A Shackled Heart
By: Veggie's Girl :o)
Mmeyersridge@cs.com (if ya
want to email me)
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Ohiyou, minna-sama! This is my new fic, so I hope all u guys
like it! And I also have to apologize,
because the chapters might not come out very often, because I also have to work
on "What the Night Will Bring".
So nay way, enjoy my new fic, and please tell me what u think of this
one, k? Thank you! =o)
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Chapter 1
The six dark spheres were placed on
the wet ground in a rough circle in the middle of a dark and foreboding
forest. Although the wind ripped
through the trees with avengance, the balls moved not an inch. Dark gray clouds roamed across the sky,
threatening to release the forecasted rain, and the wind hurriedly moved them
along with a swift force. With the
small fraction of sunlight left, a shadow was cast over the land by a solitary
figure flying through the stinging air.
The cloak wrapped around the figure whipped in all directions, making
the figure itself almost disappear in wave of dark cloth. Her black eyes glinted with evil ambition,
for in her small yet powerful hands she held the final dragonball.
*At last, it begins again…* she thought to herself, and an
evil grin spread across her warrior's face.
The purple scouter covering her left eye lead her back to the others,
and thus increased her speed with anticipation. She had had some fun getting this last one.
::Flashback::
The orange flames were like fingers
- reaching into every corner and crevice of the palace with their steaming
touch. They wrapped and danced around a
female figure in the dining hall, hovering a foot off the ground with her arms
crossed in front of her chest. A weak
human male cowered in the corner of the room with blood streaming down his
face, his once purple velvet cape was torn and tattered around his frail body,
and his crown had long since fallen off.
It had started out a normal day, when suddenly one simple ki blast took
out half the castle, and one by one his servants and aids were snuffed
out. He had enough sense to grab the
dragonball that had sat in a glass case next to his throne and he ran with it
towards the door. But another ki blast
had caught him in the back, and he had collapsed in the dining hall, managing
to crawl to the corner. The fires were
everywhere, blocking every route of escape.
So with his remaining strength, he clutched the dragonball when the
alien had approached him.
"Give
up the dragonball, human scum. I just
had my boots cleaned, and I don't want to dirty them with your entrails, so
give it up now." the alien snarled at him. Her entire body was wrapped in a blood red aura, as if her soul
showed the blood of her victims. Her
straight ebony hair flowed down her back to the back of her knees, with large
bangs seemingly spearing her face. Her
onyx eyes peered into his own, looking into his soul and burning it. He unconsciously shivered.
"N-no! Never!
Th-the dragonballs are too sacred for one so evil as you to
handle!" he managed to stammer out.
The alien gave him a very queer look, like she was going to sneeze, but
instead she threw back her head and let out an evil, bellowing laugh. The former ruler cringed at this, and he
clutched the dragonball tighter to his breast, his bloody fingers slipping on
the smooth surface of it. His eyes
were wide with fear, and his pupils were dilated almost to the point of
covering all of coloring of his eyes.
While the alien was still laughing at him, he tried to crawl away and he
bolted for the door until a strong hand gripped his upper arm, right above
where it had been broken. The hand
squeezed harder, rubbing the broken shards of his fragile bones again, forcing
the weak human to scream out in pain and he dropped the dragonball.
"Where
do you think you were going? I'm not
finished playing with you yet...." cooed the alien. The hand whipped his small body around to
face her warrior's face. Lifting her
hand from his arm, her pointer finger faintly touching his forehead. His eyes, which were squeezed shut before,
opened wide and tried to look at her finger.
The alien's eyes closed fractionally, and a small, yet almost seductive
smirk crossed her face. Her finger
slowly trailed down his face - over the bridge of his Roman nose, over his
bleeding lips, down his skinny throat, and came to rest in the small of his
collarbone. A shiver shot through his
body at this alien's touch, almost a caress.
"Your sacrifice has been noted, puny
human. What you now give up is for the
good of the universe." Her face
leaned down to his own, sweat starting to bead themselves on his face, from
anticipation, and from the ever closing in flames, her breath gently moving the
hairs on his face. "Give Enma-sama
my regards when you see him." A
bright glow surrounded her finger, and her ki ripped through his body,
immediately frying his chest cavity, and breaking his spine. His lifeless body thumped to the floor, and
the alien stepped carelessly on his body, a sickening crunch sound of breaking
ribs echoed through the hall. Her eyes
gleamed with evilness as she flicked her finger and the dragonball came up to
her eye level, showing her reflection.
Her muscular arm wound around the ball as the other arm rose up and shot
a ki blast through the nearby wall, giving her an exit. The flames had almost totally consumed the
palace, and the second she stepped out of it, it crumbled onto itself, burying
all the corpses lying within.
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"Ah! There they are! At last,
it begins again!" The female
figure slowly flew to the ground, and one foot gently touched the grass, and
the other followed suit. The cloak
settled around the figure, showing a few of the curves of the body it
surrounded. She walked over to the
circle of dragonballs, and she bent over and placed the remaining ball in the
center of it, and stepped back a few paces.
She raised her arms to the heavens, and closed her eyes as she drew in a
deep breath.
"Eternal
Dragon! Appear before me
now!" Even before she finished
these words, a spear of light appeared from them, like an inverted
thunderbolt. The sky above turned black
as tar, as the wind blew even stronger than before. A figure slowly began to
appear from the light - a thin yet long body with clawed feet and a head with
flame red eyes stood before the alien.
A small gasp caught in her throat, just by the immense size of the
dragon.
"What
do you wish of the Dragon?" bellowed the dragon. The female worked up her will to talk to such a powerful being,
and managed to shout up to it -
"Dragon! I wish for the Saiyajin empire to be
restored and a ruler to lead our people!"
After a minute of pondering, the dragon said,
"Part
of your wish cannot be granted!"
The alien gave the dragon a questionable expression - one ebony eyebrow
was raised. "The Saiyajins have
been restored already on this planet!
But a leader will be granted!"
His eyes opened a fraction as red light poured from them, landing in
from of the female. A figure taller
than she appeared in front of her, wrapped still in red light from the dragon's
eyes. A red cape flowed behind the
figure, and a foreign necklace was around his neck. Flame hair was placed on his head, and a permanent scowl was
still on his angular features. The
female had a look of worship dancing in her eyes, as she slowly bent over and
bowed before the tall figure.
"My
king..."
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