Hey ya'll, this is my rewrite of a story I did over a year ago…the story of the Super Human (Super Chikyuu-jin). I plan for this to be a DBZ AU fiction, going all across time. What exciting twists will I make? You'll have to wait and see. Many parts will be in this story, each representing a moment in time. This is part 1, location…Atlantis. PS: Please review!
Earth…or back then, known to its inhabitants and the universe at large as Atlantis. A beautiful, majestic planet home to some of the smartest, most brilliant people in existance. It was the place to be, a place where culture thrived, all on a small continent in the middle of one Earth's oceans. The people from here were known as Atlanteans, beings who were gifted in all aspects. Because of their gifts they thought of themselves as gods, something which no mortal should do. They would learn with blood.
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"Hey, pass the ball!" Yelled one brown-skinned youth. His compatriots knew him as Julian Viilayo Poseidos, or just Julian. He was of medium build, with dark brown hair styled in a crew cut, and deep brown eyes that many a girl had been lost in. Many also knew him as being cocky and arrogant, which led to him not being very popular among other male teenagers.
The red-skinned youth named Prometheus passed him the ball, sailing high into the air. Julian ran after it, not paying attention to where he was going. Just before the ball came down in his hands, he collided with an imposing figure…King Cronos, ruler of Atlantis.
"Watch where you are going, boy," Cronos said as he telepathically yanked the boy up to eye-level with him. "I may not be so forgiving the next time you run into me." Julian nodded frantically in fear, wanting to be released from the hold. "Yes, your Greatness," he muttered. Cronos grunted and dropped the lad, walking away with his contingent of guards.
King Cronos had been ruler of Atlantis for untold centuries, his power unmatched by all, including King Polar. Granted eternal youth by Shenlon, he could not die unless he was killed…and at the present state of things, he wasn't going to die anytime soon.
Walking towards his throne, Cronos smiled as he thought of untold riches from his deal with King Ulare. Even though he hated the conniving Aeesu-jin, he did have tremendous wealth. Brooding silently, a beeping noise was heard, indicating an incoming transmission. Pushing a button on his armrest, the visage of King Ulare appeared.
"So, how has life on that miserable mudball been? The Aeesu-jin tyrant inquired. Cronos sighed. "Boring. Can't wait until the deal is done, and I can leave this shithole." Ulare laughed. Don't worry, soon all the Chikyuu-jin will be exterminated, and the planet mine…"