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The ship set down with a
bump and a loud clang reverberated through the cargo level, Vegeta grunted as
he was shaken away by the vibrations of the big ship. He sat up and stretched,
next to him his �special force�, which consisted of the remarkably special Goku
as well as Chichi and Jay, also awoke from the light sleep they had all fallen
into.
The first mate of the ship
approached them, �We have landed on the planet Callistra�the captain wishes to
convey once again that you must be careful...there are spies and guards
everywhere!�
�Your captain is a coward
who fears the wrath of Cooler when he should fear me!� Vegeta lifted the first
mate up by his collar, �Tell your weasel of a captain that we shall not be
caught.� Vegeta dropped the man onto the floor, �And if your captain is not
here tomorrow when I return with my friends then I shall hunt him down and
destroy him myself! Do you understand me weakling?�
�Y�yes sir!� The first
mate scrambled up off the floor and left the room like a scurrying rodent,
making small sounds of fear as he bolted away.
�Humans beings are such
cowards.� Chichi jumped off the cargo box she had been lazing on with Goku and
stretched, �I don�t know how they�re species survived for so long.�
�Sheer numbers and a
remarkable ability to lie and cheat and betray even their closest friends.�
Goku followed Chichi�s example and hopped down off his box, �My Prince, I know
you already briefed us but, eh, where are we meeting Eighteen
again?�
�From her last brief
communication Eighteen told me that she had made
contact with Bulma and that we were to meet her at a hotel not far from this
port.� Vegeta pulled the hood of his robe up so that it hid his face in
shadows, Goku, Chichi and Jay following his example, �The hotel is called the
Callistra Inn and we are to meet them in room number 76, Eighteen said that
Bulma and my son would be present but that we would not be bale to leave
straight away, she mentioned something about some other project children that
Bulma was refusing to leave behind.�
Vegeta handed out the
forged documents that proclaimed them as space traders to his three followers
and then led the way off the ship, his heart beating faster then it had in
years now that he was so close to achieving his goal.
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�Shouldn�t they be here by
now? What could be holding them up? Maybe something went wrong.� Bulma paced
the hotel room, her elegant dress had been swapped for a
old stained guards uniform, her hair had been roughly hacked away and was now
in a jagged pixie cut, leaving her beautiful features bare to all.
�Don�t sweat it, there not
late yet.� Eighteen was reclined in a chair watching Bulma pace, Trunks was
sprawled on the ground also watching his mother with amused but excited eyes, Trunks had been over the moon to hear that he was
finally to meet his �daddy.�
�Does Vegeta still have
his hair cut?� Bulma looked at Eighteen, �I mean did
he grown it back to that ridiculous length or did he leave it how I cut it?
(A/N � For those of you
who didn�t read P-109 Bulma cut Vegeta�s hair to the GT style to hide his
identity from King Kold.)
�No he left it how it was,
he did grow a small goatee for a while but that phase passed�thank god.�
�I can�t imagine Vegeta
with facial hair.� Bulma smiled at the thought, �He must have looked kinda
funny.�
�Oh yeah, funny cant even begin to explain how�weird he looked.� Eighteen
opened her mouth when there was a loud rapping at the door.
Eighteen stood up, her
features tense; �This is it��
�Are�we sure its them?� Bulma hugged Trunks close to her and looked
suddenly fearful, �What if it�s somebody else? What if Cooler had me followed?�
�Bulma!� Eighteen put her hand on the door handle, �Calm
down.�
She opened the door and
gasped, Bulma�s hopeful look was wiped from her face by the sight of who stood
in the doorway, a lizard like smile on his lips, as he looked Bulma over.
�Bulma, this isn�t the
kind of place I�d have expected you to run to.� Zardon took a step inside the
room, �Of course you wouldn�t be running would you?�
�I�I was talking with
the�ambassador.� Bulma moved closer to Eighteen who
stood in front of Bulma and Trunks protectively.
�Oh, and I see you�ve cut
your hair�you will grow it again.� Zardon took another step into the room.
�What do you mean �I will
grow it�? Who are you to demand anything of me?� Bulma�s face took on an
indignant look,
Zardon smiled secretively
and ignored her, �I saw you leave your room this morning dressed in that
ridiculous outfit with the false emperor Vegeta�s son�and your, what did you
say? Ambassador friend?�
Bulma nodded slowly,
�There�s nothing wrong with taking the ambassador on a private tour.�
�A
private tour to a hotel room?�
Zardon looked Bulma over, �I wouldn�t have thought that girls were your thing.�
Bulma blushed, �We�I�we
came here for a rest, I did not�we are not�how dare you speak to your princess
in that manner!�
�I can speak to you in any
manner I want to know.� He looked at her secretively again, �Care to know why?�
Bulma tried to speak and
failed, wordlessly she nodded her head.
�Your uncle, the King Cooler,
has agreed to let me marry you.�
�What! He cannot do this!
I have a righto choose me own husband and my choice is not you!� Bulma�s
breathing stood up, �I refuse to marry you! I would rather die!�
�That can be arranged you
know.� Zardon raised his palm and began to forma ki ball, �Oh you didn�t know I
could fight did you? You assumed that because I was a scientist that I was weak
like you! Well your wrong! I am twice as strong as my
brother and if you refuse to marry me then I will kill you!� Zardon began to gather his ki, �Last chance, princess, marry me or die!�
�I�d rather die!� Bulma
screamed at him, anger burning in her eyes at the though of marrying the green
freak in front of her.
�You won�t get away with
this.� Eighteen stood in front of Bulma, in the path of the ki beam, �I wont let you!�
�And how are you going to
stop me little ambassador? What could a weak little thing like you do to me?�
Zardon scowled at her.
�For
starters, THIS!� Eighteen hit
Zardon faster then the eyes could follow, the punch had contained almost every
bit of strength Eighteen had�and yet Zardon simply stood their staring at her
with cold eyes, �That�s not possible�no one can possible with stand that!�
Eighteen backed away as Zardon turned fully towards her.
�Normally no, but I�m not
normal. Maybe if you�d hit me seven years ago I would have crumpled and died
but today I�m a little stronger then I was before and I owe it all to Bulma.�
�What do you mean?� Bulma
shrank back with Trunks still firm in her arms, �How could this be my fault?�
�Because of your DNA, I
was able to create a special synthetic serum that could be injected into the
blood stream, it give the user a pain tolerance above
normal and increases strength and mobility�all that because I was able to study
and manipulate your DNA.� Zardon turned back to Eighteen, �And now��
Zardon dropped to a
fighting stance and threw himself at Eighteen,
slashing through the air as he moved in an arm, his sharp finger nails catching
Eighteens face and leaving a train of blood down it. He landed and rammed a
knee into her stomach, then elbowed her to the floor and kicked her into the
wall.
Eighteen never got a
chance to fight back, he went at her with all the strength and speed of a
madman and beat her until Eighteen lay still and was quiet, then he turned to
Bulma with deadly intent in his eyes, �Now, my little vixen, it�s your turn to
pay!� He raised his hand again and gathered his ki, �Any last words?�
Bulma closed her eyes and
pulled Trunks close to her, �Don�t look Trunks��
Zardon smiled and prepared
to fire when suddenly a gloved hand closed about his wrist and snapped his arm
sideway, Zardon dropped to his knee�s and howled in pain.
�Nobody touches my mate.�
Vegeta glared down, darkness in his eyes that terrified Zardon more then Cooler
ever had�