My name was Nicole Modera. I was 15 years old and lived in the middle of
the U.S., Oklahoma. Then I thought I was nobody special. A fucked up kid
who everyone was afraid of. For the time I was in school, I never paid
attention. My reputation throughout the youth in my small town was a crack
head slut. No one would mess with me, or bother me. I had one true friend,
the only person in my lifetime who had never let me down. His name was
Chris Mateo. I'd known him since I was in 3rd grade. He and I were
inseparable. And to this day, I miss him dearly. But, anyways, here is when
my whole life changed, and my life before, meant nothing anymore.
Like any other day, Chris and I were skipping school. We sat on the banks of a creek chucking stones into the water. We tried are best to hit the fish that swam up stream.
"You don't have any weed?" I asked Chris.
"My brother used the last of it yesterday." Chris successfully hit a fish.
"What to do." I asked myself.
"Fuck?" Chris asked smiling.
"No, not today. I wanna do something big." I took a moment to think. "Hey! Do you still have those firecrackers?" I asked.
Chris smiled already ahead of me. Chris stood up and brushed off his hands. He helped me up and we were on our way to his house. We snuck in through the cellar doors. We crept down the rickety wooden stares to the moldy, wet floor of Chris's basement. He walked through the dark and came back with firecrackers in his hands.
"Where do we set them off?" Chris asked.
"Remember that fire escape on the side of the auditorium at school?" I said.
Chris grinned. "It's gonna look awful suspicious with us walking down the street with firecrackers in our hands."
"Grab a back pack."
Chris went back into the darkness. He emerged with a moldy old backpack. It smelled of weed and sex.
"My brother's old book bag." Chris noticed me looking at it strangely.
We went through Chris's back yard to the street that led to the small High School. I smiled as we approached the small school. We went around the back and found the fire escape. I climbed up first and Chris followed. On the roof was a door that led into the rafters of the auditorium. I tried to pull it open but it was locked.
"Stand back." I said.
I kicked at the door as had as I could. The door came off its hinges and flew in. I grabbed the backpack from Chris and walked through the door. I walked through the rafters until finding the perfect opening to shoot it into the auditorium. Chris was behind me with a lighter. I began taking the firecrackers out and setting them up.
"Fuck. We have no fuse. We're gonna have to rush our asses outta here." Chris said.
"I'll let you go first since I run faster than you." I said. "Give me the lighter."
The firecrackers were all set up to shoot directly down into the auditorium.
"Run now!" I yelled. I lit all the firecrackers as fast as I could and ran. I heard the first firecracker go off as I had just seen the door ahead of me. From there, there was a chain reaction of booms. Chris and I busted out of the door and fell on the ground breathing hard.
"Better get our asses outta here fast." I said.
Chris and I clambered down the ladder as fast as we could. We hit the ground and ran. I looked behind me to check if Chris was following. Some how Chris and I went in different directions. He went around the building one way, and I went around the building another way. I then hit something hard and rock solid. I fell to the ground and looked up. My vision was blurred and I couldn't see who was in front of me. Whoever it was, put a cloth over my mouth. The next thing I saw was darkness.
I don't know for how long I was out, but when I woke up, I was in different clothing (who the hell took off my clothes in the first place?) and I was in a bed. The room was dim so I couldn't see what else was in the room. I sat up and quickly lied back down because of a massive headache. I held my hand to my head and groaned.
A door opened and I hear footsteps come in. I pretended to be asleep again. I could feel the person looming over me. I could feel the heat from their body they were so close. I shot my hand out and punched the person right in the gut. To my surprise I was the one hurt. The person did make sound or move. I brought my hand back in and held it. It throbbed and hurt badly.
"So you're awake." The person was male. He chuckled.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the young man. He was crouching down next to the bed. His hair was neon purple and spiked in every direction. His skin was slightly tinted brown. He looked like an Italian. His eyes looked like green gems and glimmered even with the lack of light.
"Who are you and what happened?" I demanded.
"I think you should get some more rest before I answer those questions. But for now, my name is Tai. My son, Caleb, will be in soon with food."
The man smiled and stood up. He took a final glance at me and walked out of the room. I moaned and closed my eyes again. 'At least I'm getting food.' I thought. The door opened again and I hear footsteps come in. This time they were lighter. I looked over to see a boy, at least 7 years old. He looked exactly like the man before, only with jet-black hair. He placed a cup and a plate on a table next to the bed I was in. I didn't even notice the table there before. The boy looked over at me and noticed I was awake. He smiled and stood up straight. He was probably half the man's height.
"The cup has juice in it and the plate has meat. Enjoy." The boy bowed and began to walk out.
"Wait." I called. The boy walked over to the bed. "Do you know what's going on?"
"I'll tell you, but my daddy told me not to tell you." The boy sat on my bed next to me. "You're one of the few full blooded saiyans alive. My dad and I have been looking for you ever since my mom died."
"Wha?" I asked.
"Caleb!" The men yelled from the doorway. The boy frowned at me and then ran to the doorway. The door slammed and I was left alone again.
'I'm defiantly hallucinating. What the hell is a saiyan?' I thought to myself. 'Where the hell did my mind think of that? This must be a dream.' I tired to convince myself. I looked over at the food. 'Well if I'm hungry...' I didn't want to think of the possibilities this being real. I reached for the food and began eating it. The juice was sweet but odd flavored. The meat was extremely dark and taste like no meat I had ever had in my life. But still, I ate it. Normally that amount of food would have filled me up, but I was still extremely hungry, and weak. I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. I was beginning to feel slightly panicked.
The door opened again and the older man walked in. He pulled a chair to the bed from a corner. He sat down and took a deep breath in.
"I'm sorry for my son." The man said. I tried sitting up and barely was able to hold myself up.
"Can you please tell me where I am?" I said. I noticed my voice quivered.
"You're on the planet Io in the Kuate galaxy."
"What!?" My voice cracked as I shrieked.
"You're also in a different dimension. The time is much faster here as well."
"Minga." I put my hand to my head. "Pinch me."
"What?" The man asked.
"Pinch me, so that I'm assured this is fake."
The man chuckled. "I can assure you this is not fake. Your name is Trantz and you're one of the few full blood Saiyans alive. You were born on Planet Vegeta-sei 37 years ago, in this dimension's time. As a child, your power was beyond comprehension; Lord Freiza ordered that you'd be sent you to another dimension fearing you would over rule him one day. I was the one who sent you into the other dimension."
"You look younger than 37."
"I met a species as I traveled the planets that were capable of slowing down my aging process. I'm actually 50 years old."
"So how old were you when you had your son?" I asked.
"42, my wife was 27. She was fooled by my younger appearance. She died 7 years ago." The man quieted for a second.
"I'm sorry. What's your name again?"
"Tai."
"And my birth given name is Trantz?" Tai nodded. "What happened to all the rest of the Saiyans?"
"Lord Freiza blew up the planet. My son, my wife, and I were vacationing on a planet. I have heard of other Saiyans living on Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy."
"My Earth?"
"No; the Earth of this dimension."
"This is like a sci-fi nightmare." I said.
"Well there is some other stuff I need to show you. Are you strong enough to stand up?"
I swung my legs over the side of the bed. I tried standing up and did it successfully. Tai smiled and walked to the door.
"Follow me." Tai said.
I followed him out of the door. I squinted my eyes as I entered the brightly lit hallway. My eyes focused and followed Tai down the hallway. I looked in a mirror that was on the wall.
"AHHH!" I screamed.
My hands went up to my hair. My hair was no longer black and put back into a ponytail, but purple and looked like a tail going down my back.
"Oh, sorry I didn't tell you, your appearance changed as you changed dimensions."
"I look just like you." I said. "Only more feminine." I traced my new face with my hands.
"You and me are both hybrid Saiyans. A long time ago, a species, much like the faeries of your dimension, bred with the Saiyans. The Saiyans killed almost every hybrid saiyan. I don't know why they didn't kill me. They couldn't kill you."
"There are such things as faeries?" I asked as we began to walk again.
"I've met one, while looking for you."
"Minga. What else don't I know?"
"You are possibly the most powerful being in this dimension. But first you must learn how to surface that power."
I stopped walking and began swaying. I felt extremely faint. Again I black out.
::I've already written a story much like this. But my writing style and sucked and I deleted it. I wanted to re-do it. Tell me how I'm doing. I'm not quite satisfied. So this chapter may be changed, but for now, I'm just posting it to get it out there on the web::
Like any other day, Chris and I were skipping school. We sat on the banks of a creek chucking stones into the water. We tried are best to hit the fish that swam up stream.
"You don't have any weed?" I asked Chris.
"My brother used the last of it yesterday." Chris successfully hit a fish.
"What to do." I asked myself.
"Fuck?" Chris asked smiling.
"No, not today. I wanna do something big." I took a moment to think. "Hey! Do you still have those firecrackers?" I asked.
Chris smiled already ahead of me. Chris stood up and brushed off his hands. He helped me up and we were on our way to his house. We snuck in through the cellar doors. We crept down the rickety wooden stares to the moldy, wet floor of Chris's basement. He walked through the dark and came back with firecrackers in his hands.
"Where do we set them off?" Chris asked.
"Remember that fire escape on the side of the auditorium at school?" I said.
Chris grinned. "It's gonna look awful suspicious with us walking down the street with firecrackers in our hands."
"Grab a back pack."
Chris went back into the darkness. He emerged with a moldy old backpack. It smelled of weed and sex.
"My brother's old book bag." Chris noticed me looking at it strangely.
We went through Chris's back yard to the street that led to the small High School. I smiled as we approached the small school. We went around the back and found the fire escape. I climbed up first and Chris followed. On the roof was a door that led into the rafters of the auditorium. I tried to pull it open but it was locked.
"Stand back." I said.
I kicked at the door as had as I could. The door came off its hinges and flew in. I grabbed the backpack from Chris and walked through the door. I walked through the rafters until finding the perfect opening to shoot it into the auditorium. Chris was behind me with a lighter. I began taking the firecrackers out and setting them up.
"Fuck. We have no fuse. We're gonna have to rush our asses outta here." Chris said.
"I'll let you go first since I run faster than you." I said. "Give me the lighter."
The firecrackers were all set up to shoot directly down into the auditorium.
"Run now!" I yelled. I lit all the firecrackers as fast as I could and ran. I heard the first firecracker go off as I had just seen the door ahead of me. From there, there was a chain reaction of booms. Chris and I busted out of the door and fell on the ground breathing hard.
"Better get our asses outta here fast." I said.
Chris and I clambered down the ladder as fast as we could. We hit the ground and ran. I looked behind me to check if Chris was following. Some how Chris and I went in different directions. He went around the building one way, and I went around the building another way. I then hit something hard and rock solid. I fell to the ground and looked up. My vision was blurred and I couldn't see who was in front of me. Whoever it was, put a cloth over my mouth. The next thing I saw was darkness.
I don't know for how long I was out, but when I woke up, I was in different clothing (who the hell took off my clothes in the first place?) and I was in a bed. The room was dim so I couldn't see what else was in the room. I sat up and quickly lied back down because of a massive headache. I held my hand to my head and groaned.
A door opened and I hear footsteps come in. I pretended to be asleep again. I could feel the person looming over me. I could feel the heat from their body they were so close. I shot my hand out and punched the person right in the gut. To my surprise I was the one hurt. The person did make sound or move. I brought my hand back in and held it. It throbbed and hurt badly.
"So you're awake." The person was male. He chuckled.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the young man. He was crouching down next to the bed. His hair was neon purple and spiked in every direction. His skin was slightly tinted brown. He looked like an Italian. His eyes looked like green gems and glimmered even with the lack of light.
"Who are you and what happened?" I demanded.
"I think you should get some more rest before I answer those questions. But for now, my name is Tai. My son, Caleb, will be in soon with food."
The man smiled and stood up. He took a final glance at me and walked out of the room. I moaned and closed my eyes again. 'At least I'm getting food.' I thought. The door opened again and I hear footsteps come in. This time they were lighter. I looked over to see a boy, at least 7 years old. He looked exactly like the man before, only with jet-black hair. He placed a cup and a plate on a table next to the bed I was in. I didn't even notice the table there before. The boy looked over at me and noticed I was awake. He smiled and stood up straight. He was probably half the man's height.
"The cup has juice in it and the plate has meat. Enjoy." The boy bowed and began to walk out.
"Wait." I called. The boy walked over to the bed. "Do you know what's going on?"
"I'll tell you, but my daddy told me not to tell you." The boy sat on my bed next to me. "You're one of the few full blooded saiyans alive. My dad and I have been looking for you ever since my mom died."
"Wha?" I asked.
"Caleb!" The men yelled from the doorway. The boy frowned at me and then ran to the doorway. The door slammed and I was left alone again.
'I'm defiantly hallucinating. What the hell is a saiyan?' I thought to myself. 'Where the hell did my mind think of that? This must be a dream.' I tired to convince myself. I looked over at the food. 'Well if I'm hungry...' I didn't want to think of the possibilities this being real. I reached for the food and began eating it. The juice was sweet but odd flavored. The meat was extremely dark and taste like no meat I had ever had in my life. But still, I ate it. Normally that amount of food would have filled me up, but I was still extremely hungry, and weak. I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. I was beginning to feel slightly panicked.
The door opened again and the older man walked in. He pulled a chair to the bed from a corner. He sat down and took a deep breath in.
"I'm sorry for my son." The man said. I tried sitting up and barely was able to hold myself up.
"Can you please tell me where I am?" I said. I noticed my voice quivered.
"You're on the planet Io in the Kuate galaxy."
"What!?" My voice cracked as I shrieked.
"You're also in a different dimension. The time is much faster here as well."
"Minga." I put my hand to my head. "Pinch me."
"What?" The man asked.
"Pinch me, so that I'm assured this is fake."
The man chuckled. "I can assure you this is not fake. Your name is Trantz and you're one of the few full blood Saiyans alive. You were born on Planet Vegeta-sei 37 years ago, in this dimension's time. As a child, your power was beyond comprehension; Lord Freiza ordered that you'd be sent you to another dimension fearing you would over rule him one day. I was the one who sent you into the other dimension."
"You look younger than 37."
"I met a species as I traveled the planets that were capable of slowing down my aging process. I'm actually 50 years old."
"So how old were you when you had your son?" I asked.
"42, my wife was 27. She was fooled by my younger appearance. She died 7 years ago." The man quieted for a second.
"I'm sorry. What's your name again?"
"Tai."
"And my birth given name is Trantz?" Tai nodded. "What happened to all the rest of the Saiyans?"
"Lord Freiza blew up the planet. My son, my wife, and I were vacationing on a planet. I have heard of other Saiyans living on Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy."
"My Earth?"
"No; the Earth of this dimension."
"This is like a sci-fi nightmare." I said.
"Well there is some other stuff I need to show you. Are you strong enough to stand up?"
I swung my legs over the side of the bed. I tried standing up and did it successfully. Tai smiled and walked to the door.
"Follow me." Tai said.
I followed him out of the door. I squinted my eyes as I entered the brightly lit hallway. My eyes focused and followed Tai down the hallway. I looked in a mirror that was on the wall.
"AHHH!" I screamed.
My hands went up to my hair. My hair was no longer black and put back into a ponytail, but purple and looked like a tail going down my back.
"Oh, sorry I didn't tell you, your appearance changed as you changed dimensions."
"I look just like you." I said. "Only more feminine." I traced my new face with my hands.
"You and me are both hybrid Saiyans. A long time ago, a species, much like the faeries of your dimension, bred with the Saiyans. The Saiyans killed almost every hybrid saiyan. I don't know why they didn't kill me. They couldn't kill you."
"There are such things as faeries?" I asked as we began to walk again.
"I've met one, while looking for you."
"Minga. What else don't I know?"
"You are possibly the most powerful being in this dimension. But first you must learn how to surface that power."
I stopped walking and began swaying. I felt extremely faint. Again I black out.
::I've already written a story much like this. But my writing style and sucked and I deleted it. I wanted to re-do it. Tell me how I'm doing. I'm not quite satisfied. So this chapter may be changed, but for now, I'm just posting it to get it out there on the web::