Hello, it's me again. I didn't drop off the face of the planet as some believe, but I've just been too busy to write. I've got a good idea for a story though. It's B/V (of course) and is totally A/U. In this story Zarbon is REALLY strong, but not stronger than Frieza. The first chapter doesn't have Vejita in it, but he's coming, don't worry. Please read this and give me your honest opinion. I really would appreciate it. Oh, almost forgot, DBZ doesn't belong to me. (big surprise there)
Rise Above
Chapter One
By: Miayu
Zarbon surveyed the area pensively. 'So this is the earth... What a waste of space.' Master Frieza had the planet purged for no obvious reason as far as Zarbon was concerned. When the order went out two weeks ago to have the planet ready for sell in a month, Zarbon begrudgingly went about with the task of planet annihilation. It was not as if he minded killing the inhabitants of the earth, hell, he thought that was the fun part. It was just that since he had been promoted to be Frieza's right-hand man, he viewed manual labor being below him. After all, that's what saiyans were for.
Frieza's favorite plaything, the mighty Prince Vejita, was off purging a planet in the Zolkar system and wouldn't make it back in time for the order to go through. Frieza then commanded Zarbon to eradicate the humans from the planet and sell it to the highest bidder.
Zarbon was over confident about his earlier success to say the least. 'I almost chipped a nail beating those pathetic excuses for warriors into the ground.' He was surprised when he discovered that a welcoming committee of fighters showed up for his arrival. They had obviously sensed his presence when entering the earth's atmosphere. On each warrior's face, determination and grim resolve seemed to be set in stone.
Zarbon soon wiped that look off their faces. He made quick work of the three-eyed man and his little clown/mime sidekick, then turning to a man with scars on his face and pummeling him unmercifully into the ground. Next on the list came a small boy named Go-something or other and his equally small bald companion. They didn't last long. This seemed to greatly upset the green warrior Zarbon identified as a namekian and also upset a man that seemed to show many characteristics of a saiyan. Despite the pair's obvious rage, Zarbon had killed the namekian in one blow and began to take on the saiyan. The green-skinned alien actually had to power up to his berserk from in order to gain the upper hand. Once Zarbon reached that pinnacle of power that he was very rarely forced to use, the young man didn't stand a chance in hell. Which a quick blow to the stomach and a roundhouse kick to shatter his vertebrae, the young saiyan's life was snuffed out like a candle.
This confused Zarbon to no end. The only saiyans left were Vejita, Radditz, and Nappa, right? This man was obviously a saiyan though. On closer inspection of the corpse Zarbon found the man's tail spot. "Bizarre..."
Unbeknownst to Zarbon, a figure which held virtually no fighting ki at all was crouched behind a nearby boulder, watching as whole horrific scene was unfolded before her. Tears splashed down her face at the loss of her most beloved friends, and her childhood lover, Yamucha. 'It was going to be a reunion, we...we were finally going to get to see the whole gang together again. This isn't happening... I must be dreaming. This can't be real!' Bulma's fists were closed so tightly in fear and anger that a trickle of blood slowly formed in her palm and dripped to the ground.
' Maybe I should just run out there and make a mad dash for safety.' Bulma thought. 'That freak's sure to find me and kill me anyway. Might as well do it on my terms."
Slowly Bulma rose from her hiding place and surveyed the area while the alien was looking elsewhere. For once Bulma was almost glad for her nonexistent ki level. She saw her hover-jet was about two hundred meters away, but running out there would make about a much sense as sleeping on a railroad track and hoping the train won't hit you. 'Oh well, at least if I make I can perhaps warn the rest of the world, though I can't see what go it'll do.' The woman cautiously took a step away from the boulder preparing to break off in a dead run.
'Now that Piccolo's dead I can't even pray to Kami for help.' Bulma mused sarcastically. Without another though Bulma began to run as fast as she could for her hover-jet. ' Please! Please! I can make it, I can make it.' She ran faster.
But not fast enough. Zarbon landed in front of her forcing her to practically slam into him as she screeched to a halt. 'Kami, he's fast.' Bulma muttered a few choice words under her breath, as she looked into a face that now held her life in his clawed hand. Instead of seeing rage or anger, she saw something that terrified her even more. He was smiling.
"Well, well, well. And what do we have here? Lost pretty girl?" Zarbon teased as he grabbed her arm. "I guess you've come to fight me now too, heh?" The alien was taken back by the young woman's stunning features and really couldn't believe his luck. He felt like having some fun, and this creature would do perfectly.
"Let go of me you bastard! If you even touch me, so help me God, I'll..." Bulma was cut off by a rough shake from Zarbon. "You'll what? A female as beautiful as yourself would certainly be put to waste if I just blew you into oblivion. While I'm on this dirtball of a planet I might as well have a little fun, right?"
It was slowly dawning on Bulma exactly what Zarbon was saying. "Oh no, please... don't." He tightened his grip on her arm to painful pressure. "I'm tired of talking. Let's go somewhere more comfortable... shall we?" The blue haired women began to trash around violently, hoping to find some means of escape, but to no avail. Zarbon slapped her in the face to make her stop, and Bulma felt as though very bone in her face was broken.
"You will do as I say little one... I'm your master now." Bulma's eyes began to well up with tears and she knew trying to escape would be futile.
"Please! No! Nooooooooo!"
Well, the first chapter didn't have any B/V in it, but it will, trust me. This is a B/V fic after all. If I get at least two reviews I'll continue. I know it really sucks right now, but it'll get better. Don't worry, it's not going to be all angst either. I've got lots of great ideas, so don't let the first chapter's shortcoming make you stop reading this. I'd really appreciate reviews. Thank you.
Miayu
Rise Above
Chapter One
By: Miayu
Zarbon surveyed the area pensively. 'So this is the earth... What a waste of space.' Master Frieza had the planet purged for no obvious reason as far as Zarbon was concerned. When the order went out two weeks ago to have the planet ready for sell in a month, Zarbon begrudgingly went about with the task of planet annihilation. It was not as if he minded killing the inhabitants of the earth, hell, he thought that was the fun part. It was just that since he had been promoted to be Frieza's right-hand man, he viewed manual labor being below him. After all, that's what saiyans were for.
Frieza's favorite plaything, the mighty Prince Vejita, was off purging a planet in the Zolkar system and wouldn't make it back in time for the order to go through. Frieza then commanded Zarbon to eradicate the humans from the planet and sell it to the highest bidder.
Zarbon was over confident about his earlier success to say the least. 'I almost chipped a nail beating those pathetic excuses for warriors into the ground.' He was surprised when he discovered that a welcoming committee of fighters showed up for his arrival. They had obviously sensed his presence when entering the earth's atmosphere. On each warrior's face, determination and grim resolve seemed to be set in stone.
Zarbon soon wiped that look off their faces. He made quick work of the three-eyed man and his little clown/mime sidekick, then turning to a man with scars on his face and pummeling him unmercifully into the ground. Next on the list came a small boy named Go-something or other and his equally small bald companion. They didn't last long. This seemed to greatly upset the green warrior Zarbon identified as a namekian and also upset a man that seemed to show many characteristics of a saiyan. Despite the pair's obvious rage, Zarbon had killed the namekian in one blow and began to take on the saiyan. The green-skinned alien actually had to power up to his berserk from in order to gain the upper hand. Once Zarbon reached that pinnacle of power that he was very rarely forced to use, the young man didn't stand a chance in hell. Which a quick blow to the stomach and a roundhouse kick to shatter his vertebrae, the young saiyan's life was snuffed out like a candle.
This confused Zarbon to no end. The only saiyans left were Vejita, Radditz, and Nappa, right? This man was obviously a saiyan though. On closer inspection of the corpse Zarbon found the man's tail spot. "Bizarre..."
Unbeknownst to Zarbon, a figure which held virtually no fighting ki at all was crouched behind a nearby boulder, watching as whole horrific scene was unfolded before her. Tears splashed down her face at the loss of her most beloved friends, and her childhood lover, Yamucha. 'It was going to be a reunion, we...we were finally going to get to see the whole gang together again. This isn't happening... I must be dreaming. This can't be real!' Bulma's fists were closed so tightly in fear and anger that a trickle of blood slowly formed in her palm and dripped to the ground.
' Maybe I should just run out there and make a mad dash for safety.' Bulma thought. 'That freak's sure to find me and kill me anyway. Might as well do it on my terms."
Slowly Bulma rose from her hiding place and surveyed the area while the alien was looking elsewhere. For once Bulma was almost glad for her nonexistent ki level. She saw her hover-jet was about two hundred meters away, but running out there would make about a much sense as sleeping on a railroad track and hoping the train won't hit you. 'Oh well, at least if I make I can perhaps warn the rest of the world, though I can't see what go it'll do.' The woman cautiously took a step away from the boulder preparing to break off in a dead run.
'Now that Piccolo's dead I can't even pray to Kami for help.' Bulma mused sarcastically. Without another though Bulma began to run as fast as she could for her hover-jet. ' Please! Please! I can make it, I can make it.' She ran faster.
But not fast enough. Zarbon landed in front of her forcing her to practically slam into him as she screeched to a halt. 'Kami, he's fast.' Bulma muttered a few choice words under her breath, as she looked into a face that now held her life in his clawed hand. Instead of seeing rage or anger, she saw something that terrified her even more. He was smiling.
"Well, well, well. And what do we have here? Lost pretty girl?" Zarbon teased as he grabbed her arm. "I guess you've come to fight me now too, heh?" The alien was taken back by the young woman's stunning features and really couldn't believe his luck. He felt like having some fun, and this creature would do perfectly.
"Let go of me you bastard! If you even touch me, so help me God, I'll..." Bulma was cut off by a rough shake from Zarbon. "You'll what? A female as beautiful as yourself would certainly be put to waste if I just blew you into oblivion. While I'm on this dirtball of a planet I might as well have a little fun, right?"
It was slowly dawning on Bulma exactly what Zarbon was saying. "Oh no, please... don't." He tightened his grip on her arm to painful pressure. "I'm tired of talking. Let's go somewhere more comfortable... shall we?" The blue haired women began to trash around violently, hoping to find some means of escape, but to no avail. Zarbon slapped her in the face to make her stop, and Bulma felt as though very bone in her face was broken.
"You will do as I say little one... I'm your master now." Bulma's eyes began to well up with tears and she knew trying to escape would be futile.
"Please! No! Nooooooooo!"
Well, the first chapter didn't have any B/V in it, but it will, trust me. This is a B/V fic after all. If I get at least two reviews I'll continue. I know it really sucks right now, but it'll get better. Don't worry, it's not going to be all angst either. I've got lots of great ideas, so don't let the first chapter's shortcoming make you stop reading this. I'd really appreciate reviews. Thank you.
Miayu
