Prologue
"Bra!" yelled Mirai Bulma from her lab. "Hurray up. I don't want to waste any time!"
A blue haired girl flew through the lab doors and down the stairs. In her rush, the she knocked over a vile on a lab table.
Without glancing up, Bulma stated "That vile contained a very important sample that I've been working on. You better hope that I was done with it." She smiled and glanced up at her beaming daughter.
" Oh Bra, you look so beautiful." Mirai Bulma walked up to her and ran her fingers through her hair. Bra blushed a little then pulled her hair back into pigtails. A frown crossed Bulma's face.
" Why did you do that hun, I like it down." She put down the tool that was in her hand and reached for a comb in the pocket of her blue overalls. Bra softly grabbed her hand.
"It's better this way mom, my hair will just get in the way while I'm fighting if it's down,"
Bulma smirked, it look pulled and unnatural. " I always wondered why Vegeta's hair always stood on end. So I assume those high heel boots your wearing won't interfere? Or the red gloves? Will they get in the way?" Bra smirked.
'Oh she looks so much like Vegeta when she does that,' thought Bulma. The smirk on Bulma's face disappeared.
" I have a few last minute adjustments to do dear." She said softly. "Why don't you sit down?"
"I don't need to mom, I'll be fine."
Bulma smiled again and walk back to the tall machine in the center of the lab.
Bra glanced around the room then noticed her sword in its sheath hanging on the back of a chair. She walked over to it and put it on over her red tank top. She glanced up and looked into the mirror, which was hanging on the wall. 'I definitely don't look like a fighter,' she thought, ' I hope I get a chance to kick some butt.' She stared at her face for some time. Her mother called her over and she was broken out of her trance.
" B-chan, it's finished." Bra's smirked return as she walked over to Bulma.
" Bra darling," Bulma whispered a tear in her eye. "I'll miss you so much." She threw her arms around her daughter and cried. "My baby's leaving me. My little baby!"
"Don't worry mom, I'm a big girl." Bra whispered, trying to sooth her mother. "I just have to give Goku the medicine and I'll be right back." Bulma stopped crying and looked her daughter in the eye.
" You know," Bulma replied, wiping her eyes. "Vegeta was right. You did grow up to look a lot like me. They might suspect who you are if they see your face. You probably shouldn't even go."
Bra smirked and pulled a pair of sunglasses out of her pant pocket. "Hey Mom, got it covered." She slid them on and smiled, show her pearly whites and oversized canines.
"Oh Bra, I'm going to miss you so much," Bulma hugged her daughter again.
Bra kissed her mom on her forehead and leaped into the time machine. " Don't worry mom, I'll be back before you know it. I promise." The roof of the lab retracted and the bright blue sky came into view. The covering of the pod slid over Bra and the engines revved up. Bulma pulled out a marker and wrote HOPE on the side of the machine.
As the machine began to lift into the air Bulma yelled, "I love you Bra! You had better come back alive! You made a promise!"
Suddenly ChiChi burst into the lab and shouted, "Good luck dear. Save my Goku and Gohan!" Both mothers waved wildly at Bra.
A small tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, not wanting to show any doubt. She forced a classic Vegeta smirk and waved goodbye to the two women she admired most. "I love you guys! I'll do my best." Bra punched a button and she disappeared from the world she grew up in, the world of pain. She reminisced about her past as the time machine flew through oblivion on a course to the past that she must save.
1 Okay, I know this chapter is really short but it's the prologue and it's supposed to be short! Well, the possible exception of "The Fellowship of the Rings" by Tolkien which has a 40 page prologue. Anyways, REVIEW! I'd like some input before I post anymore chapters. Love ya lots, Kaho.
"Bra!" yelled Mirai Bulma from her lab. "Hurray up. I don't want to waste any time!"
A blue haired girl flew through the lab doors and down the stairs. In her rush, the she knocked over a vile on a lab table.
Without glancing up, Bulma stated "That vile contained a very important sample that I've been working on. You better hope that I was done with it." She smiled and glanced up at her beaming daughter.
" Oh Bra, you look so beautiful." Mirai Bulma walked up to her and ran her fingers through her hair. Bra blushed a little then pulled her hair back into pigtails. A frown crossed Bulma's face.
" Why did you do that hun, I like it down." She put down the tool that was in her hand and reached for a comb in the pocket of her blue overalls. Bra softly grabbed her hand.
"It's better this way mom, my hair will just get in the way while I'm fighting if it's down,"
Bulma smirked, it look pulled and unnatural. " I always wondered why Vegeta's hair always stood on end. So I assume those high heel boots your wearing won't interfere? Or the red gloves? Will they get in the way?" Bra smirked.
'Oh she looks so much like Vegeta when she does that,' thought Bulma. The smirk on Bulma's face disappeared.
" I have a few last minute adjustments to do dear." She said softly. "Why don't you sit down?"
"I don't need to mom, I'll be fine."
Bulma smiled again and walk back to the tall machine in the center of the lab.
Bra glanced around the room then noticed her sword in its sheath hanging on the back of a chair. She walked over to it and put it on over her red tank top. She glanced up and looked into the mirror, which was hanging on the wall. 'I definitely don't look like a fighter,' she thought, ' I hope I get a chance to kick some butt.' She stared at her face for some time. Her mother called her over and she was broken out of her trance.
" B-chan, it's finished." Bra's smirked return as she walked over to Bulma.
" Bra darling," Bulma whispered a tear in her eye. "I'll miss you so much." She threw her arms around her daughter and cried. "My baby's leaving me. My little baby!"
"Don't worry mom, I'm a big girl." Bra whispered, trying to sooth her mother. "I just have to give Goku the medicine and I'll be right back." Bulma stopped crying and looked her daughter in the eye.
" You know," Bulma replied, wiping her eyes. "Vegeta was right. You did grow up to look a lot like me. They might suspect who you are if they see your face. You probably shouldn't even go."
Bra smirked and pulled a pair of sunglasses out of her pant pocket. "Hey Mom, got it covered." She slid them on and smiled, show her pearly whites and oversized canines.
"Oh Bra, I'm going to miss you so much," Bulma hugged her daughter again.
Bra kissed her mom on her forehead and leaped into the time machine. " Don't worry mom, I'll be back before you know it. I promise." The roof of the lab retracted and the bright blue sky came into view. The covering of the pod slid over Bra and the engines revved up. Bulma pulled out a marker and wrote HOPE on the side of the machine.
As the machine began to lift into the air Bulma yelled, "I love you Bra! You had better come back alive! You made a promise!"
Suddenly ChiChi burst into the lab and shouted, "Good luck dear. Save my Goku and Gohan!" Both mothers waved wildly at Bra.
A small tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, not wanting to show any doubt. She forced a classic Vegeta smirk and waved goodbye to the two women she admired most. "I love you guys! I'll do my best." Bra punched a button and she disappeared from the world she grew up in, the world of pain. She reminisced about her past as the time machine flew through oblivion on a course to the past that she must save.
1 Okay, I know this chapter is really short but it's the prologue and it's supposed to be short! Well, the possible exception of "The Fellowship of the Rings" by Tolkien which has a 40 page prologue. Anyways, REVIEW! I'd like some input before I post anymore chapters. Love ya lots, Kaho.