Disclaimer: See the first chapter.
Note: So sorry about taking so long but since I only have four other fanfics I need to work on, I should finish chapters sooner (compared to how many unfinished ones I used to have, it's small). I think that there are about less than ten chapters remaining.
Chapter XII
"Why hasn't the portal opened yet?" Trunks asked impatiently, looking over his shoulder every few minutes as if Vegeta was hunting him down.
"I dunno. Maybe Bulma's having a problem,"
The younger Bulma snorted. "She's me and I'm too much of a genius to screw up!" Typical Bulma attitude.
"Oi!" Goku called as he entered the medical room. He had sensed the others earlier and had left before he could get something for Vegeta.
"Tousan what are you doing back here?"
"Why are you two still here? Why hasn't the portal opened yet?" Goku questioned them.
"We don't know."
"They've been here for about 20 minutes now."
A beeping noise errupted from some device in the room.
"What in the world is that?"
Trunks frowned in confusion then he raised the communicator from where it was stuck into his belt.
"Kaasan, what is it?"
"Trunks, we may have a problem here!" her voice said weakly.
Goku took the device from the shocked boy. "What is it Bulma?"
"I did a scan on the dimension just a few minutes ago. What I saw was very disturbing to say the least..."
"Go on."
"Well, it seems as if our dimension and theirs are trying to destroy one another you see."
There was a round of shocked noises. "Why? Do you know?"
"I'll have to look into it further, but you need to gather everyone up and get back here and quick. Just a safety percaution you see."
"I understand." He turned to the kids and ChiChi. "You three go back now and I'll go to the others." Goten and Trunks began to protest but then saw that it was useless.
"Alright," Trunks scowled. He practically snatched the communicator from Goku's hand and growled into it. "Kaasan, open the portal."
The space before them began to glow in an eerie green light. Trunks was just about to walk right through it when both Goku and Goten stopped him.
"Wait! Look, it's different than before." Goten said, amazed.
It was true. Instead of the transparent look that enabled them to see into the other dimension, it was opaque. There were a myriad of colors swirling in the opening as well as thick, rope looking tentacle things (think in terms of the corrupt portals in Reboot) reaching out as to grab someone and drag them into the dark oblivion that they called home. (Was that a good enough description? I hope so.)
Trunks stopped and gazed into it. His eyes widened and he began to back away. "What the hell...?" He fumbled for the communicator and shakily put it up to his ear. "Kaasan, what is going on?"
All he got was a seeming endless stream of cursing. After a while, Bulma calmed down and started to explain.
"I don't think that I can open it from this side. The Bulma there is going to have to create a portal generator. I can give her all of the instructions.... Shit!" Then there was a sound like she was smacking her forehead.
Goku took it from him. "What? What's wrong?"
"Most of the materials that this is made of came from outerspace!"
'NANI?!"
"Hai. You remember that excursion that I sent someone on, don't you? Well, he had found a metal that was almost perfect in every way. There were hardly no flaws in it's structure or anything. It also did not conflict was the sensitive electromagnetic waves --like some metal does-- that were used to create the portal in the first place."
Goku nodded like he understod her technical explanation. "Well, we can just go and get more."
"Iie. You can't! For one, the spaceship that we used doesn't exist yet and it won't be for another," she paused to recall, "20 or so years! Two, the metal came from an asteroid that had made it from the asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter and because there is no way to identify a single one from 10,000 or more, it's next to impossible to find."
"Well, can't we just get it from somewhere else?" It was ChiChi's turn to speak.
There was a pause. "We might. But I have no idea where."
"My father or I can build something to track the metal. Can you have her give me the atomic number and I'll see what I can do."
Goku passed the number on to her (since I can't remember the periodic table of elements from 8th grade (nor did I ever understand it), you can use your own imaginary number) and shut of the communicator.
"Well, that's that."
"Can't Bulma-san give the other Bulma the plans for the ship?" Goten asked. "Since she used it to get the new metal, it must be made of the usual stuff that you can already get."
"Yeah. Once Bulma can track it down, we can already have the ship made to go!" Trunks said excitedly.
"Trunks, you and Goten stay here while I go and tell everyone..." Goku started.
"Iie! Goten and I will go. You can discuss the plan with Bulma since you're practically the leader and everything."
Goku scratched his head in confusion. No one ever told him to stay and come up with a plan before. But being Goku, he didn't notice the obvious that something was definitely wrong with that situation.
Before ChiChi could open her mouth, the two kids were gone.
***
"Vegeta-san! Niichan! We have a problem!" The two boys rushed into ChiChi's kitchen where the two Vegeta's, Raditz, Nappa, Gohan and the rest were sitting.
"Who are you two?" the younger Vegeta asked, sneering.
"The Kakarott look-alike is my little brother," Gohan replied while doing a crossword puzzle. "The purple haired one is Vegeta's son."
"Please tell me that you're lying!" Vegeta gasped.
Trunks' mouth opened and he looked at his father accusingly. "Is this what you thought when I was born?"
The older Vegeta started to stutter. "Uh, n-no. Different circumstances make me say this..."
Gohan yawned and nodded his head. "Hai. That's exactly what he said."
"Niichan, why are you telling on everyone today?" Goten asked.
His brother shrugged. "There isn't much else to do. By the way, can anyone give me a six letter word for 'extreme anger or irrationality'?"
" 'Vegeta'," Everyone said in unison.
"What?" They both said. "How dare you! I'm the Prince of the Saiyans!"
"That will work as well as 'furore'."
"Is that even a word?" ChiChi asked.
"Hai. It's italian for 'fury'."
"Only you could come up with something like that. Does that count?" Goten said and Gohan shrugged.
"We completely forgot why we came!" Trunks suddenly exclaimed. "Look Gohan, we have to go back quick because the two dimensions are conflicting with each other..."
Gohan jumped up. "Well let's go!"
The two demi-sayians shook their heads sadly. "Iie. We can't. The portal is acting screwy," Goten explained.
"And Kaasan can't open it from her side. We have to open it from this one."
Gohan began to pace. "We'll just build something from this side...."
Again the hybrids shook their heads.
"They metal we need is from an asteroid that hasn't passed this way yet. We would have to get it from another place and the space ship technology in this time is sort of.... And no offense!" Trunks added quickly. "It's just..."
"Crappy," Goten supplied.
"Hai."
"What we need we can't get and to find more we need a machine that doesn't exist yet!" Gohan shouted, frustrated.
"That's about it. But like Goten said before, the metal for the ship does exist. Kaasan's telling Bulma how to make it as we speak."
"Good. That's great."
"I wonder how much time you have before everyone is destroyed," ChiChi said shakily.
Everyone grew sad. They didn't know and boy they wished that they did.
Okay, this came out somewhat faster. I'll try my best to write them quickly but I can't promise anything.