Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nossoreg's Revenge ❯ Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

"Gentlemen!" Nossoreg called to get their attention. "It is getting rather late, so if you would please make your selections, we can conclude today's business."

"We pick the couch," Goku began, "but there isn't enough room."

"Easily remedied," Nossoreg said. He pressed a few keys on the computer and the back wall of the cell began moving. Soon, the room was twice the size it had started out to be. "Now there is plenty of room. And, remember, you have one more reward to choose."

Krillen took the bowl of fruit from the table and traded half of it for bread. Placing the bowl on the couch, Goten shoved it over to his mother.

"Excellent choices," Nossoreg said. "Now, if you don't mind, I am ready to turn in. It has been quite a day, hasn't it? I will give you a chance to say goodnight before you leave."

"Wait! What do you mean leave?" Gohan shouted.

"We're not going anywhere!" Goku said.

Nossoreg sighed. "I was afraid you would say that. Very well. Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan may stay."

"We don't want to leave either!" Yamcha said.

"My business is with these three now. I am finished with the rest of you."

"Go on, guys," Goku told them. "We'll hold down things here."

"But, Dad. . ." Goten began.

"Goten, I want you to do me a favor," Gohan interrupted. "I want you to look after Pan. Can you do that for me?"

Goten nodded, accepting responsibility for his niece. If he couldn't fight alongside his brother, he would at least make sure his daughter was safe and sound.

"Krillen, you need to go back and take care of your family, too," Goku said. "And let everyone know that we're doing what we can."

"OK, Goku," Krillen agreed. "Good luck."

Trunks looked over at his father, but Vegeta was still deep in thought. He wished he could get some words of encouragement as well, but knew none would come.

"Come on, Trunks," Yamcha said, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder. "We need to go back and let Bulma's parents know what's going on."

Trunks didn't respond, but allowed himself to be lead away. They said their goodbyes and flew off into the gathering darkness.

"We will continue in the morning," Nossoreg said and headed for the door.

"Wait!"

Even though Nossoreg was in complete control, Vegeta's tone commanded obedience. Nossoreg stopped dead in his tracks and turned toward the Saiyan Prince.

"Tell me one thing before you leave," Vegeta said, walking as close to him as he could get.

Nossoreg noticed the change in Vegeta's eyes. The intensity of focus and the deadly gleam made him take an involuntary step backwards. He wasn't sure what was different about Vegeta, but found himself intimidated by his awesome presence.

"What do you really want?" Vegeta asked with a slight grin that didn't touch his eyes. "You obviously need something from us. What is it you hope to accomplish?"

Nossoreg took another step towards the safety of his door before answering. "Even if you knew, there would be nothing you could do to stop me," he answered.