I don't need a real intro since I'm just really putting this as a continuation of the last chapter, but oh well. And in case you were wondering, I only have a disclaimer on the first page. If it's at the beginning, I don't need more, right?
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Chapter 12
"Well, uh..." I looked at my dad.
"Goku and I are Saiyans," Vegeta answered, "Angel, Trunks, Gohan, and Goten are half Saiyans."
"What's a Saiyan?" Videl asked, "And why is Mr. Piccolo's skin green?"
"To put it bluntly, we're from another planet," Goku answered instead, "Piccolo is from Namek. Vegeta and I are from Vegeta-sei. Vegeta was the Prince of Saiyans. Or I should say still is the Prince of Saiyans." Hercule blinked at us. Videl said, "I shouldn't be surprised."
"We're ready for you," the announcer stuck his head into the room.
"This is where we change destinies," Hercule said firmly, "Let's go."
I smiled up at him. "We'll protect you." He smiled weakly at me.
The announcer handed Hercule the microphone.
"Hello, all," he began softly, "Do we have a camera anywhere here? Even one that was destroyed?"
"Here's one!" a television crew member shouted. He raced to the stadium, camera in hand.
"We've got plenty of tape, but our camera broke all of the sudden."
"I can fix it," I told him, "Hand it here." He did as I told him, unsure. I focused my skills at healing the broken parts that Piccolo had undone. It was only a single wire that he had undone, one that none of the crews would think had caused them breaking.
"There," I said, "It's fixed."
"I want you to video tape this entire speech," Hercule said, "It a long one, so I hope you have as much tape as you said you do."
"Yes, Mr. Hercule," he said and raced back to his truck. He brought back with him several blank tapes, a stand, and a few dozen microphones.
"Seven years ago," Hercule began, "A monster by the name of Cell appeared on the World News, telling that in nine 24 hour periods, he'd hold a tournament much like the one we're having here today. But that one was for the fate of the world." He took a deep breath before continuing.
"I went there to fight him," He said, "And two of my students as well. All three of us were defeated." He took another deep breath before continuing on, "Then the camera that was there disappeared or broke, but by some unknown reason, the transmission was cut off. I am here today to tell the truth." He took a deep, deep breath and slowly let it out, "I am not the one who defeated Cell." Many cries among the audience members could be heard. "Please, settle down, let me finish." The crowd quieted. "Many of you saw a young boy, probably only about 11 or 12. A young friend of his told me about him. Told me to tell the truth. And both are here today with their family and close friends, most of which are here today."
"My name is Son Gohan," he said into the microphone Hercule handed him, "And I am the one who defeated Cell. But not without the help of my friends. My family. This is Trunks. His future self came back in time and gave my father, Son Goku," he placed his hands on Goku's shoulders, "Medicine that would soon cure a heart virus. My father and Mr. Piccolo," He placed his other hand on Piccolo's shoulder, "Trained me each day over the course of three years. Mirai Trunks warned us of two androids, stronger than us, that would soon plague our world as they did his. Number 18 here was one of those androids," He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Krillin, Yamcha, who are sitting up in the stands, and Tien, who knows where he is now, trained as well, but didn't get far enough to help too well. But they, and Piccolo, distracted Cell long enough that my Kamehameha Wave could overwhelm him, with the telepathic support of my father. Vegeta here is something else. He struggled a long time to achieve Super Saiyan, and then Super Saiyan Level 2, but was still in my shadow. But he is stronger here today, people. As is his daughter, the one who told us all that the world needed to know the truth. Angel..."
"Hi," I waved nervously, "I'm Angel. I don't really know what to say, I haven't done much at all..."
"Nonsense," Vegeta stepped in and took a microphone, "Angel is the daughter of my best friend, who died long ago. But his daughter is now my daughter under adoption, and I can say that I have great pride in her. She has created who I am today, she has helped both Trunks and Goten become stronger than they could have ever been by now, and she has allowed the window of truth to open."
"She is a blessing," Gohan added, "To us all. She is stronger than each and every one of us could have ever hoped to become."
"She is my big sister," Trunks added into Gohan's microphone. Following Trunks' example, Goten levitated up and spoke as well.
"She is my best friend."
"She is my daughter."
"She is stronger than any of us standing here, though she is but a child," Krillin said as he spoke, "And she is the greatest fighter I have ever met."
"She is the youngest to reach Super Saiyan Level 2," Goku added, "Why don't you show them what we mean by Super Saiyan Level 2, Angel?"
"Gladly," I grinned as I shook the ground around me. The others had to step back a little to not be blown away by my power.
"Super Saiyan Level Two," I said into my mike as it was handed to me, "What do you all think?" I grinned as I was given a standing ovation.
Suddenly, I was grabbed. I struggled against my holders arms, but soon found myself stock still. I saw through my eyes, Spopovitch and Yamu. I screamed as I was stabbed in the side by a white thing that I couldn't see properly because my vision was blurry.
Shouts were heard.
"You must stay back!" I heard a voice.
"But they're killing her!" protested a voice.
"It is not her life they want, it is only her energy."
"Angel!" I heard my father yell.
"Stay back!" Piccolo's voice shouted, "That's the Supreme Kai!"
"What does he want with Angel?! Why are they hurting her?" Trunks asked. Soon, I could hear no more.
They watched as Angel sank from level 2 to level 1 and then her energy level dropped to about 3.
The duo quickly flew off.
"What happens now?" Goku asked Shin solemnly.
"I'll follow them," he answered, "Kibito will revive Angel, so no worries there. If you want to know what is going on, follow me."
Shin took off.
"What should we do?" Krillin asked.
"We follow him," Goku answered simply, "You coming, Gohan?"
"Yeah," Gohan answered, "Stay here, Videl. You aren't much help, you know that."
"I know," Videl said grimly, "I'll stay here with the others. Go. Go and be a hero again, Gohan."
"Yeah!" He nodded and took to the air. He waved at Videl. Goku and Goten followed quickly. Piccolo and Krillin followed as well, but 18 stayed behind.
"We'll stay behind with Angel!" Trunks shouted.
"Yeah, we'll catch up with this Kibito character!" Vegeta shouted as well.
Kibito knelt over Angel's pale body and reconstructed her energy cells. Soon, I sat up and flexed my muscles.
"Sorry, people," I said into the mike, "I guess this is hero time again for the Z fighters." I turned to Kibito, Trunks, and Vegeta, "Let's go." They nodded and we took to the air.
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I think this was the last one fully ready, but I'll double-check. If not, the next time I load 13 will be here, and quite possibly the rest of the story in general. Reason I'm doing this is because I have a kind of epilogue story that'll introduce a Sequel. If you want a sequel, just tell me! Review, please!
Angel of the Dragon
P.S. These were loaded the 30th of November.
