Saiya-jins versus Area 51
By Debarott
Vegeta sniffed. Something about this smelt wrong. And
whre in the name of Kami was Kakorott? He'd said he'd
be here so they could spar. Yet Kakorott's Ki was
nowhere to be felt. Pacing Vegeta thought. Could he be
in the wrong place? No. He corrected himself. Kakorott
had said here on the phone, he'd even sent map
coordinates. Vegeta swore. Kakarott wouldn't send map
coordinates, Kakorott couldn't read a map. Hell,
Kakorott struggled at join the dots. This was a trap.
A sharp pain in his butt made him turn. He swore again
as he slumbed to the ground, wishing he'd worked it
out sooner just so he could kick himself for falling
for it. He was going soft. Goku, grinning a wide Son
grin, stooped and picked up the candy bar. His hands
were already full of candy, having retreived over a
hundred that were scattered in a rough path. His
stomach taking control he'd followed the trail,
'rescuing' the forgotton sweets. So intent was he on
the task that he barely noticed the lack of light as
he walked stright into a cave. Beginning to munch a
choclate bar to help keep him going, Goku slumped to
the ground, a dart in his backside. So intent was he
on eating that he hadn't even noticed. Goten paced up
and down outside the cave, wearing hisnormal clothes
and his school backpack. He was cutting from school
again, his pack filled with his Gi and a pair of
fighting shoes along with two cherry bombs, a comic
and a whoopy cushion. With Trunks you never could tell
what you'd be doing. H glanced at his wrist,
remembering that the radio watch Trunks had given him
for cheating on tests had been conferscated and
sighed. He couldn't tell the time anyway. This was too
close to his house for a good meeting point, he
shuddered at the thought of Chichi finding him here,
not at school. He'd be grounded for the rest of his
life. Goten jumped out of his thoughts, hand clutching
his injured butt before he slumped to the ground, fast
asleep. Trunks' false smile had fallen and now he was
scowling like his father. "Goten, this isn't funny you
Baka. Where are you?!" Trunks' yelled to the woods,
trying to sense his friends Ki and knowing full well
that he wouldn't feel his friend standing behind him
if Goten didn't want him too. A dart hit him in the
backside. "Nani?" He said, turningto look at his
injured butt. Collapsing Trunks managed, "I'm gonna
kill you Go-ten," and fell asleep. Deep in the heart
of Area 51, somewhere in the Narvada desert. In a
white airlock chamber where several doctors pulled on
biological hazard suits. "So professor, what are we
studying?" A young inturn asked. "They call themselves
Saiyans. We will have to be very careful. They are
very powerful…" In a metal chamber with Ki surpressors
and a forcefeild sealing the way out.
"LET.ME.OUT.OF.HERE.NOW!" Vegeta bellowed, slamming
his fist in to the metal wall and denting it.
"I.WILL.NOT.SHARE.WITH.KAKOROTT!!!" Goku looked up, a
bit disoppointed, then jumped as Vegeta jumped,
yelling "I call top bunk!" a second before Vegeta and
landed on the bunk, wearing a satisfied grin. Vegeta's
vein bulged. "I, as Prince of all the Saiyans demand
the top bunk!" He growled, glaring up at Goku who
stuck out his tongue in response. "Fine, we'll see
about this!" Vegeta grabbed the side of the top bunk
and pulled. Metal groaned as muscle able to with stand
3000 times gravity contracted. With a last scream of
protest the bunk seporated from the wall and Vegeta,
holding the bunk and Goku over his head walked to the
other side of the room and dropped both to the ground.
Laughing evily, Vegeta walked back to the bunk still
secured to the wall and sat down. "Awww, why'd you
have to do that Veggie-chan?" Vegeta turned red, his
lip curling up into a growl. "Don't call me that,
Baka!" He roared. The group of scientist watched as
Vegeta charged Goku, trying to punch him. Goku just
laughed, blocking and declared, "Goody, sparring
match," punching back at Vegeta. The proffessior
turned to the other doctors who stood transfixed,
staring through the one way window as the fight gained
strength. "As you can see, Saiyan are extremely strong
and quite feircely territoral. The strange thing is
that test subject B, 'Vegeta' seems tobe the leader od
this small group by the way he bosses around the
other." The professor turned and gestured to the other
window. "This leadership seems to be family orintated
as 'Trunks' who is 'Vegeta's' son is incharge of
'Goten'. Observe…" "Why does tousan and Vegetable head
always fight?" Goten asked, looking up at his purple
haired friend who sat on the top bunk. "Dunno. Help me
out here." Trunks sat with his back to the force field
looking down at the mass of multicoloured wires
connected to the over head light. "Nani? Don't want
to." Goten stood up, looking toward his friend. "Come
on, I'm trying to get us out of here." Goten sighed
and climbed up on to the top bunk. "O, pretty coloured
wires." Trunks sighed. "I need you to put the red and
the green wires together and hold them, okay?" "I'm
not going to get shocked right?" "No, you won't."
Goten pulled a cheerful Son Goku grin andpressed the
two wires together. His hair spiked upwards as the
lights flashed and his body shook. The power cut off
as Trunks pulled a purple wire from its connection.
Hair smoking, Goten looked as though he was about to
cry. "You said…" Goten started, voice snuffly. "I
know, I'm sorry." Trunks interupted. Goten grinned
again, dropping the wires and smoothing his unruley
hair. Trunks suddenly got the feeling that he knew why
his father hated Goku, like Goten he was just to
cheerful. "As you can see Goku and Goten as well as
having incrediable pain tolerance (Vegeta is currently
smashing Goku in the stomach while he just laughs)
they also have incredably low levels of intellegance,
which we will test further." Goku sat in a leather
chair facing a short bald man with glasses. "Good
morning Goku, how are you feeling today?" The doctor
asked softly. "Hungry." "No, emotianally how do you
feel?" Goku thought this over. Three minutes later.
"Oh, I get it." Goku faked tears and with a slight
snuffle in his voice he whined, "I'm sooo hungry." The
doctor frowned. "Do you miss anyone? Your wife?"
"Chichi!? Where!" Goku coward in his chair, glancing
around nervously. The doctor scribbled in his notepad
'afriad of wife? Spouse abuse?' "Are you sad you've
been taken from your wife?" Goku thought this over,
brow furrowed. Five minutes later. "Yeah." He finally
answers. "Why?" "She's a great cook." "Do you have any
hobbies?" Goku looked confused again. "Things you like
to do?" The doctor prompted. "Fighting, um eating and
training." "What's your worst nightmare?" Goku
shudders. "Finding there is no food, Anywhere!" He
answered, looking destinctly rattled. The doctor
nodded softly, scribbling 'life revolves around eating
and fighting.' "Thank you, if you go through that door
there you can take a short test then have something
for dinner." The doctor blinked as the image left
behind of Goku faded away. He'd already gone. "Hi,
take a seat." Goten, glancing around the big room
stepped away from the armed guards and climbed in to
the huge leather arm chair. His feet were barely of
the edge of the seat. "Goten." The doctor said,
reaching out his hand for the seven year old to shake.
"Nice to meet you." "Hey, you have the same name as
me." Goten said, excitedly crushing the doctors hand.
"that's sooo cool, I've never met anyone else called
Goten before." The doctor sighed, pulling his hand
away to massage the feeling back. "My names not
Goten." The boys smile dropped. "My name is Doctor
Spenser Jones." "Oh." "How are you feeling?" Um,
hungry I guess." The doctor sighed. "How do you feel
in your heart?" A confused expression crossed Goten's
face. "Um, do you miss your mother? Do you like it
here?" Goten thought this over. "No." The doctors
headache was getting worse. "No, to what?" "Huh?"
Goten looked up from where he was kicking his legs.
Massaging his temples the doctor scribbled 'mental
retardation?' in his note book. Trunks flopped back in
to the chair and smirking like his father was so
famous for said, "What's up doc?" Half heartedly
smiling back the doctor leaned back in to his own
chair. "Hey man, you've got that look my tousan always
gets whenever Goku's done something really stupid. You
already interveiwed him and Goten right?" The doctor
sighed and nodded, raising an eyebrow when a tup of
asprin landed in frount of him on the desk. "Wh-what?"
The doctor stuttered. "For the headache. My tousan all
but lives on the stuff." The doctor tipped out and
swallowed two of the white pills and sighed. "How do
you feel?" He asked, almost afraid of the answer. "Bit
bored I guess, watching Goten electricute himself is
only amusing for so long." Surprized the doctor
scribbled 'had a brain' under Trunks' name. "What are
your hobbies?" "Anoying my tousan with Goten, sparring
with Goten, playing on Pokemon stadium with Goten…" He
pauses thinking, "Oh yeah, and eating." He said as an
after thought. The doctor forced a smile. He
sweatdropped. "If you go through there, you can take
an IQ test." Trunks nodded, picked up the asprin tup
and walked off. Four armed guards stood around Vegeta
who was tied to the chair with metal reinforced rope.
Seven Ki suppressors sat in various areas of the room
and two doctor stood ready with sedatives. Vegeta
scowled. Not his normal scowl. No, this one was purley
reserved for special occations. In front of this scowl
planets had fallen. It was his 'I'm going to kill you
all' scowl. The doctor trembled, the guards trembled,
their breifing about how dangerous this one man was
still ringing in their ears. "Um," The bald doctor
facing Vegeta mumbled in a panic stricken voice. "Er.
Pleased to met you Vegeta." Vegeta growled, adding a
smirk of 'you will know the meaning of the word pain'.
The guards nervously took a backward step, raising
their dart guns. "Um, how…how are you feeling today
Veg…Vegeta..a." The doctor stuttered, wiping his brow
with a handchief. When Vegeta finally spoke everyone
in the room jumped. "Angry." He purred, loving the
fear these men had of him. It had been too long a time
since men had cowarded in fear of his wrath. "Oh," The
doctor replied, his pen shaking as he wrote 'Very
angry' on his note pad. "W…Why?" "Because I've been
taken from my home." Vegeta's chest muscles tightened
clearly under his work out uniform. "My mate is going
to be mad at me." The bond that held him to the chair
tightened. "She's going to throw me out and I'll be
sleeping on the couch for a month." Vegeta glared at
the doctor. "But do you know whats worse, what makes
me really angry?" The doctor shook under that glare as
the ropes became tense. "N…Nuh, No? Wh…What?" "YOU.
PUT. ME. IN. THE. SAME. CELL. AS. KAKAROTT!!!!" Vegeta
roared. With a huge, resounding 'Snap' Vegeta was
free. He lunged forward. Unable to form a Ki blast,
Vegeta's hands went for the doctors throat, ready to
break the weak human neck. Vegeta's hands reached the
doctors throat as all four guards fired at once, all
four darts hitting Vegeta's back. Growling in
frustration Vegeta lulled into sleep, unable to resist
the powerful drugs. The guards pulled Vegta's limp
body away from the doctor and dragged him through the
doorway toward the waiting IQ test. "Why are you so
happy Kakarott?" Vegeta asked as eight guards (six
surrounding Vegeta) lead them down a metal corridor.
Vegeta, who had only just woken up after being sedated
for a second time after the IQ test was grumpy. He
still hadn't had anything to eat. "I got a really good
result." Goku said, looking down at his answered IQ
paper. Goten looked at it and grinned. "I did better."
He anounced and held up a paper marked '30 IQ?' "Awww,
not fair, I only got fifty." Goku moaned, comparing
tests. Both Vegeta and Trunks sighed in frustration.
"Guys, the higher the number , the better the IQ."
Trunks said softly. "Average is one hundred, which
means your both Baka's." Vegeta growled. Goku and
Goten's faces both fell into those sad puppy dog
expressions known to make everyone (escept Vegeta)
melt. Vegeta and the others walked down the corridor
in silence for a while. Trunks cleared his throat and
looked up at his father nervously. "So, em what did
you get Tousan?" He asked. Vegeta smirked, as though
this was the one question he most wanted to be asked.
He unfolded a piece of paper that he'd hiden in a
pocket of his Gi. "I got one hundred and twenty."
Vegeta read proudly, smirking at Goku's further crest
fallen face. Trunks nodded happily, trying to put on a
good face while he was privatly swearing. He had so
wanted to beat his father, get a good mark to show
that he was in someway a good son. "What you get
Brat?" Vegeta asked. "um," Trunks pulled out a piece
of paper from his jean pocket. "One hundred and
fifteen." Vegeta's smirk increased. "My Brat beat both
your IQ's put together." He said, slapping a hard, but
proud hand on to Trunk's shoulder. Finally at the end
of the huge corridor, the four stared at the door
plate that read 'medical test room'. Goku was shaking
like a leaf in a hurricane, his mouth forming
soundless words as he looked pleadingly at Vegeta. The
guards shoved them in to the room, Goku trailing
behind, trying to hide behind his much shorter, spiky
haired friend. A man in a white coat looked up from
his desk. He was bald with a long grey bread down to
his chest and looked very bored. "Oh, the Saiyans." He
sighed and reluctantly pulled himself to his feet and
strolled over. His small beady eyes glancing the four
up and down. He looked down at his note pad. "Hmm,
lets start with the blood test." Due to the Ki
surpressors, Goku couldn't transport or faze. That
didn't man that he still wasn't a lot (LOT!) faster
than the average man. Wait, screw average man. Goku
would leave a capsule racing car standing on the start
line. Aspecially when needles are involved. So when,
seeing through Goku's eyes, the doctor pulled out a
sering with a foot long dangerous looking needle and
startd laughing evilly, it was all too much.
Whimpering Goku launched himself away, narrowly
missing trampling Goten and headed for the only exit.
The metal dented outwards as Goku smashed striaght
into it, futterly and with too much strength turning
the lock wheel only to have it break off in his hand.
The doctor advanced, needle held downward as he made
stabbing motions. "Mwawawaw!" He laughed. Goku, unable
to use his Ki to blast down the door and unable to
think along the lines of simply smashing his way
through the metal using extreme muscle strength,
collapsed to the ground. He curled into a fetal
position, his arms wrapped around his legs, tear of
pure fear glishening as they ran down his face. The
doctor knelt beside him, taking Goku's arm which had
suddenly lost all its strength. An evil grin spread
across his demonic face. "Don't worry, this is going
to hurt like hell." The doctor said, aiming the foot
long needle down at Goku's arm and stabbed. Goku
screamed as the doctors laugh echoed in his ears.
"Mwawawa!" Goku screamed. Goku blinked away tears as
the doctor, his once expressionless face turning to
concern as he withdrew the needle which was full of
blood. "See, that wasn't so bad." He said in a
'talking to a three year old' voice. He pushed a
cotton bud against Goku's arm. Standing shakely, Goku
snapped his arm away from the doctors grasp and
retreated behind Vegeta who for once wasn't laughing
at Goku. He was instead looking with concern at the
huge Saiyan who was holding the cotton bud in place
and sniffing. "Kakorott." He said, his voice
unnaterally soft, "Are you alright?" Goku had sat down
on the floor behind Vegeta, tears still in his eyes as
he hugged his knees. He, though tall and muscled,
suddenly looked younger than Goten. He nodded, a bit
unsure of himself and swallowed. While Trunks
willingly stretched his arm out to the doctor, Vegeta,
suddenly intrested crouched infront of Goku. "Why are
you so afraid of needles?" Goku looked down, his eyes
tearing again. His voice trembling, he said… "The
(sniff) Red Banner (sniff) caught me (sniff) and ran
tests (tear falls + sniff) on me. With…with… needles."
Goku was trembling all over. Vegeta reconised it as
both fear and barely contained anger at being so
helpless. "What happened to the Red Banner? Vegeta
asked, privatly swearing that he'd kill any member
still alive for their disrespect of the Saiyan race.
"I killed them!" Goku growled, a strange foreign hate
crossing his normally innocent face. "I killed them
all!" The doctor lishening looked a bit nervous as a
suddenly reluctant Goten kept moving his arm away. If
his father was afraid of needles he should be too.
Trunks lashed out and grabbed his left arm, holding it
still for the doctor who had just taken a sample of
Vegeta's blood. "Owww!" Goten yelled as a sudden pain
went into his left arm, near the elbow. Trunks smiled
reassuringly and laughed when the doctor handed both
himself and Goten a lolly. Goten, pain forgotten,
hunger remembered grabbed the lolly, tore the wrapper
off with his teeth and stuck it in his mouth, grinning
like his father. Vegeta paced the cell frowning. Goku,
his normal grin replaced on his face watched the
Saiyan Prine as Vegeta struggled to come up with a
good escape plan. "And your sure you can't teleport
us?" "Sure, I'm sure, I'm sure." Goku answered, trying
for the hundredth time to do anything with his Ki. For
the hundredth time he failed. Vegeta scowled at no one
in particular, knowing that after the Ki surpressors
had been reajusted to cut off all their powers he
would not be able to follow his orignal plan to make
Kakarott smash his way through the metal walls. "We
have to get out." Vegeta growled, kicking his foot
into the wall and winced when without his Ki his toe
actually hurt. "Yeah, we've got to get the kids out,
Chichi going to kill me if Goten misses another day of
school." Vegeta smirked. "We proud Saiyans, best
fighters in the galaxy, destroyers of planets and
killers of races are scared of our wives." He growled,
his scowl lightning. Goku laughed. "Hey, I worked
something out…" Goku began. "Hope you didn't sprain a
muscle." Vegeta interupt. Goku, still grinning
continued. "I reakon that if we'd taken Chichi to meet
Freezer I wouldn't have had to go super saiyan and
none of us would have been killed." Goku's grin
widened as Vegeta's eyebrows contracted in thought.
"How's that?" "Well, Freezer would have had to face
Chichi's yell attack." Vegeta's face slit into a rare
true grin. "Kami yeah. Chichi would have finshed
Freezer before you had a chance to land a punch." For
once Vegeta laughed. Goten shook softly, his hair
jumping straight up. As Trunks broke the connection
Goten began to cry. Trunks looked up from the mass of
wires watched as Goten crawled to the edge of the bunk
and climbed down on to the bunk below. Sighing, Trunks
followed him. "Goten? What's up?" Trunks asked,
looking down at his best friend who lay curled up on
the bottom bunk. A tear streaked face suddenly
disappeared behind the pilow. "What?" "I want tousan."
Goten sobbed, his eyes were tired, they'd been up two
nights working on escape. Goten was worried. He
couldn't feel his fathers Ki. He didn't want his
father to go away again. "Well, lets go get him then."
Trunks said, grinning at Goten's confused face.
"There's only one link left." He mouthed, knowing the

scientists might be watching. Suddenly excited both
scrambled back on to the top bunk. This time Trunks
connected the wires, but his hair stayed flat. Goten
grinned as the force field fell. Jumping from the bunk
he ran from the cell, Trunks hot on his heels as the
alarm sirens sounded. "We need to get the Brats out."
Vegeta muttered, continueing his pace. "No, you
don't." Goku's and Vegeta's heads snapped up, toward
the force field as Trunks pulled open a service panal
and tore the wires out with his bare hands, changing
the connections. Goten was holding off a guard,
struggling to deliver blows of any strength due to the
Ki supressures and unable to deliver a knock out blow
because he barely reacted the mans waist. Goku and
Vegeta charged toward the force field as a punch from
the man got through Goten's slowed defenses and hit
him striaght in the mouth, knocking the seven year old
to the ground. The forc field fell. The guard was
suddenly smashed from his feet, Goku fist breaking his
nose and jaw as well as knocking him out cold. Goten
looked up at his father who was crouched beside him,
looking slightly worried. Goten smiled brightly, a
typical Son smile and blood dripping from his lips, he
held up a white object. Goku grinned. "I lost my loose
tooth." Goten laughed, as is father lifted him up on
to his huge shoulders. Running through the metal
corridors, trying to find a way out, they entered
hundreds of different rooms, all containing Ki
surpressures. Goku couldn't focus enough energy for a
solar flare, let alone for a transport, though that
seemed to be the only way to get out. Vgeta and Goku,
even with no Ki at all would b considered very strong,
very fast men, fought any that threatened them,
together taking away dart guns and delivering knock
out blows. Their almost sincronised moved showed just
how often they had fought together against a common
enemy. Vegeta scowl down at an unconcuious guard.
"Maybe we should ask one of these guys where the exit
is before we knock them out." Trunks suggested,
looking up at his father who simply nodded. They kept
running, headed for a huge double doorway. [Click.
Crack. Click.] The four warriors, all but weaponless
without the power of their Ki's slowly raised their
hands as twenty men aimed dart guns at them. "Oh,
Kami. Can this get any worse?" Vegeta muttered to
himself, scowling at the watching guards. [Click.
Crack. Crack.] More sounds of safties being turned off
and rounds loaded in to barrels essued from behind the
guards. This wasn't the sound of dart guns but of
machine guns. The guards stood motionless. "Place your
guns on the floor!" A female voice commanded calmly.
"Then put your hand over your heads!!!!!" Screamed
another female voice, this one angrier than the other
and with an under tone of extreme worry. Both Goku and
Goten flinched at the voice and sure enough, both
holding huge machine guns, Bulma and Chichi stepped
from behind the guards. All four warriors looked very
worried. "Why did I have to ask?" Vegeta muttered as
both women stomped forward. Chichi grabbed Goku's ear
with her free hand, twisting it painfully and dragged
him and Goten who was still perched on his fathers
shoulders off toward the exit yelling things like, "Do
you know how worried I've been?! Are you trying to
give me wrinkles?!", "Don't you realise how important
it is for Goten to develop good study habits?!" and
worse… "Wait till I get you home!" Goku, strongest
warrior in the universe, destroyers of enemies like
Freezer, Garlic Jr and Buu, world renound as the
defender of the Earth cowered as his wife, a weak
human yelled at him. Vegeta braced himself for the
yelling, the screaming, the kicked shins and the
duration of punishment on the couch. It never came.
Instead Bulma stood there open mouthed, staring at

Vegeta who had a fatherly arm around his sons shoulders.

 "Uh," She said, for once at a loss for words, "Lets go home." Owari.