Well I feel stupid. Seems like I forgot a chapter or something… and it's important to have…I guess with missing the week this one was suppose posted I skip it entirely. Here I was thinking I was fine. So here is the chapter. I will post The Meeting with the King and the next chapter Sunday. I am so sorry.
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Bulma is now even more confused about the whole thing with Fask. But the pictures and voices stop for now. Right now, she is sitting in the only room on the ship, resting. Doing the ring technique take a lot out of her. Another perk about being a full fledge Yogen-sha is that her ki will be limitless. So at the moment she will have to deal with having to rest for a bit after doing most things. They are almost home; Bulma can feel the fast approach of the planet. She sighs out in relief. Soon she will be able to be with her people she misses and be able to resume her responsibilities as the southern Princess. She stretches and stands up. 'Might as well make an appearance with the people on the other side of the door.' She tells herself as she walks over to the door and opens it. Everyone is busy doing their jobs, making sure it's a smooth trip home. Bulma walks over to her father's chair and rests her arms on the back of his chair as she looks at the gages on the dash board.
"Figure out what you needed to?" He asks as he focuses on flying the ship. Bulma shrugs her shoulders.
"Not yet, will try again later." She tells him vaguely. Some of the levels of the performance of the ship are bothering her. "How long till we get home?" She asks as she continues her study of the settings.
"Three hours, our hyper drive and second engine is on the fritz again." Tora states. "I can't get them working properly until we land." Bulma rolls her eyes. "It's a two Saiyan job."
"I would love to help, Tora. You could just ask." Bulma looks at the saiyan sitting next to her father. "You got a second mechanic on ship today." She says as she moves over to the dashboard and kneels down to open the panel that will expose the wires. Bulma's playfully attitude drops as she smells the slight smell of burning plastic. "When was the last time you got the wires changed? They are almost fried!" she exclaims as she crawls into the little space. Her small body can fit in there and still have room to work. The saiyaness wrinkles her nose as she begins to pull out capsule after capsule and opening them.
"Was supposed to have gotten them changed months ago." Tora comments as he kneels down next to the opening. Bulma rolls her eyes at hearing this.
"I can tell." She groans as she start to disconnect less important wires that aren't being used and flipping them out with new ones she keeps on her at all time.
"I thought you fixed them last week." Bardock interjects upset. Tora sighs.
"No, a week ago was your son's wedding. We were almost late getting home because we had to land on a trade planet and get these wires here." His best friend explains. Bulma's mouth drops as she changes the wires out.
"Oh, really? It has been that long?" The general is surprised.
"Oh my Kami, dad! You got to be kidding me. Radz wedding was over a year ago." Bulma shouts in the small space. "And you got crappy wires from a trade planet?" She is livid and Tora can see this. She moves her eyes from the wires and to him. Her face doesn't look to happy. " And you let him?"
"We had to. He wouldn't have be there for the wedding." He defends himself from the pissed off saiyaness.
"You are only supposed to put Vegeta or earth made wires in a ship like this. Come on Tora, you know better." She complains as she returns to work. Tora knows not to piss the little saiyan off. She is after all Bardock's daughter and was Vegeta's personal student before she left to train by the crazy Icejins. He starts to stutter quietly.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." He says in a low voice. Bulma only rolls her eyes.
"Don't be afraid of me. It's not worth it. It's only a ship." She mumbles. "It's not like you took something of mine and trashed it." She adds without thinking. To be honest she didn't even know she thought it. Tora doesn't know what to say in reply. "Can you turn the ship off? I need to flip out three wires and I can't stop the flow with ki right now." She asks. This is the main issue with the speed of the ship. The three main wires are stripped and barely limping along. He nods his head and does as he is told. Soon the ship goes completely dark, but that doesn't affect the saiyaness scientist. She knows her way around this ship. She built it after all. In three quick movements, the wires are changed out and replaced. Now they need to be burned into place. Bulma doesn't have her ki right now, so she improves. The girl moves around in the small space and moves her wrapped up leg and rest it against the three wires. She can feel the wires heat up and a smirk appears on her face. Moments later, there are sparks. That tells her that now instead of fussing the wires to their place, she is adding a heating current into them. Bulma moves her leg away from the finished job. "Go ahead and start this baby up." She calls out. Tora turns the ship on and things start to warm up and turn on again. "Grab something, there will be a…" Bulma's words are interrupted by the sudden violent sift of the ship. The girl gets thrown into the far side of the small space and hits her head hard on a corner. Normally, it won't be that bad. But since there is no ki flowing through her, Bulma is just as weak as a human.
"Thanks for the warning." Bardock mumbles as he steadies himself again. The other Saiyans didn't have much of an issue due to their ki.
"It was fun though. Bulma, can we do it again?" Fasha asks with an excited look in her eyes. Bulma rolls her eyes as she hears this. The girl moves and gathers her things back up.
"Maybe later, but now I just want to see home." Bulma calls out. Everything is away now and she emerges from under the controls. The Saiyans don't know what to say as they see her hold her head as she stumbles to get her balance. "What?" she asks confessed. It's normal for her not to be balanced. Now with the concussion it's going to be off more. When no one answers she turns around and looks at the controls. "Let's get this puppy home." She tells Tora. He closes his mouth and gets the ship ready for full speed. In ten minutes the ship is approaching Vegeta-sei. Bulma stares out the long window at the beautiful sight of red. She can't wait until her on her soil, smelling her spices and breathing her air. It has truly been a long time and no, Raditz wedding didn't cont. She wasn't herself. Suddenly there is a beeping sound. On the window a little box appears with a male Saiyan's face on it. Bulma isn't in the line of sight of the camera on the ship that is being fed to the main planet security.
"Hello Tora, you're here early." The male comments as he starts typing away on his end. The clacking of the keys is very audible through the system link. Bardock looks at his daughter and she shakes her head no. She wants some peace and quiet when she gets home, so she doesn't want it to be alerted that she is home early. So before Tora can answer, the General speaks up.
"The ship wants to work today, I guess." He says. The male laughs at his comment.
"You should really get the newest ship model. They are more reliable." He jokes as he finishes typing. "Ok, you guys are free to enter." He says before the box disappears and Tora begins the landing procedure. Bulma looks at her father.
"Newest ship model?" She asks. Everyone laughs.
"Feeling jealous?" Tora asks with sarcasm. Now Bulma laughs.
"No, not at all." She scoffs. "Just not believing it." The scientist states.
"The scientists put in a tracking device for help." Bardock finally explains to his daughter. "That is the only real change." Bulma's face wrinkles in disgust.
"That's the PTO for ya, trying to watch us even on missions." She groans as everyone laughs again.
"That's what you were thinking." Fasha adds.
"We are entering Vegeta. Hold on to something Princess, the entry is still bad." Tora speaks up, ending the conversation. Bulma turns and looks at him as she starts to remember that she has more work to do now that she is back.
"Great." She says sarcastically as she places her hand on the wall. The Saiyan wants to see every second as they enter the planet. The ship starts flying faster and faster towards the planet. As it hits the atmosphere there is a sharp jerk that pulls down to the window. The ship goes through the first most outer layer of the atmosphere quickly. That was the easiest part. In pods, the entry into a planet is much simpler because of the size. This ship may be small, but it's a bumpy ride; that, and the fact that the ship is past the check up date. The second and third layers are much harder. Bulma does her best to remain standing. Between the pain from Frieza's beating, her head and how much she is being jerked around it's hard for the little girl to stay on her feet. But her saiyan pride won't let her fall down in front of the general's team, even if it's her father's team. They are not affected by this process; normally a Saiyan's body can use their ki and tail to help maintain their balance in a situation like this. Bulma has neither at the moment.
The sight is worth it. The dark reds, greens, and blues invade her vision as soon as the ship hits the third layer of the atmosphere. 'We are right above the south region.' She breathes out in relief as she thinks to herself. 'I can get in and in a tank before anyone knows I'm here.' Bulma is relieved. 'Dad must have asked Tora to make sure that we land at the south palace.' She makes a mental note to thank him later. The view of the light blue stone palace comes into view fast. Tora starts to play with the controls and get the ship to start slowing down to actually land. Bulma's heart starts to beat faster. As it does, the ki blockers send shock through her system to control the ki she started to let loose from excitement. The saiyan that has waited a long time to return home takes a shaky breath in as the ship gets closer to the ground. Bulma moves her free hand to her other wrist and begin to play with the dials. Suddenly, her form changes into the saiyaness that she used to the pervious time she came here. Bardock smirks as he sees her change. He is standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed over his chest just waiting for this to be over with.
"Thought I notice something off. You didn't smell right to be a central Saiyan." He mumbles to his daughter. The others look at the two Sons confused. Bulma moves her free hand to the back of her head and scratches it out of habit.
"Can't blame me, I hadn't been on Vegeta-sei for a year or so." She replies. "But I was glad that I could see it and be there." The Son adds with a smirk. Bardock laughs now.
"Thought there might have been a reason." He lets out a hearty laugh. "Thought you weren't allowed to come." Bardock says. Bulma shrugs her shoulders.
"I did and do a lot of things I'm 'not' suppose to do." Bulma retorts. "When have you known me to follow rules, Dad?" Now both Sons are laughing heartily. Tora starts the finally part of landing, actually setting the ship on the ground.
"Care to explain what you two are talking about?" Fasha asks in an annoyed tone. Both of them look at the confused team.
" I wasn't allowed to leave Planet Cold unless it was mission related. I didn't give a crap." Bulma explains simply. Then her eyes narrow as she takes time to look five in the eyes as her face seems to darken. "This will not leave this room or ever be talked again until the time comes." The silence tells her that they agree. Tora gets the ship landed without problem and opens the ramp.
"So Princess, are you ready to check out how much the planet has changed." He says as he stands up and faces her. Bulma isn't taken back by his comment, her face only lightens and she smirks again.
"Tora, things haven't changed that much." She says as she walks towards the entrance with her father.
"This is Bulma, Tora. She likes to keep tabs on everything." Bardock interject on his way to the ramp. As both Sons get to the top of the ramp, Bulma's breathe stops as she stares down at the bright opening and the grey stone that the ramp rests on. Bardock places his hand on her shoulder and pat it once. "You better get going, the other's want to get home and eat real food." Bulma smiles when she hears this.
"I do too." She comments as she runs down the ramp and on the stone. She stops about ten feet from the ship and shut her eyes and inhale the rich, almost intoxicating scent of spices. The saiyaness lets it fill her body as she feels the gravity press down on her normally. She almost feels light as a feather now. Planet Cold is a higher gravity than Vegeta-sei. That is why Icejins are naturally stronger. Bulma opens her blue masked eyes and her breath stops again as she stares at the lovely red cloudy sky. It's not too cloudy, but enough to add some shade from the suns. Bulma moves her eyes to the palace in front of her. The beautiful first home she ever knew. Currently, she is in the landing platform of the south palace. Many ships are already landed and unloaded. Her father's ship is the last of the ships that are coming in this week. The palace looks smaller now. That might be because Bulma, herself, is taller or because she has been almost all over the universe and seen bigger buildings. Not that the saiyaness cares much for the size of the southern palace. It's just a fact. Bulma looks to the left part of the palace as sees her garden. She longs to run over there, but the pain in her leg is greater longing for her. The palace hasn't changed much at all. The sight seems so surreal to her. Many times, she has dreamt landing here and sinking in the warmth… 'The warmth.' Bulma starts to breathe again as she notices the heat for the first time.
Bardock and Tora laugh as they watch the disgusted Saiyaness take in everything. They watch as she looks around and take in deep breathes. Fasha joins the two and shakes her head as she crosses her arms over her chest as she watches the sight before her.
"I feel bad for the little one." She speaks up, knowing the girl is in too much of a dais to even hear. The men turn and look at her as they stop laughing. "Just look at her." She nods over the girl. "She hasn't been home for three years. Where had she been during that time? In the coldest place in the hold universe." Fasha shakes her head slowly as she moves her gaze to the ground. "Bulma is a different person now. She isn't the little girl we knew anymore." The two listen as the only female on the team explains what she has noticed. "Bulma has grown much differently than a Saiyan should have. She has been hurt a lot over the last few years." This comment makes the father mad. He expected it, but hearing it is upsetting. "That woman is going to need it to help take down the Planet Trade Organization and the Cold Empire." Fasha sighs and looks up. "Be wise to tread water around her. We all saw the look in her eyes earlier. She is going to snap soon and I don't want to be anywhere nears her while she does." At this, the Saiyaness takes to the skies and flies home.
Bulma takes a deep breath in and calls out to her father.
"Hey, if you want to walk me to the tanks and tell them that in need in there, that will be great." She laughs out. "It would be kind of strange if a girl walked in there and demanded to use the tanks." Bardock laughs again, but this time there is some hesitation with it.
"Aren't you going to have to take the bracelet thing off?" He walks over and asks after he tells his team goodbye.
"Yes, but I don't want to stir anyone on the way and have to be called down to the kings before I can get in the tank and some food." She explains to him as he reaches her. He can't help but think Fasha might be right about his daughter.
It doesn't take long until they are in the medical wing. Lucky, only doctors and nurses are in right now. They don't even need to ask for someone to come over. A female doctor walks right over upon seeing the general.
"Hello General Bardock." She greets with a smile. She looks at Bulma and seems a little bewildered by her outfit. That is to be expected. "Who is this?" she asks with some disgust. Bulma laughs as her father rolls his eyes.
"I don't approve of her choice in clothing either." He says as Bulma starts to walk over the tank room. "She needs a tank." He says as the female raises her eyebrow at the girl. They follow the girl into the long hallway and find her at the door that leads somewhere else.
"Hey, you can't use that one." The doctor shouts out. Bulma ignores her and she types in the code she set for the room. The doctor is surprised when it opened for the girl. The disgusted girl smirks as she turns to the woman and holds her finger to her lips to show she wants her to be quiet. Bulma then turns off the bracelet and takes it off. "Princess Bulma?"
"Yes Clara, it's me. But I'm not here yet." She winks at the female saiyan. It takes a second to compose herself before she walks over to the girl and into the room. The Sons follow her, containing their laughter. When the door closes is when the doctor speaks again.
"You not due to return for a month or so." She states.
"I know, I got let out due to good behavior." Bulma jokes. "But I got in trouble as soon as I got back and now my leg and everything else needs the tank." The saiyaness adds.
"What did you do? Frieza never beats a saiyan until they need to tank. He is too worried about killing us to do that." She asks concerned. Bulma rubs the back of her head.
"That's not to worry about. I got it taken care of for the most part." Bulma tells the woman. "Now how about getting that tank started. I need to get out of this outfit. It was the only I had that wouldn't have the bandage burn into my leg… again." The doctor only starts to laugh as she looks at the leg.
"Another invention of yours." She comments. Bulma nods.
"Still testing it out." She replies, trying to hold back the pain. "Now can you please set the tank up? I don't feel well. I got multitude of head injuries from the last ten hours." Bulma states in a leas controlled voice. She can't really hold it in much longer. The rush she had about coming home has left and she needs in the tank now." Clara doesn't say another word as she understood she needed it now. Normally she wouldn't have asked for help. "No one is to know I am here. I don't want Cargon or Lilith to find out. That will lead to the high royals finding out." Bulma tells her.
"Yes Princess. As you wish." She says as she types into the tank's control pad. Bulma normally would tell her not to, but she could careless right now.
"Thanks dad, you can report and go home. I will be fine and I will see mom soon." Bulma tells her father. He is impressed with her strength. Her own father couldn't tell that she was in this much pain. Bardock is used to being able to tell if she wasn't feeling well or lying. Now he can't tell the difference between Bulma and the act she puts on. She has changed.
"Ok, Your mother will be pissed you didn't come see her the moment you came home." He comments to lighten the mood. Bulma laughs.
"Just tell her that I am trying to sneak my way over there, but I need to get a few things done here first so I can come see her and be with her longer." She tells her father as he leaves. As soon as he leaves, Bulma starts to strip. Thanks to the skirt having a zipper in the front, Bulma just uses that to take the skirt off. Then she removes the bandage.
"Let me help you." Clara says in a firm voice when she hears some suppressed moans coming from the girl. Bulma doesn't fight. The bandage comes off and the doctor feels the warmth. "Wow, your using the gel to heat it."
"It's the best thing that heals if ki isn't available." Bulma comments as she holds up her wrist.
"Is that your punishment?" She asks with some disgust that's directed towards the Icejin that is making her wear it. Bulma nods and removes her shirt.
"I'm use to it. But that's the reason I need the tank. I can't grow from letting the injuries heal without ki. It would be a waste of time and very painful." She says as she throws her shirt to the ground. The last thing that needs to come off is her belt. The underwear won't slow down anything. Bulma feels Clara's eyes on her as she removes the belt. "They are what I get from being on planet Cold for three years and being trained by a lunatic that loves to mentally break you every day in a new way." Bulma comments as she sets the belt down.
"Some look like they can be healing in the tank." She comments, trying to make the girl feel better. Bulma shakes her head.
"Some will fade with time and some will never leave. But I have learned and grown from it." Bulma's words strike the female doctor that she has become friends with right in the heart.
"Your right Princess Bulma." She says in a low voice. The tank starts to beep in a quiet tone. "Now I need to help you into the tank." She announces as she steps closer to the young girl. Bulma doesn't fight. She is tired of fighting and just wants a break. The last few years have hurt her in many ways. Most of them are finally crashing down on her. Bulma gets into the tank and Clara helps her put on the mask that will help her breath in the gel. "You will be in here for a total of thirty minutes before it will calculate how much time you need." She tells the blue haired saiyan. "No one will be allowed in this tank hall while you are in here and no one will find out that you are hear from me." Bulma nods at the woman standing next to the tank. She starts the press some buttons and the tank closes up. The small room starts to fill up with the green gel; as she starts to smell the sweet scent of the sleeping medicine.
Kakarrot can feel his sister is on the planet and he is excited. No one else knows that she is here. Her ki is being suppressed down and he can feel her because their minds are connected, they are twins after all. He is grinning from ear to ear as he and the rest of the squad walks down the hall. Raditz is next to him, trying to figure out why his insane younger brother is smiling. He may be close to his sister, but will never be as close to her as Kakarrot is. Nappa is in front of them, silent as normal. He is keeping himself focused on going home. Vegeta and Fask are in front of the pack as they lead everyone to the palace throne room. Vegeta and his team always reports to the high king what had happen during their leave. Fask is forcing Vegeta to hold her hand as they walk. He hates contact with another person, but he has to make exceptions to his pregnant future mate. At least that's what she says.
"Kakarrot, what the hell has gotten into you?" Raditz asks his younger brother through their mental link.
"B's here." He says almost instantly. "She is in the south palace and in a tank. She wasn't feeling well. But she will be fine now." The twin says upbeat. Raditz wraps his mind around what his brother just said.
"Why is she in a tank?" that is the first thing he asks.
"Frieza, but she is fine. She has gotten a lot stronger over the years." Kakarrot smiles as he sends that thought over to his brother.
"I can't wait for him to die." He groans. "DO you think Vegeta knows?"
"Nope, and she wants to keep it that way as long as she can. So she can rest." The twin comments.
"I meant Prince Vegeta, not his father, King Vegeta." Raditz tells him as he rolls his eyes at the stupidly level of his brother.
"Oh, I don't think so." He replies. "He would be acting differently if he did."
"That's true." Raditz laughs. "He wouldn't let Fask touch him." That comment earns him a very loud mental growl from the younger twin brother. He turns and looks at the taller brother and sees his eyes narrow and glare daggers at the woman.
"Don't you dare say her name in my mind again! I want to kill her and then rip Vegeta to shreds over that poor excuse of a saiyan." He growls. Raditz almost laughs.
"Calm down bro, she isn't going to be you mate. You don't have to deal with her." he says. "Plus, the only reason he is going to mate with her is because she is carrying his child. It's his fault the woman is pregnant."
"I don't care. I still want to kill her and beat the living hell out of him." The innocent one comments. Raditz doesn't believe this.
"Wow, she brings the worst out of you. You swore and said you wanted to kill. Sounds like you a turning into a saiyan finally." He jokes.
"No, I am much protected over my sister." Kakarrot corrects. "You haven't felt her the last few years. She has been though a lot and Vegeta was the only thing keeping her going." Vegeta knows they are talking, but doesn't know about what. But he can feel Kakarrot's ki rising.
"What the hell are you two talking about that is pissing you off, Kakarrot?" he asks suddenly. The Sons didn't expect that.
"I was telling him that he could eat after we visit with your father and he is pouting right now." Raditz lies effortlessly. Ever since Fask told him she was pregnant, he hasn't been able to tell when the Sons lied to him. Vegeta scoffs at the go to lie.
"Pig, only thinks with you Kami damn stomach."Fask comments bitterly. Kakarrot starts to growl and glare at her as he bares his teeth. Nappa's in the way of Vegeta seeing this. If he did, he would have killed him where he stood. A saiyan does that in pure hatred. Fask shakes her head and rolls her eyes at him.
"When was the last time you ate? Four hours ago. Your stomach shouldn't sound that loud." Vegeta scoffs. "You are going to report to the medical wing after we are done. I don't want a sick Saiyan on my crew." He says. "But since I am stuck with you and your brother, I want you in top condition." As normal, he has to insult someone. Raditz slaps his brother in the back of the head to get him to stop growling at the future high queen.
Blackness is all around. She only feels the pain of the past endurance trainings and the missing of something, something she can't figure out. Day after day for a good six months, that what she felt, pain and longing for home. Eventually, the feeling of missing home left and she began to feel nothing. Nothing at all. Bulma looks around the dark; she is the only bit of light there. She can she her hand and legs with no problem. To her, this doesn't feel like a vision. It's more like a dream. All of a sudden, Bulma is hit in the face with something hard and sharp. Her faces snaps to the left as blood and spit fly. Next, the girl is hit in the gut and made to curl forward to accommodate for the pain. That is when her invisible attacker hits her in the back of the head and sends her to the floor. Bulma doesn't know what's going on. Her beaten body is rolled onto her back and she begins to feel a pressure on her stomach as if she is being straddled. Then more hits to the face happen. The blue haired girl doesn't know what's going on. She can't fight back. Something is holding her back.
Blood starts to stain the black flood as each hit makes more leave the Saiyaness's body. She can't move, not even to breath. Whatever is hurting her, its crushing her as well. Bulma is truly afraid. She is in pitch black, has someone or something attacking her, she can't see, and she can't fight back. Those aren't the only reasons she is in fear. Sometimes, her dreams come true. This isn't good at all. Her eyes start to feel heavy as she gets hit. Before she can fully shut her eyes, the attacker leaves. The pressure disappears and she can breathe again. Bulma stumbles to stand up. Her balance hasn't resorted all the way yet. She stands finally and she sees the ground. There is a lot of blood, red blood. The floor with the blood starts to transform into grey tile. Bulma looks up and around, she is in a palace training room. No one is in here with her, from what she can tell. From the look of the stone and the equipment in here, it has to be Vegeta's personal training room. A chill runs down her spine as the breeze that hits her back. There aren't any open able windows in his training room. Someone is causing it. Someone that is pure evil, like Frieza. But Frieza won't be in here, he likes his throne room for beatings. The chill grows as she feels a cold pair of hands grasp her shoulders from behind the saiyaness. Bulma can't feel her. That isn't normal.
"Hello my beautiful Flower." a claim silky voice purrs into her ear with a cold breath. Bulma's body starts to shake involuntarily. A haunting laugh escapes the lips of the person behind her. "You were right, you never will get used to the cold." She says in between laughs. Bulma feels some of her hair being lifted up and curled on one of the cold fingers. "Are you ready to finish this? I know like to be get the job done as fast as possible." The silky elegant voice is very familiar to Bulma, but she can't remember where she heard it before. "Nothing from you tonight?" the voice asks with a disappointed tone. "You love to add something witty after something I have said. Are you feeling alright, Princess?" Bulma's body shakes, but doesn't do anything else. "What a shame, then I should end this so you can be with him." That is the last thing the voice says. Bulma's mind starts to race. 'With him? Does she mean Vegeta?' her breathing stops as the fingers grab the side of her face and jerk her head to the right sharply. Bulma feels a painful snap and hears the loud cracking sound that went with it. Suddenly, she feels nothing, her eyes finally are allowed to fall shut.
Her body suddenly jerks back and hits the back of the glass enclosure. Blue eyes open wide with the contact as shakes her head as she tries to think. The blue eyes travel around to look around and everything is hazed over with green. 'Green?... tank!' Bulma claims down slightly as she breathes again. Her mind still races about her dream. 'Vegeta dead, myself dead, the hope for this planet and universe to be free from the Cold empire.' She watches and pauses her thoughts as bubbles come from the breathing mask. 'I was wrong.' The girl breaths in sharply. ' It wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare. My nightmares always, in one way or another, come true.' Bulma floats in the green gel as she thinks this. 'If I die, things will be fine. I have given everything I can think of to Icaria, just in case. Vegeta will be fine if I die.' More bubbles leave her mask. 'The only hope for the universe is in danger'
