Dragonball: Next Generation
Saga 1
End of Life, and Beginning of New
Thoughts of pain and suffering ran through Orion's rather empty mind as he neared the light of the open room. His body showed no sign of slowing or fatigue; pumping his legs to the floor as he kept towards his friends.
Finally he stepped into the light, but was halted by an unexpected hand. Gazing at the palm for a moment he traced up the arm to the face of a warrior. The spiked up black hair and dark eyes distinguished him as a man who Orion knew well. With a gentle heart and a powerful soul he stepped forward to oppose the android.
"Stay back son, We'll handle this from here," Goten said as he stepped into a stance.
Suddenly a blur, flashed past the android, and Falcor disappeared. A lavender haired man stood looking up to the boy he had just saved.
"I had forgotten how big you were." Trunks said with slighty wide eyes.
Falcor stood tall for a second until he slumped forward onto Trunks.
Trunks sturdied himself then motioned for Orion's help.
After glancing to see they had things under control, he reverted his eyes back to the android before him.
"It was a mistake to pick on the next generation." Goten said with a smirk.
"Oh really," the android stated with mock arrogance. "Let's just see your power level," The android murmured as he clicked on the scouter within his head.
The numbers rose fast, and high, until they began to double instead of going up one by one. The wires began to heat up from the sudden exertion of simple electricity. "Oh…shit…" The wires suddenly over heated, frying gears and components. Until finally a climax hit in a wave of electricity, and the android head burst into flying metal!!!
The debris soared past and onto Goten as he blinked slightly. "Wha—" he shook his head in confusion.
Trunks adjusted his glasses as he gazed puzzledly at the mess of android. "It looks like you were too much"
"I—guess—so" Goten said blankly as a bead of sweat ran down the back of his head.
Orion's belt opened and he retrieved the half of a senzu and handed it to Trunks. Trunks tilted the now passed out Falcor's head back and dropped in the bean.
"Falcor, chew it up," He whispered to him. And Falcor slowly began to chew in compliance.
Goten turned to watch as Falcor righted him self in a standing position.
"How's your arm?" Trunks asked.
"Sore, but it doesn't seem to be broken anymore."
Falcor then quickly reviewed what had happened to Trunks and Goten and just as he finished up, a loud familiar voice erupted into the hall.
"Saiyaman!" the voice called out.
Orion looked around swiftly, before he caught Falcor pointing towards his watch.
Acting like he was just playing around, Orion smiled as he lifted his watch before him. Pressing a button on the side he said, "This is Saiyaman."
"Saiyaman, thank god we reached you, this is Bulma."
"Oh, hi Grandma, What's up?" Orion said as a reassuring smile grew upon his dirty face.
"No time for small talk. We've found the final android."
Trunks who had been comforting Destin perked a brow.
"Where is he?" Goten said eagerly.
"Where is he?" Orion repeated into the watch.
"He….he… seems to be heading towards me…"
"Ah, no sweat then, isn't Vegeta there," Orion smiled again.
Goten solemnly shook his head.
"No, he's gone to visit Bra, and you," Bulma said hopelessly.
Trunks stood holding his son, Destin, in his arms. He looked quietly upon him before he said, "I've got to get Destin home, and get a senzu into him."
Goten nodded in understanding, but suddenly Destin spoke up, "No, I must help…defeat the android…"
"Nonsense boy" Trunks said as he began to float. Suddenly Destin broke away from Trunks, and floated beside him, "I'm not a child anymore, so stop treating me like one," Destin now with a speck of ire within him, grabbed Falcor and Orion by the arm. He flared with a white aura then blasted from the museum, dragging the two behind him.
Falcor broke away from him and began to fly by himself while Orion was carried by the angered boy.
"Dude, What are we doing?" Falcor asked as he stayed forward cutting through the summer air.
"We're gonna go beat this guy." Orion said with a smirk, as he knew Destin's intentions.
"But we're not even at 100%! How could we beat these guy!" Falcor said in protest, but still he did not stop.
"We have to prove that we are…the next generation…" Destin said in a low stern tone.
*****
"Well…" Goten said as he looked around aimlessly.
"Shut up, let's go" Trunks said as he flared with Saiyan strength which propelled him into the air.
*****
Bulma watched as the beeping dot, closed in on her. Alarms ran wild saying over and over, "Intruder," The android was already on the ground and was making a bee line towards her. The security cams flashed images of the robot busting down walls on his way to her. Good thing her mother wasn't there, she wouldn't want her hurt too. But bad thing Vegeta wasn't there.
6 fresh black boots clapped down upon the concrete as the white auras disbanded. Now the boys were set to there second mode which consisted of their color gi with the black Saiyan under suit beneath it.
The boys raced immediately down the halls towards the center of the Capsule Corp, where they knew Bulma must be. Falcor adjusted his brown leather gauntlets as he sprinted forward following Destin, who had taken lead.
Thoughts of pure horror flowed through Destin's brain, as at this point he had become a pessimist.
Finally they began to see holes in the walls and followed the path of destruction.
*****
"He's right you know," Goten said as he flew beside Trunks.
"No, he isn't. He's still a child, he just doesn't want to accept it." Trunks said in slight disgust.
"Maybe, you're the one who need to accept that he's not…" Goten said as he glanced over at him.
"Pfft…"
*****
"No, Stay back!" Bulma shouted as she fired off rounds at the automation.
The long black hair trailed behind him and draped before him, as his white eyes reflected upon Bulma.
"You beast!" Bulma bellowed as she charged forward at him. The android grabbed her by her hair, and hoisted her easily into the air. "So you are related to those little pukes who stand against me." He spoke, his words like knives to her ears.
The old woman kicked and screamed as she was being held by the powerfully built machine.
*****
The screams rang down the halls as Orion, Destin, and Falcor neared her. Then suddenly a loud shriek and a thump sounded out.
The boys flared with strength as the rushed forward, until they realized it was now silent.
Tears began to stream down Orion's face as he feared the worst for his Grandma. Running now at the speed of light he slid to a stop at he opened door.
He stared blankly at what he saw. Quickly wiping away his tears, he said, "Umm…."
Falcor said with disgust, "Dude…"
Finally Destin spoke up, "That is the most horrible thing I've ever seen."
They turned slowly and began to walk away, as behind them was Bulma… and Vegeta kissing passionately.
*****
The whole Z family set around a huge table laughing and enjoying the moment as they told there old stories.
Orion, and Destin had been bitched out, but they were alright now. Falcor had something he could make fun of them about, since he was allowed to fight and they STILL were not.
But while they enjoyed their pleasant life there was one boy about their age who had not a pleasant life.
The Planet Diamond… a great and beautiful place, but only to certain people. It was very much racist. The people with colored hair got special treatment, while the people with black or brown were forced to have the hard jobs, and were automatically enrolled as soldiers. But one thing they all had in common… monkey tails… all except one boy, who definitely got the short end of the stick. He was born with brown hair, and no tail… He would've have been killed at birth had his father not been the General of the Diamond Army.
Who is this kid? Why does he hold importance to the Next Generation? And why does the entire diamond race have tails? Are they Saiyans? Or perhaps something else?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON DRAGONBALL: NEXT GENERATION!!!
Saga 1
End of Life, and Beginning of New
Thoughts of pain and suffering ran through Orion's rather empty mind as he neared the light of the open room. His body showed no sign of slowing or fatigue; pumping his legs to the floor as he kept towards his friends.
Finally he stepped into the light, but was halted by an unexpected hand. Gazing at the palm for a moment he traced up the arm to the face of a warrior. The spiked up black hair and dark eyes distinguished him as a man who Orion knew well. With a gentle heart and a powerful soul he stepped forward to oppose the android.
"Stay back son, We'll handle this from here," Goten said as he stepped into a stance.
Suddenly a blur, flashed past the android, and Falcor disappeared. A lavender haired man stood looking up to the boy he had just saved.
"I had forgotten how big you were." Trunks said with slighty wide eyes.
Falcor stood tall for a second until he slumped forward onto Trunks.
Trunks sturdied himself then motioned for Orion's help.
After glancing to see they had things under control, he reverted his eyes back to the android before him.
"It was a mistake to pick on the next generation." Goten said with a smirk.
"Oh really," the android stated with mock arrogance. "Let's just see your power level," The android murmured as he clicked on the scouter within his head.
The numbers rose fast, and high, until they began to double instead of going up one by one. The wires began to heat up from the sudden exertion of simple electricity. "Oh…shit…" The wires suddenly over heated, frying gears and components. Until finally a climax hit in a wave of electricity, and the android head burst into flying metal!!!
The debris soared past and onto Goten as he blinked slightly. "Wha—" he shook his head in confusion.
Trunks adjusted his glasses as he gazed puzzledly at the mess of android. "It looks like you were too much"
"I—guess—so" Goten said blankly as a bead of sweat ran down the back of his head.
Orion's belt opened and he retrieved the half of a senzu and handed it to Trunks. Trunks tilted the now passed out Falcor's head back and dropped in the bean.
"Falcor, chew it up," He whispered to him. And Falcor slowly began to chew in compliance.
Goten turned to watch as Falcor righted him self in a standing position.
"How's your arm?" Trunks asked.
"Sore, but it doesn't seem to be broken anymore."
Falcor then quickly reviewed what had happened to Trunks and Goten and just as he finished up, a loud familiar voice erupted into the hall.
"Saiyaman!" the voice called out.
Orion looked around swiftly, before he caught Falcor pointing towards his watch.
Acting like he was just playing around, Orion smiled as he lifted his watch before him. Pressing a button on the side he said, "This is Saiyaman."
"Saiyaman, thank god we reached you, this is Bulma."
"Oh, hi Grandma, What's up?" Orion said as a reassuring smile grew upon his dirty face.
"No time for small talk. We've found the final android."
Trunks who had been comforting Destin perked a brow.
"Where is he?" Goten said eagerly.
"Where is he?" Orion repeated into the watch.
"He….he… seems to be heading towards me…"
"Ah, no sweat then, isn't Vegeta there," Orion smiled again.
Goten solemnly shook his head.
"No, he's gone to visit Bra, and you," Bulma said hopelessly.
Trunks stood holding his son, Destin, in his arms. He looked quietly upon him before he said, "I've got to get Destin home, and get a senzu into him."
Goten nodded in understanding, but suddenly Destin spoke up, "No, I must help…defeat the android…"
"Nonsense boy" Trunks said as he began to float. Suddenly Destin broke away from Trunks, and floated beside him, "I'm not a child anymore, so stop treating me like one," Destin now with a speck of ire within him, grabbed Falcor and Orion by the arm. He flared with a white aura then blasted from the museum, dragging the two behind him.
Falcor broke away from him and began to fly by himself while Orion was carried by the angered boy.
"Dude, What are we doing?" Falcor asked as he stayed forward cutting through the summer air.
"We're gonna go beat this guy." Orion said with a smirk, as he knew Destin's intentions.
"But we're not even at 100%! How could we beat these guy!" Falcor said in protest, but still he did not stop.
"We have to prove that we are…the next generation…" Destin said in a low stern tone.
*****
"Well…" Goten said as he looked around aimlessly.
"Shut up, let's go" Trunks said as he flared with Saiyan strength which propelled him into the air.
*****
Bulma watched as the beeping dot, closed in on her. Alarms ran wild saying over and over, "Intruder," The android was already on the ground and was making a bee line towards her. The security cams flashed images of the robot busting down walls on his way to her. Good thing her mother wasn't there, she wouldn't want her hurt too. But bad thing Vegeta wasn't there.
6 fresh black boots clapped down upon the concrete as the white auras disbanded. Now the boys were set to there second mode which consisted of their color gi with the black Saiyan under suit beneath it.
The boys raced immediately down the halls towards the center of the Capsule Corp, where they knew Bulma must be. Falcor adjusted his brown leather gauntlets as he sprinted forward following Destin, who had taken lead.
Thoughts of pure horror flowed through Destin's brain, as at this point he had become a pessimist.
Finally they began to see holes in the walls and followed the path of destruction.
*****
"He's right you know," Goten said as he flew beside Trunks.
"No, he isn't. He's still a child, he just doesn't want to accept it." Trunks said in slight disgust.
"Maybe, you're the one who need to accept that he's not…" Goten said as he glanced over at him.
"Pfft…"
*****
"No, Stay back!" Bulma shouted as she fired off rounds at the automation.
The long black hair trailed behind him and draped before him, as his white eyes reflected upon Bulma.
"You beast!" Bulma bellowed as she charged forward at him. The android grabbed her by her hair, and hoisted her easily into the air. "So you are related to those little pukes who stand against me." He spoke, his words like knives to her ears.
The old woman kicked and screamed as she was being held by the powerfully built machine.
*****
The screams rang down the halls as Orion, Destin, and Falcor neared her. Then suddenly a loud shriek and a thump sounded out.
The boys flared with strength as the rushed forward, until they realized it was now silent.
Tears began to stream down Orion's face as he feared the worst for his Grandma. Running now at the speed of light he slid to a stop at he opened door.
He stared blankly at what he saw. Quickly wiping away his tears, he said, "Umm…."
Falcor said with disgust, "Dude…"
Finally Destin spoke up, "That is the most horrible thing I've ever seen."
They turned slowly and began to walk away, as behind them was Bulma… and Vegeta kissing passionately.
*****
The whole Z family set around a huge table laughing and enjoying the moment as they told there old stories.
Orion, and Destin had been bitched out, but they were alright now. Falcor had something he could make fun of them about, since he was allowed to fight and they STILL were not.
But while they enjoyed their pleasant life there was one boy about their age who had not a pleasant life.
The Planet Diamond… a great and beautiful place, but only to certain people. It was very much racist. The people with colored hair got special treatment, while the people with black or brown were forced to have the hard jobs, and were automatically enrolled as soldiers. But one thing they all had in common… monkey tails… all except one boy, who definitely got the short end of the stick. He was born with brown hair, and no tail… He would've have been killed at birth had his father not been the General of the Diamond Army.
Who is this kid? Why does he hold importance to the Next Generation? And why does the entire diamond race have tails? Are they Saiyans? Or perhaps something else?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON DRAGONBALL: NEXT GENERATION!!!
