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Vegeta's Tail	By : MzD Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Vegeta/Bulma Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 25

Revenge can be a Bitch
On the planet Esgal in the deep dark reaches of the universe. A banshee wail could be heard. It was Cerci in deepest agony. All her energy and magic had been drained trying to stop the pair. Somehow they had been protected from her mind probe. Her plans of becoming free of her planet so she could finally feed on the Universe were becoming undone. All of this was because of those filthy mammals and their strange link that had some how protected them form her magic. There was another thud in the distance as the witch could hear her captives trying to break free.
"Cretins!" She yelled. "Vicious Monkey scum!"
Cerci threw her chair across the door and barricaded herself in. She had almost prepared them for her final drain. Whatever energies she had gained from them from them had been lost from the exertion of interfering with their dream. She had enough to keep herself alive for a few more hundred years, but it would all fall apart if that warrior was able to kill her.
"Those two won't leave this planet alive!" Cerci vowed. She still had much more than her now weakened magic to rely on. "I will make them PAY!"
*
Inside the cell Bulma and Vegeta had woken up almost instantly; Vegeta at the time was still Super Saiyan and had been able break the restraints and free Bulma. She had fallen into his arms, tears of joy in her eyes as she hugged him. The glow of his power up dissipating as he let her hug him, his eyes closing as he felt the inner peace returning in their reunion.
"Are you back?" She had gasped.
"I never really went away." Vegeta whispered, then he drew closer to her ear. "We have some unfinished business that we can resume later."
Bulma had felt the heat rise in her cheeks. Her Prince was most defiantly back. He dropped her down on the ground and stormed towards the door to try breaking the prison tehy were held in.
"We have a little score to settle first!" He snarled.
Vegeta pounded another of his fists against the door, it was slowly crumbling with each hit but it was taking a while. He was still weak from being sucked dry by the witch. Bulma was faring better because she didn't have that much energy to gain back. She was tired from oversleeping and hungry but she began to work on pulling the electrics out and trying her own way.
"Vegeta what exactly do you remember?" Bulma asked as she continued her work beside the door. "You can stop now, rest, I think this can be an easy hack without any tools."
"Not much…" Vegeta snarled as stood back to rest a little. "I have…gaps in my memory when you're not there but it doesn't matter. I have enough about you…me, your friends and even Trunks."
"So you're not going to kill us?"
Vegeta smirked as Bulma looked at him with smiling eyes and not pleading ones. He liked this look so much better than the one she gave him only days before.
"Only if you stop what you're doing to make idle chit-chat."
"I'm glad you're back too." Bulma said winking.
They continued their escape in silence, but unlike before this was the comfortable silence of a pair at ease with each other.
*
Cerci shuddered with each thud as she heard her prisoners making their escape. It wouldn't be long till they where upon her. She could wait…she had her own surprise waiting for them. The succubus didn't survive three millennium without learning a trick or two. She had enough time to prepare, if they came for their petty revenge which she knew they would, she would be ready.
"If they want to fight, I'll give it to them."
*
The door whirled open with sparks and Vegeta pried open the doors further. They where free! Bulma ran down the corridor after Vegeta. She knew he wanted blood as his revenge; Cerci had offended his pride too much. What Bulma really hoped for was that the octopus woman got a quick and painful death. She hated her for what she had done to them over the past few days or how ever long it had been but she wasn't sure if death was the answer.
Vegeta though was still weak, the fact that he was running beside her and not flying told Bulma that. He had also reverted to his normal state as soon as he had broken free of the bonds. A sign that he was saving his energy for the final battle. She wanted to talk him out of it but she knew it would be a useless thing to do. She hoped she would be beaten into submission at least so Bulma could get a good kick into the Squid Witch's guts.
Bulma skidded to a stop as something caught her eye.
"Our ship!" She cried. "It's intact, we can go home."
Bulma began to walk towards it to see if it was functional but she was dragged away.
"No time for that…we have to get the advantage over the bitch." Vegeta spat.
"Can you sense her?" Bulma asked as she trailed behind him.
"Yes, and her ki is weak." Vegeta growled.
The pair turned up another corridor, Vegeta leading the way as he followed his senses. The corridor was filled with weapons of all sorts. Bulma pulled a pike off the wall and held it in her hands.
"So are we going to kill her?"
"I'm going to kill her." Vegeta snapped. "Just put that ridiculous thing down, I'll only be needing my fists."
"I think I'll hold on to it." Bulma said ignoring him. "She's tricky, she might have something hidden up her sleeves."
"Last time I checked." Vegeta snarled. "She didn't have any sleeves."
He then hurled his fist into a door, this lead to Cerci's 's poolroom and she was inside, he could feel it. The door buckled to his blow; he was starting to get most of his strength back. He needed to rest some more but he had more than enough strength to beat her down.
"So I just stay back…" Bulma said leaning against the wall.
"Yup." Vegeta agreed, smashing into the door again.
"Just watch you kill the witch…" Bulma sighed.
"That's the plan, don't screw it up."
Bulma sat down still clutching her weapon. It was a bit of an anti-climax for her that she was to remain an observer. She had wanted to slap the octopus demon about a bit herself. But Vegeta was right, she was too powerful, she had to just sit back and enjoy the show.
'Of course Bulma what else are you good for?' She thought to herself. She tried to remain positive and look on the bright side. Her Vegeta had returned. Not to his full memory but enough to know about her, Trunks and everyone. He knew how much he cared for her. Now he was going to make everything right again and destroy the witch. The blood bath was about to begin and she had a ringside seat.
The door flew off its hinges as Vegeta broke through. He roared in anger screaming out for Cerci to show herself. "Come out Bitch! It's pay-back time."
There was a hiss in the darkness. Bulma tried to if it was her back she couldn't make out any shapes. Vegeta's hand reached out to signal her not to overstep her mark and to stay back.
Vegeta's aura burst into full flow illuminating the room. They were astounded at what they saw. There was slime. Lots and lots of horrible green ooze, it covered the entire room from ceiling to floor.
"What are the pet monkeys doing out of their cage?" A cold voice hissed at them.
Vegeta stepped forward his fists clenched. "You think this shall stop my Vengeance?! I am no-one's pet monkey…"
He fell silent as his mind thought of Freiza, but it kept his anger flowing, feeling it fuel his growing rage.
His sharp eyes scanned the room. There was movement in the corner that was hidden in shadow. He dashed towards it, knowing it was Cerci. He would rip off each of her limbs one by one. He'd stuff them into every orifice he could find. She would be melted into a sticky gooey mess on the floor, joining her slime.
Unfortunately he never got far enough. His plans were ruined in moments.
As soon as Vegeta had reached the middle of the slime-covered room he was sucked into the floor.
"Vegeta!" Bulma shrieked from the safety of the doorway, she didn't dare go in. She had no way to see now that the light of his aura was gone.
Her Prince emerged from the goo spluttering. There was a hidden pool under the slime, impossible to see in the mess.
A cackle broke out across the room and the vampire slithered forward into the light. She moved like an upright snake on her tentacles.
"Greetings my precious food." Cerci purred. "I hope you both had a nice dream. You mammals and you're disgusting mating rituals…."
Bulma's face turned red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. The Witch had been there watching them make love and tried to pull them apart.
"Shut up skank!" She snapped. "You're the one that gets off on watching other people and playing them against each other."
Vegeta splashed about in the pool, grunting in agreement. He was having some difficulty in getting out. Unable to pull himself out because of the slippery surface he was only able to tread water and hope he could save enough energy to fly out. If he could just hold on for another few minutes, though he was starting to feel tired already.
"You seem a little quiet Monkey." Cerci chuckled. "Trying to gather your energy to fly out? I think you'll find my pool to be more draining than reviving."
Vegeta tried to spit out an insult but he could only grunt as his arms flailed about, he was staring to feel really tired. He panted for breath but he got a mouth full of slime and water. Vegeta's anger began to boil again.
'I can't believe I'm going to die like this. Drowned like an unwanted pet! As if I wasn't worth anything.'
"I am the Prince of Saiyans!" Vegeta roared in defiance. "I will not die like this!"
His aura exploded into a flashing yellow light. He blasted out of the small pond and aimed straight for Cerci. The collision threw them both into the moist wall.
The witch shrieked as she felt her upper arm break. She wrapped her coils around Vegeta. Her last effort of survival, her suckers on her tentacles could directly drain whomever they came in contact with. In her last effort to save her pathetic life she could give him her 'Goodbye kiss' which she only used to take the last of anyone's energy.
Vegeta unaware of his danger slammed both him and Cerci back into the wall. Her soft body became flattened up against the wall and she tightened her grip with her coils. He pulled at the tentacles, trying to pries them off himself. One had managed to wrap around his neck and Vegeta could feel himself being slowly suffocated. He pulled at it, trying to ignore the disgusting feeling of the sweat and slime on his body. He coughed and spluttered for air.
"If I die.." Cerci whined. "You're coming with me straight to hell."
Vegeta ignore her taunt and slammed back into the wall. He heard a satisfying crunch as another of Cerci's upper bones broke.
But Cerci wasn't wincing in pain, she was grinning. She could feel herself getting stronger. She positioned herself and revealed her hidden weapon. Her real mouth, the beak that was in the middle of her eight tentacles. This was the secret of her final drain, her goodbye kiss. The beak latched on and Vegeta yelled in pain as he felt it piercing his body. Cold shooting pain soared through him and all his energy began to leave him. Cerci drank deeply enjoying his anger, lust and most tasty of all his pride. She had wanted to build him up for this moment so he would be at his juiciest but this was enough. She would survive and the Prince would not.
"Or maybe." She taunted. "You die and I take over the universe?"
"How about…" Bulma yelled as she thrust her pike into the witch. "You die and we go home!"
The vampire screamed in rage as she felt the weapon penetrate her. She let go of Vegeta and tried to turn her wrath on the blue haired woman. Black blood spurted from the wound. Her wild yellow eyes focus on Bulma.
"That was a dirty trick." She spat at her. "You're too weak to fight!"
"I'm strong enough to cut you!" Bulma shrugged, She pulled out her weapon and stuck it straight back in. Cerci shrieked in pain as she tried to move her broken body upon Bulma.
"Sometimes it's good to be a bitch." Bulma laughed, she jabbed the long point back in again. She was hoping she'd hit a vital organ if the creature even had any. She couldn't stand back and watch as that octopus fed on her husband. She had moved in along the edge to where the pair had been fighting to take the sneak attack. It had worked but she wished she had been able to move faster across the slippery surface.
Cerci slumped to the floor in a pool of oozing black blood and slime. Bulma tiptoed around her to get to Vegeta who was just lying still. She rolled him onto his back so he was facing her.
"Vegeta?" Bulma cried. "I know you said to stay back but I couldn't…"
A gloved hand touching her face silenced her. Vegeta was gazing intently at her. His scowl was gone from his face and he only looked sad instead of angry. She tried to say something more but a coil wrapped around her neck and pulled her back.
The gurgle from Cerci was terrifying as she pulled at her trying to get some power off her. "LET GO!" Bulma cried and managed to wrestle her way out of her tentacle. She writhed on the floor trying to snatch at her again with one of her tentacles.
She saw movement from behind her and Vegeta struggled to move towards the Psychic Vampire. He grabbed at the spear that was still engorged on the Witch. He twisted the blade with the last of his strength.
"We'll settle this in Hell." Vegeta gasped and fell backwards, the last of his energy spent. The body of Cerci was finally still but Bulma was more concerned with the stillness of Vegeta than anything else.
"I would have been fine!" Bulma said.
"I just have to have the last word..." Vegeta gasped.
"You finally living up to your title and being my Prince." Bulma sobbed.
"Sorry, I'm more of a Bastard..." He croaked.
"Don't say things like that!" Bulma sobbed. "I'd think you were possessed or something! The Prince of All Bastards does not say sorry!"
A faint smirk went across Vegeta's face and he gasped for something else to say.
Bulma shook her head and placed her cold clammy hands over his mouth. "Save your breath." Bulma whispered. "You can save all your witty one liners for when we're on the ship and a hundred million miles from here. I'm going to get you out of here. You're going to live!"
She tried to smile through her tears. Her husband look awful, he was puckered with tentacle scars and black blood and ooze covered his face. His normal healthy olive skin was paler than normal. She had seen this look before with her friends, he was dying. She would give anything in the Universe for some senzu beans at this moment. The worst part was the scar where the "Final kiss" had been made by Cerci. It was bleeding the most and seemed to be the biggest injury.
His hand moved her hand away from his face and he gave it a squeeze.
"….Bulma…" He rasped.
Then the pressure on her hand was release and Vegeta slumped back groaning.
"Vegeta!" Bulma gasped. "Don't you dare die on me!"
But it was too late his eyes rolled up behind his head and a sigh left his body. He was gone. Bulma could feel the once strong connect she had become aware of sudden rip inside her mind. A huge tear was being created inside her as his very soul left. All Bulma could feel now was pain. It seemed like the world was becoming a black hole around her and she was just spiraling down in her mourning despair.
The bond may have reunited them but now in their fragile state, the separation seemed to be killing Bulma as well. Or making her think that the only escape from the torture was her own death. She knew she could live through it, she couldn't let these depressing thoughts consume her. Bulma had to get to the one place that could save her and Vegeta, New Namek and the Dragonballs.
She dragged the heavy carcass of her mate out of the room and back to where she had seen her ship. It took her over 20 minutes of sobbing and crying along the corridors back to where her ship had been parked. When she got to the ship she was able to call on some of her own droids to help get Vegeta inside. She returned to the Throne room only to throw the limp and lifeless body of Cerci into her pool. She spat at the dead witch as she disappeared into the depths.
Bulma entered her ship and made the necessary preparations to finally escape. She had to make it to New Namek and not let her grief consume her before that. She knew Vegeta would be waiting for her. She had to make it to her only salvation.

Author's Notes: I added a bit more to this chapter than what was in the original. I hope everyone had tissues for that scene. I wasn't sure if the warning at the start would be okay, there's more grief to come as Bulma struggles with Vegeta's loss and the negative effect of the bond. Next chapter might have a bit heavy on the depression and grief.
I'm slowly trying to update all the chapters as affnet seems to have reformatted at some point and some words have been warped by some error I don't understand. If anyone spots any I've missed please let me know.
Though Next chapter we'll be following Vegeta as he does indeed, go to Hell. (Or should that be HFIL?)
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