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The History of Kalika	By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The
History of Kalika

Author�s Note:

To Mechanical Butterfly, Hecate18, Apasco, Rain, Mo and CrazyGurl and everyone else I forgot to mention�You
guys are so great�You make me feel so loved. I feel like a real writer.

And now my disclaimer: I don�t own Dragonball Z cause if I did Vegeta
would have been the strongest of all the Saiyans� <sigh> �I guess he�ll have to settle for being the sexiest.

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The Aftermath

�You summoned me, Mistress?�

�Yes, I did actually.�

Nomi shifted uncomfortably under the doctor�s gaze. She felt the
slightest bit self conscious in the presence of her mistress. Like for some
reason or another she was not worthy.

�All the samples were collected�all except one.� The blond said
sullenly.

Nomi winced slightly. The injuries that she�d received during her battle
with the Saiyan Ouji were still fresh. Furthermore, her tattered clothes did
little to protect her from the chilly atmosphere of the laboratory. As a matter
of fact, this was the first time that the good doctor had ever let her in here.
Nomi tried to avoid fully taking in her surroundings. She feared what she might
see. Her mistress was a talented genetist, but some of her experiments brought
shivers to the normally unshakeable woman�s spine.

�Hmm�The youngest one�Son Goten.� The doctor�s
accent placed special emphasis on the last syllable of the boy�s name.

Doctor Sorah Tyler eyed the young blond disparagingly. The battered
woman couldn�t help but cringe at the unwanted attention. Her mistress was
disappointed in her. And that to Nomi was a blow far harsher than any that
damned Saiyan bastard had dealt. The pale girl�s shoulders slumped in defeat.

�I am sorry, Mistress.� She said weakly. �I guess I got a little
distracted.�

Doctor Tyler raised a fiery orange brow in response. �I suppose it was
my fault.� She said finally. �I should not have expected you to fair well
against the Prince.�

Nomi face grew red in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. Those filthy
Saiyans had disgraced her in the eyes of her superior. And even that final blow
that she had inflicted on the Prince had not been enough to ease her bruised
ego. She was a failure. How did she even hope to attain vengeance, when even
with the help of the good doctor she was unable to defeat that miserable excuse
for a warrior? I mean the doctor could only do some much.

�Heaven forbid that Son Goku had followed you instead.�

Nomi dimly heard the doctor�s voice through her bitter thoughts. She
felt like an utter waste. Even with all her enhancements, she was still
weak. Tears threatened to leak from the
young woman�s green eyes. And at this moment those eyes looked more human then ever.

�But do not fret,� The red headed scientist said thoughtfully. �You have
served your purpose well. I have more then enough DNA to rebuild him.�

The youthful looking doctor tucked a lock of her oddly colored hair
behind her ear. Her face erupted in a pleased grin.

�Cheer up, my dear.� She said happily.

Nomi smiled weakly in return. She watched her mistress walk to the other
side of the room, her reddish orange hair swaying lightly behind her. Dr. Tyler
was walking toward a huge specimen tank. Inside, Nomi could make out a figure
that vaguely resembled a human being. Vaguely being the key word. From what she
could tell the creature�s skin was tinted a bluish-gray color. Its features
weren�t much defined at this point, but the creature looked somewhat familiar.
Then suddenly it came to her. She had seen this creature before, or something
like it, long ago.

�No�It couldn�t
be?� She thought desperately. �She
wouldn�t�Would she?�

Nomi had been with her mistress since she had been a child and never in
all her years of service ever questioned the doctor�s motives. But she would
not have ever believed that the woman would have actually gone through with�with
this.

�But��

The pale haired young woman�s emerald eyes widened significantly, as she
watched her mistress caress the glass of the tank affectionately.

�Soon my love,� The scientist said reverently. �Soon you will be
perfect.�

******

A Week Later�

[Capsule Corporation�]

�3�9��

Goku�s tongue peeked out of the side of his mouth, a sure sigh of Son
concentration, as he punched the necessary digits into the keypad. Bulma had
willingly given the burly Saiyan the override sequence to the Gravity Room, but
had warned her old friend that the Prince would most likely not be pleased with
the interruption. Goku, however, was sure that Vegeta would be interested in
his proposal. I mean training in the GR could only be entertaining for so long,
right?

As the concentrating Saiyan tried to remember the rest of the manual
override code he glanced inside of the GR to see just what was so important
that had Vegeta all tied up. All button pressing ceased and Goku�s already deer
like eyes got just the slightest bit wider. Inside the Gravity Room the Prince
of all Saiyans was wearing nothing but a pair of training shorts. He was in the
middle of what seemed to be a most intricate Kata. He was all sweaty and glistening.

Goku�s eyelids drooped somewhat as images of times long past flashed
through his mind. He remembered the first time that he had ever laid eyes on
the Saiyan Prince. He had not so secretly been impressed with the other man. He
had never had a challenge quite like him. He had never in all his life been so
excited about a fight and was not at all embarrassed to admit it. It had truly
been an amazingly epic battle. He and Vegeta: the last two Saiyans in the
Universe fighting for supremacy. A shiver went up Goku�s spine. He had gotten
an ass whipping of a lifetime but still it had been so absolutely perfect. He
and his Prince hadn�t had an all out rumble in while. He missed it. The
charcoal haired man sighed forlornly and resumed trying to figure out the pass
code. But of course, never taking his eyes off of the lithe
Prince in glorious action.

Goku suddenly found himself wondering how hard Vegeta actually did work
to keep those perfect abs. And just why the hell he
hadn�t ever noticed their perfection before. The Earth reared Saiyan could see
just about every one of the smaller man�s muscle tenses and relax in steady,
hypnotizing movements. His compact but powerful body was moving more gracefully
than anything the larger man had ever witnessed. Goku just could not tear his
eyes away. He numbly keyed in the rest of the sequence.

�7�5�9�

/Manual Override
Sequence Initiated�Gravity returning to normal in�5�4�3�2�1�Access granted�/

Goku had not even registered sound of �Automated� Bulma�s voice. And if
you�d asked him, he�s sworn he never even noticed the door open. The next
moment in the life of Son Goku consisted of him looking into the dark brown
eyes of his Saiyan Prince.

******

Inside the Gravity Room, Vegeta was deeply engrossed in a complicated
Kata. He used the complex method to cool down in between his training regimens.
Well, that was until he was suddenly overcome with a flood of memories that he
was pretty sure were not his own. The flashes were of his first fight with
Kakarot. But the perceptive Prince had quickly noticed that they happened to be
from the third class warrior�s perspective. He smirked to himself. He felt an
emotion that most definitely was not his own; Pure unadulterated joy.

�Humph. Of course
that idiot was happy. It�s not as if everyday a third class nothing like him
got to fight an elite warrior such as myself.�

/Manual Override
Sequence Initiated� Gravity returning to normal in�

Vegeta on Ouji growled loudly in frustration. He cursed that bothersome
blue haired onna�s name.

�What did she
want now?�

However, Vegeta was surprised to find that it was not the blue haired
scientist that had dared to interrupt his highly important training session,
but�

�The Baka.� He said bitterly. �Of course.�

Just as soon as he uttered aloud the name of the Bain of his existence
his face took on a sour note. He had not sensed the other man�s Ki at all until
now. He had been surprised. And the Prince had never been known to appreciate
surprises. He sighed in annoyance and didn�t even bother to turn around.

�What is it Kakarot?� Vegeta
voice held a hint of danger.

��

Vegeta turned around�and yep. The baka was there in the doorway, his
ebony tail swaying gently behind him, with the strangest expression on his
face.

�Kakarot?�

Seeing that that hadn�t worked, the Ouji stepped a little closer and got
a whiff of something that hadn�t really surprised him in the least. He looked
down the front of the younger Saiyan and grunted in conformation. Hai�Kakarot
was lusting after him again.

�Idiot.�

�Kakarot?!�

Vegeta exhaled angrily.

�GOKU!!!� (1)

The big fool�s eyes got wider for an instant before he seemed to realize
where he was and exactly what he had been doing.

�Oh, hiyah Vegeta.� Goku replied
cheerily, apparently ignoring the new bulge in his pants. �I just came by to see what you were up to.�

The smaller man sighed in annoyance, he�d been doing that entirely too
much lately. He went for his bottle of water and took a swig. Goku was about to
make another comment but found himself too involved in
watching the Prince�s Adam�s apple bob up and down. He then went on to truly
appreciate the curves and contours of the Ouji�s lovely, thick and corded neck.

Vegeta nearly chocked on his water when he heard the brawny man begin to
purr softly. He forced himself to swallow and narrowed his eyes in annoyance.
There it was, that damned adjective again. And there was that Kami damned smell
again too.

Saiyans were known throughout the universe for having extremely
sensitive noses. In most situations they used there heighten sense of smell as
their sole avenue of identification. To a Saiyan everyone had their own
particular smell. Like Kakarot for instance, he smelled of the Earth itself; a
combination of dirt, grass, pine and such. But there were also other
influences, like his masculine musk and at times even sweat. It was a precise mixture
of these that made this scent only Goku�s. However, at this exact moment the
only thing the Saiyan Ouji could smell was what his kind referred to as lust.
Or arousal�or whatever you wanted to call it. And this irritated the Prince to
no end.

It wasn�t that he didn�t like the smell. He actually kind of enjoyed it.
It brought all kinds of naughty thoughts to mind. Though, he refused to let
these thoughts take away his common sense. Nonetheless, it was just the fact
that he knew that Kakarot had no idea he was even emitting the mouth watering
odor that bothered Vegeta the most. This meant of course, that he had no
intention on acting on it. As usual.

�Baka.� He muttered.

Goku smiled goofily, still in his weird trance.

�You smell nice, Geta.� He purred. �Kinda like cinnamon.�

The sated Saiyan leaned forward slightly and inhaled. �Mmmm�spicy.�

Vegeta cleared his throat loudly. �Stop flirting, Kakarot!�

�Whaa?!�

Goku instantly snapped out of his reverie.

�Flirting? What are you talking about?� Goku said defiantly. �I wasn�t
flirting. I was just�You�just�smelled�I don�t know! I wasn�t flirting! You�re a
boy!�

�Hn.�

�Anyway.� The raven haired man said as he
scratched the back of his head nervously.

His face was sporting a rosy tint.

�I just came by to ask if you wanted to go with me and the boys to look
for the Dragonballs?�

�Now why would I want to do that?� Vegeta asked snidely.

It was common knowledge to all what happened the last time that Vegeta
had actively sought out the Dragonballs. It didn�t turn out exactly as he had
planned to say the least.

�But those were the Namekian Dragonballs, Geta.� Goku whined.

�Nani?� Vegeta was puzzled by this sudden outburst. �What
the hell are you talking about, Kakarot?!�

�Huh?� Was the good natured Saiyan�s response.

A patented Vegeta growl followed. �Never mind, baka!�

�O. Kay. And when we find them we can wish everyone back; even Kalika�s
parents.� Goku said adding a famous Son grin.

Unfortunately, they never seemed to work on the Prince.

�What makes you think that I care about that girl and her parents?�

�Well, you seemed to. I mean you did hug her, Geta.� Goku said matter of
factly.

�First of all Kakarot,� Vegeta made special emphasis on the taller man�s
Saiyan name. �My name is not Geta. It is VEGETA! I am your prince and you will
address me with the proper respect!�

�Second, No I did not hug
her!� Another low growl.

�She. Hugged. Me.� He finished
through gritted teeth.�

�Geez!� Goku paled. �Sor-ry.
Well, you didn�t exactly blast her into
the next dimension.�

The last bit the younger Saiyan spoke in a near perfect imitation of the
Saiyan on Ouji. Vegeta narrowed his eyes in irritation. Goku just chuckled in
response.

�You like it?� He asked not really expecting a reply. �I�ve been working
on that one for a bit.�

The chestnut haired prince just glared in utter infuriation.

�I was just kidding!� Goku said rather quickly. �I know�Don�t mock the
Great Vegeta! But�I thought you liked Kalika. I thought you said that you might
he consider taking her for a mate?�

Vegeta�s eyes widened. He never said that. At least not out loud.

�Aww, Geta�Don�t be embarrassed.� The orange and blue clad fighter said
once he saw the look on the other man�s face. �I remember. You did. Right
before we left for Hawaii�I mean�She is
pretty. Maybe a little young�but Hey, if she�s interested��

Vegeta�s brown eyes got even wider before they narrowed into dangerous
slits.

�I never said that Kakarot.� He said in all seriousness.

�Huh?� Goku eyed the Ouji. Yep, he was serious.

Vegeta approached the taller male and stared him directly in the eye.

�I coulda sworn�� Goku said in complete confusion.

And then his shining onyx eyes lit up. �Hey, ya mean��

�No. Kakarot.�

�I can��

Growl.

��hear your thoughts now too?!�

Vegeta groaned. �Kuso!�

******

Kalika wiped the condensation from the bathroom mirror with a towel. The
shower had helped some. She was feeling a lot better. The nice blue haired
lady, Bulma had suggested it after she had found her in a sobbing heap in her
room.

The reason for this hysterical display had been the package that had
arrived at Capsule Corp today for her. The Palo�s insurance company had mailed
it per her parents� wishes. Under the condition that if something had ever
happened to them, they had wanted their only daughter to have the items
enclosed.

Kalika hadn�t even been brave enough to open it. She just collapsed in a
mess of tears. Bulma, to her credit, was very comforting. She had just stayed
there and held her until her sobs had dissolved into painful hiccups. She then,
in her seemingly infinite wisdom, suggested the hot shower. No wonder she was
proclaimed the World�s Smartest Woman.

If the folks around here were good for anything it was a nice soothing
hug. She smiled weakly to herself then, thinking of when she had turned to the
supposed Prince of Saiyans. Vegeta still looked at her funny when ever he saw
her.

In the last week, the young woman had been through a lot. She had
learned that she was an alien from another planet, got in a fight with some
weird robots, an evil devil bitch from hell and then her parent had been killed
in the process. On the one hand she had been oddly excited about finding out
who she really was. However, on the other, the excitement had been snuffed out by
the suffocating sense of loss over her family.

The twenty-one year old stared intently at her reflection in the mirror.
She ran her small fingers through her notoriously unruly hair. It had always
been a different sort of black, not even the slightest hint of brown. And
always spiky; her mother had always complained about it. The woman had taken to
just tying the long thick tendrils into a ponytail with whatever she could
find. A tradition that the young adult continued to this day.

Kalika released a ragged sigh as her eyes began to tear up again. Those
damned eyes. They should have been the give away. They just weren�t normal. Not
at all like anyone else�s. The weirdest honey brown�damned near yellow. They
just weren�t�human.

She growled in frustration when she accidentally knocked the house spray
over.

Growled? She had been a purrer all her life. Strange how she all of a
sudden realized how truly inhuman that actually was.

But, if there had ever been any reason to question what she was, it
should have been her Kami damned tail. I mean what kind of human just walks
around with a tail. Even her nose seemed so foreign to her now. It had always
been different from her mother and father�s. Theirs were larger and rounder.
Her�s, she now noticed, was much similar to Gohan�s and the rest of the
Saiyans. It was this same nose that had caused numerous problems throughout her
life. She smelt everything, not always a good thing. Gohan had informed her
that Saiyans had ultra sensitive senses. That had explained a lot. And don�t
even mention hearing everything. That most definitely was not a good
thing. Her larger than
normal ears had always reminded her of a monkey�s. Ha, know she knew
why.

Finally, her suspicions had been conformed when she learned from Gohan
that Saiyans were naturally quite similar to monkeys. That they could even
transform into these giant monkey like creatures called Oozaru when ever they
looked at the moon. He told her how he had even turned into one once when he
was a kid. Luckily, thanks to Bulma that wasn�t a problem anymore. She came up
with this serum to prevent it from happening without having to cut off their
tails.

Kalika then had wondered then why she had never transformed into a giant
Oozaru. I mean she had looked at the moon all the time. And another huge
question that had everyone baffled was why they had never sensed Kalika�s Ki
before. This also intrigued the blunette scientist. It didn�t take Miss Bulma
Briefs long to identify the cause for all the confusion. In fact the answer had
been with young Kalika the whole of her life; it was the silver bracelet she
wore on her right wrist. It had some sort of way of masking the Saiyan girl�s
power level, which also meant no Oozaru during the full moon. The only reason
that Gohan had sensed her on that fateful day had been because she had taken
off for the first time in forever. She had gotten it cleaned as a sort of
surprise for her mother. She had always complained that she never took it off
and that it must have been filthy. She fingered the newly cleaned bracelet. She
had practically had to threaten Bulma to keep the inquisitive woman from
experimenting on it.

Kalika adopted parents had always told her that it had been a gift from
her real parents so that in some way they would always be with her. She most
definitely couldn�t have anything happen to it. Apparently her birth parents
were both Saiyans (thanks to a blood test from Bulma) making her a full blooded
Saiyan. The only female left in all the universe according to the prince Vegeta
and Goku. The two of them also agreed that her birth parents must have wanted
to hide her power.

But from who? Gohan and the
others. But they were nice to her. For the first time in all her life
Kalika finally felt like she belonged. Everyone she�d met in the past few days
were weird, even the humans. She had never felt so comfortable around total
strangers in all her short years.

Gohan was a sweetheart and Trunks and Goten were hilarious. Bulma never
ceased to amaze her with her intellect. And the Namekian, according to Gohan,
Piccolo, though extremely quiet, even seemed to be please with her joining
their odd little group�or at least that�s what he said. But Goku and Prince
Vegeta were amazing. The last two full blooded male Saiyans in the universe.
They were so strong, it was ridiculous. Goku had already volunteered to help
her train. She was excited about that. With his help, she would be able to find
that bitch Nomi and make her pay for destroying her life. Yep, even after they
used those things that Gohan called Dragonballs to set everything right, she
was still going to make that bitch sorry she ever heard the name Kalika Palo.

She shook her head lightly; all this introspection had just made the
raven haired girl�s head hurt. So she just got dressed and headed back to her
room to brood and perhaps build up enough courage to open that damned box.

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Author�s Note:

(1). Goku?!:
Can you believe it? Vegeta called Goku�Goku!

Alright, alright. This was
probably not my best chapter to date. But
hey, after the last one, this was bound to be a little slower paced. The next
one gets a little more interesting�I promise.

Sorry for driving you crazy Mechanical
Butterfly. I posted this unedited version just for you. (And anyone else
who thought I was taking too long to update.) And soon all your questions will
be answered, but probably not out right. You�ll just have to pay extra special
attention in the next two chapters, okay.

And what�s up with Doctor Tyler and her experiment? Nomi thought that
she�d saw this thing somewhere before�Hmm. Any guesses?

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