I don't own Dragon Ball Z or Breath of Fire.
I'm posting this to see if anyone's interested in getting more. It's been rolling around in the back of my head for a while. The main story focuses more on Ryu and Gohan in High School than on Seventeen, but it was a good way to introduce the story.
Prologue - History of Things to Come
I walked down the road, not really paying attention to where I was going. I looked down at my feet, just wandering. Self-pity wasn't in my nature usually, but for now I was feeling pretty damn sorry for myself. My sister was off and gone with some human guy, and I had nothing to do. My purpose in life was gone, and so was the only family I'd ever had.
Not that I can blame her.
Eighteen was… special, hell, any guy with a sister will tell you that, but we were the only two of our kind. It had been one year since those fools my sister hung out with brought me back.
No, I suppose I'm the foolish one. There has to be something to them if Eighteen married one.
I had thought it was a joke at first when she told me, but she had actually agreed to marry one of them, some Krillan guy, the bald one. I'd been at the wedding last month, as a gesture, but now I was back on the road.
And I have nothing to do.
Then, somewhere off in the distance, I heard screams. Without thinking, I flew up and tracked them to their source. When Eighteen had told me she was getting married, I had asked her what she saw in the guy, he was short and bald after all, and he had no nose. Not much of a catch, even I could tell that much. She had shrugged and said that when she had first seen him, something had clicked inside her. She had tried to fight it, but in the end she couldn't. I had told her I believed it was a bunch of hogwash. Well, something like that. I wasn't that polite about it. Now, though, I wasn't sure.
The screams were coming from some dying thugs. Said thugs had set upon two travelers, and they were cornering a woman and a boy. The boy was fighting off the thugs with his fists, and was doing moderately well. I could tell he'd had formal training somewhere, though he was nowhere up the level of the Sayains, or even the human my sister had married as he appeared to not consciously use ki, but it was certainly enhancing his performance. The woman was casting lightning spells like there was no tomorrow. Which for her, there very well might not be. I didn't like magic, and I knew the Z warriors held little favor for it, preferring ki, the power of the body, to mana, power of the mind, any day, but I had to admit the woman was pretty good.
They were doing okay until the boy went down, and the grinning fools began to close on her, obviously looking for a little fun. For a brief instant, she looked up. Our eyes met, and for a second, time stopped.
When I saw her eyes, it was just like Eighteen said. Something clicked. Before I knew what was happening I was among the men, hitting them and launching ki blasts everywhere. It didn't take more than a few seconds to accomplish the task, and I turned to the woman, who was tending to the boy, and took a good look at her.
She was tall, that much was certain. She had high, delicate cheekbones, and her hair was a dark blue color flowing down her back, complementing her sea-green eyes. She wore a white gown, now stained, with golden trim. She whispered a few words, and a white-green glow surrounded the boy's body. When it exited, his wounds were missing, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Sara? You okay?"
So that's her name.
She smiled, and I felt my face glow with a blush.
"I'm fine, thanks to our kind stranger here…"
She looked up at me, obviously expecting a name. I had trouble remembering it at the sound of her voice.
"Seventeen. That's my name."
She looked at me for a second, probably wondering about said name, and smiled.
"Thank you…"
The boy got to his feet and examined me as well. His features greatly resembled Sara's but his hair was a light, almost sky blue, and his eyes a pale green.
"This is my little brother, Ryu."
The boy continued to examine me, distrust in his eyes. Sara hit him in the back of the head.
"Say thanks, Ryu!"
"Thanks."
The words were said flatly, his opinion of me evident. Sara sighed.
"You could show a little more gratitude, you know."
He looked at her and smiled a little.
"You're right."
The boy looked back at me and smiled though I could tell it was a little faked.
"I apologize. I'm not in the best of moods presently. Thank you for your assistance."
Sara smiled again, and I had to regulate my heart flow for a second.
"Would like to come back to our house with us and get something to eat? It's the least we can do."
I smiled my first real smile in a long time.
"I would love to."
I could tell her little brother was not to happy with his sister's decision to bring me back, but it was of little concern to me at the moment. The woman was intoxicating. We walked the short distance to her house, and entered. Before too much could happen though, she sent Ryu out for firewood.
"Bring back enough for a few days Ryu."
"I know Sara."
She smiled at me.
"Don't worry about him. He just had trouble warming up to people, ever since our parents died a few years ago he's been like that."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I really should go…"
She looked at me with a look of mock anger on her face.
"No, no don't worry about it. Sit, make yourself at home. I insist."
"If you're sure…"
She smiled at me warmly.
"Of course I am. Wait here, I have to go get some things ready."
She got up and left to the kitchen, and I examined my surroundings. The wooden house was well built, and seemed to contain a warm feeling to it that I couldn't identify. The door opened and Ryu entered, going over the chair opposite of me, and sitting down. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, and it looked like he was staring into the depths of my soul.
"If you hurt her, I'll kill you."
While I was confident that I could easily defeat the boy, the way he said the words so calmly made me shiver.
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~One Year Later~
"…I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
I leaned down and softly kissed Sara, only three seconds my wife and smiled. With that, I officially gained a last name, Drake. It had been a simple ceremony, with only her brother and my sister in attendance as witnesses.
Weeks later, I gazed at Sara beside me, taking in her form as she flew beside me in her dragonic form. A soft white, like her usual gown, with blue undersides. Her clan's ability to change shape into these creatures amazed me, and I knew that they were really a gentle people. I had done some research on the subject when I first found out, and discovered that they were the Brood, people of myth and legend, who, it was said, tried to destroy the world. Sara had explained that while the most powerful of their people probably could, they would never even consider such an act. So when humans came after them, they fled, or died, instead of fighting back, afraid of the consequences, the possibility that they might.
Humans. Always lashing out at what they don't understand.
We landed outside our home, her form glowing and changing back into that of a human woman, and discovered the now twelve-year-old Ryu asleep on the couch. Sara smiled and kissed his forehead, before motioning for me to follow to our bedroom. She closed the door behind her and come up behind me, wrapping her arms round me. Then she dropped a bombshell.
"I'm pregnant."
For a moment, the silence was as well. If my enhancements didn't keep me from doing so, I'm sure that I would have fainted away. I turned in the circle of her arms and looked into her eyes.
"Are you sure?"
She nodded.
"I'm a little afraid, but mostly of what Ryu will think."
"Your brother will be fine, he's a strong boy."
She smiled.
"Yes, he is."
I kissed her then, and wrapped an arm around the small of her back, ushering her towards the bed.
"Let's get some sleep. We'll think about what to tell him in the morning."
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~Four Years later~
I watched my opponent with sharp eyes, making sure to cover my defenses. Above me in power, but below me in skill, the younger man swooped underneath me and attacked upwards with a powerful ki blast. I barely dodged in time, and sent one back at him with incredible speed. The explosion caught him in the chin and the young warrior down into a crater in the dust. I smirked a little as I saw the Ryu shaped hole in the crater. I'd been training Ryu to use ki, and he was coming along.
He's good, but not that good.
Then I frowned as I heard a rumble from beneath me. I looked down to see the crater explode outward. I detected a massive power surge, and the next thing I knew, I was in an incredible amount of pain as I was knocked skywards. I gained control and looked down. There was Ryu's energy, but his form…
Great, he ascended…
I looked down to see something I didn't expect. Most dragons were built like other animals. Quadrupeds. This was something new. Lithe, skinny, and probably amazingly agile, this particular shape was a biped. It had iron gray scales from head to toe, and white hair hung down to the middle of his back.
Oh, boy…
I floated down slowly, trying to show relatively peaceful intentions. Sara had told me that the first 'ascension' was painful, and the warrior usually went berserk. Surprisingly, he let me come, watching me for a surprise attack. I spoke a little hesitantly.
"That's certainly… impressive…"
He grinned, a haunting thing on his face, his voice low and grumbling as he spoke.
"This is a Force class dragon. Warrior breed, built for physical combat rather than magic. Useful, no?"
I smirked.
"When did this happen? You certainly haven't gone nuts on like Sara told me to expect."
He shrugged.
"A few weeks ago. Overworked myself training and a mountain collapsed on me."
He grinned.
"These are usually considered faily weak dragons, but I can still use my ki in this form, so I'd like to think it has potential. Want to test me?"
From what I had been told, it was certainly possible. A brood was born in a whelp stage, and that constituted their dragon form until they 'ascended', and their dragon form matured. Not only did ascension happen randomly, the form was also random, reflecting the personality of the warrior using it, rather than it being hereditary.
With his ki training, this shape is certainly not inconceivable.
I didn't get a chance to answer him as I heard a tiny roar behind me as something collided with me. What had collided with me was my own son, Teepo, in his purplish whelp stage. The Whelp class dragon had a chubby body, small limbs, and big, bright eyes on its two horned head. The just barely three-year-old boy obviously wanted attention, having learned to fly almost as soon as he could walk. We both laughed then, and landed. Ryu changed back, but Teepo didn't.
"Change back, Teepo."
"ROAR!"
"Teepo…"
My voice carried a slight edge to it, and the small dragon changed back into a young boy. Teepo had dark purple hair in a style that resembled mine, and clothes to match. He scowled.
"Not fair."
Ryu laughed, and focus his eyes on the youth.
"You shouldn't be spending so much time in dragon shape anyways, Teepo. It could be dangerous until you're older."
He turned said scowl on his uncle.
"But, nunky Ryu, Is can fly!"
He sighed.
"But you can't defend yourself yet. Does your mom know you're out here?"
He shook his head. I groaned. The last time he had gotten loose from Sara both Ryu and I had been kicked out of the house for a week. Ryu and I exchanged a look. Neither of us wanted to bring him back. I sighed motioned for him to follow. We started back for the house.
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"So you let my baby go out there while you were fighting!!! What the hell were you thinking?!"
Ryu cringed under his older sister's admonition. I couldn't blame him. Just as great as she was when happy, she was scary when mad. This time though, she punctuated her thought with a lightning bolt.
"OWW!"
"GOOD! Maybe now you'll be more careful!"
Neither of us bothered to point out that it had been her who had let Teepo out of her sight. It just wasn't worth it, and we both knew it. Several hours later, when she had calmed down, she looked at Ryu with a speculative gleam in her eye. That was not a good look. That was her I've-got-something-up-my-sleeve look. Ryu looked over and saw it. He gulped.
"Yes, Sara?"
She smiled… deceptively.
"Ryu, how do you feel about school?"
He eyed her suspiciously.
"Waste of time. I know that stuff. Dragons are wise, remember?"
She continued smiling. I chuckled inwardly. He wasn't really all that wise; he just had a nearly photographic memory. All dragons did. He remembered nearly everything you told him.
"You're going anyways."
His jaw dropped. I was just glad I wasn't on the receiving end. He looked at her stubbornly.
"Not a chance!"
Her light smile turned to a hard look.
"Yes. You. Will."
"Yes Sara."
His defiance had crumbled immediately, and his voice was a soft squeak. She sighed.
"I'm not doing this to torture you…"
"Could have fooled me…"
Sara continued unabated.
"… but you need to broaden your horizons a little. There's a great school in Satan City. You start tomorrow."
He gaped at her. She was his legal guardian and could force him, his only being sixteen and all, but I'm sure he felt that this was going a little far. I agreed, but we both knew better than to cross her on it.
And with that, my brother in law, Ryu Drake, went to school.
I'm posting this to see if anyone's interested in getting more. It's been rolling around in the back of my head for a while. The main story focuses more on Ryu and Gohan in High School than on Seventeen, but it was a good way to introduce the story.
Prologue - History of Things to Come
I walked down the road, not really paying attention to where I was going. I looked down at my feet, just wandering. Self-pity wasn't in my nature usually, but for now I was feeling pretty damn sorry for myself. My sister was off and gone with some human guy, and I had nothing to do. My purpose in life was gone, and so was the only family I'd ever had.
Not that I can blame her.
Eighteen was… special, hell, any guy with a sister will tell you that, but we were the only two of our kind. It had been one year since those fools my sister hung out with brought me back.
No, I suppose I'm the foolish one. There has to be something to them if Eighteen married one.
I had thought it was a joke at first when she told me, but she had actually agreed to marry one of them, some Krillan guy, the bald one. I'd been at the wedding last month, as a gesture, but now I was back on the road.
And I have nothing to do.
Then, somewhere off in the distance, I heard screams. Without thinking, I flew up and tracked them to their source. When Eighteen had told me she was getting married, I had asked her what she saw in the guy, he was short and bald after all, and he had no nose. Not much of a catch, even I could tell that much. She had shrugged and said that when she had first seen him, something had clicked inside her. She had tried to fight it, but in the end she couldn't. I had told her I believed it was a bunch of hogwash. Well, something like that. I wasn't that polite about it. Now, though, I wasn't sure.
The screams were coming from some dying thugs. Said thugs had set upon two travelers, and they were cornering a woman and a boy. The boy was fighting off the thugs with his fists, and was doing moderately well. I could tell he'd had formal training somewhere, though he was nowhere up the level of the Sayains, or even the human my sister had married as he appeared to not consciously use ki, but it was certainly enhancing his performance. The woman was casting lightning spells like there was no tomorrow. Which for her, there very well might not be. I didn't like magic, and I knew the Z warriors held little favor for it, preferring ki, the power of the body, to mana, power of the mind, any day, but I had to admit the woman was pretty good.
They were doing okay until the boy went down, and the grinning fools began to close on her, obviously looking for a little fun. For a brief instant, she looked up. Our eyes met, and for a second, time stopped.
When I saw her eyes, it was just like Eighteen said. Something clicked. Before I knew what was happening I was among the men, hitting them and launching ki blasts everywhere. It didn't take more than a few seconds to accomplish the task, and I turned to the woman, who was tending to the boy, and took a good look at her.
She was tall, that much was certain. She had high, delicate cheekbones, and her hair was a dark blue color flowing down her back, complementing her sea-green eyes. She wore a white gown, now stained, with golden trim. She whispered a few words, and a white-green glow surrounded the boy's body. When it exited, his wounds were missing, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Sara? You okay?"
So that's her name.
She smiled, and I felt my face glow with a blush.
"I'm fine, thanks to our kind stranger here…"
She looked up at me, obviously expecting a name. I had trouble remembering it at the sound of her voice.
"Seventeen. That's my name."
She looked at me for a second, probably wondering about said name, and smiled.
"Thank you…"
The boy got to his feet and examined me as well. His features greatly resembled Sara's but his hair was a light, almost sky blue, and his eyes a pale green.
"This is my little brother, Ryu."
The boy continued to examine me, distrust in his eyes. Sara hit him in the back of the head.
"Say thanks, Ryu!"
"Thanks."
The words were said flatly, his opinion of me evident. Sara sighed.
"You could show a little more gratitude, you know."
He looked at her and smiled a little.
"You're right."
The boy looked back at me and smiled though I could tell it was a little faked.
"I apologize. I'm not in the best of moods presently. Thank you for your assistance."
Sara smiled again, and I had to regulate my heart flow for a second.
"Would like to come back to our house with us and get something to eat? It's the least we can do."
I smiled my first real smile in a long time.
"I would love to."
I could tell her little brother was not to happy with his sister's decision to bring me back, but it was of little concern to me at the moment. The woman was intoxicating. We walked the short distance to her house, and entered. Before too much could happen though, she sent Ryu out for firewood.
"Bring back enough for a few days Ryu."
"I know Sara."
She smiled at me.
"Don't worry about him. He just had trouble warming up to people, ever since our parents died a few years ago he's been like that."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I really should go…"
She looked at me with a look of mock anger on her face.
"No, no don't worry about it. Sit, make yourself at home. I insist."
"If you're sure…"
She smiled at me warmly.
"Of course I am. Wait here, I have to go get some things ready."
She got up and left to the kitchen, and I examined my surroundings. The wooden house was well built, and seemed to contain a warm feeling to it that I couldn't identify. The door opened and Ryu entered, going over the chair opposite of me, and sitting down. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, and it looked like he was staring into the depths of my soul.
"If you hurt her, I'll kill you."
While I was confident that I could easily defeat the boy, the way he said the words so calmly made me shiver.
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~One Year Later~
"…I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
I leaned down and softly kissed Sara, only three seconds my wife and smiled. With that, I officially gained a last name, Drake. It had been a simple ceremony, with only her brother and my sister in attendance as witnesses.
Weeks later, I gazed at Sara beside me, taking in her form as she flew beside me in her dragonic form. A soft white, like her usual gown, with blue undersides. Her clan's ability to change shape into these creatures amazed me, and I knew that they were really a gentle people. I had done some research on the subject when I first found out, and discovered that they were the Brood, people of myth and legend, who, it was said, tried to destroy the world. Sara had explained that while the most powerful of their people probably could, they would never even consider such an act. So when humans came after them, they fled, or died, instead of fighting back, afraid of the consequences, the possibility that they might.
Humans. Always lashing out at what they don't understand.
We landed outside our home, her form glowing and changing back into that of a human woman, and discovered the now twelve-year-old Ryu asleep on the couch. Sara smiled and kissed his forehead, before motioning for me to follow to our bedroom. She closed the door behind her and come up behind me, wrapping her arms round me. Then she dropped a bombshell.
"I'm pregnant."
For a moment, the silence was as well. If my enhancements didn't keep me from doing so, I'm sure that I would have fainted away. I turned in the circle of her arms and looked into her eyes.
"Are you sure?"
She nodded.
"I'm a little afraid, but mostly of what Ryu will think."
"Your brother will be fine, he's a strong boy."
She smiled.
"Yes, he is."
I kissed her then, and wrapped an arm around the small of her back, ushering her towards the bed.
"Let's get some sleep. We'll think about what to tell him in the morning."
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~Four Years later~
I watched my opponent with sharp eyes, making sure to cover my defenses. Above me in power, but below me in skill, the younger man swooped underneath me and attacked upwards with a powerful ki blast. I barely dodged in time, and sent one back at him with incredible speed. The explosion caught him in the chin and the young warrior down into a crater in the dust. I smirked a little as I saw the Ryu shaped hole in the crater. I'd been training Ryu to use ki, and he was coming along.
He's good, but not that good.
Then I frowned as I heard a rumble from beneath me. I looked down to see the crater explode outward. I detected a massive power surge, and the next thing I knew, I was in an incredible amount of pain as I was knocked skywards. I gained control and looked down. There was Ryu's energy, but his form…
Great, he ascended…
I looked down to see something I didn't expect. Most dragons were built like other animals. Quadrupeds. This was something new. Lithe, skinny, and probably amazingly agile, this particular shape was a biped. It had iron gray scales from head to toe, and white hair hung down to the middle of his back.
Oh, boy…
I floated down slowly, trying to show relatively peaceful intentions. Sara had told me that the first 'ascension' was painful, and the warrior usually went berserk. Surprisingly, he let me come, watching me for a surprise attack. I spoke a little hesitantly.
"That's certainly… impressive…"
He grinned, a haunting thing on his face, his voice low and grumbling as he spoke.
"This is a Force class dragon. Warrior breed, built for physical combat rather than magic. Useful, no?"
I smirked.
"When did this happen? You certainly haven't gone nuts on like Sara told me to expect."
He shrugged.
"A few weeks ago. Overworked myself training and a mountain collapsed on me."
He grinned.
"These are usually considered faily weak dragons, but I can still use my ki in this form, so I'd like to think it has potential. Want to test me?"
From what I had been told, it was certainly possible. A brood was born in a whelp stage, and that constituted their dragon form until they 'ascended', and their dragon form matured. Not only did ascension happen randomly, the form was also random, reflecting the personality of the warrior using it, rather than it being hereditary.
With his ki training, this shape is certainly not inconceivable.
I didn't get a chance to answer him as I heard a tiny roar behind me as something collided with me. What had collided with me was my own son, Teepo, in his purplish whelp stage. The Whelp class dragon had a chubby body, small limbs, and big, bright eyes on its two horned head. The just barely three-year-old boy obviously wanted attention, having learned to fly almost as soon as he could walk. We both laughed then, and landed. Ryu changed back, but Teepo didn't.
"Change back, Teepo."
"ROAR!"
"Teepo…"
My voice carried a slight edge to it, and the small dragon changed back into a young boy. Teepo had dark purple hair in a style that resembled mine, and clothes to match. He scowled.
"Not fair."
Ryu laughed, and focus his eyes on the youth.
"You shouldn't be spending so much time in dragon shape anyways, Teepo. It could be dangerous until you're older."
He turned said scowl on his uncle.
"But, nunky Ryu, Is can fly!"
He sighed.
"But you can't defend yourself yet. Does your mom know you're out here?"
He shook his head. I groaned. The last time he had gotten loose from Sara both Ryu and I had been kicked out of the house for a week. Ryu and I exchanged a look. Neither of us wanted to bring him back. I sighed motioned for him to follow. We started back for the house.
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"So you let my baby go out there while you were fighting!!! What the hell were you thinking?!"
Ryu cringed under his older sister's admonition. I couldn't blame him. Just as great as she was when happy, she was scary when mad. This time though, she punctuated her thought with a lightning bolt.
"OWW!"
"GOOD! Maybe now you'll be more careful!"
Neither of us bothered to point out that it had been her who had let Teepo out of her sight. It just wasn't worth it, and we both knew it. Several hours later, when she had calmed down, she looked at Ryu with a speculative gleam in her eye. That was not a good look. That was her I've-got-something-up-my-sleeve look. Ryu looked over and saw it. He gulped.
"Yes, Sara?"
She smiled… deceptively.
"Ryu, how do you feel about school?"
He eyed her suspiciously.
"Waste of time. I know that stuff. Dragons are wise, remember?"
She continued smiling. I chuckled inwardly. He wasn't really all that wise; he just had a nearly photographic memory. All dragons did. He remembered nearly everything you told him.
"You're going anyways."
His jaw dropped. I was just glad I wasn't on the receiving end. He looked at her stubbornly.
"Not a chance!"
Her light smile turned to a hard look.
"Yes. You. Will."
"Yes Sara."
His defiance had crumbled immediately, and his voice was a soft squeak. She sighed.
"I'm not doing this to torture you…"
"Could have fooled me…"
Sara continued unabated.
"… but you need to broaden your horizons a little. There's a great school in Satan City. You start tomorrow."
He gaped at her. She was his legal guardian and could force him, his only being sixteen and all, but I'm sure he felt that this was going a little far. I agreed, but we both knew better than to cross her on it.
And with that, my brother in law, Ryu Drake, went to school.