Authors note & Disclaimer: I did not create, nor do I own anything to do with DB/Z/GT. Chielle, Dasenko, Purtan, Daemon/Daikon and Chayla/Chieko are all my own creations and are therefore © Caitlin Cunningham 2003.
Rating: NC-16
Warning: This fic contains graphic death scenes. Some swearing in the later chapters. Recommended for mature audiences and isn't for those with weak stomachs. There are some sexual references, with particular reference to non-con (rape).
Also I use Italics for private thoughts and these things for telepathic communication. Just so you're clear
Vocabulary – some Japanese words I use that you may not be familiar with.
Gaki – brat
Otousan – Father
Kaa-san – Mother
Neesan – Elder Sister
Niisan – Elder Brother
Saiyago – Native language of the saiyajins.
Shimatta! – Expletive curse word, roughly translates to 'damn it!'
Chikuso – Another curse word, literally means 'beast' not for polite company.
Kuso – Shit
Kusottare! – As before but a bit more powerful.
Nani! – what?
Oni – Demon (Guardians of Hell)
Z senshi – Also known as the Z Warriors. Basically I use this term to describe the group of warriors that have dubbed themselves the Earth's defenders.
Prologue
It was early morning on Terrasei and the only things that disturbed the serenity of the pre-dawn air, were the lazy chirping of crickets or the sleepy rustle of birds stirring in their nests. The human population of the planet was still sleeping peacefully, adults and children alike all tucked snugly in their beds, not yet ready to face the dawning of the new day.
But one person didn't sleep peacefully. They tossed and turned fretfully as beads of icy sweat formed on their forehead. Vivid images of the planet under siege, the people being slaughtered and finally a last horrifying view of the planet exploding filled their mind. Cold fingers of sharp, tangible fear shot painfully through their body and cruel whispers echoed in their mind. We're coming for you, they whispered evilly. We're coming Daemon and there's nothing you can do, we're coming to destroy everything you ever loved, we're coming, we're coming…we're coming for you…
"NO!" Daemon screamed sitting bolt upright in bed, the sheets and pillowcases soaked with his sweat and his fists clenching and unclenching in terror. Beside him, his beloved wife Chayla rested peacefully in her innocent slumber, undisturbed by whatever demons plagued Daemon's nightmares. He drew in a long shuddering breath and stood on shaky legs, taking a moment to stretch the kinks out of his muscles. Quickly and silently dressing himself against the early morning chill, Daemon tiptoed out of the bedroom and walked down the hall towards the front door.
On his way he passed his daughter's bedroom where Chielle slept, blissfully unaware of her true nature and heritage, believing she was simply a normal six-year-old human child. Daemon peeked in her doorway and smiled fondly at his dearest child, who slept with her head resting on one hand and her other arm draped possessively around a teddy bear. She sighed and stirred slightly, a half smile creeping across her lips and Daemon's smile widened. Ah to be that young and innocent again, he reminisced.
Then the smile faded from Daemon's lips as he recalled his dream of that morning. Again the images came to him, but this time they were accompanied by a vision of a tall redheaded Saiyajin warrior, burning and slaughtering other races without mercy or compassion – instead laughing cruelly while they died slowly in agony. There was no doubt in Daemon's mind that that particular image was a prediction of what his daughter was to become, his sweet innocent daughter. He looked again at Chielle and a determined look stole across his face. You cannot have her, he whispered in the vaults of his mind. You can destroy everything else but Chielle you cannot touch.
We shall see, we shall see Daemon thought he heard answered and he ran outside and looked up at the stars.
"Come then if you must" he said, quietly throwing the challenge to the stars. "Come then, we will be ready!" But Daemon wasn't so sure.
Silently he cursed Bardock, because he knew that he was responsible for him having the visions. Sure Bardock's warning was what had prompted Daemon to leave Vegetasei, after all Daemon had been the only one to believe Bardock's premonitions. But Bardock had done something to him before he left, Daemon just knew it. A small but hard blow to the base of his neck…that was the cause of Daemon's alarming dreams. Bardock passing on a gift just before Vegetasei's end…or was it a curse? Daemon wasn't sure…all he knew was that danger was on its way and they had to be ready…or they were all doomed.
