War of Worlds

By B_chan

Chapter Three: A Super Super Star

A month had passed since earth was invaded. The earthlings mourned for the millions that had died and the loss of their great champion, Mister Satan. However, the people of earth were moving on. They were starting to rebuild damages caused by the shock wave from the explosions and they had selected a new man to be their world Champion. Now if only that man was more willing to fill the roll.

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Bulma stared at the newspaper in front of her. Spread all along the kitchen table was tabloids, magazines, posters, etc. The sales on pink shirts with the words BADMAN written on the back had sky rocketed. Who would have thought pink would turn into such a manly color?

Bulma sighed and put down the newspaper. The stuff on the table was only a small portion of the media on her husband and family. Hundred of articles were about herself and her children. Everyone wanted to run tests on Vegeta, Trunks, and Bra. Some crazy science person had even showed up at Trunks office, tried to strap him down on his desk, and run tests on the Capsule Corps President. Trunks came running out of his office, clothes all roughed up and a nurse in a short shirt chasing after him with a needle.

Bulma for the most part had tried to keep her self out of the papers; Bra on the other hand was thriving in it. She’d been a rising star before the invasion, and now she was on top. Her songs broke the records and she’d gotten tons of movie roles offered to her; Bra turned them all down, no longer interested in making movies. The blue haired demi-Saiya-jin had gone back to doing a few photo-shots just for the fun of it. She kind of missed posing for the camera and trying on the latest fashions.

"Model, actress, singer," said Bulma, shaking her head. "What’s next? It’s too bad Trunks isn’t so daring. He could be making a huge profit if he started appearing in Capsule Corps ads."

She shook her head and looked at the clock. "Might as well go back to work on my projects. I wonder when Vegeta will come back…?" Bulma sighed as she refilled her coffee mug and got up to go to her lab. After a week of being hounded by unwanted fans and news media, the Prince of Saiya-jins had taken the easy way out and disappeared on another one of his long training secessions. He was so popular now that he’d even been found once out in the middle of nowhere. Bulma knew this because she’d turned on the TV one day to see him doing a slow kata. Once he’d realized he’d been found he’d flown off.

"At this rate I’ll never see him again," sighed Bulma, lifting the mug up to her lips. "I’d better call Juuhachi to help me with the project. I have a feeling we’re going to need it soon."

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Out in space, a large battle ship glided through the empty black.

"Admiral Jaki," saluted one of the crewmembers.

"Yes?" said an averaged-sized man. He had bright orange hair blown back like a hedgehog; the tip of his long mane almost touched the floor. His eyes were a light sky blue without any pupils and his ears were long and elfish. His features were strong and handsome, with two black checks across each cheek. He was slender, but still muscular. He wore a black cap over his blue military uniform.

"Admiral, we will soon be with in viewing range of planet 225-963-007. What are your orders?"

"Hmm...." hummed the admiral, tapping his chin. "Tenma was defeated by these seemingly weak creatures. There must be a few on that planet that have a much higher power levels. I need more data. Find out just how Tenma and his crew were defeated and report back to me."

"Yes admiral," the crewman saluted and went to give out orders.

"This had better be worth it," whispered the alien. "I will not have my time wasted on weaklings when I could be fighting rebel scum."

"Planet 225-963-007 now in range."

"On screen," said Jaki.

The giant screen in front of the orange haired alien blinked on to revel a peaceful blue and green planet floating in space.

"We’re picking up readings from the surface," said one crewman. "There are multiple locations on the planet’s surface that suggest a powerful plasma cannon was fired at it, perhaps one of ours."

"Ahh, Tenma you fool. You let them now you were coming. You always were one to just barge into a fight. Well know thy enemy and now thy self they say. I will not be taken by surprise by these pathetic creatures."

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Bra walked downstairs in a black leather, form-fitting long tailed coat. She wore long black leather boots, and a crimson backless, sleeveless shirt held up by the tie around her neck. And, to complete the outfit, tight red stretch pants.

"Mom!" she called, grabbing her keys. "I’m heading over to the Fashion Frenzy building for my photo shoot!" She looked around for her mother. "Mom?!" she called again.

"In here!" came Bulma’s muffled voice from her lab. Bra sighed, she should have checked there first-her mother was in there just about every day. Bra walked into the lab and watched her mother at work. She was more then a little surprised to see Juuhachi standing in the middle of a bunch of scanners without any clothes on. The scans finished and Bulma handed Juuhachi a white lab coat to put on.

"Do you think that’s enough data?" asked the android.

"It’s enough to get started on with the basic blue print." She turned and looked over her shoulder at Bra. "Oh, hi honey. Have fun at the photo shoot."

"What are you two up to?" asked Bra. She wasn’t stupid, she knew almost as much about computers as her mother. Although, Trunks and her mother were still better then she’d ever be at designing and creating new inventions.

"Oh, just working on a little pet project," said Bulma. "I don’t know how it’ll all come out so you’ll have to wait for me to finish."

"Oh, okay," said Bra. "I’m going now."

"Bye," called Bulma as Bra left the room.

"Boy, I wonder what mom could possible be building with Juuhachi, of all people. Strange," she said, leaving Capsule Corps and walking to her car.

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"Admiral."

Jaki turned around to see the same crewman from earlier.

"Admiral, we have that data you requested."

"Good, show me."

The crewman walked over to a computer station and began pressing buttons. The overhead screen began to display images.

"This," said the crewman "is the Saiya-jin Prince, Vegeta. He is responsible for killing Tenma."

"I see," said Jaki. "No wonder, he was defeated if he was fighting a Saiya-jin." Jaki frowned. "I don’t like this, Saiya-jins are suppose to be extinct. How did this one survive the destruction of his home world? Saiya-jins supposedly have unlimited potential to become stronger. Do you have any data on just how powerful this Saiya-jin Prince is?"

"No sir, we don’t know just how strong he is, but we do know he is a top fighter. He’s reached the super Saiya-jin level." The screen changed to show footage of Vegeta’s fight with the 12 soldiers, this transformation to super Saiya-jin, the destruction of Tenma’s ship, and Tenma’s defeat at the hands of the Saiya-jin. The frown on Jaki’s face got bigger.

"We can not even begin to estimate this Saiya-jin’s power level. There is no data about Super Saiya-jins in our database."

"I do not think I can defeat his man in a fair fight," said Jaki.

"Surely, admiral you are-"

Jaki cut him off in mid speech. "No, Saiya-jins are not a race to be taken lightly. If I am to fight him, I must have an advantage over him-one that would cripple him in a fight. What other data do you have?"

"We have records and news reports from the natives, marriage and family information, past fights in a tournament called-"

"Tell me the family information," said Jaki, cutting him off once again.

"Yes, Admiral," said the crewman, bringing up the data.

"This is his mate," the screen showed a picture of Bulma. "Bulma Briefs, owner of a massive business called Capsule Corps; retired. We are unsure of her age; according to our information she should be in her 60s, but her physical appearances does not fit that of a 60 year-old human. We are looking into the matter, but it would appear that even her own species doesn’t know why she appears so youthful."

The picture changed to one of Trunks. "This is Vegeta and Bulma’s first born offspring, a hybrid by the name of Trunks. He is the current President of the Capsule Corporation. Believed to be extremely intelligent by human standers. He is also a fighter, top power level is unknown."

The picture was replaced with one of Bra. "This is Bra, their second and last offspring to date. She seems to be an entertainer of sorts. Her power level is also unknown."

"Stop," said Jaki, getting up and looking at the picture of Bra. "Perfect. If you set a trap, always make sure you have the right bait." Jaki threw back his head and laughed.

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Bra tossed the keys to the valley-parking boy and winked at him. "Be a sweetie for me, would you."

"S-sure thing, Miss Briefs," said the boy, with hearts in his eye.

Bra giggled to herself as she walked into the building. She really shouldn’t play with them like that, but she couldn’t help it, it was her nature to be flirty.

Her manager greeted her. "Bra, sweetie, darling!" said the man, walking up to her. "Where have you been, you’re never on time."

"I know," grinned Bra. "But you forgive me, right?"

"I’ll forgive you when you get that cute butt out of those clothes and into a swim suit. Come on, come on, come on," he said, shooing her towards a dressing room.

Bra got dressed in a red bikini and three-inch high heels. She was ushered outside where a giant sandbox was made to look like the beach.

"What’s wrong? Why don’t we just go to a real beach?" asked Bra, pulling off her jacket.

"No time for questions!" said her manager. "Those pictures don’t take themselves."

Bra sighed, was she really that late? Should have worn a watch she told herself.

Bra got in front of the photographers and did as they said. She almost felt like a little girl again, they always wanted her to pretend she was something else.

"Good, yes! Now think sexy! You’re a cat, purr for me baby!"

Bra got down on all fours and purred. She arched her back like a cat, then held up one paw in a claw.

"Marvelous! Now think tropical, water, think mermaid. Be the mermaid, Bra!"

Bra giggled as she got up on her knee and fisted her fingers in her hair, making it messy. She slid on her stomach and raised her legs up behind, twitching them up and down.

"Yes, baby. You are sooo sexy! Now thinks strong! Powerful! Bare your teeth, snarl, be a wild thing!" The photographers were snapping picture like crazy.

Bra paused and stopped listening to the cameraman. She jerked her head to the side and looked up into the sky. "What the-…an unfamiliar power? No, more then one."

"Bra darling!" shouted her manager, trying to get her attention back to the cameras, but failing.

Bra got up and kept looking in the direction of the incoming powers, completely tuning out everyone else.

Who are they? What do they want? They’re coming in this direction. Bra strained her eyes and caught a small dot out in the distance. She watched as it got bigger and a hover vehicle appeared.

"What?! Hey you! You can’t come here! This is private property!" shouted Bra’s manager waving his hands wildly in the air. "Security! Security!" he shouted running into the building. The photographers continued to take pictures.

Bra narrowed her eyes as the vehicle landed and several soldiers jumped out to surround her. She frowned and watched as a man with long orange hair got out and stood before her.

"Who are you and what do you want?" asked Bra in a calm voice.

The man ran an eye up and down her scantily clad form. "I am Jaki, an Admiral in Lord Lucifer’s army. I require your assistance in an important assignment I have been given, Miss Bra Briefs."

"What kind of assignment." said Bra, her eyes turning cold.

"Oh, nothing much," said Jaki, circling around her. "You know, the usual world conquest, that sort of thing."

"I see," said Bra. "You won’t have anything to do with that other fellow that showed up a month ago?"

"Ah, you’re smart as well as beautiful," Jaki smiled. "Yes, I am here to defeat your father, the man who bested Tenma."

"Then do tell me why you’re with me and not talking to my papa?" asked Bra.

"Very simple, little girl, I’m going to use you to get to your papa." The soldiers around Bra lifted their weapons and pointed them at her. "Now do come along like a good girl."

Bra scowled at them. Her manager ran out with half a dozen guards on his heels.

"Don’t worry, Bra, baby, the Calvary’s here!" he shouted.

"Idiot!" shouted Bra. "Don’t come any closer!"

It was too late as the soldiers turned their weapons on them and fired. One guard went down in a bloody mess before the soldiers found a raging blue haired demi-Saiya-jin on them. Bra kicked high, spiking one soldier in the face with her heel. She let out a loud yell and elbowed the next one in the ribs. He doubled over and Bra rolled over his back, hooking her arms around his. She hoisted him off the ground and swung him into the next soldier down the line. By that time the other soldiers were aware that their victim had become their attacker. They turned their attentions back to Bra. They fired at her, but Bra jumped out of the way easily. She landed on one unfortunate soldier, knocking him out. Bra spun in a tornado kick, disarming two soldiers. She caught one of the flying rifles and hooked the strap around one disarmed soldier’s neck. With a twist and a jump behind the soldier, his neck snapped with a loud crack. She caught the shoulders of the other disarmed soldier and swung her legs up to kick the face of another soldier moving in for a shot. The disarmed soldier let out several frightened yips as Bra locked hands with him and seemed to dance with the soldier, swinging him to slam into one of his fellow soldiers, then using him as a shield as another fired a blast at her. Bra pushed the shot soldier away right into the last three soldiers. They fell and lifted up their guns to fire at her.

"Barbarians," said Bra, blurring out of the line of fire, too fast to be seen. She shot a thin ki blast to their side and sliced their weapons clean in half. "A true fight is best fought with the most deadliest of weapons-the body." As Bra said that, she gathered ki in her hand, bathing her body in a light blue light.

"Comet Tail!" shouted Bra, as a long ribbon of ki formed in her hand. She turned sharply and the ki sliced through two of the three remaining soldiers, killing them. The last one got up nervously and ran at her, punching out with his fist. Bra ducked and dodged. She spun with her back to the soldier, then flipped back into a handstand. Her long legs wrapped around the soldier’s neck and snapped his head to the side. She released the soldier and flipped back up to her feet as he fell to the ground.

Bra ran a hand through her long blue hair. "I don’t like to kill, but I will defend myself."

The alien with bright orange hair clapped his hands. "I was not expecting you to be so skilled a fighter. That is what I get for underestimating someone with Saiya-jin’s blood in their veins." Jaki undid the clasp of his cape and let it slide to the ground. He then pulled open his military top and slipped it off to join his cap on the ground.

Bra lifted an eyebrow at him. "I was hoping you’d go away. My manager always yells at me when he finds bruises on my skin."

"Well then, I’ll accept your surrender," said Jaki, crouching down.

"I don’t give up so easily," said Bra, crouching down as well.

"I thought you might say some thing like that." mused Jaki. He roared and a red aura surrounded him, tossing his long hair behind him. Bra was blown back by the alien’s sudden rise in power.

"What power," Bra said, shielding her eyes from flying dirt and the alien’s intense glow.

Jaki roared again and charged. He raised his arm and cloths-lined Bra as he ran past. Bra landed hard on her back and rolled on to her feet. Jaki charged up several ki balls in his hand and hurled them at Bra. The demi-Saiya-jin jumped and dodged out of their way. It almost looked like she teleported, her speed was so great. Bra jumped up high in the air to avoid two ki balls, and another was aimed at her new position. Bra slapped the blast away.

"Nice, but you’re open," said a voice behind her.

Bra gasped and looked over her shoulder to see Jaki. He interlocked his fingers and hammered her down to the ground. Bra groaned and coughed up some blood; she done one major belly flop on hard ground. She managed to recover enough to roll out of the way as Jaki aimed several more ki blasts at her. Bra continued to roll, till she came to the sandbox. She flipped up to her feet and landed in the sand.

"Come on!" she challenged.

As Jaki flew down at her, Bra smiled. She challenged a quick burst of ki into her feet and the sand around her flew up in a mini sandstorm.

Jaki drew back with a cry as the gritty stuff got in his eyes. Bra, with her eyes closed, leapt at him and nailed him right under the jaw, snapping his head back. She then spun in three tornado kicks, each one landing a blow on his face. She was going to do another tornado kick when Jaki reached up and caught her foot.

"What a naughty girl you are," said Jaki, wiping the last of the sand from his eyes. He gripped her leg and swung her in a circle. Bra grunted as he slammed into the fake beach scene and ripped right through it. She hit a camera light, and was released to slam full force into the side of the building. She broke through the wall and lay a long time on the floor, biting her teeth together in pain.

"Do you give up yet?" asked Jaki, crossing his arms. "Admit it, as you are you don’t have the power to defeat me."

Bra laughed, shocking everyone present. She slowly got up and dusted herself off, still laughing low to herself. "You’re very right. As I stand now, I can’t defeat you."

Jaki smiled. "Then you’re giving up?"

"No," said Bra, shaking the dust out of her long blue hair. "I never said any thing about giving up. I’m going to kill, you know."

Jaki uncrossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at her. "Just how do you plan on doing that?"

Bra smirked just like her father. "Simple, I’ll just power up."

"What?!" said Jaki.

Bra smirked wider then frowned. The debris around her began to shake, then lifted off the ground. A wind kicked up, created by her ki and blew back Jaki’s long hair. Bra growled low in her throat as her eyes slowly become a solid aqua blue.

"Impossible!" shouted Jaki as Bra’s hair went from soft and wavy to thick and spiky. Her hair changed from blue to brilliant gold, almost too bright to look at. The light faded and Bra’s hair turned blond, a golden aura flared around her.

"No, you can’t be a super Saiya-jin! That’s impossible! There’s only suppose to be one!" screamed Jaki, taking a step back.

"Many legends," Bra said in a powerful voice, "are based off of real stories, however…" she added, snapping her blue eyes up to lock gazes with Jaki. "The facts can often be distorted."

In a blur Bra was gone. She reappeared behind Jaki and slammed her fist into his back, throwing him forward. She reappeared in front of the alien and hit him in the opposite direction. Bra repeated that several times, going faster and faster, till it appeared that there was more then one of her hitting Jaki around (in a happy circle! ^_^; Sorry. I’ll stop now. Love, Trillion<3).

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Somewhere in a desert landscape, Vegeta was sparring with an invisible foe. He froze dead in his tracks as he fell a familiar ki rise to incredible power-it could only be a super Saiya-jin’s.

"Bra," said Vegeta, snapping his gaze in the direction of the ki. He ran and cursed before jumping into the air.

They were back.

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Bra spun Jaki by his arms and launched him into the air. She flew up and reappeared before him, twirling into a kick and sending him crashing to the ground. Jaki hit hard, tearing up a long trench in the ground.

Jaki growled and wiped the blood off his chin. His hand went down to his belt where he pressed a button. "Tracker lock now!" he yelled.

A beam of light shot down from the sky and landed right on Bra.

"What the?" said Bra, touching it. She drew back with a yip as it shocked her, smoke wavering up from the place she’d touched.

"What now, demi-Saiya-jin?" grinned Jaki standing up. "I have you trapped."

Bra growled, barring her teeth at him. She levitated up a bit, a wicked grin on her face. "I’ve always heard the phase ‘like father like son’, but I think I take after my dad more then my brother does." As she said that, a ball of ki formed in her hand.

"What are you up to? If you release that in there it will only bounce around and hit you."

"Or your ship," grinned Bra.

Jaki’s eyes widened and Bra snapped her hand straight up and pointed her open palm up straight into the sky.

"Solar Burn!" she shouted as ki leapt from her hand and flew straight up into the sky.

"No! Shields!" shouted Jaki, pressing the button.

There was a loud explosion and the sky lit up.

"I don’t believe it," screamed Jaki. He turned angry eyes to the now free Bra. "I’ll make you pay for that!" he roared and charged at her. Both locked in a fistfight too fast to see.

Bra suddenly flipped up, slamming both feet into Jaki’s jaw. She flipped back on her feet and looked over her shoulder.

"Hi daddy!" she called, waving.

Everyone turned to see Vegeta leaning against the building, not looking concerned at all.

Jaki though that since she wasn’t looking at him he could get in a good hit before she noticed. As he ran forward, he realized that was a bad thing to do as the demi-Saiya-jin girl lifted up a hand right in his face.

"Final Flash!"

Jaki was caught head on and was completely vaporized by the attack.

"Took your time," said Vegeta. "You’re not getting soft, are you, Bra?"

The girl shook her head. "No, papa. I was just dragging it out."

Bra’s manager was staring with open mouth at the two. They were talking as if what just happened was nothing big! Next to Bra’s manager the photographers continued to take pictures like mad.

Vegeta frowned and looked up into the sky. "Did you get the whole thing?"

Bra looked up as well. "I’m not sure. I doubt any one could have survived that, but there might still be a section of the ship up there."

"Probably several sections. I think you broke it into pieces," said Vegeta. "Come on, we’d better get home and tell your mother what happened. She’ll kill us or do something stupid if she hears it from someone else first."

Bra nodded and powered down. Her hair returned to its blue color, her eyes darkened, and the pupils returned. She calmly walked over and picked up her coat from the ground. She dusted it off before putting it on.

"My car it down in the parking lot. Do you want to drive or fly?"

"Fly," said Vegeta.

"Okay, just give me a minute to go get it," Bra flew up and over to the parking lot.

The photographers continued to take pictures of Vegeta. The Saiya-jin prince scowled at them.

Bra came back, tossing a capsule in one hand. "Okay." She landed and walked up to her manager. "Sorry boss, I’ve got to go. You can send me a bill for the damages."

Her manager numbly nodded his head.

"Bye!" called Bra, waving a hand before the two jumped up into the air.

Once they were gone Bra’s manager sank to his knees. "Bra’s a super Saiya-jin.... I’m going to be rich!" shouted the man, jumping up. "Where’s a phone?! Where’s a phone?!" he shouted, running into the building.

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Bulma and Juuhachi were taking a coffee break from their project.

"Juuhachi, do you think your brother would mind helping us with this?"

"Juunana?" said Juuhachi, raising an eyebrow. "I’m not sure. I’ll ask him next time I see him."

"You two are twins, did Gero use the same design for you both? I heard that Juunana was more powerful then you."

Juuhachi nodded. "Yes, he has more power then me. He probably does have some different components in him. He could probably tell you more then I could about Gero’s android designs. He’s more advanced in power, but I have features he doesn’t have as well."

"Hmmm," said Bulma, rubbing her chin. "It’d be great if I could get a bio scan of him as well. Does he know about both his organic and mechanical parts like you?"

"Yes," said the blond. "We were both programmed to be able to repair and maintain our bodies if need be."

"Hmm," said Bulma, taking a gulp of her coffee.

Juuhachi snapped her head to the side and stood up.

"What?!" asked Bulma, looking in the same direction.

"A fight, I don’t recognize one of the powers."

"Who’s the one you do recognize?" asked Bulma.

"Bra," asked Juuhachi.

"What?!" shouted Bulma, jumping up. "My Bra! We’ve got to go help her!"

Juuhachi stuck out a hand and held her back. "There’s another power moving towards the fight."

"Another enemy?!" asked Bulma.

"No, it’s Vegeta." She smirked and sat back down. "I guess we have nothing to worry about then."

"What?!" shouted Bulma. "I’m not going to just sit here and wait!" barked the woman.

"Calm down," said Juuhachi. "From the readings I’m getting Bra is much stronger then her opponent, plus Vegeta’s there. If you went off to go help them, they’d be done before you got halfway there."

Bulma frowned in frustration and sat down. "I hate waiting," she muttered.

Several minutes passed and Juuhachi’s eyebrow twitched. "It’s over," she said. "They’re coming this way now."

Bulma sighed in relief.

Juuhachi looked up at the sky. "They destroyed a ship in space. I can still read pieces of it floating in orbit."

"Really?" said Bulma looking up. "You mean some of it is intact?"

Juuhachi nodded. "Some of it, I doubt it’ll ever work as a ship again though."

"Hmmm," said Bulma for the fourth time, rubbing her chin. She snapped her gaze down as Vegeta and Bra landed in front of them.

"Welcome home, Honey. Did you miss me?" said Bulma, winking at Vegeta.

The Saiya-jin snorted. "They’re back."

Bulma frowned. "I noticed. This isn’t good. If they sent two then they’ll probably send another."

"And, another, and another, and another after that," said Vegeta. "Whoever they are, they must have lots of resources to send ships to earth. This planet is too far away from other intelligent life to be worth two battle ships."

"Well, don’t worry I’m working on it," said Bulma, leaning back in her chair.

"What do you mean by that?" said Vegeta, looking at his mate.

"Ever since the day the first ship showed up I’ve been thinking about how easy it’s been for aliens to land on Earth. I mean, first Piccolo, then Goku, Raditz, you and Nappa, and even Freeza all just picked a spot and landed. We couldn’t do anything till after they were here."

"And just how do you plan on stopping them from landing on Earth?" asked Vegeta, crossing his arms.

"Simple, I’m designing a barrier."

"Barrier?" said Bra. "What kind of barrier?"

"A solar one. I haven’t finished designing it yet, let alone tested it, but I’m trying to create a system of satellites that would orbit the earth on the same orbit the moon takes. Two more powerful satellites would remain stationed at the earth’s axis, the poles to form a complete barrier up-link around the whole planet. The problem is I’d have to design a shield big enough and strong enough to stop a blast from a battle ship’s cannon. But with Gero’s technology and some help from Juuhachi I should be able to think of something."

Vegeta lifted an eyebrow slightly amused. "And, just what will you do to keep them out before you construct your barrier?"

"I’ve got you for that," winked Bulma.

Vegeta sighed and shook his head. "I have a feeling this could go on for a long time."

Bulma nodded. "Even if we can keep them out, it doesn’t mean they’ll stop attacking Earth. I have a bad feeling that whatever is behind this has more power and resources then all of Earth combined."

"Maybe in resources they do, but power," said the Saiya-jin, blazing to super Saiya-jin. "We might just have them beat there," he said, grinning at her.

Bulma smirked and admired her husband as a blond.

Vegeta powered down. "It might be a good idea to inform the others of what’s going on. If they attacked Bra they may know about the other demi-Saiya-jins. They should all start preparing for another battle."

Bulma nodded. "I’ve been thinking of going back to work as more then a inventor. That way you can train more with Trunks."

Vegeta looked at her with shock. He quickly fixed his face back into a neutral look. "You’re very concerned about this, aren’t you?"

Bulma nodded. "This enemy isn’t like the others. We’re not dealing with some powerful maniac. This Enemy is probably much bigger then earth, we have to get ourselves ready before they realize us as a potential threat."

"You’ve been thinking about this before the second ship, haven’t you?"

Bulma nodded. "I’m not going to let them take me by surprise again."

Juuhachi got up. "I’m going home," she said, pulling on her coat. "I’ll see if I can convince my brother to help us, but I can’t promise anything," she said before turning and leaving.

"Help?" said Vegeta, looking at his mate. "Just what was she helping you with? For some reason I don’t think it was that barrier you were talking about."

Bulma smiled secretly. "Oh, just a little pet project," she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"You’re hiding something from me, woman," said Vegeta, crossing his arms.

Bulma smiled. "I’m going to show those aliens they picked the wrong planet to mess with. They picked the wrong people to mess with," said Bulma, getting up.

Vegeta smirked. "Why do I get the feeling you’re not referring to me and the kids when you say that?"

Bulma grinned back. "Maybe because I’m not." She turned and walked back into her lab.

Vegeta sighed and shock his head again. "That woman thinks she can take on any thing."

"Reminds me of someone else I know," said Bra, smiling.

Vegeta snorted. "I didn’t ask for your opinion, brat."

Bra smiled wider and planted a wet kiss on his cheek. "I’ll inform the others." With that said she skipped away.

Vegeta watched her go and wiped his cheek. He glanced up into the sky were small pieces of the ship could be seen streaking down the sky as meteors.

"This isn’t good," he whispered. "Kakarot.... this is your job, not mine," he growled before turning and heading towards the gravity room.

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"Lord Lucifer," said a female voice. A woman with dark green hair knelt down before the shadowy figure on a large thrown.

"What is it, Kijo?" asked Lucifer, sipping a glass of blood red liquid.

"My Lord," said the woman in a quiet voice. "Jaki is dead."

"His ship?" asked Lucifer.

"Destroyed," said the woman.

Lucifer growled and flung his drink on the floor with a curse. "Two ships destroyed by a back water planet," he snarled. "That doesn’t add up. There has to be someone there with a high power level." He calmed down and leaned back in his chair. "Kijo, send another ship."

"My Lord?" said Kijo snapping her head up.

"I want this one to gather as much information as possible before attacking. I want to know just who it is causing me so much trouble."

"Yes, sir," said Kijo, bowing her head.

* * * * * * * * * * * Name meanings.
Jaki- Japanese word meaning Devil/ imp
Kijo- Japanese word meaning demoness

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Chapter 2 / Bulma’s Hideout / Chapter 4