To Dream of You
Chapter 6: Challenge
BlondeVeo: Woah! You were quick to read and review on this one. Almost within the same hour I posted it! Thanks a bunch for the review. Have no fear... this fic will have a happy ending. If it didn't, I would've warned you in the summary. ;D But shhh! Keep that a secret. No one ever reads anyone else's shout outs. :D
Vegetafanic1: Everyone is evil in my fics! It must just be me… oh well. Thanks for the review! Ah... that explains it. Yea I do typo stuff for sns like that all the time. Well, enjoy!
Cutehelenjames: Yes, yes, you brought a big cheeky grin to my face at the review. ;D Quite literally, actually. Was there supposed to be an expletive in there? Don't worry about it. Express yourself! Nothing I've never heard before. ;D I'm glad I made your day a little more exciting. Thanks for the review!
ShadowCatYumi08: Heheh yes, Bulma does indeed kick bootay. Ahh you do the evil laugh too? Muahahah is dang right! Thanks again for the review! Enjoy!
She couldn't restrain her smile as she packed the necessary equipment. Scouter… check. Dragon radar… check. Capsules… check. Hmm… maybe a gun would come in handy… a ki gun would do the job. Perfect. Ki restraints!
Everything would turn out perfectly if she just followed the plan. But for it to work, she needed the Namekian dragonballs. She couldn't exactly just hop on a train to Namek.
She positioned the androids in the designated area. The smile breaking into a full-fledged grin, she checked her supplies and the programming on her creations.
"Thank you for the idea, you old bat," she mumbled to the man she knew couldn't answer back. Not that she particularly cared nor needed his opinion at the moment. He'd served his purpose.
She switched the remote on, feeling her heart skip a beat as the two's eyes snapped open.
"Nice to finally meet you when you're awake. Android 17… android 18…"
The twins looked at her blankly… quite android-like actually.
"Who are you?" the blonde one asked. She remembered her to be Android 18.
"I am your commander," Bulma explained slyly.
"Where is our creator?" the raven haired man asked. Obviously, that was android 17.
"An acquaintance of mine disposed of him. He was obsolete." The two seemed to smirk at that statement.
"I would've done the same had I awoken to his meaningless existence."
"Yes. And before you think of doing the same to me, which I know you are right now, I should inform you that I implanted a chip in my neck that will turn you both off if I die. That wouldn't serve much of a purpose for you two, now would it?"
The raven haired boy frowned at this.
"At least you didn't jump on the opportunity this time, seventeen," the blonde commented coolly. Obviously he'd discussed with her his plans.
"Wait." Seventeen eyed Bulma with suspicion, as if she were about to shoot him. "How do we know this chip actually exists?"
"You don't," Bulma said with a smirk. "But considering that I fixed you, you'd think I'd be smart enough to make something like that. And besides… do you really want to take that chance?"
He looked at her silently for a moment, almost in rage at her smugness with him. Suddenly android eighteen closed her eyes in concentration, then frowning as she opened them again.
"She's right."
"How do you know?"
"I can sense artificial electronic activity coming from her brain."
They both frowned at her. Suddenly, Bulma grinned as she switched the remote to a certain setting, capsulated the remote, and swallowed it.
Bulma grinned. "Well now. Since you can't take the remote from me without killing me now, it looks like you'll have to just follow my orders."
They scowled at her as she crossed her arms and looked them over.
"Don't give me such a look! And you'd better wipe it off! You two know the consequences of disobeying me now. The electronic frequency won't be detectable to humans, but I believe it will be quite unbearable to androids of your mechanism."
Their faces straightened as they glared at her, awaiting her orders.
"Now, now. You should like this one. I'm going to give you the opportunity to kick a man's ass. Here's what you're going to do…"
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He would pound that woman out of himself, that's what he'd do. He felt… disgusting. Why did he feel so repulsive? He hated himself… but why?
Was it because of his actions? Impossible. He couldn't be too hung up on what he did. He's done worse things before.
"But not to her…"
"SHUT UP!" he roared to himself impulsively, releasing a cackling aura around and inadvertently turning Super Saiyan.
"You really shouldn't talk to yourself. It isn't healthy."
What? Who was that? Why couldn't he sense them?
"Who are you?" Vegeta demanded, wheeling around to face the voice. He was surprised to find two there.
"I'm android eighteen, and this is my brother, android seventeen."
"Very original names," Vegeta snarled. "Now what the fuck are you doing here? Get out of my gravity room!"
"We will. But you'll come with us."
"Stupid humans… do they realize they are facing the Prince of all Saiyans?"
"What makes you think that?" Vegeta replied calmly, almost with an amused tone, as he stood straight and crossed his arms.
"You don't have a choice."
"Oh really?"
"Yes. Really. We're going to have a nice friendly fight. But… I don't think you'll want to destroy your precious room, would you?"
At this, Vegeta frowned. Obviously they were not human, as they were now floating and summoning an enormous ki ball that could desecrate the whole gravity chamber. He didn't want to have to wait another week for a new one…
"Eh... okay. Whatever. Lead the way." The twins smiled knowingly and flew out the door, Vegeta in hot pursuit as he quickly powered down from Super Saiyan.
Smirking, Bulma calmly walked into the room; she threw a few capsules down on the floor and proceeded to get to work.
"What are you?" Vegeta asked casually as they touched down.
"We're androids," they replied conversationally.
"Ah, I see. And you want to battle then? Bring it on." He didn't care why. A good fight was what he'd been looking forward to until Kakarott could return.
"Which one of us shall go first then?" Seventeen asked Eighteen.
"Eh… you go ahead," eighteen answered in a bored tone, waving him off.
"Great. I see you're not much for fun." They smirked at each other before seventeen took off and rushed Vegeta, his speed catching Vegeta by surprise.
Barely managing to catch his punch, Vegeta grinned at the competition. "You move pretty fast for a hunk of metal." Seventeen returned the malicious grin.
"We're not completely metal." He then landed a swift upper kick that sent Vegeta flying. He landed with a deafening crash in a nearby mountain formation, flying out smoothly as if he'd simply tripped over something.
"Impressive." He teleported behind Seventeen, catching him off guard. As the android turned around, Vegeta gave him a smooth punch to the face, knocking him right next to the hole he'd left a few moments ago. Seventeen regained his composure in a similar manner to Vegeta.
Smirking the whole time, they continued to deal blows in turn to each other one by one, until Vegeta started to lose patience.
In a rush of power, he attacked Seventeen mercilessly until Seventeen's clothes were tattered and torn, the owner panting inside them on the ground.
"Let me show you how it's done, Seventeen." Eighteen stepped up to the plate, this time giving Vegeta a real run for his money. He couldn't seem to land a good blow no matter how hard or quick thought his actions were.
She was simply faster.
And she was kicking his ass.
So he did the logical thing and powered up to Super Saiyan. Though he had much easier time keeping up and blocking her movement, he still found her to be faster. His thought jolted as he found himself flying down towards the ground, impounding upon it with unnaturally hard force.
"Don't worry. We just came for a nice fight. We can't finish you off."
"Not that you could anyway," Vegeta insisted stubbornly, limping up to a standing position. She seemed to smile at this.
"We would. But we've got orders."
"From who?" he demanded, outraged.
"Our boss," Seventeen said, almost as if it were obvious.
"And who's that?" Vegeta all but shrieked. Almost as an answer, the gravity room touched down about a hundred feet from the trio, the hatch opening and Bulma stepping out.
"Woman, what the hell are you doing? What happened to my gravity room?" Bulma laughed sinisterly and harshly.
"Do you like your new training bots? I see they gave you quite a workout," she rambled, ignoring his questions. He gazed at her as she walked closer.
"What's wrong with your eyes, woman?"
At this question, the fake happiness from her face dropped completely. Rage and hatred etched in her face for a moment, she suddenly relaxed and smiled eerily at him. He looked at her suspiciously, but otherwise seemed not to notice.
"It's nothing. Just something I drank. Come to the gravity room. I have to show you something." He seemed to debate for a moment his options about following her. Almost forgetting about the androids that he'd fought for the past hour, he reluctantly went after her as she turned and headed towards the GR, which apparently was now mobile.
"What'd you want to show me?" he asked gruffly, still feeling a bit odd that she was acting normally after the way he treated her.
"Just this." She led him to a new counsel that she'd obviously just installed and pointed to a large red button.
"And the significance of that is?" She grinned at him wickedly, making his stomach jump a little. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like this?
"This." She slammed her fist down on the button, the hatch door immediately slamming shut with equal force and the whole room rumbling like there was an earthquake.
"What the fuck?" Vegeta yelped, grabbing the counsel for support. He levitated himself so that he wouldn't feel the full effect of the jostling, rushing to one of the two windows of sorts on either side of the complex. They were already in space.
"What is the meaning of this?" he barked.
"What's the problem Vegeta? We're just taking a little trip." Bulma smiled at him a little too sweetly and calmly, red eyes swirling between dark and light shades.
"To where?"
"Namek. Why?"
"Why? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing's wrong with me." She leaned close to him and narrowed her eyes at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Why are we going to Namek?" She grinned at him.
"To collect the dragonballs, of course." He stared at her for a good minute or two, trying to understand the meaning behind her red eyes and sudden personality change.
"What alien are you? Why have you possessed this female?"
"Nothing is possessing me, silly. Now sit down. It should only take another minute or so." He remained silent for a bit, thinking deeply.
"Woman, turn this thing around."
"Why? I thought you wanted to make a wish."
He reached for the panel, only to find himself pushed, yes PUSHED, away from the panel.
"Woman!" he yelled, growling at her for pushing him. Something didn't register. How did she PUSH him? He tried again, only to find his hand in a tight grip.
"We're not turning this ship around!" He struggled to remove his arm from her hold, but found it impossible. What had happened to his woman?
Whatever it was, it was obviously in control of her, so he sat down and decided to go with it. When they finally landed, he was dumbstruck at how they arrived so early. Obviously she'd upgraded the technology somehow… or there were other forces at work.
He watched anxiously as she stepped out of the ship lividly, immediately pulling a dragon radar out of her pocket, along with a capsule which she opened into a hovering motorcycle. She hopped on it and revved it up, giving Vegeta an expectant look that told him to follow her.
It took her thirty minutes to find all the dragonballs, though ten of that was a waste of time in which she battled a mother lobster of sorts in a mini-submarine a few hundred feet under the sea.
"What are you going to wish for?" Vegeta murmured quietly to her, anxiety rising as the effects of the dragon's summoning started to show. They sky blackened considerably and lightning thundered around them.
"You'll see."
"Why did you bring me?" he shouted over the dragon's vicious snarl of awakening.
She smiled creepily, not bothering to turn to face him. "You'll see."
He waited in anticipation as the dragon appeared; what were his options? He could wish something before her, but for what? He could try to physically overtake her, but if something indeed possessed her it could go kamikaze and kill her. But what did he care if she died?
No time for introspective mental arguments. He would have to wait and see what she wished for.
He listened carefully to her Namkeian, mentally translating it as a bad feeling bubbled in the pit of his stomach. He felt like vomiting and fought his desire to kill her when he understood her wish.
"I wish that Frieza may be brought to life, more powerful than before, under my control."
He chocked back a gasp as the dragon's eyes glared red, causing hers to shimmer in a similar manner.
He could kill her and un-wish it really fast… the Namekian dragonballs have two wishes! He darted towards her, but to his surprise was hit squarely in the chest by a beam. Who was that? It was… her? How did she blast him?
He looked closer at her to discover that she had a ki gun she invented a few months ago in her hand. Growling, Vegeta teleported behind her, about to get her in a lock, only to find his face impounded upon by a well landed punch.
What was going on?
How was able to keep up with him? How did she punch him? And why did he actually feel the punch?
Suddenly he felt some kind of object being placed around his hands, bringing him out of his thoughts. Snarling in annoyance, he tried to break them, only to find his hands burn from ki restriction. She built ki restraints?
Giving him a smirk that could put his to shame, she swiftly grabbed him and placed a dramatic kiss on his lips, pulling back and wiping her lip as she returned to face the dragon. This of course, left him stupefied.
"Your wish is granted."
Too late. If he couldn't defeat Frieza, then he would need her. According to her wish, he was under her control. If he killed her, then he might be free.
What now?
HAHAH! Another chapter done. All action from here on out! That means that the next chapter should be longer. Sorry this one was so short! Well, please read and review! I hope you like it.