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Mannequin a la dbz

By: Onitsu
folder Dragon Ball Z › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 7
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Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Shift in the ballance.

Vegeta had left on his own for a few hours to go search for food so Venus was making herself comfortable. She wasn’t expecting the snowy white owl that flew in to greet her just as she sank into a hot bubble bath. “VENUS!!!” A deep timbered, but still feminine voice boomed in the large bathroom. The blond jumped nearly 3 feet out of the water as the owl turned into a powerfully build woman with long softly waved hair the color of a gray owl’s feathers. “What have you done you idiot?!” Venus crossed her arms and her eye twitched. “What do you think I’ve done now Minerva?” she said dully.

The other woman growled and put her fists to her hips. “You’ve brought a super powered being to life here! That’s WHAT! Do you have ANY idea the magnitude of what you’ve done?” Venus sighed, “I was helping out a poor love struck girl get the prince of her dreams. I was just doing my JOB.” Minerva pinched the bridge of her nose. “No you idiot. You’ve tipped the balance of power. There’s a REASON the Olympian council made sure that super powered beings wouldn’t appear in this world. For ones that’d be for good, an equally or more powered being would appear for the side of evil.” She was pacing the floor now. “This is not good… oh…this is NOT good.”

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Bulma skipped out of her class to finally head home. Her car had died once again in the L.A. summer heat so she found herself catching a bus home. That, was the worse thing she could have done because her day took a turn into disaster as an Arab man stood up and opened his jacket to expose rows of home made dynamite. “INFIDELS! ALLAH AWAITS ME, AND HELL AWAITS YOU!” he shrieked. Bulma had enough time to duck and cover as the side of the bus seemed to explode in and the man wrapped in explosives was barreled out the other side and up into the sky where a large explosion several hundred feet up shook the next few city blocks. Bulma ran out of the bus and looked up at the cloud of smoke left behind from the explosion. She could have sworn she saw a humanoid shape hovering by the cloud in the sky before streaking off. She tried to follow it but something distracted her as it hit her in the head with a sick wet ‘plop’. She took it off of her hair and looked at it. It took a moment for her brain to register what she was holding. But when she did realize she shrieked to the heavens then promptly fainted. A piece of what was left of the Arab man had fallen onto her, an eye rolled from her bloodied fingers as ambulance sirens sounded in the distance.

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Vegeta flew to his new house. He was covered in gore and soot and sulpher from the explosion of the bomber's explosives. It hadn't touched him of course but his clothes were ruined. He remembered how it felt to grab the man who'd been threatening his woman. He could recall the would be bombers smell terror as he grabbed him by the head and squished his skull like a ripe melon. The bomb had gone off liquifing the rest of him. It had felt good...god it had felt good. He had been fortunate...or unfortunate that when Venus had brought him to this world he had every memory of the life he had lived already with Kakorotto and the others. He remembered his life before coming to earth in the first place. It had been agonizing working under the sadistic purple and white fop that was frieza but he had relished each mission to go and clear worlds. His warrior nature had given him the side effect of enjoying a good fight, loving the hunt of each race and blowing them away in the after life. He clenched his jaw, no, he wasnt a mindless sadistic killing machine! He WASNT going to be like Frieza wanted him to be. He stopped a moment mid air to take some cleansing breaths when a wave of depression passed over him momentarily as he realized he truely was the only and last of his kind on this planet. He waved that off as he also realized that his children would be very strong. He had figured out that the biophysics of human DNA and Saiyajin DNA when they mixed created something stronger then the original parent. There was something about human adrenaline that made the half breeds stronger then their saiyajin parent. Vegeta was fluent in Aerospacial Physics; Bio-physiology; as well as many other fields of politics and leadership. Not to mention he was damn good at battle tactics. Such was the formal education given him by Frieza. He smiled at this. Yes, he would make sure that his new offspring would be properly trained. And NONE of them would have those stupid ass names that the other Bulma had insisted on. Trunks?! What kind of name was that for a sayiajin?! He was not some kind of undergarment!

He landed on the terrace of his condo and began stripping off his tattered bloody clothing letting them vaporize with a controlled ki blast. He heard voices in the bathroom as he stalked towards there. "VENUS! Get out! I have to shower!" he demanded as he ripped his slacks off vaporized them and walked in stark naked. A line of bloody matter ran down his temple as he beheld two women standing in his new bathroom. The radio was playing music softly in the background and he crossed his arms in irritation. "Get out." he growled to them as he stalked past to the large multi headed shower. Both of the women stopped their bantering to watch him as he passed by in all his nude glory. Minerva watched with appreciation the bunching and relaxing of his muscles which were obviously ment for battle. She was the goddess of wisdom and war. She knew a fighter when she saw one. Venus only looked on with unabashed lust as he turned the corner and went out of sight. In the background the music from the radio had changed to a news broadcast. "Urgent news. This is a sad day in American history. The taliban has rebelled and is now threatening to send as many nuclear weapons our way as they have. Currently our government has not released their knowlege as to which areas are going to be hit. No word has come through about evacuations of suspected ground zero zones but we are being kept posted. We will continue with our normal broadcast of 90's hits until further news." Minerva had tuned into the broadcast and her heart stopped in her chest and she turned paper white. "It has begun." Venus knew of Vegeta's stand point on most humans and her eyes began to tear up. "Oh...Jupiter....we're fucked!"

In the distance the music had switched back on and the water from the shower could be heard drowning every sound out to Vegeta, the only man in the world that could save them all.

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Author's note: Finally finished on this chapter! YAY! Oh and Thanks to EternalTwilight. You've been really great with your encouragement. Oh, I apologise if my typing sucks. I just got new finger nails and the guy did them just a touch too long so its hard to type. (ET you got me inspired to finish this chappie btw cause you finished yours.)
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