Sorry for the delay, but I've had to do like a LOT of major assignments within the past few weeks, and not much time to write my precious story (tear). Not cool. So here's Crawling:

Chapter 5: Crawling

Within a few months, Vegeta was able to gain Chester's trust back. After all, the latter did just witness his best friend killing someone who was, although not in a good way, close to him. Chester had resolved to keep silent about Vegeta's inhuman skills, though mainly from the fear that he could be next if he let anything slip. The public had not been able to identify the two vicgtim's killers as the murders were in secluded areas and the evidence was burned away, any trace that may have been left in the forest was burnt by the forest fire Vegeta had unknowingly started. Of course Chester's mother was questioned for being a close relative (as much as he hated to admit it), but they had no knowledge that he had even left the house that night.

Vegeta and Chester were eventually accepted in the school with the start of a new year; well actually the two had taken over Corey's old position and made friends with his old friends.

Today Chester could be seen walking home and laughing with one of his new companions, Kevin, a short man who liked to shave his head often. They soon parted ways as Chester leisurely walked to his house, enjoying the sunshine the day presented him. As he entered his small bungalow, he noticed that the house was much quieter than normal. Not even his evil cat had made a move to attack him, or seemed to be in the house. Brushing the uneasy feeling off, he made himself a 'small' snack of salsa and nacho-y goodness. A sticky note on the refrigerator caught his attention, and he realized that he was home alone until dinner at least as his sister was at her friend's house. This was rewarded with a silent victory gesture.

A sudden knock at the door caused Chester to groan. He was about to go out in his backyard and enjoy his above-ground pool that was rarely used, and intended to steal what was left of summer. After the second more persistent knock, he released his food and answered the unwanted visitor.

The man on the other side was much taller than Chester's stature, his brown eyes piercing into Chester's grey. He was used to such intimidation from Vegeta, so he stared back defiantly. After a few seconds Chester asked, "Can I help you?"

"Yes," the man answered in a thick Australian accent, "I've been informed that you know of someone named Vegeta, recently orphaned?"

"And who would you be?"

The man pulled firmly at his business suit and replied, "I'm with his foster agency. There was a mix up with the papers and we have lost his current address. Do you know where he lives?"

Chester took in the man's powerful aura surrounding him. Something about the male was making him question the safety of himself, and he knew that giving Vegeta's location away would definitely turn out horrible. He feigned thinking and sighed, "No, sorry. I've heard of him but don't know much about him." He started to shut the door when the visitor swiftly held it open. "Dude, I don't know this Vegeta guy," he said harshly and tried to close the door again, but the man held it firmly open.

"Oh but I think you do," he said as he backhanded Chester, who flew into the opposite wall with a gasp. The impact caused the wind to be knocked out of him and he fell to the ground. What, how, he threw me into a wall from a slap?! Arg where's that devil when you need him... he thought dizzily. He faintly heard the door close and looked up to see the attacker leave. Inhaling deeply, Chester raced to the phone, ignoring the pain in his back, and dialed Vegeta's newly acquired cell phone number.

"Hey Veg? I think we have a problem..."

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A short time later, Vegeta briskly walked into Chester's house, prepared to tell him off for interrupting his time with Valerie, but was jolted to a stop by the cracked and crumbling wall in front of him. He looked around to locate his friend, and found him lounging on the couch leaning on an ice pack. "So nice of you to join me," Chester exclaimed and ended with a grunt of pain.

"What happened here?" Vegeta questioned.

Chester shifted a bit to get ice on another part of his back. "Some guy came here looking for you, was probably stronger than you and threw me into that lovely wall."

"Well if he's gone now-" Vegeta was interrupted again with a rumble and shake of the ground. Once the ground stopped moving, Vegeta walked over to the window and glanced outside. "Oh wow..."

Another rumble caused Chester to jump up and see what Vegeta had seen. Outside, smoke could be seen bellowing up beyond Chester's street. A third boom erupted from the ground, which seemed to be closer than the last two and the duo watched a building collapse. "Those are getting closer to us, Vegeta..."

"Time to go."

The pair moved out of the house, with Chester hunched over, and sped away from the destruction. "Do you think it's the same person as my visitor?" Chester asked after some time, the noises becoming quieter.

Vegeta shrugged. "Maybe he's in league with some other people. Why would they want me though?"

"For one, you've killed two people in the last year. Secondly, you can fire energy balls out of your hands. And-"

"Okay, I get it."

Vegeta became aware of two dots in the sky getting increasing closer to them. At first he thought they were birds, but as the objects flew closer he realized it was people flying not too far overhead. Well, they looked humanoid enough to be people. "Get behind that fence Chester," he said in a low tone. His companion was grateful for the rest. He quickly walked to a fence separating two lots nearby and sat down against it with a sigh. Vegeta, on the other hand, pressed himself against the wood fence and watched the two fly overhead, thankful for the tree and bushes around them.

As they got within Vegeta's earshot, for he learned from experience of high pitched sounds that he had sensitive hearing, he started listening in to the humans.

"… well I think Frieza's going to send that message that he was talking about earlier to the authorities today," the first one said, sounding like he had too much saliva in his undersized mouth.

"Finally! This planet's air is too dirty," replied the second one. "Besides, that Saiyan can't run too far. I doubt he even knows of his abilities yet."

The two shared a laugh as they flew overhead, disrupting the wind enough to blow the duo on the ground back a few feet. The creatures in the air didn't notice the yelp Chester made as Vegeta slammed both of them on the ground. Groaning, mainly from the blonde, the two pulled themselves to their feet. Scanning the air again, Vegeta figured the area was safe enough for the time being to plot their next move. He leaned his head back against the fence, thinking back to what the aliens' had been talking about. So they are looking for something, but speak of it like something that they made… Saiyan, why does that sound familiar? he thought. "What is going on here," Vegeta muttered to himself.

"What are you mumbling?" Chester asked him, "You're starting to sound like those ... I don't even know what to call them."

Vegeta frowned. "You didn't hear what they said?"

Chester stared at his friend like he had been talking backwards. "Yea, but it was some guttural language. How would I understand that?" Vegeta focused on the ground, wondering why he could understand the things as if they were speaking English, yet Chester couldn't. He started to rub his temples. This day is getting so weird.

A violent crash sounded near them, followed by a slight shockwave, almost making Vegeta and Chester lose their balance again. "What the hell is happening? Is the city under random attack or something?" Chester yelled over the booms of buildings and trees collapsing.

"Not the city, the planet," Vegeta responded. Chester gave him a questioning look. "Don't ask how I know, but they're looking for a Saiyan thing, I know the meaning behind that word but I don't know what is it, and they're 'leader' is going to send a message of some kind (most likely a threat) to the world's leaders to try and find this thing."

Chester continued to stare at him. "You're really starting to scare me now. I... I don't want anything to do with this. I'm going home." He spun around and briskly started to walk away.

"You can't. You've talked to them and they know who you are."

Chester stopped after this statement, realizing the seriousness of the situation the invaders put them in. He slowly turned back to Vegeta, his face in deep distress, and said, "We're on the run."