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I am now typing this story on my antique six year old computer, that has Windows 95, 16mb ram, a whole 1.2 GB hard drive. And dose not have the internet because my father refuses to get it., so we have a $150 decoration on top of the computer that is called a modem.
I now have a plan for this story. I wrote it on the back of a lotto entry ticket.
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Waiting, it was what Bra hated. In order to go back to Earth she had to get permission from Freeza, he was now currently busy and Bra was forced to wait outside.
She looked to the solider that was guarding the door. He was an entire two feet taller than her. But being bigger didn't stop him for trembling with fear in her presence.
"Why is Freeza taking so long?" she didn't try to hide the impatience in her voice, she had already waited half and hour.
"Lady Bra, you must understand that Freeza has other important matters to attend to," the guard replied.
"Well tell him that if I have to wait any longer, the only matter he'll have to attend to is the great big hole that's going to be in his door at any moment," it was an empty threat.
No sooner had Bra said that, a servant emerged through the door. "Freeza will see you now."
* * *
Freeza stood facing the door. He had been told Bra was waiting outside. The girl was beginning to get on his nerves, the only time she ever came to see him without being ordered was when she wanted something.
Bra walked through the door and bowed before him. "Lord Freeza.." He cut her off.
"What do you want now?" he'd raver get right to the point than have her start to suck up to him.
"Sir if you don't mind, I would like to return to earth," she was tempted smile and act sweet, but she could never lower herself to that level.
"Why?" she better have a bloody good reason for him to let her go.
"Because sir, I wish avenge my defeat," she said it in her most obeying tone.
Freeza thought it over for a minute. "I'll let you go on one condition."
"What?" she said it without the slightest bit of respect.
"It's what sir to you girl!," he spat.
Bra nodded her head. She could remember Freeza beating her into showing him respect when she was only a child. She had spent most her life trying to forget those memories. Although the nightmares still came once in a while.
He continued. "The condition is that I go with you.. I would like to see Vegeta's son myself."
"Yes sir." Even though she'd raver go alone, she couldn't argue with Freeza's decision. She got up to leave, bowing once again before she turned.
"Oh and girl, bring your mother with you," he added.
Bra nodded and left.
Freeza smirked to himself. Bulma was slowly becoming useless to him. She may have been skilled when It came to fixing machines, but she could easily be replaced. He could now see that Bra was slowly becoming rebellious, his plan was to wipe Bulma out of existence in front of both her children. That would put Bra back in line, and maybe if he was lucky he could some how convince her older brother to join him as well. And if the brat refused he could easily bring his life to an end.
* * *
"Trunks you've got to stop training so hard!" Gohan said those words even though he knew Trunks would pay no attention to them.
"Look Gohan I have to be prepared!"
"But if you keep this up your going to kill yourself!"
Trunks didn't know why Gohan bothered, Gohan had spent most his life telling him what to do, and Trunks had never listened.
Gohan sighed, he had come to Capsule Cop for the forth time in five days, that's how much time had passed since Trunks had beaten that strange girl. And since then he had been constantly wondering how long it would be till Trunks killed himself.
"Look Gohan how do you think your father died? He wasn't prepared, he assumed that what he was up against wouldn't be a challenge!"
Gohan slammed his fist down on Trunks desk. "None of us were prepared for Freeza, we had no idea what the hell we were up against, we couldn't have won no matter how hard we trained!" just the word Freeza seemed to bring pain and rage to Gohan's eyes.
"How do you know that!"
"Well look at your father Trunks, he dedicated his life to training and look where he is now!"
Trunks stood up out of his chair. "Don't bring my father into this Gohan!" He raised his voice loud enough for the people working outside his office to hear.
"Why not Trunks, your now facing his old enemy!"
"Freeza isn't my enemy, that girl is!"
"You don't get it do you Trunks, you fight someone that works for Freeza, and Freeza follows!"
Trunks calmed himself and sat back down. "Your wrong Gohan."
"No you are Trunks. I hope you have a plan, and extremely good plan. And one that doesn't involve killing yourself."
"Gohan it's my life."
Gohan turned round to leave. "Lets just hope you get to live that life."
Trunks turned back to his paper work. He knew he should listen to Gohan, he knew he was right. But it was Trunks ego that prevented him from doing so. He wondered how his life would be different if he had listened to Gohan from the start, probably happier.
* * *
Bra looked to her mother. "I don't see why you have to come."
"Don't argue with Freeza if you wish to live another day Bra," to be truthful Bulma saw no reason why she should accompany Bra and Freeza to Earth. But it would be something different, Bulma had lived on Freeza's star ship for as long as she could remember and she desperately could do with a change.
Bra looked up at the ship they would be travelling on to get to Earth. It was ten times bigger than the one she had used previously, and more elegant. It had to be if Freeza was planning to use it. She and her mother couldn't board it till Freeza arrived. Bra was beginning to hate the way Freeza was treated like a king. She felt as if her hate for Freeza was slowly resurfacing.
She felt her mother elbow her. "He's here," she muttered.
Bra looked to her left to see Freeza strolling towards them. She bowed. Even though she knew no other life, she hated the way Freeza had power over her and her mother.
Freeza walked past them and boarded the ship, he had brought a group servants and soldiers with him. Bulma and Bra followed behind.
* * *
Trunks sat meditating. There was no point in being strong if he couldn't think in battle. And it was the first time he had relaxed in days.
He knew it would be soon, he could feel it. Some where out there, something was coming. Trunks remembered the surprised look on that girl's face when he said he could sense her. He remembered Gohan telling him about scouters, machines that could sense power levels and ki's. Trunks didn't know how he could survive relying on a machine, and not being able to sense ki's himself.
He knew Gohan was right, if that girl came back with Freeza he didn't stand a chance. But that wouldn't him from trying. Nothing could stop him from trying.
Trunks tried to block all thoughts out of his head and concentrate, but it wasn't working. Thoughts of that girl, Freeza, and his battle ahead kept filling his mind.
He finally gave up and went outside.
The grounds at Capsule Corp had always been pleasant. Even though it was night, the lights from West city prevented it from being pitch black.
He'd always enjoyed being out here as a child. They were some of the only happy times in his life. And there were very few happy times.
He could remember CC when his grandfather was president, he remembered how much his grandfather had loved his job. Now that Trunks was president he couldn't see how.
Trunks layed down in the grass and looked up at the stars. He could remember his grandfather telling him, in darkness there is always light, the stars proved that.
Was there really a heaven and hell? And if so where would his grandfather be? Trunks pondered over the question for a few minutes.
Then it hit him, not the answer to his question, something far worse. He could sense her, the girl he had beaten the hell out of. But that wasn't what worried him. With her he could sense a power that far surpassed his own. A power that was truly pure evil, Freeza.
A chill went down his spine. Gohan was right, he stood no chance against a power like that. And worst of all he had no one to help him, he had to fight this fight alone. Trunks cursed his father for not having the will to live on.
The phone inside the house rang. Trunks didn't bother getting up to answer it, he knew it was Gohan.
He could feel himself trembling. For the first time in his life he felt afraid, but at the same time excited. Why was it that Saiyans always had to have suicidal emotions.
Trunks predicted it would be at least a few hours before they landed. He's have to use this precious time to train.
* * *
Bra looked out at the blue planet Earth for the second time, she could hear her mother coming up behind her.
Bulma looked over Bra's shoulder and out the window. "It really is beautiful."
"It's a planet mother, I've seen hundreds like it," since when did her mother care about planets.
"I know, but this ones different," she said it in a gentle tone.
Bra turned and looked at her mother funny. "What's different?"
Bulma sighed. "I don't know. it just seems..familiar."
"Mother you are losing it, honestly."
"Maybe I am," she muttered. "Maybe I am."
Bra turned back to the planet. This time she wouldn't lose.
*************************************************************** ******************** I may look like an idiot for saying this, but it takes me hours to write one chapter. Mainly because I write a paragraph, don't like it, rewrite it. Then I have to go over it about twenty times just to check for spelling and grammar mistakes. I actually rewrote chapter 4 three times because I thought it was crap.
To all those people reading this story and didn't review, thanks for just reading it.
Please review, I want your honest opinion of my story so far, flame me if you want to. (But for a reason, not for the sake of it)
Arrivederci
from
Missq
I am now typing this story on my antique six year old computer, that has Windows 95, 16mb ram, a whole 1.2 GB hard drive. And dose not have the internet because my father refuses to get it., so we have a $150 decoration on top of the computer that is called a modem.
I now have a plan for this story. I wrote it on the back of a lotto entry ticket.
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Waiting, it was what Bra hated. In order to go back to Earth she had to get permission from Freeza, he was now currently busy and Bra was forced to wait outside.
She looked to the solider that was guarding the door. He was an entire two feet taller than her. But being bigger didn't stop him for trembling with fear in her presence.
"Why is Freeza taking so long?" she didn't try to hide the impatience in her voice, she had already waited half and hour.
"Lady Bra, you must understand that Freeza has other important matters to attend to," the guard replied.
"Well tell him that if I have to wait any longer, the only matter he'll have to attend to is the great big hole that's going to be in his door at any moment," it was an empty threat.
No sooner had Bra said that, a servant emerged through the door. "Freeza will see you now."
* * *
Freeza stood facing the door. He had been told Bra was waiting outside. The girl was beginning to get on his nerves, the only time she ever came to see him without being ordered was when she wanted something.
Bra walked through the door and bowed before him. "Lord Freeza.." He cut her off.
"What do you want now?" he'd raver get right to the point than have her start to suck up to him.
"Sir if you don't mind, I would like to return to earth," she was tempted smile and act sweet, but she could never lower herself to that level.
"Why?" she better have a bloody good reason for him to let her go.
"Because sir, I wish avenge my defeat," she said it in her most obeying tone.
Freeza thought it over for a minute. "I'll let you go on one condition."
"What?" she said it without the slightest bit of respect.
"It's what sir to you girl!," he spat.
Bra nodded her head. She could remember Freeza beating her into showing him respect when she was only a child. She had spent most her life trying to forget those memories. Although the nightmares still came once in a while.
He continued. "The condition is that I go with you.. I would like to see Vegeta's son myself."
"Yes sir." Even though she'd raver go alone, she couldn't argue with Freeza's decision. She got up to leave, bowing once again before she turned.
"Oh and girl, bring your mother with you," he added.
Bra nodded and left.
Freeza smirked to himself. Bulma was slowly becoming useless to him. She may have been skilled when It came to fixing machines, but she could easily be replaced. He could now see that Bra was slowly becoming rebellious, his plan was to wipe Bulma out of existence in front of both her children. That would put Bra back in line, and maybe if he was lucky he could some how convince her older brother to join him as well. And if the brat refused he could easily bring his life to an end.
* * *
"Trunks you've got to stop training so hard!" Gohan said those words even though he knew Trunks would pay no attention to them.
"Look Gohan I have to be prepared!"
"But if you keep this up your going to kill yourself!"
Trunks didn't know why Gohan bothered, Gohan had spent most his life telling him what to do, and Trunks had never listened.
Gohan sighed, he had come to Capsule Cop for the forth time in five days, that's how much time had passed since Trunks had beaten that strange girl. And since then he had been constantly wondering how long it would be till Trunks killed himself.
"Look Gohan how do you think your father died? He wasn't prepared, he assumed that what he was up against wouldn't be a challenge!"
Gohan slammed his fist down on Trunks desk. "None of us were prepared for Freeza, we had no idea what the hell we were up against, we couldn't have won no matter how hard we trained!" just the word Freeza seemed to bring pain and rage to Gohan's eyes.
"How do you know that!"
"Well look at your father Trunks, he dedicated his life to training and look where he is now!"
Trunks stood up out of his chair. "Don't bring my father into this Gohan!" He raised his voice loud enough for the people working outside his office to hear.
"Why not Trunks, your now facing his old enemy!"
"Freeza isn't my enemy, that girl is!"
"You don't get it do you Trunks, you fight someone that works for Freeza, and Freeza follows!"
Trunks calmed himself and sat back down. "Your wrong Gohan."
"No you are Trunks. I hope you have a plan, and extremely good plan. And one that doesn't involve killing yourself."
"Gohan it's my life."
Gohan turned round to leave. "Lets just hope you get to live that life."
Trunks turned back to his paper work. He knew he should listen to Gohan, he knew he was right. But it was Trunks ego that prevented him from doing so. He wondered how his life would be different if he had listened to Gohan from the start, probably happier.
* * *
Bra looked to her mother. "I don't see why you have to come."
"Don't argue with Freeza if you wish to live another day Bra," to be truthful Bulma saw no reason why she should accompany Bra and Freeza to Earth. But it would be something different, Bulma had lived on Freeza's star ship for as long as she could remember and she desperately could do with a change.
Bra looked up at the ship they would be travelling on to get to Earth. It was ten times bigger than the one she had used previously, and more elegant. It had to be if Freeza was planning to use it. She and her mother couldn't board it till Freeza arrived. Bra was beginning to hate the way Freeza was treated like a king. She felt as if her hate for Freeza was slowly resurfacing.
She felt her mother elbow her. "He's here," she muttered.
Bra looked to her left to see Freeza strolling towards them. She bowed. Even though she knew no other life, she hated the way Freeza had power over her and her mother.
Freeza walked past them and boarded the ship, he had brought a group servants and soldiers with him. Bulma and Bra followed behind.
* * *
Trunks sat meditating. There was no point in being strong if he couldn't think in battle. And it was the first time he had relaxed in days.
He knew it would be soon, he could feel it. Some where out there, something was coming. Trunks remembered the surprised look on that girl's face when he said he could sense her. He remembered Gohan telling him about scouters, machines that could sense power levels and ki's. Trunks didn't know how he could survive relying on a machine, and not being able to sense ki's himself.
He knew Gohan was right, if that girl came back with Freeza he didn't stand a chance. But that wouldn't him from trying. Nothing could stop him from trying.
Trunks tried to block all thoughts out of his head and concentrate, but it wasn't working. Thoughts of that girl, Freeza, and his battle ahead kept filling his mind.
He finally gave up and went outside.
The grounds at Capsule Corp had always been pleasant. Even though it was night, the lights from West city prevented it from being pitch black.
He'd always enjoyed being out here as a child. They were some of the only happy times in his life. And there were very few happy times.
He could remember CC when his grandfather was president, he remembered how much his grandfather had loved his job. Now that Trunks was president he couldn't see how.
Trunks layed down in the grass and looked up at the stars. He could remember his grandfather telling him, in darkness there is always light, the stars proved that.
Was there really a heaven and hell? And if so where would his grandfather be? Trunks pondered over the question for a few minutes.
Then it hit him, not the answer to his question, something far worse. He could sense her, the girl he had beaten the hell out of. But that wasn't what worried him. With her he could sense a power that far surpassed his own. A power that was truly pure evil, Freeza.
A chill went down his spine. Gohan was right, he stood no chance against a power like that. And worst of all he had no one to help him, he had to fight this fight alone. Trunks cursed his father for not having the will to live on.
The phone inside the house rang. Trunks didn't bother getting up to answer it, he knew it was Gohan.
He could feel himself trembling. For the first time in his life he felt afraid, but at the same time excited. Why was it that Saiyans always had to have suicidal emotions.
Trunks predicted it would be at least a few hours before they landed. He's have to use this precious time to train.
* * *
Bra looked out at the blue planet Earth for the second time, she could hear her mother coming up behind her.
Bulma looked over Bra's shoulder and out the window. "It really is beautiful."
"It's a planet mother, I've seen hundreds like it," since when did her mother care about planets.
"I know, but this ones different," she said it in a gentle tone.
Bra turned and looked at her mother funny. "What's different?"
Bulma sighed. "I don't know. it just seems..familiar."
"Mother you are losing it, honestly."
"Maybe I am," she muttered. "Maybe I am."
Bra turned back to the planet. This time she wouldn't lose.
*************************************************************** ******************** I may look like an idiot for saying this, but it takes me hours to write one chapter. Mainly because I write a paragraph, don't like it, rewrite it. Then I have to go over it about twenty times just to check for spelling and grammar mistakes. I actually rewrote chapter 4 three times because I thought it was crap.
To all those people reading this story and didn't review, thanks for just reading it.
Please review, I want your honest opinion of my story so far, flame me if you want to. (But for a reason, not for the sake of it)
Arrivederci
from
Missq