-1Can't Rain All The Time
Chapter 8
Son?!!
By
Bulma
Vegeta sat in his cell, meditating the whole time. He was mostly angry with himself for even leaving the room. He was angry that he could not defeat those guards or even O-Ren. And mostly he was angered that he might have endangered Bulma and those who have saved them. He beat himself up, the voice in his mind attacking his every flaw; calling him weak, worthless. It tore at him; a raging storm of emotions, crawling underneath his skin. Yet, on the outside, emotionless as a rock. Tall, strong, and cold. Impenetrable by any outside force. So in seething anger, he sat in deep silence.
O-Ren sat and watched the Prince, waiting impatiently for the guards to return with the other missing piece of her prize. She sat back in her chair and drummed her manicured finger tips on the arm rests. She waited and waited as the clock slowly ticked to her. Her salvation came in the form of a guard 1 ½ hour later. The door opened and he walked in. He did his ritual of bowing before given permission to rise. "Where are they?" she demanded. " I am sorry your highness, but we could not locate them. We believe they may not be on the ship." The guard told her. O-Ren was livid. Her beautiful face transformed to something ugly and bitter. "Find them! Do not stop until they are found! No man will rest until they are brought before me! Send out word of this and make it known throughout the galaxy. They will not be safe in this universe!" she calmly told him.
The guard bowed before the Empress. "Very well Empress. Your command will be fulfilled. I will see to it that your toys are returned." The guard bowed once more and took off. O-Ren stood up and smoothed her grown of elegant gold. "All right my little Hybrid, you want to play; we'll play all right." She hissed to herself. She stood up and made her way to the cells.
A door was slammed opened and O-Ren stormed in and slammed the door behind her. Vegeta opened his eyes and watched her stomp before him; before his cell. She slammed her hands on the bars and glared at him with such a fire in her eyes. "Where are they?!" she demanded of him. "What's it to you?" O-Ren gritted her teeth at the disrespectful Prince. "He's too much like you! Now I don't care of you fucking live or die, but you will tell me where the hell they are!" She screamed at him, unlike her usual cool demeanor.
Trunks's disappearance really got under her skin. Vegeta silently stood up and met her gaze, staring at her with his cold, emotionless eyes. Only thing separating him from her grasp her supple neck and squeezing the life out of her was those stupid bars. "I don't have to do anything you stupid bitch. What makes you think I'll tell you a goddamn word? I am the Prince of all Saiyans and I don't take shit from anyone; not from the fucking Woman and certainly not from some stupid, spoilt, little god complex whore as yourself. You want to find them, then do it yourself. But I'll be damned if I fucking give into your demanded. I didn't for Frieza, I won't for you." his voice dripping with malice.
"How dare you disrespect me! I will make you regret those words!!" she yelled at him and grabbed her electrical whip that was at her hip. "Go ahead, I've had scum lower than you do so much more worse to me." he smiled at her anger. O-Ren stepped back and returned the whip to her hip once more. Her soft, sultry laughter filled the cells. Vegeta did not move. "Fools, I will not let you get under my skin. I have information that will break you." she laughed so more. For a fraction of a second, Vegeta let his wall down and almost appeared shocked.
Fortunately, O-Ren took no notice and Vegeta's icy walls were put up once more. "Vile bitch, how dare you think you can scare me! You are nothing but a whore trying to taint my mind! Well, I will not listen to your lies! IF you will not let me leave and then I have no business with you. So leave me the fuck alone!" O-Ren stopped laughing. "Such vulgarity! I am the Empress of the universe and no respect! I could end your life if I even just breathed the word. Are you not terrified?" she asked.
"Terrified?! Don't make me laugh! The Prince of all Saiyans does not get afraid of a spoilt child's threat!" Vegeta laughed heartedly in her face. O-Ren smiled back at him sweetly for she knew what she would say next would wipe that smirk clean off his face. "Well your Son might state differently. After all, that is why he ran away and not stayed to protect his only Father." Vegeta was not prepared for that kind of shock. His eyes narrowed at the new information.
"You lie!" he bellowed and slammed his fists against the bars. O-Ren chuckled. "So now you want to know? Well, lets exchange information, shall we? You tell me your secrets, and I'll tell you mine." she spoke softly and pulled up a chair to sit in front of the enraged Prince. Vegeta removed himself from the bars and began to quickly pace in the small confinement. "You don't know where they are, do you?" she asked, her smile increasing. She got under his skin now and she was slowly making him ponder and question her statements.
"His name is Prince Trunks Vegeta Briefs. The son of Bulma Briefs and yourself. I found him lying in a pool of both you and Miss. Briefs blood at the age of 4. He showed so much great potentional as a young child. It was hilarious that you both were killed at the hands of Frieza's Father. But it was he who killed him. King Kold was such a good allied to the very end. He gave me the greatest weapon in the whole galaxy, your son." she laughed at the story.
Vegeta didn't know what to think. He had a son. He sired his heir with the loud mouthed harpy and he actually raised a family with her. Then now he died? The vile woman made him weak…but wait, did he actually believe all of this? Did it really make that much sense to him? Vegeta continued his pace, his mind not sure of what to think of this time. Did he or did he not believe O-Ren?
"What's the matter? Monkey confused at what to think?" she asked him in a babyish voice as she rested her elegant chin in the palm of her hand and gazed at him in amusement. Vegeta stopped and glared at her. "Lies! I don't believe you!" he bellowed. His anger had gotten the best of him as it shook the walls. O-Ren was not fazed on bit by the sign of anger. "Believe me or not, I really don't care which you do. I am speaking of a hard, cold fact and the business of you accepting that or not is something you are going to have to square with someday. However, if you want further proof, why don't you ask him when you see him again. Just take a look into the locket around his neck." O-Ren stood up and began to walk off, leaving Vegeta to his thoughts.
-Trunks!-
"Bulma, you are not the only one with a time machine. We've been planning on going to the past someday to fix this mess." Trunks explained to his Mother. "But, what about here?" "Lets face it Bulma, there is nothing here for us. Dad is right, it's time for us to head into the past." Sanshi voiced her opinion. Bulma thought and nodded in agreement. She definatly saw things her way. Then something dawned on Bulma. "Wait, how did we get here?!"
The small family laughed at Bulma's late realization. "It's called Instant Transmission. It teleports you to anywhere in the universe. Sanshi and Trunks can do it. That is how we got here." Venux told her. "Oh…" Bulma looked at the family around her. She felt so confused and out of place. Bulma sadly looked at the nice, plush carpeting. "I want to go home…" she mumbled. "We know you do; and we all are going to go with you." Sanshi sat by Bulma on and the ground and hugged her. "Sanshi, I think it's time you go and get Vegeta." Trunks spoke. Everyone looked to Trunks.
"Are you sure Dad?" Sanshi asked him. "Yeah, he's alone right now and no one will come find him. So go get him right now." Trunks told her. Sanshi stood up and dusted herself off. "See you in a few seconds!" she smiled and in a flash she was gone.
-Vegeta!-
He sat down on his cot. It had been an hour since O-Ren left him to his thoughts.. He wondered if she would ever come back. His mind demanded answers. He still was numb from the shock. He wanted to deny all of it. He wanted to believe that O-Ren stated was all lies. But deep down he knew or at least needed to know. He had to get out of this damn cell. He needed to see his son, hell even the Woman . He had to know.
"Damn bitch! How dare she make me question myself!" Vegeta seethed. Suddenly, he saw a flash before him and his Granddaughter appear. Vegeta's jaw dropped at the site of her. "Vegeta, quickly! Take my hand! You have to get out of here!" Sanshi excitedly told him. Vegeta stood up calmly. "Where are the others?" he asked. "We are safely on Earth right now. Dad is still injured though. We have to get going!" Vegeta went numb at the relationship between himself and Sanshi fully sunk in. He was looking at his 16 year old Granddaughter. Vegeta couldn't gather the words to say. Sanshi took this opportune moment to grab him. They traveled back to Earth and no one was the wiser of where the Prince of all Saiyans had disappeared to.