"Well doctor," Toma said, rising from his seat, "How is she?"
"Why don't you ask her?" the doctor said. He stepped aside and Celipa stood behind him, dressed in Yaarsdat clothing.
"Toma!" she cried, jumping into his arms. They held each other tightly. The doctor watched them with a sort of sad-happy look in his eyes. He turned to go to his office.
"Hey doc!" Toma called. The doctor turned, "Thanks," Toma said. Celipa offered her thanks as well. The doctor nodded and walked away. The sadness left his eyes.
"So, where are we exactly?" Celipa asked after the doctor left.
"On a Yaarsdat ship, heading for Yaarsdat." Toma answered.
"Where's Vegita?" she asked, looking around.
"Fighting Nappa and Turles," Celipa gave him a confused look, "A tear had opened near the fleet and they came out of it. They damaged the ship that we were on. Vegita ordered to get you out while he took them on."
"How long ago was this?" she asked.
"Five minutes ago." A voice replied. They both looked and saw the old Saiyan standing in the doorway. He looked older than ever, though why, Toma did not know. Perhaps it was the bruises and the dry blood on his face.
"Pretty intense fight?" Toma asked.
"Oh yeah." The king replied. He was hiding something, Toma could tell that much. And whatever it was, it made Vegita happy.
"What happened?" Celipa asked, not noticing anything. Vegita flashed them a smile. Then he looked at Toma.
"Remember how you asked me to save you a piece?" Vegita asked. He looked as if he were about to burst.
"Yeah." Toma answered cautiously. Vegita paused for a moment, then through something white at Toma. He caught t, but dropped just as quickly. It was made of flesh. Vegita burst out laughing finally.
"What is it?" Toma asked, laughing also, but only because Vegita was. Celipa smiled but was more afraid of the king's behavior. It took Vegita a few minutes to regain control of himself.
Finally, he said, "It's a piece of Frieza's tail. He came out of the tear and got crushed by Kakkarot." He started to laugh again. Celipa and Toma were silent for a moment. They could not believe their ears. Their race had been avenged. For the second time! They began to laugh and cheer with Vegita.
But their celebration was cut short when they heard something bang against the hull. It shook the whole ship. Then Goku's voice came into the head.
"Run!" was all he said.
Goku stood before the tear. He saw the same barren wasteland he had seen through the other portal, only with less souls. He was waiting for King Kai to give him some of his energy.
"C'mon King Kai," Goku complained, "What's taking so long?" no one responded, "Hey King Kai, where are you?" Silence, "King Kai!"
"He cannot hear you." A low voice told him. Goku looked around him and saw no one. But now that he focused, he could sense a great evil nearby.
"How did I miss it?" Goku thought to himself.
"Because I chose that you would not detect me." The voice said. Goku's heart skipped a beat.
"So, you can hear all thought. How useful."
"Indeed it is." The voice said. Alarms went off in Goku's head. Instinctively, he ducked. And felt the wind of a blow that would have sent him through the tear. He turned around and saw nothing again. And he felt nothing as well.
"Where are you?" he asked, as if he was playing hide and seek with a child. The voice was not playing. He hit Goku in the back. The SuperSaiyan cried in pain as he was hurtled through space.
"Right here." The voice said.
Goku regained control of himself. Now, he could feel the voice's power. And it scared Goku. For the power he felt was superior to his. When he felt this, he let his fear show across his face. In that instant, the voice showed its body. Goku thought he was looking into a mirror.
"Okay, what's going on?" Goku asked, moving away from himself.
"I have no physical form that you can actually perceive. But I have a sense of honor, which is strange among demons. I feel that my adversaries should at least have the right to see who is going to kill them. And it's really fun when they find out it's themselves."
"In other words," Goku said, pushing aside his fear, "you have a sick, twisted sense of humor."
"I've never been told that, but yeah," the demon said, "I guess I do."
"Well," Goku said, looking at his double, "This ought to be a challenge."
"Why don't you ask her?" the doctor said. He stepped aside and Celipa stood behind him, dressed in Yaarsdat clothing.
"Toma!" she cried, jumping into his arms. They held each other tightly. The doctor watched them with a sort of sad-happy look in his eyes. He turned to go to his office.
"Hey doc!" Toma called. The doctor turned, "Thanks," Toma said. Celipa offered her thanks as well. The doctor nodded and walked away. The sadness left his eyes.
"So, where are we exactly?" Celipa asked after the doctor left.
"On a Yaarsdat ship, heading for Yaarsdat." Toma answered.
"Where's Vegita?" she asked, looking around.
"Fighting Nappa and Turles," Celipa gave him a confused look, "A tear had opened near the fleet and they came out of it. They damaged the ship that we were on. Vegita ordered to get you out while he took them on."
"How long ago was this?" she asked.
"Five minutes ago." A voice replied. They both looked and saw the old Saiyan standing in the doorway. He looked older than ever, though why, Toma did not know. Perhaps it was the bruises and the dry blood on his face.
"Pretty intense fight?" Toma asked.
"Oh yeah." The king replied. He was hiding something, Toma could tell that much. And whatever it was, it made Vegita happy.
"What happened?" Celipa asked, not noticing anything. Vegita flashed them a smile. Then he looked at Toma.
"Remember how you asked me to save you a piece?" Vegita asked. He looked as if he were about to burst.
"Yeah." Toma answered cautiously. Vegita paused for a moment, then through something white at Toma. He caught t, but dropped just as quickly. It was made of flesh. Vegita burst out laughing finally.
"What is it?" Toma asked, laughing also, but only because Vegita was. Celipa smiled but was more afraid of the king's behavior. It took Vegita a few minutes to regain control of himself.
Finally, he said, "It's a piece of Frieza's tail. He came out of the tear and got crushed by Kakkarot." He started to laugh again. Celipa and Toma were silent for a moment. They could not believe their ears. Their race had been avenged. For the second time! They began to laugh and cheer with Vegita.
But their celebration was cut short when they heard something bang against the hull. It shook the whole ship. Then Goku's voice came into the head.
"Run!" was all he said.
Goku stood before the tear. He saw the same barren wasteland he had seen through the other portal, only with less souls. He was waiting for King Kai to give him some of his energy.
"C'mon King Kai," Goku complained, "What's taking so long?" no one responded, "Hey King Kai, where are you?" Silence, "King Kai!"
"He cannot hear you." A low voice told him. Goku looked around him and saw no one. But now that he focused, he could sense a great evil nearby.
"How did I miss it?" Goku thought to himself.
"Because I chose that you would not detect me." The voice said. Goku's heart skipped a beat.
"So, you can hear all thought. How useful."
"Indeed it is." The voice said. Alarms went off in Goku's head. Instinctively, he ducked. And felt the wind of a blow that would have sent him through the tear. He turned around and saw nothing again. And he felt nothing as well.
"Where are you?" he asked, as if he was playing hide and seek with a child. The voice was not playing. He hit Goku in the back. The SuperSaiyan cried in pain as he was hurtled through space.
"Right here." The voice said.
Goku regained control of himself. Now, he could feel the voice's power. And it scared Goku. For the power he felt was superior to his. When he felt this, he let his fear show across his face. In that instant, the voice showed its body. Goku thought he was looking into a mirror.
"Okay, what's going on?" Goku asked, moving away from himself.
"I have no physical form that you can actually perceive. But I have a sense of honor, which is strange among demons. I feel that my adversaries should at least have the right to see who is going to kill them. And it's really fun when they find out it's themselves."
"In other words," Goku said, pushing aside his fear, "you have a sick, twisted sense of humor."
"I've never been told that, but yeah," the demon said, "I guess I do."
"Well," Goku said, looking at his double, "This ought to be a challenge."