Hello people!
I wanted to say thank you to my two reviewers, Sailor Water Dragon and Star
Goddess. Today was my birthday and it really made my day. (The stares I
got.)
Anyway, on to the story.
Vegeta's Diary
Chapter 2
I heard his evil laughter as he exited. The doors closed. Then they opened. He's coming back!
"My prince!!!" A familiar voice cried. Nappa?
/Flashback/
".everyone, but you, your bodyguard,." (Freeza)
/End of flashback/
Nappa. My thought drifted to a million things as it went blank.
---------A little while later, I presumed.---------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------
I felt gigantic arms holding me, firmly, but gently.
" No, he cannot have a regen tank." Freeza's voice stated.
"But he'll die! He's only a boy! He's only seven!" Nappa's voice. It came from somewhere up. He was the one holding me.
My breathing was heavy. I felt that my tail was limply dropped, pointing to the ground.
We were moving. The doors closed behind us and Nappa sighed. He continued walking until we turned right.
"Hi! Oh my Guldo, what happened to him?"
"Freeza." The reply was almost like a snarl. "And he won't let him have a regeneration tank."
"WHAT?!?!"
That voice was so familiar. But from where?
"Wait. What's a regen, regen- "
"Regeneration tank." Trunks finished.
"Yeah, that."
"You know those box thingies in the medical wing?"
"Uhha. You put dad or most of the time dad puts you in them when you're hurt." Trunks gave his sister a death glare.
"Those are the regeneration tanks." She just smiled back innocently.
I don't know what happened next, I left conciseness behind again. But when I woke up my body was healed and I was on a couch, big blankets atop me. It was a pretty broke down house, but someone has been recently trying to make it look better. If that was possible.
"About time you woke up. I was starting to get worried." A male voice called from the door. But it wasn't Nappa's.
He had long black hair reaching down to his ankles, with ends that split apart from the rest. He had a bowl in his hands. He looked to be about 15.
"You're lucky I was left alive. I don't think anyone else could have healed you."
"Where am I?"
"The place we will call home the rest of our lives." He had a saiyan guard on. Was he the other survivor?
"Where is Nappa?"
"He went to get our clothes, things etc." He sat down on the couch next to me (but facing). I noticed I had no shirt on; a big bandage was wrapped around my chest. He unwrapped it, and put some of the ointment on the wound. I decided to word my thought.
"Do I know you from somewhere?"
"You know Bardock?"
"Of course. What kind of prince would I be if I didn't know my own kind's greatest inventor plus who works in my 'own' palace?" The end made my heart wrench.
He chuckled. "I'm his son." My eyes widened.
"You? You are the famous doctor?"
"Yep. The one and only." He pulled himself out.
Something dropped in the hallway. Heavy, slow steps could be heard. Than Nappa fell in the door.
"Well, the page ends here." Trunks stated. Bra rolled her eyes.
"What is taking you guys so long?"
"Yeah, did you guys choke on the dust or something?" Gohan, Goten and Pan entered.
"Nope. We got stuck here." Trunks smiled.
"Yep. We found treasure." Bra smiled as well.
"And what kind of treasure would that be?" Goten asked.
The two siblings looked at each other. A mischievous glint appeared in their eyes.
"Dad's diary!!!" They said in union.
"What? No way!" Pan exclaimed.
"Vegeta? No way he would write a diary!" Gohan said.
"But it's right here!" Bra shouted at them. She gave the diary to Gohan who stood in the middle of the three. He took it and quickly read it with the other two.
"Man it IS his diary!" Goten cried.
"Raddits was a doctor?" Gohan asked himself. They all as if on cue sat down.
"Well, turn the page and read out loud, will ya?" Bra said to Gohan.
"Yeah. Curiosity is killing us!" Trunks spoke up this time.
Gohan just smiled as he began the next page.
So what do you think? Should I keep on writing?
Vegeta's Diary
Chapter 2
I heard his evil laughter as he exited. The doors closed. Then they opened. He's coming back!
"My prince!!!" A familiar voice cried. Nappa?
/Flashback/
".everyone, but you, your bodyguard,." (Freeza)
/End of flashback/
Nappa. My thought drifted to a million things as it went blank.
---------A little while later, I presumed.---------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------
I felt gigantic arms holding me, firmly, but gently.
" No, he cannot have a regen tank." Freeza's voice stated.
"But he'll die! He's only a boy! He's only seven!" Nappa's voice. It came from somewhere up. He was the one holding me.
My breathing was heavy. I felt that my tail was limply dropped, pointing to the ground.
We were moving. The doors closed behind us and Nappa sighed. He continued walking until we turned right.
"Hi! Oh my Guldo, what happened to him?"
"Freeza." The reply was almost like a snarl. "And he won't let him have a regeneration tank."
"WHAT?!?!"
That voice was so familiar. But from where?
"Wait. What's a regen, regen- "
"Regeneration tank." Trunks finished.
"Yeah, that."
"You know those box thingies in the medical wing?"
"Uhha. You put dad or most of the time dad puts you in them when you're hurt." Trunks gave his sister a death glare.
"Those are the regeneration tanks." She just smiled back innocently.
I don't know what happened next, I left conciseness behind again. But when I woke up my body was healed and I was on a couch, big blankets atop me. It was a pretty broke down house, but someone has been recently trying to make it look better. If that was possible.
"About time you woke up. I was starting to get worried." A male voice called from the door. But it wasn't Nappa's.
He had long black hair reaching down to his ankles, with ends that split apart from the rest. He had a bowl in his hands. He looked to be about 15.
"You're lucky I was left alive. I don't think anyone else could have healed you."
"Where am I?"
"The place we will call home the rest of our lives." He had a saiyan guard on. Was he the other survivor?
"Where is Nappa?"
"He went to get our clothes, things etc." He sat down on the couch next to me (but facing). I noticed I had no shirt on; a big bandage was wrapped around my chest. He unwrapped it, and put some of the ointment on the wound. I decided to word my thought.
"Do I know you from somewhere?"
"You know Bardock?"
"Of course. What kind of prince would I be if I didn't know my own kind's greatest inventor plus who works in my 'own' palace?" The end made my heart wrench.
He chuckled. "I'm his son." My eyes widened.
"You? You are the famous doctor?"
"Yep. The one and only." He pulled himself out.
Something dropped in the hallway. Heavy, slow steps could be heard. Than Nappa fell in the door.
"Well, the page ends here." Trunks stated. Bra rolled her eyes.
"What is taking you guys so long?"
"Yeah, did you guys choke on the dust or something?" Gohan, Goten and Pan entered.
"Nope. We got stuck here." Trunks smiled.
"Yep. We found treasure." Bra smiled as well.
"And what kind of treasure would that be?" Goten asked.
The two siblings looked at each other. A mischievous glint appeared in their eyes.
"Dad's diary!!!" They said in union.
"What? No way!" Pan exclaimed.
"Vegeta? No way he would write a diary!" Gohan said.
"But it's right here!" Bra shouted at them. She gave the diary to Gohan who stood in the middle of the three. He took it and quickly read it with the other two.
"Man it IS his diary!" Goten cried.
"Raddits was a doctor?" Gohan asked himself. They all as if on cue sat down.
"Well, turn the page and read out loud, will ya?" Bra said to Gohan.
"Yeah. Curiosity is killing us!" Trunks spoke up this time.
Gohan just smiled as he began the next page.
So what do you think? Should I keep on writing?