When You Love A Lost Rose
By: May-Veggiegirl1 This is for the Nerims'. I'm not in the mood to finish the dedication. I don't own DBZ, Murphy's Law, or SmashMouth. Anyways last time in this fic, Vegeta continued his insane plague plan and managed to insure Bulma's safety. But is she really safe? Or is Vegeta just gloating in his ego again? And what'll happen when she finds out that he really wasn't sick? Answers are in, so be prepared to be compelled with suspense!
Chapter 9: Real Prophecies
Bulma was coming back to the aircar. She didn't have too much trouble at the meeting, but still wasn't in the mood for anything else today. All she wanted was to get home and relax for the rest of the day. She totally forgot about Vegeta. She got in started it up and left. She knew she was forgetting about something, but couldn't put her finger on it. Then she remembered Vegeta. She pulled the air car to a stop, and started frantically looking for him, only to find that he fell asleep. She was relieved- not only that she didn't need to worry about losing him while she was at work, but also she could have a peaceful trip home. Vegeta stretched and yawned. He was surprised; the last time he checked, the aircar wasn't moving. He jumped into the passengers' seat and scarred Bulma. Then he continued destroying the chair. While ripping the seat cushion he found a strange note:
I see you.you cannot stop me.Vegeta..
Obviously, Vegeta was freaked out. ' Who wrote this.. And how did they know I would find it?' Vegeta looked up out the window to see a bridge. But on that bridge, they were about to go under, was a man. A man with a gun. A man with a gun, pointing at them. Vegeta pointed at the top of the bridge. Bulma looked at it, and saw it. She screamed a bit, they were in shooting range. He pulled the trigger. Vegeta grabbed the wheel, spun it all the way to the right, and floored it. The man missed his shot. The aircar dove in a cornfield. They kept going until the were on the other side of the bridge, on the same road. Both of them were on a big adrenaline, so freaked out and- for a moment- terrified, that they just remained quiet. After a few minutes of that, Bulma spoke. " Yeah. my sick husband saved me. I think I'm a bit out of it today. I just want to get home in one piece.." Vegeta nodded. She didn't catch that. She just kept driving. They remained quiet and virtually motionless. But catastrophe was at its peak, yet again. Vegeta caught some fast moving object out of the corner of his eye. And it was coming in their direction.. ~*~*~*~*~* Cutting it there! Sorry! What will happen? Can Vegeta really save the day? Or is he just another victim of the super-natural? Find out in the next (hopefully) thrilling chapter!
By: May-Veggiegirl1 This is for the Nerims'. I'm not in the mood to finish the dedication. I don't own DBZ, Murphy's Law, or SmashMouth. Anyways last time in this fic, Vegeta continued his insane plague plan and managed to insure Bulma's safety. But is she really safe? Or is Vegeta just gloating in his ego again? And what'll happen when she finds out that he really wasn't sick? Answers are in, so be prepared to be compelled with suspense!
Chapter 9: Real Prophecies
Bulma was coming back to the aircar. She didn't have too much trouble at the meeting, but still wasn't in the mood for anything else today. All she wanted was to get home and relax for the rest of the day. She totally forgot about Vegeta. She got in started it up and left. She knew she was forgetting about something, but couldn't put her finger on it. Then she remembered Vegeta. She pulled the air car to a stop, and started frantically looking for him, only to find that he fell asleep. She was relieved- not only that she didn't need to worry about losing him while she was at work, but also she could have a peaceful trip home. Vegeta stretched and yawned. He was surprised; the last time he checked, the aircar wasn't moving. He jumped into the passengers' seat and scarred Bulma. Then he continued destroying the chair. While ripping the seat cushion he found a strange note:
I see you.you cannot stop me.Vegeta..
Obviously, Vegeta was freaked out. ' Who wrote this.. And how did they know I would find it?' Vegeta looked up out the window to see a bridge. But on that bridge, they were about to go under, was a man. A man with a gun. A man with a gun, pointing at them. Vegeta pointed at the top of the bridge. Bulma looked at it, and saw it. She screamed a bit, they were in shooting range. He pulled the trigger. Vegeta grabbed the wheel, spun it all the way to the right, and floored it. The man missed his shot. The aircar dove in a cornfield. They kept going until the were on the other side of the bridge, on the same road. Both of them were on a big adrenaline, so freaked out and- for a moment- terrified, that they just remained quiet. After a few minutes of that, Bulma spoke. " Yeah. my sick husband saved me. I think I'm a bit out of it today. I just want to get home in one piece.." Vegeta nodded. She didn't catch that. She just kept driving. They remained quiet and virtually motionless. But catastrophe was at its peak, yet again. Vegeta caught some fast moving object out of the corner of his eye. And it was coming in their direction.. ~*~*~*~*~* Cutting it there! Sorry! What will happen? Can Vegeta really save the day? Or is he just another victim of the super-natural? Find out in the next (hopefully) thrilling chapter!
