Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Gaiden: The Search for Goku ❯ Too strong? Super 18 is born! ( Chapter 8 )

“MOM?!” The call came from behind the Saiyan, from the hole in the wall of 18s house. Both parties looked up to see Marron, hair still wet and in her underwear watching the entire thing unfold with tears streaming from her eyes. “Marron run away!” Vegeta hollers as he kips up to stand between her and Super 18. The busty android however, just looks at the child with a confused look, then turns and flies off. Huh? Why didn't she attack? The original 18 must still be aware, and attempting to stop the new monstrosity. The Saiyan decided before flying back into the house via the hole in the wall and helping Marron pack together some clothes. After that chore is over, he grabs the lass and performs Instant Transmission.

 

Bulma jumps in shock as her husband and one of her family's closest friends appears before her. “Marron, why are you here?” The housewife asks quizzically as she walks over to the girl. Marron is shivering, not due to her semi-damp hair, either. The shock of witnessing the horror that just took place before her is too much for the sweet, innocent girl to take. Tears continually stream down her face, and the only thing she can manage to push from her lips is `…mom…' “What the hell happened, Vegeta?” Bulma stands straight up and puts her arms on her hips, her stethoscope and medical mask still around her neck. “No time for that,” Vegeta looks to make sure nobody is eavesdropping; “we have to get everyone to a bomb shelter NOW.” “Why's that, Vegeta?” This third voice comes from behind the Saiyan, and he flinches as he finds out somebody successfully listened in. Whipping around, he's stunned to see Uub standing in the doorway perfectly fine without a scratch on him; so stunned, that he has to pick his jaw up off the floor. “What? How…” he's swiftly interrupted by his wife who is now guiding Marron out the door Uub's standing at, “We called in a favor to Korin. He brought us a Senzu Bean for Uub. Apparently he's growing them much better these days…”

 

“So,” rusting his black Mohawk, the dark-skinned warrior stares at the Saiyan, “What's the deal with 18? You take care of her? And why do we have to go to a bomb shelter?” Vegeta huffs and walks out the door, forcibly pushing past Uub with his shoulder almost causing the boy to drop. Uub turns to call out, but realizes it would be a waste of energy and instead opts to follow; a safe distance behind, mind you. Vegeta catches up to Bulma and talk to her for a few moments, then disappears. “Bulma!” Uub calls out once he's sure the coast is clear. Running up to meet her he continues, “So, what's the deal? Why does Vegeta want us in a bomb shelter?” Bulma just holds Marron close as her face bears a morose look. “Let's just listen to Vegeta… OK, Uub?” She manages to get out before walking away, the young girl in toe. Damnit Vegeta, what's going on? Why won't you tell me anything?!

 

“Bra!” The Saiyan appears in the hallway by his bedroom. He looks to his right at his daughters' bedroom which has the latest Kelly Clarkson song blaring from behind the door. “Bra!!” Vegeta yells again as he tries to turn the locked doorknob. Damnit, I told her about locking her door before… Screw it. He reaches his arm up and taps the door, busting it in. Bra is lying on her stomach in her nightie as the door flies past her. Startled, she leaps up, her sudden motion almost causing the loose, sheer garment to slip off her slender frame. “Dad, what the hell?!” “Don't talk to me like that! We have to go, NOW!” “Go where?” “Don't worry, just grab some clothes!” “I'm not grabbing anything until-“Vegeta's mind stopped paying attention to his daughters yelling as his senses tuned to something else entirely. Almost as if in slow motion his head turned to look out the window and right there, hovering outside was Super 18. Soon as she is noticed, her dark purple lips purse to a mocking kiss and she raises her hand and extends one finger, pointed at Bra. “Bra, get down!” Vegeta shoves his daughter down and seems to explode with energy as a golden beam fires from the gothic princess' finger. The house around him seems to just disintegrate away in the resulting blast; thankfully when all is said and done Vegeta and Bra still have their lives. “Who the hell is THIS bitch, Dad?!” Bra jumps up and clenches her fists tightly, grinding her teeth. Within moments her hair begins rustling and flashes golden as she makes a beeline for her attacker. Fist reared back, she is split seconds away from landing what she believes to be the perfect punch when all of a sudden she's in a small enclosed room looking at her mother. “Mom?! Where am I?” Her hair returns to its normal bluish hue as she looks around to see Bulma, Marron, Trunks and Uub all sitting around the room and her father behind her, hand still gripped onto her ankle, two fingers touching his head. “Dad, let go.” Vegeta is still in bewildered amazement at the sight he has just seen. “Bra… when did you learn to go Super Saiyan?!” “Oh, that?” She giggles a bit, “some boy made me really mad, and it happened when I was yelling at him.” Almost immediately, Vegeta facevaults.

 

“Vegeta,” Uub is the first to speak in a while, “why are we sitting here waiting for her to find us? If she had enough knowledge to go to your house to find you, don't you think she'll know your family works here at Capsule Corp and come here?” “Maybe she will…” Vegeta muttered under his breath. I know this is a stupid idea, brat… but I'm all out of options! “…and maybe she won't. Either way, she won't be able to tell we're here because she can't scan through the walls.” “Give her some credit, Vegeta…” Uub continued, “She knows about Bomb Shelters, I'm sure. She'll tear apart Capsule Corp until there's nothing left and then start digging up the ground until she finds us.” “OK wise-ass, then what? These walls were meant to withstand nuclear blasts!” knowing it is a stupid plan, Vegeta still defended it vigorously. “Vegeta,” the following is said rather calm, for Uub doesn't wish to irritate the warrior any more, “You can destroy planets, she can destroy you. She'll make mincemeat of this room and all of us with it.” “What makes you so sure she can destroy me, boy?! I ought to destroy YOU for even saying it!” The thoughts of an adversary destroying them and of two supposed allies fighting it out in front of them made Bulma, Bra and Marron all even more tense and nervous and it was beginning to show. “I don't want a fight, Vegeta…” the calm voice resumed, “but if you are stronger then her, then why are we here hiding?” Silence for a moment is the answer and then the boy continues: “OK, so she's stronger… Why don't you and I go fight her? This way we have a chance of winning and even if we don't, we can lure her away from the shelter so everyone else will be safe.” Shit, he's right… I hate to admit it but I guess this runt is going to be the only other ally I have against this wench. Looking at Uub, he nods and walks toward the door as the boy tags along. Together, they open the door and walk out.