Part 2 of Chapter 5
***Collected***
Chapter Five
*Sailor Taichichi Vegeta*
Taichichi whistled happily as she walked through the mall. Shopping was one of her favorite things to do, and this humongous building was the perfect place to do it in. Actually, just about any place was welcome to visit, as long as she could spend money.
Having already visited a tacky gift kiosk, a bookstore, a candy store, two science shops, a music store, three clothing stores, and a bath shop, Tai-chan was now headed for the best place one could find in a mall.
The food court.
Meanwhile, Raditzu flew along in a rage. His anger and disgust increased with every mile. How dare that human female make him look so bad in that...that... story! 'Son Gokuh's Family Affair,' she'd called it. The first time Raditzu had read it he'd blasted his
computer through the wall. The tale had placed him and his Saiyajin allies smack dab in the middle of a Chikyuu place known to humans as Jerry Springer's studio. The writer had mocked his mission to recover his brother and turned it into a mere parody! The Saiyajin no Senshi was now the laughing stock of three galaxies.
Raditzu's eyes narrowed as he flew.
Sailor Taichichi Vegeta was going to pay.
Dearly.
Raditzu's intended victim was currently going all out on Japanese hot wings and Cajun rice. Enjoying an orange soda with her lunch, she looked over her purchases and reflected on how good life was.
If only she knew what was coming for her...
A huge glass-and-concrete building loomed into view. Raditzu knew the girl would be here. He had sensed her ki from far away. She seemed to be at the far end of the building...Raditzu decided it was time to stir things up a bit. This sleepy planet could use some excitement.
Smiling wickedly, Raditzu formed a ki blast in his hand.
The humans wouldn't miss one of their number...
Taichichi had finished her lunch and was heading westward to another section of the mall when she heard a commotion. There seemed to be some sort of struggle near where she had come in. People were running and screaming, and dust and rubble were
flying up from someplace with loud blasting noises.
"What in the jigoku?" thought Taichichi as she chewed on a fudge brownie. "Somebody's got an assault rifle or something! I'd better split." She ducked into a nearby shop and peeked around the corner- her curiosity wouldn 't let her do otherwise. Just then, a muscular figure rose up to the ceiling where everyone could see him.
"Attention humans!" called the figure. "I am looking for one of your number...a fanfiction author, as you call her."
Taichichi stared at the figure. He looked awfully familiar...Sounded familiar, too...
"We don't know what you're talking about," called an old man. "You didn't even bother to tell us who YOU are!"
"My name is Raditzu," said the visitor.
"Aw funky!" Taichichi couldn't help but say to herself. "Raditzu the Saiyajin...in the same building as me!" A couple of young shoppers voiced their excitement as well.
"I come from Vegeta-sei, and I wish to find the female known as...Sailor Taichichi Vegeta."
From her hiding spot, Taichichi's eyes widened. Why would the Z senshi-or villains, for that matter- be looking for her?
"Never heard of her," said the old man. "I can't think of any self-respecting lady who'd go around with a name like that." The other shoppers agreed with him.
Raditzu was beginning to get frustrated. The human female's ki was coming from this area...why wasn't she here? Did she know that he was after her? Was she hiding somewhere? A clunking sound interrupted his thoughts. Some woman had dropped one of her purchases on the ground, and was stooping to pick it up. Beyond the woman was another female who looked as if she was trying to sneak off.
And she looked just like the female in his description of the writer...
"You there!" Raditzu called, pointing his finger.
Taichichi groaned. She'd had to go and find a bathroom, and some clumsy chick had gone and made too much noise and blown her cover. If she ever got her hands on her...but now Raditzu had landed right in front of her.
Man, he looked good for an angry extraterrestrial...
"You! What do you call yourself?" asked Raditzu.
"Me?" Taichichi tried not to stare.
"Yes, you! Hurry up, you're wasting my time!"
This guy was just as mean as he was on TV. Maybe even worse...Taichichi decided that she had better get away ASAP. "I'm wasting your time? You're the one coming into the mall, shooting ki blasts every place, scaring everybody to death and then asking about nonexistent authors. Well, I'm afraid I can't help you in your search, so if you'll excuse me, Mr. Saiyajin..." She tried to march past Raditzu but he grabbed her arm.
"How do you know I'm a Saiyajin?" he demanded.
"Everybody who watches the show knows what you are! So please let me go now!"
Raditzu let the girl go. As she was walking away, he called after her, "I liked your Saiyajin Saga parody!"
Taichichi fell straight into the trap. "Why, thank you! I put in a lot of work and time on that story and I'm glad the actual characters appreciate it-" Then she realised her mistake.
"Ah-hah!" Raditzu smirked. "You are the one, aren't you?"
"Um..." Taichichi ran off as fast as her legs would carry her. Raditzu followed suit. Confused, the shoppers went back to their own lives.
Taichichi started to worry. She was fast, but the Saiyajin was faster. Time to use a bit of my own power, she thought. A pale violet aura surrounded her, and she gained a little bit of speed. Turning around, she noticed that Raditzu had dropped back a bit.
Unfortunately, Taichichi was so busy looking behind herself that she didn't see the large fountain in front of her.
WHAM!
Taichichi slammed headlong into the fountain's base and did a complete somersault. She managed to keep her packages dry, and landed on her feet in the water unharmed. Raditzu came running up.
"Looks like somebody's all washed up," he smirked. Taichichi tried to jump out of the fountain, but he grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. He started to fly away.
"Hey! Put me down! I haven't done anything," Taichichi fought to get loose, but left off as she noticed that they were approaching the mall's glass ceiling. She threw her hands over her face.
"I'm gonna die!"
CRASH!
Among the tinkling shards that were falling off of her, Taichichi realised that she was still in one piece, apart from a couple of small scratches. Even her purse and her purchases were there...except for one thing.
"You Saiyajin slimeball! You made me drop my brownie!"
Raditzu smirked again. "You didn't need it anyway. And watch who you call a Saiyajin slimeball- I read your profile."
Taichichi groaned in frustration as they flew off.
Where they were going, she didn't know.
But it wasn't gonna be pretty, that was sure.
***
*BananaGirl*
"Ok, I'm outta here." I said, collecting my things as it turned 4:00pm.
"Excuse me." My teacher called authoritatively, tapping her foot.
"Uh, it's four and you can't keep me any later. Bye." I ran out of the door. "Thanks for waiting."
"No problem. You feeling...normal, now?" Sarah asked.
"As normal as I can be." I grinned.
"Not very normal then?" She laughed as we made our way home. "Ow! What was that for?"
"Eh?" I asked in confusion.
"You just kicked me!"
"I did not!"
"Ow! There, you did it again! Quit it!" Sarah complained.
"I didn't kick you!" I insisted.
"No, you just pulled my hair!" She gritted her teeth. "It's not funny, it hurts!"
"Weakling."
"Pulling someone's hair usually hurts them!" She hissed.
"I didn't do anything!"
"No, first you kick me twice, then pull my hair, then call me a weakling for moaning about it?" She asked, her face going red. "Stop fucking doing it!"
"Hey, you just punched my arm!" I rubbed it.
"Then stop pulling my...ow!"
"What the hell are you doing?" I looked at Sarah attempting to trip me up.
"Whats...it...look...like?" She panted, finally giving up.
"OK...I'll call you later." I said, walking into my house. "When you're less insane."
"Don't bother if you're gonna be a bitch." She retorted, stomping off.
"Whore." I mutter under my breath. "Yo, mum!"
"Hi, feeling better?"
"Eh?"
"This morning?" My mum smiled.
"Oh, yeah, it keeps coming on-off. I may not feel that good tomorrow." I add, before running upstairs.
"I'm sure you'll live!" She called after me.
"Not if I have anything to do about it."
"Wha...?" I looked around. "Haha, very funny." I muttered dryly as I walked past my brother's room.
~*~
"Come on." I muttered impatiently, waiting for MSWord to open up so I could write a new chapter. "O...K." I said to myself as the door suddenly opened. I closed it and blamed it on the wind. "Chapter...48." I opened the document and began to type, then the
door opened again. I sighed, and got up to close the door again, but it wouldn't shut. "Boy, you're not funny!" I shout at my brother. "You dickless, brainless, arseless, limbless-once-I-get-ahold-of-you prick!" I screamed as the force suddenly gave in and I went flying backwards, my head hitting the bed.
"Pathetic."
"Eeep!" I screamed as the voice came from the corner of the room.
"Stop screaming!"
"Uh...uh..." I stammered as the figure phased in. "Wow!"
"What are you staring at?" Vegeta demanded, his arms folded.
"Nothing. Well, technically not nothing. You're a person. Well, a Saiyan. Well, a Saiyan Prince. Wow!!!" I jumped up excitedly, holding my head.
"Hmph."
"Wow!" I squealed again as he made his famous grunt. "You are soooooooo cool! No, you're sooo hot! No, you're sooooooo great! Hell, you're soooooooo cool, hot and great!"
"You are BananaGirl?" He ignored my comments.
"Eh?" I asked in confusion. "Uh...yeah."
"Then you wrote The Official Fanfiction University Of DragonBall Z?"
"Wow, I never realised what a mouthful that was!" I commented, then realised where he was going. "Oh...whoopsie. Can I just say, that whole PowerPuff Girls thing, wasn't my idea! Well, it was, but I got it whilst watching PowerPuff Girls so technically it's their fault...oh fuck."
"You're coming with me." Vegeta grabbed my arm roughly.
"Really? Cool!" I grinned widely. "Uh...where?"
"To my universe."
"Spiffy! My God this is cool! I mean, this is sooooo spiffy! Wow!" I grinned widely.
"Shut the hell up, brat."
"Yes Vegeta." I grinned dreamily.
***
*S'rac*
Piccolo stood upright again and smiled, maliciously. He walked into the kitchen again, and looked around the dark house. The light in the front room was still on. Piccolo chuckled. Apparently a little too loud, because he heard S'rac scramble out of his chair in the next room. Piccolo quickly phased out of view. He could hear S'rac looking around, scared.
He looked into the room, to see him looking around warily. S'rac shakily backed into the front room again.
Piccolo came out again and walked towards the room. Piccolo looked around the corner, to see S'rac, jumping shaking, looking around fast. S'rac was clutching a katana, apparently for defending himself. Piccolo heard a truck pass by the house, and S'rac
jumped, almost hitting the ceiling. It was hard for Piccolo to remain quiet, after watching S'rac. He had turned his victim into a nervous wreck. 'He's going to need therapy after this,' Piccolo thought shaking his head.
Piccolo decided he'd have a little more, "fun," before he revealed himself. He concentrated, and shattered the light bulb in the lamp, lighting the room, so the room was only illuminated by the glow of the computer screen. After this, S'rac did hit the ceiling, making a dent in it. He flopped to the floor, and twitched.
'Yes, I've scarred him for life,' Piccolo thought, looking at S'rac's twitching body. S'rac slowly pushed himself up from the floor, and attempted to stand upright, his legs shaking, as he wobbled back over to the computer chair. Piccolo held in another laugh, and stepped forward, from around the corner.
S'rac slowly turned his head, and nearly screamed at the shadowed figure he saw before him. "S-s-s-s-stay back!" he yelled, pointing the katana at Piccolo. Piccolo only let out a small laugh, and moved toward S'rac a little more. "I-I-I'm warning you!"he
shouted. Piccolo could see that S'rac was losing his grip on the katana he held, and that he was sweating profusely.
Piccolo took another step, and S'rac yelled, blindly leaping at Piccolo. Piccolo easily caught the sword, and broke it. S'rac looked at the sword, Piccolo, though S'rac still couldn't tell who he was, dropped the sword, and fell backwards, trying to crawl backwards, until he hit his head on the computer desk.
Piccolo smirked again, watching S'rac cower. "Had a rough day?" Piccolo asked, leaning down to S'rac's eye level. He picked S'rac up by his shirt, and lifted him up.
"W-w-w-w-w-w-who are you?!" S'rac asked, stuttering more than he had in his life.
Piccolo squatted, so his face was illuminated by the computer.
"Don't you know who I am?" he asked, smiling. S'rac's eyes went out of focus, and he struggled to form words.
"P......P......P.....Picco....lo," he managed to say.
Piccolo nodded, smiling, "Yes it's me. Who did you think it would be?" he asked, not losing his smirk.
"B.....b......b....but wh....why?"he struggled to ask.
Piccolo shook his head. "Don't you remember that story,"Another Boring Day...Not"?" Piccolo asked. S'rac's eyes went wide, and he twitched, looking straight at Piccolo. "Yeah, that's right. That's why I'm here. Now all we have to do is wait a few minutes," Piccolo said, putting S'rac down, crossing his arms, and looking at the computer clock. 'Almost time,' he thought.
***
*Mabelle*
I opened my eyes and growled as I tried to rub my aching head only to find my hands were secured together above my head! I looked around, there was a sticky feeling running down the side of my face and I knew it had to be blood. I was on the forest floor
someplace and I could hear the sound of water running nearby. I blinked as I stared up at the trees, I could barely see the sky and I tried to sit up, but my wrists were still?chained? I looked up at my arms and saw that if I shuffled up a bit I could sit up. I was handcuffed and there was a long chain attaching me to a tree. I got up and looked around. I was in the middle of the dirt track about seven miles from home, my friend had made me come here a while ago. I could hear the sound of the nearby river and I could also hear the sound of a dirt bike close by. I narrowed by eyes as I remembered what had happened?Juunan! I got up and looked at the chain, it was fastened around the tree with a lock and I began to look for a large rock. I smirked as I saw the large stone?it would
work perfectly. Juunan would learn that I wasn't the type of girl to roll over and wait for someone to rescue me?I was the kind of girl to kick your sorry ass!
*****
Juunan jumped the large gorge on his dirt bike and checked his watch, the girl should be awake by now, but then again she was only a human. He laughed as he zoomed back through the trees, dangerously close to crashing at times as he raced back to where he had chained the girl up. He stopped the bike and swore as he saw the ground where he had placed her was empty. He smirked when he saw that the chain wasn't there, at least she'd be easy to find lugging all that chain. He encapsulated his dirt bike and looked down at the ground around the tree. A large stone was by the base of the tree with the decimated padlock.
"Clever little bitch," Juunan muttered as he got up and began to follow the tracks, they led to the stream. "Very clever." Her footprints disappeared in the water and he began to swear. He got out his dirt bike, she couldn't have gotten far the tracks were still
very fresh.
*****
I glared at Juunan from my hiding spot in the trees, he might know his way around the forest, but you don't live in a rural town and not learn a few things about hunting and tracking. If he had moved just a little to his left he might have noticed the moss covered rocks, the rocks I used to get to a leafy area of ground and then get to a tree I could climb. I watched him get on his bike and I thanked God that he was coming this way. I grabbed the end of the chain, I had wrapped the chain around the branch I was standing on and I was going to use it. Just as Juunan was about to pass I jumped backward off the branch, holding on to the end for dear life. I put my feet out and when the chain caught I went swinging like Tarzan! The look of surprise on his face was priceless as I kicked him off of the bike and into a nearby tree. I let go of the chain and dropped the five feet to the ground. I picked up the slack of the rope, wrapping it around my waist and then using what was left to wave around my head like a lasso. I wasn't going to go down without a fight!
*****
Juunan laughed as he got up, he had never expected this. She was too much he looked up at her and suddenly he got serious. She was swinging a length of chain around over her head and she had a cold look in her eyes but her face had not expression as if she
were like him?.a machine. Neither one of them said anything for a second and he wondered if he could use super speed to get her. She threw the chain and he didn't have any hint that she was going to do it. The chain wrapped around his neck twice and then
wrapped around itself numerous times. He growled as she pulled him off his feet and into a nearby tree. In his surprise he didn't move as she ran around the tree twice and used the access chain to tie HIM to the tree. She came up to him and shoved and elbow into his neck as she stared at him with burning blue eyes.
*****
"Did you think I was just going to lay there and cry?" I asked as I shoved my elbow deeper into the flesh of his throat, he didn't need to breath.
"Actually, yes," he said as he looked at me as if he was amused.
"Don't look at me like that," I was fighting to keep my face an emotionless mask. "I know you're coming up with a way to kick my ass and I personally don't want to be toyed with. Now release my handcuffs and I'll borrow that bike of yours." He looked at me and chuckled as he handed me the key to the cuffs and I freed myself and cuffed him to the chain?it would last a second, but I would use it to my advantage. I drove off quickly on the bike doing things that could kill me but were getting me away from him!
*****
Juunan laughed as he ripped through the chains and cuffs, she was a real surprise and he was finding himself enjoying this torture. Although, she didn't seem to really be frightened, she was more pissed off. Juunan laughed quietly as he took to the air and quickly caught up with her, watching in awe as she dodged through the trees and had the bike on its back wheel at least ten times in the minute. It was time to strike as she took that next hill in a jump. As she took to the air he quickly grabbed her around the waist and for a second she remained on the bike and then she was in his arms and fighting, even thought the fall was bound to kill her.
"You're mine now, little girl," Juunan laughed as he slammed his forehead into hers and she fell back limp and unconscious. Oh, she was going to be so much fun.