Fateful Meetings
by: ssj2m (and saiyagal, don't forget me!)
Disclaimer: It's not like you don't already know, but we DO NOT OWN DBZ! If we did, well, we wouldn't be writing stories for ff.net, now would we? The only DBZ crap we own is the charactor Mel, a few shirts, DVDs, VHSs, and CDs. Not the entire damn thing. By the way, this counts for the entire story, so you won't see another one of these. Go sue someone else.
chapter one: not another damn saiyan
Monday morning at the Son house...
"Mel, get your butt out of bed before your father eats all of the food," Chichi yelled at her daughter from the kitchen.
"Good grief, Mom, I'm up! I'll be there in a couple minutes. I need to get dressed," Mel yelled back.
"Alright but hurry before the food's gone."
After ten minutes...
Mel walked out in her training gi and her long black, silky hair down.
Chichi smiled as she saw her eldest walk in. "Good, your father and brother almost ate all the food." She cast the two of them a reproachful glare.
Mel sat down and started eating her breakfast at a normal speed (normal for humans, anyway.).
"You need to hurry and eat your breakfast because you're going to high school."
Mel sighed. She had tried to talk to her mother before about that and it had never worked. "Why? There is absolutely no reason for me to go."
"You're going," Chichi replied in her no-nonsense tone. "Now go change your clothes for school or no food for anyone."
Goku and Goten moaned as one, causing both women to laugh.
Mel got up and went to her room to change her clothes, then she put her long hair up into a bun. She got her schedule from her mother and headed out the door. She stopped next to the mailbox and, looking at the skies for a moment, yelled, "FLYING NIMBUS, COME TO ME!"
Mere seconds later, the small golden cloud zoomed down and obediently stopped next to her. Sighing, she got on and turned around to see her family standing near the door. She grinned as she saw her brother waving madly as if he'd never see her again. "Silly! I'll be back tonight!"
"But you can't play with me if you're not here!" the little boy cried.
Goku laid a hand on his son's shoulder and smiled at his daughter. "Good luck, Mel," he said.
"You'd better be good for your teachers," Chichi said briskly. "Now go on, i don't want you to be late for your first day of school!"
With that, she whacked Nimbus and with a startled jump, the cloud flew away to the city.
At the outskirts, Mel got off and sent Nimbus away. She walked down a street in the direction of her high school, but stopped when she heard a sharp, loud, very well known sound.
A bullet from a hand-held gun.
She ran to the corner and observed for a moment. Apparently it was a bank robbery. There were several police cars surrounding it and one man yelled, "Come out with your hands up, and we'll just give you jail!"
"Jail this!" another man, inside the back, snickered. A moment later, bullet shots rang out as both men inside pulled out machine guns and let loose. The cops cowered behind their cars.
Mel tried to tell herself to leave it alone, that it wasn't her business. But it was painfully obvious that the cops weren't getting anything done. She sighed. "Damn me and my good conscious," she muttered to herself. She looked around, and seeing no one, quickly transformed to super saiyan.
Running out of the shadows, she saw that now the two bank robbers were coming out of the bank. They went to their van and only then noticed the seemingly harmless young blonde woman standing between them and their goal. The first smirked. "Listen, pretty lady, if you don't move you're gonna have a new face job!"
Mel's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing. She merely picked up the van. With one hand.
That must have surprised them. Both robbers stared blankly for a moment - which turned out to be a moment too long. Mel jumped foreword and lightly kicked the first one she came to in the jaw. The 'light' kick sent him into a brick wall, crumbling it. The second one realized his chances of surviving this without going to jail was extremely bad, but like a typical scared human, he brought his gun to bear.
Becoming a golden blur, Mel shot over, grabbed the gun, and twisted it until she made sure it would never shoot another bullet again. She dropped the heap of misshapen metal and smiled at the man. He fell, sobbing, to his knees. "Please, please don't kill me!" he blubbered.
She nodded to the stunned officers and disappeared. Actually, she used the Instant Transmission, but it looked like she disappeared. Quickly powering down, she walked out of the shadows - again - and slowly snuck away. She didn't see the young man whose eyes never left her back.
He was tall, at least for his age. His blonde hair went down to about halfway down his back, and his dark brown eyes were narrowed maliciously, glinting with a strange emotion. He wore a white tank top and green dress pants, with a furry 'belt' around his waist. An oddly familiar smirk was planted on his face.
"So..." he whispered. "A super saiyan lives here on Earth...my lord will want to know about her."
A/N: Hehe, wonder who he is? Short chapter, I know, but I thought this was a perfect place to stop this part. And yeah, this is supposed to be ssj2m's story, but I'm helping to write and spell/grammar check. So technically, this is a collaboration between myself (Saiyagal, in case you can't guess!) and ssj2m. Lol, have a nice day! -saiyagal
Disclaimer: It's not like you don't already know, but we DO NOT OWN DBZ! If we did, well, we wouldn't be writing stories for ff.net, now would we? The only DBZ crap we own is the charactor Mel, a few shirts, DVDs, VHSs, and CDs. Not the entire damn thing. By the way, this counts for the entire story, so you won't see another one of these. Go sue someone else.
chapter one: not another damn saiyan
Monday morning at the Son house...
"Mel, get your butt out of bed before your father eats all of the food," Chichi yelled at her daughter from the kitchen.
"Good grief, Mom, I'm up! I'll be there in a couple minutes. I need to get dressed," Mel yelled back.
"Alright but hurry before the food's gone."
After ten minutes...
Mel walked out in her training gi and her long black, silky hair down.
Chichi smiled as she saw her eldest walk in. "Good, your father and brother almost ate all the food." She cast the two of them a reproachful glare.
Mel sat down and started eating her breakfast at a normal speed (normal for humans, anyway.).
"You need to hurry and eat your breakfast because you're going to high school."
Mel sighed. She had tried to talk to her mother before about that and it had never worked. "Why? There is absolutely no reason for me to go."
"You're going," Chichi replied in her no-nonsense tone. "Now go change your clothes for school or no food for anyone."
Goku and Goten moaned as one, causing both women to laugh.
Mel got up and went to her room to change her clothes, then she put her long hair up into a bun. She got her schedule from her mother and headed out the door. She stopped next to the mailbox and, looking at the skies for a moment, yelled, "FLYING NIMBUS, COME TO ME!"
Mere seconds later, the small golden cloud zoomed down and obediently stopped next to her. Sighing, she got on and turned around to see her family standing near the door. She grinned as she saw her brother waving madly as if he'd never see her again. "Silly! I'll be back tonight!"
"But you can't play with me if you're not here!" the little boy cried.
Goku laid a hand on his son's shoulder and smiled at his daughter. "Good luck, Mel," he said.
"You'd better be good for your teachers," Chichi said briskly. "Now go on, i don't want you to be late for your first day of school!"
With that, she whacked Nimbus and with a startled jump, the cloud flew away to the city.
At the outskirts, Mel got off and sent Nimbus away. She walked down a street in the direction of her high school, but stopped when she heard a sharp, loud, very well known sound.
A bullet from a hand-held gun.
She ran to the corner and observed for a moment. Apparently it was a bank robbery. There were several police cars surrounding it and one man yelled, "Come out with your hands up, and we'll just give you jail!"
"Jail this!" another man, inside the back, snickered. A moment later, bullet shots rang out as both men inside pulled out machine guns and let loose. The cops cowered behind their cars.
Mel tried to tell herself to leave it alone, that it wasn't her business. But it was painfully obvious that the cops weren't getting anything done. She sighed. "Damn me and my good conscious," she muttered to herself. She looked around, and seeing no one, quickly transformed to super saiyan.
Running out of the shadows, she saw that now the two bank robbers were coming out of the bank. They went to their van and only then noticed the seemingly harmless young blonde woman standing between them and their goal. The first smirked. "Listen, pretty lady, if you don't move you're gonna have a new face job!"
Mel's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing. She merely picked up the van. With one hand.
That must have surprised them. Both robbers stared blankly for a moment - which turned out to be a moment too long. Mel jumped foreword and lightly kicked the first one she came to in the jaw. The 'light' kick sent him into a brick wall, crumbling it. The second one realized his chances of surviving this without going to jail was extremely bad, but like a typical scared human, he brought his gun to bear.
Becoming a golden blur, Mel shot over, grabbed the gun, and twisted it until she made sure it would never shoot another bullet again. She dropped the heap of misshapen metal and smiled at the man. He fell, sobbing, to his knees. "Please, please don't kill me!" he blubbered.
She nodded to the stunned officers and disappeared. Actually, she used the Instant Transmission, but it looked like she disappeared. Quickly powering down, she walked out of the shadows - again - and slowly snuck away. She didn't see the young man whose eyes never left her back.
He was tall, at least for his age. His blonde hair went down to about halfway down his back, and his dark brown eyes were narrowed maliciously, glinting with a strange emotion. He wore a white tank top and green dress pants, with a furry 'belt' around his waist. An oddly familiar smirk was planted on his face.
"So..." he whispered. "A super saiyan lives here on Earth...my lord will want to know about her."
A/N: Hehe, wonder who he is? Short chapter, I know, but I thought this was a perfect place to stop this part. And yeah, this is supposed to be ssj2m's story, but I'm helping to write and spell/grammar check. So technically, this is a collaboration between myself (Saiyagal, in case you can't guess!) and ssj2m. Lol, have a nice day! -saiyagal