Hiya!!
Goten: I thought you stopped this story?
Emiko: No, just paused.
Trunks: Writer's block, eh?
Goten: Um!!! Trunks said the 'W' Word!!!
Emiko: ((Glareing)) Yes he did.
Trunks: What's that mean?
Goten: ((singing)) You have to do the disclaimer!!! You have to do the disclaimer!!!
Emiko: That's right!!!
Trunks: Awe, Emiko does not own anything of anything in anything in DBZ
Emiko: ((Head hung)) That's ((sniffs)) right. ((Cries dramaticly))
Goten: But you still get to write FanFiction!!!
Emiko: ((Happy)) That's right!!! Speaking of which
ON WITH THE FIC!
Second Chance
White walls were covered with ghostly fog that Bra had always thought was scary. She may be the third smartest person in the world, but she was only twelve. She still thought there were monsters living in her closet.
"Hello?" She yelled to the floating mist. Now she was starting to shiver she was so frightened.
'This HAS to be a dream . . .' she thought as she started walking around, trying to find some living being in this vapor that surrounded her. She ran into a wall.
"Owe," Bra said rubbing her head. She reached out to touch the wall and crouched down to the floor to sit down.
She had sat there for about half an hour when she suddenly wished her father to be there. For some reason, he always seemed to make her feel better, even if he was one of the most feared beings in the universe.
As if the Eternal Dragon was glowing in front of her, her wish came true. Vegeta was standing in front of her in his sleep pants her mother always made him wear and an undershirt.
"Where am I?" he asked to the mist just as she had.
"That's what I was hoping you could answer," Bra said from the corner. Vegeta snapped his head to look at her.
"Bra?"
"Uh-huh," she nodded.
"Okay, this has to be a dream," he said sitting down next to her.
"It is." Said an old creaky voice from somewhere in the room. Bra felt her father's power level raise. "I have granted you a wish, Vegeta."
"What have I wished for?" he said sharply, still not standing.
"To change your life."
Bra looked at her father. 'He doesn't like his life? He doesn't like me? Or Trunks? Or Momma?' she thought.
"I like it just as it is." Vegeta yelled at the voice.
All worries Bra had left her in a breath that she didn't know she was holding.
"I know you do, a chance to make it better."
Vegeta stayed quiet.
"SHOW YOURSELF!" Vegeta finally yelled into the white fog.
"Fine, you impatient Say-jin." The voice creaked closer. Out of the mist, came an old lady, and old was and understatement. She looked as if she had been living for over two centuries.
Bra looked at her father. His eyes were wide.
"I am the Say-jin Wish Granter."
"That's cheesy." Vegeta said. "What do you mean 'Say-jin Wish Granter'?"
"Just as it sounds, you baboon." She shook her head and mumbled something about stupid Say-jins. "The point of my life is to grant Say-jins that admit that they are in love the actual person of affection, they get their next wish granted."
"That's stupid." Vegeta said. "Name five Say-jins that have actually admitted that they loved someone."
"You, Goku or Kakarott, a woman named Cabage, a man named Raditz, and another woman named Latuce." She sighed. "Those are my most recent." Her head hung. "But since Vegitasi blew up, I have followed those that were left. You and Goku, were the ones that I have followed. You two were the last of my wishers. I was overjoyed when Goku had a son. I had another wisher. But, I couldn't grant his wish when he told Videl that he loved her. I came to the conclusion that it was because he was only half Say- jin.
"Then you came. Fell in love with Bulma, I was so happy. Yet, at the same time it made me so sad. You were the last person I'd grant a wish for. I hoped it was for something wonderful, like you have, so it wouldn't be wasted. Like most wishes. But it took you over twenty years to admit it.
"You see, Say-jins are capable of love. They were encouraged to. Freeza just stomped it out of you. Because you weren't allowed to have heirs, you weren't allowed to fall in love. Then you met Bulma."
"Lovely speech, but, what dose it have to do with me if you can't grant me my 'wishes'?" Bra asked from behind her father.
Vegeta turned to Bra, "You believe her?"
"Yeah, Dad, I do. I know nothing of Say-jin history." Bra stated.
Vegeta looked at her like she was a stranger that had just said 'hi' to him on a busy street. He slowly looked at the old lady.
"What's the catch?"
"Only one thing. You will be notified of that when the time comes."
"What if I don't agree with it?"
"Oh, everyone does."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed.
"Everyone. And it dose not require death. It requires life."
"And WHAT DOSE IT HAVE TO DO WITH ME?" Bra screamed over the two talking.
"You are going to be my messenger. I can't visit. But I can make you. If your father wishes it."
"What?" The two Say-jins asked simultaneously.
"You see, I visit the Say-jin after the wish is made. But, with your wish I can't go back in time. But I can have Bra visit you in your dreams."
"Why not Trunks? Or Momma?" Bra sputtered.
"Because you're the furthest away from him in time."
"Oh," Bra said.
Vegeta stood quietly for a while. "When I go back, do I get to change what I want to?"
"There will be limitations on huge life altering situations, but, basically, yes. Bra will tell you what you can or can not do."
"What kind of life altering situations?" Bra questioned.
"People that you know dying, a fight you have with Bulma, and I will personally put in the wish that Trunks and Bra will be born."
Vegeta let out a breath that he did realize he had been holding. "What will happen here, in this time, while I go back?"
"You will go on living. As you are now. Time will change immediately when you reach today. Bra will remember everything that has happened." She turned to Bra, "You can't share this with anyone. Not even your father. This is just something you dream about."
Bra nodded. "What do I call you?"
"Emily."
Bra and Vegeta chuckled.
"What is so funny?" she asked.
"I was expecting something, more . . . different, ya' know?" Bra said.
"From where I'm from, Emily is different." She stuck up her nose. "I am from a long line of Granter's in my family. Emily is given to me from my mother and it has been passed down to every female Granter for the last twelve centuries. My planet just happened to be Vegetasi. Passed from my father's side of the family."
"Sounds like Emily was quite common." Bra said sticking her own nose up. "What do you mean that you 'got planet Vegetasi'?"
"Each Granter has a planet. Usually passed from parent to child, until the planet or its people are no more. After you, Vegeta, I will be given a nice LONG retirement."
"So your saying that every planet has a Granter?" Emily nodded. "Why doesn't Earth have one?" Bra demanded.
"Earth's people are too giving with there love. They tell it to anyone that would give them an 'I love you' back. They don't really mean it most of the time. So, Earth has more of a, uh, mascot. I believe you call him cupid. He is my husband. He doesn't like being called Cupid. His name is John."
The two Say-jins became very quiet.
"Anyway, Vegeta, you will be sent back to when you get back from Namek on Earth. You will already be in the house by then."
"Why don't I get to change any of my life before that?"
"Because your life didn't begin until you met Bulma. Anyway, you will have your full strength, you just can't use it. You will be able to when Buu comes, but only when you are on the planet of the Kia's and only then to Super Say-jin 3. Have I ever told you I am so proud of you for making it that far?" She smiled and shook her head. "Super Say-jin 3, wow."
Vegeta crooked an eyebrow.
"I have been watching you since you were about twelve. There were only four of you then. It was easy to become accustomed to you all. You were like grandsons."
It was Bra's turn to crook an eyebrow.
"Well, any questions?"
Vegeta and Bra were to shocked to ask any questions.
"Good. You will wake up um . . ." she counted on her fingers, 'Twenty-five years in the past. Goodbye, Bra I shall see you soon."
The fog disappeared around Vegeta. All became dark. He looked to his arm. Bulma was laying in the crook of his shoulder, and he was lying down. He was in his room. He looked over to the calendar hanging above his dresser. August 9, 2003 it read.
'Stupid hag.' Vegeta thought as he slowly drifted back to sleep.
The next day, Vegeta woke to the sun in his face.
'Why am I on Bulma's side of the bed?' he thought, groggily. 'When did Bulma redecorate?' he noticed the dark blue of the walls. He stood up to the smell of food.
He sleepily walked out of the room and straight down the steps not really thinking of what he was doing. He occasionally tripped over random furniture.
'When did we move the furniture?' he thought as he walked into the kitchen. It was then he finally woke up.
There in the kitchen was Bulma. The love of his life, making out with that no-good, rotten, cheating, stealing, son of a no-good bitch, Yamdork.
Bulma felt a presence and broke from the lip-lock. "Shit, Vegeta, think ya' could knock?"
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That was Prologue Part Two
This is the Thanks-yous!!!~~~
Nikki- Thank-you
Veronica-Scheerone- thank-you, well, here is the second chapter, and if you read it four in the morning, it'll be like you just read it (or not) Thankyou
Lotus - I have been writing, and I don't mean to torture anyone. I don't remember seeing a review on 'Locked in' ((Hint Hint)) but thank-you
Eclipse75- thanks
Shades of Crimson- thanks
amy - well here's some of it
samantha- I just did
Obsidian Blade- Sorry it took me so long, but, I had no clue on how to send Vegeta back in time. I just came up with it about an hour ago. And I try to be original, I'm sure there are a hundred fics where V/B get 'Locked in' somewhere. (Did you ever stop to think that the letters 'V' and 'B' are right next to each other on the keyboard? It was meant to be!!!) What are you sorry for?
Shortie01- Yes, I am. ((sticks nose up and refuses to talk to 'Shorty' anymore))
Due-joey- thank-you!!!
Well, thank you. Everyone. Even Sarah, ((Said in a monotone voice ((like a robot!! Get it??))))
Trunks: I don't get it.
Goten: neither do I?
Emiko: Then it doesn't matter!!! It was meant for Sarah anyway.
Trunks: Who's Sarah?
Goten: Yeah, who is she? Is she good lookin'?
Emiko: o.O I plead the fifth.
Now review
Goten: I thought you stopped this story?
Emiko: No, just paused.
Trunks: Writer's block, eh?
Goten: Um!!! Trunks said the 'W' Word!!!
Emiko: ((Glareing)) Yes he did.
Trunks: What's that mean?
Goten: ((singing)) You have to do the disclaimer!!! You have to do the disclaimer!!!
Emiko: That's right!!!
Trunks: Awe, Emiko does not own anything of anything in anything in DBZ
Emiko: ((Head hung)) That's ((sniffs)) right. ((Cries dramaticly))
Goten: But you still get to write FanFiction!!!
Emiko: ((Happy)) That's right!!! Speaking of which
ON WITH THE FIC!
Second Chance
White walls were covered with ghostly fog that Bra had always thought was scary. She may be the third smartest person in the world, but she was only twelve. She still thought there were monsters living in her closet.
"Hello?" She yelled to the floating mist. Now she was starting to shiver she was so frightened.
'This HAS to be a dream . . .' she thought as she started walking around, trying to find some living being in this vapor that surrounded her. She ran into a wall.
"Owe," Bra said rubbing her head. She reached out to touch the wall and crouched down to the floor to sit down.
She had sat there for about half an hour when she suddenly wished her father to be there. For some reason, he always seemed to make her feel better, even if he was one of the most feared beings in the universe.
As if the Eternal Dragon was glowing in front of her, her wish came true. Vegeta was standing in front of her in his sleep pants her mother always made him wear and an undershirt.
"Where am I?" he asked to the mist just as she had.
"That's what I was hoping you could answer," Bra said from the corner. Vegeta snapped his head to look at her.
"Bra?"
"Uh-huh," she nodded.
"Okay, this has to be a dream," he said sitting down next to her.
"It is." Said an old creaky voice from somewhere in the room. Bra felt her father's power level raise. "I have granted you a wish, Vegeta."
"What have I wished for?" he said sharply, still not standing.
"To change your life."
Bra looked at her father. 'He doesn't like his life? He doesn't like me? Or Trunks? Or Momma?' she thought.
"I like it just as it is." Vegeta yelled at the voice.
All worries Bra had left her in a breath that she didn't know she was holding.
"I know you do, a chance to make it better."
Vegeta stayed quiet.
"SHOW YOURSELF!" Vegeta finally yelled into the white fog.
"Fine, you impatient Say-jin." The voice creaked closer. Out of the mist, came an old lady, and old was and understatement. She looked as if she had been living for over two centuries.
Bra looked at her father. His eyes were wide.
"I am the Say-jin Wish Granter."
"That's cheesy." Vegeta said. "What do you mean 'Say-jin Wish Granter'?"
"Just as it sounds, you baboon." She shook her head and mumbled something about stupid Say-jins. "The point of my life is to grant Say-jins that admit that they are in love the actual person of affection, they get their next wish granted."
"That's stupid." Vegeta said. "Name five Say-jins that have actually admitted that they loved someone."
"You, Goku or Kakarott, a woman named Cabage, a man named Raditz, and another woman named Latuce." She sighed. "Those are my most recent." Her head hung. "But since Vegitasi blew up, I have followed those that were left. You and Goku, were the ones that I have followed. You two were the last of my wishers. I was overjoyed when Goku had a son. I had another wisher. But, I couldn't grant his wish when he told Videl that he loved her. I came to the conclusion that it was because he was only half Say- jin.
"Then you came. Fell in love with Bulma, I was so happy. Yet, at the same time it made me so sad. You were the last person I'd grant a wish for. I hoped it was for something wonderful, like you have, so it wouldn't be wasted. Like most wishes. But it took you over twenty years to admit it.
"You see, Say-jins are capable of love. They were encouraged to. Freeza just stomped it out of you. Because you weren't allowed to have heirs, you weren't allowed to fall in love. Then you met Bulma."
"Lovely speech, but, what dose it have to do with me if you can't grant me my 'wishes'?" Bra asked from behind her father.
Vegeta turned to Bra, "You believe her?"
"Yeah, Dad, I do. I know nothing of Say-jin history." Bra stated.
Vegeta looked at her like she was a stranger that had just said 'hi' to him on a busy street. He slowly looked at the old lady.
"What's the catch?"
"Only one thing. You will be notified of that when the time comes."
"What if I don't agree with it?"
"Oh, everyone does."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed.
"Everyone. And it dose not require death. It requires life."
"And WHAT DOSE IT HAVE TO DO WITH ME?" Bra screamed over the two talking.
"You are going to be my messenger. I can't visit. But I can make you. If your father wishes it."
"What?" The two Say-jins asked simultaneously.
"You see, I visit the Say-jin after the wish is made. But, with your wish I can't go back in time. But I can have Bra visit you in your dreams."
"Why not Trunks? Or Momma?" Bra sputtered.
"Because you're the furthest away from him in time."
"Oh," Bra said.
Vegeta stood quietly for a while. "When I go back, do I get to change what I want to?"
"There will be limitations on huge life altering situations, but, basically, yes. Bra will tell you what you can or can not do."
"What kind of life altering situations?" Bra questioned.
"People that you know dying, a fight you have with Bulma, and I will personally put in the wish that Trunks and Bra will be born."
Vegeta let out a breath that he did realize he had been holding. "What will happen here, in this time, while I go back?"
"You will go on living. As you are now. Time will change immediately when you reach today. Bra will remember everything that has happened." She turned to Bra, "You can't share this with anyone. Not even your father. This is just something you dream about."
Bra nodded. "What do I call you?"
"Emily."
Bra and Vegeta chuckled.
"What is so funny?" she asked.
"I was expecting something, more . . . different, ya' know?" Bra said.
"From where I'm from, Emily is different." She stuck up her nose. "I am from a long line of Granter's in my family. Emily is given to me from my mother and it has been passed down to every female Granter for the last twelve centuries. My planet just happened to be Vegetasi. Passed from my father's side of the family."
"Sounds like Emily was quite common." Bra said sticking her own nose up. "What do you mean that you 'got planet Vegetasi'?"
"Each Granter has a planet. Usually passed from parent to child, until the planet or its people are no more. After you, Vegeta, I will be given a nice LONG retirement."
"So your saying that every planet has a Granter?" Emily nodded. "Why doesn't Earth have one?" Bra demanded.
"Earth's people are too giving with there love. They tell it to anyone that would give them an 'I love you' back. They don't really mean it most of the time. So, Earth has more of a, uh, mascot. I believe you call him cupid. He is my husband. He doesn't like being called Cupid. His name is John."
The two Say-jins became very quiet.
"Anyway, Vegeta, you will be sent back to when you get back from Namek on Earth. You will already be in the house by then."
"Why don't I get to change any of my life before that?"
"Because your life didn't begin until you met Bulma. Anyway, you will have your full strength, you just can't use it. You will be able to when Buu comes, but only when you are on the planet of the Kia's and only then to Super Say-jin 3. Have I ever told you I am so proud of you for making it that far?" She smiled and shook her head. "Super Say-jin 3, wow."
Vegeta crooked an eyebrow.
"I have been watching you since you were about twelve. There were only four of you then. It was easy to become accustomed to you all. You were like grandsons."
It was Bra's turn to crook an eyebrow.
"Well, any questions?"
Vegeta and Bra were to shocked to ask any questions.
"Good. You will wake up um . . ." she counted on her fingers, 'Twenty-five years in the past. Goodbye, Bra I shall see you soon."
The fog disappeared around Vegeta. All became dark. He looked to his arm. Bulma was laying in the crook of his shoulder, and he was lying down. He was in his room. He looked over to the calendar hanging above his dresser. August 9, 2003 it read.
'Stupid hag.' Vegeta thought as he slowly drifted back to sleep.
The next day, Vegeta woke to the sun in his face.
'Why am I on Bulma's side of the bed?' he thought, groggily. 'When did Bulma redecorate?' he noticed the dark blue of the walls. He stood up to the smell of food.
He sleepily walked out of the room and straight down the steps not really thinking of what he was doing. He occasionally tripped over random furniture.
'When did we move the furniture?' he thought as he walked into the kitchen. It was then he finally woke up.
There in the kitchen was Bulma. The love of his life, making out with that no-good, rotten, cheating, stealing, son of a no-good bitch, Yamdork.
Bulma felt a presence and broke from the lip-lock. "Shit, Vegeta, think ya' could knock?"
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
That was Prologue Part Two
This is the Thanks-yous!!!~~~
Nikki- Thank-you
Veronica-Scheerone- thank-you, well, here is the second chapter, and if you read it four in the morning, it'll be like you just read it (or not) Thankyou
Lotus - I have been writing, and I don't mean to torture anyone. I don't remember seeing a review on 'Locked in' ((Hint Hint)) but thank-you
Eclipse75- thanks
Shades of Crimson- thanks
amy - well here's some of it
samantha- I just did
Obsidian Blade- Sorry it took me so long, but, I had no clue on how to send Vegeta back in time. I just came up with it about an hour ago. And I try to be original, I'm sure there are a hundred fics where V/B get 'Locked in' somewhere. (Did you ever stop to think that the letters 'V' and 'B' are right next to each other on the keyboard? It was meant to be!!!) What are you sorry for?
Shortie01- Yes, I am. ((sticks nose up and refuses to talk to 'Shorty' anymore))
Due-joey- thank-you!!!
Well, thank you. Everyone. Even Sarah, ((Said in a monotone voice ((like a robot!! Get it??))))
Trunks: I don't get it.
Goten: neither do I?
Emiko: Then it doesn't matter!!! It was meant for Sarah anyway.
Trunks: Who's Sarah?
Goten: Yeah, who is she? Is she good lookin'?
Emiko: o.O I plead the fifth.
Now review