/ ❯ A Lost Soul To Save Us All ❯ Chapters 1-9 ( Chapter 1 )

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A Lost Soul To Save Us All.

Chapter 1

To become a lost soul.

Bulma sat deep in her lab slouched over her desk. She was exhausted; she had been working non-stop for weeks with little more then a couple hours rest here and there. But she didn't care the whole thing was going to be worth it when she was done she would tell her self. She smiled at the thought. She was close. She was so close to completion that she could taste it.

So wrapped in her thoughts was Bulma that she didn't sense the presence standing behind her. A small scream escaped her lips as a pair of strong arms wrapped them selves around her small frame possessively simultaneously as a pair of seductive lips pressed against her slender neck sucking and nibbling passionately. Bulma smiled. She knew it was Vegeta and instinctively gave into his advances.

Roughly she turned her self around in his arms to kiss him back. Fiercely she wrapped her arms around her lover's massive neck and raked her hands though his spiky hair, only to rake her nails roughly down the entire length of his muscled back. His every touch sends flames of lust though out her entire body engulfing her with their warmth leaving no cell untouched. Bulma smiles and molds her body to Vegeta's completely. Wrapping her arms around her Saiyan lover she kiss's him deeply. When the kiss ends Bulma is breathless, aroused and totally at Vegeta's mercy. Of course the Saiyan prince knows no such thin as mercy so Bulma is left completely helpless, just the way her Saiyan prince loves it. His soft snicker seals his victory as she submits to his caresses and he claims his prize, gently setting her up on her desk .to further ravage her delicate form. With a grunt Vegeta clears her cluttered desk of all objects with a soft but forceful surge of Ki that sweeps everything away in its wake leaving nothing on her now baron desk except the firm ass of his mate. Bulma's mind is a massive swirl of thoughts and emotions as she feverishly tugs at Vegeta's muscle shirt as his hands travel expertly over her body. Bulma growls in mock aggravation.

"How do you do this to me!?!" asks Bulma harshly.

Vegeta snickers. "Do what to you Onna?" asks Vegeta mockingly

Bulma's body shivers as his hands grasp her large breasts firmly earning him a loud moan from his love. She growls and roughly combs her fingers though his hair pressing his face to her chest all the while pressing her face into his shoulder to suppress a scream of delight.

"You turn my body to fire! It never fails no matter how many years pass the slightest touch from you makes me want you more and more, my need for you is never ending. Just being in your presence is enough to make me go mad with lust and love. Every time we make love I can feel you're every emotion and I know you can feel mine. I can't explain it but what ever it is I love it. I've never felt this way before with anyone else it's like we are one being." Cries Bulma, as husky gasps escape her lips she stops talking to kiss his bare chest, lowering her hands to his lower back massaging his tense muscles.

Before Bulma even realized what was happening her clothes were gone and she found her self pinned below him with her back flush with the smooth desk. Slowly he ran kisses over her body starting from her delicate eyelids down her smooth jaw line over her neck and to her right shoulder where they pressed and paused against a scare he had given her and her to him almost over 20 years ago, kissing once then licking it ever so gently. The shear contact of his lips and tongue to her scare sends rifts of pleasure though out her body sending her into orgasmic pleasure. When her body stopped shuddering Vegeta stares deeply into Bulma's glazed sapphire orbs.

"Life Mates never tier of each other my love; if anything their desire for each other only grows stronger the longer they are together. You may not be Saiyan but I am and our bonding has been blessed by my Saiyan gods so now our spirits are forever one." With this said Vegeta continues to send Bulma on her way to oblivion once more.

When they were finished Bulma lay asleep upon Vegeta's chest clutched protectively within his massive arms, his content purrs vibrating though the two of them lulling each other into the abyss called sleep. When Vegeta was finally sure that Bulma was sound asleep he slowly allowed him self the same comfort and joined his mate in blissful slumber.

"Vegeta!"

Vegeta's eyes snapped open at the sound of his name being called. As his eyes adjusted to his surroundings he could see that it is very foggy but Vegeta could just make out the energetic form of Bulma in the horizon. Quickly Vegeta takes flight to reach his mate. When he finally reaches her Vegeta notices that they are on a white sand beach. The slight breeze is invigorating, the sun is bright and the water is crystal clear. Bulma quickly jumps into Vegeta's strong arms and kisses him deeply as she wraps her arms around his neck securing her self to him. When their lips part Vegeta is shocked.

"Well Onna. What was that for?" asks the startled prince.

Bulma just giggles. Kissing him once again she jumps out of his arms and runs into the water laughing the entire way motioning for her mate to follow.

"Onna what are you up to are you feeling ok?" questions the prince.

Bulma says nothing; she just giggles and runs deeper into the water motioning for him to follow. Vegeta growls at the silly act but follows her none the less. As he nears his mate she laughs some more and swims farther out into the crystal clear water. Vegeta begins to get aggravated as Bulma starts to fade in and out of the thick fog that suddenly rolls over the waters surface. Vegeta can hear her laughter and follows it every once and a while catching a glimpse of his energetic lover. "Onna Stop this nonsense at once before you drowned!" yelled an aggravated Vegeta `She swims like a fish! I can't keep up with her when did she learn to swim like this' Vegeta spoke to him self.

He hears her laugh one more time then all is silent. No birds no breeze no water nothing. Vegeta stops dead in his tracks instantly picking up on the sudden silence. The fog now completely blocks Vegeta's keen sense of sight. Vegeta doesn't like the silence one bit. "Bulma! Quit playing around damn it!" roared Vegeta loosing patients. His rage however was instantly subdued as he feels a bolt of intense fear from Bulma come across the Link they shared. A gigantic blinding explosion then instantly follows the sense fear, and then the link goes silent. Vegeta pales at the sensations running though him. Not in 20 years has the link ever failed either of them. Even if they shut each other out in anger the link was never totally silent. There was always the presence of the other within each other minds that left them with a comfort that things would always get batter no matter how bad things got. But now things were completely silent…dead silent.

Frantically Vegeta shouted her name into the endless fog that blinded him over the torrents of water that splashed down upon him from the force of the explosion. Like a rocket Vegeta shot out of the water and into the sky, the force of his Ki forcing the thick masses of fog to bend to his will. With the fog clear around him he begins his search for his mate with furry and concern fighting for control over him. For the longest time there was nothing he could sense nothing not her Ki not her sent…nothing. Then a sinister haunting laughter stops Vegeta dead in his tracks. The pitch of the laughter is deep and bloodthirsty. The shear volume of it assaults Vegeta's sensitive hearing. Without hesitation Vegeta lunges himself in the direction which the laughter comes from. He can feel no Ki but he could sense that something was defiantly in the direction he was headed.

"Bulma!" screams Vegeta. No answer greets him.

"Bulma Answer me! Where are you?" screamed the Saiyan prince.

The laughter was getting closer he could feel it there was something very evil ahead of him. Getting no where with his voice of his eyes he begins to reach out with his mind. Their bond had grown incredibly strong in the years and there was not a single place on this large planet that was too far for them to reach each other when they needed one another. Vegeta smirks as he picks up the faintest signal from Bulma with a burst of speed mixed with desperation the prince flings himself in her direction. Only to be blinded by another exploding flash of light and an agonizing scream from his mate. The explosion cause Vegeta so scream out in mild pain and deep aggravation as he was now feeling the pain his mate was going through, now he was pissed! More then anything he wanted to obliterate the evil that dared harm his wife.

When the light finally subsides Vegeta opens his eyes. What he sees sends torrents of emotions wrecking though his tortured soul. He stands in a small clearing the forest surrounds him in a 360-degree circle deeply shadowed. He can feel immense evil all around him! The sky over head is blood red and streaks of black lightning course there way though the dark heavens above. None of this captivates his attention more then what lays sprawled and motionless in the middle of all this. Trestles of aqua blue hair dance almost lifelessly in the cold breeze that course within the circle of shadows. With more fear then he will ever experience again in his lifetime Vegeta bolts towards the motionless form that is Bulma.

"Bulma! Hold on!" screams Vegeta in panic collapsing to his knees before his fallen mate. Gently he shakes her trying for some sort of reaction from her but he gets no results. With panic beginning to set in on the Saiyan prince he scoops his mate's limp body in his arms and begins to rock her back and forth slowly as tears for the first time in his life slide uncontrollably down his cheeks. Vegeta grimness deeply as he feels something warm and sticky begins to soak into his cloths and smear across his open palms. Slowly he looks down only to discover he is now soaked in his lover's blood. Slowly Vegeta turns his mate over in his arms to inspect the damage only to have to force his eyes closed at the brutal sight that was once his mate's back. Deep lacerations now covered her once flawless back, oozing the deep rich red blood that was her life force.

Then ever so slightly he feels Bulma stir in his arms, a soft moan being her proof of life to Vegeta. Slowly he turns her back over and gazes lovingly into Bulma's Sapphire pools of love. Slowly she reaches up and caresses Vegeta's cheek.

"Vegeta…It hurts…I'm cold...Where are we?" mutters Bulma slowly and thickly. Vegeta's nerves begin to break as he hears the thick blood within her lungs. Her breathing is labored and comes in struggled gasps. He can feel his tears flow faster down his course face struggling with all his might to force them to stop and to be strong for his mate. But it is no use.

"I'm dying aren't I my love?" ask Bulma her voice becoming weaker with every word she speaks.

Vegeta holds her closer to his chest as she says what he knows to be true. "No you're going to be just fine Onna." He lies.

Bulma smirks lovingly at her mate. "You're a terrible lire Vegeta."

He closes his eyes and another tear falls from the proud prince's sad eyes. "I know." He answers solemnly.

"Vegeta?" her voice sounds distant and her eyes begin to close.

"Yes Bulma?" his voice is shaky and filled with held back emotion and he watches her eyes close fully, his grip on her instinctively tightens.

"Hold me." Vegeta slowly brings Bulma's body in to a sitting position on his lap and hold her lovingly in a tight hug never wanting to let go stoking her hair ever so gently and kissing her softly on the lips. Her arms weakly wrap them selves around his muscled neck and holds on to him with all her strength. Gently she rests her head against Vegeta's massive chest listening to his steady heartbeat that she had fallen asleep to for the last 20 years.

"Vegeta?" her voice is barely a whisper now and Vegeta strained to hear her every word.

"Yes Bulma?" questioned the Saiyan prince once again as he gently stroked her beautiful hair that she loved so much.

"I love you…!"

Tears trickle down Vegeta's cheeks as these last words leave her blood soaked lips and her heart slowly comes to a halt. The young prince sat there motionless as Bulma's arms go limp and slowly fall from their resting-place upon his shoulders. Her last breath is exhaled from her beautiful broken body and their link they had shared for so long went silent and her presence left his mind leaving Vegeta completely alone in the universe once again for the first time in over 20 years. The tears are now streaming down the strong warrior's face. But he pays no attention to them as he holds Bulma's torn and broken body gently in his arms rocking her back and forth.

"I know Bulma…I know… I love you too." Hesitantly he presses his trembling lips against her still warm ones, hugging her tightly to himself one last time before blasting a hole into the earth where Bulma had fallen. Ever so gently Vegeta places his mate into her final resting place He then crosses her arms across her chest and places a few of the wild flowers growing on the ground near by neatly into her small grave upon her still chest, kissing her hand one last time. As Vegeta rises a few of his tears fall upon Bulma's lifeless face. He noted how peaceful she looks before climbing out of the shallow grave that is his mate's final resting-place. "Sleep well Bulma and fear not I will join you soon." The shear despair in his voice is enough to sadden even the coldest of hearts.

As the last clump of rich soil covers his mate's shallow grave Vegeta stands and speaks. "I will not rest until you are avenged my love, I will find your cowered of a killer and rip his beating heart from his chest, shove it down his throat and blast him to oblivion begging for mercy!" His fist's clenches at the sheer thought of revenge on his mate's unknown killer. "When you are avenged we will be together once again I promise, on my pride on my honor on my life and on my love for you I swear you will be avenged!"

With those words spoken Vegeta rises and walks away not once looking back for he knew if he did he would forget about revenge and blast him self into oblivion just to be with her once again. He knew now was not the time for death. With his mind set on revenge Vegeta walked into the fog. A bloodthirsty rage filling his soul and his face became very dark and sinister as these final thoughts play though his mind. `The one thing that had suppressed the darkness within me is now dead and the tortured soul that remains is now loose upon the universe god help anyone foolish enough to stand in my way. Give me strength Onna I have a feeling this will not be easy.'

Chapter 2

The Messenger

The winds breeze turns chilly as Vegeta turns to leave his mates final resting place and the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Every instinct in his body screamed for him to turn around something was there. Quickly Vegeta spins around on his heals only to be confronted by a tall black murky shadow of a figure floating above Bulma's fresh grave. Vegeta growled low in his throat and spoke in a threateningly deep tone. "Who in the fuck are you?" asked Vegeta as he advances on the shadowed figure fully intent on ripping out his throat.

The Shadowed figure hold's up his hands in a submissive gesture and spoke in a tortured voice. "Just a messenger Prince Vegeta, nothing more nothing less please allow me to speak." Vegeta narrowed his eyes and scowled deeply. "Who are you a messenger for, and what is your message to me?" asked the prince gruffly. The Shadowed figure moves closer to Vegeta until he is mere inches from his face. "My Lady wishes to warn you of an upcoming evil that is nearing the earth. It travels not in the physical plane but in the fabric of another plane of existence that mirrors our own. It is pure evil, only seeking death and destruction on what ever crosses its path. The other universe has already fallen at this Devil's hands. It is the only thing left alive in that entire universe. Unfortunately however in a last ditch attempt to destroy this Devil this mirror universe used a weapon so powerful it ripped open the fabric of space and gave the devil glimpse of other panes of existence full of universes full of life. Then as quickly as the rip occurred it closed. Now the Devil is hell bent on breaking through his universe and escaping to a new one. I have been sent here to tell you that your universe will be the first plane of existence that he breaks through to. Everything you know and love will be destroyed if he is not stopped." Says the shadowed figure solemnly. Vegeta sat there in a moment in deep thought then speaks. "Why come to me then? Why come to me?"

The shadowed figure issues a deep sigh from his chest. "Because earth will be his first point of contact with anything alive, and you are Earth's hero now Prince Vegeta." stated the Shadow. Faster then the speed of light Vegeta lashed out and caught the Shadow by the throat and slammed him into the nearest tree trunk pinning him there. "Now you listen here I am not this planets Hero! That's Kakarot's job not mine! I could care less about these earthlings and their stupid mud ball of a planet! The only things I care about on this backwater hell hole are my Mate and my Brats! And incase you didn't notice I'm now short my mate! So what makes you think I won't just take my brats and leave? Sorry Pal but I'm no hero go and find some one else, try Kakarot's brat Gohan! Leave me out of this!" seethes Vegeta with venom dripping from his voice as he releases the Shadowed man and steps away.

The Shadowed figure looks at the fuming prince and sighs unfortunately Vegeta the young warrior can not defeat this new evil. He has given up fighting; he is a family man now. He is soft and way under trained for this. Sighing heavily the Shadowed figure approaches the prince. "Vegeta you must protect this earth! You must because…because…" The shadowed figures shoulders slump and his voice seam's to soften as he trails off. Vegeta waists no time in interrupting the Shadowed figure. "Because why? Give me one good reason why I should protect this planet!" Vegeta screams. With seemingly renewed determination at this verbal taunt from Vegeta the Shadowed figure looks directly at Vegeta as the shadows around his face begin to part. A look of shocked pain appears on Vegeta's face as the Shadowed figure reveals its self to the young prince.

"Kakarotto!" Screams Vegeta in utter shock.

Gokou nods smugly "that's right Vegeta it's me underneath all these shadows."

"But how?" questioned the prince.

Gokou smiles and looks warmly at his old friend. "I can not explain right now my friend but you have to trust me. You need to save the Earth; you need to protect that which you hold dearest in your heart, your Mate, your Brats and even Mr. and Mrs. Briefs. The evil that is coming means to take them all away from you! I'm sorry for the Vivid dream Vegeta but I had to show you so that you would have to fight on behalf of the earth….because…because this time I can not."

Vegeta just stares at Gokou his face covered in an expressionless mask as always. When he speaks his voice is soft. "So Bulma is ok?" he asks hopefully. Gokou smiles warmly at Vegeta. "Of course she is ok and once again I am sorry. Bulma is just fine, home asleep wrapped in your arms in that huge warm bed of yours. What I showed you is what could happen. That is why you have to fight."

Vegeta smirks evilly. "Very well Kakarot I will fight this Evil. When he comes to take the ones I love I will show him true fear! He will scream in pain for all the souls he has destroyed and he will die by my hand and rue the day he thought o invade MY universe!" Gokou just smiles

"I thank you Vegeta and my Master thanks you as well. Train hard Vegeta and Fight with honor, Show the Universe just how strong you truly are. Win this battle Vegeta and you and I will surly see each other once again. Then we can fight once again like true Sayans were meant to. I am training hard for that day Vegeta do not Disappoint me my Prince." With that said Gokou smirks at the stunned prince and places two fingers to his forehead, with a thought he is gone and Vegeta is left there all alone.

A Lost Soul to Save Us All

Chapter 3

The Journey Begins

Slowly Vegeta begins to come to his senses, too many thoughts all at once begin to roam through his mind and he begins to loose his himself in the sea of voices that now plagues his inner self. His fists clench and his muscles tighten and in a fit of raging release Vegeta screams. "DAMN YOU KAKAROTTO!!!" The shout echo's through out Vegeta's dream world shattering reality around him sending its crumbling walls to the feet of its master.

In the real world:

Bulma was worried. Vegeta and her self had fallen asleep after making love to one another. When she had awoken she expected Vegeta to awaken as well like he always did, but when she rolled over in his arms she was greeted by a sinister scowl. His eyes were clenched tight and he was sweating all over. His muscles were tense and she could hear his teeth gritting in anger. She was shocked to say the least; Vegeta had always been a peaceful sleeper. `He's having a nightmare.' She thought to her self as she gently tried to wake him, but he would have none of it. When she tried harder she was only rewarded with a forceful burst of Ki that sent her flying across they're room. Her world spun around her and as she tried to pull everything into focus as she stood on uneasy limbs. As she looked over at Vegeta she was shocked to see him in his Super Saiyan transformation. This image sent torrents of fear coursing though her tiny frame, not in fear of her husband but in fear for him. She had never seen anything like this happen to him before in all their years of being bonded. She was terrified.

"Vegeta…Please wake up…common get up!" she said loudly not afraid that she might wake others in the house hold that we're sleeping. She was about to pounce on him when his body did a complete 180 his Super Saiyan form reverted back down to his normal appearance and his face displayed extreme emotional pain. As Bulma watched this happen she was shocked to see a single tear escape the warriors left eye and her name leave his lips. Bulma stared helpless as his expressions kept changing and torrents of emotions pored over the princes sleeping form. When his body shot up gasping for breath Bulma was so shocked that she screamed and jumped back to the end of the bed, staring helplessly as his gasping form.

Vegeta could feel the sweat poring off of him like rain, he could hardly breathe and he knew instantly that he wasn't alone. Turning towards the presence in front and to the left of him he saw the small shaking frame of his mate the look upon her face pained Vegeta to no end, she was terrified. Tears were running down Bulma's face in helplessness. She didn't know what to do. One look at her and Vegeta lost it, before she could even ask him if he was ok she was wrapped tightly within his strong arms rubbing her back gently whispering soothing words in her ears as she wept. After a short time she tried to pull away but Vegeta would have none of it and held onto her even tighter.

"Vegeta what's wrong? Why are you acting like this? Are you ok? Are you hurt?" Bulma could not spit the questions out fast enough.

"I thought I had lost you Onna. I had a vision and in this vision you were murdered and I was powerless to stop it, it was so real. I have had Visions before but none as real as this one. Then after you died Kakarot showed up with a warning. Something is coming Onna. Something horrible and I have been tasked with its destruction." Vegeta is silent for a while and Bulma takes this as a sign to question him.'

"Vegeta is it possible that this was all just a horrible dream? Common Gokou has been dead for a long time now; you're just having a hard time letting go. Says Bulma soothingly as she tried to comfort her mate. To her surprise he snorts and shrugging off her advances and clasping her hands within his own. Agitated Vegeta sneers at Bulma "If it was a dream then how do you explain this?" asks Vegeta as he releases her hands, leaving something clasped within them.

Confused Bulma puts her hands within the light of their bed side lamp, stifling a cry as the light illuminates her blood soaked hands within its soft glow. Trembling Bulma opens her hands to reveal the object held within their grasp. Vegeta watches as the object is recognized and a tear rolls down her cheek as she softly fumbles with the bloody golden band of mettle, it's her wedding ring and it's covered in her own blood.

She jumps when Vegeta speaks in her ear "It's yours blood Onna. Go ahead and test it if you don't believe me." Says Vegeta softly Bulma is trembling violently.

"My blood?" it comes out more of a statement, not a question.

"Yes Onna and your ring, Its Identical to the one you wear right now."

"My ring?" again as a statement and not a question as she opens her eyes and examines the ring more closely at the pair, the one on her ring finger, and its identical twin in her palm. Every detail and engraving is the same right down to the tiny nick in the mettle that was caused by a freak accident caused in the lab. The ring had saved her finger.

Vegeta's vision, the blood coating her hands, the rings, it was all too much for Bulma and she passed out in Vegeta's arms. He knew it would happen he knew her better then she knew her self and vise versa. That's what happens with a bond between two people. He had learned to love again over the years of they're relationship. The bond they shared had made it all possible. There were times when they thought they would never make it but in the end everything turned out better then either had hoped.

As Vegeta looked down at his blue haired goddess wrapped lovingly within his arms he couldn't help but smile. "You have saved me in so many ways Onna, you have cleansed my soul of the evil ways forced upon me and turned me into the Man I should have been. And you will never truly know how happy that makes me. You have taught me so much about being a man, a father and a husband." Gently Vegeta brushes Bulma's hair out of her face and kisses her lovingly on the forehead as he sets her down within they're bed and covers her up.

Sighing deeply as he rises out of bed Vegeta looks down at his blue haired goddess and frown's a frown of regret as he turns to leave speaking over his shoulder. "But now is not the time for the happy home maker family man image. An enemy has arisen to claim the ones I love. I will not let that happen. The sleeping warrior within me must now be awoken to protect all that I hold sacred from harm. Sleep well Bulma I will return when I am strong enough to face this evil, rip out his beating heart and laugh in his face as I eat it in front of him as he watches silently wishing that he had never come to mess with my family! This unnamed evil will wish he was never born when I am through with him. This I promise you."

Silently as always Vegeta exits their room and heads to his lab. Once inside he dawns his Saiyan his armor and wraps his tail snug around his waist. For a few seconds everything seams to stop around Vegeta as he looks down in complete shock at his soft black tail. Stroking it gently he smiles a true smile "Where did you come from?" as if to answer him his tail flexes in its resting spot and Vegeta's trade mark smirk appears upon his hard face. "I never thought I would see you again. I must say my old friend it is good to see you once again." Smiling happily Vegeta continues with his preparations.

With armor in place and tail snug around his waist Vegeta heads to the underground hanger where he has kept his pride and joy Experiment turned greatest achievement ever locked and secured, even from Bulma. For the last six years Vegeta had been working on it while still keeping up with his intense training. As the hanger doors slide open a large space ship appears.

Vegeta smiles to himself. It is a spectacular ship, designed for speed and stealth. It had a few weapons for asteroid defense but that was it. Its real power was in its ability to travel back and forth through space and time! It was equipped with a Gravity room far more superior then the one currently used by him and even his son on certain occasions. Supplies for a life time, state of the art sensor equipment that by far exceeded anything the earth could even dream about making any time soon. In corporation with the Gravity room there was a holographic projection system that he had picked up out in space a few years back from the Aminadol, a race of technological beings which he encountered while testing his ship.

There was even a Medical lab Equipped with Regeneration tanks and Healing supplies that were top of the line out in the most advanced part of the universes. All in all it had everything he thought he would ever need, except for one thing a partner. Vegeta frowns at this he knew that he was not strong enough to beat this thing alone and his pride would stand in his way no more when it came to seeking help. But where to find this help? He already knew that no one on this plane was even close to his power not even Kakarot's first Brat Gohan, he was strong but he was too devoted to his studies now, his fighting days were over.

Slipping into his ship Vegeta began the warm up process everything was up and running. Slowly Vegeta stepped up to the Time Controls and smirked. There was only one person with the ability to be his partner in a situation like this and it sure as hell was not Kakarot or any brat of Kakarot's either. A steady soft hum let Vegeta know the ship was ready to, go punching in some dates and times Vegeta sits back in his Command chair and reaches over to activate the switch that would put everything in motion. There was no turning back after this, just him his partner and they're training.

Chapter 4

Last Minute Goodbye's

Everything was set and ready to go all Vegeta had to do was press the red button and he would be off. However a noise from behind him caught his attention, turning swiftly in his command chair Vegeta came face to face with his son Trunks. A smile came across Vegeta's normally hard expressional features.

"Hello Brat." Vegeta said simply. Trunks however did not smile back.

"You are leaving us again aren't you?" said Trunks while looking hard at his father accusingly.

Vegeta didn't lie it was pointless his sons telepathic abilities had grown out of control over the last few years and he was still having difficulty controlling them. So severe were his son's powers and so out of control were they that he had once leveled Capsule Corp. with a mere thought of teenage rare. It had taken almost a year to repair the damage.

Vegeta could not help but look at his only son and smile. The shear pride that emanated from the Vegeta every time he saw his son was almost too much to contain. Trunks was a man now, he had a mate and a brat of his own on the way now, his mate was of earthly royalty from a land called England and they had been married for two years now.

"Yes my son I am leaving and I don't know for how long. I have to train for a battle that is headed our way. A force is headed this way and means to wipe out every universe ever made, the universe it was born in has it contained right now but as soon as it breaks free of that universe Earth will be its first contact with living entities, and I have been tasked to stop it cold." Said Vegeta completely skipping the part about his dream he had and the conversation with Gokou.

Trunks tread's cautiously over to his father and looks down at him. "Take me with you father. Let me train with you I saw your dream Papa! Let me come with you! I can not just sit around here and watch as our universe is destroyed! Let me help please!" begs Trunks with shear determination in his voice.

Vegeta just smiles even more at his sons pride and determination. But as quickly as the smile comes it fades into a frown. Placing a hand on his son's shoulder Vegeta looks into his eyes and shakes is head no.

"I am sorry Trunks but I can not let you come with me. You have a brat on the way and you will need to be here for your mate and the child when the time comes. Trust me she will need you more then you ever know and if I take you with me you will not be back in time for the child's birth and I will not allow you to make the same mistake I made when you were born! If you ever listen to anything that I tell you in your life please listen to this! Training is not nor will it ever be more important then being there for your mate for the birth of your child!" says Vegeta solemnly placing a hand upon Trunks shoulder.

"But father I…"

A scowl from his father and a deep growl stops trunks dead in his tracks, while adverting his gaze to the floor momentarily. In this brief moment that Trunks is not looking the look on Vegeta's face softens slightly before he speaks again.

"Don't Trunks, don't end it like this. Go be with your family. Don't worry I will take care of everything this time. I promise." With that said Vegeta lets down his emotional barriers as he rarely did for anyone and hugs his son. "I am proud of you my son, don't you ever forget this." The silence lasts until Vegeta pulls away. "Go now Brat." Says Vegeta simply, shoving his son towards the Ships exit.

Reluctantly Trunks follows his father's orders and exits the Bridge, as he cleared the ship however Trunks turns and sends a telepathic message to his father. "You know Bra-Chan will never forgive you for leaving without saying good bye." With that said Trunks flares his Ki and takes off into the sky and heads home.

Inside of the ship Vegeta cursed him self silently. "The old me would not have thought twice about leaving to train without saying good bye!" He could not get Bra out of his head! No matter how hard he tried! Everything changed the day she was born as Vegeta looked into those large baby blues. Every Tough guy, Bad Ass, Blood Thirsty thought ever to be thought of left his mind and he knew this Brat of his would forever transform his soul into the man he should have been.

Trembling Vegeta shut off his ship and appeared inside at his daughter's bedroom door. Knocking softly Vegeta slowly opened Bra's door. She was sprawled in her massive double king size bed, with blankets and pillows strewn about. Her soft breathing and slow rise and fall of her chest told Vegeta she was safe and sound. Walking to her silently Vegeta kneels before her bed and fixes the mess of tangled blankets and pillows and places them correctly over his "Little Princess" tucking her in safe and sound.

Her eyes flutter open however as Vegeta finishes tucking in the last part of her comforter. Focusing on him she smiles groggily at him while trying to sit up, only to be forced back down into the huge bed with her father gently smiling back at her.

"Hey brat." Says Vegeta softly.

"Hello Papa." She says in return. "What are you doing here so late at night Papa?" Bra asks innocently as she stares lovingly at her father.

A sad look passes over his features as he begins to stroke strands of aqua colored hair from her face. "Bra-Chan, I am here right now because I have to say good bye, I have to go on a trip that will take me far away for a while." As he says this he can see her innocent face turn into one of worry, sadness, and alarm.

"What's Wrong Papa?"

"I have to go train that is all." States Vegeta trying to make things as easy as possible. "Don't Worry Bra, I will be back I promise." Trying desperately to give Bra a little hope and turn that frown upside down.

"But where are you going Papa? Why can't you train here like always? What's wrong Papa?" asks Bra frantic and almost hysteric. Vegeta curses him self for not being able to shield himself from Bra's developing Senses. Like Trunks she too was developing new and wondrous abilities that they were yet to understand. Bra could see right through people it seamed, you could not hide anything from her she always saw through it no matter what. That is another reason Vegeta seemed so different to people when they saw the two together, because there was no reason to hide anything from her it would have been a waist of time and effort.

Stroking Bra's hair gently Vegeta softly coos her into a less frantic state. He knew she was picking up the bad feeling he had in his stomach. That he didn't know if this was the last time he would ever see his family or not. There were so many things swimming in his mind that Vegeta had to filter them out the best he could.

"I am sorry Brat but I can not tell you why I must leave. Just know that I will be back for you and your mother. I promise." To his great surprise Bra launches her self into his arms, smothering her tinny self within his embrace. Vegeta does his best to calm her and in the end his efforts win her over and she reluctantly releases her death grip on him.

"Be strong Bra-Chan everything will be fine, behave your mother and ill be back soon I promise." With that said Vegeta hugs his daughter once more and heads to the door.

Bra's eyes fill with tears as she watches her father rise from her bed and head toward her bedroom door. "Good bye Papa! I love you!" says Bra softly. Vegeta stop's at the doorway and turns toward his daughter. "Good bye my Princess, I love you too." With out another word Vegeta silently closes Bra's door and fades down the hallway.

Lost in thought Vegeta wonders though his home only to wind up back where he started, at his bedroom door. Vegeta sighs deeply. "How the hell did I end up back here?" He asked him self very puzzled.

"You can't leave without saying good bye to her Vegeta, not this time." Came a familiar voice within Vegeta's head, which in turn earns a feral growl from Vegeta.

"Get out of my head Kakarot! You've helped enough!"

Gokou laughed with little mirth in his humor. "Sorry Vegeta but not this time, I have been tasked with watching over you. You are my greatest partner and my fiercest rival! But Bulma is my best friend I can not let her be hurt again, I will not let you leave her without saying goodbye Vegeta. Not this time. When you left the first time before the androids it almost killed her and that was before you were even bonded to her. She wont survive this emotionally you have to say goodbye, Please Vegeta I beg of you." pleads Gokou.

Vegeta sighs deeply. "Ok Kakarot you win. I will say goodbye. But not for you, I will say goodbye for her. Vegeta can instantly feel Gokou's smile and scowls in detests he opens his bedroom door. Once inside he sees his mate asleep within their bed. Her hair is tossed about her face and fans out across her pillow.

Walking up to her Vegeta Gently brushes the stray strands of aqua hair from her beautiful face and smiles as the moon dances across her smooth creamy skin.

"Look at you, my blue eyed goddess so innocent yet so full of fire at the same time." He knew she would not awaken from this night's earlier episode so he would say goodbye in his own way. "With but the flare of your temper you could send army's of the most fearless men running in terror with fear for they're lives. Yet with the simplest bat of your eyelashes, a frill of your hair or the simplest gesture such as blowing a kiss you melted my icy heart. I am a proud Warrior and Prince of a long dead race of proud warriors! Every day they're souls rage on within me. They cry for vengeance against a tyrant I could not defeat, for a vengeance that I could not bring them." Vegeta's voice is low but can be heard clearly as he talks to his sleeping mate.

"But that tyrant is long dead now, slain by the hands of my son from the future. Succeeding where his father has failed…Look at me I am rambling."

Reaching out his hand Vegeta strokes Bulma's soft innocent face lovingly before crawling into bed with her and holding her tight. Breathing in deeply of her sent Vegeta closes his eyes. Unknown to Vegeta however Bulma had awoken as he walked in the door. "When you awaken I will leave, but until that time I will stay by your side and protect you with all my being. This monster will not win! He will not lay one finger on any of you. If I have anything to say about it he will never even make it to this dimension. I have worked too hard for the little peace my soul has obtained from this little corner of the universe and I'll be damned if I loose it now. I love you Bulma." Vegeta's mind is no longer capable of conscious thought as he nestles his nose into the crook of Bulma's neck and falls into a peaceful slumber.

Tears of joy rolled down Bulma's cheeks as she heard Vegeta's confession. He had told her loved her before but she knew he mostly said it for her benefit. But that one was from the heart. She knew she was going to miss him while he was gone but with those three words she could handle it. Completely content and rather exhausted Bulma quickly joined her mate in the land of sand and dreams.

Chapter 5

Arrival

The ship is dark, the systems have all shut down after the time jump, and it will be an hour before he can jump again. Sighing to himself as the back up power systems activate and a small red glow fills the ship Vegeta runs his hands through his hair. It was time for action. Walking like a man on a mission Vegeta ventured towards the door of his wonderful ship. As the hanger door came into view his stomach began to churn.

"I can't believe I am getting butterflies" says the prince to no one in particular.

Pressing the hatch button Vegeta steps back as the massive door begins to open. The light is blinding but he pays it no mind, as things begin to focus Vegeta smiles warmly seeing his jump was successful he had made it. Stepping down the metal ramp door Vegeta breaths in deeply of the fresh air, by the smell of the winds he could tell it was spring. He took a moment to delve into his senses searching the area around him for possible threats, finding none he then expanded his senses across the globe searching for his prey. A smirk crossed his lips when he found exactly who he was looking for and with a smooth leap into the air Vegeta was flying towards his prey. Within moments Vegeta was as close as he could get before his target would sense him as well, landing Vegeta began to run as fast as he dared to his target that had not moved since he had sensed him.

Trunks lay in his mother's back yard staring at the sky he was board out of his mind, his mother had invited him to dinner at her place that night and trunks was not going to disappoint her. This was the night that she always needed him the most. For tonight is the night his father had had died, slaughtered by the androids. The entire force of earths hero's had died that day along with three major cities.

The food smelled good he had to admit that, in the many years that they had been on their own his mother had learned to cook rather well and he was defiantly grateful for that, He loved his mother in the past with all his heart but she could burn boiled water. Sighing he stands and begins to head inside to set the table as his mother calls him for supper.

Vegeta smirks to him self as he sees his son walking towards the house. "This is going to be fun." He says only to him self. He could barely resist the urge to flare his Ki just to see the look on his face but thought better of him self, no this was going to be a surprise. Not just for Trunks but for Bulma as well, he knew very well that today was the anniversary of the death of his alternate self in this world he had failed to protect the ones he had loved and even if he was not their true Vegeta and they were not his true mate and brat that did not matter to him. To Vegeta this Trunks was just as much his son as the other Trunks back home, they had gone through a lot in the "Room of Space and Time" they had truly bonded like a father and son though neither of them would ever admit it to anyone ever it was something they had agreed upon before they left. Another thing they had agreed on was if either of them ever needed help in any way ever again they would come to each other no matter what. Snapping out of his reverie Vegeta waited patiently like a good photographer he had to wait for just the right moment.

As they sat down to eat Trunks looked at his mother she has on a fake smile, he sighed deeply. It seemed no matter how many years went by she seemed to only grow more depressed, but some how at this moment it seemed worse then ever. He had seen his mother try to date a few times but nothing ever lasted more then the first date. Not that he ever liked the few men she did try to date but that was beside the point his mother was miserable and there was nothing he could do about it except offer his shoulder to lean on. Staring silently at her as she poked at her food Trunks finally spoke. "You seem worse then usual mother. Is something wrong is there anything I can do to help?" Trunks asked quizzically. Bulma looked at her son she had a bazillion thoughts running though her mind none of them being her food. She smiled softly as she looked at her only son, her only reason for living. He looked so much like Vegeta it was not even funny, she smiled at Trunks and shook her head. "No trunks everything is going to be fine, just ignore my weird behavior, truly I am fine I just need some rest it has been a long day. Every year this gets harder as I walk up to his grave and stair at not only his grave but everyone else's that are buried there. I lost a lot of friends that day, so many loved ones and to be one of the only survivors it just breaks my heart and I think that I'm being selfish." Trunks was taken back by his mother's statement this was non sense. "Mom you can't feel bad for living. What would dad say if he saw you like this?"

Vegeta smirked evilly, yes now was that perfect moment. "I would say to stop wallowing in your self pity Onna and be glad that you are still alive." Says Vegeta smugly as he appears in the doorway to they're dinning room. Bulma and Trunks can't help but stare in shock at the sight before them. Vegeta smiles at they're slack jawed expressions.

Bulma stares in shocked horror as he late husband now stands in the doorway to her dinning room. She could not help but stare in wonder as he began to walk towards them. He was older then the last time she saw him. His flaming hair was cut into a sharp professional appearance, His body she could not help but notice was massive compared to the last time she has seen him, and plastered on his face was the smirk she loved so much. He looked at her into her eyes and she was instantly lost in their obsidian abyss's

Trunks excitedly gets up from his chair. "DAD!" cries Trunks happily. "How did you get here? Why are you here? Is something wrong? How did you get here...?" Vegeta raised a hand to silence his son. "One question at a time Trunks and not so fast I will explain everything." Says Vegeta as he stares deeply at the Future Bulma.

Bringing his focus back to Bulma Vegeta can't help but smile. She was as beautiful as his own Bulma, her hair was long like his Bulma's used to be, she wore a lavender spaghetti strap sundress and could clearly see the mark he had given her on the day he claimed her as his mate. Her eyes were as mesmerizing as ever and her smile brought every emotion he had ever kept hidden within his heart to its surface. "Hello Bulma. Hello Trunks." said the prince simply as he looked at his future family.

The silence is killing Trunks as his parents just stare at each other. Quickly he runs to the kitchen and grabs another plate and utensils for is father. "Please father, join us for dinner you can tell us all about it and there is plenty for all of us." Vegeta nods curtly and takes a seat.

The food is piled high and the beverages are pored and everyone eats to their hearts content. Finally the questions come and oddly enough Vegeta does not protest them this time. Through the whole thing Bulma never says a word though it is always Trunks who asks the questions, with Vegeta always answering them the best he could with the limited information he had himself.

Finally the night grows late and Trunks heads off to bed but not before collecting a set of pillows and a blanket for his father from the attic. "Here you go father you can use the couch till we set up a room for you tomorrow." Saying this trunks bows to his father and heads off to bed in his old room.

Situating his blankets on the couch became lost in his own thoughts. So engrossed within his thoughts was he that he didn't notice that Bulma had came into the living room setting down a tray of tea and ideally watching him as he worked. It was not till he was done that he looked up to see Bulma with a cup of tea stretched out towards him. He smiled and accepted the kind gift from her.

"Thank you Bulma." Was all Vegeta said motioning for her to sit on the couch? She blushed slightly as she accepted his invitation. Once situated the just at there in silence for what seemed like forever just drinking they're tea. Vegeta smiled brightly as he spoke. Your quiet compared to my Bulma, you have not said a word sense I arrived. Is something wrong?" Vegeta asked quietly.

Again she blushed slightly "Its not that I am quiet it's just that…that…it's just that you remind me so much of my Vegeta that I can not help but see him in everything you do, and yet see all the differences in you as well. You are so calm, where my Vegeta was always boiling over at the slightest thing to go wrong. You have not raised your voice in the slightest, you treat Trunks with warmth instead of cold indifference, and to top it all off you call me by my name. Your Bulma is very lucky Vegeta." she says with regret and warmth in her voice as she sips down the last bit of her tea.

Vegeta smirks slightly before finishing his tea as well. "Well in some aspects you are right we are different. I was just like your Vegeta once but in time you changed that in me. You're Vegeta and I we are the same exact person, his past is my past, his pride is my pride and his sins were my sins. I have done my best to atone for them over the years, I have sacrificed my life for the ones I love and the planet they hold so dear. I have become what I feared most, and I love it. This human side of me, these emotions I feel they empower me to do things I have never imagined. The changes were slow and gradual for the longest time. Every day was a new step every step was a new beginning for me." Vegeta sighs slightly as he pauses for a sip of tea.

"But Bra Changed Everything. The day she was born and she was placed in my arms, she looked at me a mirror image of her mother. Those big blue eyes and soft aqua hair, she giggled and grasped my finger as if it were life it self and wouldn't let go. That day I took the final step ending it all, my pride, my selflessness, my hate for Kakarot and his soft ways everything crumbled that day. It all disappeared and I spent every last waking moment making sure she was happy." Vegeta couldn't help but smile at his reverie.

Bulma stood wide eyed and totally absorbed in his story. Tears were brimming at the edge of her eyes as she looked at Vegeta hopping there was more to tell. She gasped slightly when Vegeta handed her a picture of him and his family, Trunks all grown up dressed in a fine business suit, her self and Vegeta leaning back to back looking at the camera with devilish smirks along with matching sunglasses, and crossed arms. And there standing in the middle of the picture was a young girl with long aqua hair clutching her favorite teddy bear, smiling brighter then the midday sun itself. Bulma had to admit she looked exactly like her younger self except this young child held her self more dignified, practically oozing pride from every pore within her young body. She was adorable, she was Vegeta's little princess.

Seeing this picture broke the dame that until now had sealed her tears for so long, without warning sobs wrecked through her body like a hurricane, with one simple thought screaming through her mind. "That should be me, this should be my family"

Vegeta was in total shock, Bulma's reaction to the picture was nothing he had anticipated he silently cursed him self for his stupidity. Seeing her cry broke his heart. It felt really odd as he approached the crying form of Bulma gently caressing her back trying to comfort her apologizing repeatedly to her for not thinking. Bulma said nothing as she distantly heard Vegeta's voice trying to pull her back together without thinking however Bulma launched her self within his strong arms and cried even more.

No words were said as Vegeta held her for longer then he could remember. He just sat there on the couch rocking her trembling form back and forth. She had long sense cried her self to sleep and yet he held her none the less. Looking down at her Vegeta brushed some of her long strands of hair from her face and placed it lovingly behind her ears. Inside him self his thoughts were reeling, all through out her anguish she had felt her thoughts had seen all her hardships, the bond they had was the same he truly was the same Vegeta as the one who died on this planet so long ago.

He was confused, he had come here to ask his boy to train with him, and instead he found a family that truly needed him. What was he to do? He dismissed the thought for now however, he was too tired to think clearly any more. Sighing deeply he wrapped Bulma close to his chest and arose from the sofa where his temporary bed lay. A softly as he could he climbed the stairs and walked to Bulma's room. Opening the door silently he placed her exhausted form upon her huge mattress and pulled back the covers. Taking no more then three minutes he had placed her into a conferrable pair of sleep cloths and wrapped snugly in her warm covers.

He kissed her on the forehead and exited her room. As he reached his couch Vegeta crawled under the covers and thought more on the problems at hand. But in the end sleep won over and Vegeta found him self wrapped in the warm embrace of the abyss that claimed him every night for as long as he could remember.

Chapter 6

Let The Training Begin

When Vegeta awoke the next morning the first thing he noticed was the presence no more then an arms length away he could feel they're eyes staring at him. With a quick whiff of the air he could tell it was Trunks. He smiled to him self his sons had the same sent. They both smelled of adolescent musk and the slight smell of the spring breeze. Raising his voice to that of a clear whisper Vegeta spoke. "Why are you up so early brat you should be asleep it is not time to train yet." Vegeta clearly spoke as he rolled over to face his son.

Trunks, more then a little surprised sucked in a quick breath trying to figure out an excuse. When none came fast enough for Vegeta he simply shrugged it off as if it was not important as he walked past his son and towards the kitchen. When Trunks did not follow Vegeta looked back to him and smirked. "Well boy are you coming or not? No training will get done if you just sit there and stare at the wall. Lets go we have a lot to do today." In saying this Vegeta disappeared into the massive room they called a kitchen.

Bulma moaned in aggravation as the suns persistent rays continued to pester her into a wakeful grogginess and the smell of bacon invaded her nose making her stomach churn with hunger. Reluctantly she found her self with no choice but to finally "Rise and Shine."

Dressing in her red robe tied loosely, Bulma marched down the stairs and towards the kitchen. "Trunks what are you cooking? It smells wonderful!" commented Bulma as she rounded the corner to the huge room. What she saw however shocked her speechless.

Standing before the stove was Vegeta, he wore his jet black spandex training shorts along with a blood red tank top and black sneakers. In one hand was a wok, its contents sizzling in perfection. In his other hand is a carving knife tasked to dicing away at different types of Vegetables. Looking over at the table she sees

At the table sat Trunks with an eager smile plastered across his lips. Bulma numbly walked into the kitchen and up to the stove and looked questioningly at Vegeta.

"Are you feeling Ok Vegeta?" asks Bulma

Smiling to him self he nods first then speaks "Yes Onna I am fine, why do you ask?"

"It's just that... It's just that you are cooking, you never cooked before that was always something for a "Woman" to do." She stated.

A small mirthful laugh escapes his lips. "Don't count your chickens before they are hatched Onna. It is still a Job for the Women, but today I was in a hurry and did not feel like waiting for you to wake up and fix breakfast for us." With that said Vegeta flips the contents of the Wok over his shoulder, his aim is dead on and lands squarely onto Trunks plate. Her sons mouth waters for a moment before he greedily begins to stuff his plate's contents into his gullet. No more was said as the three of them ate. Bulma had to strongly agree that the meal was wonderful. When they were done Vegeta motioned for Trunks to follow him.

When they were outside Vegeta took Trunks to his ship. Vegeta laughed in amusement at his son's reaction to the ships design. "Your mother will go wild when she sees this. It took me six years to complete her. But it was six years well spent. Come to think about it I really don't even remember why I started it. I just know that one day I would need her." States Vegeta with pride in his voice.

Trunks could not help but stare as they entered the ships gravity room. It was massive. It was at least 5 times bigger then the Capsule Corp gravity rooms. When they reached the center Vegeta turned sharply to Trunks. "Well boy, it's time to begin our training lets see what you got. I do hope you have been keeping up with your training." says Vegeta with a smirk across his hard face.

Trunks just smirked back at his father. "You know it. If there is anything that I learned from you Father it is that you can never let your guard down." With that said Trunks begins to raise his Ki slowly at first then when he was warmed up he kicked his power into over-drive. When he is finished Trunks stands before Vegeta as a level two Super Saiyan. He was strong, there was no denying that and Vegeta couldn't help but beam with pride.

"Is this your max Boy?" Vegeta asks curiously.

With a grunt Trunks pushes him self a little more but not much more and Vegeta knew he was finished. Over come with joy Vegeta applauds his son.

"That is Very good Trunks you have been training very hard I see. Now that I have seen what you have become I will now show you what you WILL become." Vegeta's growl is low and soft at first as he ascends to Super Saiyan levels one and two. He flashes his son a cocky smirk as his power rises passing that of Gokou's first Super Saiyan level three transformations yet still he holds onto his level two transformed state.

"Now the fun begins my son, I am about to show you a level that was discovered by Kakarot a long time ago when we fought Buu, that after many years of discipline and training I have obtained as well. It is funny now when I look back at these events that took place. No matter how hard I tried Kakarot was always one step ahead of me, but I never realized that no matter what his change or how quick he obtained these transformations that when I ascended to these new levels I was always stronger then he ever was when he obtained them. Knowing this and finally accepting this allowed me to put aside my blind hatred of him and learn to just "Go with the Flow" as the Earthlings say."

There is a glint in Vegeta's eyes as he stares at his bewildered son, the expressions on Trunks face as Vegeta tells him the Story of Buu and all the other Nemesis that they had fought over the years sense he had last visited they're time. When the final story had ended and Trunks had been told about Gokou's sacrifice the young boy was devastated to say the least.

The tears that roll down Trunks' face for his fallen hero sting the prince's heart. The slight pang of jealously that slowly creeps through Vegeta's heart is slowly shoved aside and replaced with the need to train. "Do not morn for him my son he is fine, he is simply in training, just as we are. He visits me in my dreams every now and then and even sometimes talks with me in my head, so waist not your tears for your fallen hero he will live again I am sure of it." With those words of rare wisdom Vegeta ascends to his third transformation, Super Saiyan level three.

Trunks stares in wonder as he witnesses for the first time a level three transformation, to say the least it blows his young mind. Vegeta's hair like Gokou's flows down his back in golden spikes, his eyebrows however remain. His physical form it self grows about a two feet and his muscles increase in size about thirty percent. His aura becomes encased in red lightning and his eyes are the color of cobalt. It is here that Vegeta had realized when he first transformed that the royal blood coursing through his veins had a direct effect on the more advanced transformations. When he was done Vegeta stood before his son's dazzled form.

"This my son is what you must strive for, you have within you my royal blood mixed with that of a well bread human, you are a hybrid and the odd combination of bloodlines has made you extremely strong, you reached Super Saiyan when you were only thirteen, my son in my time when he was only seven! You have potential to surpass even me. There is one other form that exists after Super Saiyan three. It is Super Saiyan level four. The most powerful of them all, I myself have tasted this form only once and Kakarot could change at will. Let me tell you Trunks, the power of Level Four is incredible. But that one time when I was in that form something felt wrong, and when I look back on everything that happened I know something was wrong, in both me and Kakarot. For Kakarot it was the fact that when he achieved that level he was only a child, his power level could have been at the most only half of what it was as an adult. He could not possibly of been able to harness that forms full potential." There was a slight pause in his explanation as he stopped to gather more energy.

"As for me the transformation was forced on me by an invention of your mothers. It was vital that I achieved level four, at first to be equal to Kakarot and then to save the world from Ie-Shenlon. The moment I became in control and I finished the transformation I knew I was just grazing the surface of this levels possibilities. Level four is not complete, it may be the last transformation I don't know but I do know that neither Kakarot nor I even came close to touching the surface of our potential in that form. With my tail back now I will be able to reach that level on my own with no outside assistance and when I do reach this level I have a feeling my royal blood will be key. It's the only thing that can explain the differences with mine and Kakarot's level three transformations. But enough of talking my son now is time to train." With the slightest exhale Vegeta lowers himself to Trunks' level. "Now bring it on!"

Chapter 7

Reflections

It has been almost a year sense Vegeta arrived in the Mari timeline and Trunks and Vegeta had done nothing but solid training since they started. Since then Vegeta had moved the ship to the Capsule Corp property and was given his own room in the west wing only a few rooms down from Bulma's.

When Bulma had first seen the ship for herself she could not believe that Vegeta had built such a marvelous invention. The shear technological advancements had blown her mind. She had spent days upon endless days studying and researching everything he had done. What blew her mind away most was when he had told her he had always been able to build something like this when ever he felt like it and that there was never really a need to bug her at wee hours of the night to fix the Gravity Machine, he just liked seeing her all hot and sweaty, especially when she was pissed off.

As promised Vegeta's cooking was rarely seen and Bulma still did most of the cooking for the two powerful warriors, that is unless Vegeta was "In the mood" as he had called it. Most of the time they locked them selves away in the gravity room and wouldn't come out until supper, though there was always the rare moments where she would catch them sparing in the open backyard. It was on these fine days when Bulma would take a break from her most recent inventions and watch her son and Vegeta for hours. It was in these times where her mind would wander and her thoughts would run rampant within her mind.

She could not help but notice how close Vegeta and Trunks really were, she could not under stand it. It drove her insane for the longest time until she came out one day and asked him, it was shortly after he had landed here, no more then four months if her memory served her right. She had tried to get him to talk to her more before but he always changed the subject. This time Bulma was not going to let it pass, Vegeta was on the couch and had just finished eating; Trunks had left to go meditate, they were all alone.

Before he could realize what she was doing she had walked over to Vegeta and straddled his lap and placed her arms around his neck and gazed into his eyes. Deep down she knew he could easily pry her from him if he wished but she knew he wouldn't.

"Why did you come here? I know there is more to it then just an all powerful enemy that threatens the universe so please don't give me that old excuse. There is something more to your visit isn't there? There has to be I mean why would you come here rather then stay in your time line? From what you tell me your son there is alive and well so why not use him? Why not drag him around the universe training and bonding with him? Why would you come to my Trunks? To come back into his life only to leave him when this is over?" she had asked.

To her amazement Vegeta did not push her away, but only stared back at her. When he answered her his voice was but a whisper and Bulma had to strain to hear him.

"Does my being here bother you that much Bulma? Does my bonding with my son pain you so much you can not just be happy for him? Can you not just enjoy the time you have with me and be happy? Yes my son is alive and well, so is every other fighter on earth that you ever knew except Kakarot and Piccolo. But they have all grown soft, they have all grown old." With a thought Vegeta sends a picture of Everyone Bulma knew. Krillin as short as ever with an almost full set of gray hair stood there his face was lined with wrinkles and he looked tiered. Yamcha was next he was not as bad as Krillin but you could clearly see that he was past his fighting prime. The next to appear was Chichi, and then Tiyen and Yajarobi, and finally even her self, this made her gasp in shock.

Bulma noticed her hair was still long but shorter then hers was now, her face had a few wrinkles around her eyes and the corners of her lips. Her once marvelous aqua hair was starting to pale and she could see the few white strands of hair poking out here and there. Her once sparkling adventurous sapphire eyes now gleamed with wisdom and contentment. With that Vegeta terminated the link and Bulma was now once again staring into Vegeta's handsome face, a look of shock clearly written upon her face.

"Their days of fighting are over Bulma, the children…The children have lost they're fighting spirit. They all have normal lives and normal families of they're own. Even my son Trunks has stopped his training and settled down. Kakarot sacrificed his life to be sure those children would never go through what we went through and ill be damned if I am going to be the one to crush they're happy little world because of some over powered asshole who wishes to take that away from them. Taking a deep sigh Vegeta pauses briefly.

"I chose to train here with Trunks because out of all my children he is the one who knows what it is like to be stripped of everything and only have that single fiber of hope left to hold onto. We both know the horror of permanently loosing someone we love and are left with the haunting fact that if we were only stronger or more fearless that there might have been some way that we could of saved them. That is why I train him that is why I am here, because I know that we will both do what ever it takes to make sure that these children will never go through such horrors that we have or have their innocents ripped from them because there wasn't some one strong enough to protect them. When the time comes Trunks and I will stand before this threat and laugh in his face as we tear it limb from limb for ever even thinking of harming those closest to us."

The intense determination in his eyes has Bulma almost gasping for breath she had never seen her Vegeta with that look of shear selfless determination before and it almost scared her, but some how it also made her feel more protected and safe then she had ever been in her entire life.

Vegeta would say no more that warm summer's night and for the time being Bulma was lost in his eyes her heart suddenly beating a mile a minute and she could not control it. Slowly she tore her gaze from his and she had removed her self from his lap, tactfully retreated to her lab where she would spend the night with her thoughts.

A sudden noise from behind her broke Bulma out of her Reverie. Startled she turned sharply only to come face to face with her son. His smile was testament of his happiness, though his bruised body would want to say otherwise. But for all the bumps, bruises, scrapes and cuts that she could see that smile of his seemed to shine through the rest like the brightest star in the blackest night.

"Well Trunks you seem happy today, did you beat you beat your father in training to day or something?" she asked mildly joking.

To her amazement trunks shook his head no but still smiling like there was no tomorrow.

"Well then Trunks what's got you so happy? Common quit holding out on your mother it's not nice you know." Bulma said trying to get her sun to spill the beans.

Without a word Trunks took his mothers hand and lead her outside once out side he released her and walked over to his father who was by their training area leaned up against his favorite tree. A giant smirk was plastered across his face as he looked at Bulma.

"It's nice of you to join us Bulma, we didn't want you to miss the show." Says Vegeta as he walked over to his approaching son. When they crossed paths they stopped and Trunks turned around to face his mother.

Curiously Bulma looked quizzically at he son and Vegeta. "What show? Vegeta?" she asks.

With identical smirks Vegeta and Trunks looked at Bulma and simultaneously they spoke. "This one"

Before Bulma could question further a gust of wind was forced from her Son and Vegeta as they began to power up. She could not sense Ki but she knew they were powering up; and by the looks on they're faces they were going to power up all the way. Before she knew it they had hit the first and second transformation. she had seen them do this before while they were sparing and she knew that this is where they usually stopped, but this time she could some how tell that they were not stopping but rising further.

Trunks face begins to contort into that of serious concentration as his aura begins to intensify in brightness, becoming more violent and he begins to growl deep in his throat.

As if to confirm her suspensions Vegeta turns to Trunks and speaks to him, loud enough for her to hear him as well.

"Now boy show your other! Show her you're true power show her what you have worked so had for! Show her the warrior and protector you have become! Remember you are a Saiyan prince and this is your world now bring forth its protector, bring forth its hero!!"

She watches as Trunks closes his eyes and his face becomes calm and his smile appears across his lips once more. Then with an almost ear shattering scream her son releases his energy through out his body opening the floodgates, flooding him entirely.

It was too bright for Bulma to watch and she has to cover her eyes to keep from being blinded. When the light subsides and she can open her eyes once again the sight before her is breathtaking.

Her only child stood before her almost a foot and a half taller then his normal height with his golden mane flowing down his back washing over him like a golden waterfall. His golden aura crackled with red lightning coursing through his body and his eyes were Cobalt just like Vegeta's in his transformation. Along beside him was his father in his level three transformation as well and the resemblance was uncanny.

She could feel the shear power pouring through them and she was almost terrified, and she knew that at this moment she was staring at the most powerful beings she would ever have the pleasure of calling friends and she knew they would always be there for each other. Father and son inseparable and unstoppable, the day they would leave to face they're enemy she knew they would return home to her safe and sound and for that she thanked Kami with all her heart and soul, for if she were to ever loose either one of them again she would surly die of a broken heart that no Dragon ball could ever repair.

Chapter 8

Snow falls silently across a sleeping city, the sun yet to rise and the few birds that have not migrated south have yet to sing they're sweet morning song. It is this moment Vegeta likes best, where his world is most peaceful. He sits in silent wonder as he watches the white snow blanket everything around him leaving nothing untouched. This was his time alone to do with as he saw fit.

Mostly he meditated. He would let his mind wander out into a void he liked to call "My happy place" He always found him self in the same place when he reached his meditative center. There was a tall lush bonsai tree waving in the soft gentle breeze at the center of a large red plane, forever filled with the roaming animals and soaring birds flying high in the blood red sky of Vegeta sai, Even on rare occasion there would even be a few wandering Saiyan family's as well, Vegeta liked it here.

Today however as he reached his meditative center he instantly felt something different about it. There were no roaming animals or soaring birds, no families or gentle breeze, today there was just silence. He instantly began to sniff the air in hopes of picking up any trace of sent that did not belong here while reaching out with his other senses at the same time to hunt down any thing out of place. Mere seconds later his senses keyed in on a Ki signature behind the Bonsai tree, masked and shaded almost undetectable.

In an instant Vegeta was less then thirty feet from the tree, arm extended palm flat, bent at a 90 degree angle leveled strait at the center lower portion of the bonsai tree. "Alright asshole you have till the time I power this up to come out from behind the tree with your hands raised to the sky before I blast you strait to hell." His voice was full, deep and very menacing. Without a doubt anyone who heard these words would never mistake them as a hollow threat but a deathly serious promise.

The voice that came from behind the tree however made Vegeta pause in his actions. "Wow Vegeta I'm impressed, my power is concealed and lower then that of an ant, yet you pick me out within seconds of entering. Very well done Vegeta very well done." came Gokou's voice as he slowly walked around the giant bonsai and into the prince's field of vision.

Seeing Gokou Vegeta smiled to him self. "Well Kakarot long time no see, come to haunt me again have you?" asked Vegeta sarcastically.

Gokou smiled at Vegeta and laughed mirthfully at his long time friend. "No I'm afraid not Vegeta I just come to check on you, my master has allowed me to look after you and I couldn't wait to see how you have progressed." said Gokou as he walked towards Vegeta. "So Vegeta want to spar?" adds Gokou excitedly as he reaches his prince.

Lowering his arm to his side Vegeta just smirks. "Do birds fly?" no sooner that he says this Vegeta is launching light speed punches at Gokou's unprotected self. It only took a few of these punch's to get Gokou into action and begin to fight back. The entire time Vegeta couldn't help but smile and laugh as they fought through the blood red skies, surely he had not had this much fun in a long time.

The blow that caught Vegeta in his ribs brought him out of his reverie. He winced in pain and counterattacked with a vicious elbow to the crown of Gokou's skull and a knee thrust into his jaw, followed by a pointblank Final Flash. The result was disastrous to say the least as Gokou was rocketed through the earth's surface, totally uprooting the ground in a trail over a mile long.

Gokou was in pain. That should not have hurt so much, not here in Vegeta's mind. Slowly he began to pull himself from the broken earth that encased him. He could feel his hand break the surface and be grasped by another, it was Vegeta. His smiling face was the first thing Gokou saw as he opened his pain clenched eyes. Once free and Gokou could then stand on his own Vegeta stepped back smirking and crossed his arms.

"Well Kakarot how do you feel?" asks Vegeta honestly.

Gokou winced it felt like his insides were on fire, he could barley stand yet alone fight. "Wha…What have you done to me Vegeta? My insides are on fire." In saying this Gokou collapses to the ground releasing a gurgled cry of pain. It felt like he was going to die and then just like that the pain was gone and Vegeta stood over him with an outstretched hand to help him up.

Gokou could not help but blink in wonder as he clasped Vegeta's outstretched member. "What the hell was that Vegeta? I am protected here in your mind what could you have possibly done to effect me so much as to cause my actual physical pain? I don't understand." questioned the bewildered Saiyan.

The Saiyan prince however just smiled and walked away towards the Bonsai tree. Gokou watched in wonder as Vegeta wordlessly sat beneath the Bonsai's shade and closed his eyes. Curious Gokou followed and sat down next to him studying him carefully, looking for any sign that he would speak to him. When Gokou sighed Vegeta turned his head toward him and just smirked. "Damn it Vegeta talk to me what was that?" Gokou pleaded.

A "humph" of mirth that escaped Vegeta's lips as he began to speak in an almost monotone voice, his eyes unfocused and staring off into the horizon. "There are powers within me Kakarot that even I am too afraid to use outside my mind, in here I have total control and my power is absolute. Out there however is a different story, out there my mind is a dead cell for my true abilities they frighten me I give that thanks to Frieza.

Have you ever noticed that I have rarely ever used the powers of my mind? Those that you find come so natural to you, your telepathic bonds with your family and friend and your Telekinesis when hurling rocks your Ki gathers during a power up at your enemy in battle? Those powers belong to every Saiyan, and in some cases some stronger the others. In my case my abilities were far beyond anything any Saiyan had ever seen before, I was the strongest Saiyan not only in body but also in mind as well that my planet had seen in over three thousand years. I was they're prophesy personified, legend made reality, I was they're hope that everything would turn out right in the end." Vegeta pauses and swallows.

Gokou was in total shock he had never imagined anything like this. "You were they're hero!" says Gokou excitedly.

Vegeta just frowned "Yes I suppose I was, but I was an arrogant child a spoiled prince with no love for his people, and just like all the other times in my life others around me paid for my arrogance. In a fit of rage one day I destroyed an army of Frieza's elite soldiers who were sent to my planet for "diplomatic reasons" one of they're officers and his men had hit my older sister and tried to rape her right there in front of me. They had held her and my self at gun point; I was only seven years old when it happened. When she cried out for help and I saw the tears fall from her eyes as they ripped her cloths off I snapped.

There were over three hundred thousand soldiers on board Frieza's ship that day and every last one of them met they're end at my hands that day. I tore every last one of them limb from limb as they charged me, my power was already greater then that of my father and yet I rarely lifted a finger I had reached out with my mind and savagely mutilated every last one of those cold hearted bastards.

When it was all over I stood there bathed in they're blood wading through an endless sea of entrails and brain matter in search of my sister. When I found her I stopped and stared in shocked horror at the mutilated corps of my sister that lay lifeless at my feet, her face forever frozen in a horror filled expression of hurt and betrayal. I had gone looking for her excited about what I had just done happy that I had protected her and saved her from her would be rapists. Instead I find my beloved sister murdered by my own hands.

In the rage I had no control over my powers it was all instinctive and black and white, there were no distinguished faces or scents to recognize your enemy. If you launched your self at me you died it was that simple. She must have tried to reach me and ran to me in hopes of bringing me out of my blind hate filled rage.

Her name was Salvina and she was the closest thing in the world I had to a mother, ours had died in child birth giving life to me. I had promised I would always protect her from anyone or anything that would do her harm, but in the end…who would protect her from me? I remember crying as I fell to my knees and clutched her lifeless body to my small chest and hugged her as sobs endlessly wrecked my body.

When finally there were no more tears to cry I gathered what remained of her and I took her here." says Vegeta gesturing to the land around them and to the bonsai tree whose shade protected them from the sun. "I cleaned her up as best I could and I buried her under this tree. This is where she would take me to get us away from everything, our little escape from the world, it was our happy place.

After she died I never used those powers again, and after Frieza began to raise me I could not have used them even if I wanted to. Frieza had ordered my psychic powers to be suppressed and I was essentially given a Psychic lobotomy. I had thought I lost my mental powers for good that is until the Eternal Dragon resurrected me. He healed my mind and my body, yet my powers were still locked away with inside my subconscious. Leaving me to unlock them as the years went by."

There was a long pause and then Vegeta stands and looks down at his friend. "So now you know where my new powers come from and why I am so afraid to use them outside this place, I could not bare to loose anyone else that I love for some power in me that does not care who you are and what you mean to me, only how much blood can it shed before I regain control. This conversation is over Kakarot go back to your master and allow me to go back to my boy we have lots of work to do." Saying this Vegeta begins to walk away as his world around him begins to shatter and break apart allowing him to awaken.

His last glimpses are that of Gokou waving goodbye to him from under the Bonsai tree and a young female next to him blowing him a gentle kiss, her long lavender hair dancing in the wind as the sun sets behind them.

Bolting awake in his lonely room one word is screamed from his lips and this word is a name.

"Salvina!!!"

Chapter 9

There is a soft knock at Vegeta's door as Bulma enters his room. She has a look of mixed concern and uncertainty in her eyes as she slowly walks over to him. She can see his shadowed body sitting in a slouched position breathing in short ragged breaths. His blankets are everywhere but around him and he doesn't seem to notice her. Gathering her courage Bulma crawls over to Vegeta at the center of his massive bed and delves deep into his onyx eyes.

The hurt she sees is enough to confirm her dream, or rather vision through they're link, he was the one who had the dream she was just an observer. Slowly she reaches out to him and traces his jaw line with the backs of her fingernails hopping to get any reply out of him. When she receives no response she reaches out to him with her mind,

`Vegeta please talk to me what's wrong? I saw your dream, but it was cloudy I didn't see everything clearly, please tell me about it I can help you.'

When she receives no answer she knows it is no use trying to pry anything from him it would only make it worse. But she knew what to do, her Vegeta had had nightmares too and he would never talk about them so she would just hold him, Hold him and pray he did not shove her away, and that's exactly what she did. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held onto him just like old times.

The flood of emotions that race through her mind is intoxicating as she comes in contact with the crook of Vegeta's neck and she uses all her will power to not kiss him. She has tried to ignore these emotions that have been rising within her over this last year but it is no use, every day they grew stronger and more unbearable. She had tried to avoid him lately but that just made it all the worse and in the end she ended up more desperate for his touch then before. It was driving her insane and she did not know how much longer she could go on like this.

"You think too loud Onna and your emotions speak louder." Bulma's gasp of surprise is almost deafening in the silence of the crisp winters night and she can not help but curse herself.

"You wish for what is forbidden fruit, I can not have you and you can not have me, no matter how much our hearts say that it is right and we are mates, our minds will always know the difference and it is that fact that separates us and will forever bind us to our true mates."

For Bulma Vegeta's voice of truth is like the sad melody she sang at the funeral she had held for him when he had died, a funeral which she and baby Trunks were the only guest in attendance, and just like that sad melody Vegeta's Voice of truth makes her heart cry and ache all the way to the deepest depths of her fragile soul.

Vegeta feels this and it crushes him inside, the bond they share is a gateway into her soul it holds no lies and tells the endless truths which she would openly never admit to.

"You have suffered greatly in the past and I would love nothing more then to make it all better by wrapping you in my arms and never letting go but I can not, I do not trust my self. The animal instincts within me scream for me to hold you and love you for all eternity. To pleasure your body until you scream my name for mercy yet leave you begging for more, and to protect you from anything and everything that would ever wish you harm. Make no mistake Bulma, protect you and love you I will but pleasure you I can not please understand this Bulma."

Tears are streaming down her cheeks as he says these words to her as he slowly rocks her back and forth in his massive embrace. The words sting but they are nothing compared to what she knows Vegeta is about to say. She feels it even before he says or even thinks it; he's going to be leaving again. At the rise of the sun he will board his space ship and set sail to universes unknown, with his son at his side to protect him and his family in his heart to warm and guide him. These are the weapons and armor Vegeta will take into battle with him and with them he will be unstoppable, she makes no mistake about that. If only there was room enough in his heart for her as well.

"If you are going to leave in the morning please just do me one favor." Her voice is broken and corrupted by the sobs that will wreck her body when she finishes saying what she needs to say and Vegeta hugs her even tighter for reassurance.

"Tomorrow you will take my son to train and explore a universe which I will never see. In doing so you will take with you all that I hold dear and all that has kept me alive and sane sense you died at the hands of the Androids all those years ago. All's I ask of you this night is grant me one wish. Please don't leave me alone, I couldn't bear it. I love you so much Vegeta and to lose you again after only just now getting you back is going to destroy me. If you leave me with no one to love I will surly die."

Her words ring loud and clear of her intentions in Vegeta's ears. He knows exactly what she is asking and he knows he can not do it, he can not betray his true mate she would never forgive him and he would never forgive himself. A single tear roles down his cheek as he opens his mouth to give Bulma the answer that will surely shatter her beyond repair.

Bulma sees this and she feels herself dying inside. Without even thinking she places her lips over Vegeta's in a desperate kiss to silence him before he can whisper the horrid truth which she knows is coming. She has all but given up and without thinking she breaks the kiss and begins to speak as she rests her forehead against his and slowly comb's a slender hand through his short spiky black hair that despite its hard appearance was remarkably soft.

"If you can not fulfill your vow to love me and pleasure me then at least fulfill your vow to protect me, not from a physical enemy that you can see but a mental one that lies deep within just waiting to destroy me. Please Vegeta protect me from myself, from my loneliness and the insanity that will surely consume me when you and my son leave never to return."

There is a long moment of silence as they stare into each others eyes; the silence is so unnerving that Bulma can taste the butterflies that float within her stomach as if they were still being savored on her tongue. She felt his whole being tense and for a fleeting second she felt as if he would force himself from her arms and leave her forever, but instead he speaks.

"Bulma I will protect you. You will not be lonely anymore this I swear to you on the bond that bind's us for eternity. I will protect you!" and before Vegeta's words can even register in her mind Bulma finds herself being consumed by a fiery passion so intense no force on gods green earth could ever hope to extinguish its blaze and she would do her absolute damnedest to destroy any force that would even tempt such a feat.

With those final thoughts Bulma fully surrenders to the bliss that she is sure to never feel again in her lifetime, but she isn't sad. They were soul mates they were bound through all eternity heart and soul. Nothing could ever change that and no matter what would happen to either of them she knew they would find each other always, that much she was certain of.

When Bulma awoke it was late afternoon. She was alone in Vegeta's bed and the house was entirely too silent, she knew they were gone but she was not crushed like she thought she would be. Instead she smiled and rose from Vegeta's warm bed stretching as she stood. The sunshine pours in through Vegeta's balcony window basking her in its golden warmth, wrapping her in a warm embrace that she pretended was Vegeta's strong arms.

Dressing in a simple yellow sundress Bulma descends the stairway leading her to the kitchen where she fixes herself a simple breakfast of Capsule Flakes and strawberries, with a small dash of sugar to sweeten the deal. Taking her bowl and a tablespoon Bulma ventures to her living room to the TV, setting her bowl down she makes her self conferrable within the mass of pillows and cushions grabs her remote; her cereal and turns on her TV.

What she finds however is not her morning cable TV shows but a picture of Trunks and Vegeta Smiling at her. Looking down at her remote she notices that the DVD section she notices for the first time that the pause button is blinking. Momentarily forgetting of her hunger and the food before her Bulma presses play and the DVD player comes alive as do the recorded Trunks and Vegeta.

"Hello mother, Father insisted that I not wake you this morning and said this would have to do. I protested but father won out in the end, and because this is not forever I figured he was right. I love you very much and you will never know how much you mean to me. Wish me luck mother, Father says he is taking me to a planet he once visited under Frieza's ternary he said that he secretly spared them when Frieza gave the order to destroy the planet and that these people would help me to learn how to control my developing Psychic powers I hope he is right they are starting to get out of hand. Anyway take care of yourself mother I will be back soon stronger and better then ever. Until then mother Ja Na, I love you." Trunks then kisses his fingertips and places them to the glass until his hand is flat against the screen and just like that he is gone and only Vegeta's smiling face remains.

He is silent for the longest it seamed yet in reality it was only a couple of heartbeats. "Be strong Onna" are the first words out of his mouth. Bulma can't help but smile through the tears that she just now notices. "My name is Bulma Veggie head." She talks back to his smiling copied double out of reflex rather then intentionally.

His smile never leaves his face as he goes on about humans and they're troublesome emotions, something she had heard her Vegeta do a lot of as those emotions slowly changed him from a vicious blood thirsty monster into the civil yet untamed Saiyan who she had fallen in love with so long ago.

When he finishes his rant Bulma is almost in stitches laughing, clutching her sides as if she was ready to burst. She watches as Vegeta takes a deep breath and settles down obviously ready to start on something new, something more serious.

"Take care of your self Onna, as you know I will not be returning to you when this is all said and done Trunks however will be, no matter what I will make sure he makes it home safe to you I swear it. I however will be returning to my family I miss them terribly so, I can not wait to see my little Bra-Chan she turns eighteen in a few days, I think I will go see her before we head to the planet of the Istokalessa's. They will teach Trunks everything he will ever need to know, they are the strongest race of Telepathic Shape Shifters in the Universe, and just maybe they will help me as well, I still have not decided to cross that bridge again yet." For just a moment Vegeta is silent as if piecing his words together so they came out clearly and without mistake.

"Take care of the Brat that grows within you now Bulma. I have given you a daughter and her name will be Salvina she is to be raised as you wish but you will not cut off this ones tail. Keep watch over her and protect her when she is young for make no mistake about it she will always protect you when she is older. Teach her of her Saiyan heritage and show her all that life has to offer her and there is nothing more that I could ask of you except to be happy and live a wonderful life with the children that we have created together.

You may not be my Onna but you are still my soul mate and I love you, as long as you know this there is nothing you need to fear. No loneliness can touch you no insanity can change you and no evil can destroy what we are and always will be, bonded souls forever entwined with one another. We will meet again someday Bulma, perhaps in another life or perhaps in heaven where our souls will join and become one once again, until then my love sayonara."

The vision of Vegeta smiles and waves a short simple wave to her then reaches for something off screen and the entire screen goes snowy and Bulma is left there in silence as the snowy screen turns Blue screen. In the weeks that would come she would watch the movie a million times and then some but she never cried after the first time and as the baby within her grew so did her happiness. Everything would be fine in the end it just had to be Vegeta promised and Vegeta never breaks his promises of that she was sure of.

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The darkness infinite, the coldness unbearable and all forms of life extinguished. Except for one, a lone figure that sits in the deepest darkest recess's at the far corner of this universe motionless and silent. Conserving energy, waiting for the right moment to strike, for years it has waited for this moment as it begins to unravel it self from the fetal position it has remained in for over thirty years.

Slowly the energies that it has gathered over the years began to concentrate and gyrate around its being pulling them selves to its center as the being finishes unfolding its self and stands fully erect in the endless blackness that is the void of space. Its black oily pools that are its eyes focusing on one point and one point only. A small ripple in the fabric of space small and Very fragile, it knows that it is time now. Time to release the energy time to break free, time…time to kill

The focusing of energy and the destructive release can be seen clear across the dead universe as it rips through the void and crashes into the soft spot which was the beings target. It smiles in delight as it watches its target crack slowly at first then begin to spider web and then finally shatter into trillions of pieces and just like that the universe it once called home was now nothing more then shattered dreams of a long dead creator.

As the sun of the sol system crests over Jupiter and the sun shines upon this being who is the destroyer of an entire universe of all point North South East and West one could not help but notice the expression of joy that crosses this mans face as he flies towards his destination, planet earth and as the being comes closer and closer to his destination only one thought runs through his mind.

"Look out you weaklings! Here comes trouble!" The laughter that ensues from this vile being is dark and sinister yet unmistakably insane leaving no doubt that there will be much death and destruction left in his wake of chaos and hatred.

Well that's Chapter nine I hope you liked it I know I did remember R&R it's what keeps me alive. Thanks again to all the people who have reviewed for my past chapters I hope to see you all again for chapter 10. It's coming out soon I already have half of it done