The Bloodline Chronicles: Bastard Nation
By Rumek
Prologue: A new life
At the hospital, Bra thought to herself. She thought of many things, but mostly of the events that brought her here. She was pregnant. And in labor... Nine months before, on that fateful night, she had made love with her brother's best friend. Goten. She angered at the mere mention. All he had seen in her was sex. Oh, he said he loved her, and said a lot of things as well. But he would not be here. It had been hard. Being told that she was loved by the father of her child, yet at the same time having to see him with another woman. If he loved me so much, Bra thought, then he would break up with his girlfriend and take care of his baby. But he wasn't there. He wouldn't be there. Oh, it was true that he loved her, but he didn't love her as much as his girlfriend Paresu. She hated Paresu. But she hated Goten even more. That fateful night, when she made love with Goten, had been sweet and inisant, but it wasn't real.
Nine Months, and five days ago, Bra stood in the park, just a block away from her home, Capsule Corp Headquarters. She had collected all the Dragon Balls quite easily, but now came the hard part. She had been in love with Goten as long as she could remember, and now she had a chance to have him. She just had to wish for it, and he would be hers. All hers, and not that dirty skank Paresu's. She waited for several hours, sitting on a bench, until night, when nobody would be around. The park, the soft gentle breeze was soothing on her skin. She could her the soft chirping of the crickets, and other sounds of the night, but the loudest thing she could hear was the pounding of her heart. He blue hair wisped around her shoulders. She was ready. "Dragon, Shenron, I command you to grant my wish!" she yelled. The Dragon Balls glowed violently before they suddenly exploded in light, engulfing all the Bra could see. It was beautiful, and Bra's heart skipped a beat.
"Who has awakened me from my slumber? Make your wish, so I may take my leave." The Eternal Dragon boomed. The large green snake-like dragon, with his glowing red eyes, was quite an intimidating sight. "Oh, dragon, I...I...want to m-make my w-wish..." she stuttered, in utter awe and anticipation. "Spit it out mortal! I wish not to stay in this retched world." The mystic serpent dragon said. "I...I... Wish that Goten would be the father of my child!" she yelled, her confidence returning. She didn't know why she wished for that directly, she could have just wished that he fell in love with her. Maybe it is destiny, she thought. "So be it," he spoke, as a large beam shot off toward the distance, "your wish is granted" was all he said, as he disappeared, back where he came from. Bra smiled, as her thoughts raced. Oh God, what's going to happen now. Did that stupid dragon make Goten fall in love with me? What happened?
5:30 PM (five days later). It was the Briefs annual get-together party...And every body the Briefs know would be there. Including Goten's family. Is this part of the Dragon's magic? Bra asked herself. Bra knew it would be the day. It would be the day that Goten would finally love her, the way she loved him. He would be all hers. And it would be perfect.
8:30 PM. The guests started to arrive, mostly people Bra neither knew or cared about. She was growing impatient. Usually, Goten and his family were the first to arrive, or near first. All the men in that family would be anticipating the almost endless supply of food that Bulma would serve. Even Vegeta would come down for the party, just for a shot at that food, mostly because Bulma almost never let him eat as much as he wants. The whole party was starting, and some quiet music was playing. Bra's mind wondered for a moment.
She was only sixteen years old, and Goten was a good number of years older then her. He had always treated her as a little sister, but that was never how she wanted him to treat her. From simple crush, to deep obsession, Bra had watched him from him from a distance whenever her he visited her brother. But to her dismay, Goten and Trunks had not been together as much as they had in the past. Trunks was the Capsule Corp President, and Goten had a girlfriend... Bra shook her head. She didn't want to think about Paresu. That dirty, ditsy, bimbo had taken Goten away from her before she had a chance at him. She always acted so stupid in front of her boyfriend, but she was a real bitch in real life. "Well, screw her. He's mine now." Bra said quietly to herself, smiling devilishly while she did so. He was hers, and she was his. It all worked out perfectly.
9:00 PM. Gohan, Chichi, Videl, Pan, and, most importantly, Goten arrived. Bra stared at him from a distance, and smiled instantly. Sure enough, she had caught his eye. Good thing that he didn't bring her, Bra thought to herself. She got up, and strode over to where Goten was standing. He was wearing his usual green long sleeved shirt and Levi pants, but she took no notice. "Hey, Goten, haven't seen you in a while." She smiled, with a twinkle in her eye, as she said it. His eyes opened up, and he stared at her as if he had seen something in her that he had never seen before. "Yeah, long time." He said smoothly. An instant later, they were both grinning, and staring into each other's eyes.
12:30 AM. Bra laid wide awake besides Goten, both naked and under the sheets. It was a good thing that Goten and his family usually spent the night whenever they visited. No one would notice that they were off, hidden in Bra's room.
She looked over, and saw that Goten had fallen asleep, and was breathing deeply. She sighed, and scooted closer to him, and cuddled. Oh God, I love him was her last thought before she drifted off to a soundless sleep.
(Another five days later) 4:30PM: Bra paid a little trip to the grocery store earlier that day. Not that she didn't shop for groceries; it was just something she usually didn't do. She didn't go for food though... When she got there, she walked strait toward a certain isle. She didn't know the name of the isle, but she knew that what she needed was there. Pregnancy test.
She picked it up, and quickly ran it through the express line. Bra almost panicked when she thought she saw somebody she knew, but a second later and she had already past the person and was on her way to the car. She hurriedly rammed the key into the slot, jumped into the drivers seat, and sped away.
Now, at about 4:45PM, she stood in the bathroom staring down at the pregnancy test in her hands. A grin appeared on her face, and it spread ear to ear. She was pregnant, and Goten was the only one she had had sex with recently. There would be no denying it now. If she bore his child, then he would have no choice but to marry her, and stay with her forever. The grin depend on her face. She was happier then, then she had ever been. He was hers for sure...
Bra lay there, in the hospital bed, thinking of how it all went wrong. Her Mother had been shocked, her father had barely spoken to her since, but at least Pan and Marron were supportive of her. At least, until it was clear whom the father was. Pan was mad at her for having sex with her uncle, Marron was somewhat alienated by knowing the father was someone she knew, and now neither of them acted like they used to. Now Pan wouldn't speak to her, and Marron acted like she didn't even know her. How the hell could this happen? I thought they were my friends. It shouldn't matter who the father is! She thought angrily. But one thing she didn't know, was how Goten felt about it. Goten had not talked to her in person, always over the phone. He said he loved her, but couldn't marry her. Couldn't be there for her, and wouldn't. Paresu had forgiven him on the condition that he would never see her, or the child again. Bra hated her even more for that. It was all that she could do to stop herself from finding Paresu, and killing her. She had never been so furious in her entire life. It was already dastardly unfair that he should never see her again, but making their child grow up without a father... She stopped herself. Never get mad. Always get even. Plots of revenge twisted their way through her mind. She had already taken an ultrasound, and had known for some time that her child was male. Vegeta was sure to forget about how and why he was born, if he was willing to become strong. And he would be strong. Maybe it was destiny... she thought silently to herself.
Bra lied wide awake in her bed, with nobody besides her. She was lonely that way, but she didn't care. Her family was all she needed. One failed marriage, and she didn't feel like marrying any more, even though that marriage spawned her beloved second and third child. She was not aware of the sun rising in the distance. The soft light lighting her bedroom with the blue light of early morning. Soon it would be a yellow, orange shade, but that didn't matter. Her children... her bastard, first born son, now fifteen... It seemed to happen so fast... It's almost as if he grew up in an instant, but only seemed that way. The last fifteen years were a blur to her. She had three kids. Two sons, and one daughter. He oldest son... Tarann. A saiyan name, famous for a great general of King Vegeta's armies, was what Vegeta decided to name him. Bra at the time didn't care about the name, so she let her father decide. Now he was fifteen. His long, jet-black hair twisted and turned in every direction in a style of it's own. Not like any hair Bra ever saw. He was tall, about six feet tall, and his entire body was covered with tight muscles. He wore a black leather jacket that hung loose down to his waist, with semi-baggy Levi pants. He never spoke much, but when he did his deep voice seemed to penetrate any defense his listeners may have had. He trained day in, and day out with Vegeta, and all for the better. Bra could only wonder what levels of power he had achieved. Super Saiyan, of course, but other then that it was a secret. An annoying thing about Tarann, in Bra's eyes, was that neither her, nor her mother Bulma, could control him like they did Vegeta or Trunks. He could ignore them both, and not worry about any of the consequences. While all the other males in the family had bowed at their every command (however so reluctantly), Tarann could just say things like "I don't feel like it", and "I don't care". Her other two, Jarin and Terra, were the children of her failed marriage. Jarin was twelve years old, and looked remarkably like Trunks, only with darker purple hair. Terra, only eight years old, looked like her mother, yet if her hair was cut short she would look like Trunks as well. Both of their attire varied, as being the children of multi Billionaires. Both, unlike their older brother, were very social people. Neither spent even close to the time that Taraan did at training. She knew Jarin could achieve Super Saiyan status, even if it was at a lesser extent of Tarann's. Bra's room was light now. She still lay in her bed alone, and tired. She did not have an hour of sleep that night, and today she had a life to get back to. A somewhat lonely life.
By Rumek
Prologue: A new life
At the hospital, Bra thought to herself. She thought of many things, but mostly of the events that brought her here. She was pregnant. And in labor... Nine months before, on that fateful night, she had made love with her brother's best friend. Goten. She angered at the mere mention. All he had seen in her was sex. Oh, he said he loved her, and said a lot of things as well. But he would not be here. It had been hard. Being told that she was loved by the father of her child, yet at the same time having to see him with another woman. If he loved me so much, Bra thought, then he would break up with his girlfriend and take care of his baby. But he wasn't there. He wouldn't be there. Oh, it was true that he loved her, but he didn't love her as much as his girlfriend Paresu. She hated Paresu. But she hated Goten even more. That fateful night, when she made love with Goten, had been sweet and inisant, but it wasn't real.
Nine Months, and five days ago, Bra stood in the park, just a block away from her home, Capsule Corp Headquarters. She had collected all the Dragon Balls quite easily, but now came the hard part. She had been in love with Goten as long as she could remember, and now she had a chance to have him. She just had to wish for it, and he would be hers. All hers, and not that dirty skank Paresu's. She waited for several hours, sitting on a bench, until night, when nobody would be around. The park, the soft gentle breeze was soothing on her skin. She could her the soft chirping of the crickets, and other sounds of the night, but the loudest thing she could hear was the pounding of her heart. He blue hair wisped around her shoulders. She was ready. "Dragon, Shenron, I command you to grant my wish!" she yelled. The Dragon Balls glowed violently before they suddenly exploded in light, engulfing all the Bra could see. It was beautiful, and Bra's heart skipped a beat.
"Who has awakened me from my slumber? Make your wish, so I may take my leave." The Eternal Dragon boomed. The large green snake-like dragon, with his glowing red eyes, was quite an intimidating sight. "Oh, dragon, I...I...want to m-make my w-wish..." she stuttered, in utter awe and anticipation. "Spit it out mortal! I wish not to stay in this retched world." The mystic serpent dragon said. "I...I... Wish that Goten would be the father of my child!" she yelled, her confidence returning. She didn't know why she wished for that directly, she could have just wished that he fell in love with her. Maybe it is destiny, she thought. "So be it," he spoke, as a large beam shot off toward the distance, "your wish is granted" was all he said, as he disappeared, back where he came from. Bra smiled, as her thoughts raced. Oh God, what's going to happen now. Did that stupid dragon make Goten fall in love with me? What happened?
5:30 PM (five days later). It was the Briefs annual get-together party...And every body the Briefs know would be there. Including Goten's family. Is this part of the Dragon's magic? Bra asked herself. Bra knew it would be the day. It would be the day that Goten would finally love her, the way she loved him. He would be all hers. And it would be perfect.
8:30 PM. The guests started to arrive, mostly people Bra neither knew or cared about. She was growing impatient. Usually, Goten and his family were the first to arrive, or near first. All the men in that family would be anticipating the almost endless supply of food that Bulma would serve. Even Vegeta would come down for the party, just for a shot at that food, mostly because Bulma almost never let him eat as much as he wants. The whole party was starting, and some quiet music was playing. Bra's mind wondered for a moment.
She was only sixteen years old, and Goten was a good number of years older then her. He had always treated her as a little sister, but that was never how she wanted him to treat her. From simple crush, to deep obsession, Bra had watched him from him from a distance whenever her he visited her brother. But to her dismay, Goten and Trunks had not been together as much as they had in the past. Trunks was the Capsule Corp President, and Goten had a girlfriend... Bra shook her head. She didn't want to think about Paresu. That dirty, ditsy, bimbo had taken Goten away from her before she had a chance at him. She always acted so stupid in front of her boyfriend, but she was a real bitch in real life. "Well, screw her. He's mine now." Bra said quietly to herself, smiling devilishly while she did so. He was hers, and she was his. It all worked out perfectly.
9:00 PM. Gohan, Chichi, Videl, Pan, and, most importantly, Goten arrived. Bra stared at him from a distance, and smiled instantly. Sure enough, she had caught his eye. Good thing that he didn't bring her, Bra thought to herself. She got up, and strode over to where Goten was standing. He was wearing his usual green long sleeved shirt and Levi pants, but she took no notice. "Hey, Goten, haven't seen you in a while." She smiled, with a twinkle in her eye, as she said it. His eyes opened up, and he stared at her as if he had seen something in her that he had never seen before. "Yeah, long time." He said smoothly. An instant later, they were both grinning, and staring into each other's eyes.
12:30 AM. Bra laid wide awake besides Goten, both naked and under the sheets. It was a good thing that Goten and his family usually spent the night whenever they visited. No one would notice that they were off, hidden in Bra's room.
She looked over, and saw that Goten had fallen asleep, and was breathing deeply. She sighed, and scooted closer to him, and cuddled. Oh God, I love him was her last thought before she drifted off to a soundless sleep.
(Another five days later) 4:30PM: Bra paid a little trip to the grocery store earlier that day. Not that she didn't shop for groceries; it was just something she usually didn't do. She didn't go for food though... When she got there, she walked strait toward a certain isle. She didn't know the name of the isle, but she knew that what she needed was there. Pregnancy test.
She picked it up, and quickly ran it through the express line. Bra almost panicked when she thought she saw somebody she knew, but a second later and she had already past the person and was on her way to the car. She hurriedly rammed the key into the slot, jumped into the drivers seat, and sped away.
Now, at about 4:45PM, she stood in the bathroom staring down at the pregnancy test in her hands. A grin appeared on her face, and it spread ear to ear. She was pregnant, and Goten was the only one she had had sex with recently. There would be no denying it now. If she bore his child, then he would have no choice but to marry her, and stay with her forever. The grin depend on her face. She was happier then, then she had ever been. He was hers for sure...
Bra lay there, in the hospital bed, thinking of how it all went wrong. Her Mother had been shocked, her father had barely spoken to her since, but at least Pan and Marron were supportive of her. At least, until it was clear whom the father was. Pan was mad at her for having sex with her uncle, Marron was somewhat alienated by knowing the father was someone she knew, and now neither of them acted like they used to. Now Pan wouldn't speak to her, and Marron acted like she didn't even know her. How the hell could this happen? I thought they were my friends. It shouldn't matter who the father is! She thought angrily. But one thing she didn't know, was how Goten felt about it. Goten had not talked to her in person, always over the phone. He said he loved her, but couldn't marry her. Couldn't be there for her, and wouldn't. Paresu had forgiven him on the condition that he would never see her, or the child again. Bra hated her even more for that. It was all that she could do to stop herself from finding Paresu, and killing her. She had never been so furious in her entire life. It was already dastardly unfair that he should never see her again, but making their child grow up without a father... She stopped herself. Never get mad. Always get even. Plots of revenge twisted their way through her mind. She had already taken an ultrasound, and had known for some time that her child was male. Vegeta was sure to forget about how and why he was born, if he was willing to become strong. And he would be strong. Maybe it was destiny... she thought silently to herself.
Bra lied wide awake in her bed, with nobody besides her. She was lonely that way, but she didn't care. Her family was all she needed. One failed marriage, and she didn't feel like marrying any more, even though that marriage spawned her beloved second and third child. She was not aware of the sun rising in the distance. The soft light lighting her bedroom with the blue light of early morning. Soon it would be a yellow, orange shade, but that didn't matter. Her children... her bastard, first born son, now fifteen... It seemed to happen so fast... It's almost as if he grew up in an instant, but only seemed that way. The last fifteen years were a blur to her. She had three kids. Two sons, and one daughter. He oldest son... Tarann. A saiyan name, famous for a great general of King Vegeta's armies, was what Vegeta decided to name him. Bra at the time didn't care about the name, so she let her father decide. Now he was fifteen. His long, jet-black hair twisted and turned in every direction in a style of it's own. Not like any hair Bra ever saw. He was tall, about six feet tall, and his entire body was covered with tight muscles. He wore a black leather jacket that hung loose down to his waist, with semi-baggy Levi pants. He never spoke much, but when he did his deep voice seemed to penetrate any defense his listeners may have had. He trained day in, and day out with Vegeta, and all for the better. Bra could only wonder what levels of power he had achieved. Super Saiyan, of course, but other then that it was a secret. An annoying thing about Tarann, in Bra's eyes, was that neither her, nor her mother Bulma, could control him like they did Vegeta or Trunks. He could ignore them both, and not worry about any of the consequences. While all the other males in the family had bowed at their every command (however so reluctantly), Tarann could just say things like "I don't feel like it", and "I don't care". Her other two, Jarin and Terra, were the children of her failed marriage. Jarin was twelve years old, and looked remarkably like Trunks, only with darker purple hair. Terra, only eight years old, looked like her mother, yet if her hair was cut short she would look like Trunks as well. Both of their attire varied, as being the children of multi Billionaires. Both, unlike their older brother, were very social people. Neither spent even close to the time that Taraan did at training. She knew Jarin could achieve Super Saiyan status, even if it was at a lesser extent of Tarann's. Bra's room was light now. She still lay in her bed alone, and tired. She did not have an hour of sleep that night, and today she had a life to get back to. A somewhat lonely life.