Mia found herself unable to struggle, paralyzed against the powerful
Saiya-jin's rock hard body. It crushed her into the floor more than the
gravity did, and she whimpered helplessly under his weight.
Vegita was trying to lift himself away from her, but was forced forward by a sudden increase in the gravity. He kept his arms locked straight, holding himself above her.
"Vegita, please!"
"I can't get up, the gravity is lifting on it's own..." He growled as some unseen force tried to make him collapse on her, but he still fought, knowing under this gravity, his weight would crush her. "This is madness...what's going on?"
A beeping in the room alerted the two that the gravity was still climbing, and with each second, Mia found it harder to breath, and Vegita found it harder to keep off of her.
One arm slipped under the tremendous force and he hit her hard, his other arm the only one holding him.
Mia felt tears forming in her eyes, her vision blurring and gasping for air. "Vegita, don't give up..."
"I'm trying!" Amazingly he lifted his other arms again, getting some of his body off of her. Suddenly, they heard popping.
"Vegita..."
Snap!
Vegita groaned in pain, strain apparent in his voice. "I...can't...hold on..."
Mia just stared wide-eyed.
Pop!
BREAK!
Vegita, collapsed against her, his arms broken and bloody as he howled in his pain.
Mia cried, scared.
But suddenly the gravity was off, but there was an explosion and a scream.
"Mia!"
Piccolo ran in, Bulma right behind him.
Carefully rolling Vegita's body away, Bulma inspected him.
"Vegita need a medic!" Bulma shouted.
"All call the hospital, sweetheart!" Dr.Brief who was standing at the doorway ran off with his cell phone, and in the distance, they could hear him calling 911.
Piccolo lifted Mia who was on her back, breathing air rapidly.
"You alright?" He said quickly, "You have blood all over you!"
She nodded, but winced as he lifted her. "The blood's Vegita's...I think some of my ribs are cracked..."
Piccolo scowled, angry. "Bulma, what the hell happened?"
Bulma shook her head. "I don't know! Apparently the gravity machine had a glitch and went nuts!"
"Don't bring me to that hospital! It smells like shit." Vegita wheezed, lifting him self without using his battered arms, "I'm fine."
"Like hell Vegita! You're gonna die if you don't let us take you!" Bulma began to shout and Piccolo growled, his ears ringing.
"Keep it down, shouting isn't going to get us anywhere!"
Mia sat, a bit stunned. 'The gravity machine has never done that before...and Vegita! There was something strange about him at first!' She looked at the Saiya-jin Prince gritting his teeth, trying not to cry out as his pain throbbed his body. 'What's happening?'
'The Hospital'
Piccolo waited in the corner, arms crossed in meditation and waiting as Ezekiel played with his new McDonalds toy. Bulma sat with baby Trunks fussing in her lap, trying to stay occupied as the doctors looked at the two. Lucky for them, Goku had been treated there before, and they were becoming familiar with the anatomy of a Saiya-jin.
"Mr. Vegita would like to speak with you sir." A doctor in white approached, gesturing to Piccolo. "He said it's imperative that he speak with you."
Nodding, Piccolo followed the man to a bed in the emergency room. There, lay Vegita, bruised and wrapped in already bloodied gauze.
"Namek..." He called weakly from his bed, "Get over here, this is important!"
Pacing to him, Piccolo mumbled, "I thought I'd be the last person you'd want to speak with."
Vegita smirked, "Maybe, but this concerns you and your mate...and perhaps all of us." His face went grim. "Did you're mate tell you anything about what happened in the chamber?"
Piccolo shook his head. "No, she didn't." He eyed Vegita, wondering. "Why?"
"Because coming from her, it would seem that my intentions towards her today were dishonorable, and I must assure you, that is not the case." he growled. "I'd hate to dishonor myself and the last Saiya-jin female by such a thing."
Piccolo remained still, "Explain."
"While I was training today, I had the urge to raise the gravity in the chamber higher than I dared go before, and I was handling it well, however, I have a system to my training which faltered today."
"Yeah, so?"
Vegita hissed, remembering. "Something entered me, digging up past motives...and it was urging me to loose the control I had acquired these years on Earth. I fought and fought it, struggling, embracing the challenge that had suddenly arisen in me, when Mia showed up for our daily spar." Vegita lowered his gaze, trying to be eloquent about what he said next. "To her, all seemed wrong when she opened the door and stepped inside. I told her I just upped the gravity and that it was nothing, but that nagging still pulled at my memories, making me want carnage, making me want misery." He looked at the ceiling and closed his eyes. "I knew then, something was dangerously wrong. Without thinking, my hand switched the gravity higher, causing her to collapse to the ground. She was confused, and questioned me. I fought the inkling to attack her as long as I could, and told her to run, that I wasn't in control. That's when this unseen power forced me to..." he paused, staring ahead. "It forced me to resurface my Saiya-jin rage, and my tail regrew itself."
Piccolo was baffled. "How?"
"I don't know...but I know as the gravity began to lift, it was no technical error. Someone or something was controlling the circumstances."
Piccolo's glare was intense, rivaling even Vegita's best. He stared at him, silently demanding him to continue.
Vegita sat up, bearing the horrible pain that shot through the splintered bones in his mangled arms. "Namek, that is the truth! I knew my progress in the chamber was unlike me, to push myself beyond the routine of my training! Even my thinking was being altered."
Piccolo thought. "Whoever or whatever is responsible must have immense telepathic abilities." he speculated.
"Abilities enough to do the impossible." Vegita leaned forward, and let his new grown tail unravel out of his bed.
Piccolo stared a moment. "Saiya-jin regrow their tails at times of heightened emotional stress...maybe Freeza could have something to do with this?
Vegita thought as well.
"I know Freeza had some telepathic ability, but not enough to do what we're speaking of. All his power was in his muscles, nothing more."
Piccolo nodded. "And after that boy from the future visited, I'm sure he isn't coming back again. Besides, why would he possibly make that happen? He'd rather just blow the whole thing up."
"So it's agreed, possible or not, it's not Freeza." Vegita squinted his eyes. "Maybe it's some one with a grudge against Mia? Someone she knew before she came here..."
Piccolo grunted. "I find it hard to believe that Mia would have any enemies. She's to likable."
Vegita shook his head. "Namek, don't play dumb, you know who I'm referring to."
In the back of his mind, Piccolo had suspected but always shoved the suspicion aside that Krill was somehow alive. "That can't be Vegita, Krill self destructed himself to make sure he got his revenge on her!" His temper began to rage, his blood boiling, "There's no way that monster is still alive!"
Vegita sneered. "Go ahead and believe what you want, but since my memories of that fight returned, I've made a mental note to recognize a telepathic ki, and before this afternoon, had never felt one again."
Piccolo stiffened. "You felt a ki..."
Vegita smirked, satisfied that his point had been made.
"I'm finished with you Namek."
Piccolo nodded, not giving in to Vegita's command, but realizing a verbal fight would build if he stayed, and he had too much on his mind to quarrel with Vegita today. He had to speak with Mia.
He took a few steps forward, then without turning his head, he addressed him saying, "Vegita, regardless of the untrusting relationship between us, I want to thank you for leaving Mia out of it...and for protecting her today."
Perhaps it was because his mate was the last Saiya-jin female, but whatever the reason, Vegita had 'grown tolerant' of Piccolo.
Piccolo walked down the hall, following the sounds of his son who was likely with his mother. He looked in the upcoming room to see Mia, sitting on a bed with Ezekiel next to her, talking about a new PokeMon he caught on his game boy. He smiled, no one seeing. Let them enjoy a moment of peace.
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Vegita was trying to lift himself away from her, but was forced forward by a sudden increase in the gravity. He kept his arms locked straight, holding himself above her.
"Vegita, please!"
"I can't get up, the gravity is lifting on it's own..." He growled as some unseen force tried to make him collapse on her, but he still fought, knowing under this gravity, his weight would crush her. "This is madness...what's going on?"
A beeping in the room alerted the two that the gravity was still climbing, and with each second, Mia found it harder to breath, and Vegita found it harder to keep off of her.
One arm slipped under the tremendous force and he hit her hard, his other arm the only one holding him.
Mia felt tears forming in her eyes, her vision blurring and gasping for air. "Vegita, don't give up..."
"I'm trying!" Amazingly he lifted his other arms again, getting some of his body off of her. Suddenly, they heard popping.
"Vegita..."
Snap!
Vegita groaned in pain, strain apparent in his voice. "I...can't...hold on..."
Mia just stared wide-eyed.
Pop!
BREAK!
Vegita, collapsed against her, his arms broken and bloody as he howled in his pain.
Mia cried, scared.
But suddenly the gravity was off, but there was an explosion and a scream.
"Mia!"
Piccolo ran in, Bulma right behind him.
Carefully rolling Vegita's body away, Bulma inspected him.
"Vegita need a medic!" Bulma shouted.
"All call the hospital, sweetheart!" Dr.Brief who was standing at the doorway ran off with his cell phone, and in the distance, they could hear him calling 911.
Piccolo lifted Mia who was on her back, breathing air rapidly.
"You alright?" He said quickly, "You have blood all over you!"
She nodded, but winced as he lifted her. "The blood's Vegita's...I think some of my ribs are cracked..."
Piccolo scowled, angry. "Bulma, what the hell happened?"
Bulma shook her head. "I don't know! Apparently the gravity machine had a glitch and went nuts!"
"Don't bring me to that hospital! It smells like shit." Vegita wheezed, lifting him self without using his battered arms, "I'm fine."
"Like hell Vegita! You're gonna die if you don't let us take you!" Bulma began to shout and Piccolo growled, his ears ringing.
"Keep it down, shouting isn't going to get us anywhere!"
Mia sat, a bit stunned. 'The gravity machine has never done that before...and Vegita! There was something strange about him at first!' She looked at the Saiya-jin Prince gritting his teeth, trying not to cry out as his pain throbbed his body. 'What's happening?'
'The Hospital'
Piccolo waited in the corner, arms crossed in meditation and waiting as Ezekiel played with his new McDonalds toy. Bulma sat with baby Trunks fussing in her lap, trying to stay occupied as the doctors looked at the two. Lucky for them, Goku had been treated there before, and they were becoming familiar with the anatomy of a Saiya-jin.
"Mr. Vegita would like to speak with you sir." A doctor in white approached, gesturing to Piccolo. "He said it's imperative that he speak with you."
Nodding, Piccolo followed the man to a bed in the emergency room. There, lay Vegita, bruised and wrapped in already bloodied gauze.
"Namek..." He called weakly from his bed, "Get over here, this is important!"
Pacing to him, Piccolo mumbled, "I thought I'd be the last person you'd want to speak with."
Vegita smirked, "Maybe, but this concerns you and your mate...and perhaps all of us." His face went grim. "Did you're mate tell you anything about what happened in the chamber?"
Piccolo shook his head. "No, she didn't." He eyed Vegita, wondering. "Why?"
"Because coming from her, it would seem that my intentions towards her today were dishonorable, and I must assure you, that is not the case." he growled. "I'd hate to dishonor myself and the last Saiya-jin female by such a thing."
Piccolo remained still, "Explain."
"While I was training today, I had the urge to raise the gravity in the chamber higher than I dared go before, and I was handling it well, however, I have a system to my training which faltered today."
"Yeah, so?"
Vegita hissed, remembering. "Something entered me, digging up past motives...and it was urging me to loose the control I had acquired these years on Earth. I fought and fought it, struggling, embracing the challenge that had suddenly arisen in me, when Mia showed up for our daily spar." Vegita lowered his gaze, trying to be eloquent about what he said next. "To her, all seemed wrong when she opened the door and stepped inside. I told her I just upped the gravity and that it was nothing, but that nagging still pulled at my memories, making me want carnage, making me want misery." He looked at the ceiling and closed his eyes. "I knew then, something was dangerously wrong. Without thinking, my hand switched the gravity higher, causing her to collapse to the ground. She was confused, and questioned me. I fought the inkling to attack her as long as I could, and told her to run, that I wasn't in control. That's when this unseen power forced me to..." he paused, staring ahead. "It forced me to resurface my Saiya-jin rage, and my tail regrew itself."
Piccolo was baffled. "How?"
"I don't know...but I know as the gravity began to lift, it was no technical error. Someone or something was controlling the circumstances."
Piccolo's glare was intense, rivaling even Vegita's best. He stared at him, silently demanding him to continue.
Vegita sat up, bearing the horrible pain that shot through the splintered bones in his mangled arms. "Namek, that is the truth! I knew my progress in the chamber was unlike me, to push myself beyond the routine of my training! Even my thinking was being altered."
Piccolo thought. "Whoever or whatever is responsible must have immense telepathic abilities." he speculated.
"Abilities enough to do the impossible." Vegita leaned forward, and let his new grown tail unravel out of his bed.
Piccolo stared a moment. "Saiya-jin regrow their tails at times of heightened emotional stress...maybe Freeza could have something to do with this?
Vegita thought as well.
"I know Freeza had some telepathic ability, but not enough to do what we're speaking of. All his power was in his muscles, nothing more."
Piccolo nodded. "And after that boy from the future visited, I'm sure he isn't coming back again. Besides, why would he possibly make that happen? He'd rather just blow the whole thing up."
"So it's agreed, possible or not, it's not Freeza." Vegita squinted his eyes. "Maybe it's some one with a grudge against Mia? Someone she knew before she came here..."
Piccolo grunted. "I find it hard to believe that Mia would have any enemies. She's to likable."
Vegita shook his head. "Namek, don't play dumb, you know who I'm referring to."
In the back of his mind, Piccolo had suspected but always shoved the suspicion aside that Krill was somehow alive. "That can't be Vegita, Krill self destructed himself to make sure he got his revenge on her!" His temper began to rage, his blood boiling, "There's no way that monster is still alive!"
Vegita sneered. "Go ahead and believe what you want, but since my memories of that fight returned, I've made a mental note to recognize a telepathic ki, and before this afternoon, had never felt one again."
Piccolo stiffened. "You felt a ki..."
Vegita smirked, satisfied that his point had been made.
"I'm finished with you Namek."
Piccolo nodded, not giving in to Vegita's command, but realizing a verbal fight would build if he stayed, and he had too much on his mind to quarrel with Vegita today. He had to speak with Mia.
He took a few steps forward, then without turning his head, he addressed him saying, "Vegita, regardless of the untrusting relationship between us, I want to thank you for leaving Mia out of it...and for protecting her today."
Perhaps it was because his mate was the last Saiya-jin female, but whatever the reason, Vegita had 'grown tolerant' of Piccolo.
Piccolo walked down the hall, following the sounds of his son who was likely with his mother. He looked in the upcoming room to see Mia, sitting on a bed with Ezekiel next to her, talking about a new PokeMon he caught on his game boy. He smiled, no one seeing. Let them enjoy a moment of peace.
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