Dragon Ball Y:
Just to start things off, this is my first fanfic and it is loosely based around the sessions and adventures that took place in the DBZ RPG that I run, which uses R.Talsorian's (www.talsorian.com) rules. We've had a a lot of fun doing this, so I've decided to write about it.
The world of Dragon Ball Y (which used to be 'Dragon Ball whY?', because they were always getting into krazy mix-ups and schemes *grin*) is also loosely based around the Dragon Ball world. The Dragon Balls exist and it takes place on Earth with similar geography to that world. Famous martial artists and places exist, but the main characters from DBZ do not exist (For instance, Kamesennin and Karin/Korin tower exist, but Goku & Co. do not). Many things from Dragon Ball happen in DBY, except they are slightly different or have different results.
At the beginning of our story, we have Kincha, mild-manored TV-watcher, and the nefarious Coll, a space-plundering Saiya-jin. They meet many other characters later including: Mist of the Dragon Cult; Sax, the mixed-up Namekian; Blink, the (something); Sami, the pupil of Kamesennin; Talon, the mercenary whose parents died tragically; Gehn, the Saiya-jin Android; and Prena, the only Saiya-jin girl in the series.
I will admit, though, that I'm guessing the beginning isn't quite as interesting as the end. Oh well, at least I get to elaborate:). Anyway, without further ado:
Chapter One -
A New Beginning
Long, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away there was a planet called 'Earth'. It was a mystical land where magical powers and futuristic technology coexisted side by side. It played out in exotic lands, filled with noble warriors, half men/half animals, capsules that reduced volume and weight of an object to nearly nothing, and a kooky, old turtle hermit.
Every three years on the date May 7, a large tournament, known as the 'Tenkaichi Budoukai', is held on a set of islands in the South Sea. People from around the world come to watch and try out, hoping for the slim chance that they'll get in the eight selected.
Kincha was one of these people. He got really interested in martial arts after seeing a bunch of people fight on the television. He practiced day and night, barely any sleep or rest. His parents worried over his new obsession, but let him continue, thinking he might grow out of it. He never did. Kincha just practiced and practiced, until one day after his sixteenth birthday...
Kincha began seeing strange visions in his sleep about fire. He couldn't sleep at all. He shrugged them off, however, and continued his practices.
One night, his parents had to leave to go to the store. Kincha waved goodbye, and as he turned, he saw his father's face ignite in fire. He rubbed his eyes, and looked again. His father was fine. He had a really bad feeling about something. What it was, he couldn't put a finger on it.
Kincha lay down on the floor, and began on his homework for school. His pencil's tip broke off as soon as he started the homework. He then knew something wasn't right.
He threw down his pencil, and busted out of the door. He saw his parents' car driving down the end of the road. Kincha looked up, and saw something plummeting through the sky. The round, gray ball crashed directly into his parents' car, and created a huge crater, dozens of meters wide. It totally demolished the end of the road, and a few surrounding houses.
Filled with rage, Kincha charged at it, oblivious to the danger he faced. He quickly arrived at the hole, and looked down to see a small space pod sitting right on top of his parents' demolished car. A deep rage boiled down inside him. Kincha grit his teeth, and clenched his fists.
A small door opened up from the pod. There was an average-sized, humanoid man dressed in strange clothing, sitting on the single, red seat inside the pod. He stepped out, and stretched. The extraterrestrial had extremely long, spiky, black hair that fell to his knees. He also wore some sort of black armor, with long, yellow thigh and shoulder pads, almost like a football uniform. The alien didn't seem really old, either. He was, at max, sixteen years old as well.
"So... This must be 'Earth'. How nice... Probably could get me a good boost in rank once I sell this baby!" The alien grinned to himself. It looked up, and saw Kincha. "What the... How come you weren't killed by the impact?"
"Grr... You killed... My mother and father! They were just going to the store, and you had to land on them with your goddamn space ship! I... I'LL KILL YOU!" With extreme fury, Kincha leaped down at him, and threw a punch straight at the guy's face.
The alien quickly blocked the punch by grabbing onto Kincha's fist. He yawned slightly and said, "Ugh... This planet is full of so many weaklings. See you later, punk." The alien tightened his grip incredibly on Kincha's fist. Bones began to pop as Kincha yelled out in pain. Finally, the man lifted Kincha into the air, and hurled him out of the crater.
Kincha crashed down on the hard pavement and skinned his elbows badly. He slowly got up. Kincha was not any normal teenager.
The alien suddenly floated up out of the hole. His arms were crossed and he was grinning. How the hell is he doing that, Kincha thought to himself. No matter, even if he can fly, I can still take 'em.
"Wow, I like your persistence. You'd be a great warrior in the Saiyan army... Well, that is, if you were a Saiyan! Haha..." it said to Kincha.
"Saiyan? What the heck is a Saiyan?" Kincha questioned.
"You don't know about the Saiyans?! Geez... This MUST be one rural planet... We Saiyans are of an elite race. We are the most powerful beings in the universe." The Saiyan flexed his muscles. "Anyway, basically we go from world to world, conquer it, and sell it to make a lot of money. Get it?"
"Uhh..."
"Good. Because now, it's time to beat you up." The longhaired alien punches into his other fist.
"One last question... What's your name?" Kincha grinned to himself.
"What?! Why do you want to know my NAME? Ergh... Oh well. Wouldn't hurt, I suppose. The name's Coll. Coll Kenser."
"Okay... Well, I'm outta here! See you later, Coll." Kincha looked to his left, and dashed off the road and into the woods. Coll looked surprised, and took off after him. He stopped soon, and decided it'd be pointless.
Kincha ran as fast as he could, and turned around after about a mile or so. He saw no trace of Coll anywhere. He stopped, and caught his breath, sitting on a rock.
"God... This sucks. Parents dead. Alien attacks Earth. Stuck in damn forest..."
He pulled out the only thing he brought with him... His Walkman. He hit the 'play' button, and began to listen to his favorite song... "Burning Inside" by Static X. Kincha listened to it every day from then on, and practiced with the music playing. Somehow, it seemed to unleash a hidden talent inside of him, and Kincha got extremely better and better as the weeks went on.
Kincha thought about Coll and how he could fly. It didn't look too hard, he thought. He stood in a clearing of a forest, closed his eyes, and tried to force his body up. Nothing worked. He willed his body as hard as he could, but to no avail.
Kincha began trying new things, other than the usual training exercises. He experimented with meditation and applying it to fighting. He learned to control his life force, or his 'ki'. He was able to create small lights in his hand that he used as a light source, and could even cook his food with a concentrated beam.
He focused the energy to pull him up. He gathered it near his feet, and let it lift him into the air like a cloud. He floated around and learned how to move quickly with it. Kick ass, he thought.
He wondered if he could use this energy for destructive purposes. He focused this energy in his fists, and was able to punch faster. He gathered it in his legs, and could run a lot quicker. He got really good, and could chop down a tree with one swipe.
Finally, Kincha wondered if he could physically 'fire' this power. He raised his right hand high above his head, with his left hand in front facing himself. He began to gather energy in his hands, yellow in right, blue in left. He brought his right hand back real fast then downward in a three quarter circle to his left hand, and spread both hands out. He discharged two energy balls; one blue, one yellow. They swirled together and formed a green energy blast.
Kincha totally annihilated a large oak tree. It caught on fire and fell over. Not knowing what to do, Kincha turned away. He grabbed his Walkman and darted off.
After some time running, he stopped. He thought: What am I doing running when I can fly? Kincha leaped off the ground, and floated up above the tree canopies.
"Wow... Now that's a nice view." He looked around, and all he saw were trees. Miles and miles of this forest. Beautiful mountains loomed in the distance. Behind him there was the smoke rising up from that tree he destroyed. "Eh... No biggie."
So then Kincha flew. "I have been out training in this forest for a few months", he realized. "I wonder how all of my friends at sch... Wait, I just remembered I don't have any. Damn." Kincha sighed and continued flying.
BY: VEGETUS
vegetus@cinci.rr.com
www.geocities.com/dbz_final_flash/
Just to start things off, this is my first fanfic and it is loosely based around the sessions and adventures that took place in the DBZ RPG that I run, which uses R.Talsorian's (www.talsorian.com) rules. We've had a a lot of fun doing this, so I've decided to write about it.
The world of Dragon Ball Y (which used to be 'Dragon Ball whY?', because they were always getting into krazy mix-ups and schemes *grin*) is also loosely based around the Dragon Ball world. The Dragon Balls exist and it takes place on Earth with similar geography to that world. Famous martial artists and places exist, but the main characters from DBZ do not exist (For instance, Kamesennin and Karin/Korin tower exist, but Goku & Co. do not). Many things from Dragon Ball happen in DBY, except they are slightly different or have different results.
At the beginning of our story, we have Kincha, mild-manored TV-watcher, and the nefarious Coll, a space-plundering Saiya-jin. They meet many other characters later including: Mist of the Dragon Cult; Sax, the mixed-up Namekian; Blink, the (something); Sami, the pupil of Kamesennin; Talon, the mercenary whose parents died tragically; Gehn, the Saiya-jin Android; and Prena, the only Saiya-jin girl in the series.
I will admit, though, that I'm guessing the beginning isn't quite as interesting as the end. Oh well, at least I get to elaborate:). Anyway, without further ado:
Chapter One -
A New Beginning
Long, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away there was a planet called 'Earth'. It was a mystical land where magical powers and futuristic technology coexisted side by side. It played out in exotic lands, filled with noble warriors, half men/half animals, capsules that reduced volume and weight of an object to nearly nothing, and a kooky, old turtle hermit.
Every three years on the date May 7, a large tournament, known as the 'Tenkaichi Budoukai', is held on a set of islands in the South Sea. People from around the world come to watch and try out, hoping for the slim chance that they'll get in the eight selected.
Kincha was one of these people. He got really interested in martial arts after seeing a bunch of people fight on the television. He practiced day and night, barely any sleep or rest. His parents worried over his new obsession, but let him continue, thinking he might grow out of it. He never did. Kincha just practiced and practiced, until one day after his sixteenth birthday...
Kincha began seeing strange visions in his sleep about fire. He couldn't sleep at all. He shrugged them off, however, and continued his practices.
One night, his parents had to leave to go to the store. Kincha waved goodbye, and as he turned, he saw his father's face ignite in fire. He rubbed his eyes, and looked again. His father was fine. He had a really bad feeling about something. What it was, he couldn't put a finger on it.
Kincha lay down on the floor, and began on his homework for school. His pencil's tip broke off as soon as he started the homework. He then knew something wasn't right.
He threw down his pencil, and busted out of the door. He saw his parents' car driving down the end of the road. Kincha looked up, and saw something plummeting through the sky. The round, gray ball crashed directly into his parents' car, and created a huge crater, dozens of meters wide. It totally demolished the end of the road, and a few surrounding houses.
Filled with rage, Kincha charged at it, oblivious to the danger he faced. He quickly arrived at the hole, and looked down to see a small space pod sitting right on top of his parents' demolished car. A deep rage boiled down inside him. Kincha grit his teeth, and clenched his fists.
A small door opened up from the pod. There was an average-sized, humanoid man dressed in strange clothing, sitting on the single, red seat inside the pod. He stepped out, and stretched. The extraterrestrial had extremely long, spiky, black hair that fell to his knees. He also wore some sort of black armor, with long, yellow thigh and shoulder pads, almost like a football uniform. The alien didn't seem really old, either. He was, at max, sixteen years old as well.
"So... This must be 'Earth'. How nice... Probably could get me a good boost in rank once I sell this baby!" The alien grinned to himself. It looked up, and saw Kincha. "What the... How come you weren't killed by the impact?"
"Grr... You killed... My mother and father! They were just going to the store, and you had to land on them with your goddamn space ship! I... I'LL KILL YOU!" With extreme fury, Kincha leaped down at him, and threw a punch straight at the guy's face.
The alien quickly blocked the punch by grabbing onto Kincha's fist. He yawned slightly and said, "Ugh... This planet is full of so many weaklings. See you later, punk." The alien tightened his grip incredibly on Kincha's fist. Bones began to pop as Kincha yelled out in pain. Finally, the man lifted Kincha into the air, and hurled him out of the crater.
Kincha crashed down on the hard pavement and skinned his elbows badly. He slowly got up. Kincha was not any normal teenager.
The alien suddenly floated up out of the hole. His arms were crossed and he was grinning. How the hell is he doing that, Kincha thought to himself. No matter, even if he can fly, I can still take 'em.
"Wow, I like your persistence. You'd be a great warrior in the Saiyan army... Well, that is, if you were a Saiyan! Haha..." it said to Kincha.
"Saiyan? What the heck is a Saiyan?" Kincha questioned.
"You don't know about the Saiyans?! Geez... This MUST be one rural planet... We Saiyans are of an elite race. We are the most powerful beings in the universe." The Saiyan flexed his muscles. "Anyway, basically we go from world to world, conquer it, and sell it to make a lot of money. Get it?"
"Uhh..."
"Good. Because now, it's time to beat you up." The longhaired alien punches into his other fist.
"One last question... What's your name?" Kincha grinned to himself.
"What?! Why do you want to know my NAME? Ergh... Oh well. Wouldn't hurt, I suppose. The name's Coll. Coll Kenser."
"Okay... Well, I'm outta here! See you later, Coll." Kincha looked to his left, and dashed off the road and into the woods. Coll looked surprised, and took off after him. He stopped soon, and decided it'd be pointless.
Kincha ran as fast as he could, and turned around after about a mile or so. He saw no trace of Coll anywhere. He stopped, and caught his breath, sitting on a rock.
"God... This sucks. Parents dead. Alien attacks Earth. Stuck in damn forest..."
He pulled out the only thing he brought with him... His Walkman. He hit the 'play' button, and began to listen to his favorite song... "Burning Inside" by Static X. Kincha listened to it every day from then on, and practiced with the music playing. Somehow, it seemed to unleash a hidden talent inside of him, and Kincha got extremely better and better as the weeks went on.
Kincha thought about Coll and how he could fly. It didn't look too hard, he thought. He stood in a clearing of a forest, closed his eyes, and tried to force his body up. Nothing worked. He willed his body as hard as he could, but to no avail.
Kincha began trying new things, other than the usual training exercises. He experimented with meditation and applying it to fighting. He learned to control his life force, or his 'ki'. He was able to create small lights in his hand that he used as a light source, and could even cook his food with a concentrated beam.
He focused the energy to pull him up. He gathered it near his feet, and let it lift him into the air like a cloud. He floated around and learned how to move quickly with it. Kick ass, he thought.
He wondered if he could use this energy for destructive purposes. He focused this energy in his fists, and was able to punch faster. He gathered it in his legs, and could run a lot quicker. He got really good, and could chop down a tree with one swipe.
Finally, Kincha wondered if he could physically 'fire' this power. He raised his right hand high above his head, with his left hand in front facing himself. He began to gather energy in his hands, yellow in right, blue in left. He brought his right hand back real fast then downward in a three quarter circle to his left hand, and spread both hands out. He discharged two energy balls; one blue, one yellow. They swirled together and formed a green energy blast.
Kincha totally annihilated a large oak tree. It caught on fire and fell over. Not knowing what to do, Kincha turned away. He grabbed his Walkman and darted off.
After some time running, he stopped. He thought: What am I doing running when I can fly? Kincha leaped off the ground, and floated up above the tree canopies.
"Wow... Now that's a nice view." He looked around, and all he saw were trees. Miles and miles of this forest. Beautiful mountains loomed in the distance. Behind him there was the smoke rising up from that tree he destroyed. "Eh... No biggie."
So then Kincha flew. "I have been out training in this forest for a few months", he realized. "I wonder how all of my friends at sch... Wait, I just remembered I don't have any. Damn." Kincha sighed and continued flying.
BY: VEGETUS
vegetus@cinci.rr.com
www.geocities.com/dbz_final_flash/