Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Bulma in Me ❯ Chapter 18
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By: Cordelialove 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.14.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 603 | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.14.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 603 | Visits: 243 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 18
Vegeta stared hard at Dr. Briefs before picking up the file himself.
“What do you mean she’s not…” he began, but my father interrupted.
“She’s two people. She found her genetic twin. We’d been experimenting with dimensions for a long time but I never knew she’d actually found one.”
“What are you saying, old man?!” Vegeta threw down the file.
“I’m saying that in order to keep from dying, she combined herself with another person. But…it would only work if the other person accepted the transition. If she rejected her…”
He didn’t need to finish.
“The machine…” I wheezed, Vegeta coming behind me to raise me up slightly.
“Where, woman?” he demanded.
I pointed to lab room C and he lifted me up, racing toward the room, kicking the door in and laying me down on the medical bed in the center of the room.
The transplant machine shone above me. It was the first time Katie had ever seen it.
Dr. Briefs entered the room while leafing through the file. He stopped when he caught sight of the massive machine above and around me. It almost looked like a giant desk lamp that curved over, the light hovering over the medical bed.
“I just don’t understand how I could’ve had no knowledge of this…” Dr. Briefs was muttering.
“Never mind that, turn it on!” Vegeta’s fists were clenching and unclenching. I laid a gentle hand on his forearm and his gaze turned to the floor, his jaw clenching and unclenching.
In the meantime Bulma’s father was already exploring all the facets of an invention he’d never seen before.
“If we run the machine and fuse them again, she may have a shot. Only this time, we’d have to know that the dimensional twin wouldn’t reject the fusion.” I looked to me then, his eyes suddenly very tired and sad.
I nodded to him and closed my eyes, suddenly too weak to lift my head.
“Ok, then we need to hurry…” he began flipping through the file, looking from it to the machine. “I’m not sure how to operate it…” he said almost desperately, pressing a few buttons.
“Woman, we don’t know how it works…” his mouth was tight and shaky but his eyes were clear.
I reached into Bulma’s memories, ready to get the machine started.
I came up empty.
She was almost gone. I could hardly remember anything about her; her likes, her dislikes; let alone how to operate her machinery.
“I…I don’t…” I tried, feeling weaker than before.
“Bulma, honey,” my father stood against me once more, “we don’t have much time, I need to know.”
I looked up at him through brown eyes and sobbed,
“I don’t know…”
Vegeta turned to Dr. Briefs. “What is happening to her?” he said, almost gently.
Dr. Briefs looked to the file again, his hand going to his forehead.
“She’s becoming the girl she fused with. If we don’t figure this out soon…” he broke off.
“What? What will happen?”
“They’ll both die.”
Vegeta stared hard at Dr. Briefs before picking up the file himself.
“What do you mean she’s not…” he began, but my father interrupted.
“She’s two people. She found her genetic twin. We’d been experimenting with dimensions for a long time but I never knew she’d actually found one.”
“What are you saying, old man?!” Vegeta threw down the file.
“I’m saying that in order to keep from dying, she combined herself with another person. But…it would only work if the other person accepted the transition. If she rejected her…”
He didn’t need to finish.
“The machine…” I wheezed, Vegeta coming behind me to raise me up slightly.
“Where, woman?” he demanded.
I pointed to lab room C and he lifted me up, racing toward the room, kicking the door in and laying me down on the medical bed in the center of the room.
The transplant machine shone above me. It was the first time Katie had ever seen it.
Dr. Briefs entered the room while leafing through the file. He stopped when he caught sight of the massive machine above and around me. It almost looked like a giant desk lamp that curved over, the light hovering over the medical bed.
“I just don’t understand how I could’ve had no knowledge of this…” Dr. Briefs was muttering.
“Never mind that, turn it on!” Vegeta’s fists were clenching and unclenching. I laid a gentle hand on his forearm and his gaze turned to the floor, his jaw clenching and unclenching.
In the meantime Bulma’s father was already exploring all the facets of an invention he’d never seen before.
“If we run the machine and fuse them again, she may have a shot. Only this time, we’d have to know that the dimensional twin wouldn’t reject the fusion.” I looked to me then, his eyes suddenly very tired and sad.
I nodded to him and closed my eyes, suddenly too weak to lift my head.
“Ok, then we need to hurry…” he began flipping through the file, looking from it to the machine. “I’m not sure how to operate it…” he said almost desperately, pressing a few buttons.
“Woman, we don’t know how it works…” his mouth was tight and shaky but his eyes were clear.
I reached into Bulma’s memories, ready to get the machine started.
I came up empty.
She was almost gone. I could hardly remember anything about her; her likes, her dislikes; let alone how to operate her machinery.
“I…I don’t…” I tried, feeling weaker than before.
“Bulma, honey,” my father stood against me once more, “we don’t have much time, I need to know.”
I looked up at him through brown eyes and sobbed,
“I don’t know…”
Vegeta turned to Dr. Briefs. “What is happening to her?” he said, almost gently.
Dr. Briefs looked to the file again, his hand going to his forehead.
“She’s becoming the girl she fused with. If we don’t figure this out soon…” he broke off.
“What? What will happen?”
“They’ll both die.”