Chapter Two
Ava cleaned and gutted her animal quickly by the stream. She needed to prepare the meat for drying in the cave. She did these things absently while her mind wondered.
Who does that hunter think he is? Challenging me like that?! Ava sighed weary all of a sudden. Though the real question is why I didn't attack him. She frowned, Or why he didn't freak out when he saw my tail? He calmly accepted it like it was nothing?
Ava perked up suddenly. I know why he's bothering me! I couldn't get him mad! He was perfectly calm the whole time, the only emotion he showed was amusement! Ava frowned to herself and shook her head. If he had been Vegeta she would have double talked him so fast that not only would he leave her alone in the forest, he would never come back, and he wouldn't want to. However, this hunter was not her brother. She could handle people with tempers but this calmness, this ability to remain serene in the face of extreme hostility is odd, to say the least.
Another thing was he wasn't even upset when he didn't hit the deer. He also hadn't been the least put of when she took the deer down by hand and had only lifted an eyebrow when she picked the animal up!
Ava blew the hair out of her face as she picked up the raw meat that would dry in the cave and the last her roughly about four days if she ate a lot of vegetation. Good thing she always killed at least three at a time.
It's not like I have to worry about seeing the hunter again, Ava smiled to herself a little sadly as she put the set the meat to dry. It was nice to talk to someone else besides the scarred human, even if he did get on my nerves. Ava took out her keepsake, that Bulma had said was saiyan proof, and in a moment of weakness watched it, her eyes lingering on her nephew.
**
The hunter lay on his back looking at the stars. He was about ten feet from the watering hole and there he would stay, she will not escape him so easily next time.
Beep. Beep.
He rolled his eyes as he took his one piece of technology out of his pocket, and answered his cell phone.
"Hello?" His voice bored.
"I hear you're starting trouble again." A female voice toned in almost emotionlessly.
"Oh, how nice to hear from you, sis." He smiled as he pictured her narrowing her blue eyes.
"What have you done now?" Faint irritation.
"Relax, I just went into a haunted section of the woods, that's all." He let his gaze wonder to the water hole where he had seen the wild woman.
"Haunted?" Mild curiosity.
He smiled. "Yeah, haunted, can you believe that. I got to meet the resident ghost."
"A real ghost." Faint disbelief.
"No, some wild woman posing as one." He looked back at the stars.
"How can someone pose as a ghost?" Mild boredom.
"Well, from what I saw of her today, she had powers, knew how to use them, thus letting her easily imitate one, and, to top it off, she looked familiar to me."
"Familiar? What did she look like?" Genuine interest.
"Oh no, you don't. This is my mystery and I am going to solve it."
"Must you be so difficult?"
"Yes, it's more fun that way. It's not my fault you decided to start a family, breaking up our deadly duo. Oh, how's my niece by the way?"
"She's wondering when she's going to see her uncle. Why can't you stay on the island with us? We have never been apart before and it feels weird."
"Well, getting married does that to siblings, even twins." His tone became vaguely irritated. "Are you done lecturing me? I want to return to my fun now."
"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot how much your petty amusements mean to you."
A sigh. "Spare me, sis, I'll come to visit you guys soon."
"Fine, for your sake it had better be sooner than later!"
He looked at the phone in amusement. She hung up on him, now that wasn't very nice, not that he cared, he chuckled softly.
However, wild woman, was a different story altogether. She possessed powers and had a familiar face. Yet he was one of the only ki wielders with a sibling. Odd, now that he thought about it, only Goku was an exception. But then he almost always was...He had a brother...did he also have as sister? He shook his head at the thought. There was no resemblance except coloring and since Goku is who he is, even if he had a sister, there was almost no way she would have survived. The tail was a unique aspect. Goku had a tail when he was younger but this girl... must be a mutate of some kind... or an alien... but both possibilities were farfetched. Who are you, wild woman?
**
He jerked awake at the sound of splashing and a voice crooning{?} softly. His blue eyes quickly spotted the wild women from behind the bush. She was washing her face and arms while making that odd sound. It wasn't singing or even whispering but like a loud purring.
He took the time to examine her, since she had left before he got a decent look at her. The only reason he had noticed her tail at all was the fact that it had been waving excitedly, why he wasn't exactly sure.
She wore stretchy skin tight brown pants with a second skin green tank top that looked like it wouldn't hamper her movements. Her hair was shoulder length, wild, black, and spiky. She wasn't overly voluptuous, just enough to suit her it seemed, though she was curvy as hell. She had yellow boots on with straps and ringed golden tips. That seemed familiar too, somehow. She didn't appear to have an ounce of fat on her lean body, which was odd, since she didn't appear to have any muscle. Her skin was a light tan without any identifying marks and she had eyes that contained black fire.
He smiled as she suddenly looked up in alarm and scanned where he was crouching for danger. She had a warriors instinct. Odd thing for a female to have. He swallowed a chuckle as she put on her guard, her tail twitching nervously.
He jumped when a blast came out of nowhere and had to sit back down as she deflected it harmlessly into the sky. He looked at himself in confusion, Was I about to rush to her side? No that's ridiculous... I was concerned about the forest, that's all...
"Thought I'd be more aggressive today," a male voice.
He watched in rapt attention as her whole being seemed to harden somehow as she faced the male that was out of his range of vision. She could have been made out of stone.
"Why can't you, humans, understand simple things," she growled.
Humans? He allowed his brow to furrow in puzzlement.
"I don't want you. I don't want your company, companionship, and I certainly don't want any intimate ties with you!" She moved into, of all things, a martial arts stance.
"Come on, Ava," the voice pleaded.
Ava? Is that her name? How... different.
"You don't fool me." he continued.
"I am going to kill you, if you don't leave me now." Her foot moved ever so slightly to give her better balance. She was good.
"You know you don't mean that, babe," the voice suddenly changed, "Hmmm, maybe I should force you into submission, being who you are--"
"Are you suggesting a lunafair?" She interrupted suddenly while crossing her arms.
"Depends...what is it?" He questioned.
Yes, what is that?
"Basically," she bit off irritably, "You are challenging me to a fight. If you win the you will have the right to be with me, if I win you leave and never come back."
Odd custom but useful information for a later date.
"All right, Ava, I challenge you."
"Fine, no powers."
Smart girl, he thought to himself, she is not risking being the weaker of the two. The male came into view suddenly startling the hunter. That must be... He quickly scanned his mental files, Yamcha.
He watched with great interest as they circled each other. The girl wearily, completely on guard, while Yamcha watched her not really paying attention, with lots of openings. She seemed to think that the openings were tricks. The hunter deducted as he watched her take one and look surprised that nothing happened in consequence. She makes Yamcha look like an amateur. Yamcha has the advantage in size and brute strength, she has technique and an odd one at that.
He cocked his head to the side as she kicked Yamcha in the face with a tornado kick hitting him with her foot and tail. Her fighting style was almost elegant and regal in bearing, it was also different from any style he had in his own repertoire.
He shook his head in disgust, Yamcha had obviously expected an easy win and instead he gets the fight of his life against a she-devil on steroids. He tilted his head to the other side, odd, he still couldn't see any muscle on the woman.
He smiled, impressed, as she jumped on Yamcha's upper body while he was on one foot, using momentum to take him to the ground. She rolled off him smoothly before he could grab her while using her tail to snag his arm to turn him over. She jumped on his back to keep him on the ground, hearing Yamcha's breathe whoosh out, and out of air. She then wrapped her tail around his neck while planting her feet in his back and grabbing his rather long legs. Then she simply stood as tall as she could arching Yamcha's back and legs, making him look like a big smile.
"Give up!" She grunted as he tried to straighten.
"Fine, just let me go!" Yamcha gasped, her tail was apparently choking him.
He couldn't help it, he had to stand and clap at the display.
**
"Give up!" Ava grunted as he tried to straighten.
"Fine, just let me go!" Yamcha gasped.
Ava allowed herself a feral smile when she heard clapping? She quickly released the scarred human at her feet and turned to view her next victim, Yamcha rolled to his side pitiably gasping for air.
The hunter?! She felt her eyes widen before she narrowed them. How long has he been watching?
"Brilliant!" He clapped. "Where did you learn to fight this way? It was oddly familiar."
"Well..." Ava looked at him wearily still ready to defend herself, "If you have seen my brother fight, we have the same fighting style, though, his fighting is colored by many different species."
"Ava..." Yamcha gasped as he got slowly to his feet. "That doesn't count, I wasn't ready."
Two sets of eyes narrowed.
"She beat you fair and square, Yamcha," the hunter, of all people, defended her.
"How dare you go back on your word!" She put in, after all she didn't need a male to defend her! Humph!
Yamcha's eyes narrowed at the sound of another male voice behind him ignoring Ava's protest. He turned around to face...Oh my God...
Ava watched Yamcha turn and pale. Do they know each other?
"Do you recognize me, Yamcha? We never really met but I believe you know my sister." The hunter cocked an eyebrow at pale fighter.
"What are you doing here?" Yamcha's voice trembled slightly.
"What are you?" He tossed back completely unconcerned.
"Who are you? And how do you know the scarred one?" Ava snapped tired of being ignored.
Yamcha turned to Ava a little desperately, while the hunter laughed. "Has he been bothering you?"
"And if he has?"
"Then I need to tell your brother! He may be one of the only--"
"I do NOT need your protection or my brothers!" She took an aggressive step forward.
"Who is her elusive brother?" The hunter also took a step forward.
"Who are you?!" Ava screamed in frustration making him laugh.
"I think it's time for you to leave, Yamcha, you did lose your fight after all." He smiled slyly.
"I am not leaving Ava to your mercy!" Yamcha yelled at him while stepping in front of Ava.
Ava shoved him out of the way. "I am at no one's mercy!!!" She screamed.
Yamcha stumbled but quickly regained his balance as the hunter watched amused.
"Ava you don't understand!" Yamcha pleaded with her. "You don't know who he is!"
"Then tell me!" She glared at him.
"It's Android 17!" He shouted.
