OK, this story had, like, the prologue all written out until my evil (cool) Social Studies teacher took it away and I had to start over again. ::sigh:: I decided that this would come out of my brain and not some paper. I don't even know if I'll continue it past the first chapter. If I get five reviews, I will definitely continue it, even if it turns out kind of like some other stories (most of which I will probably never read....) If you guys think that this first part sound an awful lot like any story you have ever read, please tell me the name because I would like to honestly read it, K? OK....time to start this so you can get the feel of it.....
*Took the path of least resistance
into the great unknown
no direct resistance.
Now you're on your own
If you're looking for a new world
Just open up your eyes....*
'Not Quite Paradise' ~Bliss
~.~.~.~.~
Spirits: Prologue
Bulma sat shaking underneath one of the desks in her lab. It was the day. The day the damn monkeys came to their planet. They weren't exactly monkeys, they just had tails like them, though. The damn monkeys probably had no brains between the lot of them if they would readily destroy such a beautiful planet and everything on it. Bulma had to bite her lip to keep from whimpering when the door opened to the lab. "I can sense a pathetic human in here...." said a menacing voice when the door was fully opened. Bulma, for some reason, didn't care that when she stood up, she would probably be blasted into oblivion. She stood up any way. What she saw was almost enough to make her cower in fright, but she stood still, looking the picture of confidence that she wasn't. The man had black hair that stood strait up, defying the gravity of the planet majestically. He had black eyes that were full of murder and rage. "Ah....so I was right and it wasn't a particularly weak rat."
"You ass! First, you come to Earth just to destroy it. Then, you dare insult me in my own lab! You pompous jerk! You monkeys are just a bunch of lowlifes that need to pick on weaker species to prove how strong you are and keep the others in line!" she retaliated, not caring whether or not this comment got her killed.
"You are a feisty one. Too bad a remark like that will get you killed, especially if you say it the King of Vegetasei," said the man who then began to gather light (also know as ki) into the palm of his hand. It began to gather into a rather small ball, and the man suddenly fired the blast at her, effectively killing her.
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Now, before you go and flame me asking 'how the Hell can this be a B/V romance if Bulma is dead?' you should read the next part in the prologue. OK, and here's some explanations, K? The rat joke was basically saying that rats are stronger than humans are. The guy that killed Bulma was, in fact, the King of Vegetasei, OK? Next part!
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Bulma woke inside a blue room where the walls, yes, the walls, were the only source of light. Actually, it was more than a mere room, it was a cavern that you could only dream of. It was huge and seemed to radiate more than light. Bulma also found that she had been sleeping on the ground and was not one bit sore. That was definitely weird because her muscles would always cramp up when she slept on the ground. She shrugged and got up off of the floor, intent on exploring. "Oh! You're up!" said a delighted female voice. A young girl of about thirteen appeared out of nowhere in front of Bulma. She was wearing a white dress with no sleeves that went down to the floor. Although she couldn't see it, Bulma suspected that the girl wasn't wearing any shoes either. Her hair was let down and went down past her waist. "I suppose you want to know what you're doing here, right?"
"Yeah....that would help me a great deal," said Bulma who was still looking around.
"I live alone and the only person who ever visits me is Safren. Of course, you want to know why you're here? I'll tell you. You're dead. No, you aren't where you should be, at the check-in station. You are currently in the center of Vegetasei. You're the first non-Safren person to visit me since...... Vegetasei's last moon festival, about forty Earth years ago or, if you prefer, four years our time. See, I'm not going to tell you what you are going to do up there, but I will tell you that you are going to be reborn on Vegetasei. See...... after about four hundred Earth years, forty years our time, after you have died you get to go to a different planet where you are reborn. Usually, you will have the same personality as your former self and all. Sometimes, a person is so evil that their personalities have to be converted into something much nicer than the original being. Basically, you are skipping all the paperwork and junk and getting strait to the being reborn stuff, OK?" said the girl. Bulma slowly nodded her consent. The girl smiled brightly and began to walk around Bulma, muttering stuff the whole time. The girl smiled and snapped her fingers making Bulma disappear.
~ Somewhere in the middle of nowhere three years later ~
"It's a beautiful baby Saiya-jin girl. The only problem is, is that she has blue hair, eyes, and tail," the doctor told Mrs. Sprout. (Her husband's first name is Brunsel ^-^) The woman shrugged and held out her hands for the tiny baby girl.
"Her name is Bulma Anita Sprout," she said before falling into blissful death.
~ Same time in the palace on Vegetasei ~
"It is, fortunately, a baby boy. A powerful one at that, your majesties," said the young doctor. The young woman, who the king called woman and no one else knew her name, smiled and held out her hands for the baby.
"His name is, obviously, Vegeta," she said before dying from the excessive amount of poisons in her body. The king smirked. At least he knew his brat would grow up to be strong since he was not weakened very much from the poisons he had injected into his mate's body.
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OK, I'm done with the first chapter of this thing. Tell me if you want any more. And, even if you don't, also tell me if you play an instrument or not. I play the flute! Flute power! Yeah! ^-^ Uh...yeah...............whatever.
Disclaimer: I own......most of the names in this fic where no one should have a name except for Bulma and Vegeta. I don't, however, own Dragonball Z. I do own a holographic card with Gohan on it, though! He is so hot on it! OK, enough rambling, I have to....um..........write some more fics, K?
*Took the path of least resistance
into the great unknown
no direct resistance.
Now you're on your own
If you're looking for a new world
Just open up your eyes....*
'Not Quite Paradise' ~Bliss
~.~.~.~.~
Spirits: Prologue
Bulma sat shaking underneath one of the desks in her lab. It was the day. The day the damn monkeys came to their planet. They weren't exactly monkeys, they just had tails like them, though. The damn monkeys probably had no brains between the lot of them if they would readily destroy such a beautiful planet and everything on it. Bulma had to bite her lip to keep from whimpering when the door opened to the lab. "I can sense a pathetic human in here...." said a menacing voice when the door was fully opened. Bulma, for some reason, didn't care that when she stood up, she would probably be blasted into oblivion. She stood up any way. What she saw was almost enough to make her cower in fright, but she stood still, looking the picture of confidence that she wasn't. The man had black hair that stood strait up, defying the gravity of the planet majestically. He had black eyes that were full of murder and rage. "Ah....so I was right and it wasn't a particularly weak rat."
"You ass! First, you come to Earth just to destroy it. Then, you dare insult me in my own lab! You pompous jerk! You monkeys are just a bunch of lowlifes that need to pick on weaker species to prove how strong you are and keep the others in line!" she retaliated, not caring whether or not this comment got her killed.
"You are a feisty one. Too bad a remark like that will get you killed, especially if you say it the King of Vegetasei," said the man who then began to gather light (also know as ki) into the palm of his hand. It began to gather into a rather small ball, and the man suddenly fired the blast at her, effectively killing her.
~~~~~
Now, before you go and flame me asking 'how the Hell can this be a B/V romance if Bulma is dead?' you should read the next part in the prologue. OK, and here's some explanations, K? The rat joke was basically saying that rats are stronger than humans are. The guy that killed Bulma was, in fact, the King of Vegetasei, OK? Next part!
~~~~~
Bulma woke inside a blue room where the walls, yes, the walls, were the only source of light. Actually, it was more than a mere room, it was a cavern that you could only dream of. It was huge and seemed to radiate more than light. Bulma also found that she had been sleeping on the ground and was not one bit sore. That was definitely weird because her muscles would always cramp up when she slept on the ground. She shrugged and got up off of the floor, intent on exploring. "Oh! You're up!" said a delighted female voice. A young girl of about thirteen appeared out of nowhere in front of Bulma. She was wearing a white dress with no sleeves that went down to the floor. Although she couldn't see it, Bulma suspected that the girl wasn't wearing any shoes either. Her hair was let down and went down past her waist. "I suppose you want to know what you're doing here, right?"
"Yeah....that would help me a great deal," said Bulma who was still looking around.
"I live alone and the only person who ever visits me is Safren. Of course, you want to know why you're here? I'll tell you. You're dead. No, you aren't where you should be, at the check-in station. You are currently in the center of Vegetasei. You're the first non-Safren person to visit me since...... Vegetasei's last moon festival, about forty Earth years ago or, if you prefer, four years our time. See, I'm not going to tell you what you are going to do up there, but I will tell you that you are going to be reborn on Vegetasei. See...... after about four hundred Earth years, forty years our time, after you have died you get to go to a different planet where you are reborn. Usually, you will have the same personality as your former self and all. Sometimes, a person is so evil that their personalities have to be converted into something much nicer than the original being. Basically, you are skipping all the paperwork and junk and getting strait to the being reborn stuff, OK?" said the girl. Bulma slowly nodded her consent. The girl smiled brightly and began to walk around Bulma, muttering stuff the whole time. The girl smiled and snapped her fingers making Bulma disappear.
~ Somewhere in the middle of nowhere three years later ~
"It's a beautiful baby Saiya-jin girl. The only problem is, is that she has blue hair, eyes, and tail," the doctor told Mrs. Sprout. (Her husband's first name is Brunsel ^-^) The woman shrugged and held out her hands for the tiny baby girl.
"Her name is Bulma Anita Sprout," she said before falling into blissful death.
~ Same time in the palace on Vegetasei ~
"It is, fortunately, a baby boy. A powerful one at that, your majesties," said the young doctor. The young woman, who the king called woman and no one else knew her name, smiled and held out her hands for the baby.
"His name is, obviously, Vegeta," she said before dying from the excessive amount of poisons in her body. The king smirked. At least he knew his brat would grow up to be strong since he was not weakened very much from the poisons he had injected into his mate's body.
~*~*~*~*~
OK, I'm done with the first chapter of this thing. Tell me if you want any more. And, even if you don't, also tell me if you play an instrument or not. I play the flute! Flute power! Yeah! ^-^ Uh...yeah...............whatever.
Disclaimer: I own......most of the names in this fic where no one should have a name except for Bulma and Vegeta. I don't, however, own Dragonball Z. I do own a holographic card with Gohan on it, though! He is so hot on it! OK, enough rambling, I have to....um..........write some more fics, K?