"He may have been evil in the past, but he was forced to be that way.  Furiza forced him to kill from when he was a little boy.  How could anybody expect him to grow up to be any different?  He changed though, when he came to Earth, he really changed.  He became a good man fighting to save people.  He always pretended he didnt love Trunks, or me, and everybody just accepted that as the truth.  They didnt know him like I did.  I knew he cared about us really; I dont know how I knew, I just knew."  Bulma took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. " I just wish there was some way I could bring him-" Bulma stopped mid-sentence and though about what she had said.  She looked at the HFIL around her, and her eyes widened with sudden realization.

"Bulma?"  Gohan said carefully, trying to read the expression on her face.  Bulma looked up and made a decision.

"Gotta go." she said quickly and hurried towards her plane, a group of extremely confused Z Warriors following close behind.

Bulma jumped into her plane, and before any of the Z Warriors could protest or try to stop her, she had already taken off.

As the Z Warriors watched Bulma fly off into the distance, Akumasenka charged at Gohan.

*   *   *   *   *

Bulma tried to concentrate on steering her plane as she thought about what had happened to Vegeta.  It had been so horrible, so fast.  He had tried to say something to her, but he had never had the chance.  It did not matter though; Bulma knew what he had been trying to say.  Akumasenkas act had prevented Vegeta from opening his heart for the first time, and she would see him dead because of it.  For now though, she had to deal with the matter at hand.

For around ten minutes, Bulma kept flying concentrating on nothing but getting where she wanted to be, until something caught her eye.

Bulma hovered in the air as she looked out of her window.  Four tiny, little people were walking underneath her.  Four children; one with black hair, two with lilac hair, and one who didnt have any hair at all, just a bright green, bald head.  Bulma chuckled to herself, and moved in to land.

*   *   *   *   *

"Not long now, guys."  Keiichi said reassuringly, noticing the bored and tired expressions on his friends faces.  "I'm almost sure thats my daddys energy I'm sensing.  Huh?  Thats funny.  Trunks, your Dads energys totally vanished.  Thats not good."

Keiichi looked over at Trunks, and could see from the look on his face that he obviously had no idea whatsoever about energy or that you could sense it.  "Saiya-jins."  Keiichi muttered, and the four of them kept on walking.

Around five minutes later, as the children passed yet another group of terrified somethings, a loud humming filled the air, gradually growing louder and louder.  Keiichi, Trunks and Goten all looked up to see Bulmas large, yellow Capsule corp. plane coming down to land about ten feet away from them.  Sayokes cries were added to the din as she woke from her sleep.

Bulma landed her plane perfectly, and hurriedly climbed out to meet the four children as they stared at her ship.

"And just where do you think youre going?" she asked as soon as she reached them.

Bulma flew her plane through the HFIL, the four children sitting on the seats around her.  "Keiichi," she lectured, not hesitating at all as she expressed her disappointment in them.  "You should know better.  Do you have any idea how angry your dad is?  He nearly killed me there and then when I told him youd all ran off!"  Keiichi hung his head in shame.

"Aha!  Bulma cried, looking at the land below.  "Here we are."

*   *   *   *   *

Bulma walked through dripping tunnels, traveling deeper and deeper underground, with Sayoke in her arms, and Trunks, Goten and Keiichi hurrying to keep up behind her.  Bulma knew this guy liked caves and tunnels, that was how she had found him, but she had never expected it to be quite this bad.

The tunnel walls, ceiling and floor were wet, covered with some sort of slimy gunge that even Bulma could not identify; pictures of young children had been carved into the walls, and more pictures showed both children and adults screaming in pain as large swirls emerged from their bodies.

Bulma thought of turning back, but she reminded herself of Vegeta, took a deep breath and carried on walking, trying not to think of what she was stepping in, or where it came from.

After almost twenty minutes of continuous walking, Bulma finally reached an opening at the end of the tunnels.  She stepped into the light, and found that she had just entered an enormous throne room.

In the middle of the wall opposite her, surrounded by guards, was a large, ornate gold throne, upon which sat the most terrifying creature Bulma had ever encountered, not because he looked frightening, but because she knew what he could do.

"You there!" the creature roared at Bulma, his eyes ablaze with fury.  "Who are you?  How dare you trespass here?"

The creature had skin that resembled pure silver, shining brightly in the light that numerous candles around him emitted, eyes that were also silver in colour, and long, silver fingernails and fang-like teeth.  His long, straight hair, which fell to near his waist, closely resembled flowing melted silver.

Bulma gulped, and walked slowly towards him, her knees trembling in fear.  Goten, Trunks and Keiichi continued to follow her and Sayoke remained asleep in her arms.

"Vileddae."  She said quietly when she reached the great gold throne.  "I came here to make a request."

Vileddae looked at Bulma thoughtfully before he spoke again.  "And what request would that be?"

"My - er - partner has just been killed, over in the HFIL.  I really need him alive.  Please could you revive him?  Please?"

"I can. " Vileddae replied, grinning at Bulma, an evil glint in his sharp silver eyes. " But it comes with a cost."

"What do you want?"  Bulma asked nervously, not wanting to know what Vileddae would ask for.

"Well, I am quite a dedicated collector of souls."  Vileddae informed her, pointing out shelves against his walls that were full of large crystal vials containing glowing wisps of bright, colourful matter that could not be identified as either a liquid or a gas.  "Your soul appears quite lovely.  Who do you want to revive?"

"Fine."  Bulma said quickly, not wanting to rethink her decision too soon. " You can have my soul.  Now I want you to revive Vegeta, the Saiya-jin Prince."

Vileddae stared at Bulma, his mouth slightly open in shock.  "The Saiya-jin prince?"  he repeated, still staring at Bulma, who nodded silently. " I'm afraid that will cost more than just your soul.  A lot more."

"What more do you want?"  Bulma asked, tears beginning to form in her eyes.  What if she couldnt bring him back?

"Well," Vileddae replied, once again grinning evilly.  "I also happen to be a dedicated collector of young children.  I notice you just happen to have brought four along with you.