Chapter 5 Bring it On

All of a sudden, Tuesday powered up. I don't have the ability to feel out another person's ki, but from the expression on Vegeta's face, she was impressive. A bright green aura escaped her body and shook the trees and wobbled my body. Vegeta remained in the same spot. "Travina, calm down." "Calm down!? For what!? Are you afraid to fight me?" Oh no, I thought. She shouldn't have ever said that. "Don't be ridiculous, woman. I am the strongest warrior alive, and being a saiyan amplifies my power." "Don't make me laugh! Master Frieza could tear you to pieces." "Your pitiful master is dead, beaten by my son, a mere child." She looked confused. "Ha. Now calm down before you get hurt." Her gown, now revealing every part of her body, reflected her ki. She was pissed. "Silly woman, your level isn't anywhere near mine. How do you expect to--"

I must have blinked, because the next thing I knew, Vegeta was on the ground, covered in dirt. "Vegeta? Whoa..." "Woman, you--" "Vegeta! Get up, ya jerk! Don't let that broad beat you!" "Shut up, stupid! She is not a challenge." "Oh yeah," she taunted. Tuesday dashed towards him, engaging in a lightning-fast kicking session. "Ugghh!" Vegeta fell right back down, this time blood escaping his mouth. "So, you mastered the technique." Vegeta muttered, trying to get up. "What technique?" I asked. "Instant Telekinesis." she responded. "Controlling time to increase your speed, ki, and strength, never losing a second. Only master psychics can do this. I am a challenge, Vegeta. No matter how strong you may have become over time, I still have the clock on my side. So here's how it is. Agree to be mine or die." For a moment, Vegeta began laughing. A great burst of ki escaped Vegeta, shaking everything around us, breaking the glass from the windows in the house. Vegeta stood, engulfed in blue fire, " Ha! What a pitiful reason to die, Travina. I will apologize for the outcome of your life, but I will not cower to you. I am Prince Vegeta, or have you forgotten? How dare you invade a prince's home and disturb his...his family!?"

Wow, he referred to me and Trunks as, as his family.

"...I loved you, Vegeta, more than anything. Why couldn't you see that? I don't want to hurt you, but--" Her tone hesitated, trying to hold back tears. "but if I can't have you, then...THEN NO ONE WILL!" She came at him again, and I couldn't see what was happening. It was all to fast for my eyes. Moments later, Yamcha, Gohan, and Krillen appeared. They all felt the intense battle in front of my own home. Gohan and Krillen eyed the fighting to see what was going on, however Yamcha was eying me. "What's going on, Bulma," Gohan asked, sleepy and confused. "It's a very long and complicated story, but Vegeta is fighting his ex-girlfriend over me." "Over you," Krillen opened. "Gee Bulma, I didn't know you were like that." "Not me, you ill-informed sick jackass! I mean, she wants to take him from me. What are you looking at!?" Yamcha blushed, but then realized something. "Um, Bulma, when did you learn how to fly?" I just looked at this moron. "I could never fly, idiot. She's holding me up with her mind. Isn't it obvious?" Dumb looks all covered their faces, except Gohan's. He was completely overwhelm in the fight. "Bulma, no offense, but she's a girl. How does she have all that power to last against Vegeta? We all know Vegeta is pretty tough." "I don't know, kid, but she can manipulate time." "Hey! Just like that freak from the Ginyu Force! You remember, Gohan, right?!" "Yeah, but she is much more talented and powerful. Just look. Every punch and kick is met with hers. Her powers allow her to slow his actions to her speed in order to keep up." "Whoa, kid. You're pretty damn smart." "Ah, thanks. But don't you think he needs our help? We just can't stand here and watch him lose." I was surprised he'd even say something like that. "Who said he's going to lose?" At that moment, I heard a voice. A quick sharp voice that resembled Tuesday echoed my own mind. Because of the control she had on me, I could link with her, but she was too busy to notice.

No, this can't be! I never wanted to fight you, my love, but why did you break my heart? You took everything away from me, EVERYTHING! And I still wanted to be yours. I still want to do any and everything you ask. But her. What do you see in her? What about her makes you so happy?!

Ughh!

"Ughh!" "Bulma! What's wrong?" Yamcha cried out, catching me as I fell to the ground. "I felt her." Vegeta and her stopped and landed to the ground. He glanced toward my way and immediately demanded what was going on. "I love you, Vegeta, but you truly are a fool. I've temporarily linked my mind with hers. If you kill me, her mind will travel to Hell with me, swept away by endless nightmares until she finally takes her own life. Stop this nonsense and I'll free her." Vegeta growled. "I don't believe you." "Really, then watch this." In the fragment of a second, my mind was overflowing with terrible visions. I saw visions of Nappa and Raditz all over me. I felt their lips, their hands, ravaging me all over. I saw Frieza and how he lusted for me as much as the other soldiers did and how it took all of the kindness out of me. I saw countless headless bodies piled before me and Vegeta patted me on the back, congratulating me. And I saw Vegeta on top of me, kissing me, reassuring me that I'm more to him than what I think. Finally, I felt that pain Tuesday endured when Vegeta refused any emotion toward her and how it broke her spirit. "NO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" I yelled out. "You see," she said. "Now agree to be mine."