Dragon Ball Yugure Z
A Dragon Ball Z fanfiction
by Son Goharotto (son_goharotto@hotmail.com)
Welcome to Dragon Ball Yugure Z, my personal pet project. This is what I like to call a "multi-generational alternaverse epic." Expect a complex story spanning several volumes that are littered with cliff-hangers and titanic battles. DBYZ has been revised in its entirety. While some episodes have merely been ridden of typos, others have been rewritten completely. I'll be starting from the beginning at one episode a day so new readers can join in, undaunted by DBYZ's length, and old readers can review past events. All this is leading up to the new Episode 37, from which I'll try to keep a normal updating pace instead of letting this be forgotten as it once was.
DISCLAIMER: As much as I mgiht wish it not to be, DBZ does not belong to me. It's the property of Akira Toriyama-sama and many others who (unfortunately) aren't me. I'm not trying to make any money off of this and it's just a way for me to show my love of all things Dragon Ball. Well, except maybe GT. Bleah. I is teh poor, so don't sue me.
WARNINGS: As a whole, this series contains mature language (usually in Japanese), graphic violence, brutality, mature situations (non-lemon), and a touch of angst.
NOTES: A liberal amount of Japanese vocabulary is sprinkled throughout, though nothing extremely important is ever said in another language that isn't translated. Mostly just basic Otaku Japanese. I've compiled a list of phrases I use on my homepage here: www.enpitsudo-dojo.com/libjapanese.html.
"dialogue"
""layered voice"" (Fusion, for example)
{alien language}
[thoughts, telepathy, memories]
_stressed words_
*sounds*
~scene change~
Volume I -- The Nagareboshi Saga
Episode 11 -- Gimme Five Minutes!! Goku's Desperate Plan!!
"Five minutes, that's all I need....."
Using the back of his glove, Vegeta wiped a bit of blood from his brow and eyed Goku warily. "What are you planning, Kakarotto?"
Goku's eyes narrowed and he regarded the three with an apologetic frown. "......Nagareboshi is playing with us. It didn't expect this to be a real fight and powerful as you may be now....I don't know if we can beat It at this rate."
Goten whirled around, as if frightened Nagareboshi would attack when he wasn't looking, but the bizarre shape-shifter was simply standing there, watching them from afar. He slowly floated up next to his father, though not quite taking his eyes from his foe. "You're kidding, ne, tousan? Ne?"
"We can barely keep up as it is," Trunks added, "Your absence might be all It needs to beat us..."
The older warrior gave the two teens a weary, yet warm, smile. "Oi, don't be like that. You've been training blind, but now ya know how It fights. I trust you'll do fine."
"Enough of the bull shit, Kakarotto!" Vegeta barked. He took Goku by the shoulder, roughly spinning him to face the frustrated prince. "What is going through that empty head of yours!? Has your retarded brain rotted enough that you've hatched another hare-brained scheme!?"
Seeming no worse for the verbal assault, Goku chuckled soundlessly. "C'mon now, Vegeta. Have a little faith in me, if only this once."
"......"
"T-tousan....?" Goten started, but trailed off as Vegeta turned to face the boys.
Not bothering to look over his shoulder, "Five minutes, huh? We can do at least that. Don't screw this up, Kakarotto, or we'll have our rematch _real_ soon." Vegeta flared his aura and pushed his ki up, the strain evident as veins began to bulge across his muscles. "Let's go you lazy bakas!" Vegeta shouted at his two students, "Did I train two men or did I waste my time on whimpering children?"
Trunks and Goten each replied with a resounding 'Hai!' and followed suit, separating just enough so they didn't flash-fry each other with their battle auras. Heating the air to oven temperatures in an instant, the three Saiyajin forced themselves to the pinnacle of their power. The two youths couldn't match the sheer magnitude of ki of their teacher, but they tried their utmost to make up for it in raw physical power. Electricity crackled between them as their muscles pumped up until both Goten and Trunks were nearly twice their original size.
Vegeta nodded, satisfied that this was the farthest they could get for the moment and rocketed down towards the ground, leading the way in a charge on their adversary.
Meanwhile, Goku raised his arms up to the sky and blocked out all sights, sounds, and thoughts in order to calm his heart. He let his muscles relax and took deep breaths, calling out to the planet with his mind. [Chikyuu no okaasama...I know I ain't been the best son, but you hafta forgive me....for now, for just long enough....to do this right......]
Seeing Its enemies rush down, Nagareboshi put two fingers to Its head, then whipped them forward, "CHOU MAKKANKUSAPPU!!!" The screw beam cut through the air, but was easily avoided by the three, already expecting a head-on attack.
"You'll have to do better than that!!" Vegeta raged as he fired his own ki beam. Nagareboshi knocked it aside and flew up to meet Vegeta in the air. Finally going on the offensive, It lashed out with lightning fast blows, severely beating upon the Saiyajin's face and chest.
However, over two-hundred kilograms of Saiyajin landed on Nagareboshi's shoulders as It was crushed under Goten and Trunks' combined mass. They rebounded off as It was knocked down to the ground and closed in again with Vegeta, assaulting the creature with crushing blows just as It got to Its feet. They flew as a group across the ground and through the air, trading blows faster than the eye could follow.
[The mountains... the trees... the oceans... the animals... and every person on this planet...]
Mountains so big that even the mighty forces of nature couldn't weather away were torn apart amidst their fierce melee. Having forced Nagareboshi on the defensive, the trio of Saiyajin beat It relentlessly with all their power.
Goten and Trunks swerved around to Its back and struck, pounding dents into Its flesh. Vegeta flipped and kicked at Nagareboshi's 'chin', rocking the beast's body with the sheer force of the blow. Attempting to counter, Nagareboshi spun, attacking randomly to break up their formation. But they each deftly avoided Its desperate attacks and found an opening on which to close in, again pummeling the creature.
Becoming frustrated, Nagareboshi reached out and grabbed Trunks and Goten's heads, smashing them together, the both of them spitting up blood. Ducking around the collision, Vegeta struck with a mule kick and grabbed Its forelock to knee It in the face. Nagareboshi recovered quickly and seized Vegeta's ankle, tossing him aside and into a mountain, the shattered stone burying him under tons of rubble.
[Onegai, lend me your power......]
Goten took Trunks by the hand and swung him around, then let go, propelling his friend at Nagareboshi. His enemy caught off guard, Trunks plowed into the creature and flew with all his strength, powering his surprised foe into a mountain. Leaving Nagareboshi half buried in the rock face, Trunks drew his sword and struck. He knew it would only serve to aggravate the shape-shifter, but even then, with each slash of the perfect razor edge, he could cut off an arm or a leg or open a gaping wound in Its torso that needed to be healed, slowing it down that much more.
Trunks was relentless and would have sliced the beast to ribbons if not for the regenerative abilities of Its puddy-like body. Nagareboshi cussed at the young Saiyajin--during the intervals when It still had a mouth at least--until the lavender-haired youth grew annoyed. With a malicious grin that would do his father proud, Trunks formed a ki orb in his free hand and promptly shoved it in the creature's gaping maw. A look of what could only be described as shock passed across Nagareboshi's face and Trunks back-peddled just soon enough to avoid being sprayed with gore as Its head and neck detonated in a flash of fire and charred purple flesh.
Forcing himself to fly backwards as fast as possible, Trunks left Nagareboshi's flailing body, even as the head began to slowly reform. Shouting as loud as he could in his mind, [Goten!!! IMA!!!!!]
[The world is burnt...but the people live...as long as there is hope....lend me your power!]
High up, Goten had held his ground and had been amassing his ki for a hay-maker blast. The ball of ki held tightly between his hands looked like a star from afar, which was nearly blinding to Goten as he struggled to concentrate it further. Finally catching Trunks mental signal, Goten pointed the deadly orb down at its target and barked with laughter. "How 'bout a taste of your own medicine, chikuSHOOOO!!!"
Letting his rage spill forth, the pillar of energy blasted down from the heavens like the wrath of some angry god. Flashing past Trunks--so close that it burned away his sleeve--it shot earth-ward and splashed across the rocks like napalm, but for only a moment before the very mountain melted under the extreme heat. The backlash of the explosion created some fierce turbulence and Trunks feared he would fall into it when he felt a pair of hands on his back, steadying him.
"I gotcha, Trunks," Goten shouted over the roaring winds.
"Oi, remind me to never get you mad at me," Trunks joked. Regaining his balance, he and Goten rose above the affects of the blast and looked up at Goku. He seemed frozen in place, not moving an inch, completely absorbed in his task. Above him, a globe of sparkling blue ki consumed the sky, wispy clouds swirling around it as it slowly gained mass.
"Sugoi," Goten breathed, "I don't know which is more daunting: How big that is, or that tousan and jisan think we need it to destroy Nagareboshi..."
Nodding, "Agreed..." Blinking like something had just occurred to him, Trunks hastily surveyed the landscape below. "Kuso, we forgot Papa!"
"Let's go look for him!"
[......c'mon! I know you've got more to give! Onegai shimasu! I need your power!]
Goten and Trunks hastily flew down to the mountain Vegeta had been buried under and started throwing aside rocks in an effort to find him. After a few minutes, the explosion from Goten's blast was dying down and Goku still didn't seem ready, so they picked up the pace by just punching through the big boulders until they heard a groan. Working ever harder, they eventually uncovered a blood-stained white glove. About to drag him out, Vegeta stood up, throwing off debris and scaring the crap out of the two youths.
Vegeta was dirty and bruised, but seemed no worse off than before. Taking deep, slow breaths, he eventually caught his second wind and recovered enough to growl, "...K-kisama...kono yogore...."
Trunks helped his father to his feet, waiting until the elder Saiyajin was steady before stepping back. "Daijoubu, Papa?"
"Feh, I'm not dead yet." Vegeta looked over to the explosion, which was now almost gone, and appraised the damage. A smirk graced his face for just a moment and the prince rose into the air, absent-mindedly worked a kink out of his shoulder. Trunks and Goten knew that would be the best compliment they could get and followed him up. As they approached the crater, Vegeta glanced up at Goku, the ki sphere growing still and giving off a glow that bathed the battle ground in a blue hue. [Kuso, still not as big as the one he used on Furiza...] Aloud, "We still need to give him more time, so let's get to it."
Goten, who was still a bit drained from pouring out so much ki, followed just behind Vegeta while Trunks took point and was the first to reach the crater. Peering through the smoke and debris, Trunks turned back to the others and cheerily announced that they had thoroughly trounced Nagareboshi. "I think we did it!"
Distracted, Trunks didn't notice the rocks below him part and Nagareboshi's battered form rocket up towards him. Out of the corner of his eye, Trunks saw a streak of movement and turned just in time to see the creature's enraged face and was frozen with surprise. Time seemed to slow down for the teen and every detail of his adversary's face was clear, every scratch, every welt, the flared nostrils, blood shot eyes, contorted wrinkles. His mind a blank, Trunks could do nothing but watch as the shape-shifter drew ever closer, as It reached out for him, and as Vegeta knocked him aside to be caught in the beast's grasp instead.
Nagareboshi carried Vegeta ever higher, past Trunks, up to the clouds. Unhindered by battle and driven by a greed for power, It moved too fast for Trunks and Goten to keep up and climbed higher and higher. Then stopped. Holding Vegeta's head in an iron grip, the creature eyed Its struggling prey. Finally, drawing upon Its innate abilities, Nagareboshi began to absorb the Saiyajin no Ouji.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Fueled by his guardian's tortured screams of pain, Goten pushed harder than ever and streaked up to intercept, his punch lancing out with all his strength. Almost casually, Nagareboshi caught the blow with Its free hand, holding a shocked Goten by the forearm. Giving Its assailant a vicious twist, It snapped Goten's arm and then roughly pulled him to the side, nearly tearing the youth's arm out of it's socket.
"G-gk-kk-gaaaaAAAAAHHH!!!!!!"
Trunks, having finally recovered, tore through the sky like a bat out of hell, his battle cry nearly drowning out those of his best friend and father. Bearing all the rage and power he could muster, the lavender-haired warrior brought his sword to bear and slashed, shearing off the arm that held Goten and spun to free his father, but in that short moment, Nagareboshi attacked. Ignoring Its falling appendage, It lunged at Trunks with the stump of Its arm and smashed the young warrior's throat. Eyes glazed witht he sudden pain, it was a wonder he didn't drop his sword.
And Goten, barely conscious from the pain in his arm, could only watch as his best friend chocked on his own Adam's Apple.
A Dragon Ball Z fanfiction
by Son Goharotto (son_goharotto@hotmail.com)
Welcome to Dragon Ball Yugure Z, my personal pet project. This is what I like to call a "multi-generational alternaverse epic." Expect a complex story spanning several volumes that are littered with cliff-hangers and titanic battles. DBYZ has been revised in its entirety. While some episodes have merely been ridden of typos, others have been rewritten completely. I'll be starting from the beginning at one episode a day so new readers can join in, undaunted by DBYZ's length, and old readers can review past events. All this is leading up to the new Episode 37, from which I'll try to keep a normal updating pace instead of letting this be forgotten as it once was.
DISCLAIMER: As much as I mgiht wish it not to be, DBZ does not belong to me. It's the property of Akira Toriyama-sama and many others who (unfortunately) aren't me. I'm not trying to make any money off of this and it's just a way for me to show my love of all things Dragon Ball. Well, except maybe GT. Bleah. I is teh poor, so don't sue me.
WARNINGS: As a whole, this series contains mature language (usually in Japanese), graphic violence, brutality, mature situations (non-lemon), and a touch of angst.
NOTES: A liberal amount of Japanese vocabulary is sprinkled throughout, though nothing extremely important is ever said in another language that isn't translated. Mostly just basic Otaku Japanese. I've compiled a list of phrases I use on my homepage here: www.enpitsudo-dojo.com/libjapanese.html.
"dialogue"
""layered voice"" (Fusion, for example)
{alien language}
[thoughts, telepathy, memories]
_stressed words_
*sounds*
~scene change~
Volume I -- The Nagareboshi Saga
Episode 11 -- Gimme Five Minutes!! Goku's Desperate Plan!!
"Five minutes, that's all I need....."
Using the back of his glove, Vegeta wiped a bit of blood from his brow and eyed Goku warily. "What are you planning, Kakarotto?"
Goku's eyes narrowed and he regarded the three with an apologetic frown. "......Nagareboshi is playing with us. It didn't expect this to be a real fight and powerful as you may be now....I don't know if we can beat It at this rate."
Goten whirled around, as if frightened Nagareboshi would attack when he wasn't looking, but the bizarre shape-shifter was simply standing there, watching them from afar. He slowly floated up next to his father, though not quite taking his eyes from his foe. "You're kidding, ne, tousan? Ne?"
"We can barely keep up as it is," Trunks added, "Your absence might be all It needs to beat us..."
The older warrior gave the two teens a weary, yet warm, smile. "Oi, don't be like that. You've been training blind, but now ya know how It fights. I trust you'll do fine."
"Enough of the bull shit, Kakarotto!" Vegeta barked. He took Goku by the shoulder, roughly spinning him to face the frustrated prince. "What is going through that empty head of yours!? Has your retarded brain rotted enough that you've hatched another hare-brained scheme!?"
Seeming no worse for the verbal assault, Goku chuckled soundlessly. "C'mon now, Vegeta. Have a little faith in me, if only this once."
"......"
"T-tousan....?" Goten started, but trailed off as Vegeta turned to face the boys.
Not bothering to look over his shoulder, "Five minutes, huh? We can do at least that. Don't screw this up, Kakarotto, or we'll have our rematch _real_ soon." Vegeta flared his aura and pushed his ki up, the strain evident as veins began to bulge across his muscles. "Let's go you lazy bakas!" Vegeta shouted at his two students, "Did I train two men or did I waste my time on whimpering children?"
Trunks and Goten each replied with a resounding 'Hai!' and followed suit, separating just enough so they didn't flash-fry each other with their battle auras. Heating the air to oven temperatures in an instant, the three Saiyajin forced themselves to the pinnacle of their power. The two youths couldn't match the sheer magnitude of ki of their teacher, but they tried their utmost to make up for it in raw physical power. Electricity crackled between them as their muscles pumped up until both Goten and Trunks were nearly twice their original size.
Vegeta nodded, satisfied that this was the farthest they could get for the moment and rocketed down towards the ground, leading the way in a charge on their adversary.
Meanwhile, Goku raised his arms up to the sky and blocked out all sights, sounds, and thoughts in order to calm his heart. He let his muscles relax and took deep breaths, calling out to the planet with his mind. [Chikyuu no okaasama...I know I ain't been the best son, but you hafta forgive me....for now, for just long enough....to do this right......]
Seeing Its enemies rush down, Nagareboshi put two fingers to Its head, then whipped them forward, "CHOU MAKKANKUSAPPU!!!" The screw beam cut through the air, but was easily avoided by the three, already expecting a head-on attack.
"You'll have to do better than that!!" Vegeta raged as he fired his own ki beam. Nagareboshi knocked it aside and flew up to meet Vegeta in the air. Finally going on the offensive, It lashed out with lightning fast blows, severely beating upon the Saiyajin's face and chest.
However, over two-hundred kilograms of Saiyajin landed on Nagareboshi's shoulders as It was crushed under Goten and Trunks' combined mass. They rebounded off as It was knocked down to the ground and closed in again with Vegeta, assaulting the creature with crushing blows just as It got to Its feet. They flew as a group across the ground and through the air, trading blows faster than the eye could follow.
[The mountains... the trees... the oceans... the animals... and every person on this planet...]
Mountains so big that even the mighty forces of nature couldn't weather away were torn apart amidst their fierce melee. Having forced Nagareboshi on the defensive, the trio of Saiyajin beat It relentlessly with all their power.
Goten and Trunks swerved around to Its back and struck, pounding dents into Its flesh. Vegeta flipped and kicked at Nagareboshi's 'chin', rocking the beast's body with the sheer force of the blow. Attempting to counter, Nagareboshi spun, attacking randomly to break up their formation. But they each deftly avoided Its desperate attacks and found an opening on which to close in, again pummeling the creature.
Becoming frustrated, Nagareboshi reached out and grabbed Trunks and Goten's heads, smashing them together, the both of them spitting up blood. Ducking around the collision, Vegeta struck with a mule kick and grabbed Its forelock to knee It in the face. Nagareboshi recovered quickly and seized Vegeta's ankle, tossing him aside and into a mountain, the shattered stone burying him under tons of rubble.
[Onegai, lend me your power......]
Goten took Trunks by the hand and swung him around, then let go, propelling his friend at Nagareboshi. His enemy caught off guard, Trunks plowed into the creature and flew with all his strength, powering his surprised foe into a mountain. Leaving Nagareboshi half buried in the rock face, Trunks drew his sword and struck. He knew it would only serve to aggravate the shape-shifter, but even then, with each slash of the perfect razor edge, he could cut off an arm or a leg or open a gaping wound in Its torso that needed to be healed, slowing it down that much more.
Trunks was relentless and would have sliced the beast to ribbons if not for the regenerative abilities of Its puddy-like body. Nagareboshi cussed at the young Saiyajin--during the intervals when It still had a mouth at least--until the lavender-haired youth grew annoyed. With a malicious grin that would do his father proud, Trunks formed a ki orb in his free hand and promptly shoved it in the creature's gaping maw. A look of what could only be described as shock passed across Nagareboshi's face and Trunks back-peddled just soon enough to avoid being sprayed with gore as Its head and neck detonated in a flash of fire and charred purple flesh.
Forcing himself to fly backwards as fast as possible, Trunks left Nagareboshi's flailing body, even as the head began to slowly reform. Shouting as loud as he could in his mind, [Goten!!! IMA!!!!!]
[The world is burnt...but the people live...as long as there is hope....lend me your power!]
High up, Goten had held his ground and had been amassing his ki for a hay-maker blast. The ball of ki held tightly between his hands looked like a star from afar, which was nearly blinding to Goten as he struggled to concentrate it further. Finally catching Trunks mental signal, Goten pointed the deadly orb down at its target and barked with laughter. "How 'bout a taste of your own medicine, chikuSHOOOO!!!"
Letting his rage spill forth, the pillar of energy blasted down from the heavens like the wrath of some angry god. Flashing past Trunks--so close that it burned away his sleeve--it shot earth-ward and splashed across the rocks like napalm, but for only a moment before the very mountain melted under the extreme heat. The backlash of the explosion created some fierce turbulence and Trunks feared he would fall into it when he felt a pair of hands on his back, steadying him.
"I gotcha, Trunks," Goten shouted over the roaring winds.
"Oi, remind me to never get you mad at me," Trunks joked. Regaining his balance, he and Goten rose above the affects of the blast and looked up at Goku. He seemed frozen in place, not moving an inch, completely absorbed in his task. Above him, a globe of sparkling blue ki consumed the sky, wispy clouds swirling around it as it slowly gained mass.
"Sugoi," Goten breathed, "I don't know which is more daunting: How big that is, or that tousan and jisan think we need it to destroy Nagareboshi..."
Nodding, "Agreed..." Blinking like something had just occurred to him, Trunks hastily surveyed the landscape below. "Kuso, we forgot Papa!"
"Let's go look for him!"
[......c'mon! I know you've got more to give! Onegai shimasu! I need your power!]
Goten and Trunks hastily flew down to the mountain Vegeta had been buried under and started throwing aside rocks in an effort to find him. After a few minutes, the explosion from Goten's blast was dying down and Goku still didn't seem ready, so they picked up the pace by just punching through the big boulders until they heard a groan. Working ever harder, they eventually uncovered a blood-stained white glove. About to drag him out, Vegeta stood up, throwing off debris and scaring the crap out of the two youths.
Vegeta was dirty and bruised, but seemed no worse off than before. Taking deep, slow breaths, he eventually caught his second wind and recovered enough to growl, "...K-kisama...kono yogore...."
Trunks helped his father to his feet, waiting until the elder Saiyajin was steady before stepping back. "Daijoubu, Papa?"
"Feh, I'm not dead yet." Vegeta looked over to the explosion, which was now almost gone, and appraised the damage. A smirk graced his face for just a moment and the prince rose into the air, absent-mindedly worked a kink out of his shoulder. Trunks and Goten knew that would be the best compliment they could get and followed him up. As they approached the crater, Vegeta glanced up at Goku, the ki sphere growing still and giving off a glow that bathed the battle ground in a blue hue. [Kuso, still not as big as the one he used on Furiza...] Aloud, "We still need to give him more time, so let's get to it."
Goten, who was still a bit drained from pouring out so much ki, followed just behind Vegeta while Trunks took point and was the first to reach the crater. Peering through the smoke and debris, Trunks turned back to the others and cheerily announced that they had thoroughly trounced Nagareboshi. "I think we did it!"
Distracted, Trunks didn't notice the rocks below him part and Nagareboshi's battered form rocket up towards him. Out of the corner of his eye, Trunks saw a streak of movement and turned just in time to see the creature's enraged face and was frozen with surprise. Time seemed to slow down for the teen and every detail of his adversary's face was clear, every scratch, every welt, the flared nostrils, blood shot eyes, contorted wrinkles. His mind a blank, Trunks could do nothing but watch as the shape-shifter drew ever closer, as It reached out for him, and as Vegeta knocked him aside to be caught in the beast's grasp instead.
Nagareboshi carried Vegeta ever higher, past Trunks, up to the clouds. Unhindered by battle and driven by a greed for power, It moved too fast for Trunks and Goten to keep up and climbed higher and higher. Then stopped. Holding Vegeta's head in an iron grip, the creature eyed Its struggling prey. Finally, drawing upon Its innate abilities, Nagareboshi began to absorb the Saiyajin no Ouji.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Fueled by his guardian's tortured screams of pain, Goten pushed harder than ever and streaked up to intercept, his punch lancing out with all his strength. Almost casually, Nagareboshi caught the blow with Its free hand, holding a shocked Goten by the forearm. Giving Its assailant a vicious twist, It snapped Goten's arm and then roughly pulled him to the side, nearly tearing the youth's arm out of it's socket.
"G-gk-kk-gaaaaAAAAAHHH!!!!!!"
Trunks, having finally recovered, tore through the sky like a bat out of hell, his battle cry nearly drowning out those of his best friend and father. Bearing all the rage and power he could muster, the lavender-haired warrior brought his sword to bear and slashed, shearing off the arm that held Goten and spun to free his father, but in that short moment, Nagareboshi attacked. Ignoring Its falling appendage, It lunged at Trunks with the stump of Its arm and smashed the young warrior's throat. Eyes glazed witht he sudden pain, it was a wonder he didn't drop his sword.
And Goten, barely conscious from the pain in his arm, could only watch as his best friend chocked on his own Adam's Apple.