A/N: So this is probably my single greatest idea I think. You will see by the end what I am talking about. Anyway this is a story about revenge, a girl's revenge on the men that hunted her. It starts of a while back and then in later chapters gets back to the present. It will be cryptic and confusing at first but if you like stories that make you think then this is for you. Warning! There is a lot of badass action along with a bunch of swirling mystories and spicy romance.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of the associated titles, characters, etc.
Vindicta
Bang bang he shot me down,
Bang bang I hit the ground,
Bang bang that awful sound,
Bang bang my baby shot me down
-Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down), By Nancy Sinatra from Kill Bill Vol. 1
June 5, 2007
The black 72 Camaro sped through the night streets like a hornet chasing after its victim. The driver wore his black shades and expensive suit, like always. He ignored stop lights and other cars on his way to his destination. The cops knew better than to stop him. He had made a name for himself and others who knew him both respected and feared him.
He screeched his speeding vehicle to a stop in front of an old church. There were six cars already parked out front. He stepped out of his vehicle his leather shoes leaving distinct footprints in the sand. He shut the door and a gust of wind came up revealing a .50 caliber pistol on his belt. He walked up to the entrance of the church and stepped in the kicked in doors.
Bullet holes decorated the old church. The man walked in passing by five figures who bowed their heads not daring to look this man in the eyes. He walked up to the only one who did look at him.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a cigar then a lighter with a very distinctive mark on it. He lit his cigar and looked over the bodies that were on the floor. A young boy was standing next to the man who looked like an exact replica of him.
"There all gone save the girl you wanted alive. She has been incapacitated though," The other man beside him said holding an AK-47 in his left hand. The boy next to him stepped back a little allowing the man to see.
"Good wait outside with the others." The man said walking over to his target.
He looked down at a young girl who looked to be fourteen. He knelt down beside her and saw that she was still alive and whimpering. Cuts and bruises from her apparent beating. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his pistol.
"When men in our business do these types of murder we usually end it with the ever clichéd last words: nothing personal, it's just business. That is the case here, but at this very moment I would be lying." He lowered the muzzle and put it to the temple of the girl with tears and blood spilling off her cheeks. "Because this is personal."
BANG.
Fin.
A/N: It's short it's cryptic it's how I will write. Not really, there will be more descriptions and information on later chapters but for now it's short. Further chapters will be longer. And don't give up on this story just because you are confused, I promise all of your questions will be answered. I DON'T leave anything out. So please review and tell me what you think.