Reda: No, we don't own Dragon Ball Z. Yes, we are insane, or at least a little different from "normal."
Vee: A little? Try a lot different from normal.
Reda: =/ Shut up. You're not supposed to be here, Vee. Go away.
Vee: I go where I want. (sticks tongue out)
Reda: (rolls eyes) What am I going to do with him?
Vee: You don't have to do anything with me, but you do have to do something about finishing the rest of your stories that you've neglected!
Reda: I will, I will, as soon as I'm allowed to – and that'll be on the 14th or something like that. In the meantime, Psy and me decided to get a story together and see what the populace (that's the readers) thinks about it.
Vee: Blah, blah, blah. I'm not in it, so why would I care? Why am I even here? If it doesn't involve me, I don't want to be here.
Reda: Then get out.
Vee: No.
Reda: =/
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Dark Bringer
Prologue:
On the edge of the universe, a space station fought to keep out of the black hole that continued to grow at the alarming speed of one thousand meters per second. On the edge of the universe, a field of black holes prevented anything from crossing the line, acting as a protection for the unknown on the other side. But recently, that protection had fallen to the rise of a Shadow, which literally ate the black holes. And now a space station, which housed the chosen ones in charge of monitoring the Black Hole Protection Gate, was being slowly pulled into the rising Shadow.
The Commander of the space station was now lying propped up against a wall in the bridge, her loose light green hair hanging in front of her lowered face. Her fragile light blue skinned body was bent over itself in an awkward backbreaking position, but she wasn't dead, not yet. A Kai Guardian did not simply roll over and die just because his or her body was beaten and broken. And her attacker knew this.
Kyato felt a hand grip onto her skull with a bone-crushing inhumane grip, tight fingers getting tangled in her smooth light green hair. She took a deep breath, trying to ignore her pain, and opened her red eyes as she was raised up to where her broken legs dangled in the air below her. Looking through her blood stained hair, looking down, she stared at her attacker, whose age was no more than a little boy.
The boy was in the form of a young human preteen, seemingly a perfect Earthling. He had black hair that was cropped up with sweat and quickly drying blood. His face was smooth and blemish-less. He wore a long black trench coat that was splattered with red blood, blood from his victims. Nothing had ever frightened Kyato before, but when she looked into the blue eyes of her attacker she saw an innocent evil and she felt fear for the very first time.
"Where is Goku?" The boy asked, voice hard and demanding, everything far from innocent.
Kyato felt only confusion as the boy grew angry at her silence and pushed her through the hard steel wall, forcing them both into the adjacent room, the Commander's room. She remained silent, contemplating what to do, what to say. This little boy—no, this creature—had appeared out of the growing Shadow that was eating the black holes. This…creature…was either from another universe, or he was from a hell for the living. But wherever he was from, it was not this normal plane of existence, so how could he know about Goku and why would he be searching for the super powerful Saiyan warrior? And why have a look in his eyes that could only be described as an innocent evil?
Kyato was thrown to the opposite wall, her body crumpling up into a little heap of flesh and bone in the corner. She cried out with pain as a stick of loose metal impaled itself in her chest. Her red eyes flared at the boy's laughter, and her right arm moved. Out came the metal pole, along with a ton of blood. She couldn't stop this hell boy—she knew she was absolutely no threat whatsoever—but she could die trying. And it sure as hell took a lot of punch to kill a Kai Guardian. Her body was broken, but as long as her heart remained intact she would live, though the pain was immense.
With a spurt of breath, Kyato blew her green hair out of her face and let her red eyes blaze in heat as she glared at the approaching boy. Beyond the boy she saw a darkness that brought about death and destruction like a black hole, only three times worse. Her space station was history. Her crewmembers and innocent civilians were dead. And the darkness continued to grow and continued to eat as he moved closer.
Kyato gripped the bloody metal pole in her hand with determined blue fingers. "Just die, you asshole!" She shouted through clenched teeth as she threw the pole.
The boy continued to move forward and the steel pole went through his chest and got stuck somewhere in the middle. He finally stopped and looked down at the object protruding from his chest. He touched the wound where his own red blood was now running freely; he touched it with curious fingers, as if this was a completely new experience for him. The boy moved his now red-stained finger away from the wound and stared at the blood that came away with a new emotion in those blue eyes of his: shock.
Kyato stared, unmoving, from her place against the wall, looking just as confused as the boy. He looked up and his blue eyes met her red ones. They stared at each other for a few minutes, the approaching Shadow getting ever larger. And then the boy clenched his fist and his eyes filled up with anger.
"You…hurt…me."
In the next few moments, Kyato experienced pain beyond imagination as the Shadow suddenly surged forward, encompassing the both of them. She screamed, but hers were the only sounds in the shadowy darkness. She could still see the boy, but he appeared unharmed, the pole gone and the wound closed up. Another fact hit her mind in a shock and as soon as she realized the truth Kyato met the darkness that came with falling unconscious.
Just as the Shadow brought her unimaginable torture, the exact opposite was true for the strange boy—as the darkness covered him, his power level soared through the roof, reaching and surpassing the limits of the universe. If he hadn't been inside the strange Shadow, the boy would have caused the very structure of the universe to crumble just because of his overwhelming power. They were in trouble now; not even Goku could beat this new apparition, this new threat to existence itself.