A/N:: hey there everyone. im back with chapter 2 of 'false hope'. thanks to everyone who reviewed chapter 1. remember people, i do not like to capitalize words, so mention that in your reviews. i had an entrence exam to Carmel High School today, and since i think i did pretty well, i have decided to post a new chappie. as usaual, i dont feel like doing the disclaimer (it only makes me depressed because i dont own veggie, or chibi/mirai trunks), so im forcing conu to do it.
conu:: why do i have to do it?
starr:: because i said so.
conu:: thats a pretty crappy reason. i say its because your too la-
*gets whacked over the head with a frying pan*
conu:: OUCH!!
starr:: you were saying?
conu:: *sigh* fine ill do it.
disclaimer:: starr reku does not own Dragon Ball Z, or any of the related characters. she does own starr reku, Quenandra, and other characters that she has yet to think up. she also owns my character, Conu.
conu:: happy?
starr:: very much so.
now, onto the story.
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False Hope
chapter 2
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-starr looked around at her surroundings, despertly trying to figure out where she was. she turned in a circle, and suddenly relised where she was. the sayin was back on her home planet, planet Vegeta. starr stared open mouthed at the tall buildings that were all around her.
'vegeta was destroyed' she thought, not understanding what was happening. just as she was about to try and figure out what was going on, she felt the presents of an extremely high, yet farmiliar ki. she looked up, and saw a massive ki blast about to hit the planet's surface.
"no!!!" she screamed out, but it was too late, the blast hit...-
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"NO!!" starr gasped as she shot up right. she was breathing heavily as she looked about her sorroundings. the saiyan closed her eyes, and began taking deep breaths. eventually, starr's breathing returned to normal.
"a dream... just a dream," she said as she remembered where she was. "capsle corp., not Vegeta. but... it seemed... so real. i could really feel the power of the ki blast." starr laid back down, and rested her head on her pillow. shifting her eyes, the young woman looked at the clock. 3:27am. starr took a deep breath, pulled the covers over herself, and within minutes, had fallen back asleep.
"woman, where the hell is my food?!"
"well excuse me, Mr. high-and-mighty. i do have a life outside of the hundreds of requests that you give me every day!!"
starr squinted her eyes as the annoyed voice of vegeta, and the shrieking of bulma reached her ears.
"damn them," she muttered. she turned over in an attempt the fall back a sleep, but as bulma's screeching continued, the saiyan gave up any hope of going to sleep. starr sighed, and pulled the cover off of herself. the groggy sayin climbed out of bed, grabed a pair of training clothes, and headed towards the bathroom that was down the hall from her room. as she passed the stairs, the sayins sensitive ears picked up more of the argument that was in progress.
"woman will you shut up and make my food already!" vegeta commanded.
"don't you tell me to shut up mister, and my name is bulma, not woman, bulma!!"
starr shook her head, and approached the bathroom. she smirked.
'i wouldnt be surprised if those two ended up as mates'
starr put her clothes on the toliet, and turned on the shower. she waited until the bathroom filled with steam before stripping down, and getting into the shower.
starr became wide awake as the hot water ran down her body. she washed her hair a couple times, and just stood in the steaming hot water.
'the dream had to have had something to do with Quenandra. there isn't any other explanation. next time we meet she won't be so lucky, because i can gaurantee that there won't be anyone there to hold me back next time.'
the girl turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. she raised her ki, and quickly dried off. next, she pulled on her pants, her blue cami top, and her spegetti top followed. starr quickly pulled her hair back into a braid, and exited the bathroom.
walking down the stairs, starr noticed that angry voices could no longer be heard coming from the kitchen. starr entered the kitchen, and the first thing she saw was a VERY pissed off looking Vegeta, who had his usaul scowl plastered on his face.
"good morning, starr," bulma greeted as she saw the 18-year-old enter the room. the blue-haired beauty gave a small smile to the younger girl.
"whats so good about it?" vegeta sniggered, earning himself a dark look from bulma. the aragont prince glared back at bulma.
starr shrugged, and sat down at the table, next to vegeta.
"there isn't anything specificly good about today, so for once, Vegeta is right." Vegeta growled at his former student. starr turned her head and glared a glare that would've made even the fiercest of creatures cower in fear.
"well," bulma said, bring plates of eggs and pancakes to the table. "it seems to me that vegeta has had WAAY too much influence on you." neither starr nor vegeta answered because both were busy consuming the food on the table. bulma sighed in defeat, and grabbed some food before it all dissappeared.
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gohan looked up suddenly from his meditative state. he looked around, and his eyes settled on piccolo.
"hey piccolo?" gohan asked. "did you sense that?" piccolo opened his eyes, and nodded.
"whatever it was, its gone now."
"right. but i still wanna know what it was. it sure was powerful." piccolo nodded in agreement and stood up.
"you'd better get home, kid, or else your mother is going go on a murderous rampage." gohan nodded, and stood up as well.
"lets go then." both demi-saiyan and namek took to the skies with a destination for the Son household.
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goku was happily dreaming about candycanes, cotton candy, and surgar plum faries when he heard his wife's voice cut through his dreams.
"Son Goku, if you don't get down here this instant, then the food i made you for breakfast is going into the disposal!!" chichi's voice called threatningly from the kitchen. Goku's eyes shot wide open, and in an instant, he was at the kitchen table, fully dressed, and had a fork in one hand, and a knife in the other.
"whats for breakfast, chi?" Goku asked eargerly. chichi smiled at him, and put a plate in front of him that consisted of 22 sauges, 42 eggs, 20 pieces of toast, 36 pancakes, and a glass of orange juice and milk.
"oh wow, chi. you sure have out done yourself this time. but is this all i get?" chichi sighed, and sat down across from her husband.
"i have to save some for when gohan gets home."
"did someone say my name?"
"GOHAN!!!" chichi screeched, jumping up from her chair. she grabbed her son, and hugged him until he couldn't breath.
"urg, mom, i cant breath," gohan said, gasping for breath.
"oh my, im sooo sorry baby. you're not hurt are you, because if you are-"
"mom, relax!! im fine," gohan quickly said, cutting his mother off. me and piccolo spent most the time medtitaing, right, piccolo?"
"right," piccolosaid, making himself noticable for the first time since he set foot in the Son house.
"hey there, piccolo," goku said, greeting his green friend. piccolo nodded to goku in replie.
"piccolo," chichi screeched, making gohan, goku, and piccolo all wince. "would you like anything to eat?" her earlier threat now forgotten. piccolo shook his head.
"i don't eat, i only drink water."
"oh... right... anyway, how'd your training go?"
"good mom," gohan answered while stuffing his mouth full of food. pretty soon, all the food on the table dissappeared.
"well you guys," goku said standing up. "i think we should head over to capsule corp. now."
"alright," chichi said. soon all 3 were gathered around goku. the tall saiyan placed to fingers on his forehead, and the group dissappeared form view.
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"com'on yamcha, can't you fly any faster?" krillin asked, getting increasingly annoyed.
"relax krillin, we've got plenty of time," yamcha replied.
"actually, we might not want to take our precious time, yamcha," trunks said, butting in. "you know how vegeta is."
"hehe, good point. i guess we should pick up the pace a little then."
"we?" krillin muttered. "you're the one who needs to hurry up." trunks smirked at krillin's comment, and flew ahead of the threesome. krillin and yamcha saw him pull away, and both increased their flying speed in order the catch up.
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starr and vegeta were just walking outside when the group of goku, chichi, gohan, and piccolo arrived in front of C.C.
"hey there starr, vegeta," goku greeted his fellow sayians.
"hey," starr replied.
"kakarot," vegeta said.
"chichi!" bulma ran out of the house to greet her friend.
"hey bulma," chichi said with equal enthusiasim. chichi and bulma were just starting a conversation when trunks, yamcha, and krillin landed in the yard.
"hey everyone," krillin greeted. yamcha smiled at bulma, and trunks mearly nodded.
"hey krillin, hey trunks, hey yamcha," goku greeted them back. soon the group, excluding starr, vegeta, trunks, and piccolo, were engaged in conversation.
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up on a hill off to the side of C.C was a mysterious figure, who carefully hid his ki signiture from the senses of the Z fighters.
"there you are, saluna," the stranger muttered. "too bad Quenandra wants you out of the picture, you really are an attractive and powerful woman. oh well, orders are orders."
a small, yet powerful ki blast devoloped in the strangers hand. he carfully aimed at the back of starr's neck, and unleashed it towards the unsuspecting saiyan. he watched gleefully as the saiyan collaspped with the impact.
"mission accomplished," he said, dissappearing from all sight.
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starr cried out in pain as she felt the ki blast hit her neck. she heard chichi and bulma both scream out, but as she hit the ground, she was about to black out.
'what the hell was that?! the power of that blast was unbelievable....' that was the last thing starr remembered before being thrown into uncossness....
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A/N:: first of all, lemme say that i cant spell for crap, ok? i couldnt spell if my life depended on it. im lucky that my partner in crime aint here, or i whould have a lump the size of texas by now.
anywho, who is this mysterious figure (one of Quenandra's cronies, duh), and will starr survive the blast?
conu:: well if she didnt then you wouldnt have much of a story, now would you?
starr:: conu, your sarcasim is not appreciated at this moment, so unless you want to keep your life, i suggest you shut up.
now that you've read my lovely long chappie, youre gonna have to review it. please leave a review and any suggestions that you might have.
P.S i found a pic of chibi vegeta, so if any of you want it, leave ur email address in the review, and ill send you the incrdible cute pic.
ja ne
~starr~
conu:: why do i have to do it?
starr:: because i said so.
conu:: thats a pretty crappy reason. i say its because your too la-
*gets whacked over the head with a frying pan*
conu:: OUCH!!
starr:: you were saying?
conu:: *sigh* fine ill do it.
disclaimer:: starr reku does not own Dragon Ball Z, or any of the related characters. she does own starr reku, Quenandra, and other characters that she has yet to think up. she also owns my character, Conu.
conu:: happy?
starr:: very much so.
now, onto the story.
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False Hope
chapter 2
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-starr looked around at her surroundings, despertly trying to figure out where she was. she turned in a circle, and suddenly relised where she was. the sayin was back on her home planet, planet Vegeta. starr stared open mouthed at the tall buildings that were all around her.
'vegeta was destroyed' she thought, not understanding what was happening. just as she was about to try and figure out what was going on, she felt the presents of an extremely high, yet farmiliar ki. she looked up, and saw a massive ki blast about to hit the planet's surface.
"no!!!" she screamed out, but it was too late, the blast hit...-
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"NO!!" starr gasped as she shot up right. she was breathing heavily as she looked about her sorroundings. the saiyan closed her eyes, and began taking deep breaths. eventually, starr's breathing returned to normal.
"a dream... just a dream," she said as she remembered where she was. "capsle corp., not Vegeta. but... it seemed... so real. i could really feel the power of the ki blast." starr laid back down, and rested her head on her pillow. shifting her eyes, the young woman looked at the clock. 3:27am. starr took a deep breath, pulled the covers over herself, and within minutes, had fallen back asleep.
"woman, where the hell is my food?!"
"well excuse me, Mr. high-and-mighty. i do have a life outside of the hundreds of requests that you give me every day!!"
starr squinted her eyes as the annoyed voice of vegeta, and the shrieking of bulma reached her ears.
"damn them," she muttered. she turned over in an attempt the fall back a sleep, but as bulma's screeching continued, the saiyan gave up any hope of going to sleep. starr sighed, and pulled the cover off of herself. the groggy sayin climbed out of bed, grabed a pair of training clothes, and headed towards the bathroom that was down the hall from her room. as she passed the stairs, the sayins sensitive ears picked up more of the argument that was in progress.
"woman will you shut up and make my food already!" vegeta commanded.
"don't you tell me to shut up mister, and my name is bulma, not woman, bulma!!"
starr shook her head, and approached the bathroom. she smirked.
'i wouldnt be surprised if those two ended up as mates'
starr put her clothes on the toliet, and turned on the shower. she waited until the bathroom filled with steam before stripping down, and getting into the shower.
starr became wide awake as the hot water ran down her body. she washed her hair a couple times, and just stood in the steaming hot water.
'the dream had to have had something to do with Quenandra. there isn't any other explanation. next time we meet she won't be so lucky, because i can gaurantee that there won't be anyone there to hold me back next time.'
the girl turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. she raised her ki, and quickly dried off. next, she pulled on her pants, her blue cami top, and her spegetti top followed. starr quickly pulled her hair back into a braid, and exited the bathroom.
walking down the stairs, starr noticed that angry voices could no longer be heard coming from the kitchen. starr entered the kitchen, and the first thing she saw was a VERY pissed off looking Vegeta, who had his usaul scowl plastered on his face.
"good morning, starr," bulma greeted as she saw the 18-year-old enter the room. the blue-haired beauty gave a small smile to the younger girl.
"whats so good about it?" vegeta sniggered, earning himself a dark look from bulma. the aragont prince glared back at bulma.
starr shrugged, and sat down at the table, next to vegeta.
"there isn't anything specificly good about today, so for once, Vegeta is right." Vegeta growled at his former student. starr turned her head and glared a glare that would've made even the fiercest of creatures cower in fear.
"well," bulma said, bring plates of eggs and pancakes to the table. "it seems to me that vegeta has had WAAY too much influence on you." neither starr nor vegeta answered because both were busy consuming the food on the table. bulma sighed in defeat, and grabbed some food before it all dissappeared.
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gohan looked up suddenly from his meditative state. he looked around, and his eyes settled on piccolo.
"hey piccolo?" gohan asked. "did you sense that?" piccolo opened his eyes, and nodded.
"whatever it was, its gone now."
"right. but i still wanna know what it was. it sure was powerful." piccolo nodded in agreement and stood up.
"you'd better get home, kid, or else your mother is going go on a murderous rampage." gohan nodded, and stood up as well.
"lets go then." both demi-saiyan and namek took to the skies with a destination for the Son household.
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goku was happily dreaming about candycanes, cotton candy, and surgar plum faries when he heard his wife's voice cut through his dreams.
"Son Goku, if you don't get down here this instant, then the food i made you for breakfast is going into the disposal!!" chichi's voice called threatningly from the kitchen. Goku's eyes shot wide open, and in an instant, he was at the kitchen table, fully dressed, and had a fork in one hand, and a knife in the other.
"whats for breakfast, chi?" Goku asked eargerly. chichi smiled at him, and put a plate in front of him that consisted of 22 sauges, 42 eggs, 20 pieces of toast, 36 pancakes, and a glass of orange juice and milk.
"oh wow, chi. you sure have out done yourself this time. but is this all i get?" chichi sighed, and sat down across from her husband.
"i have to save some for when gohan gets home."
"did someone say my name?"
"GOHAN!!!" chichi screeched, jumping up from her chair. she grabbed her son, and hugged him until he couldn't breath.
"urg, mom, i cant breath," gohan said, gasping for breath.
"oh my, im sooo sorry baby. you're not hurt are you, because if you are-"
"mom, relax!! im fine," gohan quickly said, cutting his mother off. me and piccolo spent most the time medtitaing, right, piccolo?"
"right," piccolosaid, making himself noticable for the first time since he set foot in the Son house.
"hey there, piccolo," goku said, greeting his green friend. piccolo nodded to goku in replie.
"piccolo," chichi screeched, making gohan, goku, and piccolo all wince. "would you like anything to eat?" her earlier threat now forgotten. piccolo shook his head.
"i don't eat, i only drink water."
"oh... right... anyway, how'd your training go?"
"good mom," gohan answered while stuffing his mouth full of food. pretty soon, all the food on the table dissappeared.
"well you guys," goku said standing up. "i think we should head over to capsule corp. now."
"alright," chichi said. soon all 3 were gathered around goku. the tall saiyan placed to fingers on his forehead, and the group dissappeared form view.
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"com'on yamcha, can't you fly any faster?" krillin asked, getting increasingly annoyed.
"relax krillin, we've got plenty of time," yamcha replied.
"actually, we might not want to take our precious time, yamcha," trunks said, butting in. "you know how vegeta is."
"hehe, good point. i guess we should pick up the pace a little then."
"we?" krillin muttered. "you're the one who needs to hurry up." trunks smirked at krillin's comment, and flew ahead of the threesome. krillin and yamcha saw him pull away, and both increased their flying speed in order the catch up.
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starr and vegeta were just walking outside when the group of goku, chichi, gohan, and piccolo arrived in front of C.C.
"hey there starr, vegeta," goku greeted his fellow sayians.
"hey," starr replied.
"kakarot," vegeta said.
"chichi!" bulma ran out of the house to greet her friend.
"hey bulma," chichi said with equal enthusiasim. chichi and bulma were just starting a conversation when trunks, yamcha, and krillin landed in the yard.
"hey everyone," krillin greeted. yamcha smiled at bulma, and trunks mearly nodded.
"hey krillin, hey trunks, hey yamcha," goku greeted them back. soon the group, excluding starr, vegeta, trunks, and piccolo, were engaged in conversation.
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up on a hill off to the side of C.C was a mysterious figure, who carefully hid his ki signiture from the senses of the Z fighters.
"there you are, saluna," the stranger muttered. "too bad Quenandra wants you out of the picture, you really are an attractive and powerful woman. oh well, orders are orders."
a small, yet powerful ki blast devoloped in the strangers hand. he carfully aimed at the back of starr's neck, and unleashed it towards the unsuspecting saiyan. he watched gleefully as the saiyan collaspped with the impact.
"mission accomplished," he said, dissappearing from all sight.
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starr cried out in pain as she felt the ki blast hit her neck. she heard chichi and bulma both scream out, but as she hit the ground, she was about to black out.
'what the hell was that?! the power of that blast was unbelievable....' that was the last thing starr remembered before being thrown into uncossness....
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A/N:: first of all, lemme say that i cant spell for crap, ok? i couldnt spell if my life depended on it. im lucky that my partner in crime aint here, or i whould have a lump the size of texas by now.
anywho, who is this mysterious figure (one of Quenandra's cronies, duh), and will starr survive the blast?
conu:: well if she didnt then you wouldnt have much of a story, now would you?
starr:: conu, your sarcasim is not appreciated at this moment, so unless you want to keep your life, i suggest you shut up.
now that you've read my lovely long chappie, youre gonna have to review it. please leave a review and any suggestions that you might have.
P.S i found a pic of chibi vegeta, so if any of you want it, leave ur email address in the review, and ill send you the incrdible cute pic.
ja ne
~starr~
