Disclaimer: I do not, and I repeat: I do not own DBZ�if I did would not be wasting my time writing a fanfic I would be working on brand new DBZ episode�or movies�I think you get the idea. One more thing: I do not own the following characters: Natalie, Sirius, Reena, Ceres, and anything that has to do with Vela-sei or the Sidra-jin, they belong to Neko. I DO own the following characters: Iki, Ilah, Toreial, C.c.(Cici), and everything that has to do with Cilicia-sei, a and Kruci-jin. Vegeta�s Ghost of the Past part 3 Capsule Corp. "Have you found the problem yet, Ceres?" Bulma asked drying a sweat drop from her forehead. "I was kind of hoping that you would find it!" she replied. "What does Vegeta do to this things anyways?" Bulma kicked the machine hoping that it will work. It gave off a little noise, they both smiled, but then the whole machine exploded! Vegeta came running in with an apron on, Natalie, Trunks, Reena, and Sirius, also did entered. "What the hell is happening here woman?! I thought you were suppose to be fixing it not destroying!" Vegeta barked much to Bulma�s annoyance. "Yeah, Bulma don�t take that job away from Vegeta it�s his life!" Natalie giggled, Reena with her, and Trunks went to help his mother. Rubans� Partshop "Torrrreial!!! My frrriend!! It hhhhas been a long time!! He he he! Wherrrre hhhave you been?" The guy didn�t look human, more like a big round piece of green playdo, with a robe and a turban. He had a deformed face and square like ears, a nose that was long as his belly, and that was a long way, like an elephant�s, difficult to tell weather it was longer or the same size. (A/N: he he, I�m just picturing the big guy can you? by the way: Toreial is a very cute guy I will go in details about his hair in a while) There was no doubt that he was an alien, not from Vegeta-sei, Cilicia-sei, Earth, and definitely not from the planet that they were: Sundi-sei. It had 6 suns, told to be great gods that protect the people. Ilah turned her face away from the guy. "Rubans!! Well you know me! I�ve been here and there!" he said as he passed his hand through his hair. It was spiked to every single direction, literally, possibly that guy didn�t even know what a brush was. He had one main bang that would fall across his face. "I see you brought a frrrriend!" he pointed to Ilah, who was looking at a gadget. "ohh�her! No no no no. she�s a costumer�and old friend, she is here for me to fix her spaceship." Toreial sounded nervouse, Ilah realized and laughed slightly. "Girrrrrl," Rubans said, "I saw that people were given you odd looks!" "Yes," Ilah turned to him, her hood shaked off, she was beautiful, her skin was white, her hair silver, and her smile/lips cherry, her hair was in a braid, and two long hair run straight down her face down to her waist. "I�ve realized that why is it?" her voice was cold, as cold as her deep black eyes. "Hhhhherrrrrrre the woman rrrrespect the men, they never walk in frrrront of them, always behhhinde�" he cut in by Ilah. "Like a little puppy dogs?" "yes�and they always lowerrr theirrr hhhhheads, but you stand up, with chin high. Why may I ask? Do you not want to fit in?" "maybe�maybe not�who knows? I stand tall �cause I�m not a tamed woman." She said, proudly, or so it souded. "Arrrre you so prrroud? You�rrrre no strrongerr! You�rrrre no morrre itelegent! You disrrrrispect us. Woman made to acted like princeses, elegant, charrrrming, loyal, and beautifull. You have not, but one, of those charrrracterrrrristics. You�rrrre no prrrincess! You should learrrn to act like one!" he said hatefuly at her, she looked at him in disgust. Too much disgust she was tired of that lecturing, she was out of control. As soon as Rubans was finished with his sentece, Ilah pulled her cape back and pulled out a knife, that she had on her right side, hidden by the cape. She stuck the knife into the wooden table there was, the blade pointed directly at Rubans. Everyone was startled, even Toreial, that had seen many more �atacks� like that coming from Ilah. "I am not, nor will I ever be a princess!" she said, with her teeth grinded together. Ilah took the knife from the table leaving a mark, stored in the same place, and headed outside to calm down. People would stare at her, the men would grin at her. Ilah descide to close her whole cape, by putting on of the ends to the opposite shoulder. That would make her cape look like it would go aoround her body. After a minute os siting on the sidewalk, the girl that was thought to be a slave came upt o her, and sat beside her. A/N: not too long hopefuly I made it just right. I don't really know what long, I just know wheather the chapter is to short... |