Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
Forbidden Memories
Chapter one;lift-off
The twenty-one year old Saiya-jin prince opened his black eyes to meet the gaze of Nappa, his sworn bodygaurd. He was in the dark, surrounded by the rotting corpses of the reptilain, humaniod race that he and his comrads had just made extinct. He smirked at the memory of the terrified screams as he had releaced large quantities of powerful ki blasts. His only regret was that he had been following the orders of Freiza. He despized the lizzard, and couldn't wait until he was powerful enough to detsroy him.
"Hay, Vegeta, wake up. Lord Freiza expected us back over an hour ago.", the larger man said.
"I wasn't sleeping.", Vegeta lied. He didn't like the fact that Nappa had awoken before him. It may have shown a certain weakness on his part, and weakness was not something that was allowed to exist within the prince of all saiya-jins. He looked over at Raddits, who was still asleep, and sighed in relief as he realized that he wasn't the last one to wake up. "So, the weakling's still out?"
"Raddits? Yeah. I'll get him up.", Nappa replied.
"No. I'll do it." He walked over to the older man, who seemed to almost dissappear in his mass of hair. He got about a foot from Raddits's ear, and screamed, "RADDITS!". At that, Raddits's large hand instinctively flew up to inflict a blow upon Vegeta's face, which he accepted. The punch hit his unmoving chin.
"M-my prince.", Raddits stammered, in realization of his treason, "Forgive me. I didn't know..."
Nappa and Vegeta looked at eachother. They began softly chuckling, and slowly advanced to a loud series of lauphs. Some color spread across Raddits's cheekbones.
"You are forgiven.", Vegeta said sarcastically, "And please Raddits, true Saiya-jins seldom blush." This only brought a more striking red to his cheeks. "Nappa.", Vegeta said seriously, ending the humerous moment.
"Yes, Vegeta?"
"How long is the trip back to Planet Freiza?"
"Two hours, standard time."
"Well then, let's get going. We wouldn't want to dissappoint Lord Frieza.", Vegeta said.
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On earth, a nineteen year old Bulma Briefs was typing in the final launch codes for the historical liftoff.
About a year earlier, one of her fathers workers who was on a survaying job, had come across a strange, sphere-shaped ship. When her father heard of this, he had been extatic, and had quickly burried himself in the project.
Her father had reactivated the ship, and decoded the strange language on the computors. There had been a map built into the system, and several planets, yes planets, were already programed into the auto-pilot. They examined thier choices, and, although something interested Bulma about the name of the planet "Vejita-sei", they decided, almost randomly, to visit the planet called "Frieza".
The reading on the computors estimated the trip from Chikyuu(apparently meaning Earth) to planet Freiza at about a year, but Bulma and her father were proud to say that they had shortenned that time exponentailly, and converted the tecnology to a larger ship capable of holding several people.
Bulma's father had decided not to go, realizing that his daugter was set on running this mission by herself. He insisted, however, that Bulma bring some bodygaurds. The other occupants of the ship would be Goku, who was now sixteen, and Krillin, who was seventeen, so Bulma's superiority would not be threatened.
"Ah, Bulma?", Goku asked, his hand resting on the back on his spiky head with a cuteness that only he could pull off. Goku had grown probebly almost two feet in the past year and a half. He went from looking like a stout little boy, to a tall, well-built teenager. She honestly may have fallen for him if she didn't already have Yamcha, who, by the way had been too "busy" to come on this trip with her. Jerk!, she thought. "Bulma?", Goku persisted. She had completely forgotten about him.
"Oh, sorry Goku. What were you going to say?"
"Exactly how long is the trip there going to take?"
"About two hours, Goku. Remember? I told you that about six times."
"Sorry.", he said.
"It's ok."
With that, Bulma pushed a final button, and the door closed. The liftoff was very fast, and scared her more than anything the had previously experienced, but she would be strong, she was, after all, the captain, as well as the richest nineteen year old in the world, the smartest female in the world, and, in two hours, she would be the first woman to set foot on an alien planet.
From the author: This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I don't want to beg you not to hate it or anytrhing like that, but please, write me some reviews. I really do like to know what people think of my work. It would mean so much to me. Thanks!
Forbidden Memories
Chapter one;lift-off
The twenty-one year old Saiya-jin prince opened his black eyes to meet the gaze of Nappa, his sworn bodygaurd. He was in the dark, surrounded by the rotting corpses of the reptilain, humaniod race that he and his comrads had just made extinct. He smirked at the memory of the terrified screams as he had releaced large quantities of powerful ki blasts. His only regret was that he had been following the orders of Freiza. He despized the lizzard, and couldn't wait until he was powerful enough to detsroy him.
"Hay, Vegeta, wake up. Lord Freiza expected us back over an hour ago.", the larger man said.
"I wasn't sleeping.", Vegeta lied. He didn't like the fact that Nappa had awoken before him. It may have shown a certain weakness on his part, and weakness was not something that was allowed to exist within the prince of all saiya-jins. He looked over at Raddits, who was still asleep, and sighed in relief as he realized that he wasn't the last one to wake up. "So, the weakling's still out?"
"Raddits? Yeah. I'll get him up.", Nappa replied.
"No. I'll do it." He walked over to the older man, who seemed to almost dissappear in his mass of hair. He got about a foot from Raddits's ear, and screamed, "RADDITS!". At that, Raddits's large hand instinctively flew up to inflict a blow upon Vegeta's face, which he accepted. The punch hit his unmoving chin.
"M-my prince.", Raddits stammered, in realization of his treason, "Forgive me. I didn't know..."
Nappa and Vegeta looked at eachother. They began softly chuckling, and slowly advanced to a loud series of lauphs. Some color spread across Raddits's cheekbones.
"You are forgiven.", Vegeta said sarcastically, "And please Raddits, true Saiya-jins seldom blush." This only brought a more striking red to his cheeks. "Nappa.", Vegeta said seriously, ending the humerous moment.
"Yes, Vegeta?"
"How long is the trip back to Planet Freiza?"
"Two hours, standard time."
"Well then, let's get going. We wouldn't want to dissappoint Lord Frieza.", Vegeta said.
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On earth, a nineteen year old Bulma Briefs was typing in the final launch codes for the historical liftoff.
About a year earlier, one of her fathers workers who was on a survaying job, had come across a strange, sphere-shaped ship. When her father heard of this, he had been extatic, and had quickly burried himself in the project.
Her father had reactivated the ship, and decoded the strange language on the computors. There had been a map built into the system, and several planets, yes planets, were already programed into the auto-pilot. They examined thier choices, and, although something interested Bulma about the name of the planet "Vejita-sei", they decided, almost randomly, to visit the planet called "Frieza".
The reading on the computors estimated the trip from Chikyuu(apparently meaning Earth) to planet Freiza at about a year, but Bulma and her father were proud to say that they had shortenned that time exponentailly, and converted the tecnology to a larger ship capable of holding several people.
Bulma's father had decided not to go, realizing that his daugter was set on running this mission by herself. He insisted, however, that Bulma bring some bodygaurds. The other occupants of the ship would be Goku, who was now sixteen, and Krillin, who was seventeen, so Bulma's superiority would not be threatened.
"Ah, Bulma?", Goku asked, his hand resting on the back on his spiky head with a cuteness that only he could pull off. Goku had grown probebly almost two feet in the past year and a half. He went from looking like a stout little boy, to a tall, well-built teenager. She honestly may have fallen for him if she didn't already have Yamcha, who, by the way had been too "busy" to come on this trip with her. Jerk!, she thought. "Bulma?", Goku persisted. She had completely forgotten about him.
"Oh, sorry Goku. What were you going to say?"
"Exactly how long is the trip there going to take?"
"About two hours, Goku. Remember? I told you that about six times."
"Sorry.", he said.
"It's ok."
With that, Bulma pushed a final button, and the door closed. The liftoff was very fast, and scared her more than anything the had previously experienced, but she would be strong, she was, after all, the captain, as well as the richest nineteen year old in the world, the smartest female in the world, and, in two hours, she would be the first woman to set foot on an alien planet.
From the author: This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I don't want to beg you not to hate it or anytrhing like that, but please, write me some reviews. I really do like to know what people think of my work. It would mean so much to me. Thanks!
