Chapter 6

Time has been passing. I’ve had a night filled with no sleep and days filled with pathetic training. Ever since I had that dream one I’ve had it every night, having it wake me up. Every time I see that it is Bulma and not Parsnipe who’s underneath me, it keeps surprising me. And every single time Bulma gives me the same plea.

“Please come back to me Vegeta.”

It keeps on repeating itself in my head, asleep or awake. I’m vigorously shaking my head, trying to get it out. With my head still again I see a fist which then hits me. I take a step back to not fall over by its power.

“Dad, you’re not concentrating, where’s your mind at?” Parawal asks me a little bewildered that she could hit me so easily.

I stand up straight, out of my fighting position. Parawal follows my example. I take a deep breath and open my mouth, but the words just don’t seem to want to be spoken.

Suddenly Parawal turns around. At first wondering what she is looking at, I then feel it too, an amazing power level, who’s is it, and what is it doing here?

“Dad, what is that?”

“Well how am I supposed to know that?” I ask a bit briskly.

She turns around and looks at me “Lets go check it out then.”

I nod, maybe this will get my mind of things.


As we neared this power it seemed to be getting weaker.

“Dad, where is it, I can’t feel it anymore.”

I grunt. “That’s because you’re not focused, concentrate, it’s weak, but it’s still there.”

She nods, stops in mid air and starts focusing on the very weak power level that is starting to be unnoticeable even to me.

“No dad, I really can’t find it anymore. Where’d it go?”

I blink. It vanished. Like it had never existed. “We’ll split and go look for it.” I say, determined to find out who it was.

I’ve been looking for about half an hour already and yet, there is nothing. Nothing that could have had that power. It’s only now that I notice Parawal has been on the same spot for a while. Darn it, she’s being lazy again, thinking she can just take a rest. I drop down my power and fly to her, making it so she wont be able to sense me, I’ll have my fury surprise her.

Standing behind a tree I see Parawal. Seems she stopped searching because she had found what she was looking for.

“I must go.”

“No wait! Please, wait, don’t go yet, I want to get to know you.”

What is this. Parawal is never interested in strangers. And the other voice, female, an accent, scared. If the power I sensed was indeed her, then why does she sound so scared? It doesn’t make any sense.

“I know, I’m sorry, but I really must go. It was really nice to see you again, but if your father is really around, I must go, I’m sorry, I can’t risk him see me.”

Say what? Again? What is that woman rambling about? And why can’t she risk walking in on me?

“Why not mom, I’m sure dad will be thrilled to see you again.”

My jaw drops down. Mom? The accent, it sounded familiar, but, it can’t be Parsnipe’s, can it? No, she died, I’ve carried her body, it can’t be her. The sky hasn’t been strangely dark, the dragon hasn’t been summoned, she hasn’t been brought back to life, it simply can’t be her.

Bringing her back to life, I’ve thought about it, but somehow I decided it would be better if I wouldn’t, though I’m not quite sure why not.

“Exactly, it will only be harder for me to go. And besides, I can’t go near him. He told me to leave. No matter how strong I’ve become over the years, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to beat these voices.”

It IS her. Unbelievable. This just can’t be. But, it is, how? What does she mean though? I told her to leave, I never did such a thing, she left on her own.

My mind flashes back to the day she left. I can still see her standing in the doorway in front of me.

~ “Goodbye my prince.”

Her hand moved to the door but she for some reason didn’t shut it.

“Tell me to leave you.”

“Say what?” What was she talking about?

“The voices, they won’t let me leave until you tell me to, please, tell me.”

“Leave.” I spoke barely above a whisper. She did leave though, the voices in her head, they hear everything. ~

I stand still in shock. I did tell her to leave. But, wait a minute, if she still can’t fight those voices, then maybe…

“Come over here.” Just as that day I say it so you almost can’t hear it, not wanting Parawal to know what is going on.

I look at what’s about to happen. Amazingly, Parsnipe takes a step towards me. And an other one.

“Mom, what’s wrong, where are you going?”

“Parawal, you can sense power levels right?”

I can see her nod out of the corner of my eye, my gaze fixed on Parawal.

“Is your dad behind me by any chance?”

I smile a little, Parsnipe has been through this before and even after all these years, she still recognises it, interesting.

“Hmm, lets see. I can’t sense my dad at all right now.”

“Concentrate, something’s telling me he can’t be far.”

She isn’t far anymore, just a few more steps.

“I’m trying damn it, gee, you’re just like dad.”

Now there’s a smile on Parsnipe’s lips as well. She walks around the tree and stops right in front of me. Then, to my surprise, though, it seems not to her, she gets down on a knee.

“Good to see you still know your better.” I smile. “You may get up now.”

She does just so. She looks at me, says nothing, does nothing, she just looks. I myself don’t know what to say either. One side of me just wants to be happy that she’s back, but the other side just wants to know how the heck she got back in the first place.

“Dad?” It seems Parawal had followed her mother, though she doesn’t have my attention right now.

“You think this is funny? You see his as some cruel joke? Commanding me around because you know I’ll do what you say no matter what, because there is nothing I can do to fight it?”

I cross my arms. “Perhaps.”

She smiles a little. “I figured as much, you haven’t changed a bit have you?”

“I’d say about just as much as you have.” Her smile reflects itself on my lips.

“Gosh, you’re still as beautiful as ever. If I would ever had gotten over you I would fall in love with you again right this instant.”

I jerk up an eyebrow. She’s never gotten over me?

“Eigenlijk is prins Vegeta best knap.”

She looks at me a little confused, then blushes.

“You know, it took me quite some time to figure out what that meant.”

“I’m surprised that you even remembered it.”

“At the time I had planned to just ask you what it meant some day, but, you know.”

She nods. “I know.”

She looks at me, a little in shame. My eyes go down a little, resting on her neck.

“Yes.” She pulls her hair back. “Your mark is still there. I’m forced to love you even in the after life.”

I grin.

“What’s so funny about that?”

“Nothing really, it’s just good to know that I’m not the only one.”

“Dad? Are you saying you will love mom forever? Then why not get back with her?”

“Parawal, I told you, I can’t stay.”

“Oh but mom, why wont you just let us wish you back then?”

This is weird. All her live Parawal has called Bulma her mother. Now she’s calling a woman she just met her mother, just because of the biology. It feels weird, but good as well.

“Because your lives are good they way they are without me. Well, forgetting these last few days that is.”

“Are you sure that you don’t want to come back? All it takes is one little wish.” I say hesitantly, somewhat liking the idea of having Parsnipe back in my life.

“Positive. The only reason I’m here today is because it felt like there was something wrong with my daughter.”

“Our daughter.” I correct her. She simply smiles, as does Parawal.

“So, are you going to tell us how you got here in the first place or what?”

“Yeah mom, you haven’t told me that yet.”

She sighs. “Very well.” She takes a seat in the grass and I and Parawal follow.