Black Queen and her Saiyan
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, settings or anything in general about Pathfinder/DnD or DBZ. All rights belong to Paizo and Akira Toriyama.
Prologue
Would you believe me if I ever told you that I was power hungry bitch at one point in my life? If you saw me now you'd take me for a big fat liar but if you were around in my past then you'll be shocked at how much of a bitch I was and it was all because I wanted to become complete ever since I was born. And because of that obsession I never knew what I lost till it was too late.
Flashback-Unknown battleground, Golarion.
Two silhouettes stood across from each other in their designated arena; a large wide open space with the earth there being barren which was at the summit of a mountain. The same area being the aftermath of what could be called a massacre as the ground they stood on was filled with a lot of corpses and ashes.
The first silhouette revealed to be a grinning well-endowed, athletic woman who stood at 6'9" in height. She has tanned skin, crimson red hair tied in a long ponytail, matching eyes, and lips. She's clad in a form fitting black and red full body suit, black fingerless gloves and steel toed boots and she topped it off with an open red trench coat.
Standing opposite the woman is revealed to be an angry man who stood at a similar height but was less muscular. He had pale white skin, short blonde hair and ocean blue eyes one could easily get lost in. He wore a chain shirt underneath a white coat, brown trousers, a black belt around the waist and white boots. In his right hand is a dueling sword which glowed with a holy aura.
"About time you showed up Rodrig. I was beginning to think that you'd be a no show." The woman began, "Do you know how boring beating and roasting small fry can get? Besides isn't it rude of you to keep a lady waiting?"
"You? A lady? That's a good joke coming from you Samara." The man identified as Rodrig responded.
Samara shrugged, "You know me. I like to crack one whenever I can. It helps reduce the tension at times. Just like right now…and you're still tense." She sweat dropped at her opponent.
"This is no laughing matter Samara!" Rodrig said loudly swiping at the air with his free hand, "All you've done is add to your still growing rap sheet."
Samara sighs, "Yeah. Yeah. I know about it. It's so long that I've grown tired of even remembering what's on it. Not like it matters anyways."
Rodrig closed his eyes in silence for a few seconds before breathing out and steeling himself. "I guess it has to be this way eh…" He then pointed his weapon at Samara. "Your rampage ends here Samara…Prepare yourself." He took up a traditional fencing stance.
"So that's your choice Rodrig…Just like these men and women you led who chose to oppose me in the name of your "justice" that you all like to spout out." Samara said while using air quotes to emphasize justice. "And like them you'll share their fate." She takes a relaxed hands down stance while hopping on the balls of her feet.
"Samara, do not insult me." Rodrig warned in disgust at her stance.
Samara knowing what he meant replied with, "I'm not insulting you with this stance Rodrig. If anything I'm taking you even more seriously now since I'm normally much more tensed. Need a clear mind to fight you anyways."
'Damn it! There goes my goading her into making her tense.' Rodrig thought as he tried something else. "Aren't you going to fight me with a weapon?" He asked trying to bait her into a swordfight.
"I AM fighting you with my weapons. You're looking at them." Samara answered in a deadpan tone as pairs of black gauntlets and greaves appeared over her hands and legs, "Besides why should I fight you at your element when I can fight in my own. This isn't a duel Rodrig. It's a fight!"
'Tch! Foiled again.' Rodrig thought. His eyes widened as he saw Samara already in his face throwing a roundhouse kick at his head. Luckily, he reacted quickly and blocked the attack which sent him skidding back.
"Not bad...Nemesis." Samara said.
"Nemesis?!" Rodrig asked.
"Well you got elevated from fiancé to nemesis." Samara explained seriously. Immediately a flurry of flaming punches and kicks came the swordsman's way which were all aimed at vital spots. Once again he blocked or avoided the flurry of attacks.
'Gaahh! I know that Samara's serious but I didn't think she'd be THIS serious! Normally she's seductive and playful when we fight. She must be really serious about killing me.' Rodrig thought. 'Just like I'm serious about ending her too. Good thing I have a backup plan in case things go sideways.'
The onslaught resumed as Samara attacked with a combination of wild but precise punches and kicks all aimed at vital spots. Not one to be outdone Rodrig also returned fire with precise sword slashes and thrusts with intent to kill the dangerous woman.
"Good to know that you can see how serious I am about ending you." Samara stated as she used her armored foot to stop an overhead slash before retaliating with a flaming spinning heel kick.
"Ugh! Yes, I can obviously see that." Rodrig replied with a grunt as he blocked the kick which pushed him back and rattled him.
"Good! Besides, you brought this on yourself!" Samara teleported above him and came down with a fast dive kick that Rodrig back stepped to avoid which created a small crater where he had been.
The two continued their deadly dance for hours and hours without giving each other room to breathe or recuperate. Both determined to end the other. Watching from a good distance was a massive black dragon with red eyes who looked on with interest.
"So those two finally decided to fight for real and for the fate of this world." The dragon said, "Unfortunately no matter who wins the world is screwed either ways. Too bad I'm staying out of this."
Soon the hours turned to days and then weeks and finally months. After seven months of constant fighting there was finally a break.
"I have you!" Rodrig yelled as he'd dodged a sweep kick and countered with an overhead slash.
"No. I have you!" Samara countered by catching the attack with her hands, gripping the sword in between them.
"What?!" Suddenly Rodrig found his sword flying out of his hands and then grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air before being slammed into the ground forming a huge crater in the process. Then Samara caught the falling sword by the handle and pointed it at her nemesis while ignoring the pain from the enchantment on it.
"It ends here Nemesis. Any last words?" She asked. She raised an eyebrow at Rodrig's smirk as he looked up at her from the ground.
"Yes. You've fallen for my trap!" Rodrig said as suddenly a magic circle formed underneath a startled Samara and rings suddenly surrounded her and bound her.
"W-What?! What trickery is this?!" Samara demanded.
"I'd set this little number for you a few minutes before our duel began while you took out my men." Rodrig explained as he got up from the crater, "All I had to do was bid my time and get you at just the right moment before springing it on you."
"Damn you!" Samara yelled as she fruitlessly tried to break out of her bindings.
"Don't bother trying. I made this little number just for you." Rodrig said before his tone turned sad, "I am sorry for this Samara, but your rampage must be stopped here and now. Your desire to fully become a goddess has caused too much chaos and destruction and I can no longer stand by and do nothing." He went to pick up his sword and walked out of the magic circle.
"Like you're any better. Aren't you obsessed with becoming a full celestial?! Don't deny it! I know you still desire that!" Samara spoke viciously while Rodrig stood undeterred.
"I'll admit that I had that desire before but now I decided to no longer chase after such a thing. I've grown satisfied with how I am." He said, "You however let your desire become an obsession and went on a rampage until now." The magic circle grew larger just stopping before Rodrig's feet.
"B-Bullshit!" Samara said as she felt a heavy force fall upon her. She growled as she noticed Rodrig only looking at her with sympathy.
"If only you'd dropped that obsession we would have spent the rest of our lives together as a couple and as parents with a family. It's a shame it has to end like this. Please, forgive me. Maybe one day when you're reborn, hopefully as a good person, we'll meet again. Goodbye Samara." Rodrig said. He then slammed his sword into the ground making it quake violently.
"RODRIG!" Samara yelled before a flash of light appeared over her form and she vanished out of sight. There was no trace of her negative energy anywhere nor her influence. She was…gone.
Rodrig looked at the spot where his fiancée had been with tears falling from his eyes before closing them. He felt bad enough that he did this to her but she left him with no other option. It'll take time for his wounded heart to heal but that still that painful sting wasn't going anytime soon.
"Looks like you're still hurting from what you did." A deep voice remarked as something massive landed behind Rodrig. "Not surprising."
"I take it that you watched the battle as usual Mace." Rodrig stated.
"You know me." Mace said, "Anyways better suck it up already friend. What's done is done. There are no do overs." He added in a serious tone.
"I know. I know." Rodrig said as he walked past the dragon. "I'll be sure to move on."
"You do that." Mace said while looking at the barren spot where the battle concluded. He then shook his head and took to the air.
End Flashback
I can't believe it's been years since arriving in this place, this strange world where I've seen amazing things in where people have advanced beyond anything I could see; the only place remotely close being Alkenstar and even they were way behind. The wonder of 'technology' made me jealous if my own home would ever develop such skills to create wonders in this world that none could imagine. I am amazed at this sheer scope of the beauty and prideful marks that man has made in this world. One could say I was just overwhelmed at this for a time.
Medicine that put alchemists to shame, the weapons of destruction that wizards could never hope to accomplish in their lives and most of all the raw emotions of these people. The billions of humans on this world is just beyond the amount back in Golarion, it's inspiring to see people flourish so easily yet I know there's a dark side to this reign of rule. There was always one and I was right when I researched through the use of this 'Internet'; as history literally was opened to my eyes.
I watched through videos, pictures and even words of the acts of genocide, murder, rape and so much more I realized something. They were no better than the foolish ningen back in Golarion.
Well as for me I'd arrived in one hell of a splash, literally. The ningen who found me told me that I'd landed in the ocean in front of their beach house in a nation known as 'Brazil'. Worse I found out that banishment spell that whoever it was used on me had screwed me over big time: My divine powers were sealed and I'd been weakened badly, not to mention my body reverted to that of a child and some memories of mine were gone. However, my immortality was still present which was okay.
Fortunately I was able to retrain my body back to peak condition as the ningen couple that found me had adopted me into their family and I accepted it at first just because I saw some use of them, but I'd eventually grew to love them as they raised me like I was their real child as they were unable to get children of their own. Something I'd never gotten back in Golarion from my birth parents whom I don't remember and don't intend to.
My adoptive father was a retired fighter who was a practitioner of a style called Vale Tudo. While I still retained my Janni martial art style, this Vale Tudo was fantastic. A well rounded style with the savagery that I enjoyed a lot. Soon I was fighting in tournaments and winning them all like it was going out of style. The fame and money was good and all but I wasn't satisfied.
All I really wanted was a good fight and a male ningen that could hold his ground against me as all the males I'd met were either spineless or pathetic meat headed weaklings. Just when I thought I'd be single for eternity my luck went up when I participated in the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament. Where I met my love...my husband.
Flashback-At the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament
'Pathetic! What a waste.' Samara thought with a frown as she left the competitors' room after a brief break. Her last fight ended very quickly as she easily used her nimble footwork and timing to knock her cocky out in one shot. That shocked the spectators in the arena as no one expected such a finish in 6 seconds.
Once she got back to the arena Samara's mood changed almost instantly as she saw someone that she immediately got her interest, and in a good way.
The lilt to his shoulders, the way he carried his hair as he went stretching his arms, his muscular athletic build under that orange go of his and most of all his intoxicating power. She found herself blushing before coming to reality, she didn't know if it was because it was a lost memory or because of his power, but she just felt that she had to claim him for herself. 'Me likey!'
"He is cute isn't he?" Asked a woman from behind Samara, she sounded resigned for some reason.
"What are you going on about?" Samara pretended to not be interested.
"Don't play coy with me! I saw you ogling at him!" The woman said in a pissed off tone.
"Ogling? No. Seeing him as my mate? Yes." Samara said turning to face the woman. She had black eyes, black ponytailed hair, light skin and wore a blue martial arts attire with a red belt around her waist and had a Bo staff behind her.
"Well, he is going to be my future husband!" The woman shouted out.
"Oh really?!" Samara's eye twitched in annoyance. Beta female thinks she can swoop in after her alpha. "Not on your life beta female! He's mine!"
People began moving away from the two women, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire of the impending cat fight.
End Flashback.
The quarter finals came and coincidentally I was matched up against the beta female who went by the name Chi-Chi. Oh how she was mouthing off about how she was going to thrash me and claim my mate!
Too bad it was so one sided! In my favor that is! Bashed her around the arena like a piñata and left her a bloody mess. Fortunately (or unfortunately in my case) she lived but her martial arts career was done there and with that I advanced to the semis. Funny enough it seemed that I attracted my mate to me.
He went by the name Goku and oh my we were both blushing messes when we met each other after that match. Heck we couldn't say anything to each other apart from "Hello" before I ran away in embarrassment. Unbelievable!
Soon our match came and let me tell you, it was...MY GREATEST FIGHT I"VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE! We matched each other blow for blow, technique for technique, and counter for counter! Whatever I did he had an answer for and whatever trick he had I had one to one up his! Our battle went on for 4 insane hours, momentum shifting so many times before he managed to nail me with one counter I did not see coming and ended it there. By the time I recovered consciousness the tournament was over and Goku was the champion.
Normally I'd be incensed by that loss to a ningen but this Goku was no ningen. He was something else entirely and I wanted him so badly. Funny enough so did Goku as he sought me out to believe it or not...propose to me. Yes, the alpha male proposed to me instead of me just outright claiming him right there and now. I was so stunned that all I could do was nod to accept his proposal. A few days later and we were getting married with my adoptive parents there for the occasion and the honeymoon was even more insane as we went at it like wild beasts in heat. Nine months later and we had a son whom we named Gohan and it was a joyous occasion for us parents but especially for me as I'd gotten something I'd remembered ever wanting ever since: a family of my own.
Unfortunately I did not anticipate the series of events that followed that would further change my life.
End Prologue
Alright I finally got around to starting this story. An odd crossover I know but I'm crazy enough to attempt to pull it off, just like I did with the 'Umbral and a Vampire'.
Look forward to the next chapter and the Saiyan Arc.