Disclaimer; Don't own it, and I really don't think my parents are going to buy me the right for Christmas. *Dang*
A/N; Well, I said I'd have two new chapters up by Christmas and I did! Even though I had to write this all over again after my computer went stupid on me and I lost everything! Stupid computers. Well, anyway, hope you all enjoy this chapter since I had to put double the amount of effort into it. Hopefully another update will be soon ok! ~D.B
And Then You'll Know
Chapter 29
Bulma couldn't escape. She could see the Ki behind her, and she only had one hope to get away. As quick as a flash, she bolted down the lab and disappeared into the darkness. Only seconds after she leapt out of the way of the door, the blast connected with it, smashing the glass. At least it would grab someone's attention.
Bulma's heart was thumping in her chest, she could hear Yumcha walking down the isle, smashing things, calling things out to her. She crossed fingers, then crossed her arms over her chest, and muttered a silent prayer to herself.
"Oh Bulma. Where are you?" she heard him call. Now she could see his shadow up against the wall and it was at that moment she realized that she should of killed him when she had the chance, he was a psychopath who should rightly be in prison. In fact, Bulma could have sworn that at one point, he had been in prison. On multiple charges of rape, drug use and trafficking and god knows what else. She forced herself further back into the shadows. Right now, Bulma seriously feared for her life.
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Dr. Briefs was coming back from his lunch break, true, he was a little – or a lot late, but he didn't think Bulma would mind, she probably had her head in book, web page or some experiment anyway. He rounded the corner, and straight away, picked up on the broken glass on the floor. Picking up his pace a little, he headed towards the lab. He knew everything was probably fine, but still, he wasn't going to take any chances with his baby girl.
He quietly pushed open the door, somehow the lock had been broken as well as the glass, and he could smell smoke and melting plastic. He flicked on the light switch, and almost had a heart attack
With the turning on of the lights, had come a deafeningly high-pitched scream that could come from no one else but Bulma.
"Bulma!" he cried as he rushed towards the back of lab, but he wasn't as quick as he used to be, and by the time he reached Bulma, Yumcha was long gone.
"Oh my god, Bulma! What happened to you?" he was panicked and didn't know what to do. Bulma was slouched up against the wall, blood slowly trickling from her head down her face, and from her lip and her arms.
Dr. briefs quickly jumped up and took a wet cloth from near the sink and filled a glass up with water and handed it to her. As he was cleaning her face, he again tried to find out what had happened "Was this an accident?"
Bulma tried to open her mouth to speak, but the back of her throat was burning, and no amount of water could extinguish it. Her head had smashed against a shelf when she had tried to get up and again run from Yumcha and she had caused some sort of gas to pollute the air. It hurt her throat so bad.
"Ya…Ya" she chocked out
"Don't worry about it. I'm taking you home sweetheart"
***
"Final Flash!" boomed Vegeta, reducing 4 of Freiza's purple… things, to mere piles of dust. But another 5 were quickly on him. After almost 4 hours without a break, Vegeta was far to exhausted to form another blast, and was left with no other choice but to attempt defeating these goons with hand-to-hand combat. He was already beaten and bleeding, an open wound in his head caused blood to run down into his left eye, and mixed with an unhealthy amount of sweat, the blood never had a chance to clot and stop. And that wasn't the only wound he had that was currently oozing with the warm crimson liquid.
These guys would probably pound him in the ground, he could hardly see anymore. Vegeta had resorted to throwing wild punched, totally devoid of any aim or angle; he was just putting all his strength and energy into his wild arm and leg movements.
Then, all of a sudden, he wasn't surrounded anymore. "What the…"
"Vegeta, they almost had you there for a minute" it was Krillen, he had saved him from an almost certain death.
The first thing Vegeta noticed was that Krillen looked like shit, but really, who could blame him. This battle was just dragging on and on, after almost 37 hours of battle, no side had backed down, and no victor had risen up. And still, Frieza hadn't gotten his hands dirty, for the most part; he hovered above the ground, cackling like a maniac, leaving his minions to do his dirty work for him.
Krillen took hold of Vegeta arm and slung it over his shoulder, "C'mon. You need to rest for a while. You're useless like this" he said as he led Vegeta to the med hut. Once he had made sure that Vegeta was getting the attention he needed, he headed back out into the battle.
He was on his way across the now browned land, littered with carcasses, when he though he heard something. Instinctively, he flared his Ki up around him and dropped into a fighting stance. But what he heard wasn't a sound of battle. It sounded like a child. Taking a look around, his keen eyes picked up on a small opening between to rocks, and behind it, there was indeed a small child.
"Hey" he called as he ran over to the child "are you ok?"
The child seemed to know he was on his side, as it didn't seem scared, it was just crying uncontrollably. Krillen couldn't see their face, or tell what sex it was, as there face was buried in its arms.
"Hey, what's you name?" he asked
"Dende"
Krillen gasped. This was that kid, that little boy who had come up to them the other night and gotten in trouble. "Dende, where are you're parents?" Krillen asked resting a hand on the small boys shoulder
"My dad, he went off fighting. I don't know where he is" he said through his snivels. Krillens face paled, many of the Namekian warriors had offered their services and many had perished. There was a high chance one of them could be young Dende's father.
"Well you can't stay out here, it's unsafe. Come on I'll take you to the med hut"
***
18 was rather impressed with herself. It was only 3 o'clock and she had already finished everything on Chi-chi list. She chose to ignore the fact that today's list was unusually short.
Wiping her hands on her skirt, she looked around, at a loss of what to do next. There was nothing for her to do. If she really wanted, she could go downstairs and get some sleep, but then she wouldn't be able to sleep later. That only left a few option, and she decided that she would go outside and try to find her brother.
It was a cold day, despite the blue sky, and 18 found herself wrapping her arms around herself for extra warmth. It only took her about 5 minutes of walking around the grounds to find her brother. He was up in the air, holding a bucket and a sponge, cleaning windows. 18 laughed and lifted herself up into the sky to join him.
"Having fun?" she asked
17 jumped, "god 18, you scared the crap out of me!" he scolded her. 18 only laughed at him
"What are you doing out here?" 17 asked, obviously confused as to why his sister wasn't working.
"I'm finished" 18 casually replied with a shrug of the shoulders.
"Really?" 17 seemed stunned
18 nodded "Really"
17, who was almost finished this particular task anyway, decided that the job he had done was good enough, so he had no need for the bucket of luke warm, dirty water with a few soap bubbles remaining in it, and he couldn't see anyone else who might need it so –
"Hey 18"
"Yeah"
The next thing that could be heard was 18's high pitched, shocked and surprised scream, as 17 dumped the contents of the bucket on her head.
"17!" she shrieked, as he took off into the air. 18 quickly gave chase to him, zipping through the air trying to get her hands on him, though what she would do if she actually caught him eluded her.
"What the hell was that for?" she asked him as she wiped water from her eyes.
17 laughed at her, she looked ridiculous. "I felt like it"
18 shook her head "you are so immature" she said
"Why?" asked 17 "What's so immature about wanting to have a little fun?"
18 was at a loss, what do you say to that? What can you say to that? Her eyes dropped to the ground far below, and the annoyed look that had been present on her features before, was replaced with a totally blank expression. It was like all of a sudden, she had just totally stopped.
"18…?" 17 called to his twin
She looked up, blinked and smiled, but 17 could tell it wasn't a smile of happiness, she was worried about something. He drifted over to his sister and stopped just beside her. "What's wrong?" he asked, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing," she shook her head, "Nothing at all. I'm going to go now ok. Tell Tarie I said hi when you see her" she turned her back on her brother and began her decent towards the ground.
~
18 walked through the cemetery, she didn't like being here at all, it brought back to many memories of a childhood she was trying so desperately to forget. Some of the graves here looked like they had gone unattended for years now, moss had grown over the tombstones, making the inscriptions illegible, weeds were growing around all around the burial site, and forgotten flowers that had been laid with good intentions had been left to wilt and die much like the memories they were honoring.
Well 18 would never let that happen to anyone she cared about. She walked down the concrete path towards Astrid's final resting place and lowered herself to the ground. She made a point of making sure that she stopped by at least once a week, twice if she possibly could.
"Hi Astrid" she said as she ran her hand along the top of the black, still relatively new marble tombstone. She picked up the flowers she had placed there last week, and replaced them with the one she had picked from the gardens on her way here.
She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, she felt an overwhelming sense of grief wash over her and instead of anything coming out of her mouth, a steady flow of fat tears rolled down her cheeks. Sure when she came here, she always felt more upset about the death of her friend, but today it was almost unbearable. Everyone around her was leaving her, First Astrid, and now there was a possibility Krillen wouldn't be coming back, so what next? Would something terrible happen to 17, Tarie or Nison? Or even worse 17 and Tarie's unborn baby. Was there some kind of a terrible aura surrounding her, where every single time there was even a glimmer of something good in her life, someone would have to get sick, leave or die.
"Astrid, I know you can hear me up there in heaven and I want you to listen. Please Astrid, bring Krillen home to me but even more importantly, please make sure 17 and Taries baby is ok. You would be so proud of them right now, I know you would, they are working so hard to make this work and I just know they are going to be really good parents" she paused and tipped her head back, looking straight up into the sky, looking beyond what she could see and what she knew was there. Into the area of the sky that only existed if your faith in it would allow it. Without tipping her head forward again she stood up and sighed. Then letting her head fall forward again, she wiped some tears from her face and said, "Tell mama I said I love her, Astrid"
***
He was hurt, bruised, beaten bloody and pissed off. It wasn't often that Kakkarot got so enraged that he hated anyone and everything, but this was one of those times. He was so sick and tired of fighting this battle, and the way they were fighting at the moment they were making no process at all.
"Ari" he called to the blue haired giant, who was currently in the process of beating up an enemy, and he was doing a pretty good job of it to.
"Uh I'm kind busy over here mate" he cried back.
"Allow me" said Kakkarot and he blasted the purple devil into oblivion; he then quickly darted over to Ari before another one of them pounced on him.
"Ari listen to me. We aren't achieving anything here. We need to work as a team" Ari nodded in agreement. "Listen," Kakkarot continued, he had to shout over the sounds of battle to be heard though "I think if we go straight for Frieza, the rest of these freaks will just go back to wherever they came from"
"Why's that?"
"Because my people have been in the same situation as theirs. They are only working for Frieza because they are to scared not to. Think about it, if Frieza is gone, why do these guys need to keep fighting us?"
Ari indicated that he understood Kakkarot by nodding his head and giving Kakkarot the 'thumbs up' "I get it" he said, "Now what do you want me to do?"
"Tell everyone to give up on these guys. Go straight for Frieza," he shouted "Straight for Frieza!" he repeated the most important part of the sentence.
"Ok" said Ari and he disappeared into the brown battlefield, which was drenched with the blood of their enemies and their comrades alike
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Krillen sunk to the ground and shut his eyes, trying to stop the tears leaking from them, but failing miserably. In front of him lay a big burly Sayian who had just breathed his last breath, bring the allied death toll to 10. 5 Sayians had lost their lives, as had 5 people from Ari's home planet of Bindoon and also 13 brave Namekian soldiers, who had so bravely offered their serviced had perished. When Krillen evened it out though, he realized that it could have been worse, there could have been total wipe out of the allies, or Frieza could have gotten word that they were waiting for him and detoured to another planet before they had time to beat him there. But still, seeing so many of the people you had gotten to know and made friends with bleed to death, missing arms and legs, or with huge gaping hopes shot right through the middle of their bodies, it really made you want to be sick.
"Krillen," he could hear someone calling his name off in the distance "Krillen!" it was getting closer. He opened his eyes and looked around, to see Ari dashing towards him. He quickly told Krillen of Kakkarot's plan and Krillen jumped up; suddenly he had renewed hope and eager desire to get this battle over with and go home.
"Go tell everyone" ordered Ari, Krillen did as he was told and rushed towards the med hut, picking up another wounded solider on the way.
~
Vegeta sat up on the bed and gulped down yet another glass of water. Thought due to the current situation, the Namekians had begun to ration the supply of water, and the amount they gave out to each man. Usually they would just go down to the river and get some water, but the river had become infested with blood, bones and bodies and was not suitable for drinking from, or anything else for that matter, which left them with only the water they had in their tank to keep them going and that was a dwindling supply.
"Vegeta!" his head snapped around and he saw his little brother rushing towards him.
"What?" he asked, "What's wrong"
"Kakkarot has a plan". Vegeta blinked that man was an oaf and he had no idea what Chi-chi saw in him, but he was an amazing fighter. It was as if he had a split personality, the regular dimwitted Kakkarot that would never hurt a fly, and the super fine-tuned fighting Kakkarot, with skills and abilities that Vegeta hated to admit, even surpassed his own skills.
He listen to Krillen pass on the message of Kakkarot's plan and had to admit that it made sense. Those purple things were only fighting so that Frieza wouldn't kill them; they probably had families to look after just like most the allied troops did.
Vegeta climbed off the bed and together with Krillen they walked outside, where it seemed that most of the other men had already gotten the memo. For if you titled your head just a little bit upwards, you would see about 70 men all fighting for their lives against the universes greatest ever tyrant, and in an amusing twist, it seemed that some of the purple warriors had also joined in and were helping the allies bombard Frieza and his ship with blast after blast after blast.
"C'mon Krillen, lets get up there!" said Vegeta and he leapt into the sky, and mere seconds later Krillen did the same.
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"See, I told you this would work" said Kakkarot to Krillen during a brief moment of rest so both warriors could get their breath back before their next assault. Frieza was beginning to show signs of weakness, and it had only been 20 minutes, if things kept going at this rate, they would be able to go home tonight.
They could hear Frieza cackling up in front of them, and it only served to enrage them even more. Kakkarot's nostrils flared and he charged towards Frieza, but Krillen grabbed hold of his chest amour and pulled him back
"Kakkarot stop. Look over there"
"Over where?!" Kakkarot snapped, breathing heavily
Krillen's voice was surprisingly calm "Behind Frieza. Look, it's Vegeta, and Frieza hasn't sensed him. If he can get close enough to blow his head off this will all be over.
The men weren't stupid though, they knew that if they stopped their assault, then Frieza would wise up to the fact that something was going on and then Vegeta would not only loose the perfect opportunity to put an end to this, Frieza would probably be much more cautious to watch what was going on behind him next time
~
Vegeta couldn't believe Frieza had been so stupid as to leave such a huge gap behind him, he also couldn't believe that the allies had been so stupid as to not completely surround him, but hey, he was only minutes away from destroying the greatest monster the universe had ever known. It had been simple really, all he had done was sneak off around the side of Freiza's stupid spaceship, rise into the air and sneak up behind him.
He was so close now, maybe 5 meters away. This was the most dangerous time though; he had to get closer still, and at the same time, power up a blast big enough to destroy Frieza. That shouldn't be to hard though, from here, he could see that Frieza was struggling and he would be to distracted worrying about protecting his front to pay much attention to his back, and after his rest in the med hut Vegeta was feeling relatively refreshed.
"Final Flash" he very quietly announced the blast, making it appear in his hands like magic, concentrating his energy, he made the ball progressively bigger as he got close and closer until he could actually hear Frieza talking to himself
'I don't believe this,' he though to himself 'I'm actually going to do it, I'm going to kill Frieza'
"Frieza!" he called as he lifted his arms arm, ready to fire the blast, he had never felt as good as he did right now.
Frieza began to turn around, but he never even got to see his killer, because before he had even fully turned around Vegeta released the white-hot ball of energy and disintegrated everything from his waste up.
And then it was all over, after an epic 40-hour battle, Frieza was dead before his body even hit the ground. There was a few seconds of shocked silence as it sunk in that they had won, it was all over, years of pain, suffering and torment had finally come to an end.
And it had been a relatively un-eventful end at that.
A rousing cheer rose from the men and from it Krillen emerged and charged across the sky to his brother
"You did it Vegeta!" he cried joyously "you actually did it!"
Vegeta blinked a few times and rubbed his head "I did it," he muttered to himself "I killed Frieza".
Nappa was next to fly up to the two princes "Prince Vegeta," he said with a deep bow, "that was amazing"
He only had one thing to say in reply to that. "Can we get of this planet now? I need a shower"
***
Chi-chi was woken to the sound of someone knocking on her door, and it continued to grow louder and more intense until she finally swung open the door, to reveal one of her fathers assistant's, who's name she couldn't recall
Chi-chi raised an eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe, letting a big yawn escape her lips "What do you want?" she asked
"You father, he has news and wishes you to meet him in the throne room immediately"
Chi-chi snapped into attention, her father would only have news about one thing at this time of the night "I'll be right there" she said and shut the door in the messengers face.
She very quickly threw on a pair of white sweat pants and smoothed out the fur on her tail, then she dug her slippers out of the closet and ran down the hall towards the throne room
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"Ah Chi-chi dear!" called the King when he saw Chi-chi walking up the red carpet towards the throne. "Come here, won't you?"
Chi-chi looked around the room, not comprehending what was going on, it seemed like a party of sorts "Papa, what's going on?" she asked, "What's happened?"
"Chi-chi, Frieza has been defeated. We just received word from Nappa; they are on the ship and heading home. It was along hard battle, but in the end it was none other than Vegeta who finished him off!" explained the King, the smile on his face as bright as Chi-chi could ever remember seeing it.
It wasn't long until there was a rather large gathering in the throne room, even at 6am news traveled quickly, and somewhere during that time, the cooks had been alerted, now there was a rather large selection of breakfast food for the impromptu guests to choose from.
Chi-chi could hear someone calling her, "Chi!" and just as she turned around, Bulma pounced on her and wrapped her in a tight in embrace
"Hi B-Chan!" she squealed and hugged her friend back, both of them clad in only sweat pants and tank tops
"You obviously heard the news?"
"Duh! Oh I can't wait for Vegeta to get home, though he's going to be the most popular guy on the planet, so he'll probably just forget about me"
"Aw B, that's not going to happen. Vegeta really likes you, trust me, I can tell"
"You think?"
"No I don't think. I know. Believe me, a sister knows these things"
Bulma smiled, and then began jumping up and down like a maniac Chi-chi placed her hands on her hips and laughed at her best friend.
Bulma couldn't contain her joy. "I can't believe they're coming home!"
***
A/N; Well what did you think? I know the fighting scenes weren't very good, but like I told you before, I'm not good at things like that, and I really did try to write something at least semi-good.
Oh and have any of you people heard of 'World Idol'… I think you probably should have. Well watch it! And vote for the Australian boy…GUY SEBASTIAN! Yay, I am officially herby creating the 'FF.net-voting-for-Guy-to-win-World-Idol-Club!' And before you tell me you just want to vote for your counties Idol to win… The voting system of the comp forbids you to vote for your own Idol, so vote for mine!! He looks just like my boyfriend (except my boyfriend don't have an afro) and he has an amazing voice. Remember: Vote for GUY!
Well, now that's said, I'd love to know what you though of this chapter in a review. It can be my Christmas present! Well, I hope you all have a great Christmas, and I'll try to have a new chapter out before the new year.
P.S: If you are really bored, I'll post you a story of my entire Christmas day in my bio (obviously after Christmas) so you can all know how much a boring day I had ay my grandparents
Review please
~Deadly Beauty