Chapter 1: Welcome Home
Bulma walked down the long metallic hallways, and glanced at the guards, watching them flinch. She smirked, finally finding the Kazama throne room. She pushed open the door, and looked inside. "You called, Kazuya?" she asked. There was no answer from inside the large room, and as she pushed the door farther open and stepped in, she didn't see anything. Her senses perked, and her eyes narrowed. Something was there; she knew it. She let the door slam closed behind her, and then began to step silently across the tiled floors, not making a sound. A crash rang out from the right, and she spun around, already in fighting position. But fighting wouldn't help her new predicament. Drugged and asleep, Kazuya lay sprawled across the floor, with none other than Jin Kazama standing over him. Bulma stepped back, out of fighting stance, her eyes wide. "J-jin!" she gasped. Jin looked at her with dark, never ending pool-like eyes. He had ragged dark blue pant with a red cloth tied around his waist to keep the rags up like Lei, and ancient writings were etched all over his chest in black, thick letters. Huge black demon wings came from his middle back, and arched a good foot above his head with talons on the top. They were folded a bit, but they still could be seen on the sides of him. "Bulma." He said softly. "Jin!" she exclaimed, "Where-what-wh-what did you do to Kazuya!" "We don't have time for that, Bulma." He said, "We have to go; now." He offered his hand. "Go!" Bulma yelled, "You just killed daddy, and barged in here for the first time in almost 10 years and you expect me to just run away with you like the damsel in distress!" "I know it's a lot, but we have to go before Kazuya wakes up." Jin reasoned, "Now, you're going, weather I have to drag you, or you go on your own." "Why?" she demanded, "I deserve a straight forward answer!" "Because, "Jin explained, "Cooler thinks the sayians killed Freeza and King Cold." "What?" Bulma said, "Sayians? Freeza and King Cold are dead?" "Yes, Bulma." Jin said, "And he's going to destroy this planet." "Why don't you warn everyone?" she demanded. "Because!" Jin yelled, fed up, "Now come on!" He grabbed her arm, and began to pull her away. "JIN!" Bulma and Jin's heads twisted around to the sound, and saw King Vegeta standing there. "Oh, now you've done it Bulma!" Jin sneered, at his wit's end with his little sister. (He hated questions) "Prince Jin," King Vegeta said, "If you must leave, please take a few of my people." Jin straightened up, and looked at King Vegeta in the eye. "I will take one." "But King!" Bulma exclaimed, "Why don't you put your planet on alert? Fight back!" King Vegeta looked sadly at Bulma. "Because," he said, "Cooler will not kill us. In fact, he will only destroy me. Then he will reign here, but he will not kill." "Why not? That doesn't sound like Cooler." She asked, with Jin's hand still clutching her arm. "Because," King Vegeta said, "He's looking for the Devil Gene, or the Demon Dragon Spirit, and he doesn't know it only lies in Kazama's. Most don't. So he will take us over, and search far and wide for it." Bulma glanced down, understanding. "Take my son." King Vegeta ended. Jin nodded. "Send him to the docks. I'll leave in 15 minutes with or without him." Then Jin pulled Bulma out of the Kazama throne room, while she still stared at the King, trying to get Jin off her. Suddenly she wished she had been born normal, and that she wasn't a Kazama, or sayian, for that matter. She just wanted to die. ______________________________________________________________________
Prince Vegeta arrived just in time, and settled himself in the back of the space ship. He kept to himself, only looking out the window. It made him sick. What kind of Prince leaves his people? He crossed his arms, and scowled. But this time, at himself. How could his father make him leave? It was his birthright to stay! He looked around the ship, his eyes resting on Bulma, sleeping in the seat across from him. His face was over come by sympathy fro a moment, but he quickly replaced it with a stern, stubborn mask. Why should he feel sorry for some half-breed? The answer came quickly, as if someone had decided to answer his thoughts. Because she will go through more pain that you could imagine soon. What! He didn't think that! He looked up, and saw Jin looking at him through the rear view mirror. "It's funny how your mind defenses fall when you think of my little sister." Jin said, smirking at the Prince. His chair twisted around, and he looked at him. Vegeta scowled. "Keep out of my head, got it?" Jin just shook his head. "I never knew a man could be in such deep denial."
"Denial? What am I denying, then?" Vegeta asked. "That you love my little sister." Jin said casually, "It's pretty obvious."
"The only thing that's even slighting obvious is your lies." Vegeta snapped. "You're right. I can't lie." Jin said, "Which means I'm not lying now, Prince." "That doesn't even make sense!" Prince declared. Jin shrugged. "Why you love Bulma so much is very legitimate either." "Well, you're defiantly related." Vegeta replied. "How so?" "You both have a big mouth." Jin shook his head, and turned his chair back around. "You're very pathetic when it comes to my sister, Vegeta." Jin said from in front, "First, you deny it, then you change the subject, and then you try and point out my faults. It would be a lot easier for you to just admit it. And since you may not have much more time with Bulma, it might not hurt to tell her, either." Vegeta scowled, and went back to looking out the window. ______________________________________________________________________ "Jin, where are we going?" Bulm asked, leaning over her brother's seat, her arms crossed over his head. "Where do you think?" he asked, looking up at her. "Ummm." she thought, glancing at the maps. Her eyes lit up as Jin pointed at one place. "No way!" she cried out. "Thank you, thank you, thank you Jin!" She hugged him, and danced around the ship. "Sit down woman!" Vegeta commanded. "No way!" she exclaimed, "I'm way too excited! I get to go home!" Vegeta raised his eyebrows. "We're going to Vegetasi?" "No, silly! My home! Earth!" she exclaimed. For the first time in a long time, Bulma was goofy like a young girl. Like the child she should have been, if she had, had the chance. Vegeta scowled at the woman's immaturity, and went back to the window, now over looking Neptune. "Oh! We're close!" she added, "I don't think I've ever been so happy to see Neptune!" "I'm about to make you not just a happy woman, but a dead one if you don't pipe down!" Vegeta snapped. "Oh, be quiet Veggie!" Bulma replied, "No one wants to hear you work yourself up into a tizzy over nothing!" Jin threw back his head and laughed as Vegeta growled and began to murmur curses under his breath. "Guess she's not your favorite crush now, is she my Prince?" Jin asked, and continued laughing. Bulma didn't even notice, but Vegeta blushed furiously, and closed his eyes, sticking his nose in the air.
Bulma spent the entire rest of the trip, looking at the familiar planets that passed by, screaming and jumping around as they came one planet closer to earth. Jin just sat and smiled as his little sister was flushed with excitement, and felt good that he was making her happy. Vegeta scowled and kept to himself, while pondering where this side of Princess Hikari came from. "WE'RE HERE!" Bulma all but screeched as they landed. Vegeta covered his delicate ears, and Jin just smiled. He had conquered his weakness of loud noises without going deaf and still keeping his keen hearing long ago. As the ship was still 50 feet above the ground, out of excitement, Bulma punched the red button to open the door, and jumped out. Vegeta bolted up, leaned out the wide door. "ARE YOU CRAZY WOMAN!?" he yelled, a bewildered look on his rough face. Bulam ignored him, as she flew down. The strong winds slapped her all over, and with her feet first, legs straight, arms up, and hair flapping wildly in the air, she felt absolutely WONDERFUL! She couldn't stop thinking about home.about everything that circled around her life until Freeza kidnapping her! She beamed, thinking of all her friends. "I hope Jamie can forgive me." She prayed, closing her eyes a moment. Finally, she felt the winds easing up, and she landed lightly on the green plains of Earth. She put her nose up in the air, and breathed in the scents of the field deeply, and then looked ahead again, grinning wildly. Behind her, the ship landed, and Vegeta dashed out. "Woman! What did you think you were doing?" he demanded, grabbing Bulma's arm. She looked at him in confusion. "Get off me, Vegeta!" She shook him off, reminding him she was a lot stronger than him. He scowled. "I told you she would be fine, Prince." Jin said, stepping out of the ship casually. He pressed a button, encapsulating the ship in a puff of smoke, and came up to the two. "Welcome home, little sister." Jin said finally, looking at his sister with a look of pride. She smiled, and tackled her brother to the ground, rolling down the grassy hill, leaving Vegeta alone with his confusion. "Half-breeds.. I will never understand them." __________________________________________________________________
Chapter 2: The Ambush
That night, the three travelers camped in that very same field. They lay in the grass, gazing at the stars. "Look! It's Orion's belt." Bulma said quietly, as if not to disturb the things that lived around them. "Why would someone put their belt in the sky?" Vegeta asked. Bulma giggled. "No! It's apart of a legend. The stars make a picture of his belt. He didn't leave it there!" Jin rolled his eyes. "Don't even try, Vegeta." He advised, "Unlike us, my little sister has been exposed to every human legend around. But, she only knows one of ours." "Of yours?" she said, "If I remember correctly, you grew up with me for most of my life. It's not might fault you ditched me with Kazuya when I was 9." Jin snorted, and rolled over. "Good night, lover birds." "Love birds?" Bulma asked. "I DO NOT like him!" Vegeta scowled. "Yea, I know. You love him, little sister." "JIN!" she sat up, shaking her fist at her brother. "What do you plan on doing with you fist, hm little sister? Aren't you supposed to be romancing with Prince Vegeta?" "OH SHUT-UP!" Vegeta yelled. Bulma frowned, and collapsed back on the ground. This wasn't going anywhere! Vegeta followed suit, and crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep. __________________________________________________________________ Lettca rushed down the hallway, and burst into King Kazuya's chambers. "KAZUYA!" she yelled, only to find it empty. "KING KAZUYA! KING!" she continued to holler, but to avail. "He couldn't have left." she murmured, "Could he?" she gazed around the empty room, traces of fear on her soft face. "Yes. And I have to tell Mitsu!" She raced to her bedroom, slamming Kazuya's large chamber door behind her. ____________________________________________________________________ "Guys." "Guys!" "GUYS!" Vegeta and Jin sat up, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. "What, woman?" "W-what, Bulma?" "THERE'S SOMETHING HEADED THIS WAY!" Bulma yelled, pointing. Vegeta's eyes finally cleared, and adjusted to the day. Except it wasn't day anymore, or almost wasn't. Like a large wave over coming the grassy land, a huge black was speeding toward them. It seemed to engulf everything we moved through, and push it into a pitch black. It roared and the wind lashed about, picking up speed. The Black rushed forward, and Vegeta, Bulma, and Jin stared wide-eyed as it totally covered them, taking them into its darkness. It was like being cast into a never-ending sea. Bulma was thrown back into the Black headfirst, with her arms and the rest of her body trailing behind. It seemed to take her whole, stunning her senses and making it hard to breath. She gasped for air, trying to call out for her brother, for Vegeta, for anyone. "Help me.p-please." She choked out, now lying suspended in the black, as if floating on water, only instead of air above her and water below, black surrounded her at all angles and sides. She couldn't hear, see, feel, move, and her breath came in rasps. Choking and coughing, she kept trying to scream, call out, anything. She tried moving, but in the black, there was nothing to move to or near. She tried smelling, but there was no scent. She tried seeing, but there was nothing to see. She tried to feel her body, herself, but without anywhere to move, no real space, she couldn't. It was like she had been detached from her body, and was being enclosed in a vas of nothingness. Nothing. And suddenly, her sense of kai came. She could sense something approaching, coming closer, and her instinct told her to run, to get away. But she couldn't move! She let out a scream, almost costing her valuable air in frustration as the thing crept closer. And then, as it came on top of her, she breathed it in, and it took her, taking her away from the nothingness of the Black. And, when it restored her eye site, she could see that it was red. Blood Red. _______________________________________________________________________ Vegeta stood above Bulma, his eyes full of worry, leaning against a tree. Jin sat on the ground against another tree near by, looking up, almost in desperation. Bulma lay on the ground unconscious. Her head was to the side, with her hair eagle-spread around her face, one hand up by her face (which was to the side) and the other lower but with her elbow bended. She seemed totally at peace. She had been lying there for two whole days, out of it, ever since the darkness passed. Vegeta didn't understand it. She was so strong, and yet she couldn't handle darkness that simple passed by them. In fact, all it did was go through them, and they were fine, but Bulma fainted. He seriously doubted her real mental strength. Still staring at her, he saw her eyes twitch, and a groan escape her lips. Surprised, Jin and Vegeta looked wide eyed as Bulma turned her head to the other side, shut her eyes tightly, and then open them. Jin rushed to his younger sister, holding her head in his arms. "Are you all right?" Bulma sat up, and looked up, and yawned. "Oh, yea, what's up, Jin? Is it morning already?" "Not funny, Hikari." Vegeta grunted. "I wasn't trying to be funny." Bulma replied, looking curiously at him. "I was sleeping, and you guys woke me up. What's the deal?" "The deal is, after that black thing passed by us, you fainted!" Jin exclaimed, "You can't tell me you don't remember!" "Black thing?" Bulma asked, "Me, fainting? Are you guys ill?" "I'm fine! You're the one with the memory loss!" Vegeta declared. "I bet that's exactly what it is." Jin mused, "The black, it erased itself from her memory." "How could it do that?" Vegeta demanded, "It's not supernatural, or magic."
"But it is." Jin explained, "I remember Kazuya trying to teach me Kazama magic; I bet this is the Dark at full power." "The Dark? Explain." "The Dark is a piece of Kazama Dark Magic." Jin explained, "It runs in our blood, our family. Only a Kazama can perform Dark Magic, and only a Kazama can teach it." "How come I haven't received any of this 'teaching'?" Bulma asked, crossing her arms. "Yes, you have. I did train you in Dark Magic, because only Dark Magic can be taught. White Magic you have to learn yourself, because it's the power of your Dragon Spirit. Dark Magic it the power of your mind and other parts of your skill." "Well that was a load of unexplainable crap." Vegeta grumbled, "Not that Kazamas ever made sense at all." Jin ignored him, and stood up quickly. "Come, we must leave." He said firmly, staring out at the landscape. "Leave?" Vegeta demanded. "Yes." "What is it, big brother?" Bulma asked, standing up next to him. Jin hissed. "Kazuya." "What! I can sense him anywhere!" Vegeta pointed out. "That's because he had made himself undetectable, to people like you." Jin snapped, "But he knows I can sense him anywhere, anytime." "So?" Vegeta said, "Why do we have to leave because of Kazuya?" "Because Kazuya wants the Hell Dragon!" he yelled, and grabbed Bulma by the wrist, running away, pulling her behind. Vegeta growled, fists clenched, and raced after them. "What cowards!" He murmured through clenched teeth, "Running from their own father!"
Kazuya suddenly appeared next to Jin, and wrenched Bulma from his grasp. "You can't escape destiny, Jin." He hissed, and he teleported away. Jin came to a skidding stop, digging the heel of his foot into the soil. "Dang it!" he exclaimed. Vegeta caught up with him, and demanded, "Where is she?" "Kazuya got her." Jin hissed, and grabbed Vegeta's hand. "Hold on!" "What!"
____________________________________________________________________ Chapter 3: Betray the Good for the Wicked
Bulma stared up at Kazuya, flushed in anger, as he walked around her in a perfect circle. "What do you want, Kazuya?" she growled. "I thought you called me 'daddy', did you not?" he mused. "Not anymore. I got smarter, and older." "Ah, yes. You ran away when you were ten. A normal life never suited you." "Quit avoiding the obvious question. What do you want with me?" "I want nothing, but I need something that only you can provide." "That is?" "Do you remember that fateful day that Jin became a true Hell Dragon? When his wings and claw sprouted, and he left?" "Yes." "Well, I did it. He was my little lab rat, as I made him kill his uncle, and absorb his Dragon spirit. It proved the prophecies were true! That if, by destroying and devouring the Dragon Spirit of a fellow Kazama, I could in truth become a Hell Dragon! I could be the most powerful being in the universe! But Jin, however, did not harness the power that was available to him." "Why not?" "Because his heart and Dragon Spirit were pure. He was of White Magic, like his mother, and my brothers." "So, if you're going to take me, what makes you think my Dragon Spirit is Black Magic?" "Because when you killed Zarbon, sparred Prince Cumber, and won every fight you went in, you proved that at least 75% of your blood is Sayian, which in turn is Kazma. And each time, when you were most desperate, your soul used Black Magic. As for Jin, he uses White Magic when he is in danger. Only a true Black soul could use Black Magic when you didn't really even know how at first." "So, you're going to take me?" "Yes." "What if I kill you?" "Then, no one will have to force you to devour my Dragon Spirit. That Dark that you experienced, it made your Dragon Spirit completely Black, so you will devour my spirit, like it or not." "So if I kill you, I become a Hell Dragon. And if you kill me, you become one. Decisions, decisions." "I will choose for you." Kazuya punched Bulma, and she dodged. She came back up, and got him in a headlock. "You know, Kazuya, I think I've decided. I'll be the Hell Dragon." He smiled. Then she took his neck, and cracked it, instantly killing him. "Night' night, Daddy." She hissed, and threw him on the ground. She began to walk away, but stopped, and let out a gasp. She collapsed, unable to breath, and hands on her collarbone. She had raspy breath, and every take in of air seemed to cost precious GALLONS of energy! She keeled over, still gasping, and suddenly, a black passed over her eyes like a cape. And out of Kazuya's body came a black wisp. It flew over to Bulma, and in the form of ribbons, covered her whole body. It might as well have swallowed her, as covered every inch of her, and kept her encapsulated. Then, a small black light began to appear through the ribbons, and they burst into flame. And instead of Bulma, there was a woman with long, black spiky hair laying down, sharp, black eyes, black nails, huge dragon-like wings with 2 foot- long claws at the tips that rounded over some, two black horns, and was dressed completely in black, and etched in red. On her forehead, was the mark of the Black Hell Dragon! She stood up, growling, and sniffed. Then she broke into a wide, evil grin.
"Home sweet home." ________________________________________________________________________
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Bulma walked down the long metallic hallways, and glanced at the guards, watching them flinch. She smirked, finally finding the Kazama throne room. She pushed open the door, and looked inside. "You called, Kazuya?" she asked. There was no answer from inside the large room, and as she pushed the door farther open and stepped in, she didn't see anything. Her senses perked, and her eyes narrowed. Something was there; she knew it. She let the door slam closed behind her, and then began to step silently across the tiled floors, not making a sound. A crash rang out from the right, and she spun around, already in fighting position. But fighting wouldn't help her new predicament. Drugged and asleep, Kazuya lay sprawled across the floor, with none other than Jin Kazama standing over him. Bulma stepped back, out of fighting stance, her eyes wide. "J-jin!" she gasped. Jin looked at her with dark, never ending pool-like eyes. He had ragged dark blue pant with a red cloth tied around his waist to keep the rags up like Lei, and ancient writings were etched all over his chest in black, thick letters. Huge black demon wings came from his middle back, and arched a good foot above his head with talons on the top. They were folded a bit, but they still could be seen on the sides of him. "Bulma." He said softly. "Jin!" she exclaimed, "Where-what-wh-what did you do to Kazuya!" "We don't have time for that, Bulma." He said, "We have to go; now." He offered his hand. "Go!" Bulma yelled, "You just killed daddy, and barged in here for the first time in almost 10 years and you expect me to just run away with you like the damsel in distress!" "I know it's a lot, but we have to go before Kazuya wakes up." Jin reasoned, "Now, you're going, weather I have to drag you, or you go on your own." "Why?" she demanded, "I deserve a straight forward answer!" "Because, "Jin explained, "Cooler thinks the sayians killed Freeza and King Cold." "What?" Bulma said, "Sayians? Freeza and King Cold are dead?" "Yes, Bulma." Jin said, "And he's going to destroy this planet." "Why don't you warn everyone?" she demanded. "Because!" Jin yelled, fed up, "Now come on!" He grabbed her arm, and began to pull her away. "JIN!" Bulma and Jin's heads twisted around to the sound, and saw King Vegeta standing there. "Oh, now you've done it Bulma!" Jin sneered, at his wit's end with his little sister. (He hated questions) "Prince Jin," King Vegeta said, "If you must leave, please take a few of my people." Jin straightened up, and looked at King Vegeta in the eye. "I will take one." "But King!" Bulma exclaimed, "Why don't you put your planet on alert? Fight back!" King Vegeta looked sadly at Bulma. "Because," he said, "Cooler will not kill us. In fact, he will only destroy me. Then he will reign here, but he will not kill." "Why not? That doesn't sound like Cooler." She asked, with Jin's hand still clutching her arm. "Because," King Vegeta said, "He's looking for the Devil Gene, or the Demon Dragon Spirit, and he doesn't know it only lies in Kazama's. Most don't. So he will take us over, and search far and wide for it." Bulma glanced down, understanding. "Take my son." King Vegeta ended. Jin nodded. "Send him to the docks. I'll leave in 15 minutes with or without him." Then Jin pulled Bulma out of the Kazama throne room, while she still stared at the King, trying to get Jin off her. Suddenly she wished she had been born normal, and that she wasn't a Kazama, or sayian, for that matter. She just wanted to die. ______________________________________________________________________
Prince Vegeta arrived just in time, and settled himself in the back of the space ship. He kept to himself, only looking out the window. It made him sick. What kind of Prince leaves his people? He crossed his arms, and scowled. But this time, at himself. How could his father make him leave? It was his birthright to stay! He looked around the ship, his eyes resting on Bulma, sleeping in the seat across from him. His face was over come by sympathy fro a moment, but he quickly replaced it with a stern, stubborn mask. Why should he feel sorry for some half-breed? The answer came quickly, as if someone had decided to answer his thoughts. Because she will go through more pain that you could imagine soon. What! He didn't think that! He looked up, and saw Jin looking at him through the rear view mirror. "It's funny how your mind defenses fall when you think of my little sister." Jin said, smirking at the Prince. His chair twisted around, and he looked at him. Vegeta scowled. "Keep out of my head, got it?" Jin just shook his head. "I never knew a man could be in such deep denial."
"Denial? What am I denying, then?" Vegeta asked. "That you love my little sister." Jin said casually, "It's pretty obvious."
"The only thing that's even slighting obvious is your lies." Vegeta snapped. "You're right. I can't lie." Jin said, "Which means I'm not lying now, Prince." "That doesn't even make sense!" Prince declared. Jin shrugged. "Why you love Bulma so much is very legitimate either." "Well, you're defiantly related." Vegeta replied. "How so?" "You both have a big mouth." Jin shook his head, and turned his chair back around. "You're very pathetic when it comes to my sister, Vegeta." Jin said from in front, "First, you deny it, then you change the subject, and then you try and point out my faults. It would be a lot easier for you to just admit it. And since you may not have much more time with Bulma, it might not hurt to tell her, either." Vegeta scowled, and went back to looking out the window. ______________________________________________________________________ "Jin, where are we going?" Bulm asked, leaning over her brother's seat, her arms crossed over his head. "Where do you think?" he asked, looking up at her. "Ummm." she thought, glancing at the maps. Her eyes lit up as Jin pointed at one place. "No way!" she cried out. "Thank you, thank you, thank you Jin!" She hugged him, and danced around the ship. "Sit down woman!" Vegeta commanded. "No way!" she exclaimed, "I'm way too excited! I get to go home!" Vegeta raised his eyebrows. "We're going to Vegetasi?" "No, silly! My home! Earth!" she exclaimed. For the first time in a long time, Bulma was goofy like a young girl. Like the child she should have been, if she had, had the chance. Vegeta scowled at the woman's immaturity, and went back to the window, now over looking Neptune. "Oh! We're close!" she added, "I don't think I've ever been so happy to see Neptune!" "I'm about to make you not just a happy woman, but a dead one if you don't pipe down!" Vegeta snapped. "Oh, be quiet Veggie!" Bulma replied, "No one wants to hear you work yourself up into a tizzy over nothing!" Jin threw back his head and laughed as Vegeta growled and began to murmur curses under his breath. "Guess she's not your favorite crush now, is she my Prince?" Jin asked, and continued laughing. Bulma didn't even notice, but Vegeta blushed furiously, and closed his eyes, sticking his nose in the air.
Bulma spent the entire rest of the trip, looking at the familiar planets that passed by, screaming and jumping around as they came one planet closer to earth. Jin just sat and smiled as his little sister was flushed with excitement, and felt good that he was making her happy. Vegeta scowled and kept to himself, while pondering where this side of Princess Hikari came from. "WE'RE HERE!" Bulma all but screeched as they landed. Vegeta covered his delicate ears, and Jin just smiled. He had conquered his weakness of loud noises without going deaf and still keeping his keen hearing long ago. As the ship was still 50 feet above the ground, out of excitement, Bulma punched the red button to open the door, and jumped out. Vegeta bolted up, leaned out the wide door. "ARE YOU CRAZY WOMAN!?" he yelled, a bewildered look on his rough face. Bulam ignored him, as she flew down. The strong winds slapped her all over, and with her feet first, legs straight, arms up, and hair flapping wildly in the air, she felt absolutely WONDERFUL! She couldn't stop thinking about home.about everything that circled around her life until Freeza kidnapping her! She beamed, thinking of all her friends. "I hope Jamie can forgive me." She prayed, closing her eyes a moment. Finally, she felt the winds easing up, and she landed lightly on the green plains of Earth. She put her nose up in the air, and breathed in the scents of the field deeply, and then looked ahead again, grinning wildly. Behind her, the ship landed, and Vegeta dashed out. "Woman! What did you think you were doing?" he demanded, grabbing Bulma's arm. She looked at him in confusion. "Get off me, Vegeta!" She shook him off, reminding him she was a lot stronger than him. He scowled. "I told you she would be fine, Prince." Jin said, stepping out of the ship casually. He pressed a button, encapsulating the ship in a puff of smoke, and came up to the two. "Welcome home, little sister." Jin said finally, looking at his sister with a look of pride. She smiled, and tackled her brother to the ground, rolling down the grassy hill, leaving Vegeta alone with his confusion. "Half-breeds.. I will never understand them." __________________________________________________________________
Chapter 2: The Ambush
That night, the three travelers camped in that very same field. They lay in the grass, gazing at the stars. "Look! It's Orion's belt." Bulma said quietly, as if not to disturb the things that lived around them. "Why would someone put their belt in the sky?" Vegeta asked. Bulma giggled. "No! It's apart of a legend. The stars make a picture of his belt. He didn't leave it there!" Jin rolled his eyes. "Don't even try, Vegeta." He advised, "Unlike us, my little sister has been exposed to every human legend around. But, she only knows one of ours." "Of yours?" she said, "If I remember correctly, you grew up with me for most of my life. It's not might fault you ditched me with Kazuya when I was 9." Jin snorted, and rolled over. "Good night, lover birds." "Love birds?" Bulma asked. "I DO NOT like him!" Vegeta scowled. "Yea, I know. You love him, little sister." "JIN!" she sat up, shaking her fist at her brother. "What do you plan on doing with you fist, hm little sister? Aren't you supposed to be romancing with Prince Vegeta?" "OH SHUT-UP!" Vegeta yelled. Bulma frowned, and collapsed back on the ground. This wasn't going anywhere! Vegeta followed suit, and crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep. __________________________________________________________________ Lettca rushed down the hallway, and burst into King Kazuya's chambers. "KAZUYA!" she yelled, only to find it empty. "KING KAZUYA! KING!" she continued to holler, but to avail. "He couldn't have left." she murmured, "Could he?" she gazed around the empty room, traces of fear on her soft face. "Yes. And I have to tell Mitsu!" She raced to her bedroom, slamming Kazuya's large chamber door behind her. ____________________________________________________________________ "Guys." "Guys!" "GUYS!" Vegeta and Jin sat up, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. "What, woman?" "W-what, Bulma?" "THERE'S SOMETHING HEADED THIS WAY!" Bulma yelled, pointing. Vegeta's eyes finally cleared, and adjusted to the day. Except it wasn't day anymore, or almost wasn't. Like a large wave over coming the grassy land, a huge black was speeding toward them. It seemed to engulf everything we moved through, and push it into a pitch black. It roared and the wind lashed about, picking up speed. The Black rushed forward, and Vegeta, Bulma, and Jin stared wide-eyed as it totally covered them, taking them into its darkness. It was like being cast into a never-ending sea. Bulma was thrown back into the Black headfirst, with her arms and the rest of her body trailing behind. It seemed to take her whole, stunning her senses and making it hard to breath. She gasped for air, trying to call out for her brother, for Vegeta, for anyone. "Help me.p-please." She choked out, now lying suspended in the black, as if floating on water, only instead of air above her and water below, black surrounded her at all angles and sides. She couldn't hear, see, feel, move, and her breath came in rasps. Choking and coughing, she kept trying to scream, call out, anything. She tried moving, but in the black, there was nothing to move to or near. She tried smelling, but there was no scent. She tried seeing, but there was nothing to see. She tried to feel her body, herself, but without anywhere to move, no real space, she couldn't. It was like she had been detached from her body, and was being enclosed in a vas of nothingness. Nothing. And suddenly, her sense of kai came. She could sense something approaching, coming closer, and her instinct told her to run, to get away. But she couldn't move! She let out a scream, almost costing her valuable air in frustration as the thing crept closer. And then, as it came on top of her, she breathed it in, and it took her, taking her away from the nothingness of the Black. And, when it restored her eye site, she could see that it was red. Blood Red. _______________________________________________________________________ Vegeta stood above Bulma, his eyes full of worry, leaning against a tree. Jin sat on the ground against another tree near by, looking up, almost in desperation. Bulma lay on the ground unconscious. Her head was to the side, with her hair eagle-spread around her face, one hand up by her face (which was to the side) and the other lower but with her elbow bended. She seemed totally at peace. She had been lying there for two whole days, out of it, ever since the darkness passed. Vegeta didn't understand it. She was so strong, and yet she couldn't handle darkness that simple passed by them. In fact, all it did was go through them, and they were fine, but Bulma fainted. He seriously doubted her real mental strength. Still staring at her, he saw her eyes twitch, and a groan escape her lips. Surprised, Jin and Vegeta looked wide eyed as Bulma turned her head to the other side, shut her eyes tightly, and then open them. Jin rushed to his younger sister, holding her head in his arms. "Are you all right?" Bulma sat up, and looked up, and yawned. "Oh, yea, what's up, Jin? Is it morning already?" "Not funny, Hikari." Vegeta grunted. "I wasn't trying to be funny." Bulma replied, looking curiously at him. "I was sleeping, and you guys woke me up. What's the deal?" "The deal is, after that black thing passed by us, you fainted!" Jin exclaimed, "You can't tell me you don't remember!" "Black thing?" Bulma asked, "Me, fainting? Are you guys ill?" "I'm fine! You're the one with the memory loss!" Vegeta declared. "I bet that's exactly what it is." Jin mused, "The black, it erased itself from her memory." "How could it do that?" Vegeta demanded, "It's not supernatural, or magic."
"But it is." Jin explained, "I remember Kazuya trying to teach me Kazama magic; I bet this is the Dark at full power." "The Dark? Explain." "The Dark is a piece of Kazama Dark Magic." Jin explained, "It runs in our blood, our family. Only a Kazama can perform Dark Magic, and only a Kazama can teach it." "How come I haven't received any of this 'teaching'?" Bulma asked, crossing her arms. "Yes, you have. I did train you in Dark Magic, because only Dark Magic can be taught. White Magic you have to learn yourself, because it's the power of your Dragon Spirit. Dark Magic it the power of your mind and other parts of your skill." "Well that was a load of unexplainable crap." Vegeta grumbled, "Not that Kazamas ever made sense at all." Jin ignored him, and stood up quickly. "Come, we must leave." He said firmly, staring out at the landscape. "Leave?" Vegeta demanded. "Yes." "What is it, big brother?" Bulma asked, standing up next to him. Jin hissed. "Kazuya." "What! I can sense him anywhere!" Vegeta pointed out. "That's because he had made himself undetectable, to people like you." Jin snapped, "But he knows I can sense him anywhere, anytime." "So?" Vegeta said, "Why do we have to leave because of Kazuya?" "Because Kazuya wants the Hell Dragon!" he yelled, and grabbed Bulma by the wrist, running away, pulling her behind. Vegeta growled, fists clenched, and raced after them. "What cowards!" He murmured through clenched teeth, "Running from their own father!"
Kazuya suddenly appeared next to Jin, and wrenched Bulma from his grasp. "You can't escape destiny, Jin." He hissed, and he teleported away. Jin came to a skidding stop, digging the heel of his foot into the soil. "Dang it!" he exclaimed. Vegeta caught up with him, and demanded, "Where is she?" "Kazuya got her." Jin hissed, and grabbed Vegeta's hand. "Hold on!" "What!"
____________________________________________________________________ Chapter 3: Betray the Good for the Wicked
Bulma stared up at Kazuya, flushed in anger, as he walked around her in a perfect circle. "What do you want, Kazuya?" she growled. "I thought you called me 'daddy', did you not?" he mused. "Not anymore. I got smarter, and older." "Ah, yes. You ran away when you were ten. A normal life never suited you." "Quit avoiding the obvious question. What do you want with me?" "I want nothing, but I need something that only you can provide." "That is?" "Do you remember that fateful day that Jin became a true Hell Dragon? When his wings and claw sprouted, and he left?" "Yes." "Well, I did it. He was my little lab rat, as I made him kill his uncle, and absorb his Dragon spirit. It proved the prophecies were true! That if, by destroying and devouring the Dragon Spirit of a fellow Kazama, I could in truth become a Hell Dragon! I could be the most powerful being in the universe! But Jin, however, did not harness the power that was available to him." "Why not?" "Because his heart and Dragon Spirit were pure. He was of White Magic, like his mother, and my brothers." "So, if you're going to take me, what makes you think my Dragon Spirit is Black Magic?" "Because when you killed Zarbon, sparred Prince Cumber, and won every fight you went in, you proved that at least 75% of your blood is Sayian, which in turn is Kazma. And each time, when you were most desperate, your soul used Black Magic. As for Jin, he uses White Magic when he is in danger. Only a true Black soul could use Black Magic when you didn't really even know how at first." "So, you're going to take me?" "Yes." "What if I kill you?" "Then, no one will have to force you to devour my Dragon Spirit. That Dark that you experienced, it made your Dragon Spirit completely Black, so you will devour my spirit, like it or not." "So if I kill you, I become a Hell Dragon. And if you kill me, you become one. Decisions, decisions." "I will choose for you." Kazuya punched Bulma, and she dodged. She came back up, and got him in a headlock. "You know, Kazuya, I think I've decided. I'll be the Hell Dragon." He smiled. Then she took his neck, and cracked it, instantly killing him. "Night' night, Daddy." She hissed, and threw him on the ground. She began to walk away, but stopped, and let out a gasp. She collapsed, unable to breath, and hands on her collarbone. She had raspy breath, and every take in of air seemed to cost precious GALLONS of energy! She keeled over, still gasping, and suddenly, a black passed over her eyes like a cape. And out of Kazuya's body came a black wisp. It flew over to Bulma, and in the form of ribbons, covered her whole body. It might as well have swallowed her, as covered every inch of her, and kept her encapsulated. Then, a small black light began to appear through the ribbons, and they burst into flame. And instead of Bulma, there was a woman with long, black spiky hair laying down, sharp, black eyes, black nails, huge dragon-like wings with 2 foot- long claws at the tips that rounded over some, two black horns, and was dressed completely in black, and etched in red. On her forehead, was the mark of the Black Hell Dragon! She stood up, growling, and sniffed. Then she broke into a wide, evil grin.
"Home sweet home." ________________________________________________________________________
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