Bad Girl
Hey, First I DO NOT OWN DBZ OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, I DO OWN THE STORY PLOT. Ok I'm done shouting, first time of putting a story on this site but I've been typing other things. One more thing I don't own is the bike names I use in the story. PG-13
Why run when you can fight?
Chapter One -Run Over
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* (Third person)
As people walk down a peaceful street a black blur roars down the street, a huge gust of wind follows the blur, sending people and objects close to the street in a mess of mayhem. The blur continues to race down other streets causing the same results, no one really knew who was crazy enough to go racing down a street at such speeds. Many people yelled at the idiot who was flying down the roads others tried to ponder who it was. Further down the street the figure slowed, black jacket flapping, black pants hugging the bike they rode on, a black helmet visor hide the figures face, black fighting gloved hands gripped the stirring handles, the only thing out of place was a blue backpack.
(Videl)
Videl smirked under her helmet at the angry shouts and protest, glancing at her speed. ~150~ Not bad for her Honda VTR100F Firestorm, thing was slow and heavy compared to her other bikes, but it was a good bike just to have fun on, also it didn't have any modifications on it too. The other two bikes Videl had she used for crime fighting and saving people, never joyriding.
Videl napped out of think about her beloved bikes, only to slide around a street corner leaving a black tire mark in the middle of the street, almost hitting an elderly lady on the sidewalk. Videl couldn't help but grin at the elderly women shouting a string of cuss words for everyone to hear, Videl snapped her eyes back on the street, just ahead of her approaching fast was a four way intersection with the light red on her side.
Videl looked around for something there was no way she was going to be able to slow down, a 18-wheeler caught her eye, it had a ramp it most have had some old cars on it that weren't made by CC. Videl switched lanes, pulling the front of her bike up to back it do a wheelie, Videl kept the one wheel steady when within 20 feet of the ramp, Videl set the front wheel down, tucking closer to the bike, twisting her hand on the right stirring stick causing the bike to jerk forward.
Videl kept her eyes on the ramp making sure she took the ramp right or she would crash into a building. Videl watched the ramp disappear from beneath her view, soaring over the four-way intersection at least 20 feet in the air. Videl watched the ground get closer and closer, bracing herself for the landing, her back wheel touched the ground first followed by her front wheel. Videl looked at her speed ~170~, Videl released her grip on the throttle and slowly put on the brake to slow down, once Videl was down to 45 miles per hour, Videl turned around to see if anyone had, had an accident because of her. Seeing none Videl turned around to see some guys six feet from her
"Shit." Videl yelled as she swerved trying to avoid the guy, but ended up knocking him over anyways braking as fast as Videl could the bike came to a stop five feet away. Videl jumped off her bike and ran to the guy she had just knocked over, pulling off her helmet letting her black shoulder length hair fall into place, putting the helmet to her side with her left hand and holding it to her side. When Videl reached the guys she kneeled down next to him and watched him slowly get up.
"Are you ok?" Videl said taking a look over the guy, black spiky hair, coal eyes, about 6' 3" (No clue how tall Gohan is) nerd clothing, and orange star, the guy went to her high school, this was bad.
The guy still sitting down, "Yeah I'm fine, no harm done. Though you may want to work on your driving skills, they suck." The guy said with a smirk on his face. Videl glared at him.
"Well next time I'll run you over instead of swerving to avoid to you, how about that Mr. Smarty Pants." Videl said standing put still holding her helmet. The guy stood up, he towered over Videl, who suddenly felt very small.
"Well if I'm Mr. Smarty Pants then you most be Miss Crazy Girl. Especially after that stunt you pulled off of the 18-wheeler." The guys said folding his arms over his chest, with a grin plastered on his face.
"Well Mr. Smarty Pants I do stuff like that so I'm used to it, now are you sure your ok?" Videl said trying to end this convention because school started in 10 minutes.
"I'm fine like I said." The guy said with his arms still crossed.
"Are you sure? Because I don't want you." A pair of warm lips stopped Videl from continuing on. Then the warmth left, Videl didn't notice she was in her own world.
The guy whispered to Videl, "You talk too much, see you later Miss Crazy Girl." Then the guy turned and left, Videl stood staring straight ahead for about four minutes before she realized what had happened, whirling around to find the guy that had just kissed her. Unable to find the guy, Videl remembered that the guy went to her high school, a new sense of vengeance filled Videl she badly wanted to get back at that guy her kissing, her even if it meant going down to his level.
Mounting her bike that was still on the side of the road, putting on her helmet, Videl raced away letting her mind race just as fast on how to get the guy who kissed her back.
What do you think? Good, bad, really bad. Any ideas would be appreciated.
-Wolfblaze
Hey, First I DO NOT OWN DBZ OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, I DO OWN THE STORY PLOT. Ok I'm done shouting, first time of putting a story on this site but I've been typing other things. One more thing I don't own is the bike names I use in the story. PG-13
Why run when you can fight?
Chapter One -Run Over
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* (Third person)
As people walk down a peaceful street a black blur roars down the street, a huge gust of wind follows the blur, sending people and objects close to the street in a mess of mayhem. The blur continues to race down other streets causing the same results, no one really knew who was crazy enough to go racing down a street at such speeds. Many people yelled at the idiot who was flying down the roads others tried to ponder who it was. Further down the street the figure slowed, black jacket flapping, black pants hugging the bike they rode on, a black helmet visor hide the figures face, black fighting gloved hands gripped the stirring handles, the only thing out of place was a blue backpack.
(Videl)
Videl smirked under her helmet at the angry shouts and protest, glancing at her speed. ~150~ Not bad for her Honda VTR100F Firestorm, thing was slow and heavy compared to her other bikes, but it was a good bike just to have fun on, also it didn't have any modifications on it too. The other two bikes Videl had she used for crime fighting and saving people, never joyriding.
Videl napped out of think about her beloved bikes, only to slide around a street corner leaving a black tire mark in the middle of the street, almost hitting an elderly lady on the sidewalk. Videl couldn't help but grin at the elderly women shouting a string of cuss words for everyone to hear, Videl snapped her eyes back on the street, just ahead of her approaching fast was a four way intersection with the light red on her side.
Videl looked around for something there was no way she was going to be able to slow down, a 18-wheeler caught her eye, it had a ramp it most have had some old cars on it that weren't made by CC. Videl switched lanes, pulling the front of her bike up to back it do a wheelie, Videl kept the one wheel steady when within 20 feet of the ramp, Videl set the front wheel down, tucking closer to the bike, twisting her hand on the right stirring stick causing the bike to jerk forward.
Videl kept her eyes on the ramp making sure she took the ramp right or she would crash into a building. Videl watched the ramp disappear from beneath her view, soaring over the four-way intersection at least 20 feet in the air. Videl watched the ground get closer and closer, bracing herself for the landing, her back wheel touched the ground first followed by her front wheel. Videl looked at her speed ~170~, Videl released her grip on the throttle and slowly put on the brake to slow down, once Videl was down to 45 miles per hour, Videl turned around to see if anyone had, had an accident because of her. Seeing none Videl turned around to see some guys six feet from her
"Shit." Videl yelled as she swerved trying to avoid the guy, but ended up knocking him over anyways braking as fast as Videl could the bike came to a stop five feet away. Videl jumped off her bike and ran to the guy she had just knocked over, pulling off her helmet letting her black shoulder length hair fall into place, putting the helmet to her side with her left hand and holding it to her side. When Videl reached the guys she kneeled down next to him and watched him slowly get up.
"Are you ok?" Videl said taking a look over the guy, black spiky hair, coal eyes, about 6' 3" (No clue how tall Gohan is) nerd clothing, and orange star, the guy went to her high school, this was bad.
The guy still sitting down, "Yeah I'm fine, no harm done. Though you may want to work on your driving skills, they suck." The guy said with a smirk on his face. Videl glared at him.
"Well next time I'll run you over instead of swerving to avoid to you, how about that Mr. Smarty Pants." Videl said standing put still holding her helmet. The guy stood up, he towered over Videl, who suddenly felt very small.
"Well if I'm Mr. Smarty Pants then you most be Miss Crazy Girl. Especially after that stunt you pulled off of the 18-wheeler." The guys said folding his arms over his chest, with a grin plastered on his face.
"Well Mr. Smarty Pants I do stuff like that so I'm used to it, now are you sure your ok?" Videl said trying to end this convention because school started in 10 minutes.
"I'm fine like I said." The guy said with his arms still crossed.
"Are you sure? Because I don't want you." A pair of warm lips stopped Videl from continuing on. Then the warmth left, Videl didn't notice she was in her own world.
The guy whispered to Videl, "You talk too much, see you later Miss Crazy Girl." Then the guy turned and left, Videl stood staring straight ahead for about four minutes before she realized what had happened, whirling around to find the guy that had just kissed her. Unable to find the guy, Videl remembered that the guy went to her high school, a new sense of vengeance filled Videl she badly wanted to get back at that guy her kissing, her even if it meant going down to his level.
Mounting her bike that was still on the side of the road, putting on her helmet, Videl raced away letting her mind race just as fast on how to get the guy who kissed her back.
What do you think? Good, bad, really bad. Any ideas would be appreciated.
-Wolfblaze