First I wanted to state that I want to thank Rogue for sending me a review of critizism for my sotry and what needed to be fixed. I have indeed changed the chapters before this one so hopefully this next chapter would make more sense. THANKYOU so much ROGUE!!!
Before you read the chapter, I just want to ask you, as the reader, if I should make the next chapter a HUGE jump in time... or if I should write just small segments of the days... Um... you'll understand more once you read. Just wanted you to keep this small note in mind. Thanks!
Chapter 8- Explained
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Videl shrieked as she was hastily thrown to the dark, dirty, marble floors of the spaceship, the main space ship that is. The black haired female hissed as her body continued to crush her now broken arm. It hurt like hell!
"Damn creature..." she muttered as she clenched her teeth. She really wanted kick some serious alien ass at this moment, but her body stated other wise as it shook in pain. Videl hated the feeling of being venerable, and she really hated the feeling while on enemy territory.
Turning her head back to the smirking aliens, she glared at them as she desperately tried to pick herself up. She fought against the pain, and made sure that she would triumph. But she paused a few seconds later noticing a shadow at the corner of her eye. It was towering over her, and she gritted her teeth even harder. 'Damn ALL these evil beings to hell!'
The female's ears picked up an evil chuckle, and her glare darkened even more. She so happened to notice her captors bowing down on a knee as if in respect to the person before her. The shadow must have belonged to the warrior's master. She quickly snapped her head around, and looked up. Her glare became a look of shock as she found the energy to push her body as far away from the king. Of course, she couldn't move that far.
King Cold's lips curled into a very evil smirk as he stared at the female. The tyrant noticed her shocked expression, then looked down to her shoulders, and then to her arms. He noticed the bruising. The evil king glared at the injury then turned his gaze to the warriors. His smirk turned to a frown.
"I thought I clearly stated that I wanted her unharmed." His voice was a thick as honey and as smooth as silk. It also had the tenor tone, almost close to bass. It was nothing like Gohan's thought Videl as she continued to stare at the extremely tall figure. He was HUGE! Much taller than the saiyans she saw the day before. He must have been eight feet tall!
Videl turned her head to the side noticing the warriors behind quiver in fear as they backed away from the female. "Our deepest apologies sire! But we had no other choice! We-"
"SILENCE!" boomed the voice of the dark king.
That shut all the warriors up.
Cold went back to examine the damage done to Videl. The king's eyes lowered, and they widened when two holes were noticed in her shirt. The holes were surrounded by the rich color of her blood. Now he noticed that the shirt, and pants she wore were now almost completely covered in her lifeblood. Cold took a step up to Videl, and kneeling down, he grabbed her face. Her skin was greatly chilled; the healthy pink color her skin should have been was very, very pale. She lost too much blood.
Cold gave a small sympathetic look to Videl as he stood up and looked to his warriors. Cold then gazed to his clawed fingers.
"So... I guess you thought it was alright to attack her with the guns also, is that correct?" asked the king as he glanced to his other hand.
"No, sire," replied the leader of the squad; the alien's head was bowed deeply.
"I see."
A bright light was beginning to grow in Cold's fingertips as he glanced back to the warriors. "Well then, I guess fair is fair," reasoned the king as the energy continued to grow, "After all, she is almost dead. I think that's exactly how you fifteen should be repaid."
And at that, the bright light blinded all, but King Cold, in the room.
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Bulma heard a rumbling as she looked up to the ceiling to the room she was in. Currently in the labs, she stopped her work. Something was wrong. She could just feel it.
Sure, she had only been here for about an hour, but the evil tyrant was hoping to get some wonderful tools to help with the demise of the emperor, Bulma's friend. The scientist looked around the room. This was the exact lab, which she worked in almost two years back when she tried to set up the locking system in this very ship. She also set up a tracking system and an alarming system for the ship in case of times like these for when an enemy ship tried to invade. Obviously, her system had some faults, and the enemy was able to make a sneak attack.
She noticed a rumbling in the ship, and then it shook violently for a moment.
Bulma fell to the ground, wrapping her arms and hands over her head to make sure she wouldn't have any type of brain damage done. She was aware of how hard these floors were, and how tough they had to be made! Heck, she was the one who created them! Gohan wanted to make them 'Saiyan-Proof' so incase someone lost their temper, the whole crew on the ship wouldn't suffer from it. How could they suffer? The ship could easily be destroyed and kill all who lived in it in a matter of moments.
Finally, the ship stopped shaking.
Bulma opened her once closed eyes then gazed around the room. A few glass breakers and tubes were destroyed. She didn't even notice the glass being shattered! But, nevertheless, they could always be replaced. She, however, needed to quickly clean up before she, or someone else got hurt.
"Oh... please let this madness end soon..."
All she hoped for was to go back home. She wanted to make sure she could enjoy every moment she could when she was back on earth with her son and her husband. The female also only wanted to be back at home, and see the cheerful smiles of her friends. Their presence alone could bring her burdened heart to happiness.
Bulma only wanted to go home.
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Videl slowly opened her eyes when she felt the heat of the energy pass away. And when she opened her eyes. She turned her head around, and screamed. The group of fifteen no longer stood behind her prideful, as she had thought, but they were now in ruins. Parts of them were all over the room. An arm here, a leg on the other side of the arm... half a head...
Blood was clearly seen all over the floors, the walls, the ceiling... everywhere! The blood... it was everywhere! "My Kami..." she whispered as she held her hand to her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly. This wasn't good on her part. The quicker flow of blood could easily mean that she would be loosing the little blood she had left at a faster rate. She could just feel the coldness of death about to embrace her. That was what she seemed to want more than anything... Then Gohan wouldn't have to worry about how she was doing. She would always be with him in spirit.
Cold noticed Videl's eyes roll back into her head, and she limply fell to the floor once more from her sitting position. This tyrant wanted her living. And with the most advanced technology here, he would most defiantly prevent a death that even human doctors couldn't.
Looking over to the side, Cold motioned for two of his warriors. They respectfully dashed over to the king, and bowed lowly. "Yes, sire?"
Cold lowered his gaze as he looked down to Videl. "Take the female to the Regeneration Tanks. A female this weak wouldn't need to be in there but an hour. That should be more than enough time for her to fully recover."
The warriors paused as they glanced to Cold for a second before they lowered their head's once more and bowed. "Yes, sire," they muttered as they turned to pick up the very injured female.
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Bulma glanced at the doors to her lab. She was just about finished with cleaning the broken glass when the doors opened. Two of Cold's men walked in slowly carrying a bloody human female, it wasn't JUST a female human; it was Videl!
Bulma ran over to the two warriors as she began to examine the female. Although this was the science lab, it was also known to be the sick bay for warriors. The two aliens gently placed the unconscious female on a medical table before Bulma shooed the two away.
"I'll take this from here," stated the scientist in a dead serious tone as she looked down to Videl's deadly injuries. It wasn't good at all. She was going to die very soon.
The warriors shook their heads as they began to walk up to the bed once more. "It's Cold's orders that we make sure she gets into a regeneration tank," stated a soldier boldly.
Bulma slapped his hand away from Videl. "And I am a doctor! I can put her in the tank in a few moments after I examine the damage done so I know how she needs to heal."
"But Cold clearly stated-"
The scientist glared at the warriors. "I think it would be more important that this human gets her bones gently put back into place. It's obvious that this one is broken! And her joint, it looks like it is out of her socket! If she heals this broken up, she will most likely die after she goes into a tank!"
The soldiers looked at each other before they nodded. "Fine, but we need to remain here and make sure nothing bad happens to her or it would-"
"There is no way you will be looking at a naked female!" shouted Bulma glaring. "I know how many perverted males there are here, and I don't want this young lady to feel violated knowing that she was stared at in a venerable state!"
Now, I know many warriors wouldn't have admitted this aloud, but this female began to unnerve them. She was worse than Cold! (That is, if that was at all possible!) The two soldiers would rather be killed at the hand of their master than have this female verbally chew them out! So they did what they thought was best. They abruptly left the lab, making sure the door behind was locked.
When Bulma was satisfied that no one was watching her, she reached into her shirt then to her bra and pulled out a small plastic bag. She smirked when she held it up into the light. And in the package was something that would save anyone's life no matter how bad the situation.
A Sensu Bean.
Using her fingers to open up Videl's mouth, she gently shoved the bean in her mouth. She then slapped the teen's face lightly; hopefully it would wake her. And it did, in a way. Videl began to twitch ever so slightly.
Bulma almost jumped up in joy, but she remained at her place. "Videl... sweetie. I'm going to ask you to chew the bean in your mouth. It will make you better. Trust me on this Videl." The female scientist then turned her head over to one of the tables on the other side of the room, and opened one of the many cabinets below. Grabbing a small, plastic packet, she ripped it open. Inside was a moist, sterile wipe cloth. And making her way over to Videl once more, Bulma gave a small smile as she began to wipe the grime away from Videl's face. Obviously, one of these moist towels wasn't enough for the big cleaning job.
But it wouldn't really be needed as the black haired female began to turn her head after she swallowed the chewed up bean; she looked into the scientist with a small smile.
"Fancy seeing you here," stated Bulma with a small smile on her face, as she continued to clean up the blood.
As soon as the towel was tossed into a nearby trash container, Videl sat up and gently stretched her sore arms. "Damn, I feel like I have been run over by a bus!" She then scooted over to the edge of the bed soon to jump off and stand on her two feet. And as Videl began to stretch the rest of her body, she felt the pull of her semi-moist shirt. She looked down to it, and to the female's horror, she noticed exactly how much blood she lost.
And over her new set of clothing!
She gave a small growl... she hated the thought of ruining something that was just given to her a few hours ago! But it was very thoughtful of Bulma giving her a new set of clothing, other than the ones she was borrowing from Chichi. And that was when she noticed the glint in Bulma's eye. That look was so clear. Any female could have noticed that her motherly instincts were kicking in, and she was being reminded of her own child.
Videl looked up to Bulma and she smiled. "Your son is safe."
That small sentence, alone, made Bulma sigh in relief as she placed a hand over her heart. This worried scientist must have had her family in mind ever since she was abducted.
"Thank you, for informing me that," muttered Bulma as she smiled brightly. "You don't realize how relived I am to hear those words. It's been such a burden to know how my family is coping with my absence."
The female crime fighter nodded as she slipped the bloodied shirt off. "I'm glad to hear it," stated Videl as she tossed the shirt to the floor. And when it fell, it fell with a 'slap'. The two women glared at it in disgust.
"I'll make sure I get it burned," muttered Bulma.
Videl nodded in agreement, "Please, do as you like..."
And as the scientist was about to grab a few towels and a bag to put the shirt in, she looked around the room. She smiled. There wasn't a camera in sight. Turning about face, Bulma dashed over to Videl and glanced to the female worriedly.
"Videl, do you still have the two communication devices I gave you?"
The look of concern on the black locked female turned to a look of joy as she reached in her pocket to pull out the key chain. The watch, on her wrist, was gone though. The enemy must have thought of it as some type of communication device.
Bulma looked around the room twice before she pressed the button to the tiny capsule and placed it in her cupped hand. And placing her other hand over the capsule, she bit her lip as some smoke came from her palms. And opening the top palm, Bulma smiled when a palm sized Cell Phone lay in her hand. It wasn't a flip phone though. Those styles were known to break easily, and in times like these, they needed a more reliable communication device.
She turned the phone on, and smiled when the screen lit up. The best thing about it was the fact it was soundless. It would be harder to be caught with it.
Bulma handed the phone to Videl with a smile. "Just to let you know, this phone should have enough power to run a whole week; make sure I get it back to change out the battery."
Videl glanced at the phone curiously before raising an eyebrow.
"But... shouldn't I be on the earth for this to work?" asked the crime fighter as she stared back to the phone.
Bulma smirked. "Nope. Even if you are on the other side of the universe you can send messages, but only text messages. You need to be with in a 100,000-kilometer radius to use the talking part of the phone. That's why I gave the watches to both of you," she then walked to the other side of the room looking into a closet, "Yet, the enemy seemed to wise up and take it away."
Bulma pulled out a spandex looking uniform from the closet. Sure, it was what the other warriors in the space ship wore, but it was the only 'modest' piece of clothing available for the petite female. And pulling out a piece of black cloth, Bulma walked over to Videl with a small, but sympathetic smile.
"I know how much you might hate this, but it's the only thing." She handed Videl the dark blue spandex. To Videl's dislike, it looked more like a leotard. She stuck her tongue out. "Put it on," stated Bulma as she looked over the piece of cloth she had in her hands.
Videl frowned as she looked to her jeans. Why couldn't she wear these? They were still... salvageable! Um... just take away the blood and they would look good as new!
"Bulma?" asked Videl taking off the pants. "Is there any way possible that these jeans could be washed?" She handed the pair to the scientist who looked them over. The blood was still fresh on them, and the sticky texture of the liquid could be felt.
"I'll see what I can do," stated Bulma with a nod. And the scientist paused noticing how bloody Videl actually was. "Um... but I suggest you bathe. It can't be healthy to have all that blood smeared on your skin."
Videl looked down at stomach, and she blinked. It looked as if she had some rare skin disease! Or... she could have some sort of skin sunburn.
"There's a tub in the room beside the lockers on the right," stated Bulma as she continued to look over the jeans. And taking that as a cue to leave, the female crime fighter made her way to the bath.
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Videl slid into the scalding hot water and noticed the blood from her body immediately diffuse into the soapy liquid.
Making sure she was able to scrub off all the grime, she just sat in the tub. She really needed to rest her weary body. It might have gone thru more than your average human that lived a good full life!
She just... didn't feel right sitting here in a warm bath when there might have been other warriors aboard this ship who couldn't even see the doctor after a big bloody battle. Videl did notice some of the warriors as she was carried to the throne room for the first time. There were warriors with broken armor; the wounds they had may have been only hours old, and still were bleeding. Yet, they didn't have any kind of medical treatment. She didn't know they did it! But the people, the emperor's citizens, seemed to need the help from their emperor more than she needed it. Anyways, she hated the thought of being the damsel in distress.
Then an idea popped into her head.
Looking around for some type of dry cloth, she found one over her head and used it to dry her hands and arms. And turning over in the tub, she carefully reached out to the side of the tub grabbing the phone. She smirked as she leaned back into the water and began to sink into the warmth.
She knew how to send text messages thanks to her phone at home, so figuring out how to send a message to others on this one would be a piece of cake. Well... sort of. Pressing a few buttons, she was at the contacts that were listed in her phone. She just needed to find the correct code name to send the message she wanted. There were so many code names too! But she could figure out some of them...
For instance, the order she noticed was:
Son
Saiyan Prince
Bulk
Radish
CEO-in-Training
Emps
And a few others not worth mentioning were also on the list. But the 'Emps' nick was a dead give away. Almost everyone at her school used that code name when they were speaking of the mysterious emperor. So, picking the code name, she began to type in her message.
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Gohan walked around Capsule Corp as he searched for random items. May had to do with the journey he would be taking to space. He needed to rescue the one's closest to him, and from there, he was aware that he could regain position of the empire. It was a plain and simple plan.
As he walked back into the living room of the Corporation he felt a buzzing against his leg, and abruptly turned his head around. He also felt around for any ki's he might have missed. For all he knew he could have been attacked again by Cold's lackeys!
But nothing was noticed and the buzzing was noticed once more. He reached into his pant's pocket pulling out the key chain capsule he forgot about! It was the Cell Phone! Pressing the button to the small invention, he tossed it on a near by coffee table and noticed the buzzing phone.
"It must have been on the whole time," muttered Gohan as he picked it up. A message was clearly seen.
Is that you Gohan?
He frowned. Who would be sending him a message? He looked to the buttons on the phone. He remembered Videl teaching him how to use one before... any he never thought he would have to use this means of communication.
Did this ever prove the young emperor wrong!
Finally, he was able to send back a message. It was plain, and simple.
Yes?
As if a few seconds later, Gohan's heart began to stop.
It's me! Videl!
His breathing became faster as he read over the message twice, three times... seven times! He couldn't believe it! And she sent him another message.
I wanted to let you know I'm here with Bulma in a lab.
A lab? And the hybrid saiyan put his fingers to work as he sent a message back to her.
A lab? What about your injuries?! Are you doing okay? Did Bulma help to stitch the wounds together?
A pause. It was a few moments and still no message. His heart began to sink still another message appeared.
Bulma gave me a sensu the moment she noticed how bad my wounds were. And FYI, I don't have much time, Cold's men might be coming soon to take me back to the lizard.
At the first sentence, his chest loosened as he gave a sigh of relief. She was fine. Gohan began to immediately send another message.
Don't worry; I'll make sure to get you ASAP.
And the next message sent almost broke his heart.
NO!
Gohan's hands almost went limp as he stared at the message. The phone would have dropped too if he did. But it was a good thing that Videl was fast at typing.
I know that Cold is keeping me from harm. He just killed the squad of fifteen that attacked me earlier. So during this time, I know Cold will be as patient as possible when you come to retrieve me, so I want you to do something for me.
Gohan gave a small nod as he noticed another message pop up.
Or I won't forgive you, ever.
This must have been a tough request... but it was nothing Gohan couldn't handle! Or so the little voice in Gohan's head tried to assure the young emperor. So he typed his message back.
Of course! I'll do as you ask.
And Bulma's words from earlier that day proved correct. The emperor of this galaxy would do ANYTHING to please her.
Good. I want you to secure all of earth; make sure no more squads are able to enter the atmosphere. Create a force field to protect the earth from invaders because this is Cold's last stop before he has his hands on the entire universe!
She wants him to do... what?
I also want you to take back the other galaxies, which Cold took over. They need your help the most.
But...
I am aware that this mission will take up much of your time.
No shit.
But I will be safe here, and I will give you updates and tips on what's going on. I will be under the watchful eye of King Cold, but when I can escape to a hidden place on the ship, I will send you a message.
Is she insane?!
But do all you can to take back your kingdom, and make sure it remains under your watchful eye. Secure them, and make sure nothing can invade them as easily as this evil king did. I am aware how smart you are, so make up some creative disguises and unique ways to take back your kingdom.
Gohan shook his head as he read over the few paragraphs over and over again. Then another one popped up.
And if you don't complete all this, I will willingly remain here on this space station with the evil beings until you do complete the mission!
Gohan's heart sank.
Now don't go into depression mode.
Easier said than done...
I will talk to you when I can by text. I'll be looking for your mother also and make sure she remains alive and well. But I need to leave for now. Bulma is trying to find some new clothes for me to wear since the others are covered in my blood.
Her... BLOOD?! But... wait! Her BLOOD?!
Talk to you soon, oh and Bulma says hi to you all, and make sure Vegeta knows his son needs to be in bed by 8:45. Hugs and kisses!
And a message on the top of the text box clearly stated that Videl turned the phone off. His only way to speak to his true love was severed.
That was about the time the saiyan warriors walked in. Raditz patted Gohan's shoulder sympathetically.
"So, I guess we are on our way to the base?" questioned the saiyan as he looked to his nephew. But the look in the emperor's eye stated different than the first command he gave the men.
"No."
That shocked the three in the room.
Raditz walked before his younger relative. "But, Gohan, I thought you stated that the base was the first place you wanted to take back-"
Gohan held up a hand as he looked down to the phone once more he picked it up and bit his lip. He then sighed.
"We need to secure the earth first and destroy all spy devices from the enemy as well as the warriors sent by Cold."
That message was a shocker.
"I just talked to Videl." He held up the small phone and he shoved it back in his pocket after he turned it off. "We're taking back what was lost in the years Cold was invading. And I'm assuming, with the technology we have, we can take it back with in a matter of weeks. Sneak attacks are the easiest and most effective ways before Cold could know what hit him." A new hope was shining in Gohan's eyes as he looked up to his men with a smirk. "We could begin to build up our strength this way so by the time we are ready to attack Cold, we can bring him to his knees."
The saiyan men also began to smirk at that thought. Then the sweet victory could be tasted and life can go back to its normal pattern... but then again, life wasn't always normal for these men. They were indeed the most feared warriors in the universe... well... other than King Cold.
Gohan paused for a moment before he smiled. "And Videl was with Bulma at the time she talked to me. Bulma wanted to say 'Hi' to everyone." And the emperor turned to his advisor, the saiyan prince. "And she wanted to make sure you put Trunks to bed by 8:45pm."
Vegeta just gave a snort as he crossed his arms and turned his head the other way. This brought Raditz, Nappa, and Gohan into a fit of laughter. At least they were aware Vegeta would be acting like his normal self after this good, and relieving news.
Now... all the warriors needed to do were set their new plan of action into effect. And lighter spirits were noticed by all the saiyans as they worked towards their new objective.
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And there is the next chapter! As I stated before, I am not quite sure how I am going to write the next chapter. I could start it a few months later... or write paragraphs in the chapter updating the progress Gohan has for taking back his kingdom. Please inform me in a review or by email what you would like to see. Thanks for reading thus far!
-Takuma
