Memories Resurfaced Ch.14
Note: Thank you to all of the beautiful reviewers out there! I love you!! *runs around giving random people hugs* Ahem! Anyway, I'm so glad that reviewers tell me that they'll kill me if I don't update! It touches my heart! Do keep up! So, this is the big "14," huh? Before you read the chapter, you must promise me...promise me that you won't soil your pants after you are done with the chappie! This shall be the most exciting part of the story, so make way for a dawn of action, no more peace!! Hazaa!
This chapter is dedicated to my loyal friend RainingFire (that's her pen name, check out her stories! They're about Inuyasha and stuff!)
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply; see chapter 1.
Vegeta jumped to the window, looking for whom, Bulma didn't know. He was frantic. Sweat was dripping down his face in enormous amounts, and he looked scared to death. Who was here? That was Bulma's last thought before a bright light shone through the window and she heard it break like a sonic boom. She turned to Vegeta after her sight had returned; he was on the ground clutching his left hand, and tears of pain were dripping down his handsome face combined with sweat; he was shrieking with agony.
Bulma didn't know what to do. She instinctively bent down near him to try and ease his pain, but to no avail. When she touched him, he just toppled over and bent into a fetal position, still crying out the pain. Eventually, the screaming stopped, and he was just spread out on the floor, panting from his ordeal. But was it over?
The question was answered when she heard numerous footsteps in the facility. They climbed up the stairs quickly, and Bulma heard small noises outside the door of her room. The near silence broke as the door was torn from its hinges, and men in dark black clothes with guns entered the room and surrounded them both. She looked again to Vegeta, who was getting up again, but the fear in his eyes was still evident. He stood up and swallowed, as though embracing the fate that would befall him. His eyes moved toward the doorway, where a man in a lab coat stood smirking. He strode into the room, still wearing his insanely wide grin.
Vegeta nearly jumped up, but didn't due to the , appearing beyond insanely pissed. His face contorted with anger and he looked like he would rip the scientist to shreds.
Such anger...who are these people? Bulma thought silently. She looked around quickly; there were about thirty of them, and there were more in the hallway. Surrounded...
Her concentration turned to Vegeta, who was now off the floor and angrier looking than ever. He just continued to meet eyes with the "leader" of the intruders.
Vegeta's glance quickly grew calm and he lifted his head in such a haughty way, which to Bulma was his natural way to hide anger...or fear and show superiority, and he finally spoke up.
"So...may I help you?" he sneered deeply at the newcomer.
The scientist laughed deeply in his throat, "Just to see an old friend Vegeta, how are you?"
"You needn't be concerned with my health. What do you want?"
The leader lifted his fingers and the soldiers lining him resumed pointing their rifles. He smiled and sighed deeply at the same time, "Why, I merely hoped we could resume our friendship as we left off. What do you think? Maybe she can come too, we'd like that very much!" he grinned and fixed his eyes upon Bulma.
Vegeta quickly assumed a fighting position and a look of the purest loathing he could muster. "You can take her to your hell hole..." he tilted his head down giving a dark look, "...when you pry her from my cold, dead fingers!!"
At once, the room became lively. Vegeta jumped up, punched a nearby soldier out cold, and tackled the leader within the blink of an eye. He forced his hand into the scientist's face, ready with a ki blast and a furious, desperate look on his face.
He turned as quickly as he could to Bulma and screamed as loud as he could, "GET KAKARROT, NOW!!" and he threw Bulma out the door near literally.
Without hesitation Bulma jumped down the staircase and threw herself into a closet, reaching for her cell phone, which she never went anywhere without. And with a shaky hand dialed the Son number, growing more and more frantic the more pounding she heard from upstairs combined with gunshots.
The lined took a minute to keep up with Bulma's incredible speed and the phone rang. She heard someone pick up the phone and a groggy voice answered.
"...hello?" came an aggravated female voice.
"Chichi! Put Goku on the phone, quick!!"
"...Bulma, it's two in the morning...couldn't it wait-"
"PUT GOKU ON THE PHONE NOW!!" she nearly screamed. She heard some shuffling and then another familiar tired voice answered.
It yawned and then, "Hello?"
"GOKU!!! GET OVER HERE NOW!!" Bulma cried desperately.
Immediately, Goku's voice became alert, "Bulma?! What's wrong?!"
"GOKU!! THERE ARE THESE PEOPLE HERE WITH GUNS AND THEY-" Bulma stopped speaking when she heard pounding on the door. After a second and some rumbling, the door was kicked off its hinges and a soldier appeared in the doorway with an evil smile.
Bulma screamed when the soldier aimed his gun at her and shot her cell phone and exploded on contact. He reached in a jerked Bulma out with her left arm, she immediately began shrieking and kicking as hard as she could.
Her screaming was silenced when the soldier kicked her in the gut. She fell to her knees in pain, coughing up blood and sobs at once. She looked up and saw two other soldiers hauling Vegeta down the stairs by his arms and kicking him forward. He was unconscious and bruised badly, bleeding out of the side of his mouth.
Two more soldiers approached Bulma and pulled her outside onto the lawn, leaving her with a mouthful of fresh-cut grass covered in dew. The others threw Vegeta onto the ground also, but he was coming to, so he scrambled some and slowly got to his knees. He spit out the blood in his mouth and tackled one of the soldiers like a fierce animal.
One of the soldiers nearby aimed his gun at Vegeta and fired at his chest, throwing him a few feet away. He held his chest in pain on the ground all the while still trying to get onto his feet and take out the nearest soldier. The lead scientist approached and kicked him as he attempted to get to his feet. The soldier that had been tackled got up, pulled out his rifle, and took aim.
As quickly as the bullet was fired, a figure appeared out of the darkness and swatted the bullet away like a mosquito. His spiky hair that swayed in the night breeze was the only noise in the silence that took place afterward, until he spoke up.
"Who are you?" the shadow known as Goku shouted commandingly at anyone who drew too near. He jerked his head around to Vegeta who was still on the ground holding his chest in pain.
Narrowing his eyes even more angrily than ever, he turned back to the intruders. "ANSWER ME!!" Goku thundered.
The head scientist stepped forward, almost casually like he was greeting a long-time friend.
"Who, may I ask are you?" he spoke quietly.
"Depending on what you want, I can be your worst enemy," Goku leered at the scientist, "who are you, and why are you here?"
Giving shadows of a smirk, he answered, "I am Vladimir Hiroglinds. I came here to liven up an old friendship between Vegeta and I."
Vegeta shakily stood up from the ground, now holding his wound with a blood stained hand, and surprisingly, he was smirking.
"HA! Old friendship?! You-," Vegeta looked towards Goku, almost afraid that he would hear something he wished a secret; he straightened and cleared his throat, "Nei gladereh banvi net ai certhes operenth? Ga yui dept trey jiutsuk een! Fait resch ploe ne...HIR DAUMES!!!"
At once, Vladimir backed away, looking deeply offended. He clenched his teeth and he took on a red aura that made the ground beneath shake. Goku assumed that Vegeta, speaking their old native tongue, Saiya-jin, must have said something offensive.
Vladimir threw his head towards the sky and let out a roar. He shook a little and pointed his hand towards the two Saiya-jin, "GET THEM!!!"
The soldiers became alive immediately and began to shoot at them. Goku and Vegeta dodged in opposite directions and began to punch out the soldiers one by one.
Vegeta looked towards Goku while giving a guard an uppercut, "This changes nothing in between us, Kakarrot. Keep in mind that while you fight alongside me, I still hate you."
Goku looked back towards Vegeta with a disapproving frown while kicking a nearby grunt in the gut, "Vegeta...why do you have to feel so negatively towards everything? There-" he looked behind Vegeta to find Vladimir holding up a rifle, "VEGETA LOOK OUT!!"
The older Saiya-jin turned around, but a half-second too late. The rifle was shot and a dart pierced the skin of his neck. He fell unconscious before he realized what had happened. One of the grunts jumped behind him and caught him before he hit the ground.
"VEGETA! NO!!" Goku screamed just before a second dart was fired at his upper arm, and he too fell to the poison. Giving a last glance to Bulma, he lipped the words: "I'll be back" before he gave in to the darkness. (No Terminator pun intended...)
All of the soldiers, including the ones carrying Goku and Vegeta, ran back towards the aircraft and the door slammed shut, leaving a histeric Bulma behind.
She looked towards the ship and whispered silently, "Please come back..."
*****************************HELLO FRIENDS!! I'm sorry it took me a while to post the chapter, once again I became lazy. Meh! Anyways, next chappie after 5 reviews, right? Yep! I remembered! Yay!**********************************
Next Chapter: Goku and Vegeta are on the strange new alien ship, but what happens when Vegeta relives some of his worst memories as a child, literally! Find out next time!! (Corny? Yes. Catchy? Definitely!)
Note: Thank you to all of the beautiful reviewers out there! I love you!! *runs around giving random people hugs* Ahem! Anyway, I'm so glad that reviewers tell me that they'll kill me if I don't update! It touches my heart! Do keep up! So, this is the big "14," huh? Before you read the chapter, you must promise me...promise me that you won't soil your pants after you are done with the chappie! This shall be the most exciting part of the story, so make way for a dawn of action, no more peace!! Hazaa!
This chapter is dedicated to my loyal friend RainingFire (that's her pen name, check out her stories! They're about Inuyasha and stuff!)
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply; see chapter 1.
Vegeta jumped to the window, looking for whom, Bulma didn't know. He was frantic. Sweat was dripping down his face in enormous amounts, and he looked scared to death. Who was here? That was Bulma's last thought before a bright light shone through the window and she heard it break like a sonic boom. She turned to Vegeta after her sight had returned; he was on the ground clutching his left hand, and tears of pain were dripping down his handsome face combined with sweat; he was shrieking with agony.
Bulma didn't know what to do. She instinctively bent down near him to try and ease his pain, but to no avail. When she touched him, he just toppled over and bent into a fetal position, still crying out the pain. Eventually, the screaming stopped, and he was just spread out on the floor, panting from his ordeal. But was it over?
The question was answered when she heard numerous footsteps in the facility. They climbed up the stairs quickly, and Bulma heard small noises outside the door of her room. The near silence broke as the door was torn from its hinges, and men in dark black clothes with guns entered the room and surrounded them both. She looked again to Vegeta, who was getting up again, but the fear in his eyes was still evident. He stood up and swallowed, as though embracing the fate that would befall him. His eyes moved toward the doorway, where a man in a lab coat stood smirking. He strode into the room, still wearing his insanely wide grin.
Vegeta nearly jumped up, but didn't due to the , appearing beyond insanely pissed. His face contorted with anger and he looked like he would rip the scientist to shreds.
Such anger...who are these people? Bulma thought silently. She looked around quickly; there were about thirty of them, and there were more in the hallway. Surrounded...
Her concentration turned to Vegeta, who was now off the floor and angrier looking than ever. He just continued to meet eyes with the "leader" of the intruders.
Vegeta's glance quickly grew calm and he lifted his head in such a haughty way, which to Bulma was his natural way to hide anger...or fear and show superiority, and he finally spoke up.
"So...may I help you?" he sneered deeply at the newcomer.
The scientist laughed deeply in his throat, "Just to see an old friend Vegeta, how are you?"
"You needn't be concerned with my health. What do you want?"
The leader lifted his fingers and the soldiers lining him resumed pointing their rifles. He smiled and sighed deeply at the same time, "Why, I merely hoped we could resume our friendship as we left off. What do you think? Maybe she can come too, we'd like that very much!" he grinned and fixed his eyes upon Bulma.
Vegeta quickly assumed a fighting position and a look of the purest loathing he could muster. "You can take her to your hell hole..." he tilted his head down giving a dark look, "...when you pry her from my cold, dead fingers!!"
At once, the room became lively. Vegeta jumped up, punched a nearby soldier out cold, and tackled the leader within the blink of an eye. He forced his hand into the scientist's face, ready with a ki blast and a furious, desperate look on his face.
He turned as quickly as he could to Bulma and screamed as loud as he could, "GET KAKARROT, NOW!!" and he threw Bulma out the door near literally.
Without hesitation Bulma jumped down the staircase and threw herself into a closet, reaching for her cell phone, which she never went anywhere without. And with a shaky hand dialed the Son number, growing more and more frantic the more pounding she heard from upstairs combined with gunshots.
The lined took a minute to keep up with Bulma's incredible speed and the phone rang. She heard someone pick up the phone and a groggy voice answered.
"...hello?" came an aggravated female voice.
"Chichi! Put Goku on the phone, quick!!"
"...Bulma, it's two in the morning...couldn't it wait-"
"PUT GOKU ON THE PHONE NOW!!" she nearly screamed. She heard some shuffling and then another familiar tired voice answered.
It yawned and then, "Hello?"
"GOKU!!! GET OVER HERE NOW!!" Bulma cried desperately.
Immediately, Goku's voice became alert, "Bulma?! What's wrong?!"
"GOKU!! THERE ARE THESE PEOPLE HERE WITH GUNS AND THEY-" Bulma stopped speaking when she heard pounding on the door. After a second and some rumbling, the door was kicked off its hinges and a soldier appeared in the doorway with an evil smile.
Bulma screamed when the soldier aimed his gun at her and shot her cell phone and exploded on contact. He reached in a jerked Bulma out with her left arm, she immediately began shrieking and kicking as hard as she could.
Her screaming was silenced when the soldier kicked her in the gut. She fell to her knees in pain, coughing up blood and sobs at once. She looked up and saw two other soldiers hauling Vegeta down the stairs by his arms and kicking him forward. He was unconscious and bruised badly, bleeding out of the side of his mouth.
Two more soldiers approached Bulma and pulled her outside onto the lawn, leaving her with a mouthful of fresh-cut grass covered in dew. The others threw Vegeta onto the ground also, but he was coming to, so he scrambled some and slowly got to his knees. He spit out the blood in his mouth and tackled one of the soldiers like a fierce animal.
One of the soldiers nearby aimed his gun at Vegeta and fired at his chest, throwing him a few feet away. He held his chest in pain on the ground all the while still trying to get onto his feet and take out the nearest soldier. The lead scientist approached and kicked him as he attempted to get to his feet. The soldier that had been tackled got up, pulled out his rifle, and took aim.
As quickly as the bullet was fired, a figure appeared out of the darkness and swatted the bullet away like a mosquito. His spiky hair that swayed in the night breeze was the only noise in the silence that took place afterward, until he spoke up.
"Who are you?" the shadow known as Goku shouted commandingly at anyone who drew too near. He jerked his head around to Vegeta who was still on the ground holding his chest in pain.
Narrowing his eyes even more angrily than ever, he turned back to the intruders. "ANSWER ME!!" Goku thundered.
The head scientist stepped forward, almost casually like he was greeting a long-time friend.
"Who, may I ask are you?" he spoke quietly.
"Depending on what you want, I can be your worst enemy," Goku leered at the scientist, "who are you, and why are you here?"
Giving shadows of a smirk, he answered, "I am Vladimir Hiroglinds. I came here to liven up an old friendship between Vegeta and I."
Vegeta shakily stood up from the ground, now holding his wound with a blood stained hand, and surprisingly, he was smirking.
"HA! Old friendship?! You-," Vegeta looked towards Goku, almost afraid that he would hear something he wished a secret; he straightened and cleared his throat, "Nei gladereh banvi net ai certhes operenth? Ga yui dept trey jiutsuk een! Fait resch ploe ne...HIR DAUMES!!!"
At once, Vladimir backed away, looking deeply offended. He clenched his teeth and he took on a red aura that made the ground beneath shake. Goku assumed that Vegeta, speaking their old native tongue, Saiya-jin, must have said something offensive.
Vladimir threw his head towards the sky and let out a roar. He shook a little and pointed his hand towards the two Saiya-jin, "GET THEM!!!"
The soldiers became alive immediately and began to shoot at them. Goku and Vegeta dodged in opposite directions and began to punch out the soldiers one by one.
Vegeta looked towards Goku while giving a guard an uppercut, "This changes nothing in between us, Kakarrot. Keep in mind that while you fight alongside me, I still hate you."
Goku looked back towards Vegeta with a disapproving frown while kicking a nearby grunt in the gut, "Vegeta...why do you have to feel so negatively towards everything? There-" he looked behind Vegeta to find Vladimir holding up a rifle, "VEGETA LOOK OUT!!"
The older Saiya-jin turned around, but a half-second too late. The rifle was shot and a dart pierced the skin of his neck. He fell unconscious before he realized what had happened. One of the grunts jumped behind him and caught him before he hit the ground.
"VEGETA! NO!!" Goku screamed just before a second dart was fired at his upper arm, and he too fell to the poison. Giving a last glance to Bulma, he lipped the words: "I'll be back" before he gave in to the darkness. (No Terminator pun intended...)
All of the soldiers, including the ones carrying Goku and Vegeta, ran back towards the aircraft and the door slammed shut, leaving a histeric Bulma behind.
She looked towards the ship and whispered silently, "Please come back..."
*****************************HELLO FRIENDS!! I'm sorry it took me a while to post the chapter, once again I became lazy. Meh! Anyways, next chappie after 5 reviews, right? Yep! I remembered! Yay!**********************************
Next Chapter: Goku and Vegeta are on the strange new alien ship, but what happens when Vegeta relives some of his worst memories as a child, literally! Find out next time!! (Corny? Yes. Catchy? Definitely!)