This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Dragonball and its related franchises, which is trademarked by Akira Toriyama, Shueisha/Bird Studio, and Toei Animation. All characters from the Dragonball Franchise who appear in my story are created and owned by Akira Toriyama, Shueisha/Bird Studio, and Toei Animation and I do not claim any ownership over them or the World of Dragonball and its following franchises. The story I tell here about the characacters of Dragonball Franchise is my own invention, and it is not purported or believed to be part of Akira Toriyama, Shueisha/Bird Studio, or Toei Animations story canon. This story is for entertainment only and is not part of the official story line. I am grateful to Akira Toriyama, Shueisha/Bird Studio, and Toei Animation for their wonderful stories about Dragonball, for without their animes, my story would not exist.
Chapter 1
It has been 2 years since the 23rd World Martial Arts took place where the Hero Goku defeated the reincarnation of the Demon King Piccolo: Piccolo Jr and Earth has been enjoying an era of peace. Piccolo is meditating in the middle of a wasteland in the middle of the land when he feels a sudden presence appear out of nowhere in the wasteland near him. "What in the world is that? It feels as strong as Goku's power from the tournament. Hmm, I wonder if this may work out for me?" Piccolo says as he takes off towards the power to investigate before anyone else.
A dark blue haired young woman with really pale skin and exotic torn clothes was lying on the ground unconscious with tear marks coming from her eyes that looks like she was crying. Her hair was styled like long flowing hair down to the bottom of her neck and splits into 3 spikes curling outward and pointing out in the back while in the front it is split down with it flowing in a S-curve down to the top of her chest on her right side and does a mini curve to under her eye on her left side. She looks like she has gone through a very rough fight as Piccolo inspects her for other details. He sees silver earrings with yellow bead jewels on both ears and a silver tiara with tribal shaping and a purple gem in the center. When he kneels down to roll her onto her back a magenta eye stares right at him.
In an instant she is on her feet jumping back separating them a few yards and takes a stance similar to his own stance. "What are you doing to me?!" she shouts angrily at Piccolo. "Whoa whoa whoa calm down." Piccolo says holding his hand up in a stop gesture, "You were injured here after appearing out of nowhere and I was here first. Now what is your name?" He says coming into his own stance and watches her eyes widen a little as she looks him up and down inspecting his stance. -He has seen many battles. I wouldn't last against him.- she says in her mind after her inspection. "I am called Nova. That is all I am." She says in a high and slightly deep tone.
"Well now I am Piccolo, and this is my area of training. How did you come by arriving here?" He asks staring intently into her eyes and was confused at seeing sorrow but determination in her eyes. "All I know is dark and purple" She says looking down a second and looking back up and seeing Piccolo charging at her full speed.
This startled her slightly but not enough to be hit as she ducked and retaliated with a roundhouse kick to his head that he blocks with a forearm and follows up with an uppercut to her head. She dodges the uppercut by leaning backwards into a backflip and uses her legs in a double upperkick counter that knocks him off balance. "Not bad girl, you hold yourself pretty well." He says disappearing and appearing behind her letting loose a combo on her. As the 5th hit connects, she disappears and slams her elbow into his stomach then disappears for his head but receives a haymaker instead as a welcome prize. He follows through with several kicks to her upper torso, but at the last hit receives a severe headbutt from her. As he recovers from the blow his eyes see her eyes similar to Goku when he is about to do something desperate. He then disappears before she could pull off her idea and came from behind with a surprise chop to the head knocking her out.
"You fought well Nova, and from now on you are my student and apprentice as I teach you the ways to survive and live. You seem to come from a rough place and you have potential, damn promising potential at that too, and I intend to bring it out to it's best. I think we can learn from each other. This is a feeling I have. I think you are also feeling it too. Get ready Nova as tomorrow we start my training and you will be begging for death soon so enjoy your dirt nap. You will be ready for any and all challenges you will endure. I guarantee and promise you this!" He says in respect to her and shouts at the end to imprint it into her subconsciousness.
It has been 3 weeks since she was knocked unconscious by Piccolo and taken as his apprentice. He has given her a new set of clothing in honor of her new status. She now has a purple shirt and black pants like Piccolo weighted to her strength level complete with his footwear, a black tight tube top to minimize unnecessary movement from her breasts in combat when speed is necessary, weighted armbands in her hair color, a purple waistband similar to his, and largely weighted shoulder blade armor similar to his as well. Both Nova and Piccolo are trading punches and ki blasts with each other trying to gain the upper hand.
"Come on Nova is that the best you can do?!" Piccolo taunts Nova as she unleashes a few destructive waves at him that he was dodging with ease then she suddenly disappears and he angles an arm behind his back and strikes her as he is well acquainted with her fighting mind and it was becoming a bit repetitive. He has been slowly getting her to improvise her style when she was not getting anywhere and it was slowly sinking into her mind.
"No Master it isn't" she says grinning and headbutts him as she does a few roundhouse kicks that knocks him to and fro and right into the ground. "Heh! How's that?" she grins as she feels him appear behind her without warning and plows her into a boulder with a direct kick into her side and powerful force. "Don't get cocky mid-fight girl, that will get you killed faster than repetitive moves" he says crossing his arms. "Yes my master." She says humbled as she accepts her scolding as these few weeks have shown her who she was before and who she can become now.
It was one week later during her intense meditation days that Piccolo approached her unexpectedly. "Nova," He starts. "Yes Master?" she responds. "I have an offer for you that I want to try from something you mentioned a couple of weeks ago about me being able to regenerate my limbs and stretching them out." He begins seriously. "Yes, I was curious about if I may be able to stretch my arms and legs out someday to aid in my own style." She says nodding interested. "Yes, I might have a way for you to do that while also having my regeneration as well while still having who else you are still there." He says bringing out a pint jar of strange blood. "My own blood that I will inject into you combined with something from a forgotten lab that has been cleared and cleaned. The theory goes that you are adaptable from learning techniques to adjusting to weights that took me weeks longer to even stand in, unlike you who only took days. I want to try to give you my flexibility and powers to further become a true warrior. This choice is yours and is difficult as if you do this, you will be unconscious for days or weeks while you adjust to the changes or worst of all, you simply die. I will return in a few days for your answer. Choose wisely." He says putting the pint away and flies off for the few days as he left Nova to her own thoughts.
It took the days he left her alone just to come to the decision as she had much thinking to do. First she had to know if she wanted to try the idea. Then she must know if she can let her past go by doing this. If she was ready to die also ran through her mind as well but in the end she came to a decision for when Piccolo returned and she went back into meditation to keep her mind strong as a warrior. Soon the days pass and Piccolo returns as she is meditating once more. "So have you come to a complete decision yet?" He says with his arms crossed floating as he waits.
She nods still floating herself and soon stops and stands up again. "I have. My decision Master...
I accept.
