Disclaimer: I still do not own DBZ and I still am writing this fic for my
nearly insane little mind.
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Chapter One: Alone even when surrounded by friends.
Eighteen Years later...
The young half-saiyan looked up from the lake where she had been resting, lying back against the water in a nearly asleep state. It used to be that she would be training all day long, either in the woods by herself or with Vegeta, the one person who seen her for what she was. That of course was a fighter, a warrior of an almost dead race. For some reason she just could not rest in times of peace. It seemed now like it was worse then when they actually where in any real danger, but then again it was not like there was any action on earth. Ever sense there last threat of Majin Buu, the little blue planet known as Earth had not had a single thing that could be classified as a opponent, and she refused to go around with her older brother and play hero.
Sighing she swam over to the shore and stepped onto the bank of the lake. For the past two years she had been banned from training. Her father Goku was not the one to blame; in fact he had wanted her to continue her training. But her mother had lied down the law. It was not right in her eyes for a young woman to be training with a bunch of men. So ever since her not so sweet sixteenth birthday she had been forced into the relaxed state she found herself in now. Though she had convinced her mother to let her train one day of the week to keep her in shape that was as far as she could go, and then that was only in the woods around her house. Never over at CC headquarters where the Gravity Room was
. It just was not fair, her little brother Goten could train until dark every night and here she was stuck at home. She grabbed a towel and dried herself off the best that she could, then got annoyed with it and flared her Ki to Super Saiyan in order to dry off the rest of her body as well as her long hair.
She had to smirk to herself as she felt the familiar raise in her energy. It felt so good when she was a super saiyan, and if it were not for the fact that her mother would have kicked her out of the house and chased her into the next town she would have stayed that way.
She yawned and pulled her cloths on, black training pants that Bulma had made to go with the armor Kat had at home, and a navy blue tunic-like top. It was simple, allowed her to move about at will and it was deemed fitting bye her mother.
She caught her reflection of herself in the lake water and had to grin as she let her hair return to its raven black color. Eighteen years had seen the makings of a fine woman, about five foot six inches and weighing in at about one hundred and twenty pounds her figure was filling out with womanly curves and losing it's child like appearance. Her chest was filled out in all the right places and her legs where long and powerful. There was not a single flaw about her form, her skin was even unmarked, not a single telltale sign of the hard training she had once done.
Her hair hung down the middle of her back and was so dark in color that it could make a coalmine light up in comparison. The one thing about her though that she did not understand where her eyes. Unlike the rest of her family her eyes where a deep emerald green. Not the chocolate brown of her mother or the dark black of her father.
She yawned again and tossed the towel over her shoulder, dang it what she would give to be doing something other then behaving like a slave right now. She was technically an adult yet her mother treated her like a ten year old, no she treated her worse then that because when she had been ten she had been able to come and go when she pleased.
Starting for her home she ran as fast as she could to burn up as much energy as possible. Knowing that if she didn't then she would never get to sleep tonight, another thing about her was that she needed to be worn out before she could ever get any decent rest at night. Kat arrived at home much to soon for her liking; she had not even broken a sweat. Well there went any plans for getting any sleep.
As she walked in the front door she imminently noticed two things, one her little brother had drifted off again in front of his math book at the kitchen table. The second that it seemed like she would be cooking again tonight. Ever sense her father had come back to life, he and her mother had started going out again. Maybe it was some kind of weird adult mid-life crisis, but her mother had been trying to get in touch with her younger side. Or maybe it was the fact that her father never seemed to age at all.
Walking over to Goten she shoke him lightly on the shoulder to wake him up." Goten, wake up sweetie, you fell asleep again." Her bother looked up with ruffled, unruly hair and blinked before replying," Oh, sorry about that Kat....didn't mean to. " and with that he picked himself up and walked upstairs to his room. Poor kid, he was trying to live up to mom's expectations and train with Trunks at the same time.
That night dinner was a quiet affair. Goten came down once to eat very little, then turned and headed back to his room. Which left Kat to eat bye herself. She had learned to cook awhile ago, deciding that she was going to need to learn about stuff like that anyway, after all even warriors had to eat, that was before her mother had tried to turn her into a housewife of course.
Kat sank back into the couch and flicked her tail about the air playfully. It was the one thing that reminded her that she was not now, nor would she ever be a human. She had learned to control her ape form so well that she had been permitted to keep her tail, and was very glad of this fact. Wrapping it about her waist she stood up and went into the kitchen washed the few dishes in the sink from her meal and went to her room where she lay on her bed for a while.
There had to be someway she could escape from this boring life she led now. After thinking about it for a while the answer hit her like a load of weights. Of course. Her father had been on several quests as a child, as had Vegeta. Piccolo had traveled many times around this planet and even her older brother had been into space.
She needed a trip, but one that was off of the earth. Bulma had spaceships and was currently getting a new one ready. She could take off into space and train as much as she wanted to without having to listen to her mother complain. It was perfect, the perfect way to get some action in her life as well. Now all she had to do was decide how to convince Bulma to help her get off the planet.
Oh well, time to worry about something else now, something that had been biting at the back of her head for the past two weeks. She had discovered a new energy in herself. It went beyond that of a super saiyan two. Could it be the next level that her father had reached? It seemed likely as her hair turned gold as with all super saiyan transformations. But it grew down to her waist, and her energy level itself, her Ki, was amazing to behold. No other power could compare with it.
Well she was planning to visit CC tomorrow anyway. She would ask Vegeta then. If her father returned soon then she would be able to ask him as well, it made sense though sense he was the only one to have reached this level before. But if her mother happened to over hear then she was in deep trouble. Getting up from her bed she dressed in a pair of shorts and a t- shirt for bed, then crawled under her covers and closed her eyes. Worry about it tomorrow. Right now she was suddenly feeling exhausted.
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well there is the next chapter, let me know what you think of it. Next chapter she will discover what her new level is, what Bulma's newest ship is like, and will work out a plan to get her off Earth and away from Chichi. Hehe I never liked the woman anyway.
Chapter One: Alone even when surrounded by friends.
Eighteen Years later...
The young half-saiyan looked up from the lake where she had been resting, lying back against the water in a nearly asleep state. It used to be that she would be training all day long, either in the woods by herself or with Vegeta, the one person who seen her for what she was. That of course was a fighter, a warrior of an almost dead race. For some reason she just could not rest in times of peace. It seemed now like it was worse then when they actually where in any real danger, but then again it was not like there was any action on earth. Ever sense there last threat of Majin Buu, the little blue planet known as Earth had not had a single thing that could be classified as a opponent, and she refused to go around with her older brother and play hero.
Sighing she swam over to the shore and stepped onto the bank of the lake. For the past two years she had been banned from training. Her father Goku was not the one to blame; in fact he had wanted her to continue her training. But her mother had lied down the law. It was not right in her eyes for a young woman to be training with a bunch of men. So ever since her not so sweet sixteenth birthday she had been forced into the relaxed state she found herself in now. Though she had convinced her mother to let her train one day of the week to keep her in shape that was as far as she could go, and then that was only in the woods around her house. Never over at CC headquarters where the Gravity Room was
. It just was not fair, her little brother Goten could train until dark every night and here she was stuck at home. She grabbed a towel and dried herself off the best that she could, then got annoyed with it and flared her Ki to Super Saiyan in order to dry off the rest of her body as well as her long hair.
She had to smirk to herself as she felt the familiar raise in her energy. It felt so good when she was a super saiyan, and if it were not for the fact that her mother would have kicked her out of the house and chased her into the next town she would have stayed that way.
She yawned and pulled her cloths on, black training pants that Bulma had made to go with the armor Kat had at home, and a navy blue tunic-like top. It was simple, allowed her to move about at will and it was deemed fitting bye her mother.
She caught her reflection of herself in the lake water and had to grin as she let her hair return to its raven black color. Eighteen years had seen the makings of a fine woman, about five foot six inches and weighing in at about one hundred and twenty pounds her figure was filling out with womanly curves and losing it's child like appearance. Her chest was filled out in all the right places and her legs where long and powerful. There was not a single flaw about her form, her skin was even unmarked, not a single telltale sign of the hard training she had once done.
Her hair hung down the middle of her back and was so dark in color that it could make a coalmine light up in comparison. The one thing about her though that she did not understand where her eyes. Unlike the rest of her family her eyes where a deep emerald green. Not the chocolate brown of her mother or the dark black of her father.
She yawned again and tossed the towel over her shoulder, dang it what she would give to be doing something other then behaving like a slave right now. She was technically an adult yet her mother treated her like a ten year old, no she treated her worse then that because when she had been ten she had been able to come and go when she pleased.
Starting for her home she ran as fast as she could to burn up as much energy as possible. Knowing that if she didn't then she would never get to sleep tonight, another thing about her was that she needed to be worn out before she could ever get any decent rest at night. Kat arrived at home much to soon for her liking; she had not even broken a sweat. Well there went any plans for getting any sleep.
As she walked in the front door she imminently noticed two things, one her little brother had drifted off again in front of his math book at the kitchen table. The second that it seemed like she would be cooking again tonight. Ever sense her father had come back to life, he and her mother had started going out again. Maybe it was some kind of weird adult mid-life crisis, but her mother had been trying to get in touch with her younger side. Or maybe it was the fact that her father never seemed to age at all.
Walking over to Goten she shoke him lightly on the shoulder to wake him up." Goten, wake up sweetie, you fell asleep again." Her bother looked up with ruffled, unruly hair and blinked before replying," Oh, sorry about that Kat....didn't mean to. " and with that he picked himself up and walked upstairs to his room. Poor kid, he was trying to live up to mom's expectations and train with Trunks at the same time.
That night dinner was a quiet affair. Goten came down once to eat very little, then turned and headed back to his room. Which left Kat to eat bye herself. She had learned to cook awhile ago, deciding that she was going to need to learn about stuff like that anyway, after all even warriors had to eat, that was before her mother had tried to turn her into a housewife of course.
Kat sank back into the couch and flicked her tail about the air playfully. It was the one thing that reminded her that she was not now, nor would she ever be a human. She had learned to control her ape form so well that she had been permitted to keep her tail, and was very glad of this fact. Wrapping it about her waist she stood up and went into the kitchen washed the few dishes in the sink from her meal and went to her room where she lay on her bed for a while.
There had to be someway she could escape from this boring life she led now. After thinking about it for a while the answer hit her like a load of weights. Of course. Her father had been on several quests as a child, as had Vegeta. Piccolo had traveled many times around this planet and even her older brother had been into space.
She needed a trip, but one that was off of the earth. Bulma had spaceships and was currently getting a new one ready. She could take off into space and train as much as she wanted to without having to listen to her mother complain. It was perfect, the perfect way to get some action in her life as well. Now all she had to do was decide how to convince Bulma to help her get off the planet.
Oh well, time to worry about something else now, something that had been biting at the back of her head for the past two weeks. She had discovered a new energy in herself. It went beyond that of a super saiyan two. Could it be the next level that her father had reached? It seemed likely as her hair turned gold as with all super saiyan transformations. But it grew down to her waist, and her energy level itself, her Ki, was amazing to behold. No other power could compare with it.
Well she was planning to visit CC tomorrow anyway. She would ask Vegeta then. If her father returned soon then she would be able to ask him as well, it made sense though sense he was the only one to have reached this level before. But if her mother happened to over hear then she was in deep trouble. Getting up from her bed she dressed in a pair of shorts and a t- shirt for bed, then crawled under her covers and closed her eyes. Worry about it tomorrow. Right now she was suddenly feeling exhausted.
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well there is the next chapter, let me know what you think of it. Next chapter she will discover what her new level is, what Bulma's newest ship is like, and will work out a plan to get her off Earth and away from Chichi. Hehe I never liked the woman anyway.