Brother, my Brother
Disclaimer: I don't own the original Dragonball Z characters, if I did, I probably wouldn't be writing a fanfiction…
Chapter 8: Bulma's a liar:
Goku opened his eyes and looked around. He felt so tired, like all the power had been drained out of him. Even blinking made him fatigued. "He's awake," he heard someone say. His hearing was off a bit and he had a blazing headache. He turned his head and saw Sandra Lee standing over him with a clipboard. She was holding a sliver container Goku could sense power coming out of. His power. Screw it! If the police catch me, I don't care! Goku thought as he struggled against the binds holding him. Try as he might, he could barely move, he was drained of energy and power.
"Doctor?" he heard another woman call.
"What?" Sandra replied irritably.
"Don't you think that we should check this Gregory boy's blood?"
"What? To see if they're related?" she snickered.
"Well…it is the sensible thing to do,"
Sandra sighed. "Fine, get the boy!"
The nurse went running out as Goku blacked out again.
***
The nurse came back with Gregory in hand. "Now we just need a small sample of blood," Sandra said as she walked toward him with a needle. Gregory paled.
"I-I d-don't like shots…"
"Oh don't worry, it won't hurt one bit!" the woman said cheerily as she stabbed it into Gregory's arm. The boy screamed bloody murder, but the doctor got her sample. She sent it to the lab and about an hour later, the results came back.
Looking down at the paper, Sandra's eyes went just the tiniest bit wider. "Well?" the nurse asked.
"It seems I have made a mistake, they are related,"
"Great! So we can release them,"
"Nonsense. Don't tell the family or anyone else,"
"But why?"
"If they are related, then that boy is part…whatever his father his. I'm sure he's not nearly as strong and if our machines could get out enough tainted blood from the father to make him weak, then just imagine what we could do to the half-human son! I bet we could make him all human!"
"But that's awful! We can't do that!"
"Oh yes we can, as long as everyone thinks the two are crazy. We'll be famous from a discovery like this!"
"But this is wrong!" the nurse tried.
"No it's not. If they were human then this would be wrong, but they're not. Therefore, it's just fine,"
"But-"
"Do you want to keep your job!?"
"Well…yes, but-"
"That what I thought," the doctor said as she walked out.
***
Goku woke up to see Gregory standing by him. "What are you doing here?"
"You lied to me,"
"What?"
"We're not related,"
"Of course we ar-"
"Stop lying! The doctor told me everything! She took a blood test and told me how our blood didn't match up!"
"But Bulma said-"
"Bulma. Lied,"
"She would never!" Goku shouted and winced as his throat throbbed with pain. He was currently experiencing all the pain one man could endure. His throat, his muscles, everything was aching. Worst of all, it still hurt too much to move, it was as if all his power was just taken out of him. That container! Goku thought as he remembered sensing his own power coming from it.
"Well believe it! These guys are professionals!"
"So is Bulma!"
"As if, open your eyes! She's a fake! She lied to you!"
"No she's not! I've known Bulma since I was twelve! You just met her and you say that she is fake!?"
Gregory sighed and saw a doctor come in on the other side of Goku with a sedative shot. "Go back to bed 'father'," he spat as they gave Goku the shot. Without knowing, the doctor had given some unseen signal to a nurse behind him. A shot of sedative entered Gregory's arm and things around him started to spin. Soon they were strapping the young boy onto a table next to his father.
***
Goku awoke to a strange sound as well with Gregory. Seeing contraptions all around them made the two Saiyans fight against the strains. But as before, both were out of power. Unknowing what was going on, Goku turned his head to see what the odd noise was. Drills and of machines were going off the fritz and both men were scared to death. Normally a good fight would intrigue Goku, but this was nothing of the sort. They were toast, and there wasn't anything he could do! Instant transmission! Goku thought as he tried to concentrate on King Kai's energy. Damn it! I'm too weak; I can't manage anything! He struggled against the straps holding him in, but he was barely moving. It was only the fact that they had stolen most of his power, it was that sedative, it was really making him loopy. He could barely focus on the task at hand, and one of the doctors had just walked in. "I can see you two are finally awake,"
"What are you doing to us?" Goku asked in a raspy voice.
"I'll be asking the questions!" the woman snapped. "So, what are you?"
"We're exactly like you,"
"Oh let it go, we know that you are not of the human race!"
Goku sighed. "Fine," he paused before looking over at Gregory. "We are Saiyans,"
"And what is a Saiyan?"
"To be blunt, we are aliens,"
"And what was your home planet?"
"It was called Vegeta,"
"I see, and what are your reasons?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why are you here?"
Goku sighed again. "We just want to live here on Earth,"
"Why this planet?"
"I was sent here as a child,"
"Why?"
"I…don't know why," Goku lied.
"How did you forget?"
"I hit my head as a child and forgot everything. I thought I was human and I was supposed to live here,"
"What brought back your memories?"
"My brother came back for me,"
"But you didn't return?"
"No,"
"Why?"
"I had already made a home and family here,"
"Yes, I can see how that would impair your judgment,"
"Wait," Gregory interjected. The woman turned to him as Goku swiveled his head towards him.
"What?" the doctor said irritably.
"He said 'we are Saiyans' and you didn't say anything,"
"So?"
"If I'm not really his son, then how am I a Saiyan?"
"Foolish boy. Oh course you're his son, but we couldn't have you know that before you were in our grasp, now could we?"
Gregory glared at the she-doctor. No one had ever made him this mad before. Not only had she made him believe that a nice woman was a liar, but she lied to him about who his real father was. "How dare you!"
"Oh get over it and stop squirming," she said as she tried to restrain him more.
Just like Gohan, when he gets angry his power goes strait through the roof. Even with his power gone, he still has enough sparks left to try to break the straps. It's amazing! Goku thought as he watched Gregory struggle.
"Let me go!"
"Stay down like a good little boy!"
"What do you want from us?" Goku asked successfully making the two turned toward him.
"We want samples of everything," the doctor answered.
"Will we live through all this?"
"You are no more than an experiment to me. It is up to you strength whether or not you'll live," she replied with a small grin.
"And if we do live, will you let us go?"
"Maybe, if you live,"
"Then we will," Goku said cheerily as he winked at Gregory who continued his struggles. "You can't keep a Saiyan strapped up for long!" Goku nearly shouted as he strained to struggle as well.
"Restrain them more!" the doctor shouted as she pushed a button. Soon metal bars clicked into place across their abdomens, necks, wrists, knees, and ankles. With both of their strengths gone, neither one could manage to struggle against these. Sandra pulled some of the tools over to the two Saiyans. Starting up one of the drills, the doctor brought it close to Goku's chest ready to make the incision.
**And there's chapter eight. I hope you guys don't hate me for all the cliffhangers. Sorry that it took me so long to get this one out. I usually write them late at night, but I kept turning in early. Then I almost had it done last night, but the power went out, so I had to re-write at least half this chapter… Ugh, just tell me what you think an I'll try to be faster next time…**
