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Author's Notes: No reviews yet? Oh well.
'...'=thinking
"..."=speaking
|...|=telepathic speaking (more noticeable than :blahblah:)
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Series: Legend of the Seven Swords
Saga: ???[1]
Chapter: 1
Episode: 1
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Six months passed...
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Sadness radiated from a small house, located in a clearing deep inside a secluded forest. The eldest son from this house, only twelve years old, left to train in an ancient art. His mother, furious at her husband for allowing him to leave, cried every night.
'Why Goku? Why did you let him go like that?' she asked herself every night. However, it never helped. Even after giving birth to a healthy son a month after Gohan's departure, his mother had not gotten over her grief.
Meanwhile, Goku was alone in a mountain range. Although he appeared calm, no one could fathom the chaos going through his head.
'It...is for the best, right? I mean, Gohan is getting the chance to train under one of the strongest warriors in the galaxy. GOKU! What are you thinking? You didn't even say a proper good-bye...You should not have let him go! I should have at least asked him what he wanted...' Goku looked up at the sky, his fists clenched at his sides. He screamed. A golden aura swallowed the area, bathing it in a bright light. The entire mountain range began to shake, and several mountains began to collapse. The aura retreated to a position engulfing Goku. Fire burned in his teal eyes. Furious bolts of lighting surrounded him. The anger and sadness within Goku erupted, bringing him to a completely new level of power...the Super Saiya-jin beyond the Super Saiya-jin.
---
Within his gravity chamber, the Saiya-jin prince felt Goku's newfound power.
'Damn him! Again, he has surpassed me! This is madness! First, his half- bred son surpasses me, and now him! The stupidity of it all! DAMN IT! I will NOT allow myself to be outdone by a third-class warrior!' he screamed in his mind. The prince of all Saiya-jins walked to the gravity machine.
"700 times Earth's gravity should suffice," he muttered. After adjusting the gravity, he quickly ascended to a Super Saiya-jin. Vegeta unleashed the Renzakou kikou ha, sending scores of energy blasts all over the gravity chamber. He then raised his hands, and the energy blasts turned and began heading towards him. Taking his hands, Vegeta began swatting the balls of energy away from him, as if he were swatting flies. Explosions rocked the chamber When the last energy ball exploded, Vegeta dropped on the ground and placed his right hand behind his back. Using his left pinky, he began the process of doing one hundred thousand push-ups.
"Kakarot...I will surpass you in the end! Then you will bow down to me, just as you SHOULD!" the warrior screamed.
---
High above the clouds, in a position looking over the earth, God stood. The young Namek took a glance over the earth, shaking his head. The splendid view from Sky Palace usually allowed him to empty his mind, but nothing could get him off the thoughts of his friend. Mr. Popo walked passed, looking at God.
'Poor Dende...it must be very hard for him to watch over the earth in a state of helplessness. There is nothing he can do to bring Gohan back. Unless...' thought Mr. Popo.
"Dende! I have an idea!" Dende turned around to look at his companion.
"Yes Mr. Popo, what is it?" asked the Namek. Mr. Popo smiled.
"Why don't we use the dragonballs to communicate with Gohan? I am sure Shenron would grant this wish." Dende's face lifted.
"Mr. Popo, a genius idea! Could you please gather the dragonballs?" Dende asked.
"Why of course." With that, Mr. Popo took off on his flying carpet. Dende once again shifted his gaze to the earth.
'Piccolo said he wanted to do some solitary meditation in the Room of Spirit and Time, but it has been longer than a day. I should check up on him,' thought the God of Earth.
---
Inside the Room of Spirit and time, a room in which time goes by slowly...a Namek dressed in a white cape and a turban sat. If one did not know who he was, one would think him dead. With his legs crossed, floating mere inches off the ground, the being sat in complete silence. His breathing barely recognizable, the Namek was in a state of complete meditation. At times, his face would harden, then loosen up.
'Gohan...'
Piccolo opened his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the clock.
'It appears it has been longer than a day...perhaps I should leave now. I have meditated for over a year but my abilities are still lacking,' thought the Namek. He sat back down. His eyes closed once again.
'No...I must continue my training.'
Unbeknownst to the Namek, he was being watched. His abilities would soon be put to the test...
---
Dende stepped towards the lone building located on Sky Palace. He had only taken a few steps when he felt something. A cold shiver raced down his spine, and his green face became lighter. His eyes widened in surprised.
'Could it be...?'
As the Namek began to turn around, he froze. It felt so familiar...yet so distant. It couldn't be...could it? The Namek took a deep breath. He turned around...
---
All across the globe, the greatest fighters sensed it. Goku returned to his standard form, and flew off towards Sky Palace.
Vegeta ended his training hour earlier than usual. Turning the gravity machine off, he ran outside, and also flew towards Sky Palace.
Krillin snapped out of his sleep. Without saying a word, he too began his flight...
Unfortunately, they were all too late.
---
Mr. Popo flew on his carpet, heading for the clouds above. The seven dragonballs floated around him. Suddenly, the life radiated from the dragonballs mysteriously stopped. The lifeless orbs began their decent to the ground...
"No...No! It can't be!" he shouted in horror.
---
Dende's eyes held terror in them. His torn robes were scattered to the four winds. The sound of a falling staff echoed throughout the palace. The last thing the Namek heard, before he began his eternal rest, was cold, merciless laughter.
"It's good to see you too, old friend."
~~~~~~~~~~ [1]: I don't want to spoil the surprise! I shall reveal the saga name in two more chapters!
Who could this new warrior be? Find out on the next chapter!
Review please!
Author's Notes: I know this chapter was somewhat slow, just like the previous two, and is also on the short side. However, the next chapter will be much longer and will contain some action!
Author's Notes: No reviews yet? Oh well.
'...'=thinking
"..."=speaking
|...|=telepathic speaking (more noticeable than :blahblah:)
~~~~~~~~~~
Series: Legend of the Seven Swords
Saga: ???[1]
Chapter: 1
Episode: 1
~~~~~~~~~~
Six months passed...
---
Sadness radiated from a small house, located in a clearing deep inside a secluded forest. The eldest son from this house, only twelve years old, left to train in an ancient art. His mother, furious at her husband for allowing him to leave, cried every night.
'Why Goku? Why did you let him go like that?' she asked herself every night. However, it never helped. Even after giving birth to a healthy son a month after Gohan's departure, his mother had not gotten over her grief.
Meanwhile, Goku was alone in a mountain range. Although he appeared calm, no one could fathom the chaos going through his head.
'It...is for the best, right? I mean, Gohan is getting the chance to train under one of the strongest warriors in the galaxy. GOKU! What are you thinking? You didn't even say a proper good-bye...You should not have let him go! I should have at least asked him what he wanted...' Goku looked up at the sky, his fists clenched at his sides. He screamed. A golden aura swallowed the area, bathing it in a bright light. The entire mountain range began to shake, and several mountains began to collapse. The aura retreated to a position engulfing Goku. Fire burned in his teal eyes. Furious bolts of lighting surrounded him. The anger and sadness within Goku erupted, bringing him to a completely new level of power...the Super Saiya-jin beyond the Super Saiya-jin.
---
Within his gravity chamber, the Saiya-jin prince felt Goku's newfound power.
'Damn him! Again, he has surpassed me! This is madness! First, his half- bred son surpasses me, and now him! The stupidity of it all! DAMN IT! I will NOT allow myself to be outdone by a third-class warrior!' he screamed in his mind. The prince of all Saiya-jins walked to the gravity machine.
"700 times Earth's gravity should suffice," he muttered. After adjusting the gravity, he quickly ascended to a Super Saiya-jin. Vegeta unleashed the Renzakou kikou ha, sending scores of energy blasts all over the gravity chamber. He then raised his hands, and the energy blasts turned and began heading towards him. Taking his hands, Vegeta began swatting the balls of energy away from him, as if he were swatting flies. Explosions rocked the chamber When the last energy ball exploded, Vegeta dropped on the ground and placed his right hand behind his back. Using his left pinky, he began the process of doing one hundred thousand push-ups.
"Kakarot...I will surpass you in the end! Then you will bow down to me, just as you SHOULD!" the warrior screamed.
---
High above the clouds, in a position looking over the earth, God stood. The young Namek took a glance over the earth, shaking his head. The splendid view from Sky Palace usually allowed him to empty his mind, but nothing could get him off the thoughts of his friend. Mr. Popo walked passed, looking at God.
'Poor Dende...it must be very hard for him to watch over the earth in a state of helplessness. There is nothing he can do to bring Gohan back. Unless...' thought Mr. Popo.
"Dende! I have an idea!" Dende turned around to look at his companion.
"Yes Mr. Popo, what is it?" asked the Namek. Mr. Popo smiled.
"Why don't we use the dragonballs to communicate with Gohan? I am sure Shenron would grant this wish." Dende's face lifted.
"Mr. Popo, a genius idea! Could you please gather the dragonballs?" Dende asked.
"Why of course." With that, Mr. Popo took off on his flying carpet. Dende once again shifted his gaze to the earth.
'Piccolo said he wanted to do some solitary meditation in the Room of Spirit and Time, but it has been longer than a day. I should check up on him,' thought the God of Earth.
---
Inside the Room of Spirit and time, a room in which time goes by slowly...a Namek dressed in a white cape and a turban sat. If one did not know who he was, one would think him dead. With his legs crossed, floating mere inches off the ground, the being sat in complete silence. His breathing barely recognizable, the Namek was in a state of complete meditation. At times, his face would harden, then loosen up.
'Gohan...'
Piccolo opened his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the clock.
'It appears it has been longer than a day...perhaps I should leave now. I have meditated for over a year but my abilities are still lacking,' thought the Namek. He sat back down. His eyes closed once again.
'No...I must continue my training.'
Unbeknownst to the Namek, he was being watched. His abilities would soon be put to the test...
---
Dende stepped towards the lone building located on Sky Palace. He had only taken a few steps when he felt something. A cold shiver raced down his spine, and his green face became lighter. His eyes widened in surprised.
'Could it be...?'
As the Namek began to turn around, he froze. It felt so familiar...yet so distant. It couldn't be...could it? The Namek took a deep breath. He turned around...
---
All across the globe, the greatest fighters sensed it. Goku returned to his standard form, and flew off towards Sky Palace.
Vegeta ended his training hour earlier than usual. Turning the gravity machine off, he ran outside, and also flew towards Sky Palace.
Krillin snapped out of his sleep. Without saying a word, he too began his flight...
Unfortunately, they were all too late.
---
Mr. Popo flew on his carpet, heading for the clouds above. The seven dragonballs floated around him. Suddenly, the life radiated from the dragonballs mysteriously stopped. The lifeless orbs began their decent to the ground...
"No...No! It can't be!" he shouted in horror.
---
Dende's eyes held terror in them. His torn robes were scattered to the four winds. The sound of a falling staff echoed throughout the palace. The last thing the Namek heard, before he began his eternal rest, was cold, merciless laughter.
"It's good to see you too, old friend."
~~~~~~~~~~ [1]: I don't want to spoil the surprise! I shall reveal the saga name in two more chapters!
Who could this new warrior be? Find out on the next chapter!
Review please!
Author's Notes: I know this chapter was somewhat slow, just like the previous two, and is also on the short side. However, the next chapter will be much longer and will contain some action!