Chapter Two
"Mom please not a dress!" Pan exclaims.
When Pan had returned home after school, Videl was waiting to dress up her seventeen-year-old daughter for Bulma's party. Pan had tried to convince her mother that they were alreay late and should leave as soon as possible.
That of course of a spectacular failure as it didn't work at all.
Now Pan stood on a stool wearing the same dress Videl had worn when she and Gohan had their first date twenty three years ago.
"Stop complaing. You wore make-up today to school didn't you." Videl asks checking the bottom of the dress.
"That was make-up! I still hate wearing dresses." Pan retorts.
Videl looks up at her daughter and smiles. "Well when you get married you'll have to dress up."
Pan crosses her arms and snorts. "Me? Married? That'll be the day. I'm not getting married 'till I'm fifty!"
Videl laughs at Pan's remark. She looks back down and continues to make sure the dress will fit Pan's small frame. After several moments she stands up and gives a thumbs-up to her daughter.
"Perfect!" came ChiChi's voice from the doorway.
Pan sighs while Videl nods in acknowlegdement. ChiChi walks up to her daughter-in-law and grandaughter. "You did a good job Videl. It fits Pan perfectly."
"Thank you." Videl replies.
"Grandma please," Pan whines. "It's a dress. You know I hate them."
"Well you're going to like them today." ChiChi counters. "I let you slide last week and let you wear those light blue shorts of yours with the chain on it. Not to metion that orange hat."
"It's not a hat it's a bandanna." Pan remarks matter-of-factly.
"Watch your tone young lady," Videl says. "Now come down so we can go. Knowing Gohan he's probably already started the aircar."
Pan steps down from the stool as Gohan's voice echoes from outside the window. "Rally up ladies, time to go!"
One hour later...
Malice was sneaking his way around the outerwalls of Capsule Corp. in an attempt to find someway to locate the Dragon Balls. His still concealed his chi because from what he felt two of the Saiya-jin were very closeby. One of which had power almost equaling his.
After making a complete rotation around the Capsule Corp. and reaching behind the rear of the building Malice uses his fingernails to cut a fairly large size hole in the window. Afer stepping inside he looks down the long hallway and sneaks into one of the closet rooms.
I'll wait here until it is late enough and they're asleep. Then I'll make my move.
Malice leans against a wall and closes his eyes. Dreaming of what his life will feel like once he's taken over the universe.
"A life full of conquest and fullfillment. Maybe if there is a female Saiya- jin here I'll make her mine." Malice says licking his lips.
Inside Capsule Corp...
"Is everything set Trunks?" Bulma asks frantically trying to make sure everything is getting into place.
Trunks looks at his mother's urgency and smiles. "Mom, calm down. You set up the most important stuff three days ago, remember?"
Bulma sets several trays of food onto the table from the kitchen. "You're right."
Bulma looks down at her watch and her eyes widen. "Oh Dende, everyone will be here in ten minutes."
Bra comes running down the stairs wearing her trademark red dress. She looks around at all the decorations set up and runs up next to her mother. "Hey Mom. Need any help?"
Bulma sighs and nods. "Actually I do. Do you mind getting your father ready for the party? I'd do it myself but I'm a little busy. And Trunks has set- up the decorations outside."
"No problem!" Bra replies with a wink as she runs up stairs to her parent's bedroom.
Bra doesn't bother to knock as she comes running into the room and jumps on the bed where Vegeta was covered up underneath the covers.
"DADDY! TIME TO WAKE UP!" Bra screams at the top of her lungs.
Vegeta's eyes jerk open as he sits up almost throwing Bra off the bed. Bra laughs at the scene and Vegeta simply shakes his head and and rubs his forehead, and growls.
"Princess what are you doing in here while I'm sleep?"
"Mom told me to tell you to get ready for the party." Bra replies. "Because her and Trunks are busy setting up a few more things."
Vegeta throws the covers off the bed and puts on his denim pants. After he buttons them up and puts on a belt he walks out of the room with Bra following behind.
What he sees when he arrives in the living room was something he had never seen in the thirty-three years he has lived at Capsule Corp. Decorations of many different varieties hang on the wall while a feast that would make Goku proud sits on the main table set in the middle of the living room.
Bulma was placing the last few trays on the table when Vegeta and Bra had came down the stairs.
"I hope you're not planning on wearing that to the party, Vegeta." Bulma says. "Otherwise we're going have serious problems."
"What happened in here?" Vegeta asks walking up to the table. "I sleep for an hour and I wake up to find the living room turned into, Kakarotto's World."
"What are you refering to?" Bra asks.
Vegeta crosses his arm and motions his head to the table. Bulma puts her hands on her hips. "In case you've forgotten many people are coming here. Including Gohan and Goten."
"Kakarotto's brats.." Vegeta mutters under his breath.
"I heard that." Bulma remarks. "Now change your clothes into something that looks formal."
Vegeta looks down at his pants and grunts. "This is formal woman."
"Yeah and water is a little wet. Just change yours clothes or you get no food tonight." Bulma said.
Vegeta grunts but doesn't say a word as he goes up the stairs. Bulma continues to prepare the table as Bra takes a seat on the couch and watch television on the big screen. Well over half and hour later there is a knock on the door. Followed by the loud voice of Son Goten.
"Hey guys it's me Goten!"
"Looks like they're starting to arrive." Bulma says as she takes off her apron and heads for the door.
Bra turns her head toward her mother. "So how many do we have coming anyway?"
"Kuririn and Andriod #18 said they will try to make it. Gohan's family and ChiChi should be here in the next few minutes. Mr. Satan said he had a very important meeting for Satan Enterprises he had to attend, but told me he'll try and be here." Bulma replies.
Bulma opens the door and Goten and Marron walk inside.
"So good to see you Mrs. Bulma." Marron says embracing Bulma in a hug.
"Good to see you too Marron." Bulma replies returning the hug.
After Marron Bulma gives a hug to Goten. "I smell the food. And from all the way over here."
"Don't worry Goten once everyone gets here we can eat." Marron says turning her attention to Bra. "Hey Bra!"
Bra waves back. "Hey Marron! Goten!"
Goten nods his head as Marron walks over and sits down next to the younger girl. The two were always considered friends even though there was a huge age gap between the two. Marron was twenty-five and Bra was only sixteen. But that didn't seem to matter. Bra always enjoyed Marron's company mostly because she couldn't with Pan.
Pan was alway interested in fighting and training. For Bra shopping was a big part of her life. And why wouldn't it be. Afterall she did inherit her mother's good looks. Bra knew she would one day become a famous model.
That was her destiny. And she decided to make the best of it.
"What's on television?" Marron asks.
Bra shrugs. "Some show about people wanting to be singers. None of the people who audition have any talent."
"Is this the show with one of the judges who is always insulted people?" Marron laughs.
"That's the one." Bra nods. "It's too bad there isn't one for modeling because I'd blow every other girl out of the water."
"I bet you would."
Over the next few minutes everyone from the Son family to the Chestnut family and eventually Mr. Satan arrive at Capsule Corp. for celebration. And for Bulma's surprise that she kept from everyone, even her own family.
What could Bulma's surprise be? Is the question on everyone's mind.
Malice was still sitting in the closet thinking it was getting close to the time when the Saiya-jin would sleep so he could find some device to locate the Dragon Balls.
He knew there was one. From Goku Jr.'s memories he had saw some device for doing so. Unfortunately his technique was able to tell him exactly where it was just what place.
Capsule Corp.
Malice has no intention of looking for the Dragon Balls without some help. To make matters worse over the past hour more chi of high levels had just arrived. At this rate he won't be able to start looking for the device until tomorrow, morning.
This infuriated Malice and played on his self-control. He was about to forget about the device and just kill and the Saiya-jin when he heard a female voice from the hallway.
"Let me see. Mom said she needed the red towels. But I don't see them."
Malice opened the door to the closet ever-so-slighty peering into the hallway. There stood a aqua-haired girl in a red dress looking through a closet across from his.
She looks kind of spunky. I shouldn't do this, but I think I deserve something for all the stuff I went through today.
"They have to be here somewhere I kn..."
Malice grabs Bra from behind and places one hand over her mouth.
"You scream and I'll break your neck, understand?" Malice says.
Bra slowly nods her head. Malice slams her to the floor of the hallway. Bra forgets Malice's earlier warning as she begins to squirm around beneath his body.
Malice smirks at her resistance as she tears off her red dress with his clawed fingernails. Rough. Just how I like 'em.
Son Gohan sat off to the side watching the party. It was going great so far. There was plenty of food even for the Saiya-jin, much to the delight of Videl and Chi-Chi. At the moment Bulma was busy making yet another round of exceptional food for the group. Age hadn't managed to slow her yet, and Gohan didn't really think Bulma would ever stop.
He smiled and looked up to Mr.Satan who was coming over to sit down by him. The elder man groaned and every bone in his body popped as he settled onto a couch.
"A nice sight isn't it?"
"It sure is sir, we're glad you could make it. It means a lot to all of us." Gohan replied. Satan laughed, which quickly turned into a cough. Smoking cheap cigars had gotten to him finally it seemed. After recovering he went into his initial intent to speak.
"Ah, don't worry bout it son. The World Champion never lets down his fans. Especially if they're his own family."
The big man beat on his chest as if to put more emphasis onto the statement of him being The World Champion. Even though it really was no longer the case. He had stopped participating in The Tenkaichi Bodoukai years ago.
They all knew it meant a lot to him though the he had been the champion the longest though and never told the old man otherwise.
Gohan gave a nod and patted his father-in-law on the shoulder, making a promise to bring him another drink when he headed back this way. Then he went over to another old friend.
Kuririn, sat at the dining table, he had finished his meal. What he could eat anyway. Andriod #18 had taken over that aspect of his life a few years ago. As she put it, if she was going to live to be a ripe old age, he was going to do the same. He was at the moment watching his possible future son- in-law, Goten, devour everything in sight. Marron had gone off to talk to her mother, so Goten had taken the opportunity to clear out the food.
The monk gave a chuckle, Son Goku had been the same way. Except he wouldn't even wait for you to leave, he would just dig in and then stare around innocently when it was all gone.
"Hey Kuririn I see you're doing well." Gohan says taking a seat next to Kuririn.
"As good as a sixty-one year old could feel." Krillin replies.
"Where's Andriod #18?" Gohan asks looking around the room.
"She's talking with Marron." Kuririn remarks. "I still wish that she would...be more open about some things."
The grin didn't leave Gohan's face, but his dark eyes did shift to the side, giving Kuririn enough warning to sit up and start to whistle. It didn't help him as he was lifted by the back of his jacket off his seat and held level with the scowling face of his wife.
Andriod #18 hadn't changed in years, she probably never would until the day she died. She was just as powerful and beautiful as the day he had met her. She also had the same temper.
Kuririn held his hands out helplessly to her, not really much else he could do. Still he had shaved his mustache this morning per her request so he hoped that would give him some points. He smiled and gave a little prayer.
She glared at him for another minute then dropped him into a heap on the floor. She gave another look about and seeing Gohan was the only one looking bent over and gave him a quick kiss, then she headed back towards Marron. Snatching up Goten on the way by the back of his pants and dragging him along.
Gohan helped up his friend, still smiling. "It may have taken awhile, but it seems she at least lets you know she can be open every so often."
Kuririn nodded and dusted himself off. "Yeah but I want her to be open all the time. If I wanted cold, I would have married Vegeta."
Gohan's jaw dropped open and his eyebrows shot up at that notion. Seeing the expression Kuririn continued with his life of conversation.
"Hey that pink shirt of his and all...rowr."
That was all the demi-sayai-jin could take and he let loose in laughter Kuririn joining him soon afterwards.
Vegeta was away from the group as he always was. It wasn't because he didn't want to be here. If he did he would have gone into the gravity room to train. He still hoped Kakarotto would come back and would be ready for that day.
It was just he knew, he couldn't be how they wanted him. No matter how he felt about his children, and his mate. He did think Trunks was wasting him time running a business when he could have maybe even become strong enough to surpass him. He snorted and watched the group now.
Then he felt it. A small chi that started to rise steadily. There was only one person who wasn't present in the room.
Bra.
At thought of his beloved daughter's name Vegeta ran down the hall throwing down his jacket as he muttered curses to himself.
"What's up with Vegeta?" Goten asks.
"I don't know he just..." Trunks stops in the middle of his sentence. Soon he too can sense Bra's chi. "It's Bra's chi, something's wrong."
Bulma looks toward her son. "Bra? What's wrong with her?"
Trunks doesn't respond as he runs down the hallway followed quickly by Goten and Gohan.
"Everyone stay here I can sense another chi here besides Bra's." Gohan says as he disappears down the hallway.
Pan tries to run after her father put the a tight grip on the back of her dress prevents that. Pan looks up to see her mother who shaking her head.
"Don't even think about leaving. Let your father and the others handle this."
Pan cross her arm and snorts. "But I want to help Bra is my friend too."
Videl shakes her head again.
"Mom I'm sorry but," Pan starts jerking her dress free from her mother's grip, ripping the dress. She runs toward the hallway. "They may need my help!"
"Get your rear end back here right now!" Videl shouts.
ChiChi stands next to Videl as she sighs about the situation. Is it her familes destiny to continue to fight. And why doesn't her family ever listen to anyone?
Malice was just about to ge the reward he felt he deserved when he heard someone shout.
"Get off of my daughter!"
These words were quickly followed by a chi blast that sent Malice flying down the hallway and through a wall. Debris from the wall fall to floor as Bra curls into a ball trying to shield herself.
Vegeta, Gohan, and Goten run up to Bra.
Vegeta craddles his daughter in his arms. Not caring about letting others seeing his emotion. His daughter was about to be assaulted. What father wouldn't feel upset over this?
"Princess what did that bastard do to you!?" Vegeta asks furiously.
Bra shakes her head as tears flow from her eyes. "Nothing...but he...tried to...rape me."
"WHAT?" Vegeta growls. He picks up Bra and stands in front of Goten. "Goten take my daughter back downstairs and keep her there. Inform Trunks and you two meet me and Gohan outside. Understood?"
Goten nods as he takes Bra from Vegeta's arms. "Leave it me."
As Goten takes Bra down the hallway Vegeta and Gohan turn their attention to the creature. "Are you still as strong as you used to be brat?"
"I don't know. Haven't trained in such a long time. But I guess we'll find out soon." Gohan replies. "Indeed."
At this point Malice stands back up. His body is slightly burned due to Vegeta's chi attack but besides that he is unharmed.
"We take this outside bastard!" Vegeta calls.
"So be it." Malice says as he takes off through the ceiling of the Capsule Corp. living quarters making chunks of debris fall to the ground. Once Malice lands on the outside of the building he turns his head which instantly meets Vegeta's fist.
"You will pay for what you were trying to do to my daughter. I'll rip your heart out and grind your bones to dust!" Vegeta remarks landing another hit on Malice's chest.
"You are strong Vegeta." Malice states. "But not strong enough."
Vegeta eyes widen. "How do you know me? Answer me!"
Malice simply shrugs as he cracks his knuckles. "I know all about you Saiya- jin. Especially you...prince."
The way Malice said 'prince' was in a mocking tone. This made Vegeta's rage pull into overdrive. No one disrespects his birthright. No one tries to assualt his daughter the way this creature did.
No one.
"I'll make sure you have an agonizing death!" Vegeta shouts as he transforms into Super Saiya-jin 2 causing the ground beneath him to buckle.
"You shall be no problem." Malice taunts. "I can take a Saiya-jin on. I did before."
"But can you handle two?" came Gohan's voice from behind Malice.
Malice turns his head to see Gohan in a fighting stance. Goku Jr.'s memories showed this man as his grandfather. But it also showed that he hasn't trained since his teenaged years. Meaning he'll be little or no threat at all.
"Let's begin." Malice says.
In the jungle area outside of West City...
Where the time capsule stood Yuko began to stir. After a few moments he reaches his hand over the side of the time capsule hatch an forces his body over it landing on the ground head first.
He scrambles to his feet as he leans against the time capsule and shakes his head. When he looks up he finally opens his eyes. They are now dark red instead of blue.
Yuko lets out a evil laugh that echoes throughout the jungle area. It scares away birds that fly away and squirrels run behind trees as Yuko begins to levitate off the ground.
"Must help...Malice." Yuko says in an andriod type tone.
Yuko takes off toward West Capital causing a wave of powerful chi to shift the ground. This causes the time capsule to tip over and fall breaking it beyond repair.
Vegeta, Gohan, and the others have no idea of the evil that is approaching them. Only Malice knows the power of the man soon approaching.
Now Yuko will arrive to protect his master, Malice.
May God help them all.
"Mom please not a dress!" Pan exclaims.
When Pan had returned home after school, Videl was waiting to dress up her seventeen-year-old daughter for Bulma's party. Pan had tried to convince her mother that they were alreay late and should leave as soon as possible.
That of course of a spectacular failure as it didn't work at all.
Now Pan stood on a stool wearing the same dress Videl had worn when she and Gohan had their first date twenty three years ago.
"Stop complaing. You wore make-up today to school didn't you." Videl asks checking the bottom of the dress.
"That was make-up! I still hate wearing dresses." Pan retorts.
Videl looks up at her daughter and smiles. "Well when you get married you'll have to dress up."
Pan crosses her arms and snorts. "Me? Married? That'll be the day. I'm not getting married 'till I'm fifty!"
Videl laughs at Pan's remark. She looks back down and continues to make sure the dress will fit Pan's small frame. After several moments she stands up and gives a thumbs-up to her daughter.
"Perfect!" came ChiChi's voice from the doorway.
Pan sighs while Videl nods in acknowlegdement. ChiChi walks up to her daughter-in-law and grandaughter. "You did a good job Videl. It fits Pan perfectly."
"Thank you." Videl replies.
"Grandma please," Pan whines. "It's a dress. You know I hate them."
"Well you're going to like them today." ChiChi counters. "I let you slide last week and let you wear those light blue shorts of yours with the chain on it. Not to metion that orange hat."
"It's not a hat it's a bandanna." Pan remarks matter-of-factly.
"Watch your tone young lady," Videl says. "Now come down so we can go. Knowing Gohan he's probably already started the aircar."
Pan steps down from the stool as Gohan's voice echoes from outside the window. "Rally up ladies, time to go!"
One hour later...
Malice was sneaking his way around the outerwalls of Capsule Corp. in an attempt to find someway to locate the Dragon Balls. His still concealed his chi because from what he felt two of the Saiya-jin were very closeby. One of which had power almost equaling his.
After making a complete rotation around the Capsule Corp. and reaching behind the rear of the building Malice uses his fingernails to cut a fairly large size hole in the window. Afer stepping inside he looks down the long hallway and sneaks into one of the closet rooms.
I'll wait here until it is late enough and they're asleep. Then I'll make my move.
Malice leans against a wall and closes his eyes. Dreaming of what his life will feel like once he's taken over the universe.
"A life full of conquest and fullfillment. Maybe if there is a female Saiya- jin here I'll make her mine." Malice says licking his lips.
Inside Capsule Corp...
"Is everything set Trunks?" Bulma asks frantically trying to make sure everything is getting into place.
Trunks looks at his mother's urgency and smiles. "Mom, calm down. You set up the most important stuff three days ago, remember?"
Bulma sets several trays of food onto the table from the kitchen. "You're right."
Bulma looks down at her watch and her eyes widen. "Oh Dende, everyone will be here in ten minutes."
Bra comes running down the stairs wearing her trademark red dress. She looks around at all the decorations set up and runs up next to her mother. "Hey Mom. Need any help?"
Bulma sighs and nods. "Actually I do. Do you mind getting your father ready for the party? I'd do it myself but I'm a little busy. And Trunks has set- up the decorations outside."
"No problem!" Bra replies with a wink as she runs up stairs to her parent's bedroom.
Bra doesn't bother to knock as she comes running into the room and jumps on the bed where Vegeta was covered up underneath the covers.
"DADDY! TIME TO WAKE UP!" Bra screams at the top of her lungs.
Vegeta's eyes jerk open as he sits up almost throwing Bra off the bed. Bra laughs at the scene and Vegeta simply shakes his head and and rubs his forehead, and growls.
"Princess what are you doing in here while I'm sleep?"
"Mom told me to tell you to get ready for the party." Bra replies. "Because her and Trunks are busy setting up a few more things."
Vegeta throws the covers off the bed and puts on his denim pants. After he buttons them up and puts on a belt he walks out of the room with Bra following behind.
What he sees when he arrives in the living room was something he had never seen in the thirty-three years he has lived at Capsule Corp. Decorations of many different varieties hang on the wall while a feast that would make Goku proud sits on the main table set in the middle of the living room.
Bulma was placing the last few trays on the table when Vegeta and Bra had came down the stairs.
"I hope you're not planning on wearing that to the party, Vegeta." Bulma says. "Otherwise we're going have serious problems."
"What happened in here?" Vegeta asks walking up to the table. "I sleep for an hour and I wake up to find the living room turned into, Kakarotto's World."
"What are you refering to?" Bra asks.
Vegeta crosses his arm and motions his head to the table. Bulma puts her hands on her hips. "In case you've forgotten many people are coming here. Including Gohan and Goten."
"Kakarotto's brats.." Vegeta mutters under his breath.
"I heard that." Bulma remarks. "Now change your clothes into something that looks formal."
Vegeta looks down at his pants and grunts. "This is formal woman."
"Yeah and water is a little wet. Just change yours clothes or you get no food tonight." Bulma said.
Vegeta grunts but doesn't say a word as he goes up the stairs. Bulma continues to prepare the table as Bra takes a seat on the couch and watch television on the big screen. Well over half and hour later there is a knock on the door. Followed by the loud voice of Son Goten.
"Hey guys it's me Goten!"
"Looks like they're starting to arrive." Bulma says as she takes off her apron and heads for the door.
Bra turns her head toward her mother. "So how many do we have coming anyway?"
"Kuririn and Andriod #18 said they will try to make it. Gohan's family and ChiChi should be here in the next few minutes. Mr. Satan said he had a very important meeting for Satan Enterprises he had to attend, but told me he'll try and be here." Bulma replies.
Bulma opens the door and Goten and Marron walk inside.
"So good to see you Mrs. Bulma." Marron says embracing Bulma in a hug.
"Good to see you too Marron." Bulma replies returning the hug.
After Marron Bulma gives a hug to Goten. "I smell the food. And from all the way over here."
"Don't worry Goten once everyone gets here we can eat." Marron says turning her attention to Bra. "Hey Bra!"
Bra waves back. "Hey Marron! Goten!"
Goten nods his head as Marron walks over and sits down next to the younger girl. The two were always considered friends even though there was a huge age gap between the two. Marron was twenty-five and Bra was only sixteen. But that didn't seem to matter. Bra always enjoyed Marron's company mostly because she couldn't with Pan.
Pan was alway interested in fighting and training. For Bra shopping was a big part of her life. And why wouldn't it be. Afterall she did inherit her mother's good looks. Bra knew she would one day become a famous model.
That was her destiny. And she decided to make the best of it.
"What's on television?" Marron asks.
Bra shrugs. "Some show about people wanting to be singers. None of the people who audition have any talent."
"Is this the show with one of the judges who is always insulted people?" Marron laughs.
"That's the one." Bra nods. "It's too bad there isn't one for modeling because I'd blow every other girl out of the water."
"I bet you would."
Over the next few minutes everyone from the Son family to the Chestnut family and eventually Mr. Satan arrive at Capsule Corp. for celebration. And for Bulma's surprise that she kept from everyone, even her own family.
What could Bulma's surprise be? Is the question on everyone's mind.
Malice was still sitting in the closet thinking it was getting close to the time when the Saiya-jin would sleep so he could find some device to locate the Dragon Balls.
He knew there was one. From Goku Jr.'s memories he had saw some device for doing so. Unfortunately his technique was able to tell him exactly where it was just what place.
Capsule Corp.
Malice has no intention of looking for the Dragon Balls without some help. To make matters worse over the past hour more chi of high levels had just arrived. At this rate he won't be able to start looking for the device until tomorrow, morning.
This infuriated Malice and played on his self-control. He was about to forget about the device and just kill and the Saiya-jin when he heard a female voice from the hallway.
"Let me see. Mom said she needed the red towels. But I don't see them."
Malice opened the door to the closet ever-so-slighty peering into the hallway. There stood a aqua-haired girl in a red dress looking through a closet across from his.
She looks kind of spunky. I shouldn't do this, but I think I deserve something for all the stuff I went through today.
"They have to be here somewhere I kn..."
Malice grabs Bra from behind and places one hand over her mouth.
"You scream and I'll break your neck, understand?" Malice says.
Bra slowly nods her head. Malice slams her to the floor of the hallway. Bra forgets Malice's earlier warning as she begins to squirm around beneath his body.
Malice smirks at her resistance as she tears off her red dress with his clawed fingernails. Rough. Just how I like 'em.
Son Gohan sat off to the side watching the party. It was going great so far. There was plenty of food even for the Saiya-jin, much to the delight of Videl and Chi-Chi. At the moment Bulma was busy making yet another round of exceptional food for the group. Age hadn't managed to slow her yet, and Gohan didn't really think Bulma would ever stop.
He smiled and looked up to Mr.Satan who was coming over to sit down by him. The elder man groaned and every bone in his body popped as he settled onto a couch.
"A nice sight isn't it?"
"It sure is sir, we're glad you could make it. It means a lot to all of us." Gohan replied. Satan laughed, which quickly turned into a cough. Smoking cheap cigars had gotten to him finally it seemed. After recovering he went into his initial intent to speak.
"Ah, don't worry bout it son. The World Champion never lets down his fans. Especially if they're his own family."
The big man beat on his chest as if to put more emphasis onto the statement of him being The World Champion. Even though it really was no longer the case. He had stopped participating in The Tenkaichi Bodoukai years ago.
They all knew it meant a lot to him though the he had been the champion the longest though and never told the old man otherwise.
Gohan gave a nod and patted his father-in-law on the shoulder, making a promise to bring him another drink when he headed back this way. Then he went over to another old friend.
Kuririn, sat at the dining table, he had finished his meal. What he could eat anyway. Andriod #18 had taken over that aspect of his life a few years ago. As she put it, if she was going to live to be a ripe old age, he was going to do the same. He was at the moment watching his possible future son- in-law, Goten, devour everything in sight. Marron had gone off to talk to her mother, so Goten had taken the opportunity to clear out the food.
The monk gave a chuckle, Son Goku had been the same way. Except he wouldn't even wait for you to leave, he would just dig in and then stare around innocently when it was all gone.
"Hey Kuririn I see you're doing well." Gohan says taking a seat next to Kuririn.
"As good as a sixty-one year old could feel." Krillin replies.
"Where's Andriod #18?" Gohan asks looking around the room.
"She's talking with Marron." Kuririn remarks. "I still wish that she would...be more open about some things."
The grin didn't leave Gohan's face, but his dark eyes did shift to the side, giving Kuririn enough warning to sit up and start to whistle. It didn't help him as he was lifted by the back of his jacket off his seat and held level with the scowling face of his wife.
Andriod #18 hadn't changed in years, she probably never would until the day she died. She was just as powerful and beautiful as the day he had met her. She also had the same temper.
Kuririn held his hands out helplessly to her, not really much else he could do. Still he had shaved his mustache this morning per her request so he hoped that would give him some points. He smiled and gave a little prayer.
She glared at him for another minute then dropped him into a heap on the floor. She gave another look about and seeing Gohan was the only one looking bent over and gave him a quick kiss, then she headed back towards Marron. Snatching up Goten on the way by the back of his pants and dragging him along.
Gohan helped up his friend, still smiling. "It may have taken awhile, but it seems she at least lets you know she can be open every so often."
Kuririn nodded and dusted himself off. "Yeah but I want her to be open all the time. If I wanted cold, I would have married Vegeta."
Gohan's jaw dropped open and his eyebrows shot up at that notion. Seeing the expression Kuririn continued with his life of conversation.
"Hey that pink shirt of his and all...rowr."
That was all the demi-sayai-jin could take and he let loose in laughter Kuririn joining him soon afterwards.
Vegeta was away from the group as he always was. It wasn't because he didn't want to be here. If he did he would have gone into the gravity room to train. He still hoped Kakarotto would come back and would be ready for that day.
It was just he knew, he couldn't be how they wanted him. No matter how he felt about his children, and his mate. He did think Trunks was wasting him time running a business when he could have maybe even become strong enough to surpass him. He snorted and watched the group now.
Then he felt it. A small chi that started to rise steadily. There was only one person who wasn't present in the room.
Bra.
At thought of his beloved daughter's name Vegeta ran down the hall throwing down his jacket as he muttered curses to himself.
"What's up with Vegeta?" Goten asks.
"I don't know he just..." Trunks stops in the middle of his sentence. Soon he too can sense Bra's chi. "It's Bra's chi, something's wrong."
Bulma looks toward her son. "Bra? What's wrong with her?"
Trunks doesn't respond as he runs down the hallway followed quickly by Goten and Gohan.
"Everyone stay here I can sense another chi here besides Bra's." Gohan says as he disappears down the hallway.
Pan tries to run after her father put the a tight grip on the back of her dress prevents that. Pan looks up to see her mother who shaking her head.
"Don't even think about leaving. Let your father and the others handle this."
Pan cross her arm and snorts. "But I want to help Bra is my friend too."
Videl shakes her head again.
"Mom I'm sorry but," Pan starts jerking her dress free from her mother's grip, ripping the dress. She runs toward the hallway. "They may need my help!"
"Get your rear end back here right now!" Videl shouts.
ChiChi stands next to Videl as she sighs about the situation. Is it her familes destiny to continue to fight. And why doesn't her family ever listen to anyone?
Malice was just about to ge the reward he felt he deserved when he heard someone shout.
"Get off of my daughter!"
These words were quickly followed by a chi blast that sent Malice flying down the hallway and through a wall. Debris from the wall fall to floor as Bra curls into a ball trying to shield herself.
Vegeta, Gohan, and Goten run up to Bra.
Vegeta craddles his daughter in his arms. Not caring about letting others seeing his emotion. His daughter was about to be assaulted. What father wouldn't feel upset over this?
"Princess what did that bastard do to you!?" Vegeta asks furiously.
Bra shakes her head as tears flow from her eyes. "Nothing...but he...tried to...rape me."
"WHAT?" Vegeta growls. He picks up Bra and stands in front of Goten. "Goten take my daughter back downstairs and keep her there. Inform Trunks and you two meet me and Gohan outside. Understood?"
Goten nods as he takes Bra from Vegeta's arms. "Leave it me."
As Goten takes Bra down the hallway Vegeta and Gohan turn their attention to the creature. "Are you still as strong as you used to be brat?"
"I don't know. Haven't trained in such a long time. But I guess we'll find out soon." Gohan replies. "Indeed."
At this point Malice stands back up. His body is slightly burned due to Vegeta's chi attack but besides that he is unharmed.
"We take this outside bastard!" Vegeta calls.
"So be it." Malice says as he takes off through the ceiling of the Capsule Corp. living quarters making chunks of debris fall to the ground. Once Malice lands on the outside of the building he turns his head which instantly meets Vegeta's fist.
"You will pay for what you were trying to do to my daughter. I'll rip your heart out and grind your bones to dust!" Vegeta remarks landing another hit on Malice's chest.
"You are strong Vegeta." Malice states. "But not strong enough."
Vegeta eyes widen. "How do you know me? Answer me!"
Malice simply shrugs as he cracks his knuckles. "I know all about you Saiya- jin. Especially you...prince."
The way Malice said 'prince' was in a mocking tone. This made Vegeta's rage pull into overdrive. No one disrespects his birthright. No one tries to assualt his daughter the way this creature did.
No one.
"I'll make sure you have an agonizing death!" Vegeta shouts as he transforms into Super Saiya-jin 2 causing the ground beneath him to buckle.
"You shall be no problem." Malice taunts. "I can take a Saiya-jin on. I did before."
"But can you handle two?" came Gohan's voice from behind Malice.
Malice turns his head to see Gohan in a fighting stance. Goku Jr.'s memories showed this man as his grandfather. But it also showed that he hasn't trained since his teenaged years. Meaning he'll be little or no threat at all.
"Let's begin." Malice says.
In the jungle area outside of West City...
Where the time capsule stood Yuko began to stir. After a few moments he reaches his hand over the side of the time capsule hatch an forces his body over it landing on the ground head first.
He scrambles to his feet as he leans against the time capsule and shakes his head. When he looks up he finally opens his eyes. They are now dark red instead of blue.
Yuko lets out a evil laugh that echoes throughout the jungle area. It scares away birds that fly away and squirrels run behind trees as Yuko begins to levitate off the ground.
"Must help...Malice." Yuko says in an andriod type tone.
Yuko takes off toward West Capital causing a wave of powerful chi to shift the ground. This causes the time capsule to tip over and fall breaking it beyond repair.
Vegeta, Gohan, and the others have no idea of the evil that is approaching them. Only Malice knows the power of the man soon approaching.
Now Yuko will arrive to protect his master, Malice.
May God help them all.