LC2

Chapter Two

Vegeta stormed into AH headquarter, Capsule Corp., furious. He headed straight to the kitchen. Inside Jescele sat drumming her claws on the table. 18 stood in the corner with a cup of coffee.

�� "Here Jescele. Starbucks just the way you like it," 18 put the cup on the table.

�� "Did you know Xenta got a new form last night," Jescele said to 18 but looking Vegeta right in the eye.

�� "Really," 18 asked noticing Jescele's gaze.

�� "Yeah," Jescele answered, "So Vegeta where'd you get the scratch?"

�� "From a cat," he said angrily.

�� "Oh really," she asked innocently rising from her chair and walking up to him.

�� "Yes," he spat, "stupid cat!" Jescele snarled at him and scratched his other cheek. When she moved his hand away from his face she revealed for fresh scratches along it all bleeding.

�� "That's for hurting a cat," she said picking up her coffee and walking out, 18 following her wondering about the scratch. A few minutes later Bulma appeared from down the hall where they'd left Vegeta.

�� "Hey, I saw Vegeta's cheeks! Who scratched him up so bad," Bulma asked.

�� "Well the bleeding ones were me," Jescele smiled flashing her fangs, "and the other one involves a rough night for him I'm sure." They two stared at her questionably.

�� "You see our dear friend Xenta finally achieved her goal of getting a sayian form," Jescele announced proudly.

�� "It's about damn time he gave it up," 18 huffed, "she's waited long enough."

�� "I know," Jescele laughed.

�� "Then why'd you scratch him," Bulma asked.

�� "Because," Jescele stated matter of factly, "Xenta doesn't know what to do. He never let her get this far before. The ball is in his court and she hates waiting around for him."

�� "True," 18 said knowingly, "and I don't blame her. Men can be so stupid. They can't even see that they have a good thing going."

�� "Xenta won't even go sleep around," Jescele told them.

�� "Ouch that must be big," Bulma said bitterly.

�� "Well you know her "rules"," 18 stated, "She's s picky it's a wonder how she gets any at all."

�� "You know," Jescele said changing the subject, "I bet Vegeta had scratches other places."

�� "Naw," Bulma shook her head, "Xenta wouldn't do that." Disbelief was written all over her face.

�� "Oh yeah," Jescele said, "she turns catty when he's around."

�� "And we all know cats scratch," 18 chimed in.

�� "I wanna see where else that cat scratched him," Jescele told then, "caz I bet she hurt him somewhere fun."

�� "I'll take that bet," Bulma said

�� "ok so we have a bet. The loser buys the winner one cup of Starbucks coffee," 18 told them.

�� "Deal," Jescele and Bulma agreed both determined to win.

�� "Now how to get a good look at those scratches," 18 asked.

�� "I have a few ideas" Jescele smiled, "quick here he comes."

�� Vegeta walked down the hall toward them unknown to him what was happening. Jescele pushed Bulma out in front of him and slowly walked around to his other side.

�� "Jescele," Bulma squeaked.

�� "Woman get out of my way," Vegeta huffed.

�� "I have a name," Bulma placed her hands on her hips, "why don't you try using it sometime."

�� "Don't tell me what to do," Vegeta growled.

�� "Oh I'd never tell you what to do," she said mockingly, "it's not liked you listen anyway."

�� "Why am I wasting my time with you woman," he asked her, "I have better things to do."

�� "No Vegeta I'm wasting my time. I could be off inventing something but no I'm talking to a self-absorbed ignoramus," Bulma yelled at him.

�� "How dare insult the prince of all sayians," Vegeta yelled back.

�� "Prince of all sayians HA," she spat, "what sayians? You're the only full sayian left! Gohan and Goten are only half and it's not like they really think of you as their leader. Goku was more of their leader than you are!" From behind Vegeta Jescele let out an involuntary shudder at the mention of Goku. Jescele really hated Goku and was glad he was dead.

�� "Woman how dare you insult me," Vegeta raised his hand and Bulma stepped back. Jescele inched closer to him waiting for the right moment.

�� "Vegeta!" 18 stepped forward.

�� "What now," she turned to face her. Jescele quickly moved behind him again.

�� "You wouldn't really hit Bulma would you," she asked, "I mean look at her. She really has no strength. She's human, no ki whatsoever." Vegeta scowled at her unwilling to speak his thoughts for fear they would gang up on him. She may look defenseless but I know better. He turned back to face Bulma, who was still blocking his path.

�� "Get out of my way," he barked.

�� "Why should I," Bulma was eyeing Jescele. Jescele was trying to signal to her to stop looking at her when Vegeta turned around to face her.

�� "Jescele," he snaped turning around to growl at them, "women! Leave me alone." He charged at Bulma. She took a step to the side to avoid getting hit. Vegeta mumbled as he walked away saying something about a shower. Once he was out of earshot Jescele turned to 18.

�� "Plan B," she smiled her well known evil smile. 18 nodded and the followed Vegeta down the hall.

�� Vegeta, being the type of sayian that he was, stood in front of his mirror in his room with the door wide open. He had just removed his shirt to get a look at the damage he'd received from the "cat". Jescele casually strolled by peaking into his room to get a better look. 18 followed doing the same thing. Both smiled and tried not to laugh. Bulma, still on the other side of the door wanted to know what was so funny. Jescele signaled for her to take a look. Bulma started to walk past the door but stopped when she caught sight of Vegeta's half naked body. Out of the corner of his eyes Vegeta saw Bulma gawking at him.

�� "What are you staring at," he asked her partly angry partly amused. Just then Jescele rushed by and grabbed Bulma.

�� "It's nothing I haven't seen," Jescele smiled as she pulled Bulma away. He watched them turn down the hall and out of sight. Once they were gone he figured they would go bug someone else. He gathered his things and headed off to take his shower.

�� The hot water filled the bathroom with steam as he let it run, not ready to get in just yet. He liked being seen as tough, but even so he liked to be clean. Showering was about his only time alone. It was the only place he could let his true feelings out and no one could hear him. Once he was under the water everything melted away. He was finally alone to let his thoughts wonder. Finally his thoughts settled on some very non-Vegeta things. He needed to get them out of his head so he did a very un-Vegeta like thing and begin to sing in a low voice:

I can't stand to fly

I'm not that naive.

I'm just out to find

The better part of me

I'm more than a bird. I'm more that a plane

More than some pretty face beside a train

It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry

Fall upon my knees

Find a way to lie

About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd but don't be na�ve

Even heroes have the right to bleed

I may be disturbed but won't you concede

Even heroes have the right to dream

It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away from me

It's all right you can all sleep sound tonight

I'm not crazy or anything

I can't stand to fly

I'm not that na�ve

Men weren't meant to ride

With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet

Digging for kryptonite on this on way street

Only a man in a funny red sheet

Locking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me

{Five For Fighting "Superman (It's not easy)"}

�� Just seconds after he finished singing the door to the bathroom flew open and in walked Jescele, 18, and Bulma. Vegeta grew enraged believing that they had heard him just moments before. He threw open the shower door forgetting that he was taking a shower and shot a low voltage ki blast at them.

�� "Get out now," he yelled chasing them out slamming the door behind them and locking it.� As he continued with his shower Jescele and 18 had a good laugh outside the door.

�� "Can you believe it??? She even scratched him down there," Jescele was barely able to get out between laughs," I gotta give her mad props for that."

�� "You win again," 18 joined in on the laughs.

�� "So it seems," Bulma said absently. He mind was back in the bathroom with Vegeta. The day's adventure had reopened a Bulma from the past, and she would soon be causing a lot of trouble for Vegeta.

�� "Where is agent sliver," Dende's voice came out of the dark.

�� "She's back there again," a dark woman's voice came from beside him.

�� "My powers are fading over her," Dende said, "she doesn't remember anything but if I don't make her come back she'll be gone forever."

�� "I know my lord but you can keep your hold on her. Wait until after the full moon, then your power will be at its best," she reminded him.

�� "Moondust, my loyal servant, you have been by my side since the beginning," he said.

�� "I've only wanted to serve under the greatest Kami of them all," she smiled, "and you Lord Dende are the greatest there will ever be." Until Istara that is.

�� "Call her tonight. Agent silver has a mission to fulfill."

�� "Yes my lord," she said leaving his side.

�� "I'm feeling weak," Dende said to the dark, "maybe some destruction will help."

�� Gohan sat on a planter waiting for his date in the middle of Freedom Park. She was never on time but in never bothered him as long as he was able to see her.

�� "It's about time," he smiled as she approached him, "you look so great to night."

�� "Thank you," she sat down next to him. He took a moment to marvel in her beauty and take her in. she was dressed in jeans a white tee shirt that read "Bad Boys Wanted".

�� "So what are we doing tonight," she asked seductively tracing his lips with her finger.

�� "I thought we'd," he swallowed hard, "that we'd watch the stars. I mean if you want."

�� "Sounds great," she licked her lips.

�� "Jess, "he sighed, " I know you're more than ready but I just don't know. I just want everything to be perfect and that it's not a regret."

�� "Gohan," she looked at him sweetly, "you know I'm willing to wait. There's no pressure."

�� "Thanks for understanding," he kissed her cheek. She's really great about all this. He pulled out a blindfold, "it's a surprise."

�� "Ok," she smiled. If he were anyone else I'd be attacking him right now. He covered her eyes and lead her threw the trees in silence. She really is beautiful in the moonlight. The almost full moon brings out the sliver in her hair. He smiled carefully maneuvering her around a low branch and away from the mud. I really want to make her happy but I'm not sure. There's no doubt I love her but the possibility of losing each other is so high right now. He led her into a clearing on the edge of a cliff that over looked the city. He removed her blindfold and led her to his blanket. She gasped at the sight in front of her. Looking around she saw candles and a basket of food sitting on the blanket. �It's so beautiful! He's so sweet to share this with me. I think I'm falling in - NO don't think like that. I can't fall in love with anyone, not even him. �She gave him a kiss and sat down.

�� "I love it," she whispered.

�� "I knew you would," he whispered back. He took the food out of the basket, they ate in silence just being content with each other's company, no need words, or wanting them.� Gohan stared at her in the moonlight some more. They moonlight in her eyes leaves me at peace. She is just so perfect. There is no way she could be more perfect.

�� "Gohan," she said after awhile placing her head in his lap.

�� "Yes," he asked not noticing or not caring.

�� "This is nice and all but I'm tired," she told him, " you think we could go now."

�� "Of course," he started packing up. Thee two walked back to where they'd met earlier that night.

�� "This is good-night," she kissed his cheek. He was silent so she turned to leave.

�� "No wait," he grabbed her wrist and she turned back to him, " I want you to come home with me."

�� '"Are you sure," she asked.

�� "More than ever," he assured her. He pulled her into his arms and ITed. She stepped back and noticed they were in his room at AH.

�� "Why didn't you take us to the apartment," she asked.

�� "It's not my week," he answered.

�� "That's right," she remembered. Gohan and some friends owned an apartment. She kissed him. Without another word she let Gohan take over.

�� Because Piccolo refused to let Xenta IT then back to AH they had to take a plane, something Xenta hated. She had issues with people late at night and they were on a late flight. After the plane had landed and they?d figured this out at the airport they headed home. Each went to his own room her same one, his old one. In the morning things would be sorted out but at midnight neither wanted to deal with anything.

�� One hour later a soft song could be heard through the night air.

finally recover and the mood is right
looking up into a neon sky
child in me takes over, guess it's been too long
since the last time that i tried to fly
finally i find when i lose control
inside my body crumbles
it's like therapy for my broken soul
inside my body crumbles
all i need's a moment, chance to get away
from the stressfulness of every day
know if i don't question and i never doubt
everything is gonna be okay
finally i find when i lose control
inside my body crumbles
it's like therapy for my broken soul
inside my body crumbles
i don't know if i'll be alright
is it okay to be myself
why do we always have to fight
now i know it's alright
finally i find when i lose control
inside my body crumbles
it's like therapy for my broken soul
inside my body crumbles

�� An eerily gloom settled around DC that night. The song had once again caused the "dark princess" to rise and a man was left along that night.

�� The sounds of the morning filled AH. Gohan lat in bed with his eyes closed listening to everyone move around outside his room.

�� "I can't find Jescele," Bulma said to someone.

�� "And I couldn't find Xenta," 18 said. Gohan rolled around in bed. I know where on of them is.

�� "Those two always go off alone," he heard Vegeta, "no doubt they got drunk and fell asleep somewhere."

�� "That explains what happened to them but," Bulma trailed off.

�� "But what about Piccolo," an oddly familiar voice asked. Gohan shot out of bed. Piccolo! What's he doing here? I thought he was in Denver hiding from the world. �After Gohan was dressed, he went to wake Jessica up to take her home but she was gone!� He walked into his private bathroom but she wasn't there. I guess she already left. Good thing in case someone was to come in here. �He walked out of his room and into the people gathered in front of his door.

�� "It's about time you got up," Vegeta huffed in Gohan's direction, "while you got to sleep, I was dragged out of bed by these two at the crack of dawn." Gohan scanned the hall looking for someone, the voice from before.

�� "I heard Piccolo was here," he said.

�� ""He was but now he's gone," Bulma said, "came in last night with Xenta. He's here to-"

�� "To catch Cell and find the dragonballs," Gohan finished for her.

�� Xenta awoke in and unfamiliar place. She tried to get up but her hands, feet, and tail were tied to the table she laid on. She struggled to get free but she was tied to tight. She pased her tail away then sifted her body the best she could. She pased her tail back and it was out of its restraint. She then cut herself free. Ropes, how primitive.� She hopped off the table and an unfamiliar pain shot through her left ankle. She looked down at it to see it was bandaged and her golden red blood had soaked through it. She took a few slow careful steps, the pain increasing each time but she walked on bearing the pain. Fuck this hurts! I'm glad no one's here to see me. She was able to move into the next room. In there she noticed pictures of a Jadeon that's it I'm flying. She floated inches above the ground moving closer to the pictures. Who is that? I know she's Jadeon. Mostly at least bit I thought all the Jadeon's were gone. Jescele's the only one left unless-. No Jescele would tell me if he had a daughter. Wouldn't she?

�� "I see you're up now," a sweet female voice came from behind Xenta. She startled Xenta causing her to lose concentration and fall to the ground. She rushed to Xenta side to help her into a nearby chair. Xenta turned to see who she was. There stood the Jadeon from the pictures. She had pale gray porcelain skin, crimson eyes with slip pupils she had black claws on her hands and toes, black lips, black and white horns. Her hair was straight blonde with white curls. Her wings were purple and white shaped like bat wings. She had a long bladed tail and fangs.

�� "Are you ok," the girl asked. Xenta shock her head yes but said nothing.

�� "You can talk right," the girl asked sweetly. How can this be the same person who tied me to that table? �Xenta shock her head yes again. The girl went into the other room; she was obviously looking for someone. She immediately came back.

�� "I'm so sorry," she apologized, "my father tied you to the table. He doesn't trust any one."

�� "It's ok,? Xenta whispered," you didn't do it."

�� "I'm still sorry," she said sitting down in another chair.

�� "What happened to me," Xenta asked pointing to her ankle.

�� "Broke the bone, pulled the muscle and got some cuts," she told her.

�� "How," Xenta asked.

�� "You don't remember. You must have been hit harder than I thought," she mused, "we you were in a fight with Agent Silver. She threw you threw three buildings. You were rushed here so I could help you. You've been here about a day." If I were anyone else Bulma would have everyone out looking for me. Luckily no one's gonna wanna know where I am.

�� "How long until I'm better," Xenta wanted to know

�� "If you stay here two day. If you leave... two months," she answered solemnly, "the magic that guards us here can heal you." Xenta looked at her confused.

�� "You see we are in a world all it's own. A while back all the people who lived here were killed... all except one. The empress. She was spared for a few months. Right before she died she cast all her magic onto this place. Her magic hides us from those who want us to die. People can be healed here and have the evil removed. The empress had a daughter who grew up not knowing of this place. The daughter was corrupted and this place was lost again but hope remained in the fact that there was a granddaughter. The granddaughter, to this day, lives with her father. Both pray that one day her mother will return and save the world from the evil of Den. Corp." the girl told the tale, "Father and I watch Den. Corp. looking for weaknesses but mostly we watch for Agent Silver. Every time the awful cry is heard from inside somewhere. Agent Sliver comes. I know that there are words being sung but only she can hear them. I"m working on a program to decode them but so far I have nothing. If only I could figure out the words, then I could find the key to freeing the person inside her. You see Agent Silver is one of the last full-blooded Jadeons. The only other one is this woman Jescele."

�� "Then what are you," Xenta asked

�� "I'm half Jadeon. My mother, Silver, is dead. And then I'm half Ice-jin, that's why my father calls me Ice," she smiled at her nickname, "so who are you, or a better question what are you?"

�� "Call me Eja, it's my nickname and I'm Washin," Xenta answered.

�� "Like I said Father doesn't trust people," ice sad, "he must really not trust your people."

�� "It's not like I would kill you," Xenta laughed, " I only kill when it's a must."

�� "You should call your family," ice suggested.

�� "Don't have one," Xenta stoke her head, "and my friends if you call some of them that. Won't worry until I'm gone for at least a week."

�� "Why," Ice asked.

�� "I go off on my own all the time. I need to get new forms," Xenta told her, "they understand it's important to me."

�� "How do Washins get new forms," Ice asked boldly.

�� "We take the energy from them through sex," Xenta stated, "then conform it to a pase."

�� "Oh well that's an intersecting," Ice smiled, "that must be fun. So how many forms do you have?"

�� "I've lost count. Six maybe, but the three I've always are Washin, human, and tiger. And we can pase between them. I love having the tiger eyes," Xenta answered.

�� "Well I"m sure when Father gets home with his guest they'll be glad to know you're on our side," Ice tried to change the subject.

�� "Yeah I'm sure," Xenta smiled, "no one wants a Washin pissed off at them." Just ask Vegeta! He thinks the scratches were pay back. Xenta's eyes pased cat-like when she thought of Vegeta and his scratches. I wonder what she's thinking. ��Ice looked at Xenta. She turned cat-like out of nowhere.

�� "So exactly what do you do when you're not getting new forms or following Agent Silver," Ice asked.

�� "Oh well I work," Xenta came back but her eyes stayed the same," I've got a nice job."

�� "Where do you work and all that," Ice wanted to know.

�� "Depends," Xenta shrugged," it used to be the old Capsule Crop. Place but now it's AH."

�� "You work for Alien Hunters," Ice screamed," then you know Jescele!" Xenta thought fast or her cover would be blown. If Ice leaned about her connection to a Jadeon then she'd have to introduce them. No I can't tell her the truth. This has got to all stay secret.�

�� "I don't know a Jescele," Xenta lied, " I do know a Jessica but she"s human. Sorry."

�� "It's ok," Ice was disappointed, "I'll meet a Jadeon someday. Xenta nodded in agreement. I know you will because some day I'll make it happen.

�� "I promise you that one day we'll find a Jadeon for you to meet, "Xenta smiled, "I understand how hard it is being the only one of your kind." There's no one to explain things to you or understand about your Jadeon side."

�� "You know you're kool for an older person," Ice said.

�� "Older... older? How old do you think I am," Xenta asked

�� "Thirty-two," Ice guessed.

�� "No I'm twenty-three," Xenta started laughing.

�� "Hey I'm only sixteen," Ice laughed along with her," so being seven yeas older than me makes you old."

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