Determination
Bulma pushed the dresser in front of her door. Her vision was blurred with tears. She walked over to the corner of her room holding the pair of scissors in her hands tightly. She sank to the floor, trying not to cry.
"Vegeta." She whimpered, raising her hands to her face. The scissors dropped from her hands as she began to tremble uncontrollably.
There was aloud cracking noise, and then the door and dresser flew across the room. Bulma let out a scream of surprise and jump to her feet. She bent forward and quickly picked up the scissors. The intruder entered her room. He was surrounded in an aura of gold. He took a step towards Bulma. She pressed herself against the wall.
"Please," she begged. "Leave me alone."
The intruder shook his head and raised his hand. A small energy ball formed in his palm. Bulma's eyes widened. He was going to kill her. Bulma looked away and shut her eyes tightly. She couldn't bear to watch, to see when he would attack her and kill her.
"Leave her alone!" a voice shouted.
Bulma's eyes shot open. She looked up in time to see her father attack the intruder with a bat. She couldn't help but smile, as she watched the old man hit the other man with the bat, twice. She knew he wouldn't have done much damage, but now she knew she wasn't alone. Everyone was trying to help her. Her mother jump onto the Intruders back and started to pound on the back of the man's head. A wave of determination swarmed through Bulma, she was not about to become a victim again. She had been through enough with the past events, she was not about to add on to them now.
She ran towards the man and stabbed him with the scissors. The man cried out in pain. He tossed Bulma's mother off his back, and swatted Bulma away from him. He grabbed the bat Bulma's father held and hit him with it, then broke the bat in half. He tore the scissors out of his shoulder. His breathing was heavy; the man let out an inhuman snarl and threw the scissors at Bulma. They missed her by an inch.
The man reached down and grabbed Bulma's mother by the neck. The older woman clawed at the man's hands as she tried to gasp for air. Bulma ran over to them and started to hit the man's arm, begging him to let her mother go. Mrs. Briefs face was going blue. She was loosing consciousness.
Suddenly a frying pan flew through the air and slammed into the side of the man's head (AN: I couldn't resist.). He dropped Bulma's mother and clutched his head.
Chichi stood in the doorway, her face full of rage. Behind her stood Goku and Krillin. Goku was trying to hold a half unconscious Vegeta up.
"You bastard!" Chichi yelled. "How dare you!"
"Uh Chichi," Goku said soothingly. "Maybe you should calm down a bit."
"Not until that guy over there is dead." She seethed in anger.
The intruder raised his hand and made an obscene gesture. Then he was gone. This only infuriated Chichi more. She slammed her fist against the wall and then let out a breath. Their was silence, then finally she raced over to her friends side.
"Bulma." She said softly, "are you alright?"
Bulma stared at the woman in front of her. Her eyes wide in surprise, just a second ago this woman was a raging inferno. Now, she was soft and gentle. Bulma managed to nod, not being able to find her voice quite yet.
"Let's get Vegeta to a hospital." Krillin blurted out as he notices the man had lost unconsciousness. "Hopefully he'll be alright."
To be continued.
Authors note:
Well there you have it. Chapter.uh...seven I think.or was it six. Hope you liked it.
Princess Geta: Don't worry, I wouldn't kill Vegeta off. This is a romance (sort of) and their hasn't been that much romance in it yet, can't have him dying yet.
Dark Bulma: lol, I think you've all pretty much guessed everyone. And I'm happy to say, that one of you guessed right. So I will be making that special chapter. (Well I guess it isn't really that special. So now you don't have to think so much) oh I'm a mean one.
Chili BB: No.
Draegon fire: Maybe, maybe not.
Kayce: was this fast enough? Ppl like you make me glad to write fan fictions. I'm very glad you like this story.
Vegeta lover: uh.k. don't worry, he isn't dead.
Jbird9000: yeah I don't think Yamcha would have gotten one hit on Vegeta. Oh well.
Bulma pushed the dresser in front of her door. Her vision was blurred with tears. She walked over to the corner of her room holding the pair of scissors in her hands tightly. She sank to the floor, trying not to cry.
"Vegeta." She whimpered, raising her hands to her face. The scissors dropped from her hands as she began to tremble uncontrollably.
There was aloud cracking noise, and then the door and dresser flew across the room. Bulma let out a scream of surprise and jump to her feet. She bent forward and quickly picked up the scissors. The intruder entered her room. He was surrounded in an aura of gold. He took a step towards Bulma. She pressed herself against the wall.
"Please," she begged. "Leave me alone."
The intruder shook his head and raised his hand. A small energy ball formed in his palm. Bulma's eyes widened. He was going to kill her. Bulma looked away and shut her eyes tightly. She couldn't bear to watch, to see when he would attack her and kill her.
"Leave her alone!" a voice shouted.
Bulma's eyes shot open. She looked up in time to see her father attack the intruder with a bat. She couldn't help but smile, as she watched the old man hit the other man with the bat, twice. She knew he wouldn't have done much damage, but now she knew she wasn't alone. Everyone was trying to help her. Her mother jump onto the Intruders back and started to pound on the back of the man's head. A wave of determination swarmed through Bulma, she was not about to become a victim again. She had been through enough with the past events, she was not about to add on to them now.
She ran towards the man and stabbed him with the scissors. The man cried out in pain. He tossed Bulma's mother off his back, and swatted Bulma away from him. He grabbed the bat Bulma's father held and hit him with it, then broke the bat in half. He tore the scissors out of his shoulder. His breathing was heavy; the man let out an inhuman snarl and threw the scissors at Bulma. They missed her by an inch.
The man reached down and grabbed Bulma's mother by the neck. The older woman clawed at the man's hands as she tried to gasp for air. Bulma ran over to them and started to hit the man's arm, begging him to let her mother go. Mrs. Briefs face was going blue. She was loosing consciousness.
Suddenly a frying pan flew through the air and slammed into the side of the man's head (AN: I couldn't resist.). He dropped Bulma's mother and clutched his head.
Chichi stood in the doorway, her face full of rage. Behind her stood Goku and Krillin. Goku was trying to hold a half unconscious Vegeta up.
"You bastard!" Chichi yelled. "How dare you!"
"Uh Chichi," Goku said soothingly. "Maybe you should calm down a bit."
"Not until that guy over there is dead." She seethed in anger.
The intruder raised his hand and made an obscene gesture. Then he was gone. This only infuriated Chichi more. She slammed her fist against the wall and then let out a breath. Their was silence, then finally she raced over to her friends side.
"Bulma." She said softly, "are you alright?"
Bulma stared at the woman in front of her. Her eyes wide in surprise, just a second ago this woman was a raging inferno. Now, she was soft and gentle. Bulma managed to nod, not being able to find her voice quite yet.
"Let's get Vegeta to a hospital." Krillin blurted out as he notices the man had lost unconsciousness. "Hopefully he'll be alright."
To be continued.
Authors note:
Well there you have it. Chapter.uh...seven I think.or was it six. Hope you liked it.
Princess Geta: Don't worry, I wouldn't kill Vegeta off. This is a romance (sort of) and their hasn't been that much romance in it yet, can't have him dying yet.
Dark Bulma: lol, I think you've all pretty much guessed everyone. And I'm happy to say, that one of you guessed right. So I will be making that special chapter. (Well I guess it isn't really that special. So now you don't have to think so much) oh I'm a mean one.
Chili BB: No.
Draegon fire: Maybe, maybe not.
Kayce: was this fast enough? Ppl like you make me glad to write fan fictions. I'm very glad you like this story.
Vegeta lover: uh.k. don't worry, he isn't dead.
Jbird9000: yeah I don't think Yamcha would have gotten one hit on Vegeta. Oh well.