No ownage here, and none in the future, although I would like to own DBZ.
But save the petty dreams lets get on with the fic! Anyway give it a
chance, I don't plan on ending it here. Man I really confuse myself
sometimes. BTW, screw the frog story, I probably won't update.
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A cool midnight breeze swept through West City. Bra walked along the sidewalk, frantically searching for the home that housed the man who Mom had met with earlier today. She had just remembered that her mother had forgotten a very important question about the details of the man's contraption. Mainly, what the strange looking purple button did. She didn't want her mother hurting herself, although Bra knew that she probably wouldn't. She had barely understood her mother's conversation with the man. She wasn't a real genius like her mom.
Bra cursed under her breath as she made her way through the eerily dark alleyway. She shuddered. It wasn't like her to be scared, but she felt eyes boring into her, and she could've sworn she had seen a dark shape as she entered the alley. She was in a bad section of the town. She guessed this was normal at midnight.
She couldn't even understand the gadget the man gave to her mom. All she could comprehend was something about it being dangerous if misused. Then her mother had told her about the purple button. She was going to show mom, tonight, that she could handle herself and that she had, in fact, grown up. Bulma refused to believe that she had grown up. 'I'm 14 for crying out loud.'She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't hear the voice behind her at first.
"What the hell are you doing in this part of town?"
Bra turned around and nearly fainted when she found herself staring straight into a pair of ruthless red eyes.
"Well, are you going to answer me?"
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Anyways, that's the prologue of the story. R+R if you wish, or if you like the story. I have the early parts of the story sorted out so I'll update fairly quickly (I think). I need serious motivation, I'm not very good at commitment.
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A cool midnight breeze swept through West City. Bra walked along the sidewalk, frantically searching for the home that housed the man who Mom had met with earlier today. She had just remembered that her mother had forgotten a very important question about the details of the man's contraption. Mainly, what the strange looking purple button did. She didn't want her mother hurting herself, although Bra knew that she probably wouldn't. She had barely understood her mother's conversation with the man. She wasn't a real genius like her mom.
Bra cursed under her breath as she made her way through the eerily dark alleyway. She shuddered. It wasn't like her to be scared, but she felt eyes boring into her, and she could've sworn she had seen a dark shape as she entered the alley. She was in a bad section of the town. She guessed this was normal at midnight.
She couldn't even understand the gadget the man gave to her mom. All she could comprehend was something about it being dangerous if misused. Then her mother had told her about the purple button. She was going to show mom, tonight, that she could handle herself and that she had, in fact, grown up. Bulma refused to believe that she had grown up. 'I'm 14 for crying out loud.'She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't hear the voice behind her at first.
"What the hell are you doing in this part of town?"
Bra turned around and nearly fainted when she found herself staring straight into a pair of ruthless red eyes.
"Well, are you going to answer me?"
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Anyways, that's the prologue of the story. R+R if you wish, or if you like the story. I have the early parts of the story sorted out so I'll update fairly quickly (I think). I need serious motivation, I'm not very good at commitment.