Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Angelic Demons ❯ Change of Heart ( Chapter 5 )
A fine line stands between secrecy and deceit. Decisions are made and plans are formed, but things are far from being made clear.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Romance / / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.05.2003 | Pages: 5 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 261 | Status: Completed
Goku quickly raced down the hallways, accompanied by several other soldiers who were leaving the comforts of their rooms. Normally he wasn't a violent person, but whenever there was the promise of a battle, the Saiyajin's blood would boil in his veins. Ever since he was a child he could never pass up the opportunity to engage in a fight, whether it be a spar or an all out war. This was no exception. He felt alive and was always at his happiest out on the battlefield, as odd as that may sound.
Goku paused and looked out a large window that overlooked the city and the land outside of its boundaries. He had a birds eye view from this spot and could easily see that the Yokoshima were far closer than they normally dared to come. In fact, some of them seemed to actually be inside the city. And to make things worse, their numbers were far greater than they had been in the past.
"Goku! What are you doing?! There's no time for sightseeing!"
The Saiyajin blinked and looked over at a well-muscled warrior standing beside him. The man was just as tall as he was and sported some battle scars on his face, which was framed by spiky black hair.
"I know, Yamcha, but look! I didn't even know the Yokoshima army had this many soldiers! I don't think this is going to be an ordinary battle this time… They're up to something."
The other man glanced out the window for a moment. If he was surprised by the vast amount of enemy soldiers that he saw, then he did a good job of hiding it. His face remained stern and gave away no emotion as he turned back to the Saiyajin.
"Maybe so, but standing here chatting about it isn't going to get us anywhere. They're already entering the city, so let's go!"
With that, both warriors took off down the hall.
---------------------------------------------------------------- -
Vegeta scanned the area around him, weeding through the fighting soldiers as far as the eye could see. If his plan to overthrow Daraku was to be successful, then he desperately needed to get to Kakarotto before anyone else did. Every soldier in his army had been informed of the order to take prisoners, and spotting a blonde Saiyajin would be an easy task for any of them… except for Vegeta himself.
The prince growled in frustration when his visual search for Kakarotto brought back no results. His patience was wearing thin, and he could already see his chances to rebel slowly slipping through his fingers. But there was still the chance that the other rebels had found the Junsui Saiyajin and had already explained the situation to him. On the other hand, no one was a substitute for the prince himself, and he wanted to be the one to find Kakarotto to ensure the Saiyajin understood his plans for him. But he had to actually find him first.
Cell smirked in amusement as she silently watched the actions of a very flustered Vegeta. To the untrained eye, the prince would appear calm and collective, but to one who knew how to read a Saiyajin, he was anything but calm. The slight twitch and occasional jerk of the prince's tail gave away his agitation, and the android was curious as to why he'd be so tense. The battle was going well from what she had observed. Some of the higher-ups in the Junsui army had already been captured and taken back to the Yokoshima base, so tension should be the last thing the Saiyajin was feeling… unless this wasn't what Vegeta wanted. She'd have to keep her eye on him, as always.
---------------------------------------------------------------- -------------
Goku growled in frustration as yet another Yokoshima warrior attacked him out of nowhere. From the second he'd stepped foot onto the battlefield, he seemed to be the target of any enemy soldier that laid eyes on him, which was something he couldn't understand. He'd never been the main focus in any of the previous battles. In fact, he'd been the one engaging most of the attacks on the enemy, not the other way around. But today, it seemed that as soon as he defeated one soldier, another would take his place. Needless to say, he was beginning to tire.
Goku quickly sent a burst of energy toward a group of quickly advancing Yokoshima, which momentarily knocked them off balance. With amazing speed, the Saiyajin used the distraction to execute a series of attacks on the soldiers as he plowed through them with movement that was undetectable to the untrained eye. No more than a second later, the Saiyajin appeared behind the stunned group of warriors, who, seconds later, collapsed to the ground due to the injuries inflicted by Goku.
The Saiyajin took a deep breath in an attempt to fight off the wave of exhaustion that was threatening to overtake him. He'd been battling for quite sometime now; much longer than a battle between the Yokoshima and Junsui was normally fought. He knew there was something they were after this time that they hadn't yet gained. He just didn't know what, and until he did know, he'd have to keep fighting. Goku once again gathered his strength and took off in the direction he felt the most kis concentrated.
-------------------------------------------------------------
Vegeta's head snapped up as a familiar ki flared up close by. He immediately recognized the energy to be that of Kakarotto's, and a grin found its way onto the prince's lips when he realized that the Saiyajin had yet to be captured.
Cell, who was standing not too far off, noticed the change in the prince's mood immediately. "What're you so happy about? You were almost pouting a moment ago."
Vegeta frowned and turned back to the android, whom he'd almost forgotten was there. "Don't you have anything better to do besides baby-sit me, woman?! Why don't you go kill someone or something?!"
"But pestering you is so much better! Besides, I know you're up to something. Your tail gave it away."
The prince blinked, then growled as he wrapped the furry appendage around his waist. "Traitorous tail!" he thought as he turned away from the smirking woman.
His eyes widened slightly as Kakarotto suddenly came into view. "Damn it! How am I supposed to talk to him if this wench is hanging over my shoulder?!"
Cell blinked and looked in the direction the prince was currently looking in and smirked as she spotted the blonde Saiyajin. "Ah. So that's the one, eh? Hm. Perhaps I'll deal with this one myself."
Vegeta threw out his hand to halt the android as she prepared to fly off. "Not a chance, Cell! He's to be brought back alive!"
The woman put on her most innocent face. "I know. And I will bring him back alive… after I've had a little fun…"
"You sicken me! Go have your `fun' with someone else, hentai!"
Cell frowned as the prince shot off with a burst of ki, leaving her behind to sulk.
--------------------------------------------------------------
Goku jumped away from a Yokoshima warrior in order to avoid a powerful blow the enemy had thrown. As expected the soldier lost his balance from lack of contact and gave the Saiyajin a large window to execute his own attack, which he did. Goku quickly delivered a chop to the back of the other man's neck and knocked him out immediately. Anyone else would have simply broken the soldier's neck, but the Saiyajin avoided killing anyone unless it was absolutely necessary, and in most cases, it was.
"You're too soft. You should have killed him."
Goku blinked as a rough voice sounded from behind him, but had no time to react before a sharp pain shot up through his spine, making his vision go white. He screamed as another wave of white-hot pain washed over him and dropped to his knees as his energy plummeted faster than he imagined possible. It was then he realized that someone had a hold of his tail.
"What did I tell you about leaving your tail open to attacks?" the same voice asked as the grip on the furry appendage loosened to a degree that the pain was tolerable.
Goku's vision slowly returned and he slowed his ragged breathing as he glanced back at the one responsible for his pain. "Vegeta?"
"Kakarotto, I need to talk to you." the prince said, though he didn't release his grip on the other Saiyajin's tail.
"Then let go of my tail and talk!"
"I can't!" Vegeta hissed as he threatened to tighten his grip again, which made Goku cringe. "We're being watched, so I have to make this look real!"
"Look real?! It IS real! You're killing me, damn it!" the Junsui Saiyajin cried angrily.
Vegeta snorted. "You'll know when I'm killing you, Kakarotto, and right now, I'm not. But if you'd like a demonstration…"
Goku's eyes widened as the prince once again began to tighten his grip on his tail and shook his head quickly. "No, no! I believe you!"
"Very well then." Vegeta said as he glanced back at Cell, who was staring at him from a distance. Almost as if on cue, the android was attacked from behind and she immediately took off after the Junsui responsible, momentarily forgetting about her job to watch Vegeta. The prince smirked and dropped Goku's tail and instead grabbed hold of his arm before pulling him into the sky and taking off.
"Vegeta! What are you doing?!" the Junsui shouted as he forced his arm out of the other Saiyajin's grip. By then, the two were well beyond the lines of battle and were alone to talk without being spied on.
The prince came to an abrupt halt and turned to face his companion. "First off, can you change your hair to black?"
Goku blinked in confusion, but nodded.
"Good. Do it."
"Why? I'll be vulnerable!"
"Like you were vulnerable a moment ago when I had your tail?! This is in your best interest, baka, so do as I say!" Vegeta growled angrily.
A look of suspicion crossed the other Saiyajin's face for a moment before he reluctantly powered down, causing his now black hair to return to its natural appearance, and his eyes to darken to a deep shade of ebony. Vegeta smirked in satisfaction once the transformation was complete.
"Perfect. You don't even look the same. No one will recognize you now."
A sense of relief washed over the other Saiyajin when the prince didn't outright attack him, but his confusion increased tenfold. "Mind telling me what all this is about now?"
Goku listened in silence as Vegeta explained about the rebels and how they were in need of his power to overthrow Daraku. He also explained what Saiyajins were and that there were plenty of others in existence. The prince also told the other Saiyajin about the legend of the Super Saiyajin, which intrigued Goku greatly, but also left him with questions.
"If I'm supposed to be a Saiyajin, then why aren't I evil like you and the others? And how do I know that you won't turn on me and the other Junsui if I help you defeat Daraku?"
Vegeta folded his arms in slight annoyance. "I have no idea why you're so pure! For all I know, you could have whacked your head on a rock and lost your memory or something! I think the Junsui brainwashed you though. And you don't know that I won't turn on you, but it won't make much of a difference. You have a choice. Let Daraku continue his assault, or take your chances with me, who you have a far better chance of defeating."
The prince inwardly cringed at his own words, but if that's what needed to be said to make this work, then that's what he'd have to say. Goku considered his options for a moment before finally nodding, even though he hadn't completely been convinced that this was the right thing to do. It felt as if he were helping and betraying the Junsui at the same time, but there seemed to be more pro's with this plan than con's.
"Fine, but what exactly do you plan on doing?" Goku asked. He still didn't have a firm grasp on the whole concept.
"Daraku doesn't know each Saiyajin in his army by appearance, so I expect you to join the Yokoshima army. That way, you will become familiar with the leaders and their power, which will make this overtaking a whole lot easier for everyone. As long as you keep your current appearance, no one will be the wiser… as long as you don't act so damn pure. You're a Saiyajin though, so deep down there's an evil side somewhere in you trying to come out. Just let it. But there's a problem…"
Vegeta motioned toward the other Saiyajin's wings.
"Those practically scream Junsui. We have to do something about them… How attached to them are you?"
Goku's eyes widened as the prince smirked evilly. "Vegeta! How attached are you to your head?!" he snapped, causing the other Saiyajin to laugh.
"See? You do have a darker side. Perfect."
Goku snorted and folded his arms. "I do have a way of getting rid of them… Well, hiding them actually."
The prince raised an eyebrow in question. "How?"
The other Saiyajin grinned. "Don't blink."
Vegeta watched as the other man disappeared into a quick flash of light. An instant later, he reappeared with a big smile on his face as the light died down, only now, he no longer had his wings.
"What the…" Vegeta blinked in confusion and walked in a circle around the grinning Saiyajin. "Where'd they go?! How'd you do that?!"
Goku laughed at the baffled expression on the other's face, which caused Vegeta to growl in warning. The Saiyajin stopped laughing and took a precautionary step away from him.
"Er… I just withdrew them. Can't you do that?"
"Obviously not, baka! You'll have to show me how to do that some other time. For now, we have more important things to worry about." Vegeta said as he stood back and looked at the now wingless Saiyajin.
Goku cocked his head to one side in confusion. "Now what?"
"Well now we still have a wing issue. All Saiyajins in the Yokoshima army have wings like mine. If you enter our base like this, you'll still stick out like a sore thumb." the prince explained as he rubbed his chin in thought.
"Sooo…. What am I supposed to do?" Goku asked.
The other Saiyajin was silent for a moment before his face lit up as an idea came to him. "So you won't be a Saiyajin at all."
The younger Saiyajin stared at the prince in confusion. "…..Huh?"
Vegeta motioned to the other man's tail. "How attached to that are you?"
"….."
He laughed as Goku's face paled. "Baka. I'm not serious. Not even I'm evil enough to chop off a Saiyajin's tail. But you will have to hide it somehow."
Goku watched as the prince pulled a capsule out of his armor and threw it to the ground. It burst upon impact and smoke billowed into the air, causing the surprised Saiyajin to jump back. Vegeta snorted and walked over to an identical pile of Yokoshima armor that was now sitting on the ground.
"You can't wear those clothes in my base, so you'll have to change into this." he said, motioning toward the black and red battle armor.
Goku frowned, unaccustomed to the darker colors that were practically non-existent in the Junsui world. "But it's ugly…"
The Saiyajin jumped as Vegeta growled under his breath and lashed his tail in agitation. "Erm… I mean, different…"
The prince grit his teeth and rubbed his temples in annoyance. "This isn't a fashion show, Kakarotto! Just put it on!"
--------------------------------
A half hour later, Goku was finally fully dressed in the Yokoshima armor. Obviously `just putting it on' was easier said than done. Vegeta had watched in amusement as the other Saiyajin had struggled with the armor that he was unaccustomed to. It took him quite some time to figure out that the chest armor was flexible and could be stretched to slid on over ones head. Vegeta would have told him, but watching the other man search for the zipper was just too amusing to watch.
Goku stood up once he'd secured the red leg protectors and looked down at his new outfit. His face quickly took on a reddish hue.
"What's the problem?" Vegeta asked as he took notice to the Saiyajin's new skin color.
This, however, only made Goku blush further.
"Um….Isn't it….erm…. a little showy?"
"Showy?"
The prince blinked and looked at his own armor. Sure, the spandex fit like a second skin and left little to the imagination, but it wasn't like you could `see' anything… for the most part. He'd just gotten used to it over the years.
"Hn. You'll adjust to it. Besides, it looks better than that clown outfit you were wearing."
"Hmph." Goku snorted and folded his arms with a tint of red still evident across his check bones.
Vegeta frowned. "Baka! How are you supposed to fit in if you're walking around looking like a tomato?! I suggest you get used to it and fast!"
The prince paused and looked at the furry tail lashing behind the other Saiyajin.
"And there's still that issue."
Vegeta glanced over at the outfit the Saiyajin had previously been wearing and spotted the emerald green sash that went with it. He smirked and picked it up, then handed it to Goku.
"Hold it up. And don't jump away, I won't burn you."
"Wha?"
Before the younger man could get another word in, Vegeta brought his palms together, then pulled them apart. He was now holding a fireball in his right hand and held it out to the sash the other Saiyajin was holding up. Goku watched as the fabric became charred from the heat and slowly turned black. If the article of clothing had not been specially made for battle, it would have been incinerated.
A few moments later, the once green sash had turned black and matched the rest of his armor perfectly.
"There. Now wrap your tail around your waist and use the sash to cover it up. No one will be the wiser." Vegeta said. He waited as the Saiyajin carried out the action. Goku frowned afterward, not at all happy.
"Now what?" the prince snapped.
"I don't like not being able to move my tail." the Saiyajin whined as he tugged at the sash a little.
"I said it once, and I'll say it again. Get used to it! Now make sure you act like a Yokoshima soldier from this point forward, and trust no one unless I give you the go ahead to converse with them, got it?"
"Yeah." Goku mumbled as he fidgeted uncomfortably.
"Good. Now lets go see how the battle is going, shall we?"
TBC.