Okay, I hope this fixes the spacing problem. If not, there's nothing more I
can do. We all know ff.net screws up quite frequently, so..IT'S NOT MY
FAULT. Tee Hee Hee.
Please check out my newest fic, "Cold Day in July." It's only a one shot, it wouldn't take too long, and it's about everyone's favorite lavender haired wonder. Besides, it's in desperate need of reviews. You can find it in the DBZ section, or just go to my profile. Thanks.
I own nothing.
"Are you sure you cannot stay just a little longer?"
Usagi smiled at Gerpepa; she had grown very fond of the old holy man in the short amount of time that she had known him, mostly out of thankfulness for how he had helped Vegeta as a boy. She shifted Veggie on her hip and carefully detached her hair from his chubby baby fingers. "After we're back on Earth, we're going strait to my dimension to take care of a little unfinished business of mine." She answered with false cheerfulness. "We really can't afford to waste any time."
"I suppose I understand, however vague you insist on being." He smiled, patting Veggie's head. The boy scowled at him and buried his head in his mother's neck. "Just try to bring the little ones to visit me sometime, the Prince to. If you'll excuse me, I must go see to the departure ceremonies."
She glanced over at where Vegeta stood with Trunks, having what appeared to be a heated discussion with the King. The emotions radiating from her mate ranged from annoyance to anger to rage, without much variation. After some discussion, and a long talk with Trunks, Usagi and Vegeta had decided that, despite the fact Trunks was the older of the two, Veggie would one day take the throne of Vegetasei when the King died. Vegeta himself would never sit on the throne, unless Veggie was too young to rule when the king passed. Trunks thought it was a good idea, he had no desire to be a king, and had picked up on his father's hatred for the man.
They appeared to be finalizing the plans at that very moment.
The captain of the ship they were taking back to Earth, a man named Letyce, announced that the spaceship was finally ready to board and Usagi moved to join her friends. Vegeta joined her a few moments later, scowling darkly. Trunks looked annoyed too.
"What's the matter, didn't he agree to the plan?" Usagi asked in concern, touching Vegeta's arm lightly.
"No. He agreed. He had no choice, we only had to agree not to cut off the brat's tail." Vegeta answered through clenched teeth.
"Then what is it?"
"He still won't believe we're all really Super Saiyans!" Trunks exploded, face red with anger. Usagi understood immediately. They're attempt at showcasing their powers hadn't gone as well as planned. None of the Saiyans could sense power levels, and the scouters exploded whenever they tried to measure their power. They moved to fast for anyone to see when they sparred with each other, and displays of chi were useless since any warrior of any level was at least strong enough to blow up a planet, so what was there for them to blow up? And they couldn't demonstrate on a regular fighter, because even a mild blow would shatter bone. They admitted that Vegeta, Goku, and the others were above average in level of strength, but not that they were Super Saiyans. "I wish you woulda' beat him up, Usa-momma." The lavender haired boy grumbled sullenly.
She laughed. "You want me to go through the pain of sprouting wings from my back just so I can beat up someone far weaker than me? It would be like your father picking on an infant. I don't work that way."
"Yeah, I know." He sighed.
"Thank Dende we're finally leaving this accursed planet." Piccolo growled quietly as he passed by them, boarding the ship.
"Come on, let's go inside." Usagi laughed lightly.
Goku ran up the boarding ramp like a small, excited child, but at the entrance he stopped and turned around, waving enthusiastically to Bardok. "Bye, dad! Visit Earth sometime!"
"You mean you know?" Krillin asked, astonished.
"Yeah, a'course I know!" He laughed. "I'm not stupid. He looks just like Gohan!"
"Uh..don't you mean Goten? Or you?"
Goku tilted his head to the side, looking back and forth between his son and his father. "Nope, I don't see the resemblance."
"Damn it! Our powers are useless against these locks!" Makoto cursed, turning away from the door to their cell. She'd been trying to get it opened for two hours, ever since they had been captured and thrown into it, to get it open.
"Do not worry, Makoto." Ami said breezily, typing away on her mini- computer. "It is only a small matter of time before I manage to find a weakness in their barricade and then we will be free to make a most advantageous escape."
".Yeah. I'll try again later then."
"Oh ye of little faith." The blue haired genius laughed, not looking away from her computer screen.
"I wonder if he kept Usagi in this room?" Minako asked with a sigh, touching one of the damp walls. Everyone glared at her. "What?" She asked, blinking innocently. "It's been almost eight years, shouldn't we, you know, put what's past in a direction facing the way we aren't going?"
"Ami, translation please." Rei blinked.
"I believe what Minako meant to say was the expression 'put the past behind us.'"
"Ohhh." Rei and Makoto chorused.
"What? That's what I said. What's the difference?" There was no answer. "What? Guys, tell me!" They ignored the whine, not really in the mood to humor the blonde.
They heard the lock on the door jiggle, and froze; every eye fixed on their cell's entrance. Light pierced the metal around the lock, formed into the shape of a square. The lock fell into the cell and the door swung open. They all stared at the small silver haired girl who stood there, immaculate in pristine white, almost glowing, wings folded around her shoulders like a majestic cape. She stared back, looking over them with glowing, pupiless silver eyes. Finally she spoke.
"Good. I'm not too late." Her voice was quiet and sweet, like an angel's voice. "Well, what are you standing there gaping for? I'm here to help you escape."
"Are you really?" Rei challenged, gathering energy for an attack. "Or are you just here so we'll lower our guards so you can kill us?"
"Distrust me if you wish, you'll be the first they'll kill though." She stated calmly, almost as if telling her she ate a salad for lunch. "Trust me, if Zeke wanted to kill you all at once, he would have already. My guess is, he wishes to perform some magical experiments, and then get rid of you one by one. He likes to break people." Her eyes flashed and her voice hardened. "Are you coming or not?"
The girl's exchanged looks.
"We need a moment to discuss it." Minako announced, taking her role as leader of the senshi and daring the strange girl to challenge her.
"You do not have much time. This place sings to me.he comes."
"What do you think?" Minako hissed, huddling up with her friends. "She seems okay, just a little uptight. Shouldn't we take whatever chance we get to escape? The world needs us, we can't die here."
"We can get out on our own." Makoto insisted, determined.
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I have found no data as of yet to allow us to reach that conclusion. My initial scan of the girl shows she is extremely powerful. Definitely not human. I don't know what she is."
"Could we take her?" Rei asked, glancing at the stranger.
"Negative. She would annihilate us within mere seconds."
They looked to Minako. "Let's do it." She grinned. They broke apart, turning to the strange, angelic figure. "All right," Minako agreed, "We'll go with you. Just.one thing."
"What?"
"Who are you?" She smiled, as if at some inside joke.
"Call me..Tenshi."
TBC
Please check out my newest fic, "Cold Day in July." It's only a one shot, it wouldn't take too long, and it's about everyone's favorite lavender haired wonder. Besides, it's in desperate need of reviews. You can find it in the DBZ section, or just go to my profile. Thanks.
I own nothing.
"Are you sure you cannot stay just a little longer?"
Usagi smiled at Gerpepa; she had grown very fond of the old holy man in the short amount of time that she had known him, mostly out of thankfulness for how he had helped Vegeta as a boy. She shifted Veggie on her hip and carefully detached her hair from his chubby baby fingers. "After we're back on Earth, we're going strait to my dimension to take care of a little unfinished business of mine." She answered with false cheerfulness. "We really can't afford to waste any time."
"I suppose I understand, however vague you insist on being." He smiled, patting Veggie's head. The boy scowled at him and buried his head in his mother's neck. "Just try to bring the little ones to visit me sometime, the Prince to. If you'll excuse me, I must go see to the departure ceremonies."
She glanced over at where Vegeta stood with Trunks, having what appeared to be a heated discussion with the King. The emotions radiating from her mate ranged from annoyance to anger to rage, without much variation. After some discussion, and a long talk with Trunks, Usagi and Vegeta had decided that, despite the fact Trunks was the older of the two, Veggie would one day take the throne of Vegetasei when the King died. Vegeta himself would never sit on the throne, unless Veggie was too young to rule when the king passed. Trunks thought it was a good idea, he had no desire to be a king, and had picked up on his father's hatred for the man.
They appeared to be finalizing the plans at that very moment.
The captain of the ship they were taking back to Earth, a man named Letyce, announced that the spaceship was finally ready to board and Usagi moved to join her friends. Vegeta joined her a few moments later, scowling darkly. Trunks looked annoyed too.
"What's the matter, didn't he agree to the plan?" Usagi asked in concern, touching Vegeta's arm lightly.
"No. He agreed. He had no choice, we only had to agree not to cut off the brat's tail." Vegeta answered through clenched teeth.
"Then what is it?"
"He still won't believe we're all really Super Saiyans!" Trunks exploded, face red with anger. Usagi understood immediately. They're attempt at showcasing their powers hadn't gone as well as planned. None of the Saiyans could sense power levels, and the scouters exploded whenever they tried to measure their power. They moved to fast for anyone to see when they sparred with each other, and displays of chi were useless since any warrior of any level was at least strong enough to blow up a planet, so what was there for them to blow up? And they couldn't demonstrate on a regular fighter, because even a mild blow would shatter bone. They admitted that Vegeta, Goku, and the others were above average in level of strength, but not that they were Super Saiyans. "I wish you woulda' beat him up, Usa-momma." The lavender haired boy grumbled sullenly.
She laughed. "You want me to go through the pain of sprouting wings from my back just so I can beat up someone far weaker than me? It would be like your father picking on an infant. I don't work that way."
"Yeah, I know." He sighed.
"Thank Dende we're finally leaving this accursed planet." Piccolo growled quietly as he passed by them, boarding the ship.
"Come on, let's go inside." Usagi laughed lightly.
Goku ran up the boarding ramp like a small, excited child, but at the entrance he stopped and turned around, waving enthusiastically to Bardok. "Bye, dad! Visit Earth sometime!"
"You mean you know?" Krillin asked, astonished.
"Yeah, a'course I know!" He laughed. "I'm not stupid. He looks just like Gohan!"
"Uh..don't you mean Goten? Or you?"
Goku tilted his head to the side, looking back and forth between his son and his father. "Nope, I don't see the resemblance."
"Damn it! Our powers are useless against these locks!" Makoto cursed, turning away from the door to their cell. She'd been trying to get it opened for two hours, ever since they had been captured and thrown into it, to get it open.
"Do not worry, Makoto." Ami said breezily, typing away on her mini- computer. "It is only a small matter of time before I manage to find a weakness in their barricade and then we will be free to make a most advantageous escape."
".Yeah. I'll try again later then."
"Oh ye of little faith." The blue haired genius laughed, not looking away from her computer screen.
"I wonder if he kept Usagi in this room?" Minako asked with a sigh, touching one of the damp walls. Everyone glared at her. "What?" She asked, blinking innocently. "It's been almost eight years, shouldn't we, you know, put what's past in a direction facing the way we aren't going?"
"Ami, translation please." Rei blinked.
"I believe what Minako meant to say was the expression 'put the past behind us.'"
"Ohhh." Rei and Makoto chorused.
"What? That's what I said. What's the difference?" There was no answer. "What? Guys, tell me!" They ignored the whine, not really in the mood to humor the blonde.
They heard the lock on the door jiggle, and froze; every eye fixed on their cell's entrance. Light pierced the metal around the lock, formed into the shape of a square. The lock fell into the cell and the door swung open. They all stared at the small silver haired girl who stood there, immaculate in pristine white, almost glowing, wings folded around her shoulders like a majestic cape. She stared back, looking over them with glowing, pupiless silver eyes. Finally she spoke.
"Good. I'm not too late." Her voice was quiet and sweet, like an angel's voice. "Well, what are you standing there gaping for? I'm here to help you escape."
"Are you really?" Rei challenged, gathering energy for an attack. "Or are you just here so we'll lower our guards so you can kill us?"
"Distrust me if you wish, you'll be the first they'll kill though." She stated calmly, almost as if telling her she ate a salad for lunch. "Trust me, if Zeke wanted to kill you all at once, he would have already. My guess is, he wishes to perform some magical experiments, and then get rid of you one by one. He likes to break people." Her eyes flashed and her voice hardened. "Are you coming or not?"
The girl's exchanged looks.
"We need a moment to discuss it." Minako announced, taking her role as leader of the senshi and daring the strange girl to challenge her.
"You do not have much time. This place sings to me.he comes."
"What do you think?" Minako hissed, huddling up with her friends. "She seems okay, just a little uptight. Shouldn't we take whatever chance we get to escape? The world needs us, we can't die here."
"We can get out on our own." Makoto insisted, determined.
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I have found no data as of yet to allow us to reach that conclusion. My initial scan of the girl shows she is extremely powerful. Definitely not human. I don't know what she is."
"Could we take her?" Rei asked, glancing at the stranger.
"Negative. She would annihilate us within mere seconds."
They looked to Minako. "Let's do it." She grinned. They broke apart, turning to the strange, angelic figure. "All right," Minako agreed, "We'll go with you. Just.one thing."
"What?"
"Who are you?" She smiled, as if at some inside joke.
"Call me..Tenshi."
TBC
