Yo! Picci lover number one here with another story! (Because having only
one story looks super pathetic!) Well here ya go! Hope ya like it!
Disclaimer: No silly, I don't own anybody in the real show!
Chapter one; The beginning of my story
The few strands of hair that had escaped my braid were lifted off my neck with a cool breeze. The rest of my bundled hair dropped, helpless against gravity as I hung off the cliff.
Half my body slung downward in the air, while the other half stayed on the stable ground, tied down with a rope holding tightly above my left knee. My hips began to ache from pushing against the rock wall.
"Almost.there."
My right arm was fully extended, just barely touching the Dragonball's smooth, golden surface. I pushed off the side of the cliff with my free hand giving me just enough distance to snatch the glowing sphere off the bit of rock on which it rested on.
I pulled myself upward and stood at the top of the giant piece of rock, wiping the sweat off my brow.
"Whew, finally! The last Dragonball! I can't believe I've gotten this far in only two days!"
I dropped the Dragonball into my old worn backpack with the other six glowing proudly.
I tossed off my dark glasses, which may have seemed ordinary, but they were very much on the contrary. I had created them myself for the exact purpose of the dragonballs, to lead them to me, to find them for me and finally make my wish. See, when you put them on, you don't see anything but darkness, except the dragonballs which burn a bright blue.
You have to be careful, though, and make sure you're not moving because if there's something in the way, you won't see it! I've hit my head so many times, it's a wonder how I still know how to use them! One time I even knocked myself unconscious in my basement for hours! Now I stood here in my black tank top and blue jean shorts, walking to the opposite end of the cliff. I began climbing down the cliff; damn it was hot!
Fifteen minutes later, I was at the bottom of the two hundred and fifty-foot plus cliff and walked toward my dark blue Jeep. I threw the bag on the passenger seat as I pulled myself in. As soon as the engine was running, I cranked up the A/C to level ten and turned the music as loud as it could go on Mega Bass.
I grabbed a water bottle out of the glove compartment and gulped it down to the half way line. No vegetation was seen for miles, and no other cliffs either. It was completely plain with the exception of a few rocks here and there. Dust was everywhere, especially on me!
Maybe I should take a bath before I summoned the dragon. I looked around. The question was, were would I? There was absolutely zero water population. Damn it. I guess I could use the bit of magic I had learned before I left Silver Acres.
Doctor Comoto was the one who had told me of the dragonballs and taught me the little he knew about creating and controlling water, land, and sky. It was all he knew and he had passed it to me when I told him I was leaving to seek out the dragonballs. The only other magic known to man at this point were fire, wind, sun, and plants, but they were unknown to Dr. Comoto, and myself.
Now I turned off the engine and climbed out of the off-road vehicle. I spread my arms and concentrated on the ground in front of me. Soon, it shook, and then separated to reveal a large crater, as big as a small lake. I now filled it to the brim with ice-cold water and stripped my clothes to a bikini. I let my hair swing down freely to my knees and dove in.
I turned and twirled in the wondrous feeling of being free. The water felt so good on my salty-dry skin. I arose to the surface and gasped deep breaths, relieving my lungs. Just as I was bent into a mid-dive, I looked up to see a figure in the distance.
Damn it! I thought
I quickly got out and dried off. I grabbed a fresh pair of shorts and faced my opponent as I had many times before. He came swiftly in his own hovercraft, and then jumped to land in front of me.
"So we meet again." He said
"Hello Syaka." I responded with forced pleasantness.
"I sense you have collected all the dragonballs. Good for you! You did a wonderful job, but now, I'm afraid, I'll have to take them from you."
"In your dreams! The last time we met, it was a mere stroke of luck that you got the one dragonball, but it was skill that got it back!"
"I will soon have what's rightfully mine!"
Like it? Well I hope so, I'll try to put up the next chappy soon, but.. We'll see! *smiles evilly* bwahahahahaha!!!!!
PS Guitar Daughter of Piccolo, if you ever happen to read this, when you write your stories, make sure they're on WORD and not WORKS WORD PROSSESOR, they're two WAY different programs! See ya!
Disclaimer: No silly, I don't own anybody in the real show!
Chapter one; The beginning of my story
The few strands of hair that had escaped my braid were lifted off my neck with a cool breeze. The rest of my bundled hair dropped, helpless against gravity as I hung off the cliff.
Half my body slung downward in the air, while the other half stayed on the stable ground, tied down with a rope holding tightly above my left knee. My hips began to ache from pushing against the rock wall.
"Almost.there."
My right arm was fully extended, just barely touching the Dragonball's smooth, golden surface. I pushed off the side of the cliff with my free hand giving me just enough distance to snatch the glowing sphere off the bit of rock on which it rested on.
I pulled myself upward and stood at the top of the giant piece of rock, wiping the sweat off my brow.
"Whew, finally! The last Dragonball! I can't believe I've gotten this far in only two days!"
I dropped the Dragonball into my old worn backpack with the other six glowing proudly.
I tossed off my dark glasses, which may have seemed ordinary, but they were very much on the contrary. I had created them myself for the exact purpose of the dragonballs, to lead them to me, to find them for me and finally make my wish. See, when you put them on, you don't see anything but darkness, except the dragonballs which burn a bright blue.
You have to be careful, though, and make sure you're not moving because if there's something in the way, you won't see it! I've hit my head so many times, it's a wonder how I still know how to use them! One time I even knocked myself unconscious in my basement for hours! Now I stood here in my black tank top and blue jean shorts, walking to the opposite end of the cliff. I began climbing down the cliff; damn it was hot!
Fifteen minutes later, I was at the bottom of the two hundred and fifty-foot plus cliff and walked toward my dark blue Jeep. I threw the bag on the passenger seat as I pulled myself in. As soon as the engine was running, I cranked up the A/C to level ten and turned the music as loud as it could go on Mega Bass.
I grabbed a water bottle out of the glove compartment and gulped it down to the half way line. No vegetation was seen for miles, and no other cliffs either. It was completely plain with the exception of a few rocks here and there. Dust was everywhere, especially on me!
Maybe I should take a bath before I summoned the dragon. I looked around. The question was, were would I? There was absolutely zero water population. Damn it. I guess I could use the bit of magic I had learned before I left Silver Acres.
Doctor Comoto was the one who had told me of the dragonballs and taught me the little he knew about creating and controlling water, land, and sky. It was all he knew and he had passed it to me when I told him I was leaving to seek out the dragonballs. The only other magic known to man at this point were fire, wind, sun, and plants, but they were unknown to Dr. Comoto, and myself.
Now I turned off the engine and climbed out of the off-road vehicle. I spread my arms and concentrated on the ground in front of me. Soon, it shook, and then separated to reveal a large crater, as big as a small lake. I now filled it to the brim with ice-cold water and stripped my clothes to a bikini. I let my hair swing down freely to my knees and dove in.
I turned and twirled in the wondrous feeling of being free. The water felt so good on my salty-dry skin. I arose to the surface and gasped deep breaths, relieving my lungs. Just as I was bent into a mid-dive, I looked up to see a figure in the distance.
Damn it! I thought
I quickly got out and dried off. I grabbed a fresh pair of shorts and faced my opponent as I had many times before. He came swiftly in his own hovercraft, and then jumped to land in front of me.
"So we meet again." He said
"Hello Syaka." I responded with forced pleasantness.
"I sense you have collected all the dragonballs. Good for you! You did a wonderful job, but now, I'm afraid, I'll have to take them from you."
"In your dreams! The last time we met, it was a mere stroke of luck that you got the one dragonball, but it was skill that got it back!"
"I will soon have what's rightfully mine!"
Like it? Well I hope so, I'll try to put up the next chappy soon, but.. We'll see! *smiles evilly* bwahahahahaha!!!!!
PS Guitar Daughter of Piccolo, if you ever happen to read this, when you write your stories, make sure they're on WORD and not WORKS WORD PROSSESOR, they're two WAY different programs! See ya!