Sparks of Light, World of Darkness Saga 1

by Katie2

Sequel of The Rose Saga. Some T/P. 18 years have past and the Great War has just ended. The last survivor begins her journey to save the power from being destroyed again. Nearly finished.

4. Chapter 3 - Sorrow and Preparations

Hello everybody! Katie here with my new chapter of Dragonball KV called Sorrow and Preparations. This is, so far, I think, one of the best chapters. I'm sorry if the last chapter was a tad confusing ^_^'. I didn't mean it to be.

Anyways the disclaimer is usual, I don't won Dragonball so don't SUE!

Please read and review.

Sparks of Light, World of Darkness By Katie Saga 1 The Dark Ones Chapter 3 Sorrow and Preparations

19 years in the future

Kakorotto lay back in the gravel. Relaxing the allowed her head to rested against a large, flat stone, cold as ice. Her back arched slightly to keep off the rocks that lay beneath her. She relaxed a bit more, slowly warming up to the hard, pointy rocks in her back.

"I've slept in worse." She admitted to herself as she slowly shut her eyes, memories swimming through her head swiftly, each taking its tole on her mind.

FLASHBACK

"You bratty little girl!" cursed the leader of the Dark Ones as he collapsed, letting his grip loosen a bit on Kakorotto. She quickly to advantage of her weakening captor and sprung loose, kicking him in the face on the way. She dove forwards landing in a puddle of mud and blood.

It was raining hard and fast as Kakorotto scrounged to her feet, running behind the warriors of ESF away from the carcasses that surrounded her.

She quickly grabbed a hold of the nearest familiar face and hugged tightly to that person's leg. It just happened to be her grandfather Vegeta.

Vegeta knelt quickly to gaze into the scared eyes of his granddaughter. He brushed a tear away from her dampened down hair away from her face for a moment to gaze fully into her eyes. He turned his head after a moment to look at the Dark Ones, surrounding their leader.

"He's dead!" one cried.

"That stupid little girl killed him!" another called out in anger.

Vegeta's eyes grew wide as he felt the ki of the Dark Ones raise.

He turned back quickly to face his granddaughter.

"Run! Run as fast as you can! Get away from here! Go to your grandmother and aunt, they'll hide you!" he commanded. She just nodded and took off the other way, away from the Dark Ones.

Kakorotto's legs felt like fire. She shot off forwards, as fast as she could, but felt her knees weakening and she collapsed over something. She turned sharply to see what it was.

"Daddy." She whispered as she crawled forwards.

Trunks lay sprawled out on the ground, blood trickling down his face and hands sprawled all over his chest around his heart.

Trunks opened one eyes and gazed at his daughter's sad face. He smiled weakly and issued her to come to him. She nodded obediently and crawled next to him. He put a weak hand up and put it gently on her cheek, caressing it lightly.

"How are you?" he whispered out chokingly.

Kakorotto felt everything inside of her leak out and she began to cry. She put her hands up to her face and brushed her father's hand away.

"Daddy what's going on? Everyone's dying! Everyone!" she broke out in harder sobs. "I killed one of them Daddy! They're angry because of me! Grandfather told me to run to grandmother. Oh Daddy I want you to take me home!" she commanded bringing down her hands to gaze into her father's eyes.

"I can't do that baby." He said slowly.

"Why?" she asked, her voice dripping with misery.

"Kakorotto I'm going to have to leave you." He said slowly. "But I don't want to."

"Why Daddy? I just came back to you! Why can't I go with you?" she cried.

"Kakorotto, my darling, I'm dying, that' s why. You see that mark on my chest? That's what's killing me. I have a hole in my heart, and now I wont be able to live any longer."

"Daddy!" she gasped out staring into his eyes. "I don't want you to go! You can't go! Daddy!"

A slight smile passed Trunks' lips. He put and hand to her hair and brushed it upwards, the way it should be standing if it wasn't raining so hard.

"Keep your hair up like that Kakorotto, it's a proud mark of who you are." He smiled brightened even more and the look of her hair. "I'm never going to leave you Kakorotto. Your hair, its both black and lavender. The lavender you got from me. Your eyes are the same as mine. Kakorotto when you look at yourself you will see me. And from now on whenever you're sad, I'll be with you. Your mother and I loved you very much and will always be watching over you and your brother Vegeta. Always. Tell your brother that. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" his voice grew weaker with every word.

Kakorotto nodded numbly at a loss of words. Tears just rolled down her cheeks as she stared into his eyes.

"Good. I promise I'll be with you. I love you…" he paused for a moment to think. "Spikes."

Kakorotto smiled at her new name, Spikes. It was a good nickname.

"I love you too Daddy." She whispered as Trunks brushed his hand against her cheek once more. It lay limp a moment later and his head fell to the side, his eyes closed and glazed over in death.

Kakorotto closed her eyes tightly to hold back tears. Falling weak to sorrow she collapsed into her father's chest and wept.

A few minutes later a strong hand grasped a hold of her arm. She whirled around and struck whatever it was, finding that her hit did nothing. It was her grandfather. He knelt next to her and looked down at his son.

"He's dead huh?"

Kakorotto just nodded numbly.

"He called me Spikes." She said looking up into his eyes. "Daddy called me Spikes."

Vegeta just smiled lightly, picking her up in his arms. She felt warm in his tight embrace and felt a little better, safer, up in his arms, taking flight.

"Spikes it is." He said slowly as they took to flight, away from the battlefield. The battle was over for the day; ESF had lost to many so they were retreating. "Spikes it is."

END OF FLASHBACK

Kakorotto leaned over onto her side to look around her. This was the spot where her father had died. The tombstone lay a few feet away. She stood numbly on the gravel of broken tombstones. That's all the gravel was, broken tombstones.

It was miraculous that he father's still stood strong, a little chipped on each of the edges, but standing just the same. She walked over to it and placed a hand to it gazing into the writing.

Here lies Briefs Trunks

Loving husband, father,

Brother, and son

Once and Future Warrior

She nodded as the writing and sat down, taking a piece of yellowed paper and some led from a bag lying near her. She had scrounged it and a few other supplies from the wreckage of her old home Capsule Corp.

Kakorotto sat tight and began to draw, draw a picture of her father's tombstone, lying in the wreckage of millions of others.

"Once and future warrior." She said quietly to herself as she wrote the words in on the tombstone drawing. "I hope so." She brushed her hand over the tombstone as she completed the drawing, tears slowly rolled down her cheeks and onto the drawing. She quickly placed it back in her bag, taking out another piece of paper.

For some reason she felt herself writing, she didn't even know what. It was just spilling out of her brain and into her hands, without even a thought to what it was.

Armageddon

It's dark,

It's gloomy,

It's painful,

It's life,

I'm sitting here

As a sign of my strength

Holding back the weeps and cries

Trying to leak from my eyes

Sorrow is inside me

Anger as well

I am lying in a world of death

Destruction

Armageddon

That's what it is

This world is falling apart

And I'm the only survivor

The planet had power

But the power was destroyed

Armageddon is all around me

It's dark,

It's gloomy,

It's painful,

It's life,

On a winter's day,

In a deep dark December,

It's cold,

On a summer's day,

In a deep dark July,

It's cold,

Armageddon surrounds me

Destroys me

Pulls at me

I can't pull away

It runs along beside me

Grabbing at me as I run

I can't run away

It's just as fast

If not faster

Armageddon is surrounding me

Armageddon is destroying me

It's dark,

It's gloomy,

It's painful,

It's life,

My only hope lies in this tombstone,

And my hope at what it says

Once and future warrior

Hopefully Armageddon shall wield to

The once and future warriors of yesterday

Come back for another day

It's dark,

It's gloomy,

It's painful,

It's life,

It's Armageddon

Kakorotto lay the led back in his bag, and stared at the picture. She quickly did a small sketch of her surrounding, including the tombstone, in the bottom left hand corner and signed her name and date. She quickly pushed it into her pack and stood once more.

Walking a few feet away she picked up four big chunks of rock, unwritten on. She pulled out the led once more and wrote a few words on each, putting them next to the tombstone of her father.

In memory of Briefs Son Pan,

Loving wife, mother, and daughter

Forever warrior of peace, love, innocence,

And justice

Died in battle at 23 years of age

Kakorotto stood before that one for a moment. They never had made a memorial for her mother, so now that it was over, it was about time someone did.

"She was so young." Kakorotto leaned down and knelt beside it, placing her right hand onto it. "Such a pity."

She turned her head towards the other stones, put in a line to the left of her mother and father's that were right beside each other's.

In memory Briefs Bra,

Loving guardian of peace and love,

And justice

Forever lover and teacher of peace, Love and justice Dying in battle at 36 years of age

In memory Briefs Vegeta,

Arrogant but loving father,

Husband, and ruler

Last and forever Prince of the saiyjins

In memory of Briefs Vegeta II,

Warrior, brother, friend, and companion

Forever guarding the spirits of innocence

Dying in battles they didn't deserve

Dying in battle at 18 years of age

Kakorotto stood and nodded her head at the four stones, brushing each one with her hand lightly and lovingly. They may not have died there but it was where the memorial would be placed. Where the bodies of the rest of her family lay, in graves held by broken tombstones.

Kakorotto walked slowly back over to her father's tombstone and closed her eyes, lowering her head slightly for a moment of silence. After a few moments she opened them again gazing at the four stones.

"Thank-you mother, for raising me while I was young. Thank-you Aunt Bra for being my guardian these many years. Thank-you my brother, for being there." She shut her eyes once more and turned towards her father's once more.

"Once and future warrior father, that's what you are. Good-bye."

And with that Kakorotto turned and walked away, leaving the dark and gloomy place of death to leave for the past once more.

*

19 years in the past

"So you see that's why Kakorotto came to the past. To save the past from becoming like it is in the future, a big graveyard." Vegeta ended his story telling what was on the Kakorotto had given him, leaving out the details of her parents and how far in the future she had come from.

"So why didn't her grandfather want to help out in someway? Why did he give you the letter?" Bulma asked coking and eyebrow.

"Well…um…" Vegeta paused for a moment trying to remember what Kakorotto had told him to do blanking out at that moment.

'Thank-you woman! I just happened to forget the answer to that question! Why did you ask it when I don't know that answer? Hmph, stupid woman.' He thought to himself and grumbled something out underneath his breath.

"Because he's dead. When I went to see him he was dying and he told me to take the letter back and he kinda just died."

Everyone didn't really seem to take much notice to that, except for Bulma that is. When everyone finally left to go and train for the big fight in three years Bulma just hung around with her husband, eyeing him strangely.

"God damn it woman! What it is?" Vegeta asked glaring at her.

"I don't believe you would give the letter to her grandfather. You're not that nice you know." Bulma added in the last part of the comment quickly much to her husband's despair.

"Well it's true woman!"

"Let me see the letter!" she commanded.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

Bulma gave up in trying to pester her husband for the letter and finally just walked over to him and pulled it out of his pocket. She took is quickly out of the envelope, dodging her husbands arms as the flailed around trying to get the letter back.

"Dear Grandfather Vegeta." She began. She glared at Vegeta, wide eyed and gasped. "Nani?" she cried out.

Vegeta just nodded his head.

"It turns out our brat marries Kakorotto's brat's brat and they have twin brats. Happy now?"

Bulma just looked down at the letter than back up at Vegeta than down at the letter and back at him. She continued doing this until Vegeta finally got fed up and put a hand underneath her chin to force her head up to look at his.

"It's the truth woman, whether you like it or not. I don't really like the thought either." Vegeta grumbled out something about his blood mixing with Kakorotto's and Bulma just laughed.

"I couldn't have picked a better woman for Trunks to be with than Pan. I've known she's had a crush on him for ages!"

Vegeta looked down into her eyes for a moment and humphed. "So have I but that doesn't explain how Trunks got wound up in this."

"You mean you haven't seen the feelings that Trunks has for Pan?" Bulma asked quite amused at her husband's idiotic look on his face.

Vegeta closed his eyes for a moment to think. Then he was taken back by surprise letting go of Bulma and falling backwards on the floor.

"My god Trunks does love her!" he growled out in a low scowl. "I've seen how he looks at her. I should have noticed it sooner! My Dende that stupid boy!"

"Well right now it's just a crush…" Bulma began.

"Woman I'm right. He loves her. Stupid brat, he just has to choose that stupid Son…"

Bulma just sighed and slunked down next to her husband leaning her head against his chest.

"Young love. How cute!" she cried out and relaxed a little more against his chest.

"Whatever." Vegeta just grumbled and put an arm around his wife placing a soft kiss to her forehead before getting up to go train.

*

Pan threw an attack at Trunks, whom dogged it easily.

"So what do you think about this whole thing Pan-chan? That Kakorotto girl, she must be related to you somehow. She said her mother was a Son."

"Maybe when she said her mother was a Son she meant Uncle Goten's future wife or something."

"Na. Wouldn't that mean that she would be wanting to talk to your grandfather Goku."

"Not exactly. Maybe she would want to talk to her grandfather on her mother's side."

"Didn't she say her mother was a saiyjin? She also said that her mother was a Son until she was married."

"Ya so that rules out that." Pan sighed lightly. "I hate being confused on issues like this."

"I know what you mean." Trunks stopped and popped open a Capsule he kept with him, revealing a small fridge. He opened it and threw Pan a Coke from inside. After pulling one out for himself he put the Capsule back and sat down beside Pan.

Trunks and Pan relaxed for a few minutes. Suddenly something came to Trunks and he turned his head over to look at Pan in surprise.

"Hey Pan-chan!" he gasped out.

Pan looked over at him weird and raise done eyebrow.

"Ya?"

"What if she is your daughter?" Trunks asked in surprise.

"It couldn't be…"

"Well she said her mother is a saiyjin, you're a saiyjin, she said her mother was a Son until he was married, you're a Son and you're not married yet!"

Pan glared at him in surprise.

"And ever since your grandfather left you said when you had a child that you would name it either Goku or Kakorotto."

"I said if I had a boy." Pan said slowly after a moment.

"Still. It would make perfect sense!"

"Maybe. I don't know." Pan said slowly turning everything over in her brain. "Well anyways let's just let everything happen as it happens. She'll be born in a few years anyways, then we'll find out who her parents are." Pan relaxed a bit as the sun slowly rippled down over the mountains to sleep for another night.

"Uh huh." Trunks agreed as his eyes trailed off into the sun as it let loose a final blast of sunlight and seeped behind the mountains fully to rest.

*

Vegeta slunked slowly over towards the door of the gravity machine at the sound of slight tapping on the door. He slowly pulled it open to gaze into the eyes of his daughter.

"Bra? What is it?" he asked as kindly as he could to his 15-year-old daughter.

"I want you to train me." She said slowly, trying to put her words in the right way.

"What?" he cried out in surprise. "No!" Vegeta stared at his daughter. She was *his* little girl. There was *no* way he would let *his* little girl train and get killed, *his* little princess.

"Daddy this wore is going to be hard,"

"That's why you're not going into it!" he cried out trying to keep his worried tone out of his voice.

"Your going to need all the help you can get!" she cried out glaring into his eyes.

"No…" he began but was silenced by memories.

"I am the lone survivor of the way that lasted 14 years. You, my guardian (Aunt Bra), and my twin brother, Vegeta, lasted until the final battle with me, until you were killed."

Vegeta swore silently at his granddaughter's words.

'But she will still be killed in the future." He said to himself in his mind.

Bra crossed her arms and glared into her father's eyes, matching any glare he had ever given any foe. She was truly his daughter.

"Also please listen to Aunt Bra. She will soon ask to start training, so please train her. She is, as I said earlier. My guardian in the future."

Vegeta silently cursed himself for being so weak.

'I must learn to say no to her.' He commented to himself in his mind looking down into his daughter's eyes. She had a look on her face that could kill.

Vegeta just sighed and moved out of the way motioning her to come in.

"You don't know any attacks yet do you?" he asked after a few minutes.

"Pan-chan taught me a few. Like the simple fire ball and such." Bra said slowly.

"Show me." Vegeta said nodding towards her. "Fire at me."

Bra nodded numbly, powered up, and fired at her father with all her strength. He caught it easily, but in shock at the same time. She actually knew some attacks.

Bra nodded her approval at her attack and laughed at the look on her father's face.

"I guess I have to teach you to fly huh?"

"No. I know how to." Bra slowly started to levitate above the floor, going sighed. Vegeta's eyes grew wide as he flew up to her elevation.

"Where'd you learn to fly?" he asked looking deeply into her eyes. She just giggled.

"Pan-chan."

Vegeta shook his head.

"Figures." Was all he said and lowered himself down to the floor again. "Alright Bra I'm going to teach you this now…"

End of Chapter 3

I think that one was the best so far? What are your guys' feelings on it? I hope it was good. If it sucks, I'M SORRY OKAY? The next chapter, just as a warning, takes place *AFTER* the Rose Saga. If you have not yet read the Rose Saga (glares at everyone who hasn't) than I would suggest reading it (or at least Growing a Dieing Rose, A Dead Seed Sprouts, And so the Rose Lives, From the Rose Comes Seeds, and The Scent of Roses). But I would still suggest reading the whole thing. The complete list is on Dragonball KV Chapter 1.

Anyways please either review my story or e-mail me. For people that like to flame my stories, don't even bother wasting your fingers typing them, they have *NO* effect on me whatsoever.

Heehee anyways thanks for reading!

Katie