Savages
by-Trunks Babe
Standing on deck, he could feel the breeze ruffling through his hair. He could finaly see land. He had been on this ship for 6 months. Now 17, Prince Vegeta was very ready to stand on ground again.
"Big brother!!" came a little voice from behind him. "Iniko, I thought father told you to stay below deck. You could easily fall off the boat," Vegeta said gently. " I know, but it's so dark and musty down there. I wanted to come up here and watch the waters with you, brother." she smiled.
Vegeta often marvled at his baby sister. Only five years old, and already so strong willed. She made up her own mind about everything. Everyone in his kingdom talked about how lovely she is. Her big, soft, brown eyes held a wisdom, that has never before been found in one so young.
"What will we find once we reach land? Gold? Jewels? Slaves? Father said that this land is full of riches," Iniko said. "Big brother, tell me, what is it that you hope to find?"
" Whatever we do find, I hope it is what I have been searching for," said the Prince. "And what is it that you hope to find, brother?" said the little beauty.
"Something that will fill the void in my life, little one. I do not know, yet, what that is," he said kneeling in front of her," but when I find it , you shall be the very first to know." She smiled and wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, then ran back down below deck.
I only hope I can find whatever it is I am looking for he thought to himself The closer we come to shore, the closer I am to finding it
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In the cemetary, the blue haired princess sat silently sobbing. She heard footsteps behind her, and did not want whoever it was to hear her shaming herself with her tears, so she ran. She stopped when she reached the beach, fell in the sand, tears flowing down her tanned face, falling onto her bear legs, she could feel her feet in the sand, and cried harder.
All she could think of was her mother. Everthing in this place reminded her of the woman who boar her. Her mother was a brave woman, wife of the Chieften, and mother of nine. Princess Bulma, being the youngest, took her death the hardest. Although, she was now seen as an adult and of right age to marry, the 15 year old girl was not ready to settle down. Her mother was the only one keeping her from being married off.
Now, two weeks after her mother passed, Bulma was told that she is to marry Rycoma, a strong warrior of her village. Rycoma was a good man. The bravest and strongest of all the warriors, he was. But, that could not make Bulma love him.
She shed all her tears untill she could cry no more. She looked along the horizon where the sun was going down, and saw a huge blak shape comming tward her island. She recognised it as a ship, and ran back to her village to make her father aware of the visitors.
As she came upon the village everyone who she passed bowed their heads to her. Even the elders fell to their knees. Bulma just rolled her eyes and ran to her father's dwelling.
"Father! A ship near the beach!" she announced. Her father, who was talking with Rycoma, said,"Come Rycoma!" and ran out of the tapered dwelling. On his way out, Rycoma stopped and kissed Bulma's forhead, "I want to talk to you when I come back," he said.
As he walked out, she sighed, and followed. When she arrived on the beach her entire family, and all the warriors were preparing for the landing of the strangers.
When the ship landed, soldiers in shiny armor came pouring out of this ships and flanked it on each side. A man in golden armor, a blood red cape, and a golden crown on his noble head, walked out. He was fallowed quickly by a pretty, ebony haired, little girl, who immiatly lached onto the man's cape. Next to emerge was he most handsome man the young native princess had ever seen. His jet black hair and even darker eyes made him more attractive than any man on her island.
" I am Tarahashi, Cheif of the Mohoutan trib. I wish to know why you have come and disterbed our peaceful existance." said Bulma's father.
"We come from the Empire of Zarcona, we are here to concour you and your people and take all your resorces, and your people as slaves." said the king.
"You can't do that!" shouted Bulma as she threw herself to the front of the crowd. "You can't just march in here and expect us to hand over everything we hold dear!" Rycoma grapped Bulma by the waist, pulled her to him, and whispered roughly in her ear,"Don't you will put us all in danger!" She pushed him away and stepped boldy forward.
"If you want to aprehend my people, you will have to go through me first!" she said bravely.
"Bulma!" said her father.
"Princess!" said Rycoma.
"GASP!" said everyone else.
Standing on deck, he could feel the breeze ruffling through his hair. He could finaly see land. He had been on this ship for 6 months. Now 17, Prince Vegeta was very ready to stand on ground again.
"Big brother!!" came a little voice from behind him. "Iniko, I thought father told you to stay below deck. You could easily fall off the boat," Vegeta said gently. " I know, but it's so dark and musty down there. I wanted to come up here and watch the waters with you, brother." she smiled.
Vegeta often marvled at his baby sister. Only five years old, and already so strong willed. She made up her own mind about everything. Everyone in his kingdom talked about how lovely she is. Her big, soft, brown eyes held a wisdom, that has never before been found in one so young.
"What will we find once we reach land? Gold? Jewels? Slaves? Father said that this land is full of riches," Iniko said. "Big brother, tell me, what is it that you hope to find?"
" Whatever we do find, I hope it is what I have been searching for," said the Prince. "And what is it that you hope to find, brother?" said the little beauty.
"Something that will fill the void in my life, little one. I do not know, yet, what that is," he said kneeling in front of her," but when I find it , you shall be the very first to know." She smiled and wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, then ran back down below deck.
I only hope I can find whatever it is I am looking for he thought to himself The closer we come to shore, the closer I am to finding it
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In the cemetary, the blue haired princess sat silently sobbing. She heard footsteps behind her, and did not want whoever it was to hear her shaming herself with her tears, so she ran. She stopped when she reached the beach, fell in the sand, tears flowing down her tanned face, falling onto her bear legs, she could feel her feet in the sand, and cried harder.
All she could think of was her mother. Everthing in this place reminded her of the woman who boar her. Her mother was a brave woman, wife of the Chieften, and mother of nine. Princess Bulma, being the youngest, took her death the hardest. Although, she was now seen as an adult and of right age to marry, the 15 year old girl was not ready to settle down. Her mother was the only one keeping her from being married off.
Now, two weeks after her mother passed, Bulma was told that she is to marry Rycoma, a strong warrior of her village. Rycoma was a good man. The bravest and strongest of all the warriors, he was. But, that could not make Bulma love him.
She shed all her tears untill she could cry no more. She looked along the horizon where the sun was going down, and saw a huge blak shape comming tward her island. She recognised it as a ship, and ran back to her village to make her father aware of the visitors.
As she came upon the village everyone who she passed bowed their heads to her. Even the elders fell to their knees. Bulma just rolled her eyes and ran to her father's dwelling.
"Father! A ship near the beach!" she announced. Her father, who was talking with Rycoma, said,"Come Rycoma!" and ran out of the tapered dwelling. On his way out, Rycoma stopped and kissed Bulma's forhead, "I want to talk to you when I come back," he said.
As he walked out, she sighed, and followed. When she arrived on the beach her entire family, and all the warriors were preparing for the landing of the strangers.
When the ship landed, soldiers in shiny armor came pouring out of this ships and flanked it on each side. A man in golden armor, a blood red cape, and a golden crown on his noble head, walked out. He was fallowed quickly by a pretty, ebony haired, little girl, who immiatly lached onto the man's cape. Next to emerge was he most handsome man the young native princess had ever seen. His jet black hair and even darker eyes made him more attractive than any man on her island.
" I am Tarahashi, Cheif of the Mohoutan trib. I wish to know why you have come and disterbed our peaceful existance." said Bulma's father.
"We come from the Empire of Zarcona, we are here to concour you and your people and take all your resorces, and your people as slaves." said the king.
"You can't do that!" shouted Bulma as she threw herself to the front of the crowd. "You can't just march in here and expect us to hand over everything we hold dear!" Rycoma grapped Bulma by the waist, pulled her to him, and whispered roughly in her ear,"Don't you will put us all in danger!" She pushed him away and stepped boldy forward.
"If you want to aprehend my people, you will have to go through me first!" she said bravely.
"Bulma!" said her father.
"Princess!" said Rycoma.
"GASP!" said everyone else.