Hold the Phone!
Goku has a Sister!?
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It came back. She had only closed her eyes for a moment, before the demon appeared again. This time it bit her arm, ignoring her thrashing and screaming. She watched in terror as it licked at her blood, staining its face and neck. She tried to get away, but his hold on her never relented, the talons digging into her wrist feeling like they were going to snap her bones. She watched in horror as he licked her arm again, before she was yanked out of whatever plane she was in. She stayed still, her body shaking and her breathing ragged. Vegeta was beside her, gently moving the hair away from her face. She stared at him, not really sure if this was a dream or reality. She blinked up at him, her eyes huge. She could feel the coldness in her, the feeling of ice rushing through her body making goosebumps rise. She shivered again, staying as still as could be. Her husband said something to her, but she couldn't desipher it, her hearing seemed to have diminished, his voice sounding like nothing but a whirring sound. She took in a shuddering breath, her body still stiff as a board. He touched something on her arm, and she looked down. A bite mark marred her skin, the puncture wounds oozing blood before it trickled and stained her nightgown. She stared at it blankly, before looking at Vegeta. His eyes had gone wide, his face ashen. She looked away, staring at the wall. Maybe now he would believe her. She felt him move, his voice barely registering in her ears. She glanced back at him after a moment. He looked like he was expecting her to say something. She didn't. Studying him for another moment, she finally got the courage to move, slowly sitting up and curling her legs closer to her. She heard the man say something again, and looked at him. His eyes narrowed, a frown appeared on his face. She blinked at him.
"Kenya," the prince said quietly. "What the hell is going on?"
She looked away, finally glancing back at...Vegeta. That gave her pause. Why did she have to think of his name? She stared, wide eyed at him for a moment, before taking a huge breath.
"I don't know."
The prince studied her for another moment, before grabbing her and setting her on his lap. She wrapped her arms around him, her brows furrowing a little. Why did she feel like this was somewhat foreign? What was going on?
"Why do I feel like this is new?" she whispered.
Vegeta looked down at her, perplexed. What the hell is she talking about? The woman can't be talking about me...holding her...could she? He studied her for another moment, before lifting a hand and cupping her cheek.
"What are you talking about Kenya?"
She blinked at him. That's my name, right? She seemed to stare inward for a moment, before finally moving and meeting his gaze. She didn't say anything, just wrapped her arms back around his neck and clung to him. Her body shivered, the man's body heat comforting to her seemingly iced veins. He held her for most of the night, finally falling asleep to him running his fingers slowly through her hair. She had quiet dreams this time.
What the hell is going on? Why did Kenya look at me as if she didn't know who I was? She had looked perplexed, as if she was trying to place me! Is something slowly erasing her memories? Vegeta felt his insides quiver with fear. Is that what she was talking about, that something was already harming her? What the fuck is entering her mind and trying to dispel her memories!? He took a shuddering breath, reaching his fathers' chambers and, not waiting for an answer, strolled right in. The King was sitting in a chair by the fire, swirling a glass of wine. He was studying the fire intently, Goku sitting opposite him with a worried expression marring his face. He looked up as Vegeta entered, questions in his eyes. Vegeta stopped at the table in between them, staring at the fire for a moment before speaking.
"It's getting worse," he said softly, swallowing with difficulty. He saw Kakkarot stand out of the corner of his eye. He waited for a moment before continuing.
"She seemed to...not know who I was...for a moment."
The prince saw his father and Kakkarot jerk in surprise, before his father got up and set the glass down. They studied him, but he kept his eyes on the crackling fire, not really feeling the heat coming off it. He finally looked over, meeting the King's gaze.
"I don't know what the hell's going on."
No one said anything. Goku finally left without a word, muttering that he was going to see his sister. Vegeta slowly walked over and sat down in the now vacant chair. He studied the floor, listening with half an ear as his dad moved, coming to stand beside him. He finally looked up.
"Do you have any idea who could do something like that? Who could..." the King looked away for a moment, gritting his teeth, before looking back down at his son. "Who could enter someone's dream state and...practically wipe their memories?"
The King watched his son turn away, staring at the floor again, his jaw clenching. The prince's hands tightened around the arms of the chair, his fingers white.
"Yes."
The King jerked in surprise, sitting down on the coffee table and staring at his son. "Who?"
Vegeta finally lifted his head, meeting his fathers eyes. "Babidi," he spat, his eyes seeming to lose all emotion.
The King's brows narrowed for a moment before he spoke. "You mean that wizard you told me about?" He waited for his son to nod. "But didn't you guys kill him?"
Vegeta slowly nodded again, his gaze inward as he tried to think of some other reason this could be happening.
He couldn't think of any.
Swallowing, he slowly stood up, ignoring his father's gaze and stalking back towards his own chambers. He stopped, when he got to the foot of his own bed, and studied the woman lying there. Kakkarot was in a chair beside it, one he had put there to use to watch over his wife. Neither said anything, Goku glancing at him briefly before returning his gaze to his sister. Kenya lay on her back, her belly protruding out above her. She was due any day now. What the hell is going on? Vegeta felt like a broken record. He didn't know what was happening. And what was more frustrating, neither did Kenya. He sat beside her, both men studying her as she slept. Kakkarot finally left to give them some privacy, and Vegeta crawled in beside his wife, putting an arm around her, holding her to him.
He kept his hand on Kenya's stomach, feeling the baby move as the woman beside him slept.
She wasn't there when he woke up. Vegeta jumped up, glancing around the chamber. She wasn't in it. He quickly donned his clothes, pulling his boots on before quickly leaving the rooms. He looked in every place he could think that she would be: the garden, the library, the training facility, even the conference room. She wasn't there. He clenched his jaw, taking a deep breath as he looked in the last place. The mess hall. He flung the door open, quickly looking around. He jerked in surprise when he saw her, sitting with a bunch of the warriors. The men warriors. He watched with narrowing eyes as she laid a hand on the soldiers' shoulder beside her. A small smile appeared on her face. Is she...flirting with him!? A growl started in the back of his throat as he stalked over. The men scattered. He grabbed the one she had been touching. He could feel the warrior shaking. He walked slowly up to his wife, outrage running through him. Vegeta held onto the man's tail beside him, squeezing in fury. The warrior let out a cry. He glared down at her, keeping his eyes on her bent head until she finally looked up.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he shouted, his teeth grinding. Everyone disappeared through the doors, the slamming of the massive oaks loud in the suddenly quiet room.
All she did was blink. Her gaze slid from his, looking at the warrior he held in a death grip. She smiled. Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise, before a snarl escaped him, grabbing her arm and making her stand. Kenya finally looked at him. She studied him curiously before speaking.
"Who are you?"
The soldier beside him sucked in a surprised breath. They both stared at the woman in front of them. Vegeta balled his hands up, the one clutching the warriors' tail beside him shaking in fury.
"I'm your husband," he muttered, his tone deadly quiet.
They watched as she blinked a couple times, her brows narrowed gently. Then realization dawned in her eyes. She gasped, her eyes widening as it went from Vegeta to the man beside him. She started to shake.
"What the hell's wrong with me?" she whispered, putting a hand over her belly. "What...what's going on?"
He finally let the man go, not looking at him as he raced out of the mess hall. The couple studied each other, fear entering Kenya's eyes as she stared at her husband. She brought a hand up to her throat, a sob escaping. She squeezed her eyes closed, tears sliding down her cheeks.
"What the hell...why can't I remember anything before yesterday?" Her hand started to shake, as she sent Vegeta a beseeching look. He stepped towards her, cupping her neck before wrapping his arms around her. She sobbed into his shoulder, her hands balling into fists around his cape. He gently picked her up, putting an arm underneath her as he strolled from the cafeteria. Everyone made themselves scarce as they made their way back to the castle. They all had heard what had been happening. Something was possessing the Queen. The warriors throughout the compound swallowed, hoping that their favorite Queen would be alright. After all, she was due at any time.
Vegeta slammed out of the room, his eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. He grabbed Kakkarot's arm as he passed, dragging the saiyan behind him as he made his way across the castle. Everyone stayed out of his way, noticing the fury in his eyes. Whoever was messing with the Queen was a dead man. He finally flung Kenya's brother away from him as he entered the conference room. He reached behind him and locked it. He slowly looked back at Goku, a muscle twitching in his jaw. He strode up to him, watching the man cross his arms. Neither said anything as Vegeta stopped, toe to toe with the warrior. A snarl ripped from the prince's throat, clamping a hand on the other man's arm. He felt him tense.
"What's going on Vegeta?"
The prince didn't say anything for a moment. His black eyes bore into the man in front of him, before he curled his lip. He put two fingers to his forehead. They disappeared.
And reappeared in another place. The sky above was yellow, clouds covering the vast expanse of space. A fountain spewing red liquid stood off to the side, while the dirt under their feet clouded up as they appeared. Goku looked around, before settling his gaze on the prince.
"Why are we in hell?"
The prince studied him for a moment before turning and striding away from him. He stopped, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He turned his head a fraction, looking at Kakkarot out of the corner of his eye.
"Answers."
Goku didn't say anything, just watched Vegeta walk away for a moment before slowly following after him.
They soon ran across the two guardians, looking perplexed at the sight of the two saiyans. The blue skinned one stepped forward.
"What are you doing here, Goku?" he asked, glancing at Vegeta before resting his gaze on the good saiyan. Vegeta spoke up.
"We're looking for answers," the prince stated, looking between the two idiots. "Is there anyone that escaped a while back along with Cell and the others? Anyone that wasn't returned?"
The two men looked at each other, before studying the prince. "You might wanna go talk to the demon king," the red one stated, watching as the prince's eyes narrowed. They all watched him turn and stalk away.
Goku watched him go, before turning to the two guardians. "Thanks, anyway," he said quietly, before jogging after his sisters' husband. The prince's cape billowed behind him as he quickly walked down the path, his eyes straight ahead. Goku fell in step beside him, not speaking.
They found him sparring with Frieza, the two tyrants pausing and staring. Their eyes bugged out at the sight of Vegeta and Kakkarot in hell. They stayed floating away from them, not wanting to even get remotely close. Both tyrants could feel the rage coming off the prince. Goku was giving off similar vibes. Vegeta suddenly appeared in front of the demon King, grabbing him by the throat before the red skinned demon could move. The demon snarled, grabbing the prince's hand. Goku knocked Frieza to the ground before he could intervene. Both saiyans stood on either side of the demon king, Goku crossing his arms as the man struggled in Vegeta's grasp.
"Who else escaped?" the prince asked quietly, narrowing his eyes.
Dobora didn't say anything, just continued to thrash in his grasp. Vegeta tightened his hold. The tyrant choked, grabbing onto the prince's wrist. Vegeta repeated his question.
"Who...else...escaped?" His voice was deadly. Goku moved, floating to the side of Vegeta to look at the demon. They watched his eyes snap, his lip curling a little as he stayed silent. Vegeta suddenly jerked Dobora to him, their faces inches apart. The demon king's eyes widened in horror as Vegeta raised his hand, a ball of energy appearing in his palm. He held it millimeters from the man's face, watching the blue light play off the demon's face. A snarl ripped from the prince's throat.
"I'll ask you one more time!" he shouted, the ball growing in his palm. "Who the FUCK escaped that was not brought back!?"
Goku stood back, watching the interaction with his arms folded. He waited, along with the prince, as the demon King stuttered out his answer.
"Mehi," Dobora whispered, his voice cracking under the pressure of the prince's grip.
Both men glared at him for a moment, before Vegeta dropped his arm, keeping the ball of energy cradled in the other hand.
"Don't even think about going anywhere until we have all our answers," the prince stated quietly, keeping his eyes trained on the demon king.
Dobora glared at the both of them, but didn't try to escape. "What do you want to know?" he asked, his gaze going from one to the other.
"What does this demon do?" Goku asked, his fingers clenching against his forearms, keeping his arms crossed.
The demon king was quiet for a few minutes, studying the ground below him. He finally raised his head and looked from one to the other.
"He invades dreams. Takes over the person's mind and wipes their memory clean." The demon paused for a minute, before crossing his arms. "He uses their body as a host."
No one said anything for a moment, until Dobora narrowed his eyes, studying them.
"Why do you want to know?" he questioned quietly.
"None of your damn business!" Vegeta snapped, glaring at the red skinned demon for a moment before asking his next question.
"How do we find him?"
Dobora looked away, narrowing his eyes in thought. He was quiet for several minutes, until Vegeta growled, the ball of energy cradled in his hand snapping as it seemed to increase. Goku kept his gaze trained on the demon King, watching him like a hawk.
"Follow the dreams," Dobora said softly, finally looking back towards them. He watched as the prince curled his lip.
"How the fuck are we supposed to do that?"
Dobora opened his mouth, closing it after several seconds. He grunted, studying them.
"Who is he attacking?"
Neither saiyan said anything. The demon King sighed, letting his arms fall to his sides. "If you want my help, I need information," he stated, watching both men's eyes narrow.
"Why would you want to help us?" Goku asked, his voice low. The demon didn't speak for several minutes, before he pressed his lips together, almost spitting out his answer.
"Because he's a threat to me as well."
Goku and Vegeta looked at him in slight confusion, their jaws clenching. "How so?" the prince snapped, coming a little closer, his hand still raised.
Dobora backed up, keeping his eye on the ball of energy the prince was holding, muttering under his breath.
"He could possibly take me over too, being in the other realm without me in it, he has free reign. If I was there, I could control his actions, but since I'm not..." The demon King let his voice trail off, watching the two saiyans.
After a few moments of debating, Vegeta snapped his hand closed, his eyes narrowed to slits. "Fine," he snarled, his cape billowing behind him as he lowered to the ground. Goku eyed the demon for a moment before following. Dobora watched them, grim faced. He slowly lowered, landing in front of the two warriors. Frieza had made himself scarce. He watched them study him, before slowly walking around him.
"Now give us the answers we want, damn it!"
Dobora sighed. "First, who is he possessing?" he asked quietly. He tensed as the prince growled behind him. He watched Vegeta slowly walk back in front of him, stopping a few feet away. Goku stopped at his side, his arms still crossed.
"My sister," Goku stated quietly.
"How long?"
"She's not possessed yet!" the prince snapped, his eyes seeming to shine like black onyx as they landed on the red skinned demon.
"Two weeks," Kenya's brother said, watching as Dobora jerked in surprise.
"He's been trying to possess her for two weeks!?" He watched the taller saiyan nod. "And she hasn't succumbed to it yet!?" Goku slowly shook his head.
Dobora studied the ground, a little surprised. He settled his gaze back on the two warriors, now both standing side by side in front of him. He watched both of them for a moment before speaking.
"She must be a strong one," he whispered, still surprised the woman hadn't been taken over by now.
They both nodded, watching the demon king focus inward for a moment before blinking, meeting Vegeta's gaze.
"Is there anything else I need to know?" he asked, watching them hesitate.
Vegeta and Goku looked at each other, silent. The prince finally glanced back over to Dobora.
"She's with child."
The demon King hissed in a breath. "That's what he wants!" he stated in a hushed voice, swallowing. "And she's your sister?" he asked Goku, watching the man nod. "So she's a full blooded saiyan."
"So?" the prince snapped, gritting his teeth. "What's that got to do with anything?"
It was silent for several minutes, before the Dobora's voice broke the stillness settling over them.
"Everything."
The men waited.
"The demon savored the taste of saiyan blood. Always said it was sweeter, richer. And to obtain one with child," the demon king was quiet for a moment. "He'll never let her go," he finally stated, looking at the men in front of him.
A snarl ripped from Vegeta's throat, before he stalked to the red skinned demon. He stopped a hair's breath away.
"We'll see about that," he muttered, watching Dobora's eyes widen, before turning and stalking away, his cape billowing behind him as he disappeared.
Goku studied the demon king, watching him follow Vegeta as the prince stalked away, before meeting his eyes.
"You'll possibly never find him," the demon said softly, watching the saiyan's jaw clench. With a grunt, Goku turned and followed his prince.
"Good luck," Dobora whispered, knowing damn good and well they were going to need it.
They returned just as the sun was setting, the rays dying over the mountains far in the distance. The conference room was blanketed in shadows, the only sound in the room was of the two men breathing. Light suddenly flooded in, as Vegeta unlocked the door and jerked it open. They both gasped in surprise. The King stood on the other side, along with just about every warrior in the Kingdom. The King's nose curled a little at the smell of sulfur, looking from his son to Kakkarot and back.
"We have a problem," he murmured, watching as Vegeta's face went ashen.
They quickly exited the room, stalking down the hallway towards the other side of the castle. Towards where they had left Kenya a few hours ago.
"What is it?" Goku asked quietly.
They all stopped, watching as the prince slowed his pace until he was no longer walking. He turned and looked over his shoulder, a grim frown appearing.
The King hesitated. "She's gone." They all watched Vegeta's eyes widen, before he took off, running like hell down the corridor. Goku fell into step beside him. The King watched, heaving a sigh as the two men disappeared. The warriors behind him looked at one another, worry seeming to blanket everyone's mood. They all silently prayed that their Queen was alright.
She wasn't there. The rumpled bed was the only indication that his wife had been in that very spot. Something caught his eye, and he bent down. The dark red substance stained his gloved finger as he touched it. He hissed in a breath. Blood. He looked around the room, ignoring Kakkarot as he did the same. They tried to sense for her ki, but couldn't detect her anywhere. It was as if she disappeared off the planet. Vegeta looked at Kenya's brother, meeting his eyes. He had the same thought as well. They both put their fingers to their forehead, disappearing at the same time.
They appeared in Bulma's backyard. They vaguely registered the blue haired woman running out, her husband close behind her. She skidded to a stop beside Goku, grabbing his arm.
"What's going on you guys!? Kenya was here, but disappeared before I could say anything to her! She...she didn't look like herself. Is she okay? Is...the baby okay?" the woman ran out of breath, taking huge gulps of it as the two warriors stayed silent. She saw the blood stain on the prince's glove, and gasped.
Bulma swallowed, studying Vegeta's glove, a hand coming up to her mouth. Oh my God! Did something happen to Kenya!? She waited, but neither men said anything. She tugged on Goku's sleeve, waiting for him to look down at her before speaking.
"What's going on Goku?" she whispered, fear coursing through her. Her eyes widened as he reached up and took her hand off him.
"It involves Kenya, yes. But we need to do this without any interference from anyone," he stated quietly, not looking back as he strolled to the prince. Neither looked at each other, just closed their eyes and focused on the Queen's energy.
A/N: Mehi is the name for a bird-like demon!
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