Crossworlds (DBZ-style)

Chapter Three: Identities

By Delphine Pryde

Rated: Pg-13

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Author's Note: I've taken a few liberties with the geography and middle names, kay? And Dende is the Earth Kami, how he came into the job with explained later in the story.

If I live to be a hundred

And never see the seven wonders

That'll be alright

If I don't make it to the big leagues

If I never win a grammy

I'm gonna be just fine

'cause I know exactly who I am

I am rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends that love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

So when I make a big mistake

When I fall flat on my face

I know I'll be alright

Should my tender heart be broken

I will cry those teardrops knowin'

I will be just fine

'cause nothin' changes who I am

I am rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends that love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

I'm a saint and I'm a sinner

I'm a loser, I'm a winner

I'm steady and unstable

I'm young but I am able

I am rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends that love me

And they know where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

I am rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends that love me

And they know where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

That's who I am

"Who I am" –Jessica Andrews

He was staring at her with those intense blue eyes. Shori shifted in her seat, uncomfortable at being under such an intense glare. She was ever so grateful that he was distracted when a woman that she hadn't met, was shown in by Chichi. The woman was clearly Trunk's mother for they had the same bright blue eyes, only hers where covered with slim, black framed glasses. Her hair, medium length, was the same blue color of her eyes and she wore it in a low ponytail. She wore a pale blue button up shirt, a navy blue ankle length skirt, and black high healed dress shoes with straps that criss-crossed at her ankles. Clearly a great beauty, even the slight age lines only served to enhance her looks. She looked half Chichi's age, but given the wisdom that shown in her eyes, Shori bet the woman was actually a few years older than Chichi.

"Shori, I'd like you to meet Bulma Briefs," Chichi introduced.

Waving slightly, the Saiyan-jin girl said, "Hi."

Studying her intently, Buma announced, "It won't be to hard to create an identity for her. Dende knows, so many people are still unaccounted for that there's all sorts of identities just waiting to be picked up by someone. We'll have to get rid of the tail, though, humans aren't exactly known for having them."

Clutching her tail protectively, Shori shuddered. "She doesn't need her tail removed, there are ways to hide it," Trunks spoke up, understanding how protective of their tails Saiyan-jins could be.

"True," Bulma admitted. "Besides, it is not like we have a moon anymore to make her go Oozaru, thanks to Piccolo blowing it up."

"Oozaru?" Shori questioned.

"Saiyan-jin who have their tails, turn into giant monkeys when they look at the full moon," Bulma explained.

"Oh." Shori wasn't sure how to respond to such a surreal concept. Werewolves were one thing, but who had ever heard of were-monkeys?

"So, what kind of name suits your fancy?" Bulma asked, typing into her laptop and pulling up a screen filled with names. Judging by the size of the scroll bar, the list was huge. It made the Saiyan-jin girl sad at the thought of so many people whose fates where unknown.

"I don't want her stealing someone else's identity," Chichi said firmly. "I want her to have one of her own. You can do that, right?"

"Of course I can. I am a genius after all," Bulma boasted, but inside she was sighing at all the extra work she would have to do. With in a minute of typing, she pulled up a form that would be used to create a new identity. "I'll need all this filled out then, to give me a background on what to create."

And so Chichi filled out the huge form, part of it looked like this:

Full Name: Shori Sachiko Son

Birthdate: March 13, XXXX (The same month and day, Shori was found by Chichi.)

Birthplace: Sarah-Marie Regional Hospital

Rosemond Street, Satan City

Attending Physician: Dr. Ophelia Allese (Bulma: "She's my family doctor, ancient as hell, she'll back us up if I ask".)

Mother: Chichi Yoko Ox Son

Father: Goku Kaze Son

Siblings: Gohan Ryu Son

Eye Color: Black

Hair Color: Black

Education (Schools Attended):

Pallas Elementary School

Sandy Row, Chelsey Town (The only town closer than Satan City.)

Sea Turtle Middle School

Sandy Row, Chelsey Town

Orange Star High School

Champion Parkway, Satan City

The two older women continued to discuss details of her fiction life while Shori tried to keep up, but soon found herself growing bored. "Hey," spoke up Trunks," Want to spar?"

Before she could give an answer Chichi had cut off her conversation and rounded on Trunks, fury on her face. "Absolutely not!" she shrieked. "I will not have her fighting, not after what happened to Gohan." Her tirade cut off as her throat closed and tears started to gather at the corner of her eyes.

"Oh, Chichi," whispered Bulma, her eyes filled with sympathy. "You can't keep her locked away. Saiyan-jins don't take to well to captivity. Shori has to do what is in her nature."

The dark haired woman didn't answer, choosing to flee the room. When Shori got up to follow her, Bulma stopped her. Shaking her head, the scientist said, "She needs time alone. Go with Trunks for awhile, please."

Shori agreed, though she clearly wasn't very happy with the entire situation, even if she did get to hang around a hottie.

As Trunks and Shori left the house, the lavender haired teen looked at questioningly. "You can fly, right?"

Shori blinked in surprise. "Fly?"

"Guess not. I'll have to teach you then. Should be fun, not every day I get to drop someone from a thousand miles high."

Now, why did she suddenly have such a bad feeling?