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Chapter Five: Bra's Daring Chase
Italics thoughts/flashbacks/etc.
Bold print Seiku's conversations
Author's note: The beginning of this chapter may be a tearjerker to those who have thin skin. So, keep some tissues in hand; IF you are one of those people.
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Vegeta was breathless; for once he realized he was insignificant. The sheer power of this being was enough to overpower Vegeta's ego. (Give an idea of it's power?)
"Well, How do I look, Vegeta?" inquired Super 22, as he flexed his body, checking out his new curves. Vegeta didn't hesitate to attack, he furiously slung his fist at 22's face; but his effort was to no avail, 22 had already block with his wrist alone. "It is plain worthless Vegeta, I know what you are going to do before you even know!"
"Impossible! How!?" exclaimed Vegeta.
"You can discuss my powers with Elder Kai in the afterlife, I have no time to explain. Goodbye, Vegeta." Explained Super 22. He extended his index finger at Vegeta's heart, and a narrow green beam spurted from his fingertip. Vegeta's heart was impaled, as he lifelessly flittered to the ground. A look of evil in 22's eyes wished Vegeta good riddance, and he darted away in a stream of white light.
As Vegeta was coming out of existence, Bra was coming back in. Her eyes slowly opened revealing the new sky as pitch black, with rain pelting her face. With flashes of lightning keeping the sky lit. "DAD!" she shrieked, and darted toward West City. She had already known what was going on, Vegeta's energy was dwindling, and slowly dripping to nothingness. Before she knew it, she was at her father's side.
"Br-bra... is that you?" he pathetically asked.
"Don't speak... you are to weak." She explained.
"Yo-your not my boss..." weakly snapped Vegeta. "I... I need you know... that you must destroy... Super 22. M-make me proud... destroy him..." continued Vegeta. Bra held her father close; his body was like a corpse, cold as ice. "And always... remember... I... I love you..." he said with true affection. And then, the sparkle in his eye had faded; Vegeta had died in his daughter's arms. Bra let out an ear-shattering shriek into the night,
"LET EVERYONE KNOW!! I'LL KILL SEIKU!! WHOEVER HE IS!! HIS CREATIONS WILL DIE, AND SO WILL HE!! WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!! SIEKU SHALL FALL!!!" she screamed. She gathered all her rage, and chased after the pulsating power of Super 22 with all her might. After hours of chasing, he had finally surfaced in the desolate Amenbo Island, that hadn't been touched for many years.
Super 22: Requesting entrance...???: The password is?
Super 22: Desert 9-2-8
Super 22 then stepped forward, and melted inside of the rock! Bra was still eager to follow. "Requesting entrance." Mimicked Bra.
"The password is?" uttered a scratchy, almost un-Earthly voice.
"Desert 9-2-8" recited Bra. She then closed her eyes, and stepped forward. When she opened her eyes, she was in a Cathedral-like room. She hurriedly rushed and ducked behind a pew, as not to be spotted.
"Master Seiku, I have achieved the next level." Announced Super 22. Bra peeked up, trying to see the one who she had accumulated so much hatred against. But she saw no one, but Super 22 at the altar.
"Your progress has satisfied me to no end." Chorused a voice from out of nowhere. "But on a more important note, I need you to retrieve the Orrin Orb, and the Vega Orb. They are lying strewn on Gingertown Highway. Go now, 22." Super 22 bowed his head, and exited the mystery Cathedral. No! The package! I left it on the highway, how stupid! Now it is going to aid, Seiku... I have no choice. I know what I must do.
With no procrastination, Bra snuck out of the eerie Cathedral, and flew hastily to the Son residence...
Well, does that bring up any questions? Please keep on reading! It is going up hill!
Next Chapter: Chapter Six: Seeking the Sons