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KALERAGETSUSEI

CHAPTER LXXXIV

THE BATTLE OF THE ‘BOTS AND ‘BORGS (PART NI)

A/N: X-OVER WITH FMA-FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

“Don’t panic, Al, I’m sure there’s someone here who can find him, we’ll just have to start asking around. You stay here and I’ll go find someone who might have also seen what had happened,” and with that, Ed moved into the place where Vegeta had been hiding himself away from the Saiyan’s kith and kin.

Ed made his way over to where he had noticed a number of beings that looked identical to Vegeta were gathered until he noticed his commanding officer, Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, in discussion with a man in a black business suit.

“Well, here comes the gifted one now, my cousin. Why the worried face, Fullmetal?” Mustang asked when Ed was in front of them.

“So, this is the prodigy I’ve heard so much about? I saw Vegeta with you at the registration booth. Wasn’t there a suit of armor with you?” Sakyou asked as he turned to greet Edward.

“My brother, Alphonse. He’s sitting by someone shorter than I am! He saw Vegeta get kidnapped, that’s why I’m here,” Ed related.

Trageta, Goten and their brothers stood not far from Sakyou and the Alchemist and turned sharply at Ed’s words.

“Don’t shit us, man, ‘Tousan’s too strong to just get taken like that!” Trageta remarked.

“Unless he was distracted in some way and had his guard down. After last night, I guess he would be wondering why his mate’s so jealous,” Goten expressed.

“Kakarrot has no need to be jealous of me. Vegeta and I had our time, now it’s strictly business, although we have two great children from the union. Trageta, go tell the others what has happened. I know some of you have heightened abilities to feel powers in the universe,” Sakyou mentioned.

“Just two, Sakyou-san, and one of them’s been kidnapped,” Trageta blew out a breath.

“Who’s been kidnapped, boy?” a deep voice asked as it approached the group accompanied by a metallic sound as well.

Trageta and the others turned and noted the approach of a number of Saiya-jin as well a large suit of armor.

“Uncle Raditz, abuelo-san, Ed says that Vegeta-tousan’s been kidnapped and we’re not at the level he is to scan the universe for his energy. Have you…?” Goten could not complete his inquiry.

“No, we have not severed the bond. We will leave that for Areus to decide but Kakarrot has been made to understand that some alliances are formed in the pleasurable manner. He’s too powerful for us to take him down,” Raditz replied.

“What kind of creatures could over power Areus?” Sunrissa asked as she and the king approached along with her aunt, Bardock and Paragus.

“They had slimy skin, blackish green in color, big hammer shark heads and tentacles for fingers,” Alphonse explained.

“What or who are you?” Bardock asked as he turned to Alphonse.

“My name’s Alphonse Elrick, I’m a nineteen year old soul trapped in this suit of armor in punishment for a fatal error using alchemy,” Al’s metallic voice spoke.

“I thought that was the pair of you but couldn’t be sure. Good to see you. What brings you here and why the gathering?” a light voice asked.

“Shuichi! Dude, you’ve changed!” Ed exclaimed, eyes wide in disbelief.

“Just gender, my friend. What’s this about Sire being kidnapped?” Kurama asked as he Hiei, the Blade Children and Sohma family all joined the Saiya-jin.

Kakarrot had gone to sate his never-ending hunger and nearly choked on what he had just stuffed in his mouth.

“Vegeta’s been kidnapped? How long ago?” the large Saiyan asked as he dropped whatever foodstuffs he’d been holding.

“Not long. Half hour, if that. The beings teleported after they rendered him unconscious with something I couldn’t see,” Al responded.

“You can see in that thing?” Hiei asked in a skeptical manner.

“Sure, soul’s can see but…Sire?” Al asked.

“We’ll get him back. I’ll find and bring him home, don’t worry!” Kakarrot promised as he closed his eyes to feel across his bond with the prince.

Meanwhile, the king, Bardock, Paragus and several other generation Saiya-jin following Queen Vegetanna stood agape in surprise.

“We eliminated that rabble before the prince was born! How…?” Paragus pondered.

“Same as the other races. The ruling class got the hell outa Dodge before things got crazy. Don’t forget what a time we had doing that job. Those things turned out to be Saiyan collectors for one of Frieza’s many associates. If they have Areus…Bardock!” The king teetered off balance and his mate caught him.

“Easy, my love. We’ll find him. I don’t know how, but we will. Kakarrot, we’re giving you another chance. I understand you and he have reached a level far beyond the conventional Super Saiyan level. Use that and find your mate,” Bardock ordered his younger son, who nodded.

“Anyone who wants to come, follow me outside the arena. We don’t want to disrupt Cyborg and Wu Fei’s battle,” Kakarrot mentioned the battle that was in progress.

“All of you who are set to fight in these matches stay here,” Sakyou nodded. “Kakarrot, know this. I never want to hear of you hurting Vegeta again. I know I’m only human but if it will save him from you, I will terminate our alliance and remove Earth from U.C.A.P. Which do you think will hurt more? Think about it,” and with that, Sakyou took his wife and returned to the VIP booth.

“He wouldn’t actually do that, would he?” Trageta asked in a worried tone.

“Dad doesn’t like to see matousan hurt in any way and will do what he thinks is right to protect him. Let’s go find ma,” Vetorro nodded.

“Let me locate him first then we’ll leave and I promise not to interfere with Vegeta’s well set plans ever. We’ll fight out any differences from now on in true Saiyan style,” Kakarrot nodded then left the arena followed by the others.

Meanwhile, whatever Vegeta had been injected with wore off and his conscious returned. Shaking the heaviness from his head, the prince sat up.

“Ung, where am I?” Areus asked to no one.

“You’re on prison transport ship #5 for the Slmbarvian empire. We are some of the unwilling visitors those fish heads have captured over time. You…You look familiar. Could you be King Vegeta or Bardock?” a voice asked

“King Vegeta? I don’t look that much like him anymore and as for resembling Bardock, I am mated to one of his cubs. How do you know that pair, anyway?” Areus asked as he took hold of his Pilzaro tail.

“Y-your tail! That is not a Saiyan tail. What manner of creature are you?” the speaker remarked.

“Oh, have no doubt, I am the second Prince of All Saiya-jin, I’m just slightly more elevated than any others. I have a vague memory of you,” the prince said.

“I am Redonio, this is Russet, Idaho, Snopea and five thousand others who have been captured throughout that time. We were sent on to clear Slmbarvia and did a decent job of it. We were returning to Vegeta when our ship ran into trouble. We had to make an emergency landing for repairs. During maintenance, we were overtaken, captured and have been on this transport ever since,” Redonio explained.

“How is the outside world? Has it changed over much?” Russet inquired which set the prince on a long explanation of how each planet represented had been destroyed by Frieza.

Vegeta also related how before said destruction, the kings had sent vast numbers of the populous on fake planet clearings and told them never to return to their homes.

“So, we’re homeless, then. Figures, that Ice maggot got his rocks off making others suffer. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to join my family in Other World,” one of the other prisoners lamented.

The prince shook his head then lapsed into the explanation of how Raditz, Nappa, Paragus, Broly and himself had survived, how Frieza had given them a very big planet clearing job that was too much for just three Saiya-jin. That Raditz had remembered the race had sent off his baby brother, Kakarrot and every detail up to the prince’s being on the prisoner transport. The news of the races having been restored elevated the usual somber mood that hung in the prison hold. The other prisoners related how their cleaning/purging parties had been captured or lured into such by promises of never ending battle for the Saiya-jin, never ending parties for the Rockaria-jin and whatever the Tsuria-jin could ask for in the way of beauty.

“Hey, you maggots, look alive in there! Chow time!” a deep voice bellowed followed by a trough being shoved under a space between the cell bars and the floor.

The other prisoners began to move when they noted the prince stayed in the corner he had been sat in, thus moved back to their own spaces. Vegeta took one look at the stench laden, worm infested rotting mess before them and his stomach turned over on itself. Well, compared to these, he had been living the life of his birthright, so anything less than freshly killed or hand cooked had lost its appeal. Getting to his feet, Vegeta pointed a finger to the trough, completely vaporizing it.

“We might be prisoners but we’re not pigs! How dare you feed us such trash!” the prince snarled.

The other prisoners looked on in shock and disbelief that their dinner had been destroyed. The guard snarled the shot Vegeta a defiant death glare that would have intimidated lesser creatures. The prince rolled his eyes, shook his head and reached into his gi to fish out his capsule case.

“Puhlease, my adopted sons back home and myself can do that and follow through on the threat. Mine can roast you at the same time. Here, my friends, eat hearty,” the prince threw a capsule that he had selected from the wallet.

The capsule exploded into an exceedingly large banquet table laden with various kinds of dishes and enough to feed every prisoner in the cell block. The prisoners did not hesitate to attack the fresher more appetizing food stuffs.

“What wizardry is this? These bars were meant to suppress chi, yet you vaporized the trough with little effort! Now, you produce food for this scum-Ahhhh!” the guard made choking sounds as if hands were around his throat.

“Don’t make me kill you, sushi for brains! I am the Prince of All Saiya-jin, I am the most power mortal being on this transport! Your flimsy outdated chi suppressors have no effect on me whatsoever. I’ve elevated above the common level of warrior and can snap you like a twig with an eye blink! I suggest you get outa here if you want to go on breathing,” and with that, Vegeta let the guard loose.

“His lordship shall hear of this outrage and you’ll be sorry!” the guard spat then ran out of the prison hold.

“Y-your highness! How did you do that?” Snopea inquired as a mutton bone hung from his mouth.

“A chi whip from the end of my tail. I can even get us out of here with little effort and take you all with me to Earth to rejoin the royalty of your races,” Vegeta smirked.

“That would be the wonder of wonders. Those bars are coated with something that prevents us from leveling up but you had no trouble. Please, if you can, get us off of here! I haven’t inhaled anything other than this air for many years,” Redonio sighed.

Vegeta wrinkled his nose and shivered in disgust. It was a wonder he could breath with the air being so foul, dank and dirty. With a nod of his head, the prince grabbed himself an armful of food then sat to formulate a plan of escape.

“There’s the wizard, lord, the new monkey we just captured. I felt he’d be trouble when I had a look at that tail of his. We all know that putrid apes shit race can’t be trusted,” the guard spat.

What transpired next was beyond belief. The guard ended up gasping for breath and Vegeta stood over him with a chi blast ready.

“H-how did you get out? No one has ever escaped from our prison hold. The Ice-jin made sure those suppressors controlled even a transformed Tsurian! The lord gaped like the fish head he was.

“That maybe but they stand no chance against a level ten legendary Super Saiyan! Oh, and for the record, I’m still behind bars, that’s just a second copy of myself,” Vegeta gloated after having sent out a split form of himself to deal with the guard.

“By Saiya, your highness but you’re a wonder to behold! Let’s blow this joint and turn these fish heads into sushi!” Russet bellowed.

“I have a much better idea. We will breakout, commandeer the vessel, I’ll contact new Slmbarvia and let the king handle his own mess. After that, I’ll take you all to Earth where others of our races are waiting and fighting in a dark Martial Arts tournament,” the prince nodded after he had recalled his second body.

The Slmbarvian lord laughed in mockery over Vegeta’s words. “Fool, Slmbarvia was destroyed many years ago along with that peace loving brother of mine. I sold the planet to Frieza and he told me he’d send in a purge team to wipe out any life forms that remained. Guards, take the new prisoner and all the others to the arena! We‘re gonna slaughter them all, now!” the lord ordered then left.

“Now, what, highness? We can’t fight them,” Idaho lamented.

“We haven’t seen battle in ages and there’s no room to train in this place,” one of the Tsurian prisoners added.

“Be patient,” Vegeta said, closed his eyes and felt along his life bond. Breathing a sigh of relief, the prince called the one who had inadvertently caused this crisis.

“KING VEGETA!” a group of voices said.

The prince opened his eyes and saw that the other Saiyan prisoners were on their knees in a bow, however, he felt himself being held from behind.

“Unless you have a death wish, you had better be my headstrong, jealous mate, Kakarrot,” the prince said then was turned only to be smothered by the one holding him.

‘Can you ever forgive my stupidity, love? Please, I’m no good without you,’ Kakarrot pleaded in mental voice.

‘Only if you realize that I would never cheat on you now that we are bonded and have several beautiful chimps to signify that union. Come, help me get these children off this vessel before those sushi brains return,’ Vegeta requested as the pair broke their embrace.

“The prince told us you were dead, sire, but it is so good to see you again,” Russet sighed as he and the rest of the prisoners stood.

“You as well, my friend, but let’s get off this ship and back to Earth. If these fish heads come to attack, they’ll have another thing coming,” King Vegeta smirked.

The prince instructed everyone to grab hold of one another and the royal houses encircled the mass. Yes, several members of all three captured races had materialized on the ship to take their children home, thus, in an eye blink, all five thousand prisoners and their rescuers instant transmitted from the ship and materialized in the hotel where the prince registered them, instructed they bathe, change, eat then be escorted to the battle arena where the prince and the others returned to find Heavy Arms and Edward Elrick in combat with one another. The pair was pretty even matched although Trowa just had his guns and bullets and Edward could transmute anything by using alchemy.

“I’m sorry for being such an idiot, Vegeta. I don’t know how you can stand to put up with me,” Kakarrot sighed as the pair nourished four of their eight newborns.

“I’ve had plenty of time to accept you as you are, although, now, the Kakarrot of the Saiyan race has re-emerged, sometimes that other brain-dead Kakarrot peeks out. I love you and these little ones, the pair before them, our elder twins and the ones on the way are proof of that. Now, no more talk, I wanna see what an alchemist can do against a fighting machine,” the prince said as he snuggled against his large mate with four infants contentedly feeding.