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Chapter 9: A Change of Plans
"Do you know how many nights you've caused me to wake up to sticky
sheets?" - Goten to Trunks
The first thing Goku was aware of was intense cold. After that, he was too busy
trying to draw air into his lungs to worry about getting frostbite. The feel of
Chelsia shaking against him was all he needed to figure out that she was having
the same problem.
'What is going on?' Goku panicked as he frantically looked around for a
clue. Everything was dark, so dark that couldn't see a thing. In the distance,
however, there was faint light, but it was more of a reflection than anything
else. Then he took a quick, closer look at his surroundings and realized that
they should probably return to Chikyuu before they both asphyxiated.
Linaga was no more.
Grabbing tight to Chelsia, he locked on to Vegeta's raised ki level and removed
them from the dangers of the vacuum of space. The sweet, sweet sensation of
breathing made them lightheaded and they collapsed to their knees upon the
living room floor, coughing harshly, chests heaving with the frantic effort of
drawing in precious air.
"You baka!" Vegeta shouted the moment the two of them appeared in
front of him. He was so relieved that his mate was alive that he was alternately
yelling and (though he would never admit it later) sobbing. "What the fuck
were you thinking?!" He kneeled beside him and grabbed him by the shoulders
and shook him roughly as if trying to knock sense back into his head. Nearby,
Trunks and Goten were attending to Chelsia, making sure that there was no
lasting damage from wherever she'd gone.
"I didn't think-" He cut himself off with another round of coughing.
"That's right -- you didn't!" The small Saiya-jin grabbed hold of Goku
once more and held him close. "You could have died, Kakarotto, and your
body would have floated out there forever. We don't know where Linaga is -- was
--, not really."
Sighing, Goku rubbed soothing circles on Vegeta's back. "Gomen nasai,
'geta. I had no idea that the Naghani had destroyed Linaga like Furiza destroyed
Vegeta-sei." He could have slapped himself when he realized how tactless he
sounded. Even though he was sure that Chelsia had no idea that there were very
few Saiya-jin survivors, the thought of her entire race being pretty-much wiped
out was saddening. "Chelsia..."
"It's okay," she whispered brokenly. "Nothing anyone can do about
it now, right?" Gently pushing the two boys' hands away, she stood shakily
and wandered out of the small home. "I-I need some time to think."
The four of them sat quietly for a long time, contemplating the young woman's
fate. "Should we make a few wishes on her behalf?" Goku wondered.
"We're not using them, so it wouldn't be a problem, but the Naghani are
still out there. We would have to hunt them down and take care of them first
before wishing her planet and people back."
His eyes gleaming at the prospect of a battle, Vegeta wholeheartedly agreed with
finding the transgressors and even went as far as to start planning the battle.
It took his mind off his mate's near-death experience, anyway.
Chelsia returned late into the evening when the four Saiya-jin were watching
television in an attempt at diversion. All of them dreaded the moment their
guest would return because none of them knew what to say to her. She came in
quietly and took a seat in the closest chair to the front door. Until the show
was over, no one said a word. Then Goku shut off the tv and sent everyone but
Chelsia out of the room.
"We have a plan," he began without preamble, "but we need more
information from you in order for it to work." The young woman looked up
hopefully, even though she wasn't sure what he was talking about. Goku told her
about the dragonballs and Shenron and the great power that the Eternal Dragon
possessed. He then told her that they could bring back her planet and her people
with little effort. "First, however, I need you to tell me all that you can
about the Naghani. We have to stop them from coming after you again if we
resurrect your people. Can Vegeta and the boys be present for this, or would you
rather it just be me and you?"
"If they are willing to risk their lives for me then I can't, in good
conscience, deny them something so minor."
Goku nodded and smiled at her approvingly. 'You can come back in here now.
'geta, bring Chelsia something to drink.'
'Well, you don't keep any hard liquor in the house...' his mental voice
was amused. 'If I was the girl I would want to get drunk off my ass.'
'I was thinking more along the lines of lemonade or iced tea!'
'When you treat me like a servant boy, you get backtalk. It's the way of
life, Kakarotto.'
Goku chuckled and jumped slightly when he noticed that Chelsia's purple eyes
were focused on him. "They'll be here in just a sec." She nodded and
favored him with a small smile.
"You were thinking about Vegeta, weren't you," she said softly.
"Something like that."
"It must be nice to have someone to put a smile on your face. You look so
happy and peaceful -- you both do." Chelsia sighed. "When I chose
military service, I did so to get out of an arranged marriage. I figured that if
I had more time to think that I would eventually come up with a way to
completely separate myself from Grenan honorably. He's not a bad person, but he
just doesn't feel right, you know?"
Oh he knew, he knew very well. ChiChi had not been right for him, either, but
he'd stayed with her for the sake of his children until he was widowed. Then he
felt relieved that he no longer had to endure a charade, but that in turn made
him feel guilty. When Vegeta somehow summoned him from hundreds of miles away,
it had felt entirely natural to answer the call. And when they'd consummated
their new relationship, it had felt as if everything was finally right
after countless years of being wrong.
"You can find someone special as well, Chelsia, and the first step is to
stop the Naghani so that they don't blow up your planet again after we wish it
back." He paused a moment to allow the other three Saiya-jin to get
comfortable (and for Chelsia to have a moment to enjoy her beverage) before
continuing. "Now, where did the Naghani come from?"
"We don't know. At least, I don't know. Most of the information
concerning them was kept only to the king and his closest advisors. The
commoners didn't have much information to go by, only that 'things would be
better soon'." She snorted bitterly. "Their definition of 'better'
leaves a lot to be desired."
"Tell me about their abilities. How did they attack you? Can they use ki?
Can they fly without the aid of a machine?"
Frowning, she said slowly, "They usually attacked on foot in neatly
organized squads. They did use ships on occasion, but it was always because our
own military were using them first. I don't know what you mean by 'ki' and I've
never seen them fly under their own power."
It was highly probable that the Naghani were ki users. The amount of life energy
Goku had sensed from them had rivaled Kuririn's, but over the years he'd become
adept at sensing when someone was not displaying all of their true power. It was
as if ki protested being dampened and beat its metaphorical fists at the
invisible wall holding it back. The minute fluctuations in someone's life energy
caused by the restrained ki trying to break free could be detected by Goku
without much effort.
"How did they usually attack?"
"Laser weapons. Martial arts. By using stealth. They were trained far
better than our own forces and were well known for being able to slit the
throats of an entire squadron in the night without ever being discovered. We
couldn't hope to match them when it came to skill and were outclassed
practically from the beginning. But we did try and, when it became apparent that
we couldn't defeat them alone, the king sent me and the others for help."
'Why did they have to go so far? Weren't there any places nearby where they
could have gotten help? Or were they isolated like Chikyuu?' Goku wondered.
Sometimes he forgot that not all planets were as fortunate as Chikyuu. Not only
did it have its own group of powerful defenders, but they could also always
obtain help from the spiritual plane if they ever happened to need it. "No
nearby allies?"
"None." Chelsia looked embarrassed. "Linaga doesn't have a
history of cooperation with other planets." Eyebrows rose at this admission
and another piece of the puzzle began to fall into place.
"If the Naghani weren't personal enemies, is it possible that they were the
allies of one of your enemies sent to do their dirty work?"
She flinched. "None of the places around us hated us so much that they
wanted to kill everyone! They might not have liked us, but they didn't
wish us dead."
"Are you sure about that?" Vegeta asked. "Did your planet have
more power than the rest?" The young woman nodded. "Then, there you
go. They were all too afraid to behave hostilely toward you so they masked their
true feelings so well that you all thought you were safe. I bet the Naghani were
hired by one of your enemies, maybe even a group of them, to take you down a
notch."
Chelsia looked as if she didn't want to consider the possibility. It was true
that Linaga was aggressive at times (especially when it came to new political
agreements), but she never thought that the people she'd trusted not to lead her
astray were that bad. "Perhaps you're right," she whispered.
"Perhaps we asked to be murdered so ruthlessly. I don't really know what
Linagans do when not on Linaga, but I know it has to be awful for them to hate
us so much."
"And maybe not," Goku said after a moment. "We don't really know.
All we can do is guess."
"Look," Vegeta said, impatient with the discussion, "we will kill
the Naghani for you no matter how powerful they are. No one is stronger than
Kakarotto and I, after all. Do you still want us to do this for you now that
you've considered another side of the situation?"
"Yes," she said firmly. "No matter what our government has done,
or what Linagans on other planets have done, so many people died that didn't
deserve it. Most of us had nothing to do with the numerous insults against other
planets or with the atrocities that were being committed."
Recognizing the unbreakable determination on Chelsia's face, Goku nodded once in
acknowledgement and said, "Then it will be done."
A/N: This is the end of the first movement, but
it's not the end of the story. I know it's been a long time since I posted the
first seven chapters of it, but I was trying to finish the second movement
before I did. Unfortunately, that didn't happen and it's still not finished (as
of 10-8-05). I was side-tracked (as usual) by another story, which is
complete and will be available for public scrutiny shortly. Once I take Passport
to Paradise through its final edits, I'll return my attention to Metamorphosis
Resurrection. Thank you for hanging around this long and I hope to see you again
when I post part two.
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