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Chapter 3
Videl's eyes shot open wide at the large doors in front of her. Guards stepped aside quickly allowing the Queen and the young ones to pass threw without a word.
Bulma could tell King Vegeta and Queen Kaida was very strict compared to her father and mother.
She could remember returning home and the guards that were by the gates would smile and welcome them back in a very friendly manner. Some times her parents would just stand there and talk to the guards, while other guards would walk over pick them up and play with them in the big front yard.
Bulma could remember how friendly the whole town was, everyone knew everyone. It was happy and kept almost crime free. No one needed to steal, the King made sure every homeless person had a home.
They also allowed guest come to the Palace in the evening to gather the many leftovers threw out the day; these guests consisted of villagers who might have been poor with children, and lacked the food and nutrition to feed them. 'My parents would have given the world for peace. Why did evil prevail this time around?' Bulma thought to herself as she followed behind the Queen with her younger sister clenching tightly to her arm.
Bulma looked down at Videl to find her eyes shut tightly, Bulma let out a soft sigh, "What's wrong now?" she smiled, almost forgetting where they were.
"I'm just scared is all; I hope we're not into any trouble."
"Don't be silly." a soft voice said, Videl opened her eyes to see the Queen directly in front of them. "I would never let any harm come to two small children just wondering in my back yard. That is not something I presume to be considered dangerous to our Kingdom." The Queen smiled sweetly.
"What do you want?" Bulma's words were almost harsh.
The Queen did not speak; she turned around to greet another beautiful woman standing behind her.
This woman was very tall, and very beautiful, she had short sleek hair just like Videl's, and wore a sleeveless top, made of satin. The pants were made of satin as well; her hair was neatly pulled back into a pony tail with jewels dangling all around it.
Her outfit would be easily described as an older Egyptian outfit made of an almost orange colored satin.
Looking around the room they were standing it, there was a large bed fit for a King, a long grass-green satin silk clothe was draped all around the bed for privacy, the comforter one the bed was a soft off-white, and looked very thick and warm.
There were seven pillows; four of them were lying across the top of the bed with the thick comforter pulled over them.
The other three was lined up neatly between each of the four pillows with off-white pillow cases matching the comforters.
Videl's eyes swelled with tears as she gazed upon the room's glory. Standing by the door, facing the bed to the left was a huge window. The windowsill was large and had a white cushion across it like a couch.
Small fancy pillows covered it; the pillows were all natural colors, grass-green with a soft clean brown like the earth. For being such odd colors, the room was beautiful and looked so natural. Bright colors everywhere, it seemed like a large field of wild flowers.
The floor was covered with natural shaded pillows all around the bed. It seemed as if you could just walk into the room and drop any where to sleep. Neatly tangled into the mess of pillows, often you came across soft satin sheets that matched each fancy pillow.
To the right of the bed was a large dresser with a closet. The dresser was painted with a shiny off white color and handles made of brass. The closet had a see-through gold satin curtain hanging from it, and two small hooks on either side to hook it on, to open it up. Along side of the closet was what looked like a nightstand, it had a mirror on it with three candles of different sizes, all a soft cream color sitting on the mirror. None of them were lit, but they knew they were there to help see in the closet at night in a much more elegant way.
Back to the left side of the bed, past the window was a book shelf, covered it beautiful books, some thick and some thin neatly placed there with care.
An entire set of encyclopedias were on the very bottom shelf, along with a large dictionary.
There was what looked like a couch along side of the book shelf, kitty-cornered from the book shelf to the window. It was a two-seater sofa, very fancy with only one side to it to rest your arm on, and starting from that side it worked its way directly down to no backing on the sofa on the other side. Draped over it were more satin sheets with fancy pillows.
On the other side of this wooden book shelf that matched the dresser so well with the colors, was a reclining chair. It looked so comfortable Bulma was ready to jump into it. But as she went to do so the strange lady took her hand and led her out the door.
The Queen silently walked out of the room and left down some large stairs.
This lady took a hold of Videl's hand also and walked them down the hall a ways.
They came into a large warm room. Moister filled the air with hot steam.
Videl closed her eyes to savor the moment, they've been wondering in the cold for what seemed like forever. Living in what seemed like hell from what they are compared it to, now they are in a warm place. With a little food, clean clothes, and a place to sleep like the beautiful room they were in would make their lives Heaven right now.
"My name is Rebeccia, but if you like you can call me auntie Beccie, or just Bec will do fine also."
Bulma looked to Rebeccia with a very confused look.
Rebeccia picked up Videl and sat her on a counter, and gently took her Teddy away.
Videl's eyes were swelling with tears, she was so afraid and Teddy was her only comfort right now.
Her sister was standing about seven feet away from them staring in confusion; Videl did not know weather to cry, run, or both.
But Rebeccia was very gentle and she smiled, "What is your name, sweetie?" her voice was like the queens, soft. It reminded her of her mother, and brought back special memories.
Videl looked to Bulma, which gave her an innocent stern look. "My name is Tezzy." Videl was not looking at Rebeccia, but at her sister then her eyes found themselves back to her Teddy bear.
"And what is his name?" Rebeccia asked softly. "His name is… it's…his name is, Nardo." Videl said cheering up a bit. She had named her new Teddy bear after her father's best friend. Uncle Nardo they called him, he was their best friend. Videl's teddy bear comforted her, like Nardo used to do when her parents were away.
When her mind drifted back to what was happening, she realized she was not dressed any more. Rebeccia picked the skinny girl up setting her on the floor.
She took her hand leading her to a large bath tub covered in bubbles.
Bulma smiled softly to herself. They were brought into this Palace and she was afraid it was for a bad reason, but she thought that she might have caught on to what was happening. They were being taken in by the Queen.
Bulma took her clothes off as well and climbed in the hot bath with Videl.
Videl was giggling and ducking under the water. She was so excited; this was their first real bath in a long time.
Rebeccia left the room; she knew that two beautiful orphans like them probably felt as if they were in Heaven with a hot bubble bath, which was very true. So she let them be, she knew they would get out when they were ready.
They splashed all over the place. Soon they got out of the bubble bath tub. Feeling cleaner than ever, they jumped in the huge hot spring, it was like and inside swimming pool, but hot like a hot tub. No bubbles, just a waterfall and plants everywhere. It seemed like a beautiful lake, only much, much more warm.
"Tez, I think we are staying here." Bulma sat up in the water very still as if in deep thought. "I hope so! I like it here." Videl smiled at her sister.
"Remember when Nardo used to tell us about the Dragon kingdom, and of the two prince's and how the Queen wanted daughters?"
"Yeah Kat, I remember. Ohh you think that's why we are here? Because she don't have any girls of her own?" Videl rubbed some water out of her eyes with a towel.
"I think so." Bulma said splashing more water back into Videl's eyes laughing.
The Queen found two orphan girls out on their own, Bulma had heard stories from Nardo that King Vegeta had two sons but no daughters and that the Queen wanted a daughter very badly.
But the king insisted two is enough, even though one of them was not of their blood.
King Vegeta had a very close friend many years ago. His name was Goku, and it was because of Goku that Vegeta was a live today.
They were best friends, Goku, even though not blood related was Vegeta's right hand man, and they became very close. They both had wives at this time. King Vegeta's wife, Kaida just had a small baby boy. In which Vegeta proudly named after himself.
Goku's wife was expecting, and Goku had already chosen the name 'Gohan' if it was a son. Soft, gentle and lovable, that was just what Goku expected his son to become.
Vegeta and Goku had two different ideas' of how they wanted their sons to be raised.
Vegeta wanted a emotionless brutal warrior, and Goku wanted a kind man to find a lucky woman to live happy, have children and live in peace, yet strong enough to defend his family.
Vegeta gave him a hard time about it the whole way through. "'Gohan' is a gay name." or "That's the name of a wimpy boy, which doesn't matter much to you since that's what you want him raised to be." Even though King Vegeta said it so seriously, Goku knew he was kidding and only smiled back. He never let the King's harsh words get to him. They were best friends in an odd laid back way. They got along teasing each other. Well, more like Vegeta teasing him.
They fought side by side in wars; they both looked out for each other others back. Vegeta had saved Goku's life a numerous of times.
This only gave Vegeta more teasing leverage. "Next time I won't save you." But King Vegeta knew it wasn't true.
Goku made the Kings life a little easier, to not have to be so serious 24/7. This actually opened up a softer side to him that he never shown to anyone but his wife and best friend, Goku.
After his child was born, and about three weeks old news of a war had come in and the King and Goku left to fight, promising their wives to return home safe, like always.
The fight was very brutal; the enemies were weak yet many. A few of the enemies had caught Vegeta off guard, thrashing towards him with a killing move. Goku threw himself in front of his best friend saving the Kings life, by knowingly letting his own be taken.
When the war was over King Vegeta found his friends body, clasped in his hand was a picture he must have pulled out of his pocket. It was a picture of Goku and his seven month pregnant wife.
Vegeta could not even speak. He would have gladly taken his only friends place right now, and was angry that couldn't.
Vegeta was sure to give his only friend an honorable burial, with that picture close to his heart. King Vegeta also put the royal ring around Goku's finger during the funeral. Promising Goku that he would take care of his wife and unborn child the best way he can. Now he and his family are part of the royal family, blood or no blood, dead or alive. Goku was now a King, second to Vegeta. He wore the Royal ring, and now that he is gone his family will be treated with the same respect as his own family.
It was about a month and a half later Goku's wife Chichi had gotten very ill. She was so heart broken over the death of her husband she lost almost all will to survive. The only thing keeping her going was hope to raise their son to know everything about how great of a man that Goku was. It wasn't long after she had become ill she caught news of the death of her child, the doctors had assumed the child would be still-born and would not make it because of the lack of nutrition the baby received inside her whom, due to Chichi not eating well from depression.
After she heard the news her heart dropped, now her husband was gone and she was sure to have killed the only thing left of him. That night she fell asleep never to wake up, taking her unborn child with her. Her cause of death was recorded as a "Broken Heart".
This sent King Vegeta into a world of anger and self hatred. His best friend and now his best friend's wife with their unborn child. He wanted more than anything to keep his promise to his best friend and take care of his family, and now his family joined his best friend, leaving them in Goku's care once again.
For the first moment in King Vegeta's life he actually looked to the stars with tears. A servant came to him with some good news and a blanket wrapped in his arms. Vegeta's tears were so few it was unnoticeable. And even with being so angered, he could not stand to shoot the servant pestering behind him. He was just so heart broken.
He stood very still just looking ahead, when he noticed the servant walked up to his side handing King Vegeta a small bundle in a blanket. "It seems the unborn child is stronger than we all expected, he survived. We don't understand it honestly, his heart rate stopped completely and then just started again." After placing the small sleeping child into Vegeta's care, he walked away without another word.
Vegeta held the baby up closer to him, looked into the sleeping child's face, and almost smiled as a single tear dripped on the baby's forehead. He was speechless, he knew all babies were miracles but this one beat them all.
The stars were shining even more brightly than before now.
Vegeta just thought blankly, Goku still was out there in spirit and trusted him enough to raise his only child, and thus gave it back to his care. This was an honor that would not be turned down. Vegeta could now finally keep his promise.
He looked at the stars and felt the cool air bristly cross his face, feeling the child shiver, he looked down to sweetly cover the baby's head from the wind. "Gohan...my son" was all the King could say.
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Chapter 3
Videl's eyes shot open wide at the large doors in front of her. Guards stepped aside quickly allowing the Queen and the young ones to pass threw without a word.
Bulma could tell King Vegeta and Queen Kaida was very strict compared to her father and mother.
She could remember returning home and the guards that were by the gates would smile and welcome them back in a very friendly manner. Some times her parents would just stand there and talk to the guards, while other guards would walk over pick them up and play with them in the big front yard.
Bulma could remember how friendly the whole town was, everyone knew everyone. It was happy and kept almost crime free. No one needed to steal, the King made sure every homeless person had a home.
They also allowed guest come to the Palace in the evening to gather the many leftovers threw out the day; these guests consisted of villagers who might have been poor with children, and lacked the food and nutrition to feed them. 'My parents would have given the world for peace. Why did evil prevail this time around?' Bulma thought to herself as she followed behind the Queen with her younger sister clenching tightly to her arm.
Bulma looked down at Videl to find her eyes shut tightly, Bulma let out a soft sigh, "What's wrong now?" she smiled, almost forgetting where they were.
"I'm just scared is all; I hope we're not into any trouble."
"Don't be silly." a soft voice said, Videl opened her eyes to see the Queen directly in front of them. "I would never let any harm come to two small children just wondering in my back yard. That is not something I presume to be considered dangerous to our Kingdom." The Queen smiled sweetly.
"What do you want?" Bulma's words were almost harsh.
The Queen did not speak; she turned around to greet another beautiful woman standing behind her.
This woman was very tall, and very beautiful, she had short sleek hair just like Videl's, and wore a sleeveless top, made of satin. The pants were made of satin as well; her hair was neatly pulled back into a pony tail with jewels dangling all around it.
Her outfit would be easily described as an older Egyptian outfit made of an almost orange colored satin.
Looking around the room they were standing it, there was a large bed fit for a King, a long grass-green satin silk clothe was draped all around the bed for privacy, the comforter one the bed was a soft off-white, and looked very thick and warm.
There were seven pillows; four of them were lying across the top of the bed with the thick comforter pulled over them.
The other three was lined up neatly between each of the four pillows with off-white pillow cases matching the comforters.
Videl's eyes swelled with tears as she gazed upon the room's glory. Standing by the door, facing the bed to the left was a huge window. The windowsill was large and had a white cushion across it like a couch.
Small fancy pillows covered it; the pillows were all natural colors, grass-green with a soft clean brown like the earth. For being such odd colors, the room was beautiful and looked so natural. Bright colors everywhere, it seemed like a large field of wild flowers.
The floor was covered with natural shaded pillows all around the bed. It seemed as if you could just walk into the room and drop any where to sleep. Neatly tangled into the mess of pillows, often you came across soft satin sheets that matched each fancy pillow.
To the right of the bed was a large dresser with a closet. The dresser was painted with a shiny off white color and handles made of brass. The closet had a see-through gold satin curtain hanging from it, and two small hooks on either side to hook it on, to open it up. Along side of the closet was what looked like a nightstand, it had a mirror on it with three candles of different sizes, all a soft cream color sitting on the mirror. None of them were lit, but they knew they were there to help see in the closet at night in a much more elegant way.
Back to the left side of the bed, past the window was a book shelf, covered it beautiful books, some thick and some thin neatly placed there with care.
An entire set of encyclopedias were on the very bottom shelf, along with a large dictionary.
There was what looked like a couch along side of the book shelf, kitty-cornered from the book shelf to the window. It was a two-seater sofa, very fancy with only one side to it to rest your arm on, and starting from that side it worked its way directly down to no backing on the sofa on the other side. Draped over it were more satin sheets with fancy pillows.
On the other side of this wooden book shelf that matched the dresser so well with the colors, was a reclining chair. It looked so comfortable Bulma was ready to jump into it. But as she went to do so the strange lady took her hand and led her out the door.
The Queen silently walked out of the room and left down some large stairs.
This lady took a hold of Videl's hand also and walked them down the hall a ways.
They came into a large warm room. Moister filled the air with hot steam.
Videl closed her eyes to savor the moment, they've been wondering in the cold for what seemed like forever. Living in what seemed like hell from what they are compared it to, now they are in a warm place. With a little food, clean clothes, and a place to sleep like the beautiful room they were in would make their lives Heaven right now.
"My name is Rebeccia, but if you like you can call me auntie Beccie, or just Bec will do fine also."
Bulma looked to Rebeccia with a very confused look.
Rebeccia picked up Videl and sat her on a counter, and gently took her Teddy away.
Videl's eyes were swelling with tears, she was so afraid and Teddy was her only comfort right now.
Her sister was standing about seven feet away from them staring in confusion; Videl did not know weather to cry, run, or both.
But Rebeccia was very gentle and she smiled, "What is your name, sweetie?" her voice was like the queens, soft. It reminded her of her mother, and brought back special memories.
Videl looked to Bulma, which gave her an innocent stern look. "My name is Tezzy." Videl was not looking at Rebeccia, but at her sister then her eyes found themselves back to her Teddy bear.
"And what is his name?" Rebeccia asked softly. "His name is… it's…his name is, Nardo." Videl said cheering up a bit. She had named her new Teddy bear after her father's best friend. Uncle Nardo they called him, he was their best friend. Videl's teddy bear comforted her, like Nardo used to do when her parents were away.
When her mind drifted back to what was happening, she realized she was not dressed any more. Rebeccia picked the skinny girl up setting her on the floor.
She took her hand leading her to a large bath tub covered in bubbles.
Bulma smiled softly to herself. They were brought into this Palace and she was afraid it was for a bad reason, but she thought that she might have caught on to what was happening. They were being taken in by the Queen.
Bulma took her clothes off as well and climbed in the hot bath with Videl.
Videl was giggling and ducking under the water. She was so excited; this was their first real bath in a long time.
Rebeccia left the room; she knew that two beautiful orphans like them probably felt as if they were in Heaven with a hot bubble bath, which was very true. So she let them be, she knew they would get out when they were ready.
They splashed all over the place. Soon they got out of the bubble bath tub. Feeling cleaner than ever, they jumped in the huge hot spring, it was like and inside swimming pool, but hot like a hot tub. No bubbles, just a waterfall and plants everywhere. It seemed like a beautiful lake, only much, much more warm.
"Tez, I think we are staying here." Bulma sat up in the water very still as if in deep thought. "I hope so! I like it here." Videl smiled at her sister.
"Remember when Nardo used to tell us about the Dragon kingdom, and of the two prince's and how the Queen wanted daughters?"
"Yeah Kat, I remember. Ohh you think that's why we are here? Because she don't have any girls of her own?" Videl rubbed some water out of her eyes with a towel.
"I think so." Bulma said splashing more water back into Videl's eyes laughing.
The Queen found two orphan girls out on their own, Bulma had heard stories from Nardo that King Vegeta had two sons but no daughters and that the Queen wanted a daughter very badly.
But the king insisted two is enough, even though one of them was not of their blood.
King Vegeta had a very close friend many years ago. His name was Goku, and it was because of Goku that Vegeta was a live today.
They were best friends, Goku, even though not blood related was Vegeta's right hand man, and they became very close. They both had wives at this time. King Vegeta's wife, Kaida just had a small baby boy. In which Vegeta proudly named after himself.
Goku's wife was expecting, and Goku had already chosen the name 'Gohan' if it was a son. Soft, gentle and lovable, that was just what Goku expected his son to become.
Vegeta and Goku had two different ideas' of how they wanted their sons to be raised.
Vegeta wanted a emotionless brutal warrior, and Goku wanted a kind man to find a lucky woman to live happy, have children and live in peace, yet strong enough to defend his family.
Vegeta gave him a hard time about it the whole way through. "'Gohan' is a gay name." or "That's the name of a wimpy boy, which doesn't matter much to you since that's what you want him raised to be." Even though King Vegeta said it so seriously, Goku knew he was kidding and only smiled back. He never let the King's harsh words get to him. They were best friends in an odd laid back way. They got along teasing each other. Well, more like Vegeta teasing him.
They fought side by side in wars; they both looked out for each other others back. Vegeta had saved Goku's life a numerous of times.
This only gave Vegeta more teasing leverage. "Next time I won't save you." But King Vegeta knew it wasn't true.
Goku made the Kings life a little easier, to not have to be so serious 24/7. This actually opened up a softer side to him that he never shown to anyone but his wife and best friend, Goku.
After his child was born, and about three weeks old news of a war had come in and the King and Goku left to fight, promising their wives to return home safe, like always.
The fight was very brutal; the enemies were weak yet many. A few of the enemies had caught Vegeta off guard, thrashing towards him with a killing move. Goku threw himself in front of his best friend saving the Kings life, by knowingly letting his own be taken.
When the war was over King Vegeta found his friends body, clasped in his hand was a picture he must have pulled out of his pocket. It was a picture of Goku and his seven month pregnant wife.
Vegeta could not even speak. He would have gladly taken his only friends place right now, and was angry that couldn't.
Vegeta was sure to give his only friend an honorable burial, with that picture close to his heart. King Vegeta also put the royal ring around Goku's finger during the funeral. Promising Goku that he would take care of his wife and unborn child the best way he can. Now he and his family are part of the royal family, blood or no blood, dead or alive. Goku was now a King, second to Vegeta. He wore the Royal ring, and now that he is gone his family will be treated with the same respect as his own family.
It was about a month and a half later Goku's wife Chichi had gotten very ill. She was so heart broken over the death of her husband she lost almost all will to survive. The only thing keeping her going was hope to raise their son to know everything about how great of a man that Goku was. It wasn't long after she had become ill she caught news of the death of her child, the doctors had assumed the child would be still-born and would not make it because of the lack of nutrition the baby received inside her whom, due to Chichi not eating well from depression.
After she heard the news her heart dropped, now her husband was gone and she was sure to have killed the only thing left of him. That night she fell asleep never to wake up, taking her unborn child with her. Her cause of death was recorded as a "Broken Heart".
This sent King Vegeta into a world of anger and self hatred. His best friend and now his best friend's wife with their unborn child. He wanted more than anything to keep his promise to his best friend and take care of his family, and now his family joined his best friend, leaving them in Goku's care once again.
For the first moment in King Vegeta's life he actually looked to the stars with tears. A servant came to him with some good news and a blanket wrapped in his arms. Vegeta's tears were so few it was unnoticeable. And even with being so angered, he could not stand to shoot the servant pestering behind him. He was just so heart broken.
He stood very still just looking ahead, when he noticed the servant walked up to his side handing King Vegeta a small bundle in a blanket. "It seems the unborn child is stronger than we all expected, he survived. We don't understand it honestly, his heart rate stopped completely and then just started again." After placing the small sleeping child into Vegeta's care, he walked away without another word.
Vegeta held the baby up closer to him, looked into the sleeping child's face, and almost smiled as a single tear dripped on the baby's forehead. He was speechless, he knew all babies were miracles but this one beat them all.
The stars were shining even more brightly than before now.
Vegeta just thought blankly, Goku still was out there in spirit and trusted him enough to raise his only child, and thus gave it back to his care. This was an honor that would not be turned down. Vegeta could now finally keep his promise.
He looked at the stars and felt the cool air bristly cross his face, feeling the child shiver, he looked down to sweetly cover the baby's head from the wind. "Gohan...my son" was all the King could say.
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