Chapter 1: The Stray
Disclaimer: Much as I would like to, I do not own Dragonball Z ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vegeta was walking home slowly from the grocery store. Very
slowly. And carrying around 7 capsules filled with groceries.
"How dare that woman make me do pathetic human chores..." he
mumbled.
"Stupid, stupid...". He kept walking. As he passed an alley, he
heard a slight groaning.
"Probably just some human drunk...." He said, with only a
sidelong glance at the shadowed alley. He stopped. He sensed
something.... a ki?! But that was impossible! It was too large to be
human, but was to small to be anyone he knew. He took a single
step towards the darkness.
"Urgh..." came a voice. Vegeta stepped back again as a girl, about
17, fell out of the shadows and into his arms.
"Holy crap..." He said. She had a tail! But it was different than a
saiyan tail. For one, it was a darker brown
than it should have been, and two, it had black stripes! But
through the differences, it was unmistakably
saiyan. Ignoring Bulma's warning that if she found out he was
flying around town she would kill him
slowly and painfully, he grabbed her and flew off, back to Capsule Corp.
Vegeta laid the girl out carefully on the couch. She moaned and
tossed in her sleep. He looked her over carefully. She was wearing
a loose red shirt and baggy black pants that were ragged around the
hems. Her eyes were shut tight and hands clutched into fists. She
gritted her teeth and made a quiet whimpering sound. As he looked
at her neck he noticed a black mark. A scar? He thought. No,
wait... He looked closer. It was more like a tattoo than a scar. It
was a spiral shape. As he leaned in closer to look, the girl turned
over and opened her eyes ever-so-slightly,
but it was enough to see Vegeta. They immediately shot open and
the girl pushed herself back as far as
possible. Vegeta got just as surprised. He fell backwards and
landed on his butt. He shook his head, to clear
a slight dizziness, then looked up. Now it was his turn to go wide-
eyed. The girl's eyes were pitch black!
And yet, as he looked closer, they were filled with emotion.
Through their irregular darkness, every
emotion the girl was feeling was visible. The fear and the pain
stood out the most. The girl suddenly shut
her eyes and pulled her knees to her chest. She whimpered. Vegeta
peered into her mind, trying to read her
thoughts, but her mind was pure turmoil. All he could decipher
was "Please, oh Kami, don't hurt me just
don't hurt me." He smirked. She was afraid. Good. He thought.
She should be. He got up and touched her
on the shoulder. She jumped. His smile only broadened.
"Open your eyes." He demanded. She twitched and turned her
head, as if expecting a blow.
"I said open your eyes, you pathetic excuse for a saiyan, if that is
what you are!" He yelled.
Her one eye opened slightly. She looked at him, then fully opened
her eyes again, again in surprise. A quick flash of recognition and
absolute fear crossed her eyes. Vegeta could only sigh from
frustration as she, once again, passed out.
She heard voices. Small voices, though. Not like his.
"What do you think your dad's gonna do with her?"
"How should I know? He never tells me nothing."
"Hey! Shhh, I think she's waking up!"
She moaned. The voices were familiar, but she couldn't place them.
She couldn't still be here, could she? It was a
Nightmare, wasn't it? It had to be. She couldn't be here. She
couldn't be like this. She is, or at least, was, normal. Now... she
had a tail and no pupils. How did I get into this? She wondered.
She groaned, and flipped over onto her side, facing the back of the
couch. She heard two little "eeps" from the opposite side of the
room. She sighed.
"...go 'way..." she mumbled.
"Omigosh! Goten, she's awake!" one of them said. Dear Kami,
is that Trunks?
"...oh Kami..." she whispered.
Disclaimer: Much as I would like to, I do not own Dragonball Z ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vegeta was walking home slowly from the grocery store. Very
slowly. And carrying around 7 capsules filled with groceries.
"How dare that woman make me do pathetic human chores..." he
mumbled.
"Stupid, stupid...". He kept walking. As he passed an alley, he
heard a slight groaning.
"Probably just some human drunk...." He said, with only a
sidelong glance at the shadowed alley. He stopped. He sensed
something.... a ki?! But that was impossible! It was too large to be
human, but was to small to be anyone he knew. He took a single
step towards the darkness.
"Urgh..." came a voice. Vegeta stepped back again as a girl, about
17, fell out of the shadows and into his arms.
"Holy crap..." He said. She had a tail! But it was different than a
saiyan tail. For one, it was a darker brown
than it should have been, and two, it had black stripes! But
through the differences, it was unmistakably
saiyan. Ignoring Bulma's warning that if she found out he was
flying around town she would kill him
slowly and painfully, he grabbed her and flew off, back to Capsule Corp.
Vegeta laid the girl out carefully on the couch. She moaned and
tossed in her sleep. He looked her over carefully. She was wearing
a loose red shirt and baggy black pants that were ragged around the
hems. Her eyes were shut tight and hands clutched into fists. She
gritted her teeth and made a quiet whimpering sound. As he looked
at her neck he noticed a black mark. A scar? He thought. No,
wait... He looked closer. It was more like a tattoo than a scar. It
was a spiral shape. As he leaned in closer to look, the girl turned
over and opened her eyes ever-so-slightly,
but it was enough to see Vegeta. They immediately shot open and
the girl pushed herself back as far as
possible. Vegeta got just as surprised. He fell backwards and
landed on his butt. He shook his head, to clear
a slight dizziness, then looked up. Now it was his turn to go wide-
eyed. The girl's eyes were pitch black!
And yet, as he looked closer, they were filled with emotion.
Through their irregular darkness, every
emotion the girl was feeling was visible. The fear and the pain
stood out the most. The girl suddenly shut
her eyes and pulled her knees to her chest. She whimpered. Vegeta
peered into her mind, trying to read her
thoughts, but her mind was pure turmoil. All he could decipher
was "Please, oh Kami, don't hurt me just
don't hurt me." He smirked. She was afraid. Good. He thought.
She should be. He got up and touched her
on the shoulder. She jumped. His smile only broadened.
"Open your eyes." He demanded. She twitched and turned her
head, as if expecting a blow.
"I said open your eyes, you pathetic excuse for a saiyan, if that is
what you are!" He yelled.
Her one eye opened slightly. She looked at him, then fully opened
her eyes again, again in surprise. A quick flash of recognition and
absolute fear crossed her eyes. Vegeta could only sigh from
frustration as she, once again, passed out.
She heard voices. Small voices, though. Not like his.
"What do you think your dad's gonna do with her?"
"How should I know? He never tells me nothing."
"Hey! Shhh, I think she's waking up!"
She moaned. The voices were familiar, but she couldn't place them.
She couldn't still be here, could she? It was a
Nightmare, wasn't it? It had to be. She couldn't be here. She
couldn't be like this. She is, or at least, was, normal. Now... she
had a tail and no pupils. How did I get into this? She wondered.
She groaned, and flipped over onto her side, facing the back of the
couch. She heard two little "eeps" from the opposite side of the
room. She sighed.
"...go 'way..." she mumbled.
"Omigosh! Goten, she's awake!" one of them said. Dear Kami,
is that Trunks?
"...oh Kami..." she whispered.