didn't know where she was. Before she could attack, however, he turned around as fast as lightning and threw a ball of energy in her direction. Judging by her surprised gasp, he had hit and in the shining light of the energy attack he saw how it broke through some chunks and flew away for meters.She came to rest in a ray of sunshine. Sunbeam? Vegeta's eyes followed the light and discovered a wide crack in the wall through which the golden beam came in. A second exit! "Get out of the way," he snapped at Medison who had got up again and with a blow that she hadn't expected he threw her to the ground. Then he let the wall go up with a blast, turned around and let a cloth fall to the floor. With a snooty smile he said to the fighter lying on the ground: "Here. To wipe the blood. I think you can use it" Then he turned around and walked slowly towards the exit. Medison struggled to get up and glared at him. The last blow had been unfair. With a quick step she passed him and ran outside. She breathed a sigh of relief. *Fresh air. Finally * Suddenly and without warning, the mountain collapsed behind her. With a loud scream she turned to “VEGETA!” She couldn't see anything. Fine dust seeped into her lungs and eyes, making breathing torture and sight impossible.Coughing loudly, she tried to find the Saiyan prince. After a painful 4 minutes that seemed like ages the dust settled and she could see better again. She hastily glided her eyes over the stones until they suddenly came across a crouched person. Medison hurried to the spot and recognized Vegeta who was still coughing on a stone. He had narrowly escaped the rock, some bleeding scratches pointed to the breadth of a hair. Medison stood in front of him. He looked up. She pulled out the cloth that Vegeta had sneered at her feet, dropped it and said sarcastically: "Here. To wipe the blood. I think you can use it." Then she turned around and stood on the edge of the cliff. Vegeta growled something after her, which the author of this story wanted to censor better, and wiped his bloody face with the cloth. Meanwhile, Medison had relaxed a little again. Actually, she felt sorry for the scornful remark she had just made.He had said the same thing but on the other hand…. he had also saved her from the collapsing ceiling of the cave. probably more out of reflex than a real willingness to help, but still. He had saved her. * I should actually thank you for that. He's a disgust, but still. Just because he is one I don't have to behave the same way * with this thought she turned around "Vegeta, I wanted-" but she stopped in the middle of a sentence because she noticed that he wasn't paying any attention to her. He stared past her over the cliff. When she followed his gaze, she stopped too.




Sequel follows.




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* gäääähn * human, I'm tired. I'm going to hop into bed now. I hope you like the ff even if I wrote it dead tired.




regards




your


Bulma-san



PS: No liability for spelling mistakes and grammar this time