Mind Games
By: Kay Breifs
Summary: An old friend of Vegeta comes to earth to kill him. Vegeta's afraid that his friend will find out about Bulma and their children.
Chapter 5: Birthday Girl; Part 2
Goku lifted his head, the spoon still in his moth, as he scans the surroundings. Some one was here. A powerful someone. Goku finally found him. He was a couple miles north of Capsule Corp. He hurried and finishes off his tenth bowl of soup. "Bulma, I gotta go. I'll be back soon. Tell ChiChi I won't be gone long and for her to save some ice cream. Vanilla not strawberry or chocolate but vanilla."
"Okay Goku. I got it. Vanilla ice cream. But would you mind if I ask you where you're going?"
"Somewhere close by. I promise I'll be back. There's something I have to do."
"Okay. See you soon. And you better be back in an hour. I'm opening my presents."
Son Goku agreed then flew off at a super speed. The powerful person was father away then he first thought. He spotted a clearing with a girl. He stood still as he watch the girl. She was the one. The one he came to find. The saiyan study her appearance from the distance. Blue, he thought, she's all blue. Blue hair and a blue outfit. Her eyes probably are blue too. He flew down to her. She quickly came to her feet in a fighting stance. Her blue eyes locked with his surprise black ones. "Hi, I'm Son Goku.
Her eyes widen in surprise the in disbelief. "Son Goku? No way. You look nothing like him. If you really are who you claim to be, fight me."
"Fight you?"
"Fight me."
"I don't even know your name."
"It's B-err LB. Lava Blue."
"Lava Blue suits you."
"I don't care what you think," LB screamed at him. "Just try to hit me.
Goku stared at her. The woman had a scar on her cheek, much like his father, Bardock. A longer, deeper scar ran down her left arm. He also noticed the woman was desperate. And her eyes were grief-stricken. The woman didn't really know what she was doing. "I don't think we should fight right now. You haven't done anything to me so as I see it we don't have a need to fight."
"Ohm I'll gave you a reason!" LB spread her hands out to her sides, her feet spread apart. She screamed as she power up to do her move. She clapped her hands and shouted, releasing the giant energy ball.
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Vegeta took his eyes off of Bulma to stare over to the north. Kakarot was over there. He was with someone. Someone who knew his attack. And that person was using his Final Flash. Vegeta quickly flew to find the two.
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Trunks stopped in mid-step. Someone was using Final Flash. An attack only he and his father knew. "My father?" Trunks asked himself. How did he know his father knew that attack? And who taught him Final Flash?
"Trunks? What'samatter?"
"Do you feel that? That's an attack only I know. And I think my father does. I'm not sure. Cuz I can't remember him but then some things I just immediately think of something as a thing my father would do or say. Do you think my father could make us stop remembering him?"
"I don't know."
Trunks, coming out of his glooming mood, stare mischievous at his best friend. "Let's fuse into Gotenks! Then go find your dad and who ever is using Final Flash."
"Let's fly a little bit. I don't want Mom to find Gotenks. She'll be mad."
"Okay!"
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Zack and Anna stared to the North. "Final Flash," they whispered. "Vegeta finally showed himself." Zack turned his eyes back to the half saiyans. The purple hair one whispered something to the other. They smiled. "Do you think, Anna, that they knew Vegeta but they somehow forgot him? Kids forget a lot of things."
"It's not possible. When we search their minds we see the stuff they're not aware of, things they forgotten. To know Vegeta and not remember they had to have their minds erase of Vegeta. No one anywhere can do that. Not Vegeta anyway."
"Of course Vegeta couldn't. He's just a giant stupid monkey!" The crickets around Capsule Corp. stopped chirping.
"Did you say 'giant stupid monkey'?"
Zack turned around and saw a tall man glaring at him. "What if I did? You're nothing but a weakling human. If my Lord Frieza was still alive, he could kill you just by tapping your forehead. Just one tap and your skull would cave in, killing you. That's how strong my Lord Frieza was. If a stupid monkey hadn't killed him first." The man laughed and laughed and laughed. He was rolling on the floor with tears streaming down his face. "What's so funny?" Zack demanded.
Anna stared at the laughing man. "Zack, um, I thing he's a, um, monkey--I mean ape--saiyan."
"Anna, shut up! How can he be saiyan if he doesn't have black hair?"
"Remember the purple hair saiyan? The one that's down there?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"He is a saiyan just like this one. Both of their mothers must have stronger genes then their saiyan father."
The man swiped his cheeks. "Tanks for the laugh. I haven't laughed like that for a long time. Frieza kill me?" He shook his head in disbelief. Then he stared Zack straight into his eyes. That's when Zack knew he made a major mistake about this man. There was coldness in his eyes that spoke of years upon years of hard times. This man knew death, still does, and walks hand in hand with death; taking life just as easily as death itself does. This man who knew a few happy times wasn't a man who you want to laugh and make fun of. "Do you know who killed your 'Lord' Frieza?"
"No."
"Then let me tell you. See that boy over there?"
"The one with purple hair?"
"That's the one. His name is Trunks. In another place and time that little boy grows up in a world where tow beings each more powerful than Frieza rule his world, killed his father, friends, and unknown people everywhere. His mother and other scientist started to build a time machine. When the boy was 15 years old he travel back into time. He waited for Frieza to arrive then killed off all of his man at a love power level of five. Do you know what happened to Planet Namek?" Zack nodded. Frieza used his powerfullest attack (I don't know what it was called. I think you know what I'm taking about). "Frieza used that attack on the boy. It buried him into the ground. Frieza thought that was that. He was wrong. Trunks lift the ball and threw it up into the air. Then he sliced Frieza up. After that he killed King Cold."
"King Cold?"
"How do you know this?" asked Anna.
The man looked surprise. The middle age man in front of him had tow voices. One male, one female. "Because I was that boy. I'm Trunks Briefs. Enough story time. Tell me why you are spying on my mother."
"Spying? Who us? Me and Anna were just watching."
Miria Trunks picked Zack up by the front of his shirt. "You were spying." Miria Trunks turn to the south and kick Zack miles and miles away. Miria dusted his hands off of his pants before walking towards the party.
"But Mom, Dad is over there," whined Goten.
"Mom please let me go! I promise I'll be good."
"You two were sneaking off. Just because Goku went doesn't mean you can too. I saw the tow of you talking and knew you, Trunks, hand something up your sleeves."
"But I don't have sleeves on!"
"Young man, don't talk back to your mother. I know what's best for you If Goku are fighting someone; he doesn't need Gotenks to help him. Goku probably is stronger then him anyway."
"Not ahh! Gotenks is way stronger than Goku."
"Goten! Don't talk back to Bulma."
"Sorry Mama. Sorry Bulma."
Bulma lift her eyes up and saw Miria Trunks walking slowly towards her. "Oh, Trunks! You make a great birthday presents."
"Birthday?"
Bulma put her hands on her hips. "Don't tell me your mother never told you her birthday?"
"Actually she didn't. We never had time for a birthday party. Mom tries to give me a party but it's noting big." Miria Trunks shifted his eyes onto the two half saiyans. "Where were you two going?"
Trunks looked at his future self. "We were going to help Goku. Someone did a Final Flash on him."
"Final Flash? Isn't that dad's attack?"
"You know what my dad looks like?"
"Of course I do. He's dead in my world but I saw him every time I come here. I'm surprise I don't see him here in a corner. Mom told me how much he hates parties."
"Come with me Trunks."
Miria Trunks followed his younger mother. "I'm just going to tell you this once so listen up. No one knows who is Trunks and Bra's father is."
"Bra?"
"Your sister. I know I know him. I had you and Bra but I don't remember his name or what's he like or even what he looks like. It's driving me insane. Bra cries at night and I can't get her to asleep but I do know her father could. I think he might have erase our memories of him." Miria Trunks turn the words over and over in his head. Vegeta didn't have anything to erase their minds but he knew his grandfather would.
"Maybe Dad is fighting Goku. I'm just going to go over there to check. Keep the boys here. If it is Dad, I'll try to find out why, okay?" With that said, Bulma watch her son from the future fly away.
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Goku covered his eyes and teleported behind LB. When he thought it was sate to uncover his eyes he saw the blur hair woman breathing deeply. He saw the trees and ground cleared away where he was just seconds ago standing. Final Flash. He knew that attack. It belong to someone he knew. Not to this blue hair girl who reminds him of someone he knew. LB fell to the ground sobbing.
"Oh, Mama! Why? Why did you die? Now I'm all alone."
Goku kneeled down next to her. "It's going to be okay."
LB stared at Goku. "How would you know?" she demanded harshly. She wasn't a little bit surprise that this man escaped her attack. "You never lost your mother and brother! You had a father who knew you. My brother used to tell me he loved me and he would never leave me but he did. He did leave me. He's died. My mother died because Jackie betrayed me. Me! She died because of me," she sobbed.
"I never knew my father, too. I was sent to Earth as a baby. My Grandpa warned me not to look at a full moon but one night I did. I turned into an ape and smashed him. I didn't know it at that time but when I did I was sorry. Sorry because I had a tail that marked me as a saiyan."
LB saw the grief in his eyes as he talked about his grandpa. She opened her mouth to tell him how sorry she was but a familiar ki landed a few feet behind her. She looked and saw Miria Trunks. "Trunks? Is that really you?" She jumped up and ran to him. She threw her arms around him, making him take a couple steps back to keep his balance. His arms atomically wrapped around the girl's body. LB sobs all over the front of his shirt. "I'm sorry Trunks! I'm so sorry! Mom, she's died. All because of me. I was too trusting like you always said I was. I broke my promise to you. I promised you I would take care of Mama when you died." In her grief and the middle of her breakdown, LB kept on whispering how sorry she was.
Miria Trunks looked at Goku. "Who is she? How does she know my name?"
LB glared at Miria Trunks. "What's a matter with you? I'm your sister, Bra, and you know it. Wait a minute, how did you get here? Mama only made one time machine. She couldn't afford to make another one in the days after I left." Bra lift Trunks' long purple hair away from his neck. "Where's the scar Mic gave you when he tried to slit your throat?" She grabs his left hand. "What happened to the marking on your hand?" Bra put her left hand up to Trunks' eye level. There on her hand was "X" burn into her skin. "This tells everyone that I'm saiyan. If there's a circle where the two lines meet, then you're a friend or a sibling or child to a saiyan."
"What happened if you're a mate of a saiyan? Do they get a special marking?"
LB aka Miria Bra sadly shook her head. "At first they would get an 'X' like the saiyans but then they changed it. They thought to kill of the last of the saiyan race by making them afraid to mate. They stared to kill the saiyans' mates. ChiChi was the first."
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Vegeta stared at the couple. Both from the future, a future without him in it. Both his children but from two different universe. If this weren't such a serious matter, he would be laughing. Miria Trunks came to the past to save the future. Now this Miria Bra is doing the same thing.
He thought about what his future daughter had said. The bastards! They branded his children. Vegeta's hands turned white and shook with fury. The fucking bastards branded his children! The three saiyan turned their heads in his direction. Vegeta had release so much angry he had turned into a Super Saiyan. He quickly powered sown. He ran through the woods and flew to the hotel where he was staying. Luckily no one would try to follow him or more the truth, doesn't remember him. Miria Bra wouldn't know it was him. Same with Kakarot. Only Miria Trunks would know. Maybe he should hunt him down and tell him to go back to his own time.
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Miria Trunks was puzzled when Goku asked, "I wonder who that was?" Goku tried not to think about another future where ChiChi doesn't breathe, doesn't talk, doesn't make a heap load of food for her family. It was easier to concentrate on things happening in the present.
"What do you mean?"
"That guy, I felt his ki before. He's powerful whoever his is. Might be stronger than me."
Miria Trunks laughed. "Would he love to hear that!" Trunks laughed some more.
"Do you know him?"
Trunks sober up. "Yeah but not like you do. He may be my father but I never had a chance to know him."
"That guy is your father?"
"Our father? Vegeta?" By now she knew that this Trunks Briefs wasn't the brother she knew. He must be Miria Trunks who told the Z warriors about Cell, she thought. Bra stared at Trunks in wonder. She never met her father. "Let's go! I got a lot of questions to ask him." Trunks grab her arm.
"Hold on." He looked at Goku. Goku was frowning, either trying to forget the bomb Miria Bra had laid at their feet or trying to remember Vegeta. "Goku are you trying to tell me you don't remember Vegeta?" He believed what Bulma had told him earlier but he still couldn't believe it. How had Vegeta gotten Goku to let him stop remembering him?
"I don't know. What des he looks like? His he this short? Powerful? Super Saiyan? Tall black hair that gives him the added height to around here?"
"Yeah, that's Father. You remember him now?"
"No, but I seen him when I was fishing right before Bulma's birthday. He said he was my worst nightmare."
"Yeah that's something Father would tell you if you couldn't remember him." Trunks looked at Goku. His eyes lit up as an ideal took root. "Dad got Gramps to invent a . . . maybe . . . a machine to make everyone forget him."
"Needle."
"What?"
"I sort of remember a needle." Goku shudder.
Trunks thought about that. "It could work. With the right chemicals . . . . ." Trunks rambled on and on. Bra plugged her ears with her fingers. Goku had a blank expression on his face. Bra could almost see Trunks' words go in one ear and out the other. Dinner always said too much useless knowledge could cause brain damage. Maybe over the years since her mother knew Goku she caused him brain damage with too much useless knowledge. It was probably a good thing she couldn't hear what Trunks was saying. Trunks finish his explanation. He noticed on one heard a word he said. He sighed. "Vegeta must have a good reason for wanting no one to remember. Let me talk to him" He saw Bra move her mouth to talk--probably to ask to go with him--he quickly added, "Alone."
Goku quickly agreed with Trunks when Bra voiced her abjection about it. "Besides," he adds. "Your mother would like to meet you. It is her birthday and all."
Miria Trunks left. Half an hour later, he walked in front of the Hotel Evael Reven. He stared at the name. It was sort of a funny consequent. If you read the sign from right to left and keep Hotel the same, you get "Never Leave Hotel". In a way it was a little freaky.
"Can I help you?"
Miria Trunks nodded and asked if a Vegeta recently checked in. "Yes, sir. Do you want me to call his room or leave a message?"
"Tanks you, no. Just check me into the closest room." The hotel clerk grabbed a key and gave it to Trunks. Trunks turn to leave. "Joseph, what's Vegeta's room number?"
"Room B21, sir."
"Thanks."
Joseph, the clerk, watch M. T. Briefs walk away and grin. Vegeta Vegeta and M. T. Briefs would be the first guess in the hotel in 150 years. His boss is going to be very happy. Two more victims to add on to the 8200 deaths in the hotel since it opened. Joseph rubbed his hands in glee already thinking up ways to kill the tow man.
Meanwhile another man rubbed his hands in glee after having produced a plan to get what he wanted totally ignoring the earlier warning not too.
(AN: Sorry it took me sooo long to get the next chapter up. It took me forever to write it. I never had time to write it and writer's block. I hate it, you hate, everyone hates it. Check out Lady Bridgerton! The next chapter should be up pretty soon.)