Nafteta looked at the rest, whom were still gasping at what just happened. He calmly walked to them. "Everybody fine?" Everybody nodded faintly.
On this moment, Goku noticed something he didn't hear during the heat of the battle. Normally, when a person was fused, both voices could be heard when the fusion spoke. But Nafteta didn't. And he was fused for longer than an half hour. This fusion had to be special. Not very surprisingly, after all the things they had seen and happened. But he wondered if he would ever split up. It was different from any other fusion. This was a real new person. Would he give up his identity to become Vegeta and Nafta again?
The answer was positive.
"It's time for me to go. I go back to the form I was before." Nafteta split up, back to Vegeta and Nafta.
Trunks cheered. Cheva and Sedus smiled at Nafta. Nafta felt bad. His enemy was dead, yes, and the universe was safe once again ( at least, for a while) but Amon… They had been friends, he thought. But now he had been his enemy. He had been it all the time. He hadn't lost a friend, he had never had that friend.
Sedus tried to comfort Nafta, but it didn't really help. Sedus felt bad about Amon too.
Nafta moved back towards his ship. He was thinking where to go to… Which planet or star he should go to… It all seemed pointless now, maybe he should take some rest for a while. He had been through a couple of heavy days now.
He stopped when someone put his hand on his shoulder. He turned around. "What is it Vegeta?" "You are going to leave now, immediately?" Nafta nodded. "Why?" "Why not? My job is done here." Vegeta let him go. Nafta tried probe Vegeta's look, but it was hard to say what he meant. He didn't proceed walking, he just looked at Vegeta.
Someone else interrupted them. "Nafta, I need you." Vegeta and Nafta looked at the one who had said it. A small man, with short white hair, and black hair. Strangely, his appearance somehow resembled Chandor's. "Who are you? Where do you come from?" Vegeta and Nafta asked at the same time. "You don't recognize me in this form, which is my original one. But if I was a huge dragon, I would attract too much attention." Vegeta didn't know where he was talking about, Nafta did. "You came to get the sword and armor back?" "Yes. That's one of the things I wanted to do here." "They're laying over there." Vegeta interrupted them. "Wait a sec! You may know him, but I don't! What and who are you?!!" "The first one. The first mort, and the lord of the chaos fortress." "Should I trust you? You look much like that freak, that DEAD freak." The man grinned and revealed sharp teeth, teeth just like Chandor had. "That's right. We're family. I'm his younger brother. Me and Chandor were always in fight, and one day he went too far. We both were on the other side. He was evil, I was good. I fought him. I won." "And why wasn't he dead?" "The ones who know how to manipulate energy can get free from any prison. Even from hell. But he will lose all his energy with that. It will thousands of years before he will raise again. And than, again, there will be a warrior to take him down. And funny, now he is beaten because two brothers finally overcame their fights, and worked together to beat him." Nafta grinned. Vegeta mumbled something nobody could understand. The man looked at Nafta. "But I'm not here without a reason. It's something more important. I can't stay at the chaos fortress forever. In thirty years, I have to leave it, otherwise I will disobey the rules of afterlife. I can not stay alive for ever, maybe I could do that with my powers, but than I would become corrupted myself. I'm looking for someone to take over the job at that time. I think you are the only right person Nafta." Nafta gasped for a second. "ME!?" "Yes. You. You helped beating Chandor, and you know how the chaos fortress works." "Eh….ok." "Good! I'll warn you when it's time."
The strange men disappeared, he just faded away.
"Now, that was a strange thing, wasn't it?" Vegeta sighed and walked back to the rest, shaking his head. Nafta grinned (a kinda Vegetalike smirk, they had some things in common) Vegeta didn't hate him anymore, but maybe he didn't want anyone to notice that. Maybe he could stay a few days…
A week later he left earth. Bulma insisted he would send some messages, she could receive them with the new space transistor she had build. Vegeta only said goodbye, no other things but Nafta could read his emotions. He smiled back. "Maybe we'll see each other again." He got in his ship, after Cheva got back in his bubble. He waved one more time, activated the ship and flew away.
Editors note; Finally, it's finished, my first real fanfic! Do you think it's crap? Or is it ok? Please just send and email with you thoughts about it. girlysprite@hotmail.com
Maybe I should write a sequel????
Oh yeah, forgive me for the grammar mistakes and so on, English is not my native language, I'm Dutch.
