DB-ALT/ GEN.SSJ
(young heroes)
*(*(*( author's note )*)*)* This has practically nothing to do with the TV series because I began the DBALT, or Dragonball alternative series sometime halfway through the android saga. It sounded so good, I decided to keep my alternate timeline/dimension of DBZ and continue despite the complaints of fellow otakus and the introduction of the Buu saga. Keep in mind, this story evolved from a much more ridiculous series that originated way back during the Freeza saga. I hope you enjoy my version of Goten's and Trunks' childhoods without bothering with the truth. Read on! P.S. please R&R. I love opinions. Give me ideas!! Whats on your mind? Review!!!
foreword~ (A year after the birth of Goten, the Son family was blessed with a daughter. With her deep cobalt eyes and jet black hair, she had always been a beautiful child. Her mother was hesitant at first to allow her to learn any fighting form whatsoever, but realized that she herself had been trained at an early age, and her daughter was far stronger than she had expected. When she was very little, she met a boy who was best friends with her older brother. And so, young lives were shaped around the small happy moments of childhood.)
Goten whisked through the long grass at sound speed, the trees whipping past like green and brown blurs. Suddenly, he dropped to the ground, skidding to a halt beneath the grass. Nearby a cicada gave a long, dry trill, making the hot summer day seem even more arid. The swift sound of footsteps. He crouched, waiting. The hiss of disturbed grass slowed, then stopped as the being halted as well.
'Damn. He senses me.'
He strived to lower his ki, shifted slowly one foot to the left. Trunks turned his head to the sound, smirked. At this point in time Trunks was almost nine, Goten seven; and in the wild foothills behind Goten's home lay the best grounds for their favorite game: search and destroy. (The title "hide and seek" was for six-year-olds and sissies, so Trunks said. He thought the new title gave it a more masculine tone.) Trunks followed the noise silently. It seemed Goten was heading for the nearest tree.
'Hah. How typical of him to take the better vantage point.' Trunks thought. 'hehe, this one'll catch him off guard.'
He quickly shifted positions, bracing himself, and shot a single beam towards the trunk of the young tree. A scream raked across the hills as the tree crashed to the ground. Goten stood, his head poking just above the grass.
"Trunks? Did you do that?"
"Who was in the tree if it wasn't you?"
"How should I know?"
They stood there for a moment, staring at the fallen tree.
"Damnit!" Trunks shouted, "it's Cindi!"
"What the-?"
They pushed their way through the tall grass hastily. Cindi was twisted among the mangled branches, scratched, bleeding, and bawling her eyes out.
"Why'd you follow us again?? I thought we told you it wasn't safe!" Trunks demanded, breaking some limbs to free her.
She pushed her way out of some of the branches, sniffling.
"I jus' wanted to play hide-n-seek wif you guys." she groaned.
"It's called search and destroy, Cin'! You're not strong enough to play with us so just go home to Mom!" Goten said, folding his arms.
"First of all, Goten, we don't play. Second, why don't you just back off?!" Trunks shouted back at him.
He then turned to Cindi as he pulled her out of the twigs and branches. He smiled at her, taking a leaf from one of her puffy black pigtails.
"Why don't you toughen up a little before you try to join us?"
The small child looked at the ground and dragged a toe in the dirt shyly.
"Umm.okay, I guess." Goten fumed. "Don't tell me you're gonna let a six-year-old play with us!!!" he whined.
"Hey! How many times I gotta tell you? We don't play!" Trunks snapped back.
"Hmf. Well letting a girl in is a big mistake. Especially my sister!" Goten grumbled, turning away.
Cindi looked up, smiling irresistibly from ear to ear. "I, uh..I'll seeya later, Trunks, but I gotta go home now. Umm. maybe you can play next time you come over..?"
Goten spun around at the sound of this. "Just say no, Trunks! Say NO!!"
"Sure."
Goten pulled at his hair with fury while Cindi burst into an all-out grin.
"OK! Bye!"
She took two steps, then rose swiftly to the air. Goten ran up to Trunks and socked him roughly in the arm.
"Whaddaya think you're doing??? That was my LITTLE SISTER!!! Are you goin crazy???"
Trunks shoved him back with equal force.
"What makes you think you're in charge of me!?! You're not my dad!! And you're definitely not stronger than me!!" he stuck out his tongue.
"OH! YAH RIGHT! You think you're stronger?? You only beat me ONCE!!"
"Izzat so?? LIAR!! I beat you four times!!"
"NUH-UH!!"
"YAH-HUH!! And I can do it again!!"
Goten tackled Trunks and both enraged boys wrestled in the dry dirt messily.
}~*~{
Cindi skipped through the door of the Son house, sneaked up behind her mother who was cooking lunch and gave her legs a hug (since that was all she could reach).
"Hi, mummi."
"Hey there, sweetie."
She set down her spatula and turned to pick up the child. She started suddenly, seeing the cuts and scratches on her plump upturned and smiling face.
"Dear Dende, Cindi, what happened to you?" she said, giving her daughter a quick kiss and picking her up, looking over her wounds.
"I was in a tree and Trunks shot it down by accident and it fell on me."
Chichi gasped. "That boy. I was afraid this would happen. They go off and try to kill each other with their evil yellow hair and green eyes. They look a sight! Nothing better than a couple of punks, they look like! Like that....Eminem person. Yech! To think my own son would want to be like that. I just KNEW they'd hurt you by accident if you all weren't careful and didn't listen to me."
At this point, the contents of the pan were burning, and the smoke billowed from the charred remains of the meal.
"Oh, dear."
She set Cindi down, taking the panhandle with an oven mitt and washing it out in the sink.
"Now, now, sweetheart, don't you worry. Mummi can always cook more. But first, lets get you cleaned up, poor thing, you look half dead!"
Cindi blinked with wide, confused azure eyes, sucking her thumb.
(will Trunks and Goten accept her? What hidden power does this toddler possess? How much longer will the peacetime prevail? Next chapter, "catch me if you can")
(young heroes)
*(*(*( author's note )*)*)* This has practically nothing to do with the TV series because I began the DBALT, or Dragonball alternative series sometime halfway through the android saga. It sounded so good, I decided to keep my alternate timeline/dimension of DBZ and continue despite the complaints of fellow otakus and the introduction of the Buu saga. Keep in mind, this story evolved from a much more ridiculous series that originated way back during the Freeza saga. I hope you enjoy my version of Goten's and Trunks' childhoods without bothering with the truth. Read on! P.S. please R&R. I love opinions. Give me ideas!! Whats on your mind? Review!!!
foreword~ (A year after the birth of Goten, the Son family was blessed with a daughter. With her deep cobalt eyes and jet black hair, she had always been a beautiful child. Her mother was hesitant at first to allow her to learn any fighting form whatsoever, but realized that she herself had been trained at an early age, and her daughter was far stronger than she had expected. When she was very little, she met a boy who was best friends with her older brother. And so, young lives were shaped around the small happy moments of childhood.)
Goten whisked through the long grass at sound speed, the trees whipping past like green and brown blurs. Suddenly, he dropped to the ground, skidding to a halt beneath the grass. Nearby a cicada gave a long, dry trill, making the hot summer day seem even more arid. The swift sound of footsteps. He crouched, waiting. The hiss of disturbed grass slowed, then stopped as the being halted as well.
'Damn. He senses me.'
He strived to lower his ki, shifted slowly one foot to the left. Trunks turned his head to the sound, smirked. At this point in time Trunks was almost nine, Goten seven; and in the wild foothills behind Goten's home lay the best grounds for their favorite game: search and destroy. (The title "hide and seek" was for six-year-olds and sissies, so Trunks said. He thought the new title gave it a more masculine tone.) Trunks followed the noise silently. It seemed Goten was heading for the nearest tree.
'Hah. How typical of him to take the better vantage point.' Trunks thought. 'hehe, this one'll catch him off guard.'
He quickly shifted positions, bracing himself, and shot a single beam towards the trunk of the young tree. A scream raked across the hills as the tree crashed to the ground. Goten stood, his head poking just above the grass.
"Trunks? Did you do that?"
"Who was in the tree if it wasn't you?"
"How should I know?"
They stood there for a moment, staring at the fallen tree.
"Damnit!" Trunks shouted, "it's Cindi!"
"What the-?"
They pushed their way through the tall grass hastily. Cindi was twisted among the mangled branches, scratched, bleeding, and bawling her eyes out.
"Why'd you follow us again?? I thought we told you it wasn't safe!" Trunks demanded, breaking some limbs to free her.
She pushed her way out of some of the branches, sniffling.
"I jus' wanted to play hide-n-seek wif you guys." she groaned.
"It's called search and destroy, Cin'! You're not strong enough to play with us so just go home to Mom!" Goten said, folding his arms.
"First of all, Goten, we don't play. Second, why don't you just back off?!" Trunks shouted back at him.
He then turned to Cindi as he pulled her out of the twigs and branches. He smiled at her, taking a leaf from one of her puffy black pigtails.
"Why don't you toughen up a little before you try to join us?"
The small child looked at the ground and dragged a toe in the dirt shyly.
"Umm.okay, I guess." Goten fumed. "Don't tell me you're gonna let a six-year-old play with us!!!" he whined.
"Hey! How many times I gotta tell you? We don't play!" Trunks snapped back.
"Hmf. Well letting a girl in is a big mistake. Especially my sister!" Goten grumbled, turning away.
Cindi looked up, smiling irresistibly from ear to ear. "I, uh..I'll seeya later, Trunks, but I gotta go home now. Umm. maybe you can play next time you come over..?"
Goten spun around at the sound of this. "Just say no, Trunks! Say NO!!"
"Sure."
Goten pulled at his hair with fury while Cindi burst into an all-out grin.
"OK! Bye!"
She took two steps, then rose swiftly to the air. Goten ran up to Trunks and socked him roughly in the arm.
"Whaddaya think you're doing??? That was my LITTLE SISTER!!! Are you goin crazy???"
Trunks shoved him back with equal force.
"What makes you think you're in charge of me!?! You're not my dad!! And you're definitely not stronger than me!!" he stuck out his tongue.
"OH! YAH RIGHT! You think you're stronger?? You only beat me ONCE!!"
"Izzat so?? LIAR!! I beat you four times!!"
"NUH-UH!!"
"YAH-HUH!! And I can do it again!!"
Goten tackled Trunks and both enraged boys wrestled in the dry dirt messily.
}~*~{
Cindi skipped through the door of the Son house, sneaked up behind her mother who was cooking lunch and gave her legs a hug (since that was all she could reach).
"Hi, mummi."
"Hey there, sweetie."
She set down her spatula and turned to pick up the child. She started suddenly, seeing the cuts and scratches on her plump upturned and smiling face.
"Dear Dende, Cindi, what happened to you?" she said, giving her daughter a quick kiss and picking her up, looking over her wounds.
"I was in a tree and Trunks shot it down by accident and it fell on me."
Chichi gasped. "That boy. I was afraid this would happen. They go off and try to kill each other with their evil yellow hair and green eyes. They look a sight! Nothing better than a couple of punks, they look like! Like that....Eminem person. Yech! To think my own son would want to be like that. I just KNEW they'd hurt you by accident if you all weren't careful and didn't listen to me."
At this point, the contents of the pan were burning, and the smoke billowed from the charred remains of the meal.
"Oh, dear."
She set Cindi down, taking the panhandle with an oven mitt and washing it out in the sink.
"Now, now, sweetheart, don't you worry. Mummi can always cook more. But first, lets get you cleaned up, poor thing, you look half dead!"
Cindi blinked with wide, confused azure eyes, sucking her thumb.
(will Trunks and Goten accept her? What hidden power does this toddler possess? How much longer will the peacetime prevail? Next chapter, "catch me if you can")