Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Heaven's Gift To Me ❯ Epoch ( Chapter 10 )

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The Adventures of SSJ4.20

Heaven's Gift to Me


Disclaimer: I own nothing of DBZ. I am a poor shaman living in the middle of a desert with no $$$$$. So do not sue. I am merely borrowing Mr. Akira Toriyama's brilliant characters. Plus I make no $$$$$ doing this, just entertaining myself (and hopefully the reader).


(A/N: I shall be giving little Vegeta's and POV in this too. Oh and incase your wondering about the title of this chapter the definition of Epoch is as follows: Begininng of a period; period, era especially one marked by notable events Remarkable for some event. Well this is a notable event and realization for old Reginleif.)

(A/N: Katie: Thanks again....mmmm...fudge...whip cream....yummmmmy!!!;D

and thanks to all those who are reading my fic. I am so glad to bring some entertainment to folks.);D


Setting: Earth| Time: Three months after Kirkjbur's death



Epoch


It was needless to say that the funeral expenses had left us pretty much

pennyless and my disablility money was not enough to keep our family going.

It was Master Chuin who suggested that Haakon participate in a matial arts

tournament in Tokyo Japan. He could fight in the Junior division and the

first prize was ten thousand dollars. Nice but I didn't have the funds to

get us there in the first place. Master Chuin to the rescue as he stated he

was most excited to find out how his most promising student could do against

other young martial artists. I knew in truth he was just trying to help us

out and I was smart enough to accept it. With tickets in hand we were at Sky

Harbor air port waiting for the boarding to commence. Haakon was very

excited he was looking forward to the challange and was even more happy that

he could help us all out by winning. Though I had all the confidence in the

world in him and truly believed he would win. But I had to caution him that

their just might be someone that can beat him and not to be a bad loser

should that happened. Didn't phase him one bit. "Aw, Mamma you know their

is no one as strong and fast as I am, I'll win." He asserted. Nope no lack

of confidence there. I didn't even try to argue with him. He was right for

the most part. But there is always a chance however small that things may

not go your way. The boarding call was finally given and Haakon all but

dragged me to the gate. "Baby please your going to rip my arm off." I

complained as he was tugging just a little too hard for my comfort. "Oops,

sorry Mamma I didn't mean to." He replied sincerely. I massaged my arm as

we lined up behind the handicapped passengers and it was understandibly

taking a little long because of it. Usually such delays caused Haakon to

make some disparageing remark about the person(s) who might be causing the

hold up. But with crippled people he had a lot more tolerance. Kirkjbur's

father was still alive till Haakon was just shy of being two. He was

wheelchair bound and Haakon had enjoyed pushing him around in his wheelchair.

The old fellow was a very loving man much like his son, my Kirkjbur. He

missed his grandpa very much when he died in his sleep. As he had love and

accept Haakon as his own grandson, there was a great affection between them.

I believe his tolerance for the handicap was because of that old man. Thank

goodness too, else I'd have a devil of a time trying to smooth things over

had circumstances been different. In a short time all people were on board

the plane and seated. We were in the back almost the last row. As we waited

our turn to take off I was telling Haakon to buckle his seat belt already,

when all of a sudden their was the unmistakeable burping sound of a uzi being

shot as a warning. I nearly jumped out of my skin looked up in time to see

one of the terroist putting together the last of their weapons that they had

smuggled on the by "building" them into the wheel chairs, very clever, very

deadly. There were 12 armed mad men holding the lot of us for what I didn't

know save perhaps that we were mainly all American passengers. They were all

yelling for us to do as they told and to stay in our seats. I looked over

at Haakon who was STILL unbuckled and he looked like he was about to explode.

^Haakon, they have guns.^ I warned, since I knew what he was about to try.

He fixed his onyx gaze on me, I had never seen him look so feral. ^But

Mamma, I gotta try.^ I shuddered slightly as the look in his eyes lost all

semblance of humanity. ^Besides its my purpose right.^ He said his tone

eerie and cold. The Terroists were already taking the commandeered jet to

an empty runway and was prepareing to take off. I was unaware that one of

the terroist had taken great offense to me speaking to my son till Haakon

lept into action. He was an absolute blur as he shifted to Super Saiyajin.

I gasped as the first terroist fell at my feet his head facing an impossible

direction for a "living" person. I felt dizzy as I realized Haakon had

killed him. I forced my self to refocus and looked up. With in seconds six

of the terroists were down even before the others became aware of their

commrads plight. Ever the mother I unbuckled my own belt and raced after my

son. I hit the floor as a eruption of bullets sang though the air. Their

were horrid sounds of bone snapping and the gurgleing of death. The sick

thing was I knew it was Haakon doing this, But it was either this or we may

all die. I was up again leaping over the bodies of the fallen terroists.

Their was more gun fire as I neared the cockpit. I pressed on till I arrived

there. I gasped as I beheld the sight the moment I entered. I stood in

shock a moment, as not only the terroists but the piolet, co-piolet, and

navigator were dead. The terroists by Haakon the other three by the hail of

bullets. "Ummmmm, Mamma can you stop this thing?" Haakon asked worriedly.

His question snapped me out of my shock and started my mind in motion. It

was then I realized how very fast this plane was moving and that we were soon

to be out of run way. I pushed the piolet's body out of the chair and took

the seat. No... I've never flown a plane, unless Disneyland counts. But I

have seen "Space Cowboys" and am very familiar with a cockpit and its

insturments thanks to Discovery and History Channel. I grabbed the throttle

and began reducing the planes speed while applying the break, it wasn't

working. "Haakon get in the co-piolets chair and push down on the peddles

like mine...NOW!" I stated hoping his increadible strength could help. He

did as told but the end was still coming up too fast. I couldn't face it,

this damn thing was going to stop this I swore. I didn't know when I had

started to trance I was only aware that it was as if I were part of the plane

and my will became it's brake. Out loud I could hear myself muttering, this

plane stops now, this plane stops now,...etc. I didn't really know if my

grace extended to stopping planes, but I was determined to succeed.

Fortunately Haakon must have really applied pressure on the breaks, for soon

I could feel the plane slowing, almost forcefully till with in only 75 yards

of the runways end the jet finally came to a complete stop. The jolt brought

me out of my trance with a gasp. "Mamma you did it." He proclaimed. I

looked at him panting from my efforts and shaking from fear. "No baby...YOU

did it." I replied weakly.



********* Haakon *********


Boy this was REALLY cool, I was going to fight in a tournament like Goku did

in Dragon Ball. Since Daddy had died Mamma had been doing everything she

could to take care of us all. I had wished I could do something and told

Master Chuin so. That's when he told Mamma and me about the tournament in

Tokyo. He even wanted to pay our way there and everything. I was glad Mamma

had said yes, cause now I could win us ten thousand dollars and that'd keep

us good for a whole year Mamma said. They finnally annouced our flight

number so we could get on. I then grabbed Mamma's hand to take her there.

"Baby please your going to rip my arm off." I heard her say with pain.

Darn! I keep forgetting Mamma's not as strong as me. Boy did I feel stupid,

I hate hurting her. "Oops, sorry Mamma I didn't mean to." I told her, and I

meant it too. They were letting the people in the wheel-chairs on first. It

was takein a long time, but my grandpa took longer too in his wheel-chair so

I didn't mind it too much. I loved my grandpa, he always made me laugh.

When we got on the plane I was a little mad that we were almost in the back

instead of in front. Mamma told me I could have the window seat though, ah

well at least thats something. she then kept tellin me to buckle my safty

belt, but I didn't want to till I had to. I was having way too much fun

watching the other planes take off. I could fly on my own but this was gonna

be fun too. I jumped a little when I heard a machine gun go off. I thought

what stupid would have a loaded gun on a plane and THEN shoot it off. I

smelled Mamma's fear and I saw the stupid idiot with his machine gun yelling

at us to stay in our seats. Yeah right, I only do what Mamma tells me not

some dumb butt-hole. I started getting real mad at these jerks. They were

keepin us from getting to Japan and saying they were gonna shoot us, and I

was gonna stop them right now. This was gonna be good, I felt my heart

speed up and I wanted to smell THEIR fear. ^Haakon, they have guns.^ Mamma

sent to me worried, she knew what I was gonna do. ^But Mamma I have to try.^

I saw the jerk was coming over to us over her shoulder, and he was angry too.

That was it they are dead now and I was going to do it. Master Chuin said he

was training me to get bad guys so I decided to remind Mamma. ^Besides its

my purpose right.^ I said before I started to focus on fighting. I had to

be fast so I went gold. Hah he didn't know what hit him. I broke his

freakin neck and went to the next ass. This was almost too easy, they were

dieing like flies. I wanted some more action so I decided to slow down a

little so I could have some fun. Dumb move, why did all these stupid people

have to be on board. I forgot about them and Mamma would be upset if they

got hurt too. That meant I had to kill them quick again...DARN! By the time

I got to the cockpit the turds were shooting the piolet and the other two

guys with him. Crud! who was going to stop the plane? That pissed me off

more so I crushed their throats slower than the others so they'd die slow. I

heard a gasp, looked up and saw my Mamma come in. I felt better now, I bet

she could stop this old plane. She could do anything if she wanted to. She

was looking all surprised and everthing, I guess she didn't think I could do

this so quick. "Ummmmm, Mamma can you stop this thing?" I asked her. She

moved over to the piolet and pushed his body on the floor and began to take

care of things. I knew she could do it. But the plane still wasn't

stopping. "Haakon get in the co-piolets chair and push down on the peddles

like mine...NOW!" She told me. I tossed the other guy on the floor and

started to push on the peddles like hers. They felt mushy, like there was

nothing there. I pushed as HARD as I could and the floor below the pedles

were gonna give away, but we still weren't slowing down yet. I then felt

Mamma's energy rising REALLY high and she began saying "This plane stops

now" over and over. I could see her focusing really hard like she did when

she did her spirt work. I smiled when the plane did begin stopping as

Mamma's energy grabbed it and made it stop. Master Chuin said Mamma was

capable of almost anything when she truly focused. He told me she was a

dragon spirit inside and that she was VERY special. Of course I knew she

was, she's MY mother. Her power level returned to normal, she then breathed

in hard as she stopped her trance. She was sweating and panting, I would

have too if I had stopped a whole plane. I was proud of my Mamma, she was

awesome. "Mamma, You did it." I told her. She just looked at me with a

funny look on her face. "No baby...YOU did it." she said her voice sounded

tired. I couldn't believe that she thought I stopped the plane. Didn't she

know...couldn't she feel it. Master Chuin had told me before that someone

like Mamma doesn't understand how STRONG they really are. Not at least till

their healed inside. I am not sure what he meant by her needing to be healed

inside, but I knew she didn't KNOW how strong she really was. I didn't know

ANYONE stronger.



********* Reginleif *********



Moments later the wail of the sirines began approaching. I looked over to

Haakon again and said "Come on son, lets get the hell out of here." Haakon

smirked then nodded and took a hold of me. He used his superior speed to by

pass all the passangers and return us to our original seats without being

noticed in all the chaos. He then powered down and buckled his safty

belt...SURE NOW!!! I was shaking very hard from all the adrenalin and fear.

Haakon on the other hand hadn't even broke a sweat and was sitting calmly

beside me. Rescue crews were evacuating us from our doomed flight to a nice

meeting room where we could recuperate from our experience. Fine by me, it

was a good hour before I felt any where near normal. All the while I

replayed the incident over and over in my head, well at least part of it. I

watched as Haakon snatched a few more sandwiches that were being offered to

us and gobbling them up before anyone noticed. Most were too shaken to even

think of food, drinking only some coffee or tea. But Haakon seemed

completely unaffected by what he had done. He had killed 12 men with seeming

no emotion at all. I could have passed this off as shock except Haakon was

not ACTING like a person in shock. Quite the opposite, the only thing he was

upset about was missing our flight. I wondered if he felt ANYTHING close to

remorse or the like. I didn't have an opportunity to ask him since we were

in a crowded room with people unable to describe their savior, save that it

was an angelic golden blur(angelic right! -.-¡). A few swore that they saw

me racing through the plane to the cockpit, but the athorities knew that

couldn't be so since I was found sitting in my seat near the BACK of the

plane... no where near the cockpit (~.ô). Not to mention I seemed to be

shaking from fear, hardly hero material (XD). When asked about our POV on the

whole thing Haakon and I said we had our heads down so we didn't see anything

(;þ). Things were looking better soon however when were asked if we would

like to board another flight. Many of our fellow passengers had had enough

for one day, but Haakon and I were intrepid enough to go again. We really had

no choice, our future road heavily on the success of this trip. The nice

thing too was we were going first class all the way. NOT WORTH GETTING

HIGHJACKED OVER THOUGH!!!(XÞ). Haakon smiled as we were taken to our front

row luxury seats. "Now this is how we should travel Mamma." Haakon stated

as we sat in our wide comfortable chairs. I smiled back at him for my reply.

Good thing the whole thing included all the food we could eat. Haakon had

amazed the stewadesses by eating 8 complete steak and lobster dinners as well

4 lasagna dinners, a whole strawberry pie and 1 and 1/2 gallons of milk. He

had expended a lot of energy today, and was understandably famished. After

we made a connecting flight in New York we were finally bound for Japan and

the Matial arts tournament, once again in first class seating. Haakon was

even more delighted later on when he got to sample some Japanese cusine on

our flight. He even impressed the stewardess who was a sweet Japanese native

by asking for his food in "perfect" Japanese. This child never ceased to

amaze me, in scarcely 3 months time Master Chuin had him speaking Japanese

like a native. He learned so very fast and thurough. Good thing too, I did

learn some Japanese too but Haakon was going to have to be interpreter for

us. Once again he astonished the stewardesses and many passengers around us

as he devoured enough food to feed a troop of children. "My your son has a

VERY healthy appetite." Commented an elderly passenger across from us. I

blushed slightly and smiling agreed with them. Once his ravenous hunger was

satisfied we watched the in flight movie which happened to be "The Fellowship

of the Ring". I chose this time to "speak" with him. Since I didn't want

even the remotest of possiblities of being over heard I used telepathy.

^Haakon I want to ask you a question.^ He looked up at me his obidian eyes

open and carefree. Not one trace of the coldness I had witnessed earlier.

^about what?^ He queried. ^About what happened on the first plane we were

on.^ I replied. ^Okay, what about it...other than those jerks were on

board.^ He said with a shrug. ^Do...do you realize you killed all those

'bad men'?^ I asked. ^Sure, had to...so what?^ He answered with another

shrug his eyes completely impassive. ^If there weren't so many people on

board I could of had some fun with those doh, doh's.^ He added with a pout.

I felt the blood drain from my face as their was only truth when we spoke

telepathicly. Lies were virutually impossible. I realized he had ABSOLUTLY

no remorse, rather he wished he could have perlonged the ordeal just for

"fun". So strange to hear such words from my son of five years. I knew he

wasn't human but still, a lack of guilt over the taking of lives. Granted

they were scum and would have likely killed us with little or no reguard

either, but they had been living beings. As I got a hold of myself I had to

admit as I put together the puzzle realized that his people must be the

biggest kick-ass warriors of all time. Intelligence intermingled with pure

beastial instinct and nature. Terrifying, it almost seemed like a perfect

stereo-typical were-beast. I felt the chill of fear go through me when I

looked into his open stair, what it was that had nagged at me all these

years. I knew there was something different in my son's eyes, I realized it

was like looking at our wolves Ragnar's or Erda's eyes. I was stairing into

the eyes of the most brilliant preditor this world had ever known. His brows

furrowed in concern while his eyes flashed confusion as I realized he had

smelled my fear just now and didn't know why I was affraid. Frankly I

wasn't sure why I was too, I know he loved me as his true mother and NEVER

intentionally hurt me. I still loved him too, nothing would ever change

that. But the whole potential for him to do some serious harm to others.

Especially with this merciless treatment of those he deamed worthless. What

could ever stop him should he decide to NOT to stay with his "purpose". I

think that is what frightens me most, the potential to destroy would be all

too easy for him I think. ^Mamma...why are you scared?^ He sent worriedly.

I turned away from his wide confused eyes trying to rein my emotions. I

started to cry instead, too over whelmed by the days trials to try to keep

any emotions at bay. With in moments I felt Haakon on my lap putting his

arms around me while nuzzling me. ^Mamma why are your crying.^ ^Did I do

something bad?^ He asked while trying to soothe me. He didn't do anything

bad. He had saved all but three lives on the plane because of his fearless,

pitiless nature. He was being what he was, a warrior through and through and

warriors had to kill sometimes. I knew he was no heartless, uncaring

monster. Just he felt his emotions differently than humans did. There was

no morality or conscience to blind him. Bad guys deserve to die, period, they

were worthless. A feeling of calm came over me as this new facet of him I

had just discovered became an accepted fact. ^No baby, you didn't do

ANYTHING bad at all.^ ^The whole thing that happened today frightened me

VERY badly.^ ^Things like that are hard on a person like me.^ I said as I

held him close and cuddled him in reassurance. After a few moments I pulled

him back so we were looking eye to eye and smiled at him. ^That's why

their's people like you around to help.^ I added putting my feelings of

pride and understanding behind it. He smiled back and then went back to

cuddling on my lap. Still smiling I reached into my purse and produced one

the special combs Kirkjbur had made for Haakon's unique hair and began to

comb it. He sighed and relaxed as I worked it thouroughly while I relaxed

myself by doing it. When he began to purr I quickly looked around to see if

anyone noticed. Fortunatly everyone was either engrossed in the movie,

reading while listening to music, or sleeping. I sighed and resumed my own

relaxing. Shortly before I completed my task he stopped purring as he

dropped off to sleep. I smiled as I finished up, then carefully placed him

back into his seat. I reclined it and fetched him a pillow and blanket from

the over head compartment. I roused him with this only just enough for him

to mutter a sleepy g'night then snuggle on his own little bed and fell deep

asleep. It was then I realized how terribly exausted I was from everything.

Retrieving a pillow and blanket of my own I settled into the warm comfortable

seat, reclined and soon joined Haakon in some much needed sleep.



********* King Vegeta *********



This was a very colourful system my son's foster planet was in. I thought to

myself as we passed a planet with a substantial ring pattern. Such an array

of different planets in colour and coposition. Yet in such a small solar

system. "Course and heading adjusted, estimated time to planet fall 7

days." I heard Brock's low monotone voice report. He and his fraternal

twin brother Kale were the only two super-elite's on board besides myself.

Not that that mattered. Brock excelled in navigation while Kale excelled at

stellar-topography and was mapping the system as we went along. My gaze then

went to the cock pit. My best warrior's on board were both elites which were

Raditz and his diminutive friend Kak. Raditz was a true enigma, there was no

other warrior like him. Though an elite in power level, his hand to hand

skills were unmatched by all but myself. Coupled with his single minded

battle rage there were few enemies who survived and encounter with him. I

often enjoyed sparing with him when Cumba was not available. But not only

was he in possession of a fine physique he was also gifted with a brilliant

mind. His memory was indelible, he forgot nothing. His skills involved but

were not limited to medicine, science, and quantum physics. His mind was

ever in motion, ever learning, which was also his bane. For him with such a

active mind it drove him to maddness and rages. For now he was being treated

with medicines to keep his rage in check while still being able to access the

full range of his extrodinary capabilities. As to his best friend, like Napa

Kak's head was void of hair though his was lost when he risked his own life

to save my cousin's life a long while ago. He was much smaller than the

average Saiyajin, an accident as a youth having stunted his growth entirely.

His personallity was also so different from any full blooded saiyajin, always

jovial and quick with a joke. Never the less his courage and strength were

as a true Saiyajin, a mighty warrior in his own right. Not to mention his

great skill as an engineer.(A/N: Picture Kak as a Saiyajin version of Krillan

complete with a nose). They were also the piolet and co-piolet of this

craft. As I glanced to the left I saw the enchanting young blue haired half-

Saiyajin Azure stationed at communications, she was also chief-engineer.

With her brilliant quick mind many of the technological advancements we made

were due to her efforts. Beside her sat her mate Lima at tactical (A/N:

Yeah, picture a Saiyajin version of Yamcha, but ONLY in looks NOT

personality.) Though he didn't seem so, next to Raditz he could be the most

lethal Saiyan in my command. To my right sat Metil the other half-saiyajin

on board. She was Kak's mate, pretty dainty thing that she is. Her silver

hair spilling down her back. She kept diligent watch of the probe pictures

we were receiving. From what we had monitered of this planet it was not as

advanced as Chikyuu and would be EXTREAMLY hostile twards us. Since it was

not my intention to conquere this world it was decided that we would

litterally get in and out as quickly and stealthly as possible. Though their

detection systems were fairly archaic compared to what we knew they still had

the means to impead us un-necessarily. We came into range two days prior

that enabled Metil to have the probe zero in on my son's present location on

the planet it self. When they had beheld their prince for the first time

there was a collection of comments of his strong resemblence to me and their

disgust at the humble conditions he was living under. As they obsereved

however they had come to the same conclusion as I had. This was a poor

family living the best they could with what they had. It was also very

obvious of the splended care their prince was receiving from this family in

spite of their poverty. They were strong and suvivors just as we Saiyajins

and they had taught my son well. The boy's 'mother' was doing a valiant

effort to keep her family cared for. I could not help but feel some

attachment to her. She had cared and loved my son as her own for these many

years, she almost seemed a mate to me. This feeling had grown stonger now

that she had no mate to care for her. My crew commented on the prince's

'mother'. Pointing out her obvious noble cast, her grace, and beauty. Kak

was even bold enough to say she would make a better queen than any she-

Saiyajin. He cringed at his own audacity as he cast a "begging for

forgivness" look to me. Inwardly I smiled and agreed, outwardly I raised an

eyebrow at him while fixing him with my gaze. He wimpered and lowered his

head submissively. I merely waved him off with a impatient sigh. He seemed

relieved at "getting off easy". He never guessed I had agreed and was toying

with him. This day however the boy and his 'mother' were leaving in a

vehicle that had come to pick them up. I had Metil track them with the

probe. The probe itself was no larger than 7mm sphere thus un-noticeable for

the most part. They were conveyed to a larger transport area where numerous

fossile fuel propelled flying vehicles took to the air. They did not look

very safe at all. I wondered what this was all about. As close as we were I

extended myself easly, this time able to divide my attention. I could feel

his excitement, as I got in more information it seemed he was excited about

using his fighting skills some how and that it would help his foster family.

As they were seated in the flying vessle there was an unprovoked attack and I

felt my son's Saiyajin battle instincts take hold, they were sharp for one so

young. I heard his 'mother' warn him about the weapons. He showed the true

fearlessness of a Saiyajin stating he was fufilling a purpose of a sort. Then

to my complete and utter shock he went legedary. Simutainously the crew

errupted with exclimations of complete surprise. Only 5 years of age and he

had attained the status of legendary. With speed and skill many times

greater his age he vanquished every last attacker. But for all that he was

legendary I could feel his confusion and worry as he realized there was no

one to piolet the craft. Moments later his brave 'mother' arrived and set

herself to the task at hand. All aboard our shuttle collectively held their

breaths, I watched from my son's eyes and they from the probes feed. We

watched as they struggled to stop the speeding vessle. It was though him

that I saw and felt the treamendous power that was eminating from the little

female. It was more astonishing than my son's transformation to legendary.

That she could exert such energy to stop such a huge run-a-way aircraft.

With shear will alone she stopped the craft with in a short span of runway.

Our collective sigh's filled our shuttle as we witnessed the possitive

outcome. "Wow, that's some 'mother' his highness has." Kak commented. All

assembled nodded as one in agreement. I agreed silently, pretending to

ignore Kak's comment. The rest of the time was more sedate compared to all

we had witnessed. One result apparently was the pair was not going to let

the incident to slow them down and were given far better means to getting to

their destination. The cusine my son was eating looked tasty as well as

interesting. It was on yet another flight that his 'mother' began to ask him

about the days incident. By the bond they shared I could feel her emotions

some what. Very clear was fear, he did not understand why. But I all too

clearly saw what he couldn't. This must have been the very first time she

had seen him in his element as warrior. Seen him for what he is in his very

soul. Most people of Chikyuu think us unemotional, cruel beasts. This was

never true, we felt our emotions more deeply and completely than they could

ever imagine. I flet my son's concern for her fill him as he smelt her fear.

As she turned away and began to cry he also felt that he had erred in some

way. In moments he was trying to see if this was so, as he was upset by his

mother's tears and fear. Pulling close to her she assured him that it was all

that happened that day that had overwhelmed her and that some of what

happened had frightened her deeply, admitting to how much it taxed a being

like she. I had obsereved these past months through him that she was a

gentle creature. Unassuming, kind, and completely giving. Such things made

a being like her vunerable. And yet she had a core as strong as dragonite I

was sure of it. She then added with great affection and pride that it was

some one like him that was needed by her and other's like her. It was a

releif that she embraced this new side of him she had seen. It was clear she

cared for my son as she did for her own blood child. I smiled inwardly as I

saw her withdraw what looked just like a grooming comb we used and began to

give him a through combing. Soon I had lost contact with his mind as he

drifted off to sleep under her minstrations. Through the probe I watched as

she finished and put my son to sleep in his fully reclined seat shortly

before retiring to her own. "Metil, leave the probe on auto-track, Kak you

take first watch, the rest of you are to get some rest now." I commanded.

Kak bowed and took his place at the helm while the others like-wise bowing

departed for their quarters as did I. Rest would be needed as the 7 days a

head were going to mount with excitement I was sure of it.




(A/N: Well Haakon took his little bite out of terroism, I had such a vivd dream about the whole above incident that I had to include it in the fic. I hoped you liked it. Next chapter....Well let's just say that "here comes Kingy". Till Next chapter take care all.)

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