Mind Games

By: Lady Queen formerly known as 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.

AN: So sorry this took me so long to get Mind Games updated. I haven't been watching the reruns, which helps me write. I just don't really like watching the reruns of the Buu Saga. Maybe I should watch my types of the Cell Games. Anyway I want to thanks my sister who forced me to type this up today. I had it written down but I didn't have the end of this chapter completed until today. Well anyway, go and read.

Chapter 8: Hotel Problems

Goku and Miria Bra flew towards CC. "So you're Baby Bra."

"Yes."

"How's your mother in the future?" Goku asked.

Bra answered in an emotionless voice. "Dead. She died the other day from a recent attack. Brunch told me they're burying her today. We took a major hit that day. The soldiers who died will be burying today with her. Brunch told me that Dinner's lover was one of the first men dead in the attack. He was a good man, Mattson was. Trained under Gen. Goten. One of the best man Goten produced."

"Goten? How's he doing?"

The blue hair woman tense. "Goten has been dead for two years next month. It was on of the worst battle we fought and lost. Your whole family was lost. Pan barely survived. The ZAO took her before I could reach her. It was a year later before we could rescue her. Pan has never been the same since then. Only a few people can be around her and live to see the next day. Zack and Anna really fucked her up."

"Pan? What did they do to my Panny?"

Bra frowned. "I don't know, even to this day. I would have killed her by now to put her out of her misery. She lives in pain everyday; she's scar from the inside. But I can never do it. And she's also the best fighter we've got. Whatever they did to her, fuels her power and anger. She's an unstoppable force." She turns to look at Goku straight into the eyes. "She relives that year every night. She doesn't know this but she screams. Screams for hours when she sleeps. Pan tells me she had put it all behind her and she doesn't dream about it anymore. Nobody will ask her what makes her scream at night. One person wanted to help her and had asked her--my mother--and it ended her in bed for two months out cold. I only know one person who could help her now but there's no chance to get him. Trunks was taken captive. Zack and Anna couldn't pay their sick mind games with him." Bra gave a short, hollow laugh. "He's the only one you could keep his mind his own. Now he's just a male sleeping beauty. They're stealing his energy, his knowledge, and his identity. We've tried numerous times for three years to get Trunks out of there but its no use. I can feel him. Trunks is slowly dieing. In a few more years Pan will too. She won't live long--she wouldn't want to if Trunks dies. They had married in secret, as many of us that are left do, and they are bonded. Trunks and I are bonded--siblings will always feel that special bond--but what their bond is much stronger. A bond of a saiyan to his mate is very strong." Bra's hands tighten with anger and pain. "I can't let them die! I won't let them! I must bring the dead back to life!"

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Vegeta glared at his son from another time, another place. He didn't count on him being here. He grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into the room. "Go back to your future. You can't stay here. You'll kill everyone I'm trying to protect." Vegeta waited for Miria Trunks to speak, knowing he would never easily submit to his will. He wouldn't be his son if he did.

"Dad, you can't do this alone. You'll fail. Don't you know who else was with me in that clearing? We knew you were there. That's your daughter. You did the same as you're doing now. You will fail if you don't let anyone help you."

"Room service!"

Vegeta look confused for a second before it was replace by anger. "We didn't order anything," he barked.

"Yes, well, it's on the house. We don't get many guest and the owner would like to show you his thanks and welcome you to our little hotel," the man announced through the door.

Vegeta opened the door. "We don't want--" He eyed the tray in the man's hands. "Food. I haven't had any meals since yesterday. We would need a lot more than this. Better tell the cook to start cooking." Vegeta took the giant tray before slamming the door in the man's stun face. The saiyan prince turns to his son. "Let's eat, then talk."

Trunks nodded his agreement. Time traveling always made him hungry. The two saiyan princes sat down to eat the offered meal. They ate in silence both thought about what the other had said. Is he right, they asked themselves silently.

Trunks took a slip of the juice. He frowned. "Does this cider taste weird?" he asked.

Vegeta took the drink and gulped it down. A smile formed on his lips as he looked into the cup. "I hadn't had one of these in years. It's called Noopis Tears. Noopis Tears are uncommonly rare; only one planet has it, Frieza's planet. Noopis Tears are a very deadly poison. It can kill many species very quickly. Humans, by far, are the quickest to die from it. But to saiyans, it's a rare treat. The Tears boast saiyans' energy to almost doubling their power level. Frieza used to drip some into his crew's drinks sometimes when he was bored or wanted a new crew. When he found out that it doesn't affect saiyans, he let us drink it whenever we like. He stopped giving it to us when he learn that our power levels went up."

"You said this could kill humans?"

"Yes. Just a drop would do the trick," Vegeta replied.

Trunks jumped to his feet. "That guy was trying to kill us! He wouldn't have known we're not humans. And where on earth could he have gotten Noopis Tears?"

"I just told you, boy, Noopis Tears aren't found on earth." He glared at the boy until his son's earlier words sunk in. "You're right. How did he get it?"

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Joseph rubbed his hands together. The two fools will surely be dead by now. He would have liked to kill the younger one later. He shouldn't have been with Mr. Vegeta but he could do nothing now. Joseph walks up the stairs whistling a happy tune. He came to Vegeta's door and knocked to be on the safe side before he opened the door. He whistling tune fell abruptly as he took in the scene before him. The two men were standing close together staring into the cup in the purple hair's hand. It was one of the cups filled with Noopis Tears. Joseph pastes a phony smile and said in a squeaky voice, "The--um--cook is out. It's here--his time out. His lunch break, you understand." He pulled on his open collar and cleared his throat. "Um…is there something wrong with the drink?"

Mr. MT Briefs glared at him. "Yes, there is," he said in a clip, angry voice.

"Y-yes?"

Vegeta stepped in front of his son. "Where did you get the Noopis Tears?"

"N-Noopis Tears, sir?"

"Don't play dumb, man! Tell us now." Trunks crossed his arms, mimicking his father. "Where did you get it?"

"Sirs, I don't know what y-you are talking about," Joseph said, getting a hold of himself. "What is this…um…Noopis Tears?" He backed up to the open door. The frowns on the two men's faces were starting to terrified him as much as his boss does. He was just about ready to turn and flee when he watch a smile slowly spread its way across Vegeta's face. Joseph could tell this man rarely smiled with good cause. This man could well be eviler than his boss. Then Vegeta disappeared. "W-where did he…he…he go?" he stammered to the other man.

Trunks nodded his head towards Joseph. Joseph slowly turned around. There was Mr. Vegeta.

"Tell me where did you get the Noopis Tears and tell me now!"

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Goku and Bra flew the rest of the way in silence. "Bra, how are you going to bring the dead back? And who are you being back?"

"The dragonballs of my world are gone. I'm going use this world's. It's my only hope. I can wish anyone I want back. They will get stronger in time." Bra turns to look at the approaching building. "Capsule Corporation! I've almost forgotten what it looked like," she said softly to herself. The CC of her world was destroyed a long time ago when she was eight.

Goku frowned as he looked around. "Where is everyone?"

Hidden from view, Trunks and Goten looked at Son Goku and the mystery woman. "Who do you think that is?" Goten asked his best friend.

"I don't know, Trunks. Do you think that is my dad's girlfriend?"

"No. He's married to your mom. You can't have a girlfriend if you are married," the nine-year-old Trunks said.

"Why not?"

"Because you would be married and don't need one."

"Is Marron you girlfriend?"

Trunks glared at the mini Goku. "No! She's too young for me. Anyway I like Merit Pottieger."

"Merit? You like her? But why? She's really mean and picks on the little kids. She thinks she's really strong." Goten was puzzled. He had met Merit when his mother had let me visit Trunks at his school. She tried to get him to be scared of her because he was smaller than everyone else.

"Yeah, I know. Dad says I should pick a girl who's strong, like Mom is."

"But Trunks, Bulma doesn't fight. How can she be strong?"

"My dad wouldn't have married her if she wasn't, Goten!"

"I guess so," Goten said, not so sure that Trunks was totally right.

"Goten? Trunks? Are you here?" Goku asked as he picked up the sound of their voices. The two boys came out of their hiding place and stood in front of the saiyan warrior. "Where is everyone?"