| THREE DIMENSIONS CHAPTER 5 He woke with a gasp. Sweat stuck to his armor. Was that a dream? With a groan he sat up in the pilot's chair. He turned and froze. It wasn't a dream. One of them stirred with a groan. "Was I drunk?" Goten sat up, opened his eyes...and screamed. They all woke. His other self and his mate were in a lover's embrace. The rest were in a pathectic heap. All groaned, getting up. Prince Vegeta felt different. He was back. He was sure of it. His ship. His dimension. Vegetasei and his...father. "Where are we?" Bura stood. "I remember..." She faltered. "Blackness...and evil." Mirai Trunks pressed his mate to him. "You okay?" She nodded into his chest. "We're healed" Gohan said. Even they're clothes were mended. Had it been an illusion? Just a trick of their minds? "That was no illusion brat." Vegeta stated, as if reading his mind. Pan help Trunks up. "Where are we?" "My ship, The Destroyer." Prince Vegeta looked out the viewport. Vegeta sucked in a breath. There was sight he had not seen in almost 50 years. Vegetasei. The red ruby. A rare gem in the galaxy. But not home. Not anymore. That word did not seem right. Somewhere in his time with the woman, that mudball of a planet Chikyuu, became his home. But nothing was like Vegetasei. "Nice name." Serpia said sarcastically. She was also in her armor. "Is that...our planet?" Goku looked at it in awe. "Not yours, mine." Vegeta corrected with a grunt. "Get ready, we land in a few minutes." Prince Vegeta took the controls, and flew. Pan nudged Trunks accusingly. Trunks glared. "Shut up. It was my first time flying!" Pan snorted and muttered, "Yeah right." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "That's Prince Vegeta's ship!!!" "All stations! Prepare for landing!" The green skinned technician pressed a button. "Overlord, the Prince is back." Silence. The other line cut off without a word. His partner glanced at him, both were covered with cold sweat. The technician gulped. "Standby." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Serpia clenched her fists. Why now? Of all times why now?! She could kill him amd be done with it. Yet, in a moment her silenced concience screamed. It annoyed her. Vegeta will get what he deserved. But she would wait. For now. Hopefully that damn concience will go away. Prince Vegeta and Vegeta were the only ones to not stumble as the ship landed. There was the sense of something unknown but exciting in the air. They all watched as the hatch lowered. Prince Vegeta strode out with one word, "Follow." "Easy for him." Bura muttered, fixing imagined tangles in her always perfect hair. "You okay Chichi?" Goku helped his wife up carefully. She nodded and clung to him. "Wow...it's huge!" Pan scanned the large building with her eyes. "And all of it built by slaves." Serpia said coldly, passing her. Pan glanced at her. "You really hate them don't you." A smirk crossed the other's face. "You'll see. And in time understand." She glared at the Prince a few steps in front of her. You and your family will pay. A huge metal blast door opened in front of them. Bura gasped. "Soldiers." Prince Vegeta said simply. The rows and rows of alien and Saiyan soldiers all knelt in a massive wave on both sides as he walked into the hall. Only three in the middle of the path remained standing. Three very familiar figures. All three knelt in the presence of their Prince. "Ouji-sama!" The whole ensemble chorused. "Nappa, Radditz, Turles, you may stand." "Welcome back Prince." Radditz clasped Prince Vegeta's arm in a warriors welcome. "Yes, the accounts of your conquests have been added to the library." Turles did the same, smirking. "Good." He turned to his father's most trusted elite. "Nappa. How goes?" The larger Saiya-jin clasped his arm. "Overlord wishes to see you in the palace immediately..." He trailed off as the sight caught him. If seemingly possible, everyone, bowed lower except Prince Vegeta. Walking, arms crossed along the tiled floor, Vegeta swept his gaze over the small army, a scowl on his face. "Overlord!" They chorused, louder. Vegeta stopped. "Nappa, Radditz and Turles. Interesting for you to be here." "Per your orders Overlord." Turles replied. "Stand." Vegeta looked back the way he came. The three Saiya-jins stood, glancing at Prince Vegeta in confusion. Disrespect was not a good thing in front of the King. Most died. Prince Vegeta ignored their looks. "Come out." Gasps and murmurs traveled among the men. Trunks, Bulma, Pan, Mirai Trunks and Pan, Serpia, Goten, Bura, Gohan, Chichi and finally Goku walked out. "How in the..." Radditz exclaimed, eyes widening. "Kakaroto." Nappa sneered. "You were dead." Goku looked puzzled. "Was I?" He grinned, "That was long time ago." Radditz, Nappa and Turles traded looks. Serpia scowled at them. Vegeta's elite. They had hunted her family... and Radditz... was family. He betrayed them. And will die first if she had her way. "How can there be THREE Princes!?!?" A soldier murmured next to her. Prince Vegeta scowled. "QUIET!!" His voice thundered over the hall. Silence immediately followed. *Never knew I could do that.* Mirai Trunks thought. "These people are guests. Their blood shows their rank. I will be most displeased if any harm come to them." Prince Vegeta scanned faces. "We can take care of ourselves. " Trunks retorted. "We ARE Super Saiya-jin." Goten added. Nappa and co leveled their gaze at them at that remark. "Do you doubt that?" Vegeta demanded an edge in his voice. "No Overlord." Radditz supplied. Nappa cleared his throat. "Prince, how can this be? Overlord was in the throne room minutes ago. He cannot move so fast without our scouters detecting the powerlevel..." He looked at Vegeta. "Not that I doubt your power..." Vegeta glared. *Nappa is still the the grovelling baka he was before I killed him. * "When we see the King. All will be explained." Prince Vegeta clicked his fingers." Axia. QT. Jade. Blue." Out of nowhere four shadows appeared and fazed in front of the Prince in perfect sync. All were women, identical except for their hair colour and the colour of their v-necked leotards. Deadly as they were beautiful. Bulma started. "Those are androids!" Prince Vegeta ignored her. "These are my personal body guards. They are the newest in android technology and will safe guard you. Axia," He commanded. The shoulder length red head stepped in front, her out fit to match. "QT," The blonde smiled chillingly. "Jade," Her hair in fine wisps of green were plaited intricately down her back. Jade nodded. "And Blue." The hair like silk ran like blue waves down to her waist, encircling an identical beauty like her sisters. Serpia clenched her teeth. Androids were human, once. "They are marvellous. Do they talk?" Bura said in wonder. "If you wish. My program locates Royal blood in your body. You are of relation of King Vegeta are you not?" Jade said with a happy voice, unsuited and too alive to be in a machine. Bura nodded. The three elite frowned. "This way, Overlord is expecting the Prince." Axia and her sisters walked, hips swinging to the other door. "That's unbelieveable." Mirai Trunks whispered. "They are...too...." "Human?" Mirai Pan suggested, knowing how he felt. Living in a world devastated by androids they hated them but those had been...alive. And creepy. Mirai Trunks nodded. "There was something wrong with their ki." Gohan started walking. "Their life force was there, but...not." Goku frowned. "Not like the ones in our world." Chichi nodded. "18 doesn't have a ki." "Stop dithering! We are in dangerous grounds." Vegeta snarled quietly. Serpia agreed whole-heartedly. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Was that such a good idea?" "Our orders were to deal with them. We are dealing." Busu watched the portal smiling. "Since when have we gotten back to the orders?" Ama joined her. "Thought it sounded proper. Don't start on the heresy bullshit Ama. I tire of it." "And I tire of your disrespect." Both fell into silence. "We will act once they are...preoccupied." Busu stated. "I wonder if these idoits scream?" Smirking, Ama waved a hand over the portal. "We will get away with this yet." Busu closed it. "You better hope so." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Is this the palace?" Bura whispered in awe. "Big." Mirai Trunks commented. Suddenly a scream sounded. "What the...!?!" Trunks ducked as a moving thing flew over head. And headed straight for his counter part. Prince Vegeta casually stepped to the side, scowling in distaste. "Stop." Out of nowhere he caught the leg aimed straight for his head. The female Saiya-jin growled and twisted, bringing her other leg up in a round house kick. And hit air. She was flung back by a vicious backhand, her body slamming against the wall. "Pathectic. Train before you try to take me on wench." Prince Vegeta scowled at the female. Lowering herself into a kneel she nodded, head lowered. "Yes my Prince." "Humph." With a grunt, he walked off without looking back. Mirai Trunks, Goten and Trunks's jaw slackened. "I'm thinking, Saiya-jin mating rituals?" Gohan wondered. "But that's wrong! The girl threw herself at him and he punched her!" Chichi exclaimed, but then remembered the many times Goku had done that to HER. She sent her husband an grumpy glare... "It's demeaning!" Bura burst out. Serpia gave them a weird look. "How so? Female Saiya-jins are allowed any mate since there are only a small percent of them. The only clause is that they have to defeat their chosen mate." "Yes, but the men are always stronger!" Bura complained. Another weird look. "I do not understand. Saiya-jins are equal. Female and male alike. The only difference is rank." Serpia frowned. "Please follow. We are behind." Axia sing songed. Pan nudged Trunks. "You should remember that Trunks-kun." "What? I am stronger than you." He replied smoothly. "Underwear Boy." Pan muttered. Mirai Pan sniggered. The entrance of the palace loomed overhead in waves of blue gray marble. Flanked by the three Saiya-jins, Prince Vegeta walked down the blackened hallway in a manner that screamed regality. He glanced at QT. The blonde nodded and pushed opened heavy doors. "Wow." Bulma breathed. Vegeta frowned, looking down the long pathway to the throne. "I don't remember this." The floor was made of crystal-titanium, an alloy that could stand even medium ki-blasts, and was known to be the strongest glass found in the galaxy. Under this, clear, blue water simmered pleasantly under lights. Without hesitation, Prince Vegeta strode forward, Nappa, Radditz and Turles steps behind him. They followed cautiously in awe. Serpia's face went emotionless. There he is. A hush fell over the room. "Overlord." Prince Vegeta and the three elites tapped their left shoulder with their right fist as all four kneeled. Resting on one elbow, Overlord Vegeta smirked in a manner that could only be described as cruel. "So you have returned Prince. Stand. Report." Prince Vegeta did so. "All ten thousand worlds been added to the Glory of The Saiya-jin Empire." Ten thousand!?! The thought flashed through all of the Z Warriors at once. Serpia scowled. King Vegeta leaned back into the gold throne. "Good. I have watched the surveilance network. Well done boy." Prince Vegeta lowered his head in acknowledgement of the rare compliment. "Oou-sama. I was detered along the way back from Miruku-sei." "Continue." "Somehow an unknown force brought me through a time gate into another dimen..." Vegeta stepped into view. "He arrived into my dimension." The hall went into total silence. Slowly, the Overlord stood, eyes narrowed. "You are myself." He stated, as if the shock of seeing himself was below his station to feel. Vegeta merely nodded, his face mirroring his counterpart's. Sweeping his eyes over the group the Overlord scowled. "Kakarot. So my counterpart could not kill you. Pathectic." Goku looked at this other Vegeta frowning. "Why would he kill me? We are allies." King Vegeta howled in laughter, joined by the likes of all Saiya-jin in the room. "ALLIES! Do not tell me it is so!" He threw his head back in laughter. Prince Vegeta face remained emotionless. Vegeta looked at his double measuringly. *This is the man I could've been had not it been for the woman. Interesting. * The whole Son family frowned. Bulma's face twisted into a look of fury. "Stop it! Goku is one of my best friends! And no doubt more powerful than you would ever be!" Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her but said nothing. The room went quiet at the gesture of the King's hand. He looked at her in actual shock. "Bulma?" She kept his gaze stubbornly. Prince Vegeta glanced at his father in a silent question of dismay. The Overlord stepped down from the throne and walked down, eyes never leaving hers. Bulma was shocked to see the flash of terrible grief in his eyes. Then it was gone. Vegeta stepped to her side. "She is mine." He threw the silent challenge at his counterpart. The Overlord looked at him. "Keep her. I failed mine." Vegeta crossed his arms and nodded at acknowledgement. And the quick flash was gone once again. "Overlord, may I grant them hospitality in the palace?" Prince Vegeta stepped up. King Vegeta looked at the two other faces in the group. "You, boy. What is your name!?" He demanded at Trunks. "Trunks..." He started. "Human," Trunks flinched. "And you?" King Vegeta glared down at Mirai Trunks. "I am the same as him." He said, gaze wavering under eyes that glared with harsh intensity. The Overlord narrowed his eyes. Pathectic weak fools. "Girl!" Bura met his gaze with out flinching and held it. "My name is Bura Vegeta Briefs. Your daughter." He bore down on her, a fierce, to every one else, a frightful intensity in his eyes. "Daughter." "Yes." Bura replied, crossing her arms like his own. Apparently satisfied, he looked elsewhere. "And I presume these are your brats Karkaroto? No, these three are too young. Grandbrats perhaps." Goku frowned. "Vegeta, my name is Goku, not Kakaroto." Scowling, Nappa, Radditz, Turles and King Vegeta's head shot up. "You renounce your Saiya-jin name as well Third-class!?" Nappa demanded. Goku's brows furrowed. "I don't think so. And I dislike being called that." The Overlord growled. "You are even more of an incompetent baka than before!" "Before?" He asked in puzzlement. Vegeta rolled his eyes. "This Kakaroto is not the one you killed Vegeta." A female voice said softly. The Overlord looked at the speaker, the only one of the three black haired demi saiya-jin brats in Saiya-jin armor. She looked back with emotionless eyes. "You are descended from this world's Kakaroto." He turned and ignored her. Much to the dismay of his Elites. She had called him by name. He regarded his heir. "If you want those third-class to stay under this roof, they will stay under your responsiblity." He hesitated letting the meaning sink in. "Take them to the west wing. My counterpart's mate and heirs will be placed in the north, as they are of royal blood and be treated as no less." The Overlord scowled as he sat down on the throne. "Get those androids of yours to show them." He waved his hand in indifference. Prince Vegeta bowed his head respectfully. "It will be done Oou-sama." He glanced at the silent shadows on the walls. Vegeta scowled. "We will need armor. Elite models." His double scowled back. "It is treason for third-class to wear Elite armor. And I will not discriminate my soldiers by letting...humans don Saiya-jin armor." He said the species name as if it was trash. "Kakaroto was Elite before he was killed." Vegeta stated to his and Kakaroto's family's shock. Radditz sneered. "My brother was a fool." "You are even less worthy of the rank." The Overlord replied cutting the Saiya-jin off. The former Second-class bowed his head out of fear and respect. King Vegeta glared at Kakaroto. "One wonders why you would defend such stupidity. He is not worthy to defend." Vegeta grunted. "His life is mine to take." He declared with menacing certainty. King Vegeta smirked cruelly. "Very well. Go to the armory. He is your concern for now." The Overlord looked at his heir. "I have an guest to present you." "Yes. Oou-sama." The Prince only nodded in indifference. As they left, Serpia glanced at the gliding figure of a woman entering the throne. That's a Siren! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Vegeta walked by, ignoring the awed looks of passing soldiers. "Gee, Vegeta, do I have to wear armor? It was ok when Cell came but I don't feel very comfortable in armor, I always thought my gi was more comfortable and..." Vegeta rolled his eyes. Serpia however was marking their journey. "You don't understand." Gohan frowned. "Father, I think she means, if you don't wear armor, you will be treated differently." As clueless as his father, Goten scratched his head. "Differently?" Vegeta growled. "You bakas will be treated as slaves." "I'm taking that ain't a good thing." Trunks commented. They arrived outside a set of double doors. "Please enter." Moving to open the doors the android named Blue bowed slighty. Without further instructions, Vegeta and Serpia walked in, arms crossed. "WHOA!" Trunks, Mirai Trunks and Goten screamed at once, eyes bugging out in shock as Serpia raised her breast plate a little. She gave them a weird look. Vegeta grunted in amusment, picking out a black body suit. He was totally oblivious to the almost scene. Bura looked around the small room. "Please don't tell me we have to change at the same time." Pan paled. "WHAT!?!" Serpia looked at them in annoyance. "Male and female Saiya-jin share in most circumstances." Her tone said this as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She scanned the shelves and picked out a white, one-strap beastplate without any insignia and a blue leotard, obiviously made for a female. Gohan spluttered. "We cannot..." "Saiya-jin do not value human tendencies such as modesty. It is a waste of time when eighty percent of the population is male." Vegeta had somehow found a cape. The men blushed to the roots of their hair with the exception of Vegeta and the ever clueless Goku. Serpia lifted her breastplate again. "Yamero!" Came the instant scream, filled with panick. "How about we just take turns?" Bura said in exasperation. Bulma smirked, "I don't know..." "MOTHER!!!" Both Trunks screamed in horror. Raising her hands in defense, "Kidding..." "Do I have to wear it as well?" Gohan looked at his mother who had been shockingly quiet through the whole ordeal. "Why not Chichi? " Bulma shrugged, going in. The other woman sighed. "Chichi, didn't you wear armor when I met you?" Goku asked innocently. She threw him a look, surprised he had remembered. "Goku-sa, I was twelve." "Oh yeah..." Chichi smiled, shaking her head and joined Bulma. "Come on Pan. It can't be that bad." Bura pulled both of her friends forward. They looked back in sync. "OUT!!!" An hour later, due to Bura's fussiness, and lack of knowledge armorwise on every else's part, they finally were on their way to what the android sisters called their master's home. "Um...Bura, isn't that a little...skimpy?" Goten's cheeks flushed. Bura smirked, fingering the high collar of the red, swimsuit-like, low dipping body suit with the black breastplate. "I like it." "You would." Pan muttered. She had a no-sleeve full body suit in black, and a white, thin strapped breast plate. Trunks laughed. "Not used to the feel Panny?" She shot him a death look. "Speak for yourself Boxer Boy." Mirai Trunks smiled, having already worn armor before on his time travels, was absolutely fine with his out fit. "You two are weird." "Please, my master demands silence in the vincinity of his wing. " The red headed android said tonelessly. Serpia raised an eyebrow. "Silence?" They only nodded mutely. Sure enough the large main hall rang in absolute silence. "Whoa. Creepy." Goten whispered. "Why are you whispering?" Gohan said normally. His younger brother shrugged. In turn they were shown their rooms. The androids hesitated at the Mirai couple. Jade opened a pair of double doors. "Our master requested you share a room." "Um...." Mirai Trunks sweated under the intensity of Gohan's stare. His mate had no problems whatsoever. "Wow! This is huge!" "You are welcome to stay with your family in the North-wing as Overlord commanded. " QT explained. Mirai Trunks looked at Gohan nervously. "Gohan-kun, may I..." Gohan glared at him. "You are not married yet." "Don't worry. It's not as if we haven't..." Mirai Pan trailed off at her mate's ever reddening cheeks. "Hehehe." "Leave them brat. They'll be fine." Vegeta walked off. "How can I find ANYTHING here!?! This is a hundred times the palace lived in!" Chichi wailed, her voice echoing down immense walls. "Come, Overlord's counter part. We will show you to your rooms." "I know where they are android." Vegeta sneered walking off, his family trailing behind him. "I'm starting to not trust my own sense of direction." was the last thing they heard as Trunks's form disappeared down a corridor. Jade and Blue followed them mutely. "Our master commands your presence in the dinner hall in an hour." Axia said in a chillingly cheery voice. "Take us that long to find it." Pan muttered. "Dinner?" Was asked the simultaneous question by two ever hungry Sons. Axia nodded. "In an hour." She repeated. Serpia looked through her room. *I could finish him in the night...* She barely noticed the lavishness of her surroundings, walking only towards the balcony. *An hour. That should be enough time.* She looked sadly upon her home world. *I am back.* ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The hidden cameras watched her take off. "I want all the dimensional preventors on alert. Get those idiots in the labs to set the Dimension web up. I don't want any surprises. " The purple skinned alien bowed. "As you wish Ouji-sama." "And Kui. Don't screw this up like that assignment on Planet 79." He said over his shoulder. Kui gritted his teeth. "Yes Ouji-sama." And left. King Vegeta watched silently behind him. "Oou-sama. What are your thoughts?" Prince Vegeta turned from the survelliance screens to look boldly at his King. Without looking at him he replied. "This threat is female am I correct?" "That is correct." "They are unknown. And their power of dimensional transport makes it difficult to capture them. However, we know what it is they want." Prince Vegeta scowled, hating the fact he had not thought of it. "Bait." "Yes. It is obvious their objective is you and Kakaroto's grandbrat. More specific, you and her from three specific planes." "Something we did?" He asked, frowning in thought. "Or will do. That was Freiza's reason for almost killing the Saiya-jins. He was a fool to underestimate us." Prince Vegeta nodded in hatred. Frieza and his family had time and time again tried to over throw them. Of course, they proved time and time again that nothing was compared to the power of a Super Saiya-jin. "They will be back." King Vegeta growled. "We will be ready. The Chikyuu-jin resources are pathectic. " He snorted. "Send out reconaissance teams of third class soldiers. They are getting lacking in their performance." He addressed a nearby technician without turning around. "Those fools in the labs better find a way to locate this disturbance in 48hours or I will be most displeased." The alien gulped, sweating. "I will send word." Prince Vegeta turned to leave. "And boy, remember that they are under your responsiblity. I would hate to punish you for their idiotic actions." Prince Vegeta stopped, knowing very well who 'they' were. "Yes Oou-sama." He said quietly. The Overlord smirked menacingly. "Take care of the Siren ambassador. I don't want her wandering or there will be consequences." "I will keep her...occupied." Prince Vegeta left, cape flying behing him menacingly. The King looked over the view screens. "Bulma..." The blue crowned beauty flopped onto the bed. His expression softened for a rare moment that was too quick to be seen by anyone else. If they had seen, death would follow without doubt. Suddenly a white gloved fist clamped over the view screen before undoubtedly crushing the small spycam. A ghost of a smirk played on King Vegeta's lips. It was exactly what he would've done. He didn't bother checking the sound or back up views. All of them would be dust by now. *Smarter than I thought.* ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ He gulped again, tugging at his collar at the woman's stare. "What is it this time?" Serpia looked the blue-skinned alien over. "There's a new assignment. They called you, knowing you were the best." "I am." He swallowed again. "The target's a woman. Siren..." She looked up sharply. "Siren?" "Y-yes. She is an ambassador." "Her crimes?" Gekin cleared his throat. Even though he was at least a foot taller than the woman, there was something extremely intimidating about her. "She was a part of the Saber project. T-that was where..." "Over a thousand species where totally wiped out with mostly sole survivors. I KNOW what it was." "Y-yes. Those survivors want to hunt down the persons involved and..." "How much?" Gekin winced. "They are offering a Galactican Jewel." Serpia waved her hand. "I have no use for Jewels. Cash." "But they can't..." He backed a step at the fierce look in her glance. "I don't like killing. If they want this female done in, in the palace, they will need better payment." Nodding in fear, Gekin looked around. "Alright. It's against my orders but, how 'bout two Galactian Jewels?" She regarded him, letting him sweat a while in the silence. "It will do. Half now, half after." "I can't..." He hesitated at her glare. "O-ok." She took the small Jewel in her palm. Galactian Jewels were worth at least 5 million credits each. Without a word she left. Gekin breathed in relief, wishing he actually had sweat glands to get rid of the fear. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Hey, this is getting interesting." "Busu, this is not entertainment." With a grunt, Busu looked back onto the portal. "In time. But until then, I will enjoy some interesting entertainment from these Saiya-jin." Ama looked at her in disgust. "You go against all regulation Busu." She sneered her name like a curse. "I have never listened to those fools and their rules." "All the more reason they will kill the both of us if we fail." "We won't." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ |