Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Pride ❯ The Decoy ( Chapter 9 )

The Mysteries of Love:

Saiyan Pride

Chapter Nine

The Decoy

"WHAT!" Bulma covered the horrified gasp that escaped her mouth.

"I'm sorry Princess Bulma." Zoron addressed Bulma with the title he had given her after she and Vegeta had bonded.

"But three Saiyans should be able to defeat Cold's men. Even if there is an entire army of them." Bulma said anxiously.

A while back Bulma had invented a skype connection and encouraged her father to do the same. That way the two families could see each other on a large screen when they contacted each other.

It was a time Bulma and Trunks enjoyed immensely. Seeing their family helped bridge the distance and eased the amount they missed each other.

Trunks would spend hours talking about his life on Planet Vegeta, his home, how strong he had become and his favorite subject - his father.

It was a good thing that her youngest nephew, Goten who was a year younger than Trunks, idolized her son so he spent all the time hanging onto Trunks' every word in fascination.

Recently her family had decided that they were all coming to Planet Vegeta to visit them. Now they had found out that the ship Bulma's loved ones were on was intercepted by King Cold's men, who were holding Goku and everyone else hostage.

King Cold had sent a message to Vegeta an hour ago saying that if he did not show up on Planet Ice in a hour from now then Bulma's family would be killed.

"They are holding the woman hostage and have threatened to kill them if Kakarot and his sons so much as breathe." Zoron said.

Vegeta was pacing the Lab as Trunks looked from Zoron to his parents in excitement. "Come on dad. Let's go get them. We'll surprise them and attack them before we rescue Uncle Goku and family." Trunks waved his fists in the air as he described his plans.

Vegeta stopped his pacing to look down at his son, he smirked at Trunks' natural instincts to battle but Bulma glared at her son. "This is not an adventure Trunks. The lives of our families are at stake."

Vegeta looked at the pale and anxious face of his usually happy and bubbly mate. 'Damn that bastard!' He was definitely up to something. But what?

"I'll go to Planet Ice. Zoron ready the ship." Vegeta ordered.

"No!" Bulma shouted as she turned wide eyes on Vegeta. "You can't! That's what he wants Vegeta. You know it is. You've waited so long, you can't just play right into his hands now."

"We don't have a choice Bulma." Vegeta growled. 'Did she think he didn't know the facts?' But he couldn't just stand by and watch as his mates family was butchered because of him. She would never forgive him!

"We'll think of something. You can't go Vegeta, please, just listen to me." Bulma pleaded.

"If I don't show up, your family, everyone you ever cared about will be killed. Cold will do it! He's not playing games woman." Vegeta said. "Zoron, what are you waiting for?" Vegeta snapped at his advisor who was watching the exchange between the mates.

"Yes Sire." He bowed before leaving.

Bulma turned her back on Vegeta angrily. Vegeta smiled proudly at how much his mate cared for him before going to her. He turned her to face him. "I'll bring them back." He told her as he held onto her arms, his fingers biting into her flesh while his dark eyes pleaded with her to have faith in him, to trust him!

"You stubborn, arrogant jerk." Bulma said as she pummeled his chest. Vegeta pulled her towards him and held her closely in his arms, tightening his embrace when she wrapped her arms around him. "You better come back too." She sobbed.

Vegeta smirked as he pulled away from her so he could lower his head to kiss her. Only their lips never met as Trunks came to stand between them, pushing them apart.

"Mmm, excuse me, I'm still here." He rolled his eyes and Bulma laughed as she pulled her son towards her, hugging both the men in her life tightly. "I'm going with dad." Trunks said as he wriggled his way out of his mother's hold.

"No." Vegeta said simply.

"But dad." Trunks whined.

"Stay here and take care of your mother." He said.

"Why don't we come with you." Bulma said.

"No! You two will only get in the way. We can't have them take you and Trunks as hostages too." Vegeta reasoned adamantly.

"This is so lame." Trunks moaned.

"You think that protecting your mother is lame?" Vegeta baited his son.

"Of course not." Trunks glared at his father before sighing in exasperation. "Ok you have a point." He said as he held onto his mothers leg.

Bulma smiled down at her son as she ruffled his hair.

"Good." Vegeta said before stealing a quick kiss from his mate.

With a flash of energy he was gone.

"Do you think he'll be ok?" Trunks asked worriedly.

"Yes." Bulma told her son before adding 'I hope so.', to herself.

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Vegeta touched down on Planet Ice as an eerie feeling engulfed him.

Why wasn't there anyone here to greet him? He would have thought that Cold would launch an all out attack as soon as he stepped foot on Planet Ice. Something was not right.

Vegeta tried to focus on sensing any energy levels. "There." He said as he felt Saiyan energy, though it was very faint.

Vegeta flew of to the ice structured Castle. It was empty! No even a guard at its doors.

"Cold!" Vegeta screamed. "Come out from wherever you're hiding you coward. I don't have time for your childish games."

Nothing. Vegeta couldn't even sense his energy. Vegeta flew towards the faint Saiyan energy he had sensed earlier.

"A dead end." Vegeta growled accusingly at the large stone wall that met him at the end of a hall. "But ..." Vegeta frowned, he could definitely sense energy from beyond that wall. "There must be a dungeon on the other side of this wall." He said as he ran his hand along the wall.

Then he saw it. Two lamp lights on the sides of the joining walls. He pulled at the one on his left but nothing happened. However the next one moved down as a small opening showed itself in the stone wall.

Vegeta's eyes widened at the sight before him. He saw Kakarot, Gohan and another boy who must be Kakarot's second son held by metal bracelets that was chained to the ceiling. A woman, Kakarot's mate, was trying unsuccessfully to remove the metal bindings. The three Saiyans were bloody an bruised.

How could they have possibly been so badly beaten? Vegeta turned to look at a blonde woman who was crying uncontrollably in a dark corner while an elderly man tried to console her. Bulma's parents.

"Who are you?" The dark haired woman said as she eyed this new man in fear.

"Vegeta." Gohan groaned as he coughed out more blood.

Chi Chi gasped in relief. "Thank the Kais." She said before she fell to the ground.

"Mom."

"Chi Chi." Kakarot and his sons called out together in concern.

Vegeta bent down to touch her neck. "She'll be fine. She has just fainted." He told the others before blasting of the chains that held the three Saiyans captive. "How the hell did you manage to get beaten up so badly. By weaklings nonetheless. You three have Saiyan blood flowing through your veins." Vegeta chastised.

Goku gave a shaky laugh. "They drugged us with something that drained our power while they held onto mom, dad and Chi Chi."

Goku reached into his pocket to pull out a small brown bag. Vegeta watched as he took out three beans, two he fed his sons before munching down the third.

Vegeta gaped in disbelief as the three Saiyans fully recovered before his eyes. All bruises and wounds gone!

"Sensu beans." Goku smiled happily.

"Good thinking dad." Gohan said.

"Yeah, you never know when you'll need them." Goku said as he turned to look at Vegeta. "Vegeta!" He screamed as if only noticing the other man now. "What are you doing here?"

'He must have knocked his head a good few times.' Vegeta thought. "I was asked to come her to get you people." Vegeta said.

"Oh no!" Gohan moaned.

"Vegeta, its a trap. A decoy." Goku yelled.

"What?" Vegeta yelled back.

"King Cold needed you out of the way so he could get to Bulma and Trunks!"

"Oh shit!" Vegeta grunted before flying out of the Castle at top speed, the others following close behind, each of the three Saiyans carrying an Earthling who couldn't fly.