Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Distant Light Years ❯ Change, in the house of flies ( Chapter 4 )

Warning: This chapter contains language, meaness, Vegeta-ness and violence.

Chapter four: Change, in the house of flies..

The docking bay was large and elaborate. It reflected the human race all to well in its false bravado and steel faces. There were many ships all interconnected with large metal tubes which slowly spun to create an artificial gravity. The docking bay was a huge space station like none Vegeta had ever seen even from his extensive experience of such things. Humanity had out done its self in more ways than the Saiyan Prince had ever expected. It also struck a terrifying reality to him. Even if to himself he had felt that he had only been in space a short time the truth was he had been away far longer.

The docking bay had a shuttle system with the great globe of Earth, the sister colonies on the Moon and the further reaching glorious planet Mars. He knew little of these advances. Only knowing what he could clearly see and guess at. He had landed the ship, which was on all a counts extremely out of date with the more recent models which had confronted him, in one of the docking bays which was to his astonishment marked with the Royal Insignia of the Saiyan Empire. He exited warily, still unsure, with good reason of what was going on. The ginger haired man turned out to be a tall but lanky man who nervously escorted him through out the metal interior of the space station.

"Uh, I'm afraid that his Majesty is not here at present. You will have to take a shuttle ship to Earth to see him." He ginger man glanced once over his shoulder and Vegeta noticed the man's confused fear. "If you are who you claim to be then I'm sure his Majesty would be very interested in meeting you."

Vegeta glared at him. "What do you mean claim?!" He spat. The ginger man made a nervous squeak as he was lifted off his feet and slammed into a wall. Vegeta growled into his face. "I am who I am! I am Vegeta! And if I hear one more word of doubt you will wish you didn't have limbs to be crushed.." He growled out the last words menacingly before dropping the man unceremoniously to the floor. With that he crossed his arms and continued walking in the direction the man had been leading him in. Ginger hurriedly caught up to the Prince to lead him to the shuttle bay.

Vegeta waited, tapping his foot in irritation and confusion at the events occurring around him. He had to wait for an unscheduled shuttle to be readied. "I don't see why I couldn't have just flown to Earth in my own ship." He muttered to himself. ~This is talking too long! I need to see Bulma about this blasted chip and its secrets..~ He tapped his waist lightly with his right hand, checking that the little silver capsule was still attached to the inside of his amour.

"Fuck it. I'll call her on a phone or some means of communication. Perhaps she can hurry these imbeciles up and convince them I can fly to Earth in Briefs ship." He stomped around the hanger for several minutes until he was convinced that there was no telephone or any thing resembling so. Grumbling and muttering curses under his breath he almost bit ginger's head off when he came back into the room

"Listen here moron! I want to contact Bulma Briefs! Bring me some form of doing so now or I'll blast your worthless hide to atoms for your insolence!" The man had gone white and sweating profusely by now. Vegeta leaned closer. "And if you don't start moving I may just do so any way.." He growled out in a quiet dangerous voice.

Ginger yelped and vanished back down the hall way. Vegeta looked back out at the huge open hanger. From what he could see it was obvious that human's had some how in his absence managed to harness the technology of force fields and were using it to separate the ventilated air of the hanger from the icy vacuums of space. The large while shuttle had a blue streak that ran like flame down the side of its sleek surface and had a monogrammed label which Vegeta had to walk closer to read. It said `Son Transports' in flashy silver and dark blue. Vegeta frowned. That was odd, wasn't Son Kakarot's human name? He dismissed it as ginger ran back into the room with a small device that looked like a square cell phone.

"Here you go Prince Vegeta sir!"

Vegeta snatched the grey box from the panting man and glared at it. He slowly tilted his head towards the freaking man. "Fool! How do you work it!" He snarled. He was really beginning to get sick of this limp noodle excuse for a human being.

Ginger almost pissed himself a second time and quickly explained. "I..uh..well.." He swallowed. "You just twist it and then speak the name of the person you want to speak to and what district they live in."

Vegeta glared at the grey cube before twisting it with two hands like an Erubix cube 360 degrees clockwise. Suddenly the hologramed head of a woman appeared from the small crystal face on the top of the cube. "State the name and district.."

Vegeta swiftly interrupted the face. "Bulma Briefs, Satan City." The head gave a quick nod and vanished for a moment. After a moment another head of a young man appeared. He had short black spiky hair.

"This line is authorised, please state your identification."

Vegeta fumed, his eyes narrowing and his teeth grinding in infuriated impatience. "GAH! I AM PRINCE VEGETA! AND YOU HAD BETTER LINK ME OR I'LL.."

The face blanched and stared at him. "Vegeta?! Is that really you?!" The face stared at him with a widening grin. "Oh wow it is too! Hey its me Goten!" Vegeta stared. How could this middle aged man be the young teenaged boy he had last seen meeting Trunks before they left for school together?

Goten continued. "So your finally back! Man you have no idea how long it's been..wow! "

Vegeta blinked. "Look just get Bulma I need to speak to her!"

Goten stared at him for a moment. Before looking away with a worried look. "Vegeta, do you know how long it's been since you left?" He said quietly.

Vegeta glared and shook the cube. "I don't have time for this! Of course I know! It's been three months!"

Goten stared at him again. It was really beginning to bug him. Goten's eyes seemed to grow wide and fill with sorrow for a moment. He looked away as if focusing his attention on some thing else. "Vegeta..I am 267 years old.."

Vegeta stared at him for a moment, before getting angry. "There's no time for your idiocies boy! Shove over and give the phone to Bulma!"

Goten closed his eyes before a shiver ran over him. When he opened his eyes they were moist. "Vegeta, I'm not joking with you." He winced and bit his lip. "Oh Kami, why does it have to be me to tell him.." Goten muttered to himself. He quickly wiped the wetness away from his face and spoke before Vegeta could say any thing. "Vegeta you have been gone from Earth for 250 years.." Vegeta stared at Goten, seeing the truth in those all too Son eyes.

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TBC…

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