Disclaimer: Sadly for me, I don't own any part of DragonballZ. So please
don't sue me.
Vegeta sat bolt upright in bed, and screamed. Bulma jumped and woke up instantly,
"Vegeta! What's wrong?" She asked him worriedly. Vegeta didn't answer; the dream had been so real; no it wasn't a dream. Freiza was there; it was a nightmare. Vegeta started to calm down but he was still shaking, it wasn't the first time he had had this dream, he had woken up many nights in sweating and shaking in fear of that demon.
Vegeta had never told Bulma what they were about but it didn't seem to matter, Bulma hugged him and told him to go back to sleep, almost if he was a small child. Vegeta heard that scream again, there was always that scream as he woke up, but it was always her that had been screaming in pain in his dream. Vegeta jumped, he really could hear that scream again. He jumped out of bed and ran to Trunk's room; the little brat was sleeping peacefully despite Vegeta's screaming. Where had that noise come from?
Several galaxies away a woman sat bolt upright in bed and screamed. She became more awake quickly but could still hear her scream echoing away. Her sharp breathing subsided; it was just a bad dream. She sniffed the air; something felt different in the room. She reached behind her and pressed the light switch instantly illuminating the room. She flinched and blinked several times; she rubbed a hand over her eyes and her eyes adjusted to the light. She ran a hand through her thick black hair.
She froze and listened carefully, there were voices, ever so quiet but they were still there. She was used to this small drone of voices even at this time at night but one was louder and coming towards her.
"She must be asleep, she was training all day.surely she will be asleep? What if she's not? No! Shut up! She'll be asleep, this'll be easy, and then he'll return.. I'll be his right-hand man. Yes, his favourite!" She gasped and quickly looked for an escape rout from her room. Ah! The window! She raised her hand and the latch undid silently she padded over the now open window and climbed out. She was grabbed from behind; her neck was being squeezed unbearably tightly. A golden half-sphere with a half- oval hollowed into it was held in front of her face. Her stomach sank, she knew what the small device was, she also knew what was holding it she could smell the cold metal; an android.
Vegeta absently ran a hand though his thick spiky black hair; he was standing by the window looking out at the stars. Where was she? He was surprised that she might be alive, he laughed slightly he could practically she her scowl at him for thinking that. Oh, it had been so long since he had seen Sophia, or Soph as he always called her.
Vegeta paused in his thoughts, could he still. it had been years and yeas since he had tried it but. Vegeta concentrated on her, he suddenly felt a huge wave of fear, adrenaline and anger wash over him. He swore loudly he looked down at his hands, they were shaking.
It was day; several nights had passed since he had experienced that awful nightmare and Soph's panic. But he couldn't get her out of his mind; he wasn't really paying full attention to what he was doing. He was trying to remember what she had looked like last time he had seen her. Her big blue eyes, her cute little babyish nose, that smile. he looked down at the piece of paper, it was a perfect resemblance to Sophia. He laughed slightly and drew a sheet of her glossy black hair hanging over her right eye; it always used to do that.
"Who's that?" Bulma asked looking over his shoulder at his drawing. Vegeta jumped, how could he not have heard her coming? He cursed himself; he had been so engrossed in his drawing that he had completely shut out everything else. Bulma picked up the drawing and looked at it,
"This is really good Vegeta, I didn't know you could draw." Bulma said looking at the young girl in the picture. "Who is it?" Bulma asked looking up at him.
"It doesn't matter." Vegeta snapped snatching the drawing off of her, he screwed it up and threw it in the bin on his way out of the room.
Meanwhile several galaxies away..
"Where is it?!" a small man demanded. She glared at the men standing before her.
"Yea, tell us or we'll kill you!" A tall, purple idiot grunted.
"Oh yes, great line of thought there! Kill me that'll get you your Dragonball! This isn't Magic you know! It requires concentration, which I cannot achieve with you all shouting at me!" She growled.
"You have one hour." The android stated coolly, casually tossing the golden half-sphere in the air repeatedly. She glared at it but turned her back on the men and walked away. She took off her white glove and licked her finger and held it to the air to tell which way the wind was blowing, she found the wind current and sighed and sat down facing it. She crossed her legs and put her glove back on, she touched the sand below her with her fingertips. She closed her eyes and concentrated, she could feel a slight energy coming from about ten meters in front of her but it was faint. She walked forwards and held her hands high, creamy white stones in her body hummed softly and the wind picked up blowing the sand in front of her away digging her a hole. The three men screamed in panic, leaving only the android calm, they had all heard of this woman's powers but had never seen them. She held out her hand and the semi-exposed Dragonball floated up to her and landed in her hand.
"Here." She replied throwing the last Dragonball to the android. "Now make your stupid wishes so I can go home." The group piled their Dragonballs on the sand a meter or so away. They all waited in silence.
"Well?" She demanded.
"I thought the dragon just appeared when you put the balls together." one of the men murmured.
"There's a spell you need to say first you morons!" She snapped.
"Then say it bitch!" One of the men shouted at her, he grabbed the golden half-sphere out of the android's hand and slotted it quickly on one cream-coloured stone on her temple. She screamed instantly and unrecognisable foreign words tumbled out of her mouth. The Dragonballs glowed and a dragon appeared; the android smacked the Half-sphere out of the man's hand where it tumbled to the floor.
"What did you do that for?" The man snapped.
"You'll kill her, it was set too high! Who knows what damage you've done to her now!" The android snapped back and knelt beside the fallen woman who was now coughing up blood on the sand. She collapsed, the android felt for a pulse on her, yes it was there, very faint but it was there.
"Bring back lord Freeza! Bring him back to his former health..and bring back everyone who served under him!" a voice shouted to the Dragon..
Vegeta sat bolt upright in bed, and screamed. Bulma jumped and woke up instantly,
"Vegeta! What's wrong?" She asked him worriedly. Vegeta didn't answer; the dream had been so real; no it wasn't a dream. Freiza was there; it was a nightmare. Vegeta started to calm down but he was still shaking, it wasn't the first time he had had this dream, he had woken up many nights in sweating and shaking in fear of that demon.
Vegeta had never told Bulma what they were about but it didn't seem to matter, Bulma hugged him and told him to go back to sleep, almost if he was a small child. Vegeta heard that scream again, there was always that scream as he woke up, but it was always her that had been screaming in pain in his dream. Vegeta jumped, he really could hear that scream again. He jumped out of bed and ran to Trunk's room; the little brat was sleeping peacefully despite Vegeta's screaming. Where had that noise come from?
Several galaxies away a woman sat bolt upright in bed and screamed. She became more awake quickly but could still hear her scream echoing away. Her sharp breathing subsided; it was just a bad dream. She sniffed the air; something felt different in the room. She reached behind her and pressed the light switch instantly illuminating the room. She flinched and blinked several times; she rubbed a hand over her eyes and her eyes adjusted to the light. She ran a hand through her thick black hair.
She froze and listened carefully, there were voices, ever so quiet but they were still there. She was used to this small drone of voices even at this time at night but one was louder and coming towards her.
"She must be asleep, she was training all day.surely she will be asleep? What if she's not? No! Shut up! She'll be asleep, this'll be easy, and then he'll return.. I'll be his right-hand man. Yes, his favourite!" She gasped and quickly looked for an escape rout from her room. Ah! The window! She raised her hand and the latch undid silently she padded over the now open window and climbed out. She was grabbed from behind; her neck was being squeezed unbearably tightly. A golden half-sphere with a half- oval hollowed into it was held in front of her face. Her stomach sank, she knew what the small device was, she also knew what was holding it she could smell the cold metal; an android.
Vegeta absently ran a hand though his thick spiky black hair; he was standing by the window looking out at the stars. Where was she? He was surprised that she might be alive, he laughed slightly he could practically she her scowl at him for thinking that. Oh, it had been so long since he had seen Sophia, or Soph as he always called her.
Vegeta paused in his thoughts, could he still. it had been years and yeas since he had tried it but. Vegeta concentrated on her, he suddenly felt a huge wave of fear, adrenaline and anger wash over him. He swore loudly he looked down at his hands, they were shaking.
It was day; several nights had passed since he had experienced that awful nightmare and Soph's panic. But he couldn't get her out of his mind; he wasn't really paying full attention to what he was doing. He was trying to remember what she had looked like last time he had seen her. Her big blue eyes, her cute little babyish nose, that smile. he looked down at the piece of paper, it was a perfect resemblance to Sophia. He laughed slightly and drew a sheet of her glossy black hair hanging over her right eye; it always used to do that.
"Who's that?" Bulma asked looking over his shoulder at his drawing. Vegeta jumped, how could he not have heard her coming? He cursed himself; he had been so engrossed in his drawing that he had completely shut out everything else. Bulma picked up the drawing and looked at it,
"This is really good Vegeta, I didn't know you could draw." Bulma said looking at the young girl in the picture. "Who is it?" Bulma asked looking up at him.
"It doesn't matter." Vegeta snapped snatching the drawing off of her, he screwed it up and threw it in the bin on his way out of the room.
Meanwhile several galaxies away..
"Where is it?!" a small man demanded. She glared at the men standing before her.
"Yea, tell us or we'll kill you!" A tall, purple idiot grunted.
"Oh yes, great line of thought there! Kill me that'll get you your Dragonball! This isn't Magic you know! It requires concentration, which I cannot achieve with you all shouting at me!" She growled.
"You have one hour." The android stated coolly, casually tossing the golden half-sphere in the air repeatedly. She glared at it but turned her back on the men and walked away. She took off her white glove and licked her finger and held it to the air to tell which way the wind was blowing, she found the wind current and sighed and sat down facing it. She crossed her legs and put her glove back on, she touched the sand below her with her fingertips. She closed her eyes and concentrated, she could feel a slight energy coming from about ten meters in front of her but it was faint. She walked forwards and held her hands high, creamy white stones in her body hummed softly and the wind picked up blowing the sand in front of her away digging her a hole. The three men screamed in panic, leaving only the android calm, they had all heard of this woman's powers but had never seen them. She held out her hand and the semi-exposed Dragonball floated up to her and landed in her hand.
"Here." She replied throwing the last Dragonball to the android. "Now make your stupid wishes so I can go home." The group piled their Dragonballs on the sand a meter or so away. They all waited in silence.
"Well?" She demanded.
"I thought the dragon just appeared when you put the balls together." one of the men murmured.
"There's a spell you need to say first you morons!" She snapped.
"Then say it bitch!" One of the men shouted at her, he grabbed the golden half-sphere out of the android's hand and slotted it quickly on one cream-coloured stone on her temple. She screamed instantly and unrecognisable foreign words tumbled out of her mouth. The Dragonballs glowed and a dragon appeared; the android smacked the Half-sphere out of the man's hand where it tumbled to the floor.
"What did you do that for?" The man snapped.
"You'll kill her, it was set too high! Who knows what damage you've done to her now!" The android snapped back and knelt beside the fallen woman who was now coughing up blood on the sand. She collapsed, the android felt for a pulse on her, yes it was there, very faint but it was there.
"Bring back lord Freeza! Bring him back to his former health..and bring back everyone who served under him!" a voice shouted to the Dragon..