Chapter7
It seemed like hours had passed since Zedd walked into the cell, and pulled out a chair. Just sitting there without a word, picking at his white nails, and occasionally twirling a slim finger into the hair that hung in front of his ears. Goku was getting frustrated with this, Zedd seemed to be doing nothing but wasting time. Not that they were going anywhere any time soon. His dark jungle green hair was pulled back into a high ponytail in the back, every three to four minutes or so he would run his fingers trough it.
"How long has it been?" Goku sighed finally speaking his impatiences.
Zedd frowned then rolled his eyes. He seemed to not even answer Gokus question, but then sighed in annoyance, "Does it matter? The King would be here when he is ready to be. Plus he has the Damon with him so no telling when he'll be ready. Why?"
"Well..." Goku nearly mumbled, trying to think of something other than his aggravating impatience, "Do you think he'd actually take this long? Its been way passed three hours hasn't it?"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! I've had enough of you! If I could kill you, I WOULD!" Zedd shouted standing straight up, fist at his side.
"Well, we've had enough of watching you groom yourself. Girl." Trunks barked leaning forward.
Zedds eyes bucked as he gasped in disbelief, "How dare you? I AM NO GIRL!" he roared stumping toward him. As soon as he grabbed a hand full of Trunks' lavender hair the cell doors slid open, revealing a totally freaked out Thamu.
"What the hell is it!" Zedd spat at him glaring over his brow.
"S-sire...King Clovee..." he stuttered his face pale with shock.
"Out with it, boy!"
"I don't know what happened...b-but he's out cold." Thamu finally finished sweat pouring down his face.
"WHAT!" Zedd shouted ruffly letting go of Trunks' hair. Towering over Thamu, he harshly grabbed him by the shoulders, "Where is he! And where's the damn Damon!" he demanded shaking him with every word.
"H-he's in his chambers, sire. So is the Damon. They both are in the s-same condition...I'm sorry, I'm sorry t-thats all I know, sire!" Thamu wailed his hands nearly covering his face, as his nervousness became more unbearable.
"DAMNIT!" Zedd hissed trough clenched teeth. Rudely he shoved Thamu aside and glared over his shoulder to the others, then whipped back around exiting the cell, with a nervous and very scared Thamu in tow. Speed walking down the hall Zedd flew by ignoring other on lookers, his mind flooded with misunderstanding and disbelief. -How could Vegeta be able to hurt the King with all that equipment hooked up to him?- Zedd thought to himself as he pushed passed a guard, causing him to fall flat on his face.
With gritted teeth he slammed his hand on the identification device to open the door. As the door slid open there lying on the ground was the King, and in the chair in front of him was Vegeta. Both out cold, Zedd quickly ran to Clovees aid. He knelt down beside him and noticed the crimson of his skin underneath the black burntness of his face. Half of the left side of his face was stained with that black burnt skin, then it went down to his lips and chin. His lips were burnt the most. Clovees eyes were rolled upward as if trying to look at the wall above him, and their red glow was dim.
Zedd gently garbed Clovees jaw and turned his head from side to side examining him better. Clovees skin was healing well as he watched it. Noticing that Clovees lips got blacker as it went into his both, Zedd slowly parted them. With disgust he winced back. Blood, burgundy brown blood sat in there with a very, practically burnt to a crisp tongue. Zedd let go of Clovees face and clinched a fist, whipping around to glare at the unconscious form of Vegeta. -What the fuck did he do to him? How could he have done this?-he thought standing up and ruffly folding his fingers into Vegetas shredded shirt.
"What the hell did you do, you son-of-a-bitch!" he shouted shacking him like a rag doll, "Your going to pay for this!"
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As the doors slid closed Bra tried to look over at Goku as best she could.
"What the hell is going on?" she asked just as stubborn as how Vegeta would have asked it. "Did dad beat him?"
"I don't know. But thats got to be the reason why Clovee hasn't came down here yet. Vegeta did something to him." Goku tried to answer.
"Yes, but what ever he did it affected him as well. Didn't you hear what the other Vampitar said? Vegeta was in the same condition as Clovee." Piccolo notified.
"Well even still if Vegeta can do that, then he might be able to get us out of here, considering how strong he's gotten since the power was awakened within him." Goku told them before turning toward the door. "Its been hard, but I've been trying to reach Vegeta but I can't seem to."
"Well try harder, Goku. I know you can do it, see whats happening to dad." Trunks said on the borderline to whining.
"But he's gotta be okay..more than okay, right?" Bra whispered to herself, her blue hair falling into her eyes.
"Of course, Bra. You know as well as I do." Goku whispered answering her question, "I'm gonna do what ever it takes to get to him. Now everyone I need it to be quiet so I can concentrate." he informed. Closing his eyes he shut out everything to reach out to Vegeta telepathically. -I should be strong enough to get to Vegeta.- he thought before clearing his head.
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To Be Continued
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