Sands Of Time

Chappie 12

Vegeta's Decision

By

Bulma

T: No…stop…think of the children. (Board of voice as R is still killing and destroying.) Peeps, read and review.

Vegeta-

"DAMNIT!" cried and enraged Prince Vegeta as he was beating down a mountain. HE was angry, confused, but above all things afraid. That brat was his son. Of all the 7 fiery pits of hell, he should have been the last person alive to help sire and spawn a child from anyone, epically that "Woman." ("So much for not taking a mage and not siring a brat.") he thought angrily at himself.

Exhausted, Vegeta fell to his knees and powered down. His mind was troubled and he kept asking himself why? Why him? He wanted desperately to become the next Super Saiyan, the next cold blooded warrior. Just what happenings did take part in the future? Vegeta let out a sigh. He would have to face his blood sooner and later. After all, the brat was HIS son.

He would get some information out of him, but then the choice was up to him and the Woman to make the next move on weather or not they should turn them over to Cooler or not. But that wasn't the only decision, then they would have the choice of creating the lavender haired boy. Knowing the Woman, she all ready talked to them and decided that she would never turn them over her son to the likes of Cooler.

But wasn't so sure about him and Bulma producing a child. Just because in the future he made the mistake of laying with her, doesn't mean he would make the same mistake twice. He refused to produce his offspring! Vegeta made up his mind and pulled his legs under him as she was sitting lotus position as he began to meditate. He needed to think up a plan in a calm manner.

What was he to do? Then it struck him, he would do what he was sent to do. He would trick Cooler in thinking the slaves were dead, have him rebuild the ship, return the Woman and the newest members back to Earth, and hijack the ship to live the remainder of his life in solitude from his past, future, and most of all the Woman.

So after a few moments of thinking his plan through, thoroughly. He stood up on his two feet with a calm demeanor on his features. Then he took to the skies and back to the Woman.

B/T/Ve/K-

So far things had calmed down a bit. Bulma had stopped her crying and her, along with Trunks, sorted out and talked some issues out. But no matter how much Trunks pleaded for Bulma to consider having him in this timeline, Bulma refused to budge. Though she did regretted it deeply to say no, the fact remained that she couldn't very well settle down with a family. That was the whole reason for her leaving. She wanted to find herself and to go on an adventure, not stay home and work along with playing Mommy.

After a bit, Trunks gave up. There was nothing he could say or do that could convince her otherwise to say yes and agree to his request. Finally the two sat and talked, just trying to get reacquainted with one another. With Mother and Son reunited, both it seemed to have forgotten the other two in the kitchen. Upon a knock at the door, brought the two back to the small capsule house inside a cave on a foreign planet.

Bulma got up and opened the door as Venux stood awkwardly with an anxious Karara by her side. "Is he gonna be all right?" she asked. A smile beamed on Bulma's features as she stepped aside and allowed the 2 to venture in. "Daddy!" cried the lil' girl running up to the bed and tackling the form that laid there. "You tell me." Bulma said smiling.

"Hi honey, how you been a good girl for Mommy?" asked Trunks, as she cradled the lil' girl. She gripped onto him, 'fraid to let go, just incase he may leave her once more. "Uh huh. Miss. Bulma made us some food." at that moment, a loud rumbling filed the room and everyone looked to the source. Bulma let out an amused smirk and turned to leave. "I shall get him some food. You all visit. She said disappearing from view.

Venux and Trunks exchanged looks as she came over and sat with them on the bed. Venux picked up the child and set her on her lap as the two never broke eye contact. "I missed you." Venux whispered. "I know." came his reply. Then there was a comforting silence. Just knowing Trunks was alive and well made everything every thing all right. HE did after all had that reaction on people. But of course to Karara, she didn't like the silence at all and spoke up.

"Papa Trunks, you almost died but me and Mommy Venux saved you." Then questions began to pop in Trunks' mind as he came to a horrible thought. He was knocking on death's door as he got them out of Cooler's grasp. So how is it that they had gotten him out of safe and out of the balance? Well only one logical reason came to mind and she looked from Karara to Venux and his expression changed to a very stern one.

"Venux please tell me you did not allow Karara to use her powers." he demanded as he looked at the guilty pair before him. The silent and guilty expressions confirmed his answers. Trunks sat up and put his face in his hands. "Venux, how could you…she is just a child!" he replied angrily into his hands. "You would have died and what good would that have done! Trunks…I didn't know what to do so the only thing I could think of is her!" Venux defended.

"Papa, I didn't mind. I didn't want to lose you. So please do not be mad…please…" The child pleaded. Trunks looked up with a soft expression. "Karara…Venux…please don't ever do that again. I would have been fine. I just needed the time to rebuild my energy that is all. So promise?" he asked. Both nodded yes and everything was right as rain.

And just at that moment, Bulma returned with a cart full of food and pulled up to Trunks' bed. Venux and Karara moved as she sat food and pulled up to Trunks' bed. Trunks immediately began to eat as Bulma and Venux left to clean up the kitchen as Karara visited with Trunks But not even 10 min of peace did they hear the opening of the front door and Vegeta entering the room. Bulma came out of the kitchen to face him. Venux followed in suit and she came upon the site of the 2 staring each other down.

Endless blue met pure ebony. "Woman, we need to talk, but not now. First give me the ship capsule and let me see the Brat." he ordered. "His name is Trunks." she stated not blinking. "I am fully aware of his "name" and just give me what I ordered." he countered. Bulma sighed. Just when everything for once was going her way, she get thrown into the chaotic mess. She reached in her pocket and pulled out the ship capsule, but she did not however hand it over to him just yet. "First, let me know what you are planning on doing?" "I am getting us off this Planet."

"Vegeta, I will not let you turn over my son and his family to Cooler, you are gonna haveta kill me first." she threatened with narrowed eyes. ("Great, the Woman is all ready attached. Why did I leave her alone with that Brat?") Vegeta thought bitterly. "Woman, I am not going to put my blood in danger. I have aw plan, so for the last time give me the ship." he demanded. "Swear to me Vegeta. IF you lie to me, you will suffer my wrath."

Vegeta snorted. "Woman, your threats are worthless to me, How can a weak, pathetic creature as yourself be "harmful" to me" he sneered. "Because, as your son, I will kick your ass if you don't." came a new voice from behind Bulma and Venux. Bulma and Venux turned to see Trunks. Vegeta glared daggers at the young boy. "Dad, I can't allow you to go unless you swear to us you will not turn me or my family over to Cooler." "You of all people Brat, should know I am a man of honor." "I wouldn't know, you died before I got the chance to find out for myself. So I will ask you one more time Father, what do you plan on doing?" he asked.

For some unknown, strange reason Vegeta felt this pain. Had this boy really not known him? Did he turn out to be so weak in the future to die and let his son lead a life to unknown pains and torments? "Brat, do not worry not doubt me. I will not harm you or your family. I do however have a plan. So give me your bloodied shirt." he said. Bulma looked at them questionably. (" Why in the world does he want Trunks' bloodied shirt and the ship capsule?") she pondered to herself.

Trunks gave a knowing nod and took off his shirt and threw it at Vegeta. "Mom, give him the capsule." he stated. Bulma gave Vegeta the capsule as he caught the shirt in midair. "I will return shortly. No one is to leave this cave, much less this house. Is that understood?" he ordered looking at the group. "Um…Mr. Prince Vegeta…what is going to happen to us?" asked a small voice that came up next to Trunks. Everyone saw Karara. Vegeta let out an awkward smile and looked at the child. This move did not however go unnoticed by everyone around them.

"Lil' one, I am going to get us off this planet and everyone away from the evil lizard man." came his answer. Then before this intervention could continue any more, Vegeta turned on his heel and left. The remaining people saw him leave and Bulma had to wonder if their survival went out the door with him as well.

Vegeta!-

He took to the skies and headed for one place. His mind was raging with emotions and unsettling storm billowing within him. Why was he killed in the future? The only exclamation was the Woman. ("She will make you weak!") his inner voice raged at him. Yes, the Woman she will be your downfall and the Brat is more than proof of that!

But before he could ponder anymore on is future "weakness" he was coming up fast on Cooler's base. EH landed on the entrance of the Tyrant's lair. 2 guards stood outside as they guarded the entrance. Upon seeing the Prince, they drew their weapons and got in defense mode. "Halt Saiyan Prince, what is your business here?" the guard on the left questioned. He had heard stories of Vegeta's past and massacre and dueling with the Prince of all Saiyans was defiantly not on his things to do today.

"I have come with news of slaves Cooler has sent me to find earlier today." Vegeta stated and sneered at the lowlife before him. Did these weaklings really think they would stand a chance against a Saiyan of his stamina? "Come with us." stated the guard on the right as he turned and opened the doors. Vegeta did not hesitate to follow them. Once again, Vegeta found himself walking the familiar path he and Bulma endured earlier that day. By now it was dark and rather late.

Strange how it was too quest, deathly quiet rather. They were in the heart of the jungle and yet no sounds of the night were carried over the still night. Something was very, very wrong here. They halted in front of the important looking doors that lead to the throne room. Vegeta could sense Cooler's presence within and Cooler knew he was coming as well.

The guards opened the doors and Vegeta made his way in. Cooler sat upon his throne in a lazy fashion as a bored expression played upon his features. But it all changed once his eyes rested upon Vegeta. "Ah Prince Vegeta, so glad you came. What news do you bring of my precious slaves?" Cooler asked sweetly. Vegeta's blood boiled at the thought this monster sent him to go turn in his own blood. "They are dead." He stated rather coldly. He did not want to beat around the bush.

"WHAT?" "You heard me. The Woman and I cornered them and tried to capture them. They refused and one of them, I believe the boy, declared something on the lines of "I won't let that bastard have us any longer!" Then before I could prevent anything he had blown them to bits. I left the Woman with the capsule house she had brought along. Needless to say she was in hysterics from the bloody mess and all that is left of them is this." Vegeta explained. He took the garment he had brought with him and threw it at Cooler.

Cooler caught and looked it over carefully. It was defiantly Trunks' blood and it was torn to shreds. It reeked of burn flesh and decaying fumes. "Very well, what a waste of shear talent. Vegeta you may leave." "What about my ship! We head a bargain!" "Take it to my technology slaves. They will help you there!" Cooler snapped. "My guards will escort you there." "Humph! Fine!" "Come with us Prince Vegeta." the guards from earlier stated. Vegeta turned and followed them. The second Vegeta left, Cooler threw the garment across the room and seethed. His plans of universe domination were ruined.

B: Wow, some pretty deep shit! But oh well, the plot thickens!

T: Yep. Now write!

B: Okay!

DC: Don't own DB/Z/GT

C'ya

Bulma

PS MOMENT OF ZEN!

I should've known. There is no way I could have joined the others. A riceball doesn't belong in a fruits basket.

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