Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Attachments Detached ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6

Bulma stopped kicking Dodoria when she noticed the lack of response in his still form and turned at a small sound. The one who had knocked him down had closed his eyes, unconscious from the looks of it, and she thought it might be a good idea to move him away from the battle.

She walked carefully to him, as if he would jump up at any time and seize her, and grabbed him under both armpits, dragging him down the corridor a ways before letting him drop gently and dropping down herself beside him. She looked him over, noting the weird way his leg twisted. He suddenly cringed, folding into himself slightly, brows drawn together, but he did not cry out, instead letting his breath out in a hiss that was long and harsh.

Instinctively, she reached out a hand to comfort him, laying it gently on his cheek. He moaned at even that little contact, and she felt bone move under her hand, quickly removing it. They had even broken his cheekbone.

Bulma wanted nothing more than to join the stranger in slumber, however pain-filled it was. The last week had kept her on-edge and frazzled, as any hunted animal would be. She wouldn't have recognized her own parents if they had shown up. It was stress, plain and simple.

As other sounds approached them, Bulma looked up, attention caught in the fight that would decide her fate. The two were moving so fast she couldn't see either clearly, and she strained to get even a hint of who was winning.

Kakarott felt his back connect with the wall as Zarbon's elbow successfully broke through his defenses and whipped his head to one side. Instinctively Kakarott ducked, hearing the sound of Zarbon's punch connecting with the wall where his face had been and feeling bits of steel fall around him. He pushed himself forward, driving both a knee and an uppercut into Zarbon's stomach. Zarbon stumbled backwards, allowing Kakarott to straighten fully and grab the blue-skinned alien's shoulders, pulling him into a headbutt directly to his forehead.

Zarbon wheeled back, applying trembling fingers to his head, golden eyes flashing at the blood that came off. He snapped those eyes back to Kakarott, "Oh, you're going to pay for that, Saiyan! Now you shall taste true power!"

Kakarott's eyes popped open as wide as possible as Zarbon thrust out his chest- and his chest thrust out. The growth of muscle mass traveled down his arms and legs and reached the face, changing it from its once smooth beauty to a hideous apparition with gaping jaws and rows of serrated teeth that salivated as if this new creature had not eaten in years.

While that was probably true, that was not Kakarott's current question, but rather how he found himself in a prone position on the floor, staring up at a sneering Zarbon with an aching in his chest telling of quite a few ribs broken.

Zarbon was suddenly flung into a wall as a ki blast connected with the side of his head. Kakarott took the opportunity to rise and decided this would be the time to retreat. He moved toward Bulma and Vegeta, noting that it had been Vegeta that had half-levered himself up to throw the ki blast.

Vegeta met Kakarott eyes with an intense gaze, clenched jaw telling of pain barely kept under control. He allowed Kakarott to heave him up by one arm, draping it over his shoulder.

Bulma rose with them, one eye on them and the other on Zarbon, who was trying to extract himself from the wall, one hand holding the side of his head, shaking it slightly to clear his sight.

Kakarott looked straight at her, confused by her lack of reaction and her drawing away. "Bulma?"

Bulma looked at the two basically supporting each other and blinked, "Kakarott?" With the recognition of Kakarott came the recognition of the other, "Vegeta?"

Vegeta growled, "No time for this. Go!"

Kakarott nodded, looking back as he hurried down the corridor. He smiled at Bulma when she moved to support Vegeta's other side, making them just a bit faster, and asked, "Where are we going?"

Vegeta growled, wanting nothing more than to push both away from him, but a broken leg does impede one's movement. "Training room. Take the crawlspace to the docking area. Get a ship and get out of here."

Bulma nodded, "We need to go to Earth."

Vegeta shook his head, stumbling a bit at the motion. Behind them they could clearly hear Zarbon promising all of them painful deaths. "No, that'd be the first place Frieza would look-"

"I need to warn them. I found-"

"Um, guys? Fascinating as this all is, shouldn't we focus on getting to the ship alive before we argue about where we're going to go? I mean, Zarbon sounds like he's following us."

Vegeta and Bulma both grudgingly agreed, although the looks on their faces promised a heated argument. Kakarott picked up the speed, feeling Vegeta's body twitch a little more but not able to slow down for his comfort. He couldn't help but chuckle. "You two act like you're married."

Both glared indignantly at the impetuous Saiyan.

"I'd rather marry Zarbon than this arrogant as-"

"I'd have to be insane to want to mate with this bi-"

Both stopped before the insults could be completed and shared glares that were quite humorous considering their positions and Kakarott chuckled again, still pushing their almost jogging gait. He noted with relief that the door was right before them and quickly pushed the button on it, practically pushing them all into the room and closing the door, locking it just as Zarbon hit it full-tilt, the door creaking under his weight. His eyes, still golden despite their now more lizard-like properties, glared at the three of them through the portal.

Kakarott pressed another button, smirking at the fuming Zarbon as a panel blocked the alien's view of the three. He moved to the lone bench and carefully sat Vegeta on it, having to lean him against the wall to keep him from sliding down.

Bulma released her own hold on Vegeta and ran a hand along his brow, wiping off the sweat that was there from his exertion. His eyes fluttered as if he would close them before he pushed himself up a little, hissing out his breath in pain at the movement. He looked to be glaring at Bulma, but she knew better, "Rest." How in the world could she have forgotten what he looked like?

He shook his head and turned his gaze to Kakarott, who was moving the grate from its opening, "Hurry up."

Kakarott rolled his eyes and pushed the grate aside, moving back to Vegeta, "And how are we supposed to get you through the crawlspace?"

Vegeta growled at him, "Never said you were going to."

Kakarott's eyes widened slightly, "We're supposed to just leave you here?" His tone was incredulous and he shook his head, "No way."

"Zarbon's going to break through here soon. He'll go right in after you. With me here I can distract him long enough for you to get to the ship."

Bulma grabbed his arm and applied pressure so that he would look at her, "You'd not even last two minutes. That's not long enough for us to get there and you know it. Besides, there are codes that lock up the pods so they won't fly. Without those codes we can't go anywhere. I checked. You're one of the ones that knows those codes."

Vegeta's lip curled in a snarl, though he made no sound, "I have a feeling it's that database that's gotten you into trouble, isn't it?" Before she could answer, he continued, "And how, praytell oh genius, are you going to get me through the crawlspace?"

Bulma put his arm around her shoulders and heaved up, "Come on. Get up."

He growled as he complied but Bulma ignored him, moving them slightly away from the bench, "Kakarott, tear the bench from the wall."

Kakarott looked ready to question, but the look on Bulma's face stopped him and he did as she asked, the bench torn from its supports as if he were breaking dried spaghetti noodles. She pointed to the floor and he sat it down.

When he saw her trying to lie Vegeta down on it, he moved to help, seeing the plan's outline.

Once they had gotten him as comfortable as possible on the makeshift cot, Bulma spoke, "You take the head and I'll take the feet. Just be careful getting him in and out."

Vegeta growled, not liking being spoken of as if he wasn't there. Another pound on the door and the ominous sound of its hinges creaking made him wave a hand impatiently, "We get it. Go!"

Bulma scowled but heaved the cot up with Kakarott and moved to the opening. It was quite difficult maneuvering the cot into the hole, but once they got it under there, it wasn't as hard as Bulma had feared to move in the crawlspace.

The minutes ticked by with the sound of their echoing footsteps and clumsy tripping in the air and the feeling that Bulma was never going to get the cramp out that was developing from bending over as she carried the cot. She couldn't imagine what Kakarott was feeling going backwards.

They were almost to the opening to the docks when a frustrated roar came from behind them. Bulma's wide eyes and sudden push on the cot had Kakarott moving his feet as fast as if Vegeta was charging him, and that was dangerously fast going backwards.

Getting the cot out of the opening was the second difficulty with the bench in the way. They could only get it halfway out.

Vegeta finally turned and snarled, not liking the fact that Bulma was down there with an enraged Zarbon close on their heels and they were stuck up here. "Just pull me the rest of the way out, fool!"

Kakarott nodded and did just that, ignoring the pained sounds from Vegeta as he pulled him out of the hole and laid him on the floor, reaching down and mangling the cot so that it came easily out.

He pulled Bulma out, who eagerly helped him as she could feel Zarbon's eyes on her exposed back. Kakarott hurriedly forced the cot back into the opening and used a small amount of ki to melt it there, sealing the hole up temporarily as Zarbon, as he had with the training room, banged up against it, curses flying at the three on the other side.

Vegeta's breath was coming out harsher and in shorter amounts than was safe for his lungs. His heated body felt a cool hand press to his forehead, "Vegeta! You have to stay conscious. We need the code!"

He fought off the darkness and allowed himself to be guided out from under the table and practically lifted by both arms, as his legs seemed to not want to respond. Everything was throbbing in time to his heartbeat, which he could hear quite clearly in his ears.

He must've blanked out, for the next moment he found himself being buckled into a seat, a hand pressing him back into it so that he didn't slip forward as he seemed wont to do.

He tried to focus on the bit of blue before him and dimly heard a question being asked. Finally a stinging sensation on his cheek, the one not broken, caused him to snarl at the younger Saiyan who had slapped him. He clearly heard Bulma's question this time. "Vegeta, what's the code?"

His lips formed the words of the code although he could not hear him himself speak them.

Bulma watched Vegeta's eyes finally roll to the back of his head and his whole body slump as he became unconscious and wondered how he had managed to stay awake this long.

Kakarott joined her in the front as she typed in the code, the ship coming alive around her. She quickly checked everything and maneuvered the ship so that it faced the closed hangar doors. "Kakarott, make an opening for the ship if you don't mind."

He nodded and stuck a hand out a panel Bulma opened for him, charging a ki blast that ripped from his hand and exploded into the door, leaving a gaping hole big enough for the ship to fly out of, which was exactly what Bulma did, sirens blaring all around as the trio made their getaway.

"We're going into hyperspace. Buckle in." She did as she herself had advised and waited for Kakarott to do the same before slamming her hand on the button, gravity forcing her back as the ship was propelled into speeds faster than that of the fastest member of the Ginyu Force.

Despite Vegeta's protests, Bulma had set the course for Earth. Vegeta would just have to find out why when he awoke.

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Frieza glared down at the green-haired head that bowed humbly before him and moved his eyes to the pink blob that was in an equally degrading position, "Let me get this straight. I ordered you to simply retrieve the girl for me and you let her escape because of two MONKEYS!" Since everything before the shouted word had been quiet, the sudden change in volume made both flinch, though neither raised their heads.

Wisely keeping silent, the two meekly stayed in their positions, wanting nothing more than to come out of this alive.

"And so, these two monkeys and this girl stole one of my ships and took off and you don't know where?"

Again silence reigned in Frieza's hall. He gritted his teeth and visibly calmed himself, since killing his two best men would hurt him in the coming weeks. "You will make this up to me with either your lives-" He paused long enough to feel the fear from the two hit him like a tsunami before continuing, "or by following my every order to an exact measure so that you don't mess up."

Both men gave agreeing nods, voicing sounds that Frieza tuned out as he was so used to hearing them it was pitiful. He ran right over their assurances, "Zarbon, set a course for Earth. I estimate we're two weeks behind them now with the limited hyperspace that ship had. Dodoria, I want you to get the troops ready for a full-out assault on Earth. You will attack after I take care of the two monkeys you weren't able to dispose of, I will retrieve the female as you should have done, and I will think about sparing both your pitiful lives if you do a good job with this."

Both Zarbon and Dodoria rose, executing bows that were as perfect as befit their height and girth before leaving the lizard to his thoughts. Frieza thought this whole thing was pointless. In the end he would end up with one loud-mouthed temperamental girl and two dead monkeys. Whoopee. The only reason he continued was that he needed to 'finish' this deal with Earth.

He sighed and walked over to the communication center set up in the room. Running an empire was such hard work. Sneering, he opened up a link to Earth. However, getting to indulge in the treats of the job was always enjoyable. Time to indulge.

A/N: So, you guys liked the threesome. (crickets sound) <_< Ohmigosh! I didn't just say that did I? That would make an interesting lemon PWP. Zarbon + Dodoria + Kiwi = nightmares for the rest of eternity! Ok, so we're heading to Earth now…. I actually thought I would be ending at around 70 pages or something, but the characters are insisting that they aren't where they need to be…. (sigh) Well, let's go see what's happening on Earth…um, in two more chapters…. Wow, I made the next chapter that long! Well, I'll just have to post of Fri, right? See ya then!

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