*Gulp* Yeah, uhhhhh....right. I'M SORRY!!!! Hehe, really, things are pretty hectic around here.....and PLEASE, if you find this chapter short, don't sue! Heh, all you'll gain from it is these stories, and I'm sure YOU don't want to complete them, eh? Hehehe...anyway, right. Enjoy peoples!
No. No more dedications. I've had my share of this little game called 'favorites' and it's gotten me into some pretty serious doo-doo. So...
This chapter is dedicated to all my fans and readers!!!! Whoo-hoo!!!
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"It's impossible."
Surprised, Gohan lifted his head to give Vegeta his full attention. The saiya-jin's voice was dripping with discomfort, when he spoke again, "That power....it's ridiculouly strong. He's a human. Humans don't have that kind of energy..."
Gohan blinked, "But I thought...You sounded so impressed before...what are you saying?"
Vegeta stared for a brief second or so, before crossing his arms and turning his back on Gohan, "Impossible," he repeated. "Think of how strong he would be if he were in this 'Trance' they talk so much about! We can't trust them. We'll go alone."
"Alone!?" Gohan cried suddenly, his eyes growing wide. "But -- Vegeta, we don't know anything about this planet! They seem to have some sort of tie with this 'Terra' world....and who knows what kind of creatures could be living here...?"
"Don't be a fool," the saiya-jin prince scolded, the nasty, bitter tone flooding his voice once more. "This could be a trap, and we're responsible for the others. I won't have it -- I'm going alone, with or without you."
For several moments, Gohan condsidered Vegeta's words. He was right, it could be a trap for all they knew. But Zidane, Eiko, Vivi, and even Amarant seemed harmless enough. Then again, the last time he'd trusted alien strangers, he, Krillin, and Bulma found themselves at the mercy of two, ugly, and very heinous creatures. He shook his head, still not looking away from the saiya-jin prince, "You...you really miss them that much, don't you?"
"What!" Vegeta, though Gohan was poor at detecting these things, tried to hide the truth from his voice. The saiya-jin turned his face away just in time to hide the hurt in his eyes, "This is insane..." he growled. "I...."
Gohan grinned, "No, it's ok, Vegeta. Don't answer it if you can't."
Before eiher of them could say more, a soft groan broke the silence. Instantly, all heads turned towards the figure of a stirring ChiChi, rubbing her eyes and staring at her surroundings. Krillin, being the nearest, was the first on his feet, and at ChiChi's side. He peered down at her as she propped herself on one elbow.
"ChiChi," said Krillin, face blank, "Are you all right?"
"Uh...." ChiChi looked wearily up into Krillin's questioning gaze, and blinked. "Where....what happened?"
Gohan laughed, "Everything's fine, mom," he told her. He was sitting atop of the boulder that she rest against, so he had to crane his head to look at her.
"What..." ChiChi, hearing her son's voice, immediatly snapped her eyes open. "Gohan??" her voice instantly lost it's drowsy, confused demeanor. "What? Where? Where's Goten? Where's GOKU!? WHAT HAPPENED!!??"
A chilled silence echoed her words, and for the next minute or two, no one moved. Gohan slowly, and meekly turned his head to look innocently in the 'Gaians' direction. Not one of them failed to stare at ChiChi, every watching eye startled and confused by her outburst. Zidane shook himself from his stupor and met Gohan's eyes, "Um...she's awake," he said, loud enough for his voice to be carried across the small, crystal plateau.
"Mommyyyy!" Goten cried, leaping from his perch and flinging himself around her neck. "You're awake!"
"We were getting a litle worried there," said Krillin, chuckling, and scratching the back of his neck. "We thought you were going to sleep forever!"
"We're on a different world," Gohan said, before ChiChi could reply. He slid down the boulder to land on the soft crystal below foot. "It's called Terra."
"What?" ChiChi cried, as if the single word explained her confusion. "How? That's ridiculous Gohan, how can we be on another world without a spaceship? Really, the ideas kids get these days..."
"Hmm," Vegeta snorted, surprising them all. "It's true." Seeing that she was still confused, he went on, "Some alien technology transported us here. Well, now that you're awake, perhaps we should be going."
The saiya-jin prince spoke with a sideways glance at the opposite end of the plateau, where Quina, freshly awoken, stood. The Qu had not yet said anything to them, and barely asked any questions about the other party. His/her first question had been, not ironically, 'Where food? Had lovely dream about food.'
ChiChi looked demandingly from her sons, to Krillin, and from Krillin, to Vegeta. "What's that? Alien technology? Oh, that's just perfect! And I'm hungry, and we never even got to finish dinner or anything! Now we're stuck on some other world, and....hey, wait a minute, where's Goku?"
Gohan, looking as if he'd rather not be reminded, stared at his feet, "He's not here," he muttered. "At least, we can't find him. Or Bulma, or Trunks. They're all missing."
Suddenly, ChiChi looked paler than the white crystal she'd been laying against. She parted her mouth slightly to gape, "Ohhhh..." she wialed softly. Her voice, most expectedly, grew louder, and more high-pitched, "You mean I came all the way here, hoping to see him, and he's not even here? Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go find him!"
"I hate to interrupt or anything..." said a soft voice from the group's right. Zidane, apparently unnoticed, had approached them on their blind side. "....but, there's a lot of monsters around right now, and we've had to use half of our magic just to repel them away. Either we move now, or we'll have a few less fighters on our side....until we find and ether, that is."
Everyone stared. Not one of them understood half of what the genome had said, and so, naturally, there weren't any questions. Zidane sighed, and looked down at ChiChi, "Hey. The name's Zidane."
ChiChi, now on her feet, took a careful step backwards, her eyes round and watery, "G-Gohan...? Who are they...?"
"Friends," said Gohan icily, giving Vegeta a half-glance. "They're looking for someone, too."
"You missed it!!" piped Goten. "Vegeta and Mr. Amarant sparred, and they had a draw because Mr. Amarant was too strong!"
Vegeta looked insulted, "It was not-"
"Whatever it was," said Zidane, quickly. "It's over now, and there's no reason to get angry over it. If all 'sparring' matches counted, Amarant'd still be after my hide right now."
The bandit shot the genome an evil, offensive glare. Even from across the plateau, Zidane could hear him mutter something like, "Damn monkey..."
Zidane shook his head, "Are we going now, or not?"
Gohan, instead of answering the genome, turned both eyes on the saiya-jin prince, who stood rather nonchalantly with his back to the group. He had his arms crossed, and his attention focussed on the crystal-type ground underfoot. Gohan cleared his throat, "Well, yeah, I guess....are you ready to go...Vegeta?"
The saiya-jin didn't reply, but turned around to meet his eyes. Gohan felt a chill travel up his spine. Vegeta's gaze was no worse than it had been the day he'd first touched down on planet Earth. It was unforiving, and almost murderous. After what seemed to Gohan, an hour of deadliness, the saiya-jin spoke up. "Of course. Lead the way....Gohan."
"Uh...."
The timid, squeaky voice came from across the plateau, and undoubtedly belonged to none other than Eiko. The six-year-old was backing away from the boulder Zidane had been pacing atop of earlier as if it were squirming with poisonous snakes. Eiko swallowed, and her voice wavered the second time she spoke, "Uh....guys? Um, Zidane, you'd better come here for a second, because....well, we have company."
Zidane's eyes widened, "But what about the repel magic? I thought you had that taken care of!"
Eiko shook her head, her skin draining of all colour. "No...uh, see Zidane....this isn't a monster. Oh, geez, just come here! NOW!"
"Ohhhh...isn't this rather delightful...?"
The second, silkier voice dripped with sarcasm and threat. It was heard the very moment a pale red, feminine head peered over the boulder's edge. Following the head, came a woman of some sort, her body ending in a large, snakish tail that coiled around her legs. The creature smirked, and grinned with a full set of razor-sharp teeth. "You two," she said, smoothly. Her eyes rooted themselves on Amarant. "And you....no, you won't be vicotrious! This is....the end...the end for....all...."
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(Right....uhhhh.......now that Vegeta's a hardass again, I think I got some REAL surprised trailin' this chapter...hehehe! Don't worry, he's not REALLY a hardass. Or IS he? *suspenseful music* Annnnyway. Please R&R blah blah blah....)
No. No more dedications. I've had my share of this little game called 'favorites' and it's gotten me into some pretty serious doo-doo. So...
This chapter is dedicated to all my fans and readers!!!! Whoo-hoo!!!
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"It's impossible."
Surprised, Gohan lifted his head to give Vegeta his full attention. The saiya-jin's voice was dripping with discomfort, when he spoke again, "That power....it's ridiculouly strong. He's a human. Humans don't have that kind of energy..."
Gohan blinked, "But I thought...You sounded so impressed before...what are you saying?"
Vegeta stared for a brief second or so, before crossing his arms and turning his back on Gohan, "Impossible," he repeated. "Think of how strong he would be if he were in this 'Trance' they talk so much about! We can't trust them. We'll go alone."
"Alone!?" Gohan cried suddenly, his eyes growing wide. "But -- Vegeta, we don't know anything about this planet! They seem to have some sort of tie with this 'Terra' world....and who knows what kind of creatures could be living here...?"
"Don't be a fool," the saiya-jin prince scolded, the nasty, bitter tone flooding his voice once more. "This could be a trap, and we're responsible for the others. I won't have it -- I'm going alone, with or without you."
For several moments, Gohan condsidered Vegeta's words. He was right, it could be a trap for all they knew. But Zidane, Eiko, Vivi, and even Amarant seemed harmless enough. Then again, the last time he'd trusted alien strangers, he, Krillin, and Bulma found themselves at the mercy of two, ugly, and very heinous creatures. He shook his head, still not looking away from the saiya-jin prince, "You...you really miss them that much, don't you?"
"What!" Vegeta, though Gohan was poor at detecting these things, tried to hide the truth from his voice. The saiya-jin turned his face away just in time to hide the hurt in his eyes, "This is insane..." he growled. "I...."
Gohan grinned, "No, it's ok, Vegeta. Don't answer it if you can't."
Before eiher of them could say more, a soft groan broke the silence. Instantly, all heads turned towards the figure of a stirring ChiChi, rubbing her eyes and staring at her surroundings. Krillin, being the nearest, was the first on his feet, and at ChiChi's side. He peered down at her as she propped herself on one elbow.
"ChiChi," said Krillin, face blank, "Are you all right?"
"Uh...." ChiChi looked wearily up into Krillin's questioning gaze, and blinked. "Where....what happened?"
Gohan laughed, "Everything's fine, mom," he told her. He was sitting atop of the boulder that she rest against, so he had to crane his head to look at her.
"What..." ChiChi, hearing her son's voice, immediatly snapped her eyes open. "Gohan??" her voice instantly lost it's drowsy, confused demeanor. "What? Where? Where's Goten? Where's GOKU!? WHAT HAPPENED!!??"
A chilled silence echoed her words, and for the next minute or two, no one moved. Gohan slowly, and meekly turned his head to look innocently in the 'Gaians' direction. Not one of them failed to stare at ChiChi, every watching eye startled and confused by her outburst. Zidane shook himself from his stupor and met Gohan's eyes, "Um...she's awake," he said, loud enough for his voice to be carried across the small, crystal plateau.
"Mommyyyy!" Goten cried, leaping from his perch and flinging himself around her neck. "You're awake!"
"We were getting a litle worried there," said Krillin, chuckling, and scratching the back of his neck. "We thought you were going to sleep forever!"
"We're on a different world," Gohan said, before ChiChi could reply. He slid down the boulder to land on the soft crystal below foot. "It's called Terra."
"What?" ChiChi cried, as if the single word explained her confusion. "How? That's ridiculous Gohan, how can we be on another world without a spaceship? Really, the ideas kids get these days..."
"Hmm," Vegeta snorted, surprising them all. "It's true." Seeing that she was still confused, he went on, "Some alien technology transported us here. Well, now that you're awake, perhaps we should be going."
The saiya-jin prince spoke with a sideways glance at the opposite end of the plateau, where Quina, freshly awoken, stood. The Qu had not yet said anything to them, and barely asked any questions about the other party. His/her first question had been, not ironically, 'Where food? Had lovely dream about food.'
ChiChi looked demandingly from her sons, to Krillin, and from Krillin, to Vegeta. "What's that? Alien technology? Oh, that's just perfect! And I'm hungry, and we never even got to finish dinner or anything! Now we're stuck on some other world, and....hey, wait a minute, where's Goku?"
Gohan, looking as if he'd rather not be reminded, stared at his feet, "He's not here," he muttered. "At least, we can't find him. Or Bulma, or Trunks. They're all missing."
Suddenly, ChiChi looked paler than the white crystal she'd been laying against. She parted her mouth slightly to gape, "Ohhhh..." she wialed softly. Her voice, most expectedly, grew louder, and more high-pitched, "You mean I came all the way here, hoping to see him, and he's not even here? Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go find him!"
"I hate to interrupt or anything..." said a soft voice from the group's right. Zidane, apparently unnoticed, had approached them on their blind side. "....but, there's a lot of monsters around right now, and we've had to use half of our magic just to repel them away. Either we move now, or we'll have a few less fighters on our side....until we find and ether, that is."
Everyone stared. Not one of them understood half of what the genome had said, and so, naturally, there weren't any questions. Zidane sighed, and looked down at ChiChi, "Hey. The name's Zidane."
ChiChi, now on her feet, took a careful step backwards, her eyes round and watery, "G-Gohan...? Who are they...?"
"Friends," said Gohan icily, giving Vegeta a half-glance. "They're looking for someone, too."
"You missed it!!" piped Goten. "Vegeta and Mr. Amarant sparred, and they had a draw because Mr. Amarant was too strong!"
Vegeta looked insulted, "It was not-"
"Whatever it was," said Zidane, quickly. "It's over now, and there's no reason to get angry over it. If all 'sparring' matches counted, Amarant'd still be after my hide right now."
The bandit shot the genome an evil, offensive glare. Even from across the plateau, Zidane could hear him mutter something like, "Damn monkey..."
Zidane shook his head, "Are we going now, or not?"
Gohan, instead of answering the genome, turned both eyes on the saiya-jin prince, who stood rather nonchalantly with his back to the group. He had his arms crossed, and his attention focussed on the crystal-type ground underfoot. Gohan cleared his throat, "Well, yeah, I guess....are you ready to go...Vegeta?"
The saiya-jin didn't reply, but turned around to meet his eyes. Gohan felt a chill travel up his spine. Vegeta's gaze was no worse than it had been the day he'd first touched down on planet Earth. It was unforiving, and almost murderous. After what seemed to Gohan, an hour of deadliness, the saiya-jin spoke up. "Of course. Lead the way....Gohan."
"Uh...."
The timid, squeaky voice came from across the plateau, and undoubtedly belonged to none other than Eiko. The six-year-old was backing away from the boulder Zidane had been pacing atop of earlier as if it were squirming with poisonous snakes. Eiko swallowed, and her voice wavered the second time she spoke, "Uh....guys? Um, Zidane, you'd better come here for a second, because....well, we have company."
Zidane's eyes widened, "But what about the repel magic? I thought you had that taken care of!"
Eiko shook her head, her skin draining of all colour. "No...uh, see Zidane....this isn't a monster. Oh, geez, just come here! NOW!"
"Ohhhh...isn't this rather delightful...?"
The second, silkier voice dripped with sarcasm and threat. It was heard the very moment a pale red, feminine head peered over the boulder's edge. Following the head, came a woman of some sort, her body ending in a large, snakish tail that coiled around her legs. The creature smirked, and grinned with a full set of razor-sharp teeth. "You two," she said, smoothly. Her eyes rooted themselves on Amarant. "And you....no, you won't be vicotrious! This is....the end...the end for....all...."
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(Right....uhhhh.......now that Vegeta's a hardass again, I think I got some REAL surprised trailin' this chapter...hehehe! Don't worry, he's not REALLY a hardass. Or IS he? *suspenseful music* Annnnyway. Please R&R blah blah blah....)
