The Z Chronicles
A Novel by Ian Alexander Kiel
Based Upon Dragonball Z, created by Akira Toriyama
Disclaimer:
Dragonball Z is copyrighted by Akira Toriyama, Bird Studios, TOEI Animation, FUJI TV, Shueisha, Nippon Clombia, and many others that I cannot name. This novel has been created with no profit in mind and was not intended for any commercial endeavor, it is for the sole enjoyment of myself, a few select friends of mine, and generally all the fans of Dragonball Z Fan Fiction. Some concepts, attack names, fight scenes, dialogue, and other miscellaneous intangibles associated with Dragonball Z were used in this novel and are property of their respective owners and copywriters as I did not create them; the species "Saiya-jin" is included in this. All other species names and characteristics of any mentioned characters are my invention and property of me as well as all attacks that are not from Dragonball Z which are easily recognizable as such. In general, all the intangibles recognizable as coming from Dragonball Z are not owned by me and I do not claim them or express them as such, any and all other intangibles are my own creations and copywrited by me.
A few noteworthy inspirations for this story came from the following Flash movies located . "BRUTALITY" by McFretN; "JANENBA IS BORN", "JANENBA EP.2", and "JANENBA EP.3 by Blaive a.k.a. Sentiantopaque. Any and all quotes used served as inspiration and are attributed to their respective authors. Two songs used at the end of the story were written by and are thus property of Hironobu Kageyama (Lyrics: Yukinoja´ Mori, Vocals by Hironobu Kageyama) and Wands (Lyrics: Miho Komatsu, Vocals by WANDS), and (after being quite obviously translated into English) served as some inspiration to me as well.
To all my online friends,
those who have inspired me to write this story,
and any others who have ever helped my writing in anyway.
This one is for all of you.
Introduction Part 1: Origin of The Species
"We must hang together or else we shall hang separately."
Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790), American Statesman and Scientist
"For it is your business if your neighbor's wall catches fire."
Quintas "Horace" Horatius Flaccus (65-8 BC), Roman Poet
Thousands upon thousands of empty centuries ago since long before the Earth was created or even before the very formation of this galaxy, they existed. For years they had lived peacefully. While the Saiya-jin and the Kalltorran were vastly different they chose to live among each other, working to better themselves. The Saiya-jin were more focused on the perfection of their bodies but the Kalltorran chose to focus more on their minds. Both species were satisfied with who and what they were and did not concern themselves with who was better or stronger of smarter or any other such trivial things. As long as time could tell they had always been evenly matched in power, any evolutionary jump from either race would trigger an automatic jump from the other of an even amount, no more, no less. Together they were an unstoppable force, apart they would amount to nothing. No one would dare to challenge them, to do so would be suicide, they among trillions of other beings and races ruled over all.
But gradually, things changed. But very slowly, so slowly in fact, that no one even noticed. The Saiya-jin and Kalltorran became so caught up in their own collective invincibility that they began to forget exactly what had made them so. So it went on for eons, each new generation drifting further and further apart from each other. But ever so slowly. Alas, no one knew, and if anyone did know what had been happening and chose to make it public the rest wouldn't really be listening. As with all things of such a nature it would take a disaster to reunite them, but their gods had become lazy as well and time moved eternally forward without positive change.
First, friendships were divided, then: schools, then: communities, and then finally: cities. It became so that the Saiya-jin lived in one half of a planet, the Kalltorran inhabiting the other. Throughout all of this, things might have been all fine, but then they chose to do the stupidest thing possible.
They separated the Government.
The very last thing that might have held them together became unglued and, dividing up the empire right down the middle, the two humanoid races, which had been the closest of friends since the universe began, went their separate ways. Then the war against a new deadlier species which might have reunited them did happen, but just a few centuries to late. Each defended their own side brilliantly but not helping the other. The new race: the Shishkans, were too powerful to defeat alone. They were as powerful as the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran had been combined.
Eventually the Shishkan were defeated, but not after roughly half of the population of the two other races had been lost. The Shishkan retreated into their own space, vowing revenge, vowing to return. Soon the Saiya-jin began to rebuild their empire as did the Kalltorran, but instead of working together as their ancestors had intended, each blamed the other. The stress rose between them slowly, almost imperceptibly, and hatred brewed turning the universe into a combustible tinderbox. Only one spark was needed.
No one knew who struck the first blow, but the Great War happened nonetheless. The hatred each race had for the other was now unleashed, all treaties torn to shreds, all inhibitions taken back. Nothing wrong with killing each other. No regrets. Kill them all.
That is the way it went on forever it seems, no one knew that they hadn't a chance. The one thing that had stayed the same throughout all of their collected strife and apartheid was the power level of both the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran. The slaughter continued nonetheless, each side not realizing that each single death of the one of the enemy brought on an identical death of one of their own. The Saiya-jin were the first to start destroying whole worlds, using the mammoth power of their Ki. Not to be outdone, the Kalltorran caught on to this bloodthirsty method soon enough, but instead of destroying just planets the Kalltorran thought of a new concept. Without a second thought the Kalltorran, who had been the more peaceful of the two started to launch blasts into the stars of Saiya-jin systems, eradicating several planets at once in an effort to tip the scale. While the Saiya-jin traditionally had more destructive Ki, the crafty Kalltorran could shape theirs more effectively, forming Ki swords and such. With their superior mind-power and battle tactics it looked as if the Kalltorran might come out on top, that is until one of the Saiya-jin came back from an unrelated conquest of the Metamorise, a shape-shifting species. With the first cry of 'Fuuuuuu-sion HA!!' echoing from a battlefield the balance of power shifted heavily toward the Saiya-jin. The Saiya-jin called it the Fusion Dance, the Kalltorran called it Death. It took a while for the Kalltorran to master the Fusion Dance themselves, but when they did, the balance of power was once again even, and the killing went on unabated.
During this time, though nobody knew nor really cared, the Shishkan had returned at the opportune moment and were busy systematically eliminating an equal amount of Saiya-jin and Kalltorran. Soon it looked as if, with the help of the Shishkan, the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran would be driven to absolute and utter extinction.
The only thing that could possibly save them was a small group of Kalltorran known as the Pacifists. The Pacifists still believed that there could be peace between the Kalltorran and Saiya-jin, but alone they had no power and no voice to the masses. After a time, however, they managed to convince a number of Saiya-jin to join their cause, and member ship grew. It was a mammoth undertaking as they were the only group in the universe to share their beliefs and were hated and hunted equally by both races. Conditions worsened when the Shishkan focused their efforts on eliminating the Pacifists first, recognizing them as a threat. When the Pacifists began to number in the near thousands, they realized that their cause to convince the rest of their species to declare peace was not being heard. So, giving up at last, they secured a small spacecraft and headed to a far off world, third planet from it's parent star in a system of nine, it was the only one within range that was capable of harboring life. The expedition to reach this small dusty world seemed doomed from the start. The spacecraft had been sabotaged and needed to be repaired several times and though they were the most powerful and highly disciplined of their races, the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran aboard began to starve.
Just when it seemed the Pacifists' noble cause would prove to be a foolish one, they arrived on the planet they sought. The scanners had shown their new home to be a seething mass of lava and smoke and death, but they had no choice. Conditions seemed hopeless until life was created on the world and after a time things got better; the smoke cleared, and the volcanoes fell quiet. Their struggle over, the Pacifists thrived.
Back in the ever growing empire of the Shishkan, things went all downhill for the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran, and over time, they were all killed. The Shishkan had long since forgotten that the Saiya-jin and Kalltorran had in fact not gone extinct with the escape of the Pacifists. Rolling in their new found power, the Shishkan dominated their side of the Universe and couldn't care less about what the Pacifists were doing. That is until the word got out, a new power had been felt, a seemingly omnipotent one, but divided into seven parts. The Shishkan sent a expeditionary force to see what it was.
It was in fact the work of a Kalltorran, who, working with some Saiya-jin, had developed seven small rounded items with a magic all their own. Once their work on them was done they could scatter them across the world and, after waiting a year, could bring them together again and summon a being called The Eternal Dragon. The rest of the Pacifists thought it was a foolish idea, bringing together seven balls and calling forth a mythological being from another dimension that could grant wishes. They were sure it wouldn't even work. Years passed, with the Shishkan drawing ever closer and those wondrous and magical things growing ever nearer to functioning.
The day that the Dragonballs were completed the Shishkan arrived.
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