Authors Note: My story might not make sence...but...hey...I happen to favour writing it! ^.^ Enjoy, laugh, cry, get angry or mad...even interested. I have 2 more chapters after this already done!
Prologue:
King Vegeta snarled at the couple. How dare they keep such a special strength a secret? The brown-haired couple both shivered in the presence to their king, unaware of their punishment. The woman held a day old baby, secured tightly in her embracing arms. The kind crossed his arms, and thought like usual. Finally, after about 20 minutes he spoke,
"Your child must be taken away from you, as we do when we get planets ready for sail." he smirked, watching the father's face flash furiously. The woman placed a hand on the man's shoulder, and re-assured him. The small blue-eyed baby seemed to know the situation, and began to fuss and whine.
"Hush, Child," the woman said, cradling her child. The king snapped his fingers, and two soldiers came to the couple, and one grasped the baby, who only screamed out and hit their stomachs. They held on tight, and exited the King's throne room, leaving the mother weeping into her husband's soldier.
~1 year later~
The roads were particularly clear, and the tall grieving woman could think noting of her child's blue, dead face. She held a napkin to her face, dabbing her tear stained cheeks. All of a sudden her heart leapt, a babe was in the middle of the street. She immediately stopped the car, and it came screeching to a stop in front of the child, who was cheerful and laughing. She got out of the car, walked around to the front, and carefully picked up the light weighted baby.
"Sweet one, where'd you come form?" she cooed gently. The baby's face yawned, and she laid her head onto the woman's chest, fast asleep. She sighed, her husband had been away on a business trip, and hadn't been aware of the child since 9 months before. He had no idea that the original child had died, so this baby may be able to fool him. She continued down the road of and parked her deep green van in the driveway. She walked up the pathway to her cozy house, and went inside to her parents, who had presents.
"We didn't know if it was a boy or girl, so we got two outfits!" the old woman smiled.
"Hush, she's asleep.," the young woman said, as the baby stirred.
"Oh... she's such a wonder." The old man remarked quietly.
"Yes, what are you naming her?" The old lady asked.
"Okugi."
Chapter 1: A Child, so soon?
~11 years later~
Okugi starred at the stern faces of her 'parents', her face pained and frustrated. "Mommy! I…no…you can't make me go!" she said in an exasperated tone. Her foster mother crossed her arms.
"No! You're father knows the truth-"
"Okugi, you're power is dangerous to the entire world, let alone our family." A tall man said from behind. He pushed the woman out of the way and slammed the door. Okugi felt a piercing chill run throughout her body, and she fought to hold back the tears. She wondered what she could do? Find her old parents perhaps? She began off down the road, reminding herself of how she came to be on the streets.
~Flashback~
Okugi's body went limp as a blue aura began to flutter harmlessly around her. It lashed out without her control, and smashed part of her bed. Okugi's body began to move without her, and her eyes glowed red. 'Power… earth… destruction' someone whispered in her voice. She only regained control when her Mother caught her in the action…and her father.
~End Flashback~
That's basically where she was now. Thrown out because of a thing she didn't do herself… she sighed and continued poking a small pebble down the road.
"Hi there!" Okugi's head bolted up to find a young man, with lavender colored hair. He was waving and smiling at the messy brown-haired girl. Okugi stared down at the dirt road and went bright red.
"Trust me to do such a stupid thing as to walk in, and blush," she murmured.
"Huh?" he asked.
"Nothing…. I've just had the worst day of my life." She said, not noticing that she'd been rude.
"Well, what happened?" he asked.
"It's a long story. Trust me." She said, not wanting to stay much longer.
"I got time, would you like to come in?" he asked kindly. Okugi tilted her head sideways. Why was he being so kind to a total stranger? Well…there wasn't anything else for her to do.
"I…well maybe for a little while." She replied after about a minute. He smiled and opened the front gate to lead the 12 year old in. She walked in delighted; everything looked so high tech. "You live here?" she exclaimed.
"Of course I do. Now, come on into the living room." He said. Okugi quietly followed him and sat down onto the couch. He didn't sit down, he walked into the kitchen for about five minutes and came out with two soda cans, and a bag of cheese puffs. He tossed one to her, and sat down one the couch. "Now I'm ready for a story." He said cheerfully.
"Well… it all started about 3 hours ago," she began. "I had just got home from doing absolutely nothing but play on the monkey bars. I was dead tiered, so I went to my room to take a nap." She paused to take a sip of orange soda, and went on. "That's when it happened. For a minute I felt like I wad dieing, and then I felt my body give way. The funny thing was, I didn't fall. I heard voices in my head, and I felt some strange power… something I've never felt before. Someone inside me lifted my hand, and I felt power surge out of it, and destroy some of my bed. My mother showed up, and suddenly I had control again." She said, the young man was sitting there, staring.
"Your Mom? Keep going." He urged her on.
"She had seen my bed being snapped in two, and quickly took action: she told my father the truth she'd been keeping from him. I was a foster child, taking the place of her own dead son. My father took action. He… threw me out of the house for good. He said I was a danger to his family," she said sadly.
"Oh…. No worries, Err, what's your name?" he asked.
"Okugi," she said. "Yours?"
"Trunks," he said. Just then a door slammed, and heavy footsteps could be heard approaching the room Okugi and Trunks were in.
"TRUNKS!" bellowed a figure in the doorway. "You SAID YOU WOULD RAKE THE-" said the figure, stopping short to peek at the young girl. "Okay, what's she doing in here?" asked Bulma.
"Sorry Mom. I kind of got tied up, I'll finish raking straight away." He said, approaching the door.
"Wait, that's ok. I'll just have your father, where ever he is, do it later." She said, now cheerful. Okugi got up, and bowed to Bulma.
"Sorry, I was invited-"
"Its quite alright, dear," she said, ruffling the girl's short brown hair. Just then, yet another door was slammed. This time, the voice was male.
"Darn it, Woman! I said I needed clean clothes. Finally I find some, but I had to risk-" the man stopped short noticing the kid. His face turned red, "WHAT IS SHE DOING IN HERE!" he screamed. Bulma slapped Vegeta across the face.
"She's a guest. Besides, if you would have just brang you're clothes down in the first place, you wouldn't have been here." Vegeta was stunned, but he listened.
"Hold on Mom, Dad, Okugi here told me an incredible story." Trunks said, grasping Bulma's shoulder.
"Okay, son." Bulma said, taking a seat. She pulled stubborn Vegeta down as well. Okugi, confused for a moment, began to tell her story. When she finished, Vegeta was speechless. Bulma was not. She grabbed Okugi's wrist and tugged her out to the lab. Dr. Briefs was doing his usual study of a weed, to see if he could make a superb weed killer. "Would you get a sample of her blood?" she said, walking past to sit comfortably at her computer. Dr. Briefs smiled, and walked over the counter, and readied a needle. Then he approached Okugi and took hold of her arm.
"Okay, relax. This won't hert a bit." He said, as the needle slowly pierced into her flesh. In a moment it was filled with a tiny bit of red blood. He pulled it out, and walked over to the counter again. "So Bulma, what do you need the blood sample for?" he asked.
"A story she's told us, its mysterious. If I'm right, she'll know where she came from." She said, getting up to examine the blood sample. "AH HAH!"
She exclaimed. I only need one more piece of evidence to prove my theory, she said. "Can you get my son, and Vegeta?" she said quickly. Dr. Briefs nodded, and left to fill the orders.
"What are yah going to do?" Okugi said, baffled by such a sudden change in Bulma.
"I'm going to find out where your power came from." She said. "You may play on that computer, over there" she said, indicating a large one in the back, with many buttons. Okugi did as she was told and began 'playing' on the computer. When Trunks and Vegeta came in, they wanted to know immediately what Bulma's theory was. Bulma wouldn't say… but she neede their blood samples as well.
"Okay. I can't believe it, but she is. Come, look Vegeta." She said, as she finished examining the samples. She pointed to Trunk's, Vegeta's, and Okugi's. Vegeta gasped, and turned to stare at the bewildered young girl. For a moment he said nothing.. but then he blerted out:
"She's a Saiya-jen? But girls were never sent to earth. They weren't supposed to learn to use Ki powers."