Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Elayia.
Author's note: Okay, for this fic, I'm throwing together my universe with "Cooler's Revenge". For those of you who have seen it, in this fic Salza has a daughter.
For those of you who haven't seen "Cooler's Revenge", see it. I liked it very much.
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"Where's Piccolo?" Gohan asked as he looked around for his green friend.
"You know Piccolo," said Krillin. "He shows up when you least expect it."
"Yea, but he was injured."
Suddenly, a few yards away, a piece of ground moved.
"There he is!" said Krillin.
Gohan smiled. "Yay! Piccolo!" He laughed and started running towards the piece of ground that had moved.
He was a few feet away before a man with light blue skin emerged from the pile of rocks. His blonde hair was dotted with clumps of dirt. His armor had been cracked and broken. His brown shoulder pad had been broken off. His purple jumpsuit that was under his armor was burned and ripped away in several places. Scrapes, cuts, and bruises covered him. A thin red line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, suggesting internal bleeding. His odd stance signaled a broken leg. His laughter was coarse yet mocking.
"You look like a bunch of deer caught in a headlight!"
Gohan slid to a stop. Salza laughed at the looks on Goku, Krillin, Oolong, Gohan, and Icarus' faces.
Goku couldn't believe his eyes. "Oh no!" He was worn out from his fight with Cooler, his shirt had been blown off, and many cuts and scrapes covered him.
Salza continued to laugh. "You lose!" He suddenly stopped laughing and prepared to shoot a blast. "Now… DIE!"
Before he could let the blast go, a corkscrew-looking blast came from behind Gohan, zoomed past the boy, and ripped through Salza's stomach. His eyes sprung open wide, and his mouth dropped open. As he fell to his knees, a ragged breath left him, but no breath could come back in. "Elayia…" He fell facedown, then lay still.
Nearly an hour later, the body of Salza lay alone. He was only disturbed by the constant breeze that blew his hair into his face. Suddenly, a figure in a brown cloak walked up to him. The wind blew on the hood of the cloak, keeping it from falling and revealing the face of the visitor. The figure squatted down beside Salza's body and rolled him onto his back with white- gloved hands. It gently reached over and pushed Salza's bangs out of his face. "I saw it all," it said with a voice that sounded like Salza's, only female. She pulled down the collar of his purple jumpsuit to reveal a necklace. She gently reached around and undid the latch, taking the necklace off of him. Clutching the necklace tightly with one hand, she placed one hand on Salza's chest. "You don't know, but I watched all of it. I saw what the namek and the sayian did to you. That kid will be the first to go. Then I will get that namek. You will be avenged." She got down on her knees and wrapped her arms lightly around Salza's neck. She stayed there for a few moments, then released and got to her feet. "Rest in peace, father."
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Author's note: Well? What do you think? I noticed Salza doesn't get a lot of attention, so I wrote this.
Author's note: Okay, for this fic, I'm throwing together my universe with "Cooler's Revenge". For those of you who have seen it, in this fic Salza has a daughter.
For those of you who haven't seen "Cooler's Revenge", see it. I liked it very much.
* * * *
"Where's Piccolo?" Gohan asked as he looked around for his green friend.
"You know Piccolo," said Krillin. "He shows up when you least expect it."
"Yea, but he was injured."
Suddenly, a few yards away, a piece of ground moved.
"There he is!" said Krillin.
Gohan smiled. "Yay! Piccolo!" He laughed and started running towards the piece of ground that had moved.
He was a few feet away before a man with light blue skin emerged from the pile of rocks. His blonde hair was dotted with clumps of dirt. His armor had been cracked and broken. His brown shoulder pad had been broken off. His purple jumpsuit that was under his armor was burned and ripped away in several places. Scrapes, cuts, and bruises covered him. A thin red line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, suggesting internal bleeding. His odd stance signaled a broken leg. His laughter was coarse yet mocking.
"You look like a bunch of deer caught in a headlight!"
Gohan slid to a stop. Salza laughed at the looks on Goku, Krillin, Oolong, Gohan, and Icarus' faces.
Goku couldn't believe his eyes. "Oh no!" He was worn out from his fight with Cooler, his shirt had been blown off, and many cuts and scrapes covered him.
Salza continued to laugh. "You lose!" He suddenly stopped laughing and prepared to shoot a blast. "Now… DIE!"
Before he could let the blast go, a corkscrew-looking blast came from behind Gohan, zoomed past the boy, and ripped through Salza's stomach. His eyes sprung open wide, and his mouth dropped open. As he fell to his knees, a ragged breath left him, but no breath could come back in. "Elayia…" He fell facedown, then lay still.
Nearly an hour later, the body of Salza lay alone. He was only disturbed by the constant breeze that blew his hair into his face. Suddenly, a figure in a brown cloak walked up to him. The wind blew on the hood of the cloak, keeping it from falling and revealing the face of the visitor. The figure squatted down beside Salza's body and rolled him onto his back with white- gloved hands. It gently reached over and pushed Salza's bangs out of his face. "I saw it all," it said with a voice that sounded like Salza's, only female. She pulled down the collar of his purple jumpsuit to reveal a necklace. She gently reached around and undid the latch, taking the necklace off of him. Clutching the necklace tightly with one hand, she placed one hand on Salza's chest. "You don't know, but I watched all of it. I saw what the namek and the sayian did to you. That kid will be the first to go. Then I will get that namek. You will be avenged." She got down on her knees and wrapped her arms lightly around Salza's neck. She stayed there for a few moments, then released and got to her feet. "Rest in peace, father."
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Author's note: Well? What do you think? I noticed Salza doesn't get a lot of attention, so I wrote this.