The Prince's Adviser [Vegeta x Saiyan! Female! Reader]

Chapter 44~ It's Finally Over

Year 774 ([Name]= 24, Vegeta= 42) [Trunks= 8, Gohan= 17, Goten= 7]

"Do you hear me, people of the world?" A voice spoke out. It was one that the adviser never thought she would hear again. She looked to the sky, nothing, the voice was in her head, and it was a voice she loved more than any other.

"Vegeta--"

"I am speaking to you from another place-- I am sure all of you already know, Majin Buu killed you. However, through a mysterious power, I had you brought back. Now-- Everything should be exactly as it was before Buu's attack; this is no dream." She sure hoped it wasn't. "However, in a place far from you, a warrior is fighting Buu for you. Our odds, though, aren't the greatest. Majin Buu makes Cell look like a child in comparison-- however, with your help, we can actually defeat him.

"Raise your hands to the sky and lend us some of your energy, with this, we can defeat Buu. It may make you weary. Maybe it'll feel like you just ran-- but it will be more than enough-- Now, please, raise your hands to the sky."

"The Spirit Bomb--" [Name] muttered to herself, looking around and finding she's alone. "Wait-- they're using the Spirit Bomb? They're using the Spirit Bomb?! When has that actually worked?!" She screamed at the sky, a frown taking to her lips. She couldn't believe this was the plan she had heard fragments of, but-- she wished them the best. Powering up, she gathered as much of her energy as she could muster, sending it to them.

While, so, she took off to the sky, flying towards the lookout. With her power level, easily, she could fly and give them the rest. She might need a nap afterwards, but she could easily give him the rest. In her head, as she flew, she could hear the softest mumble of, "That was all [Name]'s energy-- Keep going, Kakarrot." It seems her energy was enough to create a decent start. She did have the highest power level on the planet, so--

Sadly, the earthlings didn't seem to care, and that annoyed the Saiyans. Such a stubborn, selfish race, they didn't even care that they were brought back to life, and that someone was fighting for their sake, they all rolled their eyes and left the two full bloods to do their bidding.

"Don't give up, Vegeta, I believe in you--" She muttered, flying while still trying to give as much energy as possible. If she shows up at the lookout with the tank drained, then so be it. She will give as much energy as she possibly can. But, she shouldn't be it, there needed to be more. Her breath was already haggard, as she wasn't even at the lookout yet.

"Listen, earthlings-- I won't say this again." She flinched at the anger in the Prince's voice, but she understood-- she knew that they must not be giving anything to help them. She can't do it all. Even they knew that. They must have only received the Z Fighters' help and no more. "Stop your whining! All you have to do is raise your hands to the sky!!!" The Prince was furious.

"That's one way to do it-- I mean, the wrong way, but still an approach..." The adviser shook her head with a sigh, seeing the lookout in the distance. She was close, she could make it. And, when she gets there, she will give the last of what she can. The Prince begged, but no one helped. She could feel it from there, no one helped.

"Please--" His begging startled her. "Please, all of you... just raise your hands... help us-- Please. Please, just raise your hands!" She could hear it in his voice, she had to give more, if she could. She was almost there. Almost-- Just about.

"Incoming!" She yipped, not expecting to actually plummet into the lookout. Her landing wasn't so graceful, but she slid a little, landing on her butt, besides the other Z Fighters, minus that of the three half Saiyans and the Namekian. "I'm alive--" She whined, laying on her back among the group and putting her hand up.