Well I'm here doing what I said I would do. Hopefully this gets better ; a cookie to the person who gets who the girl is!
Disclaimer: since I see no real point in repeating this I shall say it once & only once. I, the authoresses of this story do not in anyway own Dragonball or any of the series &/or the characters that came from said animé.
Claimer: I do own Sam, Zara and all other original characters in this story as well as the plot. All of these came from the twisted inner workings of my mind & are not to be used with out permission.
The girl next doorPrologue
A girl 16 years of age stared out at the black scenery that was space. Who would have thought I'd be doing this…she thought.
"Not that hard to believe, is it?" a man that must have been 10 years older then her asked. She jumped and stared at him. It was going to take a while for her to get used to the telepathy the man controlled.
He chuckled and smiled at her.
"We're closing in." he said after a few moments. The girl blinked in answer.
"Already? We just left." She began. The man nodded and stood up.
"I know." He said as he moved a golden bang out of his face and surveyed the star system. "We're taking a short-cut." He added and looked back at her. The girl met his golden eyes and nodded dreamily. This was unlike her but the man seemed to be enjoying the affect he had on her.
The duo sat in silence for a few more minutes before a computerized voice spoke up.
"Approaching worm hole. Shall be entering in 5…4…3…2…1…entering worm hole." There was some turbulence as the small shuttle entered the void that was the 'worm hole'. The girl felt sick as she was tossed about the small room. The man watched, still standing easily, with a smirk etched across his handsome face.
"It'll be over in a minute." He said calmly just as they were thrown forward. The girl grumbled a curse before flicking her long brown hair out of her face.
"If you say so. Is it over now or what?" she asked heatedly. The man chuckled and used his head to gesture to the window. The girl rolled her eyes and walked towards it.
She gasped.
Out side was a network of metal structures that had to be the station the man had told her about when she agreed to this.
"Is that-?"
"Yes. The fire wall station." He interrupted her question.
"Why's it called that?" the girl asked as she watched as they closed in on the complex that hung in space.
"Because of the shields." He said. The girl didn't need an explanation for a meteor demonstrated why for her. The frozen rock glided swiftly to the complex but burst into flames before it could hit.
"Whoa…" she muttered as they entered the spaceport.
Once inside the complex, two over creatures met them. They both wore the same black cloaks as the man she had came with the same black and blue leather shoulder pads. The two, a reptilian like man & a man that was completely covered and filled the nearly the whole corridor, crowded round the golden eyed man
a strange thickness fell in the air as they marched along. The girl was confused as a host of emotions played across the golden eyed mans face as she was led to what was thought to be the main hall.
The main hall was a giant, five storey high dome that had hundreds of people wearing similar attire to the men. As she looked around, the girl determined that the men wore the black cloaks with the blue ends on their shoulder pads and the females wore black cloaks with black and purple shoulder pads. The men led the girl across a platform that was exactly in the middle of the dome. At the end of the platform was a type of throne with a purple man with green scales down his neck and arms. He had a grey Mohawk and he wore what looked like gold, roman armour with a long red cape. The man in the throne lifted his head and slowly stood up, radiating power.
"So this is what you've brought me on your travels? A human girl? Why should she become a bringer?" the man asked, his voice sounded almost musical but demanded respect.
The golden eyed man bowed to the other, the other two following suit.
"My lord, she has potential and-"
"I know what you think! Or have you forgotten who you're addressing?" The purple alien asked, his eyes flashing dangerously. The others flinched and the 'lord' continued.
"If I knew better then I could say that you choose this girl because of her face, not her power but she does have potential. She has shown some traits I hold highly." He walked towards the girl and stared into her eyes. "She'll do." He said after a few minutes.
The girl had no idea what was going on. She had taken care of a few weak creatures that had been chasing the golden-eyed warrior after he had exhausted himself after training. She had killed a few but she had been too weak to finish the job. The golden-eyed man had destroyed the rest and had promised her ultimate power. She had gone along with it but now she was lost.
The purple man walked smiled down at her.
"You seek true power?" he asked her. She nodded and the lord smirked, rising a hand. The girl instantly was paralysed from the neck down and was floating several inches off the floor. The lord muttered a few words and pulled her closer. They both were surrounded by a blazing white aura as their foreheads touched. As soon as they did, the girl felt her power increasing, almost as if power was being pumped into her. She started to scream as her power doubled and tripled and tears formed in her eyes. It was a painful experience but she craved more nonetheless. She was becoming stronger then any human that had ever existed.
The lights in the dome room began to flicker as the lord let out a grunt and the girl began to quiver. After another few minutes the girls head dropped and the lord stood back.
"Grund!" he yelled. The big and completely covered man stood forward and raised his hand over the girl. His hand glowed and the girl was soon wearing a purple bodes type top and boots and black trousers.
"Cloak!" the lord yelled and the beating of wings was heard. A tall woman with leathery, bat like wings and carrying a black cloak landed on the platform and put the cloak on the girl. The girl instantly sank as the cloak was placed on her. The lord smirked and made a sweeping motion with his hand indicating for everybody to leave before disappearing. The golden-eyed man nodded and picked the girl up bridal style.
"Lets go see how big a boost he gave you," he muttered before walking out, the other two men in tow.
Two years later. A teenage girl stood on the edge of a cliff. She looked about 18 years of age. She was wearing a long black cloak that covered her out fit and her long, brown hair was covering half her face. Her face was narrowed in annoyance as she watched the fight below.
A teenage boy with spiked golden hair and teal eyes was fighting a lizard like creature. It did not seem like much of a fight, the teenager was toying with the white lizard but their power was immense.
The girl on the cliff sighed. Where any normal person would be completely bewildered at the fact that a half robotic lizard-man was fighting what had claimed to be a super saiyan, this girl seemed more or less bored.
She continued to watch, not wanting to be seen but knowing that neither of them could see her nor remember seeing her unless reminded. She liked having her kind of power. She may not be able to control people but she could implant ideas into their minds and erase others. That was what she was doing as she watched the fight.
She sighed again as the boy told what was known as Frieza that he had one more chance to kill him. To think, I'm the one that's supposed to be killing that guy. Not the saiyan. Unbelievable! She thought, expressing her annoyance through her facial features.
She then felt a presence, so close to her yet light-years away, secretly agreeing with her. Then the same presence seemed to tell her to find out about him. Maybe I should… she thought to herself, wondering why she hadn't thought of it sooner.
She closed her eyes & focused on the teenager below her and began to see glimpses of his past. A few seconds later her eyes burst open again.
"Trunks?" she said aloud, earning a glance from the boy before he forgot and went back to tormenting Freiza.
She looked down to the ground; going over the glimpses she had seen of her birth planets future. No way… that can't happen here. To anywhere but here…she could not except that her planet would end up like what Trunks's thoughts had predicted.
"Three years…" she whispered to herself before looking up to see the saiyan that knew of Earth's future just meters away from her, forming a kai-blast.
"Hey Frieza!" he yelled before firing it at the cybernetic lizard that was in the air above them. Freiza barely dodged it and was met by Trunks's blade and was promptly sliced up and blasted into oblivion.
Trunks wiped his forehead before looking down at King Cold, Frieza's father. Now ice-jin number two…he thought before landing next to the cowering alien. A matter of minutes later and there was one less man standing and a blown up spacecraft.
Guess that saves me a job then. The girl thought before turning her head to see eight figures floating in the air further away, staring at Trunks. So they finally show themselves she thought again before watching the boy fly off after yelling out about a man called Goku. Now the girl had a decision to make. Should she follow the boy and try and find out more or just leave. Then there was the bigger question, should she come back and help?
She sighed when she felt a slight tug.
"Fine, I won't follow, but I will be back." three years... and with that she vanished.
Three years later, a familiar woman landed on the same cliff. Looks like what that guy predicted changed. She thought as she looked around. All those strong powers are still here and I can't sense these so called androids. Then again they are androids. Maybe I can't… her thoughts trailed off as she turned to face a sudden increase in a power level further west. Freiza and King Cold? But they died. And those other people I can sense in two places at once. What the heck is going on here?
She didn't hesitate in flying off to where she sensed these strange power levels. When she caught up to them she hid among the debris of a near by cliff. She peeked out and her eyes widened at what she saw. A large cricket man was fighting Trunks. At least she thought it was him. His power felt the same but he had gotten more powerful then she thought was capable in three years. Then there was his opponent. Trunks's mind had told her that there were two androids, a blonde girl and a dark haired boy. This didn't make sense.
She watched the two fight for a while before they came to a stare down. Trunks's strength had greatly increased since he had thought Frieza but his speed seemed to be slipping away as he fought. The other creature on the other hand did not seem to be tiring out at all.
Hmm…he should be fun to mess with. Just wish I knew what on Earth was going on here. As if in answer to her thoughts, the creature spoke.
His name was Cell. He had been the last creation of the late Doctor Gero. He told the young saiyan about how he had been raised by the doctor's computer and had risen to find that the androids had been destroyed. He had absorbed life forms to become stronger until he had learned of the time machine, which he promptly found, destroying Trunks in the process and returned to the past.
The girl listened with interest. Time travel sure did seem to throw in a lot of unexpected twists. She smiled to her self as she began to watch Cell. He was a heavy thinker. He was thinking well beyond this little match. It was more of a game to him and he was thinking of ways to 'spice up' the next level. And there it was. The Cell game he thought. The girl looked intrigued and began paying more interest as he thought of it.
A tournament of his own creation. One that would determine just how strong he really was now. He liked the idea and so did she. She could see all of his moves and use them against him when it came down to it. He would never know what hit him.
She left them just as Trunks realised his mistake in fighting Cell while he was finding difficulty moving.
So, it's a tournament the insect wants? Thought the girl. Nine days and it will be a face off. I better get ready. And with that she flew to a secluded spot in the mountains.
Nine days later, Earths greatest fighters were gathering. One father and son duo were flying along, trying to conserve most of their energy, with their long time friend beside them. They had been met up by the namekian known as Piccolo and Trunks along the way. The saiyan known as Goku looked up to see two more of his long time friends waiting for them in mid-air. He smiled and called out.
"Hey, Tien. Yamcha!" He yelled as everybody else spotted the two.
"Hey guys!" they yelled, waving them over. The group came to a halt and smiled at the pair.
"Hey. Are you two fighting in the cell games?" Goku asked curiously.
"No. We're just here to watch. We probably wouldn't be much help to you guys." The man with dark hair answered. The three-eyed man nodded.
"That's right. I left Chiaotzu with master Roshi." He added. Goku nodded and looked into the distance, smiling. After a few moments he looked at the others.
"Come on, we don't want to keep Cell waiting." He said before they all flew off, him leading. (Just like the RAF…)
When they landed they saw Vegeta already ringside, glaring at 'the great Hercule' who was busy trying to impress his adoring fans at home. Goku shock his head before looking at the prince.
"Hey Vegeta, what's up?" he called. Vegeta simply mumbled something & glared off towards the other end of the ring. There a 21-year-old girl sat on a rock. Her long brown hair flowed neatly down her back with a black headband keeping it out of her blue eyes. She wore a white tank top and some red gi pants with a black belt.
She looked at all of the new comers before looking back at the back of Cell.
The guys all questioned her presence. They were not really expecting a girl to show up. Not after Cell's little demonstration when he announced the games to the public. But here she was. A young girl that wasn't really paying attention to anything but Cell.
Just then, Cell spoke.
"Ah. Goku. How good of you to join us. Now the games can begin." He smirked, facing the Z gang. They all glared back except for Goku who returned the smirk.
"I guess they can." Hercule and the announcer he brought along with him stared between the two as they had their little stare down. Hercule frowned at the thought of this new comer taking all the glory and quickly spoke out.
"Hey! Cell, I'm going first! Don't you forget it! If you want a real fight then its right here, bub!" The others all stared at him as if he was crazy whilst Goku was about to object. Krillen ribbed him (well, as far up as he can anyway) and shock his head.
"Let him go first Goku. He seems to have his heart set on it anyway." He whispered to his life long friend. Goku looked at him then over at Hercule who was doing a stupid pose for the camera.
"I guess so." He sighed.
With no objections and a big grin, Hercule stepped into the ring just to be greeted by the sound of a helicopter. Hercule looked up to see his two protégés and they're official announcer jumping out of they're helicopter, landing neatly in the ring and the woman quickly introduced them. Their names were Koroni and Peroshki and apparently they were there to beat Cell so Hercule would not have to 'waste his strength on such a weakling'. The brown haired girl scoffed at this making both announcers glare at her.
"And what exactly is wrong with that?" the male announcer asked, adjusting his glasses so he could get a better look at her. She looked back at him innocently.
"Oh, nothing. Just thought it was funny, that's all. Can't I laugh at they're joke?" she flashed them a sweet smile before looking back at Cell. The woman glared.
"I'll have you know that it was no joke! These two are great fighters and will now proceed to defeat Cell." The young girl rolled her eyes at this & slowly turned to face the woman.
"Look, you, if it wasn't a joke then the concept was funny. Ok? None of these guys stand a chance. Get over it and go home. Like now." She finished, earning another glare from the announcers. The man narrowed his eyes & signalled for the camera to zoom in on her.
"Just moments ago this young lady claimed that no one stood a chance of defeating Cell. But I can assure you that Hercule and his students can. The question now at hand is, WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU! Cell is an amateur and these brave men are about to prove that!" he announced, turning to Cell who was now staring intently at the young girl. She looked at him, giving him a look that surprised him, before turning her back to them all.
Koroni stepped into the ring first. He was a blonde man that looked like one of those guys who were simply in it for the girls.
He looked at Cell while the female announcer gave a little bio on him. When she was done he picked one rose out of the bouquet he was holding and smelt it before throwing the rest into the air. He quickly leapt into the air after them and used his speed to quickly cut them up in mid air. He then landed and smirked at Cell.
"Those are for your funeral." Koroni said and lifted the one he saved to his nose and sniffed it before looking at the brown haired girl.
"And this is for the fine young lady sitting ring side." He said before kneeling down & handing it to her.
At this Yamcha nudged Tien.
"Hey, do you think he's the reason she's here?" he asked. They looked on as the mystery girl glared daggers at Koroni and the rose slowly turned black as if it were burning.
"Err, don't think so for some reason." Was Tien's reply. Trunks glanced at them then at the girl. Why did he recognise her? He just couldn't get his head round it.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Koroni was in the middle of executing his signature move. He jumped high into the air and Cell watched him. When Koroni was at a certain point, Cell raised his energy, using it to knock the man higher and higher and higher… until he was too high and came crashing back to earth, losing most of his teeth but not earning himself any serious injuries.
Next up was Peroshki. He took it off the mask he was wearing and bent the metal into a ball and proceeded to eat it, trying to impress/ intimidate. No one, except his teammates and the announcers, seemed that impressed so he continued. Peroshki then started to do his signatures move, which consisted of him rotating both arms windmill style at his sides and running towards Cell. Cell just stared at him and again raised his energy, causing the guy to look like he was trying to run through a wall. Eventually Peroshki said 'I give up' and he was thrown backwards.
Next up, Hercule. He walked into the ring full of confidence and took of his cape and champion belt. He then brought out a capsule that, when opened, became a duffel bag. (Announcer guy: wow, what will those smart people at capsule corp. think of next?) Out of the duffel bag came 15 tiles that he stacked up, the announcer commenting on everything he did. When he was done, Hercule knelt down and brought down his hand, breaking all but one of the tiles.
"Wow! Did you see that? Even 14 out of 15 tiles is really impressive!" the announcer went on as Hercule smirked at Cell.
"That's what I'm gonna do to you." He said calmly. Cell didn't even flinch. Hercule then ran towards him and started doing a volley of punches and kicks, giving it everything he had. Then, in one smooth motion that was impossible to see with the untrained eye, Cell hit Hercule hard on the back of the head, sending him flying into a near by cliff. About time a certain young girl thought as she smirked at Cell.
"Oh no! Hercule was just knocked out of the ring, which means he loses. Is there any hope for the planet now? Or are we all doomed? Will any of these fighters stand a chance or will-" he was abruptly cut of by both a sharp pain inside his head and the girl.
"It's not over. Only the losers have fought. Now it's time for the real action." She stated as she stepped up to the ring. Cell stared at her.
"Is that a challenge, girl?" asked the creature.
"Drr." Was her reply. She smiled at his face. She was not scared in the slightest. This unnerved Cell slightly. This girl had appeared out of nowhere and was acting like no one could bring her down. Maybe I should put her in her place. It'll be fitting for her to experience true perfection before her imperfections become apparent. Cell thought. There was another scoff from the girl. Cell was not sure why she agitated him so much but her presence was bugging him and she could sense it.
He turned to her, arms still folded over his chest and his eyes narrowed.
"Well then, my dear, if you're so sure of yourself then why don't you go next?" he asked, trying to not let his agitation show in his voice.
"I plan to." She stated before stepping gracefully into the ring.
He stayed still as she sang down into a fighting stance. He just stared at her in the exact same position. He was not taking her seriously. Good. According to plan. Thought the girl.
"Before we start, I'd like to know who I am to fight today." Cell said, not really caring at all.
"If you must know its Sam. Sam Mitsu." She said plainly.
This made the announcers head snap up and he quickly turned to the cameraman.
"Did you hear that? Sam Mitsu has appeared today to fight Cell. For those at home who don't know who she is then you must have been underground for the past 20 years. Sam Mitsu is daughter to the owner of M tech, one of the biggest companies on the planet, next to capsule corp. that means that she's the granddaughter to Yoshio Mitsu, the great martial artist who disappeared before the legendary master Roshi appeared. We are in for a treat today!" he yelled into his mic. But his yells fell on death ears for at that moment something odd was beginning to happen.
From Cell asking Sam's name, worldwide all TV's watching the fight only showed static. No one had heard any of the information the announcer held.
Back at the match however, several fighters were now staring at her with awe and her eye began to twitch. Oh great. He knows about Dad and grandpa. So much for being a big mystery…she thought before staring at Cell.
She waiting for him to make the first move but he was just standing there. Eyes locked with hers. Finally he moved his hand to signal for her to move.
"You're move first. Show me what you have." He said. She nodded before running at him, powering up as she went. Cell was caught off guard by her sudden increase in power and simply stared at her as she got closer and closer until she was right next to him. Then with liquid grace she executed a spinning kick that winded him. He doubled over just to be hit hard over the back of his neck. He then felt her grab his arm and pull it back, over his back in a hold.
"You know, this is no fun if you don't fight back." She whispered making him glare over his shoulder at her pretty head. He snarled before powering up as well and turning round, attempting to punch her. She caught it. He pulled back and she caught his next punch. He growled and began throwing punches at her at a blinding rate. All of which she dodged as if they were nothing.
"Would you just stay still!" he yelled and she did. He hit her hard in the jaw and smirked as her head moved round. That smirk disappeared as she moved her head back and smiled.
"Needs work." She said simply. He snarled. No one treated him like this. He was perfect! He did not need work! But she simply smiled at him and clicked her neck before stepping forward.
"You do need work. A lot of work." His eyes widened in fear as she said this. She was reading his mind!
"Let me show you something. In might just put you in your rightful place, Cell." She flashed him another smile before setting her feet a shoulders length apart. From there she powered up. When she was done Cell had backed up. Not just because of the force but because of what he was sensing. There was no way some human could be stronger then him. He was Cell. The ultimate being. She was a mere human. He quickly looked to see the others reaction but it was if time had stopped for all except for them. They were all in the positions they were in when the fight had started. Krillen was still cleaning his ear out and Goku was yawning. Each of them seemed to be a mere statue.
"What's wrong Cell? Does this unnerve you? Do you want them all to see you lose?" came Sam's singsong voice. He turned and glared at her.
"You!" he spat. She smiled.
"Yes me. So, do you want to continue or just stay there wetting yourself?" she mocked. Cell glared and charged forward. She was mocking him! Who cares how strong she was? He was still going to teach her a lesson.
She effortlessly dodged his every blow.
"You know, I bet even Goku could do better then that." She said before kicking him hard in the stomach then again in the face once he had doubled over, sending him high into the air. He growled and was about to fly down after her when her face met his. She made a tutting sound before kicking him hard across the width of the ring, appearing before him at his destination. She quickly laced her hands together then used the newly made fist to hit him hard into the ground, outside of his ring.
Cell stared at the dirt in shock. A mere human he thought, a mere human beat me? How? He slowly looked up to she her sitting on the ring smiling sweetly at him, as if he was a baby that had fallen down. He hated that look.
"Aw, Cell fell down? Shame. Well I was going to offer you true power but I don't think a guy like you could handle it. So I'll make you a deal instead. You remember me and keep an open mind from now on and I'll make it so none of these people remember what happened," she said looking around, "they may not know what happened now but I could easily give them those memories…" she said, trailing off and glancing at him once again.
He glared at her and thought it over. He would still be feared. He could still prove that he could defeat Goku and anyone else that challenged him. But there would still be the girl. The girl that had tossed him around like a rag doll. But he could get stronger. He could absorb Goku and then perhaps…
He glared at her.
"Fine. Do it." He said grimly. And the next thing he new he was back in the ring with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked around in surprise. Goku was stepping up and the announcer guy was ranting about how Hercule had just lost. What trickery is this? Cell wondered as his eyes passed over every warrior until he found the person that will always strike fear into his heart. Sam was sitting calmly, watching them all from a cliff farther away. He snapped back to reality as Goku asked him if he was ok.
"… You look like you've seen a ghost." He joked. Cell fumed and told Goku to get ready
Sam sat on her little cliff, smiling at the thought of Cell being scarred for life. She could read his thoughts and know every little thing he was planning and he knew it. She was now going to watch his every move and let him feel the intensity of it. She liked the thought.
After this she was going to go on to help Goku while the Cell Jrs attacked and accompany them to the lookout, leaving them with a feeling that they missed something during the time in which they were frozen. Something that would have warned them of what was to come. But naturally some were beginning to suspect already.
Sam watched Vegeta as he stared at the rock she had once sat on in suspicion. He'll give you trouble. A voice seemed to nag at her.
A/n: how was that? Better? Worse? Meh? Tell me!
Next time will be the actual story. It should be more like the old one with a couple of changes.
How powerful is Sam really? Will Vegeta find out? What has been planned? And just who is 'the Lord'? Will I ask questions at the end of every chapter now? Who knows? Read on to find out!