A Chance of a Lifetime – Chapter 36
They appeared back on the Kai's planet, Trista letting out a groan as she fell backwards, completely exhausted. The fighters slowly came too around her. She kept her eyes closed, sighing a little as her hair returned to normal. Trista grunted as someone fell on her, and she opened her eyes. Her eyes met those of her sons'. A sob erupted from her throat, and she hugged him tightly against her. He started struggling after a minute.
"Mom! You're embarrassing me in front of the other guys!"
She chuckled, finally letting go. Another grunt escaped as Milae grabbed her in a hug, trapping her arms beside her. He let her go after she swatted at him, taking a big breath before getting up. Not wasting a moment, she stalked towards Baba.
"All right witch! Hand me that damn ball so we can see what's going on!"
Baba narrowed her eyes. "Young lady! Haven't you ever heard of the word please!?"
"No!" Trista stated, grabbing it from beneath her and setting it on the ground. Snickers rose from the group as the small woman landed on the ground, a scream coming from her. Trista ignored them, glaring back at the witch.
"Get your ass over here and show us. Now!"
"Mom! Be nice!"
Trista glared at Milae, before turning back and eying the small woman.
"Fine," she said loudly. "Get over here and show us and I won't kill you," she snapped, her hands balling at her sides.
Everyone heard Milae sigh, a hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He looked up after a moment, narrowing his eyes on his mother.
"You spend way too much time with dad!" he stated, crossing his arms and strolling over. Everyone joined as Baba floated over, a frown on her face. She glared at the strong female next to her, before waving her hands in front of the ball. A second later, a picture formed. They all leaned in to watch.
Trista jumped up, hours later, grabbing both her sons' hands. She shouted for everyone to make a connection, before disappearing. She took them to the planet the otherworld tournament is held on, sinking down to look at the ball again. The two men and Buu had appeared within seconds of them leaving. The fight with Buu was still showing, and she grabbed the ball, swallowing as Vegeta stepped up. The others gathered around her, their eyes on the ball. Slowly others joined them, soon a massive crowd gathered, wanting to know the outcome of the enormous battle. Trista had to shout for everyone to shut up twice, before the noise died down, her gaze never leaving the scene inside the witch's ball.
"Vegeta," she whispered, watching him power up.
His voice floated over the air a few moments later.
"People of earth, lift up your arms and give us your energy," Vegeta voice was low, and he sounded angry. Trista immediately stood up and lifted her arms, her family doing the same around her. She narrowed her eyes and glared at the kai as he continued to look around, but he quickly lifted his own hands when he caught her look, swallowing. They all watched the ball, Vegeta's face scrunching a little when barely any energy formed above Goku. They heard the prince again.
"People of earth," he paused for a moment, before lifting his head and yelling. "Give us your energy or you're all going to die!"
A chuckle escaped from Trista, and she bit her lip. She knew it wasn't a laughing matter, but he looked so funny jumping up and down. King Kai's voice floated out of the ball as he spoke across from them.
"Perhaps it would be better if Mr. Satan did it! After all, his is the people's 'champ'."
"Fine" they heard Vegeta mutter, glaring at the man that appeared beside him.
"I get to help!?" the burly man asked, some of them snickering at the scared spit-less look on his face.
Vegeta nodded, and the man smiled a little.
"People of earth!" he said loudly. You could tell he was reverting to his showmanship as his voice got stronger. "This is your champ. Please lift up your hands. We need your help!"
They watched in the ball as he looked at Vegeta, raising his brows.
"Uh, was that good enough?" Mr. Satan asked, his voice trembling a bit.
Vegeta nodded, before jerking his head to the side. Mr. Satan ran away, hiding behind a rock. The massive ball of energy above Goku increased in size a little, but Trista could tell it wasn't big enough yet. She watched, swallowing, as her husband engaged Buu in an intense fight, keeping him away from Goku as the taller saiyan created a massive spirit bomb. A sob escaped as she watched the prince get beaten, getting up slower each time. They all watched him get out of the crater, holding his arm. He was saying something to the monster, but she didn't pay attention to it, just narrowed her gaze on his face, watching his features. She let out a cry and her arms fell as the prince hit the ground, Buu putting a foot on his back. They all could tell he had nothing left. Trista jerked to attention, putting two fingers to her forehead. Someone smacked her hand away. She looked over with a growl.
"Milae! What the fuck! I have to get to him!"
She watched her older son clench his jaw. "Mom," he bit out, "don't."
"I have to help!" she shouted, desperation entering her eyes. "I have to!" she whispered, looking back at the ball. She put her hand to her forehead again as Buu formed a purple ball of energy in his palm. Within seconds, she was gone.
She was running as she appeared, smashing into majin Buu. They both went flying sideways, the ball of energy dissipating as they slammed the ground. She powered up as she landed on him, grabbing his throat. Trista held him there, punching him across the face when he tried to get up. She jerked her head to the side, sending an outraged look to Goku.
"Now Dammit!" she screamed, watching him frown. She punched the monster again, her lip curling as he tried to throw her off. She pinned him down, a growl coming from her.
"Do it!" Trista screamed again, not looking up.
"I'm sorry Trista!" Goku yelled. She felt herself tense up. "I can't do it!"
Her head jerked up, a look of rage on her face. "Do it, Damn you!"
Everyone watched around the universe with wide eyes. They all waited to see what Goku would do. They saw him hesitate.
Trista powered up further, digging her fingers into Buu's neck, gritting her teeth. Hurry the fuck up Goku! What are you waiting for!? She closed her eyes, looking away from the monster. She felt someone lay a large hand on her. Her eyes popped open. They widened at the sight of fat Buu beside her, frowning.
"Buu take over," it stated, quickly grabbing the small monster underneath her. The round pink thing quickly flung her away as it held the monster down. She could feel the sizzle of the spirit bomb as it got closer, her body hitting the ground with a thud. She opened her eyes. She scrambled away, gasping. It was inches from her face. She quickly got up, running over to Vegeta. She grabbed his arm, trying to pull him away. She grunted, looking down at her husband.
"What the hell have you been eating Vegeta!?"
She turned and caught sight of Mr. Satan. She narrowed her eyes, yelling at him.
"Get your ass over here and help!"
She watched him gulp, glaring at the cowardly man. He picked Vegeta up, carrying him over one shoulder. Trista looked back up at Goku. She gritted her teeth. He had his hand out, talking.
"Stop fucking talking and do it, Goku!" she screamed, watching him power up even more and grabbed his outstretched arm with the other. He let out a yell, and the ball moved, encompassing the terror that had almost wiped out their existence. She turned her head, squeezing her eyes closed. Putting two fingers to her forehead, she glanced at her husband once more, before returning to her children. She felt Milae put his arm around her as she appeared beside him, her other two boys wrapped their arms around her legs as they watched the spirit bomb hit its target, dispersing within seconds. She hugged her family tighter, a tear rolling down her face as she watched Vegeta get up, walking a few feet before slamming the ground again. Goku lifted a thumb up, landing in front of the prince. Trista felt a smile spread across her face as Vegeta looked up, a small smile on his lips as he did the same. The two men were soon laughing. She figured it was from relief...or disbelief. She glanced over, her eyes narrowing on the elder kai standing on the other side of the group. She let her arm fall from Milae, moving away from her family as she strolled over, crossing her arms. She stopped in front of the old man, ignoring the curious glances she was getting from everyone. Trista narrowed her eyes some more, a frown appearing on her face. The elder kai eyed her warily, keeping his hands clasped behind him. Everyone watched as a small smile suddenly appeared on the woman warriors face, before she bent down. And to everyone's astonishment, she kissed the man on the cheek. Trista straightened, a smirk appearing as the man went beet red, before turning and walking back over to her boys. She ignored their wide eyed stares as she transported herself and the rest of the group to the lookout.
A cry left Trista as someone bony and short slammed into her. She went stumbling back, her arms flailing. There were snickers coming from a few people as she landed on her butt.
"Get the hell off me Blue! Damn woman! Did I ever tell you you have the grip of a viper!?"
She scrambled up as soon as the woman got off, shooting her a look before slowly smiling. She hugged her back.
"It's great to see you to, Bulma," she said softly, raising an eyebrow as the woman started blubbering. Trista stepped back, looking around for some help. No one stepped forward. Yamcha and Tien raised their hands, backing away. Milae and Piccolo smirked. She glared at all of them as the woman cried on her shoulder. Trista patted her on the back, sighing.
"Why is my wife crying?"
They all jerked their heads around. Goku and Vegeta stood behind them, looking worn out and exhausted. With a cry, Trista went running. Everyone watched as she rushed passed them, listening in amusement as the prince grunted as she barreled into him. He slammed the floor, another grunt coming from him as his back hit the tile. The fighters chuckled.
"Damn woman! What are you trying to do!? Kill me!"
The prince groaned, laying his hands on the small of her back. The fighters looked away as she sat up, straddling Vegeta's waist. They heard Trunks and Reyes speak, loudly.
"Eeeeewwww! Mom! Dad! That's gross!"
The fighters looked back, snickering. The two were kissing. Everyone looked away as Goku sighed, closing his eyes.
"You guys," he whined, "could you do that later!?"
Everyone noticed the two ignored him. The taller man rolled his eyes, walking up to Bulma. He cupped her neck, studying her for a moment before putting his arms around her. Everyone glanced back briefly. Vegeta and Trista were still at it. They all shifted uncomfortably, looking away. Finally, Milae's voice cut through the silence.
"Mom!" he practically shouted, "Dad!"
The two broke apart, looking up.
"What!?" Vegeta snapped, narrowing his eyes.
"You have an audience," the older Trunks ground out.
They watched Vegeta lift a brow. "So!" he said simply, resting his hands on Trista's waist. "Maybe they'll learn something."
He grunted when Trista punched him in the shoulder, glaring down at him before standing. She stayed over him for a minute, narrowing her eyes when he smirked, looking up at her. She finally moved, strolling back over to everyone with her hands on her hips. They watched in amusement as Vegeta stood, stalking over to her. She let out a yelp as he grabbed her around the waist.
"Hey-"
The two disappeared.
Everyone was quiet for a moment, before bursting out laughing. Goku and Milae's faces went beet red, looking away from the spot in embarrassment. The fighters all looked to Goku as he sighed, glancing up at the sky and closing his eyes. He lowered his head after a few minutes, glancing at everybody before looking down at his family. A small smile appeared on his face.
"Let's go home."
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this journey! Please, if you have time, check out my other stories!