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Hiya everyone! Here's chapter 5, and I hope it answers a few questions about where I was going with the story...and leaves you a few more to wonder about. ;)
Chapter 5
In the quiet environment of the laboratory, Dr. Briefs double checked the computer results as Vegeta stood still, shocked. His instinct had told him that Bulma was a Saiyan, but now it was official... "There's no wishing, there's no dreaming...it's real," Vegeta said to himself.
The doctor finished checking his results and looked at Vegeta with a smile. "Everything checks out...the results have been confirmed." Dr. Briefs stood for a second, looking smugly satisfied with the technology that surrounded him. The silence that followed was palpable, so Vegeta spoke, "Human, do you know what this means?" "What," replied Dr. Briefs, "Bulma's a Saiyan..." The doctor paused to reflect on what he said, then realization blanketed his features. "Kami, my daughter! How did this happen? A Saiyan? Kami!" The doctor paced around in denial, ranting and shouting, until he looked at Vegeta. His stance was wide and his arms were crossed as his face was buried in thought. "Vegeta," Dr. Briefs said, "do you have any idea...?"
"Well," Vegeta spoke, "I have never known an instance where Saiyan blood was found, independent of our race...It doesn't happen...Saiyan blood is hereditary." "Hereditary?" The doctor considered. "Does that mean...there is Saiyan blood in my family?" The doctor brightened at the idea of being a vessel of such a strong race. "Not necessarily," Vegeta replied, "it could be in your wife's family, too..." "Oh," replied a deflated Dr. Briefs. "So, how do we tell?" Vegeta thought, then twisted his mouth in frustration, spitting out, "You are the doctor! Baka human, you can figure it out! Useless..." Vegeta trailed off. "Ah, you're right, Vegeta...How about this? I have my genetic code in the computer...I'll just pull it up..." the doctor murmured as he typed on the computer, "and compare it to yours. Now let's see..." The doctor made a series of key strokes and the screen flashed. The doctor turned around to face Vegeta. Sadly, he said, "It's not my blood..."
Vegeta turned around and paced away from the doctor. "It must be in the doctor's wife...but how is she not Saiyan?" he thought. He was interrupted when the doctor approached him and said, "Vegeta, I have an idea...you would be able to identify a Saiyan if you saw one, correct?" "Well, I used to think so...," Vegeta thought, but replied that he could. "Well," the doctor began, "why don't you browse through my wife's family tree? Surely, if Saiyan blood is hereditary, then there must have been a Saiyan in the family, don't you agree?" "That would make sense, human...we shall see. Where is this 'family tree' that you speak of?" Vegeta said. The doctor led Vegeta to a computer desk, typed a few keystrokes, and then said, "Here you go, just use the arrows to scan through the files...and call me if you find anything." Vegeta simply grunted, and the doctor turned to leave.
"Ah, stupid baka humans," muttered Vegeta, still in the same seat after an hour. "If I see another human, I swear I'll blast the damn machine and be done with it..." Vegeta pressed the arrow with impatient vengeance and glanced at the screen, preparing to destroy it. He stopped immediately, though, and looked closer. "Well, I'll be damned...," Vegeta said, and chuckled to himself. He turned to look for the doctor.
"Human!!" Vegeta bellowed. The machinery shook and the glass clinked with the volume of his voice, and the doctor came running. "Took you long enough, human," Vegeta grumbled, then spoke, "This person, in your wife's decedents, about 5 or 6 generations back... that is Whatar." "Whatar?" the doctor raised an eyebrow. "Yes...there are stories of how he was banished from Vegetasi long before I was born. It was assumed that he had died in space, but apparently, he hadn't." Dr. Briefs stared at the picture and nodded. It was apparent that the man was Saiyan. He had the same onyx hair and eyes that Vegeta had, although not quite as handsome, and in the corner of the picture, the shadow of a tail could be seen. "Well, I guess there is no dispute now...Saiyan blood results in a Saiyan."
"Human, how is it still possible? Did he not pass his Saiyan blood on, too? Were his children not also Saiyan?" "I suppose that it depends on his wife's genetic codes...perhaps her genes were dominant in their children, and in their children's children. I will do some testing, but I'm going to guess that the Saiyan genes were passed on as...uh-"
"Recessive," Vegeta supplied, understanding. "So, let's look at the facts. Bulma is Saiyan. Most likely, she got it from a recessive gene in her genetic make-up, but basically, she's like me, a Saiyan in every way, right? No half-Saiyans, or any junk like that?" "No, she's full Saiyan. Every bit as much as you are," the doctor replied, then was shocked as Vegeta gave him a genuine smile and said, "Thank you, Dr. Briefs."
Leaving the doctor baffled, Vegeta stalked out of the laboratory, his mind on much more important matters...matters with cerulean hair and aquamarine eyes and a tail the color of chocolate...Mmm, yes, he had much more important matters to see to.
There we have it. There's just one thing I'd like to attend to. I've recieved a lot of comments about my chapters being to short. Yes, I'll admit that they are short, but I'm not making them short to avoid extra writing...they're short because I, well, feel them as short, if you understand what I mean. I'm afraid if I try to lengthen them, they will start to lack in content...and I wouldn't want that, and hope you wouldn't either. So, because this is my first fanfic, please allow my chapters to be a little shorter than par...Maybe I'll change once I get the hang of it.
As always, if you'd like to be on my mailing list, please e-mail me. I'm changing the address, however. Whomever is already on the mailing list will be transfered to the new one...so e-mail me at songbird333@adelphia.net. Thanks! Hope you enjoy the story! Keep reviewing! :)
Hiya everyone! Here's chapter 5, and I hope it answers a few questions about where I was going with the story...and leaves you a few more to wonder about. ;)
Chapter 5
In the quiet environment of the laboratory, Dr. Briefs double checked the computer results as Vegeta stood still, shocked. His instinct had told him that Bulma was a Saiyan, but now it was official... "There's no wishing, there's no dreaming...it's real," Vegeta said to himself.
The doctor finished checking his results and looked at Vegeta with a smile. "Everything checks out...the results have been confirmed." Dr. Briefs stood for a second, looking smugly satisfied with the technology that surrounded him. The silence that followed was palpable, so Vegeta spoke, "Human, do you know what this means?" "What," replied Dr. Briefs, "Bulma's a Saiyan..." The doctor paused to reflect on what he said, then realization blanketed his features. "Kami, my daughter! How did this happen? A Saiyan? Kami!" The doctor paced around in denial, ranting and shouting, until he looked at Vegeta. His stance was wide and his arms were crossed as his face was buried in thought. "Vegeta," Dr. Briefs said, "do you have any idea...?"
"Well," Vegeta spoke, "I have never known an instance where Saiyan blood was found, independent of our race...It doesn't happen...Saiyan blood is hereditary." "Hereditary?" The doctor considered. "Does that mean...there is Saiyan blood in my family?" The doctor brightened at the idea of being a vessel of such a strong race. "Not necessarily," Vegeta replied, "it could be in your wife's family, too..." "Oh," replied a deflated Dr. Briefs. "So, how do we tell?" Vegeta thought, then twisted his mouth in frustration, spitting out, "You are the doctor! Baka human, you can figure it out! Useless..." Vegeta trailed off. "Ah, you're right, Vegeta...How about this? I have my genetic code in the computer...I'll just pull it up..." the doctor murmured as he typed on the computer, "and compare it to yours. Now let's see..." The doctor made a series of key strokes and the screen flashed. The doctor turned around to face Vegeta. Sadly, he said, "It's not my blood..."
Vegeta turned around and paced away from the doctor. "It must be in the doctor's wife...but how is she not Saiyan?" he thought. He was interrupted when the doctor approached him and said, "Vegeta, I have an idea...you would be able to identify a Saiyan if you saw one, correct?" "Well, I used to think so...," Vegeta thought, but replied that he could. "Well," the doctor began, "why don't you browse through my wife's family tree? Surely, if Saiyan blood is hereditary, then there must have been a Saiyan in the family, don't you agree?" "That would make sense, human...we shall see. Where is this 'family tree' that you speak of?" Vegeta said. The doctor led Vegeta to a computer desk, typed a few keystrokes, and then said, "Here you go, just use the arrows to scan through the files...and call me if you find anything." Vegeta simply grunted, and the doctor turned to leave.
"Ah, stupid baka humans," muttered Vegeta, still in the same seat after an hour. "If I see another human, I swear I'll blast the damn machine and be done with it..." Vegeta pressed the arrow with impatient vengeance and glanced at the screen, preparing to destroy it. He stopped immediately, though, and looked closer. "Well, I'll be damned...," Vegeta said, and chuckled to himself. He turned to look for the doctor.
"Human!!" Vegeta bellowed. The machinery shook and the glass clinked with the volume of his voice, and the doctor came running. "Took you long enough, human," Vegeta grumbled, then spoke, "This person, in your wife's decedents, about 5 or 6 generations back... that is Whatar." "Whatar?" the doctor raised an eyebrow. "Yes...there are stories of how he was banished from Vegetasi long before I was born. It was assumed that he had died in space, but apparently, he hadn't." Dr. Briefs stared at the picture and nodded. It was apparent that the man was Saiyan. He had the same onyx hair and eyes that Vegeta had, although not quite as handsome, and in the corner of the picture, the shadow of a tail could be seen. "Well, I guess there is no dispute now...Saiyan blood results in a Saiyan."
"Human, how is it still possible? Did he not pass his Saiyan blood on, too? Were his children not also Saiyan?" "I suppose that it depends on his wife's genetic codes...perhaps her genes were dominant in their children, and in their children's children. I will do some testing, but I'm going to guess that the Saiyan genes were passed on as...uh-"
"Recessive," Vegeta supplied, understanding. "So, let's look at the facts. Bulma is Saiyan. Most likely, she got it from a recessive gene in her genetic make-up, but basically, she's like me, a Saiyan in every way, right? No half-Saiyans, or any junk like that?" "No, she's full Saiyan. Every bit as much as you are," the doctor replied, then was shocked as Vegeta gave him a genuine smile and said, "Thank you, Dr. Briefs."
Leaving the doctor baffled, Vegeta stalked out of the laboratory, his mind on much more important matters...matters with cerulean hair and aquamarine eyes and a tail the color of chocolate...Mmm, yes, he had much more important matters to see to.
There we have it. There's just one thing I'd like to attend to. I've recieved a lot of comments about my chapters being to short. Yes, I'll admit that they are short, but I'm not making them short to avoid extra writing...they're short because I, well, feel them as short, if you understand what I mean. I'm afraid if I try to lengthen them, they will start to lack in content...and I wouldn't want that, and hope you wouldn't either. So, because this is my first fanfic, please allow my chapters to be a little shorter than par...Maybe I'll change once I get the hang of it.
As always, if you'd like to be on my mailing list, please e-mail me. I'm changing the address, however. Whomever is already on the mailing list will be transfered to the new one...so e-mail me at songbird333@adelphia.net. Thanks! Hope you enjoy the story! Keep reviewing! :)