Chapter 7
Revenge
A messenger burst into the room at top speed. He was deathly pale and shook with fear.
"Sire," he said, dropping onto one knee. "We have just received word that Frieza is on his way to inspect the candidates for queen."
The princesses paled to a shade nearly as white as the messenger and began sobbing uncontrollably, this time, however, Bulma could find no reason to fault them. Bulma herself was not scared. No, she was giddy. Frieza was finally going to pay for destroying the earth!
Bulma's eyes glowed and a plan began forming in the back of her mind.
:Vegeta,: Bulma Said to the prince.
:What?: Vegeta demanded angrily.
:I have a plan,: Bulma sent back. :Lets go to your GR.:
Vegeta gave a mental humph and silently got up and followed Bulma. Once they arrived in the GR Bulma turned on the shields and locked the doors so that there was no chance of them being over heard.
"This is my idea."
* * *
That week no competitions were held so everyone could prepare for Frieza's arrival, and finally his ship landed on Vegetasei. Vegeta no Ou sat in his throne on the center of the dais made from pure gold. The room was made of black marble, making the dais a startling contrast. Vegeta no Ou's throne was made of black marble and was high back with a blood red cushion. The base of the throne was a solid block of marble, and on the sides were the royal crest made of precious stones and metals.
To the right of Vegeta no Ou, Vegeta no Ouji sat a foot below his father in a throne made of black marble with no embellishments what so ever. Daya sat even lower than her son on a throne made of black marble with many cushions so she was not discomforted. Bulma was dressed in her training gear and stood as Daya's bodyguard. Bulma and Vegeta had figured that, rather than Frieza trying to kill Vegeta no Ou, Frieza would try and kill Vegeta no Ou's mate, Daya. For if Daya died so did Vegeta no Ou.
As expected, once Frieza entered he fired a blast at Daya. Bulma deflected it with but with a good deal more effort than she had hoped it would take. On the outside, she seemed to remain completely undaunted. "I had hoped for a challenge. It seems that we must fight a weakling Vegeta."
"Then our job will be even easier then we had even hoped for," Vegeta no Ouji replied, smirking. "It shall still be fun to have him at our mercy."
Frieza was enraged, but as he launched himself towards Bulma and Vegeta he froze. Bulma sang a song of binding. Of chains not even the gods could break, and by the time she was done Frieza was struggling to breathe.
"Petty villain, bow down on your knees," Bulma sang, anger making her song impossible to resist. "Listen clearly now, listen to me."
"You killed my family and friends," Bulma said, and Frieza's eyes widened with horror. "You awoke my power when I saw my home blasted into nothingness. Now you shall pay dearly for your mistake!"
Bulma and Vegeta each formed two destructo disks and slowly sent them at Frieza, who couldn't even dodge them. Soon he no longer had arms or legs.
"Scream and cry like the baby you are," Bulma sang. "You shall not escape my hold!"
"How do you like it Frieza?" Vegeta asked.
Frieza did not answer.
"Tell us how you feel," Bulma sang.
"I'm afraid," Frieza said angrily.
"Does Frieza want his mommy?" Bulma asked.
"Yes," Frieza replied, beginning to sob once again.
Together they beat Frieza to a pulp. Bulma and Vegeta laughed, clasped their hands together, connecting at the wrist. They powered up and fired. Blue and yellow ki blasts intertwined and blasted Frieza into the next dimension, never to hurt anyone again.
Bulma and Vegeta exchanged glances, their chests heaving from the effort of destroying a being as powerful as Frieza had been. Though they had made Frieza's destruction appear to be effortless both were very weary. The Saiyajin Elites, with the aid of Bulma and Vegeta, proceeded to destroy Frieza's entire army and his ship. When the two returned they looked as if they were on the brink of life.
Frieza's army was not easily defeated for many of his minions were nearly as strong as Bulma. Many ranks of Saiyajin Elites had died in the battle, Kakarrot's brother, Raditzu, included. Not a single Elite returned to their quarters afterwards unharmed.
The throne room was as good as destroyed. The ceiling was collapsing and the walls were crumbling. The only things that remained standing were the support beams but the dais remained untouched. The floor now sported a huge smoldering crater. Vegeta no Ou and Daya were still sitting in the same places when Bulma and Vegeta reached the throne room.
"The universe is in your debt," Daya said, kneeling before the hero and heroine.
Vegeta no Ou kneeled and bowed his head too. "Hai."
People surrounded the throne room trying to get a glimpse of their saviors, and when they saw the king and queen kneel they kneeled too, touching their foreheads to the ground. People stretched out as far as Bulma's eye could see, and that was quite far. People started placing gifts at their feet and Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and teleported them to the Royal Training Room, using most of her remaining energy to do so.
"I'm sorry Vegeta," Bulma panted, "but that was too.much."
"Hai," Vegeta agreed breathlessly.
Bulma collapsed onto the ground, and Vegeta sat down, with some dignity, in front of her.
"In one week you'll only have to deal with which ever harpy that you pick as your queen," Bulma said smiling, though it was a forced smile.
"Why should I care if he chooses some idiot?" Bulma thought. "I am NOT jealous. After this is over I can leave and just forget I ever met that arrogant jerk. But. Be reasonable Bulma." She cursed herself. This wasn't supposed to happen! She wasn't supposed to fall in love with Vegeta. "Maybe I should just leave before I do something stupid."
Vegeta growled and launched himself at the unsuspecting Onna. They toppled backwards, and Vegeta pinned her down so that she couldn't escape.
"What if I want you?" Vegeta whispered.
Bulma looked into his ebony eyes. "I.I." she stammered, her heart pounding against her rib cage.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Vegeta purred, kissing Bulma so lightly on the lips that she doubted afterwards if he had kissed her at all.
Their faces were so close that the tips of their noses were touching.
"You'll have to catch me first," Bulma whispered into Vegeta's ear.
She powered up and caught Vegeta off guard. Vegeta lost his hold on Bulma and she closed her eyes and teleported to her room. Vegeta was left starring at the empty air in front of him.
"Damn her!" Vegeta thought angrily. "I shall make her mine!"
Revenge
A messenger burst into the room at top speed. He was deathly pale and shook with fear.
"Sire," he said, dropping onto one knee. "We have just received word that Frieza is on his way to inspect the candidates for queen."
The princesses paled to a shade nearly as white as the messenger and began sobbing uncontrollably, this time, however, Bulma could find no reason to fault them. Bulma herself was not scared. No, she was giddy. Frieza was finally going to pay for destroying the earth!
Bulma's eyes glowed and a plan began forming in the back of her mind.
:Vegeta,: Bulma Said to the prince.
:What?: Vegeta demanded angrily.
:I have a plan,: Bulma sent back. :Lets go to your GR.:
Vegeta gave a mental humph and silently got up and followed Bulma. Once they arrived in the GR Bulma turned on the shields and locked the doors so that there was no chance of them being over heard.
"This is my idea."
* * *
That week no competitions were held so everyone could prepare for Frieza's arrival, and finally his ship landed on Vegetasei. Vegeta no Ou sat in his throne on the center of the dais made from pure gold. The room was made of black marble, making the dais a startling contrast. Vegeta no Ou's throne was made of black marble and was high back with a blood red cushion. The base of the throne was a solid block of marble, and on the sides were the royal crest made of precious stones and metals.
To the right of Vegeta no Ou, Vegeta no Ouji sat a foot below his father in a throne made of black marble with no embellishments what so ever. Daya sat even lower than her son on a throne made of black marble with many cushions so she was not discomforted. Bulma was dressed in her training gear and stood as Daya's bodyguard. Bulma and Vegeta had figured that, rather than Frieza trying to kill Vegeta no Ou, Frieza would try and kill Vegeta no Ou's mate, Daya. For if Daya died so did Vegeta no Ou.
As expected, once Frieza entered he fired a blast at Daya. Bulma deflected it with but with a good deal more effort than she had hoped it would take. On the outside, she seemed to remain completely undaunted. "I had hoped for a challenge. It seems that we must fight a weakling Vegeta."
"Then our job will be even easier then we had even hoped for," Vegeta no Ouji replied, smirking. "It shall still be fun to have him at our mercy."
Frieza was enraged, but as he launched himself towards Bulma and Vegeta he froze. Bulma sang a song of binding. Of chains not even the gods could break, and by the time she was done Frieza was struggling to breathe.
"Petty villain, bow down on your knees," Bulma sang, anger making her song impossible to resist. "Listen clearly now, listen to me."
"You killed my family and friends," Bulma said, and Frieza's eyes widened with horror. "You awoke my power when I saw my home blasted into nothingness. Now you shall pay dearly for your mistake!"
Bulma and Vegeta each formed two destructo disks and slowly sent them at Frieza, who couldn't even dodge them. Soon he no longer had arms or legs.
"Scream and cry like the baby you are," Bulma sang. "You shall not escape my hold!"
"How do you like it Frieza?" Vegeta asked.
Frieza did not answer.
"Tell us how you feel," Bulma sang.
"I'm afraid," Frieza said angrily.
"Does Frieza want his mommy?" Bulma asked.
"Yes," Frieza replied, beginning to sob once again.
Together they beat Frieza to a pulp. Bulma and Vegeta laughed, clasped their hands together, connecting at the wrist. They powered up and fired. Blue and yellow ki blasts intertwined and blasted Frieza into the next dimension, never to hurt anyone again.
Bulma and Vegeta exchanged glances, their chests heaving from the effort of destroying a being as powerful as Frieza had been. Though they had made Frieza's destruction appear to be effortless both were very weary. The Saiyajin Elites, with the aid of Bulma and Vegeta, proceeded to destroy Frieza's entire army and his ship. When the two returned they looked as if they were on the brink of life.
Frieza's army was not easily defeated for many of his minions were nearly as strong as Bulma. Many ranks of Saiyajin Elites had died in the battle, Kakarrot's brother, Raditzu, included. Not a single Elite returned to their quarters afterwards unharmed.
The throne room was as good as destroyed. The ceiling was collapsing and the walls were crumbling. The only things that remained standing were the support beams but the dais remained untouched. The floor now sported a huge smoldering crater. Vegeta no Ou and Daya were still sitting in the same places when Bulma and Vegeta reached the throne room.
"The universe is in your debt," Daya said, kneeling before the hero and heroine.
Vegeta no Ou kneeled and bowed his head too. "Hai."
People surrounded the throne room trying to get a glimpse of their saviors, and when they saw the king and queen kneel they kneeled too, touching their foreheads to the ground. People stretched out as far as Bulma's eye could see, and that was quite far. People started placing gifts at their feet and Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and teleported them to the Royal Training Room, using most of her remaining energy to do so.
"I'm sorry Vegeta," Bulma panted, "but that was too.much."
"Hai," Vegeta agreed breathlessly.
Bulma collapsed onto the ground, and Vegeta sat down, with some dignity, in front of her.
"In one week you'll only have to deal with which ever harpy that you pick as your queen," Bulma said smiling, though it was a forced smile.
"Why should I care if he chooses some idiot?" Bulma thought. "I am NOT jealous. After this is over I can leave and just forget I ever met that arrogant jerk. But. Be reasonable Bulma." She cursed herself. This wasn't supposed to happen! She wasn't supposed to fall in love with Vegeta. "Maybe I should just leave before I do something stupid."
Vegeta growled and launched himself at the unsuspecting Onna. They toppled backwards, and Vegeta pinned her down so that she couldn't escape.
"What if I want you?" Vegeta whispered.
Bulma looked into his ebony eyes. "I.I." she stammered, her heart pounding against her rib cage.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Vegeta purred, kissing Bulma so lightly on the lips that she doubted afterwards if he had kissed her at all.
Their faces were so close that the tips of their noses were touching.
"You'll have to catch me first," Bulma whispered into Vegeta's ear.
She powered up and caught Vegeta off guard. Vegeta lost his hold on Bulma and she closed her eyes and teleported to her room. Vegeta was left starring at the empty air in front of him.
"Damn her!" Vegeta thought angrily. "I shall make her mine!"