me.
" Very well, I will help you," Vegeta told me simply and calmly. I looked up at him and smiled. I was thankful for this.
"Thank you, Vegeta," I said quietly. " I am a Super Saiyan, as you know, but I need to get beyond it," I told him strongly. I knew that he had reached the next level, or be it in between. However, I had to reach Super Saiyan 2. I had to be as strong as Gohan just to defeat Cell. I had to be stronger than Gohan to get passed him though.
" Shall we begin, daughter?" Vegeta said mockingly. I nodded.
" We shall, father," I smirked.
Some time later
I collapsed in an exhausted heap on the ground. I had been spending the last few hours alone training, so I could hide my true power from Vegeta. As he had achieved his level above, he mocked me at my "weakness" of Super Saiyan. Of course he knew he was slow, but he was faster than I was. I had become very strong and I had in fact reached the level of Super Saiyan 2, I was only able to hold it for a second. I didn't yet have the true motivation I needed. I knew that when I had Cell in my sight and Gohan ready to kill him, that my powers would hold. I was counting on it. Vegeta had made it no further.
" Hurry!" Vegeta yelled to me. I stopped and turned to see him standing near the entrance. I was confused.
" What?!" I yelled back curiously. I started to walk toward him.
"Hurry, there are a few seconds!" He yelled. I ran toward him worried about what he meant. Then it hit me, our time was up. Oh my god, we will be trapped in here forever, and I won't be born. I sped as fast as I could toward the entrance, he had the door open, but he had to wait for me.
I grabbed his hand as he threw himself out and pulled me with him. We were safe, but just barely. We lay on the floor on top of each other as everyone gathered around us.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled as she saw the position that we were in. I quickly stood up and stepped away embarrassed. Vegeta stood up slowly and dusted himself off.
" I'm sorry, Bulma, it was nothing," I told her simply. She didn't seem to care however as she threw her arms around Vegeta. I smiled happily to see them together. Vegeta watched me as I smiled. He even seemed to smile a little too. It was great to see them together again. I had missed it.
A few days later
All of us were flying toward Cell's platform. I had been waiting for this day for a very long time. We all landed and stared as Cell was standing proudly in the centre of his arena. This would be a day that I would never forget.
