Hey guys. I'm so happy that I get to introduce this next character, because she is a shocker! She's a real flyer fly or whatever! I don't know. Look, you guys only want to know if Bulma is in any real danger, and she is! Big trouble! Really really really really big trouble!

Chapter 18

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Bulma looked around nervously, scared that something may try to attack her. She knew that she was in danger, even though she didn't posses the instincts of a Saiyan. She just knew. It was as if Death itself was breathing down her neck. "Hello?" She created a small blast in her right hand, ready to defend herself, but somehow knowing that she wasn't powerful enough. "Ahhh!" Bulma blasted a figure from behind her, but it was much too quick, and she screamed as she was thrown across the room into a desk, breaking beakers and spilling liquids everywhere. "Who are you?" Bulma got a good look at her and gasped. Her thick and long black hair wasn't enough to draw a conclusion, or even her eyes that seemed to be similar to Vegeta's daughter. What gave her identity away was her tail. "You're a...you're a Saiyan?"

She looked confused and scared, although she was the one doing to killing. She was covered in blood, of many different colors, but it was blood none the less. She backed away when she heard Bulma's words and the look of confusion multiplied.

"Saiyan? Do you know what that is?" Bulma stood to her feet and ignored the cuts on her back. "Well? Do you understand me?" Bulma took a step closer, and she stepped back. "Do you have a name?" She looked around confused, trying to find a way out, but Bulma was blocking the door. Bulma spoke a few words in Saiyan, trying to see if she would understand that, but she didn't know anything. Bulma stepped forward, accidentally stepping on a needle and breaking it, catching the girl's attention. Bulma backed away when she noticed the change her expression. Fear crept on, but then a deadly look came into her eyes.

"No!" She yelled. The only words she seemed to know. "No!"

"No what?"

The girl formed a ki blast and Bulma formed one as well. "I don't want to do this! I don't even know why we're fighting! I just want to know why you killed these people!"

She still didn't understand, nor did she want to. She only wanted survive, by any means possible. She blasted Bulma, but Bulma's was able to cancel it out with her own blast. The girl grew nervous and pushed Bulma away from the door and made a run for it.

Bulma looked down on the floor and realized what set off her emotions. "A needle?"

The young Saiyan continued running, determined to escape, not wanting to go back to the way things one were. She looked back and smiled when Bulma wasn't there, but when she looked in front of her, she it a muscular chest and fell to the floor. She slowly looked up to the face and looked surprised, but fainted and hit her head as she landed across the floor.

"Wait!" Bulma ran out of the room and the look of confusion was placed across her face as she saw Kakarot standing above the young girl. "What did you do?"

"Nothing, she just fainted." He realized her tail and nearly gasped. "How?"

Bulma shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, but I think she's why there was a distress call."

Kakarot realized that Bulma was in pain. "What happened?"

"She happened, and I fell on some glass."

Kakarot kneeled down and picked up the girl. 'She looks like...never mind. Can't be.' "We should head back."

"I think we should find out whatever information we can about this ship and what they did here. It was to my understanding that only you and Vegeta survived the planet's destruction."

"That's right. Everyone else died." He sighed, remembering everything. "Everyone."

"I can't believe it." Stated Vegeta. "There was another Saiyan; a Saiyan female and we didn't even know."

Bulma frowned. "Why is it so important that she's a woman?" Bulma was in a white lab coat, getting ready to take a blood sample of the young girl in the medical room. "Well?"

"Why do you think? Repopulation. Our race wouldn't have had to end with Kakarot and I and I wouldn't have had to resort to half breads."

"So that's all you're wife was to you...or should I say mate?"

Vegeta crossed his arms and grunted. "Why are you so interested in my personal business?"

Bulma shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know." She blushed a little and picked up the needle. "You're just an interesting person. You know, a Prince who survived the destruction of his planet. You'd be like a Superman, if your race wasn't evil."

As Bulma began to stick the female Saiyan with a needle, her eyes opened and she moaned with pain and jumped off the bed and pinned Bulma to a wall so fast that Vegeta didn't stop her.

"Let her go." Vegeta put her in a head lock, and she yelled out in pain. "Calm down or I swear it will be only I and Kakarot left.

Bulma was a little shaken up, but she took her needle and stuck her while she was in Vegeta's hold. "Don't waste your time, she doesn't understand anything except for the word no, and I think it's only because she's scared of needles."

"Scared of needles?" said Kakarot as he entered through the door. "What kind of a Saiyan is scared of needles?"

"She is" said Bulma "and I'll find out why soon enough. Bulma walked out of the room with the needle in her hand, now going to test out her blood.

The girl stopped struggling as she saw Kakarot and looked scared and confused.

Kakarot cocked an eyebrow curiously. "She's strange alright. She doesn't even understand me."

"Can you read her mind?" asked Vegeta.

"I tried. She has nothing to read. She doesn't understand words. All she knows is emotion and her instincts. What she's thinking," he shook his head "your guess is as good as mine." He took a step closer. 'She does look familiar though.'

She tilted her head a little. "Fa...mil-iar?"

Kakarot looked shocked and stepped away. 'She can't be real. She's not a Saiyan at all. She can't be.' Kakarot stepped out of the room and Vegeta noticed how awkward the situation was for him.

"Hmph." 'What's your problem?' "Woman" said Vegeta to Bulma as he entered the lab on the ship. "Kakarot has been acting strange ever since that girl appeared."

Bulma faced him with all the color drained from her face. "I know why...at least I have an idea."

"What's...what's wrong?"

She had the results of the tests that she had preformed in her hand written down. "I was curious that she could..."

"What? Spit it out!"

"Her DNA is compatible."

"With who?"

"With Kakarot."

Vegeta took the paper out of her hand and observed it. "How? How in the universe is that possible? He told me a long time ago that he was all alone and all of his family was gone."

"Well I have the results."

"How did you get his information anyway?"

"He let me do it a while ago. I asked him and he didn't see what the problem was. He's often my gunny pig."

Vegeta crossed his arms and thought for a moment. "You must be wrong."

"I've done this three times!"

"Fourth is a charm!"

"Three is a charm, and I'm just as skeptical as you, but it's true."

"Well" he shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's a relative that he didn't know about."

"Can't be. They're so closely related that they have to have the same parents."

"Everything is that close and your calculations are correct?"

"I'm positive Vegeta. I wouldn't tell you or Kakarot otherwise if I wasn't sure. She has to be his sister."

"But I don't understand."

"You can think about that all you want, but I want to know what those monsters must have done to her on the ship. She's got to have a fear of needles for some reason, and she's confused and doesn't understand anything."

"Who doesn't understand anything?" said Kakarot as he entered the room. "You better not be talking about me."

"The girl doesn't understand anything, and yes Kakarot, we are talking about you." Vegeta leaned up against a wall and closed his eyes. 'This is insane.'

"What's insane?" asked Kakarot. "If you're talking about the girl, then yeah, it is crazy how we didn't even know that there was another Saiyan. It's so strange. I guess there could even be more of them out there and-"

"Kakarot" said Bulma "how many years has it been...since you're planet was destroyed?"

"Around sixteen years now. Why? Vegeta could have told you that."

"Well...did you have any family by any chance?"

"Of course, there was my father, my mother and my brother."

"And what happened?"

"My father tried to confront Frieza, but he was no match for him. My brother died somewhere on the planet. I didn't know for sure, but my abilities have shown me. My mother..." he started to lose his calm "S-she was killed as well. I watched her die."

"Was there anyone else?"

"My uncle Turles died as well. Why? Why do you want to know all this?"

"Was there anyone else, Kakarot?" barked Vegeta impatiently."

Kakarot nodded worriedly. "My mother was pregnant. She died before she could give birth to my baby sister."

Bulma and Vegeta looked at each other confused. "Are you sure?" asked Bulma.

Kakarot snarled. "I was there Bulma! I should know! My house was exploded and something was jammed into her stomach! I watched her die!"

Vegeta found it odd that Kakarot was giving out this much emotion in front of him and Bulma. 'He must know, or at least have an idea' thought Vegeta. 'He's in denial.'

Bulma looked at him with compassion and wondered if she should go on. "Kakarot...do you remember when you said it felt like someone was reaching out to you and maybe someone on the ship had the same powers as you?"

He cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe. Why?"

"How did you get those powers?"

"My father somehow got it and he passed it on to me by striking some kind of nerve or something. I didn't inherit it, if that's what you mean."

"Well, do you think your sister would have had it if she was alive?"

"I don't know" he said irritated. 'Don't you say it Bulma. Don't you dare!'

"Well I did some tests and...she might-"

Vegeta stood up straight and said coldly "She's your sister."

Kakarot's eyes grew larger, but then back to normal size as he began to get angry. "It's impossible. It can't be."

"She's around the right age. I believe she could be fifteen!"

"Maybe sixteen I could believe, but not if she's fifteen!"

"Kakarot listen-"

"No. You weren't there, but I was. She's dead Bulma. Just leave it at that. I don't know what that thing is, but it's not my sister!"

Bulma gasped. "Where is she though? Did any of you lock her up or anything?"

Vegeta and Kakarot looked at each other, indicating that it was a no.

Chi-Chi looked up weakly from the ki chocker and saw her. "Another Saiyan?"

She looked angry and ready for something. Something that Chi-Chi didn't know, but she feared it. Kakarot didn't scare her, Vegeta didn't scare her, Bulma certainly didn't scare her, but this Saiyan had an expression she couldn't read and Chi-Chi became fearful.

To be continued...

A/N: Uh oh. Chi-Chi might be in trouble. Review!