I still don't own DBZ or any of it's characters. My teen brats are
thankful because if I did, then I could afford that fine military school
I've had my eye on for them. Hehehehe…
Vegeta couldn't help but to feel a bit giddy as he rode down the cargo elevator with the last load of supplies he would need for the trip. Vegeta felt like he was taking control of his destiny again, something he hadn't felt for quite some time. Two days ago, when he first came to the sub-lab hanger level, he was overjoyed to find that most of the ships that Bulma had so meticulously kept repaired over the years, before she became physically unable to do the work anymore, were still in great shape. The ES-19PX was the one that Vegeta decided to use. ES-19PX was a large ship that Bulma had designed for the government in response to the Bebe (Vegeta cringes) incident that painfully pointed out the fact that there were not enough ships to evacuate the planet, if needed. So, Evacuation Ship (ES) 19 Prototype - Experimental (PX) was built to demonstrate to the world government that the task could be accomplished. The ship was large, yet sleek with a mirrored black hull. An idea that Bulma picked up on her trip to Namek. The ship was virtually undetectable to sensors or the human eye, having the latest stealth technology. Unfortunately, humans tend to be an apathetic lot, and in the years it took to develop the ES- 19PX, the government could no longer see the need preparing, or spending the money, for such an "unlikely" event. So, here the prototype sits, in almost pristine condition, just begging Vegeta to take her out for a spin.
The main compartment naturally was filled with seats, and luggage storage, and about six dozen bathrooms, but Vegeta had other plans. In the last two days he ripped the entire compartment clean, everything went except for two bathrooms, one at each end of the compartment. With all of this space cleared, he found that he could easily unencapsulate his largest gravity chamber and use the space to train. The one thing that concerned Vegeta a bit was that there were absolutely no weapons of any kind on the ship. Since that was not the main thrust of the prototype's demonstration, Bulma had not thought to install so much as an external popgun. On the other hand, Bulma had designed the hull to withstand a ki blast from a Super Saiyan 2, about mid-way powered up. It was fully laser refractive, and could withstand a level 8 blast from one of the old ion cannons with barely a shudder, and all of that is after the shields failed. With the shields, the thing was all but impenetrable. Bulma had designed the ship to protect its occupants from every conceivable harm. It's the one thing that kept the project from causing a huge loss to CC. Although the world government didn't seem particularly interested in the ship, they, as well as other corporations, were willing to pay for much of the technology Bulma created while building the prototype. The technology solidified CC's position as the most financially viable and largest corporation on the planet over the next 20 years.
"Ok, I have my supplies, I have my ship, I have my…" Vegeta looked at his right hand and seen that he did indeed have his labeled meds dispenser, filled by his valet, "…fucking meds! I've packed enough training clothes. That baka Roger nagged me into packing some regular clothes and a suit of all things. He'll make someone a wonderful onna one of these days" Vegeta smirked sarcastically. "I've also packed the last four sets of my royal battle armor that Bulma had made for me so many years ago, and then I never used in battle. And almost everything is packed. What am I forgetting?……. Something's not done yet…" Vegeta puzzled for a few seconds. "Oh, that's right… I can't just up and leave without saying goodbye to at least Trunks and Bra, but how do I do that without them stopping me?"
Vegeta thought about it as the cargo elevator continued to descend. "I can't just leave them a note, or a video saying good-bye. I could do it telepathically, after the ship is safely in space… No, that won't work either, and it would be way too cowardly. There seems to be no way out, I'll just have to confront them, tell them what I want to do, and why, and hope I can make them understand." Vegeta looked at his watch, 10:02 AM – T minus eight hours and counting., "Whatever I do, it will have to be within the next few hours." "Let's see," Vegeta thought "Trunks would be at the office right now, and Bra would be teaching her morning aerobics class. As soon as I get these supplies on board I will contact them and ask them to meet me here. Roger and his crew will be waiting in the hanger with the hand carts to help load this stuff."
Vegeta was still rehearsing what it was he wanted to say when the elevator reached the sub-lab hanger level and the doors hissed open. "Ok Roger, here is the last of the supplies, get them on board for me, I have some other business to attend to before I can leave." (?) "Roger?" Vegeta turned the corner of the elevator door and looked to see where his loyal crew had gotten off to. "Roger! Where the hell are you guys?!"
"I gave them a break.."
Vegeta looked up to the smirking, hovering form above him.
"Hello father, going somewhere?"
Suddenly, all of Vegeta's rehearsal flew out of his mind faster than a final flash.
Ah!! A cliffy! (I've seen the term "cliffy" in the other fanfics I've read, and I assume it means cliffhanger. I'm kind of new at this and obviously walking in the shadows of giants. :c) )
Please read and review! I just love reviews!
Author's note: I have dropped, and decided not to use too many Japanese terms. Not being Japanese, I run the risk of misusing terms such as –chan –san, and the rest, plus it's just sort of a pain in the butt. I hope this decision doesn't piss anyone off. If anyone has an authoritative knowledge of the use of Japanese honorariums, please let me know.
Vegeta couldn't help but to feel a bit giddy as he rode down the cargo elevator with the last load of supplies he would need for the trip. Vegeta felt like he was taking control of his destiny again, something he hadn't felt for quite some time. Two days ago, when he first came to the sub-lab hanger level, he was overjoyed to find that most of the ships that Bulma had so meticulously kept repaired over the years, before she became physically unable to do the work anymore, were still in great shape. The ES-19PX was the one that Vegeta decided to use. ES-19PX was a large ship that Bulma had designed for the government in response to the Bebe (Vegeta cringes) incident that painfully pointed out the fact that there were not enough ships to evacuate the planet, if needed. So, Evacuation Ship (ES) 19 Prototype - Experimental (PX) was built to demonstrate to the world government that the task could be accomplished. The ship was large, yet sleek with a mirrored black hull. An idea that Bulma picked up on her trip to Namek. The ship was virtually undetectable to sensors or the human eye, having the latest stealth technology. Unfortunately, humans tend to be an apathetic lot, and in the years it took to develop the ES- 19PX, the government could no longer see the need preparing, or spending the money, for such an "unlikely" event. So, here the prototype sits, in almost pristine condition, just begging Vegeta to take her out for a spin.
The main compartment naturally was filled with seats, and luggage storage, and about six dozen bathrooms, but Vegeta had other plans. In the last two days he ripped the entire compartment clean, everything went except for two bathrooms, one at each end of the compartment. With all of this space cleared, he found that he could easily unencapsulate his largest gravity chamber and use the space to train. The one thing that concerned Vegeta a bit was that there were absolutely no weapons of any kind on the ship. Since that was not the main thrust of the prototype's demonstration, Bulma had not thought to install so much as an external popgun. On the other hand, Bulma had designed the hull to withstand a ki blast from a Super Saiyan 2, about mid-way powered up. It was fully laser refractive, and could withstand a level 8 blast from one of the old ion cannons with barely a shudder, and all of that is after the shields failed. With the shields, the thing was all but impenetrable. Bulma had designed the ship to protect its occupants from every conceivable harm. It's the one thing that kept the project from causing a huge loss to CC. Although the world government didn't seem particularly interested in the ship, they, as well as other corporations, were willing to pay for much of the technology Bulma created while building the prototype. The technology solidified CC's position as the most financially viable and largest corporation on the planet over the next 20 years.
"Ok, I have my supplies, I have my ship, I have my…" Vegeta looked at his right hand and seen that he did indeed have his labeled meds dispenser, filled by his valet, "…fucking meds! I've packed enough training clothes. That baka Roger nagged me into packing some regular clothes and a suit of all things. He'll make someone a wonderful onna one of these days" Vegeta smirked sarcastically. "I've also packed the last four sets of my royal battle armor that Bulma had made for me so many years ago, and then I never used in battle. And almost everything is packed. What am I forgetting?……. Something's not done yet…" Vegeta puzzled for a few seconds. "Oh, that's right… I can't just up and leave without saying goodbye to at least Trunks and Bra, but how do I do that without them stopping me?"
Vegeta thought about it as the cargo elevator continued to descend. "I can't just leave them a note, or a video saying good-bye. I could do it telepathically, after the ship is safely in space… No, that won't work either, and it would be way too cowardly. There seems to be no way out, I'll just have to confront them, tell them what I want to do, and why, and hope I can make them understand." Vegeta looked at his watch, 10:02 AM – T minus eight hours and counting., "Whatever I do, it will have to be within the next few hours." "Let's see," Vegeta thought "Trunks would be at the office right now, and Bra would be teaching her morning aerobics class. As soon as I get these supplies on board I will contact them and ask them to meet me here. Roger and his crew will be waiting in the hanger with the hand carts to help load this stuff."
Vegeta was still rehearsing what it was he wanted to say when the elevator reached the sub-lab hanger level and the doors hissed open. "Ok Roger, here is the last of the supplies, get them on board for me, I have some other business to attend to before I can leave." (?) "Roger?" Vegeta turned the corner of the elevator door and looked to see where his loyal crew had gotten off to. "Roger! Where the hell are you guys?!"
"I gave them a break.."
Vegeta looked up to the smirking, hovering form above him.
"Hello father, going somewhere?"
Suddenly, all of Vegeta's rehearsal flew out of his mind faster than a final flash.
Ah!! A cliffy! (I've seen the term "cliffy" in the other fanfics I've read, and I assume it means cliffhanger. I'm kind of new at this and obviously walking in the shadows of giants. :c) )
Please read and review! I just love reviews!
Author's note: I have dropped, and decided not to use too many Japanese terms. Not being Japanese, I run the risk of misusing terms such as –chan –san, and the rest, plus it's just sort of a pain in the butt. I hope this decision doesn't piss anyone off. If anyone has an authoritative knowledge of the use of Japanese honorariums, please let me know.