Chapter 12: Warfare
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the following characters, except Celeste. She's © me.
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Vegeta strolled at a leisurely pace through the woods, the darkness not hindering his sight in any way at
all. He needed time to think about what had been going on lately, mainly Celeste. Even though she had
been staying with them so long now, Vegeta still couldn't shake the feeling that Celeste was something to
be feared. Bulma seemed slightly attached to her, as did Trunks, but Vegeta detached himself every time
he felt the slightest pang of anything other than suspicion towards her.
It would be (WILL be, he corrected himself) dangerous for them to get any closer to her, but what could
he do? ::I can't kick her out, she doesn't have anywhere to go.:: He thought, lapsing into a moment of
kindness. ::Wait, it wouldn't be my problem if she had no where to stay. It'd be hers.:: Vegeta smiled
inwardly. ::Yes. When the sun rises, the girl goes.::
~*~
Celeste walked silently, following Vegeta. She had woken up in Trunks's bed and was unable to get back
to sleep. Trunks seemed to have been having a nightmare, as his face was twisted into what seemed to be
fear and he kept moving around. But as soon as Celeste had gotten up and moved away from him, he
calmed down. She had taken a pair of jeans from his closet and slipped them on then gone out for a walk,
only to run into Vegeta, who had had the same idea. He apparently didn't know she was following him
through the shadows, watching him in silence. She wondered what was crossing his mind, as hers
relinquished only the usual turmoil with a few select thoughts.
::.wouldn't be my problem..:: Celeste paused. Where had that come from? The thought wasn't hers, so
then..
::When the sun rises.::
Vegeta?
::The girl goes.:: Oh Kami, he was thinking about her! She could hear his thoughts as clearly as if he had
spoke them out loud, but no, he had said nothing, and as far as she knew, he was unaware of her presence.
Was he planning to get rid of her? It sure as hell sounded like it. How could he? She had no where to stay,
no money, nothing. ::But this is Vegeta. What would he care? That stonehearted bastard.:: Celeste
thought, positively furious.
But maybe she could convince him otherwise. Not with words of course. Celeste raised her hand, palm
up, and clenched it into a fist. He doesn't listen to words. But pain, everyone listens to pain. Only
problem was that she might not be strong enough to change his decision.
Could she really do this? They had taken her in, even though they knew nothing about her, and she could
offer no explanation to quench their string of questions. If she did win the oncoming battle, they might
kick her out anyway.
But if she didn't. She'd have no where to go. ::I lose either way. Any path I take, I get lost. No way out
of these woods, not this time.:: Celeste felt her knees get a little weak. She stopped the trembling in her
legs and stood tall.
Might as well go out with a bang.
~*~
Vegeta and doubled back after reaching the clearing and was heading back towards the house, with dawn
arriving in a mere half hour. He needed a bit more sleep, as he planned to start training again just after 7
am. He had been forgetting to train with all the excitement. They needed to put an end to that scientist
Trunks had talked about, but how could they do that if they weren't strong enough? ::Kami, This is all
that stupid little girl's fault.:: Vegeta thought. ::If she hadn't come here.:: His thoughts were interrupted
by a rustling in the bushes. A familiar feeing flashed through his mind, telling him who it was that hid
there.
"Ah, good. You're here Get out where I can see you, I've got something to say." Vegeta sneered. Celeste
stepped slowly from the shadows of the brush and into the fading moonlight, wings folded loosely against
her back, eyes squinted and glaring.
"I already know what you're going to tell me, you heartless fuck. And I'm not leaving. I've got no where
to go." She whispered, just loud enough for Vegeta to hear. He merely laughed.
"You think you can oppose me? Feh. Think again." He turned around and started walking again. "You
will leave, regardless." Celeste felt the anger rush through her and clenched her hands into fists, and
gritted her teeth. Her whole body shuddered, and she lashed out with her fists at a tree. The thick trunk of
the cedar snapped and the upper half fell back, smashing into another tree. Vegeta glanced back over his
shoulder, pausing for a second. He smirked and looked forward again, noticing the red and gold hues that
dyed the sky. Dawn had come.
"Leave." He said and rose through the air, taking off. ::No!:: Celeste screamed inside her head. ::No! I'm
supposed to fight him, and win! Then I can stay! No! Come back!::
"Bastard!" She yelled, and rocketed up after him.
~*~
Trunks hovered above the treetops, scanning the landscape. Dawn had broken, making it all that much
easier. He swiveled left, and a figure caught his eyes.
The hair was a dead giveaway. Vegeta was flying towards home, a distance away from Trunks. His speed
was leisurely. Suddenly a second figure shot up at a 45 degree angle out of the trees. The wings on it's
back flapped madly, in an attempt to catch up with Vegeta. Vegeta, in turn, quickly rotated, and caught
the other figure's fist as it flew up the his face.
Only now Trunks realized it was Celeste who was attacking Vegeta.
"Oh, shit."
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My apologies for the delay and the unusual shortness of this chapter. I am in need of time to think. Having recently joined Deviantart.com, I am also feeling an urge to produce for art along with updating my fan fiction. I'm currently playing with 2 or 3 plot lines, and am not quite sure which one to follow through with. Ah well, not really your problem now is it? Not unless you spend your days waiting for me to update, whether it be my art or writing. Must go now.
- Siphyis Pendragon Deviantart sign-in name available upon request. (Q: Why did I not put it up here? A: I don't want you to feel obligated to look at my art.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the following characters, except Celeste. She's © me.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~
Vegeta strolled at a leisurely pace through the woods, the darkness not hindering his sight in any way at
all. He needed time to think about what had been going on lately, mainly Celeste. Even though she had
been staying with them so long now, Vegeta still couldn't shake the feeling that Celeste was something to
be feared. Bulma seemed slightly attached to her, as did Trunks, but Vegeta detached himself every time
he felt the slightest pang of anything other than suspicion towards her.
It would be (WILL be, he corrected himself) dangerous for them to get any closer to her, but what could
he do? ::I can't kick her out, she doesn't have anywhere to go.:: He thought, lapsing into a moment of
kindness. ::Wait, it wouldn't be my problem if she had no where to stay. It'd be hers.:: Vegeta smiled
inwardly. ::Yes. When the sun rises, the girl goes.::
~*~
Celeste walked silently, following Vegeta. She had woken up in Trunks's bed and was unable to get back
to sleep. Trunks seemed to have been having a nightmare, as his face was twisted into what seemed to be
fear and he kept moving around. But as soon as Celeste had gotten up and moved away from him, he
calmed down. She had taken a pair of jeans from his closet and slipped them on then gone out for a walk,
only to run into Vegeta, who had had the same idea. He apparently didn't know she was following him
through the shadows, watching him in silence. She wondered what was crossing his mind, as hers
relinquished only the usual turmoil with a few select thoughts.
::.wouldn't be my problem..:: Celeste paused. Where had that come from? The thought wasn't hers, so
then..
::When the sun rises.::
Vegeta?
::The girl goes.:: Oh Kami, he was thinking about her! She could hear his thoughts as clearly as if he had
spoke them out loud, but no, he had said nothing, and as far as she knew, he was unaware of her presence.
Was he planning to get rid of her? It sure as hell sounded like it. How could he? She had no where to stay,
no money, nothing. ::But this is Vegeta. What would he care? That stonehearted bastard.:: Celeste
thought, positively furious.
But maybe she could convince him otherwise. Not with words of course. Celeste raised her hand, palm
up, and clenched it into a fist. He doesn't listen to words. But pain, everyone listens to pain. Only
problem was that she might not be strong enough to change his decision.
Could she really do this? They had taken her in, even though they knew nothing about her, and she could
offer no explanation to quench their string of questions. If she did win the oncoming battle, they might
kick her out anyway.
But if she didn't. She'd have no where to go. ::I lose either way. Any path I take, I get lost. No way out
of these woods, not this time.:: Celeste felt her knees get a little weak. She stopped the trembling in her
legs and stood tall.
Might as well go out with a bang.
~*~
Vegeta and doubled back after reaching the clearing and was heading back towards the house, with dawn
arriving in a mere half hour. He needed a bit more sleep, as he planned to start training again just after 7
am. He had been forgetting to train with all the excitement. They needed to put an end to that scientist
Trunks had talked about, but how could they do that if they weren't strong enough? ::Kami, This is all
that stupid little girl's fault.:: Vegeta thought. ::If she hadn't come here.:: His thoughts were interrupted
by a rustling in the bushes. A familiar feeing flashed through his mind, telling him who it was that hid
there.
"Ah, good. You're here Get out where I can see you, I've got something to say." Vegeta sneered. Celeste
stepped slowly from the shadows of the brush and into the fading moonlight, wings folded loosely against
her back, eyes squinted and glaring.
"I already know what you're going to tell me, you heartless fuck. And I'm not leaving. I've got no where
to go." She whispered, just loud enough for Vegeta to hear. He merely laughed.
"You think you can oppose me? Feh. Think again." He turned around and started walking again. "You
will leave, regardless." Celeste felt the anger rush through her and clenched her hands into fists, and
gritted her teeth. Her whole body shuddered, and she lashed out with her fists at a tree. The thick trunk of
the cedar snapped and the upper half fell back, smashing into another tree. Vegeta glanced back over his
shoulder, pausing for a second. He smirked and looked forward again, noticing the red and gold hues that
dyed the sky. Dawn had come.
"Leave." He said and rose through the air, taking off. ::No!:: Celeste screamed inside her head. ::No! I'm
supposed to fight him, and win! Then I can stay! No! Come back!::
"Bastard!" She yelled, and rocketed up after him.
~*~
Trunks hovered above the treetops, scanning the landscape. Dawn had broken, making it all that much
easier. He swiveled left, and a figure caught his eyes.
The hair was a dead giveaway. Vegeta was flying towards home, a distance away from Trunks. His speed
was leisurely. Suddenly a second figure shot up at a 45 degree angle out of the trees. The wings on it's
back flapped madly, in an attempt to catch up with Vegeta. Vegeta, in turn, quickly rotated, and caught
the other figure's fist as it flew up the his face.
Only now Trunks realized it was Celeste who was attacking Vegeta.
"Oh, shit."
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My apologies for the delay and the unusual shortness of this chapter. I am in need of time to think. Having recently joined Deviantart.com, I am also feeling an urge to produce for art along with updating my fan fiction. I'm currently playing with 2 or 3 plot lines, and am not quite sure which one to follow through with. Ah well, not really your problem now is it? Not unless you spend your days waiting for me to update, whether it be my art or writing. Must go now.
- Siphyis Pendragon Deviantart sign-in name available upon request. (Q: Why did I not put it up here? A: I don't want you to feel obligated to look at my art.)