Sequel to A New Problem
Author's note: ::ducks any thrown items :: Er, um, hehe. Funny story....Ok, fine it's late. I was just fed up with it for no reason but hten I started to get all these reviews in my Inbox and it sort of rekindled the writing spark. Here's part 17 and I'll try, no seriously TRY to work on it more. It gets somewhere this time it doesn't drag as much. We see from Zergon, 18 and 17, Goku, Gohan and Trunks and other stuff. It does have somethings that have actually meaning at the bottom...
Here are some questions-Zergon is no way related to Zarbon. Actually I just strang random letters together and it sound cool. Same with the Glavier language but that did take some thinking! I did try to make is look like the English words in the sense of size. And before someone asked again, Ranmata is the combination of Ranma, my fav Manga series and Yamato, the hotty off of Digimon. I just changed it from Ranmato to Ranmata.
Thanks and don't' worry about asking me stuff! It let me know you guys are reading my stories! :)
Chapter 17
Ranmata slumped on his captain's chair. The ships automatic cleaning robots had taken care of today's mess and he was all set for a nap. But, unlike Tara's 24-hour day he ran on a 36 so he slept different times then her. Sure a few days off schedule didn't hurt but he really didn't need that much sleep. He pulled out a small clip of a newly found species on the ship.
Unnoticed, Kara entered and sat in the chair next to Ranmata thoughtfully looking at him. He was too engrossed in his reading to bother to see her. She sighed and sat back. Joey had claimed her bed but she was using the excuse insomnia.
After a few minutes she got bored at staring out of the window at the stars. She stood and quietly walked out of the room for a few minutes. Ranmata didn't even notice when she re-entered a few minutes later with two mugs of something.
"Hey!" she startled him out of his reading. He jumped and the report clattered to the floor. He glared at her and she just smirked. "Well, your welcome! I brought you some hot chocolate."
"What?" he cocked his head curiously. "Hot...chocolate?"
"It's good!" she insisted. She thrust the mug in his hands and took her seat gently blowing on it to cool it down. Ranmata looked the mug over then dumped the boiling liquid down his throat.
"AHHHH!" he jumped up fanning his mouth in pain. "HOT!"
"Duh," she took an experimental sip. "It isn't called COLD chocolate for a reason!" but Ranmata had already run to get a glass of water to cool his flaming mouth. She sighed and took an experimental sip of hers.
***
"What do you mean you can't FIND him!" Trunks yelled in panic.
"Well can you find him!" Gohan yelled right back and the two of them searched frantically for Vegeta's signature chi.
"Maybe it's a good thing," Trunks said shakily. "You know, he got bored and left us alone?"
"Not likely."
"Damn."
"Uh oh."
"You know? I HATE that word!"
"I can sense him again. He's-"
***
Zergon was more shocked then hurt from Vegeta's throw. He lay where he had landed, in the countryside, for hours just thinking. He had betrayed his only friend. So what if Vegeta wasn't his best friend at the time, it was still wrong.
"But I would have died," Zergon tried to counsel himself. "Sir Veggie will surely see it this way." He thought back to the arguments Vegeta fought with Trunks, Bulma, Goten pretty much anyone. "No, Sir Veggie will not see it my way. What to do?"
Zergon had formed two plans. 1, he would find Vegeta and try to make him see it his way or 2, find Vegeta's friends and tell them. He was not looking forward to either.
Zergon would have preferred to see Vegeta first. Zergon had plenty of secrets he hadn't revealed to anyone and plenty only Vegeta knew about. Zergon did not see Goku, Gohan or Trunks as friendly ground. Still, after the way Vegeta had treated him he decided he should face them sooner or later.
Zergon hovered a few feet off the ground and spun around slowly as if searching for something. Then, as if he had found whatever it was he was looking for, he rocketed off in the sky, trimming the tops of trees.
***
Goku had taken up pacing again, up and down, up and down. After they had reached the Lookout, Pan was able to break the news to Goku. They had all been prepared for Goku's rage, his questions and his revenge. But, Goku had taken the news quietly as if he already knew and resorted to pacing, up and down, up and down.
"We have to do something!" Pan finally burst after several moments of complete silence. "I just can't take it!"
"What can we do?" Goten asked tired. "We don't know anything! We can't do anything!"
"But Dad and Trunks are out there! We can feel them!" she growled and slammed her fist on the ground, creating a small crater that sank a few inches. "Why can't we save them!"
"We are needed here," Goku stopped and stood still staring at the ground. "We need Dende here. The Dragonball have to be used. We can't defeat this enemy without them."
"I hate this," Piccolo growled and snapped up from his meditation. "We've never used the Dragonballs like this before, it feels like cheating."
"I know," Goku sighed and rubbed his temples. "But we have no choice." Then, he resumed his pacing.
***
Herman watched as his fire sank lower and lower into the ground. His firewood was almost used up. He couldn't survive in this icy mountain without his fire. There was nothing he could do. If he left Tranculus would kill him.
He had been able to intercept some of Nabukia's transmissions to Tranculus and read them so he knew what the plan was. He had known it was dangerous to try and communicate with Nabukia but this was worse them he thought. Tranculus had been told to drop everything and kill the one called Herman. Namely him.
If he left his safe cave haven he would die. He had chosen this cave for the mere fact that it was the only place on Earth sheltered from all kinds of chi. No one could sense him here but the downside was he couldn't sense anyone outside. The second he stepped out, his chi would act like a beacon and Tranculus would be here in the blink of an eye. He couldn't Teleport out, he couldn't call for help, and he couldn't do ANYTHING!
Plus, to top it all off and just rub it in, Herman was the number one case of clasterphobia.
***
17 and 18 saw the bottom of Karin's tower in the distance. Wordlessly they shot straight up. They paused at the halfway point but continued as they saw the blood stains on the garden. After a few minutes they saw Lookout and silently increased speed.
***
Tranculus looked out over a random city. He watched the people down below, milling over pointless problems and doing mindless tasks. Tranculus thought for a minute. His orders word for word were to 'kill off the fighters but leave the Saiyans.' Well, people down there fight don't they? And chances were, they weren't Saiyan.
He lowered down with a smile on his face. Unlike other super, evil guys like Cell and Buu and such, he liked to keep his presence unknown until just the right moment. He landed on the outskirts of town where only drunks and bums lived. He walked long quietly until he heard the sound of fighting.
'Fighters' he thought. 'Ha, there is no way I can get in trouble with Nabukia with this loop hole he gave me.'
He approached the two drunks who had been kicked out of the shack-like bar across the street. One of them decked the other with a sloppy left hook. It connected and the one that was hit retaliated with grabbing a cardboard box and bring it down on the other's head.
Tranculus stood next to one how looked at him with blurry eyes. "Wha'd yous wan?" he slurred. If Tranculus was a normal human, he would have recoiled at the heavy scent of alcohol from the man's breath but he was anything but normal to this planet.
"Not much," Tranculus smiled in the fading light. "Just your death."
***
Ranmata yawned and stretched. He made one last figure on his calculations and smiled. He kicked the chair beside him on the deck and woke Kara up. she glared at him as he told her his finding.
"With this ship, according to my calculations, we should be reaching Earth in 2 days!"
"Days?" she asked still just waking up. "But, you said a few months."
"Yea, a few months on a piece of crap," he rolled his eyes. "That science freighter was a total piece of shit."
Just then he felt a bop on the back of his head from a small hand. Tara walked in front of him shaking her head disapprovingly. "No swearing."
"Guess what Tara," Kara exclaimed as the news sunk in. "We'll be home in a few days!"
"Oh," Tara seemed to think about that for a minute. "But what about Ranmata? Where is he going to go?"
"I'm going to try and get help from the Saiyan's on Earth," Ranmata replied. "There's this evil guy named Nabukia after me and I was hoping the fighters on earth would help me."
"Can I meet them?" Tara asked. "What are their names? Where do they live-"
"One question at a time," Ranmata pulled out a piece of paper. "I know one of them is Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans. Er, there's one I got from Planet Namek, Goka or Goku something like that. A little kid Gohan. But my data is out of date but decades do this is a huge chance."
"This is great!" Kara smiled and stretched. "I've been so homesick since we left! Cabin Fever is not my piece of cake!"
"You're sick?" Ranmata asked confused. "And you have a fever? But there have been no abnormalities in your body temperature."
"Expression," she smiled. "Just a human expression, figure of speech."
"You human's confuse me." Ranmata sighed. Just then they were interrupted by a blink on the radar.
"Ships approaching," Nerfa said in her toneless voice.
"What!" Ranmata jumped up and ran to the main controls. "It's four ships, just pods," he said with a touch of relief. "No weapons. They have Nabukia's signature! Nerfa, prepare to fire on them!"
"What are you doing!" Kara ran up to him and looked at the alien controls as if they would give her an answer.
"They are Nabukia's men," he said with a steel like voice. "He it going to Earth, but why? He can defeat me better in space why chase me to a planet?"
"Weapons armed, prepared to fire."
"Now," Ranmata commanded. The green lasers hit one of the small pods, then another and another until all was left was space debris. "Nerfa, scan the debris for life signs."
"Why, they can't survive in space with out air," Tara came up too and looked out of the window.
"It depends," he said this time with a little fear and hesitation in his voice. "If they are who I think they are..."
"4 life signs," Nerfa reported. "Insectoid. They will be able to handle the descent to Earth."
"Damn," Ranmata hit the controls with a fist. "He's sending the Insect group! Why the hell would he do that? Any one of his fighter and kill me, easy!"
"Is he that strong?" Kara asked scared. She remember when she had seen him fight and train in the back rooms.
"Stronger," he sighed. "I was a scientist and thief in his ranks, I never had the talent to be a fighter. I did turn into what I think was a Super Saiyan but I can't even try it here, I'll blow the ship apart."
"That's bad," Tara commented.
"Yea, that qualifies as bad," he sighed. "Nerfa, how long until reach Earth?"
"At their present speed, 6 earth days. It will take then 3 days to recover."
"Ok," he thought long and hard. "Nerfa, what part of Earth will they land on, include the Earth's present orbit speed, direction and the angle of the planet's axis."
"They will land here," a 3D picture of Earth appeared in the middle of the deck. Kara and Tara gasped but Ranmata walked up to it and pointed to a red blinking light on one of the continents.
"Kara, what part of earth is this?"
"I think it's Canada," she replied. "It's the same country as where Tara and I live but he is on the other end of it."
"Ok, Nerfa land on this island," he pointed to an island. "My scanners picked up high chi powers earlier."
"That's Japan!" Kara exclaimed. "It's one of the most density populated countries there are! You can't just LAND there!"
"Too bad," he frowned. "We are."
Author's note: ::ducks any thrown items :: Er, um, hehe. Funny story....Ok, fine it's late. I was just fed up with it for no reason but hten I started to get all these reviews in my Inbox and it sort of rekindled the writing spark. Here's part 17 and I'll try, no seriously TRY to work on it more. It gets somewhere this time it doesn't drag as much. We see from Zergon, 18 and 17, Goku, Gohan and Trunks and other stuff. It does have somethings that have actually meaning at the bottom...
Here are some questions-Zergon is no way related to Zarbon. Actually I just strang random letters together and it sound cool. Same with the Glavier language but that did take some thinking! I did try to make is look like the English words in the sense of size. And before someone asked again, Ranmata is the combination of Ranma, my fav Manga series and Yamato, the hotty off of Digimon. I just changed it from Ranmato to Ranmata.
Thanks and don't' worry about asking me stuff! It let me know you guys are reading my stories! :)
Chapter 17
Ranmata slumped on his captain's chair. The ships automatic cleaning robots had taken care of today's mess and he was all set for a nap. But, unlike Tara's 24-hour day he ran on a 36 so he slept different times then her. Sure a few days off schedule didn't hurt but he really didn't need that much sleep. He pulled out a small clip of a newly found species on the ship.
Unnoticed, Kara entered and sat in the chair next to Ranmata thoughtfully looking at him. He was too engrossed in his reading to bother to see her. She sighed and sat back. Joey had claimed her bed but she was using the excuse insomnia.
After a few minutes she got bored at staring out of the window at the stars. She stood and quietly walked out of the room for a few minutes. Ranmata didn't even notice when she re-entered a few minutes later with two mugs of something.
"Hey!" she startled him out of his reading. He jumped and the report clattered to the floor. He glared at her and she just smirked. "Well, your welcome! I brought you some hot chocolate."
"What?" he cocked his head curiously. "Hot...chocolate?"
"It's good!" she insisted. She thrust the mug in his hands and took her seat gently blowing on it to cool it down. Ranmata looked the mug over then dumped the boiling liquid down his throat.
"AHHHH!" he jumped up fanning his mouth in pain. "HOT!"
"Duh," she took an experimental sip. "It isn't called COLD chocolate for a reason!" but Ranmata had already run to get a glass of water to cool his flaming mouth. She sighed and took an experimental sip of hers.
***
"What do you mean you can't FIND him!" Trunks yelled in panic.
"Well can you find him!" Gohan yelled right back and the two of them searched frantically for Vegeta's signature chi.
"Maybe it's a good thing," Trunks said shakily. "You know, he got bored and left us alone?"
"Not likely."
"Damn."
"Uh oh."
"You know? I HATE that word!"
"I can sense him again. He's-"
***
Zergon was more shocked then hurt from Vegeta's throw. He lay where he had landed, in the countryside, for hours just thinking. He had betrayed his only friend. So what if Vegeta wasn't his best friend at the time, it was still wrong.
"But I would have died," Zergon tried to counsel himself. "Sir Veggie will surely see it this way." He thought back to the arguments Vegeta fought with Trunks, Bulma, Goten pretty much anyone. "No, Sir Veggie will not see it my way. What to do?"
Zergon had formed two plans. 1, he would find Vegeta and try to make him see it his way or 2, find Vegeta's friends and tell them. He was not looking forward to either.
Zergon would have preferred to see Vegeta first. Zergon had plenty of secrets he hadn't revealed to anyone and plenty only Vegeta knew about. Zergon did not see Goku, Gohan or Trunks as friendly ground. Still, after the way Vegeta had treated him he decided he should face them sooner or later.
Zergon hovered a few feet off the ground and spun around slowly as if searching for something. Then, as if he had found whatever it was he was looking for, he rocketed off in the sky, trimming the tops of trees.
***
Goku had taken up pacing again, up and down, up and down. After they had reached the Lookout, Pan was able to break the news to Goku. They had all been prepared for Goku's rage, his questions and his revenge. But, Goku had taken the news quietly as if he already knew and resorted to pacing, up and down, up and down.
"We have to do something!" Pan finally burst after several moments of complete silence. "I just can't take it!"
"What can we do?" Goten asked tired. "We don't know anything! We can't do anything!"
"But Dad and Trunks are out there! We can feel them!" she growled and slammed her fist on the ground, creating a small crater that sank a few inches. "Why can't we save them!"
"We are needed here," Goku stopped and stood still staring at the ground. "We need Dende here. The Dragonball have to be used. We can't defeat this enemy without them."
"I hate this," Piccolo growled and snapped up from his meditation. "We've never used the Dragonballs like this before, it feels like cheating."
"I know," Goku sighed and rubbed his temples. "But we have no choice." Then, he resumed his pacing.
***
Herman watched as his fire sank lower and lower into the ground. His firewood was almost used up. He couldn't survive in this icy mountain without his fire. There was nothing he could do. If he left Tranculus would kill him.
He had been able to intercept some of Nabukia's transmissions to Tranculus and read them so he knew what the plan was. He had known it was dangerous to try and communicate with Nabukia but this was worse them he thought. Tranculus had been told to drop everything and kill the one called Herman. Namely him.
If he left his safe cave haven he would die. He had chosen this cave for the mere fact that it was the only place on Earth sheltered from all kinds of chi. No one could sense him here but the downside was he couldn't sense anyone outside. The second he stepped out, his chi would act like a beacon and Tranculus would be here in the blink of an eye. He couldn't Teleport out, he couldn't call for help, and he couldn't do ANYTHING!
Plus, to top it all off and just rub it in, Herman was the number one case of clasterphobia.
***
17 and 18 saw the bottom of Karin's tower in the distance. Wordlessly they shot straight up. They paused at the halfway point but continued as they saw the blood stains on the garden. After a few minutes they saw Lookout and silently increased speed.
***
Tranculus looked out over a random city. He watched the people down below, milling over pointless problems and doing mindless tasks. Tranculus thought for a minute. His orders word for word were to 'kill off the fighters but leave the Saiyans.' Well, people down there fight don't they? And chances were, they weren't Saiyan.
He lowered down with a smile on his face. Unlike other super, evil guys like Cell and Buu and such, he liked to keep his presence unknown until just the right moment. He landed on the outskirts of town where only drunks and bums lived. He walked long quietly until he heard the sound of fighting.
'Fighters' he thought. 'Ha, there is no way I can get in trouble with Nabukia with this loop hole he gave me.'
He approached the two drunks who had been kicked out of the shack-like bar across the street. One of them decked the other with a sloppy left hook. It connected and the one that was hit retaliated with grabbing a cardboard box and bring it down on the other's head.
Tranculus stood next to one how looked at him with blurry eyes. "Wha'd yous wan?" he slurred. If Tranculus was a normal human, he would have recoiled at the heavy scent of alcohol from the man's breath but he was anything but normal to this planet.
"Not much," Tranculus smiled in the fading light. "Just your death."
***
Ranmata yawned and stretched. He made one last figure on his calculations and smiled. He kicked the chair beside him on the deck and woke Kara up. she glared at him as he told her his finding.
"With this ship, according to my calculations, we should be reaching Earth in 2 days!"
"Days?" she asked still just waking up. "But, you said a few months."
"Yea, a few months on a piece of crap," he rolled his eyes. "That science freighter was a total piece of shit."
Just then he felt a bop on the back of his head from a small hand. Tara walked in front of him shaking her head disapprovingly. "No swearing."
"Guess what Tara," Kara exclaimed as the news sunk in. "We'll be home in a few days!"
"Oh," Tara seemed to think about that for a minute. "But what about Ranmata? Where is he going to go?"
"I'm going to try and get help from the Saiyan's on Earth," Ranmata replied. "There's this evil guy named Nabukia after me and I was hoping the fighters on earth would help me."
"Can I meet them?" Tara asked. "What are their names? Where do they live-"
"One question at a time," Ranmata pulled out a piece of paper. "I know one of them is Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans. Er, there's one I got from Planet Namek, Goka or Goku something like that. A little kid Gohan. But my data is out of date but decades do this is a huge chance."
"This is great!" Kara smiled and stretched. "I've been so homesick since we left! Cabin Fever is not my piece of cake!"
"You're sick?" Ranmata asked confused. "And you have a fever? But there have been no abnormalities in your body temperature."
"Expression," she smiled. "Just a human expression, figure of speech."
"You human's confuse me." Ranmata sighed. Just then they were interrupted by a blink on the radar.
"Ships approaching," Nerfa said in her toneless voice.
"What!" Ranmata jumped up and ran to the main controls. "It's four ships, just pods," he said with a touch of relief. "No weapons. They have Nabukia's signature! Nerfa, prepare to fire on them!"
"What are you doing!" Kara ran up to him and looked at the alien controls as if they would give her an answer.
"They are Nabukia's men," he said with a steel like voice. "He it going to Earth, but why? He can defeat me better in space why chase me to a planet?"
"Weapons armed, prepared to fire."
"Now," Ranmata commanded. The green lasers hit one of the small pods, then another and another until all was left was space debris. "Nerfa, scan the debris for life signs."
"Why, they can't survive in space with out air," Tara came up too and looked out of the window.
"It depends," he said this time with a little fear and hesitation in his voice. "If they are who I think they are..."
"4 life signs," Nerfa reported. "Insectoid. They will be able to handle the descent to Earth."
"Damn," Ranmata hit the controls with a fist. "He's sending the Insect group! Why the hell would he do that? Any one of his fighter and kill me, easy!"
"Is he that strong?" Kara asked scared. She remember when she had seen him fight and train in the back rooms.
"Stronger," he sighed. "I was a scientist and thief in his ranks, I never had the talent to be a fighter. I did turn into what I think was a Super Saiyan but I can't even try it here, I'll blow the ship apart."
"That's bad," Tara commented.
"Yea, that qualifies as bad," he sighed. "Nerfa, how long until reach Earth?"
"At their present speed, 6 earth days. It will take then 3 days to recover."
"Ok," he thought long and hard. "Nerfa, what part of Earth will they land on, include the Earth's present orbit speed, direction and the angle of the planet's axis."
"They will land here," a 3D picture of Earth appeared in the middle of the deck. Kara and Tara gasped but Ranmata walked up to it and pointed to a red blinking light on one of the continents.
"Kara, what part of earth is this?"
"I think it's Canada," she replied. "It's the same country as where Tara and I live but he is on the other end of it."
"Ok, Nerfa land on this island," he pointed to an island. "My scanners picked up high chi powers earlier."
"That's Japan!" Kara exclaimed. "It's one of the most density populated countries there are! You can't just LAND there!"
"Too bad," he frowned. "We are."