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Part One: "What's a Saiya-jin?"
Hey there! It's me again. I just thought I would introduce you to "What's a Saiya-jin?." It's about this weird dream I had a few weeks ago, I decided to post it up with the rest of my stories, because this is "my" webpage. Besides I thought it was "that funny" to post up, well anywayz...The story is not written in a third-person point of view, instead it's first-person (For all you "Billy Bob's" out there, that means instead of telling the action from the character's point of view, I tell it in "mine." Comprende'? Good!) I hope you enjoy this dream cause I know I did in some sick sort of way! Oh well...on to "Demento's" dream...
In the break of day I had woke up from a long sleep. I looked out the window of the plane and saw the green land below me. I had been riding in this plane for like 8 or 9 hours and it was incredibly boring. In this dream I was some kind of military specialist...(ya know like some kind of undercover agent or something, but anyways)I checked my watch to see what the time was and then I peered into the aisle to see if I could flag the flight attendant down, but of course she was up front flirting with the pilots in the cockpit. As I looked in the other direction I noticed some guy looking at me. He had black hair that was short and spiky. His look was chilling. It was like I knew him from somewhere, but I couldn't figure out from where. I shrugged and returned to my uncomfortable position. I think after awhile I used the bathroom or something, cause when I came back the guy that had been staring at me before had decided to sit next to me. I hesitated. (But then again, I felt no fear for I was an elite agent and I knew the martial arts. WOOHOO! Ahem... Sorry!) I pushed past him and sat down in my seat. I didn't say anything to this guy, he was reading some kind of comic book and giggling wildly. At first I thought that he was retarded, but then I realized he was just a teenager. Lucky for me I was still a teenager too, cause I thought he was kind of cute! (Oh the irony!)
Finally the plane came to a crashing halt and I was off in the open air looking in vain for something. I don't really know "what" at this point...all I know is I'm searching for something important. This spike-haired guy stands next to me as I'm wondering "what to do" next. Finally, I walked into this broken down and shabby-looking airport, where it seems that everyone is reading these comic books and giggling like a bunch of frickin' hyena's. (This is when I realize that I'm dreamin', but then again...) So anyway...I walked into this shop that had like a lot of video games and game gear. I found myself running over to the Nintendo section because I seen my all time favorite piece of gear for the Nintendo...The Power Glove!! I was like freakin' out cause of all the old shit they had in there. I looked around some more and found game cartridges for Genesis and the original Nintendo. (Man! Talk about fossilized or petrified artifacts!) I think at this point as I was searching through all of these games that I noticed the spike-haired guy staring at me from outside the shop. I ignored him of course and kept looking.
The shop owner stared at me like he'd never seen a girl in his shop before...so what did I do? Naturally, I asked him what the fuck he was lookin' at! His look of weirdness disappeared and the look of fright replaced it. I smiled politely and asked him if he had any older systems like Atari or something, he just shrugged and said "I don't think so...what are those?" My eyebrows raised with amazement. "How can you not know about the Atari system!" I shouted at him. He immediately apologized and offered me some kind of trinket for not knowing. I passed it off and continued looking, only to my surprise I noticed that the spike-haired guy was inside the shop playin' a game with "The Power Glove." I stood there and watched him for a while and then I grew bored and walked out of the shop.
I walked around "what felt like Katmandu" still trying to decipher my reason for being there, when I felt someone touch my shoulder. I spun around only to see this guy's rather large eyes in front of me. I backed off and looked at him in a new perspective. "Oh it's you." I said. He just looked at me like he didn't understand me or something. "Ok pal...I want to know how to get out of this god-for-saken rat hole...do you have any ideas?" I asked him. All I got out of him was a blank-0 stare. "Ok fine! See ya around" I said as I turned and walked away. He followed me of course, without a word still reading his stupid comic book. By this point I am about to get mad when he speaks. "You're a Saiya-jin...aren't you." I just looked at him like an idiot. "What the hell is that?" I asked him. He just ignored me again, and continued reading. Now I'm mad cause I ultimately "hate it" when no one answers me, so I grabbed him and asked him again...this time with a little force. "What the hell is that!" His eyes grew wide with shock and then he pulled away from me and laughed. "Ok...what's so goddamn funny? Huh?" I asked him. "Nothing...it's just you look funny when you get angry." And he fell down laughing. I rolled my eyes and decided to continue on without him.
"No wait!" He shouted. I kept walking...my patience had been spent and I really didn't feel like chatting with someone who was delusional. "Wait! Please! I'm sorry I didn't talk to you before. It's just I had to make sure." He explained. "About what?" I asked him. He stood still and crossed his arms. "That you were a Saiya-jin." My mouth dropped all the way down to the floor, and I fought drastically to pick it back up to ask him for the final time..."For the last time...what the hell is a fuckin' "SAIYA-JIN!" His eyebrows furrowed and he looked confused. "You mean you really don't know what a Saiya-jin is?" I gave him a sarcastic look of sheer joy and said "Yeah I know, it's just I'm pretending to be dumb cause I ain't got nothing better to do." He laughed again and motioned for me to follow him. I felt my head drop down as I sighed cause I felt that something more was going to happen here and I wasn't sure if I was going to like it or not.
