Alright brought to you specially by me, Chapter 8!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ blah dee blah dee blah.
Author's Note: Nishshongo Grohochari, I tried to email you, but it would not send. To answer your question, Bulma and ChiChi are immortal. However, they do show some signs of age in the real world. They return to this world and the volcano and eye of the hurricane serve as certain "fountains of youth." It revitalizes and refreshes them, and restores their appearance to that of the peak of their youth. I wrote the story this way because in so many other fanfics I have seen how Bulma and ChiChi grow older while Goku and Vegeta remain the same due to their slowed Saiyin aging system. I wanted to address that in my own way, and this is how I did it. I would like to add, however, that although ChiChi and Bulma are immortal, they can be killed. Immortal, not invincible. Thanks.
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The creatures were hideous. Winged giant humanoids, their hands and feet ended in giant claws and their sharp teeth gnashed in anticipation. With only brown loincloths to cover their most private features, the rest of their bodies were covered with dirt and grime. Saliva dripped slowly from their fangs and made a slow trip to the ground as they watched their prey with crazed bloodshot eyes.
Near the volcano, ChiChi looked around her warily. She was outnumbered at least five to one. She observed her surroundings; there was no easy escape route either. She was just going to have to fight her way through. A very unladylike smirk crossed her features as she whipped back her raven hair and motioned with her fingers for the fight to begin.
They attacked all at once. ChiChi, guessing that they were lacking in intellect, gracefully flipped over them in a flash of red. She landed on one's back, a swift chop to the back of the neck knocking it out cold. Satisfaction was brief as another two were on her in a second. They each grabbed an arm and started to pull, intending to rip her apart. But ChiChi would have none of it. This time she flipped backward, using her momentum to drag the two beasts together and knock their heads. They stumbled back, momentarily dazzled. But another came from behind and grabbed her around the waist, pinning her arms ineffectively at her sides. ChiChi twisted and writhed, trying to break free. But it was to no avail as the creature squeezed tighter. ChiChi gasped as she began to suffocate. The grip on her was tight and she could feel her ribs bruising, about ready to crack. She closed her eyes and let out an ear-piercing wail as fire consumed her all at once. Suddenly the beast realized what he was holding was too hot to handle, but this revelation came too late as his body quickly turned into ash from the woman's blazing inferno. With one unconscious and the other burnt to crisp, ChiChi returned to normal and crouched into a ready position in preparation for the next onslaught. The other three had regrouped, and they attacked with a vengeance.
ChiChi dodged as punches and kicks were aimed at her. She took a hit in the stomach and doubled over, but straightened up and elbowed one in the neck. It promptly snapped and there were now two creatures left to fight.
A searing pain show through her arm as a creature grabbed it and twisted it behind her back. It then flipped her over and she landed with a sickening thud upon the ground. She quickly kicked her legs up, connecting with a gut. The beast grunted in pain as ChiChi scrambled to her feet and delivered a roundhouse kick to its head, rendering the creature unconscious.
One to go.
She turned just in time to see the fist that made contact with her skull and sent her flying backward to the ground. The thing grabbed her ankle and started to swing her around, she knew she would soon meet a tree if she didn't do something fast. ChiChi pointed a finger at the creature and released sparks at the creature's eyes. It promptly dropped ChiChi and clutched at its face in agony.
ChiChi was quick to recover and delivered a series of punches to the wounded creature. She leaped into the air and let out a side kick that sent it sprawling into a tree. She heard one of its wings snap and knew that the creature had been crippled. It now could not fly nor see. She wiped off a trickle of blood coming from her lip with the back of her hand and walked over to the creature. She placed her foot none too gently at the base of the beast's neck and stepped down. It responded with a gargled noise and gasped for breath.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you," she said menacingly. A whimper was the only reply. ChiChi rolled her eyes. "Oh for the Queen's sake. You're blind and you can't fly. And I know you understand what I'm saying. So answer me this, was it Ziven that sent you?"
ChiChi let up the pressure from her foot a little bit. The beast gasped and gave a fraction of a nod.
"I thought as much," ChiChi said. She gazed at the creature with a look of almost pity. "I should kill you and put you out of your misery, but I never was one to kill in cold blood. So you have two choices, you can either return to camp and be killed for failure, or I can let you go free to do whatever you want. But if you ever hurt anyone ever again," she pressed her foot down once again for emphasis, "I will find you and kill you. Understand?" She let up and the beast gave a vigorous nod.
"Now go."
It stumbled off into the woods.
ChiChi found the nearest tree and sat down, leaning against it for support. She let out a deep breath and thought about what had just occurred, and what would happen next.
Meanwhile, Bulma was in the throes of her battle against the winged creatures. Four of them were holding her as another savagely pummeled her repeatedly in the stomach. She growled and closed her eyes, abruptly transforming into a liquid state. The beasts promptly lost their hold and Bulma solidified to perform a roundhouse kick on two. She turned in time to block a punch from the right and kicked out from the side. The beast doubled over and she followed with a right hook, rendering it unconscious. She counted. That was one down, two stunned, and the other two advancing toward her.
Bulma went on the offensive; punches rained down on the approaching beasts and they hurriedly blocked her advances, but in vain. Bulma was smaller, and had speed on her side. She found the holes in their defense and aimed for them, taking care of the two of them.
She turned to the last two, who had recovered from her earlier roundhouse kick. Bulma gave them no room for attack, flipping over them and chopping at the neck of one, which promptly fell unconscious. She grabbed a nearby vine and wrapped it around the remaining beast's neck, cutting off its air supply. It fell to its knees. Bulma placed a foot on its back and pulled back on the makeshift noose.
"Alright buddy, now you're going to answer a couple of questions of mine. Slap your leg once for yes and twice for no, got it?"
The choking creature promptly slapped its leg once.
"Good. Was Ziven the one that sent you?" One slap. "Alright. Did he want you to kill us?" Two slaps. "Capture us?" One slap. "That's odd," Bulma mused aloud. She broke out of her thoughts and focused again the creature before her. A look of disgust crossed her face. She released the vines saying, "One more thing, come near me or my village again and I will kill you. Now get out of my sight before I decide to end your pathetic life right here and now."
The creature willingly obeyed, gasping for air as it ran away. Bulma stood there for a moment, absorbing all that had just happened. She clenched her fists in resolve and said, "I have to find ChiChi." She took off into the woods in search of her friend.
Vegeta remained, motionless. All that he had just witnessed had shocked him beyond belief. His mate, a fighter, a guardian, an immortal being? He couldn't comprehend it all at once. Why hadn't she told him? And then when those beasts attacked, he had just been about to help her when he realized she was quite capable of holding her own in a fight. The moves she had performed, and the power she possessed, it made Vegeta angry he had not known, but strangely pleased and proud at the same time. He knew in intellect and spirit the woman was his perfect match, and now he realized that this applied to physical strength as well. This he appreciated greatly, if now only he could find a way to show it.
Goku was having similar disbelieving thoughts about his wife's abilities. He had always known she could fight, he had fought her himself in the World Tournament! But to see her take out five creatures that were massively huge and emerge unscathed was a totally new concept to him. He watched as she sat down against the tree, a little breathless from her encounter. He resisted the urge to touch the stray wisp of hair that had fallen into her face, for fear of being discovered.
Instead he sat down on the opposite side of the tree, so close to his wife, yet so far away.
Shortly, Bulma came running up to ChiChi. ChiChi looked up.
"Did you just get attacked by five creatures sent from Ziven?" she asked.
"Yeah," Bulma replied. "Apparently he wanted to capture us, not kill. I don't know why though."
"Capture? Why?" Bulma shrugged. "Beats me. I think we'd better head back to camp and consult the Queen though."
ChiChi nodded. "Good idea." Bulma offered her a hand and pulled her raven- haired companion to her feet.
"Let's go."
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At the village, Yamcha and Master Roshi had been having the time of their lives watching all the women bathe in river, although Tien and Chao-zu tried desperately to keep them away. Krillen chose to resist the temptation and hang with Gohan, who was feeling lonely without his father around or anyone to play with. Krillen was trying to cheer him up.
"Hey little guy, wanna go train or something?" he asked.
Gohan sighed. "Nah, it wouldn't be fun because we'd have to be really careful. It'd be too easy to give ourselves away."
"Oh yeah, hadn't thought of that." Krillen looked dejected. But he soon brightened. "Hey! What about that meditation training we did on our trip to Namek!"
A smile lit across Gohan's face. "Yeah! That won't do anything damaging! Good idea Krillen! Let's go someplace where no one can trip over us or anything."
He got up and flew to the very tree that ChiChi had sat in that morning. Krillen joined him. They crossed their legs, closed their eyes, and began to concentrate.
Hours flew by as the young Saiya-ling and the former monk battled it out in their minds. Tien and Chao-zu, who by this time had given up on their perverted companions, sat in another branch of the large tree and did the same thing. Shortly afterwards Yamcha and Master Roshi joined them. Aggie had chanced upon their spying and gave them a huge lip-lashing, the likes they had never seen, while at the same time blatantly hitting on them both. In fear, they had both run to the tree for refuge and decided to meditate along with the rest of the group.
At dusk, ChiChi and Bulma came running in to the village. Nezumi looked up from where she had been playing with Keb.
"What's wrong?" she asked her friends worriedly.
"We must speak with the Queen at once!" ChiChi said, the note of urgency quite apparent in her voice. "Of course. She's at the forge with Abira. What happened?"
ChiChi ran ahead while Bulma stayed a moment to explain. "We were each just attacked by five of Ziven's underlings," she said quietly. "However, they were sent to capture us, not to kill us. We need to find out why and we want to consult with the Queen. If Ziven is up to something, we need to make the necessary preparations to defend any attacks."
As Bulma spoke, Nezumi clutched Keb to her tightly, fear shining in her eyes.
"Please, protect us, Guardian, and let no harm come to our people," she said reverently.
Bulma looked at her friend oddly, puzzled at formality in which her friend addressed her, but she responded with a tight hug and a reassuring, "Of course I will, silly mouse. It's what I'm meant to do." She released her without another word and ran after ChiChi.
Nezumi remained, motionless, hugging her child tightly as tears trekked slowly down her cheeks.
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At the forge, Abira had furiously started feeding the fire when she heard of the attack on the Guardians, intent on bolstering the weapons supply of the village. Ledell became very worried and had ushered Bulma inside, then closed off the forge to any outsiders. With the lack of ventilation, Abira and the Queen started rapidly perspiring, although Bulma and ChiChi remained unbothered.
"By all means, it doesn't make sense," the Queen was saying to the other women. Abira had temporarily ceased from her work so the Queen could be heard in their impromptu conference. "The way to do the most damage would be to kill the both of you. Capturing you serves no purpose. He used to be a part of this village; there is no information he doesn't already know. I can't understand it. That's his utmost advantage, his inside knowledge of our compound. We taught him how to fight, so he knows our fighting styles and techniques, he knows which weapons we use, and who are our best fighters and in what fields. What purpose could it possibly serve to capture either of you?"
"Ransom?" ChiChi suggested.
"No," Bulma mused. "He knows we wouldn't let them surrender if we were captured. The safety of the village matters more to us than our own well- being. So it couldn't be that."
The three were silent for a moment. Drops of sweat trickled down the Queen's face.
"Let us reconvene in my quarters. I am expecting some who may be able to provide the answers to these questions.
ChiChi and Bulma nodded and bowed. "Of course, our Mother," they said in unison. Abira likewise bowed as the Queen walked outside, then jauntily saluted ChiChi and Bulma as they followed, before returning to her work.
Goku and Vegeta had awoken the others from their meditations in the nearby tree, and quickly informed them of all that had transpired and what they had witnessed their mates do. They saw them disappear into the forge, and shortly thereafter reappear outside and follow their Queen towards her quarters. Curious, the group decided to follow the women and find out what would happen next.
They quietly filed behind ChiChi and Bulma, finding various spots in the Queen's dwellings.
Ledell, ChiChi and Bulma were gathered around the table with a map on it. Ledell looked around.
"Oh good, you're already here. Approach and give your report."
The Z Warriors looked at each other, puzzled. Was she addressing them? Of course not! She couldn't see them! Could she? The same thought crossed their minds until a figure emerged from the shadow, adorned in black. It approached the table and lifted back the hood of its cape. Krillen gasped.
It was Eighteen!
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Mwuahahaha! Cliffy! Well hopefully the next chapter will come out a bit sooner than this one. I apologize, I had the hardest time finding my focus for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and I will work furiously to bring you chapter nine! ~ Spitfire Maguire
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ blah dee blah dee blah.
Author's Note: Nishshongo Grohochari, I tried to email you, but it would not send. To answer your question, Bulma and ChiChi are immortal. However, they do show some signs of age in the real world. They return to this world and the volcano and eye of the hurricane serve as certain "fountains of youth." It revitalizes and refreshes them, and restores their appearance to that of the peak of their youth. I wrote the story this way because in so many other fanfics I have seen how Bulma and ChiChi grow older while Goku and Vegeta remain the same due to their slowed Saiyin aging system. I wanted to address that in my own way, and this is how I did it. I would like to add, however, that although ChiChi and Bulma are immortal, they can be killed. Immortal, not invincible. Thanks.
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The creatures were hideous. Winged giant humanoids, their hands and feet ended in giant claws and their sharp teeth gnashed in anticipation. With only brown loincloths to cover their most private features, the rest of their bodies were covered with dirt and grime. Saliva dripped slowly from their fangs and made a slow trip to the ground as they watched their prey with crazed bloodshot eyes.
Near the volcano, ChiChi looked around her warily. She was outnumbered at least five to one. She observed her surroundings; there was no easy escape route either. She was just going to have to fight her way through. A very unladylike smirk crossed her features as she whipped back her raven hair and motioned with her fingers for the fight to begin.
They attacked all at once. ChiChi, guessing that they were lacking in intellect, gracefully flipped over them in a flash of red. She landed on one's back, a swift chop to the back of the neck knocking it out cold. Satisfaction was brief as another two were on her in a second. They each grabbed an arm and started to pull, intending to rip her apart. But ChiChi would have none of it. This time she flipped backward, using her momentum to drag the two beasts together and knock their heads. They stumbled back, momentarily dazzled. But another came from behind and grabbed her around the waist, pinning her arms ineffectively at her sides. ChiChi twisted and writhed, trying to break free. But it was to no avail as the creature squeezed tighter. ChiChi gasped as she began to suffocate. The grip on her was tight and she could feel her ribs bruising, about ready to crack. She closed her eyes and let out an ear-piercing wail as fire consumed her all at once. Suddenly the beast realized what he was holding was too hot to handle, but this revelation came too late as his body quickly turned into ash from the woman's blazing inferno. With one unconscious and the other burnt to crisp, ChiChi returned to normal and crouched into a ready position in preparation for the next onslaught. The other three had regrouped, and they attacked with a vengeance.
ChiChi dodged as punches and kicks were aimed at her. She took a hit in the stomach and doubled over, but straightened up and elbowed one in the neck. It promptly snapped and there were now two creatures left to fight.
A searing pain show through her arm as a creature grabbed it and twisted it behind her back. It then flipped her over and she landed with a sickening thud upon the ground. She quickly kicked her legs up, connecting with a gut. The beast grunted in pain as ChiChi scrambled to her feet and delivered a roundhouse kick to its head, rendering the creature unconscious.
One to go.
She turned just in time to see the fist that made contact with her skull and sent her flying backward to the ground. The thing grabbed her ankle and started to swing her around, she knew she would soon meet a tree if she didn't do something fast. ChiChi pointed a finger at the creature and released sparks at the creature's eyes. It promptly dropped ChiChi and clutched at its face in agony.
ChiChi was quick to recover and delivered a series of punches to the wounded creature. She leaped into the air and let out a side kick that sent it sprawling into a tree. She heard one of its wings snap and knew that the creature had been crippled. It now could not fly nor see. She wiped off a trickle of blood coming from her lip with the back of her hand and walked over to the creature. She placed her foot none too gently at the base of the beast's neck and stepped down. It responded with a gargled noise and gasped for breath.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you," she said menacingly. A whimper was the only reply. ChiChi rolled her eyes. "Oh for the Queen's sake. You're blind and you can't fly. And I know you understand what I'm saying. So answer me this, was it Ziven that sent you?"
ChiChi let up the pressure from her foot a little bit. The beast gasped and gave a fraction of a nod.
"I thought as much," ChiChi said. She gazed at the creature with a look of almost pity. "I should kill you and put you out of your misery, but I never was one to kill in cold blood. So you have two choices, you can either return to camp and be killed for failure, or I can let you go free to do whatever you want. But if you ever hurt anyone ever again," she pressed her foot down once again for emphasis, "I will find you and kill you. Understand?" She let up and the beast gave a vigorous nod.
"Now go."
It stumbled off into the woods.
ChiChi found the nearest tree and sat down, leaning against it for support. She let out a deep breath and thought about what had just occurred, and what would happen next.
Meanwhile, Bulma was in the throes of her battle against the winged creatures. Four of them were holding her as another savagely pummeled her repeatedly in the stomach. She growled and closed her eyes, abruptly transforming into a liquid state. The beasts promptly lost their hold and Bulma solidified to perform a roundhouse kick on two. She turned in time to block a punch from the right and kicked out from the side. The beast doubled over and she followed with a right hook, rendering it unconscious. She counted. That was one down, two stunned, and the other two advancing toward her.
Bulma went on the offensive; punches rained down on the approaching beasts and they hurriedly blocked her advances, but in vain. Bulma was smaller, and had speed on her side. She found the holes in their defense and aimed for them, taking care of the two of them.
She turned to the last two, who had recovered from her earlier roundhouse kick. Bulma gave them no room for attack, flipping over them and chopping at the neck of one, which promptly fell unconscious. She grabbed a nearby vine and wrapped it around the remaining beast's neck, cutting off its air supply. It fell to its knees. Bulma placed a foot on its back and pulled back on the makeshift noose.
"Alright buddy, now you're going to answer a couple of questions of mine. Slap your leg once for yes and twice for no, got it?"
The choking creature promptly slapped its leg once.
"Good. Was Ziven the one that sent you?" One slap. "Alright. Did he want you to kill us?" Two slaps. "Capture us?" One slap. "That's odd," Bulma mused aloud. She broke out of her thoughts and focused again the creature before her. A look of disgust crossed her face. She released the vines saying, "One more thing, come near me or my village again and I will kill you. Now get out of my sight before I decide to end your pathetic life right here and now."
The creature willingly obeyed, gasping for air as it ran away. Bulma stood there for a moment, absorbing all that had just happened. She clenched her fists in resolve and said, "I have to find ChiChi." She took off into the woods in search of her friend.
Vegeta remained, motionless. All that he had just witnessed had shocked him beyond belief. His mate, a fighter, a guardian, an immortal being? He couldn't comprehend it all at once. Why hadn't she told him? And then when those beasts attacked, he had just been about to help her when he realized she was quite capable of holding her own in a fight. The moves she had performed, and the power she possessed, it made Vegeta angry he had not known, but strangely pleased and proud at the same time. He knew in intellect and spirit the woman was his perfect match, and now he realized that this applied to physical strength as well. This he appreciated greatly, if now only he could find a way to show it.
Goku was having similar disbelieving thoughts about his wife's abilities. He had always known she could fight, he had fought her himself in the World Tournament! But to see her take out five creatures that were massively huge and emerge unscathed was a totally new concept to him. He watched as she sat down against the tree, a little breathless from her encounter. He resisted the urge to touch the stray wisp of hair that had fallen into her face, for fear of being discovered.
Instead he sat down on the opposite side of the tree, so close to his wife, yet so far away.
Shortly, Bulma came running up to ChiChi. ChiChi looked up.
"Did you just get attacked by five creatures sent from Ziven?" she asked.
"Yeah," Bulma replied. "Apparently he wanted to capture us, not kill. I don't know why though."
"Capture? Why?" Bulma shrugged. "Beats me. I think we'd better head back to camp and consult the Queen though."
ChiChi nodded. "Good idea." Bulma offered her a hand and pulled her raven- haired companion to her feet.
"Let's go."
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At the village, Yamcha and Master Roshi had been having the time of their lives watching all the women bathe in river, although Tien and Chao-zu tried desperately to keep them away. Krillen chose to resist the temptation and hang with Gohan, who was feeling lonely without his father around or anyone to play with. Krillen was trying to cheer him up.
"Hey little guy, wanna go train or something?" he asked.
Gohan sighed. "Nah, it wouldn't be fun because we'd have to be really careful. It'd be too easy to give ourselves away."
"Oh yeah, hadn't thought of that." Krillen looked dejected. But he soon brightened. "Hey! What about that meditation training we did on our trip to Namek!"
A smile lit across Gohan's face. "Yeah! That won't do anything damaging! Good idea Krillen! Let's go someplace where no one can trip over us or anything."
He got up and flew to the very tree that ChiChi had sat in that morning. Krillen joined him. They crossed their legs, closed their eyes, and began to concentrate.
Hours flew by as the young Saiya-ling and the former monk battled it out in their minds. Tien and Chao-zu, who by this time had given up on their perverted companions, sat in another branch of the large tree and did the same thing. Shortly afterwards Yamcha and Master Roshi joined them. Aggie had chanced upon their spying and gave them a huge lip-lashing, the likes they had never seen, while at the same time blatantly hitting on them both. In fear, they had both run to the tree for refuge and decided to meditate along with the rest of the group.
At dusk, ChiChi and Bulma came running in to the village. Nezumi looked up from where she had been playing with Keb.
"What's wrong?" she asked her friends worriedly.
"We must speak with the Queen at once!" ChiChi said, the note of urgency quite apparent in her voice. "Of course. She's at the forge with Abira. What happened?"
ChiChi ran ahead while Bulma stayed a moment to explain. "We were each just attacked by five of Ziven's underlings," she said quietly. "However, they were sent to capture us, not to kill us. We need to find out why and we want to consult with the Queen. If Ziven is up to something, we need to make the necessary preparations to defend any attacks."
As Bulma spoke, Nezumi clutched Keb to her tightly, fear shining in her eyes.
"Please, protect us, Guardian, and let no harm come to our people," she said reverently.
Bulma looked at her friend oddly, puzzled at formality in which her friend addressed her, but she responded with a tight hug and a reassuring, "Of course I will, silly mouse. It's what I'm meant to do." She released her without another word and ran after ChiChi.
Nezumi remained, motionless, hugging her child tightly as tears trekked slowly down her cheeks.
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At the forge, Abira had furiously started feeding the fire when she heard of the attack on the Guardians, intent on bolstering the weapons supply of the village. Ledell became very worried and had ushered Bulma inside, then closed off the forge to any outsiders. With the lack of ventilation, Abira and the Queen started rapidly perspiring, although Bulma and ChiChi remained unbothered.
"By all means, it doesn't make sense," the Queen was saying to the other women. Abira had temporarily ceased from her work so the Queen could be heard in their impromptu conference. "The way to do the most damage would be to kill the both of you. Capturing you serves no purpose. He used to be a part of this village; there is no information he doesn't already know. I can't understand it. That's his utmost advantage, his inside knowledge of our compound. We taught him how to fight, so he knows our fighting styles and techniques, he knows which weapons we use, and who are our best fighters and in what fields. What purpose could it possibly serve to capture either of you?"
"Ransom?" ChiChi suggested.
"No," Bulma mused. "He knows we wouldn't let them surrender if we were captured. The safety of the village matters more to us than our own well- being. So it couldn't be that."
The three were silent for a moment. Drops of sweat trickled down the Queen's face.
"Let us reconvene in my quarters. I am expecting some who may be able to provide the answers to these questions.
ChiChi and Bulma nodded and bowed. "Of course, our Mother," they said in unison. Abira likewise bowed as the Queen walked outside, then jauntily saluted ChiChi and Bulma as they followed, before returning to her work.
Goku and Vegeta had awoken the others from their meditations in the nearby tree, and quickly informed them of all that had transpired and what they had witnessed their mates do. They saw them disappear into the forge, and shortly thereafter reappear outside and follow their Queen towards her quarters. Curious, the group decided to follow the women and find out what would happen next.
They quietly filed behind ChiChi and Bulma, finding various spots in the Queen's dwellings.
Ledell, ChiChi and Bulma were gathered around the table with a map on it. Ledell looked around.
"Oh good, you're already here. Approach and give your report."
The Z Warriors looked at each other, puzzled. Was she addressing them? Of course not! She couldn't see them! Could she? The same thought crossed their minds until a figure emerged from the shadow, adorned in black. It approached the table and lifted back the hood of its cape. Krillen gasped.
It was Eighteen!
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Mwuahahaha! Cliffy! Well hopefully the next chapter will come out a bit sooner than this one. I apologize, I had the hardest time finding my focus for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and I will work furiously to bring you chapter nine! ~ Spitfire Maguire