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Author's note: I have nothing to say.



Chapter 16 Kidnapped

We started training the kids the next day. They really liked it. It makes since, cause fighting was in their blood. Their favorite attack was (surprise!) Kamehameha. It's like a Goku family tradition I guess. They also got to learn simple energy blasts and flying. Purinsesu also seemed to have the ability for psychic attacks, but none of us were really experts on that; we would wait for the Supreme Kai to teach her that. Yuushi didn't show any particular aptitude for anything. He was just incredible fast. Like a hummingbird. Even Gohan couldn't keep up with him. The only person they never really worked with was Vegeta. He refused. I guess he thought it was below him.

I really like working with my kids. They were so eager to learn, unlike some of my other students. And unlike my other students, they were actually learning how to FIGHT, not just dance. Of course, I taught them all I knew about my ballet/martial arts style. I taught them the energy blasts coming out of turns, the energy beams out of leaps, all that good stuff that I had used against Vegeta in our first battle. Cat worked with them a lot. She had developed this "Energy mist" type thing. It was weird. By turning in fouettes in second, she was able to create a fog-like energy that temporarily neutralized anything or anyone nearby. I had been trying to learn it, but I had never been really great at fouettes in second. Neither were my children at the age of five. But they were trying.

Ever since that first night Shin came and told us the prophecy and warned us about Karista, we had been on an all out alert. Someone always stayed up all night to guard them. It was funny, cause we never even talked about it. We just did it. We knew we had to protect them at all costs until they were old enough to protect themselves.

However, after a few months of this, I got really tired of the non-stop training. Not that I didn't want my kids to stop. I wanted to just take a break. Have an adult's night out or something. Leave the kids at home with Pan and Bra and go paint the town red. Or at least orange-yellow.

"I want to have an adults night out." I announced at breakfast. Everyone turned and looked at me. "A what?" Vegeta asked. "An adults night out. Everyone has been so stressed lately that I think a break would do us good. I mean, we all have good reason for stress, but pretty soon we'll crack. Anyway, nothing has happened and I doubt it will just because we'll all be gone." I explained.

"I think it's a good idea." Bulma said. Leave it to Bulma to vote for the party. "We can dress like we would never in front of the children, go out, and have a great time!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah, we need a relaxation time." Chichi said.

"Will there be food?" Goku asked. I rolled my eyes. "Yes, there will be food if you need it." I said.

"All right! I'm there." The other guys nodded as well.

"It's all settled then. We'll go out, have a blast, and then come back and work." I said.

"I don't want to go. This is no time for fun." Vegeta said. "Vegeta, you never want to do anything fun." Bulma said. He glowered.

Anyway, Vegeta was once again overruled. We were all ready to go at 7:00 that evening. Pan and Bra had been put in charge. They seemed thrilled to be stuck babysitting on a Friday night. Cat and I dug out our old dresses, and then decided to trade. Fortunately, we were the same size as all those years ago, even after I had twins. Bulma was dressed typical Bulma, and Chichi found this dress, well, a lot like what you would expect Chichi to wear. Oh well, it works for her. Goku actually found something besides his orange workout suit to wear, and Gohan was in khakis. Actually, the guys looked really great. Goten was wearing black jeans with a red button up shirt over a white undershirt, but it was unbuttoned halfway. He looked really hot. Trunks looked good too. Vegeta was the real surprise though. Expecting him to be the perpetual party-pooper, I thought he would show up in his exercise outfit. Well, he didn't. He showed up in leather pants and a black spandex shirt. Under most circumstances, I would have found that a really gay outfit, but it worked so well on Vegeta you would never think him gay. My mouth just dropped when I saw him, as did everyone else in the room except Goku. He smiled.

"When did you get that?" Bulma asked him.

"Kakarott gave it too me when Bra was born. He told me that I was too old to wear it now that I had two children." Vegeta explained. Let me tell you, none of us looked too old. Even though they were all pushing 50, none of them looked over 30. Videl and Gohan could have passed for 25. Goten and Trunks looked 18 still. Cat and I were the only ones that looked anywhere near our age. Oh well. I was only twenty-three.

We ended up at this dance club called "The Dragon's Egg" which I thought was appropriate considering my company. I was having so much fun. Goten couldn't dance at all, but we managed. Eventually it became a giant sparring match, just without the actual sparring. At one point it was kinda me and Goten against Cat and Trunks. We won of course, mostly because Goten is willing to let me lead. Bulma had her hands full with Vegeta, but as it turns out, get a couple of Smirnoff's into Vegeta and he's just mister congeniality. Not to mention he relaxes. Anyway, he and Bulma were just kicking up their heels, as were Goku and Chichi and Videl and Gohan. Turns out, Saiyans don't have a high tolerance for alcohol. I myself, with my mostly human (and Irish at that) background, I can hold my liquor. So could the other girls. But after a couple of beers and a wine cooler or so, the guys were singing Macho Man Karaoke style. I wish I had a video camera.

Suddenly, my heart felt like it was ripped in two. My stomach started roiling, and I fell to the floor screaming. MOMMY! I heard a small voice echo through my head. It was unmistakably Purinsesu. Then I heard Yuushi. Briefly I saw their room lit up and a form in the window that reached out and grabbed my children. I also saw Pan and Bra on the floor, unconscious. "Liz!" Cat screamed. Bulma and Videl rushed over and picked me up. "Something's wrong. Help me to the bathroom." Well, we had a convention in the bathroom and I told them what happened.

"This isn't good, Liz. We need too-" Cat said. She would have finished if it hadn't happened again, except this time, I was physically sick. Wiping my mouth I said, "Get the guys. We have to leave now. Something is wrong with the children."

The guys were not thrilled at being pulled off the stage, but quickly sobered up when they heard what had happened to me. "We have to leave, now. No time for driving. We'll use instant transmission. Lock on to Pan or Bra." Goku said to me, knowing I was the only other one who could do instant transmission. I nodded. "Ok, people, grab a hold." I said, worried beyond belief. It got worse when I tried to find the girls. They were so weak! I knew Goku was thinking the same thing, from the way he inhaled.

We entered into a room of mayhem. They had been in the upstairs game room. The window was blown out, the posters on the walls were shredded, and the girls were lying on the floor, bleeding and unconscious. Just like from my vision. For a few seconds, no one could say anything. Then Vegeta, Gohan, and Trunks powered up and flew out the window. Goten and Goku were still shocked. Videl and Bulma recovered and went to see about their daughters. Bra was completely out of it, but Pan woke up a few seconds and said, "It was her, mom. Karista, she took the twins. We tried to stop her, but-" and then she was out again. I just stood there, the truth not yet sunk in. The it did, and I screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"

Interlude

They had taken my babies. SHE had taken my babies. She had entered my home, hurt my family, violated my privacy, and taken my babies back with her. Now, she would pay.