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Summary: Vegeta joins Bulma and the team to take the Dark Phoenix down. Jean is still trapped in her mind and desperately looking for a way out.
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 17
Storm continued to bank the Blackbird left. "Whatever it is, it's gaining! I do not believe I can outrun it! Hold on!"
"Storm, what's going on?!" Bulma cried.
"I believe the Dark Phoenix might be following us. I am going to try to get us all out of here before she catches us. What does your radar tell you, Bulma?"
Krillin was confused and worried. Whoever the Dark Phoenix was, she sounded bad enough, but what was following them scared him ten times worse. He could feel the power aura of the being, and it felt angry. "But, that's not the Dark Phoenix behind us."
The two women incredulously stared at him for a moment before he continued on in a somewhat scared tone. "It's Vegeta."
"Vegeta?!" both women cried at the same time.
"Why that overgrown ape! I knew he couldn't just stay behind. He's probably mad I didn't fix him lunch or even worse that I didn't help with the Gravity Room upgrade. Storm, we better set down and find out what he wants."
Storm narrowed her eyes. "Bulma, we do not have time to settle arguments with one of your friends. We must find the Dragonballs."
"You better do what she says, Storm," Krillin told her.
"And why is that, Krillin?"
Bulma looked at her and said, "Because if you don't, he might get mad enough to blow us into the next dimension. And that lunatic is definitely NOT my friend."
At the nearest island in a somewhat secluded spot, Storm set the Blackbird down. When they opened the hatch, a miffed looking Saiyan prince was standing there.
"Woman! I thought I told you to fix the Gravity Room, " he glared at her.
"Vegeta, what on Earth are you thinking? I told you, I'm busy!"
"You do not speak to the mighty Prince of all Saiyans that way!"
"Um, Vegeta, we're kinda in a hurry. See, we've got to find the Dragonballs and all because there's this woman and uh, she's like really mad and powerful and we've got to stop her. Otherwise, she'll.," Krillin nervously said while running his hand through his non-existent hair.
"She'll what? She'll blow up this miserable planet? She can have it! It's about time someone did something to free the universe of you vermin." His voice dripped with hostility.
"Vegeta, what will blowing up the planet get you? It'll be bye-bye Gravity Room and bye-bye your only chance at becoming a Super-Saiyan. With Goku gone, you'll never be able to prove to him you're really the strongest of all the Saiyans." She had hit him where she knew he was most vulnerable, his infernal pride. Bulma watched her words sink in. She knew she had him.
"You really think you and your puny little friends here can challenge the might of that thing? I mean it would be no challenge for someone of MY skill, but except for Krillin here, all of you might as well be in swaddling clothes." He watched the tall dark-skinned woman bristle at that.
"I do not know who you are, but you will not disrespect me or those in my company." The weather witch's eyes narrowed, and Vegeta was surprised when they turned white.
"She might be some use after all," he thought. If they were really going up against the power he felt, they were going to need all the help they could get.
"What are you waiting for, woman! Let's go!" he shouted. When he saw the confused look in her eyes. He said loud enough for everyone to hear, "I could use a little sport this afternoon at least until you get the Gravity Room going again." He snorted and then walked into the ship.
Storm was about to protest when Krillin laid a hand on her arm. "He's actually really powerful, Storm. If he says he's going to help, we shouldn't turn him away."
Bulma just stared at the retreating little Saiyan. For all his big talk, she thought she saw actual concern in his eyes when he offered his help in his weird, infuriating way. It puzzled her why he would even care. It puzzled her even more that it was comforting knowing that he was on their side.
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Jean fought desperately to gain control of her own mind. She knew the Phoenix now had three of those Dragonballs. She was running out of time. Her mind was a jumble of hidden passages and secret, empty rooms. When she thought she was finally making progress, a wall of flame would separate keep her from going any further. When she tried to call the Dark Phoenix out, only her maddening laughter would reply.
There's got to be another way, she thought. There has to! In her astral form, Jean wept tears of frustration. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. It was risky, but it was her only hope.
Summary: Vegeta joins Bulma and the team to take the Dark Phoenix down. Jean is still trapped in her mind and desperately looking for a way out.
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 17
Storm continued to bank the Blackbird left. "Whatever it is, it's gaining! I do not believe I can outrun it! Hold on!"
"Storm, what's going on?!" Bulma cried.
"I believe the Dark Phoenix might be following us. I am going to try to get us all out of here before she catches us. What does your radar tell you, Bulma?"
Krillin was confused and worried. Whoever the Dark Phoenix was, she sounded bad enough, but what was following them scared him ten times worse. He could feel the power aura of the being, and it felt angry. "But, that's not the Dark Phoenix behind us."
The two women incredulously stared at him for a moment before he continued on in a somewhat scared tone. "It's Vegeta."
"Vegeta?!" both women cried at the same time.
"Why that overgrown ape! I knew he couldn't just stay behind. He's probably mad I didn't fix him lunch or even worse that I didn't help with the Gravity Room upgrade. Storm, we better set down and find out what he wants."
Storm narrowed her eyes. "Bulma, we do not have time to settle arguments with one of your friends. We must find the Dragonballs."
"You better do what she says, Storm," Krillin told her.
"And why is that, Krillin?"
Bulma looked at her and said, "Because if you don't, he might get mad enough to blow us into the next dimension. And that lunatic is definitely NOT my friend."
At the nearest island in a somewhat secluded spot, Storm set the Blackbird down. When they opened the hatch, a miffed looking Saiyan prince was standing there.
"Woman! I thought I told you to fix the Gravity Room, " he glared at her.
"Vegeta, what on Earth are you thinking? I told you, I'm busy!"
"You do not speak to the mighty Prince of all Saiyans that way!"
"Um, Vegeta, we're kinda in a hurry. See, we've got to find the Dragonballs and all because there's this woman and uh, she's like really mad and powerful and we've got to stop her. Otherwise, she'll.," Krillin nervously said while running his hand through his non-existent hair.
"She'll what? She'll blow up this miserable planet? She can have it! It's about time someone did something to free the universe of you vermin." His voice dripped with hostility.
"Vegeta, what will blowing up the planet get you? It'll be bye-bye Gravity Room and bye-bye your only chance at becoming a Super-Saiyan. With Goku gone, you'll never be able to prove to him you're really the strongest of all the Saiyans." She had hit him where she knew he was most vulnerable, his infernal pride. Bulma watched her words sink in. She knew she had him.
"You really think you and your puny little friends here can challenge the might of that thing? I mean it would be no challenge for someone of MY skill, but except for Krillin here, all of you might as well be in swaddling clothes." He watched the tall dark-skinned woman bristle at that.
"I do not know who you are, but you will not disrespect me or those in my company." The weather witch's eyes narrowed, and Vegeta was surprised when they turned white.
"She might be some use after all," he thought. If they were really going up against the power he felt, they were going to need all the help they could get.
"What are you waiting for, woman! Let's go!" he shouted. When he saw the confused look in her eyes. He said loud enough for everyone to hear, "I could use a little sport this afternoon at least until you get the Gravity Room going again." He snorted and then walked into the ship.
Storm was about to protest when Krillin laid a hand on her arm. "He's actually really powerful, Storm. If he says he's going to help, we shouldn't turn him away."
Bulma just stared at the retreating little Saiyan. For all his big talk, she thought she saw actual concern in his eyes when he offered his help in his weird, infuriating way. It puzzled her why he would even care. It puzzled her even more that it was comforting knowing that he was on their side.
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Jean fought desperately to gain control of her own mind. She knew the Phoenix now had three of those Dragonballs. She was running out of time. Her mind was a jumble of hidden passages and secret, empty rooms. When she thought she was finally making progress, a wall of flame would separate keep her from going any further. When she tried to call the Dark Phoenix out, only her maddening laughter would reply.
There's got to be another way, she thought. There has to! In her astral form, Jean wept tears of frustration. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. It was risky, but it was her only hope.