Hello, this is my first time posting a fan-fic here. I'm kinda confused,
so the chapters might be messed up. Whatever, all will be solved in time.
Anywho, all of the Senshi in this story are Super Sailors, just to clear
that up.
Also, I DON'T OWN DBZ or SAILOR MOON! Blessed is the day that I do, though…
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She was dreaming. Her mother, engulfed in flame. Her brother slumped, his body broken against the wall. And her father, with his proud demeanor vanished from his face, screaming to her, was protecting her as she was pulled backwards into the space capsule. The scenes of violence were being repeated over and over again in a vicious dream cycle that would not cease. Then the capsule hit water.
"Lysha! Kick it open! The door!" Lysha was propelled out of her dreams and into reality. Blue was all around her, the cushion lining the capsule, the water pooling around her heels, the sky outside the pod window. Complying with the voice, Lysha kicked with all of her might against the door. It snapped open and the wild ocean water started to rush in. But the girl was already out and hovering above the capsule before the sea could touch her. The brightness hurt her eyes; this sun was so much stronger than on any other planet she had been on. Her tail twitched in response.
"Are you okay, Lysha?" said a shaky voice from behind the girl. The voice was that of her aunt Isdara. The sight of her aunt, a strong and brave warrior, shaking and quivering in fear, sent chills down Lysha's spine for the first time in her life. For she was the princess of the Saiyans, and although she had seen mighty and terrifying things in her life, she had always had her family around her, ready to help and protect her if needed.
"My family," she whispered as she watched the capsule that she shared with her aunt sink into the sea. Lysha could not cry. She could only hover over the sea and listen to her aunt breathe deep and regain her composure.
"That's enough. We must find land and food. I sent a distress signal to our planet Vegeta a few seconds before we escaped. They will come to this world in a year to retrieve us." Isdara then flew to Lysha, frozen in the air.
"Did you hear me? Let's go!" Isdara tugged at Lysha's arm. The girl angrily shoved her aunt back. Isdara did not punch her niece for disobedience as she might have done at another times, but shock was still occupying the girl's mind. After a few more minutes of staring at the sea, the Saiyans flew off together, away from the morning sun.
Serena was jogging on the boardwalk with Luna close at her heels. Running had never been her thing, but lately it's been a good stress reliever. She was in her last year of junior high school now and with all of the lessons and tests that she was handling, it was good to get out and exercise. 'Plus,' Serena thought, 'Darien could use a running partner who won't pass out after 20 minutes!' She giggled to herself and Luna shook her head.
"Serena, Serena. Will I ever be able to pull you out of your little dream world?" the cat said. Serena laughed louder, her blonde hair rippling in the wind.
"If you tried, I would probably kick you out and never return to reality again!" Serena slackened her pace and looked over the ocean, glittering slightly under the noon sun. She came to a full stop and leaned on the boardwalk rail above the beach. Luna jumped up and onto Serena's shoulder to observe the view. An autumn wind blew in from the sea, refreshing their spirits. Then they heard voices from under the dock.
Lysha was pacing in the dirty sand. She kicked random pieces of trash that had fallen though the boardwalk cracks. Isdara sat on an old piece of driftwood that found its way onshore, sitting like the wise warrior elite she was as the princess yelled and ranted.
"So we are stuck on this stupid, smelly, and pathetic planet for a year! Why couldn't we just crash on their sun and spare the pain! Just give me a noble death now so that I wouldn't have to endure this prison of a planet for a whole year!"
"There is no such thing as a noble death as long as you have a reason to live, Princess Lysha." Isdara solemnly said, although she halfway agreed with Lysha.
"I have no reason to live further. My twin brother is gone. Vegeta would have, and did, give everything for me. He died. Mother and Father died. Every moment I live just packs on more pain than they would ever want me to bear," Lysha kicked a soda can, sending it soaring into the sky where it struck and killed a seagull.
"Lucky bird," the princess muttered. Serena was being overcome with curiosity. Before Luna could even attempt to talk her out of it, Serena pulled her hair back and peeked under the dock to see the women.
A girl, about Serena's age, was standing only a few feet below. The girl was rather short with rich red-black hair that fell a little bit past her shoulders. She was dressed in a dark blue leotard, gray boots and gloves, and a beautiful silver breastplate. And boy, she was ripped! She looked so much stronger than any girl Serena has ever seen. And her face was lined with an anger that actually brought out her beauty further.
Serena turned her glaze to the older woman. She had chestnut brown hair that was in a pixie cut similar to Amy's, only a bit thinner. The woman was much taller and stronger looking than the girl, and she had many scars on her face. She wore a black leotard outfit complete with black gloves and boots and a white breastplate that was rougher and more worn than the girl's. This woman looked like a veteran of many wars.
"Look, you are going to live because I said so. I'm your guardian and I have the final say on everything you decide. We are going to adapt to this society and wait for the rescue ship. If this planet still angers you when we leave, you can destroy it if you wish."
The girl's face tensed once more in a spasm of rage, and then turned around to face the other woman. Serena looked again at the girl and yelped in shock as she saw it, the tail! She immediately slapped at her mouth, but it was too late.
Lysha snapped her head to see where the noise came from. Quicker than lightning she grabbed the eavesdropper and threw her into the dirt. It was a human, a female member of the low-class scum that rules the planet. Lysha spat.
"What did you hear? Tell me or suffer!" she yelled with an authority similar to her father's. The human whimpered something inaudible and pushed herself up from the sand so she could see Lysha clearly. A cat was hissing, trying to protect her master.
"What do you know? Stupid creature!" The princess directed her hand towards the blonde. A gleam of light started to radiate from her palm, growing larger to the size and color of a grapefruit. Lysha let loose the energy, and the human screamed.
Serena cried out, as if her life depended on this one desperate wail. It didn't, because the older woman intervened in time. She slapped the energy towards the sea in time to save Serena and Luna's life. The woman quietly grabbed the girl by the wrist and then, they FLEW out from under the dock and into the sky. Serena and Luna fell backwards, dumbfounded. After their senses returned, they sprinted all the way to Rei's temple, and in a way, Serena finished the noon jog that was so rudely interrupted.
Also, I DON'T OWN DBZ or SAILOR MOON! Blessed is the day that I do, though…
Links
She was dreaming. Her mother, engulfed in flame. Her brother slumped, his body broken against the wall. And her father, with his proud demeanor vanished from his face, screaming to her, was protecting her as she was pulled backwards into the space capsule. The scenes of violence were being repeated over and over again in a vicious dream cycle that would not cease. Then the capsule hit water.
"Lysha! Kick it open! The door!" Lysha was propelled out of her dreams and into reality. Blue was all around her, the cushion lining the capsule, the water pooling around her heels, the sky outside the pod window. Complying with the voice, Lysha kicked with all of her might against the door. It snapped open and the wild ocean water started to rush in. But the girl was already out and hovering above the capsule before the sea could touch her. The brightness hurt her eyes; this sun was so much stronger than on any other planet she had been on. Her tail twitched in response.
"Are you okay, Lysha?" said a shaky voice from behind the girl. The voice was that of her aunt Isdara. The sight of her aunt, a strong and brave warrior, shaking and quivering in fear, sent chills down Lysha's spine for the first time in her life. For she was the princess of the Saiyans, and although she had seen mighty and terrifying things in her life, she had always had her family around her, ready to help and protect her if needed.
"My family," she whispered as she watched the capsule that she shared with her aunt sink into the sea. Lysha could not cry. She could only hover over the sea and listen to her aunt breathe deep and regain her composure.
"That's enough. We must find land and food. I sent a distress signal to our planet Vegeta a few seconds before we escaped. They will come to this world in a year to retrieve us." Isdara then flew to Lysha, frozen in the air.
"Did you hear me? Let's go!" Isdara tugged at Lysha's arm. The girl angrily shoved her aunt back. Isdara did not punch her niece for disobedience as she might have done at another times, but shock was still occupying the girl's mind. After a few more minutes of staring at the sea, the Saiyans flew off together, away from the morning sun.
Serena was jogging on the boardwalk with Luna close at her heels. Running had never been her thing, but lately it's been a good stress reliever. She was in her last year of junior high school now and with all of the lessons and tests that she was handling, it was good to get out and exercise. 'Plus,' Serena thought, 'Darien could use a running partner who won't pass out after 20 minutes!' She giggled to herself and Luna shook her head.
"Serena, Serena. Will I ever be able to pull you out of your little dream world?" the cat said. Serena laughed louder, her blonde hair rippling in the wind.
"If you tried, I would probably kick you out and never return to reality again!" Serena slackened her pace and looked over the ocean, glittering slightly under the noon sun. She came to a full stop and leaned on the boardwalk rail above the beach. Luna jumped up and onto Serena's shoulder to observe the view. An autumn wind blew in from the sea, refreshing their spirits. Then they heard voices from under the dock.
Lysha was pacing in the dirty sand. She kicked random pieces of trash that had fallen though the boardwalk cracks. Isdara sat on an old piece of driftwood that found its way onshore, sitting like the wise warrior elite she was as the princess yelled and ranted.
"So we are stuck on this stupid, smelly, and pathetic planet for a year! Why couldn't we just crash on their sun and spare the pain! Just give me a noble death now so that I wouldn't have to endure this prison of a planet for a whole year!"
"There is no such thing as a noble death as long as you have a reason to live, Princess Lysha." Isdara solemnly said, although she halfway agreed with Lysha.
"I have no reason to live further. My twin brother is gone. Vegeta would have, and did, give everything for me. He died. Mother and Father died. Every moment I live just packs on more pain than they would ever want me to bear," Lysha kicked a soda can, sending it soaring into the sky where it struck and killed a seagull.
"Lucky bird," the princess muttered. Serena was being overcome with curiosity. Before Luna could even attempt to talk her out of it, Serena pulled her hair back and peeked under the dock to see the women.
A girl, about Serena's age, was standing only a few feet below. The girl was rather short with rich red-black hair that fell a little bit past her shoulders. She was dressed in a dark blue leotard, gray boots and gloves, and a beautiful silver breastplate. And boy, she was ripped! She looked so much stronger than any girl Serena has ever seen. And her face was lined with an anger that actually brought out her beauty further.
Serena turned her glaze to the older woman. She had chestnut brown hair that was in a pixie cut similar to Amy's, only a bit thinner. The woman was much taller and stronger looking than the girl, and she had many scars on her face. She wore a black leotard outfit complete with black gloves and boots and a white breastplate that was rougher and more worn than the girl's. This woman looked like a veteran of many wars.
"Look, you are going to live because I said so. I'm your guardian and I have the final say on everything you decide. We are going to adapt to this society and wait for the rescue ship. If this planet still angers you when we leave, you can destroy it if you wish."
The girl's face tensed once more in a spasm of rage, and then turned around to face the other woman. Serena looked again at the girl and yelped in shock as she saw it, the tail! She immediately slapped at her mouth, but it was too late.
Lysha snapped her head to see where the noise came from. Quicker than lightning she grabbed the eavesdropper and threw her into the dirt. It was a human, a female member of the low-class scum that rules the planet. Lysha spat.
"What did you hear? Tell me or suffer!" she yelled with an authority similar to her father's. The human whimpered something inaudible and pushed herself up from the sand so she could see Lysha clearly. A cat was hissing, trying to protect her master.
"What do you know? Stupid creature!" The princess directed her hand towards the blonde. A gleam of light started to radiate from her palm, growing larger to the size and color of a grapefruit. Lysha let loose the energy, and the human screamed.
Serena cried out, as if her life depended on this one desperate wail. It didn't, because the older woman intervened in time. She slapped the energy towards the sea in time to save Serena and Luna's life. The woman quietly grabbed the girl by the wrist and then, they FLEW out from under the dock and into the sky. Serena and Luna fell backwards, dumbfounded. After their senses returned, they sprinted all the way to Rei's temple, and in a way, Serena finished the noon jog that was so rudely interrupted.
