Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z/GT, neither do I own the show; nor will I take claim or responsibility for it. However, I do own my Original Characters, twisted plots and schemes of this story.
In addition, be wary of my rating. It is rated R for the sole purpose of it containing, language, violence, and sexual content (including sex, rape, etc.).
I would also like to point out that I AM Princess Saharrina (as I was Serial Experiment Kaori). Sometimes I get writers block (for months at a time) and can never keep up with my tons of email addresses and user/password logins. However, I began searching around for all my fictions on the web, and I found this one and decided to finish it.
The Ghost
Prologue
Obscurity
Silence
Emptiness….
Yet it was a place where the mysterious of mysteries where unveiled; where the unstated truths were told. It was province that shattered shadows, bottling radiance. This was the threshold between heaven and hell, the home of those who once were and soon to be.
A diminutive perfunctory platform, drifted leisurely into a poising waste field. Aboard it, abided an entity masked by the murkiness of space, advent to make his claim that was rightfully his. His gaze rested upon his final destination, the edifice of the Most High; his masters. Nearing the towering gothic structure, the black iron gates lowered, allowing him passageway. After long stages of peregrinating, the transportation device finally came to a halt at a polished metallic docking bay being very small in area, indicating the lack of visitations. The estranged being stepped from his vessel onto the callus silver river, pleased to know he'd reached the middle peak of his journey. The second half had just begun with the trivia of finding his way to them.
Gone hours of search, the odyssey ended before unclosed doors. Immediately, he dropped to his knees with his head bowed.
From within the shadows of the ill-lit room, thundered a unified voice. "Come, loyal servant, for you have traveled a long way for what has been promised in which you have yet to accept." Obediently, he ingresses the grace of his masters. "There is no need to speak your wish; it is already known and has been set into motion. All that is needed to complete the process is the blood of the Vegeta-sian priest, Kinkaarito."
He stared into the darkness in question. "How is that possible when he has been from existence for several millenniums?"
"It is simple. Choose from his decedents."