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Chapter three is
up!
Warning: This is my first fan fiction. Some events
pertaining to the Sailor Moon series won't make much sense, due to my
incredible lack of knowledge on it. If something doesn't fit
your knowledge of it, just think of it as something purposely changed
for the story.. I would greatly appreciate it if you would be
specific when commenting on something. Please don't go
"horrible spelling dude" that doesn't help me at
all. Remember: I cant fix what I don't know is wrong!
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Their not necessary for the story, but rather a type of vent for me.
Their in italics at the very bottom. You can't miss them if you
want to read them. This story takes place right after
Dragonball GT.
And
now, your feature presentation
"Why if it isn't my little monkey friend Vegeta. Do a trick Vegeta, and I'll make your time here more pleasant..." This time Vegeta smirked. He had been wanting to do this for sooo long. Sticking his one hand out, and pointing at Frezia so his hand remotely resembled a gun Vegeta said the one word he had been longing to say to the creepy cross dressing lizard for decades.
"Bang." With that word he poured enough ki to destroy Perfect cell into a tiny finger beam. "Opps. Did I do that? Better luck next time lizard." Making sure he walked on the now unconscious Frezia he continued on. In hell they couldn't die. In some ways he envied Piccilo. He got to have fun with all these guys all the time.
"So what kind of trouble did Goku get into this time?" Vegeta swung his head around. He had forgotten that Piccilo was with him. Blasted green bean.
"That fool Kakkarot managed to get himself lost in another universe when he agreed to go with that demonic dragon Shennron." Vegeta couldn't help but show a hint of anger. Sometimes Kakkarot could be so stupid.
"What! He went to another universe. Figures. Just like Goku, not a care in the world, not even for his own safety." From the corner of his eye, Vegeta could see Piccilo shake his head. He was wrong about that. Goku did care, maybe too much. IF Goku didn't care, he would have been able to conquer the Earth long ago. Clearly he cared, probably more then anyone would ever know. Vegeta smiled. Killing Frezia had really made him feel better.
Luna snickered evilly. She couldn't have planned it better herself. Apparently, Setsuna had sent Rini from the future to the past, which was their present. The more she thought about that, the more confused she became. It didn't matter though, the point was that Rini had run too Serena in the middle of a Scout meeting and called her 'mommy'. Luna had almost balled over laughing when she saw Rei's face. She most have thought that Serena had adopted her or something. Serena hadn't said a single word for the next hour after she found out that she would have a daughter with Darien. Rini had told them of a future which Luna hoped could be changed. If they defeated the Negaverse now, then in the future, they wouldn't have enough forces to fight the Moon Kingdom. Then, Serena would be able to travel to the Royal City, and populate it again. Soon, all too soon the world would tremble before the almighty Moon Kingdom. And this time, Prince would not be able to save them. If only Darien had been there when Rini had come. Too bad he was still on a camping trip with some of his friends from work. Speaking of that, he should be back any day now...
"This is as far as I can take you Vegeta. I have to ask you one thing." Vegeta stared at the giant iron door. It had to be at least fifty feet tall. Feeling smaller then usual, the prince of Saiyin straightened his back slightly.
"What would that be green bean? I don't have all day, I need to get Kakkarot before my supper gets cold." Vegeta smirked. Today would have been Chili night. He hated all the human food, but Bulma insisted that 'her children' weren't going to be eating any raw, tender juicy flesh. The very thought made Vegeta's mouth water.
"I just want you to... take care. You may be Goku's last hope. If you screw up, he'll be doomed to spend eternity wherever he may have ended up." The the stupid Nameks deep voice echoed through his mind. Curling his tail around his waist, Vegeta gave the stupid Namek a wink. When he got back, he was going to pay him a visit, and the green bean knew that. Then, without another word he opened the doors, and for the first time in many years, the tortured souls got a taste of a light so bright... that even the Ki's refused to enter. Vegeta steeped in, and screamed. The door closed, and the most evil powerful beings in the universe sighed in relief.
"Class, I'd like you to welcome a new student. Her name is... Rini. So, Rini, would you like to tell the class about yourself?" The teachers loud monotone voice managed to distract Goku from his train of thought. He didn't know what had happened last night. He had been watching the Elementalists, and tried to do some magic, and a cat had distracted him. The next thing he knew, he felt his power draining from his body and then everything went dark. Something wet and rough had waken him up, and then Shennlong, the evil shadow dragon had told him that he was going to do great things. Very strange.
"Well, I'm seven years old, and I like to play Sailor V games." Goku's head twisted. That name, Sailor V... that could be the name of one of those 'Sailor Scouts' the thought was enough to bring a broad grin to his face. Even Gohan had chosen a better name. It seemed to command great respect in this world. On his world, The Z team had been more or less a secrete, with only the occasional rumor of its existence. It had been composed completely of guys except Android 18, and they had used ki. On this world, it seemed to be the reverse. The guardians were all woman, who were well known by the public, and they appeared to use magic. Goku wasn't sure that the 'Sailor Scouts' and the Elementalists were the same yet. It seemed to strange for any serious organization devoted to the worlds safety to be so public, and... silly. Even Captain Ganu had taken battles more seriously.
"Rini, why don't you take a seat over there, across from... Goku, our foreign exchange student from," the teachers face scrunched up in confusion "where are you from Goku?"
Goku panicked. He had been studying the notes about the life Shennron had given him, but he hadn't gotten that far. Yet... yes, that would work. From experimenting with the 'hearing aids' Shennron had given him, he removed the left one from his ear. Now his speech would be half whatever they spoke here, and half... what was his language called? Didn't matter. "I come from land of great forest and mountains. I came here to the darkness because I told there need here." Goku smiled. He couldn't understand what he had said, and that probably meant that they couldn't either...
"Umm... okay Goku. As you can see, Goku is still working on learning our language. We are all to be very patient with him for the next few months until his Uncle comes to pick him up. You can sit down now Rini." The teachers face showed clear confusion. Maybe he should leave the second 'hearing aid' out all the time at school. The blond little girl sat down suspiciously across from him. She was getting her books out, and it looked like the class was about to start reading time. Perfect. Grabbing one of the ancient hard covered books that Shennron had sent him, Goku didn't even notice the gasps of awe from the class. Shennron had told him that the books might get some attention, but unless one was magically sensitive, he would be able to simply say it was a family heirloom. Even if they were, it seemed like a good reason to Goku. Raising his voice slightly he decided that an explanation was in order.
"This book my Great Grandpa's. He let me keep it when..." the class nodded in understanding, and even the little blond girl across from him softened her suspicious glare. Peering to his side, Goku was surprised to see Ormus with the widest eye's he had ever seen. It was almost as if he recognized the book. Dismissing it as pure paranoia, Goku opened the first page. 'The History of the Moon Kingdom' Sounded interesting...
Rini stared in shock. That boy had a copy of the Moon Kingdoms history. Why... she had thought only mommy had one. Mommy had told her that she had the last surviving copy. Maybe this little boy had given it to her... but she doubted that. The copy she had looked at was in far worse condition, and the future wasn't all that far away, considering that book must already be two thousand years old. From her seat across from the boy she could feel traces of magic stronger then anything she had ever imagined wafting from that book. The book itself was only slightly more magical then a brick, but the trace magic coming from it... if the power put into whatever spell had been caste on that book had been put into a attack... the Earth wouldn't be here... the sound of a giant explosion and the screams of children distracted her. She needed to transform now! The book could wait till later. People were in danger!
Goku's eye's widened. He had just opened his book when an explosion had ripped through the back corner of the classroom, near him. Plaster and drywall sprayed him like giant hailstones. Dust filled the air so thick that he couldn't see anything. Using his senses Goku tried to sense the monsters power, but he couldn't. Probably made of magic, he mused. That was bad. It meant none of his Ki attacks would work on it. There was worse news though, the monster was walking in through the nice hole it had created in the back of the classroom. Goku could hear someone shout something about magic, and then a flash. So, one of the Elementalists were hear already. Even though Goku couldn't sense magic he knew that one Elementalists wouldn't be able to defeat this monster. He wasn't ready yet... but he had to. Grabbing the Four Star Dragonball he held it high in the air with his one hand, and he put his other on his heart. Whispering so no one else could hear, "I have passed your tests, and pledged myself to your cause... now arise Shennlong, and grant me my reward..." Goku felt his child body rise into the air. Energy crackled all around him. Goku wasn't all that worried though. They were ki bolts, so no one would sense them. The dust circled around him from some invisible wind creating a barrier that even Goku couldn't see past. He could feel himself returning to his adult body. What some might consider giant muscles bulged on his body, and a thick brown fur covered him, and his tail moved freely behind him. His shirt had changed to a small vest, and his pants had grown exceptionally baggy, gently blowing around in a wind that wasn't there. He was in his Super Saiyin Four body, without the power. It made sense for a disguise. Everyone would be looking for an adult, when he would be a kid.
Mini Moon's head spun around. She had just felt a huge amount of power put into a transformation. Maybe Saturn had arrived after all. But she doubted it. Whatever transformation took place, she couldn't feel whoever it was anymore. Now that the dust had settled, she got a good look at the monster. It looked surprisingly like the one Luna had described the night before. It was just a huge ball of pink slime, although, the way Luna had described it, she had expected it to have a rough look. The surface of the jelly on this monster looked as smooth as skin. The monster moved with more of a flow too, then Luna had described. Looked like the Negaverse was getting it right. The sheer amount of evil coming from this monster was enough to leave a foul taste in her mouth. The creature wasn't overly powerful, but alone...
Vegeta slowly opened his eye's. Stupid blinding light. The iron door had closed behind him classically before he had been able to back out. Classic. The sound of a hundred voices all in harmony broke his internal cursing. "Prince Vegeta... we are the Ancients... you walk among halls no mortal before has ever been allowed to even glance upon. Not even your 'Supreme Ki' has access to this. We know of your predicament dear Prince. Yet we must all the same ask you the question. Answer truthfully. If you can not, you will be sent to discover the answer for your quest." Vegeta cursed. That annoying harmonic voice. Sounded like a hundred old fogies yelling at him.
"Listen you, I need to go to wherever Kakkarot is, because he needs to live up to his responsibilities. His blasted wife, and his kids. Now let me go get the fool, before I blast you're nonexistent body to the next dimension!" This was getting annoying.
"That is not the correct answer. We know of the situation, even though you do not. Use the time we have granted you to look within yourself... more rests on your success then you know Prince Vegeta...
The world was going that blasted burning white again. Cursing all the way Vegeta felt his body being torn apart...
Vegeta awoke cursing. He liked that. It had taken years of practice, but he had managed to learn how to curse in his sleep. It always made his day feel brighter when his blasted woman complained about it in the mourning. Opening his eye's slightly Vegeta frowned. He remembered the world having more colors before... blasted hallway voice had made him go partially blind! Everything was more bright, and solid. It was as if shadows started and ended at a set point. The sound of a young woman's voice distracted him.
"Who do you think you are, no men are allowed in the Royal Palace except for the King. You are in violation of section twenty three, paragraph four of 'appropriate conduct' of the Royal Palace. Surrender now, and your sentence may be lighter." Hmmm... surrender eh? Cracking his knuckles slightly Vegeta pushed himself off the cold stone floor. Stupid 'Ancients' had sent him sprawled out on the ground! The indignity was enough to fuel Vegeta's rage. How dare they treat him, the Prince of Saiyin like some kind of rag doll. Then there was this woman. He had no idea where the blasted 'ell he was, but it was as if the 'Ancients' had put a huge blanket over his Ki sense. He could sense every stupid animal on the pathetically small planet. After visiting enough worlds, Vegeta could tell how big a planet was just by the gravity. This one had to be only one sixth of the Earth. That wasn't any bigger then the moon! Pushing himself up onto his hands and knees Vegeta slowly uncurled his tail from his waist. It felt sooooo good to stretch his tail. He still had pod cramps.
"...well, do you surrender, or do you wish me to call the Sailor Scouts?" Ignoring the woman, Vegeta surveyed his surroundings. He was in a unusually dark corner. Even with his Saiyin eyesight, it was tough to see his hand when he held it only a few feet from his face. Hopefully, these aliens couldn't see better then the average human. That meant that they still didn't know what he looked like, and would make a search for him difficult. If all he had to do was get out of the Palace to make them happy, then perhaps Kakkarot would be seeing him soon. Vegeta looked at his options. He could... surrender to this woman, fight the girl scouts, or escape. Previous encounters with alien cultures told Vegeta that the first two options were ones he should try to avoid. Vegeta was more then a little suspicious that the 'Ancients' had sent him to another universe. If any trading world had an elite guard that were girl scouts in the North Galaxy, or any other for that matter, Vegeta was confident he would have heard about it. The fact that they had sent him to a world were girl scouts in little boats were feared just made Vegeta more angry. He had come to get Kakkarot so he could have a fight, and maybe even die in battle. Kakkarot always attracted trouble.
"...guards! Get Sailor Mars, she knows how to handle rebellious men." Hmm... seemed as though this was a rather feminist world. That may make escape difficult. He had to get out. But how?
"Sir," at the sound of Cain's voice Gramp's put down his pen. He was working from the 'Chamber of Magi'. He had left Rei a note that he had left for a Shinto priest convention. It was the only thing he could think of.
"Well lieutenant, do you have your report ready?" He had requested Cain to draw up an inventory of the Order's current deployable force.
"Yes Sir, and I believe that we are as ready as were ever going to be. We currently have a full reserve of Sorcerers, a unit of twenty thousand. Then there is the Valkiar squad, which consist of five thousand elite horsemen. We have ten thousand Pegasus's, with a full company of riders for them. Sir Erumeneer also managed to get the first through five hundred generational Shades to agree to fight. No word yet if the others will join..." Lieutenant Tyler's voice droned on. Gramps had already read the reports. They had a hundred times the number of troops they're ancestors had expected. Mostly that was due to the fall of the Moon Kingdom. Members of the Order still talked about the bad day's, when the Moon Queen forced men to do work for nothing, how they were treated as mere breading stock. Men were nothing more then an inconvenience to the Moon Kingdom. They had been treated worse then dirt. Many starved to death on the streets, just so that not one woman would even get slightly hungry. The original founders had met in small groups. Any meeting where more then five men were present was illegal. The Queen worried about rebellions, and periodically squashed sections of the Order. The feminine utopia. The Order had worked for hundreds of years with the Negaverse to insure the Moon Kingdoms collapse. In the end, the original High Priest had caused that afoul empire to collapse upon its rotten core... The High Priest Prince himself.
"...well Sir, do you think that were ready?" Lieutenant Tyler's voice brought him back to reality.
"Lieutenant, I don't think the Order will ever be ready. Just remember the Order's purpose is to defend the Child Warrior foretold in the Prophecy. If we can prevent his death, then we will have succeeded in what our founding father, the High Priest Prince himself told us. Live to deny fate."
Goku frowned. He had hoped that the lone Elementalists would have been able to destroy the monster. It seemed to him as though this one was slightly stronger then the last one. The girl had still been able to hurt it pretty badly though. The monster seemed to be limping more or less for a creature that didn't have legs. He couldn't really understand how 'pink sugar hearts' could hurt anything, but at the same time he did. Energy can come in any form, like Krillians 'destructo disk' without channeling energy properly, it would just spray out everywhere. These 'Sailor Scouts' must have great control to shape their attacks in such ridicules forms. It almost seemed to him that they were warning everyone that they knew what they were doing. The sheer amount of control and mental discipline required to do that impressed him. Nothing he couldn't do if he tried, but he could only do it with ki. They were using magic. Standing atop of a the school Goku smirked. Time for his grand entrance... the monster seemed to be charging up a magic attack. Taking his power pole, Goku leaped from the top of the school onto the ground cracking the cement. He forgot how heavy he was in Super Saiyin Four! Muscle weighed allot more then most realized...
Rini gasped. She should be dead right now, but she wasn't. She knew that she had wounded it pretty bad, but it had surprised her with huge magic blast. Opening one of her tightly shut eye's, she saw the most muscular man ever. She didn't know that anyone could be so strong! His sheer weight had cracked the concrete, and he didn't even seem to notice. He had a strange vest on, with the oddest pants. His whole upper body was covered in a thick brown fur, and a thick brown furry tail lay lazily at his side... tail. Wait a second. This guy was some kind of Yoma. No human had a tail. Clearly the two Negaminions were having a dispute, so Mini moon quietly backed away, and then when she thought she was far enough away, she ran.
The sole Saiyin on Earth sighed deeply. He had been hoping that the Elementalist would stay to help him fight the monster, but no such luck. Looks like he was alone on this one. The 'monster' had shot some sort of magic beam at the Elementalist. Goku had landed just in time to deflect the blast back at the creature with his power pole, by spinning it around rapidly so that it looked like a solid shield. Now grasping it gently in his right arm Goku stared at the monster, and charged thrusting the power pole into the pink jelly. A loud moan echoed in the partially destroyed classroom. Gripping the power pole in his left hand Goku gave the beast a might punch with his right. The monster didn't even flinch, and his arm passed right through it. That was impossible... not even Buu could just let objects go through him. Not without changing the shape of his body. Must be the whole not-made-of-ki deal. The monster now recovered from its own attack reared its head up sprayed some of its pink jelly at Goku. Leaping out of the way, the experienced warrior stared in shock at the blackboard which had been behind him. It was dissolving away. Must have been some kind of acid, he reflected. Clearly, it would only take one hit for the Jell-O monster to kill him. So far only the power pole had worked, and he doubted that he could simply beat it into a pulp. Taking the power pole, Goku used superhuman speed to get behind the monster before his image faded, and used the power pole to smack the creature high into the air. Putting his fingers to his head, Goku steadied himself and used Instant transmission to end up above the monster and smacked it down, back to the Earth. Now falling, because it would take far to much ki to fly Goku steadied the power pole in his hand, and watched as the creature hit the Earth with a sickening splat, with enough force to cause a small crater just outside the classroom. Feeling slightly guilty about how the school was now half destroyed, with a large part of the ceiling missing above his classroom, along with every desk and piece of furniture that had once occupied the room. It was hard to see the classroom, because of the thick dust cloud caused by the crater the creature had made. The wind rushed past Goku, as he continued to fall and he realized he had wasted enough time. He had to find a way to kill this creature before it got back up. The smack down had stunned it, but for how long? Goku needed some way to destroy it quick... maybe... yes, it was worth a shot at any rate. Holding the power pole between his two hands Goku called on his ki as the wind shot past him and the school grew closer...
Vegeta smirked. He had only thought about how to escape for a second, but already he had so very many ideas... all of which would get too much attention. He had to get out of here to find out what was going on. When he had been getting up, he had discovered that he had been lying on top of a letter, presumably from the 'Ancients' explaining what he had to do to get out of this girl scout world. Pushing himself from his knees Vegeta stood up. He wanted to hurt this bitch more then he was going to.
"Sit down man! You dare to stand in the presence of a woman? You will suffer for this you pathetic man." Growling dangerously Vegeta realized he was no longer wearing his 'normal' clothing, but rather his royal Saiyin battle armor, covered by a black cloak with a hood that would prevent anyone from seeing him. At least the 'Ancients' had a sense of humor. The sole Saiyin in an unknown universe in his royal armor. Funny.
"Guards! What's taking you? I don't care if she's having supper, there's a man in the Palace! Yes, a man. Now get Sailor Mars! What the-" This woman was obviously not a fighter. She hadn't even registered when Vegeta crept along the shadows behind her and hit her hard on the back of the neck sending her unconscious. Pulling his black robes tight, Vegeta the Prince of Saiyins crept like a rat among the shadows.
In the not so far reaches of space a lone manned ship shot off towards the Earth's natural satellite manned by the worlds best and brightest. "Mission control, this is Moon Explorer One reporting. Over." The small pod flew through space at speeds most could only dream of.
"We read you Moon Explore One. Are you within sight of the ruins yet? Over." NASA had been investigating what appeared to be a large city on a previously unexplored portion of the moon.
"Roger that mission control. Sending orbital photographs now. It appears to be a city from here. Over." And indeed it did. The 'city' seemed to have gone through some sort of war of one kind or another. Buildings had large craters on them, and using the visual enhancer some even had what Captain Drake would have sworn to be bullet holes.
"Roger that Moon Explore. You have permission to execute landing procedures now." NASA had been studying these ruins for decades from Earth, debating whether or not they were something that should be investigated. Not if they were real, but if it was advantageous for the agency to do so.
"Roger that mission control. Inciting landing protocol in designated area." The spacecraft wasn't actually all that small. It was in fact the largest manned lunar mission ever. It consisted of a crew of twenty, in mankind's largest recorded vessel. A bright orange flame erupted from the bottom of the ship as it descended towards the moon. When the ship was just inches away from the surfaces the jets cut off, and the craft bounced once before settling.
"Mission control, we have lunar landing. You have got to see this-"
...and launched the strangest attack he had ever attempted. He could feel it, because it was his energy... yet it didn't feel like his energy. Goku could always feel his own power, and recognized it easily. That attack was his. Yet it didn't feel like any attack he had ever attempted. It felt remotely like ki- in a distant way. But instead of being the usual white, it was more of a golden color. Very strange. Before he could reflect more on this, the monster slowly got up, and 'looked' up, only to see a gigantic wave of energy role over it, completely vaporizing it in a giant explosion that doubled the size of the already impressive crater. So the power pole could convert ki to magic... that would be useful. Preparing for the inevitable fall, Goku realized that he didn't have to hit the ground. In the loudest voice he could manage Goku called on his old friend, and was snatched up a second before he hit the ground by his loyal yellow cloud. "Nimbus! I knew I could count on you! Just like old times, eh buddy?"
If the fluffy cloud gave a response, it was one only Goku could hear.
"Jolly good show chap. I knew that you were the one. The High Priest himself told us of your arrival. I must admit, that your disguise is rather convincing. That is, if you hadn't used enough magic to destroy half the planet to do it. Impressive using a Guardian to prevent your fall at the end. I had thought they had all left to go back to their realm." Slowly Goku turned around. He had thought everyone had left already. Most of the classroom had been destroyed when the little girl and the monster had fought, yet Ormus and his desk had not even gotten a scratch. Ormus desk was inside the crater too, yet a tiny island of rock lay floating by the edge. On that island, Ormus, and his desk lay untouched. "I must say, I had thought that the Sailor Scout would be our Champion. You have power... there is no doubt of that. Yet, I can only sense the magical power of a chipmunk coming from you. Dirt is more magical then animals. The energy wave you sent out will have attracted every Sensitive on the planet, a feet only the High Priest would have been able to match. Who are you, and where do you get your power? Ormus face had a deep frown on it.
"Well," Goku started off scratching the back of his head "I'm Goku." Laughing nervously, he stared at the small boy. Something told him to be careful.
"I see. So you don't want to tell me who you are. That's okay. Know this child warrior," Ormus stood up from his desk, and it instantly crumbled into dust along with his island, leaving Ormus floating in the air. Small rocks started to float up, and Goku could see Ormus glowing. He was growing bigger, and his school uniform had changed into a black robe. His face changed from that of a child to an old, old man. One who was far past his prime. "our order lives to deny fate. That was the first of the three charges our founding father gave us." He pointed directly at Goku. "You will need to learn how to control magic. I may be able to help you, although I am but a novice in that area." Turning around Ormus shook his head. "Perhaps there is hope for mankind. Perhaps. Later on tonight at the adoption agency, I'll help you with magic." Then, Ormus started glowing again. Rocks rose and started floating, and the old man changed back into a child.
"How do you..." Goku couldn't understand how he did that. He thought that there were no men who could do magic on this world.
"Indeed. How do you transform 'Goku'? Think about that for a bit. Perhaps its not so different then you think..." With that Ormus walked into a dust cloud that had formed from his transformations. Boy, oh boy did Goku have allot to think about...
The shadows sheltered him in their cool embrace. Vegeta had been wandering the 'Palace' for hours avoiding guards and common, until finally reaching what appeared to be a back exit for kitchen staff. From what Vegeta could tell, he was the only man in the whole 'Palace' except for the King. These woman seemed to view men as disgusting creatures of whom were only needed for the survival of the race. No doubt, woman held all the high ranking spots. From what he heard, the Royal Guard, or the 'Sailor Scouts' were an elite team composed solely of woman. Most likely, all highly respected, paying positions were held by woman. Vegeta wasn't worried about them. He had survived the Saiyin Court. He was most concerned with what the Ancients had put in his letter. For all he knew, he was going to have to be some sort of court jester. The very thought of such an indignity made his. The sound of one of the pans banging gently made his head swing. He had forgotten what it was like not to be able to sense anyone. The crystal walls reflected images of himself all across the kitchen. A dark figure loomed in the shadows, motioning in a sad way that made Vegeta feel deeply sorry for him. Somehow he knew that that was the King. He didn't know how, he just did, and that the Queen had all but killed him, by cutting him off from friends, family, and even the simple pleasures away from the Palace. Feeling intuitively that he could trust the young King, he walked forward so he could see his face. He had dark blotches under his eye's, probably from lack of sleep. His eye's a sharp brown, that screamed of too many friends lost, of too much pain and betrayal. Vegeta's normal glare softened. No one deserved that kind of treatment, man or woman. The King spoke in a soft gentle voice that betrayed to much emotion. Too much hatred. "I'm sorry my friend, but the Queen has discovered our plot. You must hide quickly, for already she sends the Sailor Scouts after you. I know I promised I would help with your mission, but already she has ordered me to be locked in my room day and night." The way he spat out the word 'Queen' and 'Sailor Scouts' was enough to tell Vegeta that these weren't girls made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Words seemed to come out of Vegeta by themselves. "Old friend... we both knew this day would come. Do not fear, for everything must come to an end. Evil does not last forever. This once proud Kingdom was a beacon of goodness for everyone at one point, but has become a cruel image of the noble purpose it once championed. Hurry, and go. Soon, you will have your freedom, or your death. Either will be a blessing for you." Giving a crooked smile Vegeta offered his hand, and the King shook it sadly. "I do not fear for my death my friend, but I fear for yours. Your 'mankind's' last hope. If we do not win this battle, then men will be forever slaves to the woman. You must fight harder then ever before, for I can no longer give you information from within the Palace. Good-bye old friend..." With that, the young King opened the kitchen door and motioned Vegeta out. "One day, you and I will have to play a game of chess. You always were a master strategist. I just hope that you can win. A carriage is waiting for you out back, don't worry I checked out the driver. He isn't TAME. Be careful out there Prince. More rests on you then you know." With that, the King shut the crystal door, leaving Vegeta outside the giant castle. Before he had though, Vegeta had turned around and had seen the sad pleading look in the King's eye. Kakkarot could wait. These people needed him. Kakkarot always managed to get by...
"You better hurry up, the guy's want to meet you." The sound of a deep gravely voice brought Vegeta's attention to the carriage. The driver was wearing a black robe that matched the Saiyin Prince's exactly.
"Lets go, I don't want to stay in this hell hole any longer then I have to." The carriage was what most humans would think of as 'quaint' it was done in an old Victorian style, with far more frivolous decorations then Vegeta could count. The buildings around the Palace were just as magnificent, all made of the same strange crystal material. Each one sparkled from the moonlight. Half curious, Vegeta wondered why he hadn't transformed into a giant ape with all the moonlight. He remembered hearing from his father that you had to be at least a fifty miles away from a natural moon to transform. Using an energy ball meant it had to be closer.
"So, you're the new leader of the Order..."
In the Palace of the Royal City, at the very heart of the Moon Kingdom, the Queen meet with her advisors for an emergency meeting. Sailor Mars, Venus, Mercury, and Pluto were present, when one of the younger guards rushed to the door. "Your Highness, I have a report of an unauthorized man in the Royal Palace." The woman's heavy breathing showed that she had run from her post to reach the Queen with the news.
The Queen scowled. "It's probably that rebellious husband of mine. This is the last straw. He has attempted at every point to destroy our fair kingdom." The Queen's face had turned red with rage. "I warned him last time he met with his little group," snapping her fingers she pointed to Venus "and now I'm ordering you to take care of them. Make sure that there's no trace of them left. Let the men think about that before they try to overthrow me."
The young sorceress nodded. "Yes my Queen, it shall be done." With that, Venus marched out of the Court, a slight smile on her face. It was common knowledge that she enjoyed beating up men. Rumor had it, that she had used her magic to turn one inside out. And she was considered kind when it came to treating men...
All across town, children walked home, or took a bus. School had been canceled for the rest of the day because of the attack. Goku didn't mind. It gave him more time to think about what had happened, and to grab a bite to eat. Sure he didn't have to eat, but it didn't feel right not too with all that food. After attempting to buy a meal earlier, Goku had been shocked to discover that in order to eat at a restaurant, he needed to be accompanied by an adult. His solution was simply to transform into his disguise, and change his clothes, with a technique Kibito had tried to teach him once. It involved magic, but Goku doubted that an attack was as easy. Basically, he simply concentrated on what he was wearing, and what he wanted to wear picturing it in his head till it burned. He found it an exhausting technique, but all the more reason to eat if he was tired. Entering a small restaurant Goku smirked. He was wearing a adult size bright orange training gi, with his black belt and turtle emblem. Unless he was confronted by a martial artist, Goku doubted anyone would think very much of it. Tokyo seemed to be a big city. The odds weren't that high, and besides, any other clothes just didn't feel comfortable. Opening the door to the restaurant Goku was assaulted by a barrage of strange and flavorful odors. Shennron had left him a 'credit card', and had explained in his letter that a tiny piece of plastic was more valuable then actual money. Shennron had promised that he would handle the money payments, so Goku didn't worry about using it.
"Hello, my name is Lita, can I get you something to drink while you're ordering?" Goku stared dumbfound at the young lady, she looked... familiar. He couldn't quite place it, but he had seen her before.
"Umm... is there something on my face or something? The young woman asked nervously. Goku simply shook his head.
Goku squinted at the girl. He knew he had seen her before. "No, no, its just you look so familiar. I'm sure I've seen you somewhere before." Goku relaxed, he needed to eat! "It's probably nothing. Hmm... I'd like one of everything please!"
Lita stared at Goku. "What? Was it something I said? I have the money." Goku said pulling out a wallet stuffed full of hundred dollar bills and credit cards. Lita's eye's widened in shock. Goku was seriously concerned about this girls health. She seemed to get surprised too easy. A few thousand dollars wasn't much. That would buy a meal or two. Some people just didn't know the value of money, Goku reflected shacking his head as the wide eyed girl walked off to give the chiefs his order.
Far below the Earths surface, in the most advanced space-going vessel ever known the most powerful mortal wizard of any world lay waiting. He was older then the stars themselves, and he looked every year of it. His skin was covered in thick wrinkles, that almost covered his eyes. No taller then three feet, he was not the most formidable looking being. But he was one of the most powerful. An evil cackle filled the room. Soon it would be free. This time he would get the spell right. In this universe there were no Ki's to interfere with it. There were no Saiyins to battle it. There was no Supreme Ki to make his life miserable. They would not be able to stop him like they did last time. The years of work were paying off. Soon he would be able to make a gate into the demon realm. After that, there was no stopping him... a mad cackle filled the room. Soon...
Special thanks to 'Jay' for noticing that I repeatedly spelled 'Serena' wrong throughout the story. Good work, and thanks for the help.
This
story seems to be progressing both slower and faster then I had ever
envisioned. I had thought that Goku would get into the first
battle, but then I realized that he really didn't have too. I
think I'm getting a little more comfortable writing narration's for
the Scouts, but I'm still not completely there. I can't quit
capture the rivalry between Serena and Rei. Oh well, the first
step to improving is knowing you can. Some may be wondering why
it wasn't posted as one huge chapter. Reason: you wouldn't get
long author narratives! Also, its hard to make giant chapters.
Smaller ones are easier to write. Oh, and for those who were
wondering, Vegeta originally went to the PokeCrap world, but then I
changed it, because I didn't really see it fitting for anything but
humor. I might post that 'alternate' Chapter three sometime.
I don't know. In that work, he roasted Picachu on a stick over
the open fire. I think that this fits better, but perhaps less
funny.
The strange thing is that at the beginning Goku was the
easiest to write, but now Vegeta is. Not quite sure how that's
going to work out. I ended up scrapping a large portion of my
written material due to the fact that the story is no longer even
remotely similar to my original idea. This will likely mean
that it will take longer to update this story. Also, some of
you are probably wondering why I split it up into short little
chapters instead of posting it in one big mother of all chapters as I
know some people do. The main reason is that I like to see that
I work from nothing, and build up to something. Otherwise I
find I lack the motivation needed to write something as long as this.
Chapter Five is already in the works. Get ready for new plot
developments.
This chapter is more about Vegeta then previous
ones to make up for his lack of involvement up till now. This
story is perhaps one of the better pieces of writing I've done.
It is certainly the longest one, and I always found that the longer
the story, the more thought the writer puts into it, with the rare
exceptions I'm sure we've all seen at one point or another on
I can not emphasize enough the importance of
your feedback. I want this piece to be of high quality, and I
am posting it in the hopes that someone out there may have a few
pieces of advise for how I can improve my writing style. Any
feedback is welcome, but advise and helpful criticism would be most
useful.