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Full Spectrum

By Ginia

Part 14

Homecomings

Vegeta's deadly glare leapt from the wall screen, which now revealed a
countdown timer, to Yamcha's stricken face.

"I didn't know! How was I supposed to know that thing was some kind of
body-snatcher?!" Yamcha's face blanched as Vegeta stood, eyes still locked
on the only target still within his reach.

"Come on Vegeta, we don't have time for this," interrupted Goku
stepping between the enraged prince and his intended victim. "Piccolo, Tien!
Push some of that stuff over here! The first load is leaving NOW!"

Within seconds they were laying one hand on various pieces of equipment and
the other on Goku's outstretched arm.

"Vegeta! Grab hold of one of those cabinets, we need your help on
this." Moving to cooperate, Vegeta never saw Goku's small smile as he
turned his back towards him, requiring Vegeta to place his connecting hand on
the larger warrior's back.

The IT delivered them onto the open grounds of CC where Goku simply stepped
away from Vegeta's hand and IT-ed the rest of the team back to the ship. Vegeta
stared at the empty space furiously, fully realizing he had been manipulated and
once again left without a target for his anger.

The second load arrived only moments later, some of the items with wires
still swinging from the force of having been torn from their wall mounts - since
even damaged equipment had more potential to yield information than anything
blown to bits with the rest of the ship.

As Goku made a third and final solo trip to the doomed ship to grab whatever
he could, Vegeta began his own hastily made plans to protect his family. He
almost smiled at his current condition. While definitely not ready for a spar,
the adrenalin of the countdown to destruction had given a beneficial boost to
his body's attempt to clear itself of the drugs. He was finally thinking clearly
- at least he hoped he was.

"Piccolo," he said, "you are the only one of these weaklings
with the guts to pull this off. With Brietoth still alive I'm more dangerous
than you can even imagine. I'm locking myself in the GR. Don't let anyone in. If
I set foot outside it - kill me. Don't hesitate, don't question me, just do it.
You won't get a second chance. Do you understand?"

Piccolo looked at him for a moment then nodded.

When Goku returned moments later it was to see Piccolo and Vegeta walking
towards the GR, Yamcha and Tien solemnly staring after the pair.

* * * * * * * * * *

Goku and the others walked down the silent corridors leading to the protected
bunker that held their families and friends. He could have IT-ed them inside but
a few minutes peace seemed to be silently accepted as the better choice. Goku
rubbed his eyes as he thought back over the past few minutes� Had it really
only been 5 or 6 minutes since Tien had brought Vegeta into that computer filled
room? He sighed, but didn't say anything when his companions glanced at him.

* *

As soon as 'strange things' started happening topside, Professor Briefs had
of course, been notified. Regrettably, since he had been forbidden by Chichi
from leaving the bunker - all he could do for now was fidget around the
infirmary while he waited the arrival of his newest project -err- patient. He
had no idea what condition Vegeta would be in but from what Bulma had told him
there were some amazing technologies involved.

So the professor waited� after all, he was responsible for everyone still
in the infirmary and couldn't just go gallivanting off. Just ask Chichi, who had
(unfortunately) recovered the quickest from the effects of the gas. To keep her
from driving him crazy with her insistent demands for 'something to do' he had
put her 'in charge' of the other patients' care. He hadn't planned on putting
her in charge of himself as well - but try saying no to Chichi�

Professor Briefs was pacing near the door when the three men entered.

"What happened?" He asked. "Where's Vegeta? Didn't you get him
out? Did Piccolo stay topside?"

Every face in the room was pinned on the men and, as if a switch had been
thrown, Goku's face lit up as he caught Bulma's worried eyes.

"We got him, Bulma!" Goku beamed while rubbing his neck nervously.
"He wanted to stay in the GR for the time being� uh� Piccolo is staying
with him!"

"Goku - Why would he do that? He should be here in the infirmary or the
hospital wing� What aren't you telling me?" Bulma asked as Goku's smile
faded.

"Tell them all of it, Goku." Tien said quietly.

With the failure of his attempt to put a positive face on the day's events,
Goku's frustration began to leak into his voice and movements.

"Vegeta killed Brietoth. As messed up as he was, he still killed her.
Only he didn't. She-he-NO - IT! It was some kind of body stealing monster. When
Vegeta killed the first body, it just waited until it was alone and then� then
it moved into another available body. We didn't know it was Brietoth in a
different body until after it had gotten away." Goku ran his hand through
his hair. "We saved as much equipment as we could out of that room but�
Bulma - When Brietoth escaped he - I mean it set off the ship's self-destruct.
What we saved is all there is left to work with."

Bulma took a deep breath and shuffled this new information into what she
already knew.

"This isn't all bad, people. From what she said and what I saw, Brietoth
used implants in the body she occupied in conjunction with some kind of master
control system to manipulate Vegeta's implants - to attempt to control
him." She smiled at the dejected Saiyan. "You guys took away her
master control system - her ship, and her remote system - the implants in the
body she was occupying. You bought us time. Maybe a lot of it."

"The real question is - Will Vegeta give me the time I need to help
him?" Bulma's smile faded as she asked the question that had just occurred
to her. "Goku, why is Piccolo with Vegeta?"

Goku opened his mouth but closed it again, unable to share the information he
had received. Bulma was right. Vegeta might not give them enough or even any
time.

"Piccolo's up there guarding the door to the GR because Vegeta believes
the only way he'll come out is under Brietoth's control. He's asked Piccolo to
kill him if that happens." Tien grimly answered for Goku.

* * * * * * * * * *

Vegeta knew that Brietoth had only been inconvenienced, nothing more. Whether
in days or years, the damn monster would be back and if the implants weren't
neutralized first - he would be used to destroy� everything. The best way
Vegeta could think of to avoid that end result was, at least for the moment, to
stay at a safe distance from everything he cared about� which was also an
option he no longer had.

Vegeta surveyed the condition of the flight deck and once more considered the
sanity of Bulma's father. When Professor Briefs had announced, several weeks
before, his plans to upgrade the guidance system of the ship also know as the GR,
Vegeta hadn't thought that much about it. Bulma's upgrades were always precision
works - quick and too the point. Her father's�? The wreckage spread before him
could be better described as a disaster zone than a work zone. So much for
leaving the planet until Bulma could get the equipment out on the grounds sorted
out.

Moving his inspection to the galley, Vegeta wasn't any happier. The current
food stores would last maybe a few days, maybe a week at normal training levels
- he could stretch it to two weeks if he went on minimal rations. At least fresh
water would not be a problem. The GR was currently hooked up directly to the
compound's water supply since Bulma deemed it 'unnecessary' to fill and maintain
stored tanks shipboard until they needed to be prepped for flight. Vegeta
smirked and confirmed that the tanks were actually full and in pristine
condition - Bulma's fresh water hookup kept her happy and let her foolishly
think she had that little bit of control over when he went off world� which
brought his thoughts back to the condition of the flight deck.

If he had to stay planetside, the GR was the best place available for him -
but he would need considerably more supplies than he currently had. Once, all
the improvements Bulma had made to the GR had made it seem nearly indestructible
- at least for him - but not any more. The GR alone would not be adequate to
contain him if he were to power up in an uncontrolled manor. Vegeta found it a
very strange sensation to resent finally having the strength he had always
desired just because it could pose a threat to his family. His tail flicked
behind him as he sat down and began writing a list of his requirements, both for
daily supplies and for the new devices Bulma would have to develop. As
specifically as possible Vegeta described the hated things, what he knew of
their technology, and what he had seen and experienced with them under Frieza.

* * * * * * * * * *

"This isn't enough! Remote procedures in the GR are unsuitable for the
type of testing this requires, Vegeta! I need you in the lab!" Said Bulma
in exasperation.

"We've already discussed this!" Vegeta snapped. "Your lab is
unsuited for any measure of safety for the kind of full function testing you
want! If you want another drugged session, Kakarot can supervise again but
without those Ki suppressors, I will NOT return to the lab while
conscious!"

Shouting at each other through monitors was not accomplishing anything except
adding more strain to an already stressful situation. Having Goku IT back and
forth between the lab and the GR applying sensors under Bulma's careful guidance
and Vegeta's baleful glare could only accomplish so much. Taking the equipment
to the GR was a good compromise but without Bulma being able to personally
oversee its use, the limits of those benefits were fast being approached.

The two stared at each other stubbornly for several moments before Bulma
looked away and sighed. "OK, I know� I know." Turning to Goku she
continued. "Goku, why don't you go get some lunch and then we'll work on
the suppressors again in about an hour." After Goku left the room Bulma
turned back to the monitor and Vegeta. "I really don't see how I'm going to
make something in a reasonable size, you'll probably get stuck wearing a
backpack or something."

"As long as it works - and it's not pink� or orange." With a
straight face, Vegeta cut the connection.

* * * * * * * * * *

Even though Goku had not participated in the raid that had resulted in Bulma
and Trunks' rescue, he had been tracking the group's progress using their Ki
patterns. Vegeta's 'demonstration' had been of particular interest to him since
it showed his fellow Saiyan to be stronger than Goku had realized and from the
way it had cut of, he was convinced that Vegeta had not fully powered up. Added
to that discovery was the information that Brietoth's goal - at least one of
them - was to increase Vegeta's strength as drastically as possible in a minimal
amount of time. And Bulma had said they'd had Vegeta long enough for quite a few
of those strength inducing 'procedures'. While part of him would be very happy
if Vegeta finally gained the strength he had always wanted, a larger part was
worried by this turn of events and was more than happy to help Bulma develop her
Ki suppression device. Just-in-case.

The decision to have the Son family stay at CC was even approved by Chichi -
considering the last attack was at their mountain home. This allowed Goku to
spend almost as many hours as Bulma wanted working on her projects. Nearly two
weeks had past since that attack and things had settled into almost a routine.
Using Goku's approximation of Vegeta's power level as their starting point, Goku
and Bulma worked to find a way to 'contain' Goku's energy. Preferably one that
wouldn't explode if overloaded - like all the prototypes so far had done.

Bulma nearly swaggered as she led the way to the field where they had moved
their tests after the first one had nearly shaken her mother out of bed. Goku
was a little confused as he looked around. It was obvious she was excited but by
what? There was nothing here for him to hold or wear like there usually was;
there was just the regular array of shielded equipment for Bulma to monitor the
test with. The only new items at all were six brick shaped boundary posts�and
a large white 'X' painted on the ground.

"Um, what's up Bulma? Where's the new thingy I'm going to test for
you?" Goku asked.

"After I went to bed last night it hit me - I wasn't doing my own type
of research on these Ki suppressors I was re-doing Freiza's." Bulma stood
with her hands on her hips and a huge smile on her face. "Let's be honest,
I'm a genius, so why was I making myself crazy trying to recreate something to
someone else's specs? I got up, shelved everything Vegeta had given me about
Frieza's technology and started over. My way. This will work and it will get
Vegeta into the lab - or at least part of the lab - today. I can increase the
load efficiency, if needed. Since I put this together I've even had several
improvement ideas. I can develop a unit that can be worn from this prototype, I

know I can!"

Bulma beamed as she directed Goku to stand on the 'X' and began adjusting her
equipment. "What I want you to do, is to start out slowly. Simply try to
raise your power a bit�"

"Now?" Goku asked, stretching his arms in preparation, already
infected with Bulma's enthusiasm.

"NO!" She yelled. "I'll tell you when. I just wanted to let
you know what to expect!"

"Oh� Sorry� What do you want me to do?"

Bulma sighed as she continued her final adjustments. "It's alright, just
stand there for a minute� OK� Now�" She looked at Goku expectantly.
"Very slowly� start to power up."

Nothing happened. Goku was trying to power up - he could feel his energy
gather but - nothing. He looked at Bulma in amazement. "I'm trying, Bulma�"

"Try harder Goku! Really try!" She exclaimed.

Goku broke into a sweat as he strained against the unseen forces Bulma had
created for several long minutes. When he finally yielded he was slightly
frustrated that he had not defeated another of Bulma's creations but satisfied
that this would contain Vegeta if necessary.

He smiled at Bulma. "I think you have a winner here, but I doubt Vegeta
would stay on an 'X' if he were under Brietoth's control."

Bulma smiled right back at him. "Try to leave the area."

Goku's ego was just not meant for any good news today. Try as he might the
simple drawn lines between those posts might as well have been impenetrable
walls. There was nothing there and yet there was. The harder he pushed, the
harder the invisible something pushed back - at one point knocking Goku flat on
his ass.

Now pissed and frustrated, he was more than ready for Bulma's next request.
"Just one more thing to try, Goku. Shoot straight for Super Saiyan."

Damn. Bulma 3, Goku zip� this was just not starting out to be Goku's day at
all.

* * * * * * * * * *

Now that Bulma had a working Ki suppressor, she needed to convince Vegeta it
worked well enough to get him into the lab. That would require setting up a
demonstration in the GR. Again Goku set up everything to be remotely handled by
Bulma from her lab. Again Vegeta scowled and Bulma directed. Again there was a
shouting match� and it wasn't pretty. Goku did his best to ignore the pair as
he set up the boxes at the corners of the design that had already been laid out.

"How can your Ki restraint work if it doesn't even touch?!" Vegeta
stormed. "I told you the basics of the damn things, what more did you need?
You've had two whole weeks! You're always claiming to be such a damn genius, are
you telling me now that you were too stupid to build a proper Ki restraint
device?"

"First of all, this is a Ki suppressor, not a Ki restraint! It operates
as a suppression field - a completely different technology from that cruel stuff
Freiza used! PLUS it happens to be an enormous improvement over what you
described."

"I'll believe it when I see it. I'm not going anywhere until I have full
confidence in the equipment that will be suppressing my Ki." Vegeta said
the word so callously that Bluma stamped her foot in fury.

"Oh, you'll believe it all right!" Bulma snapped. "I tested it
on Goku! Not only did it stop him from normally powering up, it even stopped him
from reaching Super Saiyan!"

Goku froze when he heard Bulma bring him into their argument. The last thing
he wanted was to add more fuel to Vegeta's fire. It was embarrassing enough to
remember the specifics of this morning's test without it being brought up in an
argument with Vegeta� especially with Vegeta. Glancing towards Vegeta he saw
exactly what he expected� a smirk.

"Is that so�" Vegeta's smirk widened as he caught the momentary
flash of Goku's eye. "Well, maybe he was having an off day."

Ouch. That was worse than an insult. Goku quickly brought his attention back
to finishing the positioning of the boxes as Bulma specified.

"Is this equipment set to its maximum?" Vegeta turned the
conversation back to his immediate concern. "Can you make a device that can
be worn? Working remotely in the lab won't be much of an improvement over
working from the GR."

"I already have several ideas for improvements on this design. Using my
own technology, I'm sure I can come up with a small unit that when worn will
allow direct testing in just a few days." Bulma spoke calmly and smiled
proudly at her husband, as if moments before they hadn't been yelling at each
other.

"All the readings look good at this end. You ready Goku?"

Goku nodded and stepped clear of the design on the GR floor. Goku watched as
Bulma went through the same initial steps with Vegeta as she had with Goku,
playing silent witness to Bulma's triumph over yet another Saiyan. Vegeta
cooperated for all of about three minutes. Then he started his own test. A test
of destruction - either himself or the device.

* *

Once Vegeta had a general feel for the device Bulma had designed he ignored
her instructions and positioned himself in the 'corner' facing Goku. Brietoth
would not let breaks be taken for readings to be recorded and perhaps give the
device a chance to recover - No - the monster would go all out from the start
until something gave.

Vegeta closed his eyes and pushed at the sharply curved non-surface beneath
his hands, leaning into the opposing forces of the corner gave him something to
brace against so he wasn't simply pushed back into the center of the field. From
this stable position he focused on his hatred of Brietoth and what the monster
had put him through. Everything� the recent pain and insults she had dealt
him, the threat she represented to what was his, even their encounters in
Vegeta's distant past fueled his determination. He concentrated and fought to
raise his energy. The stress of his effort was visible as every muscle bunched
and rolled with his resolve.

"Vegeta! You can stop now! That's enough!" Bulma's cries might as
well have been cheers of encouragement as Vegeta's visibly increased his
efforts. "Goku make him stop before he kills himself! Please!"

When Bulma called to Goku for help, Vegeta's eyes snapped open - locking on
the only other living Saiyan, his subject, his only true rival� the only one
who could beat him. Fury anew washed over Vegeta and he let that feed the
upwelling of energy he could feel just barely out of his reach.

Goku made no move towards Vegeta. He could only stare as the prince's
previously concealed tail dropped into view and began snapping from side to
side. He watched in awe as the eyes which were locked on his - eyes so full of
hatred - began flickering from deepest brown to vibrant teal and back to brown
again. And still Vegeta fought to free his power. Bulma's boxes which had been
silent all morning, were now whining loudly. The box at Vegeta's feet was
beginning to spark. Goku had no doubt, Vegeta was doing what Goku, himself could
not.

When it happened, there was no loud explosion, just smoke and sudden silence.

"Bulma?" asked Goku in a hushed voice. "Is the monitor still
working? You're going to need to boost those box things before Vegeta will come
to the lab."

Smoking and sizzling, the cubes stood defeated at the corners of the outline.
Back in the design's center stood Vegeta, panting and triumphant - finally a
Super Saiyan glowing golden with his tail snapping behind him.

* * * * * * * * * *

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Full Spectrum

By Ginia

Part 14Homecomings

Part 14

Homecomings