Prelude to Tears of an Angel
NOTE: Like in Tears of an Angel, this is warped AU. All the characters are living on planet Vejitasei. And everybody's a full-blood Saiya-jin. I'm not changing any appearances though, so Juuhachigou, Buruma(Bulma), Bura(Bra), and Marron are all weird-hair color Saiyajins.
NAMES:
All characters in the story are listed below with the appropriate names in the fic.
Regular: Fic: Ages(in prequel)
Son Pan: Son Pan: 6
Son Gohan: Son Gohan: 24
Son Videl: Son Videl: 23
Bulma: Queen Buruma: 40(Vejita calls her "Bulma")
Vegeta: King Vejita: 44
Trunks: Prince Toronksu: 6(I found this in a fic called Dominion: Reprise which is really good. He asks people to call him Trunks)
Bra: Princess Bura: 6(this is real. She asks people to call her Bra, like Trunks)
Marron: Marron: 5
Krillin: Kuririn: 44
18: Juuhachigou: 40
17: Juunanagou: 40(I'm not sure if I'll use him)
YamCha: Yamucha: 48(Same as 17/Juunanagou)
Son Goku: Goku/Kakarot: 44
Son Chi-Chi: Son Chichi: 41
"HA!" Six year-old Son Pan punched at the air, straining to become stronger. "HEYA!" She kicked out and demolished a tree. Behind her, Son Gohan smiled down at his daughter. "She's growing so strong. One day she will have to meet them." His eyes hardened menacingly. His wife Videl patted his arm softly. "Gohan, it will be fine. That day is not now. Pan will be stronger..." She trailed off wistfully. "Videl, that's wishful thinking. Like, Pan-chan, fighting is in the blood of the Saiyajin prince."
Pan tugged at her father's orange gi. "Touchan, am I strong enough to go SuperJ2 yet?" Her dark eyes looked at him hopefully and he sighed. "Not yet Pan-chan. But some day soon..."
Videl nodded. "Hai, Pan-chan. You will go Super-Saiyajin 2."
Gohan smiled at his wife and daughter. "Videl... Queen Buruma and King Vejita are obsessing over the fact Toronksu has been able to go Super-Saiyajin for two years. Pan will go SSJ2 soon. She has to blow those two out of the water."
Videl sighed. "Gohan, what will you do if she doesn't? She does one day have to meet them. And hopefully she won't have to meet them in tragedy."
*
The ocean was calm and uplifting as the roar of the tidal wave ceased to exist. Young Prince Toronksu stood in front of the ocean, hair glowing a bright gold. Princess Bura stood behind him, her arctic-blue eyes a little frightened. "Niichan, why do we have to do all this training?"
Her Super-Saiyajin twin presented her with a rare smile. "It is the way of Tousan. But I'd do it anyway, Bra-chan." "I know you would niichan. But isn't there anything else you could be?" "If I weren't a Saiyajin and I were barred completely from fighting, I'd be a scientist."
"Brats! Training is OVER!" King Vejita appeared behind them with a flash. Toronksu merely tilted his head in Vejita's general direction. "Eh?" He was cool and sarcastic, not like a normal six-year old at all. "VEJITA! They ARE people! They're YOUR children!" Queen Buruma appeared behind him, long blue locks waving. "Trunks, Bra. Training's over."
Trunks slipped out of Super-Saiyajin with ease. "Hai." Bra smiled. "Kaasan!" The small child ran at her mother energetically, her ice blue strappy sandals pounding the soft sand. Trunks flew up into the air, his short silvery-lavender hair flowing in the breeze. He blasted pale shards of light into the ocean, starting another tidal wave. A cloud peered over the horizon and he frowned.
"It's not supposed to storm."
*
A kick to the head flew out from nowhere aimed at Kuririn. He eassily ducked and grabbed his wife's leg. She, with a burst of strength, shot it out of his grasp like a missile and smiled coldly. "MOMMY! DADDY!" Five year-old Marron rushed out to them, her blonde pigtails streaming.
Kuririn pouted, disappointed. "Aw, Marron-chan!"
Juuhachigou flashed in and out and grabbed her daughter by the waist. "Where do you want to go now?" She sounded exasperated, and she had reason to be. Marron, with a child's naïveté, did not notice this. "I wanna visit Toronksu-kun and Bura-chan!" "They might be bored of you." But the blonde mother sounded amused.
Kuririn sighed. "Marron, Vejita's gonna kill me for this! This is the third time this week!"
"Who tares?" The child held up her hands in true 'I don't know' style. Kuririn smiled. "She does have a point." "Buruma-chan is probably getting sick of Marron. I mean, Toronksu basically ignores her. That kid is definitely Vejita's. Always emotionless, scowling, sneering, sarcastic." Juuhachigou voiced her disapproval. "What about the Sons? Goku's son's daughter?"
Kuririn smiled. "Aha! Pan! Marron, would you like to go to Pan's?"
"Hai!" Marron pronounced the word energetically, feeling for all the world like a grown-up. Little did the small family know, they had just destroyed the life of the queen of the Saiyajins. Had they come sooner...
*
Queen Buruma watched on as her son beat up everyone at the martial arts dojo. Every opponent, child or adult, was crushed by his force. A blue-skinned man came up to the young prince. The man's brown eyes glittered and Trunks narrowed his eyes. "Bakayarou."
"So judgmental, aren't we little boy?"
"Yamate." Trunks' cold voice, barely above a whisper, came out as the man blasted the window through which Buruma was watching. "IIE! KAASAN!" Trunks screamed as a gold wind ruffled through his hair and his eyes were the sea-blue of a Super Saiyajin.
The six year-old sent a huge golden ball of energy off like a rocket at the blue-skinned warrior. "FINAL FLASH!" It hit the man dead on, but still he began to fight with the queen.
Brute force soon overwhelmed the Saiyajin queen and she began to get beaten badly. The tormented eyes of a young boy who's emotions were being ripped out of his very soul would have began to kill anyone inside. Anyone.
Buruma smiled wistfully at her son. "Gomen... I'll never get to see you grow up... Remember... One day... You will marry the granddaughter of my old best friend... Pan... Trunks..."
"NO!!!!" The last emotions of the Saiyajin prince fled him in that scream. His golden hair lengthened, and his eyes turned a bloody red. "Kisama." The alien man, a Namiojin, fled, as though scared of the young boy.
Trunks collapsed, and his hair reverted to his normal silvery-lavender color as he fainted. His last words before darkness took him were "Kaasan... no..."
At that moment, Kuririn, Gohan, Vejita, and Juuhachigou appeared, all ready to fight. But all they saw was the near lifeless body of the queen and the small child who's power wasn't enough to save his mother.
*
Son Pan was coming in for dinner. Her raven locks were whirling about her head and her bright black eyes sparkled with excitement. She looked in fascination as her mother watched the television. Someone with long blue hair was being pounded to the ground.
"Who's getting beat up, kaachan?" Her doll-like expression turned to horror. "Buruma-sama..." She watched dully, unable to process her emotions at that point. She watched as the queen crumpled to the ground and Prince Toronksu screamed, a bitter sound full of horror.
Then, majestically, he went SSJ2. His eyes, the color of a bloodred rose, glittered with hatred. "Kisama."
Son Satan Videl turned of the television, breathing heavily. "Iie... BURUMA-CHAN!!!" She screamed. Pan cried. It was a sad moment for every Saiyajin. They would one day have another war. This time they might not survive.
*
**OWARI**
This concludes the prelude of Tears of an Angel. Hopefully you'll read that too. Poor Trunks and Bra... I had to kill Bulma to save the plot! **goes off and cries over killing one of her favorite characters** Oh, and has anyone wondered "Where's Goten?" and "Why couldn't Trunks save his mother?" and "Why couldn't Bulma save herself?" Those questions might be answered in Tears of an Angel:
Chapter 1: The Bloodred Rose
Which will be out soon.
Ja ne,
twisted panchan