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Chapter 9: Opposite Forces Collide!

After using up the last days of their training in the hyperbolic time chamber, Vegeta and Belia emerged from the brown double doors and took their last steps towards preparing for battle. They ate Mr. Popo's fine cooked meals, took showers, and changed into fresh battle gear.

"I can't believe only three hours passed in this world." She was still baffled at the fifty days they had spent training. They were stronger and it was time well spent.

Vegeta stood at the edge of the tower looking over the side at the Earth. He could feel the power. It was faint for now, but it was growing by the second. "He's on his way." Vegeta turned around. This meant that they had to head back into the time chamber to spring their trap.

Once they were back in the chamber, she felt great discomfort. It felt as if they had been there for so long with no change in scenery it had made her sick of it. It was worse than being in a correction facility with white padded walls.

"How do you know he'll come in here?" Belia asked curiously.

"He'll feel our energies." Vegeta glanced at her. His fists were curled at his sides.

Belia kept her eyes on the doors. Matto's energy was strong now. It was making her anxious and building suspense. She was waiting for him to walk through the door at any moment. She had become hyper aware of the situation until at last the door crept open.

Matto's tall figure stepped into the room and Bulma was unconscious in his arms. A faint bruise had formed on her chin. Vegeta instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan. He was standing a few feet away from Belia.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Matto generated a ball of energy at the tip of his finger and held it to Bulma's right temple. "Calm yourself Vegeta, or she'll never see the light of day again." Vegeta's golden hair turned back to black and he straightened up his defensive stance into one of a lesser threat. "I'll trade you." Matto told Vegeta. "Bulma for Belia, if she is worth anything to you anymore."

Vegeta ignored his assumption that he had an affinity for the immortal. Belia glared at him as if to say take her and leave. He wasn't going to argue with her either.

"So be it." Vegeta replied. He slowly walked towards Matto to assure him that he wasn't going to pull anything and that he had no tricks up his sleeves. Behind him, Belia knelt on her knees and placed her arms out in front of her to prove she was giving up.

Matto relinquished control over Bulma to Vegeta and it took every ounce of Vegeta's will power not to attack the man who had assaulted his mate. He then made his way towards the double doors with Bulma in his arms. Vegeta wished that he had something to cover her up with. All the while, he felt like not only was he leaving Belia behind, but also a small piece of himself. He turned to look at her once more before heading out the doors, but she did not look up at him. She couldn't bring herself to witness him carrying away his mate in his secure embrace. It was too much for her.

Outside of the closed doors Vegeta set his mate down gently against the tiled floors of the tower and then held his right palm up. It a matter of seconds he completely obliterated the hyperbolic time chamber. It shook the tower, smoke plumed into the air, and he was finally assured it was over. Bulma, who had heard the blast woke up in a heartbeat. She was scared to see the explosion, but once she saw Vegeta, her fears disappeared.

Belia had heard the explosion, but it was strange how the double doors inside the chamber appeared to be the same. She knew however that there was no way out now. They had been cut off and separated in a different dimension.

"What was that?" She heard Matto ask. She lifted her heard from the tiles and saw him reach for the doors that simply would not open. He even tried to shoot them with a blast of Ki.

"We are stuck here forever," Belia told him as she got to her feet. He cranked his neck to look at her.

"You don't know what you've done." He stormed in her direction. Once he reached her, he swept the back of his hand across her face. It did not faze her. Although they hadn't fought, she had won. Wherever he had desired to take her wasn't any of her concern any longer. "All I wanted was for us to be together forever," He began. She was listening to him carefully, watching his moves, watching his lips as he spoke. "I did this for us, under the conditions that if we were immortal, Hemofear could control the universe. She gave me twenty-four Earth hours to undo the deal if I brought you back with me, but she sent me half way across the globe and erased some of your memory."

Belia had drawn her tail around herself as if she had crossed her arms. "Matto, you and I were never meant to be together."

He had acquired a crazy look in his eye at once with her last statement. "You have no idea how much trouble I've gone through to get us out of Hell and you can't even appreciate me a little?" He was laughing. It was sinister and unsettling.

"I never asked you to get us out of Hell." Belia pulled her brows together. "I was just fine where I was."

"No you weren't." He quickly interrupted her. "As soon as the Prince's son killed Frieza you lost your mind. Frieza is your phobia and I couldn't stand to see you so upset." Matto looked thoughtful for a second, but the darkness overcame him again.

Belia was standing before him. She wasn't looking at him anymore. Instead, she was looking over his shoulder beyond him with her face straight forward. She was contemplating about how she had kicked the prince's son, Trunks. It had felt so good, so good to send him crashing into the wall with the intent of killing him. The mental image of his leaking nose, his busted skin, his limp body in the arms of his mother- it came rushing back to her. It also made her understand why she hated Bulma and Vegeta for bringing him into this world. Belia's eyes were wide. "I… I didn't even know that was the prince's son, but I went after him anyway as if it were instinct… Even though most of my memory was lost, my hate led me to attack him. It all makes sense to me now!" Her realizations were coming too late and they weren't any use to her at this point. She began to remember all the information she had lost just from this one enlightenment that she walked the Earth seeking revenge upon the prince's son for sending Frieza to Hell.

"Well, I hope you are happy. Any minute now, Hemofear will appear on Earth and begin her takeover of the universe. It's scary to know that only you could hold so much anger and bitterness in your heart to give her the last bit of power she needed." His eyes were darting around the brightness of the time chamber. "I'm surprised you haven't realized yet, that she's been with you this whole time, feeding off your hate." It was then that Belia noticed she had a distinct shadow behind her.

Vegeta stood next to Bulma with his arms crossed. He was feeling uneasy. Matto handing over Bulma so easily wasn't sitting right with him. He didn't feel as if it were over yet. "Woman, do you feel Kakorot's existence or any of the others yet? I can't sense their energy."

Bulma had been too caught up with the thought of being rescued by her prince and seeing Vegeta again that the others were absent on her mind. She closed her eyes and placed her hand to her chest and she shook her head from side to side. "No. I can't feel them at all."

Again, Vegeta took Bulma's word for it. This was not over yet and things were about to get much worse, far worse than they had ever planned for. At that moment he saw Trunks, Piccolo, Gohan, Goten, Eighteen, and Yamcha cutting through the air in the distance. As soon as they landed, he grabbed Bulma by the wrist and walked her to them. "Take her home boy, and get out of here." He pushed her into Trunks's arms. Trunk's cheeks slightly blushed with embarrassment at the sight of his half nude mother in her bra and underwear. He also looked confused. Belia was nowhere in sight. He couldn't sense any negative energy either.

"Father, what's wrong?" Trunks asked. Although Bulma was in need of clothing, he knew there was a greater meaning in his father's words. He could hear the haste and distress that his tone carried.

Suddenly the tower began to shake and a shrill scream rattled their ears. Everyone cupped their ears and cringed in pain. Belia fell from the portal that had opened just feet away from the fighters. It looked like a small spiral galaxy had appeared out of thin air. Apparently Belia had suffered a terrible beating as well as her counterpart, Matto. Their bodies were discarded on the tiles of the lookout tower by a dark shadowy hand. They were unconscious.

"Damn! Trunks, take your mother and get out of here!" He demanded once more. The Z fighters watched as dark blob stretched over the tiles and shaped itself like some insidious abstract creature with no form. She looked deep into Vegeta's eyes and let out a great deal of laugher.

"I can see your greatest weakness Vegeta and I must say it's pretty pathetic."

"What?" He was absolutely disgusted by the beast's arrogance. He charged an attack and shot at the blob of darkness. It merely molded its abstract form around the blast of energy and sculpted itself into eight gigantic slippery worms with fangs and red eyes.

"Worms!" He shrunk back in disgust. He grew pale and his face was contorted with a grimace.

Bulma slapped a hand on her forehead. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment.

Just feet away, Belia finally regained consciousness to see the battle that was being waged on the tower. It was nothing she had expected. The prince of Saiyans was being chased around by eight large worms. "You can't be serious!" She shouted in fury and fired at them. She had only managed to hit one.

"Is this not what you fear?" The worm she had shot transformed back into a black shadow and molded itself into something different. With purple shoulders and a purple head, white skin, and red eyes, with a long tail, Frieza appeared on the scene.

Everyone turned their heads towards the new threat that had accumulated on the spot. His voice was exactly as she remembered, his laugh, his posture- she wanted to vomit. "Have you missed me?" Frieza waved his tail at her and the Z-fighters.

"Oh no!" Gohan exclaimed. They now had seven worms and a Frieza running around, wreaking havoc.