Storm
I lay in bed. It was at the end of the month and the sun had long left the sky and I had
been round to Capsule Corp. almost everynight to train with Vegeta while training
with Goku during the day. This discipline thing for training wasn’t my sort of thing. I
picked up my General’s daughter novel and I just lay in bed reading it. There was
something about seeing the movie that had struck a cord of reality. And now the book
reminded me of that reality. The real world where the good guys don’t win. I flipped
the page casually and I looked up sensing someone come down the hallway. I sat up
as Goku opened my door. He smiled at me.
“Hey I thought you’d be up.” He said and walked in to my room and he shut the door
something he rarely ever did while talking to me.
“Is something wrong Goku?” I asked putting the photo of my friends back in to place
to mark the page of my book and put it down.
Goku sat on the end of the bed. “It’s this whole thing. You me under the same roof
and I can’t even-” He stopped.
I looked at Goku. “I think the time limit on the spell has run out. I knew I should of
put a time in there.” I remarked.
“Time limit?” Goku asked.
“Well with most spells you sometimes have to redo them to get the same effect they
last at least a month to a year and a day.” I replied.
Goku blinked. “How long has it been?” He asked.
“A year and a day since the spell.” I replied.
“Should we try it again?”
“No now is the time for us to move on properly no witchcraft involved. Which means
I might actually have to go live with Bulma for a while. I’m sure her and Vegeta must
of hooked up by now. If not now then in the next two months.” I remarked.
“You’ll still come to me for help going super saiyan right?” Goku asked.
I nodded. “Yeah I’ve got no choice.” I replied.
“So it’s settled you’ll go stay with Bulma for a while. Chi-chi’s going to miss having
another female round the house.” Goku smiled.
“Yeah I’ll call Bulma tomorrow and sort out a day to move in.” I replied.
The moving in to Bulma’s was fairly quick and stuff. I just needed me and one
capsule case for my stuff... man I love the capsule corp technology the whole idea of
cutting down on space is totally brillant.
Anyways Bulma showed me the room I’d be staying in it was a couple of doors down
from hers and Yamcha’s room. It was unfortunately closer to Vegeta’s. I guess her
and Yamcha still had that crazy idea of trying to set me up. But I was too tired to be
bothered with it. I spent most the day before packing training with Gohan. It’s
amazing how well I got along with him. But he was he same age as my cousin
Matariki, or just younger. I decided to leave out the part on her crush on Trunks from
my world. Because if I wasn’t careful from here on out Trunks might not exist.
I set my room up the way I wanted it to be to kind of remind me of my own bed room
set up and I sat down on the bed after shifting furniture about. I must of been sitting
there only about ten minutes in my own thoughts on missing home when I heard
Bulma and Vegeta arguing. Something about fixing the damn gravitron. That thing
needed constant repairs the way Vegeta abused it. I got up and looked outside to the
gravitron. The door open and smoke coming from the inside I looked down at
Yamcha who was training in the back yard. I wondered why he was so set on setting
me up with Vegeta. Was it because I was saiyan and that was a part of me he hated. I
knew the only saiyan’s he trusted were Goku and Gohan. He’d known them longer.
After our little thing I guess he wasn’t to quick to trust a female saiyan.
I stepped away from the window and turned round I looked to Vegeta standing in my
door way. “Busted the gravitron I see.” I remarked casually.
“And I demand you girl to fix it.” He snapped.
I looked at him and shrugged. “Oh yeah sure. Gee what no welcome Leona, make
yourself at home?” I drooled.
Vegeta let out a low growl. “Don’t test me girl.”
“You’re only bugging me because Bulma’s busy.” I replied.
“Just fix the damn thing I don’t have time to waste.” He growled.
“Okay okay gee snarky!” I snapped and walked out.
Vegeta followed me as I left the house and wandered up to the gravitron and looked
at the smoke. I looked over at Yamcha looking at the two of us. Vegeta then pushed
me in the middle of the back. “Get in there girl and fix the damn thing.”
“Hey watch it pal!” I snapped and stalked in.
I began to look over the blasted control panel from where all the smoke was coming
from and then looked over at Vegeta who then turned round and walked off.
I pulled the panel off and looked at the main cirut board. “Oh man.” I whined.
Just looking at the thing I knew it was going to take a while I couldn’t even see past
the main circut board there was that much smoke.
“Problem?” I heard Yamcha ask and I looked at him of the door of the gravitron.
“Vegeta is the problem. I just arrive today and now he thinks cause he’s a prince he
can boss me round, to clean up his mess.... I maybe half saiyan but that doesn’t mean
he’s above me. I’m half human and that human half chooses to ignore him.”
Yamcha walked in and behind me as I stretched my arm in to the panel where the
smoke was coming from and felt around then finding something foreign my hand
clasped round it and I pulled out a smoke capsule.
“Wha?” I blinked. I popped the cap and the smoke stopped coming from the capsule.
“Talk about rigged.” I remarked looking at the capsule corp logo. “Know anything
about this?” I asked.
Yamcha shook his head. “Actually no.” He replied.
“Uh-huh and this wasn’t part of a big plan for you and Bulma to see me up with mr.
I’ll-blast-you-if-I-don’t-get-my-own-way?” I asked crossing my arms.
Yamcha blinked and he jumped back looking extremely sheepish. “What? How’d you
hear about that?! Sure we were planning on doing it but I swear I had nothing to do
with this. If I did I wouldn’t be in here Vegeta would be wouldn’t he?”
I nodded slowly and sighed. “I’d rather not get set up with Vegeta okay, he’s too
proud for my liking anyway. Besides he won’t accept me. Even if I
wanted to and that’s a big IF...” I said placing the panel back on and looked round and
punched in a few codes testing the machine out.
“Door closing for gravity to begin.” A female electronical voice remarked.
I smirked and looked at Yamcha. “How are you at training in this thing?”
“I don’t know.” He replied as the door closed.
I pushed a few more buttons. “Starting off at ten times earth’s normal gravity.”
The room then began to dim a bit going red and I looked round feeling the pull at
every inch of my body. Yamcha looked at me and he crossed his arms.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked me.
“Well we have to test it don’t we to see if it was just the smoke capsule.” I
replied.
“And you think ten times gravity’s going to do it?” Yamcha asked.
“Better ten than being a pancake.” I replied. “Besides everything seems fine. We’ll
just send Vegeta back in here to test it out and if it kills him no big loss.” I
smirked.
Yamcha smiled at me. “You’re a very odd saiyan.”
“C’mon tell me honestly what saiyan alive actually likes Vegeta?” I asked.
Yamcha looked at me and he opened his mouth to reply.
“Apart from future boy.” I cut in. “Well he’s technically not alive yet. So he doesn’t
count.” I added quickly.
“Can I ask you about him?” Yamcha asked me.
“Yeah sure.”
“He’s your son from the future isn’t he? He did speak directly to you and Goku for
about the same length of time.” Yamcha said.
I blinked shocked the thought had never even crossed my mind that it could of
appeared that way to the others, I then pulled at my red hair and looked at Yamcha.
“It’s just he picked you out and stuff too. Well that’s mine and Bulma’s theory.”
Yamcha added looking at me.
“Well I don’t know. But he’s half saiyan Yamcha. So am I so unless I meet another
half saiyan that’s my age and not Gohan that is rather impossible don’t you
think?”
“Well there’s Vegeta.” Yamcha said as he walked up to me.
My body was suddenly aware of how close Yamcha was actually to my body. I had
noticed him only slightly getting closer.
“That would make him three quarters saiyan at least I think. I kinda flunked out on
maths.” I replied.
“Well either he’s a future son of Goku or he’s Vegeta’s son that much is possible. But
his hair color.” Yamcha touched the ends of my hair and I swallowed. He was
working it out and I saw him look down at me. I flushed quickly at the closeness and
looked down. “Now with hair that color means he got it from his mother’s side
obviously and wearing that jacket...” His voice was getting softer.
I looked up Yamcha had worked it out. He clicked suddenly.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered realising.
He nodded. “He told you didn’t he?” Yamcha asked.
I shook my head. “He didn’t have to. Even if Goku hadn’t told me about you guys I
would of still known who you were.”
“So what did he tell you about yourself?” Yamcha asked.
I swallowed. “I just vanished for fourteen years and when I returned I was still the
same age and Gohan was... all grown up.” I backed up a little.
“So you and Gohan huh?” Yamcha smirked and he stepped back.
I must say I was stronger than him I could of made him back off. I don’t know why I
didn’t though.
I fell over and I sighed. Yamcha looked at me.
“You are not to tell anyone! You can not jeapordize this boy’s existance.” I said.
Yamcha looked at me. “You expect me to sit back and let Vegeta take Bulma from
me huh??” He walked up to me. “I love Bulma with every part of my body. I’m not
giving her up easily.” He snapped at me.
I stood up and started prodding him in the chest. “You are not to jepordize anything
you do I will hunt you down and kill you got it and you know I can!” I snapped
back.
Yamcha’s hand shot out and grabbed my tail. I looked at him. “What the-?”
“Try and kill me now.” He looked at me.
“Fine then you asked for it!” I shouted I began to power up a blast but then Yamcha
then pulled at my tail with great strength pulling it out and I fell over backwards.
Yamcha threw the tail to the side.
“That hurt.” I growled it felt like I lost a limb the pain incredible.
Yamcha crossed his arms again. I looked up at him. “If Vegeta gets Bulma then what
happens to me?” He asked.
I looked down. “Work it out yourself.” I grumbled. ‘Are we having an
argument?’ I thought suddenly and I calmed myself down.
Yamcha looked down at me. “You happen to me. But you stopped it last time why?”
He asked his voice was still slightly pissed off sounding.
“Because I still felt for another and I’m only here because he feels the same way back
but I couldn’t be that person. That other person.” I replied and I sighed.
Yamcha sat down next me and he pushed some hair out of my face.
“That’s what Vegeta meant. That’s why he won’t ever be with you. Because Goku
beat him to you.” He remarked I kept my eyes down cast.
“Does Chi-chi know?” Yamcha asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
“Yet you’re still going to train with Goku?”
“I have no choice. Goku is the only super saiyan I know.”
Yamcha looked at me. “You’re still in love with Goku aren’t you?” His voice
softened.
I think the gravity was keeping me to the ground. But I just made it look like I was
tired. Truth had it I wouldn’t be able to move anyway I was weakened with no
tail.
“We did a spell to break the bond but it didn’t break the feelings. Those have to be
done through moving on.” I explained.
“You’ve got alot going on with you.” Yamcha remarked.
I looked at Yamcha. “Now I have to train to get my strength back I’ll be lucky if I can
stand after you yanking my tail out like that.” I huffed.
“Don’t worry it’ll grow back. I didn’t cut it off.” Yamcha replied.
“You still pulled my tail out and I’m pissed about that.” I frowned.
I felt Yamcha suddenly help me up and he shut the gravitry off. He looked at me.
“Well lets bring Vegeta in for the test run. I want to see if it’ll blow up again.” he
grinned and helped me out.
Vegeta looked at the two of us as Yamcha helped me out.
“What took you so long?” He asked.
“Well oscar the grouch we had to test it. But it’s all yours oh and don’t mind my tail
Yamcha removed it.” I replied.
Vegeta blinked. “What? you idiot that might of been our only leverage above the
androids!” He growled at Yamcha.
“It’ll grow back I pulled it out I didn’t cut it off.” Yamcha replied.
Vegeta huffed and he walked in to the gravitron.
I looked to Yamcha. “I should slap you for pulling my tail out.”
“The question is can you?” Yamcha smirked as he helped me inside.
“Smart ass.” I grumbled. He knew I was weak and he was rubbing it in.
We entered the lounge to find Bulma watching television and Yamcha helped me sit
down.
Bulma looked at us. “What happened?” she asked.
“Oh nothing Yamcha just yanked my tail out.” I grumbled.
“Well Goku got stronger without his tail.” Bulma remarked.
“I’m not Goku though.” I said sliding down in the chair. I then looked at Bulma.
“Wait if you’re just watching television then why did Vegeta bug me to fix gravitron
thingie?” I asked.
“I told him to find someone else who could. He must of picked you over my father.”
Bulma replied. “Sorry about that. If I had known-”
“No it’s okay.” I looked to the television and blinked as I saw an animated version of
Humphrey Bogart on the screen. I looked to Bulma. “You guys have him in this world
oh wow.” I smiled finally after two years a familiar icon from my own.
“Oh yeah I love this movie.” Bulma smiled. “Have you seen it? Cassablanca.”
I nodded. “This is like the most best movie he’s ever done. This is what I needed to
see something familar. Man when I saw this movie the first time I cried. Chhaya told
me to see the black and white version because the color one is kind of off
putting.”
“Oh that’s for sure. After about half an hour I forget it’s black and white and I’m just
right in to the story.” Bulma smiled.
“Well I’ll leave you two I’m going to train.” Yamcha said getting up and walking
out.
“You better because when I get my strength back I’m going to kick your ass.” I
grinned. Yamcha looked at me and he walked out and he smiled.
In the next month I was watching Bulma and Vegeta carefully, Vegeta more to see if
he showed any signs of emotional attachment to Bulma. I figured out Vegeta’s lingo,
pretty much when he shouted ‘Woman’ he was expecting Bulma to come. When he
shouted ‘Girl’ he was expecting me and when ever he made a refrence to Yamcha it
was ‘human’ or ‘weakling’. I got along okay with Vegeta as okay as one could “get
along” with him. We trained on occassion but alot of the time I was just a ‘girl’ and
‘in his way’
On this sunny afternoon I sat with my soda on a deck chair basking in the rays and
getting a tan to my pasty animated skin, listening to one of my cd’s the song by that
really catchy Train band ‘Drops of Jupiter’
I just lay there on that deck chair watching the gravitron buzzing away. While
Yamcha trained close by. I saw him look my way and shake his head at me. Here he
and Vegeta were training hard core and I was just um... being me... Lazy. Hey it was
hot as if I was going to work a sweat up in that heat.
Bulma came wondering out and she looked at me. “Lee can you come inside for a
moment I want you to help me with this invention of mine.” She said.
I nodded and got up and followed Bulma inside.
When Bulma got me in the lounge she stopped and looked at me. “I have a
problem.”
“Well we all have problems.” I replied. I looked at her suddenly knowing it wasn’t an
invention that she had a problem with.
“I mean a big one that’s due in under nine months.” Bulma said.
I blinked. “What?” I looked outside.
“You don’t need to pretend you don’t know who the father is. Yamcha and I had an
argument three weeks ago about what you told him. We kind of broke up and by the
end of that week me and Vegeta we...” Bulma sighed.
‘Damnit it happened right under my nose and I still didn’t see how they got
together!!’ I thought. ‘Well this is going to be a mystery for all
eternity.’
“Slept together now I’m pregnant and I don’t know who to tell either Yamcha or
Vegeta.” Bulma finished.
“Well tell Vegeta first being he is the father. But what did Yamcha tell you
exactly?”
Bulma shrugged. “Just that the child I’m having was going to be Vegeta’s and that he
couldn’t stand that. He said the child would be strong though.” She replied.
“Nothing about who he was?” I asked.
Bulma shook her head. “No. Why do you ask?” She asked.
“I don’t know.” I replied and looked outside.
“I think that boy from the future could be your son though. Did he tell you if he was? I
mean he was saiyan and all and Yamcha told me about you and Goku. It wouldn’t
surprise me after all that boy was a super saiyan and having two saiyans for parents.
Well that would explain it.”
I looked at Bulma suddenly surprised. “Yamcha told you? Oh that’s it he is soooo
dead.” I frowned.
Why did everyone think Trunks was my son? I don’t know I mean c’mon genes
people I don’t have purple hair in my family line! I have like Black, black, black and
then red. My child I knew though would have my mother’s black hair and possibly
brown eyes if not then the color of blue which was next in the gene pool. I looked out
the window trying to determine my child. The one that I would take back with me to
my world.
“What makes you think he’s my son?” I asked.
Bulma looked at me. “Well You have odd colored hair for a saiyan.” She replied.
“I suppose being as I can’t see in to my own future yet I can see in to everyone elses.
But there are also blonde saiyans and blue haired saiyans.” I shrugged. I decided I
might as well play -I-don’t-know- with Bulma.
“Yamcha only told me when I threatened that he couldn’t come anymore. In the
argument he said a few things about you.” Bulma said softly and touched me on the
shoulder. “Something about the two of you that nearly happened but didn’t.”
I bit my lower lip. “I... um... can explain that.”
Bulma smiled that forgiving smile that all animated characters seem to have. “The
boy from the future said you two were meant to be. I say accept it. Yamcha’s a great
guy with a good heart.”
“You’re trying to set me up with your ex boyfriend who is over a decade older than
me?” I asked turning round from the window.
Bulma looked at me. “Just think about it Lee.”
“I’m thinking and I’m going no.” I replied quickly.
I went to walk outside and Bulma grabbed my arm. “He needs somebody.”
“We need to have our greif periods too or it will never work out.” I replied. “Later
maybe. But not right now. I don’t think I can handle that.” I walked out.
The next day Bulma tried to make it up for being pushy with me by taking me
shopping with Chi-chi. But Bulma hadn’t said a word to Chi-chi of what Yamcha had
told her yet the whole thing was awkward now that it was partially out in the open.
I have to say this never wear high heel shoes while shopping especially when with
those two and I thought me Chhaya and Iris were bad these two- damn...
When we got back to Capsule Corp I totally collapsed ont he couch exhusted. It was
worst than training. I mean sure I could keep up with Bulma the first time but this
time it was Bulma and Chi-chi. I saw Goku in the back yard talking to Yamcha.
While Gohan was looking in the gravitron window at Vegeta obviously training.
Piccolo was no where in site probably meditating in some far of forest or something
or training with his self... it’s strange that split form he does.
Goku, Yamcha and Gohan came inside and Goku looked at me I saw Bulma and
Yamcha look at him curiously. “Uh Lee you okay?” He asked.
“Give me training over that anyday... I promise I’ll train more often.” I whined.
Bulma chuckled. “And I was beginning to worry that we wouldn’t be able to keep up
with you being the younger woman here.”
“No way... I like to shop yeah sure, what girl don’t... but that was more than shopping
that was torture.” I sighed “I should of worn sneakers.”
“Uh why didn’t you then?” Yamcha asked.
I looked at him. “What sneakers with this skirt?”
I saw Yamcha thump his forehead and shake his head.
“Why didn’t you just wear a different skirt?” Gohan asked.
“Well I don’t have any other skirts and it’s too damn hot to wear jeans. But now I’m
fashionably sussed.” I yawned.
“So will you be coming round to train tomorrow?” Gohan asked.
“If my feet will let me... or the rest of my body.” I groaned.
Yamcha smirked. “Serves you right I learned my lesson long ago.”
“Hey watch it, don’t get me upset or in the words of Marcellas Wallace ‘I’m gonna git
medieval on your ass.’...” I remarked.
Yamcha looked at me. “Who?”
“Awww what no Quentin Tarantino in this dimension? unfair.”
I saw Goku blink and he looked at Chi-chi.
“Oh we were talking the other day about simularities in our words.” Bulma
replied.
“You know familar icons I can admire so I don’t feel so home sick.” I replied.
Bulma looked at me. “You miss your home?” She asked.
I nodded slowly. “At times. Like me sitting here right now knowing that my mother is
sick in hospital and I can’t do anything. It hurts you know. She saw what was going to
happen to me. I could tell in her face and she was crying when I left her.”
“But you go home anyway.” Yamcha spoke up.
“To what though. I saw what happens in my world the androids get there too I saw
Twenty kill my friend Chhaya and Seventeen kill my friend Iris.” I stood up. “I guess
I better train then, his battle is moving through to my world now and I can’t stand by
and do nothing. Future boy didn’t. I won’t.” I walked outside I could feel the group of
them stare after me as I left.
Strange how sudden realisation seemed to be the motivation I needed. I stood in the
middle of the backyard changed from my outfit in to my yardrat pants and nifty boots
and yardratian shirt and I saw Piccolo standing there.
“You want to train girl. Follow me. I got the area you can do it in.” He said.
I nodded and he took off to the skies and I powered up and followed. What made me
follow Piccolo I guess because he’s probably one of the strongest fighters and he
seemed to know everything and I didn’t need to say anything.
I spent three months training in the wilderness with Piccolo. Much like he trained
Gohan he left me to fend for myself simple really and he came back for a sparring and
so forth near the end of the three months. He didn’t go easy on me I think he knew I
didn’t have much time because I was suppose to get pregnant shortly really hard with
and A-sexual being in the wilderness.When we both felt Vegeta’s power level leave
the planet for space where I knew he would train “unhindered by the distractions
of earth” As he would later claim. Piccolo stopped the sparring we were in the
middle of and watched as the ship in the distance streaked out to space kinda like a
falling star in reverse really.
“Return back to capsule corp.” Was all Piccolo said.
“But Piccolo-” I began to protest once the ship had gone.
“Don’t you remember what Trunks said?” Piccolo said.
I nodded. “Yes.” I sighed.
“We need you to fight the androids. Best to get the pregnancy over and done with now
leaving you a year left to train and get back in to shape. Than giving you a few days.”
He said crossing his arms across his chest.
I nodded slowly adn lifted up off the ground leaving Piccolo standing alone in the
wilderness where he seemed to spend most his time.
“Understood.” I said before flying off.
Piccolo was such a hard ass I really thought Vegeta was bad. But Piccolo was just as
bad. I guess he was thinking strategically for the up coming battle poor guy wasn’t
informed that it takes time the whole working out between womanly cycles an stuff
for the right time. I sighed as I flew I really didn’t want to get pregnant how many
times had I been warned about my playing round with guys that would end me up
bare foot and pregnant. But I had taken the warnings in and now it was being forced
upon me. The future depending on it.
I was so off in thinking that when I landed I walked straight in to doc as he was
coming out of capsule corp. He looked at me as I landed really ungracefully on the
ground on my butt.
“Owwwwww...” I whined and flopped back and my head landed on a foot and I
looked up at Yamcha looking down at me.
“Nice view.” I grinned.
I saw him blush suddenly I guess they weren’t use to lines like that. He helped me
up.
“C’mon training with Piccolo wasn’t that hard. Was it?” Yamcha asked.
I looked at him. “No it was about the same as training with Vegeta. At least Goku
goes easy on me. But what I really need is that super saiyan power.” I replied.
The two of us walked in side and I saw Bulma with a large tub of ice cream sitting on
the couch watching television. “Oh Lee you’re back.” She smiled.
I gave a little wave. “Yeah Piccolo sent me back. I’m kinda glad two more days and I
woulda wasted away in to nothing. But right now I need to clean up and change in to
something cleaner. So catch ya in a bit.”
I left heading to my room at Capsule corp and grabbing a pair of denim overalls, a
black tank top and some underwear with a towel I headed in to the shower.
After cleaning up I wandered out to my room and flopped down on the bed. I heard
my door click shut and I looked over I sat up looking at Yamcha standing by the door.
It was a very bold move for him. I looked at the curtian covering the sliding door to
the outside balcony. Yamcha stepped in to my view and he sat down on the bed.
I felt suddenly nervious like the whole world depended on what was going to happen.
he looked just as nervious as I felt. I figited with my hands in my lap.
“This whole knowing the future thing. It’s killing me Yamcha. I don’t know if I can-”
I stopped and looked out the curtian seeing the sunset the animated glow and waver of
heat in the vision. “keep seeing and telling you guys on what’s going to happen.”
Yamcha just put his arm round me and I rested my head on his shoulder.
“We probably don’t make it easy on you huh?” He asked.
“Not really.” I replied with a sigh.
“Have you seen anything to do with us? As in you and me?” Yamcha asked.
I looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah kinda. The signs are there in the visions.”
“Well how about we make a start on the us thing?” He smiled.
I smirked. “Are you asking me out?”
I saw Yamcha go a bright red. “I ah... um... yeah. I guess.” He replied nerviously and
rubbed the back of his neck.
“I love how you do that it’s so cute.” I smiled.
“Do what?” He asked looking round in typical anime confusion.
I pulled his arm away from the back of his neck and he clicked and blushed
again.
“That.” I said smiling. I looked over at the sun setting out the window and I curled up
in to Yamcha. I felt him wrap his arms around me I don’t think it seemed to bother
him that much that I was stronger than him and going to get stronger. I think what we
were both worried about was how much of what I had seen would actually
happen.
Waking up the following morning I sat up remembering the dreams of the night and I
clutched the crystal round my neck I looked over at Yamcha still sound asleep and I
leant over his sleeping form and grabbed my dream diary from the bedside table and a
pena dn I began to write down what I saw in my dream. Things that with my being
there in the other world happened. My future self had got the plans for the destruction
of the androids. She had held them in her hand as she flew. And like a bolt of
lightening she had been stuck out of the sky by eighteen.
My future self had hit the ground hard. When the androids saw those plans they went
straight out for my demise, I hated the feeling of remembering the running like
Trunks had described. Explostion after explotion and buildings callapsing round me
in the town known as Bridge Town- the town where future Gohan died.
The two of them powering up a double attack toward my future self then I
remembered my future self smirking at them then performing a ghost manevour and
placeing to two fingers to her forehead she vanished. Arriving in the after life right
next to where King Yemma was stationed. My future self hadn’t died. She’d gone to
the after world to find the doc Bulma’s father. King Yemma had let her.
There she had begun looking for the man who knew how to decifer Dr. Gero’s
scribbles. The search took four years in the after life where my other self was reunited
with Gohan who in death had recieved his lost arm back.
His words to my future self “Take care of Trunks when you go back.”
After finding the doc and getting his help my future self headed back only to find
Trunks had gone to the past. My future self had gone out there to find her daughter.
She had lied to everyone she hadn’t taken the child away from harm she had hidden
the girl in a world of destruction. She had lied to everybody. But why? The dream
ended with my future self sending my daughter on to Kame house for shelter and she
had stood off against the androids only to die in a blast of bright light as she saw
Trunks returning from the future to train for his battle against the androids of the
past.
I put the dream diary away the pages of descriptions of the dream almost had me in
tears my daughter nearly eighteen years of age and now she had no family.
“I
have to talk to Trunks when he gets back. I have to tell him about her.” I
whispered.
I looked over at Yamcha still sound asleep the feeling of running from the androids
still with me. I touched the side of Yamcha’s face running my finger over teh star
shaped scar. I flet his hand snap up and grab my wrist startling me.
He opened his eyes and looked up at me. “Another vision?” He asked.
“Our daughter she’s all alone out there. I never took her back to my world.”
“What?” Yamcha sat up and he looked at me. “But that guy said-”
“My future self lied. I don’t know why. But I saw my death I survived longer than
future boy thought. When he was telling Goku of the on goings of his time. My future
self was dying at that time in his world. I saw it all I even saw the plans my future self
held them in her hands as they killed her. She had the plans and they killed her before
she could get them to Bulma.” I explained my throat was suddenly dry.
“We have a daughter? I hope she’s alright.” Yamcha whispered I felt him brush hair
from my face.
“She’s not even born yet Yamcha. But man I wonder if Trunks even found out that I
had survived running through the after life looking for doc to help decifer Dr. Gero’s
plans of shut down?” I asked.
Yamcha shook his head. “Probably not. That could of been why you saw it.”
“Yamcha I don’t like that. The way I died. It actually scared me.” I said.
“We can change it.” Yamcha said softly just before his lips captured mine. “But first
we got to start it.” He whispered against my lips.
Trunks and Alethea were born three months apart. Alethea she was so sweet looking
she had black hair and strange enough my grandfather’s blue eyes. I knew she would
though from my vision when I had seen her all grown up I looked at her in the baby
form and I almost cried fearing the future of her alternative self.
Yamcha had to pry her from me to calm me down. He looked good in father hood I
just really wish he had not worn his red gi to the hospital for the birth but beggers
can’t be choosers I suppose. After her birth I went straight back in to training to lose
the baby weight I spent time on and off at Goku’s training to be a super saiyan while
Yamcha played daddy at his place. It was unfair Vegeta had returned form space and
he was bragging consistantly about being a super saiyan.
But by the end of the few days Goku had taught me to harness that weak link to
become a super saiyan that he’d found when I told him about my dream of the future
he had used my love and concern for my future daughter to help me reach super
saiyan. And it worked and with only a week to spare.
But what scared me when I was flying back to show Yamcha that I was a super saiyan
like in my vision I happened to be flying over Bridge Town to be knocked out of the
sky like a bolt of lightening and when I hit the ground I remembered looking up in to
the face of Eighteen.
“Hey Dr. Gero is this the one?” Eighteen asked.
I looked over at Dr. Gero standing there he looked at me and smirked. “Yes this is the
woman Goku is seeing.” He replied.
I backed up and powered up to Super Saiyan I looked over to see the remote in his
hand the device that shut the androids down.
“This isn’t suppose to happen.” I whispered. ‘Not now. I never got to speak to
Trunks again. I never got to tell him to watch over her.’ I thought panicked.
Then I remembered that I was suppose to go home my eyes went wide. There was
only one way and it was to late to even let out a scream as dodged a blast from the
three of them. I ran quickly hoping to find a less painful escape from that dimension...
It was then I saw the storm clouds.
“CHHAYA!!!!” I shouted and I leapt up and flew directly in to the cloud.
When I sat up suddenly I found myself in a hospital there was no animated colors any
more everything looked real and my entire being was trembling I looked to the drip in
my arm then to the bed next to me as Chhaya and Iris sat there they looked at
me.
“Welcome back to the world of the living.” Iris smiled.
“I’m alive?” I asked.
Chhaya nodded. “Luckily we performed some pow wow magick to heal you.”
I looked round and I tired my best to move from the bed.
Iris and Chhaya forced me to lie back down. “We called you back girlie now stay
back. We’re not letting you go again.”
“But my stuff you sent me?!” I asked.
“Well call it back later we just want you for now. The power of three.” Iris
replied.
I flopped back down I’d left my daughter in the other world to face the strange
dangers of the andorids with not even a good bye.
“Now rest.”Chhaya ordered.
To Be Continued...
