SORCERESS OF HIS HEART
Chapter 1: Visions of Onyx, Tears of Sapphire
Contents:
Gohan X Videl
Action, Romance
'Thoughts'
"Speech"
"Sweet daughter, what's wrong?" A woman asks a shivering child. The child looks into the mother's eyes with her ocean blue ones, filled with tears and wide in astonishment.
"I...I had another one of those dreams, mother." The child replies.
"Care to tell?" The child nods as she cuddles close.
"A... tribe of people will be destroyed. By fiery rain. By a man in purple..."
It was just like I said: a tribe to the far west was attacked the next day.
I knew what was going to happen. I always knew that my powers were going to mean trouble for me. The people of the Orange Star Tribe thought it was a great blessing. My powers are a great gift, but also a great curse. What power is this?
The power to see the future.
I use to wake in the middle of the night, from the constant dreams, when I was a small child. It terrified me more than the summer thunder storms.
The only people that didn't use my power to their own advantage were my best friends and my mother. My mother said that great things were going to be expected of me, and always encouraged me.
My best friends use to play games to help me understand my powers better and grow use to using them more often.
We use to play hide and seek, me being the seeker of course. I'd just close my eyes and concentrate on the "aura" that my friends gave off (I was also a warrior being the Chieftain's daughter), and using the power to see where they'd hid. Simple child games. Fun that I didn't want to end. But they did, very tragically.
One dark night, after everyone had went to bed; a thundering roar entered our small village. Men on horseback rained down upon us like lotus, killing everyone in sight. I watched as my mother went gone outside to see what was going on and got killed from behind. My father wasn't home at the time and was safe as far as I knew. I saw and heard my friends screaming and running. As I hovered and sobbed over my mother's bleeding body, a shadow loomed over me. A young man in purple armor towered above me on a black horse.
"Hello, Gifted One," was all he said before he kidnapped me. I was only 10 years old.
It's been ten years now that I've lived with that man in Central City. His name is Tomah, the greatest warrior known and now king of the land. I know what he comes for everyday. It's the same thing. But today, a different place: somewhere in the south desert.
But, this time, my vision not for him. It was of a man with black hair and eyes as the onyx stones lining the bathing pool. His body was like it was carved by Isis herself in the image of a perfect man. I see him cut my chains. Who he is, I don't know...yet. But I shall.
"Any news from my sorceress today?" Tomah asks, sitting on his throne, next to where I sit with a map on the floor.
I sigh as I place my finger on the blue stone over the place of the south mountains. An image of Queen Launch and King Tien fleeing flashes before my eyes. Men in Tomah's army are attacking them, driving them from their homeland.
"Your kingdom stretches to the south mountains. The Royals flee their home. Victory is sure." I answer.
"Have the troops ascend to the south mountains." Tomah tells his Capitan of the army. He turns to me; a small smile that sickens me crosses his face, "With you at my side, Videl, I shall bring peace to the world after centuries of chaos."
"Rivers of blood don't bring peace." I tell him, "Only more blood."
He smirks, "But it DOES bring obedience." I sigh again. He doesn't know what fate has in store for him. As a matter of fact, I wasn't so sure of my own fate, either.
-Refugee's Oasis-
(This is a different person's POV)
I wipe the sweat from my forehead as my father, uncle and I tend to the small crop we own. This is a small place we call home since the Kingdom of Saiyans was destroyed in a raid. The only survivors are my family, which is my mom, dad, uncle, my 2 grandfathers Bardock and the Ox King, little brother, Goten and I and the Royal family: King Vegeta, Bulma and their son Trunks. The royals from the mountains joined us the other day. The Chestnut family is here as well. (Father says that they live with us because Krillin is an old friend of his) Even Yamcha, the desert bandit is here with Puar and Master Roshi, my father's teacher. As a saiyan, I have been trained as a warrior, as an assassin. I hear that a meeting is being called tonight. Yay.
"Silence!" King Vegeta roars. No one heeds this call. Too many people are arguing over the same topic as all the meets are called for. On a rafter, Trunks stands next to Goten, looking very pissed off.
"KING VEGETA HAS CALLED FOR SILENCE! HOLD YOUR TOUNGES!" The two bellow, bringing the meeting to order. Ha, kids these days.
"Tomah has invaded my mountains! He must be stopped!" Tien cried, shaking a fist in the air.
"He's killed so many! All the grounds from North to South, from East to West have been stained crimson!" Krillin puts in, his eyes flashing. Hell, even the females are shouting out.
"It's because he has a sorcerer! He can see the future and tell when we are most vulnerable!" Yamcha states, "That is the talk amongst all the cities!"
"Then we should kill this 'sorcerer', to take away his advantage!" Raddiz, my uncle declares. The people all voice their agreements. This was going to be a short meeting.
"Who will kill the sorcerer?" someone asks.
"None of you green blades, that's for sure," a high raspy voice cackles. It's Baba, a Shamaness and sister to Master Roshi. She always sneaks up on us like this. This time, she popped up next to me, ridding her mini pony as always. She looks up at me, her beady eyes looking into mine, "It's going to be this young man."
"SAY WHAT!" Shouts my mother. Her high voice makes my ears sting.
Baba goes into the speech about me being the "best trained, and the oldest of the newest generation." Lovely. Just lovely. My father grins at me.
"Time to prove yourself, Gohan."
...Oh crap...
(Normal POV)
Gohan rode as fast as his camel could carry him to the campsite that harbored King Tomah and his sorcerer. On his back, a long bow and a quiver full of arrows. At his side, a long sword. Creeping into a tent that housed the sorcerer, he saw a small figure standing at the farthest portion of the area. Gohan quietly loaded an arrow into his bow and brushed the silk 'door' aside with his shoulder. The figure turned towards him, eyes meeting his. Blue to Black. Sapphire to Onyx. It finally registered in Gohan's mind that the sorcerer was a sorceress. Garbed in a sandy colored out fit, it swayed against her petite form. A jewel encrusted belt kept her long flowing skirt in place, which was fluttering softly about her ankles. The slits of the skirt went up to her hips, and ended just a few centimeters from the belt. The long sash acted as a top and twisted between her breasts. It wrapped from the back and was tied in an elegant bow. She wore the silver sandals, encrusted with a single jewel. Her raven black hair was tied into pigtails at her chin. A tiara adored her bared forehead with a light blue tear shaped jewel, which matched the bracelets on her wrists. From the bracelets the cloth connected to her middle fingers in a beaded, mesh design.
"I've been waiting for you... Son Gohan." She whispered.
TBC
Preview of Chapter 2: My heart is Lost to You...
The moonlight danced in the girl's baby blue eyes. The eyes... that what caused him to pause. They were BLUE. Not a regular blue; but blue as the clear summer sky. In them, he could tell any emotion.