Chapter 5: Changes
"Okay… aaaaaaaand -- I'm done!!" Laze finally slid out from under the large contraption, and wiped the smudges of oil from her hands and her face.
"So, this machine's supposed to take me to Earth-sei and Namek-sei?" Elvor asked, staring up at the large contraption.
It was large and silver colored, but the wings were a wondrous golden hue. It seemed fit for space-travel because of the streamlined metal on the front and the sides. The architecture was pretty modern, but the machinery was completely high-tech, unlike the previous ships built. Those only had the chance to send you to your destination on autopilot, disabling you to visit any planets if you wished. This didn't seem to be the case with this ship though, and it was clear that Laze had spent quite some time on this.
"Yep. In no time really," Laze said looking at the machine as well. "Once ye're through the barrier, ye'll be immediately transported ta Earth-sei. Sadly 'nough, trip ta Namek-sei takes a lil longer."
"As long as we get there in time to stop Frieza," Elvor said coldly.
Laze said nothing, and when Elvor looked at her, he saw her eyes were closed.
When she opened her eyes, she said: "Nameks are gonna die… and a lot too…"
Elvor frowned. He had been having that feeling again, which always told him something bad was going to happen. Did Laze have something like that as well? That she could tell whether things would end right or wrong? He didn't know, and his guess was that he'd never know.
Elvor returned his gaze to the ship.
"I should get going. We don't have all the time in the world."
Laze nodded and said: "Then ya shoul' take this with ya," while holding up a pouch.
Elvor blinked, but took the pouch from her and checked the contents.
"Vials??" he said, picking up a vial with a clear blue liquid in it.
"Tonics," Laze clarified. "They restore yer health partially. Light blues are normal Tonics, dark blues are Mid Tonics, and the green ones are Full Tonics. Dun use 'em all up in one go. Ya migh' jus' need 'em."
Elvor tied the pouch around his belt, and looked at Laze for awhile, who was still looking straight ahead.
"Hey," he said.
Laze looked at him from the corner of her eyes and said: "Hay's fer horses."
"Horses??? The Hell are that??" Elvor asked, confused.
"Animals from Chikano-sei. They're mainly used ta ride from one place ta 'nother."
"Ah. Anyway, when I get back, how about a sparring match as sort of a… 'Welcome back'?"
At that, Laze fully turned to him, and blinked.
"Ye're serious??" she asked.
Elvor smirked and held up his right arm. Laze smirked as well and knocked her right wrist against his own, and held it for a moment, each of them smirking at each other.
"And you better be prepared, 'cause I'm not going to go easy on you," Elvor said, and climbed aboard the ship.
"I coul' say the same ta ye," Laze mumbled, loud enough for him to hear.
Elvor chuckled, but once the ship closed, a frown came over his face and he raked a hand through his hair. 'Why do I keep having the feeling that I've seen her before Vegeta and I found her in the lab?!' he wondered.
He shook it off and started the ship.
Laze watched it zoom off, and scoffed, before leaving the docks and changing into her usual attire. After tying up her hair, Laze headed back home. She flew back all the way, but at a rather slow pace. She had various stuff to think about. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, the light black circles clearly visible on her white skin.
The past few months had been bad, due to her lack of sleep. This was caused because of a chain of bad dreams, but once she woke up, there was no way to recall the dream. But whatever it had been had been enough to scare her. Once again, she tried to recall it, but she came up empty. The dream was too far-gone to be grasped tightly.
But, if you still didn't know, Laze was a stubborn bitch, so she wouldn't give up.
The "beak" snapped open and a loud gurgling sound sounded as she stared at the monstrous eye. The gurgling changed into a high-pitched screech that sent violent shivers down her entire body and made her want to scream in fright.
Laze nearly dropped from the sky at the horrifying sound with a frightened yelp, but she just managed to hang in there, and she quickly sped off. She didn't know what that had been, she didn't know where it came from, but whatever it was, she wanted nothing to do with it!
When Laze arrived at her house, she stopped dead. She hovered there for some time, before landing, slowly. When she entered and closed the door, she didn't turn around, or open her eyes.
"Wha're ya doin' here?" she demanded.
A sigh.
"How did you know I was here?"
"Ya got the Black Wind circlin' ya like a vulture stalkin' its prey," she said calmly.
The person chuckled softly.
"Nice analogy."
"I'm surprised Delta didn't kill ya, ya know."
He gave a shrug and said: "I told him I just had to ask you something."
"And, pray tell, wha'd tha be?" Laze asked, finally turning to him.
She leaned against the wall, arms crossed across her chest.
"Whether you have, or whether you have not, had visions of Lavos."
"………Lavos…" Laze repeated, feeling a violent shudder run up her spine.
The screech of whatever she'd seen rang through her head again, and she grasped her upperarms tightly.
She growled and asked: "What is this… Lavos?"
Blood red eyes, poised in a chalk white face, accenting his pitch-black hair, turned to her, a dark red scar on the left side of his face running across his eye and ending just above his chin. His pale lips moved breathlessly as he spoke.
"A monster…… a monster that has ruined more than you can ever imagine."
The sun would rise in a few hours, but Vegeta was already wide-awake, unable to fall asleep. He'd taken off that hospital-gown some time ago, and had put on his own clothes again. Just to make sure no one would enter, he had barricaded the door. Krillin and Gohan had been released some time ago, and Goku was still 'tied up'.
Yeah, Goku really disliked hospitals, and would do all it took to get away. He'd already tried, several times. But every time, he'd been brought back. It just didn't seem to work with him. He never learned no matter how hard they all tried.
He chuckled lightly, when there was a light tapping on the window. Looking up, Vegeta noticed someone hanging in front of the window, waiting for him to open the window. When Vegeta realized who it was, he shot up and quickly opened the window, allowing the redhead hanging in front of the window to enter. The redhead sat down on the windowsill, leaning on his right arm, and his left leg slung across his right, with his other arm resting over them, and a smug smile was playing on his lips.
"You're up early," Elvor noted dryly. "You anxious?"
Vegeta shook his head.
"Not really. By the way, what happened to your hair?"
Elvor absently fingered a spiked lock of his hair and said: "Oh, I stopped using that gel stuff so it's back to its original spiked mess."
"You could comb it," Vegeta offered.
Elvor quirked an eyebrow at him and asked: "What if I told you I did that a lot of times before, without the brush ever getting tangled up in knots?"
"Oh," Vegeta mouthed
"Yeah, oh. But anyway, we should leave before Frieza can get his wish with the Dragonballs. Come on," Elvor said, then dropped back and fell for a few feet, before blasting off.
Vegeta calmly followed his uncle out of the hospital window. As they flew, Vegeta noticed that Elvor was wearing some black pants and a dark red shirt a few shades darker than his own hair. For Elvor, this was a strange look, especially with the pouch and sword he carried around on his belt. Vegeta was only used to seeing his uncle wear his armor, and not this. Then again, Elvor had most likely never seen him dressed like he was either.
"Elvor, what are you wearing anyway?" Vegeta finally asked.
Elvor turned around, causing him to fly on his back, facing Vegeta.
"Oh, after Vegeta-sei exploded, we started trading with other planets, so we received stuff from them, and they received stuff from us. This is one of those things," he said, pulling at the collar of his shirt.
"But what of that pouch? What's in it?"
"Aren't we getting curious?" Elvor mocked, but pulled out a vial nonetheless. "Tonics," he said simply. "For health-restorations."
"Oh."
After putting the vial back in his pouch, Elvor returned his eyes to the road ahead. Neither spoke again after that, as both were struggling with their thoughts about the journey still to come.
Vegeta was thinking about what he had to do when the whole ordeal was over. He couldn't say he wasn't thrilled when he learned his family was still alive, and plenty of other Saiyans as well, but he was confused. Was he expected to return again? Because he knew that if that were the case, he would be made King of the entire planet, being of royal blood and all. But Vegeta just wasn't too sure if he really wanted that.
But he knew that, even if he didn't want that, he still wanted to see his mother again. Elvor had said she survived. And besides, he wanted to thank Laze for getting him away from Vegeta-sei when it blew. He owed all his friends on Earth-sei to her, for sending her there. Any friends made on Vegeta-sei would've been just because he was a Prince.
Though, he still wanted back to go back to Vegeta-sei, if only to see his mother again. He vaguely wondered if she had changed anything at all. Though, knowing his Mother, that chance was rather small. He couldn't help but smile, flawlessly remembering his mother's face. She and Elvor might not look much like each other, but their personalities told the whole story. Both of them were immensely stubborn, and were not about to give up on anything.
That was also one of the main-reasons he preferred his Mother over his Father. He silently sighed, looking over to his Uncle. The redhead seemed just as lost in thought as he had been for a few minutes. But even if that was the case, it was clear that he wouldn't fly into anything while doing that. Vegeta knew his uncle better than that.
But he still wondered how everyone else would look. He doubted everyone still looked the same as they did the last time he saw them. Of course, most Saiyans don't change their appearances at all after reaching a certain age, but there were always exceptions.
Vegeta just wondered if the Ultimate 5 Saiyans belonged to that group…
Elvor, much like Vegeta, was far away from the real world, thinking of what Laze had said as he flew on.
"Nameks are gonna die… and a lot too…"
He could easily tell she was keeping a large part away from him, though he didn't need to know. Most likely because he didn't want to admit it. There were a lot more people going to die than just the Nameks, and they both knew it, but were both too stubborn to admit it.
Elvor gave a sigh and turned back to look at Vegeta, who seemed completely lost in his own thoughts as well. He wasn't going to disturb him though. He turned back to in front of him, watching everything zoom by as they continued on toward where he left the ship.
A jolt suddenly ran through his mind, and he blinked.
He turned to Vegeta and shouted: "Hey Vegeta! I think some of your friends found my ship!"
Vegeta looked a little dazed at him, before the color drained from his face.
"Oh shit! We have to stop them before they take drastic measures!" Vegeta warned.
"Ten-four!" Elvor said with a small salute, and pumped up his aura to a higher level, making him shoot off like a bullet.
"I wonder who owns that ship," Krillin mumbled to himself.
Gohan was simply staring at the large ship in awe, wondering who could possibly own a ship that size.
Bulma blinked in confusion, staring at the large ship, until she said: "Well, we should confiscate and examine it. Maybe it'll teach us a thing or two about alien technology!"
"I'm afraid I can't allow that," an unfamiliar voice said from behind them.
With a startled yelp, they jumped quite some feet into the air. When they landed and whirled around, they were standing face-to-face with a very mean-looking Saiyan. Not that they knew.
"It's property of the state," the man said, looking rather smug. "So, damage it and you'll have to pay for it."
Bulma instantly shied away, while Gohan and Krillin got into a battle position.
"At what cost?" Gohan asked, though he was actually rather afraid to ask.
The man frowned, wiping the smirk from his face. He reached for his belt, and with an audible shing, he unsheathed a large sword, shimmering in the sun.
"Take a wild guess."
Bulma cried out in fright and scurried away, resulting that she tripped and fell on her ass. Gohan paled at the sight, but Krillin tried to keep his cool, which was getting rather hard.
"You wouldn't dare!" he hissed.
"Try me."
Krillin growled and quickly formed a discus above his head.
"DESTRUCTO DISC!!!" he screamed and threw.
The man watched it come, then, as it reached him, lashed downward, slicing it in half. Both halves were sent flying, and destroyed two large rocks as they went. Both Krillin and Gohan paled at the sight, while Bulma crawled back, until she crashed into a boulder behind her.
"Get out of here!" the man hissed in absolute anger.
Gohan and Krillin looked at each other, and finally nodded before turning back to the man and preparing for battle. The man glared, but did not move beside that.
"I don't know who you are, but you're not getting past us!" Krillin hissed.
The man growled and said: "As if."
"STOP!!!" a familiar voice screamed, and as if burnt, the man leaped back to avoid Vegeta landing on top of him.
"Nice timing," the man said calmly, smirking.
"Vegeta! Out of the way!!" Krillin shouted.
"NO!!! Listen to me!!! Elvor's on our side!!" Vegeta shouted out, and Bulma would've tumbled over if she'd been standing up.
"Say WHAT?!" Krillin demanded in absolute rage. "Are you saying we should trust this guy?!?!"
"Krillin!! Just shut up for a moment and listen to me!!! He's---"
"Vegeta, we don't have time for idle chitchat," the man suddenly said, sheathing his sword calmly. "The more time we waste here, the more time Frieza has to gather the Dragonballs on Namek-sei."
Krillin, Gohan and Bulma all looked surprised when the man mentioned this, but Vegeta seemed almost contemplative.
"Yeah, but---" he started, but the man wouldn't let him finish.
"I'm leaving you behind if you're not following," he said plainly, walking past them all and walking casually toward the ship.
Vegeta frowned, then, seemingly making up his mind, he shouted: "UNCLE ELVOR!! WAIT UP!!!" before rushing off after him, ignoring the completely shocked looks on his friends' faces.
"Do you understand now?" he asked her quietly once he was through telling her everything.
She was sitting on the ground, on her knees, with her hands atop them, watching him, no emotion being shown in her piercing eyes. But even if her eyes showed nothing, it was clear she was quite troubled by what she had just heard from him. She had heard and seen a lot in the short time she had been alive, but this was the first thing that both surprised, and scared her. She felt a surge of surprise at what this 'Lavos' was capable of, but she couldn't find out why she felt scared. It just seemed to surface when she only remembered the horror's figure. It's massive beak-like face, with only a single eye underneath it. Not to mention that horrifying sound it kept emitting in each and each of her dreams. So high-pitched and loud, that it was even enough to make anyone go deaf, or crazy.
She nodded softly, indicating that she did, before she rose quite easily to her feet.
"So, lemme ge' this straight…" she said softly, not once looking him in the eye. "This bloody alien sucks a planet dry fer a few billion years, only ta destroy 't a few eons later fer no good reason 't all?!"
For a few minutes, he just looked at her, while she continued to look down to the ground, apparently lost in thought. He shrugged his shoulders a little.
"Yes, that is about it."
She frowned, thinking everything over once or twice, then asking: "But if he was destroyed, like ya said he was, how can he still be 'round??"
Once again, he shrugged, and said calmly: "My guess is, that the one they faced, was a mere spawn of yet another one of them. I truly cannot say for sure."
For a long moment, she didn't speak, not wanting him to hear the fear in her voice. The fear her body seemed to hold for that monstrous beast. She just stood there, thinking. Her hands clenched and loosened as she continued to think, otherwise standing perfectly still.
Finally, she looked up to face him.
"Then how many o' them are there?!"
"Hundreds… thousands maybe… I cannot be sure. But I have done all I could to get rid of them all before it was too late. Once they destroy a world, they can no longer be stopped."
"…Because the damage will be done…" Laze murmured softly, her accent leaving her once again.
A deafening silence echoed through the room, as neither of them knew what to say to make it go away. It was one of those silences where you have to break it with a bang, or never break it at all. But it was also one of those silences where, the longer the silence lasts, the thicker the tension becomes. It seemed to take an eternity, but he finally rose from his seat, pulling something from a hidden pocket in his armor.
Laze blinked in surprise, and couldn't help but ask: "Wha's tha??"
"Something I need you to keep safe for me," he said simply, walking over so that he was but a foot away from her.
Laze blinked a little, then asked: "Me??"
He didn't bother to reply and simply reached around her neck for a moment. Laze instinctively leaned forward a little to make it easier on him.
When he stepped back, she straightened up, and was instantly aware of a weight resting on her collarbone. Her eyes traveled down and her fingers gingerly fingered the pendant resting there. It was triangular in shape, much like a delta-emblem, but upside-down, and the bottom (or top, given how you view it) line was a small blood-red orb, with a strange mist circling inside it, and it was secured around her neck with a golden chain.
It seemed to radiate some sort of energy, filling something in the pit of her stomach. To Laze, it was a very odd sensation, having never experienced anything of the like before. Even so, the odd sensation wasn't unwanted. Strangely enough, it made her feel oddly comfortable, a feeling she rarely had.
The pendant was strangely warm, and, almost instinctively, she wrapped her thin fingers around it, like it gave her some sort of protection. Laze hardly seemed to notice what she did as she focused on the feeling coursing through her.
"Wha the bloody hell is this??" she asked him, looking up to him.
"Do not bother yourself with that," he said softly. "Just keep it safe."
Her mouth opened to form a reply, but whatever it was… it never came out as something akin to a burning sensation coursed through her, beginning at her lips and surging through her entire being. The feeling seemed to burn up her entire soul, though it surely didn't feel uncomfortable. But even so, she had surely not expected anything remotely like this, not at all coming from him. Her eyes were wide with surprise, and she never realized, that those glassy sapphire orbs of her, became a misty hue, swirling around much like the mist in the pendant. Her pupils had darkened, and instead of mostly being hidden within her irises, they were now clearly visible.
For a long moment, neither of the two moved, and just stood in that position, before he finally pulled away.
"…I take it you have never been kissed before…" he said softly, a gentle smile on his lips.
"……Buh??" was the only word capable of escaping Laze's lips, as her entire face showed nothing but shock and surprise, and her cheeks burned a deep crimson.
He chuckled a bit, rather amused by her befuddled expression.
"I will take that as a 'no', then."
"…And that's the whole story," Vegeta finished softly.
Bulma, Krillin and Gohan were all looking at him in awe, unable to comprehend that everything he said was also true. But it was the only thing that made sense at the moment. They had followed him on board the ship, demanding an explanation. The explanation they got however, left them all stunned, unable to form a decent reply.
But finally, Gohan managed to open his mouth.
"You were planning to leave us??" he asked, with an almost sad look on his face.
The flame-haired male had also told them he was planning to go with his Uncle once everything was over, because, not only did he have his memories back now, he just wanted to go home.
"I'm sorry, Gohan… but I really want to go back," Vegeta apologized softly, not looking up at the kid. "And besides, that's where I belong."
Bulma was silent, not wanting to believe what she was hearing. Why would Vegeta want to leave Earth-sei behind? This was where he grew up, wasn't it? But she could understand why he wanted to go back. If she had to leave her family behind, and she got the chance to return to them, she would certainly do it. But still… if it meant leaving her friends behind… well in that case, she wouldn't know what to do.
Elvor didn't even bother to respond to anything they said, as he was busy preparing the ship for take-off. Even so, he listened closely to what the small group was talking about. He had expected Vegeta to get a couple of friends on Earth-sei when he heard where he had been sent to, but he was really lucky to have such dedicated friends. And besides, he wasn't foolish. He could already tell the woman's, Bulma he thought her name was, feelings. Nothing odd about that, and it didn't bother him, knowing that there were no full-blood Saiyans around anymore.
Plus, their offspring would only get stronger than they could ever hope to become.
Finally, he spoke.
"Vegeta, we're leaving in five minutes. So unless your friends want to come with, I suggest they get off now."
Vegeta turned to face the man. Elvor didn't return the gesture, even though he sensed his nephew's eyes on him. He simply continued typing in the remaining commands to ensure a safe departure. He mainly didn't look at his nephew, to keep Vegeta from seeing the amused smirk playing on his lips. If Vegeta saw that, he'd most likely understand what Elvor was getting at.
Vegeta sighed a little, then turned to his friends.
"You should leave now," he said to them all. "We'll be departing for Namek soon."
Gohan and Krillin were looking at each other with looks of sadness and resignation. Bulma on the other hand…
"Like Hell!! I'm not leaving!!"
Everyone but Elvor stared at her in shock. They certainly hadn't expected her to say that.
"I'm not leaving you behind!! Vegeta!! This is where you grew up!! Remember!? Doesn't that mean anything to you?!!?"
Vegeta looked at the floor, unable to look at her. She might've been right, but he just couldn't find it in himself to stay. He wasn't sure why, but he just felt like he couldn't stay.
Elvor turned partly and looked at Bulma, saying: "You know, you're about as bad as Laze is. Only she's about ten times worse."
Vegeta turned to his uncle in surprise. That had been something he hadn't expected to hear.
"Say what??" he asked, blinking.
Elvor smirked and chuckled.
"You haven't seen Laze after the explosion of Vegeta-sei, eh?"
"…No."
"And you should be glad. She's a bitch… and you all better take your seats! 20 more seconds and we're heading for Namek!!"
"And exactly what are we looking for?" Ancle asked in slight annoyance.
The group of four females was walking down the massive city that had been there for plenty of years, but had taken so long to make. It had taken 12 years to construct the place, and 7 more to finish off the rest of the planet.
So there they were, 19 years further and just acting like casual teenagers from Earth-sei. Which, by their looks alone, they still were.
Ancha was still the young jokester she'd always been, and her small, round face still had to gain the signs to show she was already way over twenty. Zachana had become slightly obsessed with her looks, and her face was always covered with different kinds of make-up, but she actually managed to make it look good. Kaichi was rather cheerful, and was still open to help anyone she could, without a word of complaint. And Ancle was still her usual grouchy self, but she did manage to unwind every now and then.
But there were slight changes. Which, first of all, was a matter of clothing.
Ancha was dressed in a short skirt over some tight spandex shorts, longer than her skirt, but barely reaching her knees. She wore a shirt with the Japanese number 2 on it, which was barely visible because she had pulled the bottom of the shirt through it and yanked it over her collar, revealing her stomach to view. She was wearing easy step in shoes with short heels, not enough to give her a real boost in size, but enough to make it show.
Zachana was wearing a light red shirt with the word 'Beauty' on it with miniature silver studs. Her pants were loose white jeans, which hugged her curves just right as she walked. Unlike Ancha, Zachana actually had shoes with rather high heels, and they clacked merrily against the pavement as she walked. On her right wrist, she carried several gold bracelets, which jingled with every step.
Kaichi was just dressed like your average teen, with her faded jeans, hand-me-down shirt and slightly run-down sneakers. Not that it really bothered her. She was comfy in those clothes, as she pointed out to her friends whenever they reminded her of the fact that she looked like she needed new clothes.
Ancle was a slightly different sight. She was dressed in dark black denim pants that flared out near her ankles, whooshing with her every step and her dark shirt fit her every muscle perfectly. She wore some dark sneakers to fit her out-fit, and she wore a simple black jacket, zipped up to just below her collarbone.
Nevertheless, the girls weren't any different than before, and still enjoyed each other's company over that of others, having grown attached to each other. That, and there weren't many others who saw them as friends.
"Not'ing in particular," Ancha said, smiling a little. "Juzt looking around."
Ancle narrowed her eyes a little, but she said nothing and just shoved her hands deeply into her pockets. She wouldn't admit it aloud, but Ancle would've preferred it if all five of them were there at the moment. But as it was, Laze was not one to join in on mindless walking through the city to just look around. That was something they each knew.
"Hey, girls!" Kaichi suddenly shouted, making her friends turn in surprise.
The girl had stopped in front of one of the windows, and had most likely been looking at what they were displaying. They took a few paces back to return to their friend, wondering what was wrong.
Kaichi simply nodded inside, looking at two Saiyans standing inside. It was hard to tell their faces through the window, but it was very much clear that one of them was definitely female, and the other was male. And it was also clear the woman disliked the man's company.
"Ooh-la-la, I wonder what all ze fuss iz about," Ancha whispered softly, blinking aquamarine eyes at the scene.
"Dunno, but maybe we ought to help her out a little," Zachana said, turning to her friends. "I mean, not everyone knows how to take care of him- or herself, you know."
Ancle shrugged her shoulders and said: "Maybe, but what do you suggest we do?"
Now that was something that needed some serious thought. Because they just couldn't step in and start interfering just like that.
Zachana thought about that for a moment, then started: "Well, we could---"
"DUCK!!!" Kaichi shouted, and the four girls just managed to do just that, before the window was literally thrown apart as the male Saiyan came tumbling out.
The reason for that calmly walked over to stand in the broken window, which was the same woman who had been bugged by the man. But now that she was out in the light, it was very clear who the woman… no, girl, was.
"Laze?!" Ancle asked, quite shocked at seeing their friend like she was.
Blinking, Laze put one hand on her hip and adjusted her cap with her other. That was another thing that was shocking; her out-fit.
The blonde was dressed in some pitch-black pants that were really wide from her thighs to her hips, but hugged her shins perfectly. Her feet were tucked in some black leather boots that reached two inches above her ankles, and were tied with miniature belts instead of laces. She also wore an easy black jacket with the sleeves rolled up to just above her elbows, and the sleeves of her white shirt rolled up over them. The zipper of the jacket was zipped up all the way into her throat, and resting comfortably in the hollow of her throat was a simple pendant on a gold chain. And resting on top of her head, was a black baseballcap, which none of them would've seen coming. (A/N: Think Duo Maxwell from Gundam Wing)
Once she saw them, a smirk flashed on her face and she chuckled a little, before she said: "Yeah? Sometin' the matta?"
The girls were struck speechless. The girl standing before them resembled Laze completely considering her face and hair, but her entire out-fit was something that signaled that something was wrong with her. And, as Ancha looked closer, the pupils in her eyes were now very much visible, while her eyes looked mostly like glass orbs with swirling mist inside.
Ancha blinked up at her, before she smiled brightly and said: "Wow! Laze, where'd you get clothez like zat?!"
Laze shrugged plainly and calmly hopped onto the street, seemingly not bothered by the glass now scattered around everywhere.
"Oh, here 'n' there," Laze said, arms crossed over her chest in her classic pose.
The next thing the girls noticed was their friend's hair, which was tied back in a thin plait that now hovered somewhere near her knees, instead of near her ankles, like it always had before. It was clear to everyone she'd finally gotten around to cutting it. Not by much, but she did it.
"So, what in God's name are you doing here?" Ancle asked, rather surprised at actually meeting the blonde in the middle of the city.
"I was bored," Laze answered with a shrug of her shoulders.
The four girls stared for a long while, before Laze finally moved again. And when that happened, Laze moved so fast, it was hard to notice, but the loud bang resounding through the entire place startled quite the amount of people. Startled, everyone turned to the Saiyan who was currently trying to contain his screams, grasping a wound on his arm.
Blowing the smoke from the contraption Laze was holding, she gave a cold smirk at the Saiyan.
"Consider tha ma final warning," she said coldly, before placing the thing back to wherever she got it from. "Cuz next time, I won't hesitate ta jus' blast yer bloody head off!!"
And with that, Laze was walking off, her hands casually stuck in her pockets as she went. And not once did she look back to her friends, who were staring after her in utter horror, unable to understand what had just happened.
Sighing softly, Vegeta stared out through the window of the ship, watching the star whiz past with rapid speeds. Somehow, it was as if with each passing star, his resolve to leave Earth-sei was slowly ebbing away. And for some reason, he didn't seem to mind.
They had been underway for a little over two hours, and already he was starting to have regrets. He really wasn't all that sure what to do anymore, and that was something he didn't like very much. He really wanted to be able to know when and where to do what. If he didn't, he'd go mad.
"Penny for your thoughts," a familiar voice said, startling Vegeta out of his trance.
"Oh, Uncle Elvor…" Vegeta breathed out in relief. "Nah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking though."
The redhead seemed unconvinced, and looked out the window as well. Both Saiyans stood in comfortable silence for a while, simply watching the stars flash by.
"You should learn to take things as they come," Elvor suddenly said, startling Vegeta again.
"Wha??"
"Just be prepared for the worst," Elvor said plainly. "There're a lot of things that can go wrong, and knowing our luck, anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."
And with that, he walked off. There were times when Vegeta wondered if his Uncle wasn't a mindreader or something. Because at times, that was the only thing that made sense.
Suddenly, Elvor stopped.
"You also shouldn't hesitate where to go. Just go to the place your heart feels the most at ease."
And with that, he disappeared around a corner, leaving his nephew gaping in the hallway.
XD Hah! Finally!! Sorry about the wait. Anyway, it's here, FINALLY!! I think the scene with Laze and that mystery man was the best. It's rather hard to catch Laze of guard, and that guy actually managed. BTW, anyone got a decent idea who the guy might be?
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Robin Ryan: Okay, thanks answering my question. I really don't have any questions right now. Let me think. Okay, I got one! Is Vegeta in the Earth's hospital? That one just seemed to confuse me. I hope you update Chrono Cyrstal soon too!Melani
Well, he was. Right now, he's not, as you might've guessed. And I'll try to work on Chrono Cross as well, but I don't do miracles.
KC: Was? blinks Was? When did she deliver?
I'm guessing that guy who was eating rice with her was her son or something, but when did this happen?
Hm... Oh and forget my final thought there. I think you added the beginning just to prove that wrong. But than again... :P Never mind.
I don't speak French. What's dix-neuf ans? I think it's 29... years? Man, time travels fast for them.
Why can't Laze cry? And who's not worried about her? Oh, wait that would be Elvor, right? And I thought he used styling gel to make his hair spikey, so technically, water would turn it into a mop. XD That's pretty tame if ya ask me.
Goku, Raditz, Nappa. That's 3, so no more saiyans are gonna die. XD HA! If my head's clear (it never is) then Elvor's going to die... some time, and Laze is gonna kill him. Unless that dream he had was an out-of-universe experience. Which would be like, him dreaming of when the Elvor from 'Love and Revenge' died. Or it could be Frieza's demise... MWAHAHA. Boo! XD
Ignore me. I'm insane, and I ramble.
I think that's all my rambling for now. Good work Zeal! Keep it up!
-KC
Remember the scene when Laze's voice said she was bleeding in the shower? Then. About that scene, no. Laze and Elvor will continue to be rivals for a very long time. It's only much, much, MUCH later that they finally learn to get along. Oh, and "dix-neuf ans" is 19 years, not 29, and yes, I know. Laze CAN cry, but not right now. Later on, she'll learn. Oh, and about Elvor's hair; if he uses gel, his hair forms something akin to a flame, with only two locks of hair hanging beside his eyes. When he doesn't use it, it's a bit like Goku's, only it has more spikes, and they don't switch sides whenever he turns his head. I can't say anything about the dream though, sorry.
vegetasprincess1: hey this is a good story so far. i hope that you will update it real soon.
I'll try, but like I said, I don't do mircales.
