Phobia
Chapter 14: Anything but this
Oolong sighed heavily as he slowly walked down another empty corridor. His hands were placed in his pocket. His thoughts were on Marron. He had moved her body into one of the unused rooms. He was heading back to his room; he was not tired. Just needed a change of clothes, his were covered in scarlet.
Marron's blood.
He halted in front of his room. He felt a pang of uneasiness in his stomach. Fear seemed to be rising in his throat. He didn't know why but the feeling was still there sending unwanted flutters through his stomach. He pressed in the code to his room and the door slid up. He stepped inside and yelped as a hand clamped over his mouth and pulled him inside the room. The door sliding down behind him.
~ ~ ~
Bulma shook Gohan's shoulder. 'Oh no! He could be dead!' She stumbled back in surprise as Gohan's eyes burst open. "Goodness . . . I thought that you were-"
Gohan cut her off, a smile on his face. "I'm fine . . ." Bulma forced a smile. "How-how long was I out?"
"Only a few minutes."
They both yelped as they heard a loud cash and Vegeta shouting. "Crap" Gohan mumbled as he stood up, closely followed by Bulma. They hurried down the hall. They could still hear Vegeta shouting about something. They rounded a corner o see Goku on the ground rubbing his sore butt. Vegeta was standing over him yelling. A smile came to Gohan's face.
"DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!"
Goku brought his hand up to the back of his head, "S-sorry . . . but you didn't hafta drop me"
Vegeta's enraged look hadn't changed. "You shouldn't have scared me like that!"
"It wasn't my fault." Goku whined.
"Alright then." Vegeta outstretched his arm for Goku to take. He did so, pulling his mate to his feet. Goku glanced over to his son. A smile etching it's way across his face. "Hey Gohan, Bulma."
Before they could answer, Master Roshi rushed in. His eyes frantic. "Have any of you seen Oolong? We can't find him. He disappeared a few minutes ago."
"N-" Bulma began but Goku's voice cut her off.
"It's Videl- she-she must have gotten him! Sh-she's here she's gonna kill everyone!!" Goku cried, lathing himself onto Vegeta. His mate sighed heavily and raked his fingers through the taller Sayian's soft hair.
"Shhh, everything is fine Kakkarot. He probably lost his way. Isn't that right Roshi?" He glared at the old man.
"Yes. He's just lost." Master Roshi lied.
Vegeta looked into Goku's big eyes. "We'll go look for him alright. You go that way with Bulma and Gohan. I will go get Piccolo. He'll accompany me. Gohan, keep him in your sight at all time." Gohan nodded. "Come on Roshi you're coming with me." Goku released his grip on Goku. "Everything will be fine. I promise." He pressed his lips lightly against Goku's. "We will meet up in the dining room in ten minutes." He turned and left with Master Roshi.
~ ~ ~
Master Roshi and Vegeta headed towards the gravity room. The door opened. Vegeta spoke first. "The pig is gone. Tien, Yamcha, and Chaoitzu go right. Roshi and Hercule go left. Yajarobi, Goten, and Trunks go into the dining room and kitchen. Namek, come with me." Piccolo nodded as the others did as they were told. Goten and Trunks raced past Vegeta, shortly followed by Yajarobi.
~ ~ ~
The first thing Goten and Trunks noticed as they entered the dining room was the sweet smell of cooking ham. "I'm starving!" Goten whispered to Trunks.
"Yeah, me too."
Yajarobi walked in breathing heavily. "Hold . . . on . . ." They ignored him as they went into the kitchen. Darken smoke drifted from the oven.
"Your mom must be cooking." Goten smiled at Trunks.
"I don't think so . . . What if it's . . ."
"OOLONG!!" They both yelled. Trunks grabbed an oven mitt and opened the oven. Black smoke filled the air as Trunks pulled out the bottom rack of the oven. He shoved the smoke away.
All three of them fell back as they saw Oolong. An apple shoved in his mouth. His skin crackled and sizzled, his green clothes now blacked and burned off. His eyes were completely melted.
Goten ripped his eyes away from the sight. That had been Oolong's nightmare . . . being cooked.
Yajarobi spoke lowly. "We should go tell Vegeta."
"Yeah . . . they're all looking for him." Trunks answered.
~ ~ ~
Vegeta and Piccolo went down another empty corridor. "This is pointless. He's probably dead." Vegeta crossed his arms but continued walking. He had a bad feeling in his gut. He felt something was going t happen but he didn't know. 'If Oolong was dead; then Videl has to be on the ship, and if she's on the ship she's waiting for Kakkarot to be venerable.' His mind stopped. 'Oh shit!' He quickly turned to see Piccolo already stopped. "Kakkarot, we need to find him." HE walked past Piccolo but he felt something grasp his arm.
He looked up at Piccolo. "You're not going anywhere." Vegeta pulled is arm free.
"What the hell are you talking about Namek?" Piccolo grabbed his arm again.
"I said you're not going after Goku." Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
~ ~ ~
Bulma walked silently next to Gohan, she too had a strange feeling in her stomach. 'I shouldn't have went with Goku. Videl did mention something about that.'
She heard Goku's voice. "Something's wrong. Piccolo raised his Ki and so did Vegeta." With those words, he took off running towards the opposite direction. He bit his bottom lip as a familiar ache worsened in his belly. Is hand went onto his stomach as he raced down the hall. Gohan and Bulma easily caught up to him.
"Dad, is something wrong with your stomach?" Goku grimaced.
"Yeah . . . it hurts . . ." He panted. "I'm fine, we need to hurry." They raced around another corner. Vegeta and Piccolo came into sight. They slowed down. Piccolo had Vegeta against the wall, his fingers cutting off his air supply. "Pi-piccolo?" Goku said softly as he neared them. "Let go of Vegeta."
"No. I am to restrain him." Piccolo coldly said.
"Wh-why?" Gohan whispered.
Piccolo's eyes seemed to sadden. "I'd rather be alive then dead. Sorry I let you down kid." He squeezed tighter. Vegeta gagged as he tried to free himself.
"Well, well, well look who I found." They all turned towards the familiar voice, even though they knew whom it was. Videl slowly inched forward. Her eyes rested upon Goku the whole time. "Piccolo let him go, You'll kill him. We don't want that happening now do we?" Piccolo released Vegeta. But held his arms still.
"Kak-Kakarot! Get out of here!" Vegeta shouted as he struggled against Piccolo. Goku's tail whipped back and forth behind him.
"Not without you." He moved as quickly as he could towards Piccolo and tried to free Vegeta's arms. The Namek's eyebrow rose in amusement.
"Kak-" Goku was jerked back by strong arms.
He gasped, as Videl held him close. "I've finally got you." She whispered. "But this time." Her hands reached forward and into the front pocket of Goku's sweater and there as a flash of gold. She brought the gold lighter close to herself. "I'm calling all the shots." She shoved the lighter into her pant pocket. "I'm making you all a deal. If you-" Goku slammed his elbow into Videl's gut. She cried out, her hold on Goku gone. He stumbled forward and to Vegeta. Vegeta powered up and threw Piccolo back.
"Gohan run!! GO NOW! Take Bulma with you!!" Goku shouted as he ran past Vegeta.
"Kakkarot!" Vegeta yelled as Videl reappeared behind his mate and grabbed his head viciously and jerked him towards herself. A sharp blade to his stomach.
She hissed, "Now you've done it." She slowly applied pressure, causing Goku to whimper.
"Videl wait- Listen to me please. Before you do anything." Goku breathed heavily.
"Go on." Her warm breath sent chills down his spine.
"You-you let them go and I'll go with you where ever you want. As long as you don't kill my child. I won't fight you. I won't." His words broke and a tear slipped from his eye, slowly trailing down his cheek.
Vegeta gasped as he heard Goku's words. "Kakkarot . . . no . . . don't."
"I made my decisions. Don't hurt them. And you can do what you want with me."
Videl's suspicion rose. "I can do whatever I want?" She felt Goku nod. "Alright them, Bulma come here." She slowly came forward. "I will need your assistance."
"What for?"
Videl looked down at Goku's stomach and pointed the blade at it. "This."
"NO!" Vegeta shouted. "Don't you dare hurt our child!"
"I wasn't planning to but I could always change my mind."
"Geta . . . I- Videl let him come with me. Please!"
Videl looked over to Vegeta, his eyes were desperate. "Fine!" She growled. "Start moving Goku." He did so. They were headed towards the medical bay. The others followed behind closely.
Vegeta couldn't believe Goku was giving up. He was hoping his mate had a plan. He could only hope. They stopped outside of the door. It slid up and they all entered. Piccolo went in last. He stood in front of the door. Gohan looked at him for a moment searching for hope, but found none.
Videl pushed Goku forward. "Go lay on the bed over there. Bulma get the anesthetics."
"We-we don't have any."
Vegeta's eyes went wide, "WHAT!!"
Goku turned towards Videl. His eyes as wide as Vegeta's. "Well he'll have to live with the pain."
"No- I'll die!"
"No . . . you won't." She grabbed his arm and brought him to the bed. "Bulma go get me those restraining bands." Bulma did so and ran over to Videl. She put them in place over Goku's arms and legs. He didn't struggle.
Vegeta was next to him. "Let him the fuck go!! He won't be able to live; the pain would be unbearable. He's weak already!"
"Vegeta's right, he'll die!" Gohan stepped across from Vegeta and took his father's other hand.
"He agreed to it! So this is what's going to happen. Now stand back or stay with him!" Vegeta sighed and went to his mate's side. Holding his hand and whispering soothing words. Videl's lip rose in disgust. "Bulma go get the scalpel. I'll prepare him." She went over to Goku and raised his shirt up until it showed his nicely toned chest muscles. She let her hand trail across his soft skin until she heard a low growl from Vegeta. She held back her rage as Bulma walked over to them. A scalpel in hand.
"Goku, I'm sorry." She whispered.
His tear filled eyes met hers. "I know."
"I'll do everything I can to protect your child."
"I know you will." Goku said softly as his eyelashes lowered. "Vegeta . . ."
"Yes Kakkarot." Vegeta squeezed Goku's hand gently.
"Don't leave me."
Videl had enough of that mushiness. "Shut the fuck up! Bulma get cutting." Bulma paled as she brought the scalpel to Goku's swollen stomach. Not pressing yet. Goku's eyes clenched shut as she slowly dug the scalpel into his skin. His warm blood spilling over the new wound.
To be continued . . .
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Chapter 14: Anything but this
Oolong sighed heavily as he slowly walked down another empty corridor. His hands were placed in his pocket. His thoughts were on Marron. He had moved her body into one of the unused rooms. He was heading back to his room; he was not tired. Just needed a change of clothes, his were covered in scarlet.
Marron's blood.
He halted in front of his room. He felt a pang of uneasiness in his stomach. Fear seemed to be rising in his throat. He didn't know why but the feeling was still there sending unwanted flutters through his stomach. He pressed in the code to his room and the door slid up. He stepped inside and yelped as a hand clamped over his mouth and pulled him inside the room. The door sliding down behind him.
~ ~ ~
Bulma shook Gohan's shoulder. 'Oh no! He could be dead!' She stumbled back in surprise as Gohan's eyes burst open. "Goodness . . . I thought that you were-"
Gohan cut her off, a smile on his face. "I'm fine . . ." Bulma forced a smile. "How-how long was I out?"
"Only a few minutes."
They both yelped as they heard a loud cash and Vegeta shouting. "Crap" Gohan mumbled as he stood up, closely followed by Bulma. They hurried down the hall. They could still hear Vegeta shouting about something. They rounded a corner o see Goku on the ground rubbing his sore butt. Vegeta was standing over him yelling. A smile came to Gohan's face.
"DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!"
Goku brought his hand up to the back of his head, "S-sorry . . . but you didn't hafta drop me"
Vegeta's enraged look hadn't changed. "You shouldn't have scared me like that!"
"It wasn't my fault." Goku whined.
"Alright then." Vegeta outstretched his arm for Goku to take. He did so, pulling his mate to his feet. Goku glanced over to his son. A smile etching it's way across his face. "Hey Gohan, Bulma."
Before they could answer, Master Roshi rushed in. His eyes frantic. "Have any of you seen Oolong? We can't find him. He disappeared a few minutes ago."
"N-" Bulma began but Goku's voice cut her off.
"It's Videl- she-she must have gotten him! Sh-she's here she's gonna kill everyone!!" Goku cried, lathing himself onto Vegeta. His mate sighed heavily and raked his fingers through the taller Sayian's soft hair.
"Shhh, everything is fine Kakkarot. He probably lost his way. Isn't that right Roshi?" He glared at the old man.
"Yes. He's just lost." Master Roshi lied.
Vegeta looked into Goku's big eyes. "We'll go look for him alright. You go that way with Bulma and Gohan. I will go get Piccolo. He'll accompany me. Gohan, keep him in your sight at all time." Gohan nodded. "Come on Roshi you're coming with me." Goku released his grip on Goku. "Everything will be fine. I promise." He pressed his lips lightly against Goku's. "We will meet up in the dining room in ten minutes." He turned and left with Master Roshi.
~ ~ ~
Master Roshi and Vegeta headed towards the gravity room. The door opened. Vegeta spoke first. "The pig is gone. Tien, Yamcha, and Chaoitzu go right. Roshi and Hercule go left. Yajarobi, Goten, and Trunks go into the dining room and kitchen. Namek, come with me." Piccolo nodded as the others did as they were told. Goten and Trunks raced past Vegeta, shortly followed by Yajarobi.
~ ~ ~
The first thing Goten and Trunks noticed as they entered the dining room was the sweet smell of cooking ham. "I'm starving!" Goten whispered to Trunks.
"Yeah, me too."
Yajarobi walked in breathing heavily. "Hold . . . on . . ." They ignored him as they went into the kitchen. Darken smoke drifted from the oven.
"Your mom must be cooking." Goten smiled at Trunks.
"I don't think so . . . What if it's . . ."
"OOLONG!!" They both yelled. Trunks grabbed an oven mitt and opened the oven. Black smoke filled the air as Trunks pulled out the bottom rack of the oven. He shoved the smoke away.
All three of them fell back as they saw Oolong. An apple shoved in his mouth. His skin crackled and sizzled, his green clothes now blacked and burned off. His eyes were completely melted.
Goten ripped his eyes away from the sight. That had been Oolong's nightmare . . . being cooked.
Yajarobi spoke lowly. "We should go tell Vegeta."
"Yeah . . . they're all looking for him." Trunks answered.
~ ~ ~
Vegeta and Piccolo went down another empty corridor. "This is pointless. He's probably dead." Vegeta crossed his arms but continued walking. He had a bad feeling in his gut. He felt something was going t happen but he didn't know. 'If Oolong was dead; then Videl has to be on the ship, and if she's on the ship she's waiting for Kakkarot to be venerable.' His mind stopped. 'Oh shit!' He quickly turned to see Piccolo already stopped. "Kakkarot, we need to find him." HE walked past Piccolo but he felt something grasp his arm.
He looked up at Piccolo. "You're not going anywhere." Vegeta pulled is arm free.
"What the hell are you talking about Namek?" Piccolo grabbed his arm again.
"I said you're not going after Goku." Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
~ ~ ~
Bulma walked silently next to Gohan, she too had a strange feeling in her stomach. 'I shouldn't have went with Goku. Videl did mention something about that.'
She heard Goku's voice. "Something's wrong. Piccolo raised his Ki and so did Vegeta." With those words, he took off running towards the opposite direction. He bit his bottom lip as a familiar ache worsened in his belly. Is hand went onto his stomach as he raced down the hall. Gohan and Bulma easily caught up to him.
"Dad, is something wrong with your stomach?" Goku grimaced.
"Yeah . . . it hurts . . ." He panted. "I'm fine, we need to hurry." They raced around another corner. Vegeta and Piccolo came into sight. They slowed down. Piccolo had Vegeta against the wall, his fingers cutting off his air supply. "Pi-piccolo?" Goku said softly as he neared them. "Let go of Vegeta."
"No. I am to restrain him." Piccolo coldly said.
"Wh-why?" Gohan whispered.
Piccolo's eyes seemed to sadden. "I'd rather be alive then dead. Sorry I let you down kid." He squeezed tighter. Vegeta gagged as he tried to free himself.
"Well, well, well look who I found." They all turned towards the familiar voice, even though they knew whom it was. Videl slowly inched forward. Her eyes rested upon Goku the whole time. "Piccolo let him go, You'll kill him. We don't want that happening now do we?" Piccolo released Vegeta. But held his arms still.
"Kak-Kakarot! Get out of here!" Vegeta shouted as he struggled against Piccolo. Goku's tail whipped back and forth behind him.
"Not without you." He moved as quickly as he could towards Piccolo and tried to free Vegeta's arms. The Namek's eyebrow rose in amusement.
"Kak-" Goku was jerked back by strong arms.
He gasped, as Videl held him close. "I've finally got you." She whispered. "But this time." Her hands reached forward and into the front pocket of Goku's sweater and there as a flash of gold. She brought the gold lighter close to herself. "I'm calling all the shots." She shoved the lighter into her pant pocket. "I'm making you all a deal. If you-" Goku slammed his elbow into Videl's gut. She cried out, her hold on Goku gone. He stumbled forward and to Vegeta. Vegeta powered up and threw Piccolo back.
"Gohan run!! GO NOW! Take Bulma with you!!" Goku shouted as he ran past Vegeta.
"Kakkarot!" Vegeta yelled as Videl reappeared behind his mate and grabbed his head viciously and jerked him towards herself. A sharp blade to his stomach.
She hissed, "Now you've done it." She slowly applied pressure, causing Goku to whimper.
"Videl wait- Listen to me please. Before you do anything." Goku breathed heavily.
"Go on." Her warm breath sent chills down his spine.
"You-you let them go and I'll go with you where ever you want. As long as you don't kill my child. I won't fight you. I won't." His words broke and a tear slipped from his eye, slowly trailing down his cheek.
Vegeta gasped as he heard Goku's words. "Kakkarot . . . no . . . don't."
"I made my decisions. Don't hurt them. And you can do what you want with me."
Videl's suspicion rose. "I can do whatever I want?" She felt Goku nod. "Alright them, Bulma come here." She slowly came forward. "I will need your assistance."
"What for?"
Videl looked down at Goku's stomach and pointed the blade at it. "This."
"NO!" Vegeta shouted. "Don't you dare hurt our child!"
"I wasn't planning to but I could always change my mind."
"Geta . . . I- Videl let him come with me. Please!"
Videl looked over to Vegeta, his eyes were desperate. "Fine!" She growled. "Start moving Goku." He did so. They were headed towards the medical bay. The others followed behind closely.
Vegeta couldn't believe Goku was giving up. He was hoping his mate had a plan. He could only hope. They stopped outside of the door. It slid up and they all entered. Piccolo went in last. He stood in front of the door. Gohan looked at him for a moment searching for hope, but found none.
Videl pushed Goku forward. "Go lay on the bed over there. Bulma get the anesthetics."
"We-we don't have any."
Vegeta's eyes went wide, "WHAT!!"
Goku turned towards Videl. His eyes as wide as Vegeta's. "Well he'll have to live with the pain."
"No- I'll die!"
"No . . . you won't." She grabbed his arm and brought him to the bed. "Bulma go get me those restraining bands." Bulma did so and ran over to Videl. She put them in place over Goku's arms and legs. He didn't struggle.
Vegeta was next to him. "Let him the fuck go!! He won't be able to live; the pain would be unbearable. He's weak already!"
"Vegeta's right, he'll die!" Gohan stepped across from Vegeta and took his father's other hand.
"He agreed to it! So this is what's going to happen. Now stand back or stay with him!" Vegeta sighed and went to his mate's side. Holding his hand and whispering soothing words. Videl's lip rose in disgust. "Bulma go get the scalpel. I'll prepare him." She went over to Goku and raised his shirt up until it showed his nicely toned chest muscles. She let her hand trail across his soft skin until she heard a low growl from Vegeta. She held back her rage as Bulma walked over to them. A scalpel in hand.
"Goku, I'm sorry." She whispered.
His tear filled eyes met hers. "I know."
"I'll do everything I can to protect your child."
"I know you will." Goku said softly as his eyelashes lowered. "Vegeta . . ."
"Yes Kakkarot." Vegeta squeezed Goku's hand gently.
"Don't leave me."
Videl had enough of that mushiness. "Shut the fuck up! Bulma get cutting." Bulma paled as she brought the scalpel to Goku's swollen stomach. Not pressing yet. Goku's eyes clenched shut as she slowly dug the scalpel into his skin. His warm blood spilling over the new wound.
To be continued . . .
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