Sahl Kahn sits at his console, gazing out the viewing window at his planet's surroundings. He frowns, something had gone wrong... He didn't know what it was, but the woman was still in a good mood, he'd expected her to be groveling at his feet, begging him to bring Vegeta back to life, but instead... The woman remained as stubborn as ever. She was as bad as Vegeta if not worse... This angered him and he was growing sick of being so easy on her. "It is about time that I set things straight once and for all, I'm going to remove that little spore from her womb and I will finally berid of all the connections that she has with that... horrid prince..."
Yes, he would admit that he is jealous of the fact that Vegeta had such a beautiful mate that is souly devoted to him and even after killing him she remained strong. "Typical of saiyajins." He stands up and walks over to a glass table with a steel frame. He reaches over to a glass bottle that held a crimson colored wine within. He opens it's crystal laced plug and pours himself a bit into a wine glass. He sets the wine bottle on the table then takes the glass into his clawed hand, his sharp fingers tapping against the cold smooth surface. He brings the glass to his lips, his mouth exploding with the wine's sweet flavor. He holds the half full glass, licking his lips a bit with a smile. "Not bad..."
He hesitates, staring up at the darkening sky. He turns in a swift motion, gulping down the remains of his wine then setting the glass back on the table a bit too roughly, causing the glass to crack. He frowns and turns away from the table and heads towards the hallway that lead to her room. It was about time that the woman learned who her master is...
Vegeta awakens from sleep upon hearing a light beeping noise echoing from the main control room. He sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and yawns. How long had he been sleeping? No matter how long, he felt better after getting the well needed rest. He combs his fingers through his unruly hair as he walked to the main control. He could sense that Goku was sleeping as well. It must be night... I've probably been sleeping all damn day...well, night...whatever... you can't tell what time it is in space. Nothing but stars and planets... He taps the flashing red button and looks up to the screen to find a planet slowly growing bigger as the pod he and Goku shared approached it. He smirks, we'r almost there. Vegeta looks up without turning around, "Good, you're awake Kakarotto... We're approaching Sokna now so I suggest that we both get into something more appropriate than our night clothes."
Goku smiles sheepishly, his hair a bit messier than usual from sleeping and his tail hanging losely behind him as if it too were asleep. "Hai," he yawns, stretching his arms to the air and turning back to his room.
Vegeta watches Goku's retreating form then looks back to the screen. I'm almost there Bulma. So help me God, my son better be alright or that onore will have a lot more to worry about than just getting a few limps broken.~~~~~Sokna~~~~~
Bulma slinks through the shadows, Zelna at her side. Bulma had noticed that Zelna is wearing rather loose clothing that seemed more fit for a man than a petite girl her size. She pushes that thought away. She had a lot more to worry about than what an alien girl is wearing. her and her unborn son's lives depended on it.
Zelna taps Bulma's shoulder, motioning silently for Bulma to follow her and stay close.
Bulma nods, taking the girl's outstretched hand and running down the darkened hallway with her.
Sahl Kahn approaches Bulma's room and he opens the door, not bothering to knock. He looks around the empty room and growls. "Where the hell is she?! I thought I'd beable to sense her movement!!! Something is blocking me... I can feel it now. Someone with mental powers far stronger than mine, but... how is that possible?! Unless... that person has been hiding his or her gift from me." He turns around quickly, his black aura glowing around him, shadowing his features. "You cannot escape woman... you have no idea whom you are dealing with." He looks up realizing that Zelna was missing as well. His eyes widen when it finally dawns on him. "The girl... Is she the one shielding her? Have I been that gullible? I didn't even sense her growing power... She must've learned how to hide it from me!" He bolts down the hallway, his claws sharpening. "NOW I'M ANGRY!!!!" His black ki grows brighter around him as he flies down the hall, his eyes turning a shade of crimson as his anger rose. "NO ONE MAKES A FOOL OUT OF ME!"
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"We are now in Sokna's atomosphere," replies a mechanical voice.
Vegeta steps up, wearing the attire he'd bought on Tranzal a month ago. He had to keep his identity hidden, as well as Goku who stood at his side. He knows that Goku is anxious to fight after all the training that they'd done together. Vegeta feels the same, his tail tightening around his waist in reaction.
Goku held his power pole in it's holster behind his back, knowing fully well that he'd need the weapon since ki was out of the question. Goku was up to the challenge and perhaps he and Vegeta would win. He'd sensed that SahlKahn was physically weak and that he mainly depended on his power, making him appear stronger than what he seemed. His tail flits excitedly behind him.
Vegeta sighs, "Hide your tail damnit. If anyone sees it then they'll know and then what will be do huh? This race thrives on energy and saiyans were once their number one favorite when it came to their hunger."
Goku nods, his tail wrapping around his waist. "Gomen."
Vegeta brushes away the apology with a wave of his hand as the pod began to shake as it plunged through the atomosphere at great speed. Vegeta balls his fist, he was growing impatient... He couldn't help it, he was coming closer and closer to his pregnant mate. He wants to hold her to him and tell her its alright, but at this distance he had no idea what kind of trouble she could be in.
~~~~~Sokna~~~~~
Bulma gasps.
Zelna stops in her tracks, turning to Bulma who clutched her swollen middle with an expression of surprise.
"Bulma, is it time?"
Bulma nods as a puddle of warm liquid began pooling beneath her feet. "My water just broke," Bulma replies with a hint of pain etched in her voice.
To Be Continued...