My second fan fic. Some of you may have read my other one. This ones a
little different. But I hope you enjoy it all the same.
DragonBall Z is not mine
Prologue (The child is born):
The sickly sweet smell of blood and sweat filled the room. The bright and elegant decor was the perfect foil to the grime faces that circled the young woman on the bed. Her sweat-drenched blonde hair lay matted upon her head; her face was gaunt and white as she struggled to remain conscious. Her dim eyes ran wildly searching everyone's arms. She seemed to flicker with life as she spied a nurse in the corner cleaning up the newborn infant. They all paused when they heard her raspy whisper; " Please let me see my baby."
One of the doctors nodded his head and the nurse brought the small babe over to the weary mother and gently laid it in her arms. "It is a girl."
The mother quickly unwrapped the baby revealing the reddened skin and all of her perfect features. She slowly sighed in gratefulness. The child shuddered, and then open it's eyes unveiling dizzying seas of blue. "You're perfect, my little one."
The door flew in with a silent bang. The king stood in the doorway. His usual impeccable self was tarnished as he rushed into the room and to his wife's' side. He ran a hand through his lavender shaded hair as he gazed down at them both. It was a heart-warming moment to see them all together. She gazed up at her husband and down at her daughter before speaking, "I want you to promise me something my love."
"Anything," he choked out a saddened reply.
"I want our daughter to have what we had. Promise you will let her find love on her own. Don't betroth her or force her into marriage," she breathed deeply for a moment her breath coming out in a wheeze.
"Yes I will let her find love on her own. I swear it."
"Thank you, dear," she gazed up at him once more, "I want to see you hold her before I go," he started to rebut but she continued on, "I have lost too much blood to survive much longer. It will make me happy to see you together."
The king held back tears as he took the baby from his dyeing wife's arms. She smiled softly letting her eyes drift shut as she faded off from the world. Almost as if on cue the tiny child began to wail, declaring the sad tidings to everyone in the castle. He let his tears fall unchecked as he mourned his loves passing, they fell from his face onto the infants mingling with hers. The others stood back weeping to themselves as the watched the saddening scene play out before them. The death bells toil rung loud affirming the news the kingdom; the lady queen was dead.
Well what did you think please review.
DragonBall Z is not mine
Prologue (The child is born):
The sickly sweet smell of blood and sweat filled the room. The bright and elegant decor was the perfect foil to the grime faces that circled the young woman on the bed. Her sweat-drenched blonde hair lay matted upon her head; her face was gaunt and white as she struggled to remain conscious. Her dim eyes ran wildly searching everyone's arms. She seemed to flicker with life as she spied a nurse in the corner cleaning up the newborn infant. They all paused when they heard her raspy whisper; " Please let me see my baby."
One of the doctors nodded his head and the nurse brought the small babe over to the weary mother and gently laid it in her arms. "It is a girl."
The mother quickly unwrapped the baby revealing the reddened skin and all of her perfect features. She slowly sighed in gratefulness. The child shuddered, and then open it's eyes unveiling dizzying seas of blue. "You're perfect, my little one."
The door flew in with a silent bang. The king stood in the doorway. His usual impeccable self was tarnished as he rushed into the room and to his wife's' side. He ran a hand through his lavender shaded hair as he gazed down at them both. It was a heart-warming moment to see them all together. She gazed up at her husband and down at her daughter before speaking, "I want you to promise me something my love."
"Anything," he choked out a saddened reply.
"I want our daughter to have what we had. Promise you will let her find love on her own. Don't betroth her or force her into marriage," she breathed deeply for a moment her breath coming out in a wheeze.
"Yes I will let her find love on her own. I swear it."
"Thank you, dear," she gazed up at him once more, "I want to see you hold her before I go," he started to rebut but she continued on, "I have lost too much blood to survive much longer. It will make me happy to see you together."
The king held back tears as he took the baby from his dyeing wife's arms. She smiled softly letting her eyes drift shut as she faded off from the world. Almost as if on cue the tiny child began to wail, declaring the sad tidings to everyone in the castle. He let his tears fall unchecked as he mourned his loves passing, they fell from his face onto the infants mingling with hers. The others stood back weeping to themselves as the watched the saddening scene play out before them. The death bells toil rung loud affirming the news the kingdom; the lady queen was dead.
Well what did you think please review.