Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's Tail ❯ Two kinds of Hell! ( Chapter 26 )

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Chapter 26

On a planet in a far off galaxy, a human sobs to herself as she morns the loss of her love. It was of course Bulma Briefs and she had finally thought everything was going to be okay. Vegeta remembered (Well the good bits at least) and they were all going home. That was until Cerci had struck the final blow. Draining Vegeta of every last drop of energy. If Bulma hadn't killed the witch when she had she would probably be lying next to Vegeta, dead. But she wasn't she was alive and in agony and wishing she was dead.

Bulma remembered what Vegeta had told her before they got married. That the Saiyan bond was delicate in the first seven years. If either of them where to die then the pain would be unimaginable. She had laughed it off then as him just being far too serious. All she wanted was Vegeta; she didn't consider the consequences of her actions.

Now Bulma was feeling the full force of the disrupted bond. She couldn't stop crying for the pain. She had just managed to bury the witch. Though it had taken a lot out of her. Now she sat huddled on the bridge of her ship trying to programme co-ordinates into the autopilot. Every five minutes she would stop to shudder as a bolt of pain shot through her. It felt like she was being electrocuted.

Bulma looked down to where Vegeta lay. She had somehow found the strength to drag his body back onto the ship. If she did want to revive him with the dragonballs she needed his body. She couldn't let him wake up on the planet where he had died. Her head was swimming in grief and pain, even though she knew death wasn't the end, it felt like it. No matter how much she experienced death and they were brought back. Each time while they where dead it seemed as if they weren't coming back.

She switched the engine on and pulled the lever for lift-off. She shuffled over to the first aid box to retrieve the painkillers. Though no matter how much she took it didn't numb the agony. She had to stop herself from overdosing. Bulma couldn't let herself die, she had too many things to do to make right. So then she could finally return home with Vegeta.

Bulma covered the cold and dirty body with a blanket. Though she was tired and dirty herself she couldn't leave Vegeta's side. She sat down on the floor watching his still corpse, as the ship moved itself back to New Namek. If Bulma had a real wish she would wish she had never thought of the wish to give Vegeta a tail. But the dragonballs couldn't go back in time or there would be some clause she imagined.

She had to do it the only way she knew how. By wishing him back to the living.

"I love you Vegeta." Bulma sobbed. "And I'm going to get you back to me!"

*

Down in the seven levels of Hell a familiar roar of indignation could be heard. The Saiyan Prince had returned to his fate and did not like it.

"What's the matter monkey?" Frieza mocked. "Back so soon? I guess they got bored of you."

Vegeta snarled at his old nemesis and grabbed him by the shoulders lifting him up.

"I should kill you first!" He spat.

"My, my…" Frieza purred. "And just think it was really me who killed you first!" The lizard cackled a laugh as Vegeta was suddenly thrown into a memory.

He was on Namek, battered and bruised gasping for breath after Frieza had shot a ki blast through his heart. He was talking to the traitor Kakarrot. Telling him with his last breath about Frieza and his heritage. Tears where streaming down his face as he sobbed his regret about his wasted life and then he groaned and everything went black as his life passed.

Vegeta shuddered as he returned to hell; he had dropped Frieza onto the floor. "That's how I killed you the first time!" Frieza growled. "Without a doubt it was a pitiful way for a warrior to die."

"RAHHHH!" Vegeta shouted and threw a ki at his life long enemy.

"You really are in a playful mood." Freiza laughed dodging the blast.

"I would do more than play with him." Came a growl.

Vegeta focused on a large green man that resembled an insect. He struggled to think who this person could be. Though his instinct told him this person was more trouble than Frieza.

"Let me enlighten you." He smirked and he pointed his finger electrocuting Vegeta. In that moment Vegeta was thrown into another memory.

Of battling the monster known as Cell. Becoming an ascended Saiyan, being so strong that he felt he would explode with pride. Then he watched it slip away as the green monster tricked him as he became one with the Android. He far surpassed his strength that he had thought was the best in the universe. Not even Kakarrot could defeat him and he died trying. Then Kakarrot's spawn stepped up and fought the monster he had helped to create.

It got worse as his memories pulled forth his future son Trunks. He watched helplessly as he was killed in the same way as he was by Freiza. A pin point ki blast straight through the heart. An eerily similar way that Frieza's killing blow had been. The boy dropped to the floor, dead and Vegeta yelled out in pain and rage. He wanted to destroy Cell, to make him bleed for killing his only son. But he had failed; he dropped in the dirt coughing. The dust felt so real as it mixed with the blood in his mouth. He couldn't do anything, but Gohan, still kept trying. He saw the other fighters helping Gohan; by throwing all their ki blasts at Cell. Vegeta saw his chance and he threw his own large ball of ki onto Cell. It was enough and it killed him.

Cell screamed as he lurched out of the memories. "You'll pay little man!"

"Guess what Cell, I don't pay for anything." Vegeta sneered.

"Such macho words coming from someone that has a little amnesia." The old man with a moustache leered. Vegeta knew he was Dr. Gero, creator of Cell and the other androids.

"I know who you are." Vegeta growled.

"Then perhaps you will still remember me…" A voice rumbled.

Vegeta turned towards the hauntingly familiar voice. It was a voice that was in his nightmares, "Father….?"

"Yes my son." King Vegeta said standing into the light. "You've joined the rest of us Saiyans to where we all belong….Hell."

"But…" Vegeta spluttered. "You don't deserve…."

"In case it slipped your mind Brat." King Vegeta snarled. "Destroying planets and helpless races isn't considered good deeds."

"Our people don't deserve this." Vegeta said angrily. "We're a proud race that deserves respect."

"If you wish for respect, first you must give respect." King Vegeta chuckled. "I know that now, though it is too late."

"Just like it is too late for all of us." Another Saiyan growled, standing beside his King. "I don't think you gave me any respect…"

"Nappa…" Vegeta said. "You were a weak warrior, you deserved punished."

"Maybe…" A tall man agreed. "But what about me? You could have wished us all back." It was Raddiz and he stood on the other side of the King.

"We all deserve to be here." The King said. "Especially YOU! You failed our race…. there was never any honour in your actions."

"You LIE!" Vegeta shouted. "You're not my father, just a delusion invoked by Hell!"

"Delusions of grandeur are you speciality." Frieza mocked. "Don't tell me you can see through this!"

"You're all just demons sent to torture me." Vegeta hissed.

"We are, but you're spoiling the fun." Cell laughed. "This is the part where we rip you apart!"

"No!" Vegeta yelled as the demons encircled him. "Get away from me!"

*

Bulma jerked to the side waking herself from her restless sleep. She grunted as she stretched her tired muscles. She had fallen asleep sitting beside Vegeta's corpse. She shook her head as she moved away from the too silent body. Bulma hugged her knees as she remembered the dream or nightmare she had just had. Vegeta had been in Hell and was being tortured by all his enemies. She wasn't sure if it had been one of those 'real' dreams but it had seemed so at the time.

Now it felt like a dark memory, an almost fuzzy distant one. She leaned back against the wall and tried to shake the feeling in her gut that wherever Vegeta was just now he wasn't enjoying it. It mixed with her far too real pain and made her feel nauseous.

Bulma clutched her tail and held it to her face. The soft fur was sticky with the slime of the creature Cerci. A reminder of the cause of her most recent troubles. She tried to cry but her tear ducts had since dried up and all she could do was quietly sob.

*

Back in Hell, Vegeta was swamped under a pile of people. Each wanting a piece of him, clawing and biting trying to get a hold of him. He fought them off continually releasing energy blasts and knocking them back. But as soon as one lot of demons disappeared another lot would appear.

"You will not have me!" Vegeta roared.

"Oh my precious monkey." Frieza cooed. "You're already ours!"

"You belong in here." A big bug like creature hissed. Vegeta guess it was one of his purging victims. He never remembered the faces; they all seemed to merge into one after a while.

"I have to get back." Vegeta choked. "Cerci is…"

"Right here with you my lovely." The octopus woman purred. Her tentacles wrapped around Vegeta in the same position as her death grip.

"Get away!" The Saiyan Prince screamed. "I have to get back!" 'I have to go back for Bulma' He added in his head.

He tried punching his way through the bodies that pinned him down. But there was no escape from the throng of demons that all wanted his blood.

Then something grabbed the back of his outfit. Vegeta attempted to slap the small gripping hands away, but they held tight onto his collar. He watched helplessly as he was lifted out of the mass of bodies. As he got higher the grip on his collar held and eventually the last person, Cerci fell to the hard floor blow.

Vegeta craned his neck to see whom this saviour was or if it was another demon coming to take him to another level of Hell.

"What the fuck?" He gasped.

"Bet you weren't expecting me." The smaller version of himself said winking.

*

Perhaps days had passed, Bulma wasn't sure but when she arrived on New Namek even the relief couldn't stop her quiet crying.

The inhabitants gathered around the spacecraft anxious and nervous. It stayed dormant for ten long minutes. They all knew Bulma Briefs was inside, they could sense her. Moori stepped forward in awkward anticipation.

Had Bulma succeeded?

What had happened to Vegeta?

The door opened to reveal the sole passenger. Bulma leaned on the doorway. Her face was contorted in agony. Streaks of tears and dirt were on her face. It was clear to all that something horrible had happened.

"Bulma?" Moori called out to her softly. "Are you alright?"

"Vegeta…" Bulma panted. "Dead…Vegeta's dead! He remembered me…witch…horrible slimy witch! But he's dead he's dead…."

She muttered on as two Nameks took her to the safety of Moori's tent. She had to land the craft by herself. There were some things the autopilot was unable to do. It had nearly exhausted her, seeing as she had hardly any sleep in the days that had passed.

Moori sat beside her patiently waiting for her to gather her strength.

"When you're ready Bulma." He whispered. "You tell me your wish."

She looked up from the bed. "Return the dead Nameks she sobbed. "Vegeta… I want…more than anything…I want Vegeta."

"We can wish them all back." Moori soothed. "Vegeta as well if you believe him to be returned to normal."

"He still loves me…" Bulma said with a painful smile. She clutched her tail, the only living proof of his love. "But…but I thought the Namek dragonballs could only wish back one life at a time?"

Moori chuckled. "After Frieza I took the liberty of upgrading them. I can easily return my Namek companions and your Prince all with only two wishes."

Bulma sighed as she felt that weight lifting from her mind. She had thought she would have to wait whole Namek year before she could wish Vegeta back. Now she only had maybe an hour to wait. As she fell asleep Moori left her to her dreams and exited his hut.

"Prepare the dragonballs." He said to his fellow Namekins.

"But you can't return Vegeta!" A young Namek gasped. "Not after what he's done."

"I believe he can do more good here." Moori said seriously watching the skies. "There may be worse things than Frieza to come…"

The crowd fell silent from their objects. A few of the younger ones went off to gather the dragonballs. Whatever Moori could see in the future it would be best not to ask.

*

"What the fuck are you?" Vegeta demanded.

"I'm you." Chibi Vegeta said. "I'm the part of you that died the day planet Vegeta was destroyed."

Vegeta didn't believe it for a moment and decided he was another demon. "Where are you taking me?"

"Back to King Yamma's place." The young boy sniffed. "You need to be there when the blue lady makes the wish."

"Is that Bulma you're talking about?" Vegeta asked. "Is she alive?"

"Yeah she is." Chibi Vegeta smiled.

"Don't smile, it's demeaning of our stature!"

"You're a big grumpy pants." Chibi Vegeta huffed. "An-e-ways I don't have much stature and you don't too."

"That's neither do you." Vegeta grumbled. He crossed his arms and looked down longingly at the mob.

"Whatever…" Chibi Vegeta said. "I'm just the angel sent to take you back."

"You're no angel." Vegeta sneered.

"Damn you spotted." Chibi Vegeta grinned.

Vegeta growled angrily trying to ignore the kid. He didn't like to see himself grinning like that it made him look like the idiot Kakarrot.

"Hey Vegeta!"

"No…" Vegeta gasped at the familiar cheerful voice. "Why did I think of the moron…"

"Damnit what's he doing here?" Chibi Vegeta snapped.

"I heard you died again." Goku said floating beside the pair as they continued ascending. "Hey is this your little brother? He's so cute!"

Chibi Vegeta tried to bite Goku's pointing finger.

"Shut up and die!" Vegeta spat.

"Can't…. already dead." Goku laughed scratching his head.

"At least shut up!" Vegeta groaned.

"Say I heard about you and Bulma having some trouble." Goku said ignoring what Vegeta was asking.

"The only troubles I have are you and the half pint!"

"Hey you ain't so tall yourself!" Chibi Vegeta snarled. "I bet you and me are the same height!"

"Drop me back." Vegeta insisted. "I want to fight those demons again."

"What and miss your date with Bulma?" Goku asked. "You know she'll be furious when she finds you left her for a fight. I know Chi-Chi gets like that sometimes."

"Do not compare MY Bulma to that harpy of a wife."

"Okay, okay…sheesh!" Goku said. "But you have to make it up to her!"

"That is none of your concern Kakarrot." Vegeta snapped. "And I wouldn't take advice from you anyway."

"Shut it cheesebrain!" Chibi Vegeta chipped in.

"Less talk from you pipsqueak." Vegeta warned.

"Hey! You need me or you ain't getting back up to see Bulma again."

"You know you have to play nice." Goku warned.

"GO AWAY!" Both Vegeta and his smaller counterpart shouted.

"Whoa!" Goku said. "Just trying to be friendly. Anyway I'll see you again Vegeta. We have a rematch to do."

"You can count on it." Vegeta growled as he watched his rival teleport away.

"I hate him." Vegeta and Chibi Vegeta said in unison.

"At least we agree on something." Vegeta huffed. "Now tell me why I need to be sent upwards?"

"For the wish to work properly you need to be at King Yamma's palace."

"Why?"

"See nobody explained that part to me." Chibi Vegeta shrugged. "I guess they don't think I'll understand."

"Obviously." Vegeta snorted.

"You sort of got sent here by accident."

"I deserve to be there." Vegeta grumbled.

"Maybe we do." Chibi Vegeta agreed. "But Yamma said you've got a chance to redeem yourself. Though he said it was a slim chance."

"I'll be back." Vegeta said. "Sins like mine just can't be washed clean with a few right moral moves."

"Aw man we're gonna burn."

Vegeta snorted, denying the little guy the dignity of a reply.

"Wanna play I spy?" Chibi Vegeta asked.

Vegeta didn't answer and glared back down at the hole he'd come from. It was starting to look far more appealing.

*

The skies of New Namek darkened as the large dragonballs were gathered and Moori spoke the magic words. Porunga glared down at the Nameks.

"What do you wish?" He boomed.

"<Our fellow Nameks that were killed by Vegeta.>" Moori said in the Namek language. "<We would like to wish them back to life.>"

"Granted!" Porunga said his eyes glowing red.

The crowd of Nameks murmured as they saw their dead comrades coming back to life.

"<The Saiyan Prince known as Vegeta, bring him back to life.>"

"Are you sure?" Porunga asked. "He is not the nicest of people."

"Yeah I know but he's got a lady that likes him." Moori shrugged. "So he can't be all bad."

Porunga's eyes flashed again. "It is done. Now if you'll excuse me Moori I need my sleep." The dragon disappeared back into the glowing balls and they turned to stone.

Bulma emerged from Moori's hut. The pain that she had been feeling was now completely gone.

"Moori?" She called out hopefully. "Have you done it? Is he really back?"

"Oh darn." Moori said clicking his fingers. "I forgot to specify whether I wanted the Prince with a tail or without."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Bulma sniffed. "I'd take Vegeta tail or no-tail. So long as he's here."

"Looks like you'll have to get use to this tail." A voice rumbled.

Bulma turned to who had spoke her heart in her throat. He hung up in the sky his arms crossed and the superior look on his face as he smirked at everyone gaping at him.

"You look a state woman." Vegeta growled.

"Vegeta!" Bulma cried. She ran towards him her legs moving against their will. She was still far too exhausted and she stumbled onto the ground. Vegeta flew down beside where she had fallen and carefully picked her up. The Vegeta glanced at the Namek audience.

"That killing that I did…"

A resurrected Hammer stepped forward his fists clenched. He was ready for another battle.

Vegeta sized him up, figuring he could KO the teen with one punch he just snorted.

"You Nameks need to get yourself some decent warriors trained." He sniffed and then took off back to the ship.

"What!" Hammer snapped he bounded forward to go after his murderer. Moori's hand grabbed his shoulder stopping him.

"Hammer my boy." Moori said shaking his head. "The Saiyan said sorry in his own way. Now be a good lad and get some training done. We're going to need a new band of warriors to protect our planet."

Hammer gritted his teeth as he watched the silhouette of Vegeta and Bulma. "…Yes Father."

"That's the spirit!" Moori said patting him on the back.

"But father…" A young Namek said. "Aren't we going to give them supplies and a send off?"

"I think those two are too busy reuniting to bother with us." Moori said wisely. "Trust me children it is better to not disturb the mammals just now."

The young Nameks muttered amongst themselves about the strangeness and the similarity to an old animated movie they'd seen.

"I honestly feel like we're the dwarfs!"

While the older Nameks stood silent and tried to cover their sensitive ears. They did not want to hear what was going to happen next.

**********

Author's Note: Oh boy what a chapter! It's a shame this took so long to complete but I was dealing with the ffnet deletion at the time and it took a lot of my computer time away from my writing. Which is a shame seeing as I only have an hour a day on the library computer!

So next chapter you've guessed it! Lemon!! And seeing as this story doesn't have to be fitted into an R rated category expect smut lots and lots of smut!

Chibi Vegeta: "But wait….what about me?"

Mz D: "Oh yeah you….look you got your shot in this chapter and there's a lemon coming up so…" *sticks Chibi Vegeta in a cage*

Chibi Vegeta: "NO YOU CAN'T DO THIS I'M THE STAR!" *Gets gagged.* "F***ing ***ch!"

Mz D: "Ah that's better!" *rubs hands.* "Now next update might be another month, say the middle of August. I have Neko Love and some other stories to update first!"