The Switch
Chapter 14 - News from the After Life.
By: Emerald Star
Pine slammed the door shut on her locker, twirling the com as she did so. Another day done, and only six weeks to go till the end of her torture. Gohan would be by Capsule Corp. today for another spar, so the dullness of the day would be eased somewhat.
Stretching, she walked lazily out the door of the building and towards where her ride home for the day was. Her ears twitched slightly as an odd sound different from the surrounding babble of students made itself known to her hearing. Pausing in her long strides, she looked to the left where she saw Gohan and a gang facing off.
Smirking, Pine leaned against a convenient cherry tree. [Finally, something fun. Can't wait for him to trounce their asses.]
Gohan was down in a fighter's stance, giving off his cocky grin. [Well he should be! There's no way those pathetic ningen could harm him.] As he was about to initiate the fight, he was distracted.
"Gohan," Videl cried from the sidelines, making the boy jerk his head in her direction, leaving him open for attack. The ningen scum, seeing the opening, moved to clock him.
That is, they would have, if a certain Namekian/Human hadn't been around.
In less then the time it takes a person to blink, Pine was in front of Gohan and holding the fist meant for the boys face. Looking into the bewildered eyes of the punk, Pine couldn't help but smirk, showing her fangs and giving him a demonic look. "Want to try that again, coward?" She said in a low whisper as she squeezed the boy's fist, causing him to cry out in pain. Knowing the image she would present, she licked her lips slowly, as if savoring something.
The whimpers from the gang member attested that, no, he didn't want to try again. Sighing in disappointment, Pine tossed the guy into a conveniently nearby wall that knocked him unconscious.
Looking over at the now fleeing gang, Pine snorted. Well, there went her day's entertainment. However, now she got to rail on Gohan. Turning around, her pissed off mask in place, Pine punched Gohan.
"Itai!"
"That's for dropping your guard, brat." With that, Pine continued on her way.
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Gohan smiled as Trunks opened the door for him, getting an interesting view of the demi-saiya-jin's knew hair cut, compliments of Vejita. With his lavender hair short and spiked up, he looked like some miniature punk rock star. (A/N: I never said what happened to him after the photo incident, did I? Hey, Piccolo still has that nude pic...)
"Hey Trunks, is Pine here?"
Trunks gave him a dirty look. "Where else would she be, Gohan?"
Gohan shrugged. "She could have gone home," he said, entering the house and waiting for Trunks to lead the way.
Trunks snorted as he closed the door. "Sorry, Gohan, but we're stuck with her for another six weeks. After that we'll never have to see her again, thank Kami," he replied, showing Gohan the way to the kitchen.
Gohan's steps faltered slightly for some reason, but when he noticed that Trunks was getting a bit to far ahead of him, he jogged to catch up.
"So what's on your schedule for today, elfie?"
"None of your damn business, kisama!"
Gohan sweat-dropped. Well, that seemed to be the typical conversation between Vejita and Pine.
"Konnichiwa, Vejita-san, Elfie-chan!" Gohan called as he entered the kitchen to find Vejita on his fifth bowl of cereal - "Stupid onna can't cook," he muttered - and become the recipient of an evil glare that promised a pounding later. Ignoring the venomous glare, Gohan took a seat next to Pine and stole a hard-boiled egg from her plate.
Gohan started shelling it as he looked over at Vejita. There was something he was forgetting... "Oh! Vejita-san! I forgot to invite you to the tournament!"
Vejita's ears twitched and he stopped eating to look up at the spawn of Kakarrot. Ah, the greatest difference between Vejita and Kakarrot, Vejita would stop eating when discussing something important well Kakarrot would just go and continue eating, talking with his mouth full. "A tournament?"
Gohan nodded. "It starts in two weeks, the Tenka-ichi Budookai!"
Pine blinked. "The strongest under the heavens..."
"I'm coming!"
Everyone blinked. "Otoosan?" Gohan breathed. "Kakarrot?" Vejita asked.
"Hello, mina-san!" Goku telepathed from the after life.
"How the hell can you come, Son? Your dead, last time I checked," Pine asked, truly puzzled.
"Easy, Pic- Oww!!! Kaio-sama! Why'd you hit me?!" Pine sweat-dropped.
"Because you'd probably screw up the explination, Goku! For your answer, Pine, he's getting special leave from the Dai-Kaio to come to Earth for a day since he helped save the planet so many times and he's getting on everyones nerves up here, constantly whining and asking random people to spar with him."
"What can I say? It's boring without anyone to spar with! And why did you call Pic- Oww! Now what did I do?!"
Vejita was snickering at this point and Pine had a face on as if she had just bitten into something sour.
"I'll explain later, now say good-bye to the nice people."
"Fine, fine. See-ya later, mina-san!"
"Well," Vejita said, getting over his little break in being the tough prince of the Saiya-jin, "since that idiot Kakarrot is going to be there, I'm entering also." He looked over at Trunks, who was really confused by this time. "You're entering also, brat."
*---*---*---*---*
Parked outside of the Capsule Corp. compound in West City was a monotone black van, and the conversation inside of it was really rather interesting.
"Alright, Wess, how's the survilence going?" asked a tall slightly skinny guy with brown hair in a black suit with black sunglasses on, leaning over the shoulder of a similarly dressed youth with red hair that was sitting infont of a keyboard and three moniters with a computer on the ground next to the adolescent's feet.
The youth tapped a couple of keys on a keyboard, "Well, boss," Wess said as a picture of Pine appeared rotating on the left screen, a scroll of data in the center, and the current picture of the Z-senshi in the kitchen of Capsule Corp. on the right screen. "From the last name enrolled for the subject at Orange Star High School, subject Pine is a relation of the Demon King. She's made friends with one Son Gohan and is living here, were she claims to have blood relation with the Capsule Corp. family. However, no such records have been found yet. Biological scans have been made and though half of her DNA is human, the other half is of unknown origin. The spy camera's still haven't been equiped with microphones yet, so we don't have any audio recording's. Other then that, her physical appearance would mark her as a demon, and the green skin hue, height, and pointed ears, mark her as an offspring of the Demon King."
A smirk was apparent on the tall man's face as he looked at the right screen. [Finally, a link to the Demon King. She'll know where he is if indeed she is his offspring.]
*---*---*---*---*
ES: O_O My, what a plot twist this is! FYI, after the whole Daimao incident in my story, the King of the World started a secret organization that would track down and kill demons. They've been very successful (Have YOU seen any demons in DBZ anywhere?) but one of there main objectives is to kill the Demon King, which they've never had a clue as to where to look for him. So the organization has a department searching for anyone with the last name of Daimao. When Pine was registered at Orange Star High School, her last name was recorded in the school's data base and it took about six weeks for the department to spot it. Now you all have an evil cliff hanger, and I'm banded from the internet for about two to three months. But I'll try to sneak an update on during that time! It'll just take a long while...
ES: ^_^ whoo-hoo! I got a fan art from Dean, the person that wrote The Ball Pit. It's on my fan-page, which you'll find a link to on my bio-page. Go and check it out! It's damn good!
ES: And special thanks to Dean and Xzanayu for e-mailing me and telling me to get my arse in gear. Also thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. You're all so nice to me! *sniff*
CJ: *Pops up behind ES.* And you're so mean to them! How long is this fiction going to take, three years??
ES: Moo, don't be so mean, Jupie-chan! True art takes time.
CJ: Note to self, never let Hoshi go to another art class...
Black Rose: *pops out of nowhere and hits CJ and ES with her Dark Moon Key upside their heads* Shut up and get writing. I happen to be not-banned from the internet and so I'll be HAPPY to type up and post anything you hand-write. So HA. NOW GET WRITING!
ES: *Rubs her head.* Itai, I'm a slave writer now...
CJ: *Glares at BR* Go and write your own stories, baka!
BR: *coughs and turns bright red* ummm... well, you see.... uh, my hard drive crashed...YEAH! that's it! And um... I still can't find my backup files... and I lost my passwords and usernames.... so um... yeah. I'll be going now. *starts to slink away*
CJ: *Grabs the back of BR's outfit.* Yeah, riiiight! *Teleports them back to the real world with her nifty wrist watch to inflict a pounding.*
BR: It's TRUE! *gets teleported away while in the process of slamming her staff into CJ's guts*
ES: *Major sweat-drop.* Uuuhhh, yeah... *Teleports out.*
Chapter 14 - News from the After Life.
By: Emerald Star
Pine slammed the door shut on her locker, twirling the com as she did so. Another day done, and only six weeks to go till the end of her torture. Gohan would be by Capsule Corp. today for another spar, so the dullness of the day would be eased somewhat.
Stretching, she walked lazily out the door of the building and towards where her ride home for the day was. Her ears twitched slightly as an odd sound different from the surrounding babble of students made itself known to her hearing. Pausing in her long strides, she looked to the left where she saw Gohan and a gang facing off.
Smirking, Pine leaned against a convenient cherry tree. [Finally, something fun. Can't wait for him to trounce their asses.]
Gohan was down in a fighter's stance, giving off his cocky grin. [Well he should be! There's no way those pathetic ningen could harm him.] As he was about to initiate the fight, he was distracted.
"Gohan," Videl cried from the sidelines, making the boy jerk his head in her direction, leaving him open for attack. The ningen scum, seeing the opening, moved to clock him.
That is, they would have, if a certain Namekian/Human hadn't been around.
In less then the time it takes a person to blink, Pine was in front of Gohan and holding the fist meant for the boys face. Looking into the bewildered eyes of the punk, Pine couldn't help but smirk, showing her fangs and giving him a demonic look. "Want to try that again, coward?" She said in a low whisper as she squeezed the boy's fist, causing him to cry out in pain. Knowing the image she would present, she licked her lips slowly, as if savoring something.
The whimpers from the gang member attested that, no, he didn't want to try again. Sighing in disappointment, Pine tossed the guy into a conveniently nearby wall that knocked him unconscious.
Looking over at the now fleeing gang, Pine snorted. Well, there went her day's entertainment. However, now she got to rail on Gohan. Turning around, her pissed off mask in place, Pine punched Gohan.
"Itai!"
"That's for dropping your guard, brat." With that, Pine continued on her way.
*---*---*---*---*
Gohan smiled as Trunks opened the door for him, getting an interesting view of the demi-saiya-jin's knew hair cut, compliments of Vejita. With his lavender hair short and spiked up, he looked like some miniature punk rock star. (A/N: I never said what happened to him after the photo incident, did I? Hey, Piccolo still has that nude pic...)
"Hey Trunks, is Pine here?"
Trunks gave him a dirty look. "Where else would she be, Gohan?"
Gohan shrugged. "She could have gone home," he said, entering the house and waiting for Trunks to lead the way.
Trunks snorted as he closed the door. "Sorry, Gohan, but we're stuck with her for another six weeks. After that we'll never have to see her again, thank Kami," he replied, showing Gohan the way to the kitchen.
Gohan's steps faltered slightly for some reason, but when he noticed that Trunks was getting a bit to far ahead of him, he jogged to catch up.
"So what's on your schedule for today, elfie?"
"None of your damn business, kisama!"
Gohan sweat-dropped. Well, that seemed to be the typical conversation between Vejita and Pine.
"Konnichiwa, Vejita-san, Elfie-chan!" Gohan called as he entered the kitchen to find Vejita on his fifth bowl of cereal - "Stupid onna can't cook," he muttered - and become the recipient of an evil glare that promised a pounding later. Ignoring the venomous glare, Gohan took a seat next to Pine and stole a hard-boiled egg from her plate.
Gohan started shelling it as he looked over at Vejita. There was something he was forgetting... "Oh! Vejita-san! I forgot to invite you to the tournament!"
Vejita's ears twitched and he stopped eating to look up at the spawn of Kakarrot. Ah, the greatest difference between Vejita and Kakarrot, Vejita would stop eating when discussing something important well Kakarrot would just go and continue eating, talking with his mouth full. "A tournament?"
Gohan nodded. "It starts in two weeks, the Tenka-ichi Budookai!"
Pine blinked. "The strongest under the heavens..."
"I'm coming!"
Everyone blinked. "Otoosan?" Gohan breathed. "Kakarrot?" Vejita asked.
"Hello, mina-san!" Goku telepathed from the after life.
"How the hell can you come, Son? Your dead, last time I checked," Pine asked, truly puzzled.
"Easy, Pic- Oww!!! Kaio-sama! Why'd you hit me?!" Pine sweat-dropped.
"Because you'd probably screw up the explination, Goku! For your answer, Pine, he's getting special leave from the Dai-Kaio to come to Earth for a day since he helped save the planet so many times and he's getting on everyones nerves up here, constantly whining and asking random people to spar with him."
"What can I say? It's boring without anyone to spar with! And why did you call Pic- Oww! Now what did I do?!"
Vejita was snickering at this point and Pine had a face on as if she had just bitten into something sour.
"I'll explain later, now say good-bye to the nice people."
"Fine, fine. See-ya later, mina-san!"
"Well," Vejita said, getting over his little break in being the tough prince of the Saiya-jin, "since that idiot Kakarrot is going to be there, I'm entering also." He looked over at Trunks, who was really confused by this time. "You're entering also, brat."
*---*---*---*---*
Parked outside of the Capsule Corp. compound in West City was a monotone black van, and the conversation inside of it was really rather interesting.
"Alright, Wess, how's the survilence going?" asked a tall slightly skinny guy with brown hair in a black suit with black sunglasses on, leaning over the shoulder of a similarly dressed youth with red hair that was sitting infont of a keyboard and three moniters with a computer on the ground next to the adolescent's feet.
The youth tapped a couple of keys on a keyboard, "Well, boss," Wess said as a picture of Pine appeared rotating on the left screen, a scroll of data in the center, and the current picture of the Z-senshi in the kitchen of Capsule Corp. on the right screen. "From the last name enrolled for the subject at Orange Star High School, subject Pine is a relation of the Demon King. She's made friends with one Son Gohan and is living here, were she claims to have blood relation with the Capsule Corp. family. However, no such records have been found yet. Biological scans have been made and though half of her DNA is human, the other half is of unknown origin. The spy camera's still haven't been equiped with microphones yet, so we don't have any audio recording's. Other then that, her physical appearance would mark her as a demon, and the green skin hue, height, and pointed ears, mark her as an offspring of the Demon King."
A smirk was apparent on the tall man's face as he looked at the right screen. [Finally, a link to the Demon King. She'll know where he is if indeed she is his offspring.]
*---*---*---*---*
ES: O_O My, what a plot twist this is! FYI, after the whole Daimao incident in my story, the King of the World started a secret organization that would track down and kill demons. They've been very successful (Have YOU seen any demons in DBZ anywhere?) but one of there main objectives is to kill the Demon King, which they've never had a clue as to where to look for him. So the organization has a department searching for anyone with the last name of Daimao. When Pine was registered at Orange Star High School, her last name was recorded in the school's data base and it took about six weeks for the department to spot it. Now you all have an evil cliff hanger, and I'm banded from the internet for about two to three months. But I'll try to sneak an update on during that time! It'll just take a long while...
ES: ^_^ whoo-hoo! I got a fan art from Dean, the person that wrote The Ball Pit. It's on my fan-page, which you'll find a link to on my bio-page. Go and check it out! It's damn good!
ES: And special thanks to Dean and Xzanayu for e-mailing me and telling me to get my arse in gear. Also thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. You're all so nice to me! *sniff*
CJ: *Pops up behind ES.* And you're so mean to them! How long is this fiction going to take, three years??
ES: Moo, don't be so mean, Jupie-chan! True art takes time.
CJ: Note to self, never let Hoshi go to another art class...
Black Rose: *pops out of nowhere and hits CJ and ES with her Dark Moon Key upside their heads* Shut up and get writing. I happen to be not-banned from the internet and so I'll be HAPPY to type up and post anything you hand-write. So HA. NOW GET WRITING!
ES: *Rubs her head.* Itai, I'm a slave writer now...
CJ: *Glares at BR* Go and write your own stories, baka!
BR: *coughs and turns bright red* ummm... well, you see.... uh, my hard drive crashed...YEAH! that's it! And um... I still can't find my backup files... and I lost my passwords and usernames.... so um... yeah. I'll be going now. *starts to slink away*
CJ: *Grabs the back of BR's outfit.* Yeah, riiiight! *Teleports them back to the real world with her nifty wrist watch to inflict a pounding.*
BR: It's TRUE! *gets teleported away while in the process of slamming her staff into CJ's guts*
ES: *Major sweat-drop.* Uuuhhh, yeah... *Teleports out.*