Yeah Yeah, I don't own DBZ and all that stuff. ^^ It's copyright of Toriyama. Anyway, this is the FIRST fanfiction that should've been put up about Nikhya, but I never got off my lazy tail to revise it...not until NOW. ^_^ Well, enjoy it...it tells pretty much everything you need to know about Nikhya and why in the world she's come to the past. For all of you that don't know, "Marai" means, "future. So when I say "Marai Bulma" I mean of course "future Bulma." Also, when something is in *** *** these little marks, you know that this is the time Nikhya is talking directly to the reader and no one else. Some of it that she's telling the reader is NOT put in little ** ** because it's already obvious...So there ya go... enjoy! :O)
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Nikhya's Arrival
****All I can remember when I first woke up in the past was that there were people all around me. Staring at me like I was some kind of alien coming from outer space...Although, I might as well have been. I remember seeing my transporter machine a few feet away, steaming and puffing out smoke. It had been through a lot. Not many people had used it, but it only takes a few uses to wear it out. Luckily, it still had one more trip left on it so I could get back if I wanted to.****
"Are you okay?" someone asked.
"I don't think she can't talk right now Krillin," I heard a sarcastic voice say.
"She looks like she's been through a lot," a young boy said...at least, it sounded like a young boy.
"What's that machine looking thing over there?"
"Looks like a ship," someone else said.
"I don't think it's just a ship, it looks like something I've been working on." **This time, that voice wasn't sarcastic...just sassy sounding.**
"That must be Bulma." I thought to myself.
"Shouldn't we get her into the house?" *That must have been Gohan..... *
*****I knew where I had landed, because my ship had been set to land at Goku's house. Hearing the various voices assured that I hadn't landed somewhere I wasn't supposed to... My 'parents' told me all about the DBZ team and how I was to go back in time to train with them...told me about their characteristics and things... In the future, no one was as strong as these guys were in the past. Practically, everyone in the future was an android. The DBZ team had already died out, except for Gohan. After Goku died from his heart disease, the others were too weak to fight against their enemies. The only reason Gohan stayed alive, was because we'd gotten to him in time to save his life...but later, he had an unfortunate run in with the...androids...and I got there just in time for him to die in my arms...
After everyone was gone, no one would look for the dragonballs to bring them back. It was pretty much impossible anyway because of the presence of the androids. So, the only part of the DBZ team left in the future was Gohan, Trunks, Bra, and Bulma. Marai-Bulma had built a time machine that would transport Trunks to the past to give Goku his heart disease medicine that she was also developing at the time. This way, he would be able to save the future and save the DBZ team too. But, while Bulma was developing the serum, I was to go back in the past first and train. Trunks had to settle things down in the future by taking care of a colony of androids he had spotted on the other side of the forest we were hiding in. If he left for the past earlier than expected, and didn't take care of those androids, more innocent people would die. We were almost the only people left, so both his and my family had to be protected by someone. That's what I was going to the past for. I was to train and then come back and defend earth. Then Trunks would go into the past to give Goku his heart medicine while I held up the fort in the future.*********
I sat up and looked around as my vision went in and out of focus. "Huh? Where am I?" I asked absentmindedly.
"You are at the Kame residence." Bulma spoke softly as she held up a cold cloth to my forehead.
"KAME residence?! DAMN! That damned machine was programmed to go to Goku-san's house!!" I shook my head as my eyes went out of focus again. " I KNEW I couldn't trust that machine..."
**Okay, so it DIDN'T take me to Goku's house...at least I knew I was around the right area...**
**I could make out two little blurs in front of my face. They looked as though they were amused with my irrational actions. **
I calmed down as I realized who the two little blurs were. "Gohan? Krillin?"
My eyes came into focus as they both sat up straight, startled that I knew both of their names.
I looked over at Bulma, who had a puzzled look on her face. "Excuse me, Ms...umm.."
"Nikhya...." I continued her sentence.
"Yes, Ms. Nikhya...Excuse me for being a bit rude, but you have a huge weird looking machine outside, you know our names, and you have two antennae growing out of your head."
"Yeah! Like Mr. Piccolo's!" Gohan exclaimed, excited that I had a trait of his idol.
"Oh...forgive me. I am Nikhya Mishitsu, but please call me Nikhya...I don't like all that Ms. Mishitsu crap. Anyway, I come from the future and I am here seeking training from Son Goku." I bowed my head as I said his name. "Oh...and I almost forgot...I'm half Namekian, and this is why I have two little antennae growing out of my head." I said pointing to the top of my head bluntly.
"Whoa, whoa here...you come out of the sky, almost land on the Kame house, call almost all of us out by name, and expect us to immediately tell you where Goku is? We don't know who you are...you could be a...a henchman of the now DEAD Frieza, seeking revenge or something..."
****I cringed as I heard the name Frieza. I hadn't lived when he had in the future, he'd died by then, but I had heard a lot about him. About his killings, and brutal torturings... So it was only natural I grow to hate a name that I associate with needless killing....Unfortunately, I knew something that these people didn't...Frieza wasn't dead...and I didn't know how it all was going to turn out now that I arrived...****
"I'm definitely NOT a henchman of Frieza's...believe me. And I just told you who I am!" I looked up at the group that surrounded me. ** I sighed as each face I glanced at showed a sort of puzzled/I'm not convinced look. These people obviously weren't going to be easily persuaded to help me. Roshi was the only one that looked even halfway convinced of the situation.**
"Listen, you have to trust me. I come from the future. Almost all of you people here on Earth die. Every one of the dbz team dies, and I am here to prevent that from happening..." I looked around once again, to see even more puzzled faces.
"Hey, I KNOW you've all seen weirder things. Don't act like this is the weirdest thing you've ever heard."
That's when I saw everybody slump back and think for a moment. "That's what I thought."
Bulma stood up from her crouching position next to the couch I was sitting on. She sat next to me as her face softened. "I'm sorry, it's just that I'm so tired of all this..."
I put my hand gently on her shoulder and nodded gently. "I understand, Bulma. That's why I'll tell you all about myself. So it'll at least give you a reason to why I'm here, and show you that I'm not just another alien..."
Bulma gave me what looked vaguely like a smile.
I opened my mouth to begin speaking, but before I could, I saw three blurs jump over the couch, run into the kitchen, jump back over the couch, and sit down in front of me again.
My eyes opened wide as I had just realized what happened. Three people, Roshi, Krillin, and Gohan all sat in front of me with drinks and popcorn in hand.
"Oh my..." I continued.. "Well...here it goes..." I began explaining in perfect briefing fashion...
"I am Nikhya Mishitsu, Namekian/human hybrid from the year...oh shit, I forgot...oh excuse my language... I had meant to ask you what year I am in now. I already know I'm in the place in which I want to be, now I want to know what year it is so I can be sure I'm not telling you all this information in vain."
"It's the year 2004, December 21st!!" Gohan smiled.
"Phew....Thanks Gohan." I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank Kame...Anyway...
I am Nikhya Mishitsu, Namekian/human hybrid from the year 2019. I was created in a lab by Marai-Bulma. She took the essence of a Namekian and the essence of a human and decided to conduct a series of experiments. I was the successful result...after 10 tries... The reason: Saiyan/human mix had great benefits...and a living example used was Gohan. They concluded that a namekian/human mix would also have great benefits. They placed me in a host mother and I was born after only 3 months. They're conclusions were correct and I was born with a power of 200,000. They suppressed my power, due to some..." I cleared my throat. "duo to some accidents that were my fault. I would've been very strong now, had not my power been taken down to 6,000 when I was a child. You see, I mature at a very fast rate. I was not created until the year 2017. I've matured from an infant body to a 19 year old's body in an estimated time of two years. I am mature in every way a normal 19 year old human would be..."
"I'll say..." Krillin drooled as he popped another piece of popcorn in his mouth.
"Krillin you big perv! You're a gentlemen, don't say that kind of crap. Only Yamcha spews that kind of insensitive trash!" Bulma threw a couch pillow at his head and then turned back to me anxiously. Probably because she had heard HER name....but anyway...
I blushed as Krillin looked me up and down curiously and threw the pillow aside. "I hold the mind of a 19 year old, my body is matured to the age, and I will start growing normally from now on. My aging process was tampered with before I was born for reasons I plan to keep to myself until the end of my little story. I was sent here to train with the great Son Goku.." I bowed by head as I spoke his name. "I need this training badly so that I can go back to the future and help Trunks-san."
**I held back my tears as I thought about how I had left my 'parents' behind... Sure they weren't my blood parents...I didn't have any of those...but my 'mother' had carried me inside her as a host and birthed me...taken care of me through all the experiments. I was lucky it was Bulma that was doing the experiments. She was always gentle and never did anything unnecessary. I was sad that I had left her behind me also...she was like a second mother to me....**
"I have to train to bring out my suppressed power. If I can do this, I will go back stronger than ever. I will definitely be able to help the future....Trunks is defending the future Earth as we speak. I am to train until Marai-Bulma has finished Son Goku's heart disease serum. When she is done, I will go back and let Trunks take my place. This way, future Earth will not go unprotected while Trunks comes to give Son Goku the medicine. I will be there to fend the androids off..."
"How will you know that Marai-Bulma is done with this serum?" Bulma had an awkward look on her face as she spoke her own name.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot give that information. It is crucial to the future that I don't. It's already dangerous that I'm telling you people all of this. Originally, only Son Goku was supposed to know. But, I need your help, and I trust that telling you will not hurt my mission."
"Yes, of course. But I do have one question..." Bulma looked menacing as she inched closer to me.
"Yes?..." I kept my wits about me, although she was scaring the hell fire out of me.
"Why didn't you just train with Trunks in the future?"
"Because he wasn't strong enough to train me AND fight the androids. Even if he weren't fighting, he still wouldn't be strong enough to help me unleash my powers within. When he comes to the future, he expects to train with his fa...I mean, your friend Vegeta." I stuttered, trying to keep SOME of the vital information to myself...
"Friend my ass! Vegeta just hangs around here training by himself and eats every five seconds....
Anyway, this person you call Trunks-san, he would have a hard time getting training with Vegeta. He'd have more luck with Piccolo."
My ears perked up at the name 'Piccolo'. "Piccolo?"
"Why yes, didn't you also hear of him? WAIT! That reminds me! How do you know our names and who we are?" Bulma seemed to be analyzing each thing that came out of my mouth.
"Same ole Bulma." I thought to myself. "Can't wait till I get back to see the CALMER Bulma though.."
"My parents told me a little, Marai-Bulma also told me a lot of things...and before he died...Marai-Gohan told me a little also.."
**I bit my lip to keep from crying. Gohan and I had been close friends after I was created. He had always told me he would train me when I was older...but on the day I 'turned' 16, he was killed...died in my arms...I always cursed myself for not having senzu beans with me...and that I wasn't strong enough or fast enough to carry Gohan back...what a great 'birthday' present...**
I snapped back into reality, realizing I had been daydreaming. "Sorry..."
"Anyway, you haven't heard of Piccolo?" Bulma sounded a bit astonished.
"No, I've heard of him. He's a Namek...right? It's just, I've never met one of my kind...not really. Before I was born, we had certain Namekians that visited Earth...Mostly science experts. Marai-Bulma had contacted them with one of her weird gadgets and asked them how they felt about making a hybrid. And here I am. I did meet them, but I can hardly remember that. After I matured enough to know who I was talking to, the Nameks disappeared...At least that's what Bulma told me...that they had just left the planet. I knew better, that they had probably been destroyed by the androids, but I couldn't help but wonder all the time. We were lucky...that we were survivors...we became great at hiding and dodging the colonies of androids...that's all we could do."
"That is, until Marai-Bulma invented that little time machine out there, right?" Bulma looked at me excitedly.
I nodded solemnly.
"Oh geez! This is so cool!" Gohan jumped up off of the floor. "We can help you Nikhya!!"
I smiled back as Gohan gave me a huge smile. Krillin sat, eating his popcorn, looking as though he were off in la la land.
Roshi was trying to pull the popcorn bowl away from Krillin...
"Can I please go take a look at that machine?" Bulma grabbed my shoulder. "It may have a malfunction...may need to be fixed. You shoulda seen how you came down outta the sky with that thing. I'm surprised you aren't dead, Nikhya." Bulma looked anxious to go work on the machine.
"It takes a lot more to kill me off. Anyway, sure, go look at it. I may need to get out of here in a hurry one day. I don't want it to be broken when I have to take off." I smiled as I watched Bulma run out the door with her tools.
Gohan was up on the couch beside me now. "Hi Ms. Nikhya!"
I smiled at Gohan. He was so cute when he was young. I felt as though I had a special connection with him. I had always been his 'little sis' in the future. At least, that's what he had liked to call me. It was weird, seeing him younger than I. "Hello, Gohan."
"Are you really half Namekian?" Gohan's eyes sparkled as he looked up at my antennae.
I nodded, smiling. "Yep, half Namek. Half human."
"I bet Piccolo would like to meet you!"
I gulped, "Nah, I don't think he would wanna meet a weakling like me..."
**I had, contrary to Bulma's belief, heard MUCH about Piccolo. I mean, geez, I lived around Marai-Gohan for a long time. What WOULDN'T I hear about Piccolo? I could always see the admiration in Marai-Gohan's eyes when he talked about Piccolo. But I could also see a lot of hurt...Piccolo had died such a cruel death...Marai-Gohan had been there to watch it...but he was powerless at the moment of Piccolo's death. He had no use of his arms or legs, but like I said before, we got there in time to save him....but only for me to let him die later...but I would change that..**
"Sure he would! I mean...you aren't a weakling! I know you arent'! And Piccolo could definitely bring the power out of you!" Gohan looked so excited as he talked about Piccolo. I wasn't surprised though...
I hesitated as he kept talking about Piccolo and how I should meet him while I was 'visiting'.
"I'm here to train with Goku and no one else..." I sighed as Gohan's faced dropped.
"Well, my dad isn't here right now. He's off training for a tournament! He won't be back for a little while." Gohan scratched his head, waiting for my reaction.
My eyes watered. "What....did you say?" A tear fell down my cheek when I realized the horrible truth...I wasn't going to save the future...
I quickly jumped from the couch and ran outside, tears almost completely blinding me along the way.
"Nikhya-san!!! Don't worry!!! You can.." his voice faded as I ran out the door and outside to Bulma.
"Bulma! Why didn't you tell me that Goku was off training?!"
Bulma looked up from where she was tinkering with my machine. She had grease all over her arms and her hair was coming out of her pony tail. "Sorry...I kind of forgot all about Goku when I saw that machine of yours. I apologize. Normally, I'm not so irresponsible...And anyway, he'll be back within a week or so. So, don't worry about not being trained." Bulma wiped her hands off as she stood up to face me.
"But I NEED that week or so of training! I don't have much time!" I balled my fists tightly as I turned to walk away. "Forget it...I'll train myself or something..."
"Nikhya! Wait a second!" Bulma grabbed my shoulder from behind. "You know that training yourself would do no good."
I stood silent...looking straight ahead of me blankly. "What?"
"You know when you mentioned that you never knew a Namek personally? Well, I think it's time you met one...." Bulma gave me a serious look as she led me back inside.
Later that evening............
Bulma walked into the front door, greasy, and very rough looking.
I'd been taking a nap when she came in. I sat up with a start when I heard the door close. "Bulma?"
"Yeah, it's me...I think we should leave for Capsule Corp. now. It's really late."
I nodded and yawned. "Yeah, I'm really sleepy..." I blushed as my stomach let out a loud grumble.
Bulma laughed. "Sounds like you're hungry too! We can fix that when we get to my house, don't you worry. I don't think Vegeta's eaten ALL of the food today, yet..."
"We better get there quick then, before he does!" I got up and ran outside.
"Wait a second, Nikhya!" Bulma walked outside after me. "I have to clean up a little first...okay?"
I nodded. "Hai! You go wash up a bit and I'll sit out here and wait for ya, Bulma."
Bulma walked back into the house and went to wash up in the bathroom.
"I just hope Master Roshi doesn't spy on her." I laughed as I thought about when Marai-Bulma used to tell me about how much of a hentai Roshi used to be.
I sat on the sand next to the water and brought my knees to my chest. I leaned back on my arms and looked up at the night sky. I heard the front door on the house open and close. "Bulma?"
"No, it's me, Roshi." He walked up to me, his hands behind his back, holding his stick as he looked up at the moon less sky.
"Oh...Hi Master Roshi..." I kept looking straight out onto the water.
"So you need to be trained..." Roshi looked down at me.
"Yes...very badly. I think Bulma has an idea though." I finally decided to look up at him as I spoke to him.
"Yes, I know exactly what she's thinking. Piccolo will be able to teach you a lot..." Roshi looked across the water.
I smiled as I looked up at Roshi. "Thank you..."
Roshi smiled and nodded, knowing what I meant. "Be careful...and work hard Nikhya...The future depends on you and your friends..." He turned to walk away. "And I'll be sure to keep your time machine in good condition while it's here at the Kame house."
I turned back to him and smiled, nodding.
"Oh...and don't damage that pretty face of yours during training." Roshi chuckled to himself as he walked back into the house.
I smiled and spoke under my breath... "Sorry Master Roshi...I'd rather be disfigured and strong, than beautiful and weak right now...so if that's what it takes...."
Bulma came out of the Kame house smiling and brushing her hair out. "You ready Nikhya?"
I got up and brushed myself off. "Yeah, I guess I'm ready!"
We both hopped in her hover car and strapped ourselves in. "Nikhya, I ought to warn you...Piccolo might not like the idea of training you...He'll know he HAS to train you because he really doesn't have a choice....but, you'll have to put up with sarcastic hell for the next few weeks..."
"I know...I'm prepared for anything..." and with that...I was silent for the rest of the trip to the Capsule Corp.
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You like? You don't? what what what?! ^_^ Please review and tell me how weird, cool, good, bad, etc. this story was. :O) This is one of the first stories that I wrote... "Nikhya's surprise" comes right after this one...but don't get too used to that...I'm going to make another fanfiction in between these two stories. Soo...thankies for reading! Hope it wasn't too confusing. ^_~
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