The A Fighters
By: Andrea MacFarlane
Email: ama-macfarlane@rogers.com
Disclaimer: All Dragon Ball Z characters and related places and objects are not the property of the author, but the A Fighters and assorted places and objects are. Please do not use without the permission of the author.
Author's Note: Each chapter will have its own rating due to content which may include objectional words or phrases, explicit violence, and sexual practices. If you are not of a mature state please do not read the following fanfic.
ATTN: This is not a Mary-Sue fanfiction, just wait for the fic to progress! ^_^
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 3: Claustrophobia
Akarui tensed up as soon as the crowd pushed in around her. It was her greatest weakness and one of her greatest fears. Unwilled energy gathered in her hands and began to fire off in all directions. There was widespread panic as the people around her ran for their lives.
In a matter of minutes the streets were empty and Akarui had drained a good deal of energy blasting at her fear. Mizu, Hanai and Chikyuu dragged themselves out from behind different shields.
"Akarui? Are you okay? It's over now," Chikyuu explained calmly as she approached her Captain.
Akarui shook her head quickly and smacked away Chikyuu's comforting hand. "Stay away from me. It's not over yet." she ordered with a bit of fear still in her system. Her hands still glowed dimly.
Moving away from her friends, Akarui ran into a nearby establishment trying to escape all the people from surrounding her.
***
The Z Fighters had been discussing the mysterious new quartet when a major power reading buzzed through each of their senses.
"What the hell..." Piccolo muttered before Goku grabbed all of them and ported to the power source. They ended up in what appeared to be an empty marketplace.
"Okay, the weird-o-meter just pushed through the roof of the strange house," Goku stated as he glanced around.
Piccolo grunted and nodded his head towards three figures standing in the middle of the marketplace. "I think they might know something about all of this."
"Where's the fourth? Their leader," Vegeta growled as he scanned the area. "You three take care of them, I'm going for their leader."
Trunks was about to object when his father shot off without so much as a by you leave. "Well, we might as well confront them again."
***
Hanai whirled around when she felt the presences growing closer. The three had known that the others had arrived. They'd chosen not to engage. She'd hoped they had been smart enough to do the same. She hoped the rest of the people on the planet weren't as lacking in intelligence.
Raising her hand towards Piccolo, Chikyuu scowled. "You stay away from us Mr. GreenBean."
Goku stifled laughter when Piccolo glared back at him. "We just want to know why your here."
"We need supplies," Chikyuu replied easily before clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Chikyuu! Shut your trap!" Mizu cried in exasperation. Sometimes she really wondered how Chikyuu survived because she was so boy crazy all the time.
Hanai rolled her eyes and crossed her long arms in front of her. "What do you want from us? There's no reason for you to continue to follow us like this."
Trunks stared at the red skinned woman. "You've gotta be kidding?! Look at the damage all of you just caused!"
***Meanwhile***
Akarui sat in the middle of the store where she'd cleared a good space for herself. She had her head cradled in her hands and was trying to breath steadily in order to calm her nerves.
Without warning two powerful arms wrapped themselves around her from behind, effectively binding her arms to her sides.
"Ha! Gotcha you little wretch. I'll teach you to fire at the Prince of Saiya-jins!"
Akarui's exercises had just had their results thrown out the window. She began to hyperventilate immediately and her hands began to glow furiously as more energy charged up.
"Let go of me right now. You don't know what your doing," she cautioned.
"I know exactly what I'm doing woman. Your the one who..." at that moment Vegeta realized that something was very wrong. He could feel the power build up and he smelt the fear emmanating off of her. The strange thing was, it wasn't fear of him.
"What the hell are you do-"
KABOOM!!!
Outside the store six heads whirled around to find an incinerated building with two figures in the center.
"Akarui!"
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta had released his hold of the Captain and she'd fallen to the ground before scrambling away from him and closing her eyes tightly. She tried breathing slowly again and as her team mates came closer she held up a hand to keep them back. A few moments later she stood again and nodded. She had her fear under control.
"What the hell was that? I don't call that just wanting supplies! I think you just attacked him!" Trunks yelled with uncontained rage.
Mizu walked away from the A Fighters, stood directly in front of Trunks and slapped him.
*THWAK*
"You know nothing of what just happened. She was provoked, it's the only explanation for her expending that much power," Mizu stated with an anger edged voice.
Turning to his father Trunks looked for answer but the Saiyan-jin Prince refused to look at his son.
Piccolo shook his head. Things were getting out of hand and he could here the police sirens approaching.
"It's time to take this elsewhere. I suggest Capsule Corp. as a neutral ground," he suggested before looking to Akarui for confirmation.
Akarui nodded pointedly at Hanai.
Sighing heavily Hanai moved to look at Piccolo. "Agreed."
With that said, all the fighters took flight and headed for Capsule Corp.
***
"Akarui?"
"Yes, Chikyuu?"
"Are you alright?"
Akarui nodded with a slight smile. Chikyuu was always the first to offer comfort. It was one of her endearing qualities.
Hanai flew behind Akarui, she was silent. Most likely contemplating the best strategy to use to get these life forms to give them what they needed.
Recalling what had happened Akarui turned to her right where Mizu was stationed.
"Why did you hit him?"
Mizu had been caught off gaurd by the question and stopped in mid flight. She blinked several times and then frowned as she answered.
"It just felt like the proper response."
"Hey, what's the hold up?" Trunks called back from up ahead where the four Z Fighters had realized they'd lost their "guests".
The A Fighters sighed in unison as they looked at each other and continued on without giving a verbal response.
*End Chapter 3*
By: Andrea MacFarlane
Email: ama-macfarlane@rogers.com
Disclaimer: All Dragon Ball Z characters and related places and objects are not the property of the author, but the A Fighters and assorted places and objects are. Please do not use without the permission of the author.
Author's Note: Each chapter will have its own rating due to content which may include objectional words or phrases, explicit violence, and sexual practices. If you are not of a mature state please do not read the following fanfic.
ATTN: This is not a Mary-Sue fanfiction, just wait for the fic to progress! ^_^
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 3: Claustrophobia
Akarui tensed up as soon as the crowd pushed in around her. It was her greatest weakness and one of her greatest fears. Unwilled energy gathered in her hands and began to fire off in all directions. There was widespread panic as the people around her ran for their lives.
In a matter of minutes the streets were empty and Akarui had drained a good deal of energy blasting at her fear. Mizu, Hanai and Chikyuu dragged themselves out from behind different shields.
"Akarui? Are you okay? It's over now," Chikyuu explained calmly as she approached her Captain.
Akarui shook her head quickly and smacked away Chikyuu's comforting hand. "Stay away from me. It's not over yet." she ordered with a bit of fear still in her system. Her hands still glowed dimly.
Moving away from her friends, Akarui ran into a nearby establishment trying to escape all the people from surrounding her.
***
The Z Fighters had been discussing the mysterious new quartet when a major power reading buzzed through each of their senses.
"What the hell..." Piccolo muttered before Goku grabbed all of them and ported to the power source. They ended up in what appeared to be an empty marketplace.
"Okay, the weird-o-meter just pushed through the roof of the strange house," Goku stated as he glanced around.
Piccolo grunted and nodded his head towards three figures standing in the middle of the marketplace. "I think they might know something about all of this."
"Where's the fourth? Their leader," Vegeta growled as he scanned the area. "You three take care of them, I'm going for their leader."
Trunks was about to object when his father shot off without so much as a by you leave. "Well, we might as well confront them again."
***
Hanai whirled around when she felt the presences growing closer. The three had known that the others had arrived. They'd chosen not to engage. She'd hoped they had been smart enough to do the same. She hoped the rest of the people on the planet weren't as lacking in intelligence.
Raising her hand towards Piccolo, Chikyuu scowled. "You stay away from us Mr. GreenBean."
Goku stifled laughter when Piccolo glared back at him. "We just want to know why your here."
"We need supplies," Chikyuu replied easily before clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Chikyuu! Shut your trap!" Mizu cried in exasperation. Sometimes she really wondered how Chikyuu survived because she was so boy crazy all the time.
Hanai rolled her eyes and crossed her long arms in front of her. "What do you want from us? There's no reason for you to continue to follow us like this."
Trunks stared at the red skinned woman. "You've gotta be kidding?! Look at the damage all of you just caused!"
***Meanwhile***
Akarui sat in the middle of the store where she'd cleared a good space for herself. She had her head cradled in her hands and was trying to breath steadily in order to calm her nerves.
Without warning two powerful arms wrapped themselves around her from behind, effectively binding her arms to her sides.
"Ha! Gotcha you little wretch. I'll teach you to fire at the Prince of Saiya-jins!"
Akarui's exercises had just had their results thrown out the window. She began to hyperventilate immediately and her hands began to glow furiously as more energy charged up.
"Let go of me right now. You don't know what your doing," she cautioned.
"I know exactly what I'm doing woman. Your the one who..." at that moment Vegeta realized that something was very wrong. He could feel the power build up and he smelt the fear emmanating off of her. The strange thing was, it wasn't fear of him.
"What the hell are you do-"
KABOOM!!!
Outside the store six heads whirled around to find an incinerated building with two figures in the center.
"Akarui!"
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta had released his hold of the Captain and she'd fallen to the ground before scrambling away from him and closing her eyes tightly. She tried breathing slowly again and as her team mates came closer she held up a hand to keep them back. A few moments later she stood again and nodded. She had her fear under control.
"What the hell was that? I don't call that just wanting supplies! I think you just attacked him!" Trunks yelled with uncontained rage.
Mizu walked away from the A Fighters, stood directly in front of Trunks and slapped him.
*THWAK*
"You know nothing of what just happened. She was provoked, it's the only explanation for her expending that much power," Mizu stated with an anger edged voice.
Turning to his father Trunks looked for answer but the Saiyan-jin Prince refused to look at his son.
Piccolo shook his head. Things were getting out of hand and he could here the police sirens approaching.
"It's time to take this elsewhere. I suggest Capsule Corp. as a neutral ground," he suggested before looking to Akarui for confirmation.
Akarui nodded pointedly at Hanai.
Sighing heavily Hanai moved to look at Piccolo. "Agreed."
With that said, all the fighters took flight and headed for Capsule Corp.
***
"Akarui?"
"Yes, Chikyuu?"
"Are you alright?"
Akarui nodded with a slight smile. Chikyuu was always the first to offer comfort. It was one of her endearing qualities.
Hanai flew behind Akarui, she was silent. Most likely contemplating the best strategy to use to get these life forms to give them what they needed.
Recalling what had happened Akarui turned to her right where Mizu was stationed.
"Why did you hit him?"
Mizu had been caught off gaurd by the question and stopped in mid flight. She blinked several times and then frowned as she answered.
"It just felt like the proper response."
"Hey, what's the hold up?" Trunks called back from up ahead where the four Z Fighters had realized they'd lost their "guests".
The A Fighters sighed in unison as they looked at each other and continued on without giving a verbal response.
*End Chapter 3*
