Me: Yay. Chapter 10!
Bardock: Yay!
Kouga: Woo.
Me: Let's begin shall we?
Kouga: Renae724 doesn't own Inuyasha, Dragonball/Z/GT or anything related.
Bardock: Onward with the storaaaay!
Me: I like how you said that. Onward indeed.
Chapter begins...
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More years passed and Taylor was now ten. While Raiden was off on a mission, she was at home alone. It was the afternoon and three days until her father returned.
She sat in the kitchen and ate some lunch when she heard a knock at the door.
She looked at the door for a few moments before going slowly to it.
When she opened it, five Saiyans were standing before her. She was tempted to slam the door and flee, but she was trapped. This was the only doors that led outside.
"Home alone huh? I know your dad wouldn't let you open the door." The first and closest Saiyan said. He stepped forward, a grin on his face. Taylor gulped and stepped back.
"What do you want?" She managed to say through her fear.
"You of course. We're going to make an example of you for the other Saiyan children. "
"Yeah, we're going to show them how weak a half breed can be." A second Saiyan said. He lifted a hand and brought it down. The last thing Taylor remembered was a painful punch to the head.
Raiden 's space pod was landing when he felt some enormous energy in one of the West buildings. He exited his pod when he was almost knocked down by a couple of Saiyans.
He really couldn't understand all of what they were saying because they were all talking at once.
"Okay, okay, okay! One at a time! Talk one at a time! What happened?" He was tempted to smack them all upside the head.
"It's your daughter." One said.
"We're all in danger!"
"Control her!"
Raiden had only caught the first sentence. Once his daughter was uttered he froze.
"What? What happened to her? Is she alright?" He stepped forward ready to run.
"Of course she's alright! It's the other Saiyans that aren't."
"What?" He cocked his head to one side in confusion. "What about the other Saiyans. What does my daughter have to do with them?"
"She's gone insane! She killed five Elite Saiyans!"
"What?"
"She's changed!"
"Where is she?" He grabbed one of them by the shirt and pulled them to him.
"We had to detain her! She's in one of those building over there." He pointed toward the West buildings.
"Why is she there?"
"I –"
"You don't get it do you?" A voice said from behind the group.
Raiden looked up and saw a dark Saiyan with a bandage around his head.
"What? Who are you?"
"It's none of your concern. Right now, you need to go and take care of what your daughter has done."
"What did she do?"
"Myself and four other Saiyans went to your house three days ago to get your daughter. Our intentions were to kill her in front of the children. When one of my comrades starting teasing her and mocking yourself and her mother, she went off. A huge explosion enveloped her and suddenly, she had a tail and black hair and blue eyes and...She looked exactly like you. She was no long the half Saiyan she was. She was suddenly a terribly, evil, and strong Saiyan. She killed the others except me." The Saiyan finished and trembled with the memory.
Raiden stood there still. He still didn't understand. His daughter killing others? Was she the enormous power he felt?
"And right now, she's causing all hell to break lose. You need to control her before she destroys the entire planet."
"Alright," Raiden said the word absent-mindedly and allowed another to lead him to where she was. He was lead into a large building that he recognized as the Training Building. This was where the kids were trained.
He was brought into a small room. On the wall, he saw a small screen. On it was a Saiyan child that looked much like himself.
"That's her. We placed her there because of the damage she's done."
"I would like to go into that room. Now." Raiden ordered.
"Yes," A few moments later he was standing before a door when it opened. He poked his head inside when he was a child sitting in the middle of the floor.
The child's tail was swinging back and forth, her long hair touching the floor.
Raiden walked up to her and studied her. Then he said, "Taylor?"
When she didn't answer, he grabbed her shoulders and turned her toward him.
"Are you alright Taylor?"
She was looking at the floor. Her arms were crossed and she was frowning.
"Taylor?"
"Father, I did something bad. I didn't mean to. They were threatening my family. I had to make them stop." Her body rocked back and forth slightly. Her breaths were uneven.
"It's alright. Everything will be fine." He patted her head and sighed.
One year later, Raiden's friend Bardoses wife died. She left behind her eleven-year-old son Bardock.
Two years later Raiden took it upon himself to train Bardock and Taylor because Bardose was still in mourning over his wife's death.
Raiden was lying in bed when he heard a knock on the door.
"What? Who is it?" He moaned.
"What's his name is here. Are you ready to start training us?" A now thirteen-year-old Taylor asked.
"I don't think you need training child. You're probably stronger than me." He got out of bed and walked to his daughter. He smiled and patted her head.
"Sure, but I don't know how to fight! What am I going to do when I actually need to fight? Slap them?"
"It'll work,"
"Father!"
"Morning Bardock." Raiden stepped outside and greeted him. Bardock was leaning against the wall.
"Good morning."
"Are you ready?"
"Of course." Raiden and Bardock walked off to the back yard.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Taylor ran after them.
"Are you sure you want to train with us?" Raiden asked.
"Of course! I'm not just gonna sit in the house all day long."
"Well then, let's get started." Raiden stood back and looked at his disciples. "Before you get to fight me, you must fight each other."
"Alright." Bardock said.
"Let's go." Taylor jumped back and got into a fighting stance. Bardock did the same.
"Okay, what you're gonna want to do is find a weak point in your enemies defense." Raiden said. Bardock found a weak point by Taylor's leg. Taylor searched but couldn't find one on Bardock, so she decided to go for a punch.
"Fight!" Raiden shouted and jumped out of the way.
Taylor and Bardock charged at each other. Taylor went for a punch in the face, when Bardock dodged and kicked her feet out from under her. She quickly caught herself and transported behind him. She kicked him and he flew forward. He kicked out his feet and rebounded off the ground.
He kicked for her head, but she dodged and uppercut him. As he flew upwards in the air, she transported above him. He was ready for the next attack and caught her hand. He pulled her to him and kneed her in the gut. When she doubled over, he put his hands together above his head and brought it down on her head.
She flew to the ground a made a tiny crater where she landed. She got up and got ready for a counter-attack. Before she new what she was doing, she jumped up at Bardock and fought in the air. Neither used transport or any energy move. They just punched and kicked until one or the other gave up.
"Enough!" Raiden called from the ground. They stopped and landed on the ground.
"That was quiet impressive. However, not good enough. You both need to be faster, stronger and by the time you're both thirty with your own children, you'll both be close to being the Legendary Super Saiyan."
"Super Saiyan? That's just a myth!" Bardock complained.
"Dad, why do you believe in that stupid...yet awesome myth?"
"It is NOT a myth or legend. Whatever you want to call it, it's real. I know it is. Why would they make that up?"
"To give us Saiyans false hope..." Bardock sighed.
"Stop saying that."
"Yes sir." Bardock said immediately.
"Suck up." Taylor grunted.
"Alright, I'd say that's enough for this morning..." Raiden said. "It's breakfast...uh...slash lunchtime!"
"Let's eat!" They all went inside the house.
That is how it was for the next two years. Bardock would come over and train from morning until sunset. Taylor and Bardock grew strong. Their friendship grew as well. As outcast Saiyans, they became best friends.
Chapter ends...
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Me: Faaan- tastic.
Bardock: Indeed
Kouga:...I liked the fighting...
Bardock: Me too. I kicked ass!
Me: Taylor did too!
Bardock: Eh, she was alright.
Me: You might regret that later in life...
Bardock: What's the worst that can happen? I die?
Me: *face palm*