The Soul and The Flesh Part XIIII After some discussion, Kami had created a suit of Saiyan armor for Raimi; based on what she was able to tell him of what the Saiyans headed for them would be wearing. One of the modern day Saiyans wore a full body suit under his armor for maximum protection, so she designed the same for herself, only with a black stretch suit, instead of blue. She also insisted on an extremely heavy weight, wanting almost 400 extra pounds instead of the customary 200 that the guys were wearing. Kami was very nervous about giving her so much weight to wear, but after Raimi admitted just how heavy she was already, he felt better about it.

"You weight THREE-HUNDRED POUNDS!" Mr. Popo gasped. Raimi blushed, hoping the guys didn't hear him.

"Hush! Yes, 300 pounds(136 kg!) and Goku probably weighs about 500 pounds (227kg), so now you know why we eat so much. We Saiyans have very heavy bones and dense, thick muscle; Vegeta-sei had gravity about ten times Earth normal, you know." She sniffed. Mr. Popo grabbed her arm and squeezed, humming as he noticed for the first time that her flesh was very solid. Kami waved his hand for them to follow him. He led them to a new room, similar to the Room of Space and Time, but without the clock. There was a sigil on the floor with a blue glow and a small mattress in the center. Mr. Popo sighed.

"Well, is this really necessary? The Pendulum Room seems safer." He said to Kami. Kami shook his head.

"We need more time. This is the only way to give her enough time for the training she needs." He turned to Raimi, his face serious. "Here you will be able to be gone for a year, and when you return, only a few weeks will have passed in this world. Also, I can still retrieve you, with out risk to myself or to Popo. King Enma offered to ask one of the Kaio's for help, but this is a way that I can help and keep track of you myself. Mind you I don't intend or even have the power to help that much, but I'll do what I can." Raimi raised an eyebrow at this enigmatic speech. King Enma asking the Kaio's for help? That was both amazing and touching. Still, this was scary and exciting, and she just wanted to get started.

"Well, what do I do?"

"You simply get into the circle and lie down. The room does the rest. I will be 'listening' to you, and if you are in too much danger, or if you call me, I'll bring you back. Somehow, I don't think you'll call, you're as stubborn as Goku is; neither of you like to accept help." She smiled weakly at this. "Are you ready?"

She nodded, and slowly walked into the circle. Her skin tingled, and she felt heavier already. By the time she reached the tiny bed(Which was some how her size exactly) she was ready to lie down. She got comfortable, and closed her eyes...

She opened her eyes, and saw that she was lying on some kind of lawn. She sat up slowly, and found herself facing several angry looking Saiyans, all in armor with short capes attached to their epaulets, all of them male. She looked around at them, blinking at the bright light of two suns in an orange sky. She stood, ignoring the gang around her. The gravity was intense, and she was having trouble adjusting. One of them stepped forward and leaned down from his impressive height to stare into her eyes.

"And just who are you, Chibi?" He said. She frowned at him, and stood up straighter.
"None of YOUR business. I am here seeking an audience with the King. You do know of his whereabouts, I hope?" She said, trying to radiate great dignity. This was hard to do since her knees were trembling from the gravity. The Saiyan glared at her angrily.

"I know better than any other where he is. But he doesn't speak to silly little girls. So, I say again..."
"Well, then I'll just have to go find him myself, if the one who "Knows better than any other where he is", can't help me. See you later." She shrugged. The other men sniggered, and the man in her face went red.

"You are going nowhere, Chibi. I'm gonna make you pay for that, and you're going to be sorry..." She stepped back and laughed. He was obviously not as important as he claimed, because she could see another man walking up to the scene. Besides, she could tell that she was stronger than he was, but not much. The gang parted as the new man came, until he stood next to her and the angry guy.

"What is going on here? Who is this woman, Potah?" His voice was steel, quiet and deadly. The men all stepped back as his eyes bored into the man before him.
"She wouldn't tell me, my Lord. I was just going..."

"He was going to kill me, without telling me how to find the King. The King will see me, I have...business with his Majesty." She broke in smoothly. The newcomer's hard black eyes turned to her, and she felt cold under his gaze.

"Really? I have to see this. The King doesn't see commoners, at least not if he can help it. What is your name?" His voice was commanding.
"I...my name is Raimi. I..."

"Come with me, then, and know that if you lie, the King will kill you, or maybe order me to do it." He turned and led her away. Luckily he walked slowly, so she was able to keep up. He didn't seem to notice her problem, yet.
"Excuse me, but may I ask your name?" She asked politely. After a short pause, he nodded.

"Togarashi, in the pure tongue. Most call me Togai. Your name is not Saiyan, yet you are definitely Saiyan. Why is this so?" He asked. She peeked up at him, but his face was emotionless, giving away nothing. She had to think fast.

"I...I was sent off as most of us are. But, I don't remember anything of the last sixteen years. I don't even remember getting back here. The gravity is more than I'm used to..." She was only half lying, with this story. She saw his eyes rest on her, and could tell he didn't believe her. He seemed to be waiting for some thing more from her. She was silent though, figuring the less she talked, the less likely she was to slip up.

He was taking her to a city, huge and actually rather primitive to her eyes. She realized that this city had not been built by or even for the Saiyan Empire, but had been taken over from its original inhabitants. She looked around like a country bumpkin, uncaring of Togai's presence next to her. Luckily her glazed eyed staring helped to convince Togai that she wasn't lying about losing her memory. Slowly, she began to notice that the people of the city, Saiyans all, were nervous, as if they were waiting for an attack. None of them were dressed in armor, and there were very few women. She could feel their fear and hopelessness. What had happened to these people to make them like this?

Finally, they stood outside the Palace. She was impressed, but also a little sad thinking about the fact that the people who had built it were destroyed. She doubted if any of the people in this city have ever thought twice about its origins. Togai's voice intruded on her thoughts.

"Come along. I have other things to do. If you're wrong, it won't take long to die." "Oh, come on! Just get me in there, and stop rooting for my demise, please!" Raimi snapped before she could think to stop her self, already sick of the thick aura of death hanging everywhere. He was probably going to kill her for that! Instead, he smiled warmly at her, surprising her when he laughed.

"All right, I'll "just get you in there," I hope he doesn't kill you, actually. You seem perky." He said, and walked into the huge doorway.