Prologue
Author's explanation: This story is set in a time line where Gohan, Cell and Android 17 were killed when 17 used his selfdestruct to kill everyone around him. luckily his sister 18 was not in the blast range but was hit by the shock wave rendering her unconscious. Now on with the story.
18's pov.
"Damn that hurt." I grumbled to myself. 'hmm I can't sense anyone, so that means that
they all died in the explosion.' I thought to myself wincing at the emotional pain caused by the loss of my brother. I wept silently for hours in the crater caused by my own body. Finally I felt like I could move, so I picked myself up and began to fly to the nearest city to find a store to replace my shredded clothing. I picked out a long black skirt and a black shirt to go with my emotions. I heard a strange sound as I walked out of the store like something crying. I decided to investigate this sound which lead me through the ruined town to a small abandoned house, inside of the house there was blood painting the walls of the main hall a young man holding his wife both of their heads on the ground on the other side of the room. ' Brother.' I thought longingly. I walked through the house until I found the source of the crying, a baby with spiky golden hair and a golden monkey tail. "Who are you little one?" I wondered aloud. When he heard my voice he stopped crying and looked at me with a curious expression. A blast of cold air rushed in causing the infant to shiver. I looked around for something to keep him warm but found nothing so I decided to pick him up and wrap him up in my shredded jacket that I still had on me. He smiled and reach out for my face, I smiled and brought my face closer to him. He grabbed my hair and felt it transfixed on its texture. " You need a name little one." I said smiling at him. " How about Salem?" He shook his head no surprising me. " How about Alalmist?" He thought for a moment and nodded his head yes. " Okay my little Alalmist how about we go find a place to spend the night?" I asked him. He nodded his head again as I took off flying.
I was in West City so I decided to pay Bulma a visit. I reached the entrance of capsule corp and knocked on the front door. There was the sounds of walking coming from the other side of the door, the door slowly opened to reveal Bulma and her son Trunks. They gasped and Trunks forced his mother behind him and took on a fighting stance. " Calm down boy I'm not here to fight, I just need help." I said showing them Alalmist. Bulma gasped again and Trunks stood there stunned. " Please help us, everyone I know is dead." I begged them. Bulma ushered us in and shut the front door. "I'm sorry for my past behavior I know that there is nothing I can do to make you forgive me but if you must be angry at me don't take it out on my son he's the only thing I have left in this world." I said crying. Trunks expression softened. " We'll help you on one condition, you can never hurt anyone that is good or weak." Bulma said calmly. " Thank you so much, I don't know what would've happened if he died due to me not being able to keep him warm." I said wiping the tears from my eyes. Bulma lead me to a spare bedroom with a ton of warm blankets. " We'll talk more in the morning just rest for now and keep him warm." Bulma said closing the door behind her.
Author notes
Author: This is a test story so if you like it review and give me ideas on how to make it better.