The Fate of Vegeta
Chapter 2
The girl stood there, unmoving. She stared into the cold green eyes that already
knew who she was and declared,"! am the one you seek. Leave the civilians out of
this."
The alien laughed evily. "You are in no position to bargain, little girl. You are in
way over your head. Give up and go peacefully, or we will have to use force."
The girl, who's name everybody has found out to be Rasanay, felt her blood boil at
being called a little girl. That was what she hated most, because, 1. She was not
little. 2. She wasn't a baby anymore, in fact, she was probably more grown up than
most adults. And 3., It just plain PISSED HER OFF!
As she struggled to keep her rising temper in check, she heard the black haired
teenager say,"Friends of yours?"
She snorted, glad to have a diversion. "Not bloody likely."
"They're after you, obviously," the purple haired one stated. "So you go, we'll stay
and hold them off. We'll give you time to get away."
Rasanay stared at him in complete shock. They had barely met, and he was
already saying he'd help her? This was something she was completely unused to.
"So, then, what's in it for you?" she asked suspiciously. "You've got to want money
or something."
"No," the teen replied. "We're just your all around do-gooders, and saving the
world is our hobby. But helping out innocent victims like yourself fits the bill, too."
"Oookay. Well, I'm not leaving, anyway, so you don't have to help. I'm going to
destroy these guys." Rasanay slipped into a defensive crouch.
"Personal grudge?" the guy with purple hair asked, as he and his friend did the
same.
"Against them? No." she replied, powering up her ki. "Against the person who sent
them? Yes. Definately."
Trunks just had time to glance at her before the aliens attacked in six vicious
green blurs.
Rasanay met her two head on, bringing one arm around to slam it into the alien's
neck, dodging the other alien's kick at the same time. She whirled around and
lashed out with her foot, catching the one who had tried to kick her in the jaw and
sending him crashing into a nearby building. The first alien had recovered from the
blow to his neck and punched Rasanay in the jaw. this didn't faze her one bit. She
just grabbed her attackers hand and sent him flying as well, to land right on top of
his comrade.
This gave her time to see how her two new aqaintences were doing. Rasanay
soon found herself admiring their compadability as a team. I wish I had a partner
like these two do... They fought their aliens together, moving seamlessly. It was
like the two sensed eachother's movements. If one of them fired a ki blast, the
other would automatically fire one at the victim. Soon the pair had only one alien
left to deal with.
Which reminds me... Rasanay walked over to the small hole in an ice cream
shop. She stood over the two pitiful aliens, still struggling to get up. One saw her
emotionless eyes, and raised one hand feebly. "No... please... no..." Rasanay
raised a hand and fired a ki blast at the two attackers, and they desintegrated,
leaving only scorch marks on the ground. The young fighter looked for a moment
at the spot where they had lain, hand smoking. Another feirce battle was going on
inside of her.
You've become a heartless killer a voice inside her said. You don't even know
exactly who you are and you're going around killing people.
They attacked me first! another voice inside her head protested. They deserved to
die! They worked for that evil king of theirs!
But two lines just kept repeating in her head. You've become a heartless killer, you
don't know who you are, you've become a heartless killer, you don't know who you
are...
"Rasanay?"
She blinked, and her suddenly blurry vision returned to normal. She lowered her
hand and turned to see the purple haired warrior standing right behind her. "You
okay?"
Rasanay was suddenly overwhelmed by the rush of gratitude she felt. "You...,"
she stammered. "You... I don't even know your names, and you and your friend
probably saved my life..."
He smiled slightly. "My name is Trunks. My friend here-" he gestured towards
Goten, who had come up behind him "-is Goten. And I think you'd better come
with us."
Suddenly a femal voice rang out. "Trunks! Trunks, what happened? Goten? What
are you two doing here?"
"Mom?" Trunks said, bewildered. He poked his head out of the hole in the ice
cream shop. Running down the street, Bra in tow, was Bulma, a shopping bag in
her other hand. "Mom!"
"Honey, what's going on? Why are alien bodies all over the place? And who," she
added, catching sight of the scruffy Rasanay,"ls this?"
"Well, as for who this is," Trunks gestured towards Rasanay, who was fingering
her long tank top, looking at the ground,"She's Rasanay, a girl we met recently. As
for the aliens, they were after Rasanay, and we helped her take care of them. But
as for what's going on? I haven't got a clue."
"How about you?" Bulma rounded on Goten.
"Uh, same here, Mrs. Breifs. I don't know much about this, either," Goten said
sheepishly.
Bulma sighed. "Well, dear," she said to Rasanay. You'd better come home with
since you're obviously in some sort of trouble. You can exlain on the way, too."
She looked at Rasanay tenderly. "Poor dear... you look about thirteen, am I right?"
"Twelve, ma'am," Rasanay replied, looking up.
"Even worse," Bulma replied. "Going through that at this age..."
"It gets worse, ma'am," Rasanay said regretfully.
"Mmm...," Bulma frowned. "Well, call me Bulma, Rasanay. Nice to meet you."
"You to, ma'am, I mean, Bulma," she corrected hurridly.
Bulma smiled at her and turned back to Goten. "You need to get home. ChiChi will
be worried. And you should tell Goku what happened, as well."
"Yes, Bulma," Goten said obediently, and flew off in the direction of his house.
Bra spoke up for the first time. She looked up at Rasanay with big eyes. "Jeez,
you're tall. You're only twelve and you're as tall as Daddy!"
Trunks noticed that Rasanay turned slightly pink. "Well, you're daddy must not be
very tall, then," she replied.
"He's not," Bra agreed seriously, and everyone laughed. "What?" she said
indignantly. "He's not!"
"Come on, sis," Trunks finally said. "Let's go to the car." He took Bra's hand and
led the way to Bulma's car.
When they had arrived at Bulma's car, Bulma strapped Bra into the seat in front
and got in. Rasanay and Trunks got into the back. "And now," Bulma said sternly
as she started up the car,"You are goignt o tell us what this is all about."
So, as Bulma drove everyone back to Capsule Corp., Rasanay explained her
predicament. "It started before I was born, and even I don't know all of it, but I'll try
anyway."
"The story starts, I suppose, at planet Vegeta." But before she could get any
farther than that, both Trunks and Bulma jumped.
"What!" Trunks asked loudly.
"Planet Vegeta," Rasanay repeated patiently, waiting for him to explain.
"Are - are you saying you're a Saiyan?" Trunks asked. "Where's your tail?"
"I'm not a full blood," Rasanay answered. "Only half. As for my tail..." In a
moment, a long, elegant brown tail appeared from beneath her shirt. Trunks
staredat it as if transfixed, then his eyes moved back up to Rasanay's face. "That's
one of the reasons my shirt is so long," Rasanay explained. "It hid my tail."
Trunks blinked, then nodded and settled back into his seat. "Well, if it means
anything to you," he told her. "I'm half Saiyan, too. My Dad is full blood, and my
Mom is from Earth."
"Yep." Bulma agreed cheerfully.
"Well, that's a small relief," Rasanay replied. "Anyway, to continue. My father was
a Saiyan, too. He left planet Vegeta just before it was destroyed, and was blown
off course to my Mom's planet. He and my Mom fell in love. But then this evil King
Cekor, ruler of the planet Sek and the Damasians that live there, came around
destroyed that planet, too.
My Father died, but Mom escaped, pregnant with me,
and fled to a nearby planet called Bomaj. But, yet again, that planet was
destroyed, so we went to the planet Vorna. She had me there, and died in
childbirth. All this was tolf to me by my mentor, Vantaj, after a bumb on the head
around five.
When I was around seven, King Cekor barged into my life again, and
tried to convince me to come over to his side after hearing about my memory loss.
It was a good thing Vantaj had told me about him, otherwise he would have got
me. To make a long story short, I overpowered his goons and have been running
from him for the past four years. He's scared of my potential, I think."
There was a silence in the car for a while, then Trunks spoke, quietly. "Do you
have any idea what race your mother was from?"
"No," came the sad reply. 'Vantaj said that she looked exactly like a human, but if
she were human, this planet wouldn't be here right now, would it? I think she just
disguised herself as a human somehow."
"I see."
About five minutes later, Bulma anounced,"We're almost there. Just a couple more
minutes."
Once those minutes had passed, Bulma had stopped the car and gotten out to
help Bra get her seatbelt off. Trunks glanced over at Rasanay, and smiled as he
saw her with her nose pressed against the glass window.
"Like it?" he asked.
"Like it? Like it? It's the most beautiful home I've ever seen!"
Trunks laughed, feeling proud. "Wait 'till you see my Father, you may change your
mind."
Rasanay laughed too and they both got out of the car.
Vegeta was there waiting for them, leaning against the wall next to the door,
scowling. "And where have you been?" he asked, annoyed.
"Uhh... if I said killing aliens, would you believe my?" Trunks asked.
Vegeta cocked an eyebrow, not amused in the least. "No," he said bluntly. He
turned his glare upon Bulma, who was holding Bra in her arms. "And what about
you, woman? You're late."
Bulma glared back at him and asked peevishly,"lf I said watching Trunks, Goten,
and a friend of theirs kill aliens, would you believe me?"
Vegeta scowled even deeper as he turned to look at Rasanay. "Trunks! Who have
you brought in this time!"
But Rasanay payed almost no attention to Trunks, or Vegeta's question. She was
staring at Vegeta, as if pained. "I-" she started, stummbling towards him. "I- know
you-" A whirlwind of pain surrounded her, and she fell into blackness.
