A/N: I know, i lied. I said i'd update and did I? nooooo. But since i have NOTHING to do and i got new reviews i'm really happy and all... so i'm going to update this story! Hurrah!
reviewer(s):
Princess Niobe - Yes, prince Vegeta is a cutie-pie lol, and i know it's short.
sportzgirl22 - Thanx!
nyc-pwyncess - I'm updating now! =D! And yep, a chibi-veggie with a chibi-smirk. Lol.
Tabi Chan - I know it's short, I'm going to try and write longer chapters when i get into the story more.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
*indicates Bulma's thoughts*
+indicates Veggie's thoughts+ (there are no thoughts for either character in this chapter, but i thought i'd let you all know)
And now on with the story. Phew. (A/N: I recounted and it came to 51 slaves... go figure... so that's 50 slaves as Chi-Chi is away with Bardock. And take away about 20 slaves leaves you with 30 If i miscounted something, let me know.)
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That day finally came. All slaves were to go to the Arena. (30 slaves) All of them were given a name and number in which they had to remember. The same man that had auctioned off the other slaves came forth and took out a peice of paper from his armour plate. And clearing his throat he begun
"Kitchen 3, stand forward"
and a small child with blonde hair and brown eyes stood forth with tears starting to pour down her face and her eyes becoming red and cloudy. The man ignored this and went on
"None from cleaning, you all stand where you are."
The man turned over his peice of paper and read "Lab 4 stand forth and Lab 3 stand forth"
Mimi and Mel stood forth and then fell helplessly to their knees crying.
The 3 children were then chain-linked again and mostly dragged up onto a large stage. There were 30 platforms all ready for the 30 children, only 3 of which were leaving. Mimi went went first, standing on the lowest platform, Mel next standing on the next one slightly higher and then the kitchen slave went higher still and one after the other followed each other until the kitchen slave was standing on the highest platform with Mel behind her and Mimi last. They faced the huge thunderous crowd until Mimi's eyes caught a glimpse of the Slave 'Chi-Chi' sitting beside the man that had picked her "If only I had been chosen" she said allowed to herself "I'd have longer to live"
A large man with a mask on making him anonymous raised his arm infront of the kitchen slave and a blinding light shot from his hand and engulfed her. All that was left of her was slight ashes in the air. Mel and Mimi moved up. Mimi faced the man and slowly raised her own hand in a fist at arms length infront of her upto about eye-level drawing everyone's attention and stuck her middle finger up at him and grinning. She was blasted before she could blink or scream. Mimi gulped as she stood on the highest platform, her knees turned weak as her stomach flipped and flopped and done somersaults. She quickly glanced about the arena not really taking in anyones face until she stopped at the line of slaves. Bulma. Her lab friend. She placed her hands around her mouth and yelled to Bulma causing her to jump "Live long for me, Bulma!" Bulma nodded in aggreement as the two friends exchanged grins and glances before Mimi was blown into an oblivion, this time she screamed leaving nothing more to her than the 3 echos of scream that floated around the stadium.
The remaining 27 slaves were now being taken out in groups some in shock at what had happened. 5 of the cleaning slaves were now being put in kitchen to make up for the loss. So 15 children went in one group being the cleaners. 9 children for kitchen staff went towards the kitchens and the remaining 3 lab slaves made their way towards the lab.
Nicole wore a blank expression, Ivory with an un-easy one and Bulma... Well, Bulma had a bright red unhappy face with tears, red eyes and mud smears on her cheeks. Ivory, not knowing exactly what to do put her arm around Bulma's shoulder hugging her slightly
"It's okay Bulma. They're away to a better place now"
Bulma became alert "How can you say a BETTER place?! They're just died!"
Ivory removed her arm "They ARE away to a better place! They're away from here! And their pain only lasted for a split second. Only Mimi got a chance to scream"
Bulma sobbed again "I'm sorry Ivory, i guess you're right... they HAVE gone to a better place.
"I hope the angels are kind to them" was all that was heard from Nicole or anyone else until they got to the labs.
For Bulma, Ivory and Nicole the conversation was one of anger, realisation and sadness but for the King was receiving a sound thrasing from his mate.
"How COULD you!?" cried Rosicheena "They were only children! You killed them off like bugs because they couldn't do what YOU expected them to do! You're not their father! Why don't you pay attention to OUR Son instead of other people's?!"
The King was not going to let her babble on, whipped around and grabbed her by the throat lifting her off her head and looking into her eyes making sure they he got direct eyecontact.
"Where shall I start? Ah, yes. 1: I killed them like bugs because they WERE bugs. 2: I know i'm not their father. And you're not their mother so STOP being so damn protective of them and 3: I DO pay attention to OUR Son, infact I was training with him the other day which infact made me rather late for an important meeting."
He dropped Rosicheena receiving a shocked and scared look coming from her dark brown eyes. She quickly looked at the ground not wanting to make eye contact with him at this point in time. She crawled to her feet and walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind herself. King Vegeta sighed and sat down on the large bed and let his head fall into his hands and fall into a deep sleep in a sitting position fully dressed in armour and all.
{end of chapter 09}
A/N: Yep, end of that chapter. Phew... down to 27 slaves. That'll do. No more killing... I don't think? We'll see.. but in the next chapter or so I'll have much more Vegeta and Bulma interaction and all. Happy Chrimbo Eve! *grin*
p.s - I have a live journal now it's
http://www.livejournal.com/users/shazmonkey
if ANYONE wants to be nosey or whatever, hey if you have a livejournal too leave a comment on one of my entries and if you want i can make you a friend and vice versa? Good? K? G'nite! *grin*
reviewer(s):
Princess Niobe - Yes, prince Vegeta is a cutie-pie lol, and i know it's short.
sportzgirl22 - Thanx!
nyc-pwyncess - I'm updating now! =D! And yep, a chibi-veggie with a chibi-smirk. Lol.
Tabi Chan - I know it's short, I'm going to try and write longer chapters when i get into the story more.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
*indicates Bulma's thoughts*
+indicates Veggie's thoughts+ (there are no thoughts for either character in this chapter, but i thought i'd let you all know)
And now on with the story. Phew. (A/N: I recounted and it came to 51 slaves... go figure... so that's 50 slaves as Chi-Chi is away with Bardock. And take away about 20 slaves leaves you with 30 If i miscounted something, let me know.)
- - - - - - - - -
That day finally came. All slaves were to go to the Arena. (30 slaves) All of them were given a name and number in which they had to remember. The same man that had auctioned off the other slaves came forth and took out a peice of paper from his armour plate. And clearing his throat he begun
"Kitchen 3, stand forward"
and a small child with blonde hair and brown eyes stood forth with tears starting to pour down her face and her eyes becoming red and cloudy. The man ignored this and went on
"None from cleaning, you all stand where you are."
The man turned over his peice of paper and read "Lab 4 stand forth and Lab 3 stand forth"
Mimi and Mel stood forth and then fell helplessly to their knees crying.
The 3 children were then chain-linked again and mostly dragged up onto a large stage. There were 30 platforms all ready for the 30 children, only 3 of which were leaving. Mimi went went first, standing on the lowest platform, Mel next standing on the next one slightly higher and then the kitchen slave went higher still and one after the other followed each other until the kitchen slave was standing on the highest platform with Mel behind her and Mimi last. They faced the huge thunderous crowd until Mimi's eyes caught a glimpse of the Slave 'Chi-Chi' sitting beside the man that had picked her "If only I had been chosen" she said allowed to herself "I'd have longer to live"
A large man with a mask on making him anonymous raised his arm infront of the kitchen slave and a blinding light shot from his hand and engulfed her. All that was left of her was slight ashes in the air. Mel and Mimi moved up. Mimi faced the man and slowly raised her own hand in a fist at arms length infront of her upto about eye-level drawing everyone's attention and stuck her middle finger up at him and grinning. She was blasted before she could blink or scream. Mimi gulped as she stood on the highest platform, her knees turned weak as her stomach flipped and flopped and done somersaults. She quickly glanced about the arena not really taking in anyones face until she stopped at the line of slaves. Bulma. Her lab friend. She placed her hands around her mouth and yelled to Bulma causing her to jump "Live long for me, Bulma!" Bulma nodded in aggreement as the two friends exchanged grins and glances before Mimi was blown into an oblivion, this time she screamed leaving nothing more to her than the 3 echos of scream that floated around the stadium.
The remaining 27 slaves were now being taken out in groups some in shock at what had happened. 5 of the cleaning slaves were now being put in kitchen to make up for the loss. So 15 children went in one group being the cleaners. 9 children for kitchen staff went towards the kitchens and the remaining 3 lab slaves made their way towards the lab.
Nicole wore a blank expression, Ivory with an un-easy one and Bulma... Well, Bulma had a bright red unhappy face with tears, red eyes and mud smears on her cheeks. Ivory, not knowing exactly what to do put her arm around Bulma's shoulder hugging her slightly
"It's okay Bulma. They're away to a better place now"
Bulma became alert "How can you say a BETTER place?! They're just died!"
Ivory removed her arm "They ARE away to a better place! They're away from here! And their pain only lasted for a split second. Only Mimi got a chance to scream"
Bulma sobbed again "I'm sorry Ivory, i guess you're right... they HAVE gone to a better place.
"I hope the angels are kind to them" was all that was heard from Nicole or anyone else until they got to the labs.
For Bulma, Ivory and Nicole the conversation was one of anger, realisation and sadness but for the King was receiving a sound thrasing from his mate.
"How COULD you!?" cried Rosicheena "They were only children! You killed them off like bugs because they couldn't do what YOU expected them to do! You're not their father! Why don't you pay attention to OUR Son instead of other people's?!"
The King was not going to let her babble on, whipped around and grabbed her by the throat lifting her off her head and looking into her eyes making sure they he got direct eyecontact.
"Where shall I start? Ah, yes. 1: I killed them like bugs because they WERE bugs. 2: I know i'm not their father. And you're not their mother so STOP being so damn protective of them and 3: I DO pay attention to OUR Son, infact I was training with him the other day which infact made me rather late for an important meeting."
He dropped Rosicheena receiving a shocked and scared look coming from her dark brown eyes. She quickly looked at the ground not wanting to make eye contact with him at this point in time. She crawled to her feet and walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind herself. King Vegeta sighed and sat down on the large bed and let his head fall into his hands and fall into a deep sleep in a sitting position fully dressed in armour and all.
{end of chapter 09}
A/N: Yep, end of that chapter. Phew... down to 27 slaves. That'll do. No more killing... I don't think? We'll see.. but in the next chapter or so I'll have much more Vegeta and Bulma interaction and all. Happy Chrimbo Eve! *grin*
p.s - I have a live journal now it's
http://www.livejournal.com/users/shazmonkey
if ANYONE wants to be nosey or whatever, hey if you have a livejournal too leave a comment on one of my entries and if you want i can make you a friend and vice versa? Good? K? G'nite! *grin*