"After the Sleeper Woke Up" - Chapter Three Chapter Three

The tank hummed away in the lab in Capsule Corp. One small crew had set about the task of cleaning it up enough so that all the components could clearly be seen, then Bulma had done some work with it herself. She even managed to put a translator on it so she could figure out more about it.
She found that she had been right. It was a suspended animation tank, and by the information in the tank's logs, the Saiya-jin female had been in there for a little over 30 years. Bulma wondered if the girl had ever, even once, woke up and found herself in that liquid filled tank. . . though from inside, she thought it probably looked more like a coffin.
You're being morbid, Bulma thought, and turned back to the regeneration tank.
It stood along one wall, and looked much like a Saiya-jin regeneration tank, though bigger. There was a panel for controls to one side, and monitors for everything; heart rate, breathing, oxygen levels, brain waves, everything she could think of. The front of the actual tank was made of thick layers of supposedly shatter proof glass (though it had never been tested against a Saiya-jin), and to either side of the tank stood metal air tanks. There was a drain in the bottom of the tank, and a sliding metal disk panel that would slide over to cover it when the tank was actually in use. Inside was an oxygen mask. . . and restraints.
Trunks was supposed to be there in a minute. He wanted to be there to help move the girl, and to make sure she didn't wake up blasting. Bulma fingered the little bottle of fluid she held nervously. All she had to do was give the girl an injection of it. First, though, they had to get her out. It didn't seem like a big deal in theory, so why was it making her so nervous?
Her son walked in a minute later, and looked at the girl in the tank for a second before asking, "Ready?"
"As ready as I'm going to be," she said, and went to the controls. She drained the fluid from the tank first, and Trunks opened the door. The girl didn't stir at all; she slid down a little without the support of the fluid, and looked quite dead. Bulma carefully removed the tube from her nose and gave her an injection of the drug that was supposed to revive her. Then they waited.
The girl finally stirred a little. She gave a little groan, her eyelids fluttered, and the hole in her middle started to ooze blood. Nothing else, then. "Let's get her in the other tank," Bulma said. Trunks nodded and picked the girl up, then carried her over the tank where Bulma waited to hook her up to the equipment.
Soon the girl was suspended in the fluid filled tank. She still hadn't opened her eyes or given any real signs of being conscious, but she was breathing well (or as well as she could with a hole through her stomach), and her pulse was strong. The regeneration tank hummed softly as it did its work, but otherwise there was no sound. Bulma and Trunks stood still, watching it for a moment before Bulma noticed something.
"Hey. . .What is that?" Bulma took a step closer to the tank, peering into it. The light sparked and danced on something on a chain around the girl's neck. A crystal or a gem? It wavered now and again in the fluid as the girl drew breath, but Bulma could see the basic shape. It was tapered from the top and pointed on one end, and crystal clear, but something in the way it caught the light made it shine many different colors, never the same color twice. It was beautiful, and the only really fine looking thing the girl wore. Funny, she wouldn't have thought to find a Saiya-jin wearing something pretty like that. She hadn't thought it would fit in in the rough and tumble world of the Saiya-jin race.
"How long do you think it will take?" Trunks asked.
"I don't know. Maybe a few days, maybe a week or more. I really don't have any way of telling right now." Bulma stepped back and looked at the girl for a moment. "I just hope she isn't hostile when she wakes up."
"Me either."