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"No." Vegeta said. Never had he ever sounded so defeated...no hope at all...lost in total darkness with no light to help you.
Goku's eyes furrowed together after he opened his eyes from the bright flash. Something seems different. It's like he lost someone so close to him. He look at Vegeta, worry flashing into his eyes. No Vegeta was still there. Vegeta was frowning immensely, the look of defeat deep in his eyes. Goku never saw him like this.
Goku turned to Oniramu. So much triumph. His eyes migrated to Bulma's eyes. They were full of hatred and anger. He had seen anger in her eyes, and sometimes hatred. But there was something else. Evil? No...his eyes moved up and landed on the gem stuck to her forehead. Oh no...
"Why the look, Prince Vegeta?" Oniramu laughed. "Had you not paid attention to all that I have said? She belongs to me. I have the power to make her love me, you fool. You will never own her." Oniramu gave out another laugh. "You weakling."
"You stupid--" Vegeta growled. He lunged forward and pulled his hand back to punch that smirk off Oniramu's ugly face. Just when his hand neared, something moved. Bulma's face was now he saw. He tried to stop himself, his fist just an inch from Bulma's face. Vegeta groaned. "How dare you?" Vegeta said, taking his hand away. "Are you so weak that you would try to guard yourself with...with her?"
"I'm not even touching her." Oniramu said as he waved his hands behind him. Indeed, he was not touching her at all. She was floating by herself. How...?
Oniramu then grabbed Bulma by the waist and pulled her to him. He tipped her face up with one finger and hungrily kissed her as if he hadn't seen her in forever. He had waited for her, waiting in the shadows to make his move. The taste of success, and the taste of her lips filled him with so much joy. Never had he ever felt like this. Not even when he created his own world. What life is worth living when you do not have a significant other to share it with? He had always wished for a woman, just like Bulma. He did not want to create her. Now, his world was complete.
Oniramu finally pulled her away for breath. He savored the taste of her lips on his. He had almost forgotten Vegeta if he had not heard the man growl. "Ah, yes. You." he said. He hugged Bulma and laid his cheek on her silky soft hair. He looked down at her eyes and she tilted her head up to look at him. She smiled. So did he. 'I love you' he thought.
Bulma turned to Vegeta, the love in her eyes vanishing with just a click, and the burning anger filled her blue eyes. Vegeta saw anger, hatred, and the want to kill him.
"Bulma..." he whispered. Then louder, he called her name. Afterwards he said, "I'm going to kill you, Oniramu!"
"You cannot kill me, Vegeta. And even if you did, which is impossible, this whole world will die, taking you and all your pitiful friends. I am this world, and this world is me." Oniramu laughed.
She moved. Vegeta did not see her coming. One second she was being held in the arms of that bastard, and now her knee jammed itself into his face. He spun around by the sudden hit. Pain filled his face and down his neck. Strong. She was also strong. She grabbed his hair and spun him around. His hands dug into her wrists, but it made no affect. Why couldn't he hurt her?
She threw him into the air. Oniramu raised his hands up in the air, facing Vegeta. He grinned just before he omitted a purple ball from his hand and threw it at Vegeta. It hit him in the stomach. Vegeta screamed once more before he fell to the ground and was knocked out. He caused a crater, a huge one. Blood poured out his mouth, but he was not awake to taste it. Neither was he awake to feel the pain that would be running through his body if he was conscious.
Goku watched the whole thing just on top of the dragon's head. He knew why Vegeta could not fight Bulma. It was because he loved her. And because of that, he couldn't bring all his strong out to hurt her, not even to free himself. Goku pulled the strength deep inside of him. His black hair glowed yellow, and his brown eyes lighten into a bright green. The sudden change and glowing aura caught Oniramu's attention. The king slowly turned his head to face the Super Saiy-jin. One eye brow cocked up in curiosity.
"What is this?" the king asked slowly.
"My love, do you want me to kill him?" Bulma asked. Oniramu moved his arm so that she could hold onto him. She circled her arms around his waist, his arm resting on her waist.
Oniramu knew that this sudden change made the man stronger. He could not risk his loved one. Bulma may be strong, but not strong enough. In fact, she was just a bit weaker than Vegeta, but his love for her made him even weaker. Oniramu will take care of this golden one.
Thus, another battle again. Bulma waited by the black dragon, who disobeyed his master and did not kill the other man because of its interest. Bulma watched Oniramu fight that other man, actually looking like he was trying. But she had deep faith inside of her that Oniramu will win.
Who was that man? The one that fell somewhere in the forest? She hated him. She was angered by him. She wanted to kill him. But why? All she knew was that he was interfering between her and Oniramu. But who was he?
Hey, I know. You guys can stay with me! I have a big house that can shelter all of you! Besides, it's not an everyday thing for people to see walking green people! How about you, Vegeta? You can stay with me. Besides, you're pretty cute!
Cute?! Bonehead!
Bulma stiffened, eyes wide as saucer plates. Where did that come from? Vegeta...was that his name?
'I don't know!' Bulma cried in her head.
The sound of crashing and an explosion was heard everywhere. Bulma shook. Oniramu was in the air, holding onto his arm, bloody and bruised. The other man was on the ground, defeated.
It was a small cell room with no window at all. The walls were strong, somehow resistant to anything. Bars were to one side, just as resistant. A weak lamp hung on the wall, flickering like a flame. It looked like it was about to die.
All the cells in the dirty cold and dark dungeon was empty except for one. Six people sat in there, all bruised and bloody. One was unconscious on the floor on his stomach, blood slipping out his mouth, down his cheek and onto the floor. Another sat in the corner, almost as if he was in deep thought, or meditating. A small child stood by his father, who groaned a little because of pain. Another man stood, leaning against the wall, wondering if he was doomed to stay in this prison cell forever. The last man used all his strength to bend the bars for freedom.
"Yamcha." The man standing said. "Give it up. The bars won't move."
Yamcha turned to the three-eyed demi-human. "Tien. We got to get out of here. Who knows what could happen!? Why aren't you guys doing anything!?"
"We can't do anything. At least not right now. We are to beaten up. Sit down, Yamcha, and relax your muscles." The man in the corner said in a commanding voice. But he didn't give up hope at all. He was just wondering how to get out.
"But it's been a day, Piccolo!" Yamcha whined. But he stopped anyway. He leaned his back on the bars and slid down. His eyes dulled. All hope was lost. There were seven people on Earth that were the strongest. Now, only six lived, while the seventh was...gone. And as the strongest ones, they couldn't even get out of this cell, let alone beat Oniramu.
"Is Vegeta awake, yet?" the little child. THe father next to him grunted and looked at the man sprawled on the floor. He shook his head. "Nope, not yet Gohan."
"Dad." Gohan whispered, just as sad as everyone in the room. "Will he get better? Where's Bulma? Is she dead, too?"
Goku could not mention anything about Bulma. She was...evil now. She was not one of them. But neither should she be killed. He can't kill girls, let alone Bulma. She and Krillen were his first and best friends. Now one was dead, and the other...brain-washed. Will he ever see Chi-Chi again? Will he ever smell the sweet scent of Earth's nature? Will he be able to protect Earth from the upcoming androids? Will they die in here before they get the chance to save the world again?
"I don't know where she is." Goku said at last. His eyes were distant. "But, Gohan...everyone, there's something you must know."
Bulma sat on the side of the big bed, the bed she would share with Oniramu. SHe knew she was in love with him, yet how come she cannot remember anything back then. She cannot remember him ever being there, or anything else. Going to sleep on the same bed as he would feel like it was her first time.
Oniramu had not entered the room. Bulma remembered Oniramu passed out just after winning the battle against that golden man. But what was weird though was that when she saw that man again, he was not glowing gold like an angel. He had black hair all of a sudden.
She remembered seeing a pretty lady with a body of a runner. She had red hair and yellow eyes. She had appeared to help. Bulma didn't understand the surprised and shock look when the pretty lady saw what was on her forehead. She didn't seem surprised to see the same gem on Oniramu's forehead.
The lady and Bulma, as strong as they were, could not pick up Oniramu. The lady left and returned with six big soldiers, and yet were still not as big. They were carrying a flat wooden board with cushions on top and six handles in the side. The board were as big as a door. But when they rolled Oniramu's body into the flat board, his feet were still dangling at the edge, and it took all six men to carry him.
They took him into a medical room where he was supposed to be healed. That was a day ago, and yet he did not appear. Bulma was left alone in the big beautiful, yet cold room to sleep alone on the bed. But today, the nurses said he was to finally come out.
Bulma's mind went back to yesterday when she was standing in the balcony. Six prisoners were taken into the dungeons. Bulma had not seen their faces. Of the six prisoners were the two men that fought Oniramu. Were they in for treason? Bulma was filled with renewed anger and hatred towards the men. They were to be executed tomorrow.
Everyone in the cell were too shocked, too stunned to say anything.
"Does that mean...we'll have to kill her?" Gohan asked with fear in his voice. Bulma was a family friend.
Goku shook his head. "No. We cannot. Maybe we can somehow free her."
"But you just said that Oniramu said that once she was kissed by him, she can never be free again." Yamcha said in a high pitch voice, fear and worry backing it up. "She would fight us, won't she?"
"I don't know." Goku said.
Vegeta groaned. Everyone circled him. "Vegeta?" Goku called.
Vegeta pushed himself up with both his hands. But even pushing himself was too much for him to handle right now. He fell back down. "Must...get...Bulma." he whispered weakly, before falling into unconsciousness again.
Everyone sighed and backed away. How will Vegeta take this once his wakes up again? Everyone was so depressing and frightening. What were they going to do?
"Dad, was being a Super Saiy-jin not strong enough to beat him?" Gohan asked.
Goku smiled. "I could've beaten him if I wanted to."
Everyone gasped. "What?!" Tien yelled. "Then why didn't you!"
Piccolo was the first to recover, and then he smirked. "Ah, I know."
"What? Tell us!" Yamcha demanded.
"That freaky lady said so." Piccolo said. "If he died, then so will this world, along with us. But how did you know?"
Goku nodded. "He told us the same thing. So somehow, we have to get out of here, get everyone and escape. I didn't know where all u guys were, so I didn't know if I should kill him or not. But since we know, we can get out. But not right now. Now's not the time."
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