-1Arms Of The Angel
Chappie 22
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Bulma
-Vegeta-sei!-
-Prince Vegeta!-
It had been a very long and tiring night for Prince of all Saiyans. Much has crossed his mind and he didn't know what path to turn to, it all seemed so overwhelming. Vegeta fell upon his bed and arms around his head as he looked at his ceiling. He felt so torn. He actually had a family. Something he had lost so long ago. It had made sense of why his son was so protective of him and how he felt this strange bond, something only parents and children share, even through time apparently. It felt nice to know that he had produced a very wise and powerful heir with this intelligent woman. He had to admit; she was beautiful, no radiantly gorgeous, smart, and so alluring.
She was everything he would want in a mate. Sure the thought of having someone strong and Saiyan to bear his Brats was appealing, but he wanted something more. He wanted someone physically weaker than he was. He loved the sense of power and the dependence he has her feel for him. It made him want Bulma even more and he would think it now and again, she was perfect for him. However, there was his people, his title, and more importantly his Royal Blood Line. If he chooses the path of Bulma and Trunks, he would be the first to do so. He would be giving up his title. Vegeta turned on his side and stared at his bed sheets.
"I have to think of something…but what shall I do?" Vegeta gazed at his clock. In about an hour, they would expect him to be ready and prepared to make a decision. He sat up and strode over to his personal bath. Perhaps a shower would calm his nerves. He knew of his decision he would make this morning and by hell or high water, he would make it happen.
-Meeting Room!-
Everyone sat silently in their chairs as they awaited the Prince's arrival. True not a word was spoken, but high electrical tension filled the small room. 2 sides against one another, but only one side would win by the Prince's decision. But no matter what, Andrea, Venux, and Koji would go after and rescue Bulma and her son. Suddenly, the door opened and Prince Vegeta entered through the doorway. He headed up to the front of the table and gazed at all who attended as he waited for their attention. "I suppose you all want to know my decision then?" he asked.
The silence had assured him as he gazed upon their set faces. "I have decided to change the laws of my past generation. I am going to retrieve Bulma and our son. I am going to take full responsibility as a man of honor." "But sire! You can't! What will the people of Vegeta-sei think!" he head advisor cried out. "They shall accept it whether they want to or not. Have you not seen the result of our bonding? Think of the races that we could make and end at the same time! It's time for a change in this day in age for my people. As of now, I'll be sending troops to retrieve my family." Vegeta told the advisor
"H-hai sire. I understand." Vegeta's advisor stood up and bowed before his Prince. He turned to leave and fulfill his Master's decision. Perhaps the people of Vegeta-sei would be more understanding than himself. Vegeta, in turn, turned to the other 3 in the room. "Regardless of my decision today, I knew you 3 would have gone and saved them. Rests assure I would have allowed you to do so without punishment. But however, Koji, I wish you to lead this mission. I want my son and his Mother brought back here safe and sound. If there were anyone on my planet I trust to put the lives of my family, and myself it would be yours. So you understand what I'm ordering you to do?"
"Hai Sire." Koji spoke with appreciative tone. Suddenly, the door flew open, a messenger looked distraught as he bowed before them. "My Sire, please on the video screen 5, a message from Prince Trunks on Frieza's ship." he told the Prince. Everyone froze upon this information. Vegeta numbly brought up screen 5 and what they saw, shocked them. In the background everything was destroyed. There was Trunks as dried blood on his features and his armor broken and torn in places. "Hi guys!" he spoke cheerful.
"Trunks…what happened?" Venux asked. "Um…not quite sure…but can you guys come and get us? Mom is not doing so hot and there is this weird symbol on her forehead that is glowing…" "NANI!" Vegeta cried out. "Yeah and what's even stranger is that she killed everyone in like this super pissed off mood or something. I don't know what to make of it. I mean I have never expected her to do that." "The Woman did that!" Vegeta asked in disbelief. Trunks stepped aside as everyone could see the damage and then their eyes fell upon Bulma. Vegeta eyes fell upon her still form and knew instantly what this all really meant.
-Dr. Briefs!-
He had heard of the kidnapping of his Daughter and his Future Grandchild. Needless to day, his wife had not been too happy about any of this. As she fell into fits of crying and why no one has done anything about this whole situation. He watched his wife rest as he continued to do some research. As he read his book, he came across a very interesting prophesy. Many, many, many years ago, a great Saiyan Priest prophesized that Prince Vegeta the XXVII would be destined to mate with the powerful of the 3 goddesses of the Silvermoon. With her power combined with his, she would help him succeed into becoming the legendary and give him an heir that would one day rule the universe and bring peace to all. The suffering will end because of him.
Dr. Briefs quickly scanned this over. How they would recognize this key to solving the universal peace is the Royal House of Vegeta-sei symbol would appear on her forehead in a bluish white light. "Interesting…perhaps this deserves further investigation?" Dr. Briefs muttered to himself as he continued to read up more on the book.
-Trunks/Bulma!-
-6 Hours Later!-
Trunks stayed by Bulma's side. Because of her explosive outbreak, everyone on the ship, including places on the ship was destroyed. Trunks did the best job he could for fixing them up. However, Bulma didn't seem to be suffering from anything. She appeared to be in a deep slumber. Trunks tried to make her as comfortable as possible. After 6 long hours, help finally arrived.
Andrea, Koji, and Venux entered the area. Venux ran straight into Trunks' arms. "Oh Trunks, I thought I almost lost you!" she cried. "What happened?" Andrea breathed as she gazed around the disaster around her. Trunks removed himself from Venux and turned to her. "You can thank Mom for this…I mean it's so surreal with your actually here. I'm having a hard time understanding how Mom could have done this…"he hesitatingly explained. "You can explain it on the way back." Koji tried to get them moving and out of this place as quickly as possible. "Right." they agreed.
-Vegeta-sei!
-6 More Hours!-
Needless to say, on the trip back everyone was surprised to hear of the events that took place on the trip to the Kold's ship and what actually transpired on the ship. It was mind numbing that a 13 yearlong war between the Kold's and the Saiyans have finally ended. And the universe's most unlikely person bought the victory. This mere woman ended it all. Everyone was now in her debt. Trunks admired his sleeping Mother. Who knew she had so much in her? He would defiantly need to figure her out.
But that would be a later time. His thoughts were interrupted by his name being mention in the conversation. All 3 were looking at him intently. Trunks grew to be a bit uneasy as this as a small blush crossed his features. "What?" "Ha, I knew he was related to Bulma!" Andrea spoke triumphantly. Trunks fell anime style, as he couldn't believe that this would be the highlight of the conversation.
"Um…can we talk about something other than myself here?" he asked as he tried in vain to change the subject. "I don't know you guys, he looks more like Prince Vegeta than Miss. Bulma. Well…except for the odd coloring." Koji spoke. "You're not looking at the big picture. He looks more and acts like Bulma than Vegeta." Venux argued. "That's for sure! I'm not sure Bulma would like it if her son acted like Vegeta. He's too mean and so rude! I mean how could she end up with a jerk like that!"
"Andrea, that's not very nice." Venux said. "But it's true! We have seen Vegeta! He's cold, heartless, and cruel! He was going to leave them with Frieza! He's nothing but a cold, heartless man!" Andrea put her 2 cents in. "Now come on Andrea, don't' belittle my Prince. True he can be a bit intimidating and selfish at time, but the fact remains that HE DIDN"T abandon them. He was going to send them help and he is after all changing the laws for them. He is going against a lot of traditions that will not sit well with my people. He is doing all of this for them."
"And at what prince I wonder…" Venux spoke her mind. Everyone turned to look at her in confusion. "What do you mean by that?" Andrea asked curiously. "I mean, it doesn't it strike it odd that Vegeta would put his crown in jeopardy for the sake of just anyone? I'm wondering what he expects in return?" Venux explained.
Everyone went silent. This thought was all on their minds and no one knew the answer to it. "Well, we will have to wait and see what Dad has planned." Trunks finally broke the train of thoughts of everyone. "Well at any rate, you do look a lot more like your Mother than your Father I believe." Andrea smiled coyly. "Oh not this again…" Trunks groaned. "Awww he does! He looks a lot like Bulma!" Venux giggled. "God, I'm not hearing any of this! I'm sooo out of this conversation." Trunks grumbled. "Don't worry Prince Trunks, they may tease, but only mean well." Koji chuckled as he admired the young Prince.
It was 10 mins to landing; needless to say, Vegeta-sei was anxiously awaiting their arrival. The second they landed, a medical crew came aboard and took them all to the infirmary to get checked out. A mystery to them all, Prince Vegeta was nowhere to be found.
C'ya
Bulma
P.S. MOMENT OF ZEN!
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Matt Say:…………………..But I like cream cheese!