Author's Note
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 2
He dove from the window, pots, pans, and other misc. objects raining from the opening after him. He jumped to his feet, narrowly missing a dinner plate, and took off down the hill towards the rest of the town, the shouts of the woman following him. He stopped suddenly and two menacing looking men appearing cutting off his escape, one carrying a shovel, one a hoe. He may have been trying to steal, but that didn't mean he wanting to kill innocent townsfolk. Were they really that innocent.? He heard a voice from inside his mind. Before he could understand how he heard that, he was ducking a swing from the shovelman, and a dodging a lunge from the hoedude. He glanced back at the way he had come and noticed the woman that had been pelting him with kitchenware running down the path with a frying pan. This is not going to end well, he thought to himself. He turned back to the men with digging tools. "Can't we come to some reasonable compromise?" he found himself asking. Even to him it sounded lame. A conk on the head with the shovel became his answer. He swore to himself and backed up, noticing 3 more guys coming up behind him. These 3 seems more properly armed, one with a spear, and the other 2 with the new weapons he had been hearing about called "Guns". He tore off up the hill, favoring his odds with the frying pan swinging woman. She did not relent as he approached he, as a matter of fact she only looked more determined and this surprised him so, that he almost missed his jump. At the very last millisecond him flipped over the woman and kept running, but at the point where the trail lead up to the house, he chose to dive from the cliff into the trees. He could feel pain the moment the first branch broke under his weight. He fell from branch to branch, some breaking, others, the more thick ones, only caused him more pain. Finally he dropped to the ground in a head of branches, twigs, and leaves. He could barely hear the townspeople's angry shouts over the distance that separated them, even with his enhanced hearing. He picked himself up off the ground, brushing off his clothes and fur, and proceeded to his tree house, muttering along the way.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Well, that's about it for chapter 2. maybe I should call them subchapters eh? Anywayz, hope it's getting interesting, hope you're not going to call in the men with the butterfly nets quite yet. I know it's suppose to be dbz and believe me, it will be soon. Trust in me, or how some others say it, "There is a method to my madness". So umm. Review (or not) if you feel like it, or just gimme your thoughts/comments, anything really except save the rants and flames, I get enough of that from everyone else. -.- Anyway, hope to hear from yas. Ttyl (Talk to you laterz) Bai!
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 2
He dove from the window, pots, pans, and other misc. objects raining from the opening after him. He jumped to his feet, narrowly missing a dinner plate, and took off down the hill towards the rest of the town, the shouts of the woman following him. He stopped suddenly and two menacing looking men appearing cutting off his escape, one carrying a shovel, one a hoe. He may have been trying to steal, but that didn't mean he wanting to kill innocent townsfolk. Were they really that innocent.? He heard a voice from inside his mind. Before he could understand how he heard that, he was ducking a swing from the shovelman, and a dodging a lunge from the hoedude. He glanced back at the way he had come and noticed the woman that had been pelting him with kitchenware running down the path with a frying pan. This is not going to end well, he thought to himself. He turned back to the men with digging tools. "Can't we come to some reasonable compromise?" he found himself asking. Even to him it sounded lame. A conk on the head with the shovel became his answer. He swore to himself and backed up, noticing 3 more guys coming up behind him. These 3 seems more properly armed, one with a spear, and the other 2 with the new weapons he had been hearing about called "Guns". He tore off up the hill, favoring his odds with the frying pan swinging woman. She did not relent as he approached he, as a matter of fact she only looked more determined and this surprised him so, that he almost missed his jump. At the very last millisecond him flipped over the woman and kept running, but at the point where the trail lead up to the house, he chose to dive from the cliff into the trees. He could feel pain the moment the first branch broke under his weight. He fell from branch to branch, some breaking, others, the more thick ones, only caused him more pain. Finally he dropped to the ground in a head of branches, twigs, and leaves. He could barely hear the townspeople's angry shouts over the distance that separated them, even with his enhanced hearing. He picked himself up off the ground, brushing off his clothes and fur, and proceeded to his tree house, muttering along the way.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Well, that's about it for chapter 2. maybe I should call them subchapters eh? Anywayz, hope it's getting interesting, hope you're not going to call in the men with the butterfly nets quite yet. I know it's suppose to be dbz and believe me, it will be soon. Trust in me, or how some others say it, "There is a method to my madness". So umm. Review (or not) if you feel like it, or just gimme your thoughts/comments, anything really except save the rants and flames, I get enough of that from everyone else. -.- Anyway, hope to hear from yas. Ttyl (Talk to you laterz) Bai!