Silver Moon
There is a legend, buried deep in every culture, and by every, I do mean EVERY. Even the peaceful Namekians, or the Earthlings, who have never made contact with space, have it. They might not acknowledge it in their everyday life...
But it's there.
A bit differently perhaps, but there. The story of unimaginable powers controlling the universe. They named them gods and goddess. They ruled over the elements, it being an extension of their bodies, using it for either good or bad.
On planets where there has been contact with the Net, as the space folk like to call it, bigger parts of the myth remain. Sorry, let me correct myself. Youngsters think it's a myth. But their elders know, and some of those who can, remember that it's the truth.
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The silver moon shone down on the clear lake. A dark figure stood on the rock in the middle. Her long ebony hair brushed her angles as the wind gently hummed tunes of the unknown.
"Unlucky ring Traveling from hand to hand,"
The water rippled around her as she began to chant.
"Did you hear something?"
Goten whispered to his friend as they knelt in the bushes. He shook his head.
"Must've been the wind..." He muttered.
They were about to pull off the most ingenious prank ever. Trunks frowned as he concentrated. But his ear twitched as it caught a sound.
"Black cat brings The star-crossed eye of the past."
They looked at each other. Their faces became paler than the goddess that sat in the sky. That voice was like their fears.
"Twelve goddesses, Buried deep in cosmos' heart,"
They pulled the bushes away and saw the witch standing there. Her massive hair covered her face as she looked down.
"One god, Shall not let them part.
He shall come forth And reveal the secrets of unknown."
Trunks and Goten were shaking by now, as they watched the water swirl and bobble around the woman.
She chuckled.
"Tell Vegeta that it's time to die, BOYS!!!"
She looked up, her eyes pulsing with a crimson light.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
Fear ran down their spines, like a cold rush of water on a hot summers day that the prince poured on them. They ran as they have never ran before, their ears ringing with her cackling laughter, echoing in the forest.
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There is a legend, buried deep in every culture, and by every, I do mean EVERY. Even the peaceful Namekians, or the Earthlings, who have never made contact with space, have it. They might not acknowledge it in their everyday life...
But it's there.
A bit differently perhaps, but there. The story of unimaginable powers controlling the universe. They named them gods and goddess. They ruled over the elements, it being an extension of their bodies, using it for either good or bad.
On planets where there has been contact with the Net, as the space folk like to call it, bigger parts of the myth remain. Sorry, let me correct myself. Youngsters think it's a myth. But their elders know, and some of those who can, remember that it's the truth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The silver moon shone down on the clear lake. A dark figure stood on the rock in the middle. Her long ebony hair brushed her angles as the wind gently hummed tunes of the unknown.
"Unlucky ring Traveling from hand to hand,"
The water rippled around her as she began to chant.
"Did you hear something?"
Goten whispered to his friend as they knelt in the bushes. He shook his head.
"Must've been the wind..." He muttered.
They were about to pull off the most ingenious prank ever. Trunks frowned as he concentrated. But his ear twitched as it caught a sound.
"Black cat brings The star-crossed eye of the past."
They looked at each other. Their faces became paler than the goddess that sat in the sky. That voice was like their fears.
"Twelve goddesses, Buried deep in cosmos' heart,"
They pulled the bushes away and saw the witch standing there. Her massive hair covered her face as she looked down.
"One god, Shall not let them part.
He shall come forth And reveal the secrets of unknown."
Trunks and Goten were shaking by now, as they watched the water swirl and bobble around the woman.
She chuckled.
"Tell Vegeta that it's time to die, BOYS!!!"
She looked up, her eyes pulsing with a crimson light.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
Fear ran down their spines, like a cold rush of water on a hot summers day that the prince poured on them. They ran as they have never ran before, their ears ringing with her cackling laughter, echoing in the forest.
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