Erm.. I don't own DBZ. And umm.. none of the dbz characters are in the
first chapter but you should like it. I hope you like it. Oh and jadie
belongs to Demented Faith look for her on FF.Net. yes. K.. on to the
story..
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Innocence
Rascal sighed. "Will I ever get out of here?"
"Two more months," replied Demeter.
Rascal moved to look out the window. "I hate it here, it's too hot."
"I know," was the reply.
Rascal looked around the room. Her room. It had been hers for an eternity it seemed. Fifteen years at the very least. The room was all black. She kept it that way to please her mother. Black walls, black carpet, black light.etc. Demeter was sitting on her bed watching her daughter pace about the room like a caged cat. She was almost invisible if it wasn't for the fact that her skin that was white, it shined like a florescent light bulb in the dark room.
"Mother, what shall I do when I get there?"
"Find a guy."
"That's what you always say..." replied Rascal rolling her eyes.
"Is that such a big problem? They are crawling all over the place up there and they are rather simple minded. Anything that looks good in a skirt they go after."
"Well if I do, he has to be perfect and I have to completely ruin or run his life.in order to be happy," Rascal grinned.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Demeter smiled at her daughter thinking of how much she was like herself at that age.and yet so different in many ways.
They sat in silence for a while, studying and grinning at each other. Demeter was dressed in black. A black tank graced her top half while slightly baggy pants covered her legs and beat up boots took care of the feet. Her next to pure white hair flowed down till her mid-back with a police style hat perched on her head. Rascal, clad in black as well, was wearing her favorite black cloak over baggy black pants and a plain black long-sleeve t-shirt. She had her hood pulled back leaving her jet-black; silver streaked, hair spilling down to her waist. She walked towards the window pulling back the black curtain, only to reveal hell itself.
'I finally get to leave this wretched place,' Rascal thought to herself.
'Why do you want to leave so bad?' Demeter spoke to Rascal telepathically.
Rascal jumped and whirled around to face her mother. "I hate it when you do that!"
"Do what?" Demeter asked, innocently smiling.
"Don't even go there." Rascal threatened. "You know as well as I do that I hate it when you do that thing where you speak into my mind of all places! What if I don't want you in my mind at all?"
"Aww.ever since you hit being a teenager, you are just no longer any fun."
Two months later.
'I can't believe I'm finally leaving.' Rascal mused. She had packed all of her things and was more that ready to go. "Goodbye to this godforsaken room..."
Demeter walked in. "Ready to leave hell and go live with your Aunt Jade on earth?"
"You make it sound like I'm going to die or something..." Rascal looked up at her mother.
"You know I have to play the pathetic-mother-with-her-daughter-leaving role. Am I doing good?" Demeter inquired.
Rascal laughed, "really good."
As they were waiting for the car to pull up. "You're taking Rumor right?" Demeter asked, suddenly exasperated. "Yes mother, you don't have to worry about him breaking your precious porcelain anymore." Rascal grinned evilly.
Demeter sighed while looking back at the house. "That's a relief. I thought I'd be stuck with him again like the last time you went on your one-week trip to Paris and he broke everything breakable I had because he missed you.. Now I can actually buy stuff and not have to worry that he'll tear it up or break it."
While they were speaking about Rascal's cat and Demeter's porcelain, a jet-black jeep pulled up, with Jade in the drivers seat. "And where is my favorite niece?"
"You watch out for that damned cat of hers, Jade. It likes to destroy things..."
"Ooooh, Spawnie will have a partner in crime now...destroying all things important to those who live in my home...what fun!" Jade exclaimed.
"Oh I forgot about that Hell's Spawn of yours." Demeter replied to the happy Jade.
Rascal hopped in the car and got comfortable. Right then rumor chose to appear in her lap in the form of a small black kitten. He climbed up and sat on Rascal's shoulder. Demeter glared at the kitten while rascal smiled and petted him.
"Let's go!" exclaimed Jade happily. Demeter waved as they drove off.
"So, kiddo, what do you plan on doing when we get there? I just hope that you know that Shane, Cheyenne and Luarana all still live at home. Along with Oryan." asked Jade when they were about two miles from Jade's house. Rascal was staring wide-eyed out the window and entirely missed the question.
"Does the whole earth look like this? All...green?" Rascal asked still glued to the car window.
"Well most of it."
"I can't wait to see all the humans!"
Jade marveled at the complete innocence this child possessed not ever having possessed any herself.
They pulled up to Jade's house, which was a five-story mansion. Rascal stared, "I didn't know your house was this big! It's almost as big as mother's castle back home! Do you really live here? I didn't know anyone was as rich as my mother! Wow!"
Jade chuckled, and thought to herself 'So naïve, her mother probably never exposed her to the outer world...'
As Jade and Rascal walked up the steps to the house, Rascal noticed all the male servants were next to drooling over Jade's appearance.
Rascal looked at Jade. "Teach me how to do that!"
"Sure," Jade grinned. 'This is going to be more fun than I thought. Demi is going to kill me.'
"Lesson number one. always keep a guy thinking about the regions below his waist.that way you can really screw him up," lectured jade as she pulled out some clothing for Rascal to try on.
"You want me to wear that? Mother would kill me if she saw me wearing anything even remotely close to that."
"Oh, let's be adventurous!"
"Okay," Rascal agreed.
The top was a tight belly-button-showing black tank and the bottom was a skirt long enough to be modest but had slits running all the way up to her hips. The shoes were knee high boots.
"I can't go to school in this!"
"Okay let's try something a little more modest." agreed Jade coolly. Rascal put the next outfit on and looked in the mirror. The top was a black spaghetti strap tummy-showing tank. The pants were tight on the top and flared out with flames on the bottom. Her shoes were high-heeled boots.
"That's a little better, but the pant's are too tight and my top half feels naked," complained Rascal.
"You'll get used to it." Jade said, shaking her head at the modesty of this child.
"Anyway, you don't have time to change, we have to go."
'Damn,' thought rascal.
'Watch your language,' Jade scolded.
"Not you too! Why can't I read yours or my mother's mind but I can everyone else's?" complained Rascal.
"Because we know how to block against it and when you're old enough you will be taught the same," Jade replied dragging rascal to the car.
"Oh."
Jade watched as her niece walked up the school steps. The boys were all staring with their mouths open. Most were openly ogling Rascal, and some were getting slapped by a girl next to them. She also noticed that rascal, in all her innocence didn't notice. 'That child has always been different from all of us. I wonder what she really is. Bonne Chance, moi petit infant.' (Good Luck, My little Child)
Jade glanced back once more before she drove off. "That school doesn't know what hit it."
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Innocence
Rascal sighed. "Will I ever get out of here?"
"Two more months," replied Demeter.
Rascal moved to look out the window. "I hate it here, it's too hot."
"I know," was the reply.
Rascal looked around the room. Her room. It had been hers for an eternity it seemed. Fifteen years at the very least. The room was all black. She kept it that way to please her mother. Black walls, black carpet, black light.etc. Demeter was sitting on her bed watching her daughter pace about the room like a caged cat. She was almost invisible if it wasn't for the fact that her skin that was white, it shined like a florescent light bulb in the dark room.
"Mother, what shall I do when I get there?"
"Find a guy."
"That's what you always say..." replied Rascal rolling her eyes.
"Is that such a big problem? They are crawling all over the place up there and they are rather simple minded. Anything that looks good in a skirt they go after."
"Well if I do, he has to be perfect and I have to completely ruin or run his life.in order to be happy," Rascal grinned.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Demeter smiled at her daughter thinking of how much she was like herself at that age.and yet so different in many ways.
They sat in silence for a while, studying and grinning at each other. Demeter was dressed in black. A black tank graced her top half while slightly baggy pants covered her legs and beat up boots took care of the feet. Her next to pure white hair flowed down till her mid-back with a police style hat perched on her head. Rascal, clad in black as well, was wearing her favorite black cloak over baggy black pants and a plain black long-sleeve t-shirt. She had her hood pulled back leaving her jet-black; silver streaked, hair spilling down to her waist. She walked towards the window pulling back the black curtain, only to reveal hell itself.
'I finally get to leave this wretched place,' Rascal thought to herself.
'Why do you want to leave so bad?' Demeter spoke to Rascal telepathically.
Rascal jumped and whirled around to face her mother. "I hate it when you do that!"
"Do what?" Demeter asked, innocently smiling.
"Don't even go there." Rascal threatened. "You know as well as I do that I hate it when you do that thing where you speak into my mind of all places! What if I don't want you in my mind at all?"
"Aww.ever since you hit being a teenager, you are just no longer any fun."
Two months later.
'I can't believe I'm finally leaving.' Rascal mused. She had packed all of her things and was more that ready to go. "Goodbye to this godforsaken room..."
Demeter walked in. "Ready to leave hell and go live with your Aunt Jade on earth?"
"You make it sound like I'm going to die or something..." Rascal looked up at her mother.
"You know I have to play the pathetic-mother-with-her-daughter-leaving role. Am I doing good?" Demeter inquired.
Rascal laughed, "really good."
As they were waiting for the car to pull up. "You're taking Rumor right?" Demeter asked, suddenly exasperated. "Yes mother, you don't have to worry about him breaking your precious porcelain anymore." Rascal grinned evilly.
Demeter sighed while looking back at the house. "That's a relief. I thought I'd be stuck with him again like the last time you went on your one-week trip to Paris and he broke everything breakable I had because he missed you.. Now I can actually buy stuff and not have to worry that he'll tear it up or break it."
While they were speaking about Rascal's cat and Demeter's porcelain, a jet-black jeep pulled up, with Jade in the drivers seat. "And where is my favorite niece?"
"You watch out for that damned cat of hers, Jade. It likes to destroy things..."
"Ooooh, Spawnie will have a partner in crime now...destroying all things important to those who live in my home...what fun!" Jade exclaimed.
"Oh I forgot about that Hell's Spawn of yours." Demeter replied to the happy Jade.
Rascal hopped in the car and got comfortable. Right then rumor chose to appear in her lap in the form of a small black kitten. He climbed up and sat on Rascal's shoulder. Demeter glared at the kitten while rascal smiled and petted him.
"Let's go!" exclaimed Jade happily. Demeter waved as they drove off.
"So, kiddo, what do you plan on doing when we get there? I just hope that you know that Shane, Cheyenne and Luarana all still live at home. Along with Oryan." asked Jade when they were about two miles from Jade's house. Rascal was staring wide-eyed out the window and entirely missed the question.
"Does the whole earth look like this? All...green?" Rascal asked still glued to the car window.
"Well most of it."
"I can't wait to see all the humans!"
Jade marveled at the complete innocence this child possessed not ever having possessed any herself.
They pulled up to Jade's house, which was a five-story mansion. Rascal stared, "I didn't know your house was this big! It's almost as big as mother's castle back home! Do you really live here? I didn't know anyone was as rich as my mother! Wow!"
Jade chuckled, and thought to herself 'So naïve, her mother probably never exposed her to the outer world...'
As Jade and Rascal walked up the steps to the house, Rascal noticed all the male servants were next to drooling over Jade's appearance.
Rascal looked at Jade. "Teach me how to do that!"
"Sure," Jade grinned. 'This is going to be more fun than I thought. Demi is going to kill me.'
"Lesson number one. always keep a guy thinking about the regions below his waist.that way you can really screw him up," lectured jade as she pulled out some clothing for Rascal to try on.
"You want me to wear that? Mother would kill me if she saw me wearing anything even remotely close to that."
"Oh, let's be adventurous!"
"Okay," Rascal agreed.
The top was a tight belly-button-showing black tank and the bottom was a skirt long enough to be modest but had slits running all the way up to her hips. The shoes were knee high boots.
"I can't go to school in this!"
"Okay let's try something a little more modest." agreed Jade coolly. Rascal put the next outfit on and looked in the mirror. The top was a black spaghetti strap tummy-showing tank. The pants were tight on the top and flared out with flames on the bottom. Her shoes were high-heeled boots.
"That's a little better, but the pant's are too tight and my top half feels naked," complained Rascal.
"You'll get used to it." Jade said, shaking her head at the modesty of this child.
"Anyway, you don't have time to change, we have to go."
'Damn,' thought rascal.
'Watch your language,' Jade scolded.
"Not you too! Why can't I read yours or my mother's mind but I can everyone else's?" complained Rascal.
"Because we know how to block against it and when you're old enough you will be taught the same," Jade replied dragging rascal to the car.
"Oh."
Jade watched as her niece walked up the school steps. The boys were all staring with their mouths open. Most were openly ogling Rascal, and some were getting slapped by a girl next to them. She also noticed that rascal, in all her innocence didn't notice. 'That child has always been different from all of us. I wonder what she really is. Bonne Chance, moi petit infant.' (Good Luck, My little Child)
Jade glanced back once more before she drove off. "That school doesn't know what hit it."