My Immortal

By: Cabalistic

Disclaimer: You're luckyDBZ doesn't belong to me.

Chapter 9

"Vegeta?" Bulma made her voice as tiny as possible as it left her mouth and into the cold air. They had stopped when the path had forked into two. His flaming hair turned to one path to another, his eyes jerking from side to side. There was a sign but wind and rain wore it away. A thick vine curled around the wooden flat part.

Vegeta grunted. No use trying to read it, it probably said something to 'warn' them from going on or in a foreign language.

"Vegeta?" Bulma repeated his name for the fifth time. Stop saying my name! His mind screamed, I hate the way you're saying it! To which he said harshly, "Shut up, woman." His breath appeared in a wispy smoke in front of him. Bulma shrank away but said quietly, "Are we lost?"

He didn't answer her that time, just jerking his head to either side. They both looked the same except by the scent, it appeared that the road to the right was more often used. Vegeta frowned. He wasn't able to tell if the road was used by cowards or by wiser men.

Vegeta turned his heel to Bulma who jumped. "I'm going to fly up and see where the paths lead," he turned his voice into a mock tone and said, "please don't do anything stupid." Her blue eyes flamed in fury but he flew over the trees, laughing.

He looked around over the treetops. The sun warmed him a little but did little improvement. His onyx eyes scanned the road ahead. He growled in frustration. There was no sign of which went where, only that one went east and the other turned west. He turned around and began lowering himself to the ground when he saw something. It looked like smoke thundering in the distance.

As he concentrated and discovered whose chi it was, his eyes widened and he grumbled, "Of all times." He lowered quickly into the underbrush where an angry Bulma sat on a rock.

"Having fun?" She said in a flat voice. "Took you long enough." He opened his mouth to come up with a witty comeback but his shook his head. He growled in a low voice, "There are people coming here."

Her blue eyes widened. "Who?" She asked in bewilderment.

"Icejins." He growled. "They're coming this way. Fast. They must have seen our chi on their radar. We don't know which way to go either so I'll have to fight."

Her eyes narrowed, "Don't you mean 'we'?"

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked, "You're too weak and feeble." "Why you..." She prepared to curse him but he cut her off, "I don't care what you say, you're not staying here. Can you disappear? Teleport? Anything useful now?"

She paused thinking quietly to herself, counting her fingers now and then. She said slowly, "I can teleport but I don't know where to go. I can disappear but I'd rather not."

"Why not?" He snapped impatiently.

She glared at him, "Unless you want to see what I had for breakfast, I suggest you don't push me on. But I can blend in with the scenery. That's the only thing I can think of."

He pointed to a nearby tree. "Blend in there. I don't want you hurt." When her eyes looked hopeful, he added, "What kind of captor will I be if you get hurt by someone other than me?"

Her eyes dulled and she said, "Oh."

Bulma walked over to the tree and whispered something Vegeta couldn't make out. Then there was a bright light and he shielded his eyes. He saw through his fingers that she was curling into a ball with her hands around her legs with glowing ribbons spinning furiously all around her. Then the tree was normal, only she wasn't there. Only a root took her place.

He smirked and said, "Smart woman." Then there was only the thundering of many footsteps and then nothing as the smoke cleared.

Suddenly Vegeta was pelted with a dozen arrows which he dodged with ease, laughing all the while. Someone suddenly shouted, "Rfea!" The voice sounded like daggers against stone, scraping in an awful tone. From where Bulma lay hidden she saw Vegeta froze. What are you doing? She felt like screaming. You should have seen the freezing spell coming!

Then one icejin came forward, his icy blue eyes shooting daggers at Vegeta. He looked different than the legendary Freiza and Cooler. He looked almost human only for his blue hair and light ice blue eyes. He had a nasty scar running down his eye.

"Don't you remember me, Vegeta?" He hissed. "Been awhile since we trained hasn't it?" He chuckled and the army behind him chuckled as well, like there was some twisted joke behind all of it. "I'm Malui, remember? Freiza's nephew? Half-human and half-icejin?"

He laughed and Vegeta eye's widened as he pulled an arrow from his pack. It had a golden arrowhead but the very top was red. What's so special about it? Bulma wondered. She had the urge to yank free from the tree.

"Remember Isola? My poison arrow? Flies like eagles but kills like snakes, she does. You almost died from the last injury." He laughed icily. Bulma noticed that his breath didn't hang in the air like everyone else. "But this time," He aimed the arrow without a bow, "I guarantee that you will not survive." He threw the arrow from his hand but it still flew with inhuman speed.

Time seemed to stop for Bulma as it struck Vegeta's arm. Even after the arrow struck him, he was still standing. His eyes were wide in astonishment staring into nothing and his mouth hung open. Then he fell to the ground, unmoving. Malui stood above him, smirking, "First, you will feel nothing but then the venom takes over you. You will be overwhelmed with pain and you'd feel like you're being torn apart. But I don't need to tell you this do I?" He chuckled. "Come on, men," Malui turned his back to Vegeta, "He won't make it anyway."

Bulma felt her rage inside of her build up but held her temper. As soon as he left with every one of his men with him she tore from the tree. "Vegeta!"

He laid unmoving on the ground, his breath coming easily in and out. The arrow from his arm gleamed in the sunlight, blood trickling down his wound. His eyes were closed and his hand was clenched in a fist.

"Vegeta?" She shook him by his shoulder. She looked at the arrow and grimaced. Then she put her hands around the arrow and felt something pull at her hard. She felt a pulse of evil power within and took a deep breath.

Then she pulled it out. Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he howled in pain, clutching his arm. She covered her ears and waited until he was done.

When the shouting ceased she said to him quietly, "Are you all right?" Vegeta winced as he touched his arm, "No."

She touched his arm, which he pulled back, "Can I heal it?" Vegeta frowned and said, "No, you can't do anything. There's nothing you can do." He sat there with a blank look on his face and said, "I'd die in a few hours."

Bulma's eyes sparkled with tears and she said, "Can't I at least try, Vegeta?" Vegeta's face hardened and he said sternly, "No." He breathed in deeply as if to breathe in the truth, "I'm going to die in a few hours. Most likely two. Four at the most."

Tears trickled down Bulma's cheeks. How could he talk of his going to underworld so easily? She bit her lower lip. "I just want to help, Vegeta." She said quietly.

He stood up and dusted himself off. He glared at her and said in a cold voice, "If you were truly trying to help me you would have given me immortality a long time ago, woman."

"Vegeta..." Bulma begged quietly. The sun was setting behind him and before she was in this adventure, she would have called it beautiful. Now it looked like blood staining the sky, making it look bloody and ruthless.

He turned his heel and said, "Let's go find camp," He added in a sarcastic tone, "I want a good place to just lay down and die." She balled her fists but followed him.

-(Trunk's Dungeon)-

Goten gained energy by the coming days quickly but Trunks energy gained little. He felt like something was eating off of his energy.

Goten eyed the food that came into the dungeon. He crawled over to Trunks and laid it at his feet. A chicken and two cups of water wasn't much but was enough for the two young boys.

Trunks raised his head and studied the food. He looked at it carefully then said, "Eat the chicken, not the water. Water's actually a potion."

Goten swallowed, as if to quench his thirst. Then he split the chicken in half and gave the other to Trunks. Trunks ate slowly and cautiously as Goten gobbled it down whole, spitting out the bones.

Trunks closed his eyes and rested his head against the stone wall. He felt his mother's feelings crying out for help. He felt the strong presence near her dwindling in power. The strong person was dying. It would take 1 hour for him to disappear completely into the underworld realm.

He closed his eyes and thought of the day to come. Soon the next day would be their breakout and he would be reunited with his mother.

-(BV)-

Vegeta grabbed his temples and screamed in pain. He felt like he was going to blow up. Vegeta howled and screamed, curling into a little ball on the ground. It was choking the life out of him. Pain filled his world.

Bulma jerked her head up off the rock she was laying on. She stumbled over to the clearing where Vegeta was. Vegeta was in a ball screaming. The wound of his shoulder was glowing a bright green on his arm and he groaned, "Bulma..."

Bulma held his hand and said, "Vegeta!" She bit her lower lip in frustration. "Help me!" Vegeta screamed. He clawed the ground and howled.

Bulma felt tears filling her eyes. So this was what it was when someone she loved died. She wrapped her arms around him and screamed, "Vegeta... don't die!" He twisted around screaming, his arm flashing bright green over and over. She touched his arm and felt a shock spark up her arm, jolting her.

Vegeta thrashed around in pain. Painfully for both, a half an hour passed and finally Vegeta lied very still. When he didn't move, Bulma felt her heart just stop beating. But he was, thankfully, still breathing, his chest heaving up and down with exhaustion. His eyes had been closed tightly shut but then they opened to reveal fear. Fear.

Tears flooded down Bulma cheeks without her realizing it. He was really scared of death. He was scared of underworld.

Vegeta. Scared.

"Bulma..." His lips parted forming the begging word the left his lips.

It was then that Bulma screamed.

A/N: YAY! I posted TWO chapters AT THE SAME TIME! I know, it's common isn't it?

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