Hello, I've been away for awwhile, but I'm still alive! This chapter is the longest. I hope you'll like it. I'll correct the mistakes later.
Good reading
Chapter 26: the story of a legend.
Today Trunks was six years old and Bulma couldn't stop seeing his father in her son. The small skinny boy was now showing some muscle thanks to Gohan's hard training, and he became more and more serious. Whenever he was facing something new, he would frown slightly like the man who sired him. Bulma could have been happy, yet the king's men were tracking her harder than ever. She didn't care anymore if her son was or not the next crowned prince, she just wanted him to live a normal life. He was supposed to be learning in prestigious school thanks to the money she had, not running away.
But most importantly, she started to grow accustomed to seeing her people as slaves, and that was scaring her. She hadn't been crowned Queen of Earth to let her people down. But what could she do? She had to look after her son, and she had no power against the Saiyan Empire.
All she could do was keeping herself informed. Every other day, she would receive a spy who would tell her everything that was happening in the Empire.
"The oldest half breeds are now old enough to purge planets. They are by themselves what we call a "fourth class", they are lower than third class in hierarchy yet important assets in battles." Said the lizard looking spy.
"So in spite of their Earthling blood they still have the urge to go to battle." Bulma replied tiredly.
"With your due respect your majesty, their condition are not desirable, I even heard that the most reluctant ones were threatened to have their mother and siblings killed."
Bulma nodded.
"What else?" (a/n: I want coffee,I know, it's a stupid joke but this story is too sad for my taste).
"Well, King Vegeta has raised the reward for… you know." The Ice-jin suddenly seemed nervous. "But according to my sources, good ones I mean, the Queen doesn't support the King's actions."
Bulma smiled when she heard that. At least the Queen was realizing that the king was endangering the royal family rather than protecting it.
"Apparently she even refuses his access to her bedroom. She pretends to want to recover from her miscarriage."
"I still don't understand why the king let this pregnancy, why didn't he put the child in an incubator?"
The spy raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Because the Queen is not allowed to use an incubator. They say it's a way to reinforce the bonds inside the royal family, and it's a proof of humility and strength, because she accepts to suffer to bring the next king to life."
Bulma's eyes widened. If Vegeta had let her use an incubator, therefore breaking this aw, it meant he was ready to suffer his father's wrath for her.
She needed to talk about something else, right now…
"Do you know who poisoned the Queen?"
The spy chuckled "Believe me your majesty, I'm not lacking of suspects. I can give you ten names at least of Saiyans, males and females who would be more than happy if the king died childless. All of them are strong, powerful, influent, rich, and ready to sacrifice anything to reach the throne."
"Actually, I'm quite amazed that the king keeps pretending you did it. Your power is very limited, this honor less murder wouldn't benefit you greatly. The nobles on the other hand have their private armies, scores of gold, and lots of influence, they all could easily make the people believe that the Queen is infertile, that the king is weak…"
"The king is not weak, he's crazy, he will make his people fall." Bulma replied bitterly.
"No your majesty, the King is devastated, he has lost his only son, his heir. You cannot imagine how proud he was of his son… Your majesty…"
The spy bobbed down his head, took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"I was working for Frieza before he died. King Vegeta's men have killed my whole family, and Frieza took me under his wing. Sure I suffered, I'm not proud of what I've done, sometimes I wanted to kill myself to spare millions of lives, but I knew it was useless since I was easily replaceable. Yet I admired Frieza because he was the biggest threat to the Saiyan Empire, he was holding their Prince."
"My admiration wasn't enough to stop me from hating Frieza, but I hated even more the King. However, I never wished him to lose his only son. I know how it feels your majesty, it's like you've amputated."…
Nefla was tying her robe around her waist when her mate entered in her bedroom.
"Woman, you will stop disrespecting me, and you will do what I demand of you."
"Get out" Nefla growled.
The king closed the door with force behind him, and approached her slowly, like a wildcat approaches an enemy.
"This is the last time you disrespect me and get unpunished."
He pinned her beneath him. She started to fight back, biting, kicking and clawing him. But this didn't affect him.
"Stupid little girl, you have no power. You are just a living womb for my child. You can fight me as hard as you can or want, you will never win."
He started to undress her…
…
Nefla stayed in her bed hours after her mate was done with her. She couldn't stop replaying his last words: You are just a living womb… You will never win.
"We will see… We will see." she hissed under her breath.
She dressed as fast as she could, and headed to the donjons. She finally reached the cell she was looking for. Inside it, a young dusty teenager was soundly asleep.
"Boy, Boy, wake up!" but he didn't budge.
"Stupid brat" she mumbled under her breath. She took a stick, probably belonging to the guardian of the donjon, and kicked the boy in the ribs.
"Ouch, whazzup ?" he asked.
"Boy, are you the one we call the traitor?"
"Yes my lady, that is me."
"Good, there are questions I want to ask you, then you'll have to do something for me."
"How? I'm in a cell?"
"Let me take care of this. Now, we have business to discus…"
Bulma was making Trunks study under the shade of trees.
"Trunks, please, concentrate!"
"Mom, who's that?" Trunks asked. Bulma turned her head.
"Probably another spy."
"I don't understand why you need to have so many spies."
"It's always a good thing to have several points of view on a topic sweetie. You can't…" she stopped her track. The figure approaching her was a teenager one. A familiar one. She rose from her chair, she blinked her eyes. It couldn't be… Could it be?
She started to run when the boy smiled to her. She ran, tears of joy running down her face.
"Goya !" she shouted before smothering him in a bone crushing hug.
"Bulma." He replied, he had tears in his eyes too.
"Oh Goya, baby, forgive me. I couldn't take you with me, I should have…"
"There's nothing to forgive" he replied.
They were back together. At last, there was a glimpse of hope.
…
" Goya, how did you managed to find me!" she asked. If Goya had found her, then any king's henchman could.
"I had 10,000 zenis with me. I spent most of them to find which planet you were on. Then I went to the Selmnian king and after a little chat he told me where you were."
"Who gave you those?" she asked.
"The Queen, she freed me and gave me the money. Actually she charged me of a message for you."
Bulma opened her eyes wide.
"Apparently the King has reached the Queen's limit. She wants you to put an end to the king's actions. She believes that you're the only one who can help her."
"She's wrong Goya, I have almost no power, I'm merely a symbol. I can't help her. If someone can help the other, it's her!"
"Apparently she has no real influence neither. According to her, she's more a slave than a leader. That's why she needs your help, and she's ready to do anything. She has decided to play her last card. She thinks all you need, is a little help."
Goya made Bulma sit on her couch.
"Bulma, have you heard of the Dragon Balls?" (a/n: that's the name of the series after all).
"It reminds me something." Bulma was now deeply concentrated.
"They are magic balls, apparently, once you gather the seven of them, a dragon appears and grants you three wishes."
"yes, YES! Frieza was looking for them. That's why he went to Namek. But this planet was destroyed, this balls, if they even exist, must be destroyed too."
"Apparently, one of them survived and succeeded to escape before the planet's explosion. According to sources the Queen has gathered, this Namek has found a isolated planet. Maybe he has taken the dragon balls with him!"
"So you want me…"
"To help me find the dragon balls, in this way, we can wish to have another leader instead of the King, you can stop the king!"
"But Goya, we aren't even sure they exist."
"I know, that's why I want you to come with me, to find out if it's a legend or not. With your scientific knowledge, it shouldn't be a problem to travel in space, and find out the truth."
"I… I don't know!"
"You should go" said a voice behind her. Trunks had listened to their conversation.
"Trunks…"
"That way, we won't have to run away all the time anymore."
"What about you?" Bulma was more than afraid to leave her baby boy.
"I will survive! Mom, just go!"
Bulma couldn't believe it. He was really his father's son. He was already thinking of his people, actually a people he didn't know and probably despised him. He was thinking of what they needed, not what he wanted. He was a true prince. She couldn't be prouder of him.
"Fine Goya, I will come with you" she said, never looking away from her son.
Somewhere in space
"According to my sources, the Namek should be here" said Goya.
They had been in a spacehip for about two weeks now. Meanwhile, Trunks was remained hidden with Chichi and Gohan in another house that the king had given them. Bulma couldn't stand it, she wanted to know if those dragon balls were just a fake.
"Bulma do you realize? We are so close. If this true, then Earthlings will be free, you can even rule the entire universe."
Bulma nodded.
"I know Goya, Yet I have a horrible feeling about this."
"Don't worry Bulma, we'll make it!"
...
Meanwhile one planet Vegeta II
"Your majesty, apparently the Earth Queen is going to finally land. The planet's coordinates are 251X 67882Y."
King Vegeta was jubilating. Once he would have killed this wench, the Earthlings would have lost any hope to find their liberty back, that is if they still had any. He would finally show her to the wprd and make her pay for what she had done to him.
"Woman, you've tricked and killed my son, and then you killed the other. I will make sure you will pay for this. CAPTAIN, ready the men, we have a woman to find."
…
Bulma arrived on the planet. She walked around, hoping she could find any form of life.
"HELLO ! Is there anyone here?" she shouted.
"Bulma you shouldn't yell, it could be dangerous, you don't know what could happen…"
Goya and Bulma stopped when they saw from afar a small green child playing with some kind of doll.
"Bulma, let's go there!"
They approached slowly. They were 5 meters from the child when the little boy said with a smile.
"It is no use to come here quietly, I hear you coming long ago!" Bulma came closer to him.
"How did you?"
"I just heard you, guess my hearing is better than yours."
"What's your name?"
"I'm Dende, and you?"
"My name is Bulma, and this is Goya… Dende, have you heard of the Dragon Balls?"
Little Dende froze immediately.
"What do you want."
"I was hoping I could use them to grant my wishes."
"I won't help you" screamed Dende, he was about to run away.
"Now wait, you don't understand, someone has destroyed my home, enslaved my people and killed the persons I loved the most. I need to stop him! Please."
Dende looked intensly in her eyes as if to find any lie.
"You must ask the Elder, come with me."
…
The king had landed. He couldn't wait.
"Your majesty, we found the woman among a group of weaklings. There's one of them with a lifeforce of 367, but he shouldn't be a problem."
"Let's go get her then. Gentlemen, you can kill every person you'll see but her? She's mine and I want her alive!" he roared
The king's small army flew off to Bulma's direction.
…
Bulma had expected to find no Namek, one if she was extremely lucky, but Dende brought them to a village full of Nameks of all size and of all age. They all were looking at Goya and her in suspicion, and she couldn't blame them: the last time strangers had come to their planet their word had been destroyed. Dende showed them a house bigger than the others.
"Go inside and ask the Elder if you still want to use the Dragon Balls" Dende said sternly.
Inside the house, Bulma and Goya saw the biggest Namek she had ever seen so far. He was so tall that his head brushed the ceiling, and he was as large as three Nappas.
"Elder" Bulma began "I thought there would be only one of you, not a whole village of Nameks."
"That's because they are all my children, young one. I was the only Namek who survived the planet's explosion. I took one of Frieza's men spaceship and flew away. Once I found this planet I created those dragon balls, then I gave birth to all my children, one by one."
"How can you give life to all of them, all by yourself."
"Namek aren't normal humanoids, we lay eggs by the mouth."
"Elder, we came here because…"
"I know why you came here, young one. We never met by I know who you are, Bulma, Queen of Earth. What you don't know is that your greatest enemy has found you."
"The king?" Bulma asked in fear.
"Yes, come here."
Bulma approached and the Elder put his larger hand on her head.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm searching for your intentions." The Elder kept quiet for a brief moment, beore adding.
"Very well, young one, I will let you use the dragon balls. But you should hurry. There here, on this table. Take them outside and ask Dende to translate your wishes in our language."
…
The Dragon Balls started to shine at the light of their planet's sun.
Dende screamed something in Namek. The sky became dark, and a huge creature appeared from the balls.
"Bulma, you can ask your first wish."
"I…" Bulma couldn't believe it, she could finally save her people.
"I wish the Earthlings were free again!" she screamed. Dende shouted something in the Namek language. The dragon shone in the dark sky, and then came back to normal before saying:
"Your wish has been granted."
"You two wishes left." Said Dende, a small smile forming on his lips.
Bulma wanted to ask for a new king for the Saiyan Empire, when suddenly she heard.
"Soldiers! There are soldiers coming!"
Bulma's eyes widened: the King!
"Bulma what do we do?" Goya asked.
Bulma needed to think, and quick. She was now lost in her mind: focus! What is the king's weak point? She wondered. Obviously his son.
Vegeta! The king had drastically changed after his son's death, he had become bitter and more aggressive. If only Vegeta were here… What if he was here?
She didn't know if it would work but she needed to try.
"Dende, can we bring people back to life with the Dragon Balls?" she asked, panic was starting to tie a knot in her stomach.
"Yes, you can." Replied little Dende.
"Then I wish Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, were brought back to life right before me!" she screamed.
Dende explain the dragon Bulma's wish.
"That will cost you two wishes, one to bring his soul on this planet, the other to resurrect him." Told the dragon with his hoarse voice.
"I don't care, just do it! Please."
Dende translated for her. The Dragon started to shine again…
…
The king could see all of them. The Nameks were running everywhere, and his men started to follow them. His men loved to play with their victims before killing them.
But he didn't care, the woman he had been looking for the past six years was there, right in front of him.
"You" the king whispered in a malicious voice. The woman was terrified. He took advantage of her panic to grab her by the collar. The young boy next to her tried to push him away. The king knocked him out.
"I have been dreaming of this moment, woman! Now, be ready to die!" He was about to crush her skull with his bare hands when suddenly a blinding lightning stroke right beside him.
"Your wishes have been granted" said the dragon before disappearing. But there was still light where the lightning had been. It was taking the shape of a body, a golden body.
"What are you!" the king asked. He had never seen such a phenomenon before.
The light dissipated, revealing Vegeta, wearing his royal attire.
"My… My son" the king had fell on his knees, small tears forming in the corner of his eyes. Never had he shed one tear for his dead son, but now he was in front of him… It was too much.
Bulma slowly approached Vegeta, he was really alive. It was unbelievable! He was still his old self.
"Vegeta?" she asked timidly.
He was looking at his hands, his eyes wide opened, apparently he couldn't believe he was alive. Finally he looked at her in the eyes.
"I guess you're the one who did that." He stated. "Not that I complain" he added with a smirk.
Vegeta approached his mate. They were now inches from each other. Bulma touched his cheeks, his forehead, his lips. She couldn't see him because of her tears of joy. He caressed her cheek, cupped her face before wrapping his arms around her, taking her in the most gentle hug he had ever given her.
"Vegeta!" she cried
"Woman." He whispered in her ears, then placed his forehead on hers.
…
They came back to planet Vegeta II, where Vegeta took care of everything his father had neglect. They found who poisoned Nefla and punished the guilt. Earthlings acquired a new status that gave them equality and freedom.
Trunks was made the new crown prince of the Saiyan Empire. The Empire seemed to have properous before it.
Everything was perfect, shiny and beautiful…