Part 6: Counterpart
Vegeta watched Jin transform; first in a normal face, then in awe. Jin transformed in a different way than his sister; instead of by black light, it was white, pure.
When Jin emerged from his own strips of ribbon-like light, he had dark red dragon-like wings, his hair kept its obsidian black color except for a few red or white streaks here and there, with the front few pieces in front and around his face, the rest pulled back in a long white tube (like that dude from beyblade) and twisted down to around his knees. His eyes were dark blood red diamonds. He had two arched red spikes that emerged from his arms (naturally), and he was dressed in all red and black clothing.
Vegeta simply looked and tried to keep his amazement from being etched on his ridged face.
Jin, or the new Jin, looked at the Prince, and said in a full, rough voice you might hear from the hero in an action movie, "Are you ready to go?" His red, snake-like eyes narrowed at the Prince and his fangs long, sharp flashing as he spoke. Vegeta nodded, all trace of surprise never seen.
The New Jin simply looked ahead of him, and they teleported, and were on the planet Vegetasi in less than a millisecond.
Vegeta looked around, his awe now showing again. Then he sharply turned his head at the New Jin, and demanded, "So, which 'Hell Dragon' are you now?"
Jin smirked a bit, and replied, "The Dragon of Light, inside, but I can choose to be any dragon I wish to be."
"How many are there?"
"Thousands, some beyond your wildest dreams."
Vegeta nodded. "Which one are you right now?"
"The Dragon of Blood."
"Is that good or bad?"
"Depends."
"Let's go."
The stadium was full, as people from all planets all over came.
They had come to see the battle, the one the universe had been waiting to come for centuries; the one that decided if they would have another good morning to wake up to; another hope or dream to cling to.
That night, mothers put their children to beds, kissing their heads and choking back the tears, knowing that if this was the day they would all die, they wanted their children fast asleep so they couldn't feel it.
Men gathered in the stadiums, along with the occasional woman or too, but no children could be seen.
Warriors, as if by some super natural calling, had ended up on the planet, ready to fight for the lives of their families and friends and homes.
Some families stayed home together, read stories and praying that the Hell Dragon would fall.
And all those in a stadium on the planet of Vegetasi stared at the Hell Dragon, the thing that had been prophesied to come and destroy them all, and waited.
The Hell Dragon glanced about mildly amused at all of the stares she was given.
"Tick, tock, my Princes." She murmured, and crossed her arms with a sinister smile, her fangs flashing.
"No more time to wait, my sister."
The Hell Dragon didn't even glance up, but simply smiled wider.
"Well, well, well.if it isn't my brother, my counterpart in blood, spirit, and dragon." She mused, now looking up at him with her own dark eyes. "Who wouldn't fancy that? My own brother, a purity dragon; Ha! It almost seems too logical."
"And how would that be, dear sister?" The Pure one remarked, "Was I the pure one before, as well?"
"Maybe." The Dark one replied, and looked away from him and back at the crowd.
Then she turned her sharp eyes back at him, and demanded, "Where's Vegeta?"
The Purity Dragon smiled mildly, and replied, "Bulma's breaking through. Only she would care where Vegeta is."
"No-I simply want to know where the stupid Prince is. Now where is he?"
"Some where." The Pure one replied sharply, and said, his eyes narrowing,
"Let's battle now."
"Sounds good to me." ___________________________
Hey! Yea, yea, short again-but at least I get to get around to even the short ones! Now, anyway, I'll have part 7 posted as soon as possible, but first I have to figure out how I want to end this thing!
Oh yea- much, much, MUCH love to DarkAngelB, who was the ONLY ONE who reviewed my last few posts, and much love to Camaro for reviewing not my part 5, but the rest of them.
Love, Peace + Punk Rock,
IHearVoices
P.S.- DarkAngelB, Jin's white-cause' he's Bulma's sister. But a few of my other characters are black-so don't take it that I'm racist! (I maybe a weird southern girl, but I'm not racist!)
Vegeta watched Jin transform; first in a normal face, then in awe. Jin transformed in a different way than his sister; instead of by black light, it was white, pure.
When Jin emerged from his own strips of ribbon-like light, he had dark red dragon-like wings, his hair kept its obsidian black color except for a few red or white streaks here and there, with the front few pieces in front and around his face, the rest pulled back in a long white tube (like that dude from beyblade) and twisted down to around his knees. His eyes were dark blood red diamonds. He had two arched red spikes that emerged from his arms (naturally), and he was dressed in all red and black clothing.
Vegeta simply looked and tried to keep his amazement from being etched on his ridged face.
Jin, or the new Jin, looked at the Prince, and said in a full, rough voice you might hear from the hero in an action movie, "Are you ready to go?" His red, snake-like eyes narrowed at the Prince and his fangs long, sharp flashing as he spoke. Vegeta nodded, all trace of surprise never seen.
The New Jin simply looked ahead of him, and they teleported, and were on the planet Vegetasi in less than a millisecond.
Vegeta looked around, his awe now showing again. Then he sharply turned his head at the New Jin, and demanded, "So, which 'Hell Dragon' are you now?"
Jin smirked a bit, and replied, "The Dragon of Light, inside, but I can choose to be any dragon I wish to be."
"How many are there?"
"Thousands, some beyond your wildest dreams."
Vegeta nodded. "Which one are you right now?"
"The Dragon of Blood."
"Is that good or bad?"
"Depends."
"Let's go."
The stadium was full, as people from all planets all over came.
They had come to see the battle, the one the universe had been waiting to come for centuries; the one that decided if they would have another good morning to wake up to; another hope or dream to cling to.
That night, mothers put their children to beds, kissing their heads and choking back the tears, knowing that if this was the day they would all die, they wanted their children fast asleep so they couldn't feel it.
Men gathered in the stadiums, along with the occasional woman or too, but no children could be seen.
Warriors, as if by some super natural calling, had ended up on the planet, ready to fight for the lives of their families and friends and homes.
Some families stayed home together, read stories and praying that the Hell Dragon would fall.
And all those in a stadium on the planet of Vegetasi stared at the Hell Dragon, the thing that had been prophesied to come and destroy them all, and waited.
The Hell Dragon glanced about mildly amused at all of the stares she was given.
"Tick, tock, my Princes." She murmured, and crossed her arms with a sinister smile, her fangs flashing.
"No more time to wait, my sister."
The Hell Dragon didn't even glance up, but simply smiled wider.
"Well, well, well.if it isn't my brother, my counterpart in blood, spirit, and dragon." She mused, now looking up at him with her own dark eyes. "Who wouldn't fancy that? My own brother, a purity dragon; Ha! It almost seems too logical."
"And how would that be, dear sister?" The Pure one remarked, "Was I the pure one before, as well?"
"Maybe." The Dark one replied, and looked away from him and back at the crowd.
Then she turned her sharp eyes back at him, and demanded, "Where's Vegeta?"
The Purity Dragon smiled mildly, and replied, "Bulma's breaking through. Only she would care where Vegeta is."
"No-I simply want to know where the stupid Prince is. Now where is he?"
"Some where." The Pure one replied sharply, and said, his eyes narrowing,
"Let's battle now."
"Sounds good to me." ___________________________
Hey! Yea, yea, short again-but at least I get to get around to even the short ones! Now, anyway, I'll have part 7 posted as soon as possible, but first I have to figure out how I want to end this thing!
Oh yea- much, much, MUCH love to DarkAngelB, who was the ONLY ONE who reviewed my last few posts, and much love to Camaro for reviewing not my part 5, but the rest of them.
Love, Peace + Punk Rock,
IHearVoices
P.S.- DarkAngelB, Jin's white-cause' he's Bulma's sister. But a few of my other characters are black-so don't take it that I'm racist! (I maybe a weird southern girl, but I'm not racist!)