Confused part 4: I guess the gods has a sense of humor.
Pairings: V/B
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own any DBZ characters. However, Valencia is mine.
Nemesis: I would like to say thank you for the wonderful reviews ^_~
/ Thoughts /
// Telepathy //
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A few days had past since Bulma told Vegeta about Valen's condition. He refused to let her out of his sight and protection especially after so many years that he thought that she was dead, which meant no hospitals. Now, he had to leave because that baka Kakarott had requested his presence for what reason he didn't know.
/Probably to spar or complain about that banshee wife of his/ Vegeta thought as he headed toward Bulma's lab to inform her of his departure.
To be truthful Vegeta really didn't have anything against Goku. The prince was just a little surprised when he had discovered that the third-class warrior was a SSJ and that his power level was evenly matched with his. Goku was like his best friend but you'll never hear him say that.
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"Okay, lets see now, um---Sai, generally this weapon is used in pairs" Bulma talked to herself as she did some research on the tattoo designed on Valen's arm. Her fingers danced rapidly across the computer's keyboard. Bulma had found some information on ancient fighting weapons called Sais.
What she originally thought were bullhorns are actually called the Wing or Yoku. The 'dagger' is called a Shaft or Monouchi. The wielder could actually throw the weapon or use it to counter a strike from the enemy.
Not hearing the lab door open Vegeta stood in the threshold.
"Woman, I'm going to Kakarott's to spar. I shouldn't be gone for more than two hours."
"Okay, Vegeta" She said over her shoulder not looking him. She was too busy working on her latest project.
As he leapt into the air a shadowy figure slipped into the house. The lab door was ajar wide enough for a small canister to glide in undetected.
::yawn:: "Man, I need some re-s----t" Bulma's head hit her workstation as the sleeping gas took effect.
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Vegeta touched down a few feet from Goku's house. He banged on the door just to piss-off Chi-Chi. He smirked at the thought.
The door suddenly swung open. "What do YOU want?" A not so happy looking Chi-Chi answered the door.
"I'm looking for Kakarott."
"His name is Goku!" Chi-Chi spat, clearly she hated it when he called her husband by that foreign name.
"Whatever. Is he here?" Vegeta growled.
"GOKU! YOUR SO-CALLED FRIEND WANTS TO SEE YOU!" Then Chi-Chi promptly slammed the door on Vegeta.
A few seconds later. "Hey Vegeta. What's going-on?" Goku asked putting his hand behind his head.
Vegeta snorted he always knew that Goku was a dork but honestly. "Don't tell me that you forgot."
"Um, forgot what?" The term 'lights on no body's home' came to mind as Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Kakarott you idiot! How dare you ask for me to come here and spar with you and---"
"Wait-a-minute Vegeta, I didn't ask you to spar with me today. Remember, I told you that Chi-Chi and I were going to the counselor today."
"Wha-what?! I received a message from you stating that you wanted to see me. Well, if you didn't then---"
The older Saiyan trailed off. Something wasn't right he turned quickly and blasted off heading toward CC with Goku right behind him.
Obviously some one wanted the Saiyan prince out of the house.
//Val!// Vegeta shouted mentally.
No response.
//Valencia!!//
Nothing.
"Vegeta?" Goku saw the worried express in friend's eyes.
"I just tried to contact Valen. She's either unconscious or asleep." He offered nothing else as to why his sister would not answer his call.
"I'm sure everything is fine. Bulma must have giving her a sedative to help Valen sleep."
Two blue streaks could been seen in the sky as people in the city went about their daily activities.
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The Saiyan warriors entered through the back door of the compound. Usually, Bulma's mother would be in the kitchen making something to eat for the power hungry prince, but as they entered they noticed that it was quiet. Too quiet.
"Vegeta???" Goku whispered.
"Yes, I know. Someone's been here."
"What's that smell?" Goku took a whiff, got dizzy and almost passed out.
"Don't breath deeply. Remember, our sense of smell is much more sensitive than humans." Vegeta instructed as they made their way to the lab down stairs.
They entered the lab quietly. Both noticed that the blue-haired genius was slumped over her desk. Vegeta went straight to her while Goku searched around the room.
"Wake-up woman!" The short Saiyan yelled with his arms crossed over his broad chest, but Bulma didn't budge. His brows scrunched together in mild concern as he shook her awake.
"Hmm, who? Wha-what? How long was I asleep?" Bulma asked while stretching and yawning.
"Don't know. Where's Valen?"
"She should be in her room. Why?" Bulma said still trying to shake off the grogginess.
"Kakarott and I where a---" Goku cut him off mid-sentence.
"Hey, Vegeta! Come look at this."
Bulma and Vegeta stared at the small canister. "That's a sleeping gas bomb." She explained. The trio looked in fascination at each other with the same question on their mind: Why would anyone go through so much trouble to knock out Bulma?
Goku took a slight whiff of the can and it was the same feeling he got when he and Vegeta were in the kitchen. "The whole compound must be filled with this stuff." He said.
Bulma went about activating all the air ducts to rid the compound of the sleepy substance. Goku and Vegeta made their way upstairs too check on Valen. By the time they reached her room clear air was circulating throughout CC. Now they were able to trace the scent of the person responsible for the invasion. Vegeta edged the door opened only find the room in shambles and the occupant gone.
"Dammit!" Vegeta cursed looking around the devastated room.
Goku stood there not knowing what to say to his friend as Vegeta cursed up a storm in a different language. "Vegeta---"
"What?!" Clearly he wasn't in the mood.
Someone took his sister and he's going to send them, whoever they are, to the other world and it wasn't going to satisfy his anger. He was going to obliterate them to HFIL.
"There's a note addressed to you" Vegeta approached the bed to see a note attached to the pillow. He snatched it and tore into the envelope.
[I have your sister Saiyan prince. If you ever want to see her again, alive and well. Turn over the woman. I'll keep in touch.]
And that's when he smelled the familiar faint scent of musk and sweat and--- women.
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A few miles way on the outskirts of town an abandoned warehouse was home to an unlikely pair. Bright gray eyes fluttered opened as everything came back into focus.
/Where the heck am I?/ Valen thought as intense cramping radiated from the center of her stomach and moved around to her back. It wasn't a good sign. She was already in desperate need of rest and to make matters worse she hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.
Accessing her predicament she first noted that she was somewhere in nomad's land. She didn't hear the noises that went along with the city. Second, she was tied to a very uncomfortable chair and being almost three months pregnant wasn't helping.
Third, she felt the power of the bracelets and the brand resonating and that was definitely wasn't a good sign. Her life was in danger and her body was responding to the need of protection even if it costs the life of her unborn child.
"I see that you're awake."
"Let me go!" She demanded, her anger masked. /Good he doesn't see the faint glow/
"No, sweetheart I can't do that. You see your brother is the reason why I have you."
"My brother? What does Vegeta has to do with this?" Confusion written across the young girl's face.
"He stole the one thing that I ever loved in the world and I want her back!" He closed the distance between them. He grabbed her roughly by the jaws squeezing them with his thumb and middle finger.
She choked back a sob. She wasn't going to show him any weakness.
"And if he doesn't give her back than I'll just take you."
"You're crazy" She stated as a lone tear slipped from her steel gray eyes.
"No, I'm not. I'm just a little pissed-off that that jerk took something that doesn't belongs to him." He spat, letting go of her face.
"You know Yamcha, if you let me go I promise that I'll make your death quick and painless, because if my brother gets a hold of you, you can bet that he won't be as merciful---"
He cut her off with his laughing. "I'm not worried about Veggiehead as long as I have you. He won't do anything that will endanger your life or that of your child's.
And as far as you killing me pause I don't think that you can. You couldn't defend yourself from some Saiyan warrior from trying to mate with you---and look what happened---" He pointed to the swell of her stomach before continuing with his taunt, "You got knocked-up, so 'Miss-I-am-queen- of-a-female-planet-that-kills-men' how are you gonna kill me." Striking his chest to make a point.
"If you don't release me, you will find out" She countered as the glow began to burn as her temper slowly rose.
As an answer Yamcha simply ignore her turning his back to her, but he had the feeling something was about to happen.
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The Saiyans looked at each other as Vegeta digested the information.
"Yamcha." He said the name to himself but Goku heard.
"What about Yamcha?" Goku was a little confused as to why Yamcha would do such a thing; but then again no one ever thought that he would hit Bulma.
"That bastard has my sister" Vegeta said grinding his teeth as he felt a stinging sensation fading in and out on his arm.
Goku was stunned speechless.
"That bastard has my sister and I'm going to kill him" He threatened.
"N-now, Vegeta---aren't you over reacting just a little" Goku felt the prince's ki going up and it was only a matter of time before he explodes, but Vegeta dismissed the third-class warrior. He was getting ready to take- off into the waning hours of the afternoon when suddenly, an energy wave crashed into them.
"Man, whose power was that?" Goku said, he felt the familiar ki before but couldn't remember where.
"That's Valen you dolt! Come on!" He grounded out. He also knew that Valen just tapped into her hidden power. He felt his left arm pulsing as if it was on fire. This was not good.
Yamcha was going die before he had the opportunity to kick his worthless hide. Well, he was just going to have to make sure the Valen didn't do that.
They didn't get far. Bulma rushed into the room. "Wait!"
"Hey, Bulma is everyone okay?" Goku asked.
"Yeah, everyone's fine. Where are you two headed?"
"We do not have time for this. What do you want woman?!"
Not beating around the bush she said, "I'm going with you."
"NO!" Vegeta yelled back. He didn't want her anywhere near that asshole Yamcha, but he wasn't telling her that.
"Oh, yes I am and if you want to continue using the GR you'll take me; and if you don't want to 'rough it' you'll take me!" Bulma smirked. Goku noticed that it kinda looked like Vegeta's when he's pleased about something. Scary.
Vegeta weighed his options. He should have killed her when he had the chance but noooo; he started thinking with his heart instead of his brain and going into heat wasn't helping either. He muttered a quick 'fine', and took off leaving Goku to carry the firecracker.
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Beads of sweat traveled down Valen's face she could feel the rush of blood through her veins. She could smell the lust to fight. It was only a matter of time before the transformation was complete. Even in battle the change only took a second, but since she pregnant it took longer and it excited her.
She wasn't going to hold back, she growled low in her throat. A burst of yellow light engulfed her. Yamcha stared wide-eyed as the girl broke free of her restraints. Snapping the ropes as if they were made of paper. She moved her hands slowly to cross them in front of her.
He saw the bracelets moving they uncurled from around her wrists moving into her hands that were poised as if they were holding onto something. They slithered up through her hands and formed what seem to be 'daggers' very long daggers. The ends were sharp no to mention the hilts were too.
The young matriarch stood there with blazing teal eyes burning a hole through her captor. Yamcha took a cautious step back. "I told you to let me go. Now feel my wrath!"
She charged him. She twirled the weapons in a figure eight motion sweeping across Yamcha's chest shredding his orange gi. He took several swings at her not landing a single punch. She's fast just as fast as Goku and that arrogant Vegeta.
He grabbed onto her wrist trying to pry the weapons from her hand. "Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn't do that if I were you."
They danced mid-air, "Oh, yeah! Scared that someone else will kill you with your own toys?"
She smiled like a maniac. "Let's just say that you'll get a real nasty charge."
She caste the weapons to the floor. Both impaled the ground with a shattering slink. Hairline fractures pulsed like a heart monitor bleep racing up the wall and crackling the air. Engaging her enemy once again she delivered a kick to his stomach. As he was bent over clutching his sides Valen came down with her elbow right between his should blades.
Yamcha landed on the warehouse's ground floor next the weapons. At the same time the other Z fighters showed up with a very pissed off Saiyan prince. No, take that back a pissed-off Super Saiyan prince. Vegeta glided over to Valen, who was panting heavily.
"You're going to keel over. You need to power down." He stated trying to soothe her anger.
"I'm not finished yet, my prince." She smirked as she dove down to the limp body on the ground.
A blur of gold appeared in front of her before she could strike Yamcha again.
"Power down and leave that scum to me." He commanded.
"NO! I-I will not be taken advantage of again Vegeta! I---ahh" She clenched her jaws together as a sharp cramp racked her body.
"VALENCIA!" Vegeta yelled. She floated down to the ground level and fell over into his arms. Bulma ran over to them to look her over.
Bulma looked at Vegeta with sad blue eyes. "We need to get her to the hospital now, Vegeta."
He gave a sharp nod, leaving Bulma to care for Valen, and grabbed Yamcha by the throat. "Your lucky again weakling. Once I am finished with my sister needs I will be tracking your sorry ass down. Be prepared, you have a one way ticket to oblivion."
Vegeta let go and scooped-up Valen. She turned teal eyes to her brother. "I'm losing the baby Veg." A small smile slipped to her pale lips.
He was about to comment when, "LOOK OUT!" They were shoved to the ground.
"Kakarott you better have a good---"
Yamcha for all he was worth grabbed hold to the weapons beside him but once he touched them a bolt of golden electricity surge through him. After a minute or so he was thrown back from the awesome force knocking him unconscious.
"What the heck are those things?" Krillin asked, patting off dust from the strong winds that the weapons created.
Vegeta shifted his burden to Goku. He reached out and plucked each one from their concrete prison. Walking back to Valen his cross her arms over her chest and placed each weapon in her hand (without staking Goku in the process). Valen glowed as they returned to bracelets on her wrists.
The prince picked-up Bulma and said, "Those are the weapons of Valentinus: Twin Fighting Sais. Only royalty with the markings of the Sai can touch them."
Everyone leaped into the air heading to the nearest hospital leaving Yamcha to fend for him self. On the way there Bulma was a little curious about what Vegeta told them back at the warehouse.
"Vegeta"
"Hn"
"How could you touch the Sais? You and Valen would have to have the same mother and father, right?" Vegeta remained tight-lipped.
They landed entering the hospital's emergency wing. Valen was already taken into surgery. The nurse accosted Vegeta and Bulma for them to fill out admittance forms. He didn't feel like filling out anything so he left that up to the woman. As they sat in the waiting room area Vegeta answered her question.
"No."
"Hmm, what's that?" She was a little lost as to why he would say that out of the blue.
"Valen and I do not need to have the same parents. It was prophesized years ago that I would have a sister. Also I would be able to help her whenever the need arises. No one ever imagined that she would be half Saiyan.
We were born on the same day just five years apart. When I turned eighteen and she turned thirteen she went through what's called Trial By Fire or a Coming of Age Rite. Anyway, she passed all the required tests and in the end she was branded by the gods of her world." He opened himself to reveal a small part of his past. He stopped for a moment remembering the pain of that day.
"The gods deemed her worthy of possessing half of her power. The other half came from within her. Hot fire blazed through her flesh scorching and burning. Being hit with a ki blast was child's play compared to that type of heat.
Because of our connection, I felt what she was going through. The pain was so unbearable I'd pass out. From what I was told my personal guards, Nappa and Raditz found me in the training arena. I actually woke-up the next day in the rejuvenation tank [1]. Later, I was in my room getting ready to take a shower when I found this on my arm."
He rolled up his short sleeve spandex top to reveal.
"Oh.my.gosh! Vegeta---that's the same mark on Valen's arm" Sure enough the symbol of the Sais crossed over each other with the same lettering beneath it.
"But hers isn't on her left arm?" He shook his head.
"Vegeta, what does it say?" Bulma traced the strange words with the tip of her index finger before he grabbed her hand. The sensation of her touch was arousing and he couldn't lose control here.
"I guess the gods has a sense of humor since we are each others opposite hers is on her right arm. For whatever reason it's written in my naïve tongue 'Protector of the Chosen One'."
The other Z warriors listened quietly as the proud prince explained why his was able to touch Valen's personal weapons.
"Valen's says something different???" Bright sky blue eyes stared into fathomless coals.
"Hers says 'Chosen One'---" But all conversations ceased when a tall man wearing a white lab coat and scrubs walked through the waiting room doors. He looked at the couple seated and took a deep breath.
"Mr. and Mrs. Briefs?" They both nodded Vegeta wasn't about to argue over not having a last name.
"Well, your sister is in recover right now and will be moved to her own room in a few hours. She had some bleeding but we were able to stop it and aside from some scraps and bruises she will be just fine. However, we were unable to save the baby.
When she was admitted into surgery the fetus was already dead. We need to do an autopsy as to the cause of death. She was severally under nourished; and I'm guessing from the dark circles under her eyes that she didn't get much rest.
The post trauma of losing a baby is going to be enormous considering how young she is. I want either of you to call me or better yet bring her back in if she show any signs of depression."
Vegeta knew what the doctor was really trying say 'if she becomes mentally unstable and tries to kill herself bring her in for psychiatric evaluation and treatment'.
The doctor was going to inquire about the tail of his patient but decided against when he saw Vegeta's bristled out like a cat's and knew not to push his luck with the grumpy looking young man. He simply turned and left. Vegeta and Bulma stared off into space.
The prince didn't know how he was going to protect his sister he couldn't be in two places at once. Everything was happening so quickly but now that Valen wasn't pregnant maybe now he could start his plan. A smirk played across his lips.
/Yeah, that's right. Once I get through with Yamcha I'll deal with Branigan. Finding a suitable mate for Valencia will be no problem. No problem at all/ He chuckled to himself.
The other Z fighters didn't see the devilish look on Vegeta's face especially the one who was going to be in the middle of all his scheming.
~TBC~
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A/N: I researched some of my DBZ videos and found out that it's rejuvenation and not regeneration. Let me know what you think. Reviews please ^_~
Nemesis
Pairings: V/B
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own any DBZ characters. However, Valencia is mine.
Nemesis: I would like to say thank you for the wonderful reviews ^_~
/ Thoughts /
// Telepathy //
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A few days had past since Bulma told Vegeta about Valen's condition. He refused to let her out of his sight and protection especially after so many years that he thought that she was dead, which meant no hospitals. Now, he had to leave because that baka Kakarott had requested his presence for what reason he didn't know.
/Probably to spar or complain about that banshee wife of his/ Vegeta thought as he headed toward Bulma's lab to inform her of his departure.
To be truthful Vegeta really didn't have anything against Goku. The prince was just a little surprised when he had discovered that the third-class warrior was a SSJ and that his power level was evenly matched with his. Goku was like his best friend but you'll never hear him say that.
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"Okay, lets see now, um---Sai, generally this weapon is used in pairs" Bulma talked to herself as she did some research on the tattoo designed on Valen's arm. Her fingers danced rapidly across the computer's keyboard. Bulma had found some information on ancient fighting weapons called Sais.
What she originally thought were bullhorns are actually called the Wing or Yoku. The 'dagger' is called a Shaft or Monouchi. The wielder could actually throw the weapon or use it to counter a strike from the enemy.
Not hearing the lab door open Vegeta stood in the threshold.
"Woman, I'm going to Kakarott's to spar. I shouldn't be gone for more than two hours."
"Okay, Vegeta" She said over her shoulder not looking him. She was too busy working on her latest project.
As he leapt into the air a shadowy figure slipped into the house. The lab door was ajar wide enough for a small canister to glide in undetected.
::yawn:: "Man, I need some re-s----t" Bulma's head hit her workstation as the sleeping gas took effect.
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Vegeta touched down a few feet from Goku's house. He banged on the door just to piss-off Chi-Chi. He smirked at the thought.
The door suddenly swung open. "What do YOU want?" A not so happy looking Chi-Chi answered the door.
"I'm looking for Kakarott."
"His name is Goku!" Chi-Chi spat, clearly she hated it when he called her husband by that foreign name.
"Whatever. Is he here?" Vegeta growled.
"GOKU! YOUR SO-CALLED FRIEND WANTS TO SEE YOU!" Then Chi-Chi promptly slammed the door on Vegeta.
A few seconds later. "Hey Vegeta. What's going-on?" Goku asked putting his hand behind his head.
Vegeta snorted he always knew that Goku was a dork but honestly. "Don't tell me that you forgot."
"Um, forgot what?" The term 'lights on no body's home' came to mind as Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Kakarott you idiot! How dare you ask for me to come here and spar with you and---"
"Wait-a-minute Vegeta, I didn't ask you to spar with me today. Remember, I told you that Chi-Chi and I were going to the counselor today."
"Wha-what?! I received a message from you stating that you wanted to see me. Well, if you didn't then---"
The older Saiyan trailed off. Something wasn't right he turned quickly and blasted off heading toward CC with Goku right behind him.
Obviously some one wanted the Saiyan prince out of the house.
//Val!// Vegeta shouted mentally.
No response.
//Valencia!!//
Nothing.
"Vegeta?" Goku saw the worried express in friend's eyes.
"I just tried to contact Valen. She's either unconscious or asleep." He offered nothing else as to why his sister would not answer his call.
"I'm sure everything is fine. Bulma must have giving her a sedative to help Valen sleep."
Two blue streaks could been seen in the sky as people in the city went about their daily activities.
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The Saiyan warriors entered through the back door of the compound. Usually, Bulma's mother would be in the kitchen making something to eat for the power hungry prince, but as they entered they noticed that it was quiet. Too quiet.
"Vegeta???" Goku whispered.
"Yes, I know. Someone's been here."
"What's that smell?" Goku took a whiff, got dizzy and almost passed out.
"Don't breath deeply. Remember, our sense of smell is much more sensitive than humans." Vegeta instructed as they made their way to the lab down stairs.
They entered the lab quietly. Both noticed that the blue-haired genius was slumped over her desk. Vegeta went straight to her while Goku searched around the room.
"Wake-up woman!" The short Saiyan yelled with his arms crossed over his broad chest, but Bulma didn't budge. His brows scrunched together in mild concern as he shook her awake.
"Hmm, who? Wha-what? How long was I asleep?" Bulma asked while stretching and yawning.
"Don't know. Where's Valen?"
"She should be in her room. Why?" Bulma said still trying to shake off the grogginess.
"Kakarott and I where a---" Goku cut him off mid-sentence.
"Hey, Vegeta! Come look at this."
Bulma and Vegeta stared at the small canister. "That's a sleeping gas bomb." She explained. The trio looked in fascination at each other with the same question on their mind: Why would anyone go through so much trouble to knock out Bulma?
Goku took a slight whiff of the can and it was the same feeling he got when he and Vegeta were in the kitchen. "The whole compound must be filled with this stuff." He said.
Bulma went about activating all the air ducts to rid the compound of the sleepy substance. Goku and Vegeta made their way upstairs too check on Valen. By the time they reached her room clear air was circulating throughout CC. Now they were able to trace the scent of the person responsible for the invasion. Vegeta edged the door opened only find the room in shambles and the occupant gone.
"Dammit!" Vegeta cursed looking around the devastated room.
Goku stood there not knowing what to say to his friend as Vegeta cursed up a storm in a different language. "Vegeta---"
"What?!" Clearly he wasn't in the mood.
Someone took his sister and he's going to send them, whoever they are, to the other world and it wasn't going to satisfy his anger. He was going to obliterate them to HFIL.
"There's a note addressed to you" Vegeta approached the bed to see a note attached to the pillow. He snatched it and tore into the envelope.
[I have your sister Saiyan prince. If you ever want to see her again, alive and well. Turn over the woman. I'll keep in touch.]
And that's when he smelled the familiar faint scent of musk and sweat and--- women.
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A few miles way on the outskirts of town an abandoned warehouse was home to an unlikely pair. Bright gray eyes fluttered opened as everything came back into focus.
/Where the heck am I?/ Valen thought as intense cramping radiated from the center of her stomach and moved around to her back. It wasn't a good sign. She was already in desperate need of rest and to make matters worse she hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.
Accessing her predicament she first noted that she was somewhere in nomad's land. She didn't hear the noises that went along with the city. Second, she was tied to a very uncomfortable chair and being almost three months pregnant wasn't helping.
Third, she felt the power of the bracelets and the brand resonating and that was definitely wasn't a good sign. Her life was in danger and her body was responding to the need of protection even if it costs the life of her unborn child.
"I see that you're awake."
"Let me go!" She demanded, her anger masked. /Good he doesn't see the faint glow/
"No, sweetheart I can't do that. You see your brother is the reason why I have you."
"My brother? What does Vegeta has to do with this?" Confusion written across the young girl's face.
"He stole the one thing that I ever loved in the world and I want her back!" He closed the distance between them. He grabbed her roughly by the jaws squeezing them with his thumb and middle finger.
She choked back a sob. She wasn't going to show him any weakness.
"And if he doesn't give her back than I'll just take you."
"You're crazy" She stated as a lone tear slipped from her steel gray eyes.
"No, I'm not. I'm just a little pissed-off that that jerk took something that doesn't belongs to him." He spat, letting go of her face.
"You know Yamcha, if you let me go I promise that I'll make your death quick and painless, because if my brother gets a hold of you, you can bet that he won't be as merciful---"
He cut her off with his laughing. "I'm not worried about Veggiehead as long as I have you. He won't do anything that will endanger your life or that of your child's.
And as far as you killing me pause I don't think that you can. You couldn't defend yourself from some Saiyan warrior from trying to mate with you---and look what happened---" He pointed to the swell of her stomach before continuing with his taunt, "You got knocked-up, so 'Miss-I-am-queen- of-a-female-planet-that-kills-men' how are you gonna kill me." Striking his chest to make a point.
"If you don't release me, you will find out" She countered as the glow began to burn as her temper slowly rose.
As an answer Yamcha simply ignore her turning his back to her, but he had the feeling something was about to happen.
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The Saiyans looked at each other as Vegeta digested the information.
"Yamcha." He said the name to himself but Goku heard.
"What about Yamcha?" Goku was a little confused as to why Yamcha would do such a thing; but then again no one ever thought that he would hit Bulma.
"That bastard has my sister" Vegeta said grinding his teeth as he felt a stinging sensation fading in and out on his arm.
Goku was stunned speechless.
"That bastard has my sister and I'm going to kill him" He threatened.
"N-now, Vegeta---aren't you over reacting just a little" Goku felt the prince's ki going up and it was only a matter of time before he explodes, but Vegeta dismissed the third-class warrior. He was getting ready to take- off into the waning hours of the afternoon when suddenly, an energy wave crashed into them.
"Man, whose power was that?" Goku said, he felt the familiar ki before but couldn't remember where.
"That's Valen you dolt! Come on!" He grounded out. He also knew that Valen just tapped into her hidden power. He felt his left arm pulsing as if it was on fire. This was not good.
Yamcha was going die before he had the opportunity to kick his worthless hide. Well, he was just going to have to make sure the Valen didn't do that.
They didn't get far. Bulma rushed into the room. "Wait!"
"Hey, Bulma is everyone okay?" Goku asked.
"Yeah, everyone's fine. Where are you two headed?"
"We do not have time for this. What do you want woman?!"
Not beating around the bush she said, "I'm going with you."
"NO!" Vegeta yelled back. He didn't want her anywhere near that asshole Yamcha, but he wasn't telling her that.
"Oh, yes I am and if you want to continue using the GR you'll take me; and if you don't want to 'rough it' you'll take me!" Bulma smirked. Goku noticed that it kinda looked like Vegeta's when he's pleased about something. Scary.
Vegeta weighed his options. He should have killed her when he had the chance but noooo; he started thinking with his heart instead of his brain and going into heat wasn't helping either. He muttered a quick 'fine', and took off leaving Goku to carry the firecracker.
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Beads of sweat traveled down Valen's face she could feel the rush of blood through her veins. She could smell the lust to fight. It was only a matter of time before the transformation was complete. Even in battle the change only took a second, but since she pregnant it took longer and it excited her.
She wasn't going to hold back, she growled low in her throat. A burst of yellow light engulfed her. Yamcha stared wide-eyed as the girl broke free of her restraints. Snapping the ropes as if they were made of paper. She moved her hands slowly to cross them in front of her.
He saw the bracelets moving they uncurled from around her wrists moving into her hands that were poised as if they were holding onto something. They slithered up through her hands and formed what seem to be 'daggers' very long daggers. The ends were sharp no to mention the hilts were too.
The young matriarch stood there with blazing teal eyes burning a hole through her captor. Yamcha took a cautious step back. "I told you to let me go. Now feel my wrath!"
She charged him. She twirled the weapons in a figure eight motion sweeping across Yamcha's chest shredding his orange gi. He took several swings at her not landing a single punch. She's fast just as fast as Goku and that arrogant Vegeta.
He grabbed onto her wrist trying to pry the weapons from her hand. "Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn't do that if I were you."
They danced mid-air, "Oh, yeah! Scared that someone else will kill you with your own toys?"
She smiled like a maniac. "Let's just say that you'll get a real nasty charge."
She caste the weapons to the floor. Both impaled the ground with a shattering slink. Hairline fractures pulsed like a heart monitor bleep racing up the wall and crackling the air. Engaging her enemy once again she delivered a kick to his stomach. As he was bent over clutching his sides Valen came down with her elbow right between his should blades.
Yamcha landed on the warehouse's ground floor next the weapons. At the same time the other Z fighters showed up with a very pissed off Saiyan prince. No, take that back a pissed-off Super Saiyan prince. Vegeta glided over to Valen, who was panting heavily.
"You're going to keel over. You need to power down." He stated trying to soothe her anger.
"I'm not finished yet, my prince." She smirked as she dove down to the limp body on the ground.
A blur of gold appeared in front of her before she could strike Yamcha again.
"Power down and leave that scum to me." He commanded.
"NO! I-I will not be taken advantage of again Vegeta! I---ahh" She clenched her jaws together as a sharp cramp racked her body.
"VALENCIA!" Vegeta yelled. She floated down to the ground level and fell over into his arms. Bulma ran over to them to look her over.
Bulma looked at Vegeta with sad blue eyes. "We need to get her to the hospital now, Vegeta."
He gave a sharp nod, leaving Bulma to care for Valen, and grabbed Yamcha by the throat. "Your lucky again weakling. Once I am finished with my sister needs I will be tracking your sorry ass down. Be prepared, you have a one way ticket to oblivion."
Vegeta let go and scooped-up Valen. She turned teal eyes to her brother. "I'm losing the baby Veg." A small smile slipped to her pale lips.
He was about to comment when, "LOOK OUT!" They were shoved to the ground.
"Kakarott you better have a good---"
Yamcha for all he was worth grabbed hold to the weapons beside him but once he touched them a bolt of golden electricity surge through him. After a minute or so he was thrown back from the awesome force knocking him unconscious.
"What the heck are those things?" Krillin asked, patting off dust from the strong winds that the weapons created.
Vegeta shifted his burden to Goku. He reached out and plucked each one from their concrete prison. Walking back to Valen his cross her arms over her chest and placed each weapon in her hand (without staking Goku in the process). Valen glowed as they returned to bracelets on her wrists.
The prince picked-up Bulma and said, "Those are the weapons of Valentinus: Twin Fighting Sais. Only royalty with the markings of the Sai can touch them."
Everyone leaped into the air heading to the nearest hospital leaving Yamcha to fend for him self. On the way there Bulma was a little curious about what Vegeta told them back at the warehouse.
"Vegeta"
"Hn"
"How could you touch the Sais? You and Valen would have to have the same mother and father, right?" Vegeta remained tight-lipped.
They landed entering the hospital's emergency wing. Valen was already taken into surgery. The nurse accosted Vegeta and Bulma for them to fill out admittance forms. He didn't feel like filling out anything so he left that up to the woman. As they sat in the waiting room area Vegeta answered her question.
"No."
"Hmm, what's that?" She was a little lost as to why he would say that out of the blue.
"Valen and I do not need to have the same parents. It was prophesized years ago that I would have a sister. Also I would be able to help her whenever the need arises. No one ever imagined that she would be half Saiyan.
We were born on the same day just five years apart. When I turned eighteen and she turned thirteen she went through what's called Trial By Fire or a Coming of Age Rite. Anyway, she passed all the required tests and in the end she was branded by the gods of her world." He opened himself to reveal a small part of his past. He stopped for a moment remembering the pain of that day.
"The gods deemed her worthy of possessing half of her power. The other half came from within her. Hot fire blazed through her flesh scorching and burning. Being hit with a ki blast was child's play compared to that type of heat.
Because of our connection, I felt what she was going through. The pain was so unbearable I'd pass out. From what I was told my personal guards, Nappa and Raditz found me in the training arena. I actually woke-up the next day in the rejuvenation tank [1]. Later, I was in my room getting ready to take a shower when I found this on my arm."
He rolled up his short sleeve spandex top to reveal.
"Oh.my.gosh! Vegeta---that's the same mark on Valen's arm" Sure enough the symbol of the Sais crossed over each other with the same lettering beneath it.
"But hers isn't on her left arm?" He shook his head.
"Vegeta, what does it say?" Bulma traced the strange words with the tip of her index finger before he grabbed her hand. The sensation of her touch was arousing and he couldn't lose control here.
"I guess the gods has a sense of humor since we are each others opposite hers is on her right arm. For whatever reason it's written in my naïve tongue 'Protector of the Chosen One'."
The other Z warriors listened quietly as the proud prince explained why his was able to touch Valen's personal weapons.
"Valen's says something different???" Bright sky blue eyes stared into fathomless coals.
"Hers says 'Chosen One'---" But all conversations ceased when a tall man wearing a white lab coat and scrubs walked through the waiting room doors. He looked at the couple seated and took a deep breath.
"Mr. and Mrs. Briefs?" They both nodded Vegeta wasn't about to argue over not having a last name.
"Well, your sister is in recover right now and will be moved to her own room in a few hours. She had some bleeding but we were able to stop it and aside from some scraps and bruises she will be just fine. However, we were unable to save the baby.
When she was admitted into surgery the fetus was already dead. We need to do an autopsy as to the cause of death. She was severally under nourished; and I'm guessing from the dark circles under her eyes that she didn't get much rest.
The post trauma of losing a baby is going to be enormous considering how young she is. I want either of you to call me or better yet bring her back in if she show any signs of depression."
Vegeta knew what the doctor was really trying say 'if she becomes mentally unstable and tries to kill herself bring her in for psychiatric evaluation and treatment'.
The doctor was going to inquire about the tail of his patient but decided against when he saw Vegeta's bristled out like a cat's and knew not to push his luck with the grumpy looking young man. He simply turned and left. Vegeta and Bulma stared off into space.
The prince didn't know how he was going to protect his sister he couldn't be in two places at once. Everything was happening so quickly but now that Valen wasn't pregnant maybe now he could start his plan. A smirk played across his lips.
/Yeah, that's right. Once I get through with Yamcha I'll deal with Branigan. Finding a suitable mate for Valencia will be no problem. No problem at all/ He chuckled to himself.
The other Z fighters didn't see the devilish look on Vegeta's face especially the one who was going to be in the middle of all his scheming.
~TBC~
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A/N: I researched some of my DBZ videos and found out that it's rejuvenation and not regeneration. Let me know what you think. Reviews please ^_~
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