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CHAPTER 5
Trunks was through waiting. The break had been long enough. He stood up and moved toward the trap door. Goku looked up at Trunks.
"Where are you going?"
"To get my mother."
Vegeta stood up, "Finally, the boy gets smart."
"What about Piccolo?" Goku asked.
Vegeta sneered, "Like he could even help."
Goku shrugged and elbowed the sleeping Goten. Goten woke up with a start, and then realized where he was. He began jumping up and down.
"We're going? WE'RE GOING!"
"Not with your mouth open. I say we tape his mouth shut." Vegeta sneered.
Goten stuck out his tongue and then ran in front of Trunks and ripped off the door. Trunks slapped his head, wondering why Goten hadn't been killed long ago. Goten hopped into the room, ready for a fight. And, he was greeted with one. He was powered up to Super Saiyan before Trunks could get through the door.
"HEY, Goten-chan, leave some for us!"
Goten laughed, "If you can't keep up...then maybe your should go home!"
Trunks flared into Super Saiyan and began fighting off the goons. His father was five feet ahead of him, and there were ten soldiers laying on the floor. Goku was taking his time, staying Super Saiyan, and easily blocking every blow sent his way. Vegeta sneered.
"I was looking for a good fight. All I get is this? Hah!"
Vegeta opened his mouth to say more, but a big fuzzy green being punched him in the face. The soldiers were still flooding the room. Vegeta, enraged by the punch, powered up to SS 2. He looked down, condescendingly, on the being.
"So, Gurglon, do you think you can beat me?"
The Gurglon laughed. "I'm not going to beat you, I'm going to crush you!"
Vegeta smirked and began to toy with the being. The being didn't seem to mind beating around the bush. He just blocked every move, not taking any opportunities to hit Vegeta. Vegeta, enraged even more by the disrespect, let his temper get the best of him. "So what's your name fuzzy?"
The Gurglon punched Vegeta's stomach, making his hair turn black, "Veter, and don't you forget it, weakling."
Vegeta slumped to the floor. Trunks looked over where his father was laying. Veter was about to stomp on his head, when Goku punched him, sending him flying. Goku was SS 3 and was ready for the fight. Veter smiled.
"Now this, this is a fight."
Goku smiled back, "Bring it."
They were both toying with each other, but Goku was getting bored as the minutes passed, and he didn't want the boys to get worn out. He began fighting vigorously, and soon began sweating. The Gurglon was sweating, but not as profusely as Goku. Goku finally let his guard down, and was punched again and again until he , too, was knocked out. Trunks and Goten knew that they wouldn't have a chance if they didn't fuse. They fused and then flared up to SS 3.
They smirked at the surprised look on the Gurglon. He obviously didn't know they could fuse. Gotenks became his haughty self.
"So, you thought that you could get away? You're not so lucky."
Veter laughed at their immaturity and sent a ki blast their way. Gotenks held up his hands to shield it, but was overwhelmed by it. He cried out as it hit him against the wall. He was still conscious, but the pain was so intense, he couldn't stay at SS 3. Soon, he was no longer Super and Veter stood over him, laughing. The last thing he saw was the back of Veter's green fuzzy hand.
***author's note: O.O stronger than Goku at SS3. My goodness, do they have problems.***
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Veter smiled at the four unconscious Saiyans. He didn't know Saiyans were that powerful, but they were still no match. At least not until they changed into the long haired person. That scared Veter. If he didn't have his mechanical hand, he would've been in trouble. But Veter made sure that rarely happened. Now, though, he had a mess to clean up.
He pointed to the guards still standing. "Take these Saiyans down to the Infirmary. Let's let Katoria-san deal with them."
Veter laughed to himself. Katoria, even though human, was really tough. Jan seemed to like her, but he had no taste in Earth women. They all disgusted him, what with the hair instead of fuzz. The way they nagged. Or whined, which was the worse. Veter almost got the shivers from whining, that's why he took pleasure in beating the blue haired Earthling. Her weakness sickened him.
Veter strutted down the hallways, humming to himself. He couldn't wait to get his arm updated. He'd be unstoppable then, and Jan would be out of his way. He would become leader, not that snob Jan. Then, he would make this force more stronger. He could smell their weakness from miles away. They made him as sick as Saiyans and Earthlings. He hated Saiyans more than Earthlings, though. Who wouldn't?
They blew up, not only, his home, and so many others. All that pain and suffering he had endured, but he showed those Saiyans. Some slipped through his fingers, but he crushed any Saiyans he could find. These few he would've loved to crush, but he knew they would be tortured if he sent them to Katoria. Crushing them was all too easy. He decided to let Katoria have some fun, this time.
He turned down to the flight that led to his quarters. All of that fighting tired him out. He not only needed rest, but need Kuji. Kuji was the shot they had created to heal all physical problems. I bet the blue haired being wants one of these, he thought. Too bad the Saiyans were going to get shots tested out on them. They might even get Katoria's 'specialty'. Veter smiled to himself as he opened his quarter's door. The Gurglon women were all hiding in the corner, but he would just have to help them not be so shy. Veter rubbed his hands.
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Katoria smiled grimly. "Good, new playmates. I promise to be mean. Thanx."
The guards nodded and anxiously left. Her torture tools were hanging up along the walls, but she didn't plan to use them on these boys, oh no. She was going to get them out of here if it was the last thing she did. She knew that they were Saiyan, and that they might be the only ones to stop Jan's horrible reign. She pulled back her hair, but it was so thick that she couldn't get it all in one hand.
She wondered how she could sneak out two grown men and a weird looking boy. She could...no that wouldn't work...what if she....no, that'd never work.....I KNOW, she thought! She would carry them one by one into the ventilation system. If someone came in, though....they'd throw the 'dead' Saiyans into the incinerator. Well, she thought, I'd better get a move on it. She lifted up the man with pointy hair, and waddled over to the vent, taking five minutes to get to the next room.
My goodness, she thought, these Saiyans are heavy. She dropped the Saiyan and flew up to the vent and knocked it out. She descended to the floor and picked up the Saiyan. She flew up the vent, twisting and turning with it until she reached the top. When she was up there, she knocked away the vent and rocks with one hand, almost dropping the man. She quickly grabbed him and threw him out of the vent, hoping that he was okay.
She flew back down, ready to get the next man. It was taking her ten minutes to get the men out of here, so she should be done in about half an hour. This was no easy work, especially when the men stinked. She guessed it was from the fight, but their sweat was quite disgusting. It seemed to be all over her. Either that, or she was sweating profusely just from carrying these men. She quite doubted that.
She went into the next room, glad to see the man and boy were still there. She better get the man up, he was probably more powerful than the boy. She dragged him by his feet. It only was hard for her to throw him out of the vent when she reached the top. She almost ended up flying out herself. When she heard a thud, she flew down the vent, almost exhausted. She was glad there was only one boy left. The boy was quite weird, though. She'd never seen anyone with black and purple hair. He was kind of cute.
She flew into the next room and gasped. There were TWO boys lying on the floor! How could this be, she thought. Were they two new people? What had happened to the other boy? She thought it through, and decided that these boys must've fused. After all, she had heard the soldiers talk of it. Some of them could do it, why not these boys? She sighed. Great, she thought, more work. Her long hair was sticking to her back and legs. It was itching her worse than anything!
She lifted up the black haired one. He was almost as heavy as the men, and she struggled picking up. He groaned, but didn't wake, when she dropped him half way through the ventilation system. She went back down and picked him up, furious that she dropped him. She flew him to the top, and then threw him up with the other two. She hoped that he didn't land on any rocks, or in any thorn bushes.
She descended back down the vent. She hated going up and down. Too bad she wasn't stronger, maybe like these men. They had gone farther than any other person had. They might even stand a chance against Veter....at least she hoped so. Then maybe she would be able to sleep at night. The very thought of that Gurglon gave her the chills. The only reason she was alive is that she never whined, never. At least not in his presence.
She flew into the other room, but quickly landed when she saw the door open. A guard stepped through the door. "Katoria-san, do you need help?"
Katoria smiled and swept back her long hair. "Actually, I do need some help."
The guard smiled. "Can I do anything for you?"
"Could you pick up this scum and set him in the 'chair'."
The guard's face turned white and he nodded. Fortunately, the 'chair' was closer to the vent, which meant less work. The guard hauled up the boy and set him in the chair. He began to strap him down, but Katoria shook her head. "That's not necessary. I just want to inject something."
The guard gulped and ran out of the room, terrified. Katoria almost laughed, but instead picked up the purple haired boy, who was very cute, and went up through the vent. When she reached the top, she didn't throw him, instead went up with him. She was terrified and almost dropped the boy when a hand grabbed her throat from behind. The grip loosened when whoever had her saw she carried one of his friends. She turned around, anger rising in her eyes. She was starring face to face with a smirking Namek. "You BAKA! I almost dropped him."
She gave him such a glare, that it made Piccolo look away. It even put Trunks' looks seem like nothing. Piccolo shifted, feeling very uncomfortable.
"I suggest," she said, changing her deadly glare into a softer look, "That you find us some way to get out of here."
Piccolo smirked. "I guess someone's got to save you pitiful people."
"I'm Katoria, but you can call me Kat."
Piccolo frowned. "I'm Piccolo, and don't ask any questions."
"Alright, Namek."
Piccolo pulled a capsule out of Trunks' front pocket. She felt like a fool, not checking the jacket of the boy that had a Capsule Corp logo. She frowned and almost dropped the purple haired boy when she heard a crash. The Namek seemed to be filling the vent with rocks.
"YOU BAKA!" Katoria almost went ballistic, "We HAD not been noticed."
"Afraid you're wrong. One of the guards came to check on you."
"Are we going to use the capsule, or what?"
Piccolo pushed the button and threw it. Luckily, they had a car, but unfortunately, there were only three seats. Kat smiled.
"I'm in the car. You're carrying one of the Saiyans."
Piccolo nodded, turned around and picked up the black haired boy. Kat walked over to the back door and opened it, balancing him in one hand. She threw him in, then sat him up. Next, she yanked up the pointy shaped hair Saiyan. She threw him back there, and had a harder time sitting him up. When she was done, she slammed the door, and then opened the front door before grabbing the last one.
She walked over to the other side and opened up the door. "Ready to go when you are, Namek."
"I have a name."
"Okay, Piccolo-san. Let's go."
Piccolo frowned and took off into the sky.
"Whoa, Whoa. Slow down there. I'm in a car, not a helicopter." Kat cried.
Piccolo rolled his eyes and waited for her to catch up with him. This woman was going to slow them considerably. But, at least she could take the three Saiyans with her. Piccolo focused on making sure he could keep the woman in sight and hold onto Goten at the same time. Piccolo wondered if he'd be able to carry Goten all the way. He was still weak from the blow to his stomach. Sometimes Vegeta could be such a jerk.
Piccolo didn't know how, but he got through the half hour. He only hit two trees before getting to the city. Many of the teenagers seemed to honk at Kat, and he didn't wonder why. She was so gorgeous that she put Bulma and 18's looks to shame. She was the prettiest Earthling. There was intelligence behind those eyes, too. Her dark brown eyes seemed to be filled with it, and there was also a fire there. But what was she so set on? No one had ever puzzled Piccolo like this.
They made it to Capsule Corporation in good time. Piccolo had signaled for her to park at the Corporation. She got out of the car, pulled back her unruly hair and then slammed her door. She opened Goku's door (the passenger door) and pulled him out. Holding him under his arms and dragging his feet along. She pulled him into the doors right after Piccolo came in. The guard had informed them that ChiChi was on the way.
Kat wondered who she was. Probably the mother or wife to the people. She had dragged Goku to the elevator and was waiting for it to come down (it was stopped on level 3). She was already getting tired. "Guard, there are two more in the blue Capsule Corporation car outside."
The guard nodded and ran out the door to get the two Saiyans left. The elevator dinged and Kat was prepared to get on it when she saw a woman come out of the elevator. The woman had more of a compassionate face, not quite beautiful. The dark haired one cried out at the sight of the man and boy they were carrying. She raced over to the boy first, then over to the man.
"What happened?" She cried out, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Don't worry, they're okay. They just got knocked out."
The woman's face turned to look at her. "Who are you and how do you know?"
"I work at the place they were defeated in."
"No, no. Goku-san doesn't get defeated."
Kat frowned, agitated by the woman. "Well obviously, this 'Goku-san' does."
ChiChi frowned back at her, then went back to looking over the boy for bruises, who Piccolo was trying to carry onto the elevator. She laughed and carried on her person and hit the 'close doors' button, just as Piccolo got inside, shutting out the woman. Piccolo let out a breath of air.
"Thanks."
Kat shook her head. "Wow, who's she?"
"She is ChiChi-san, mother and wife of these two. She likes to nag a lot."
"Yeah, I could tell."
The rest of the ride was quiet. There really wasn't anything to discuss. When the doors opened on the fifth floor, Piccolo got out first.
"I want you to put Goku-san in the first room, I'll take Goten-chan in the next."
Kat silently memorized their names. She would probably end up wanting to know their names. She dragged Goku into the room and threw him on the bed. She shoved him up to the top of the bed and then put his feet up on the bed. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and sat in a corner chair. On schedule, ChiChi bustled in and made sure she checked Goku over. She quickly left and knew she was checking over her son, Goten.
Also, the guard came out of the elevator, carrying the purple haired boy. She decided that ChiChi would take care of Goku and Goten. She would just have to take care of the boy. Kat was sure Piccolo could take care of the man. She followed the man and helped him put the boy in his bed. "Excuse me, what's his name?"
"Oh. His name is Trunks-chan."
Kat nodded, then sat down and prepared for a long wait. The boy looked so helpless when he slept, and she was soon bored. The guard came back in after carrying who he called 'Vegeta-san'. "Guard, could you do something for me?"
The guard nodded. "Could you bring me a book by Brooks, Terry-san?"
The guard nodded again. "Thank you."
He left the room and then Piccolo came in. "I see you're going to watch him."
She nodded, and then watched the Namek until he left. She guessed he was checking on Vegeta, seeing as he went in that direction. Kat really didn't want to do this, but there was nothing better to do. She would just have to read. She couldn't sleep, then she wouldn't be watching. She really couldn't eat, either. Oh well, she thought. At least I don't have to be anywhere near that Gurglon.
