A World Apart
A/N: Hi, well, this is my first DBZ/GT fanfic, it is also the first fanfic I've published on this site so please review! I really hope you like it as I love writing it. This prologue introduces a few OC's however only one of them will take a large role in the story but the rest are quite important for background knowledge. I couldn't decide, this prologue is quite long so I've split it into two parts, the second I should post later this week so you don't have to wait too long before getting into the main story. I've have some great idea's for the coming chapters, at least I hope they're great, so please let me know how you think the story is going as it progresses. Thanks for taking the time to read A World Apart *Hailey* VegetaGirlOne ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or GT, but I do own my OC's, but you'll find out who they are.
Prologue Part One - The Trial
Planet F79SC
The trembling saiyan man stood alone in the centre of the presentation room. He clasped his sweating hands together nervously and, at the base of his spine his long brown tail coiled in tension. He glanced around the room, he had stood here many times before to discuss his latest scientific discoveries but back then the room had seemed less imposing, less threatening. The room had always been dark, the whole compound had been build underground, but to him it had never taken on this sinister air before.
He glanced around him. Looking to every item of industrial style furniture, every buckle of paint on the white washed walls, every hum of the generators that pumped heat throughout the compound, for some sort of inspiration.
He adjusted his glasses and focused his eyes upon the clock on the opposite wall.
"9:45" he muttered unhappily to himself. He had 3 minutes in order to think up an argument, to protect himself and his failed experiment. Despite the ticking clock he found his thoughts drifting back to the events of the morning…
He had been in the lab alone as usual, researching further into his "DNA Development Experimentation". When the large, heavy door of the lab swung open with such force that it made the test tube he had been holding crash to the floor and its contents leak around his feet.
Into the lab strode a young saiyan man wearing a neat blue uniform covered with golden armour, a shining silver scouter sat over his left eye. The young warrior stamped his foot and barked his arrival with such volume that the glass equipment of the lab began to tinkle, as if shaking in fear.
"Dr. Bronar, I have orders from our High Leader."
Dr. Bronar took a long look at the saiyan who had so rudely interrupted his work, he saw that he was young, very young in fact, barley sixteen. But from the silver scouter that bedecked his face it was obvious that the visitor had already been enlisted in the Saiyan Force.
Dr. Bronar sighed heavily and shook his head before he walked closer to the young soldier.
"Really, I can't believe that they are even enrolling people as young as yourself in the SF nowadays, what's your name boy?" Inquired the scientist.
"Asnes," snapped the soldier as if already bored with talking to the scientist. " And, our great Leader believes that if we posses the strengths and capabilities of a saiyan warrior, then age means nothing, and I sir poses those capabilities." Recited Asnes his voice oozing with confidence.
Dr. Bronar chuckled silently to himself, his race never changed. It was rare to find a saiyan that, like himself, was not obsessed with their own power and had not become arrogant and insensitive. Although they had their faults Dr. Bronar was fond of his race, their tough attitude and cold exteriors was all part of their charm, in his eyes.
"Anyway, what are these orders you have been sent to deliver?" Said Dr. Bronar in a mock serious tone. But Asnes took no notice, he just stood straight and stamped his foot a second time.
"I have been sent to inform you that our High Leader has called you to present your case for the right of protection concerning 'DNA Development Experimentation #1'. I have been ordered to escort you to the presentation room, where you trial will begin in one hour from now. "
Any warmth or humour that Dr. Bronar had been feeling immediately slipped away.
"What that can't be right?" He thought to himself "I expected the trial soon but not this soon!" What could he do? He wasn't ready yet. His horror must have shown in his face because Asnes shot him a nasty smile.
"One hour is all you have Doctor, take what you need and follow me."
In a shocked and confused state Dr. Bronar grabbed a bundle of papers and hurriedly followed the soldier out into the corridor.
So that's how he came to be sitting here in the presentation room, glancing nervously at the clock and trying to unscramble his confused train of thought.
"Tock…"
Ten O'clock exactly, Dr. Bronar swallowed as if in search for inspiration or maybe just for luck. His eyes fixed on the door. This was it, his future and reputation hang in the balance. But what he didn't know was, that his performance now would effect every saiyan that there was left.
The door opened knocking Dr. Bronar away from his thoughts and back into reality.
Into the room strode The High Leader. He locked eyes with Dr. Bronar, he didn't know why but Dr. Bronar had never noticed how intimidating The High Leader's stare was until now, he had never even looked at his leader this way before. He had just been a political figure head that dictated the lives of the military saiyan population of the compound. Now standing before him he realised how much control and fear The High Leader held over every Saiyan. Not they recognised it as fear, it was more like tradition. The High Leader ruled over them whether they liked it or not, it was just the way things were and despite their saiyan honour they accepted it as normality.
Every now and then a Saiyan freedom fighter would arise, fighting for the liberation of their warrior race but few rarely made it out of the planning stages before their assassination attempts were discovered and their followers put to death.
Dr. Bronar broke from the High Leader's stare as he walked further into the room. The High Leader was flanked either side by two Saiyans, both wore the gold and blue uniform that all Saiyans wore. One of them was female the other male.
The female, Dr. Bronar didn't recognise, but if he hadn't been so nervous he would have realised that she was extremely pretty,. She carried a small hand held computer that Dr. Bronar himself had designed. Seeing this he realised that she must be the new secretary to the High Leader. Dr. Bronar took a moment to pity the girl, she seemed pleased with herself but the doctor had seen too many young girls ruined at the hands of the High Leader, but as always, sadly there was nothing anyone could do.
The male Saiyan was a well known face around the compound, a highly praised general named Kappen. Kappen had begun life the son of a low level soldier, but after joining the SF he quickly won his place in the higher ranks of the army and making a respected name for himself as a ferocious warrior. His shining hour came when his own father was exposed as one of the leaders in a loop of freedom fighters, and Kappen took it upon himself to personally destroy his family for the good of his race. While a deed like this may have caused much controversy, The High Leader praised Kappen and his actions as an example to all the Saiyans. And Kappen was promoted to High General of the SF as a result. The day that the news was announced many young Saiyans turned their backs on their families to join the SF, and many vowed never to speak to their fathers again in order to achieve the same standards as Kappen.
Dr. Bronar's own son had been one of theses Saiyans. The thought of him made hatred boil up inside of his body. How could Kappen stand there with that cocky smile on his face when he had caused so much pain to so many Saiyans? But Dr. Bronar didn't get a moment to dwell on his own grudges because The High Leader had taken his seat and announced that the trail had begun.
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Next Chapter: Prologue Part 2- Freesia
Thank you for reading let me know what you think.
*Hailey*
A/N: Hi, well, this is my first DBZ/GT fanfic, it is also the first fanfic I've published on this site so please review! I really hope you like it as I love writing it. This prologue introduces a few OC's however only one of them will take a large role in the story but the rest are quite important for background knowledge. I couldn't decide, this prologue is quite long so I've split it into two parts, the second I should post later this week so you don't have to wait too long before getting into the main story. I've have some great idea's for the coming chapters, at least I hope they're great, so please let me know how you think the story is going as it progresses. Thanks for taking the time to read A World Apart *Hailey* VegetaGirlOne ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or GT, but I do own my OC's, but you'll find out who they are.
Prologue Part One - The Trial
Planet F79SC
The trembling saiyan man stood alone in the centre of the presentation room. He clasped his sweating hands together nervously and, at the base of his spine his long brown tail coiled in tension. He glanced around the room, he had stood here many times before to discuss his latest scientific discoveries but back then the room had seemed less imposing, less threatening. The room had always been dark, the whole compound had been build underground, but to him it had never taken on this sinister air before.
He glanced around him. Looking to every item of industrial style furniture, every buckle of paint on the white washed walls, every hum of the generators that pumped heat throughout the compound, for some sort of inspiration.
He adjusted his glasses and focused his eyes upon the clock on the opposite wall.
"9:45" he muttered unhappily to himself. He had 3 minutes in order to think up an argument, to protect himself and his failed experiment. Despite the ticking clock he found his thoughts drifting back to the events of the morning…
He had been in the lab alone as usual, researching further into his "DNA Development Experimentation". When the large, heavy door of the lab swung open with such force that it made the test tube he had been holding crash to the floor and its contents leak around his feet.
Into the lab strode a young saiyan man wearing a neat blue uniform covered with golden armour, a shining silver scouter sat over his left eye. The young warrior stamped his foot and barked his arrival with such volume that the glass equipment of the lab began to tinkle, as if shaking in fear.
"Dr. Bronar, I have orders from our High Leader."
Dr. Bronar took a long look at the saiyan who had so rudely interrupted his work, he saw that he was young, very young in fact, barley sixteen. But from the silver scouter that bedecked his face it was obvious that the visitor had already been enlisted in the Saiyan Force.
Dr. Bronar sighed heavily and shook his head before he walked closer to the young soldier.
"Really, I can't believe that they are even enrolling people as young as yourself in the SF nowadays, what's your name boy?" Inquired the scientist.
"Asnes," snapped the soldier as if already bored with talking to the scientist. " And, our great Leader believes that if we posses the strengths and capabilities of a saiyan warrior, then age means nothing, and I sir poses those capabilities." Recited Asnes his voice oozing with confidence.
Dr. Bronar chuckled silently to himself, his race never changed. It was rare to find a saiyan that, like himself, was not obsessed with their own power and had not become arrogant and insensitive. Although they had their faults Dr. Bronar was fond of his race, their tough attitude and cold exteriors was all part of their charm, in his eyes.
"Anyway, what are these orders you have been sent to deliver?" Said Dr. Bronar in a mock serious tone. But Asnes took no notice, he just stood straight and stamped his foot a second time.
"I have been sent to inform you that our High Leader has called you to present your case for the right of protection concerning 'DNA Development Experimentation #1'. I have been ordered to escort you to the presentation room, where you trial will begin in one hour from now. "
Any warmth or humour that Dr. Bronar had been feeling immediately slipped away.
"What that can't be right?" He thought to himself "I expected the trial soon but not this soon!" What could he do? He wasn't ready yet. His horror must have shown in his face because Asnes shot him a nasty smile.
"One hour is all you have Doctor, take what you need and follow me."
In a shocked and confused state Dr. Bronar grabbed a bundle of papers and hurriedly followed the soldier out into the corridor.
So that's how he came to be sitting here in the presentation room, glancing nervously at the clock and trying to unscramble his confused train of thought.
"Tock…"
Ten O'clock exactly, Dr. Bronar swallowed as if in search for inspiration or maybe just for luck. His eyes fixed on the door. This was it, his future and reputation hang in the balance. But what he didn't know was, that his performance now would effect every saiyan that there was left.
The door opened knocking Dr. Bronar away from his thoughts and back into reality.
Into the room strode The High Leader. He locked eyes with Dr. Bronar, he didn't know why but Dr. Bronar had never noticed how intimidating The High Leader's stare was until now, he had never even looked at his leader this way before. He had just been a political figure head that dictated the lives of the military saiyan population of the compound. Now standing before him he realised how much control and fear The High Leader held over every Saiyan. Not they recognised it as fear, it was more like tradition. The High Leader ruled over them whether they liked it or not, it was just the way things were and despite their saiyan honour they accepted it as normality.
Every now and then a Saiyan freedom fighter would arise, fighting for the liberation of their warrior race but few rarely made it out of the planning stages before their assassination attempts were discovered and their followers put to death.
Dr. Bronar broke from the High Leader's stare as he walked further into the room. The High Leader was flanked either side by two Saiyans, both wore the gold and blue uniform that all Saiyans wore. One of them was female the other male.
The female, Dr. Bronar didn't recognise, but if he hadn't been so nervous he would have realised that she was extremely pretty,. She carried a small hand held computer that Dr. Bronar himself had designed. Seeing this he realised that she must be the new secretary to the High Leader. Dr. Bronar took a moment to pity the girl, she seemed pleased with herself but the doctor had seen too many young girls ruined at the hands of the High Leader, but as always, sadly there was nothing anyone could do.
The male Saiyan was a well known face around the compound, a highly praised general named Kappen. Kappen had begun life the son of a low level soldier, but after joining the SF he quickly won his place in the higher ranks of the army and making a respected name for himself as a ferocious warrior. His shining hour came when his own father was exposed as one of the leaders in a loop of freedom fighters, and Kappen took it upon himself to personally destroy his family for the good of his race. While a deed like this may have caused much controversy, The High Leader praised Kappen and his actions as an example to all the Saiyans. And Kappen was promoted to High General of the SF as a result. The day that the news was announced many young Saiyans turned their backs on their families to join the SF, and many vowed never to speak to their fathers again in order to achieve the same standards as Kappen.
Dr. Bronar's own son had been one of theses Saiyans. The thought of him made hatred boil up inside of his body. How could Kappen stand there with that cocky smile on his face when he had caused so much pain to so many Saiyans? But Dr. Bronar didn't get a moment to dwell on his own grudges because The High Leader had taken his seat and announced that the trail had begun.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Next Chapter: Prologue Part 2- Freesia
Thank you for reading let me know what you think.
*Hailey*