Read and Review. Don't review if you don't want to, but if you want to then
go ahead! =P [Once again I don't own DBZ or anything, if I did this would
be a movie! (] [Ignore typos, or tell me about the ones you see if you do,
I made it in a rush.] [S/N: SJ Starz] [E-mail: ddolnick@charter.net ]
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Zephire looked at Sashi and then at the other, slowly getting into a fighting stance once more. "Who are you people? Tell me."
"Calm down kid, there is no reason to fight anymore," Sashi said, his voice much more calm and soft then it had been before.
"Why should I be calm, you... You killed my father."
"You really don't believe that boy, so don't act like you do."
Zephire lifted a brow, slowly standing upright, keeping his guard up. "Why did you say that you did...? And who are you?"
The old man smiled, his face full of wrinkles, and his blue eyes shining with delight. "My name is Sashi; I was a friend of your fathers. I told you I killed him because I wanted to see your true power. If I'm to train you, I need to know what you are capable of."
Zephire stiffened at the words, "Training? I don't need training, and don't expect me to go off with a complete stranger."
Sashi answered calmly, the boy at his side remaining silent. "Your father knew they would kill him, that's why he sent you out to play in the woods. He really hasn't trained you has he boy? Your fighting style was crazy, effective none the less, but using it without going to that level and you'd be finished. Quite tall for your age, your arms got muscles too, that's good. I know what you're thinking, why trust me? Well there isn't really a good reason that you should. So I'll let you choose. I'll be at that cliff you were at before you made your attack. I'll give you ten minutes to think things out, don't come and we'll leave you alone for the rest of your life. Come, and you're life will change for the worst, as well as for the better."
With that the old man turned around, his red cape swirling behind him, and he took his leave. The boy gave Zephire one last smile and then walking off, following the old man.
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The purple haired boy sat on a rock, his hair blowing to the side because of the wind. His red eyes stared at the village, the flames mostly all out. 'Please come...' he thought to himself.
He looked back at Sashi, about to speak when Sashi stood up, staring off at the distance. "Well look it is, Demonious."
Demon stood up and followed his gaze towards the on-coming boy. Demon smiled and waved kindly at the boy. In return the boy smiled slightly and nodded towards Demon.
When the boy was close enough he came to a halt, "I have two questions though."
"Ask away," Sashi replied with a smile.
"How did you and my father know each other?"
Sashi sighed and sat down, Demon sitting back down on the rock. "Your father and I trained under Master Yuushi. Yuushi taught us the style known as Nova, however your father was always much better at the Nova technique. I left after a year of training, your father and I staying friends, but rarely talking. He recently sent a message telling me that he was going to be killed, and that I should train you. So here I am. Now what is your other question?"
"Who's he?" Zephire said, pointing towards Demon.
Demon smiled as he spoke, "My name is Demonious, and I'm Sashi's son. Like my father was a friend and fellow trainee to your father, I shall become a friend and fellow trainee to you."
"One more thing," Zephire said once more, his blue eyes looking from Sashi to Demon. "How come you two don't look like anyone I've ever seen before?"
Sashi smirked as he spoke, "Because boy, we're quite different from you."
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Dear Mom and Dad,
It's me again, just checking up on your grave, making sure everything was fine. The flowers I planted died, so I planted new ones. Never have been very good at taking care of plants. Anyway, it's been ten years since your death, and I've mourned for you every day.
Sashi has been like a father the past ten years, he can't replace you dad, but it's still nice to have him around. Demonious, that's how you spell it even though it sounds like Day-mon-e-us, reminds me of Blue... Sashi says Blue is probably dead by now, Junior too. My poor brother and nephew... I guess I'm the only one that survived. Anyway, Sashi and Demon are both very nice. And that little girl I told you about, who we found five years ago has grown up. She's a Saiya-jin like me, unlike Sashi and Demon who are both Jerrons. She likes to follow me around though; I try to avoid her sometimes. I don't know what's with her.
Anyway, I miss you guys... People are calling me Zork now, like you dad. They've called me it since day one, and I pretty much call myself Zork all the time now too. I always wondered why some people called you Zork; it was your name when you were a fighter... The Jerron word for 'A Noble Hero'.
I'm off to train with Demon now, I know Sashi tells me not to think about it, but I plan to kill the men who killed you. They'll die, I promise... Hope these past ten years have been good to you, wherever you are.
Zork
P.S. Sometimes Sashi looks up at the sky; I think those bad guys are coming here. When they come I'll destroy them...
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Sashi slipped the note in his pocket. He remembered ten years ago when he told the boy that if he wrote notes his parents would receive them. He doubted the boy still believed him, but writing like that was good for the boy.
Suddenly the earth started to shake, an explosion occurring from far away. "Crap..." Sashi mumbled, looking up at the reddening sky. "This isn't good." He said as he took off running towards the boys.
*****
Oh boy! What is it now!? What caused the explosion, and why is the sky red!? Does the Akuma Corporation have anything to do with this!? Find out next time! [I created the Jerrons, they are not in DBZ. My friend actually created them, not me. =P]
*****
Zephire looked at Sashi and then at the other, slowly getting into a fighting stance once more. "Who are you people? Tell me."
"Calm down kid, there is no reason to fight anymore," Sashi said, his voice much more calm and soft then it had been before.
"Why should I be calm, you... You killed my father."
"You really don't believe that boy, so don't act like you do."
Zephire lifted a brow, slowly standing upright, keeping his guard up. "Why did you say that you did...? And who are you?"
The old man smiled, his face full of wrinkles, and his blue eyes shining with delight. "My name is Sashi; I was a friend of your fathers. I told you I killed him because I wanted to see your true power. If I'm to train you, I need to know what you are capable of."
Zephire stiffened at the words, "Training? I don't need training, and don't expect me to go off with a complete stranger."
Sashi answered calmly, the boy at his side remaining silent. "Your father knew they would kill him, that's why he sent you out to play in the woods. He really hasn't trained you has he boy? Your fighting style was crazy, effective none the less, but using it without going to that level and you'd be finished. Quite tall for your age, your arms got muscles too, that's good. I know what you're thinking, why trust me? Well there isn't really a good reason that you should. So I'll let you choose. I'll be at that cliff you were at before you made your attack. I'll give you ten minutes to think things out, don't come and we'll leave you alone for the rest of your life. Come, and you're life will change for the worst, as well as for the better."
With that the old man turned around, his red cape swirling behind him, and he took his leave. The boy gave Zephire one last smile and then walking off, following the old man.
********
The purple haired boy sat on a rock, his hair blowing to the side because of the wind. His red eyes stared at the village, the flames mostly all out. 'Please come...' he thought to himself.
He looked back at Sashi, about to speak when Sashi stood up, staring off at the distance. "Well look it is, Demonious."
Demon stood up and followed his gaze towards the on-coming boy. Demon smiled and waved kindly at the boy. In return the boy smiled slightly and nodded towards Demon.
When the boy was close enough he came to a halt, "I have two questions though."
"Ask away," Sashi replied with a smile.
"How did you and my father know each other?"
Sashi sighed and sat down, Demon sitting back down on the rock. "Your father and I trained under Master Yuushi. Yuushi taught us the style known as Nova, however your father was always much better at the Nova technique. I left after a year of training, your father and I staying friends, but rarely talking. He recently sent a message telling me that he was going to be killed, and that I should train you. So here I am. Now what is your other question?"
"Who's he?" Zephire said, pointing towards Demon.
Demon smiled as he spoke, "My name is Demonious, and I'm Sashi's son. Like my father was a friend and fellow trainee to your father, I shall become a friend and fellow trainee to you."
"One more thing," Zephire said once more, his blue eyes looking from Sashi to Demon. "How come you two don't look like anyone I've ever seen before?"
Sashi smirked as he spoke, "Because boy, we're quite different from you."
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Dear Mom and Dad,
It's me again, just checking up on your grave, making sure everything was fine. The flowers I planted died, so I planted new ones. Never have been very good at taking care of plants. Anyway, it's been ten years since your death, and I've mourned for you every day.
Sashi has been like a father the past ten years, he can't replace you dad, but it's still nice to have him around. Demonious, that's how you spell it even though it sounds like Day-mon-e-us, reminds me of Blue... Sashi says Blue is probably dead by now, Junior too. My poor brother and nephew... I guess I'm the only one that survived. Anyway, Sashi and Demon are both very nice. And that little girl I told you about, who we found five years ago has grown up. She's a Saiya-jin like me, unlike Sashi and Demon who are both Jerrons. She likes to follow me around though; I try to avoid her sometimes. I don't know what's with her.
Anyway, I miss you guys... People are calling me Zork now, like you dad. They've called me it since day one, and I pretty much call myself Zork all the time now too. I always wondered why some people called you Zork; it was your name when you were a fighter... The Jerron word for 'A Noble Hero'.
I'm off to train with Demon now, I know Sashi tells me not to think about it, but I plan to kill the men who killed you. They'll die, I promise... Hope these past ten years have been good to you, wherever you are.
Zork
P.S. Sometimes Sashi looks up at the sky; I think those bad guys are coming here. When they come I'll destroy them...
********
Sashi slipped the note in his pocket. He remembered ten years ago when he told the boy that if he wrote notes his parents would receive them. He doubted the boy still believed him, but writing like that was good for the boy.
Suddenly the earth started to shake, an explosion occurring from far away. "Crap..." Sashi mumbled, looking up at the reddening sky. "This isn't good." He said as he took off running towards the boys.
*****
Oh boy! What is it now!? What caused the explosion, and why is the sky red!? Does the Akuma Corporation have anything to do with this!? Find out next time! [I created the Jerrons, they are not in DBZ. My friend actually created them, not me. =P]
