Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breaking Free ❯ Reawakening: Chapter III ( Chapter 17 )

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The Reawakening

Chapter: 3 Finding You

 

 

Vegeta waited outside, his foot tapping as he stared at the space ship that would be taking him to deal with this new threat. Though his woman tried to have him ask for help, it wouldn't be proper. This Saiyan had dared to call himself master over his woman. He had been her keeper and tormenter. Vegeta would not refuse to be the one to would kill him. Of course, once Vegeta looked upon the freak that he was… this... this Broly, he will be one who has that Saiyan desire to fight. I don't know why he chooses to fight. But I alone can defeat him, and I will be the one to stop him. He cracked his neck and crossed his arms.

 

Though inside Bulma worked diligently to fix up the gravity chamber for the space conditions that Vegeta could come across, she was also worried for his well being. Broly was the last person she would ever want Vegeta to fight. Frieza, Cooler, and Kold: they were all threatening of course but what Broly could do… she knew that first hand. He had powers to do worse than all three of them combined.

 

But now she worried more. He was leaving her and their child. Trunks had barely grown at all and now she… No just forget it, if I worry now I'll never get to sleep. She fixed up his life support system and the live feeder from the ship to their house. She wiped her forehead in worry that the only two people she feared might be coming after him. Chi-Chi and Gohan had suffered enough thanks to that monster and to have him return… she was wondering just how they could take the fact that he had been their keeper for a year of their lives and to come back into it… She couldn't even begin imagine.

 

“Woman!” A male voice startled her as she whipped around. She was shaking when she saw Vegeta looking at her, a casual scowl on his lips as he looked down at her. “Will you quit worrying so much, I can read your fear and worry through the air, let alone from the link in your mind.”

 

“Sorry. I guess I'm just too—”

 

“Paranoid,” Vegeta cut in, rolling his eyes in the process.

 

“Well! Sorry for caring so much! I guess next time some violent rapist that can single handily crush Cooler and Kold comes around, I won't be worried, despite knowing my husband will go off to fight him, and can possibly lose by letting him come here and do whatever the hell he wants! Maybe some women can deal with that thought, but I can't Vegeta!” she yelled, her anger and stress boiling over her level of tolerance.

 

“I know you may be worried, but, woman, I assure you that he might not be so invulnerable as you believe. I have been training hard for the past years and there will be no way I can be beaten easily. And even should I fail, you can return to Namek and gather those mystical balls again. Ask me to be revived and then wish for more power!” he chuckled, his eyes gleaming with the thought of more strength—strength that could be imbued into his veins. To have the strength of a God! He would love it.

 

“You really know how to assure me don't you! Do you think Broly will let me go to Namek? Even then he could have blown it up already. He's so strong do you really think wishing for more power would matter? You've never seen him when he's fully transformed into a monster and raping your only friend left in the world.” She turned away from him, her hand tightly gripping the wrench in her hand. She wanted to cry, but she refused to submit to all that pain and fear Broly had put into her. But two arms encircled her waist and she felt a head resting alongside hers.

 

“Don't worry, woman. I won't loose. I have a much greater reason to live since ever coming here,” he whispered in her ear. She closed her eyes and reveled in one of the few moments they really shared their bond as one.

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Broly himself was ripping apart worlds in his deep-seated anger. He was absolutely livid! His fist slammed into the ground, causing the ground to ripple outwards and break apart. His ki blasted from his imbedded fist downwards through the ripples, then exploding upwards.

 

The ground shook a few more times before settling, but Broly only growled and ripped his fist out. He balled it even tighter as he grew more frustrated. He knew where Chi-Chi's planet was, but he didn't know where he was! He hardly knew the languages around this solar system. Every single one was so distant from anything he heard; he couldn't make sense of it except for the fact he was in the outer cloister of the universe.

 

All the nearby planets were heavily lacking in modern technology. He had seen neither hide nor hair of a ship. He was fruitlessly searching out worlds for scraps and junk. Obviously the Ice-lings had chosen not to expand their forces to this outland fringe.

 

Gathering himself he cracked his neck and looked upwards into the endless void of space. Out there somewhere, there was someone. One lone being who was his. She deserved him entirely. He deserved her just as much. And yet he had to guess that the rotten Prince Vegeta had stolen the one single being… It would only make sense that he would steal the last Saiyan female left, but after she had already had his mark, his claim?

 

He growled more and hung his head, the yellow golden spikes of his hair shielding his face as he wished to… to… “Huurarggghhhhhhh!!!” He screamed, throwing his head back and watching as the world blew apart around him. His ki blasted around him, slowly encasing him in his protective barrier as he continued to scream. His white eyes turned green as his ki ripped outwards and slammed into the ground, exploding outwards. The world froze before exploding entirely.

 

Slowly he came to realize the entire planet had been obliterated. His barrier kept him protected from the cold void of space. His pain was observable only for a moment in his gleam of his eyes before he shed the unwanted emotion and set off, blasting into space.

 

It didn't matter how long he would have to fly or how far he'd have to search, so long as he found her. But he'd rather see her before she was older then fifty. Gritting his teeth he continued his path, blasting deeper into space in hopes of finding her.

 

 

Chi-Chi herself lay on the sofa. Gohan was in the next room, studying diligently as he was told. She mused over everything like always. Goku's disappearance and inability to return to life, the voices and pictures inside her head; it wasn't making any sense and ever since a week ago it had started. It sounded disoriented, confused, upset and most of all it was angry… so very angry she could feel it. As if it were some kind of real emotion inside her.

 

“Because they are…” The voice snapped Chi-Chi up from her spot. “You should know Chi-Chi, you're a part of me as I am to you. I know you're lonely; you want someone back with you… just call out to me.”

 

“Who's there!? What do you want with me?” she asked, her lip quivering with the thought of some stalker inside her home. Her attention was first drawn to Gohan, but she knew he would be the last person to be worried; he could move a mountain now.

 

“Have you forgotten me? Chi-Chi, it's me, your mate. Tell me Vegeta has not warped you? Tell me that he hasn't touched you! If he has I will rip him limb from limb!” The voice sounded angry. The growl bounced around inside her head, making her feel slightly dizzy.

 

“Stop this! I don't know you. I don't want to hear you in my mind!” she screamed grabbing her ears and holding her head down, but it didn't deter the voice.

 

“So he has brainwashed you against me. Fine. You'll be at my side soon enough once I find you. I'll kill Vegeta and everyone on the blasted planet for daring to harm you and Gohan.” Chi-Chi shook her head and dug her nails into her hair.

 

“Please stop! Leave me alone! Leave me alone!” she cried over and over, her hysteria finally catching Gohan's attention.

 

The door was thrown open and he came in ready to fight but only saw his mother crying and yelling as she held her head down. “Mother! Mother, what's wrong?” he yelled out, rushing to her side. Grabbing her shoulders, he shook her.

 

Chi-Chi's hysteria broke finally and she found herself hugging Gohan for all his worth, crying badly as well. “Thank-you, Gohan, thank you! You made him stop!” She sobbed as crystal tears fell from her eyes. Looking up as she held him, though, she saw the massive silhouette of a man, his eyes angered, but concern shined past them before she blinked; then it all disappeared….

 

 

Vegeta strapped himself in the ship, having the woman run last minute checks on his ship before his departure. He knew the woman was probably stalling because she hoped that some last minute message might come to stop him from leaving. But even if it did, he had a score to settle with this Broly, and he would be sure to be the one to show him vengeance for what he did to his mate. He just needed some time to think and prepare for one battle that could possibly dwarf his fight with Frieza easily…

 

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