| THREE DIMENSIONS CHAPTER 3 "I should be better than this." Prince Vegeta growled in self disgust as he climbed out of the regeneration tank. Drying off with a nearby towel, he stripped of his ruined armour and donned the neat pile of clothes nearby. Looking at himself he sneered. Typical humans and their soft garments. It consisted of a blue t-shirt and slacks. Moveable but useless in battle. He shook out his shoulder length hair and tyed it up again. With glance at his other, weaker self, he left. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Me and Goten will search." Gohan said. "Where were you boy last night!?!" Vegeta demanded. Bura and Pan frowned. They too wondered that. Through the whole experience Goten was no where to be seen. He blushed sheepishly. "I was on a date." "WHAT!?!" They all shouted. Goten nodded. "After dinner I met this girl out side..." Gohan looked at him disapprovingly. "You stayed with her." It was a statement. Goten blushed again. "Kinda. I got drunk. Can't remember a thing." "GOTEN!!" Chichi screamed. Her son winced. "We are having a talk Mister!!!" She dragged him outside by the ear. Goten wimpering all the way. "Trunks!" Both Mirai Pan and her present self stood, smiling. Serpia looked up. Prince Vegeta scowled at them. "Oh." They sat down. "This is going to be a problem." Bulma muttered. They only way to tell the differences were hair length and personality. The 1st was easy enough for the Pans since Serpia had very short hair, much like Videl's used to be, Pan had shoulder length hair and the tell tale bandana and Mirai Pan's hair grew to her waist. The Trunks' were a whole other ball game. All of them looked EXACTLY alike. But Present Trunks had slighty shorter hair. Their personalities were completely different however. "We should do a search." Goku put in. "How though?" Krillen looked at his old friend. Everyone of the old gang was here. Especially after last nights events that had some how leaked to the press about a bombing at Capsule Corp. "Follow the destruction and mayhem. "Yamcha offered. "It is useless." They all turned to Prince Vegeta. "If they can transport us from two different dimensions, they won't be on this plane. It's a game." He continued. Vegeta looked at his alternate son. "Played to win." He used that line. Long ago. Bulma grinned. "I got it!" They all looked at her expectantly. "Well, as you know, I studied the plans of the time machine..." Mirai Pan nodded slowly. "Well, I started another project recently, based on those theories." "The dimension gate." Prince Vegeta finished. They looked at him in shock. "Saiya-jin technology far exceeds Chikuyuu-sei's. Most of the newer machines are based on your own ideas before your untimely demise." He explained. Bulma quirked an eyebrow. "Do you by any chance know how to build one?" "I am my father's son. Of course. We don't just put any idiot on the throne. But the thing is, you need the equipment. Our Empire spans worlds. This is just one planet." Bulma frowned. "Still...." "Help your Mother brat." Vegeta commanded. Prince Vegeta scowled. "Yes Oou-sama." He followed Bulma through the doorway. "Okay...Back to business." Gohan looked around. Himself, Pan, Mirai Pan, Serpia, Goten, Goku, Vegeta, Bura,Yamcha, Krillen, and the other two Trunks. Twelve in all. Definately not including the women. But 18, Videl, Marron, Chichi and Bulma will be safe. That was all that counted. "There will be pairs of six. Dad, will you and Vegeta..." Gohan looked at them uncertainly. Vegeta snorted. "Okey dokey." Goku said, mouth full, once again. Serpia again wondered the amazing stupidity of this Kakarotto. "Serpia, you will pair with Mirai Pan." Both nodded. Mirai Pan smiled a rare smile for her father. "Pan, I'm sure you won't object pairing with Trunks?" Pan shrugged. "Assuming that lazy jerk will get here soon." "Sheesh. I'm here. I'm here. Pan, do you always have to be such a brat?" Pan stuck her tongue out at her partner. Trunks did so back. "Yeah, real mature brother." Bura said with a sneer. Trunks glared at her. "Yes, Bura, you will pair with Goten." Gohan continued, ignoring that usual argument between siblings. Goten did a victory sign. Bura rolled her eyes. "Yamcha, you will go with Mirai Trunks." "I was wondering when you were going to get to me." The aging human laughed. "Now I need to FIND Trunks." "No need Yamcha-san. I'm here. " Mirai Trunks dried off slighty with his ki. They acknowledged him with smiles and nods. "And, Krillen, you're with me." Gohan grinned at his long time friend. "Alright, we search the Capitols. A pair at each." "What about us?" Videl raised her hand. "We can search in this capitol." Marron said before Gohan could reply. He nodded. "Move out." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Your family was killed too?" Serpia said, flying beside her future counterpart. Mirai Pan nodded. "The Androids slaughtered them I.....I don't remember them much. Only my mother....she died when I was fifthteen. You? Sorry if I'm prying." Serpia looked away. "They were murdered before my eyes." She said softly. Mirai Pan frowned grimly. "Vegeta?" "Yes." "I guess, your world is different. Vegeta, as far as I know, has always been some kind of God. At least, from how Trunks describes him. Though I get the impression Vegeta was never THAT liked by him." Serpia snorted. "He may think he is a god, but Vegeta is a bastard. He will die at my hands." She clenched her fists. Mirai Pan could only nod. " Hey, we're here. North Capitol." With practiced ease, they landed. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Okay, I think.......yeah.....this is good." Bulma mumbled to herself. Prince Vegeta frowned, picking a piece of equipment off the work bench. He took a human tool and punched in a code on the side. The red eye piece lit to life. He smirked. With ease, he slipped it on his left ear. The symbols flashed past, but, different. With a scowl he pulled it off. The scouter had been tampered with. The woman no less. Still scowling, he opened the device up and redid the mess inside. "Hey, is this right?" Came her muffled voice. Prince Vegeta looked the gate over. "So far." He put the fixed scouter on. This brought back memories. Even though he could sense ki, it was always handy to have one of these around. He pressed a button. Numbers in the intergalactic code scrolled across. Twelve powers all in different directions. Two weak ones nearby. "What's this?" He turned and frowned to the left. The scouter read unexplained interference. That didn't concur. A moment before the scouter showed it, he felt it. A strange feeling. The same he had felt last night. In that split second, he moved. "Get out of the WAY!!!!" He leapt and pulled his mother from the machine with one hand, his other charging with ki. muttering a curse he threw it behind him. "Ahhhh!!!" Bulma screamed as her lab blew up below them. "What the Fu..." He growled at her, looking down in apprehension. Slowly the smoke cleared. Nothing. Prince Vegeta swore under his breath. He was sure there had been... "WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?! YOU DESTROYED MY LAB!!" "Shut up woman." He landed and set her down in the rubble. "WHAT IN THE!?!" 18 and Chichi ran in, looking in horror at the mess. The android kicked a piece of metal. "What a waste." Bulma sank to her knees, her eyes watering. "All that work..." "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She cried, sobbing openly, gripping some sort of chip in her hands. Prince Vegeta looked around. "QUIET!" They did. Except for Bulma's loud sobbing. He looked around. It was here. Something... There. With deadly finesse he fired a finishing blast at the disturbance. It bounced off thin air. Prince Vegeta caught the blast, scowling. "Come out coward!" Silence. He walked toward it, his scouter whirring as it tried to decipher the disturbance. "COME OUT!" He demanded, raising a hand. Nothing. "There's nothing there." Chichi pointed out. 18 shook her head. "He's right. There's something..." Prince Vegeta powered another blast in his hand. "Come out Coward! Or I'll blast you out!!" He growled. Silence. With a snarl he hurled the blast. It went through the air, slowing as it past through something. The disturbance fazed in the elipsed light and disappeared. Prinve Vegeta muttered a curse and strode forward in the rubble. He stuck his hand through where the blast slowed. Nothing. What ever it was, it was gone. "Damn." He scowled. There had been a portal. But to where? And who activated it?" Bulma stood. "My lab..." She looked at the rubble of molten metal and broken parts. "You can rebuild." Prince Vegeta shot into the air. "Contact those others. Who ever we're dealing with are not stupid. This will be interesting." He smirked and flew off. 18 raised an eyebrow. "Bulma? Are you ok?" The blue-haired human nodded numbly. "Yeah..." "I'll call the others." Chichi volunteered, going back inside. "My lab..." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Ah huh. Yes. Okay Ms Chichi." Trunks clicked his cell phone off, frowning. "What happened?" Pan asked worriedly. "Is..." "No. But..." Quickly he explained what happened. "And only Gohan, Yamcha and my father have cell phones. The others don't." "We have to warn them then." Pan grabbed his hand, tugging him along the side walk. She felt him grip her hand back. Heat flushed her cheeks. Darn. Suddenly he pulled her to him. "Trunks...wha...!?!" She was thrown to the ground a second before the world turned to hell. Screams ignited the air as red, firey smoke filled ashen skies, dripping with deadly debris. Trunks gripped her harder, gritting his teeth as piece after piece of unknown and VERY painful bits of rubble seered his back. "Trunks!" Pan screamed fearing the worse as his body went still. She shook violently as tears ran down in deep ravines on dirt covered cheeks. "TRUNKS!" He stirred with a groan, raising his head weakly. "Are you okay Pan?" She nodded and hugged him with relief. He winced. "Oh! sorry!" She saw him nod. Painfully, he got up, lungs straining as the fires around them sucked up the air. Pan gasped, seeing the whole of his back was bloodied, shirt long gone. He staggered. Something sticky blurred her view, making her dizzy as she stood. Blood. Her own blood. "Come on underwear boy." Pan slung an arm under his arms, slowly flying into the air, both rasping from lack of air. "Here." He took him from her. Pan looked up to see a face half shielded by an eye visor of sorts. "Thanks." She said gratefully. Prince Vegeta snorted, slinging the now unconcious Trunks over a shoulder. "Save it. We have no time." He looked at her speculatively. "Go back to the other women. You need help." He started flying off. "Wait!" Pan flew after him, wiping the blood from her eyes. She was rewarded with the horror of what happened. The whole of South Capitol had been destroyed. All those people... "I'm coming with you." Her voice did not allow argument. He shrugged. "Suit yourself woman. It isn't my fault if you die." He blasted off. Pan growled and went after him. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "You should not have done that Busu.We are to wait till Mesuinu arrives." "So? It was fun. I tire of always the same assignments. Always the paper pusher." The Second shadow gave its partner a glare. "At least it wasn't as stupid as that portal. He could've found us out." The other glared back. "If that's your opinion, then we would get to fight anyway." "Shut up Ama." The second looked back at the smoking hell they had created. Delicious. All those screaming humans. The joy of silencing them... "Your turn." It smirked. The First smirked, relenting. Why not have some fun? Mesuinu had told them to see to the Saiya-jins until the force's arrival. Why not indeed? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Prince Vegeta dropped the weakling without ceremony on the cement floor. Goku checked Trunk's pulse. "I'll be back." He touched two fingers to his forhead and was gone. Pan kneeled and cradled Trunk's head in her lap. Vegeta noticed the action and frowned. Prince Vegeta snorted in disgust. "Oou-sama..." "Stop the crap brat and call me rightly." Vegeta commanded. Prince Vegeta hesitated. "Overlord..." Vegeta growled. "I do not know of which title you mean Oou-sama. This is how you allow me to address you." He said plainly. Vegeta scowled. "You are allowed to call me Tousan, as a son would direct his father." He blinked. "I...I do not understand Oou-sama..." Prince Vegeta saw the warning glare. "Yes...father." Vegeta 'hmphed'. Suddenly Goku reappeared, carrying a small pouch. He kneeled and took out a bean. Pan took it, putting it in Trunk's mouth. The demi-saiyan chewed, sitting straighter as his body healed magically with the powers of the sensu. Prince Vegeta looked in amazement. "Curious. What type of healing device is that? We do not have that on Vegetasei." Goku grinned. "Sensu beans." He turned to Pan. "Pan-chan. Take one. You need it." Even as dumb as he was, he could still know the stubborness of his grandaughter. Pan looked at the bean and relunctantly took it, mumbling a thankyou. "Sorry..." Trunks blushed and lifted himelf from her lap. She twisted her head as her strength returned. "Where are the others?" Pan asked. "South-West city is closest." Goku frowned. "Grab a hold guys." Vegeta rolled his eyes and put a hand on his shoulder. Pan and Trunks did so too. Goku raised hid eyebrows at Alternate Trunks. Prince Vegeta scowled and placed a hand on the Saiya-jin's shoulder. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Nope. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Diddly squat." Yamcha pronounced with an air of confidence. "Yamcha-san, please pay attention." Mirai Trunks stretched his senses. Something was wrong...terribly wrong. Yamcha frowned. He sensed it too. "Hey Trunks..." The human didn't get to finish. Mirai Trunks cursed, thrown back but the force of explosion. Buildings collapsed around him. He smashed through five buildings at least before plowing through a sixth and colliding to the ground in the ever increasing cloud of dust. Shrapnel flew every where. He lifted a bloodied and dirt covered arm to ward the pieces from himself. Death was every where. Screams heightened and were suddenly cut off as building after building collapsed or exploded. If he didn't get out of there he'd be killed! Howling in anger he flashed into Super-saiyajin, sorching into the sky and gasping for oxygen. The whole city was a death zone. What happened....? Yamcha! The demi saiyan flew back into the blazing infernal, searching desperately for any signs of the human. "YAMCHA-SAN!!" A groan came from his left. Mirai Trunks spun. Yamcha carried a few survivors, he himself burnt, bloodied and in a right mess. Mirai Trunks didn't think he looked any better. "Er...little help?" Yamcha staggered from his injuries and the dead weights of unconcious humans. Mirai Trunks pulled most of them off his friend. They both struggled lifting into the air. The fires all around them sucked more and more air from their lungs. "Who could have done this?" Mirai Trunks thought angrily. "Monsters." "We're too late." Both spun to see Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, Other Trunks and Pan hovering in the air. "What a waste." Prince Vegeta looked down in distaste. Trunks looked at his future self. "We need to get out of here." Mirai Trunks and Yamcha nodded grimly. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Wha....!?!" Mirai Pan gasped, her senses over ridden with a sudden loss of ki all around her. Serpia spun. "I don't like this." As if they had the same thought, both shot into the air. A second later the whole city enmassed in a purple globe of fire. Mirai Pan amd Serpia looked in horror as building after building was consumed in slow motion. Though in truth, everything blew in micro seconds. A firey wall of flame exploded over the valley. Unknowingly, tears spilled down Mirai Pan's cheeks. "I..." Mirai Pan shook. The destruction of all those lives...for what?! Serpia swore softly, unable to move. Flashes of red went over in her mind. Blood. The smell of the dead....how... NO. She visably recomposed. "We have to help." Serpia flew down into the flames. Mirai Pan froze. Just like the androids. She nodded to no one in particular and followed. There could be survivors. But from experience she knew there wouldn't. There never were. "Pan-chan!!" Mirai Trunks screamed. They had just appeared to see the two women fly into the infernal. His heart wrenched. Goku put a hand on his shoulder, keeping him there. "I'll get them." The saiya-jin winked out of sight, reappearing moments later with two burned women. "Let us go." Serpia said emotionlessly, her eyes bleak. She did not like death. Though she knew it was a vital part of life, and even worse, a vital part of her life. Pan frowned at her tone. Mirai Pan didn't take two breathes before being crushed to Mirai Trunks body in a fierce hug. "Thank Kami." He whispered, lips in her hair. Trunks and Pan's eyes widened. Both started stuttering in shock as their future counterpart's lips met. Serpia frowned. "Pitiful humans." Prince Vegeta looked down, totally ignoring the two. Vegeta scowled. "I should have known." Mirai Pan and Mirai Trunks broke apart blushing furiously. "Ummm..." Pan and Trunks looked at each other and quickly looked away. "Wow! Guys! I didn't know you two were together!" Yamcha exclaimed excitedly. Goku smiled goofily. "Neither did I." Mirai Trunks's blush deepened. "We didn't want to endanger anything here..." Mirai Pan twisted her hands, very obviously trying to hide something. Pan gasped and grabbed her otherself's hand. "Your....you guys are....are...." "Engaged." Mirai Pan finished smiling. "He proposed two days ago." Pan gaped. "Enough of this we can deal with these matters at the compound." Prince Vegeta looked around, stretching his senses for the unknown energies. Nothing. Vegeta nodded and looked at Mirai Trunks. "We will talk about this." Mirai Trunks nodded numbly, an arm around his fiance's waist. "Grab hold." Goku placed two fingers to his forehead. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Mesuinu will definately not be happy." "What they don't know won't hurt them. We shall have some fun with these Saiya-jins. They will never know." The second lowered her hand and closed the portal. The first frowned. "We will be punished." "They can't object. It was their orders to deal with the Saiya-jin." "But Mesuinu wanted them to herself." "Screw them." The first smirked slowly. "That is treason. I don't go that way either." "Are you with me or not?" "For now." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ |