Through The Eyes of A Saiyan
Written by Jennifer and Mandy
Chapter 3 - Tragedy
Part A
Bra sat in her father's lap leaning her head on his chest, while he rubbed her back gently. Suddenly Vegeta looked up and turned his head towards the stairs in alarm. He looked back down at Bra and pushed her hair out of her face, "I think I better go see how your mother is feeling." He got up and set Bra back in the chair, "You stay here Bra."
"Hai Tousan." she said obediently.
He headed upstairs swiftly, while, in the back of his mind, sensing something was wrong. Vegeta got to the top of the stairs and preceded down the hallway, "Woman?" he called. He got to the bedroom door and opened it little at first, a little more worried "Woman?" when there was no response; he opened it completely, revealing Bulma lying on the floor unconscious. Vegeta gasped, "BULMA!!!" He immediately rushed over to pick her up, then laid her on the bed. He reached his hand down to touch her lightly on the forehead, not believing what was happening and to stunned to speak any words. When he snapped back to reality, he grabbed her up, making sure not to cause her any more harm and rocketed out of the bedroom window heading to the hospital, leaving a vapor trail behind him.
Bulma's hair blew sharply in the wind, as a few blue strands whipped around her neck and back off. Vegeta had his focus in front of him, glancing down at Bulma every once in a while to see if she was still breathing. Her face was tear-stained and she was taking in sharp gasps of breath. He arrived at the hospital and flew through the door, kicking it down with his foot. Vegeta scanned the area, looking for the front desk. Not seeing it immediately, he turned right, around the nearby corner, with Bulma still in his arms. He saw the reception desk a few feet away and quickly ran over to the lady, who was chatting on the phone at the time.
"No I'm not going to spoil it for you Claire! You'll have to see it yourself but it's a great movie." the receptionist babbled on.
Vegeta slammed his fist on the counter, "HEY!!"
The lady looked up at Vegeta, a bit startled, and held a finger up to his face. "Please wait in line, sir. There are people signed in before you".
Bulma coughed a little and moaned, gasping for air.
The lady started talking on the phone again; when Vegeta saw this, he grabbed the phone and crushed it in his hand, "LISTEN TO ME, YOU BAKA WOMAN, SHE NEEDS HELP IMMEDIATELY!!!" he demanded quite harshly.
Bulma, who was slowly gaining consciousness, grabbed Vegeta's shirt and clenched her teeth in pain.
Vegeta accidentally transformed into Super Saiyan, growing more angry by the minute at knowing that Bulma was in pain and that these infernal people wouldn't do anything about it. As everybody panicked at seeing this transformation, he forced himself to power down, "If you don't get her some help now I'm going to blast you to oblivion!!" he spat out through clenched teeth.
Bulma gritted her teeth while she slipped out of consciousness once more. Her hand dropped from the grip she had on Vegeta's shirt.
Meanwhile, the receptionist, petrified at what had just happened, pulled up the radio and called for an ER staff to report to the front desk immediately. A few seconds later, there came a full staff of doctors running down the hallway with a stretcher. When the stretcher arrived, Vegeta gently laid Bulma down and gripped her hand in desperation. The doctors quickly rolled her to the emergency room as she was pulled away from his grasp. A doctor remained with Vegeta, and directed him to the ER waiting room while explaining what they will be doing.
Vegeta grabbed the doctor by the collar, lifting him off the ground a few inches, "If anything happens to her, this hospital will not remain standing!! You got that?!"
The doctor put his hands up to his collar, and told Vegeta to calm down or he would have to call security.
Vegeta placed the doctor back on the ground and walked away with his arms folded and preceded to the waiting room. When Vegeta arrived, he promptly began pacing, breaking out in a nervous sweat. "What could be wrong with her?" he asked, obviously troubled, "One minute she's fine and the next she's hardly breathing! Nothing like this has ever happened to her before!" He continued pacing, not being able to calm down enough to sit still.
Meanwhile, in the emergency room, various doctors and nurses ran around gathering supplies and tending to Bulma. They hooked her up to an oxygen mask to help with her respiration.
A nurse called out, "Doctor Masuda! We're losing her!"
The doctor demanded, "Quick! I need the defibrillators!"
The nurse retrieved them at once and handed them to the doctor while turning on the machine. Doctor Masuda grabbed them and hurried back over to Bulma, placing the defibrillators on her chest.
"CLEAR!" the doctor shouted.
The electric shock was sent through, causing her chest to rise momentarily before falling back down.
"She's not responding." the nurse acknowledged.
"Increase voltage." Doctor Masuda demanded, then repeated the procedure while glancing up at the heart monitor.
The nurse breathed a sigh, "It's beginning to work."
The doctor, keeping his eye on the heart monitor, did the procedure one last time.
"She's stabilizing now." the nurse informed.
Meanwhile in the waiting room, Vegeta paced worriedly. He glanced up saw a conveniently placed pay phone. "I suppose I should call Trunks." Vegeta murmured to himself. He walked over to the phone while digging in his pocket for 50 cents. After he slid in the quarters, he waited impatiently for a dial tone before pressing the series of numbers. After the tone was heard, he dialed Goku's number, being very careful not to use excessive power and poke a hole straight through the keypad. As Goku's number was pressed hesitantly, Vegeta gritted his teeth, knowing that he would have to speak to Goku and yet his mind racing with fear for Bulma. He leaned against the wall while waiting for an answer.
Goku jumped up at hearing the phone ring, "I'll get it!" he yelled while running down the hall. He got to the phone and quickly picked it up, "Hello?" he said, his cheerful disposition apparent in his voice.
Vegeta closed his eyes as his anger increased. "Kakarott, it's me." he said through clenched teeth.
"Hey Vegeta!! How are you? Whacha doin'?" Goku replied excitedly.
Vegeta opened his eyes and stared at the phone booth, his left eye twitching in annoyance at Goku's excessive happiness. "Kakarott, I haven't the time nor the desire to talk to you! Put Trunks on the phone NOW!"
Goku glanced at the phone receiver out of the corner of his eye with a hurt expression. "All right Vegeta." He turned his head away from the phone and called upstairs, "TRU-UNKS! VEGETA'S ON THE PHOOONE!! HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!!!"
Upstairs, Trunks and Goten were playing cards on the bed. Trunks turned to look at the door after hearing Goku. "That's strange. Why is Tousan calling me?" he asked while laying his cards down and getting off the bed to walk to the door.
Goten also got up after laying his cards down to follow Trunks. "I wonder what he wants."
Trunks glanced over his shoulder and shrugged. "I hope nothing is wrong." he thought to himself while opening the door.
Goku jerked away from the phone, shutting his eyes tight, and held it out at arm's length, though still able to hear Vegeta's rants of impatience clearly. He turned his head to the side and yelled again, "HE SAYS HURRY UP TRUNKS! I THINK IT'S IMPORTANT!!"
At hearing this, Trunks picked up his pace, "Hai, ok, I'm here", he said, while taking the phone from Goku's hand. "Hai Tousan?"
"Trunks!" Vegeta quickly replied with a worried voice.
"Tousan?? Nan desu ka?"
"You better get down here quick, boy. I'm calling you from the hospital."
Trunks began to get nervous and his mind started racing. "What's wrong? What happened?!"
Vegeta continued to explain, "It's your mother. I do not know what happened! I found her on the floor unconscious!"
Trunks' face lost all color as he struggled to hold his grip on the phone. He found himself at an utter loss for words.
After getting no response from his son, Vegeta shouted in the mouthpiece, "Trunks?! Get down here and hurry!" he continued, "Your imouto is still at the house. Pick her up before you come."
Trunks turned to face Goten with a grim look forming on his face, yet still looked at the floor, "Umm, hai, Tousan. I'll be there as soon as I can."
Goten looked at Trunks with concerned-filled eyes, "Trunks? What's wrong? What did Vegeta say?"
Trunks hung up the phone but didn't take his gaze off the floor. He had small tears in his eyes as well as a distressed expression on his face, "I have to leave." he said plainly.
"Trunks! Tell me what's wrong, darn it!" Goten demanded a little louder than before.
Trunks angled his downward with an angry expression on his face. "It's Kaasan...Kaasan's in the hospital. Tousan sounded really worried and it doesn't sound good."
Surprised at what he just heard, Goten exclaimed, "Oh no! That's awful!"
Goku, who had been listening from the other side of the room, while leaning on the wall, asked with a worried tone in his voice, "What's wrong with her, Trunks?"
Trunks looked over towards Goku, "I don't know...all my dad said was that he had found her unconscious on the floor. I have to go pick Bra up; she's still at the house. Umm, would it be ok if I brought her here? I don't want her to have to be at the hospital, that is just not a good place for her to be, especially if Kaasan is there."
Goku nodded, "Of course, that'll be fine." Then he pushed of the wall with his elbow and stood upright, "If you want, I can go pick her up so you could get to the hospital faster."
Trunks half-smiled as he turned towards the door, "Thanks, that would save me some time. Tousan did sound quite urgent." When he got to the doorway, he quickly turned back around, "Oh yeah, Goku, don't tell Bra what happened...not yet...I don't won't her to worry."
"Sure thing", Goku replied with a nod.
"Arigatou Goku" Trunks turned around and with determination and pushed off the ground. In the blink of an eye he was gone as a vapor trail followed behind him.
Written by Jennifer and Mandy
Chapter 3 - Tragedy
Part A
Bra sat in her father's lap leaning her head on his chest, while he rubbed her back gently. Suddenly Vegeta looked up and turned his head towards the stairs in alarm. He looked back down at Bra and pushed her hair out of her face, "I think I better go see how your mother is feeling." He got up and set Bra back in the chair, "You stay here Bra."
"Hai Tousan." she said obediently.
He headed upstairs swiftly, while, in the back of his mind, sensing something was wrong. Vegeta got to the top of the stairs and preceded down the hallway, "Woman?" he called. He got to the bedroom door and opened it little at first, a little more worried "Woman?" when there was no response; he opened it completely, revealing Bulma lying on the floor unconscious. Vegeta gasped, "BULMA!!!" He immediately rushed over to pick her up, then laid her on the bed. He reached his hand down to touch her lightly on the forehead, not believing what was happening and to stunned to speak any words. When he snapped back to reality, he grabbed her up, making sure not to cause her any more harm and rocketed out of the bedroom window heading to the hospital, leaving a vapor trail behind him.
Bulma's hair blew sharply in the wind, as a few blue strands whipped around her neck and back off. Vegeta had his focus in front of him, glancing down at Bulma every once in a while to see if she was still breathing. Her face was tear-stained and she was taking in sharp gasps of breath. He arrived at the hospital and flew through the door, kicking it down with his foot. Vegeta scanned the area, looking for the front desk. Not seeing it immediately, he turned right, around the nearby corner, with Bulma still in his arms. He saw the reception desk a few feet away and quickly ran over to the lady, who was chatting on the phone at the time.
"No I'm not going to spoil it for you Claire! You'll have to see it yourself but it's a great movie." the receptionist babbled on.
Vegeta slammed his fist on the counter, "HEY!!"
The lady looked up at Vegeta, a bit startled, and held a finger up to his face. "Please wait in line, sir. There are people signed in before you".
Bulma coughed a little and moaned, gasping for air.
The lady started talking on the phone again; when Vegeta saw this, he grabbed the phone and crushed it in his hand, "LISTEN TO ME, YOU BAKA WOMAN, SHE NEEDS HELP IMMEDIATELY!!!" he demanded quite harshly.
Bulma, who was slowly gaining consciousness, grabbed Vegeta's shirt and clenched her teeth in pain.
Vegeta accidentally transformed into Super Saiyan, growing more angry by the minute at knowing that Bulma was in pain and that these infernal people wouldn't do anything about it. As everybody panicked at seeing this transformation, he forced himself to power down, "If you don't get her some help now I'm going to blast you to oblivion!!" he spat out through clenched teeth.
Bulma gritted her teeth while she slipped out of consciousness once more. Her hand dropped from the grip she had on Vegeta's shirt.
Meanwhile, the receptionist, petrified at what had just happened, pulled up the radio and called for an ER staff to report to the front desk immediately. A few seconds later, there came a full staff of doctors running down the hallway with a stretcher. When the stretcher arrived, Vegeta gently laid Bulma down and gripped her hand in desperation. The doctors quickly rolled her to the emergency room as she was pulled away from his grasp. A doctor remained with Vegeta, and directed him to the ER waiting room while explaining what they will be doing.
Vegeta grabbed the doctor by the collar, lifting him off the ground a few inches, "If anything happens to her, this hospital will not remain standing!! You got that?!"
The doctor put his hands up to his collar, and told Vegeta to calm down or he would have to call security.
Vegeta placed the doctor back on the ground and walked away with his arms folded and preceded to the waiting room. When Vegeta arrived, he promptly began pacing, breaking out in a nervous sweat. "What could be wrong with her?" he asked, obviously troubled, "One minute she's fine and the next she's hardly breathing! Nothing like this has ever happened to her before!" He continued pacing, not being able to calm down enough to sit still.
Meanwhile, in the emergency room, various doctors and nurses ran around gathering supplies and tending to Bulma. They hooked her up to an oxygen mask to help with her respiration.
A nurse called out, "Doctor Masuda! We're losing her!"
The doctor demanded, "Quick! I need the defibrillators!"
The nurse retrieved them at once and handed them to the doctor while turning on the machine. Doctor Masuda grabbed them and hurried back over to Bulma, placing the defibrillators on her chest.
"CLEAR!" the doctor shouted.
The electric shock was sent through, causing her chest to rise momentarily before falling back down.
"She's not responding." the nurse acknowledged.
"Increase voltage." Doctor Masuda demanded, then repeated the procedure while glancing up at the heart monitor.
The nurse breathed a sigh, "It's beginning to work."
The doctor, keeping his eye on the heart monitor, did the procedure one last time.
"She's stabilizing now." the nurse informed.
Meanwhile in the waiting room, Vegeta paced worriedly. He glanced up saw a conveniently placed pay phone. "I suppose I should call Trunks." Vegeta murmured to himself. He walked over to the phone while digging in his pocket for 50 cents. After he slid in the quarters, he waited impatiently for a dial tone before pressing the series of numbers. After the tone was heard, he dialed Goku's number, being very careful not to use excessive power and poke a hole straight through the keypad. As Goku's number was pressed hesitantly, Vegeta gritted his teeth, knowing that he would have to speak to Goku and yet his mind racing with fear for Bulma. He leaned against the wall while waiting for an answer.
Goku jumped up at hearing the phone ring, "I'll get it!" he yelled while running down the hall. He got to the phone and quickly picked it up, "Hello?" he said, his cheerful disposition apparent in his voice.
Vegeta closed his eyes as his anger increased. "Kakarott, it's me." he said through clenched teeth.
"Hey Vegeta!! How are you? Whacha doin'?" Goku replied excitedly.
Vegeta opened his eyes and stared at the phone booth, his left eye twitching in annoyance at Goku's excessive happiness. "Kakarott, I haven't the time nor the desire to talk to you! Put Trunks on the phone NOW!"
Goku glanced at the phone receiver out of the corner of his eye with a hurt expression. "All right Vegeta." He turned his head away from the phone and called upstairs, "TRU-UNKS! VEGETA'S ON THE PHOOONE!! HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!!!"
Upstairs, Trunks and Goten were playing cards on the bed. Trunks turned to look at the door after hearing Goku. "That's strange. Why is Tousan calling me?" he asked while laying his cards down and getting off the bed to walk to the door.
Goten also got up after laying his cards down to follow Trunks. "I wonder what he wants."
Trunks glanced over his shoulder and shrugged. "I hope nothing is wrong." he thought to himself while opening the door.
Goku jerked away from the phone, shutting his eyes tight, and held it out at arm's length, though still able to hear Vegeta's rants of impatience clearly. He turned his head to the side and yelled again, "HE SAYS HURRY UP TRUNKS! I THINK IT'S IMPORTANT!!"
At hearing this, Trunks picked up his pace, "Hai, ok, I'm here", he said, while taking the phone from Goku's hand. "Hai Tousan?"
"Trunks!" Vegeta quickly replied with a worried voice.
"Tousan?? Nan desu ka?"
"You better get down here quick, boy. I'm calling you from the hospital."
Trunks began to get nervous and his mind started racing. "What's wrong? What happened?!"
Vegeta continued to explain, "It's your mother. I do not know what happened! I found her on the floor unconscious!"
Trunks' face lost all color as he struggled to hold his grip on the phone. He found himself at an utter loss for words.
After getting no response from his son, Vegeta shouted in the mouthpiece, "Trunks?! Get down here and hurry!" he continued, "Your imouto is still at the house. Pick her up before you come."
Trunks turned to face Goten with a grim look forming on his face, yet still looked at the floor, "Umm, hai, Tousan. I'll be there as soon as I can."
Goten looked at Trunks with concerned-filled eyes, "Trunks? What's wrong? What did Vegeta say?"
Trunks hung up the phone but didn't take his gaze off the floor. He had small tears in his eyes as well as a distressed expression on his face, "I have to leave." he said plainly.
"Trunks! Tell me what's wrong, darn it!" Goten demanded a little louder than before.
Trunks angled his downward with an angry expression on his face. "It's Kaasan...Kaasan's in the hospital. Tousan sounded really worried and it doesn't sound good."
Surprised at what he just heard, Goten exclaimed, "Oh no! That's awful!"
Goku, who had been listening from the other side of the room, while leaning on the wall, asked with a worried tone in his voice, "What's wrong with her, Trunks?"
Trunks looked over towards Goku, "I don't know...all my dad said was that he had found her unconscious on the floor. I have to go pick Bra up; she's still at the house. Umm, would it be ok if I brought her here? I don't want her to have to be at the hospital, that is just not a good place for her to be, especially if Kaasan is there."
Goku nodded, "Of course, that'll be fine." Then he pushed of the wall with his elbow and stood upright, "If you want, I can go pick her up so you could get to the hospital faster."
Trunks half-smiled as he turned towards the door, "Thanks, that would save me some time. Tousan did sound quite urgent." When he got to the doorway, he quickly turned back around, "Oh yeah, Goku, don't tell Bra what happened...not yet...I don't won't her to worry."
"Sure thing", Goku replied with a nod.
"Arigatou Goku" Trunks turned around and with determination and pushed off the ground. In the blink of an eye he was gone as a vapor trail followed behind him.