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WARNING: THIS IS AN A/U, ALSO KNOWN AS ALTERNITIVE UNIVERSE. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE STORIES THAT DO NOT FIT THE REAL DBZ TIMELINE, DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND DON'T READ A/U'S. (it's your lose…not mine…) THIS IS ALSO AN EPIC. MEANING ALMOST EVERYONE WILL BE IN IT, INCLUDDING KAKKAROT (Goku), VEGETA, KRILLIN, YAMCHA, CHI CHI, BLUMA, AND 18. SO, DON'T GO FLAMING ME IF IT'S TOO LONG OR MOVING TO SLOW BECAUSE I DIDN'T MAKE YOU READ IT SO YOU BROUGHT IT UPON YOURSELF. SO THERE. HA.
Author's note: Ok, I have never really written a story like this. This is an epic so everyone is involved but the main couple is…you guessed it, Bulma and Vegeta. This is kind of an introduction. There will be two or three parts, probably two. And be nice to me. I'm only a little girl…*looks at you with puppy dog eyes* Ok, I'm just warning you on this one. I might take a while for me to update because of school. But if I'm pressured to do it, then I will faster. Just to say. And if I get more than fifty reviews on this whole thing I will totally freak out because I have…*turns red* never gotten that many…*sniff* Well, I hope you like this! Onward! PERTURBED I SAY! *winks at Sara and laughs* inside joke…
Chapter One
She woke up to a delicate pad of lush green moss engulfing her body. She smiled contently, her eyes still closed, wishing all the bad things that happened the night before to just…go away. Maybe it was just a really scary dream, that's all. She rolled over subconsciously and only then did her mind fully awake and comprehend that last night was no dream.
She opened her eyes, the pools of wild, exotic blue darted every where, her little mind calculating her location. She pulled her knees up to her chest when she realized she was hundreds of miles away from her home, not to mention lost in moss infested forest.
The wood had a pale green tint to it and it was very eerie, unholy beams of light shining unceremoniously here and there through the heavy canopy of trees and vines. The air was damp and heavy, the ground squishy with moss. As far as she could see there was no soil, just moss and soft plants flooding over the land.
"Mom?" She jumped at the own sound of her voice, it was shaky and scared. "Dad? Where am I? Where are you? I want to go home!" Her eyes filled with tears. "Daddy! Mommy! Come and take me home!" She yelled. Her salty tears where now flowing freely. But then, she remembered the note she had partly squashed and her hand shot out and grabbed it as if something was going to take it from her.
She unfolded it carefully like it would crumble into ash at any second. She gulped loudly and tried not to soil it with her fresh tears, now falling harder. She decided she would read it aloud, just to hear her own voice.
"To our precious, wonderful, beautiful, smart, talented, exotic daughter, Bulma." Her eight year old voice cracked, but she read on, swallowing the urge to scream.
"Bulma, if you are reading this, we are dead." Bulma stopped, her blue eyes overflowing. "Oh my gosh. No." But her pain willed her to keep reading.
"Do not despair, our child, for you can over come anything that you set your mind to. Don't let anyone tell you different.
"You are beautiful, our angel. Don't let anyone take your beauty away, outside as well as in. You are special, Bulma, never forget that.
"When it comes time for you to choose a mate, don't let your pure heart be stolen by looks alone, for outward beauty will only get you so far. But those with a strong heart and mind will make it in the end.
"The saiyans have come. They have destroyed everything, even us. But do not let your heart be hardened with hate. The saiyans are cold and cruel on the outside, but don't let that fool you. Once in a great while, there is a pearl inside an oyster, you just have to get inside the shell. Do not ignore your heart, no matter what it says. Give every man a chance, or you just might regret it. A partner will make you happy, no matter what you may think.
"We love you, dearest angel, and always will. We will always be with you, no matter where you are or what you do. In your mind, heart, and soul.
"Again, do not let your heart be cold and ruthless, for that isn't who you are. You will find your pearl and be happy, we know you will. We love you with everything we have, and you'll always be our angel. Never, ever give up."
By the end of the letter, Bulma was crying so hard she felt as if someone had just ripped her heart out of her and stomped on it. Certain saiyan someones.
A little shiny slip of paper caught her eye, and she picked it up delicately. Seeing the picture her parents had left her was heart-wrenching. It was a recent picture, of her eighth birthday just two months ago. It was of her, and her mother and father, hugging and laughing.
She couldn't believe it. Her parents, killed. Gone. Murdered.
"Murdered." She repeated. Her sad expression changed. Her eyes turned to ice and her, just two days ago bright and happy, face bared a dark scowl. She carefully folded the picture and the letter and put it in her jeans. Bulma stood up and clenched her fists. "Saiyans, you will pay." She whispered. Her voice grew louder and louder, full of hatred and pain. "YOU WILL PAY! I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU ALL IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! I HATE YOU AND ALWAYS WILL!" She started to run, kicking everything in her way and punching trees. But something totally unexpected happened.
She was thrown several yards back into a nearby tree. Her blurry eyes widened as she saw the hole in the tree in front of her.
"What the…" She looked down at her hands, which were tingly. And…glowing. A soft blue. She held them out from her, facing another tree and…well I supposed you could say she pushed something out of her hands, she wasn't quite sure what. A blue beam shot out and put another hole in it. She smirked evilly.
"My, my. This could come in handy…"
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"I'll find others, yeah, that's it," the little eight year old panicked, tears splashing onto the mossy ground and branches scratching her face as she ran. She stopped, panting, and crawled into the crook of a split tree. "Maybe there are more girls lost in this forest like me." But she sighed and weeped. She knew it was hopeless. She was all alone.
After a while, Chichi told herself it was pointless to cry. Her parents were dead. Her house was gone. Everything she had was gone. Crying wouldn't bring it back. But she couldn't help it. She rested her head in her hand, tears falling onto her lap. "What am I going to do? I wish there was a way to get even with those stupid men who killed my parents." Her body shook and she cried quietly. Soon, she fell asleep in the tree.
She was on a cliff looking down. Everything was blue and gold. There were sharp rocks below. She looked up and saw…her parents! She smiled and laughed. "Mom! Dad!" But they just looked at her sadly. A knife came up and stabbed her mother in the back. She cried out and disappeared. Then something orange came out of thin air and hit her dad. He flew backwards and also disappeared. "Dad! Mom! No!" Chichi yelled, holding her arms out, longing to hug them once more. Wanting to say goodbye. Suddenly she felt something hit her in the back and she lost her balance and fell. Down and down and down…
Chichi jerked awake. She looked around and then screamed. She was still in the same place, but she wasn't in the tree…or on the ground. She turned over gracefully in the air and screamed again. She was floating inches above the ground.
"What in the world? How am I flying?" She wondered aloud. She somehow flew forwards, the backwards, then "stood up" in air. She flew around in circles and then landed safely on the ground. Wow. That was kind of cool. I wish I could show my dad… Tears once again fell freely.
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"AGG!" The little blonde girl screamed, shooting a ball of ki into a nearby tree. She flew up and kicked another one, snapping it in half. "Why!" She yelled. "Why did you stupid saiyans have to come and take everything I have?!? You'll pay!" 18 dropped to the ground, breathing heavily. All of a sudden, she felt a two pretty strong energy's nearby. Her eyes opened in fear that it was a saiyan, but then she smiled in relief as she realized they weren't very strong so she could easily kill them if they tried to attack. But still, she was curious of who they were.
She flew to the nearest energy, also the strongest, almost surpassing her own. But that didn't worry her. 18 had a feeling they wouldn't hurt her. And she soon would figure out she was right…
KICK ASS BLUMA! YEAH! AND CHICHI AND 18! WOOHOO! Ok, I hope that was good so far. FanFiction is being rebuilt at the moment so I'll get onto the next chapter already. Sorry this one wasn't longer. C/C (constructive criticism) is always welcome, just don't be too harsh on me…or I'll send out the dogs…
To Sara: hey, you better be working on 'stars of hope' or I will come over and burn your house down…and I do know where you live…nah, I'm just kindin…
To princess Panchii: holy balls girl! Hurry and update your stories! They are really, really good! Come ON!
To people who are thinking of flaming me: I'm not taking you seriously so like don't even waste your time. I'll just blow you off. Yeah, I'm sure you're a much better writer than I am…you call yourself a good writer? A good writer gives advice, they don't yell and diss someone's writing. You evil person, you. Smack you.
OOHHH! MY FAVORTIE SONG!!!! YAY! LA, LA, LA…DEEP DOWN I KNOW SHE LOVES ME…
Doughnut...hehe
Every other time…
*clears throat*
I'm ok.That I was gay…
I like it…
*sighs* I'm gonna quit while I'm ahead…