Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ The Journal of Sgt. Kilik of the 23rd Infantry ( Chapter 10 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note:

I know that the last chapter might have surprised some people, but remember (Mechanical Butterfly in particular--Hope ya feeling better by the way) this story looks like it's going to be hella long. Anything could happen. He…He…Besides, anything that is worth having is worth fighting for, don't you agree.

I do not own Dragonball Z cause if I did I wouldn't have to pay 70 bucks for the Namek Saga. *Sighs and counts pennies*.

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The Journal of Sgt. Kilik of the 23rd Infantry

He tried one frequency…then another…and another, but still he got nothing. Not even static, just dead air. What the hell was going on? He growled in irritation before giving up completely. He ran large hands through his unruly spiky hair; trying desperately not to destroy the damned useless Scouter on the side of his face. The professor was not going to like this, not one bit. So he was off to find said professor to express his concern. The kind of concern that only a seasoned soldier like himself could muster.

Something just was not right. He could feel it in his bones.

He left the edge of the crater that contained their ship and headed for the laboratory. He looked around the landscape, Planet Tamanegi reminded the young man so much of his home Vegeta-sei. Same red sky, same humid atmosphere.

It was going to rain soon, he could smell it. However unlike Planet Vegeta, it was always raining here. In the last three months he could count on one hand how many days had gone by when there hadn't been at least light shower. Surprisingly enough, it never flooded here; the ground just seemed to soak everything up.

It was the scientist's idea to stop here. He was sure to hear an earful from his commander when he got back about reporting in so late.

They had been on their way back from some convention just filled with other scientists and other intellectual types form around the galaxy. It had taken the young professor months to clear the trip with the higher ups and much to his chagrin, he, Sgt. Kilik of the 23rd Infantry was called upon to accompany the little twerp on a trip to a 'Nerd' convention.

He sighed audibly. He should be off somewhere purging some weakling planet. Not here looking after some geeky kid. What was so special about Professor Kazi Ezco anyway?

"Just another Saiyan that thought that they could curse the universe off all it ills. Ha!"

All the universe needed was a good spring cleaning with the help of the Saiyans and everything would be fine. But unfortunately, it wasn't up to him. That had been proven by the young professor with the fact that they were even here in the first place. The kid thought that they could help the 'poor' saps here with there irrigation systems. A bunch of idiots they were, if you asked Sgt. Kilik. All this rain and they still were nearly dying of dehydration.

"Idiots."

He reached the laboratory, but not before getting caught in the downpour. He stood in the door way in silent amusement and dripped on the freshly mopped floor of the main office. The cleaning woman, well at least he thought that it was a cleaning woman, you could hardly tell the difference with these ugly bastards, just looked at him and continued to mop around him. He smirked, quietly pleased with himself and proceeded on his way to find that nuisance of a professor, all the while tracking water and red mud behind him. Kilik could hear the cleaning 'person' muttering curses, in what ever language it was that these people spoke, under its breath.

He found his young charge arguing with one of the local scientists about some thing in that god awful tongue of theirs. He saw the youngster was getting frustrated; the reddening face was a dead give away. The fingers tugging at that ridiculously long pony tail and the shifted weight from one foot to the other were other definite signs. Utterly adorable, the poor kid wouldn't have lasted a minute on the battle field. Maybe it was better to be a nerdy scientist.

Kilik cleared his throat loudly. The professor turned to acknowledge him, that annoying little smile firmly in place. The freakishly tall soldier's usually spiky black hair was plastered to his head and steady streams of water were trailing down his armor and black bodysuit onto the floor. He was casually wringing the water out of his ebony colored tail, ever so gently.

"I see you decided to take a shower?" The raven haired the scientist joked.

"Fuck you." The Sergeant said with a scowl. "I have come to tell you that I can't get in contact with headquarters.'

"So?" the young Saiyan asked.

"So…no contact, no fuel." Kilik replied.

"Hmm…"

The professor's gaze turned to the ceiling in thought. Then suddenly those light brown orbs widened in mischief.

"You did try the ship's communications system too, right?" the scientist said nonchalantly.

The taller Saiyan's coal black eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. "No." He growled.

"You rely too much on that damned thing, Kilik." Professor Ezco muttered. "You and I both know that those fucking Scouters are useless wastes of time."

Kilik merely looked at his counterpart with a clearly irritated expression.

"Nag, nag, nag!" The third class soldier snarled. "We might as well be married!"

"You wish." The brown eyed genius said with smirk.

The youthful professor turned to the pink skinned scientist and muttered something in Tamena-jin and accompanied the fuming soldier back to the ship. The rain had stopped and the two Saiyans had reached the rather large indentation in the earth that held their ship. They both used their Ki to reach the bottom. Kilik watched his companion trot to the space pod's hatch, tail swaying carelessly in the air.

"Fool." He mumbled.

"Now," the childlike scientist said with a grin. "Watch this."

The annoying little imp proceeded to activate the Comm System. After trying all of Planet Vegeta's frequencies to no avail and some chuckling on Kilik's part, the scientist tried the only other frequency he could think off. Professor Ezco smiled upon hearing a vaguely familiar voice.

"That's Prince Vegeta." Kilik said. "I'd know that annoyingly raspy squeak anywhere."

"Even more annoying than mine?" Kazi asked.

"Hn."

Then suddenly another voice broke in…

/Prince Vegeta…do you copy sir…/

The other voice, that of the adolescent Prince.

/I'm here…. /

/Unfortunate news from Lord Frieza…Sorry to inform you…Planet Vegeta… large asteroid…destroyed…/

"What?!"

The two Saiyan travelers both nearly screamed the word in response.

"Fix it, Kazi!" Kilik bellowed.

"I am…I am!"

The young scientist fumbled with the controls in a mixture of shock and frustration. They probably should not have been so surprised by the message. They should not have been so shaken up…they were Saiyans…they dealt with the destruction of planets on a daily basis. But no…never their planet…not Vegeta-sei. And the Prince was there…it was a message for him…it had to be true.

Kazi cleared the static interference from the frequency and continued to listen in a numbed state.

/And you're sure.../

The first one continued…

/Affirmative sir… Lord Frieza sends his sympathies and regrets. As of now, you and your crew seem to be the only survivors…/

/Oh…really/

There was nothing else after that. I mean really, what does one say to that. Your whole planet and all of your people have just been blown to nothing. You and your idiot body guards are all that is left. That's too bad. Sorry.

Kazi just stood there stiff as a board. The young Saiyan was at a loss for words. Kilik tried to think of something to say to his friend but there was nothing. He could yell at the fool and say to get over it and pull yourself together, but what would be the point. The idiot would just start crying and Kilik hated crying more than anything. It was so weak and feminine. Even constant fighting and army training had not prevented the women of there species from doing it. And unfortunately for him Professor Ezco had proven time and time again to be extremely sensitive to even the stupidest of things. The poor kid was bound to start with the water works over this.

Kilik finally built up enough resolve to try and reason with his comrade when the younger Saiyan turned to him with tear rimmed eyes.

"Gone? It's gone?!"

"I…" The fearless soldier was taken by surprise. "Kazi, please…You have to…"

"How can I be calm?!" The brown eyed scientist shrieked. "Our entire planet has just been destroyed! What are we gonna do?!"

And with that the acclaimed genius, Professor Kazi Ezco collapsed in a blubbering heap against Kilik's chest.

"Kazi…"

"Kazi?"

"Kazi stop it!"

The smaller Saiyan looked up at him with red rimmed eyes and sniffed audibly. Looking so endearing and lost; It was gonna hurt to have to do this but…

"Stop crying like some little bitch onna!" Kilik snarled.

The scientist just stared in disbelief, that was until the poor kid launched at the offending bastard with untamed fury.

"I…"

Gut check.

"Am!"

Brutal shove.

"Not!"

Kick to the groin.

"A!"

Another kick.

"Bitch!"

Kazi's breathing slowed and all fighting ceased.

"There," Kilik groaned as he tried to sit up right. "That a boy!"

The younger male just stared down at his companion in silent confusion.

"Bastard." He muttered before dropping to his knees. "Is your answer to everything blind rage?"

"Of course not…" Kilik said. "But it's better than hearing you blubber like a woman…"

Kazi laughed ruefully.

"Besides," The third class warrior said between spiting out blood. "If that were true you'd be dead now."

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Vegeta closed the book with a small thump.

"That's enough for today." He said gruffly.

Kalika could not tell for sure but she could have sworn she had heard a hitch in the Prince's voice. She sighed lightly. Of course, this had to be a sentitive subject for him…losing his entire planet and all.

"I guess you're right." She replied.

She was thumbing a picture that they had found in the back of the book. After the hearing the first pages of her father's journal she could only guess that it was a picture of the Sergeant and the Professor Kazi Ezco.

Although the finding of the journal had been extremely uplifting after everything that had happened, it only left her with even more questions.

If Planet Vegeta had been destroyed leaving only the Prince and his crew, Goku and her father and this professor Kazi whatever, then where was her mother? Bulma had already told her that she was a full blooded Saiyan. This just didn't make any sense.

The Prince looked up and noticed that Kalika's brow was knitted in thought. He was just about to comment on it when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Hey…Hey Geta!"

Vegeta's eyes shot open in surprise. His mouth dropped open in a silent gasp. The Hawaiian girl looked at him in puzzlement.

"Prince Vegeta? Are you okay?" She asked.

"Hey…Vegeta? Are you there?"

It was Kakarot…Kakarot was speaking to him telepathically. The stunned Ouji went from shocked to raging mad in an instant.

"Kakarot!"He screamed mentally. "Get out of my head!"

"But Geta…"the mental voice of Goku whined.

"Out!" Was the enraged reply.

"Okay."The Great Baka sighed. "I'll just come to you."

Kalika Palo was on the verge of running away in fear. Vegeta had totally zonked out on her and his face had begun to contort in something akin to seething outrage.

"What that hell did she say to piss him off so bad?"

"That Baka!" Vegeta snarled. "How dare he?!"

"Oh…Goku."she thought and was suddenly relieved. She looked around confused. "Goku?"

Just as her thought was finished, the baka in question was there.

"Hey…Geta." Goku waved nervously. "Hiyah, Kalika!"

"Hi Goku." Kalika said getting up off the ground.

Vegeta sprung to his feet and charged the taller man, Kalika nearly falling over as she was pushed out of the way.

"If you ever do that again." The Prince growled. "I will kill you…wish you back and kill you again!"

The spiky haired giant…well at least compare to Kalika and the Prince…just stared with wide inky eyes.

"I'm sorry, Geta." He said quickly. "I just really needed to talk to you…and Kalika."

If Kalika had spent more time around those two, she would have known that instances like this happened on a regular basis. The Ouji threatened Goku's life all the time. By now everyone else knew that they were just idol threats. But the poor girl had no clue, all she knew was that the Prince looked hella angry and Goku looked a tad worried.

"He's sorry Vegeta…Please let him go." Kalika pleaded.

The two men stopped their little theatrical production immediately upon seeing the terrified look on Kalika's face. The Prince growled upon releasing his hold on the baka.

"What the hell do you want, Kakarot?" He barked.

"It's about the Dragonballs," Goku said solemnly.

"What about them?" the shorter male snapped.

"They're gone, someone used them already," The orange clad fighter began. "Bulma said that who ever it was found them in less than a week!"

"But without the Dragonballs, you guys can't bring my parents back." Kalika lamented.

"I…" Goku looked to Vegeta for help.

"Don't look at me, Baka; you're the one that promised her." The Prince said coldly.

A small growl escaped from Kalika's throat, surprising Goku and amusing Vegeta.

"That fucking bitch!" The small girl growled. "It's that bitch Nomi's fault that this even happened in the first place. We wouldn't have even depended on the Dragonballs if it wasn't for her. I'm gonna find her and rip her to pieces!"

Goku was shocked by Kalika's sudden outburst. The Prince simply crossed him arms over his chest and looked on in a twisted sort of pride.

"Spoken like a true Saiyan." He said with a slight chuckle. "Now," He had as he put an arm around her shoulder. "Let's get you trained."

And with that two shorter Saiyans headed off to the Gravity Room.

"But," Goku squeaked. "What about the Namekian Dragonballs?"

He might as well been talking to himself. He watched the two of them disappear in the distance. For some reason seeing the two of them so chummy brought on a weird sense of …jealousy. Now why would he be jealous…of …Kalika?

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Author's Note:

This was going to be a lot longer but I had reached my limit again. But you know what that means? I have already started on Chapter Eleven. Yay!

Gohan and Piccolo are up next and another episode of 'As the Laboratory Turns' starring That Evil Bitch Onna, Nomi.