"Who are you?" "Not who, the question is why?" and with that that strange voice disappeared in the low hum of the halogen lamp on the ceiling.


In the meantime, Bulma was sitting alone again in her twilight state in this dark room "Stupid! I can think as much as I want, there is no place I can go. Actually, I'm just running away from reality ... Wherever I go go, I never do anything clever. That's why there is nobody who can use someone like me. Papa and Vegeta only need the scientist Bulma Briefs ... and not really me. I knew that from the beginning. But why ... "It starts, go into the Bakelite tube again and sleep a moment, it won't be long before he's there ..." "Yes".


Vegeta was walking through a long dark corridor, in which there was neither light nor any other electrical functions, it was so quiet that Vegeta could hear the breathing of a flea, he had to keep all his senses on alert, but nothing happened until he came to the door to the large basement room.When he tried to open it, an elechtric blow streamed through his hand, "Shit!", Which didn't bother him too much and with a loud roar he thirsted the door with some energy balls, but this room was also completely dark, but only two small red lamps He noticed that something was wrong with these two lamps, but only when he bumped his nose against a pane of glass did he notice that it was Bulma's eyes that glowed so red and when he began to drum on the pane while shouting loudly, the light went on and the picture Vegeta presented was terrible. Bulma was in a rigor mortis-like state, she swam in a shimmering yellow liquid and hung from a cross made of cables. Some blood flowed from her left hand, which immediately dissolved in the water, Vegeta took off his left glove, it was this hand with which he had caught this really violent electric shock. He flew up about three feet until Bulma's face was level with his, then he leaned his forehead against the window and looked at his bleeding hand. "I'm sorry, it's my fault ..." "What a picture.The proud Sayajin prince mourns the loss of a girl from the common people, like in a fairy tale. "And a young man, barely older than Vegeta, stepped out of the shadows of a large computer, amid a serene laugh. "" Haven't you learned yet? Not who but why? Who I am is not that important, according to the letters I am one of the most important people in the Capsule Corporation, I am Taro Zeppelin. My name certainly doesn't mean anything to you, but yours says something to me, you're the murderer of my entire family, they had died once before and therefore could not be resurrected by the Dragon Balls. "" And what has this got to do with Bulma? "Well, actually nothing at all, actually everything was pure coincidence that she met you, that she comes from such an ancestry and that she is endowed with the soul of the fallen angel."


While Vegeta and Taro were talking, Bulma had awakened from her> rigor mortis





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