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[8] Group Angels - Watchtower
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Determination. She told herself that was what she was feeling. It was a lie, but it was a lot more comfortable than the truth. In fact, the girl felt sick to her stomach, as though plagued by some mythical virus which wrought havoc throughout her increasingly fragile body. The pangs of fatigue were almost familiar by now, but by no means were they welcome. The cyan haired princess wasn?t flying as fast as she could, instead, she was hardly expending effort as she soared through the blackening sky.

Bra?s thoughts returned to the events that had just passed. Meeting this ?Reijin? chump, who turned out to be some arrogant fool. She wondered how he would act if he knew who it was he was addressing, completely oblivious to the fact that he was one of her father?s closer allies. More importantly, her mind fell upon that of Uub and Kami. It was a welcome surprise to run into her dark skinned friend; she hadn?t even known he was a part of the tournament. Happily, her ?big brother? was alive and well, although in that unnerving silver haired form. The power that radiated from him was intense, but most bewildering of all was how that power felt. Although it was unmistakably Uub, the idea that he could have been somebody else constantly pervaded her mind. Finally, she simply attributed it to her having to adjust to her inexplicably expanded ki sense, and moved on.

Kami. The elder namekian who had saved her on more than one account. Only now did she realize just how much she missed the old warrior. He always managed to lighten the mood, no matter how dreary it became, and his strength was one that likely rivaled Raditzu?s own. But despite that, she didn?t fear his power. Maybe she trusted Kami even more than she knew. It was and odd conclusion, but the old alien was one of the first people she?d met in her travels. She hoped that they would get the chance to catch up in the near future.

She had been so occupied with the past, that she failed utterly to hear the call of her name. Even more disconcertingly, her sixth sense -which usually operated independent of Bra?s focus- failed to react to the encroaching source of power.

?Bra!? the word broke her concentration, but didn?t quite register within the girl?s mind. She looked over her shoulder, taking in the sight of the rapidly shrinking tower, some clouds, and a muscular green monster chasing after her. Nothing important. The princess looked ahead once more, her eyelids growing heavy once more. Wait!! Bra snapped her head to the side again to see Cell racing to catch up with her. In a state of half-awake surprise, she came to a halt instantly, waiting for her unlikely friend to near her.

?Cell?? she asked, dumbfounded, ?Where the hell?ve you been?? the hybrid demanded, suddenly screaming at herself mentally to shut up. Her voice was filled with far more concern for the black speckled monstrosity than she wished.

?That actually might interest you.? he replied, either completely misreading the girl?s tone or ignoring it altogether, ?I just came from the hospital. Seeing as how you?re headed that way, I thought that I?d let you in on something of interest.? Bra?s countenance lit up with curiosity, although she was beginning to tire of being sidetracked, even if she was concerned for the creature?s well-being. Not like she?d admit it.

?Yeah? Let?s hear it. We don?t have long.? the princess? words were short. She had to move quickly, and required haste on Cell?s part as well.

?I?ve found Doctor Flagg... our mysterious journal-scribe.? the android answered, a note of triumph evident in his speech, ?I decided to return there after-?

?He?s here?? interrupted Bra, obviously excited at this new turn of events. Cell nodded his confirmation, but both reunited warriors cut their conversation short for the moment as a ki signature caught their attention. It was closing in at an alarming rate, but the heiress knew who it was. She smiled, though the approaching fighter couldn?t hope to see her face. It was her father.

?What?s going on?? he demanded upon his arrival.

?Vegeta.? the genetic experiment replied, turning away from Bra and toward him. The cyan haired hybrid was surprised that he knew her father. She wondered how that came to pass, but once again, her thoughts were interrupted, ?I have some information which might save you two the trip back to that hell-hole.?

Did he know they were going to the hospital?

?Well?? Vegeta demanded, once again.

?Follow me.? Cell replied. Dammit, you green freak! I don?t have time for this ?follow the leader? bullshit! The remnants of the royal family followed the winged monster, heading back from whence they came. The makeshift trio touched down right in front of a human who stood among the ranks of the angels. All eyes were now on them.

?Cell, lad!? came the greeting of the man, clad in a lab coat, ?Back so soon??

?Yes.? a simple answer, ?I?ve brought someone that needs to speak with you. And it?s time we had some answers about what?s going on here... Bra, Vegeta, meet Doctor Flagg...?

?You?re Doctor Flagg?? the princess exclaimed. It was a stupid question, but during this sick and twisted sideshow, Bra was starting to become accustomed to things going wrong in the worst possible fashion. Meeting someone who actually might be worth something was almost a slap in the face.

?In the flesh.? he replied, ?What can I help you with, hm??

?Well... I?m not sure, exactly. We were just on our way to get some information on Brim. ...Uh, you were involved in that VX research, right?? the young warrior inquired. The scientist heaved a deep sigh, rubbing his eyes with a thumb and forefinger, before taking a deep breath. It seemed that the subject was quite difficult for the doctor.

?I... yes. I?m not proud of it... but I was responsible for the alteration to VX.? he answered.

?VX?? Vegeta inquired, wanting to know what they were talking about so as to follow along with the conversation.

?Yes. VX. It?s a terribly potent neurotoxin. Less than a teaspoon could kill you. Even less than that if you inhale it.?

?You mean... even if it gets on your skin... it could kill?? the prince queried, trying to bring everything into absolute clarity.

?Yes. Absorbed through skin or the eyes... breathed in... it doesn?t matter. The only difference is the amount required to become fatal. And in almost every case, far more VX than necessary is used... so I wouldn?t take much stock in the variation anyway.? Doctor Flagg looked down, wringing his hands nervously, ?You see... my team and I made some breakthroughs which eventually led to us using nanites, which are essentially tiny robots, injected into the bloodstream. These robots would work quickly to neutralize VX, and restoring any damaged tissue in the process. However... the enemy combined VX with another chemical which confused the nanites long enough for the neurotoxin to run it?s course.?

?Are you talking about Blue-2?? Bra inquired. A look of shock flashed onto Flagg?s visage, as though she had just made a vulgar comment about his mother.

?Y-Yes. Blue-2 would essentially ?stall? the nanites long enough for the VX to kill it?s victim. However, it quickly wore off, but left the nanites? programming... flawed. They began... restoring and rebuilding the bodies of... of the dead...?

?Zombies.? Cell finished for the doctor, removing the burden of explanation from the haggard man of science, ?There?s more information contained on his PDA. Perhaps reading from it might be...? the android grunted in annoyance, ?Easier on Doctor Flagg.?

?Wait! A PDA?? the demi saiyan perked up, ?Does it play CDs??

?Well, yes. Why?? the scientist was confused. The cyan haired girl quickly withdrew her capsule, allowing it to open in her palm. Once the smoke cleared, a gleaming compact disc sat, suspended on her fingertips.

?This disc has all the files about Brim from the military base on it! We?ve got to know just what?s on here! Give me your PDA, already!? Bra demanded. Doctor Flagg quickly withdrew the large, portable device, clicking open the disc tray. The princess quickly set the CD inside, closing the unit, careful not to scratch the item. Vegeta, Cell, and the doctor crowded around the girl, each one vying for a good vantage point from which to view the small LCD screen on the scientist?s device, ?Okay... here we go.? Bra double clicked the image of a CD on the screen.
"I wasted time and now time doth waste me."
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"I just made you up to hurt myself, and it worked."


Messages In This Thread
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Burter Jr - 11-14-2005, 09:03 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android 17 - 11-15-2005, 03:55 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android-18 - 11-16-2005, 10:16 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Raditzu - 11-16-2005, 02:19 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Old Dave - 11-16-2005, 05:24 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android 17 - 11-17-2005, 02:04 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Bardock - 11-17-2005, 06:12 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Kami - 11-17-2005, 09:04 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Bra - 11-17-2005, 09:17 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android-18 - 11-17-2005, 12:36 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Sammah - 11-17-2005, 03:20 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android 17 - 11-18-2005, 01:44 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Bra - 11-18-2005, 07:19 AM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Raditzu - 11-18-2005, 01:50 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Zarbon - 11-18-2005, 02:07 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Reijin - 11-18-2005, 03:21 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Old Dave - 11-18-2005, 05:02 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Android-18 - 11-18-2005, 05:33 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Reijin - 11-18-2005, 05:47 PM
[8] Group Angels - Watchtower - by Burter Jr - 11-18-2005, 09:01 PM

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