Hi, hi! Back again. I Didn't have any assignments, nor anything to read…well anything to do actually so I thought that I would do another chap, and here it is. Bit longer than last time (sorry) but anyway same disclaimer as usually don't own nothing, never will…well unless the guys who made Dragon Ball Z read this and love it so much they give me the rights to it (doubtful sigh) Well enjoy!
Babidi sat down in his metallic chair, which was obviously far to big for him, and stared out at the surrounding universe. Soon he would control all of this, with no one to stand between him…and no idiot servants to annoy him.
As if on cue, Yin and Yan suddenly burst into the room, arguing about something or other, a big frown on Yan's face.
Sighing, Babidi turned around to address them, a look of utter loath on his face, "What are you two morons arguing about now?"
Yan began to speak up before Yin pushed in front of him and cut him off, a large smile on his face…not that he could do much else.
"Yan is complaining about the mission, him says that him should come also, but me don't think that's a good idea!" Yin said full of energy, jerking forward slightly, scaring the crap out of Babidi who took a tentative step backwards.
"Uh…right…and why do you think that's a bad idea exactly?"
"Because him has a sore face!" Yin said, nodding his head rapidly.
"No me don't" Yan said giving his face a quick once over.
Yin turned and faced Yan, the same goofy look on his face, before he grabbed Yan's head and smashed it into the wall of the ship. Babidi's eyes shot open in shock.
"You do now!" Yin said gleefully.
Yan was rolling around on the floor, hands on his face, screaming in utter agony, tears streaming down his face.
Babidi's face was still that of complete shock, a large sweat mark was making its way down the back of his head, blinking he began to say something.
"Uh-"
"Yep see, hims in no condition to fight now, hims more uglier than before, that not a good thing is it master bubby" Yin said, cutting him off.
"Babidi" he growled irritated, correcting his idiot creation.
"What is" he replied confused, looking around the room.
"Argh! GET OUT!" Babidi screamed, pointing at the door.
Yin just stood there a moment, obviously thinking with the lack of movement he was doing. Staring at Babidi, he followed where his hand was pointing to, before turning to the door in which he entered. Turning back around he stared at his small rat like master, "Oh ok master, me understand" He said walking over to Yan and kicking him in the chest before picking him up and throwing him out the door, which closed shortly after. Turning back around it seemed (if it was at all possible) that the idiotic smile on his face had grown, "Hims gone now master bubby! What do you want me to do now"
Babidi just stared at him, jaw open slightly. He could still hear Yan outside of his room, whining uncontrollably. Was this some kind of sick way of 'karma' the natural logic of life, getting back at him for all the bad things that he had done in his life? It seemed the only logical answer.
Thinking for a moment he came up with an idea, "Hold your breath and don't stop till I tell you" He said dully, turning around and floating back to his chair"
"Yes bubby!" Yin said, talking a deep breath and doing as his master had ordered him to.
"It would be my luck that he can hold his breath forever" Babidi thought to himself as he stared back into the black abyss, returning to his earlier thoughts.
It all seemed to be going to plan, but from what he had heard of these 'Saiyans' they could pose a very high threat to him and his plans, especially if those blasted Kia's decided to fill them in on what was happening…it could be disastrous. Babidi grimaced, it had been there fault his father was dead, their fault that Buu was locked away.
"When Buu is set free those blasted Kia's will be the first to pay!" Babidi growled, glaring at the skies. "They took everything away from me, and that is unforgivable!"
Suddenly a loud 'thud' was heard behind him, breaking the silence, a smirk crossed his face, "Looks like he can't"
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"It is time, they are on their way" said a short purple man, his white mohawked hair blowing softly in the wind. "What I have feared for centuries is finally upon us"
"Are you sure master?" A figure said from beside him, the two of them the only living beings on the large unblemished planet.
The planet itself was beautiful, amazing, perfect. The land was completely green, not even an inch was left uncovered, trees were placed generously across the planet as well as rocks and other natural formations. It was a heaven that only those two shared. Other larger planets circled it, similar to the way a sun would, adding to its breath taking view. In truth it was the eye of the universe, the beholder of all. Home to the former Kia's, till all but one was wiped out. Now it was his home, his duty, his alone, well, to the exception of his faithful helper and friend. It was his job to watch over all that proceeded below him, to protect it, to guard it. And once again, that time had come, although sooner than he would have personally hoped.
"Yes I am sure of it, we must get to earth before he does and find that vile creature and destroy it, it's the only way this universe will ever live in peace.
The figure that stood beside him placed his hand on the purple mans shoulder and nodded.
"You are sure about this master?" He asked one last time.
"Yes," he replied, staring ahead, "lets go"
With that both figures disappeared, and the beautiful planet was once again alone.
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"Dinner's ready" Bulma's voice called from in the kitchen, waking Kia up from his sleep. He still felt as if he was going to fall apart at any second, but the sound of food was music to his ears.
"Sweet!" he yelped jumping out of bed and shooting out the door and up the stairs. The rest of the house had its lights on, unlike his bedroom, but the blinding adjustment hardly did anything to his hunger deprived thoughts. He felt a lot better though, not great, but better. One of the perks of being a Saiyan he guessed, well so Trunks had told him. Apparently when ever one was injured and survived their power increased greatly. This had got him thinking because a week ago Bulma had been telling Trunks and himself that she had begun designs on a rejuvenation tank or something, similar to what Trunk's father had used when he worked for some guy called Freiza. This tank had the ability to heal someone, even if they were at deaths door and get them back to full health in less than a day. So Kia had though, if a Saiyan could get stronger after getting injured, and the rejuvenation tank could heal you again, then why not just blow a hole in his chest, then hope in the tank and heal himself, making him stronger, then just do it over and over again, until he was unbeatable. This seemed like a great idea, but after thinking it over for a while it occurred to him that having someone blow a gaping hole in his chest might really hurt. Oh well, there were other ways to get stronger and even if he did do it like that he wouldn't be able to live with himself knowing that he had cheated, but right now the only thing on his mind was food.
"I'm here!" he announced bursting into the dinning room, "Where's the food!?"
Bulma blinked at him from behind the table, but quickly recovered from the sudden shock and a smile appeared on her face. "Wow, didn't think you'd be up for dinner" she began, placing a roast chicken on the table, "Your looking better"
Kia didn't seem to be listening though his eyes were on all of the food that was littered across the table, his tongue hanging out slightly.
"Uh…Kia?" She asked quietly, waving her arm to get his attention.
"Huh? Oh, yeah sorry. It looks great!" He yelped, a over joyed look on his face.
Bulma laughed slightly as her smile grew, "Thanks dear, take a seat, I'll be back in a minute just need to get the rest of the food"
Kia nodded and then practically jumped into his seat, then spent a few minutes gawking at all the amazing types of food that lay before him, "Oh my god, where do I start? With the chicken? Oh, or the potatoes? Hmm, that spaghetti looks good to, maybe I should-" Before he could finish any further thoughts a door or the right opened and someone entered the room.
"Man this all looks great Mrs B, I cant wait till-" Kia started before he saw who it was, "Trunks! Man are you ok!?" He yelled, completely forgetting about the food and running over to his older friend and trainer, concern on his face.
Trunks lifted his eye brows in surprise, 'Whoa, didn't think you were up yet" he said stopping to smile, "Mum's cooking that good is it?"
Kia seemed to ignore the question as he gave Trunks a quick look over, he seemed almost in as bad a condition as he was. "Oh my god Trunks, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you like that. Are you alright? You look like crap!"
"Your one to talk," Trunks said, bursting out laughing, walking past Kia he took a seat at the table, taking a quick glace at his mothers buffet. "I'm fine, its not your fault I'm like this. After what happened in the gravity room I decided I should go do some training on my own, and ah…what you see is the end result"
Trunk's clothes were completely torn and in some parts even burnt. Most of his body and more importantly his face were covered in dry blood and several cuts, which looked to be in very painful positions.
Sighing in relief, Kia took his seat once again and started to pile food onto his plate in the same manner that Trunks was; grabbing everything you can, as fast as you can. Once each Saiyan's plate was full to the limit of mind boggling, they continued to have their conversation.
"Trunks," Kia began, a little hesitant, "what happened in there?"
Trunks looked up from his huge bowl of spaghetti, slurping up the strands he was on and remained quiet for a moment as he thought of how to say what he was going to.
"I don't really know what happened," he said shrugging, "it seemed like you transformed, but if was like nothing I've seen before. You were much stronger than I was, and you didn't seem to have any control of yourself, if I had to say I'd say you reached level 2...but…there was something…different-"
Just then Bulma entered back into the room, a large grin on her face, quickly followed by some servants with more plates of food., "Hmm, knowing you Saiyans and that damn appetite of yours I thought I should get some extra-" Bulma suddenly stopped, her eyes widening as they fell upon Trunks, anger showing all over her face.
Trunks rubbed his neck sheepishly, "Mum…I can explain why I look like this just calm down, I was training and-"
"YOU STARTED EATING BEFORE I GOT BACK!? HOW RUDE" Bulma screamed. Both Kia and Trunks fell out of their chairs in shock.
Trunks climbed back to his feet, disbelief all over his face, "I come home beaten and bloody and all you care about is the fact we started eating before you got back?!"
Bulma merely huffed as she walked over and took a seat at the table also, then motioned for the servants to place the rest of the food on the almost now bare table.
"Trunks, after living with your father and yourself for so long I have grown used to the both of you coming home almost half dead, its just another Saiyan thing I have gotten used to. But just because you are a Saiyan, DOESN'T EXCUSE YOU FROM USING YOUR MANNERS!"
Kia burst out laughing this time as Trunks struggled to understand what on earth his mother way on about.
"Yes Trunks, you have to use you manners at the table, remember?" he said slyly.
Glaring at him he turned back to his mother, "What about Kia, he started eating soon after I did"
Bulma merely shook her head as she grabbed some food to put on her plate, "Don't try and pin the blame on someone else, Kia probably only started because you did! Besides, Kia's the guest.
"Yep, I'm the guest" Kia replied, a huge smile on his face.
Sighing, Trunks lowered his head in defeat, knowing better than to get in a fight with his mother as it often ended with her winning, "Sorry mother"
"So you should be," she said, taking a bite of her piece of bread before swallowing it and continuing, "Now while you boys have been training this week I have been fixing up your present!"
"Present?" Trunks asked, forgetting the previous argument.
"Yep, the rejuvenation tank, I just finished it today, mostly due to the face that Kia looked like he needed it desperately. Although he looks a lot better I'm guessing he's still in a lot of pain"
Kia nodded, "Yep, I still feel as if I was hit by a bus"
Bulma nodded and continued, "Well, since you don't look so great yourself either Trunks, I suggest that both of you should get in and heal up so you can both get back to your training or what ever you want to do tomorrow"
Trunks stared at her in confusion, "Both? Isn't there only enough room for one?"
"No," Bulma said shaking her head, "not with mine. It's not the same as the one your father used, this one has room for two people, I thought it would be a good idea and a lot faster than building two" She said beaming with pride.
Trunks smile grew as he quickly scoffed down the rest of his meal (to Bulma's distaste) and got up from the table, "Well what are we waiting for, lets go test it out now"
Kia quickly did the same, as did Bulma (minus of course the food consumption)
"Ok boys follow me" she said walking out of the dinning room, quickly followed by the two of them. After walking down several corridors and up a few stairs they were in the training room, where the gravity machine and everything else the two Saiyans had been using of late were. Looking around they noticed a large machine that hadn't previously been there, sitting next to the gravity machine. It looked similar to the gravity machine, except it was surrounded by several computers which seemed to make up the controls. The machine itself had two oval doors which opened outward to allow the users to get in, where several cords and cables hung from the roof, as well as a gas mask which obviously gave them air to breath while they were inside. The inside seemed to give off an eerie blue glow, which frankly wasn't to inviting.
"Wow, you made it so appealing mother" Trunks commented walking over and hitting a button next to one of the oval doors, in turn opening it.
"Yeah well what do you expect from me? Jez! Your so picky about everything. Your father would of sat in a lava pit if it promised to make him stronger" she said walking over to the control panel and hitting some buttons, "Now hurry up and get in"
Just before Trunks was about to get in Kia quickly stopped him, an idea popping into his head.
"Wait, Trunks, I was just thinking of something" he said turning him around.
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"Well you know how you told me that Saiyans get stronger when ever they survive a injury?" Trunks nodded, "Well I was thinking why don't we both attack each other to the point of death before we get in, that way we will get a lot strong than we would now"
Trunks was silent for a moment as he contemplated the idea.
"Oh come on Trunks, what's the worst that can happen?"
After a few more seconds he nodded and then raised his hand and pointed it at Kia chest, "Ok then, we will both shoot a ki blast at the count of three. Mother, when we this happens quickly place both of us in the rejuvenation tanks and then turn them on. Got it?"
Both of them nodded.
Kia also lifted his hand and then pointed it at Trunk's chest, soon after both the Saiyans began to gather energy into their palms.
"1...2-"
"Wait!" Bulma cut in, both of them turned and looked at her, the energy still in their hands "Before you do this I need to tell you, if your injured like that it will take longer for you to heal, you wont be healed till around tomorrow afternoon"
Trunks nodded and turned back to Kia, "Its ok, I mean what's going to happen in less than a day? Ready?"
Kia nodded.
"1...2...3!" He yelled, both of the demi Saiyans firing their powerful ki blasts at the same time. Bulma covered her face as a bright flash and two agonising screams filled the room. After a few seconds she uncovered her face and saw both of them laying on the floor and clutching their chest, struggling to breath. As fast as she could she quickly ran over and grabbed Trunks and placed him in the rejuvenation tank, followed soon after by Kia. Closing the two oval doors she returned to the control panel and turned it on, which in turn filled the tank with a strange type of liquid. The cords quickly attached themselves to the Saiyans bodies as if they were alive, followed by the masks. Soon both of them were slowly bobbing in the cell revitalizing liquid, their bodies already healing.
Bulma smiled as she watched her invention get to work.
"It's times like these I wish we still had sensu beans"
So how was that? A bit longer than last time? I hope you enjoyed it, it took me a while to write this, just had writers block I suppose. Oh well, another chapter down. Thanks to all that review and let me say I welcome anyone who wants to, even if it is bad, just send me something. Lol, well enjoy and c-ya soon! (P.S If you wish to ask me any questions or give me some advice just send me an email at ) Bye!!! Remember read Dragonball New Beginnings: The Ammit Saga by KyLewin, you wont regret it!