Forgotten Past
By Kit O'Neil
*Ok, there's a little info you need to know before you fall head over heals in love with my story.hehe.I lie well.anyway.some of the ages are screwed up.Gohan is 28.and he's married to Videl, Goten is 17, Trunks is 18.this is pretty much at the end of Dragonball Z.I never saw Dragonball GT.so just pretend it never happened.Videl knows that Gohan beat Cell, and that he's really strong.and so on and so forth.yadda yadda.blah blah blah.hold on.let me think. right, well.this is pretty much all made up.obviously, cuz this isn't based on reality, but ya get the point.and Buu never existed.ok? Right! .oh and no one has passed Super Sayian 2.at least none of the Z fighters (the Sayian Z fighters).and when Frieza destroyed Namek.yeah, well that happened 20 years ago!.that's about it.now you enjoy yourselves.ya hear!.yeah.I need a life.*
Chapter 1
"Piccolo, I promise I won't tell a soul who I am! Just let me come with you to the tournament!" an energetic 28 year old begged, leaning on Piccolo's shoulder as her feet were floating a good two feet off the ground. She stepped back and placed her fists on her hips as she stared intently into his eyes, attempting to convince him seeing how words seemed to do nothing.
"No! You just got back from the outer world, and your mother is relying on me to make sure you recover fully before you go into the public!" Piccolo defended, turning his back and replaying the scene in his mind.
*Flash Back*
A woman about 5 foot 9 flashed in front of Piccolo out of nowhere, while he was meditating. Her hair was wild and pointy, and black as the night sky, and her cold eyes shared the same color. She was wearing what seemed to be a blue, full body suit, with a white armor skirt, matching top, white knee- high boots, and white gloves that went to her elbow, around her head a diamond tiara sparkled in the light. In the woman's arms was a young woman that, at that time, simply looked like a pile of blood stained clothes. The girl too was wear a blue body suite, but this one was designed to have part of the material cut away around the mid section, to show the stomach, and only one sleeve. Her armor was shaped similar to that of a tank top that ended right below the chest, and she also had a white skirt, knee-high boots, and gloves that ended at the wrist. A slight breeze went by and blew the young woman's fiery red hair, which appeared to have the same texture as the woman holding her, to reveal a badly bruised and bloody face.
"My name is Sierra.I seek the Namek Piccolo." The woman said seriously, without changing her tone of voice.
"I am Piccolo." He replied uncrossing his legs and allowed his feet to meet the ground.
"Good, it seems I have come to the right place then.I have heard of your kind, the Namek race, and I must admit I am a bit impressed. It is said you posses the ability to heal.so I am here to make an offer, to save the life of my daughter." Sierra began, referring to the girl in her arms as her daughter.
"An offer?"
"Yes, my daughter, Kitandra, is quite strong, yet all she has ever desired was to be alive and know her father.you see, when Kitandra was 8, she was killed by the space tyrant, Frieza, she died in my arms, and I was able to keep my bodied, so I begged for my daughter's also. I was lucky, and they granted me my daughter, because she was young, and had died of unnatural causes. I raised my daughter, and taught her to fight, and defend herself, as my parents taught me, and she became powerful, more powerful that I could ever conceive. One day she was granted a match with the Grand Kai, and she fought brilliantly.and she won! She was awarded one wish.and she wished to be brought back to life, and sent to the planet in which her father inhabited. But in the midst of her victory, while she was celebrating, she was caught off guard, and a gang of strong, jealous fighters snuck up behind her, and beat her to the point of almost death! You see, they could not kill her, but she is still barely alive! I need your help to heal her! I need you to save my baby!" Sierra said, enraged by the actions of the jealous fighters.
"Why did you bring her here? To Earth?" Piccolo asked, still trying to let the story sink into his system.
"It was rumored that her father lives here, but it also rumored that he died in a battle against one of our own species.I do not know what is true, but it was my duty to bring her here, and please.you must help!" she pleaded, searching his emotions.
"I'm sorry.I can't heal that well." Piccolo admitted, looking away from her strong gaze. Her head dropped, but she fought her tears.
"Maybe I can help!" a man said, who resembled Piccolo. "My name is Dende, I can heal.follow me, she can stay in the guest quarters." he added, leading the visitor into a clean room. Sierra placed her daughter on the bed and both Piccolo and Dende's eyes widened as they witnessed a brown furry tail fall to the girl's side. It wasn't until then did they notice the same type of tail wrapped around Sierra's waist.
"You.you are a Sayian?" Piccolo asked, more to himself than anything.
"Yes, I am." Sierra simply stated. "I must leave now.but please promise me.promise me you will keep her here until she has fully recovered.she also has some advanced healing skills of her own.so if you would aid her in perfecting those skills I would be forever in your debt.and this I ask, not only as a mother.but as a queen." she requested as Dende leaned over Kitandra, and began doing his magic.
"A queen? Of course, I will." Piccolo said, half aware of what is going on.he knew that if she was a queen, then the father of the girl lying unconscious in the bed would be a king.of a prince. "Her father.when should I let her see him?" he asked, as she prepared to leave.
"I will return in a year, and I will expect her to be ready by then.when I come back I will take her to Vegeta.I wish you would keep her away from him until then.he thinks she's dead.and I hear he is remarried now.so I must tell her.and then she will be ready." she finished, and in a flash she was gone as if that had never happened, yet the girl remained in the bed, some of her wounds slightly better with Dende's help.
"This will take a while. I estimate around 3 months before she wakes up." Dende said as he got up and stretched. "Do you think we should put her in some new clothes?" he asked looking to Piccolo. Piccolo looked back at him surprised, there was no way he was going to changer her out of the dirty clothes.but he was going to keep his promise to Sierra, queen of the Sayian race.
*End of Flash Back*
It had been one day less than a year from that day, and sometimes Piccolo wished she had stayed unconscious. Instead of the 3 months Dende had predicted, it simply took 3 days for Kit to recover, and the very day that she woke up, she started training.
"Kit, I told your mother." Piccolo began once more.
"I know what you told my mother! But I'm ready for my big opening!" she said rubbing her hands together. Dende only sat back and watched as Piccolo began to give in.
"Let me think about it." he said walking away." I'll tell you my answer tomorrow night!" he concluded as he entered his room.
"Yes!" Kit yelled with excitement, eager to actually go down onto the surface, and see what she had been dreaming about for almost a year.
It was nine in the morning, the same time Sierra had arrived one year ago that very day. Piccolo hoped that she would stay true to her word, and prayed that she would be there soon. As if she were reading his mind she flickered into sight.
"Ah, Piccolo.I see you were anxious for me to come." Sierra said soothingly.
"You have no idea." He said actually smiling at the sight of a woman.
"Oh, don't tell me my daughter has been a burden on you?" she said; as if she had a strong feel Kitandra would be.
"Only recently.she has been pestering me to take her to participate in the world martial arts tournament that is coming up in a few days.Vegeta will be there, along with the other Z fighters I told you about, half a year ago when you came to check up on Kit. I think it's too risky to introduce another Sayian to the gang.they might think she's dangerous, like Raditz, and Napa." Piccolo explained to Sierra, although she knew all this already.
"I see nothing wrong with it.but I will be looking in from above to see how things go.plus it might be amusing to see Vegeta's face when he realizes his long lost daughter is alive.and with you!" Sierra exclaimed, releasing a long awaited laugh at the possible situation.
"So I can go then!" Kit screamed for joy jumping out from behind the wall. "Oops." she said covering her mouth, as Piccolo gave her a grave look for ease dropping.
"Ha ha.Kitandra darling, it is good to see you back to your normal state.I trust they have been treating you hospitably." she said taking note of her daughter's presence.
"Yes, mother. They have been taking very good care of me.even better.now that I get to be in the tournament!" She jumped happily again at the thought.
"Here, you might be better off wearing some of these." her mother said, handing her a pile of clothes. Since the day Kit had arrive at Piccolo, and Dende's lookout she had none of her own clothes, it was an odd situation for Piccolo because he had to go down to the surface, and go clothes shopping with Kit, $300 and four full clothes bags later they were finally done. Kit looked at the clothes, all her armor and body suites, which she couldn't get here, were in the pile, and some of her other favorite outfits were there too.
"Thank you mom!" she said giving her mother a hug, and then rummaging through her belongings till she came across a pare of tight, black flares and a silver halter top that showed much of her chest and stomach. "Yup.I'm really happy now!" she said as she placed her hand on the clothes she had picked out. They flashed out of sight for a second, and the next second they were replaced by the clothes she was wearing before.on her body were the flares and halter-top. "Trendy." she said to herself looking down at herself and adjusting her shirt to fit her properly. Kit's mother laughed at her excitement and handed her a pair of four inch healed boots that went up to the middle of her leg. "Oh boy! Thanks!" Kit voiced again as she put on the boots and felt like herself again. Her mother also handed her a pair of white knee-high boots, like the ones she was wearing her first day on earth. Kit ran up to her mother and gave her a strong and loving hug. "Do you think father will know who I am?" she asked pulling away, and staring into her mother's stone black eyes with curiosity and a sense of fear.
"I don't think he can forget." Sierra answered, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her daughter's face. "He loved you so much.it was almost unnatural compared to your father's usual behavior." she added smiling to herself at how Vegeta really did act around Kitandra. It was 20 years ago, but he always seemed to become a different person when he held his little girl in his arms.
"If you are going to be in the tournament we will have to start training, Kitandra. It would probably be a good idea to practice focusing your energy on healing also.that will help if someone hits you, then you can simply heal yourself." Piccolo said walking towards the open area on the look out.
"Yes sir!" she replied and saluted. Piccolo simply shook his head; he was going to have a hard time trying to control Kit.again.
By Kit O'Neil
*Ok, there's a little info you need to know before you fall head over heals in love with my story.hehe.I lie well.anyway.some of the ages are screwed up.Gohan is 28.and he's married to Videl, Goten is 17, Trunks is 18.this is pretty much at the end of Dragonball Z.I never saw Dragonball GT.so just pretend it never happened.Videl knows that Gohan beat Cell, and that he's really strong.and so on and so forth.yadda yadda.blah blah blah.hold on.let me think. right, well.this is pretty much all made up.obviously, cuz this isn't based on reality, but ya get the point.and Buu never existed.ok? Right! .oh and no one has passed Super Sayian 2.at least none of the Z fighters (the Sayian Z fighters).and when Frieza destroyed Namek.yeah, well that happened 20 years ago!.that's about it.now you enjoy yourselves.ya hear!.yeah.I need a life.*
Chapter 1
"Piccolo, I promise I won't tell a soul who I am! Just let me come with you to the tournament!" an energetic 28 year old begged, leaning on Piccolo's shoulder as her feet were floating a good two feet off the ground. She stepped back and placed her fists on her hips as she stared intently into his eyes, attempting to convince him seeing how words seemed to do nothing.
"No! You just got back from the outer world, and your mother is relying on me to make sure you recover fully before you go into the public!" Piccolo defended, turning his back and replaying the scene in his mind.
*Flash Back*
A woman about 5 foot 9 flashed in front of Piccolo out of nowhere, while he was meditating. Her hair was wild and pointy, and black as the night sky, and her cold eyes shared the same color. She was wearing what seemed to be a blue, full body suit, with a white armor skirt, matching top, white knee- high boots, and white gloves that went to her elbow, around her head a diamond tiara sparkled in the light. In the woman's arms was a young woman that, at that time, simply looked like a pile of blood stained clothes. The girl too was wear a blue body suite, but this one was designed to have part of the material cut away around the mid section, to show the stomach, and only one sleeve. Her armor was shaped similar to that of a tank top that ended right below the chest, and she also had a white skirt, knee-high boots, and gloves that ended at the wrist. A slight breeze went by and blew the young woman's fiery red hair, which appeared to have the same texture as the woman holding her, to reveal a badly bruised and bloody face.
"My name is Sierra.I seek the Namek Piccolo." The woman said seriously, without changing her tone of voice.
"I am Piccolo." He replied uncrossing his legs and allowed his feet to meet the ground.
"Good, it seems I have come to the right place then.I have heard of your kind, the Namek race, and I must admit I am a bit impressed. It is said you posses the ability to heal.so I am here to make an offer, to save the life of my daughter." Sierra began, referring to the girl in her arms as her daughter.
"An offer?"
"Yes, my daughter, Kitandra, is quite strong, yet all she has ever desired was to be alive and know her father.you see, when Kitandra was 8, she was killed by the space tyrant, Frieza, she died in my arms, and I was able to keep my bodied, so I begged for my daughter's also. I was lucky, and they granted me my daughter, because she was young, and had died of unnatural causes. I raised my daughter, and taught her to fight, and defend herself, as my parents taught me, and she became powerful, more powerful that I could ever conceive. One day she was granted a match with the Grand Kai, and she fought brilliantly.and she won! She was awarded one wish.and she wished to be brought back to life, and sent to the planet in which her father inhabited. But in the midst of her victory, while she was celebrating, she was caught off guard, and a gang of strong, jealous fighters snuck up behind her, and beat her to the point of almost death! You see, they could not kill her, but she is still barely alive! I need your help to heal her! I need you to save my baby!" Sierra said, enraged by the actions of the jealous fighters.
"Why did you bring her here? To Earth?" Piccolo asked, still trying to let the story sink into his system.
"It was rumored that her father lives here, but it also rumored that he died in a battle against one of our own species.I do not know what is true, but it was my duty to bring her here, and please.you must help!" she pleaded, searching his emotions.
"I'm sorry.I can't heal that well." Piccolo admitted, looking away from her strong gaze. Her head dropped, but she fought her tears.
"Maybe I can help!" a man said, who resembled Piccolo. "My name is Dende, I can heal.follow me, she can stay in the guest quarters." he added, leading the visitor into a clean room. Sierra placed her daughter on the bed and both Piccolo and Dende's eyes widened as they witnessed a brown furry tail fall to the girl's side. It wasn't until then did they notice the same type of tail wrapped around Sierra's waist.
"You.you are a Sayian?" Piccolo asked, more to himself than anything.
"Yes, I am." Sierra simply stated. "I must leave now.but please promise me.promise me you will keep her here until she has fully recovered.she also has some advanced healing skills of her own.so if you would aid her in perfecting those skills I would be forever in your debt.and this I ask, not only as a mother.but as a queen." she requested as Dende leaned over Kitandra, and began doing his magic.
"A queen? Of course, I will." Piccolo said, half aware of what is going on.he knew that if she was a queen, then the father of the girl lying unconscious in the bed would be a king.of a prince. "Her father.when should I let her see him?" he asked, as she prepared to leave.
"I will return in a year, and I will expect her to be ready by then.when I come back I will take her to Vegeta.I wish you would keep her away from him until then.he thinks she's dead.and I hear he is remarried now.so I must tell her.and then she will be ready." she finished, and in a flash she was gone as if that had never happened, yet the girl remained in the bed, some of her wounds slightly better with Dende's help.
"This will take a while. I estimate around 3 months before she wakes up." Dende said as he got up and stretched. "Do you think we should put her in some new clothes?" he asked looking to Piccolo. Piccolo looked back at him surprised, there was no way he was going to changer her out of the dirty clothes.but he was going to keep his promise to Sierra, queen of the Sayian race.
*End of Flash Back*
It had been one day less than a year from that day, and sometimes Piccolo wished she had stayed unconscious. Instead of the 3 months Dende had predicted, it simply took 3 days for Kit to recover, and the very day that she woke up, she started training.
"Kit, I told your mother." Piccolo began once more.
"I know what you told my mother! But I'm ready for my big opening!" she said rubbing her hands together. Dende only sat back and watched as Piccolo began to give in.
"Let me think about it." he said walking away." I'll tell you my answer tomorrow night!" he concluded as he entered his room.
"Yes!" Kit yelled with excitement, eager to actually go down onto the surface, and see what she had been dreaming about for almost a year.
It was nine in the morning, the same time Sierra had arrived one year ago that very day. Piccolo hoped that she would stay true to her word, and prayed that she would be there soon. As if she were reading his mind she flickered into sight.
"Ah, Piccolo.I see you were anxious for me to come." Sierra said soothingly.
"You have no idea." He said actually smiling at the sight of a woman.
"Oh, don't tell me my daughter has been a burden on you?" she said; as if she had a strong feel Kitandra would be.
"Only recently.she has been pestering me to take her to participate in the world martial arts tournament that is coming up in a few days.Vegeta will be there, along with the other Z fighters I told you about, half a year ago when you came to check up on Kit. I think it's too risky to introduce another Sayian to the gang.they might think she's dangerous, like Raditz, and Napa." Piccolo explained to Sierra, although she knew all this already.
"I see nothing wrong with it.but I will be looking in from above to see how things go.plus it might be amusing to see Vegeta's face when he realizes his long lost daughter is alive.and with you!" Sierra exclaimed, releasing a long awaited laugh at the possible situation.
"So I can go then!" Kit screamed for joy jumping out from behind the wall. "Oops." she said covering her mouth, as Piccolo gave her a grave look for ease dropping.
"Ha ha.Kitandra darling, it is good to see you back to your normal state.I trust they have been treating you hospitably." she said taking note of her daughter's presence.
"Yes, mother. They have been taking very good care of me.even better.now that I get to be in the tournament!" She jumped happily again at the thought.
"Here, you might be better off wearing some of these." her mother said, handing her a pile of clothes. Since the day Kit had arrive at Piccolo, and Dende's lookout she had none of her own clothes, it was an odd situation for Piccolo because he had to go down to the surface, and go clothes shopping with Kit, $300 and four full clothes bags later they were finally done. Kit looked at the clothes, all her armor and body suites, which she couldn't get here, were in the pile, and some of her other favorite outfits were there too.
"Thank you mom!" she said giving her mother a hug, and then rummaging through her belongings till she came across a pare of tight, black flares and a silver halter top that showed much of her chest and stomach. "Yup.I'm really happy now!" she said as she placed her hand on the clothes she had picked out. They flashed out of sight for a second, and the next second they were replaced by the clothes she was wearing before.on her body were the flares and halter-top. "Trendy." she said to herself looking down at herself and adjusting her shirt to fit her properly. Kit's mother laughed at her excitement and handed her a pair of four inch healed boots that went up to the middle of her leg. "Oh boy! Thanks!" Kit voiced again as she put on the boots and felt like herself again. Her mother also handed her a pair of white knee-high boots, like the ones she was wearing her first day on earth. Kit ran up to her mother and gave her a strong and loving hug. "Do you think father will know who I am?" she asked pulling away, and staring into her mother's stone black eyes with curiosity and a sense of fear.
"I don't think he can forget." Sierra answered, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her daughter's face. "He loved you so much.it was almost unnatural compared to your father's usual behavior." she added smiling to herself at how Vegeta really did act around Kitandra. It was 20 years ago, but he always seemed to become a different person when he held his little girl in his arms.
"If you are going to be in the tournament we will have to start training, Kitandra. It would probably be a good idea to practice focusing your energy on healing also.that will help if someone hits you, then you can simply heal yourself." Piccolo said walking towards the open area on the look out.
"Yes sir!" she replied and saluted. Piccolo simply shook his head; he was going to have a hard time trying to control Kit.again.