Luna Inverse: Read the passage more carefully. I believe that I said that
the asteroid belt containing the debris of Vegetasai is between the fourth,
and fifth planet. Cabbage is in orbit around the fifth planet, which
Vegeta called Tuber, not Vegetasai itself. However, to answer your
question, remember that a moon is in two different orbits at the same time.
One around the planet that snagged it, and the second around the sun that
the planet it in orbit around. If the moon survived the destruction of
the planet it orbited, it couldn't simply fly off into space. The most
likely scenario would be that it would either find it's own orbit about the
sun, or it would fall into the sun. The old series, "Space 1999" with
Martin Landau and Barbara Baines-Landau while sometimes interesting, was
based on the totally ridiculous premise that a single explosion was enough
to jettison our moon out of our solar system without blowing the moon
itself into little moon bits. A single nuclear explosion would provide
only a fraction of the power needed.
Vegeta jr.: Well, I'll try and cut down on the Roger smirks, but like I said, I put a lot of myself into Roger, and I've been smirking since Muten Roshi was still in diapers. Ok, maybe not quite that long. I always thought that Vegeta and I could be good friends, if he didn't blast me initially. :c) Anyways, I'm shooting for a Dra'ChiKraul, which is Klingon for "warrior's bond" (if memory serves) between Vegeta and Roger to eventually develop.
KumikoVegeta and Enna Namo: You will never see me write a fic where Vegeta cheats in any way, shape, and form on Bulma! As long as that bond exists, no matter how stretched, alive or dead! No way, no how! Vegeta's to honorable a warrior to cheat!
Enna Namo: Yes, there is a reason why Roger is getting so strong in such a short period of time, which will be revealed in the normal course of time. :c).
Temporal distortion? Roger asked
Yes, "Bulma" told me about it shortly before leaving the ship.
"So that girl is floating in some sort of time bubble? Do you know what they were researching here exactly?" Roger asked.
"Not exactly, just rumors really." Vegeta mused. "The scientists, and my father's advisor, petitioned my father for the use of this mining facility for their research. Normally, warriors didn't much care for science types. However, my father had become increasingly fearful of Frieza's intentions towards us. I believe that it was my father's hope that this research would find some way of transporting enough Saiyans far enough away from Frieza'a influence to keep our race from becoming extinct at the hands of that monster!" Vegeta explained. This "Time Bubble" may have just been the first step in developing a sleeper ship for a long trip to another galaxy. Unfortunately, from the looks of things, they didn't have time to finish. This looks like just the prototype."
As Vegeta spoke, they had walked fully into the room and was looking at various parts of the mechanism before them. Roger's eyes fell on the girl floating in stasis before him.
"How long has she been in there do you think?" Roger asked.
"I'm not sure, but if she's been in there since the destruction of Vegetasai, then it's been 74 years." Vegeta answered.
"Do you know who she is?"
"Not specifically, but her armor has the seal belonging to the house of Kress. Kress was a 3rd class warrior that was considered expendable enough to send as protection. and as security advisor for the scientists. This may well be his Sister, or his Daughter." Vegeta explained. "I believe I recall reading a report that said his wife died while on a purging mission."
"She's quite beautiful" Roger stated flatly. Vegeta was forced to agree.
"Veggie-chan! Electronic transmissions are changing patterns. You may have tripped an automated system. Be on the alert!" Bulma-computer warned.
Suddenly the voice of the facilities computer filled their helmets. "Artificial gravity engaged, life support activated, fields engaged. Field integrity at all hatches at 100%."
Vegeta and Roger could hear the hissing as breathable air was pumped into the compartment. Gravity slowly increased to Vegetasai normal, which equates to about five times Earth normal.
Roger kept his feet after the last few days of training rather comfortably. Vegeta, of course, barely felt it.
"Deactivating time matrix, bubble collapse eminent." Came the computer voice.
"What's that mean?" Roger asked.
"I think that the computer is releasing the girl. This must have all been programmed to happen if someone came down here." Vegeta supplied.
They both looked towards the field generator, and to the bubble within. The bubble had taken on a bluish hue, and appeared to be wavering. Suddenly, the bubble disappeared, leaving a very disoriented looking young lady unsupported, and about five feet in the air. Said young lady was dumped unceremoniously on her hind quarters. Her arms, legs, and tail flailed wildly trying to gain her balance. Roger ran over towards her, intending to offer her some assistance.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Roger..." Vegeta smirked, knowing his warning was too late, and not quite loud enough for Roger to hear."
Roger suddenly found himself the target of a full-out Sayian attack, and in the next second was flat on his back looking up into a pair of very menacing eyes.
"Alright asshole! What are you doing here? Where's Kress?"
The speed of the attack, and the beauty of his attacker, had left Roger struck momentarily dumb. 'I.. um. I think.."
"Man you'd better spit something coherent out of that pie-hole before I rip your lungs out!" The Saiyan girl said.
"Kress is most likely dead, and we are here on my order!" Vegeta said. "Now get the hell off of him!"
The girl turned towards Vegeta, malice in her eye. "And just who the fuck do you think you are?"
Vegeta removed his helmet. "Computer identify me!" he ordered.
"Subject is Prince Vegeta, of the house Vegeta." The computer responded.
"WHAT!!?!?!? But you're an old man! Wait! Was I in an energy field when you came in here??"
"Yes, you were." Vegeta answered raising an eyebrow.
"Oh that asshole father of mine! He must have tricked me into it!" She wailed. Suddenly the knowledge of who she was talking to sunk into her brain. Jumping up and facing Vegeta she dropped to one knee. "Forgive me my Prince! I forgot myself for a moment! Please forgive me!"
"Perfectly understandable under the circumstances. Please rise and tell us your name, and what happened here." Vegeta asked. Roger had sat up on the deck, and had also removed his helmet rubbing the back of his neck. "Should be an interesting story" Roger thought.
"This is Prince Vegeta??" The girl silently pondered. "My father said that the Prince would vaporize anyone that displayed such a breach in protocol!
"My name is Yamia, first daughter of the house of Kress, my Prince. She began. And I don't fully know what happened here, but it happened fast. My father was stationed here to protect the scientists and provide security advice when needed. I came along, but the scientists soon gave me a position as a lab assistant. At first I wasn't too thrilled with the idea because I considered myself to be a warrior, but the work did help pass the time, and after awhile I found that I enjoyed learning about the sciences." We had been here a bit over three years when."
****Flash Back****
"Alarms! What is going on? Are we under attack?" Came the voice of the lead researcher from the surface. "I don't know yet, hold on!" Kress said. Today was supposed to be a red letter day. The day that a delegation was send to Vegetasai to tell King Vegeta that the prototype was up and running without a hitch! To show him that his faith in them, and the funding, was not in vain! Half of the researchers was travelling to Vegetasai today for that very reason. The other half was top-side giving them a cheering send off. That's when the alarms started going crazy. "The proximity sensors are detecting a large, fast moving wall of energy, heading straight for us!" Kress said. "My advice to you is to abort the launch and get everyone down here immediately! This moon's atmosphere is too thin to offer any real protection from this!" Kress warned. "No! We have to get to Vegetasai! We will all go into the hangar and wait until this passes." The lead researcher retorted.
"No! This is way too much power! Nothing on the surface will be safe!" Kress warned again. Kress also knew that the delay the lead researcher just caused sealed the fate of everyone on the surface. The shockwave was already upon them. Nonetheless, he tried. "Get down here NOW!!!" he yelled into the mike just before being tossed to the floor.
Darkness.. "Am I dead?" Kress thought. "No, I'm in too much pain to be dead."
"Father?" Yambia called.
"Still here daughter." Kress responded.
"Computer initiate emergency plan beta, bring all back-up systems online as needed." Yambia called.
Suddenly the lights went on. Yambia ran over to the environmental console. Life support at 80%. Gravity nominal. Looks like we're pretty good shape. What the hell hit us father?"
"I'm not sure. Some sort of energy or shock wave. I was trying to get a fix on it's origin when it hit and fried the main sensor array." Kress said.
"I was in bed and got tossed to the other side of the room! Whatever it was, it must have been pretty nasty!" Yambia declared.
"It was." Kress admitted. "Yambia, all of the researchers were topside. They're all gone."
"Oh. We'd better take an inventory of what we've got. See what we have to live on until we can get back to Vegetasai." Yambia said.
Kress held back that little morsel of truth. Fact is, just before it hit, Kress pinpointed the origin of the wave. It was Vegetasai. Somehow it had exploded violently. There would be no going back home to Vegetasai. Kress went to the surface to check the shuttles and space pods. "Please let just one of them work so I can get us off this rock!" He pleaded with fate.
"I wonder if the prototype still works? It's powered by a thermal vent, and doesn't rely on the generators at all." Yambia thought. Let's see, initializing time matrix." A low thrumb began from beneath the field generator, various telltales and other indicators began flashing on the main console. Suddenly the blue time matrix formed in the center of the field generator, and with an audible "pop" the full bubble formed. Yambia began checking various indicators. "Good! The prototype is 100%! Well get this thing to King Vegeta yet!" Yambia declared. "Ok, let's go see what we have for food and water." Yambia said, and left for the food lockers.
Kress came back to the lab area looking very disappointed. The wave smashed the hangar and all the shuttles flat, and the space pods were in no better condition. Not a repairable one amongst them. Not that Kress was much of a mechanic anyways. Kress had just descended to the lab floor, and walked into the lab when the alarms went off again. "What now?" Kress muttered. Yambia came running in from the food lockers, "What's going on now?" Yambia complained. "I'm not sure, the primary sensor array is out, and the secondary is only partially functional. But from what I can tell, there are some very large chunks of real estate heading our way. ETA about seven months."
"Where are they coming from?" Yambia asked.
"I don't know." Kress lied.
Kress reached over and checked the communications console. The communications array had also been burned away. We can't even send a distress signal!" Kress fumed.
"Well, I've inventoried the food lockers and we've got about seven months worth of food and water for the both of us." Yambia said.
"Only seven months?" Kress worried.
"Yes, but we are due to receive a supply convoy next week." Yambia said.
"I wouldn't count on it." Kress thought to himself.
Kress noticed that the prototype was activated and began to think that if there was seven months worth of food for two, there would be fourteen months worth of food if one didn't need to eat. Seven extra months to figure out a way off this moon. Seven extra months to possibly be found.
Kress nonchalantly wandered over to the prototype and looked at the console. "Come and take a look at this Yambia!" Kress said excitedly.
***End Flashback***
"So the last thing I remember was being grabbed and tossed! Kress must have tossed me right into the time bubble! Damned him!!"
Vegeta jr.: Well, I'll try and cut down on the Roger smirks, but like I said, I put a lot of myself into Roger, and I've been smirking since Muten Roshi was still in diapers. Ok, maybe not quite that long. I always thought that Vegeta and I could be good friends, if he didn't blast me initially. :c) Anyways, I'm shooting for a Dra'ChiKraul, which is Klingon for "warrior's bond" (if memory serves) between Vegeta and Roger to eventually develop.
KumikoVegeta and Enna Namo: You will never see me write a fic where Vegeta cheats in any way, shape, and form on Bulma! As long as that bond exists, no matter how stretched, alive or dead! No way, no how! Vegeta's to honorable a warrior to cheat!
Enna Namo: Yes, there is a reason why Roger is getting so strong in such a short period of time, which will be revealed in the normal course of time. :c).
Temporal distortion? Roger asked
Yes, "Bulma" told me about it shortly before leaving the ship.
"So that girl is floating in some sort of time bubble? Do you know what they were researching here exactly?" Roger asked.
"Not exactly, just rumors really." Vegeta mused. "The scientists, and my father's advisor, petitioned my father for the use of this mining facility for their research. Normally, warriors didn't much care for science types. However, my father had become increasingly fearful of Frieza's intentions towards us. I believe that it was my father's hope that this research would find some way of transporting enough Saiyans far enough away from Frieza'a influence to keep our race from becoming extinct at the hands of that monster!" Vegeta explained. This "Time Bubble" may have just been the first step in developing a sleeper ship for a long trip to another galaxy. Unfortunately, from the looks of things, they didn't have time to finish. This looks like just the prototype."
As Vegeta spoke, they had walked fully into the room and was looking at various parts of the mechanism before them. Roger's eyes fell on the girl floating in stasis before him.
"How long has she been in there do you think?" Roger asked.
"I'm not sure, but if she's been in there since the destruction of Vegetasai, then it's been 74 years." Vegeta answered.
"Do you know who she is?"
"Not specifically, but her armor has the seal belonging to the house of Kress. Kress was a 3rd class warrior that was considered expendable enough to send as protection. and as security advisor for the scientists. This may well be his Sister, or his Daughter." Vegeta explained. "I believe I recall reading a report that said his wife died while on a purging mission."
"She's quite beautiful" Roger stated flatly. Vegeta was forced to agree.
"Veggie-chan! Electronic transmissions are changing patterns. You may have tripped an automated system. Be on the alert!" Bulma-computer warned.
Suddenly the voice of the facilities computer filled their helmets. "Artificial gravity engaged, life support activated, fields engaged. Field integrity at all hatches at 100%."
Vegeta and Roger could hear the hissing as breathable air was pumped into the compartment. Gravity slowly increased to Vegetasai normal, which equates to about five times Earth normal.
Roger kept his feet after the last few days of training rather comfortably. Vegeta, of course, barely felt it.
"Deactivating time matrix, bubble collapse eminent." Came the computer voice.
"What's that mean?" Roger asked.
"I think that the computer is releasing the girl. This must have all been programmed to happen if someone came down here." Vegeta supplied.
They both looked towards the field generator, and to the bubble within. The bubble had taken on a bluish hue, and appeared to be wavering. Suddenly, the bubble disappeared, leaving a very disoriented looking young lady unsupported, and about five feet in the air. Said young lady was dumped unceremoniously on her hind quarters. Her arms, legs, and tail flailed wildly trying to gain her balance. Roger ran over towards her, intending to offer her some assistance.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Roger..." Vegeta smirked, knowing his warning was too late, and not quite loud enough for Roger to hear."
Roger suddenly found himself the target of a full-out Sayian attack, and in the next second was flat on his back looking up into a pair of very menacing eyes.
"Alright asshole! What are you doing here? Where's Kress?"
The speed of the attack, and the beauty of his attacker, had left Roger struck momentarily dumb. 'I.. um. I think.."
"Man you'd better spit something coherent out of that pie-hole before I rip your lungs out!" The Saiyan girl said.
"Kress is most likely dead, and we are here on my order!" Vegeta said. "Now get the hell off of him!"
The girl turned towards Vegeta, malice in her eye. "And just who the fuck do you think you are?"
Vegeta removed his helmet. "Computer identify me!" he ordered.
"Subject is Prince Vegeta, of the house Vegeta." The computer responded.
"WHAT!!?!?!? But you're an old man! Wait! Was I in an energy field when you came in here??"
"Yes, you were." Vegeta answered raising an eyebrow.
"Oh that asshole father of mine! He must have tricked me into it!" She wailed. Suddenly the knowledge of who she was talking to sunk into her brain. Jumping up and facing Vegeta she dropped to one knee. "Forgive me my Prince! I forgot myself for a moment! Please forgive me!"
"Perfectly understandable under the circumstances. Please rise and tell us your name, and what happened here." Vegeta asked. Roger had sat up on the deck, and had also removed his helmet rubbing the back of his neck. "Should be an interesting story" Roger thought.
"This is Prince Vegeta??" The girl silently pondered. "My father said that the Prince would vaporize anyone that displayed such a breach in protocol!
"My name is Yamia, first daughter of the house of Kress, my Prince. She began. And I don't fully know what happened here, but it happened fast. My father was stationed here to protect the scientists and provide security advice when needed. I came along, but the scientists soon gave me a position as a lab assistant. At first I wasn't too thrilled with the idea because I considered myself to be a warrior, but the work did help pass the time, and after awhile I found that I enjoyed learning about the sciences." We had been here a bit over three years when."
****Flash Back****
"Alarms! What is going on? Are we under attack?" Came the voice of the lead researcher from the surface. "I don't know yet, hold on!" Kress said. Today was supposed to be a red letter day. The day that a delegation was send to Vegetasai to tell King Vegeta that the prototype was up and running without a hitch! To show him that his faith in them, and the funding, was not in vain! Half of the researchers was travelling to Vegetasai today for that very reason. The other half was top-side giving them a cheering send off. That's when the alarms started going crazy. "The proximity sensors are detecting a large, fast moving wall of energy, heading straight for us!" Kress said. "My advice to you is to abort the launch and get everyone down here immediately! This moon's atmosphere is too thin to offer any real protection from this!" Kress warned. "No! We have to get to Vegetasai! We will all go into the hangar and wait until this passes." The lead researcher retorted.
"No! This is way too much power! Nothing on the surface will be safe!" Kress warned again. Kress also knew that the delay the lead researcher just caused sealed the fate of everyone on the surface. The shockwave was already upon them. Nonetheless, he tried. "Get down here NOW!!!" he yelled into the mike just before being tossed to the floor.
Darkness.. "Am I dead?" Kress thought. "No, I'm in too much pain to be dead."
"Father?" Yambia called.
"Still here daughter." Kress responded.
"Computer initiate emergency plan beta, bring all back-up systems online as needed." Yambia called.
Suddenly the lights went on. Yambia ran over to the environmental console. Life support at 80%. Gravity nominal. Looks like we're pretty good shape. What the hell hit us father?"
"I'm not sure. Some sort of energy or shock wave. I was trying to get a fix on it's origin when it hit and fried the main sensor array." Kress said.
"I was in bed and got tossed to the other side of the room! Whatever it was, it must have been pretty nasty!" Yambia declared.
"It was." Kress admitted. "Yambia, all of the researchers were topside. They're all gone."
"Oh. We'd better take an inventory of what we've got. See what we have to live on until we can get back to Vegetasai." Yambia said.
Kress held back that little morsel of truth. Fact is, just before it hit, Kress pinpointed the origin of the wave. It was Vegetasai. Somehow it had exploded violently. There would be no going back home to Vegetasai. Kress went to the surface to check the shuttles and space pods. "Please let just one of them work so I can get us off this rock!" He pleaded with fate.
"I wonder if the prototype still works? It's powered by a thermal vent, and doesn't rely on the generators at all." Yambia thought. Let's see, initializing time matrix." A low thrumb began from beneath the field generator, various telltales and other indicators began flashing on the main console. Suddenly the blue time matrix formed in the center of the field generator, and with an audible "pop" the full bubble formed. Yambia began checking various indicators. "Good! The prototype is 100%! Well get this thing to King Vegeta yet!" Yambia declared. "Ok, let's go see what we have for food and water." Yambia said, and left for the food lockers.
Kress came back to the lab area looking very disappointed. The wave smashed the hangar and all the shuttles flat, and the space pods were in no better condition. Not a repairable one amongst them. Not that Kress was much of a mechanic anyways. Kress had just descended to the lab floor, and walked into the lab when the alarms went off again. "What now?" Kress muttered. Yambia came running in from the food lockers, "What's going on now?" Yambia complained. "I'm not sure, the primary sensor array is out, and the secondary is only partially functional. But from what I can tell, there are some very large chunks of real estate heading our way. ETA about seven months."
"Where are they coming from?" Yambia asked.
"I don't know." Kress lied.
Kress reached over and checked the communications console. The communications array had also been burned away. We can't even send a distress signal!" Kress fumed.
"Well, I've inventoried the food lockers and we've got about seven months worth of food and water for the both of us." Yambia said.
"Only seven months?" Kress worried.
"Yes, but we are due to receive a supply convoy next week." Yambia said.
"I wouldn't count on it." Kress thought to himself.
Kress noticed that the prototype was activated and began to think that if there was seven months worth of food for two, there would be fourteen months worth of food if one didn't need to eat. Seven extra months to figure out a way off this moon. Seven extra months to possibly be found.
Kress nonchalantly wandered over to the prototype and looked at the console. "Come and take a look at this Yambia!" Kress said excitedly.
***End Flashback***
"So the last thing I remember was being grabbed and tossed! Kress must have tossed me right into the time bubble! Damned him!!"