Egyptian Curses And Fate - Chapter 6

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"....." = speaking

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*****In Cairo*****

The gang walked into the lively city; Hannah holding her idol's, Vegeta, hand much to his dismay. Bulma sighed and wiped the sweat from her brow. She stood on her tiptoes and shaded her eyes from the sun, scanning the city for any automobile dealers.

"I see a car dealer!", Bulma announced happily. She turned around and pointed which way, "This way, guys!"

They trotted across the courtyard. They stopped before a short, grungy-looking man standing next to twenty or so cars.

"What can I do foh you, mah peoples?", he uncrossed his arms and slouched down on the hood of one of the cars. Bulma grimaced over his accent and cleared her throat.

"We are in need of a reliable automobile and-", she was cut off as the car at the far end made a popping noise and blew smoke out the back. She turned back to the dealer and lifted a suspicious eyebrow.

"Ehh.. it's just dah heat.", he chuckled nervously.

Vegeta grinned from behind Bulma. He glanced towards the same broken-down automobile and lifted his finger unnoticeably. The car obediantly bounced off the ground and into the air. It hovered for a moment before dropping back down to the ground with a loud crash. This made Hannah jump; Vegeta's eyes shot down to her.

"Are you alright, little woman?", he smirked at her. She shrugged.

"Didn't scare me!"

Bulma cleared her throat irritably. "EXCUSE ME! I AM TRYING TO CONVERSE WITH THIS.. uh.. gentleman ABOUT A CAR!"

"Kena nanji!" ~Damn woman!~

"Hey, man. Remember, she knows Ancient Egyptian. Trust me; I've known her a long time and you don't want to get her pissed.", Yamucha whispered into Vegeta's ear.

"Really?", he replied, seeming to take that to heart.

"NANJI! Toi de nanek shifenm!" ~Woman! You look like a chipmunk!~, Vegeta yelled out to her.

She mumbled something about "stupid ugly mummy kings" and continued about her business with the sleezy, car dealer.

*****Thirty minutes later*****

"About time, woman!", Vegeta said when Bulma pulled around, driving a beaten up piece-of-junk. It wasn't clear exactly what kind of car it was; if it was even a car. That wasn't quite clear either.

Bulma waved him off and told them to get in the car. Vegeta straightened his hat and levitated into the car.

"Vegeta!," Bulma whispered as loudly as possible when whispering, "Don't fly! Someone might see you!"

He simply replied, "Who wouldn't want to see me? I'm famous!"

"Not now, you aren't. This is the nineteen hundreds, man. And besides, since you wouldn't allow anyone to write about you in scriptures, nobody knows you existed.", Yamucha reminded him rather harshly.

Surprisingly, Vegeta had no response as he realized that indeed, Yamucha was right. Bulma gave Yamucha a scolding look for such a harsh statement and turned around to continue her driving, the car smoking or popping every now and then.

*****In Cairo*****

"Damn! It seems we've just missed them...", Mr. Bakh trailed off, very irritated. "SELFIA!"

The red-haired female scrambled up to her master and bowed her head, respectively.

"Where the FUCK are they now?!", he screamed at her. Worm stepped up defensively.

"Sir, it isn't Lady Selfia's fault that they got away.", he objected, and gave a sympathetic glance to Selfia. Mr. Bakh slowly turned his eyes to gaze upon his brained servant.

"Excuse me?", he questioned quietly.

"I-I said.. t-that it isn't her fault that th-"

"WORM, IF I WANT YOUR IDIOTIC OPINION, which I can assure you that I don't, I WILL ASK YOU FOR IT.", his master yelled, nose-to-nose with him.

Selfia looked at the two warily and smiled at Worm.

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"Vegeta? How much farther is it to the next dragonball?", Bulma asked as she pressed harder on the gas pedal.

"Not far.", came his quick response. He looked at Hannah, who was petting Velvet, and Yamucha and scooted up closer to Bulma to whisper out of the others' hearing.

"Woman-"

"Bulma.", she cut him off.

He sighed, "Bulma. I did not tell you this earlier because I had intended to use them both for myself, but the dragonballs grant TWO wishes."

She gasped excitedly. "Really?"

He nodded and hushed her. "Yes. Well, I'll.. give you the second wish.. if you want it.", he offered, grudgingly.

She beamed. "Wow! Thank you! Oh my.. what can I wish for?", she trailed off, thinking to herself about her wish.

"I can wish for a life-supply of strawberries! No! Better yet, I can wish for a perfect boyfriend! Yeah!", she talked to herself excitedly.

This caught Vegeta's attention. His face fell as his body coursed with jealousy. Why does she want a boyfriend? Why does she not want him? Is it because he's.. well.. dead? And most importantly, why the hell does he care? His thoughts were cut short as the 'car' screeched to a halt. Bulma hopped out of the vehicle and turned to face Vegeta.

"Is it anywhere around here?"

He nodded, "It's a little up ahead."

He began walking towards their destination. Yamucha jumped out of the car and lifted Hannah out. They all trotted to catch up to Vegeta. They walked a little ways before coming across a small, oddly-shaped cave. It was shaped like a witch's head. Bulma involuntarily shivered and grabbed ahold of Vegeta's arm. He glanced at it and argued with himself silently over whether to shrug her off or not. They hesitantly entered the seemingly abandoned cave in search of the dragonball hidden somewhere inside.

Yamucha heard a hissing sound and pulled Hannah behind him protectively. Vegeta did the same with Bulma and took a fighting stance. (Same ol' Veggie :P)

As if out of nowhere, a figure dropped from the top of the cave onto the ground. His face was hidden from view as he spoke, "What do you want? How dare you intrude upon me?"

Bulma began shaking fearfully.

"We come in peac-"

"Shut up, baka.", Vegeta cut Yamucha off, "We have come to take your dragonball! Give it to us at once!", he directed his words to the resident of the cave.

The figure stepped into the dim light, his facial features and body clear now. Bulma gasped and her heart pounded in her chest.

*He's.. so handsome..*

He had shoulder-length, black hair and icy, blue eyes. He loosened his orange scarf as he smirked at Bulma who was now as giddy as a schoolgirl who had just seen her crush walking down the halls. However, the little exchange did not go unnoticed by Vegeta and he growled threateningly at the younger-looking man.

"What do I get in return for you using my dragonball, 'friend'?", the man asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll give you treasure beyond your wildest dreams, 'pal'.", Vegeta replied smugly as he opened his hand revealing gold coins and rare jewels.

The man seemed willing. "My name is 17. You may use it, follow me."

Vegeta nodded and followed 17 to the back of the cave along with Bulma, Yamucha, and Hannah.


NEXT CHAPTER OF EGYPTIAN CURSES AND FATE: Another dragonball uncovered! And just who exactly is 17?


I know a few of you were expecting Goku to be the one with the dragonball, but let's face the facts - I don't really like Goku that much. I love 17! So sorry, you Goku-fans. Next chapter out soon. Ja ne! 3