Chapter 15
Trunks groaned, as he became aware of a throbbing pain in his head. He stumbled to his knees and coughed to clear the dust from his throat.
"So you're awake," a voice behind him commented. Trunks jumped to his feet and got into a defensive stance before he saw it was only Gohan.
"Oh, it's only you," he sighed and powered down. "I though it was Tranculus or dad or something."
"Your dad?" Gohan questioned.
"Yea, long story," he looked around the cave they were in. "Man, you'd think Tranculus would be more creative then another cave huh? At least the bodies are gone..."
"The bodies?" Gohan asked suspiciously. "What bodies?"
"Well..."
* * *
"Do Goku wants us to go to Dende's Lookout? Sounds easy," Bra crossed her arms.
"But where is mom?" Goten asked for the hundredth time. "When I left she was in one piece and HERE. Now where is she?"
"I don't know?" Bra said thoughtfully. "I haven't seen Dad either since we split up to look for mom and Chichi."
"Don't bother looking for them," Piccolo spoke up. "I know for a fact Tranculus has Vegeta under some sort of mind control and the new enemy, Nabukia, is coming and we have to fight some of his warriors."
"What!" they all yelled at once.
"No way!" Goten started pacing. "Where's Gohan when you need him?"
"He was taken by Tranculus too," Piccolo answered Goten's absent-minded question.
* * *
Meanwhile, Tara and Ranmata were tied in their eating contest.
"Got...to...keep...going," Ranmata gasped out as he shoved more of the green broccoli into his mouth. "Saiyan...pride..."
"And another one hits the dust," Tara sang as more of the shoccoli entered her mouth. "And another one! And another one! And another one hits the dust!"
"What are you guys doing," Kara walked in as the 50th plate of shoccoli and broccoli appeared. Tara happily dug in while Ranmata groaned and poked it with a finger.
"An eating contest," Ranmata grumbled as he placed the smallest piece in his mouth.
"Sorry to disappoint you, super Saiyan, but my sister has a stomach the size of the Titanic!"
"The what?"
* * *
Goku sat inside the building on Dende's Lookout meditating. The wind swirled around him and a bird interrupted his thinking. Angrily he raised a hand to blast the small songbird to another dimension then stopped himself shocked.
"That's something Vegeta would do," he told himself. "And I am DEFINATLY not Vegeta. If only Chichi was here...She would know what was wrong."
Suddenly he was hit with a brilliant idea. "Man! Why didn't I think of this sooner!" he jumped to his feet and ran excitedly over to Dende who was watching Earth from the edge of the lookout.
"Hello Goku," Dende greeted his sadly.
"Dende, one sec ok? I'll be right back!" Goku hopped from foot to foot. "I just have to teleport everyone here!"
"Good idea Goku," Dende said sarcastically but fortunately Goku was gone. He sighed and turned from the edge of the heaven. He didn't want to see Goku when he found out.
* * *
"So let me get this straight," Gohan rubbed his forehead in an effort to get rid of the monster headache that had suddenly hit him. "Tranculus has orders from Nabukia to kill all non-Saiyan friends and Saiyannap all the Saiyan for safe keeping."
"Yup," Trunks nodded.
"And Tranculus now has Vegeta under his control. Which mean we are down one less fighter."
"Afraid so," Trunks bobbed his head enthusiastically.
"AND," Gohan sounded a little annoyed at the happy look on Trunks's face. "There are his fighters coming to earth in one month that we can not possible defeat. We can't train in here and we only have 8 fighters. You, me, Goten, my dad, piccolo, Uubu if he's alive, 17 and 18."
"10, we still have Pan and Bra," Trunks cut in. "They are pretty powerful."
"10 then," he growled. "And would you quit looking so happy!?"
* * *
Four small space pods travelled through the dark space leaving white trails. At first glance in them it looked like they were empty and maybe they had accidentally been launched but is you looked closer, as most people did, you would see the small black shape huddled in the bottoms of the seats. Unfortunately for those people, as soon as they got a glance at then the weapons would disintegrate and they would know that this was no lost space pod.
One of the small figures uncurled and looked out the pod window. "Soon," it whispered in a raspy small voice. "Soon, we will feast."
* * *
"Sire, the Insect group is launched and heading steadily towards Earth," the second-in-command bowed in front of the black throne.
"Good," Nabukia whispered, his voice barely hitting the second's ears. "Has there been any progress in finding the run away Ranmata?"
"The Black Shadow was in Galaxy 16543 12354. He stole a scientist ship then he left it in the Contoa Space Port and is now on a collision course with planet Earth."
"Good," Nabukia said a little sharper this time. "Leave and report back to me when the Insect group lands. In the mean time set a course to Planet Earth."
"E-Earth?" the second stammered. "But Sire surely you have confidence in our greatest fighters of all time?"
"Did you second guess me?" Nabukia's voice sent shivers down the second's spine.
"N-n-no sire," the second cowered on the ground.
"I think you did," Nabukia stood so the second could see the back of his red cloak. The second cowered and snivelled on the ground pleading with his Over Lord. "You know what happens when people second guess me."
"No Master please, no! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" the blood curling scream echoed through out the entire ship. Nabukia stood over the dead body of the ex-second satisfied. He walked back to his throne like chair and sat down again. Pressing a button his voice suddenly sounded in every corner of the ship.
"Officer 2347456, report to my chambers. You are being promoted."
Trunks groaned, as he became aware of a throbbing pain in his head. He stumbled to his knees and coughed to clear the dust from his throat.
"So you're awake," a voice behind him commented. Trunks jumped to his feet and got into a defensive stance before he saw it was only Gohan.
"Oh, it's only you," he sighed and powered down. "I though it was Tranculus or dad or something."
"Your dad?" Gohan questioned.
"Yea, long story," he looked around the cave they were in. "Man, you'd think Tranculus would be more creative then another cave huh? At least the bodies are gone..."
"The bodies?" Gohan asked suspiciously. "What bodies?"
"Well..."
* * *
"Do Goku wants us to go to Dende's Lookout? Sounds easy," Bra crossed her arms.
"But where is mom?" Goten asked for the hundredth time. "When I left she was in one piece and HERE. Now where is she?"
"I don't know?" Bra said thoughtfully. "I haven't seen Dad either since we split up to look for mom and Chichi."
"Don't bother looking for them," Piccolo spoke up. "I know for a fact Tranculus has Vegeta under some sort of mind control and the new enemy, Nabukia, is coming and we have to fight some of his warriors."
"What!" they all yelled at once.
"No way!" Goten started pacing. "Where's Gohan when you need him?"
"He was taken by Tranculus too," Piccolo answered Goten's absent-minded question.
* * *
Meanwhile, Tara and Ranmata were tied in their eating contest.
"Got...to...keep...going," Ranmata gasped out as he shoved more of the green broccoli into his mouth. "Saiyan...pride..."
"And another one hits the dust," Tara sang as more of the shoccoli entered her mouth. "And another one! And another one! And another one hits the dust!"
"What are you guys doing," Kara walked in as the 50th plate of shoccoli and broccoli appeared. Tara happily dug in while Ranmata groaned and poked it with a finger.
"An eating contest," Ranmata grumbled as he placed the smallest piece in his mouth.
"Sorry to disappoint you, super Saiyan, but my sister has a stomach the size of the Titanic!"
"The what?"
* * *
Goku sat inside the building on Dende's Lookout meditating. The wind swirled around him and a bird interrupted his thinking. Angrily he raised a hand to blast the small songbird to another dimension then stopped himself shocked.
"That's something Vegeta would do," he told himself. "And I am DEFINATLY not Vegeta. If only Chichi was here...She would know what was wrong."
Suddenly he was hit with a brilliant idea. "Man! Why didn't I think of this sooner!" he jumped to his feet and ran excitedly over to Dende who was watching Earth from the edge of the lookout.
"Hello Goku," Dende greeted his sadly.
"Dende, one sec ok? I'll be right back!" Goku hopped from foot to foot. "I just have to teleport everyone here!"
"Good idea Goku," Dende said sarcastically but fortunately Goku was gone. He sighed and turned from the edge of the heaven. He didn't want to see Goku when he found out.
* * *
"So let me get this straight," Gohan rubbed his forehead in an effort to get rid of the monster headache that had suddenly hit him. "Tranculus has orders from Nabukia to kill all non-Saiyan friends and Saiyannap all the Saiyan for safe keeping."
"Yup," Trunks nodded.
"And Tranculus now has Vegeta under his control. Which mean we are down one less fighter."
"Afraid so," Trunks bobbed his head enthusiastically.
"AND," Gohan sounded a little annoyed at the happy look on Trunks's face. "There are his fighters coming to earth in one month that we can not possible defeat. We can't train in here and we only have 8 fighters. You, me, Goten, my dad, piccolo, Uubu if he's alive, 17 and 18."
"10, we still have Pan and Bra," Trunks cut in. "They are pretty powerful."
"10 then," he growled. "And would you quit looking so happy!?"
* * *
Four small space pods travelled through the dark space leaving white trails. At first glance in them it looked like they were empty and maybe they had accidentally been launched but is you looked closer, as most people did, you would see the small black shape huddled in the bottoms of the seats. Unfortunately for those people, as soon as they got a glance at then the weapons would disintegrate and they would know that this was no lost space pod.
One of the small figures uncurled and looked out the pod window. "Soon," it whispered in a raspy small voice. "Soon, we will feast."
* * *
"Sire, the Insect group is launched and heading steadily towards Earth," the second-in-command bowed in front of the black throne.
"Good," Nabukia whispered, his voice barely hitting the second's ears. "Has there been any progress in finding the run away Ranmata?"
"The Black Shadow was in Galaxy 16543 12354. He stole a scientist ship then he left it in the Contoa Space Port and is now on a collision course with planet Earth."
"Good," Nabukia said a little sharper this time. "Leave and report back to me when the Insect group lands. In the mean time set a course to Planet Earth."
"E-Earth?" the second stammered. "But Sire surely you have confidence in our greatest fighters of all time?"
"Did you second guess me?" Nabukia's voice sent shivers down the second's spine.
"N-n-no sire," the second cowered on the ground.
"I think you did," Nabukia stood so the second could see the back of his red cloak. The second cowered and snivelled on the ground pleading with his Over Lord. "You know what happens when people second guess me."
"No Master please, no! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" the blood curling scream echoed through out the entire ship. Nabukia stood over the dead body of the ex-second satisfied. He walked back to his throne like chair and sat down again. Pressing a button his voice suddenly sounded in every corner of the ship.
"Officer 2347456, report to my chambers. You are being promoted."