Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the Dragon Ball series whatsoever, Toriyama-sensei does as well as Funimation. Therefore I am making $0 off of this story and have merely written it for my own personal enjoyment. Some of the characters may sometimes end up a little bit out of character, but I'm trying my best to keep them in as much as possible. Also, please pardon any spelling, spacing or grammatical errors...We all know that spell/grammar check isn't perfect! :) Enjoy!
Just a side note: This is a 'revamped' version of the original first part, a college class gave me the idea to go back and rework it a bit and this is the product...Not too different, but enough to notice a little bit. :)
A Stranger in a Strange World
By: 'Lil Bulma
Part 2 :
"My name is Marie," the girl said as she tried to regain control of herself. Marie lifted her head up from her hands and gave her head a little shake to orient herself better. She felt as though there were hundreds of eyes watching her from all sides, and as Marie turned her head either way, she found her feeling confirmed. The many different persons and other creatures that she had seen at the time of the wishing were now standing all around her, just staring. *My God, this is unnerving...You would think that they had never seen a human girl before.*
"So, why were you hiding in the bushes, Marie?" the blue-haired woman, Bulma, asked her. The look she was giving Marie wasn't making her feel anymore comfortable than the many pairs of eyes boring holes into head.
Marie looked up at her, "I wasn't hiding, I was trying to hear better...And so that I could see more..." she fingered her hair, a nervous habit which she was finding a constant comfort in. *I can't tell them where I'm really from... They'd never believe it!* She trailed off, not knowing just what to say, or how to say it. Hanging her head, she let the tears fall freely.
Just then, a little boy pushed his way through the crowd, and stopped in front of her. Marie lifted her head and wiped away the tears, and stared at the boy. The boy was no taller than her waist, with longish bowl cut and surprisingly deep black eyes. She guessed his age at no more than 5 or 6, but the look in his eyes was one of a person much older than his years. Slowly, Marie extended her hand towards the little boy, he reminded her a great deal of Sam, her little brother. *Wow! Who would have ever thought that I'd miss him?* she thought with a sad sigh.
"Why do you look so sad?" the little boy asked, looking at her with an interested look on his face. She watched his eyes as they searched her face; the simplicity of his eyes belied the depth Marie sensed there. Then the boy stopped and looked as if he had found what he wanted to see. He turned towards the slightly miffed looking blue-haired woman. "Excuse me, Bulma? You don't have to be so hard on her, she seems nice enough to me." *Wow...* Marie thought. *Why is this kid sticking up for me? He doesn't even know who I am or anything...*
"I don't know where I am..." she said quietly, mostly to herself, her quiet voice carrying much further than she thought. "I just kind of showed up here, I have no idea why or how...I don't even know how to get home..." Her voice caught as Marie nearly brokedown into sobs again.
"Hmmm... Well, in that case you could stay here," Bulma offered, while trying to think of what to make of this girl. "There's plenty of room, and I think I agree with Gohan. You seem nice and harmless. Getting you home will be easy, we can just use the dragon balls."
Marie just stared at her, wonderment in her eyes. "Dragon balls? What are those? Are those what you guys were using earlier?" Judging by the looks on the faces of the group, everyone seemed a little taken aback by this lack of knowledge. Finally, it seemed as though the exhaustion from the day's events caught up with her, and almost before anyone could catch her she fell over, utterly exhausted.
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When Marie woke up, she found herself in a large room. *Where am I?... Boy I seem to be asking myself that a lot lately,* she thought sarcastically rolling her eyes at her own lack of awareness. *The last thing I remember was being surrounded by a large group of people...* Suddenly, Marie remembered the previous events of the day, and flopped back onto her pillow with a groan. She realized that no matter how much she might not want it to be true, she was still in this weird world. *If only I were dreaming... Maybe I am dreaming, and I'm still stuck in the dream! Yeah!* It was no dream. However, a quick pinch in her side once again told her otherwise.
Marie decided that it would be best to try and make the best of her situation. Wanting to get a better view of her new surroundings, she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She noticed that she was still had on her school uniform. *It feels good to have at least one familiar thing around...Even if it is my yucky, detestable uniform.* She thought with a rye grin. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed that the large room was, in fact, a guestroom. Turning her vision to the right, she saw a large window from which she could see the wind blowing peacefully over a grassy field led out onto a balcony. This was also the same field across which she had walked yesterday to get to the city. *So...I'm in the building...Which apparently is a house...Hmmm, curiouser and curiouser...*
Walking over to the window, and out onto the balcony, Marie reveled in the cool night air. *Night?! How long have I been out anyway?* She walked over to the end of the balcony and leaned forward, letting the air blow her hair away from her face. *Oh, I could definitely get used to this...I wonder just what time it is anyway?* She turned back towards the room to look at the clock, leaning her back on the railing. It read 3 am. *Whoa! It is late...But I think I'll stay out here a little bit longer. It's so peaceful and beautiful. I just don't get to see this kind of beauty at home...* Marie leaned her head on her hands, resting on the banister. *It's simply wonderful...*
*But what am I going to do? I still can't figure out why I'm here...* she turned around and leaned against the rail, facing the room. *I haven't got the faintest idea what's going on. And what was that Bulma-person talking about? Dragon balls?* Then it suddenly dawned on her. *Oh I get it! Those glowing things I saw on the ground must be dragon balls! That would make sense. But still, maybe if one can make wishes on them, it would be better to ask this dragon just why I'm here... Then maybe I can figure out what's going on.* On this thought, Marie headed back into her room and retreated to the haven of her bed.
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The next morning Marie woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the sun shining on her face. *Boy does that feel good!* She thought, stretching her arms over her head. Rolling out of bed, she noticed that new clothes had been set out for her, as well as some shower stuff. *I cannot tell them how grateful I am for that! I feel so 'blech' after sleeping in my uniform all night.* After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Marie decided to try and find just where she could find some food. Having not eaten since the night before, she was absolutely starved.
Marie found her way to the kitchen quite quickly, because it seemed that the house wasn't as big and confusing as it had seemed when one looked at it from the outside. *And the fact that the whiff of pancakes coming I'm catching is absolutely irresistible!* In fact, it took most of her willpower not to drool at just the smell alone.
She was greeted upon her arrival in the kitchen by a big part of the group from the previous day. "It's good to see that you're doing better now," one of the green aliens said, and was agreed with by many others. Marie was showered with greetings as she sat down at an empty seat.
"Thank-you," she said politely. "I guess that I was really tired out, huh?" The people and others that were sitting near her chuckled at her attempt at a joke, then everyone continued on with what ever they had been doing before she came in. All around her, there was conversations going on, people eating, drinking, or simply enjoying each other's company. *This is so amazing!*
Many of the people and aliens alike were excitedly discussing the next time they would be able to wish on the dragon balls. *The way that everybody is talking, it appears that one can only make wishes on the balls once a year. Interesting,* she thought, thoughtfully chewing on her breakfast. *It also seems that the aliens in particular are excited about calling on the dragon. I wonder why?*
End Part 2
Note: All words in *...* are thoughts. :)
Just a side note: This is a 'revamped' version of the original first part, a college class gave me the idea to go back and rework it a bit and this is the product...Not too different, but enough to notice a little bit. :)
A Stranger in a Strange World
By: 'Lil Bulma
Part 2 :
"My name is Marie," the girl said as she tried to regain control of herself. Marie lifted her head up from her hands and gave her head a little shake to orient herself better. She felt as though there were hundreds of eyes watching her from all sides, and as Marie turned her head either way, she found her feeling confirmed. The many different persons and other creatures that she had seen at the time of the wishing were now standing all around her, just staring. *My God, this is unnerving...You would think that they had never seen a human girl before.*
"So, why were you hiding in the bushes, Marie?" the blue-haired woman, Bulma, asked her. The look she was giving Marie wasn't making her feel anymore comfortable than the many pairs of eyes boring holes into head.
Marie looked up at her, "I wasn't hiding, I was trying to hear better...And so that I could see more..." she fingered her hair, a nervous habit which she was finding a constant comfort in. *I can't tell them where I'm really from... They'd never believe it!* She trailed off, not knowing just what to say, or how to say it. Hanging her head, she let the tears fall freely.
Just then, a little boy pushed his way through the crowd, and stopped in front of her. Marie lifted her head and wiped away the tears, and stared at the boy. The boy was no taller than her waist, with longish bowl cut and surprisingly deep black eyes. She guessed his age at no more than 5 or 6, but the look in his eyes was one of a person much older than his years. Slowly, Marie extended her hand towards the little boy, he reminded her a great deal of Sam, her little brother. *Wow! Who would have ever thought that I'd miss him?* she thought with a sad sigh.
"Why do you look so sad?" the little boy asked, looking at her with an interested look on his face. She watched his eyes as they searched her face; the simplicity of his eyes belied the depth Marie sensed there. Then the boy stopped and looked as if he had found what he wanted to see. He turned towards the slightly miffed looking blue-haired woman. "Excuse me, Bulma? You don't have to be so hard on her, she seems nice enough to me." *Wow...* Marie thought. *Why is this kid sticking up for me? He doesn't even know who I am or anything...*
"I don't know where I am..." she said quietly, mostly to herself, her quiet voice carrying much further than she thought. "I just kind of showed up here, I have no idea why or how...I don't even know how to get home..." Her voice caught as Marie nearly brokedown into sobs again.
"Hmmm... Well, in that case you could stay here," Bulma offered, while trying to think of what to make of this girl. "There's plenty of room, and I think I agree with Gohan. You seem nice and harmless. Getting you home will be easy, we can just use the dragon balls."
Marie just stared at her, wonderment in her eyes. "Dragon balls? What are those? Are those what you guys were using earlier?" Judging by the looks on the faces of the group, everyone seemed a little taken aback by this lack of knowledge. Finally, it seemed as though the exhaustion from the day's events caught up with her, and almost before anyone could catch her she fell over, utterly exhausted.
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When Marie woke up, she found herself in a large room. *Where am I?... Boy I seem to be asking myself that a lot lately,* she thought sarcastically rolling her eyes at her own lack of awareness. *The last thing I remember was being surrounded by a large group of people...* Suddenly, Marie remembered the previous events of the day, and flopped back onto her pillow with a groan. She realized that no matter how much she might not want it to be true, she was still in this weird world. *If only I were dreaming... Maybe I am dreaming, and I'm still stuck in the dream! Yeah!* It was no dream. However, a quick pinch in her side once again told her otherwise.
Marie decided that it would be best to try and make the best of her situation. Wanting to get a better view of her new surroundings, she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She noticed that she was still had on her school uniform. *It feels good to have at least one familiar thing around...Even if it is my yucky, detestable uniform.* She thought with a rye grin. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed that the large room was, in fact, a guestroom. Turning her vision to the right, she saw a large window from which she could see the wind blowing peacefully over a grassy field led out onto a balcony. This was also the same field across which she had walked yesterday to get to the city. *So...I'm in the building...Which apparently is a house...Hmmm, curiouser and curiouser...*
Walking over to the window, and out onto the balcony, Marie reveled in the cool night air. *Night?! How long have I been out anyway?* She walked over to the end of the balcony and leaned forward, letting the air blow her hair away from her face. *Oh, I could definitely get used to this...I wonder just what time it is anyway?* She turned back towards the room to look at the clock, leaning her back on the railing. It read 3 am. *Whoa! It is late...But I think I'll stay out here a little bit longer. It's so peaceful and beautiful. I just don't get to see this kind of beauty at home...* Marie leaned her head on her hands, resting on the banister. *It's simply wonderful...*
*But what am I going to do? I still can't figure out why I'm here...* she turned around and leaned against the rail, facing the room. *I haven't got the faintest idea what's going on. And what was that Bulma-person talking about? Dragon balls?* Then it suddenly dawned on her. *Oh I get it! Those glowing things I saw on the ground must be dragon balls! That would make sense. But still, maybe if one can make wishes on them, it would be better to ask this dragon just why I'm here... Then maybe I can figure out what's going on.* On this thought, Marie headed back into her room and retreated to the haven of her bed.
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The next morning Marie woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the sun shining on her face. *Boy does that feel good!* She thought, stretching her arms over her head. Rolling out of bed, she noticed that new clothes had been set out for her, as well as some shower stuff. *I cannot tell them how grateful I am for that! I feel so 'blech' after sleeping in my uniform all night.* After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Marie decided to try and find just where she could find some food. Having not eaten since the night before, she was absolutely starved.
Marie found her way to the kitchen quite quickly, because it seemed that the house wasn't as big and confusing as it had seemed when one looked at it from the outside. *And the fact that the whiff of pancakes coming I'm catching is absolutely irresistible!* In fact, it took most of her willpower not to drool at just the smell alone.
She was greeted upon her arrival in the kitchen by a big part of the group from the previous day. "It's good to see that you're doing better now," one of the green aliens said, and was agreed with by many others. Marie was showered with greetings as she sat down at an empty seat.
"Thank-you," she said politely. "I guess that I was really tired out, huh?" The people and others that were sitting near her chuckled at her attempt at a joke, then everyone continued on with what ever they had been doing before she came in. All around her, there was conversations going on, people eating, drinking, or simply enjoying each other's company. *This is so amazing!*
Many of the people and aliens alike were excitedly discussing the next time they would be able to wish on the dragon balls. *The way that everybody is talking, it appears that one can only make wishes on the balls once a year. Interesting,* she thought, thoughtfully chewing on her breakfast. *It also seems that the aliens in particular are excited about calling on the dragon. I wonder why?*
End Part 2
Note: All words in *...* are thoughts. :)