Disclaimer: Yes, yes, I know. I don't own Dragonball Z or any of the characters in it. I only own Leektra, Aspearga, Letoca, Oninia, Eoric, and the Spictorian mentioned in this chapter. I must warn you, Bulma is a bit twisted and OOC in this chapter but it is explained why. I don't like her all that much but with some of the things I have read, I have seen that some people think of her as tough. I'll please those people and those who don't like it, just live with it.
I know this one is short but don't worry, I'll spoil you guys plenty with the next chapter. The next one should be fairly long and have a lot of action. So keep your shirts on, except for all you hot anime guys out there, you can keep them off. On to the next chapter in Forever Dormant.
Forever Dormant
Chapter 8 Shopping
Leektra walked out of the store with an armload of merchandise. Bulma had given her 1000 zeni to go shop for what ever. Thanks to this store, Hot Topic, half of it was gone. It was spent well though.
The saiyan elite walked out of the store wearing one of the outfits she had bought earlier on. Eoric offered to help her carry her burden but she had declined. She walked out of the store with the bags floating behind her. Luckily the mall wasn't to overcrowded and she made it out the door without any security guards on her tail.
Upon going in the store she had decided to take up the Gothic style. The bottom she had on was a pair of black bondage pants. They had many zippers, straps, and chains. The pants also had blue stitching.
She had two shirts on. One was a black t-shirt that said, "Keep Staring I Might Do A Trick" on it. The other was a black sweatshirt that was 3 sizes too big. Leektra found she liked the loose, baggy clothing better than the tight uniform. That was fun to tease males with, this was just more comfortable. The sweatshirt was just plain black but it had holes in the cuffs that you could put your thumbs through.
The girl also bought some jewelry. She had multiple black jelly bracelets, two spike bracelets, also black, a spike choker, and two black wristbands with the blue anarchy symbol on them. There was more jewelry in some of her bags, but this was what she preferred to wear for now.
On her feet she had black tennis shoes. They were comfortable and easy to run in. Leektra had tried them out. She ran around the store 50 laps in 10 seconds.
Eoric was getting more and more uncomfortable by the second. He was in the presence of an alien girl who had a tail, could shoot fire from her fingers, run 500 times faster than the human eye can see, and make things levitate. Oh my god… he had a lot to learn. The boy was quite flattered that she had not yet killed him. 'Yup, I really better not make her mad.' He thought to himself.
When Leektra got back to the car with her items Bulma was still nowhere in sight. She got out of the car and walked back into the mall. The saiyan entered the mall and standing right in before her was one of Aspearga's spies. He appeared to be scanning the mall for something.
Leektra hoped he wouldn't think to use his scouter. Vegeta had yet to teach her how to suppress her energy signature correctly. If she tried now she might accidentally raise it enough for the scouter to detect her without pushing the buttons.
He was of the Spictorian race. The male had saiyan armor on and looked humanoid. He had layered hair that reached just below the shoulders but just above the middle back. His hair was white and he looked about seventeen even though he was most likely older. Spictorians do age but much slower than humans. He was probably 30. This was one of the males that Aspearga had captured for her "collection". As Leektra remembered this she couldn't suppress the thought, 'My sister is such a sick bitch.'
She quickly ducked behind a bench and next to an old man reading a newspaper.
"Hey gramps I need this for a sec." Leektra said and grabbed the paper.
The old man didn't reply, he was in fact sleeping behind the newspaper. All the better. Leektra walked by the spy and pretended to read the newspaper whilst hiding her face. She wasn't wearing her saiyan armor so he might not even think to look to her clothing.
Leektra exited his line of vision and lowered the paper. She heaved a sigh of relief. If that spy had recognized her he would get back to Aspearga with the information and she would have to kill him. It didn't matter to her if she had to kill him but she didn't feel like getting her nice new clothes bloodstained. Besides she didn't enjoy Bulma screaming in her ear either. She couldn't kill her… unfortunately.
The saiyan elite walked a few paces forward to look for Bulma. Then she suddenly stopped. Someone had just pulled her tail. "Oh shit," Leektra said as she turned her head. It was the Spictorian. She had forgotten to wrap her tail around her waist.
"Aspearga wants to speak with you." The man said this in a gruff voice.
"Well tell her to shove it up her ass," Leektra replied weakly. She to could not stand it if someone pulled her tail. The female saiyan had lost her tail about two weeks ago and grew it back on a planet that had a full moon. It wasn't yet trained to not being as sensitive anymore. Usually saiyan elites can train their tails to be less sensitive but it takes time.
"Nope, you're coming with me," The Spictorian ordered and began to pull some kind of needle out of his pocket. He was going to inject narcotics into her and then take her back to Aspearga's ship.
The last thing Leektra expected him to do right then was fall over and land on top of her.
There stood Bulma right behind him wielding a dart gun. The man had the dart stuck in his neck, he had passed out from its effects.
"Do you carry a that gun with you everywhere?" Leektra inquired to Bulma as she wiggled out from under the alien.
"Well, everywhere that I'm going with a powerful being. Or if I think Vegeta is really mad at me, or if I just feel like doing some fun experiment on him, or if…" Bulma went on but was interrupted.
"OK, OK… I get the point. Anyway, why did you save me?" Leektra asked, seeming puzzled.
"You see, my husband would be very mad at me for losing one of our best chances at winning this war. And allowing you get into enemy hands would cause a slight lowering in our chances of winning. We all know that this is a war. Everyone knows that in a war you need to keep as many resources as possible. Just because we may have or may not have formed a bit of a rivalry doesn't mean that we should let each other get kidnapped. In the end it could affect the future of the universe," Bulma reasoned out.
This information was new to Leektra. Usually she fought alone. As she saw it, if someone kidnapped her she deserved to be caught. Of course she would struggle but that was how it was in her mind. It required some time to sink in that she was fighting on the good guys' side now. People who fight for justice and peace don't let others get taken away.
"Well, I thank you," Leektra stated. She was grateful, and if she showed it, that meant she had a lot of respect for the said person. She still didn't like Bulma all that much but at least her respect for her was heightened… if only by a little.
"I think we can go now. Is all your shopping done?" Bulma finally informed.
"Yeah, let's go. But first we better bring buddy boy here along with us." Leektra teased and kicked the still form.
"Is he still alive?" Bulma asked. "I had enough narcotics in that dart to put a saiyan to sleep for two days. That is a lot of narcotics. I would be surprised if lived for two seconds after that shot. Unless, of course, he has the same-or better-repentance to drugs as a saiyan."
"I'll check his vitals," Leektra said as she got down and checked his pulse. She tried to locate a pulse but there was none. "He's dead."
"I thought so." Bulma confirmed.
"I didn't know you could kill like that." Leektra said in awe.
Bulma replied, "I had no choice, and I didn't know him so I didn't have a problem with it. I knew he was evil and I knew I couldn't let him get you. It still shakes me up a bit but it was the right thing. Just don't tell Goku. It would break his innocent heart."
The saiyan elite finally understood what was going on. Bulma had become frozen in mercy-wise. She would do what ever it takes to keep her mate from being taken away. The human loved him so much that she would kill for him. That is saying a lot about a human, they have so much trouble killing things. Especially a human so fragile looking as this.
The two women walked back to the car in silence. They got in and headed back to Capsule Corp. Not a word was spoken between the two on the way.
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Well… That's it for this chapter. See you next chapter, and I am not continuing until I get two reviews. So nya…*sticks tongue out*.
I know this one is short but don't worry, I'll spoil you guys plenty with the next chapter. The next one should be fairly long and have a lot of action. So keep your shirts on, except for all you hot anime guys out there, you can keep them off. On to the next chapter in Forever Dormant.
Forever Dormant
Chapter 8 Shopping
Leektra walked out of the store with an armload of merchandise. Bulma had given her 1000 zeni to go shop for what ever. Thanks to this store, Hot Topic, half of it was gone. It was spent well though.
The saiyan elite walked out of the store wearing one of the outfits she had bought earlier on. Eoric offered to help her carry her burden but she had declined. She walked out of the store with the bags floating behind her. Luckily the mall wasn't to overcrowded and she made it out the door without any security guards on her tail.
Upon going in the store she had decided to take up the Gothic style. The bottom she had on was a pair of black bondage pants. They had many zippers, straps, and chains. The pants also had blue stitching.
She had two shirts on. One was a black t-shirt that said, "Keep Staring I Might Do A Trick" on it. The other was a black sweatshirt that was 3 sizes too big. Leektra found she liked the loose, baggy clothing better than the tight uniform. That was fun to tease males with, this was just more comfortable. The sweatshirt was just plain black but it had holes in the cuffs that you could put your thumbs through.
The girl also bought some jewelry. She had multiple black jelly bracelets, two spike bracelets, also black, a spike choker, and two black wristbands with the blue anarchy symbol on them. There was more jewelry in some of her bags, but this was what she preferred to wear for now.
On her feet she had black tennis shoes. They were comfortable and easy to run in. Leektra had tried them out. She ran around the store 50 laps in 10 seconds.
Eoric was getting more and more uncomfortable by the second. He was in the presence of an alien girl who had a tail, could shoot fire from her fingers, run 500 times faster than the human eye can see, and make things levitate. Oh my god… he had a lot to learn. The boy was quite flattered that she had not yet killed him. 'Yup, I really better not make her mad.' He thought to himself.
When Leektra got back to the car with her items Bulma was still nowhere in sight. She got out of the car and walked back into the mall. The saiyan entered the mall and standing right in before her was one of Aspearga's spies. He appeared to be scanning the mall for something.
Leektra hoped he wouldn't think to use his scouter. Vegeta had yet to teach her how to suppress her energy signature correctly. If she tried now she might accidentally raise it enough for the scouter to detect her without pushing the buttons.
He was of the Spictorian race. The male had saiyan armor on and looked humanoid. He had layered hair that reached just below the shoulders but just above the middle back. His hair was white and he looked about seventeen even though he was most likely older. Spictorians do age but much slower than humans. He was probably 30. This was one of the males that Aspearga had captured for her "collection". As Leektra remembered this she couldn't suppress the thought, 'My sister is such a sick bitch.'
She quickly ducked behind a bench and next to an old man reading a newspaper.
"Hey gramps I need this for a sec." Leektra said and grabbed the paper.
The old man didn't reply, he was in fact sleeping behind the newspaper. All the better. Leektra walked by the spy and pretended to read the newspaper whilst hiding her face. She wasn't wearing her saiyan armor so he might not even think to look to her clothing.
Leektra exited his line of vision and lowered the paper. She heaved a sigh of relief. If that spy had recognized her he would get back to Aspearga with the information and she would have to kill him. It didn't matter to her if she had to kill him but she didn't feel like getting her nice new clothes bloodstained. Besides she didn't enjoy Bulma screaming in her ear either. She couldn't kill her… unfortunately.
The saiyan elite walked a few paces forward to look for Bulma. Then she suddenly stopped. Someone had just pulled her tail. "Oh shit," Leektra said as she turned her head. It was the Spictorian. She had forgotten to wrap her tail around her waist.
"Aspearga wants to speak with you." The man said this in a gruff voice.
"Well tell her to shove it up her ass," Leektra replied weakly. She to could not stand it if someone pulled her tail. The female saiyan had lost her tail about two weeks ago and grew it back on a planet that had a full moon. It wasn't yet trained to not being as sensitive anymore. Usually saiyan elites can train their tails to be less sensitive but it takes time.
"Nope, you're coming with me," The Spictorian ordered and began to pull some kind of needle out of his pocket. He was going to inject narcotics into her and then take her back to Aspearga's ship.
The last thing Leektra expected him to do right then was fall over and land on top of her.
There stood Bulma right behind him wielding a dart gun. The man had the dart stuck in his neck, he had passed out from its effects.
"Do you carry a that gun with you everywhere?" Leektra inquired to Bulma as she wiggled out from under the alien.
"Well, everywhere that I'm going with a powerful being. Or if I think Vegeta is really mad at me, or if I just feel like doing some fun experiment on him, or if…" Bulma went on but was interrupted.
"OK, OK… I get the point. Anyway, why did you save me?" Leektra asked, seeming puzzled.
"You see, my husband would be very mad at me for losing one of our best chances at winning this war. And allowing you get into enemy hands would cause a slight lowering in our chances of winning. We all know that this is a war. Everyone knows that in a war you need to keep as many resources as possible. Just because we may have or may not have formed a bit of a rivalry doesn't mean that we should let each other get kidnapped. In the end it could affect the future of the universe," Bulma reasoned out.
This information was new to Leektra. Usually she fought alone. As she saw it, if someone kidnapped her she deserved to be caught. Of course she would struggle but that was how it was in her mind. It required some time to sink in that she was fighting on the good guys' side now. People who fight for justice and peace don't let others get taken away.
"Well, I thank you," Leektra stated. She was grateful, and if she showed it, that meant she had a lot of respect for the said person. She still didn't like Bulma all that much but at least her respect for her was heightened… if only by a little.
"I think we can go now. Is all your shopping done?" Bulma finally informed.
"Yeah, let's go. But first we better bring buddy boy here along with us." Leektra teased and kicked the still form.
"Is he still alive?" Bulma asked. "I had enough narcotics in that dart to put a saiyan to sleep for two days. That is a lot of narcotics. I would be surprised if lived for two seconds after that shot. Unless, of course, he has the same-or better-repentance to drugs as a saiyan."
"I'll check his vitals," Leektra said as she got down and checked his pulse. She tried to locate a pulse but there was none. "He's dead."
"I thought so." Bulma confirmed.
"I didn't know you could kill like that." Leektra said in awe.
Bulma replied, "I had no choice, and I didn't know him so I didn't have a problem with it. I knew he was evil and I knew I couldn't let him get you. It still shakes me up a bit but it was the right thing. Just don't tell Goku. It would break his innocent heart."
The saiyan elite finally understood what was going on. Bulma had become frozen in mercy-wise. She would do what ever it takes to keep her mate from being taken away. The human loved him so much that she would kill for him. That is saying a lot about a human, they have so much trouble killing things. Especially a human so fragile looking as this.
The two women walked back to the car in silence. They got in and headed back to Capsule Corp. Not a word was spoken between the two on the way.
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Well… That's it for this chapter. See you next chapter, and I am not continuing until I get two reviews. So nya…*sticks tongue out*.