TITLE: Ancient Power
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. :turns chibi and pouts:
Chapter 1
A teen girl tossed and turned on her bed, fighting a reoccuring nightmare. "Miura, wake up!" her mother called. She sat up sharply and noticed that her bed was a mess of slashes. That was over the tenth time she'd awoken to a destroyed bed. "Miura, you're going to be late!" Her mother's voice rang with annoyance.
"Coming, Mom!" the girl called. It had been this way for thirteen years, now. Since that car accident that had killed her father and paralyzed her mother. Miura got dressed in her school uniform and brushed her raven black hair , pulling the sides back as usual. She ran down the stairs to eat her breakfast.
A dog, that they were watching for a friend, whined at her. "Yes, breakfast time." Miura told her. After feeding the dog, she ate her own breakfast. She grabbed her own lunch then slipped her shoes on her feet before running out the door. The girl ran faster as she looked at her watch. Just as she rounded the corner, Miura collided with someone who was carrying a bag. Both teens fell to the ground in a daze. The sounds of fruit falling to the ground penetrated their daze. "Oh, I'm so sorry." she cried as she helped him gather the scattered items.
"Hey, don't worry about it. This won't be the first time I arrived at home with bruised fruit." the boy commented. At the sound of his voice, the girl looked up into his face, then blinked in surprise. There was a Capsule Corp. logo on his jacket. Not many that she knew had lavender hair, or eyes that were blue. He was definatly someone that was powerful. She could feel it.
"Excuse me, I've got to leave, or I'll be late." she cried while dashing off.
"Hey, what's your name?" he called over to her as she ran on.
"Miura Aiden. And you are?"
"Trunks Briefs." he replied just before she zipped out of sight. That name suits her. She's definitely a fiery one. His thoughts went back to her appearance. The young warrior recalled how intensely blue her eyes were, and they were perfectly set off by her mid-back length black hair. He walked into the kitchen and put away the items that his mother had sent him for.
He turned around and nearly ran into his father. "D-dad, good morning." Trunks stammered.
"Where were you?" Vegeta demanded.
"Mom sent me to the store." he replied, getting ready to evade a punch, should his father choose to throw one at him. Instead of that, the Prince grabbed his son's arm and pulled him into the gravity room. Uh oh. My dad is going to spar with me again. I just hope he isn't mad at Goku. I usually get pounded badly when that is the case.
~*~
Miura sighed with relief as she began to walk home. Her classmates were pretty insensitive when it came to the fact that her father had died when she was three. The sound of crunching metal and shattering glass came to her. The shattered material scattered over the street and sidewalk. She flinched, almost running off. Wait a minute. I shouldn't run. Those people may need some help. The girl ran over to the crash site, and gasped in total shock. The place was a mess. Oh no! My mother's car! Why did she come out? The driver of the car moaned, forcibly bringing the teenager back to the present.
She managed to free him, and then laid him on the sidewalk, clear from the wreck. Miura ran back over and saw that the other people were all right. The girl then pulled her mother from the totaled car. Yukari moaned and opened her eyes. "Miura, I knew it was you. Please, listen to me. Your father was from a different world. He was a saiya-jin, but he loved both of us deeply, in spite of the ancient curse. He also told me to keep you away from the warriors of this planet, for he feared that they would harm you. Now, they are your only hope. Your father's species is now known, and they know that not all of them were evil." The woman stopped, for she had grown short of breath.
Sirens blared in the distance. An ambulance came up to take the two injured people away. "Excuse me, Miss," one of the attendants began, "are these relations of yours?"
"One of them. She is my mother." Miura replied.
"Then you had better go home and tell your father." he commented. The young man looked on in confusion as the girl ran off. Tears streamed down her face as she fled from the scene. Familiar houses and trees barely registered in her mind as she raced to her house. Miura fumbled for the key in her pocket before unlocking the door and flinging it open.
The teenager entered her home and went up to her room. She got out of her school uniform then slid into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Miura walked into the forest in a daze. A daze brought on by shock and the vauge memories of a very different accident. She walked into a thicket, but, if anyone else had been there, they would have been shocked to see a white Bengal tiger emerge. The blue-eyed cat slunk deeper into the forest, attempting to leave her troubles behind her. Troubles that dogged every step she made in the world.
~
Vegeta looked about uncomfortably. There is a fairly large power source over there. Hmm, I don't recognize the signature though. Maybe I should get my son and investigate.
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. :turns chibi and pouts:
Chapter 1
A teen girl tossed and turned on her bed, fighting a reoccuring nightmare. "Miura, wake up!" her mother called. She sat up sharply and noticed that her bed was a mess of slashes. That was over the tenth time she'd awoken to a destroyed bed. "Miura, you're going to be late!" Her mother's voice rang with annoyance.
"Coming, Mom!" the girl called. It had been this way for thirteen years, now. Since that car accident that had killed her father and paralyzed her mother. Miura got dressed in her school uniform and brushed her raven black hair , pulling the sides back as usual. She ran down the stairs to eat her breakfast.
A dog, that they were watching for a friend, whined at her. "Yes, breakfast time." Miura told her. After feeding the dog, she ate her own breakfast. She grabbed her own lunch then slipped her shoes on her feet before running out the door. The girl ran faster as she looked at her watch. Just as she rounded the corner, Miura collided with someone who was carrying a bag. Both teens fell to the ground in a daze. The sounds of fruit falling to the ground penetrated their daze. "Oh, I'm so sorry." she cried as she helped him gather the scattered items.
"Hey, don't worry about it. This won't be the first time I arrived at home with bruised fruit." the boy commented. At the sound of his voice, the girl looked up into his face, then blinked in surprise. There was a Capsule Corp. logo on his jacket. Not many that she knew had lavender hair, or eyes that were blue. He was definatly someone that was powerful. She could feel it.
"Excuse me, I've got to leave, or I'll be late." she cried while dashing off.
"Hey, what's your name?" he called over to her as she ran on.
"Miura Aiden. And you are?"
"Trunks Briefs." he replied just before she zipped out of sight. That name suits her. She's definitely a fiery one. His thoughts went back to her appearance. The young warrior recalled how intensely blue her eyes were, and they were perfectly set off by her mid-back length black hair. He walked into the kitchen and put away the items that his mother had sent him for.
He turned around and nearly ran into his father. "D-dad, good morning." Trunks stammered.
"Where were you?" Vegeta demanded.
"Mom sent me to the store." he replied, getting ready to evade a punch, should his father choose to throw one at him. Instead of that, the Prince grabbed his son's arm and pulled him into the gravity room. Uh oh. My dad is going to spar with me again. I just hope he isn't mad at Goku. I usually get pounded badly when that is the case.
~*~
Miura sighed with relief as she began to walk home. Her classmates were pretty insensitive when it came to the fact that her father had died when she was three. The sound of crunching metal and shattering glass came to her. The shattered material scattered over the street and sidewalk. She flinched, almost running off. Wait a minute. I shouldn't run. Those people may need some help. The girl ran over to the crash site, and gasped in total shock. The place was a mess. Oh no! My mother's car! Why did she come out? The driver of the car moaned, forcibly bringing the teenager back to the present.
She managed to free him, and then laid him on the sidewalk, clear from the wreck. Miura ran back over and saw that the other people were all right. The girl then pulled her mother from the totaled car. Yukari moaned and opened her eyes. "Miura, I knew it was you. Please, listen to me. Your father was from a different world. He was a saiya-jin, but he loved both of us deeply, in spite of the ancient curse. He also told me to keep you away from the warriors of this planet, for he feared that they would harm you. Now, they are your only hope. Your father's species is now known, and they know that not all of them were evil." The woman stopped, for she had grown short of breath.
Sirens blared in the distance. An ambulance came up to take the two injured people away. "Excuse me, Miss," one of the attendants began, "are these relations of yours?"
"One of them. She is my mother." Miura replied.
"Then you had better go home and tell your father." he commented. The young man looked on in confusion as the girl ran off. Tears streamed down her face as she fled from the scene. Familiar houses and trees barely registered in her mind as she raced to her house. Miura fumbled for the key in her pocket before unlocking the door and flinging it open.
The teenager entered her home and went up to her room. She got out of her school uniform then slid into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Miura walked into the forest in a daze. A daze brought on by shock and the vauge memories of a very different accident. She walked into a thicket, but, if anyone else had been there, they would have been shocked to see a white Bengal tiger emerge. The blue-eyed cat slunk deeper into the forest, attempting to leave her troubles behind her. Troubles that dogged every step she made in the world.
~
Vegeta looked about uncomfortably. There is a fairly large power source over there. Hmm, I don't recognize the signature though. Maybe I should get my son and investigate.