A/N: Thanks to my loyal reviewers, all…three of you… Much extra thanks for Thomas Drovin for all of the help. You and maybe krillball:p threw the ladder of hope down into the black pit of writers block in which I am no longer contained! I haven't had much time to update because I've had four projects due in the course of a three day time frame. Doesn't that just suck? And to Jaime I just wanted to say; "I don't need to fantasize, you are my pet all the time. I don't mind if you go blind, you get what you get until you're through with mine." (Inside joke everyone!)

I just want to make a quick note that when I describe a verb in italics; it is being done telepathically, such as:

Storm spoke to him.

She picked up the boulder.

Chapter four, Vegeta Too?

Storm's room, 12:34 p.m., August 4th

'Storm? Storm, where are you?'

Storm yawned and turned over on her side.

'Sleeping, why?'

'We need you in Eshkar now! Something terrible is happening!'

Storm shot up.

'Alright, I'll be there in the woods in roughly a half an hour.'

'Wear the armor I put in your closet.'

Storm curiously peered into her closet, searching for what Ithar meant. In the musty scented enclosure was an article of clothing that appeared so out of place amongst the cotton and denim. She removed the leather armor that she had seen on her mother in her dream vision.

It was as if it molded right to her very body, melting into her skin as she fitted it to herself. Just then, there was a gentle rapping on the door. She stared through the wood and saw Trunks. With a flickered motion of her wrist, the door opened on her command. Trunks stepped in and examined her body.

"I want you to come with me to Eshkar."

Trunks looked puzzled.

"But you've only just recovered!'

"I know but my people are in danger and I fear I will need your help this time."

He nodded.

"Do you know what kind of a foe you are facing?"

She sighed and replied that she did not.

"However, if it were terribly powerful, Master would've told me."

'And I want you to train here too.' Ithar added

Storm relayed the information to Trunks.

"We should get going though."

Trunks smiled grimly.

"Never a dull moment."

Storm's raven black hair fell just below her waist, blowing in the gusts. The brownish leather molded to her even as she transformed. It was as if there were some form of spell fixed to the material.

"Where are you two headed off to now?" Vegeta walked up behind them just as soon as Storm's feet touched the grass. When no one answered he turned to his son.

"Well?"

Storm found her voice.

"My people are in danger."

Vegeta smirked.

"Your people," He mimicked her "You act as if you are queen!"

"That's because I am." She growled

"Well, I'm coming too. Anyone object?"

Storm rolled her eyes, realizing the stubbornness of the Sayan. She rose up into the air on her pitch black wings, Vegeta and Trunks followed.

Storm curiously attempted to read Vegeta's mind, to try and discover his true intentions of why he wanted to join them.

'What do you think you're doing, girl?'

Storm recoiled sharply in shock at Vegeta's voice. He sensed her reaction and inwardly chuckled. She continued onward without saying another word to him.

'Why is your father following us, anyway?' Storm asked Trunks

'Maybe he wants to see how well you fight?'

'I don't know…'

They came upon a crater shaped area of the forest which was blackened from the past fight. Storm curved her winds towards the ground slightly and began to circle lower. Trunks and Vegeta simply lowered themselves to the ground, taking less of an effort than Storm's longer decent. Her feet gently touched the ground as she transformed. Vegeta flinched at her sudden transformation. He regained his composure.

"This is where you fought?" Vegeta laughed "The times I've argued provoked more damage to the landscape than this tiny scratch!"

Storm began to gather energy in her palm as if to retaliate but thought better of it.

He's a waste of my time anyway.

She thought bitterly.

Just then, a flash of light blinded the three and enveloped their bodies, encasing them in a sun-like structure. Trunks covered his eyes while Vegeta squinted in attempt to see through the blinding white. Storm transformed again and wrapped her black feathery wings about herself and the other two, shielding both her own eyes and the eyes of the other two. The light grew in intensity with the passing seconds and Storm wondered if it could get any brighter.

'What's going on?' Trunks worriedly said.

'I'm not so sure… I just hope its not some new foe…' Storm was filled with dread upon the realization of this new possibility.

The light continued to intensify.

A/N: I'm sorry it was a short and uneventful chapter! Homework has been rigorous lately and it's hard for me to keep up when this is sapping most of my time… I try to write during study period when I don't have any homework to do… I'll try to get a couple up and if I can come up with more than one chapter that period, I'll see if I can finish typing them and I'll post them both! That will be your reward for being so faithful!

Ta-Ta!