To my beloved readers. I know this story is much different then Chaos, Panic, and Deception. However, I loathed that story. I made Sarah too powerful, which was honestly not right. This story is somewhat similar, yet very different. Go on, flame me. I honestly do not care. All I know is that I see great potential in this story, whether you like it or not. I have improved my writing skills, and I was able to see the many flaws in my other story. In truth, I had no where else to go. Buu would not want anything else with a mere girl. Therefore, she would have died, and the world blown up, blah blah blah.....))

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.

Present time: 12: 26 PM

Date: Unknown

Time period: Majin Buu has just obtained the form known as Super Buu. Preparing to unleash the Human Extinction Attack.

Fate has been altered. What will happen is uncertain. Who will win is uncertain. What is certain is that nothing will ever be the same again......

Minutes before the devastating attack.

"Sedar? Sedar!" A high, fluty voice pierced the stillness of the alley. There was a soft moan, a rustling of clothing as the young man stirred. "Sedar, what happened to you?!" Quick, anxious footsteps neared him, kneeling down on all fours to stare directly in his face. His brown leather jacket and torn blue jeans were splattered with blood, and she counted four new holes in his jeans, and two in his jacket. The young man moaned again, his dark brown eyes fluttering open to lock dazedly on the shimmering, wavering face of his younger sister. "Sedar......did they beat you up again?" Her delicate, pale face was set in a firm snarl of rage. A soft smile crept across his face. His thirteen-year old sister would do anything to protect him.

"Maybe if I wasn't so weak, I could defend myself......" The fifteen-year-old murmured softly, one bloodied and battered hand reaching up to gently touch the side of his sister's face. She grabbed his hand, firmly pressing it against her left cheek, her soft blonde hair caressing his hand.

"Don't ever say that again Sedar! You're strong. I know you are." The doubt was clear in her tone, ringing throughout the alley. He closed his eyes, turning his head away in shame. "Come on. Mom will be worried." She spoke softly, wrapping his arm around her neck and forcing him to stand with her. Then, supporting him, she slowly guided her brother out of the valley. "What did those freaks want this time?" She hissed, her icy blue eyes glaring angrily at the way ahead of them. Sedar glanced over at her, looking past her wavy blonde hair to see the grim expression on her face.

"Natsumi........" He began, then staggered, tensing and clinging to her so he would not fall.

"Don't you Natsumi me!" She snapped, sounding like an angry parent. Her tone softened as she gazed at her brother's state. "What did they do to you now? Honestly, why would they attack you when something like this is going on?"

Sedar shook his head, causing his spiky blue-dyed hair to sway slightly with the motion. Pain throbbed through his head and he winced, moaning quietly. "They.....they said they wanted to have fun before Majin Buu destroyed the planet......" He could feel Natsumi quivering in rage under his shaky limb. "It's all right, let it go..."

"You're pathetic!" Sedar rocked back, jerking his arm away to stare at her. Natsumi refused to look at him, though tears shimmered in her eyes. "You always act like they have the right to beat you up while you just sit and cower in the shadows. It's not right!" There was a moment of stunned silence, and Sedar wavered, nearly tipping over.

"....You're right." Natsumi shot him a hard glance, but stopped at the horrified expression on his face. "I....I always do that, don't I.......?" He blew out a sigh, a sigh that, he thought grimly, marked him as a coward.

"Sedar....."

"No, we need to get home. Let's go." Natsumi moved to help him as he harshly stated this, yet he shrugged her off. With a hurt expression on her face, she followed quietly, noticing he refused to limp anymore, even though blood was drizzling freely down his leg. They had used a knife or something to jab at him, for she could see the puncture wounds that lay in wait underneath the tears on his knees. Sedar was always the quiet one, very meek and.....well......a bit cowardly when it came to stuff like fighting and stuff. In fact, when he had come home with his spiky hair dyed blue, she could only stare. He wasn't one to pull something so bold like that. Suddenly, in front of her, Sedar froze, jerking her out of her memories.

"Hey look Natsumi......fireworks......." His husky voice was filled with awe. Natsumi blinked, stepping so that she was level with him and looked up. Amidst among the silvery clouds, pink sparkles raced elegantly across the sky. They seemed to be growing larger and larger, glittering with some unknown malice. Natsumi murmured softly, her icy eyes wide in wonder and child-like glee.

Sedar smiled softly, watching his sister's thrilled expression. They both loved fireworks with a passion, and had competitions to see who could make the biggest one. Suddenly, her face wavered, turning to horror and shock. His brown brows knitted together in confusion. Slowly, he looked back up at the so-called fireworks. They weren't just any normal fireworks. Long, pink tails streaked after them, similar to comets. A horrible, whining wind picked up, and thunder shook the earth, nearly knocking Sedar off his feet. Natsumi cried out, throwing herself in front of Sedar. Knocked off balance, Sedar fell to the ground, Natsumi falling heavily on top of him. With a grunt, blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth, running down to the base of his neck and forming a puddle. Forcing his eyes open, Sedar began to quiver as the pink streaks of light shot towards them. He could feel Natsumi shift, could feel her spot the streaks.

"N-Natsumi......" He choked, desperately trying to shove her off. She resisted, digging into the ground with her feet and bracing herself. The lights struck her body, cleaving huge, messy holes into her back. Sedar began to scream, desperately trying to get up. Blood pooled from her body onto his, drenching his clothes in it. He felt Natsumi stir, felt her hand seek his.

"S-Sed-dar.............." Then, she was gone. The life driven out of her like it had been snuffed by a candle. With heart-wrenching sobs, Sedar, though deprived of all energy, forced himself to sit up. That was when the last horrific light came. It drove through Natsumi's lifeless body, gutting her in half. Sedar choked on the blood filling his mouth, watching in horror as the light streaked towards him. Resisting, he threw up his arms, forming an X with his forearms. The blast struck the X full force, the massive cuts on his arms gleaming brilliantly. What happened next was unknown. Sedar was blasted off his feet, slammed into a nearby building. His head rolling back, he slid to the ground, the screams of the cursed lights and cries of humans filling his head just before he blacked out.

A few hours later......

"What a fucked up dream....." A soft, husky voice floated out of the seemingly dead man. Sedar stirred softly, reaching out with one hand to grasp the back of his head. His eyes were still firmly closed. With a moan, he rose, slowly opening his eyes. The wounds that littered his form were still there, yet seemed trivial to what he saw next. For a moment he stopped dead, horror, guilt, and fear running through him as he spotted Natsumi's mangled corpse. "No.........no, it can't be!" He whispered, taking painfully slow steps towards her. "NATSUMI!" He screamed, his voice spiraling up to the cold, uncaring sky.

"Natsumi..........." He fell to his knees, tears running down his face and splattering upon her own, leaving streaks on her blood coated skin. "Why Natsumi?! Why did you have to go and do something like that?!" Sedar's form jerked with silent sobs, and he reached up with one hand to cover his face. Eventually, his sobs slowed, his body relaxing as he took deep, shuddering breaths. "How.....how did I survive, while you couldn't?" He moaned quietly, wiping his tears on the back of his wrist. Cold, yet oddly soft material stroked his face. Freezing, his entire body became tense, while his breath came out in short, panting motions.

Slowly, cautiously, he brought his wrist down, expecting to find them mangled and charred from the blast. Where his forearms had been struck, there was now an odd type of clothing wrapping around them. It looked like a black gauntlet, yet strips of yellow surrounded the top and bottom. It covered up the back of his hand a bit, and stopped just before his elbow. "What.....?" Gingerly, he touched the thing, jerking his hand back as it seemingly pulsed under his fingertips. "What the hell is going on?!" He screamed, covering his hands with his face.

And so, Sedar has been badly wounded, both physically and mentally. However, the torture does not stop here. It continues on, for he has a destiny. Yet, fate may alter this destiny, and it will be up to him whether he chooses to save, or destroy the planet.