Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny Lost ❯ The Great Escape ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: MayMayB

Also, just a few things I forgot to mention before. Clearly this is an A/U. Some of the characters will be a bit OOC. But not that much. =) This fic will have strong strong language too. =)

Bulma is 20

Vegeta is 22

Song I listened to while writing: Foo Fighters: Walk

Disclaimer: I own a 1969 Mach 1 Ford Mustang… Cobolt Blue. I do not own DBZ or it's characters.

"You just had to mouth off, didn't you?" Radditz glared at him, shaking his head as he sat on the opposite side of him. "Just had to goad him, piss him off."

Vegeta, who was already sitting down against the steel wall, pulled at the uncomfortable metal collar that was around his neck. He didn't know why he was complaining. Out of the three of them, he had taken more of a beating then any of them… he had a gash above his right eye brow and some other cuts and nasty bruises that littered his body. And his back molar was really loose from a punch he received from Zorbon.

He paid his fellow soldier no heed as he stroked his tail and smirked when he heard Radditz give out a frustrated growl. He looked over to Nappa who was next to him in the small cell. He looked just as pissed as Radditz, but chose not to voice his opinion. He had taken a beating too, but managed to get a black eye and that was pretty much it.

"It takes days to get our ki back to normal after having these goddamned ki drainers on." Radditz continued to gripe.

Vegeta spat out blood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He shared the same hatred for these blasted things. It was Frieza's most favorite toy. He would put it on them he beat his subordinates for misbehaving. It was especially shitty for his beloved Saiyan soldiers. It muted their rapid healing abilities that were linked to their ki. It also prevented them from blasting their way out of their cells.

"He deserved it." Vegeta said in a low even voice.

"We just got out of here, and you go ahead and start a fight with Zorbon. And to boot you call him… what was it Nappa?

"An ugly, green, candy assed cock sucker." Nappa drawled out.

Radditz pointed at Nappa and looked at Vegeta. "Yeah, that."

Nappa stifled a chuckle and Vegeta went back to stroking his tail thoughtfully.

"HEY! Shut up in there, monkey trash!" The guard sitting in front of their cell threw a tin cup at the bars, splashing it's contents onto Radditz who was sitting against them.

Radditz snarled at the guard and stood up, he promptly flopped down next to Vegeta. "Look, I hate the asshole just as much as you do, but damnit, I was about to get laid... SHIT Vegeta! I'm going to have blue balls for a week!"

"We'll be out soon enough, now quit your bitching!" Vegeta said, still keeping his cool demeanor. He was tired and worn down. Usually such outbursts from his men would have angered him and in result would be beaten senseless by their prince. He just turned and gave the Saiyan next to him a murderous glare.

Radditz stayed quite for a moment longer. "…so, my brother, huh?"

Vegeta grunted an afirmitive and gave him another glare. "Now is not the time." His low gravely voice was quiet, so not to let the guard hear. Radditz rolled his eyes, but stayed quiet.

All three men sat in silence for a long while after that, until their attention was brought to the opening of the room in which held the cell they were in. A young women entered, She was garbed in a pink dress, the same in which all servants where required to wear. She kept her head down which caused her shoulder length brown hair to block her face. She had a tray with a cup and some food piled on top of it.

All three men looked up, seeing that it nobody of importance, Radditz went back to sulking and playing his hair, and Nappa went back to cleaning underneath his fingernails. Vegeta on the other hand kept a close eye on the servant girl, his eyes narrowing on her… something wasn't right.

The disgusting green blob of a soldier snatched the tray away from the woman and licked his lips as he looked her up and down.

"Took you long enough, slave. I may have to replace you as desert for making me wait so long." He slapped her ass, making her jump. He snickered as he sat down at the small table next to him and started shoveling food into his mouth.

The woman backed up a few steps and looked up at Vegeta. He froze…those eyes looked very familiar. He had only seen one person with that color…

Her vibrant blue eyes sparkled as she smirked at him. She glanced at the soldier, he was too busy stuffing his face to see their little exchange. She lifted her hand up and pressed a finger to her lips, hoping he understood the international gesture for 'shhh'. Vegeta cocked his head to the side, giving her a look of confusion.

Her smirk got bigger as she put her hand up again showing all five fingers and pulled her thumb down showing four fingers, then three, two, one.

The soldier slumped and fell out of his chair, face first onto the ground. The sound of the thump jarred Radditz and Nappa's attention

The woman kicked the soldier, making sure he was down for the count. When she was satisfied she reached up and pulled a wig off of her head and freed her long blue tendrils, that spilled down her back. She then grabbed the chair the soldier was in and put it in front of the cell and sat down.

"We didn't get a chance to finish our conversation." She crossed her legs and arms, looking at Vegeta expectantly. "Well?"

"Well what?" he shot back. He didn't appreciate her arrogant attitude…

"Will you and your men accept Bardock's invitation to become a part of our rebel army? It's time for the tyranny to stop."

Vegeta took a small step back from the bars and ventured a look at Nappa and Radditz. Radditz shrugged and nodded his head. Nappa stood there, looking upon Vegeta thoughtfully, he then walked up to him and put his hand on Vegeta's shoulder.

"I will go wherever you go, Prince Vegeta. But I think the woman is right, the time is now. It is time to reclaim your birthright."

Vegeta gave him a slight nod and then turned back to Bulma. "What do you have to offer me?"

"Your Freedom… and a solid army behind you."

He mulled this over for a moment. "…Fine, But when it comes time, I do it my way."

Bulma nodded her head and stood up, then strode up to the control panel and pressed various buttons making the door open to the cell. She entered the cell and took out a screw driver and walked straight up to Vegeta. "Good." She absently looked him up and down, she hadn't noticed until then that he was tall and oh so very tan.

"Stop eye fucking me and get these collars off, Woman." He said with a playful smirk on his face.

Bulma's cheeks turned crimson in embarrassment. Silently kicking herself for acting like a school girl in front of him. But she couldn't help it, the rude and crass man was HOT! "Eherm…Do you mind bending down so I can take that off of you?" She pointed to the collar with her screwdriver.

His smirk widened when he saw that he made her blush. He bent down and let her unlatch the collar and then moved onto Radditz. Just when she unlatched Nappa's collar, an alarm started blaring.

"Whoops, looks like they found Goku." She ripped the pink slave dress off and tossed it over her shoulder. She adjusted her holsters that had two automatic hand guns on each side of her hips, and checked to see if her set of throwing knives were secure on her pant leg. She then bent over and snatched one of the discarded collars off of the floor and threw it into the sleek backpack she had on her back and then took out a scouter and put it over her ear. "We need to get to the hangar, is there a short cut?"

"Follow me." Vegeta said pushing passed her opening the door and peered out into the hallway, there two guards standing just outside the door. He quietly closed it and turned back to Bulma. Without saying anything, he reached over and took two of Bulma's throwing knives.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I need to take out the guards out." He said as he approached the door again.

"Well, why don't you blast them?"

This woman was going to be the death of him. He growled and took a deep breath to clear thoughts of strangling her right there. This is why he did not like having women on mission with him… they always seemed to find a way to nag.

"The collars you took off." Nappa said. "They have drained our ki, we will not have the ability to blast anything for a few hours."

"Oh." She turned around just in time to see Vegeta slip out the door way. She hurriedly went to the door and peeked out. Both guards had their back to him as quickly and noiselessly stalked up to the closest one. He grabbed him from behind and quickly stuck the knife in his neck. The gurgling noise the soldier made, made the other guard turn around, but before he could yell out, Vegeta threw the other knife and it hit him directly in his chest. He bent down and ripped the knife out of the man's neck and wiped the blood on his pants.

He turned to them. "You guys coming or what?"

The three of them followed Vegeta down the hallway, pausing a moment when Vegeta took the other knife out of the second man and again wiping the blood off on his pant leg. He handed them over to Bulma. They proceeded down the hallway…

"The hangar is just down this corridor." Radditz said to her as they ran down the barren hallway. Sounds of explosions and men yelling were getting closer.

"Goku, we are almost there, get ready for us." She yelled into her scouter.

"Roger that. You might want to hurry up…" His voice cracked over her scouter. They stopped when they got to the double doors that led to the hangar. Both Bulma and Vegeta peeked through the mini windows on the doors. There were at least twenty men surrounding a medium sized ship. Goku was standing next to it throwing barrages of ki blasts with one hand and beating of a couple soldiers at the same time with the other. Bulma took out both her guns and readied them.

"Ready?" she asked. Radditz was hoping from one foot to the other with a smile on his face and Nappa stood there with the same shit eating grin on his face and cracked his knuckles.

Vegeta stood there looking out the porthole with a deathly look in his eyes and then looked at his men. "Rip them apart." An evil grin spread across his lips.

The three Saiyans burst through the doors at full speed, Bulma followed after them. She paused in awe… they literally were ripping soldiers apart. Bulma had seen her share of crazy and particularly disturbing things, but watching someone rip another person apart made her want to barf. Vegeta in particular was laughing as he did it. He was punching through chest cavities, breaking legs in half, ripping heads off… and he did it all with a smile on his face. The three of them had cleared a way for her and she sprinted up the open ramp.

"Goku! Get them on now, I'm starting her up!" she didn't wait for a reply as she kept running up the ramp and entered the cockpit. She threw herself into the co-captain chair and strapped herself in, then started up the ships engines. "Goku?" she yelled into her scouter.

"We're in! Punch it!" he replied.

She pulled up the thrusters and blasted out of the hangar. The second she did her radar peeped, alerting her of two fighter ships that were in hot pursuit after her ship.

She clicked on the mic system on so she could be heard through out the ship. "Goku, I need you on guns. The rest of you may want to buckle up… it's about to get bumpy."

"I'm on it" She heard him yell. She ran to the belly of the ship and jumped into the weapon controls room. The guns on the ship where positioned at the back of the ship. He quickly switched on the guns and readied himself.

The beep of the raider started to get faster and louder as the first battle fighter approached them. "Alright let's do this." She jerked the ship quickly to the left so she was directly in front of the fast approaching fighter. "Goku, I have him in position for you, he'll be in firing range in fifteen seconds."

Goku lined up his sights on the ship and fired. He hit it dead on and let out a 'WooHoo' as it exploded. Bulma positioned the ship so the next fighter was in range. Again he got it in his sights and fired… but nothing happened.

"Bulma, the guns are jammed! I can't shoot!"

Bulma let out a frustrated growl. Dammit. It never failed, something like this always happened. She hit the thrusters, boosting their speed. Looks like she would have to shake them the old fashion way. "ARRG!" Bulma gripped the controls as hard as she could, but it was proving to be difficult without Goku next to her in the other chair helping. She usually had an extra person go with her on missions… but that extra person was back at base, due to Goku knocking her up. "SON OF A BITCH!" Her hands were starting to get sweaty and she started to lose her grip on the controls as she dodged the barrage of fire they were taking on from the fighter ship.

All of the sudden, the tension of the controls loosened up.

"Ease up, Woman." A gravely husky voice barked at her. She turned to see the Saiyan Prince at the other co-captain chair, his eyes forward on the viewing screen. "Let go of the controls, concentrate on getting this hunk of metal into hyper drive, and get us the hell out of here.

She nodded her head and let go of the controls and turned her chair to the computer next to her and started madly punching buttons and pulling down levers to start the hyper drive sequence.

"Hyper drive in sixty seconds." She said going back to face the controls. She watched Vegeta as he professionally piloted the ship, his bare arms contracted at each pull of the controls.

"We got the guns working again, get me in position!" Goku yelled.

Vegeta growled as he muscled the ship in front of the fighter. "In position in fifteen seconds." Vegeta hollered out to him.

The shrill beep of the radar went silent as she heard Goku yell out another "WooHoo!"

"Hyper drive in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." A computerized voice sounded in the cockpit. The ship lurched forward as it picked up speed. "Destination will be reached in 5.5 standard hours."

Both Vegeta and Bulma relaxed. She turned to him and smiled.

"Thanks… you really know how to pilot a ship."

Vegeta gave her a sideways glance. "Hmph, you clearly needed the help, woman."

Bulma glared at him. "I'll have you know, I'm a damn good pilot!" She fumbled with her straps as she unbuckled herself as unbuckled herself. "And my name is not Woman! It's Bulma!" she stood up with a huff. "And you're welcome for rescuing you, you arrogant, self centered, son of a bitch!" She stomped off into the main part of the ship, where the other three Saiyans were. She was quickly grabbed from behind and twirled around.

"No one insults me. Do you hear me, Human. NOBODY! Speak to me that way again, and it will be the last." He was standing practically on top of her, using his height to intimidate her.

"Is that a threat?" she screamed back at him.

He was bent down so they were eye level, their noses practically touching. Both of their hands on their hips as they glared daggers at each other.

"Don't temp me, princess." He sneered.

"You're are such a DICK!" Her voice going up an octive.

The other three occupants looked from one screaming person to the other as if it were a tennis match.

"Should we try to separate them?" Radditz asked.

Goku shook his head, still staring at the screaming couple. "Nope, I've seen her like this before… it's better to just let her tire out."

Vegeta gave her a condescending smile. "Of course you'd bring my dick up… you haven't been able to keep your eyes off of me since we met!"

Bulma face turned three shades of purple. "Wha-…No I…YOU! ARRRRGGGG!" She threw her hands up in the air and stomped off.

"Wow…" Goku said. "I've never seen anyone win a verbal spar with Bulma Briefs before." He looked at Vegeta. "You're the first person to accomplish such a feat."

Vegeta just stared off in the direction where Bulma stalked off to. He briefly looked at Goku then turned on his heel and went back to the cockpit to be alone.

The woman was quickly getting under his skin.