I have noticed that in my authors notes I rave on about a load
of stuff that has nothing to do with my story, I shall now do
so.
I have loads and loads of other ideas for my next story. I can't start writing it now because I'll just lose interest in this one and abandon it.
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Bulma lent on the bar of her outside balcony. Below her Trunks and Bra were training. They were ever so slowly getting along, they hadn't made an attempt to kill each other in the last hour.
Bulma had to sigh. So much could have been different. She could have happy with Vegeta and their two children, they could have been without worry and without Freeza. But no, things were the way the were, and she could do nothing but imagine what could have been.
She stared down at Trunks, he was so much like his father in looks and personality. Vegeta must have loved he so much to have committed suicide for her. Vegeta had done tones of stupid things his life, but that one toped the list.
"So that's Bra."
Bulma turned round to see Gohan, she had completely forgotten he was there. For the past hour he'd been telling her everything that had happened in the last sixteen years.
"Yeah that's her."
Gohan walked up and leaned on the rain next to her. "She looks just like you."
"I guess you could say that.' Gohan's words were right, she didn't look the slightest bit like her father.
They stood starring at them training for a few minutes. Bulma looked to Gohan, she could see the longing in his eyes.
"Gohan do you hate your mother for not letting you train?"
Gohan sighed. "I love my mother and all, but I do hate the fact she made me do nothing but study for all those years." He paused. "It doesn't matter anemone, martial arts is something I've given up."
Just one look at his face told Bulma that it did matter.
* * *
Trunks yawned, he had just comeback from training with Bra. The girl was so full of herself losing to him may have damaged her pride, but it hadn't put the slightest dent in her ego. Training with her was almost as bad as training with his father.
He past his mothers room and stopped, the sounds of crying were coming from inside. Trunks walked to the door and reached for the handle but stopped. Maybe it was better to let her mourn alone.
He continued onto his room. All night he could hear crying from her room till she had eventually cried herself to sleep. * * *
Freeza stared out at the green landscape through his window. To be honest he could see why anyone could give a damn about this planet. He didn't have a clue how Vegeta could stand slowly rotting away here.
He looked up at the night sky hundreds of stars looked back. He smirked how many had he destroyed? He knew with his immortality he could add millions more to the tally.
The door banged open behind him, Freeza turned around. In front of him stood the soldier he had sent out earlier. "Well?" he asked.
The soldier bowed out of habit. "Sir you aren't going to believe me."
"Just tell me!" Freeza didn't have all day.
"Well sir, I found both her and Bulma staying with that guy who was described as Vegeta's son. I think their planning to rebel against you."
Freeza chuckled to himself. "I knew it would come to this, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all."
The soldier looked up at Freeza as if he was a maniac. He assumed that Freeza had already lost his mind years ago. "What should I do sir?"
Freeza stopped his chuckling. "Nothing, I shall be paying a personal visit to Bulma and family," He smirked to himself, oh he'd been longing the day that he could finally destroy every thing that Vegeta had held dear.
* * *
Bra stared up at the ceiling of her room as she lay in bed. She couldn't sleep she was too nervous about tomorrow. Nervous, it was almost a new feeling to her, her whole life she had been cool and confident that she would never lose. Trunks had changed that.
She sighed. It was still hard to believe that the person she had tried to kill was her brother, it was still sort of a shock to her. Earlier today she had asked her mother what her father was like, Bulma just pointed to Trunks. It was a shame really, she would have liked to have know her father.
Bra had listened to her mother crying for hours. She must have loved her father so much to have grieved as much as she had. Bra didn't cry, how could she cry over a man she never knew.
She wished she had more time, one day wasn't long enough to prepare. One day wasn't long enough to prepare for anything at all. She either lived or she died, there was no other option.
For once in her life she felt guilt. Guilt for all the people and planets she had destroyed. She could see now that what she had done had been inhumane, and worst of all she had enjoyed it. She had sunk to Freeza level. Without knowing it she had become a heartless psychopath, and it made her sick to the stomach. Bra vowed to change it all that if it was the last thing she ever did.
She yawned and looked at her clock, it was the early hours of the morning. Bra rolled onto her side. Today was the day she would have to face Freeza for the last time, a day she had been waiting for as a child.
As she slowly drifted off to sleep a blood curdling scream reached her ears. Still half asleep she sprung out of bed and out the door. She knew the scream had come from her mothers room, there was no doubt about it.
Trunks had gotten there before her. Bra watched as he slowly opened the door to unveil an empty room. The window lay wide open and the curtains swayed in the wind. Their mother that had cried herself to sleep hours before was no where to be seen.
"Mother," she whispered. She could feel her breath become caught in her throat. She knew Trunks knew what had happened as well. There was absolutely no doubt about it, only one word came to mind. Freeza.
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*Sigh* first I upload the wrong chapter and now I've written a really short one. And I'm now trying to make up for it by writing a long authors note. (I am truly pathetic)
But honestly it was the best place to end it, you have to agree with that. And also Having Freeza kidnap Bulma AGAIN is make my story longer and more original the my original plan of
(Original plan that I wrote on the back of a lotto ticket)
Bulma gets kidnapped by Freeza
While kidnapped Bra is born
Trunks and Bra grow up
Vegeta kills himself
Bra comes to earth fights Trunks and loses
Bra comes back to earth with Freeza and Bulma, fights Trunks, and gets his blood on her hand.
Bra find out he's her brother by DNA, Bulma remembers.
Bulma and Bra go to Trunks
Bra and Trunks rise up and defeat Freeza
(This is not actually the how it looked on the lotto ticket, on the ticket it was just a bunch of scribbles, arrows, and random letters)
Now my new plan for an ending is a whole lot more interesting than that one, that one was like so predictable. You have got to agree with that.
I promise that I shall have the next lovely chapter longer that this one was
As I said before I am planning a new story. And it's gonna be a whole lot better that this one (I hope) and longer as well.
Cya
Missq
I have loads and loads of other ideas for my next story. I can't start writing it now because I'll just lose interest in this one and abandon it.
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Bulma lent on the bar of her outside balcony. Below her Trunks and Bra were training. They were ever so slowly getting along, they hadn't made an attempt to kill each other in the last hour.
Bulma had to sigh. So much could have been different. She could have happy with Vegeta and their two children, they could have been without worry and without Freeza. But no, things were the way the were, and she could do nothing but imagine what could have been.
She stared down at Trunks, he was so much like his father in looks and personality. Vegeta must have loved he so much to have committed suicide for her. Vegeta had done tones of stupid things his life, but that one toped the list.
"So that's Bra."
Bulma turned round to see Gohan, she had completely forgotten he was there. For the past hour he'd been telling her everything that had happened in the last sixteen years.
"Yeah that's her."
Gohan walked up and leaned on the rain next to her. "She looks just like you."
"I guess you could say that.' Gohan's words were right, she didn't look the slightest bit like her father.
They stood starring at them training for a few minutes. Bulma looked to Gohan, she could see the longing in his eyes.
"Gohan do you hate your mother for not letting you train?"
Gohan sighed. "I love my mother and all, but I do hate the fact she made me do nothing but study for all those years." He paused. "It doesn't matter anemone, martial arts is something I've given up."
Just one look at his face told Bulma that it did matter.
* * *
Trunks yawned, he had just comeback from training with Bra. The girl was so full of herself losing to him may have damaged her pride, but it hadn't put the slightest dent in her ego. Training with her was almost as bad as training with his father.
He past his mothers room and stopped, the sounds of crying were coming from inside. Trunks walked to the door and reached for the handle but stopped. Maybe it was better to let her mourn alone.
He continued onto his room. All night he could hear crying from her room till she had eventually cried herself to sleep. * * *
Freeza stared out at the green landscape through his window. To be honest he could see why anyone could give a damn about this planet. He didn't have a clue how Vegeta could stand slowly rotting away here.
He looked up at the night sky hundreds of stars looked back. He smirked how many had he destroyed? He knew with his immortality he could add millions more to the tally.
The door banged open behind him, Freeza turned around. In front of him stood the soldier he had sent out earlier. "Well?" he asked.
The soldier bowed out of habit. "Sir you aren't going to believe me."
"Just tell me!" Freeza didn't have all day.
"Well sir, I found both her and Bulma staying with that guy who was described as Vegeta's son. I think their planning to rebel against you."
Freeza chuckled to himself. "I knew it would come to this, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all."
The soldier looked up at Freeza as if he was a maniac. He assumed that Freeza had already lost his mind years ago. "What should I do sir?"
Freeza stopped his chuckling. "Nothing, I shall be paying a personal visit to Bulma and family," He smirked to himself, oh he'd been longing the day that he could finally destroy every thing that Vegeta had held dear.
* * *
Bra stared up at the ceiling of her room as she lay in bed. She couldn't sleep she was too nervous about tomorrow. Nervous, it was almost a new feeling to her, her whole life she had been cool and confident that she would never lose. Trunks had changed that.
She sighed. It was still hard to believe that the person she had tried to kill was her brother, it was still sort of a shock to her. Earlier today she had asked her mother what her father was like, Bulma just pointed to Trunks. It was a shame really, she would have liked to have know her father.
Bra had listened to her mother crying for hours. She must have loved her father so much to have grieved as much as she had. Bra didn't cry, how could she cry over a man she never knew.
She wished she had more time, one day wasn't long enough to prepare. One day wasn't long enough to prepare for anything at all. She either lived or she died, there was no other option.
For once in her life she felt guilt. Guilt for all the people and planets she had destroyed. She could see now that what she had done had been inhumane, and worst of all she had enjoyed it. She had sunk to Freeza level. Without knowing it she had become a heartless psychopath, and it made her sick to the stomach. Bra vowed to change it all that if it was the last thing she ever did.
She yawned and looked at her clock, it was the early hours of the morning. Bra rolled onto her side. Today was the day she would have to face Freeza for the last time, a day she had been waiting for as a child.
As she slowly drifted off to sleep a blood curdling scream reached her ears. Still half asleep she sprung out of bed and out the door. She knew the scream had come from her mothers room, there was no doubt about it.
Trunks had gotten there before her. Bra watched as he slowly opened the door to unveil an empty room. The window lay wide open and the curtains swayed in the wind. Their mother that had cried herself to sleep hours before was no where to be seen.
"Mother," she whispered. She could feel her breath become caught in her throat. She knew Trunks knew what had happened as well. There was absolutely no doubt about it, only one word came to mind. Freeza.
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*Sigh* first I upload the wrong chapter and now I've written a really short one. And I'm now trying to make up for it by writing a long authors note. (I am truly pathetic)
But honestly it was the best place to end it, you have to agree with that. And also Having Freeza kidnap Bulma AGAIN is make my story longer and more original the my original plan of
(Original plan that I wrote on the back of a lotto ticket)
Bulma gets kidnapped by Freeza
While kidnapped Bra is born
Trunks and Bra grow up
Vegeta kills himself
Bra comes to earth fights Trunks and loses
Bra comes back to earth with Freeza and Bulma, fights Trunks, and gets his blood on her hand.
Bra find out he's her brother by DNA, Bulma remembers.
Bulma and Bra go to Trunks
Bra and Trunks rise up and defeat Freeza
(This is not actually the how it looked on the lotto ticket, on the ticket it was just a bunch of scribbles, arrows, and random letters)
Now my new plan for an ending is a whole lot more interesting than that one, that one was like so predictable. You have got to agree with that.
I promise that I shall have the next lovely chapter longer that this one was
As I said before I am planning a new story. And it's gonna be a whole lot better that this one (I hope) and longer as well.
Cya
Missq