The Saiyan – Chapter one
Disclaimer: I don't own the Saiyan race; they are a figment of a brilliant person's mind. I do, however own the other characters except for maybe a few in later chapters.
Note: All right, here's the deal. This is basically going to be the story of Goku along modern lines.
It's done in first person, and will have the Saiyans later on. This first chapter will be just a prologue, but the rest will be the actual story. And also, unlike most stories, you do need to read the prologue to understand the story.
"Are you really going to fight him?"
"Yeah."
I really don't know what I'm doing. It's like my feet are just taking me to the place where I am supposed to fight. Some people were talking about me, and one of them wanted to fight. For some reason, I agreed. I have always loved to fight, but I usually just did it with my friends or off the school grounds. I had never really gotten in trouble at school, but I didn't care now. As I turned the corner, I am greeted with the sight of five boys of my grade, standing in a line, and one out in front of the rest. The one in front is the one with whom I am to fight. My name is Lee Robins, and I'm fourteen. I am about six feet tall, black hair, and equally dark eyes for some reason. I am a lot bigger from most in my school, due to my heritage and my love to work out. This kid that wants to test me is about five foot ten, Blonde hair and blue eyes. He's thin, but I've seen him fight, and he's quick. I admire him not being intimidated by my size. No, I'm not conceded, but most people won't even play bloody knuckles with me, let alone fight me. I guess they don't understand that size doesn't matter.
"Hey, he actually showed up." The boy told his friends. His name was Tim. I had my boys behind me to give me a hand if need be, and he had his. My girlfriend, Brandy, was off to the side, watching with a look of concern. Why do all girls get like that? Well, I should be glad that she doesn't jump in front of me to fight like a few girls that I've seen. I make my way over to Tim and stand about an inch from his face, looking down.
"What's your deal?" I ask, never blinking.
"You." He says, shoving me back. I stop for a second, as something happens inside my head. Everyone seems to slow down to speeds similar to a snail. I was moving normally, though. I walked up to Tim, and carried out my previous plan. With the action of a right cross, my hand molded with his jaw. As I hit him, everything went back to normal. The spectators moved normally, and Tim was lying on the ground, with a severely disfigured jaw. I looked at the crowd of classmates that had surrounded us, and all of their faces read blank. Walking up to me slowly, my friend Tyler looked at me closely, and then at Tim lying on the ground.
"Are you alright?" I ask him as he gets a look on his face as if he had just encountered a ghost.
"Me? Are you alright? I mean, for a second you disappeared, and then Tim was knocked on his ass. What happened?" Tyler was obviously saying what everyone was thinking. I thought it was all a big joke, and they were just trying to embarrass me. I wasn't too popular, and I know a lot of people who would have preferred Tim to win.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said, walking off. Suddenly, two firm arms reached out of nowhere and put me into a headlock. Thinking it was a friend of Tim; I fought back, and jerked my body. The person, who turned out to be school security, was pitched about ten yards away from me. I spun around and saw three more security people standing poised as if I was a deadly snake. I realized that they were afraid of me, and I was a little scared of myself too. I never knew I could do that, and now it just flies out of me like words out of my mouth. Head spinning, I turned and started to run. I dashed off across the school grounds running faster than I knew was possible and finally when I reached the school gates I jumped. I nearly lost it as my body soared over the ten feet tall fence.
Landing on the other side, I turned sharp to look at the inside of school. Everyone was standing there, looking at me with that same look. The guards were doing the same. Realizing that I would be a danger to the kids if I stayed any longer, I decided to leave. I told everyone this. "People, this will probably be the last time you see me ever." I turned to walk off when I heard a feminine voice call out to me.
"Lee, don't leave. You don't have to." It was Brandy. If anyone cared if I left or not, it would be her.
"Yeah, I do have to." I looked at her through the bars of the fence, before I turned and walked off. I walked for a small while and then broke off into a run, going to God knows where. Still, even as I ran, I saw her face in my head. I probably would never forget her, and even after she's replaced, she'll never really be gone. I had not a clue as to where I was running. Only straight I ran, through woods, over roads, and through other towns, never once stopping or looking back. I made my way into one particular wood though, that reeked of saltwater, and everything seemed to be a slight tint of blue. I stopped running then, and walked at a normal pace, catching my breath as I walked.
As the smell grew stronger, a small hut came into view. Well, not small, but definitely man-made. I cautiously approached the structure, being careful not to snap any twigs with my feet. Without warning, a rope came out of nowhere, and caught my leg. I was yanked high into the air, dangling by one leg, being suspended by a rope that was around my ankle. With an upside down view, I watched as an old man ventured out of the hut, and walked over to me.
Post Note: Well, what do ya'll think? It's only at a starting point, and I have lots more plans in my head, but I believe it had a fairly good start. Most of you probably can put two and two together to see what is happening and what is going to happen, but you may be surprised. Remember to drop off reviews, and keep it real!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Saiyan race; they are a figment of a brilliant person's mind. I do, however own the other characters except for maybe a few in later chapters.
Note: All right, here's the deal. This is basically going to be the story of Goku along modern lines.
It's done in first person, and will have the Saiyans later on. This first chapter will be just a prologue, but the rest will be the actual story. And also, unlike most stories, you do need to read the prologue to understand the story.
"Are you really going to fight him?"
"Yeah."
I really don't know what I'm doing. It's like my feet are just taking me to the place where I am supposed to fight. Some people were talking about me, and one of them wanted to fight. For some reason, I agreed. I have always loved to fight, but I usually just did it with my friends or off the school grounds. I had never really gotten in trouble at school, but I didn't care now. As I turned the corner, I am greeted with the sight of five boys of my grade, standing in a line, and one out in front of the rest. The one in front is the one with whom I am to fight. My name is Lee Robins, and I'm fourteen. I am about six feet tall, black hair, and equally dark eyes for some reason. I am a lot bigger from most in my school, due to my heritage and my love to work out. This kid that wants to test me is about five foot ten, Blonde hair and blue eyes. He's thin, but I've seen him fight, and he's quick. I admire him not being intimidated by my size. No, I'm not conceded, but most people won't even play bloody knuckles with me, let alone fight me. I guess they don't understand that size doesn't matter.
"Hey, he actually showed up." The boy told his friends. His name was Tim. I had my boys behind me to give me a hand if need be, and he had his. My girlfriend, Brandy, was off to the side, watching with a look of concern. Why do all girls get like that? Well, I should be glad that she doesn't jump in front of me to fight like a few girls that I've seen. I make my way over to Tim and stand about an inch from his face, looking down.
"What's your deal?" I ask, never blinking.
"You." He says, shoving me back. I stop for a second, as something happens inside my head. Everyone seems to slow down to speeds similar to a snail. I was moving normally, though. I walked up to Tim, and carried out my previous plan. With the action of a right cross, my hand molded with his jaw. As I hit him, everything went back to normal. The spectators moved normally, and Tim was lying on the ground, with a severely disfigured jaw. I looked at the crowd of classmates that had surrounded us, and all of their faces read blank. Walking up to me slowly, my friend Tyler looked at me closely, and then at Tim lying on the ground.
"Are you alright?" I ask him as he gets a look on his face as if he had just encountered a ghost.
"Me? Are you alright? I mean, for a second you disappeared, and then Tim was knocked on his ass. What happened?" Tyler was obviously saying what everyone was thinking. I thought it was all a big joke, and they were just trying to embarrass me. I wasn't too popular, and I know a lot of people who would have preferred Tim to win.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said, walking off. Suddenly, two firm arms reached out of nowhere and put me into a headlock. Thinking it was a friend of Tim; I fought back, and jerked my body. The person, who turned out to be school security, was pitched about ten yards away from me. I spun around and saw three more security people standing poised as if I was a deadly snake. I realized that they were afraid of me, and I was a little scared of myself too. I never knew I could do that, and now it just flies out of me like words out of my mouth. Head spinning, I turned and started to run. I dashed off across the school grounds running faster than I knew was possible and finally when I reached the school gates I jumped. I nearly lost it as my body soared over the ten feet tall fence.
Landing on the other side, I turned sharp to look at the inside of school. Everyone was standing there, looking at me with that same look. The guards were doing the same. Realizing that I would be a danger to the kids if I stayed any longer, I decided to leave. I told everyone this. "People, this will probably be the last time you see me ever." I turned to walk off when I heard a feminine voice call out to me.
"Lee, don't leave. You don't have to." It was Brandy. If anyone cared if I left or not, it would be her.
"Yeah, I do have to." I looked at her through the bars of the fence, before I turned and walked off. I walked for a small while and then broke off into a run, going to God knows where. Still, even as I ran, I saw her face in my head. I probably would never forget her, and even after she's replaced, she'll never really be gone. I had not a clue as to where I was running. Only straight I ran, through woods, over roads, and through other towns, never once stopping or looking back. I made my way into one particular wood though, that reeked of saltwater, and everything seemed to be a slight tint of blue. I stopped running then, and walked at a normal pace, catching my breath as I walked.
As the smell grew stronger, a small hut came into view. Well, not small, but definitely man-made. I cautiously approached the structure, being careful not to snap any twigs with my feet. Without warning, a rope came out of nowhere, and caught my leg. I was yanked high into the air, dangling by one leg, being suspended by a rope that was around my ankle. With an upside down view, I watched as an old man ventured out of the hut, and walked over to me.
Post Note: Well, what do ya'll think? It's only at a starting point, and I have lots more plans in my head, but I believe it had a fairly good start. Most of you probably can put two and two together to see what is happening and what is going to happen, but you may be surprised. Remember to drop off reviews, and keep it real!