Hey people, I know this was a bit longer getting up than I said it would
be, I wanted my other story "Distant Light Years" to proceed at the same
pace as this one. So from now on I plan to write one chapter of this and
then one chapter of the other, keeping them equal, it makes it easier for
me to manage them that way. It's just one of my quirks I suppose.. I'm not
to sure how far away this one is from finishing, as long as I keep getting
ideas I tend to draw out stories and never finish them! I guess I don't
like ending stories, especially fanfiction because I always liked that old
saying, the show must go on, and I don't like ending the show prematurely.
ANYWAY, here you go..
Chapter Seven: Drowning
Mists flowed through time, a slow swirling fog. Dark violet eyes snapped open and a quiet curse sprung from small thin navy lips. On a planet of nothing, there was a being of huge dark powers. He had been sleeping dormant under deep enchantment for millennia until the Prophesy of the Double Spirit sent its heralding call through out the universes to wake him like a racket of Hell's Bells clanging all at once in side his head. The Prophesy of the Double Spirit, the infamous legend that the Dark One would one day be awakened when one of the great rules of the Other World was broken, and that rule was for one of the Dead to forcefully possess the body of an innocent for their own selfish purposes. There were only two ways to do that, either with the permission of the Supreme Kai, in which it was then not forceful possession or by using the Portal of Spirit Transportation. That had been a device of his own creation when he had been Supreme Kai long ago, before the dark things inside him over ran his rational thoughts. All he knew was that before he was banished it had been hidden away, to only the Supreme Kai knew where.
Over thousands of years the ancient prophecy had been long forgotten, only his name and his deeds being passed down from Supreme Kai to Supreme Kai. Oh yes, he was the infamous Mikshal. The only dark Kai to ever exist. Yes he was the one who gave Babadi the power long ago to create the most evil and hideous of beasts, Majin Buu. He had wanted the Universes to bow down to his rules. The best way he could see that was by unmaking the Universe and start all over again the way he wanted it. Buu was meant to be the demise of the known Universes. But the other Kais had found out about his sick demented plan, all but three were killed by the end in their struggle to enslave Buu inside his egg. One of them had been absorbed by Buu and the other had given his life force into the great Z sword. The third, was Shin. The resident Supreme Kai. Mikshal snarled. Little pointed teeth caught his lip. How he despised that spineless worm! His brother..
Now he was free, and his mind had sped its presence over the cosmos to find the two minds that had caused his freedom to come about. There were four minds, but only two had fitted into the Prophecy clearly enough to break his enchantment. One was a Saiyan and the other..was.. He paused. Was it a Saiyan or a Human, the spirit seemed to fluctuate between the two like it was in the throws of some kind of mental confusion. He peered closer. The other mind too was in chaos, but no where near to the extent of innocent mind that had been warped by the unnatural possession caused by the Saiyan. It was something not right with nature, it was unnatural that there was a spirit out there in such turmoil over what it was. Mikshal had immediately seen the possibilities of harnessing such a mind for his own uses since he was so far away to influence any thing physically. The driving force behind it was the Supreme Kai. Shin was with them. It would feel to torment his brother.
Mikshal leaned forward in the darkness to rest his cheek on his bent knees. He felt like a wrath. A being so physically weak that he could barely move, let along walk. But his energy was slowly coming back to him. His control over the mind had been damaged in the battle it had with by some being called Gogeta, what ever that was. He still had a slender link though, that he could use to slowly drain energy from it to strengthen himself. Soon. Oh yes, so very soon. He would come.. and the Universe would be his.
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Videl ran up to catch Gohan in an embrace as the young demi-Saiyan exited the space pod closely followed by Goten, Trunks and Bulma. "Oh Gohan!" She gushed. Trunks made a gagging motion at Goten who giggled.
"Oh please.." Muttered the lilac haired teen with scorn. Could they get any more pathetic. Goten elbowed him in the side before running over to Paris who stood near by. ~Stupid blond bimbo..~ Thought Trunks as he watched his best friend frolic with his girlfriend. Bra ran up to him and grabbed his arm. "So what was it like?! Was Namek beautiful?! Were there any cute guys like Piccolo?! What are there beaches like?!" She yanked on his arm as she dragged him back to the house. "Come on Trunks! TELL ME EVERYTHING!"
Trunks blinked rapidly. "Is dad back?" He quickly asked before his sister could interrupt him. Bra looked at him funny. "What do you mean, isn't dad with you guys?" Trunks shook his head. "No stupid, when you wish some one back they come back to life at the last place their body was." Bra shrugged. "Well neither Goku or daddy are here." Trunks stared at her, his fuchsia tail whipped around him in irritation. Why hadn't they appeared yet? It had been a while since they had wished them back. At least a week. They would have turned up by know if it had worked. Trunks glanced over at Gohan who was looking at Videl in confusion. It seemed he had made the same discovery. Trunks moved over to him followed by Goten. "So why aren't they here?" Asked Trunks, his hands on his hips. Gohan shrugged with a befuddled expression. "I have no idea! They should be here, that comet blew up out in space, but they were in the Earth's atmosphere when they were killed, I felt their Ki vanish." Fear flooded through Gohan. What if they hadn't been wished back at all! What if they couldn't be?!
Piccolo stood to the side watching the reactions of the group when they slowly realised the two Saiyans weren't here. He frowned slightly. He too wondered where they could be. He knew King Kai would be able to answer that question. He crossed his arms and tilted his head, searching through the Ki's of millions, billions, until he found the North Kai's distinctive Ki in the Other World. ~KING KAI~ he said, his eyes narrowed in concentration.
***
King Kai was quietly watering his roses, muttering to himself about a particular irritating monkey called Bubbles who was being chased around the yard screeching, closely followed by a disgruntled Gregory the Cricket who was thumping him on the head with a giant hammer. "SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT!" Yelled Gregory as the monkey ran past King Kai yelping. King Kai rose an eye brow at the two and a smile tugged at his lips. Suddenly a voice thundered into his head. ~KING KAI.~
King Kai yelped, dropping his watering can and falling back. "What?!" He cried before he hastily regained his posture. "Uh..Piccolo? Is that you?" He said to the thin air.
Piccolo nodded. ~YES I HAVE TO ASK YOU SOMETHING.~ King Kai winced. "Can you please not yell. Your hurting my head." he muttered. King Kai shook his head to clear the pain. "What is it Piccolo?"
Piccolo frowned. ~Where are Vegeta and Goku? Gohan, Bulma, Trunks and Goten went to wish them back to life with the Dragon Balls but they did not return.~ he said solemnly. King Kai sweat dropped. "Oh right..huh! I would have told you guys earlier, but I guess it slipped my mind!" he grinned nervously. Piccolo rolled his eyes. He knew King Kai had had something to do with this. King Kai smiled. "Well you see Piccolo, while the boys were up here they got into a little trouble with time and space and such, messing up a few lives in the process, they have gone with the Supreme Kai to fix it up. It shouldn't take too long." Piccolo took in the information. ~Alright, now tell me every thing.~ Said Piccolo, closing his eyes as King Kai related the whole tale to him.
***
Ten minutes later, Piccolo broke away from his conversation to walk over to where Gohan, Trunks and Goten stood talking. "Gohan." He said with his deep gravely voice. Gohan perked up to stare at his mentor. "I know where they are." He said with a small amused smile.
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It had been a day since the madness had occurred. Vegeta and Goku were getting use to their tails again. More so Vegeta than either of them, he had missed his tail greatly. It had been like having one of his arms chopped off to loose it. He waved it around behind him like a child, a small smile on his face. Loral watched them from where she sat. They had chained her against a pillar with Ki bonds, her eyes looked lost. Zim bit his nails. "Will she be all right?" He asked the Supreme Kai, which he was finding to be a very interesting person to hold conversations with. Shin glanced over at the half conscious Saiyan woman. She stared groggily back at him. "She should be. Ever since she woke up she has been in this same state, comatose like." Zim watched her closely.
Vegeta's sharp black eyes flashed to the woman. He folded his arms. That whole episode had left him reeling. It had been so strange. The feelings of rage had come upon him so suddenly, he was suspicious. Suspicious of its origin. He had been under the influence of another's mind before, and this feeling seemed familiar. But far more subtle, like it was part of him that was enraged. It couldn't be though, he didn't hate the girl. Hell he barely knew her. He couldn't understand why he had blown it. Sure what she had said had made him angry, but he never reacted like that to mare words. Except to Kakarott, but he was just a baka, and he never really meant what he said, despite his visual animosity. Thoughts fluttered through his mind.
He remembered a fist flicking out of a dimly lit room, connecting with his jaw and flinging him backwards to land on a hard tiled kitchen floor. He remembered seeing his own blood run down his cheek and drip to the faded green tiles. He remembered the pain in his chest feeling so much greater, than the throbbing in his face. It wasn't Vegeta's memory. He looked over at Loral. He watched as she blinked slowly and lowered her head to the floor. He flinched slightly. Did she really need to be bound like that? He didn't believe she was like she had been yesterday. In fact he was sure that perhaps the same thing had happened to her that Vegeta was pretty sure had happened to him. That strange sense of control. And from what the Supreme Kai had said..that thing had been a creature called Mikshal.
He thought about the memory he had just thought. It was hers. He understood what a hard life was. His own memories were similar though on a much grander and more painful scale. But it did surprise him. Here was this weak human child, living in metropolitan suburbia, where as far as he had ever seen of human suburbia, meant a life of happy family. Who obviously did not have a life of happy family. Or at least didn't.
Looking at her now Vegeta realised her life would never be the same after this. He realised how much he must have effected it with his rash decision. He wondered if it was for the better or the worst in her case, he wondered if she should wish her self back to being human, and he wondered why he cared at all. Things never go back to the way they were.
When he was killed by the meteor and had to face Yemma again. his greatest fear was loosing all he had ever strived for in his life. He knew Bulma and his son and daughter could handle it because he knew they would see him soon enough when they wished him back. But his greatest fear, had been loosing him self. it had been luck that had given him a body last time. But he didn't believe in luck, nor did he believe in it striking twice. He was sure he would be sent to hell this time. And that he would loose his body and all his power that he had strived so hard for, but most importantly..and this he struggled to believe..was that if he went to hell, and he wasn't wished back, he would never see those who were most important of all. His little suburbia happy family. Again. For all of eternity.
That had not happened, but the fact he realised he feared it made him want to fight loosing them even more. He looked at the girl. He had gone to King Kai's instead, and was aloud his body. He had pushed it he knew, with the Portal of Transportation and that foolish idea he had had. What if after this escapade, had he not been wished back to life, would he have been sent to hell for breaking that rule, no body snatching? Well he had done it, and what did it matter now? He was alive. He had no halo, and he wanted to go home. He didn't know why he cared that it didn't seem right that she was bound like that, unable to move.
He didn't understand why Shin didn't seem to care that she was bound, that he seemed convinced that despite her being as good as Kakarott before, that now she was a strange and evil menace. Vegeta knew Shin feared her, he could smell it. She had gone Super Saiyan Three, that was a power far greater than any Kai had. Vegeta had taught himself to go Super Saiyan three in the Other World, and had followed Kakarott's advice to not use it in the living world until he was in fact alive again or be faced with the consequences. He still couldn't believe the girl could have done it with out training, it rankled him to no end. But Shin..Vegeta frowned. He had not expected him to react so harshly. Was it because he suspected this Mikshal creature behind it? Perhaps it was a personal grudge he was taking out on the girl because through no fault of her own she was linked with the thing.
Vegeta looked over to where Shin and Zim spoke conspiratorially with each other. And what was with that boy? Why was he hanging around?! He had already poisoned him once! Though now Vegeta believed that the coffee had mearly sparked the whole thing. It was obviously not the soul thing behind it all as Loral hadn't even drunk any.
Vegeta looked up as Kakarott walked back through the door. He had ventured to the nearest food take-aways and purchased lunch. The first thing Goku did was look straight at where Loral was bound with wide shamefaced eyes. He had at first agreed with Shin that she needed to be bound but now, that he looked at her, he didn't feel right about it.
"Uh..can we let her down from that now.." He said barely above a whisper, his eyes flashing from Shin to the bound girl. Shin looked over at her with a frown. "I don't see why not, she seems pretty sedated now." Shin released the bonds and Loral fell forward to her knees with a sigh. She slowly stood unsteadily, using her tail to balance. She was still battered from the day before, as was Vegeta though he had not been injured as much as she. She stumbled over to a wall and slid down it to sit on the floor, exhausted. Vegeta knew what it was like to be tied up for hours in one position unable to move, it was fucking painful that's what it was..
Suddenly there came a rapping at the door. All heads shot up but Loral's. Shin glanced quickly at Zim. "Were you expecting any one?" Zim shook his head. Vegeta took a step forward. Goku walked to the door. Shin motioned with his head to Zim. Zim stood and walked to the door with Goku on one side. He slowly creaked it open. Standing on the step was a tall blond woman who looked at him with confused blue eyes. "Uh..is Loral here?" she asked. Zim's eyes widened. Who was this?! And how did she know Loral?
"Um..who are you?" The blond girl grinned nervously. "Oh uh sorry, how rude of me, my name is Jay, I'm Loral's friend." Her tail curled out from her waist to wave anxiously behind her.
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And I'm done..OK next in SAIYAN SPIRIT: Oooh Jay's arrived on the scene, the enemy has been sighted and its time for the Guardian to make its appearance so they can get those Dragon Balls. What is Mikshal up to? Does he want to rule the universe like he use to? What about Loral, is she back to her old self? And how is Goku coping without Chichi's home-made sushi?! What about the other guys in their universe, are they going to do some thing to butt in on the situation?
Well your just going to have to wait and see! I always love the reviews! And please, your ideas are always needed! My brain can only be so creative, with two of my stories to write here, one original in my work book and poetry when ever it hits me my brain can tend to over load. Which is most likely why people stare when I mutter to my self..they just don't under stand creative genius when it hits them in the face!
Well, chow for the mo guys!
~Dynishra~
ANYWAY, here you go..
Chapter Seven: Drowning
Mists flowed through time, a slow swirling fog. Dark violet eyes snapped open and a quiet curse sprung from small thin navy lips. On a planet of nothing, there was a being of huge dark powers. He had been sleeping dormant under deep enchantment for millennia until the Prophesy of the Double Spirit sent its heralding call through out the universes to wake him like a racket of Hell's Bells clanging all at once in side his head. The Prophesy of the Double Spirit, the infamous legend that the Dark One would one day be awakened when one of the great rules of the Other World was broken, and that rule was for one of the Dead to forcefully possess the body of an innocent for their own selfish purposes. There were only two ways to do that, either with the permission of the Supreme Kai, in which it was then not forceful possession or by using the Portal of Spirit Transportation. That had been a device of his own creation when he had been Supreme Kai long ago, before the dark things inside him over ran his rational thoughts. All he knew was that before he was banished it had been hidden away, to only the Supreme Kai knew where.
Over thousands of years the ancient prophecy had been long forgotten, only his name and his deeds being passed down from Supreme Kai to Supreme Kai. Oh yes, he was the infamous Mikshal. The only dark Kai to ever exist. Yes he was the one who gave Babadi the power long ago to create the most evil and hideous of beasts, Majin Buu. He had wanted the Universes to bow down to his rules. The best way he could see that was by unmaking the Universe and start all over again the way he wanted it. Buu was meant to be the demise of the known Universes. But the other Kais had found out about his sick demented plan, all but three were killed by the end in their struggle to enslave Buu inside his egg. One of them had been absorbed by Buu and the other had given his life force into the great Z sword. The third, was Shin. The resident Supreme Kai. Mikshal snarled. Little pointed teeth caught his lip. How he despised that spineless worm! His brother..
Now he was free, and his mind had sped its presence over the cosmos to find the two minds that had caused his freedom to come about. There were four minds, but only two had fitted into the Prophecy clearly enough to break his enchantment. One was a Saiyan and the other..was.. He paused. Was it a Saiyan or a Human, the spirit seemed to fluctuate between the two like it was in the throws of some kind of mental confusion. He peered closer. The other mind too was in chaos, but no where near to the extent of innocent mind that had been warped by the unnatural possession caused by the Saiyan. It was something not right with nature, it was unnatural that there was a spirit out there in such turmoil over what it was. Mikshal had immediately seen the possibilities of harnessing such a mind for his own uses since he was so far away to influence any thing physically. The driving force behind it was the Supreme Kai. Shin was with them. It would feel to torment his brother.
Mikshal leaned forward in the darkness to rest his cheek on his bent knees. He felt like a wrath. A being so physically weak that he could barely move, let along walk. But his energy was slowly coming back to him. His control over the mind had been damaged in the battle it had with by some being called Gogeta, what ever that was. He still had a slender link though, that he could use to slowly drain energy from it to strengthen himself. Soon. Oh yes, so very soon. He would come.. and the Universe would be his.
****
Videl ran up to catch Gohan in an embrace as the young demi-Saiyan exited the space pod closely followed by Goten, Trunks and Bulma. "Oh Gohan!" She gushed. Trunks made a gagging motion at Goten who giggled.
"Oh please.." Muttered the lilac haired teen with scorn. Could they get any more pathetic. Goten elbowed him in the side before running over to Paris who stood near by. ~Stupid blond bimbo..~ Thought Trunks as he watched his best friend frolic with his girlfriend. Bra ran up to him and grabbed his arm. "So what was it like?! Was Namek beautiful?! Were there any cute guys like Piccolo?! What are there beaches like?!" She yanked on his arm as she dragged him back to the house. "Come on Trunks! TELL ME EVERYTHING!"
Trunks blinked rapidly. "Is dad back?" He quickly asked before his sister could interrupt him. Bra looked at him funny. "What do you mean, isn't dad with you guys?" Trunks shook his head. "No stupid, when you wish some one back they come back to life at the last place their body was." Bra shrugged. "Well neither Goku or daddy are here." Trunks stared at her, his fuchsia tail whipped around him in irritation. Why hadn't they appeared yet? It had been a while since they had wished them back. At least a week. They would have turned up by know if it had worked. Trunks glanced over at Gohan who was looking at Videl in confusion. It seemed he had made the same discovery. Trunks moved over to him followed by Goten. "So why aren't they here?" Asked Trunks, his hands on his hips. Gohan shrugged with a befuddled expression. "I have no idea! They should be here, that comet blew up out in space, but they were in the Earth's atmosphere when they were killed, I felt their Ki vanish." Fear flooded through Gohan. What if they hadn't been wished back at all! What if they couldn't be?!
Piccolo stood to the side watching the reactions of the group when they slowly realised the two Saiyans weren't here. He frowned slightly. He too wondered where they could be. He knew King Kai would be able to answer that question. He crossed his arms and tilted his head, searching through the Ki's of millions, billions, until he found the North Kai's distinctive Ki in the Other World. ~KING KAI~ he said, his eyes narrowed in concentration.
***
King Kai was quietly watering his roses, muttering to himself about a particular irritating monkey called Bubbles who was being chased around the yard screeching, closely followed by a disgruntled Gregory the Cricket who was thumping him on the head with a giant hammer. "SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT!" Yelled Gregory as the monkey ran past King Kai yelping. King Kai rose an eye brow at the two and a smile tugged at his lips. Suddenly a voice thundered into his head. ~KING KAI.~
King Kai yelped, dropping his watering can and falling back. "What?!" He cried before he hastily regained his posture. "Uh..Piccolo? Is that you?" He said to the thin air.
Piccolo nodded. ~YES I HAVE TO ASK YOU SOMETHING.~ King Kai winced. "Can you please not yell. Your hurting my head." he muttered. King Kai shook his head to clear the pain. "What is it Piccolo?"
Piccolo frowned. ~Where are Vegeta and Goku? Gohan, Bulma, Trunks and Goten went to wish them back to life with the Dragon Balls but they did not return.~ he said solemnly. King Kai sweat dropped. "Oh right..huh! I would have told you guys earlier, but I guess it slipped my mind!" he grinned nervously. Piccolo rolled his eyes. He knew King Kai had had something to do with this. King Kai smiled. "Well you see Piccolo, while the boys were up here they got into a little trouble with time and space and such, messing up a few lives in the process, they have gone with the Supreme Kai to fix it up. It shouldn't take too long." Piccolo took in the information. ~Alright, now tell me every thing.~ Said Piccolo, closing his eyes as King Kai related the whole tale to him.
***
Ten minutes later, Piccolo broke away from his conversation to walk over to where Gohan, Trunks and Goten stood talking. "Gohan." He said with his deep gravely voice. Gohan perked up to stare at his mentor. "I know where they are." He said with a small amused smile.
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It had been a day since the madness had occurred. Vegeta and Goku were getting use to their tails again. More so Vegeta than either of them, he had missed his tail greatly. It had been like having one of his arms chopped off to loose it. He waved it around behind him like a child, a small smile on his face. Loral watched them from where she sat. They had chained her against a pillar with Ki bonds, her eyes looked lost. Zim bit his nails. "Will she be all right?" He asked the Supreme Kai, which he was finding to be a very interesting person to hold conversations with. Shin glanced over at the half conscious Saiyan woman. She stared groggily back at him. "She should be. Ever since she woke up she has been in this same state, comatose like." Zim watched her closely.
Vegeta's sharp black eyes flashed to the woman. He folded his arms. That whole episode had left him reeling. It had been so strange. The feelings of rage had come upon him so suddenly, he was suspicious. Suspicious of its origin. He had been under the influence of another's mind before, and this feeling seemed familiar. But far more subtle, like it was part of him that was enraged. It couldn't be though, he didn't hate the girl. Hell he barely knew her. He couldn't understand why he had blown it. Sure what she had said had made him angry, but he never reacted like that to mare words. Except to Kakarott, but he was just a baka, and he never really meant what he said, despite his visual animosity. Thoughts fluttered through his mind.
He remembered a fist flicking out of a dimly lit room, connecting with his jaw and flinging him backwards to land on a hard tiled kitchen floor. He remembered seeing his own blood run down his cheek and drip to the faded green tiles. He remembered the pain in his chest feeling so much greater, than the throbbing in his face. It wasn't Vegeta's memory. He looked over at Loral. He watched as she blinked slowly and lowered her head to the floor. He flinched slightly. Did she really need to be bound like that? He didn't believe she was like she had been yesterday. In fact he was sure that perhaps the same thing had happened to her that Vegeta was pretty sure had happened to him. That strange sense of control. And from what the Supreme Kai had said..that thing had been a creature called Mikshal.
He thought about the memory he had just thought. It was hers. He understood what a hard life was. His own memories were similar though on a much grander and more painful scale. But it did surprise him. Here was this weak human child, living in metropolitan suburbia, where as far as he had ever seen of human suburbia, meant a life of happy family. Who obviously did not have a life of happy family. Or at least didn't.
Looking at her now Vegeta realised her life would never be the same after this. He realised how much he must have effected it with his rash decision. He wondered if it was for the better or the worst in her case, he wondered if she should wish her self back to being human, and he wondered why he cared at all. Things never go back to the way they were.
When he was killed by the meteor and had to face Yemma again. his greatest fear was loosing all he had ever strived for in his life. He knew Bulma and his son and daughter could handle it because he knew they would see him soon enough when they wished him back. But his greatest fear, had been loosing him self. it had been luck that had given him a body last time. But he didn't believe in luck, nor did he believe in it striking twice. He was sure he would be sent to hell this time. And that he would loose his body and all his power that he had strived so hard for, but most importantly..and this he struggled to believe..was that if he went to hell, and he wasn't wished back, he would never see those who were most important of all. His little suburbia happy family. Again. For all of eternity.
That had not happened, but the fact he realised he feared it made him want to fight loosing them even more. He looked at the girl. He had gone to King Kai's instead, and was aloud his body. He had pushed it he knew, with the Portal of Transportation and that foolish idea he had had. What if after this escapade, had he not been wished back to life, would he have been sent to hell for breaking that rule, no body snatching? Well he had done it, and what did it matter now? He was alive. He had no halo, and he wanted to go home. He didn't know why he cared that it didn't seem right that she was bound like that, unable to move.
He didn't understand why Shin didn't seem to care that she was bound, that he seemed convinced that despite her being as good as Kakarott before, that now she was a strange and evil menace. Vegeta knew Shin feared her, he could smell it. She had gone Super Saiyan Three, that was a power far greater than any Kai had. Vegeta had taught himself to go Super Saiyan three in the Other World, and had followed Kakarott's advice to not use it in the living world until he was in fact alive again or be faced with the consequences. He still couldn't believe the girl could have done it with out training, it rankled him to no end. But Shin..Vegeta frowned. He had not expected him to react so harshly. Was it because he suspected this Mikshal creature behind it? Perhaps it was a personal grudge he was taking out on the girl because through no fault of her own she was linked with the thing.
Vegeta looked over to where Shin and Zim spoke conspiratorially with each other. And what was with that boy? Why was he hanging around?! He had already poisoned him once! Though now Vegeta believed that the coffee had mearly sparked the whole thing. It was obviously not the soul thing behind it all as Loral hadn't even drunk any.
Vegeta looked up as Kakarott walked back through the door. He had ventured to the nearest food take-aways and purchased lunch. The first thing Goku did was look straight at where Loral was bound with wide shamefaced eyes. He had at first agreed with Shin that she needed to be bound but now, that he looked at her, he didn't feel right about it.
"Uh..can we let her down from that now.." He said barely above a whisper, his eyes flashing from Shin to the bound girl. Shin looked over at her with a frown. "I don't see why not, she seems pretty sedated now." Shin released the bonds and Loral fell forward to her knees with a sigh. She slowly stood unsteadily, using her tail to balance. She was still battered from the day before, as was Vegeta though he had not been injured as much as she. She stumbled over to a wall and slid down it to sit on the floor, exhausted. Vegeta knew what it was like to be tied up for hours in one position unable to move, it was fucking painful that's what it was..
Suddenly there came a rapping at the door. All heads shot up but Loral's. Shin glanced quickly at Zim. "Were you expecting any one?" Zim shook his head. Vegeta took a step forward. Goku walked to the door. Shin motioned with his head to Zim. Zim stood and walked to the door with Goku on one side. He slowly creaked it open. Standing on the step was a tall blond woman who looked at him with confused blue eyes. "Uh..is Loral here?" she asked. Zim's eyes widened. Who was this?! And how did she know Loral?
"Um..who are you?" The blond girl grinned nervously. "Oh uh sorry, how rude of me, my name is Jay, I'm Loral's friend." Her tail curled out from her waist to wave anxiously behind her.
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And I'm done..OK next in SAIYAN SPIRIT: Oooh Jay's arrived on the scene, the enemy has been sighted and its time for the Guardian to make its appearance so they can get those Dragon Balls. What is Mikshal up to? Does he want to rule the universe like he use to? What about Loral, is she back to her old self? And how is Goku coping without Chichi's home-made sushi?! What about the other guys in their universe, are they going to do some thing to butt in on the situation?
Well your just going to have to wait and see! I always love the reviews! And please, your ideas are always needed! My brain can only be so creative, with two of my stories to write here, one original in my work book and poetry when ever it hits me my brain can tend to over load. Which is most likely why people stare when I mutter to my self..they just don't under stand creative genius when it hits them in the face!
Well, chow for the mo guys!
~Dynishra~