The White King And The Black King
Hello all. Thanos6 here with the latest installment in the "Royalty Series."
If you don't know what that is, let me give you a rundown. The Royalty Series is my own little series of Dragonball fics. They begin two years after the defeat of Buu. Here's a quick timeline--
"Saiyans On The Road."-- 2 years after Buu.
"Time Passages."-- 2 and 1/2 years after Buu.
----"Gohan And Videl's Bachelor Parties"--Takes place during "Time Passages."
"Tourney Nights."--3 years after Buu.
"The White King And The Black King."--3 and 1/2 years after Buu. (this fic)
If you wish to read them, that is the suggested order. If you don't want to, no worries; I'll explain most everything that may seem out of place within the story itself.
And now...let the story begin!
***
It was a lovely day on this part of planet Earth. The sky above the large forest was clear of clouds and was a perfectly beautiful shade of blue. It was warm, with a nice breeze.
Like in all stories, there was no better time for evil to arrive.
Above the large forest, electricity--or at least, something that looked like electricity--crackled in the empty sky. Then the crackles took on a shape, one of an ellipse. The blue sky within the ellipse turned blacker than the void.
And a figure stepped through.
The sky returned back to blue, and the crackles disappeared. The one who had emerged lowered himself gently to the ground. He surveyed the surrounding terrain.
"Hmph. Pitiful. I see that here I must have failed. Still, this shall be an easy conquest. Just another simple campaign."
"Hey!"
The figure turned around. Behind him was a log cabin. The door was open, and a man was standing in it.
"What do you wish?"
"I was just wondering whatcha came out here for. I haven't seen much of you."
The one who had arrived from the sky was surprised. "I know you?!"
"Of course you do. I'm Juunanagou. Y'know, Seventeen."
*Damnation. So I still live, apparently. Well, I shall remedy that,* thought the figure.
"I see," is what he said. "Thank you for your time. Here's your reward."
In a flash, he had formed a blast of ki and hurled it at the one who identified himself as Juunanagou. A moment later, there was a huge explosion and the whole cabin was destroyed.
"Well, I got that done. Now it's time to kill myself." With that, he flew off into the sky.
In the forest, there was silence for a moment. Then came the clatter of wood upon wood as something stirred in the wreckage.
Juunanagou rose from what had been his house. He simply stared after the departing figure in a moment, shocked. Then his face contorted with anger. He flew as well, following his attacker as fast as he could.
***
Vegeta awoke. After the typical picosecond of adjusting--and as a trained warrior he needed no more than that--he glanced over at the bedside clock. It read 11:43 AM.
He cursed. That was almost lunchtime. Earth had gradually made him softer, in the past he never would have needed this much sleep!
Frowning more than usual, he walked to the kitchen. No one was there, the reason for which became readily apparent when he found the following note from his wife, Bulma, on the table.
"We're all in the garden room having lunch. Didn't want to wake you. Come on out."
Grumbling, he headed back to his bedroom and put on his fighting uniform, which doubled as his everyday around-the-house clothes. He walked down to the ground floor, where the garden room was.
But calling it a garden room didn't truly do it justice. It took up the entire first floor. Sunlight streamed in through the wide windows. Plants rested on almost every available surface as well as hanging from the ceiling. Miniature cats, dogs, and dinosaurs scampered through them.
He soon found everyone else seated around a large circular table that was filled with food. There was Bulma. There was his son, Trunks, and an older alternate-timeline version of Trunks whom they called Mirai to avoid confusion. There were Bulma's parents, Dr. and Mrs. Briefs (he STILL hadn't learned their first names). There was Yamcha, a semi-rival of his whom he enjoyed needling and who enjoyed needling him. There was Pu'ar, a shapeshifter whom had been friends with Yamcha for decades; they had gotten engaged just last night. There were his fellow Saiyans Raditz, Nappa, Broli, and Turles. And there was Raditz's wife of several months, Iroke.
Vegeta sat down in the empty seat next to Bulma. "I told you never to let me sleep in this late."
She waved him off. "You train too hard as it is, I decided you need the rest. Now eat."
***
Juunanagou raced through the air, thankful that as an android he gave off no detectable ki. It would enable him to sneak up behind his attacker.
Juunanagou was slowly gaining. Up ahead he could see Capsule Corp., approaching in the distance. When they reached it, he put on a burst of speed. Drawing even, he grabbed his attacker by one of the wrists. Before the other man could react, Juunanagou hurled him through the roof of the Capsule Corporation building.
***
As they ate, something crashed through the ceiling, through the table and into the floor. Those who didn't cough spasmodically as they almost choked on their food yelled out "What the hell?!" and leapt to their feet.
Looking angry, an android descended through the path the falling object had left. However, when he saw everyone around the table, he stared in shock.
"What...?"
"Juunanagou? What's going on here?" demanded Bulma.
"But...but...but..."
"Quit stammering, you idiot, and tell us what's going on," growled Vegeta.
"...Just look at what I threw in here..."
Vegeta looked over at it.
As Vegeta rose to his feet.
Hello all. Thanos6 here with the latest installment in the "Royalty Series."
If you don't know what that is, let me give you a rundown. The Royalty Series is my own little series of Dragonball fics. They begin two years after the defeat of Buu. Here's a quick timeline--
"Saiyans On The Road."-- 2 years after Buu.
"Time Passages."-- 2 and 1/2 years after Buu.
----"Gohan And Videl's Bachelor Parties"--Takes place during "Time Passages."
"Tourney Nights."--3 years after Buu.
"The White King And The Black King."--3 and 1/2 years after Buu. (this fic)
If you wish to read them, that is the suggested order. If you don't want to, no worries; I'll explain most everything that may seem out of place within the story itself.
And now...let the story begin!
***
It was a lovely day on this part of planet Earth. The sky above the large forest was clear of clouds and was a perfectly beautiful shade of blue. It was warm, with a nice breeze.
Like in all stories, there was no better time for evil to arrive.
Above the large forest, electricity--or at least, something that looked like electricity--crackled in the empty sky. Then the crackles took on a shape, one of an ellipse. The blue sky within the ellipse turned blacker than the void.
And a figure stepped through.
The sky returned back to blue, and the crackles disappeared. The one who had emerged lowered himself gently to the ground. He surveyed the surrounding terrain.
"Hmph. Pitiful. I see that here I must have failed. Still, this shall be an easy conquest. Just another simple campaign."
"Hey!"
The figure turned around. Behind him was a log cabin. The door was open, and a man was standing in it.
"What do you wish?"
"I was just wondering whatcha came out here for. I haven't seen much of you."
The one who had arrived from the sky was surprised. "I know you?!"
"Of course you do. I'm Juunanagou. Y'know, Seventeen."
*Damnation. So I still live, apparently. Well, I shall remedy that,* thought the figure.
"I see," is what he said. "Thank you for your time. Here's your reward."
In a flash, he had formed a blast of ki and hurled it at the one who identified himself as Juunanagou. A moment later, there was a huge explosion and the whole cabin was destroyed.
"Well, I got that done. Now it's time to kill myself." With that, he flew off into the sky.
In the forest, there was silence for a moment. Then came the clatter of wood upon wood as something stirred in the wreckage.
Juunanagou rose from what had been his house. He simply stared after the departing figure in a moment, shocked. Then his face contorted with anger. He flew as well, following his attacker as fast as he could.
***
Vegeta awoke. After the typical picosecond of adjusting--and as a trained warrior he needed no more than that--he glanced over at the bedside clock. It read 11:43 AM.
He cursed. That was almost lunchtime. Earth had gradually made him softer, in the past he never would have needed this much sleep!
Frowning more than usual, he walked to the kitchen. No one was there, the reason for which became readily apparent when he found the following note from his wife, Bulma, on the table.
"We're all in the garden room having lunch. Didn't want to wake you. Come on out."
Grumbling, he headed back to his bedroom and put on his fighting uniform, which doubled as his everyday around-the-house clothes. He walked down to the ground floor, where the garden room was.
But calling it a garden room didn't truly do it justice. It took up the entire first floor. Sunlight streamed in through the wide windows. Plants rested on almost every available surface as well as hanging from the ceiling. Miniature cats, dogs, and dinosaurs scampered through them.
He soon found everyone else seated around a large circular table that was filled with food. There was Bulma. There was his son, Trunks, and an older alternate-timeline version of Trunks whom they called Mirai to avoid confusion. There were Bulma's parents, Dr. and Mrs. Briefs (he STILL hadn't learned their first names). There was Yamcha, a semi-rival of his whom he enjoyed needling and who enjoyed needling him. There was Pu'ar, a shapeshifter whom had been friends with Yamcha for decades; they had gotten engaged just last night. There were his fellow Saiyans Raditz, Nappa, Broli, and Turles. And there was Raditz's wife of several months, Iroke.
Vegeta sat down in the empty seat next to Bulma. "I told you never to let me sleep in this late."
She waved him off. "You train too hard as it is, I decided you need the rest. Now eat."
***
Juunanagou raced through the air, thankful that as an android he gave off no detectable ki. It would enable him to sneak up behind his attacker.
Juunanagou was slowly gaining. Up ahead he could see Capsule Corp., approaching in the distance. When they reached it, he put on a burst of speed. Drawing even, he grabbed his attacker by one of the wrists. Before the other man could react, Juunanagou hurled him through the roof of the Capsule Corporation building.
***
As they ate, something crashed through the ceiling, through the table and into the floor. Those who didn't cough spasmodically as they almost choked on their food yelled out "What the hell?!" and leapt to their feet.
Looking angry, an android descended through the path the falling object had left. However, when he saw everyone around the table, he stared in shock.
"What...?"
"Juunanagou? What's going on here?" demanded Bulma.
"But...but...but..."
"Quit stammering, you idiot, and tell us what's going on," growled Vegeta.
"...Just look at what I threw in here..."
Vegeta looked over at it.
As Vegeta rose to his feet.