The Story of Mora-Sama
Trunks yawned and streached in his tiny bed. He was a child about this time. "Goodnight, Trunks," said Bulma. "Mama, can you tell me a bed time story?" asked the little boy. "I'm freash out of stories. Umm... Vegeta, why don't you think of something," Bulma pointed out to the saiyan in the door way. "Hump...I'm not very good at telling stories....," he growled. "Please, Dad!
Oh please!" said Trunks. "...Ok I think I have one," mumbled Vegeta. "YEAH!" shouted Trunks bouncing in his bed. "This is a story passed on saiyan by saiyan," said Vegeta clamly.
"Oh no! Don't tell Trunks any stories about death and destrution at this time of night!" shouted Bluma. "Hush woman! Can't you see I'm tring to tell the boy something!" snapped Vegeta. Bluma hushed. Vegeta cleared his voice and continued ," As I was saying this story is kinda a family tradtion my father told it to me and so I will tell it to you. It was my favorite of Saiyan stories."
"It was a golden year for the saiyans. We took over many planets and inslaved many foolish aliens!
The strongest of all the saiyans was one called Gataloto, he was sent to destroy the forest planet of Fernra, a perfect target! He destored a whole town of those Roverin, a peaceful race of lizard like creatures." Trunks eyes were of tears. "VEGETA!" cried Bulma. "Hush! I'm not finshed!" he snapped again at Bulma. He turned to his son, "Well so he destoried the town and all what was left was a Roverin child. As he streached out his arm to destory the the little beast something shook the ground. As he turned to see what it was, the most beautiful and biggest white flower stood before him."
Trunks eyes where shaking wildly, "Then what, dad?" "Well, he stood in amasment. The flower slowly bloomed and in the center of the flower stood the most beautiful thing he ever saw." "Well, what was it!?!" shouted Bulma. "What was it, dad?" "Its was a woman, not just any woman! She was more like a goddess. As she stepped out of the flower it seemed as if the planet it's self welcomed her. It was a sight that could even sooth the
cold blooded heart of a saiyan... and when she spoke it was the sweet calm voice that of a angel. She said to him, "Why must you go and destroy peaceful creatures if they never done any thing you.""
"The saiyan's eyes began to water and he cried out, "My Lady of Fernra, forgive me for ever causing such chaos in your domain!" He bowed before her. The lady was kind and just and she said, "I forgive you but you must promise me never return to this galaxy. And keep others from this place for thier own saftly for even a super saiyan can't stand to fight some of the demons in this world.Please be on your way."
"Gataloto never returned ever to Fernra, but he kept the story about the lady alive and we saiyans always keep in mind about the measage of the lady." "Wow that was very good Vegeta!" Bulma said. "Is the lady real, dad?" "HA! It's just a old story! Now Trunks, go to sleep." "Goodnight, mom. Goodnight, dad." Trunks said as he snuggled under neath his covers. "Night, Sweetie." said Bulma as she and Vegeta walked out of the room and shut the door.
Trunks looked out side his window and sighed, "What if the lady really does exist?"
Trunks yawned and streached in his tiny bed. He was a child about this time. "Goodnight, Trunks," said Bulma. "Mama, can you tell me a bed time story?" asked the little boy. "I'm freash out of stories. Umm... Vegeta, why don't you think of something," Bulma pointed out to the saiyan in the door way. "Hump...I'm not very good at telling stories....," he growled. "Please, Dad!
Oh please!" said Trunks. "...Ok I think I have one," mumbled Vegeta. "YEAH!" shouted Trunks bouncing in his bed. "This is a story passed on saiyan by saiyan," said Vegeta clamly.
"Oh no! Don't tell Trunks any stories about death and destrution at this time of night!" shouted Bluma. "Hush woman! Can't you see I'm tring to tell the boy something!" snapped Vegeta. Bluma hushed. Vegeta cleared his voice and continued ," As I was saying this story is kinda a family tradtion my father told it to me and so I will tell it to you. It was my favorite of Saiyan stories."
"It was a golden year for the saiyans. We took over many planets and inslaved many foolish aliens!
The strongest of all the saiyans was one called Gataloto, he was sent to destroy the forest planet of Fernra, a perfect target! He destored a whole town of those Roverin, a peaceful race of lizard like creatures." Trunks eyes were of tears. "VEGETA!" cried Bulma. "Hush! I'm not finshed!" he snapped again at Bulma. He turned to his son, "Well so he destoried the town and all what was left was a Roverin child. As he streached out his arm to destory the the little beast something shook the ground. As he turned to see what it was, the most beautiful and biggest white flower stood before him."
Trunks eyes where shaking wildly, "Then what, dad?" "Well, he stood in amasment. The flower slowly bloomed and in the center of the flower stood the most beautiful thing he ever saw." "Well, what was it!?!" shouted Bulma. "What was it, dad?" "Its was a woman, not just any woman! She was more like a goddess. As she stepped out of the flower it seemed as if the planet it's self welcomed her. It was a sight that could even sooth the
cold blooded heart of a saiyan... and when she spoke it was the sweet calm voice that of a angel. She said to him, "Why must you go and destroy peaceful creatures if they never done any thing you.""
"The saiyan's eyes began to water and he cried out, "My Lady of Fernra, forgive me for ever causing such chaos in your domain!" He bowed before her. The lady was kind and just and she said, "I forgive you but you must promise me never return to this galaxy. And keep others from this place for thier own saftly for even a super saiyan can't stand to fight some of the demons in this world.Please be on your way."
"Gataloto never returned ever to Fernra, but he kept the story about the lady alive and we saiyans always keep in mind about the measage of the lady." "Wow that was very good Vegeta!" Bulma said. "Is the lady real, dad?" "HA! It's just a old story! Now Trunks, go to sleep." "Goodnight, mom. Goodnight, dad." Trunks said as he snuggled under neath his covers. "Night, Sweetie." said Bulma as she and Vegeta walked out of the room and shut the door.
Trunks looked out side his window and sighed, "What if the lady really does exist?"
