Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Little Slave Girl ❯ Time To Come Out ( Chapter 17 )

"In less than two hours we should reach our destination," The voice over the intercom was slightly nasally, "All passengers are to gather on deck 21 for pre-exiting examintions."

Ryven and Rowyn looked at each other, eyes bright with expectation. They were still inside the tunnels within the ship, having been successful in eluding capture over the past few hours.

Ryven knew that Princess Yarrah's deed must have been found out by now and that was the reason they had become so lax in chasing after them.

"Papa and the others," Ryven said, almost to herself, "They said they are meeting us at the..."

Suddenly, the ship jerked and Rowyn crashed into Ryven, screaming. After a bit, the ship seemed to settled down and both girls looked around, holding each other, unsure of what just happened. The voice over the intercom came to the rescue of thier curiousity;

"Everyone remain calm! S-something has happened...W-we seem to be..." There came a shuffling sound and something breaking, "...U-under attack!"

"Is is...?" Rowyn asked, chewing on her bottom lip, dark hair falling in tangles about her face.

Ryven shook her head. "No...but it feels very familar..."

~*~*~

"Oh, crap!" Bulma's soft oath woke Chi Chi from her catnap and she glanced over, dark eyes widening in shock, "This is not good...not good at all...!"

A moment later, Piccolo and the boys appeared, breathing hard and clothing a bit more tattered than they had been before, and looked over Bulma's shoulder towards the screen which showed two small blips blinking and moving swiftly towards each other.

"What's going on?" Vegeta asked, sweat dripping into his eyes.

Piccolo pointed to the larger of the blips and asked; "That...that ship! It's attacking!"

"Yes!" Bulma cried, holding her head and turning towards them all, "It's attacking the ship Ryven and Rowyn are being held on...look, it's so powerful...I don't know if..."

"Don't be stupid!" Vegeta exclaimed, "All we have to do is get within hailing range and..."

"And what?!" Bulma asked, "Ask them out to tea and cakes?!"

"No...I was going to say; Goku and I could board the ship that has the girls and we could..."

"No way!" Piccolo interrupted, "Ryven's my daughter, in case that has slipped your mind, if anyone's going to be boarding that ship to rescue her and Rowyn, it's going to be me!"

"But, I was looking forward to a good fight!" Goku cried, "It's not fair! I'm the one who's saved the world dozens of times, I should be the one to..."

Before they could launch into a head-butt of stubborness, Chi Chi spoke up, her voice loud enough that it could be heard clear across space and time; "Enough! All three of you go! It's not worth this waste of time! You three are acting like spoiled brats!"

** She does have a point, you know...** Kami piped up inside Piccolo's head, making him growl under his breath.

** Hmph! She should look at her kids next time she calls someone a brat...**

"Hmph!" Came Piccolo's contribution to the conversation, ** Shut up, you two. **

"Let me know when it's time, Bulma." He said aloud, folding his arms across his chest and falling back into his mediation, worry creasing his brow beneath his turban. Opening one eye he asked; "There is time, isn't there?"

She nodded, "Yes, Piccolo, Though not much...I'll try and up the speed to get us there faster..."

Piccolo turned away, he wouldn't allow others to see the fear in his heart reflected in his eyes.

Softly, he sent to Ryven, hoping she was still in one piece; **I won't let you down, little one...I promise!**

~*~*~

"Ryven..." Rowyn whispered, "I'm afraid! What are we going to do?" The ship had been shaking periodically since they had found out about the attack and with each jar the girls knew the ship was taking more damange than it could possibly withstand.

They didn't know how long they had. Ryven was scared too, but she tried not to show it in front of the younger elf, lest they both lose thier heads.

"Don't worry," Ryven said, "It'll be all right. I think we ought to try and figure out what's going on..."

"What do you mean?"

"We should try and see who is attacking, Rowyn."

"Ooh!" Rowyn cried, "But...but doesn't that mean coming out of hiding?"

"I'm sick of hiding, Rowyn!" Ryven said, "I'm sick of fleeing and feeling like a frightened mouse! I think it's time to come out!"

Rowyn looked at her friend with admirition and love glowing in her brown eyes, "Whatever you want to do, Ryven, Where ever you want to go, I will follow! I give you my word!"

A slight blush appeared across Ryven's nose as she took Rowyn's hand and pulled her up, "Let's get going then."