Lost Kin
Prologue
Author- Okami
"We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever the cost, must be attained."
Madame CurieThe warm sun shone brightly down on a small house near the bank of a tiny stream. Butterflies fluttered their beautiful wings, wildflowers bowed in the slight breeze, and the air smelled of spring. Bright green leaves from an old tree fell carefully to the soft ground below.
Inside the tiny house near the tree, a family was preparing for the birthday party of their three-year-old daughter. The mother, with her long black hair tied neatly in a bun, slaved away in the kitchen; trying to make the cake before her husband came in and begged for her to fix a meal for him. After placing the cake in the oven, ChiChi washed her delicate hands. Still drying them, she wandered into the living room where Goku and Tritana were playing.
Tritana's short black hair hung down just above tiny yet broad shoulders and stunning hazel eyes sparkled with pleasure as her young father tried to catch her. For a three-year old, Tritana was surprisingly fast and managed to avoid her father's long muscular arms as he lunged for her. She squealed and ran behind ChiChi who smiled at her family's innocence and childlike ways.
"Why don't you two take a walk while I finish cleaning?" she suggested, winking at her spiky haired husband.
"Yeah!" he chirped, scooping up his daughter. He placed her on his shoulder, and trotted off into the dense forest.
ChiChi shook her head. She had just begun fixing dinner when several cars came barreling down the dirt driveway. Out of the cars poured Bulma, Yamcha, Puar, Tien, and Choutsu. Krillien could not come since he was stuck keeping Master Roshi out of trouble, mainly with the ladies. They all walked right into the house as if they lived there since they'd been there so many times before. ChiChi immediately set them to work setting up the decorations for Tritana's surprise party.
The girl knew it was her birthday but had no idea that everyone would be there to celebrate it with her. In only thirty minutes the house was prepared for the arrival of the birthday girl. As if on cue, Goku emerged from the woods baring his pride and joy. Tritana dangled from one of his bulky arms and smiled, glee written all over her youthful face.
As the two walked through the door, everyone burst out yelling, "Happy Birthday!" Tritana was so surprised she almost screamed but calmed down once her father embraced the strangers. After formally meeting everyone, dinner was served. ChiChi made sure there was enough food for everyone to eat their fill, including Goku. After about four servings, everyone was stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey and ready to give Tritana her gifts.
Yamcha and Puar gave her a little cat key chain to put on her book bag when she started school. Bulma gave her a Capsule Corps baseball cap, but of course it was way too big for her tiny head. Chaozu gave her a sample of his latest recipe and she received a green sweatband from Tien. Of course ChiChi would never allow her to train, but it was the only thing he could think of. Goku saved his gift for last. He handed his precious daughter a small box lovingly wrapped in rice paper. Careful so as not to ripe the delicate paper, Tritana slowly revealed a silver cross with an emerald embedded in the center. It was small enough for her to wear but large enough so it would not get lost easily. Her hazel eyes widened and the little girl squealed with glee as she wrapped her tiny arms around her fathers' neck.
The cake was cut, served and eaten in a matter of minutes. The house emptied quickly when ChiChi began yelling at them to clean the dishes. The gang sat on the bank of the tiny stream, soaking up the peacefulness. Almost instantly, an evil presence was emanating from directly behind them. Quickly, the guys took up their defensive stances and prepared to face this evil. What they did not expect was to see a dark skinned man wearing some sort of strange armor; his features and face exactly resembled that of Goku. The replica smirked at the surprised expressions that spread across everyone's face.
"Who are you?" Tien demanded. The man smirked deeper and took a step towards them.
"That is none of your concern," the man sneered. Turning his dark eyes on Goku he added, "Kakarrot it is time to come with me."
Goku looked around him, trying to find this Kakarrot person. When he only saw his friends, the man pointed to himself.
"Me?" he asked curiously.
"Yes, you. Now, come on I don't have all day," the dark skinned man said, stretching his hand out in a welcoming gesture.
"You have got to be kidding," Tien snorted.
"Really, I mean who do you think you are?" Yamcha snickered.
"I am Turles, one of few remaining Saiyans that survived our planets destruction. Now," turning his attention back to Goku, "let's go Kakarrot."
"Yeah, right."
"I am losing my patience with you you low class warrior. Are you coming along peacefully or will I have to…?" his mirror demanded, clenching his fists tightly. No one seemed to notice as Turles' threat faded as he spotted a tiny black haired child with a monkey-like tail cringing behind her father.
Goku resumed his fighting stance, a bright blue aura radiating from his being. He fixed his ice-cold stare on Turles, thinking the latter was looking at him. To his surprise, Turles wasn't looking at him, but behind him. Another smirk spread across Turles' darkened face as he disappeared from sight.
Since all the Z fighters were able to sense ki they were able to detect where Turles had gone. Whirling around, Goku saw his mirror image standing only a few feet from him, holding his only child by the back of her shirt collar.
Tritana cringed, tears streaming down her frightened face, as Turles looked at her. He grinned evilly as the petrified child gazed at him with tear filled eyes. Even though she was crying, the girl's hazel eyes were hard as stone, a much-needed quality for the life she would lead.
"I will take one Saiyan back with me. Whether it be you or her I really do not care," the replica stated, his grin deepening with every word.
"Daddy," the little half-breed whimpered. She pulled from under her shirt the cross Goku had given her only moments ago. The emerald reflected the bright aura that radiated from Turles' body. The mirror image of Goku crouched slightly then shot into the air towards a strange circular craft, which had not been there before. The two disappeared into the Saiyan space pod and, before anyone could even react, the pod was launched into space.
"TRITANA!!!" Goku's voice could be heard crying from the ground below. He watched helplessly as his only child disappeared from sight.
***Authors Note***
I just wanted to make it clear that I do not own DBZ. I do however own Tritana, Anon, Obsidian and Draco so please do not take them without my permission. Also, if you have questions or comments feel free to e-mail me at animewolf5@yahoo.com. Be warned that flames will be read and sometimes responded to but most will be incinerated.
