I decided to make a non Mary Sue fic, it seems that whenever someone makes a new character apear on DBZ, the character always tries to go after one of the one's already taken.
Trunks: Do you know how many fan girls I have to run from every morning! Do you!?
-.-;;.... And this is what it all leads to folks-
Trunks: I am sick of them!
*sweatdrops.* Very agitated Muses...
Trunks: ARG!!!
*edges away from Trunks.* So I was inspired to make a fic that would include me, but not be mary sue. So here's the first chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z!
Claimer: I own me!
Warnings of: Language mostly.
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"Trunks! Where the fuck did you learn how to drive!?" I demanded while clinging to the back of the truck's seat while Gohan clung to the passanger seat for dear life as Mirai Trunks drove like a crazy person weaving and dodging around cars as the Cops chased us down the bridge.
"I didn't!" Trunks answered as he made my fathers formaly nice blue truck swerv around a semi-rig and bashed the left side into the railing. Now the truck would be a nice heap of scrap by the time the chase was over.
"I'm Gonna DIE!" Gohan screamed out as he cried.
"No, We're just gonna get busted!" I roared out and pointed to the bridge's end. "A ships coming! The bridge is rising! Damn You Karma!" I screamed the last bit out while shaking my fist, and then ducked down as more bullets came tearing through the now broken window.
Trunks narrowed his sapphire eyes and caused Gohan and I to get very frightened, and we were already frightened from the gun fire.
"Oh Fuck!" I cried out as realization hit me and dove down between the seats as Gohan scrambled over the seat and crawled ontop of me. Crying, shaking and praying for our lives Gohan and I clung to each other like the children we were. Well, eleven year old and seventeen year old that we were. But hey, when a twenty year old Anime character is driving your fathers truck, then yeah you had a right to be scared.
"I want my mommy!"
"I want mine too!"
"Hang on!"
I felt the truck suddenly take on a verticle assent and then a feeling of flight over took it and then, with an earth shattering bam we landed, I quickly scrambled out from under Gohan and looked through the broken window in the back, a quote from a movie came to my mind.
"Can you fly you fuckers!? Can You!?" I shot out as the cops stopped and were cut from sight as the bridge was now straight up in the air.
"You know," Trunks started. "For a human girl you sure cuss as much as my father."
"Yeah." Gohan agreed while nodding his head up and down.
I arched an eyebrow at them as we piled out of the vehicle and watched as it just fell apart. "Well... when stressful stuff happens I curse way to much." I admited before Trunks grabbed my by the arm and took to the air, Gohan following behind us.
With nothing to really do now that most of the excitment was over, my mind drifted back on how this all started...
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"Da~ad," I whined out, giving puppy eyes. "Please? Pleasepleasepleaseplease???"
"No." My father replied icely as we passed the convention for Dragon Ball Z and other Anime's.
"But-"
"No means no, we don't have time. Maybe next week."
I sighed and dropped my head. That was how I missed out on Mew, Celebi and Jirachi/Deoxys with Pokemon. How I missed that code for one of the four God Digimon, and now how I missed my chance to have a rare three foot tall Goku SSJ3 Plushie or four foot long Kohaku River Dragon Plushie!
"Damnit." I muttered and followed after my father, eyes downcast and hat drawn over my eyes so I never saw who I ran into next.
With a thud I found myself on the floor and on my butt. Groaning I looked up and saw a girl about a year younger than me clutching a device to her chest, red eyes narrowed and pink hair styled like a flame around her head.
Wait, red eyes?
"What are you staring at whore!?" She shot out, my blood turned cold. I had never taken kindly to names, and always reacted violently to them when they were bad and now.
"Bitch!" I screamed and threw the punch before I realized it, smaking her in the face and knocked her flat on her back, the whole mall had gone quiet at her cry at me, and now it was deathly still as I stood up and towered over her, she was barely four feet tall where I stood five six on a good day.
"Call me that again and I'll show you why I am called Shinigami by my friends." I said the threat low and with a dangerous growl to it, my hands clenched into fists by my sides.
She only smirked. "Are you threatening me whore?"
I growled and bent down, grabbing her by the front of her shirt, for a second she looked frightened but got over it. No one moved.
"No Ikeike, I am warning your shitty little mind that I will tear you limb from limb and laugh as you die."
Great, I had lost controll of my temper again, it always happened when I was having a bad day or having one of those days girls get once a month. It always made me want to maim/hurt/destroy something that got in my way. Or whoever called me a crapy name.
"Now retarted Ikeike leave me alone and everything will be just fine." I spat out and threw her away from myself.
She let out a snarl of rage and stood up before twisting a nob on the device. "You filthy whore will learn not to mess with Marisa Sue!" She roared out.
"I'm not a whore!" I bellowed back at her before their was an explosion of light.
Wincing I threw my arms up to cover my head, and as the light dimmed I gasped and shrank back, as did others.
For standing before us was....
"Evil Buu! Run!" An adult bellowed out, grabbed her kids and ran.
For three seconds after that nothing moved. And then.
Super Buu's eyebrow twitched in annoyence and he growled.
Marisa cackled evily. "Super Buu, destroy that girl!"
Now you must understand, I am no coward. I will fight and kick butt when needed, but... Now was not a time to fight, now was a time to-
"Ahhh!" Scream, and run. "AAAAAHHHHHH!!!" I continued to scream as Super Buu grabbed me around my middle with that horn/antenai thing he has. Scowling he whiped me around some. "Shut up!" He hissed out wincing slightly.
Oh, bad move pink bubble head!
I stopped long enough to take in a deep, deep breath. "IiiiiiiiiEEEEEEEE!!!" I let loose and watched with sick and merceyless glee as Buu howled in pain and clutched the side of his head. This is why you never ever mess with someone that can never carry a tune for more than a minute.
I took in another deep breath and sung out a verse from Linkin Park that was stuck in my head that day.
"Crawling In My Skin! These Wounds They Will Not Heal! Fear Is How I Fall!-"
"Arg! Stop It!" Buu ordered as he dropped me and staggered back, but that only made me wanna continue. "Confusing What Is REAL!" I shouted out in his face after I had madly scrambled up and off of the floor.
Buu couldn't take anymore, his eyes got swirly and he fell over backwards out cold.
I blinked my eyes in disbeliefe as Marisa gapped open mouthed at the knocked out Super Buu.
"Haha!" I declared and did a victory pose and shoved my right hand now in a fist into the air. "Tone deaf kid one! Bad bitch none!" I shouted out for the whole world to hear and danced about in a circle.
Marisa growled and turned another knob on the device and Super Buu disapeared and was replaced by-
"Mirai Trunks? Gohan?" I pondered aloud as the two figures stood before me, no longer animated and three dimensional.
"How do you know our names?" Mirai Trunks asked me, but my gaze wandered past him and Gohan for a few seconds and I paled. "Oh my God. If you wanna live come with me!" I screamed and grabbed an arm from each and ran madly out of there with the two DBZ guys dragging behind.
"Trunks! Come back to me my beloved!"
"WTF!? Trunks is mine!"
"You can have purple boy, the kid is mine! Gohan my sweet little lovey dove, come to meeee!!!"
At these and worse shout outs of love and devotion, Trunks and Gohan looked at me with pleading eyes of, please don't be like them, and please save us!
I glanced back and only narrowed my eyes. "Alright," I said looking forward. "Rule one, Trust me and no one else. Rule two, we get out of here, and Rule three you come from another Dimension that is a cartoon to all of us. Oh, and if you wanna stay free and able to go home, do not trust any guy/girl that I do not allow, even then don't trust them!"
"Yes Ma`am." They both agreed as they pulled their arms out of my grip and the three of us ran side by side as the mob of fans chased after us.
"Quickly, in there!" I shouted and pointed to the girls bathroom, the two warriors looked at me like I had lost it but followed me in. "Block that damned door now!" I ordered Trunks, he quickly did as ordered, but with a questioning look upon his face.
"Gohan, blast that wall down and Trunks, can you drive?"
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And now here we were, running through-er, flying through my dimension looking for Marisa and that damned device when something strange happened.
"I don't feel so good." Gohan graoned out softly as he started to float down out of the sky, followed by Trunks. "I feel.. I feel... Oh, like I ate some of my grandmothers cooking." Mirai moaned as he held his stomach with his free hand.
"Hey, guys, what's wrong?" I asked them, but was silenced as there came an aweful flash of light, and a wicked laugh.
Great. Marisa had just sent Trunks and Gohan back to their dimension.
Wait, news flash! And me with them also! Oh greats scotts... she is dead when I find her.
"Muh-hahahahahahahhahahahahahaha!!!!" Marisa laughed evily before there came a small explosion from her hands and she glanced down, red eyes wide. "NOOOOooooo!" She howled out and fell to her knees. "My Trans-Dimensional portal device is, broken!" She sobbed out.
And because of that, she never saw the three Dimensional cops that grabbed her and hauled her back to the place she came from.
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"Sir, we found the evil Marisa Sue, but... there is a slight problem...." A guardian started as he scratched the back of his head.
The blue haired humanoid looked up, green skin shining in the lights of his work area. "Yes, what is it?"
The guardian fidgeted for a few seconds. "A Human girl was transported to the Dragon Ball Dimension, in one of the Z saga's, and... the device she stole.... the only one she did not break that has the codes was...."
"Get on with it."
"Forgive me Lord Trian but the last of the Transwarpers number fives was destroyed!" The guardian cried out as he fell to the floor begging for mercy.
Trian groaned and covered his face. "Guardian, what is your name?"
"Er, Mick sir..." The guardian said slightly muffled as he had his head bowed to the floor.
"Guardian Mike, this is not your fault, just tell Mirana to work on another number five."
"Yes sir! I will sir!" Mick the guardian cried out as he jumped up and bolted out of the doors. Trian groaned and let his head drop onto his desk, the gods were mocking him this century.
An Earth class A4C89Z3 human girl was stuck in the Dora43C29Z3 dimension known comonly as Dragon Ball /Z/GT.
"Why me? Why now?" Trian cried out in frustration. Today was not a good day at all.
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Like it? Hate it? Wanna throw it out the window? Well tell me how you feel in a review!
Trunks: I wonder where you have us.
For me to know and readers to find out.
Gotenks:.. I don't apear do I?
Maybe. Now, review and you'll get a plushie of a character mentioned of your choice! So Review!
Trunks: Do you know how many fan girls I have to run from every morning! Do you!?
-.-;;.... And this is what it all leads to folks-
Trunks: I am sick of them!
*sweatdrops.* Very agitated Muses...
Trunks: ARG!!!
*edges away from Trunks.* So I was inspired to make a fic that would include me, but not be mary sue. So here's the first chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z!
Claimer: I own me!
Warnings of: Language mostly.
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"Trunks! Where the fuck did you learn how to drive!?" I demanded while clinging to the back of the truck's seat while Gohan clung to the passanger seat for dear life as Mirai Trunks drove like a crazy person weaving and dodging around cars as the Cops chased us down the bridge.
"I didn't!" Trunks answered as he made my fathers formaly nice blue truck swerv around a semi-rig and bashed the left side into the railing. Now the truck would be a nice heap of scrap by the time the chase was over.
"I'm Gonna DIE!" Gohan screamed out as he cried.
"No, We're just gonna get busted!" I roared out and pointed to the bridge's end. "A ships coming! The bridge is rising! Damn You Karma!" I screamed the last bit out while shaking my fist, and then ducked down as more bullets came tearing through the now broken window.
Trunks narrowed his sapphire eyes and caused Gohan and I to get very frightened, and we were already frightened from the gun fire.
"Oh Fuck!" I cried out as realization hit me and dove down between the seats as Gohan scrambled over the seat and crawled ontop of me. Crying, shaking and praying for our lives Gohan and I clung to each other like the children we were. Well, eleven year old and seventeen year old that we were. But hey, when a twenty year old Anime character is driving your fathers truck, then yeah you had a right to be scared.
"I want my mommy!"
"I want mine too!"
"Hang on!"
I felt the truck suddenly take on a verticle assent and then a feeling of flight over took it and then, with an earth shattering bam we landed, I quickly scrambled out from under Gohan and looked through the broken window in the back, a quote from a movie came to my mind.
"Can you fly you fuckers!? Can You!?" I shot out as the cops stopped and were cut from sight as the bridge was now straight up in the air.
"You know," Trunks started. "For a human girl you sure cuss as much as my father."
"Yeah." Gohan agreed while nodding his head up and down.
I arched an eyebrow at them as we piled out of the vehicle and watched as it just fell apart. "Well... when stressful stuff happens I curse way to much." I admited before Trunks grabbed my by the arm and took to the air, Gohan following behind us.
With nothing to really do now that most of the excitment was over, my mind drifted back on how this all started...
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"Da~ad," I whined out, giving puppy eyes. "Please? Pleasepleasepleaseplease???"
"No." My father replied icely as we passed the convention for Dragon Ball Z and other Anime's.
"But-"
"No means no, we don't have time. Maybe next week."
I sighed and dropped my head. That was how I missed out on Mew, Celebi and Jirachi/Deoxys with Pokemon. How I missed that code for one of the four God Digimon, and now how I missed my chance to have a rare three foot tall Goku SSJ3 Plushie or four foot long Kohaku River Dragon Plushie!
"Damnit." I muttered and followed after my father, eyes downcast and hat drawn over my eyes so I never saw who I ran into next.
With a thud I found myself on the floor and on my butt. Groaning I looked up and saw a girl about a year younger than me clutching a device to her chest, red eyes narrowed and pink hair styled like a flame around her head.
Wait, red eyes?
"What are you staring at whore!?" She shot out, my blood turned cold. I had never taken kindly to names, and always reacted violently to them when they were bad and now.
"Bitch!" I screamed and threw the punch before I realized it, smaking her in the face and knocked her flat on her back, the whole mall had gone quiet at her cry at me, and now it was deathly still as I stood up and towered over her, she was barely four feet tall where I stood five six on a good day.
"Call me that again and I'll show you why I am called Shinigami by my friends." I said the threat low and with a dangerous growl to it, my hands clenched into fists by my sides.
She only smirked. "Are you threatening me whore?"
I growled and bent down, grabbing her by the front of her shirt, for a second she looked frightened but got over it. No one moved.
"No Ikeike, I am warning your shitty little mind that I will tear you limb from limb and laugh as you die."
Great, I had lost controll of my temper again, it always happened when I was having a bad day or having one of those days girls get once a month. It always made me want to maim/hurt/destroy something that got in my way. Or whoever called me a crapy name.
"Now retarted Ikeike leave me alone and everything will be just fine." I spat out and threw her away from myself.
She let out a snarl of rage and stood up before twisting a nob on the device. "You filthy whore will learn not to mess with Marisa Sue!" She roared out.
"I'm not a whore!" I bellowed back at her before their was an explosion of light.
Wincing I threw my arms up to cover my head, and as the light dimmed I gasped and shrank back, as did others.
For standing before us was....
"Evil Buu! Run!" An adult bellowed out, grabbed her kids and ran.
For three seconds after that nothing moved. And then.
Super Buu's eyebrow twitched in annoyence and he growled.
Marisa cackled evily. "Super Buu, destroy that girl!"
Now you must understand, I am no coward. I will fight and kick butt when needed, but... Now was not a time to fight, now was a time to-
"Ahhh!" Scream, and run. "AAAAAHHHHHH!!!" I continued to scream as Super Buu grabbed me around my middle with that horn/antenai thing he has. Scowling he whiped me around some. "Shut up!" He hissed out wincing slightly.
Oh, bad move pink bubble head!
I stopped long enough to take in a deep, deep breath. "IiiiiiiiiEEEEEEEE!!!" I let loose and watched with sick and merceyless glee as Buu howled in pain and clutched the side of his head. This is why you never ever mess with someone that can never carry a tune for more than a minute.
I took in another deep breath and sung out a verse from Linkin Park that was stuck in my head that day.
"Crawling In My Skin! These Wounds They Will Not Heal! Fear Is How I Fall!-"
"Arg! Stop It!" Buu ordered as he dropped me and staggered back, but that only made me wanna continue. "Confusing What Is REAL!" I shouted out in his face after I had madly scrambled up and off of the floor.
Buu couldn't take anymore, his eyes got swirly and he fell over backwards out cold.
I blinked my eyes in disbeliefe as Marisa gapped open mouthed at the knocked out Super Buu.
"Haha!" I declared and did a victory pose and shoved my right hand now in a fist into the air. "Tone deaf kid one! Bad bitch none!" I shouted out for the whole world to hear and danced about in a circle.
Marisa growled and turned another knob on the device and Super Buu disapeared and was replaced by-
"Mirai Trunks? Gohan?" I pondered aloud as the two figures stood before me, no longer animated and three dimensional.
"How do you know our names?" Mirai Trunks asked me, but my gaze wandered past him and Gohan for a few seconds and I paled. "Oh my God. If you wanna live come with me!" I screamed and grabbed an arm from each and ran madly out of there with the two DBZ guys dragging behind.
"Trunks! Come back to me my beloved!"
"WTF!? Trunks is mine!"
"You can have purple boy, the kid is mine! Gohan my sweet little lovey dove, come to meeee!!!"
At these and worse shout outs of love and devotion, Trunks and Gohan looked at me with pleading eyes of, please don't be like them, and please save us!
I glanced back and only narrowed my eyes. "Alright," I said looking forward. "Rule one, Trust me and no one else. Rule two, we get out of here, and Rule three you come from another Dimension that is a cartoon to all of us. Oh, and if you wanna stay free and able to go home, do not trust any guy/girl that I do not allow, even then don't trust them!"
"Yes Ma`am." They both agreed as they pulled their arms out of my grip and the three of us ran side by side as the mob of fans chased after us.
"Quickly, in there!" I shouted and pointed to the girls bathroom, the two warriors looked at me like I had lost it but followed me in. "Block that damned door now!" I ordered Trunks, he quickly did as ordered, but with a questioning look upon his face.
"Gohan, blast that wall down and Trunks, can you drive?"
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And now here we were, running through-er, flying through my dimension looking for Marisa and that damned device when something strange happened.
"I don't feel so good." Gohan graoned out softly as he started to float down out of the sky, followed by Trunks. "I feel.. I feel... Oh, like I ate some of my grandmothers cooking." Mirai moaned as he held his stomach with his free hand.
"Hey, guys, what's wrong?" I asked them, but was silenced as there came an aweful flash of light, and a wicked laugh.
Great. Marisa had just sent Trunks and Gohan back to their dimension.
Wait, news flash! And me with them also! Oh greats scotts... she is dead when I find her.
"Muh-hahahahahahahhahahahahahaha!!!!" Marisa laughed evily before there came a small explosion from her hands and she glanced down, red eyes wide. "NOOOOooooo!" She howled out and fell to her knees. "My Trans-Dimensional portal device is, broken!" She sobbed out.
And because of that, she never saw the three Dimensional cops that grabbed her and hauled her back to the place she came from.
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"Sir, we found the evil Marisa Sue, but... there is a slight problem...." A guardian started as he scratched the back of his head.
The blue haired humanoid looked up, green skin shining in the lights of his work area. "Yes, what is it?"
The guardian fidgeted for a few seconds. "A Human girl was transported to the Dragon Ball Dimension, in one of the Z saga's, and... the device she stole.... the only one she did not break that has the codes was...."
"Get on with it."
"Forgive me Lord Trian but the last of the Transwarpers number fives was destroyed!" The guardian cried out as he fell to the floor begging for mercy.
Trian groaned and covered his face. "Guardian, what is your name?"
"Er, Mick sir..." The guardian said slightly muffled as he had his head bowed to the floor.
"Guardian Mike, this is not your fault, just tell Mirana to work on another number five."
"Yes sir! I will sir!" Mick the guardian cried out as he jumped up and bolted out of the doors. Trian groaned and let his head drop onto his desk, the gods were mocking him this century.
An Earth class A4C89Z3 human girl was stuck in the Dora43C29Z3 dimension known comonly as Dragon Ball /Z/GT.
"Why me? Why now?" Trian cried out in frustration. Today was not a good day at all.
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Like it? Hate it? Wanna throw it out the window? Well tell me how you feel in a review!
Trunks: I wonder where you have us.
For me to know and readers to find out.
Gotenks:.. I don't apear do I?
Maybe. Now, review and you'll get a plushie of a character mentioned of your choice! So Review!