Note: **ducks under a shell and muffled comes out** I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry! School caught up to me and... Well it HAS been almost 6 months and this chapter is disgustingly short but... Um ,well, er... I got a romance muse and my life all sorted into priorities so I SWEAR as long as people read, I'll work on it! K, that's all. But I'm still not coming out until the vegetables stop.
Chapter 24
Whoi led the young looking Fei girl to what appeared to be a solid wall just inside the main hanger. There was a large grey ancient ship blocking the section of the wall from the general public. She glanced around to make sure nobody was around and knocked the secret knock- 3 long, 1 short and then 3 more in a rapid beat. She whispered her own personal password after, "Open the door baka."
The seem-less door swung open and the small girl had to jump back to avoid getting hit. Whoi was unaffected by the surprise opening and looked around the hidden wall suspiciously. When she was sure no one had seen she grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her through the entryway. As soon as they were both in the heavy door silently shut.
Whoi led the girl down a short steel passage and hit a button on the side of the wall. The small room inside was covered in view screens, buttons, monitors, flashing lights and even the floor was used up with gadgets and switches. There was a clear pass through the overload of stuff and it led to a small chair. In the chair sat a Daiyn.
Daiyns were a humanoid race. With multicoloured skin and long flowing hair they weren't very different from any other race. The one think that set them apart was a little extra finger halfway up their forearm.
This appendage was only as small as a pinkie and seemed useless. But those who knew their biology weren't mislead by the weak appearance. The sharp nail on the edge of the finger was hollow. It was filled with one of the only known incurable toxins. No one was immune and no one could ever recover if touched with it. It had a major drawback though. Even the Daiyn race wasn't tolerance of it's own poison. If the small sac in the arm was ever to break, the Daiyn would die instantly. Many Daiyn underwent an operation that removed the finger and rendered the sac infertile. This Daiyn wasn't among them.
Berily, King of the underworld of Spaceports, assassin, thief, outcast and all around nice guy turned around and grinned brilliantly at Whoi.
"Whoi! Darling! How may I help you?" he swirled the chair and greeted the two girls. "I see you've brought a friend."
"Cut it Berily," Whoi tucked a piece of silver hair under her ear. "I've come for information. This young woman needs a ship and a map to Ranmata's destination."
"Now Whoi," Berily smiled bigger but the younger girl knew it wasn't in greeting anymore. "You know I don't rat out my friends. Never ever will I let a secret slip about one of my most valuable and trusted friends! My loyalty-"
Whoi dropped the sack filled with silver coloured coins. Berily stopped ranting and weighted the sack expertly in his hands. He smiled again this time the smile was tinged with greed. "Why didn't you say so! A scouting ship is about to leave for docking with the Mother ship of Nabukia. I hear they are looking for a cook. He's heading for Earth."
"My greatest thanks," the girl bowed deeply with her palms flat on her thighs. "I shall leave now. If you would be so kind as to release the locks on your doors I will go."
"Just don't tell anyone we're here," Berily reached over to a switchboard and tapped a few keys. "I'll be watching and if a word slips..." he drew a hand across his throat and clearly displayed his venomous finger. The girl bowed again and left through the open doors.
"Whoi my precious!" Berily turned his attention to the small angelic-like being. "Was there something else you were hoping for? A treat perhaps?"
"Not the kind of treat you are talking about," she scowled at him. "I told you pay up front!"
"But you know my credit is excellent dear! How about for an old friend?"
****
Mr Popo gently laid the last body on the beds in the lookout. Krillin's eyes were closed and his face moved to a more calming appearance. All the lost friends around him were like that. Mr Popo pulled the blanket up to Krillin's chin and left the dimmed room. Dende stood outside the room watching the side of the Lookout.
They expected the rest of their friends any moment. Dende had seen their departure to the Lookout for help with finding the bodies of their comrades and loves ones. Dende smiled softly.
"It's the least we could do," he whispered under his breath. His throat caught when he saw the first chi signature. Goku. It was filled with grief, anger and an under laying bitter taste of revenge. Just as suddenly as Goku was seen the rest of the squad appeared in the distance. Herman shuffled to his feet and stretched lazily.
"Well, here they come," he sat back down and glued his eyes on the people as they came closer. "At least we've found the others. They should help. The longer they have to wait the greater the risk it is the spirits will start degrading."
***
Deep in a forest in Northern Canada, people watched as a small Japanese community was turned upside down by the landing of a spaceship. Mothers held children close as it showed a fuzzy zoom in of the creatures talking. Most like human while there was one with a tail. And announcer was speaking in a hushed voice.
"What could they want? What could they want?"
***
Goku and the others touched down on Heaven. Dende and Mr Popo looked up at them happily. Herman grunted and said easily, "What took you?"
"We've gathered the bodies all together, all there is needed is your procedure," Dende said trying his best to keep a Kami like stance. It was impossible though and his youth shine through his eyes. Ranmata smiled and Herman led them to the rooms. Ranmata turned back to the group.
"You might not want to come in. I can have their spirits all returned to their bodies in a few hours but you probably won't what to watch."
Trunks nodded slightly and Gohan shuddered. A few people hung back hesitantly. Kara was the only one to come forward to help Ranmata and together they walked into the dimmed room.
Ranmata walked up to the first body and pulled back the sheet. A pale woman with black hair lay there. Ranmata looked at her sadly and opened the capsule with the modified chamber. He carefully lifted the stiff cold body and placed her in the chamber with the restraints to hold her upright. He winced as the gap on her stomach opened and showed the almost bloodless organ. He covered the patch with a sticky piece of material and closed the chamber door. With a sigh, he set the controls and started the machine.
Kara was all ready looking at the other bodies. She was looking at a small person with a clown-like face. She placed a hand softly on his cheek and felt tears spring in her eyes. Ranmata placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and squeezed but even he could not hide the sorrow in his eyes. This was a terrible thing. And Nabukia would pay.
Chapter 24
Whoi led the young looking Fei girl to what appeared to be a solid wall just inside the main hanger. There was a large grey ancient ship blocking the section of the wall from the general public. She glanced around to make sure nobody was around and knocked the secret knock- 3 long, 1 short and then 3 more in a rapid beat. She whispered her own personal password after, "Open the door baka."
The seem-less door swung open and the small girl had to jump back to avoid getting hit. Whoi was unaffected by the surprise opening and looked around the hidden wall suspiciously. When she was sure no one had seen she grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her through the entryway. As soon as they were both in the heavy door silently shut.
Whoi led the girl down a short steel passage and hit a button on the side of the wall. The small room inside was covered in view screens, buttons, monitors, flashing lights and even the floor was used up with gadgets and switches. There was a clear pass through the overload of stuff and it led to a small chair. In the chair sat a Daiyn.
Daiyns were a humanoid race. With multicoloured skin and long flowing hair they weren't very different from any other race. The one think that set them apart was a little extra finger halfway up their forearm.
This appendage was only as small as a pinkie and seemed useless. But those who knew their biology weren't mislead by the weak appearance. The sharp nail on the edge of the finger was hollow. It was filled with one of the only known incurable toxins. No one was immune and no one could ever recover if touched with it. It had a major drawback though. Even the Daiyn race wasn't tolerance of it's own poison. If the small sac in the arm was ever to break, the Daiyn would die instantly. Many Daiyn underwent an operation that removed the finger and rendered the sac infertile. This Daiyn wasn't among them.
Berily, King of the underworld of Spaceports, assassin, thief, outcast and all around nice guy turned around and grinned brilliantly at Whoi.
"Whoi! Darling! How may I help you?" he swirled the chair and greeted the two girls. "I see you've brought a friend."
"Cut it Berily," Whoi tucked a piece of silver hair under her ear. "I've come for information. This young woman needs a ship and a map to Ranmata's destination."
"Now Whoi," Berily smiled bigger but the younger girl knew it wasn't in greeting anymore. "You know I don't rat out my friends. Never ever will I let a secret slip about one of my most valuable and trusted friends! My loyalty-"
Whoi dropped the sack filled with silver coloured coins. Berily stopped ranting and weighted the sack expertly in his hands. He smiled again this time the smile was tinged with greed. "Why didn't you say so! A scouting ship is about to leave for docking with the Mother ship of Nabukia. I hear they are looking for a cook. He's heading for Earth."
"My greatest thanks," the girl bowed deeply with her palms flat on her thighs. "I shall leave now. If you would be so kind as to release the locks on your doors I will go."
"Just don't tell anyone we're here," Berily reached over to a switchboard and tapped a few keys. "I'll be watching and if a word slips..." he drew a hand across his throat and clearly displayed his venomous finger. The girl bowed again and left through the open doors.
"Whoi my precious!" Berily turned his attention to the small angelic-like being. "Was there something else you were hoping for? A treat perhaps?"
"Not the kind of treat you are talking about," she scowled at him. "I told you pay up front!"
"But you know my credit is excellent dear! How about for an old friend?"
****
Mr Popo gently laid the last body on the beds in the lookout. Krillin's eyes were closed and his face moved to a more calming appearance. All the lost friends around him were like that. Mr Popo pulled the blanket up to Krillin's chin and left the dimmed room. Dende stood outside the room watching the side of the Lookout.
They expected the rest of their friends any moment. Dende had seen their departure to the Lookout for help with finding the bodies of their comrades and loves ones. Dende smiled softly.
"It's the least we could do," he whispered under his breath. His throat caught when he saw the first chi signature. Goku. It was filled with grief, anger and an under laying bitter taste of revenge. Just as suddenly as Goku was seen the rest of the squad appeared in the distance. Herman shuffled to his feet and stretched lazily.
"Well, here they come," he sat back down and glued his eyes on the people as they came closer. "At least we've found the others. They should help. The longer they have to wait the greater the risk it is the spirits will start degrading."
***
Deep in a forest in Northern Canada, people watched as a small Japanese community was turned upside down by the landing of a spaceship. Mothers held children close as it showed a fuzzy zoom in of the creatures talking. Most like human while there was one with a tail. And announcer was speaking in a hushed voice.
"What could they want? What could they want?"
***
Goku and the others touched down on Heaven. Dende and Mr Popo looked up at them happily. Herman grunted and said easily, "What took you?"
"We've gathered the bodies all together, all there is needed is your procedure," Dende said trying his best to keep a Kami like stance. It was impossible though and his youth shine through his eyes. Ranmata smiled and Herman led them to the rooms. Ranmata turned back to the group.
"You might not want to come in. I can have their spirits all returned to their bodies in a few hours but you probably won't what to watch."
Trunks nodded slightly and Gohan shuddered. A few people hung back hesitantly. Kara was the only one to come forward to help Ranmata and together they walked into the dimmed room.
Ranmata walked up to the first body and pulled back the sheet. A pale woman with black hair lay there. Ranmata looked at her sadly and opened the capsule with the modified chamber. He carefully lifted the stiff cold body and placed her in the chamber with the restraints to hold her upright. He winced as the gap on her stomach opened and showed the almost bloodless organ. He covered the patch with a sticky piece of material and closed the chamber door. With a sigh, he set the controls and started the machine.
Kara was all ready looking at the other bodies. She was looking at a small person with a clown-like face. She placed a hand softly on his cheek and felt tears spring in her eyes. Ranmata placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and squeezed but even he could not hide the sorrow in his eyes. This was a terrible thing. And Nabukia would pay.