Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Juggernaut ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Juggernaut

By The Eternity Dragon

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'Bulma glanced uneasily at Vegeta her blue eyes turning a deeper shade of cobalt as

she fought to control the humming noise inside her head, 'I believe some things are

better left unsaid.' Her voice was harsh and croaky, and it was taking all her strength

to keep herself from falling apart in front of him.

A deadened look settled into those ebony eyes, 'But I thought-' he began, 'You

thought wrong,' she interrupted angrily, 'Don't try and assume what I never meant, I

feel nothing for you Vegeta, nothing. What happened last night,' she inhaled deeply

and closed her eyes, with each word that flew out of her mouth she felt herself taking

one step closer to the edge. One step closer, to her doom.

'It was a mistake,' she ended in a whisper, 'and, it must never happen again,' she

looked away from him, she stared at the ground, she couldn't stare into those

Obsidian orbs anymore it was too painful, she realised with a rush of pain that she had

done the unthinkable, learned to love, to love him. She looked anywhere else, but

him.

Vegeta didn't move, he didn't say anything, he felt as though someone had wrenched

his heart straight out of his chest, and left him on the wayside to bleed to death.

She had left him naked to the world and now he had no shield to protect himself from

her, in one instant she had defeated the prince of the Saiya-jin empire with only a few

words.

And now he was in pieces before an enemy that he could not defeat, the monarch of

his heart. . . . . . .'

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As the 2 men stepped into the old lift, the wires holding it aloft creaked painfully. The

lift was grimy and looked as though it had never seen any cleaning products in its life.

The air was stale and humid.

The largest man pulled a face showing his disgust.

He turned slowly to his partner.

'Floor 29 cell bank 211/001.'

His voice was gravely and rough, as though he had sandpaper lining the back of his

throat.

The smaller man raised an eyebrow but said nothing, as he punched the instructions

into the computer.

The lift door closed with a squeaky clang, and jerkily the lift began its slow descent.

A horrible silence filled the inside of the small contraption; the smaller man looked

worried and began to fidget nervously. He kept glancing at the floor of the lift

wondering if it was about to plummet down into the depths of the shaft, and whether

he and his partner would be instantly killed on impact or die a slow and painful death

in the destroyed remains of the lift.

The larger man just yawned; he leaned lethargically against the grimy sticky wall, but

both of his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

For a few uncomfortable minutes they stayed like this until the smaller of the two

fractured the ominous silence.

'Cell bank oo1? Isn't that the rebel section, Burdock?'

Bardock opened one eye, with a look of exasperation, eyed his partner, and then shut

it again.

It was several seconds before he said anything, 'What of it?'

His voice was sharp and full of apprehension; his partner's suspicions were set on

edge.

The little man looked down at his feet, 'I thought you needed special permission to

access those prisoners, I mean they are classified as highly dangerous, aren't they?'

Bardock stretched towards the ceiling and turned to look at his partner.

He smiled slowly, 'Humans are classified as highly dangerous,' he said smiling as the

lift came to a shuddering halt.

'And yes you do need special permission to access this level, Tiryn.'

Bardock stepped out into the murky corridor and withdrew a small card from his

breastplate. He flashed it in front of Tiryn's eyes. Tiryn could see the symbol of the

Saiya-jin Empire engraved into the metal and the royal stamp.

Shakily he stepped cautiously into the hallway. Rumours went around the ranks that

this part of the detention centre was haunted, gremlins were said to plague the internal

network and cause disasters in the blink of an eye. The darkness of the dimly lit

corridor began to press down on him from all sides and upon his eyes, making him

feel sick.

The moans and the wails of the unhappy humans bombarded his ears a disgusting

smell of blood, bile and human excretion hit him his nostril. He bent over, steadying

himself with one hand on the damp wall.

Bardock muttered something about, 'children', and walked off into the darkness.

The metal and concrete cages lining the walls were small and filthy, human bodies

barely alive could just be seen lying on the floor, either dead or dying.

A feeling of remorse and suppressed anger filled the place, causing Goosebumps to

erupt all over Bardock's skin. He walked for what seemed an hour, descending slowly

into the darkness.

He stopped suddenly and turned.

The sign above the cage read, 'Cell Bank 211/001 section 29, subject human, female.'

Peering inside Bardock could make out the shape of a human woman lying on the

floor, her dirty once blue hair covering her face.

As he leaned closer, the girl looked up.

She couldn't have been more than 19, but the look she gave him struck Bardock with

a feeling of terror that he had never experienced before.

A look that meant certain,

Death.

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