A/N Alright, here it is, interesting twist and all! Hope you like it.  Beyond that I would only like to ask you to check out my fic called When Did THAT Happen?!?! I've only gotten 6 reviews, but they all seemed to like the idea! And come on people, I wrote 63 count them( I know you won't) chapters, and I'd just like to say that I worked really hard on that fic. And that was just the writing, not to mention the *shudder* going through and checking and renumbering I had to do to make sure the page numbers matched, and the *twitch* uploading(over five hours worth on my dinky computer)…  and I didn't update my Surreal fic in forever because of it. Lol, pathetic isn't it? Alright already *grumbles * I'll quite whining, sheesh!   

Priceless Jewels
Chapter 28- The Descent

He was plummeting, scrabbling frantically at the air when nothing happened when he flared his ki trying to stop his momentum. Broken strands of webs clung to him, wrapping around his flailing limbs and restricting his movements. Faster and faster, he was falling into an endless darkness, spinning out of control. Yes he recognized this sensation, as it was the exact same thing he had felt when he discovered that Freeza had destroyed his planet, stealing everything that had ever meant anything to him.

Vegeta didn't care for the sensation that history was repeating itself, that he was about to lose everything he loved all over. But he couldn't stop it, couldn't slow his momentum and there were these damn strands that were hampering his movement, hampering his thoughts and cocooning his entire body in a heady warmth. There was something about the strands that demanded surrender and promised love and honor in return. His eyes narrowed as he struggled to focus on this idea. Wind rushed past him as he dropped.

He looked closer at the strands, seeing the different colors clinging to his body, entwining around him and offering comfort. He struggled. He couldn't accept comfort and warmth when so much was at stake couldn't focus on the gifts offered up by the webs. He had to train and get stronger, he had to… Love and honor… He had never experienced that particular combination before in his life. Or had he?

Why do I feel like I've forgotten something important? I didn't think you'd be here. And why is hurting so much? Blue hair.  Something about these webs… sapphire eyes looking trustfully at him… Something important… more binding than marriage… Something's not right… something's missing…Vegeta! something… I want you to be the one to do it. someone… You are mine! Bulma!

The strings are a part of Bulma! Left from her descent into the Abyss and imbued with her emotions the colorful strands was all that remained of the webs she had crashed through as she fought off the effects of the tangled web. Someone was trying to take her away from him. Love and honor is what she had offered him and someone was trying to steal that away. Something inside him clicked into place and he stopped struggling. His uncontrolled plunge turned into a graceful, savage dive and he opened his mind, opened his barriers to try and sense his mate. It's stronger here. Which means we're closer, but someone is still trying to block us off from each other… Someone is going to suffer for this. How dare they fuck with my mate?! I am the Prince of All Saiyans and NO ONE harms my woman!  Vegeta screamed out a challenge as he dove through the darkness, getting closer and closer to his goal.

He didn't notice the strands wrap around him, coalescing into an armor that looked suspiciously like his training suit.

Yellow eyes flickered as the roared challenge echoed through the Abyss. Lips curled back in a slight sneer before resuming their habitual soft smile. He turned his head to the side to address the shadow standing respectfully behind him to his left.

"Oh dear. You know at this rate he may accidentally make the Offering. Do be a good fellow and keep him occupied until I have her captured would you? It would be dreadfully inconvenient for us if he came storming in just when everything was about in place. It would get messy, and I simply hate the thought of my nice little plan getting messy."

"It would be my pleasure Lord Ixtarn. Why don't I play the welcoming committee for our little Saiyan companion while you take care of his bitch," the figure floated up into the air, without waiting for his response and started to fly directly toward where the sound came from. Cold gold eyes watched the retreating form with a thoughtful silence.

"What a disgustingly annoying voice that creature has. And it has an equally annoying habit of repeating my orders as if it were coming up with some new and original ideas. Perhaps we can do something about that. Remove its vocal chords perhaps?  Yes, that might work nicely. After I've succeeded in capturing Witch, of course. Speaking of Witch," his smile widened at his little pun, "her mate is now close enough that she can sense his presence, but with her mind in the state its in, I think she would be quite receptive to a little visit from 'Vegeta'." And with that he shoved the minor problem of his disturbing underling from his mind.

 

Vegeta flew through the surrounding shadows, using every sense he had to try locating his mate. He was so focused that he almost didn't react in time to dodge the energy attack that shot from the darkness below, cutting through the center of the place he had been seconds before, and then disappearing into the blackness above. Vegeta looked down to see who had attacked him and his eyes widened as he watched the figure slowly separating from the gloom.

The shadowy form of his opponent smirked at him before taunting him with, "What's the matter little monkey? Cat got your tongue?" He waved his tail in the air behind him, a cruel reminder of what Vegeta now lacked. It took Vegeta a moment to gain control of his voice but when he did, all of his hate and rage was focused into the word he spat out.

"Freeza!"


Bum, bum, bum! I don't know why I set myself up like this when I know I suck at action. Oh well, I promise to give it my best shot, and I've even been practicing so maybe it'll be a bit better. You can always hope ~.~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Thanks for Reviews~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ifonly: I see. Well thank you for the reviews. It's very flattering to find a new reviewer so long after my fic began. Although, I suppose I should warn you that I have a rather playful streak that nudges me to leave cliffies, weird twists, and obscure connections that no one else would care about, but are tossed in anyways for my own twisted sense of humor.

Sailor Purgatory: I'm glad you're satisfied with my offering of Geoffrey in lieu of a lengthy chapter. I can only hope your sentiments carry through into this one, since this one isn't much longer, but lacks the Geoffrey moments. Thanks as always for the reviews.

Empress Sarah-sama: Oh sure, laugh. Lol, you seem to love hating poor insane Ixtarn  I've noticed you get very into it in your reviews. You're enthusiasm, even this far into my story is very pleasing and I want to thank you for all of your emotionally unstable reviews! As and as to the Veggie ring thing, well don't worry… it will only get sweeter! *already gagging on the sweetness to come*