Warnings: Well there's quite a bit of swearing.
Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT, the world, or the characters. And I still don't make money off of these fanfics, and I never will.
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I have been threatened! My mom says if I don't start doing my chores more often she will take away my computer access! Yipes! So my fics my be very short for awhile. That is, unless I don't post for long periods of time.
FYI, I'm doing a sequel to my golf fic. Thanks to ice queen's comment I got this really funny mental picture of Goku eating a golf ball. May not get it done for a while, but it's definatly going on my "to do" list.
Last Time: Vegeta finds himself in the underworld. Then on top of that finds himself face to face with Frieza. Meanwhile Goku finds Vegeta's body.
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-Vegeta-
I found myself facing Frieza. Hardly surpressing a cry of fear I slid back, trying to get as far away from him as possible. It wasn't that the tyrant feared me. Hell no! My power level had increased so much that if he tried to kill me it would be like a human vs me. It was the cold stare in his eyes. The broken spirit. A chill went down my back. To me, it felt like all hell had frozen over.
If they had been able to break him, what would they do to me? I cringed in a corner. I wanted to cry, I wanted to see my family. Why had I died. "Why?" I screamed.
Every one stopped and stared at me. I shook with uncontrolable fear. As I did, one of the guys in charge came up to me. He wasn't the least bit polite, he just hauled me to my feet and sneered. "Well, if it isn't the almighty Vegeta."
I felt the anger inside me begin to boil. ~Stay calm.~ I thought to myself.
"You are Vegeta?" the man asked cocking his eyebrow sarcastically.
I nodded my head slightly.
"Well then!" he clasped his hands together mocking me, "Right this way your highness!"
He shoved me roughly almost sending me over the edge into a deep canyon, the bottom of which was very far below. I know I shouldn't have been scared, I mean, if I was pushed over the edge I could always fly up, right, or did the laws of chi get contorted down here. I decided not to test my luck.
The guy just laughed insanly behind me. What was wrong with him?
I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm once again. This was beyond weird. All of a sudden he dragged me away from the pit. It was like he had heard something.
-Goku-
I carried Vegeta back to Capsule Corp as quickly as possible. My heart was racing now. He couldn't be dead. I refused to believe it. I crashed through one of the Capsule Corp. walls making sure to not damage Vegeta any further. "Bulma!" I cried. She came running.
"What is..." she was cut short by the sight of Vegeta.
"Hurry, I think..." I started to say.
Bulma shook her head, "No." she whispered silently, "It can't be." She immediatly hooked up medical equipment all around him. After she finished she gazed wordlessly at the screen of the heart monitor, there was a faint buzz in the background. "No." she whispered.
"I'm sorry." was all I could say.
"Do you know how hw died?" she asked.
I only shook my head no. I had no way of knowing.
-Vegeta-
I was dragged in front of King Yemma (is the Japanese name different? Because if it is please tell me, I really don't like the English one.) I stared up at the massive er...um...man, god, who knows. He reminded me of Ox-King (same here) for some strange reason.
"Vegeta." King Yemma's voice thundered down from where he sat.
"Uh, yeah?" I answered a bit unsure of himself.
"It's come to my attention that you have changed your ways greatly." King Yemma boomed.
"Uh, yeah." I replied.
"We won't remove you from hell..."
"What?" I asked suddenly very alert.
"Will you let me finish?" King Yemma hollered.
"Yes." I said weakly.
"So instead, since you died very abruptly, we are going to let you go back and bid your friends and family farewell."
"Why would you do that?" was all I asked building up a bit of courage.
King Yemma looked a little peeved, "I already said, it's a reward for cleaning up your act."
"You mean your going to bring me back to life!" I cried enthusiastically.
"Yes. But hold on there, there is a restriction, you'll only be alive for 24 hours." King Yemma yelled.
I froze halfway into a victory dance. "Only 24 hours, not even 48?"
"24 hours or nothing!" King Yemma lost his patience.
"Alright." I grumbled.
"Now get him out of my sight!" King Yemma ordered.
The next thing I knew I was outside in the forest. There beyond the trees was Capsule Corp. Something was wrong with me though. I looked down at myself and realized that I was just a spirit without a body. What?
Then it dawned on me. This is were I had died, they must have found my body by now. So it was probably at Capsule Corp. I floated into the building ad around the endless coridors. I think I scared one employee, but in the end I found what I was looking for.
Gently I dropped down into my cold body. I could feel myself become one again. And then I opened my eyes. Big mistake. Bulma was crying next to me and noticed my eyes snap open. This made her faint. Dang. As softly as I could a tried to slap her into conciousness. I guess it was a little too hard because she awaoke with a start.
"Vegeta! You, you...that hu, hurt!" watching her it was almost kinda comical because as she talked she seemed to remember that I was supposed to be dead. Her eyes went wide and she turned ashen gray. "Vegeta?" she asked trembling.
Apparently Trunks hadn't been told of my death because when he walked in he gave a small yelp and hid behind a chair. "What'd ya do to mom now?" he asked still hiding.
I gave a small sigh. It was good to be home.
"Remember Vegeta." an echoing voice reached my ears.
I snapped my vison up and all around the room. "Who said that?" I asked.
"It's me, your escort." the voice said.
My mind called up that guy who had nearly pushed me over the edge of that deep abyss. Involuntarily I shuddered.
"Remember." I heard him say. "Tick tock. You only have 1 day."
TO BE CONTINUED...
At least I got this up pretty quick...Oh, by the way, I probably ought to mention that I don't know the exact time this happens, Frieza is definatly dead, and Trunks has been born...Well any comments and/or constructive critisim welcomed. Just type in what you think in that box below and...
Little Voice: They know how to review.
JAT (that would be my initials): But...but...
Little Voice: Trust me, it's pretty easy to figure out.
JAT: Well, okay, but it seems like some of my readers don't know how to comment.
Little Voice: Are you insulting all those nice people who bother to read your stuff? Seven, or however many comments you have now on that other fic is nothin to pout about girl!
JAT: Okay, I'm sorry all you people out there. So anyway, any feedback is appriciated *flashes the anime victory sign.*
Little Voice: *Sweatdrop* Just shut up. This is getting longer than the fic.