Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Confrontation: Who Am I? ❯ Chapter 8

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
(Hour One...)
Bulma began to lose feeling in her feet as Vegeta clung tightly to her from behind. The Ones were chanting loudly as they circled around them. Bulma tried to look back at Vegeta.
"Vegeta, I am losing feeling in my feet." Vegeta grunted.
"I am as well. It is the potion. They want us to be relaxed so our spirits will be free. You will lose feeling in most if not all of your body." Bulma frowned.
"But they told you to hold me at all times!" she protested. "How will you do that if you lose feeling in your whole body?" Nehener entered the room just in time to answer her question.
"As the Costck or spirit fighter, he will have more range of motion so the potion does not effect him as it will you. He will lose feeling as well, but not in his arms." Bulma nodded in understanding as she relaxed against him. This was going to be interesting.

(Hour Two...)
Bulma moaned as she lost feeling in the rest of her legs all the way up to her hips.
"Something wrong Onna?" Vegeta inquired, ignoring the weird sensation in his legs. She shook her head. "Don't lie to me. You hate the waiting right?" Bulma said nothing for a moment before nodding.
"That and the sensation in my legs is bothering me..." she faded off with a blush, thankful that Vegeta could not see her blush.
"Onna, I know what it is doing to you and I will rectify that in another ten hours when we are through here."
"Ho-" Vegeta snorted.
"Onna, I can smell you and I also am feeling it."

(Hour Three...)
Bulma had lost feeling in from her neck down and she was getting kinda frustrated. Vegeta still had feeling from the waist up.
"Alright," Nehener said as he sat in front of the two, but at least one foot from the circle. "I see that Bulma has lost feeling in most if not all of her body, so we will begin the Esaruck. This is a chant that will bring Freiza and your spirits out. Are you ready, Prince?" he inquired as he turned to Vegeta. Vegeta nodded.
"Es ar kuc..." Nehener said as the Ones joined him in his chant as they continued to circle around the three.

(Hour Four...)
Vegeta suppressed a yawn as the minutes and hours loomed on. Just as he was about to comment on Nehener's idea Bulma's head slumped against his shoulder, her eyes rolled up into her head.
"Onna! Onna!" he cried as he shook her, his hands still locked around her small form. Suddenly her body began to tremble as her body stiffened.
"You stupid people!" a voice said. "You think that I am going to let go of this girl!?" They looked around as Bulma began to cry out in pain before all went quiet for the next hour.

(Hour Five...)
"Curse you!" Bulma screamed as she ran toward Freiza. She was so mad at it, even as fear filled her heart. Freiza a smirked down at her.
"I see that you have come to fight me, but you will not win. I have taken over your body and it is mine." Bulma frowned as she grew closer to the former tyrant.
"Vegeta will kill you!" she cried as was suddenly lifted into the air. Freiza held her neck in it's white clawed hands.
"Vegeta will die at your hands as I use you to enact my revenge on him and that other sqermed!" Bulma squirmed as the air began to leave her lungs. "I am killing you slowly, but he will die before you and then you will kill your friend Goku before you die!" It threw her from it as it laughed.
Vegeta held onto her squirming body as she clawed at her neck, leaving streaks of red as her neck began to bleed. He managed to remove her hands from her neck, but now she was yelling.
"Iie! He will kill you! Vegeta, you must kill me now!!" Vegeta cringed at the shrillness of her voice, but pulled her closer to him.
"Bulma, I will not kill you to get to him. I will destroy him, just give us some more time to fight him."

(Hour Five...)
Bulma struggled against Vegeta as Nehener threw some crystallized particles at them. Bulma stiffened for a moment before a white mist filled the room and a figure began to form from the mist...