TITLE: Kidnapped Flower
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or Ronin Warriors.
NOTES: The combination of ~~ with words between the tildes shows the words of a spirit.
Chapter 6
The samurai warriors could only gape at the speed displayed by the training Z senshi. They kept vanishing from sight at a high rate of frequency. That was sheer speed at its best. Yet, how could they be so fast? Sure, they knew the hand was quicker than the eye, but the body being quicker than the eye was new to them. This was what legends were made of, happening right in front of them. The old stories were true; stories that their parents had told them as fables.
Sage sat quietly, meditating. Within his mind's eye, he could see many paths before them. What was at the end of them was beyond his sight, yet he could feel that some had an end they wouldn't like as it would be their deaths. Wisdom. Armour of Halo. Armour of Light. Guide me to the true way to access our powers, increase our ability. One seemed to glow brighter than the others.
~Sage of Halo.~ An ancient, wise voice came from the distance. It offered peace and assistance with those simple words.
Ancient?
~Yes, listen to me. As the children of the spirit train, so must you.~
Nani!?
~They push themselves to the limit, and occasionally beyond. Not only that, but they spar with frequency. Train your bodies as they do.~ His instruction fell to Sage to complete. He had to tell the others that they would have to push themselves harder.
"Um, Chikyuu to Sage. Come in Sage." Kento called. Now what was it? Shouldn't he know better than that?
Sage's blue eyes slid open. "Kento, were you ever told that interrupting someone when they were mediating was a bad idea?" he demanded. The Ronin of Light stood up to get a better view of the sparring Z senshi. Piccolo stopped sharply, almost as though he'd nearly been hit. According to his internal clock they had used up all the time in their turn.
"We should let them use the arena now." the Namek declared. They vacated the area to let in the samurai. Anemone did her cool down stretches before turning back to the others. Her view was filled with the skills of the humans that didn't use their ki. Each punch and kick held a practiced ease, almost as though it were second nature to them. Even with their weapons they practiced, so that they would not be caught unaware of attack. Yet upon the Lookout, they felt no threat of the Dynasty.
Wow. They are impressive. Such skill isn't developed overnight. The movements these warriors pulled spoke of the armours' elements. She observed how they pushed their bodies harder than they'd fought before. Somehow, they knew what could lay ahead and knew that they had better be prepared. Had they been warned by someone?
What's going on? We've never trained so hard before. Cyae thought as he continued his work out. I can feel the force of water in me, running through me. His fist would have shattered any opponent's bone, that was how hard he punched. His gaze shifted over to his friends, and saw the same changes in them.
By the time dinner was ready, they were done with the day's training. Anemone stared at Kento as he wolfed down his food. "Kento, from what I've been told about Goku's appetite, you're eating like he would." The Ronin of Hard Rock stopped in surprise. Why did she compare him with the champion of the previous Tenkaichi Budokai?
Krillin laughed. "His manners are similar, but he'd never eat as much." Gohan's laughter joined in agreement. He'd never come close to his father's appetite. After all, his father was a full-blooded saiya-jin.
Kento looked from one laughing senshi to another. What was it about his appetite that reminded them of him? "Hey, that's rude!" Hard Rock cried. The rest of them burst out laughing as well, causing him to blush furiously. This is worse than when Yulie thought I would eat the furniture.
~*~
The young amazon sat quietly near the edge of the Lookout. She was curled up as she gazed over the world. A gentle hand came to rest on her shoulder. "Anemone, what's wrong?" Mia inquired. Her tone was gentle; she was there for the young amazon as a mother would have been. A mother was something she hadn't known until she came to Chikyuu. Only then did she see what mothers were like.
She turned to her, with tears in her eyes. "I feel like I've caused all this trouble. It was my power that he took to do this." Guilt filled her tone, her powers were potent for a saiya-jin who was so young. She knew nothing of her parents; nor what had been told to her mother on her first mission. From what she'd heard from Vegeta, she knew that there were other saiya-jins scattered throughout the galaxy. But that didn't deal with the problem she'd caused.
"Look at me. You didn't cause any of it. If you hadn't been here, he may have taken Gohan, or another friend of yours." The woman gently urged her back into the building. She turned and looked back out over the land spread below them.
"You have a kind heart, Mia." Kami approached her. "Anemone has not had a mother since the day she was born. On that day, Vejitasei was destroyed, and her parents with it. The only family she has left is her cousin. And he is not...shall we say...a very friendly person."
Her expression became very surprised. "She is such a sweet child. I honestly don't see why her homeworld was destroyed. Was it hit by an asteroid or something?"
A laugh sounded from behind her, prompting Mia turn. Gohan stood there, in his blue, white and red gi. "That's what Frieza would have you believe." He glanced at Kami, who gave a slight nod. "I don't know much about Vejitasei, but what I know, I will tell you. It was a huge planet, with ten times the gravity of this one. Vegeta said it was as red as a blood ruby. There were two suns, and it was inhabited by a very powerful race. This race was known as saiya-jin. The saiya-jins had taken their planet from a race called the Tuffles, by a very unusual ability. They could transform by the light of a full moon into what they call oozaru. But that required a tail."
He drew a breath, ready to tell her what had happened. "Frieza was an ice-jin tyrant who ran a planet piracy business. He employed the saiya-jins to 'purge' planets for him. Once he heard about their lower class soldiers having powers on par with his elite, he grew afraid. My paternal grandfather, Bardock, was the only one to survive the attack on his team and after that he...changed. He knew, from what had happened to him on an earlier mission, that Frieza feared the rising of another Super Saiya-jin, the Legendary of the people. Bardock tried to warn the others to mount a defense, but they didn't quite believe him. Those who did sent infants and young children away from the planet before Frieza blew it up and killed all but five adults."
"How terrible! He killed an entire race because of fear?!"
Another voice sounded from the shadows. "Mia, that was the game he played." Anemone stepped back into the light. "Two of the adults that survived live still. One is my cousin, the prince of our people, Vegeta. The other is his father, Son Goku." Then her gaze became hard. "The majority of those who died that day were those who became as he was, for they had wiped out many peoples on their purging missions. All saiya-jins have a lust for fighting, its just that some contained it better than others. My mother was the sister of the king, making me a princess as well as her. Yet, as you have seen, I don't act it. All that Vejitasei was is now gone. I never knew anything of it, as I was sent away the day I was born and raised on Namek. And I tell you this: Frieza..." She trailed off, casting out her ki sense. "May still be alive and would not be one for those with little ki to attack. He and his kind can survive in the vacuum of space, and have destroyed entire planets."
Her eyes grew distant with memory. "When Goku transformed into a super saiya-jin, due to the anger he felt at murder, he had more power than Frieza's final stage. So, in a desperate attempt to win the battle, he disintegrated Namek's core. It exploded five minutes afterwards, but all the Nameks had been transported here by Porunga, the Dragon of Namek. If that tyrant still lives, he will come."
The amazon vanished back into the building. Her entire demeanor was still one of despair. Something drastic had to happen to snap her out of her depression. Her powers were needed against the darkness that was trying to take their realm.
Then, they noticed Piccolo following her.
His hand to rest on her shoulder. Nail's voice came from him. "Anemone, this isn't you. You were trained in the Old Ways of my people. It wasn't your fault that you were taken. If you must blame someone, blame the one that kidnapped you. Be grateful that you were able to get away from them before they could take all that they needed to bring their power back up to full."
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or Ronin Warriors.
NOTES: The combination of ~~ with words between the tildes shows the words of a spirit.
Chapter 6
The samurai warriors could only gape at the speed displayed by the training Z senshi. They kept vanishing from sight at a high rate of frequency. That was sheer speed at its best. Yet, how could they be so fast? Sure, they knew the hand was quicker than the eye, but the body being quicker than the eye was new to them. This was what legends were made of, happening right in front of them. The old stories were true; stories that their parents had told them as fables.
Sage sat quietly, meditating. Within his mind's eye, he could see many paths before them. What was at the end of them was beyond his sight, yet he could feel that some had an end they wouldn't like as it would be their deaths. Wisdom. Armour of Halo. Armour of Light. Guide me to the true way to access our powers, increase our ability. One seemed to glow brighter than the others.
~Sage of Halo.~ An ancient, wise voice came from the distance. It offered peace and assistance with those simple words.
Ancient?
~Yes, listen to me. As the children of the spirit train, so must you.~
Nani!?
~They push themselves to the limit, and occasionally beyond. Not only that, but they spar with frequency. Train your bodies as they do.~ His instruction fell to Sage to complete. He had to tell the others that they would have to push themselves harder.
"Um, Chikyuu to Sage. Come in Sage." Kento called. Now what was it? Shouldn't he know better than that?
Sage's blue eyes slid open. "Kento, were you ever told that interrupting someone when they were mediating was a bad idea?" he demanded. The Ronin of Light stood up to get a better view of the sparring Z senshi. Piccolo stopped sharply, almost as though he'd nearly been hit. According to his internal clock they had used up all the time in their turn.
"We should let them use the arena now." the Namek declared. They vacated the area to let in the samurai. Anemone did her cool down stretches before turning back to the others. Her view was filled with the skills of the humans that didn't use their ki. Each punch and kick held a practiced ease, almost as though it were second nature to them. Even with their weapons they practiced, so that they would not be caught unaware of attack. Yet upon the Lookout, they felt no threat of the Dynasty.
Wow. They are impressive. Such skill isn't developed overnight. The movements these warriors pulled spoke of the armours' elements. She observed how they pushed their bodies harder than they'd fought before. Somehow, they knew what could lay ahead and knew that they had better be prepared. Had they been warned by someone?
What's going on? We've never trained so hard before. Cyae thought as he continued his work out. I can feel the force of water in me, running through me. His fist would have shattered any opponent's bone, that was how hard he punched. His gaze shifted over to his friends, and saw the same changes in them.
By the time dinner was ready, they were done with the day's training. Anemone stared at Kento as he wolfed down his food. "Kento, from what I've been told about Goku's appetite, you're eating like he would." The Ronin of Hard Rock stopped in surprise. Why did she compare him with the champion of the previous Tenkaichi Budokai?
Krillin laughed. "His manners are similar, but he'd never eat as much." Gohan's laughter joined in agreement. He'd never come close to his father's appetite. After all, his father was a full-blooded saiya-jin.
Kento looked from one laughing senshi to another. What was it about his appetite that reminded them of him? "Hey, that's rude!" Hard Rock cried. The rest of them burst out laughing as well, causing him to blush furiously. This is worse than when Yulie thought I would eat the furniture.
~*~
The young amazon sat quietly near the edge of the Lookout. She was curled up as she gazed over the world. A gentle hand came to rest on her shoulder. "Anemone, what's wrong?" Mia inquired. Her tone was gentle; she was there for the young amazon as a mother would have been. A mother was something she hadn't known until she came to Chikyuu. Only then did she see what mothers were like.
She turned to her, with tears in her eyes. "I feel like I've caused all this trouble. It was my power that he took to do this." Guilt filled her tone, her powers were potent for a saiya-jin who was so young. She knew nothing of her parents; nor what had been told to her mother on her first mission. From what she'd heard from Vegeta, she knew that there were other saiya-jins scattered throughout the galaxy. But that didn't deal with the problem she'd caused.
"Look at me. You didn't cause any of it. If you hadn't been here, he may have taken Gohan, or another friend of yours." The woman gently urged her back into the building. She turned and looked back out over the land spread below them.
"You have a kind heart, Mia." Kami approached her. "Anemone has not had a mother since the day she was born. On that day, Vejitasei was destroyed, and her parents with it. The only family she has left is her cousin. And he is not...shall we say...a very friendly person."
Her expression became very surprised. "She is such a sweet child. I honestly don't see why her homeworld was destroyed. Was it hit by an asteroid or something?"
A laugh sounded from behind her, prompting Mia turn. Gohan stood there, in his blue, white and red gi. "That's what Frieza would have you believe." He glanced at Kami, who gave a slight nod. "I don't know much about Vejitasei, but what I know, I will tell you. It was a huge planet, with ten times the gravity of this one. Vegeta said it was as red as a blood ruby. There were two suns, and it was inhabited by a very powerful race. This race was known as saiya-jin. The saiya-jins had taken their planet from a race called the Tuffles, by a very unusual ability. They could transform by the light of a full moon into what they call oozaru. But that required a tail."
He drew a breath, ready to tell her what had happened. "Frieza was an ice-jin tyrant who ran a planet piracy business. He employed the saiya-jins to 'purge' planets for him. Once he heard about their lower class soldiers having powers on par with his elite, he grew afraid. My paternal grandfather, Bardock, was the only one to survive the attack on his team and after that he...changed. He knew, from what had happened to him on an earlier mission, that Frieza feared the rising of another Super Saiya-jin, the Legendary of the people. Bardock tried to warn the others to mount a defense, but they didn't quite believe him. Those who did sent infants and young children away from the planet before Frieza blew it up and killed all but five adults."
"How terrible! He killed an entire race because of fear?!"
Another voice sounded from the shadows. "Mia, that was the game he played." Anemone stepped back into the light. "Two of the adults that survived live still. One is my cousin, the prince of our people, Vegeta. The other is his father, Son Goku." Then her gaze became hard. "The majority of those who died that day were those who became as he was, for they had wiped out many peoples on their purging missions. All saiya-jins have a lust for fighting, its just that some contained it better than others. My mother was the sister of the king, making me a princess as well as her. Yet, as you have seen, I don't act it. All that Vejitasei was is now gone. I never knew anything of it, as I was sent away the day I was born and raised on Namek. And I tell you this: Frieza..." She trailed off, casting out her ki sense. "May still be alive and would not be one for those with little ki to attack. He and his kind can survive in the vacuum of space, and have destroyed entire planets."
Her eyes grew distant with memory. "When Goku transformed into a super saiya-jin, due to the anger he felt at murder, he had more power than Frieza's final stage. So, in a desperate attempt to win the battle, he disintegrated Namek's core. It exploded five minutes afterwards, but all the Nameks had been transported here by Porunga, the Dragon of Namek. If that tyrant still lives, he will come."
The amazon vanished back into the building. Her entire demeanor was still one of despair. Something drastic had to happen to snap her out of her depression. Her powers were needed against the darkness that was trying to take their realm.
Then, they noticed Piccolo following her.
His hand to rest on her shoulder. Nail's voice came from him. "Anemone, this isn't you. You were trained in the Old Ways of my people. It wasn't your fault that you were taken. If you must blame someone, blame the one that kidnapped you. Be grateful that you were able to get away from them before they could take all that they needed to bring their power back up to full."
