To Catch a DragonBall
Chapter 6
Trouble in the Night
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever (damn) own DragonBall or any of its characters (even though I want to) so if you want to sue me...well, you can but you won't get anything. ^_^
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Bulma and Goku stopped for the night on a small plateau overlooking a huge city. Bulma was unfamiliar with the land and the city, since it wasn't on any of her maps, but she was certain that such a huge place would hold the modern technology and luxuries that she was accustomed to. She now had five of the beautiful orange balls and was immensely happy to get away from the owner of the fifth one.
Her last adventure had taken her to a small island in the middle of a river where an old hermit lived. The man had been a complete pervert. He had nothing but magazines and calendars of naked or scantily clad women about his house. Bulma was even certain that she had seen him leering at her several times.
Now that she had so many of the balls, she was really starting to get encouraged about her abilities. And Goku had been a good investment for her; he had saved her from another monster or two along the way.
This adventure was definitely something that she wouldn't have believed she would ever do if she hadn't already done it. It was turning out to be all right, despite the few mishaps along the way.
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In the dark shadows beneath the plateau lurked a worse danger than Bulma or Goku had yet come upon. He was a simple man, he didn't believe in extravagance, a way of life that he had grown used to over the years. He believed in doing his job and in doing it right, also something he had grown used to. He took the orders given to him and he completed them without a question or a complaint. His loyalty was complete, it was demanded that he be obedient, and such was his belief in the person he served that he never hesitated on any order.
This night he was dressed simply in black, his dark hair brushed firmly in place against his head. He gazed up at the lights of the capsule house, standing out plainly against the unbroken dark behind it. As he prepared himself for the climb to the top he grinned to himself in anticipation of his next act. The darkness would hide him perfectly, but he knew it wasn't really needed. Anyone in the city below that spotted him would not stop to question what he was doing, nor would they even give him more than one terrified glance before hurrying to their destination.
In the few peaceful seconds left to the inhabitant of the house, the only sound that could be heard was the lonely song of a small bird lost somewhere in the night.
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In the pitch dark of the house Goku stumbled around looking for the refrigerator. Bulma hated him eating all the food in the middle of the night, but he couldn't help if he was hungry. The sound of muffled movement caught his ears from Bulma's bedroom but it wasn't until he heard a small squeak that he went to investigate. Bulma had told him before to stay out of her room while she was sleeping, but he thought there might be a mouse in there and it might make a nice appetizer.
The first thing that caught Goku's eye when he opened the door was the dark shape by the window, the next was the empty and ruffled bed. Since he knew how soundly Bulma slept once she was asleep he knew it wasn't her by the window, beside, he didn't think she owned anything black.
Goku looked around the wall for the little switch that Bulma had shown him to use for lighting. Just as he found it and flipped it on the dark shape turned around and smiled at him. The man had dark hair and was dressed completely in black. His perfectly white teeth shone in the light but his smile was more malicious than friendly. Goku immediately put himself into a fighting position, but the man continued to smile as he jumped out the window.
Goku ran to the window in time to see the man pull an unconscious Bulma over his shoulders and sling down the plateau walls on a rope. He jumped out the window but just as he was about to jump down the ledge to stop the man a dark glove emerged from a nearby bush, a small shiny object clasped tightly in its grasp. One finger moved back and as Goku watched a tiny object flew out of it, hit him in the neck, and his world spun black.
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Voices hovered on the edge of Bulma's consciousness. She tried to identify them and make out what they were saying but her ears stubbornly refused to focus on any one sound. Even her eyelids refused to open, making it impossible for her to visually identify the people around here. At first it didn't occur to her to wonder why there might be a gathering of people around her, but once it slowly dawned where she ought to be she realized that the sound of multiple voices surrounding her ought to alarm her. Since she was still so uncommonly tired she put off thinking about that fact until she could at least hear and open her eyes again.
After another long stretch of deep and peaceful blackness Bulma rolled to her side and cracked open her eyes slightly. The light in the room was blinding, but the shades on the windows that she could see in front of her were complete closed. She rolled to her other side and as she did so the sudden desire to run brought her to her feet, which were unfortunately tied together so that she fell backwards onto the bed that she had been lying on.
Sitting in a chair across from her was man with pitch-black hair; it was slicked close to his head with gel that looked freshly placed. She frowned slightly at the grinning man until she realized that she had seen him before. He was the man that had bothered her on the beach when she was digging for her first ball. She couldn't immediately put together the pieces, but she figured that was because she was still tired.
"Had a nice nap did you? You slept for a whole day, but I suppose that's because I might used a little too much of the sleeping drug."
Bulma licked her lips as her voice went dry and she tried to sit up, it was almost a successful attempt, but she fell backwards again. She regarded her obvious captor with contempt.
"Why did you kidnap me? Who are you?"
"Oh I suppose you could say I did kidnap you. Certainly I was the one who took you from your interesting little house, but I'm not the one who decided to."
"Then who did? And you still haven't told me why. And what happened to Goku?"
"You'll meet my boss soon enough and he'll explain all the reasoning to you. As for the little pest of yours, he had to take a nap since he seemed so set on following us. He was left on the plateau, curled up comfortably on the doorstep."
"Why am I here? I don't want to wait for this boss of yours; I want to know now. Who are you?!"
"That's enough of your screaming, I can hear you on the other side of the palace."
Bulma sighed and turned over again towards the new voice. Her eyes almost popped out of her head at the man standing before her. He wasn't very tall, but he was well built with spiky hair that stood up unnaturally high on his head. The man smirked at her and Bulma was suddenly very certain that although this man was very handsome, he was no prince charming.
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AN: Before anyone asks, yes I have some clue where this is going...I just hope I'll actually get it there. I know roughly what the next chapter entails, I might even write it soon, but that, and what lies after it, remains to be seen. ^_^ Thanks to anyone who read this and thanks to anyone who replies. If anyone is interested in being on a mailing list for my semi-infrequent updates then just e-mail me at hibari_heza@yahoo.com. IF you like this enough to want to read the rest of it and to know when I get out a chapter that is. ^_^
V.J. Thanks. I'm glad you like this and that you think I'm doing a good job with Bulma. I sometimes worry
that I go ooc with my characters, but I try to keep their personalities intact when I write. ^_^
Chapter 6
Trouble in the Night
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever (damn) own DragonBall or any of its characters (even though I want to) so if you want to sue me...well, you can but you won't get anything. ^_^
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Bulma and Goku stopped for the night on a small plateau overlooking a huge city. Bulma was unfamiliar with the land and the city, since it wasn't on any of her maps, but she was certain that such a huge place would hold the modern technology and luxuries that she was accustomed to. She now had five of the beautiful orange balls and was immensely happy to get away from the owner of the fifth one.
Her last adventure had taken her to a small island in the middle of a river where an old hermit lived. The man had been a complete pervert. He had nothing but magazines and calendars of naked or scantily clad women about his house. Bulma was even certain that she had seen him leering at her several times.
Now that she had so many of the balls, she was really starting to get encouraged about her abilities. And Goku had been a good investment for her; he had saved her from another monster or two along the way.
This adventure was definitely something that she wouldn't have believed she would ever do if she hadn't already done it. It was turning out to be all right, despite the few mishaps along the way.
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In the dark shadows beneath the plateau lurked a worse danger than Bulma or Goku had yet come upon. He was a simple man, he didn't believe in extravagance, a way of life that he had grown used to over the years. He believed in doing his job and in doing it right, also something he had grown used to. He took the orders given to him and he completed them without a question or a complaint. His loyalty was complete, it was demanded that he be obedient, and such was his belief in the person he served that he never hesitated on any order.
This night he was dressed simply in black, his dark hair brushed firmly in place against his head. He gazed up at the lights of the capsule house, standing out plainly against the unbroken dark behind it. As he prepared himself for the climb to the top he grinned to himself in anticipation of his next act. The darkness would hide him perfectly, but he knew it wasn't really needed. Anyone in the city below that spotted him would not stop to question what he was doing, nor would they even give him more than one terrified glance before hurrying to their destination.
In the few peaceful seconds left to the inhabitant of the house, the only sound that could be heard was the lonely song of a small bird lost somewhere in the night.
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In the pitch dark of the house Goku stumbled around looking for the refrigerator. Bulma hated him eating all the food in the middle of the night, but he couldn't help if he was hungry. The sound of muffled movement caught his ears from Bulma's bedroom but it wasn't until he heard a small squeak that he went to investigate. Bulma had told him before to stay out of her room while she was sleeping, but he thought there might be a mouse in there and it might make a nice appetizer.
The first thing that caught Goku's eye when he opened the door was the dark shape by the window, the next was the empty and ruffled bed. Since he knew how soundly Bulma slept once she was asleep he knew it wasn't her by the window, beside, he didn't think she owned anything black.
Goku looked around the wall for the little switch that Bulma had shown him to use for lighting. Just as he found it and flipped it on the dark shape turned around and smiled at him. The man had dark hair and was dressed completely in black. His perfectly white teeth shone in the light but his smile was more malicious than friendly. Goku immediately put himself into a fighting position, but the man continued to smile as he jumped out the window.
Goku ran to the window in time to see the man pull an unconscious Bulma over his shoulders and sling down the plateau walls on a rope. He jumped out the window but just as he was about to jump down the ledge to stop the man a dark glove emerged from a nearby bush, a small shiny object clasped tightly in its grasp. One finger moved back and as Goku watched a tiny object flew out of it, hit him in the neck, and his world spun black.
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Voices hovered on the edge of Bulma's consciousness. She tried to identify them and make out what they were saying but her ears stubbornly refused to focus on any one sound. Even her eyelids refused to open, making it impossible for her to visually identify the people around here. At first it didn't occur to her to wonder why there might be a gathering of people around her, but once it slowly dawned where she ought to be she realized that the sound of multiple voices surrounding her ought to alarm her. Since she was still so uncommonly tired she put off thinking about that fact until she could at least hear and open her eyes again.
After another long stretch of deep and peaceful blackness Bulma rolled to her side and cracked open her eyes slightly. The light in the room was blinding, but the shades on the windows that she could see in front of her were complete closed. She rolled to her other side and as she did so the sudden desire to run brought her to her feet, which were unfortunately tied together so that she fell backwards onto the bed that she had been lying on.
Sitting in a chair across from her was man with pitch-black hair; it was slicked close to his head with gel that looked freshly placed. She frowned slightly at the grinning man until she realized that she had seen him before. He was the man that had bothered her on the beach when she was digging for her first ball. She couldn't immediately put together the pieces, but she figured that was because she was still tired.
"Had a nice nap did you? You slept for a whole day, but I suppose that's because I might used a little too much of the sleeping drug."
Bulma licked her lips as her voice went dry and she tried to sit up, it was almost a successful attempt, but she fell backwards again. She regarded her obvious captor with contempt.
"Why did you kidnap me? Who are you?"
"Oh I suppose you could say I did kidnap you. Certainly I was the one who took you from your interesting little house, but I'm not the one who decided to."
"Then who did? And you still haven't told me why. And what happened to Goku?"
"You'll meet my boss soon enough and he'll explain all the reasoning to you. As for the little pest of yours, he had to take a nap since he seemed so set on following us. He was left on the plateau, curled up comfortably on the doorstep."
"Why am I here? I don't want to wait for this boss of yours; I want to know now. Who are you?!"
"That's enough of your screaming, I can hear you on the other side of the palace."
Bulma sighed and turned over again towards the new voice. Her eyes almost popped out of her head at the man standing before her. He wasn't very tall, but he was well built with spiky hair that stood up unnaturally high on his head. The man smirked at her and Bulma was suddenly very certain that although this man was very handsome, he was no prince charming.
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AN: Before anyone asks, yes I have some clue where this is going...I just hope I'll actually get it there. I know roughly what the next chapter entails, I might even write it soon, but that, and what lies after it, remains to be seen. ^_^ Thanks to anyone who read this and thanks to anyone who replies. If anyone is interested in being on a mailing list for my semi-infrequent updates then just e-mail me at hibari_heza@yahoo.com. IF you like this enough to want to read the rest of it and to know when I get out a chapter that is. ^_^
V.J. Thanks. I'm glad you like this and that you think I'm doing a good job with Bulma. I sometimes worry
that I go ooc with my characters, but I try to keep their personalities intact when I write. ^_^