Vegeta's world seemed to have slowed down when he saw the pile of dead bodies. ' Could she be one of the dead bodies? Was I too late? Why did I have to be so weak. If I was stronger I could have saved her'
Bulma….dead. No it.. It couldn't be.
Images flashed through his head. Her hair, the color of the sky, he could run his hand in her hair for hours on end.
Her eyes, the ones that showed so much innocence, so much acceptance to who he was, she cared for him knowing full and well what he was capable of.
Her smile, the one that warmed him up and made him happy even in the worst of time. Her smile could make him feel like he could fight a thousands battles a be victorious.
Her laughter, it was cute and just made him love her all the more.
With Bulma gone who else would bug him to go on pointless adventures in space with?
With Bulma gone who else will go do stupid shit with him like race motorcycle gangs?
With Bulma gone who else was going to make sure that he stayed in check. With Bulma gone how was he to live half alive, missing the one that completed him?
Yet, he never told that he loved her. All the time he had to say 3 simple words. Why couldn't he? He has been there for her for everything. He had given up everything for her and she had done the same for him. Three words. And now it was too late. He lost the only thing that ever mattered to him. He wasn't going to be able to make it without her. No….. no life wouldn't even be life. It would just bland and boring without her in it. Fuck her for making him feel this way. All Vegeta wanted was to grab her to him and tell her the truth but that is not possible.
Vegeta closed his eyes and imagined her face, her voice, her fighter personality, the memories of her. He was starting to feel more at ease when all of a sudden an image of her dead filled his mind. Her hair stained with blood, her pale white skin stained with her own pain. Her eyes flashed in terror and pain and then nothing. She wasn't dead but she wasn't alive either. She was broken. Her mouth opened and mouthed his name. Blood spilt over.
"It wasn't your fault Vegeta. But, i…. I love…...someone else," she mouthed softly.
"SHUT UP," Vegeta yelled out loud. He meant to say it to himself but he yelled it out loud. 'I don't even know if she is dead.'
"Goku! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" Chi-Chi screeched.
Everyone looked over to where Goku was. He was on a tree licking blood off a leaf.
"This blood isn't real. It is strawberry jam." Goku chirped relieving everyone out of their disgusted state.
"You just had to choose this camp," Krillin muttered under his breath softly.
"The bodies aren't real either," Piccolo called out.
'What the hell?' Vegeta thought to himself.
" But, why are some of the tree knocked down? I mean it is cut right in half and then blown a few feet away," Yamcha said questionably to no one in particular.
"Explosion," was the short reply from 18.
"Yes, my superb saiyan hearing can pick up a low hum, that as one of a recently damaged force field," Vegeta gasconade about himself.
"That blood over there is real," Goku said getting more serious than anyone's liking. For when Goku becomes truly serious the worst becomes the best correlated to reality.
"This is Bulma's blood. And look the footsteps are leading that way," Brett said pointing to North-East.
Everyone started to walk past Brett in the direction he pointed following the incomprehensible footsteps. Vegeta was the last who past Brett. Vegeta grabbed Brett by the shoulder and waited tell the others were farther away before he turned to Brett and said," You will not stir problems. I can't stop you from helping but I can kill you without anyone ever knowing if Bulma isn't back to me by the end of the day."
Brett just gave a quick nod and flew off to catch up with the others. Vegeta gave a quick sigh and followed after him.
Bulma woke up on a cold grey floor. She wanted to stand up and look around but her body would not comply. Her only control was in breathing and eye movement. It terrified her to no end to wake up and instantly see grey. No light, no other life forms, not knowing if she was on Earth or ….could she be gone….could she be dead. No the pain wouldn't allow her to believe that. Oh how Bulma would love to move but sleep was overcoming her. Bulma let out a sigh excepting the fact that at this moment there was nothing she would be able to do in this state of mind.
The footsteps lead them to a ship. It was a small ship and it looked as though it was ready to leave the Earth's atmosphere at any second.
"Oh...oh my god….no," Sonya said so softly that you second guessed yourself if it was really even said.
"What," Vegeta snarled angered that something was being hidden from him.
"I…..I …...know who is in the ship. I know who took Bulma and why," Sonya wept softly to herself.
"Who?" Goku asked putting a hand on her shoulder.
"I …. I am one half of a whole. I make up a powerful warrior when combined with my other half. I am the compassion, the spirit, the mentality to not go insane. The other half is also named Sonya. She looks exactly the same as me. But, she is the mentality to kill with no regret, she is the one with the warrior's spirit to fight to the brink of death, she is the strength.
She , my sister, and I can fuse together within milli-seconds. Ten years ago we used to live as one peacefully on my home planet. That is before it was purged by Frieza.
Frieza saw potential in me….us. He had us separated though when he saw that I was planning to kill him. He made my sister a killing machine while I was sentenced to death. But, my sister saved me and sent me to this planet so I could be safe.
She…...She…..won't hesitate to kill me though, to kill any one of us, if we get in her way," Sonya said with a distant look on her face.
"Why is she here? What does she want with Bulma," questions piled among the group all needing to be answered.
"Frieza is looking for the remaining Saiyans. Bulma must mean something to the saiyans. For Frieza wants the saiyans alive so he must be trying to draw them to his empire with something they can't live without," Sonya cried out getting louder and louder b the second.
"Hmmm… that is quite true sister," said a voice from behind them before getting ready to fight.
Bulma woke with a start. She could hear the crash of a fight going on outside. 'Get up,' she told herself.
Her body yelled her to stay down, to sleep once more. Bulma wouldn't allow it though. "Get…..up," Bulma repeated to herself over and over again and again.
Bulma finally stood up but had to lean against the wall for support. Bumla noticed that her gun was missing but she still had her knife.
The room must have been 120 degrees. The rusting metal walls had sweat pouring off of it. There was some water over by a corner. Bulma started to walk over but fell. She couldn't stand back up so instead she crawled over.
Once she got to the water she took off her shirt and drenched it in the water effectively making it wet. Then she crawled painfully to the center of the room and got to work.
Everyone was fighting warrior Sonya with everything they had all at once but no matter what they threw at her it wasn't enough.
It seemed that the big bang attack and kamehame were as effective as a ladybug landing on Beerus.
"Hmmm…. I was hoping for some kind of good fight but it turns out I have wasted my time Oh well, time to finish this up. Sorry sister but the last thing I need to Frieza knowing that I never killed you," Warrior Sonya yawned and then blasted her sister.
"I….I will…. I will never forgive you. But, I will always love..you….my sister, Sonya," Sonya said in her final breath.
The fighters stopped in horror of what they just watched sister vs sister. All thanks to Lord Frieza. A flash of pain and regret flashed across the only Sonya left alive. Yet it was quickly covered back up.
"Hmmmm….. It's sad that she had to be my sister. She was just so….. Just so weak and helpless," Sonya said looking disgustedly at where her sisters.
" Solar Flare," Sonya yelled out before releasing out the attack.
'How….How did she know that attack...unless… has she been watching us,' Vegeta thought to himself while blinded.
When the attack was over everyone looked up to see that the ship had already left….with Bulma in it.
-(A/N this chapter isn't over!)
5 minutes earlier inside the ship…
Bulma was drenching each of the rusted bolts. After the bolts were thoroughly soaked Bulma would use her knife to lift up the bolts. She moved quickly and productively.
Soon she had all twenty bolts out of the piece of metal slab that helped make up the floor. Bulma tied her newly semi-wet shirt around each of her hands and moved the flooring piece. She saw a bunch of pipes and tubes. Bulma let out a sigh and lowered herself into the mess of metal. She saw the main pipe that controlled the water. Bulma smirked to herself, she knew that with that pipe gone the ship will flood Bulma pulled out her knife and started to saw through the pipe.
Bulma was halfway through when her knife slipped ,cut her hand, and fell down down down into the seemingly neverending darkness. Bulma cradled her hand and started to slam her body into the pipe.
When the pipe finally gave out Bulma was unprepared and fell slamming her head and bodies among many pipes.
"No...Noooo," Bulma called out. THough when she hit the ground she was met with water.
'The water's rising faster than expected,' Bulma thought to herself.
"No….what why?' Bulma was fluently losing blood. She was fighting to stay awake, to find an exit, to not drown.
Bulma saw an emergency latch in the corner of the room. She swam under and started to turn the heavy latch. She was weak and her battle to stay awake was ending, with her losing. She wasn't going to make it.
'Vegeta, I….I lov-
…...I am sorry," Bulma thought with a final turn of the latch unknowingly releasing her from the ship.
A/N Okay so I was thinking that I was going to need someone to double check my work and give in their two cents before I publish a chapter. I would probably only take one or two. Is anyone interested?
