Author's
note: Okay people, this is a T/M, A/U fic. So to all you people who don't like Marron
or T/M then DON'T READ! The prologue isn't that good because I wrote it in a
hurry but Chapter 1 will be better okay? I got the idea for this story at
history class, all that talk about wars and battles is really messing me up.
Well, I guess I should really shut up and let you read huh? Okay, oh and one
more thing, DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! Thanks. ~nightgale
Disclaimer:
I don't own Dragonball Z or any of the characters in it. Akira Toriyama does. I'm
not trying to make any money off this story either so please don't sue.
Prologue:
"Open the
damn door!" A rough voice yelled from outside.
Marron put
down her doll and glanced at her mother who was sitting at a corner, sewing.
"Mama,
there's somebody at the door."
#18 looked
up. "Don't worry about him Marron, keep playing with your doll."
"But,"
"No buts.
Just do as you are told."
Marron
hesitated for a minute then picked up her doll again. Just when she was about
to go back to her game of 'house', the voice at the door started yelling again.
"Open up!
Or else I'll break this door down!"
Marron felt
scared. "Mama," she started to whimper. "He is going to break the door down!"
"If he
does," Her mother replied. "Then I'll kill him just like the way he had killed
your father!" She glared at the door. "Go ahead and break the door down! I dare
you!" she yelled.
A powerful blast cut through the door and
headed straight for Marron. #18 dropped her sewing and dashed towards her
daughter. She grabbed Marron just before the blast could harm her and pulled
her out of the way.
Even though
Marron was safe, the blast still did a lot of damage. Marron and her mother
stared open-mouthed at the big hole the power blast had left behind on the wall
of their little cottage.
"Ha, ha,
ha!" A big bald man laughed as he stepped through the hole on the door. "Hello
#18, it's been a long time since I saw you. How are things going?"
"Shut up
Nappa," Marron saw her mother turning red with anger. "Cut the sweet talk and
tell me what the hell are you doing here!"
"Well,"
Nappa smirked. "The King ordered me to come here and ask you about your tax."
He glanced at her. "It was due a week ago you know."
"Then go
back and tell the King that I don't have any money for him! Tell him to fuck
off and bug somebody else!" #18 shouted.
Nappa
smirked. "I'm sure the King wouldn't like to hear that," he looked down and
noticed Marron for the first time. "Hello little girl, what's your name?"
#18 put a
defensive arm around her daughter. "Get away from her!"
"You know
#18, you should have been a Saiyan." Nappa mused. "In some ways, you are more
Saiyan than any of the Saiyan women. Too bad that you are just a weak human
being."
"Don't you
ever compare me to you ugly monkeys!" #18 said through clenched teeth. "You
Saiyans came and took over Earth, then you shipped all of us humans to this
shitty planet! You threw my husband in prison just because he made a remark about
how great life on Earth was before you people came, and you tortured him until
he died! Now you force us to pay all these heavy taxes! Where do we get the
money?" her voice cracked.
Nappa
ignored her and reached down to pat Marron's head. "How old are you?"
"Four,"
Marron whispered and held onto her mother's skirt tightly. "Mama…"
"You look
exactly like your mother," Nappa looked from Marron to #18. "That same
disgusting blond hair and same blue eyes." He looked thoughtful. "You know,
I'll make a deal with you."
"Get out of
here Nappa," #18 growled. "I don't make deals with monkeys."
"If you
would give me her," Nappa gestured towards Marron. "Then I'll leave."
"What? No!
Never!"
"I'm afraid
that I'll have to insist," A power blast formed in his hand. "She will make an
excellent slave for the young prince."
#18 gazed
down at her daughter who was still holding tightly on her skirt and back at the
big ugly man. "No," she whispered. "No way, not in a million years, you
can't have her." She stared Nappa straight in the eye. Then quick as a flash,
she grabbed Marron by the shoulders and flanged her through the hole on the
door.
"Nice
move," Nappa sneered. "But I'll still get her."
"No you won't,"
#18 shook her head.
"Ouch,"
Marron cried out in pain as she landed in a patch of grass about 50 feet away
from her cottage. Why did Mama do this? She wondered as she sat up and
rubbed her sore arm. Why did she throw me out of the house?
BANG! All
of a sudden, an explosion filled the air. Marron looked back and gasped. There
was a big black hole on the ground where her little cottage used to be.
"Mama," She
cried and started running as fast as she could towards the hole. She looked
around frantically, trying to find her mother. "Mama!"
Her mother
was nowhere in sight, nor is that big bald man, Nappa.
Suddenly,
she realized why her mother had thrown her outside. She self-destructed,
Marron thought. Papa taught Mama how to self-destruct when the Saiyans first
arrived on Earth. He said it's something to use in emergencies because it
creates a huge explosion. I didn't understand what he meant by that then but
now I do. Mama wanted to save me from that big bald man so she self-destructed
to kill him.
Marron
slumped onto the cold hard ground and tears streamed down her chubby cheeks. Now
what should I do? I thought no matter what, I'll always have Mama but now she
left me too. Where can I go? How can I live?
A memory
floated into her mind. She recalled the day when they have been told that Papa
was died. Her mother had cried, but she soon pulled herself together and
started cooking dinner. Marron remembered her mother saying to her, "Marron no
matter what happens, you must keep fighting to the very end. It's a lesson I
learned from those monkeys. You must not give up, ever, even when all hope seem
to die out."
You must
not give up, ever.
Her mother's words were stuck in Marron's head. You must not give up, ever.
Marron wiped her tears away and stood up. I will not be a weakling and give
up. I will be brave, like Mama.
She started
walking away from the big black hole. She was not sure where she's going or how
she is going to survive but she did know one thing, she wasn't going last very
long if she stayed by that hole.
"I will not
give up, Mama." She said loudly to the blue sky above her as she walked. "I
will keep fighting and I'm not stopping until I had killed every single monkey
on this entire planet! I will avenge your death and Papa's. I promise!"
