Note: This is my first fanfic, so please give a review after reading. Basically, I got the idea from the 12 Stones song "Broken". A songfic just wasn't going to work in this situation, so I took the meanings I got from this song and used it as the central idea to create this fic. This fic will cross a little bit with my DBZ fic I'm planning on doing in the future and may provide a spoiler or two for it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina, Dragonball Z, or many of the characters in this story. Only a couple of the characters in this story are mine.
Chapter One: Origin of the Dark Angel
There comes a time in almost every person's life where it seems like everything is falling apart. Every goal, dream, and desire seem to turn to dust right in front of our eyes. In other words, it seems like our lives are being broken by God. When this happens, God doesn't do it to punish us; he does it to strengthen our souls or to bring our souls closer to him. This time is meant to remove the weaknesses in our souls. However, many people are unable to handle what happens to them and end their lives in a weak manner, sending their souls to a dark afterlife.
Oh, I forgot to tell you who I am. My name's Derrick. On the surface, I may seem like a normal human, but in actuality, I'm a third generation demi-Saiyan. For those of you who don't know, Saiyans are an extinct humanoid race that possessed fighting abilities that are exponentially greater than any human. Many know about the two Saiyan bloodlines who took residence on Earth years ago, but my bloodline was on its way to never being discovered. By an act of fate, Vegeta, the Saiyan crown prince and one of the last two Saiyans to survive the home planet's destruction, found out about my family in America and my destiny to defeat a terrible evil that would strike the Earth. He took me under his wing and started to train me when I was 5 in order unlock my potential power. I received some type of training from every member of the Z Fighters and developed a wide variety of attacks and strategies. At age 9, my training got even more serious in order to unlock the powers I needed to defeat this evil. Slowly but surely, my body began to unlock the Super Saiyan powers that lay dormant. Genetic mutations that had went unnoticed for years began to surface; the most notable being regenerative, telepathic, and telekinetic abilities. I even learned a very rare technique called "Inner Light", which could destroy any type of evil.
However, all was not well during this time. The first of my internal struggles began shortly after my grandfather died. My first major battle occurred shortly after this happened (against a former enemy of the Z Fighters), and during it I was betrayed by two people I though were my friends. They made a pact with an evil force that granted them with malicious powers to use against me. The sadness in my heart caused by my grandfather's death, along with the anger and sorrow from my friends' betrayal, drove me to the breaking point. I started to lose control of keeping my life as a warrior and as a normal person together. Something else also ate away at me: so much of my life focused on this destined opponent and winning. What was meant for me afterward? My normal life started to seem meaningless. Fate was giving me more questions than answers. That was when the real life demons began to torment me. The only good that came from this mess was the meteoric increase of my Super Saiyan powers and the development of my brothers' powers so that they could fight along side me.
5 years after my serious training began and 1 year after my breakdown began, the cursed demon I was set to do battle with arrived. Before the battle, I made my family and the Z fighters swear not to wish me back with the Dragonballs if I died. This demon's power was superior to everyone, including Master Vegeta. During the battle, I was able to transform into a Super Saiyan 4, but even that wasn't enough. With my body weakening and my resolve to fight (or live for that matter) quickly fading, I opened a gateway between Earth and Other World with my Inner Light technique. Everyone was able to stun my opponent with one last desperate attack, allowing me to attempt a final, and risky, attack. I began to transform my soul into an energy attack (a technique I developed during my training) with the sole attempt to send this demon through that gate. I had no intent of doing my attack correctly, which meant that my soul would be ripped away from my body. With a silent farewell to my friends and family, I launched my attack. The last images I had on Earth were of me and this demon traveling through the gate together while my soulless body collapsed to the ground…
The next thing I remembered was being in heaven and God wasn't very happy with me. Despite being a saved soul in his eyes, I thought for sure I was going to hell for my covert suicide. However, I was given the chance to redeem my soul. I found out that I was going to be appointed to be something called a "Dark Angel". This was a group primarily of souls who accepted God's love but failed the test to strengthen their souls. They were forced to wander Earth until they found someone whose pain equaled the pain that soul felt on Earth. Given my circumstances and my vast power, it was going to be very hard to find a person whose pain would match mine. Preparations were put into place to get me ready. First, a replica of my body was created for me to use back on Earth. This body contained many of the powers I had back on Earth, but had distinct markings designed to identify me as a Fallen Angel replacing the tattoos I had on Earth (I was able to pass Vegeta off as my dad on a few so I could get some tattoos – a cross with my initials on my right arm, a dragon on my left arm, and my family coat-of-arms on my back). One thing that I was glad to see was a replica of a gift my grandfather gave me, a silver chain with a ruby-encrusted cross. Finally, since an angel had to supervise a "Dark Angel", the archangel Gabriel was appointed to help me with any problems that would arise in my search.
My return to Earth was miserable. I wasn't allowed anywhere near my family or my home. Actually, I wasn't allowed to be in a radius of 500 miles near my home. I couldn't even use my telepathy to sense what was going on with them. The only thing I was allowed to do was feel the pain that my selfish actions caused them. For days, then weeks, then months, I wandered Earth, unable to find a person I would be allowed to help. Then, shortly after New Year's Day 2000, it happened. I was in Tokyo, Japan when suddenly a pain gripped my very being. It wasn't a physical pain, but it was the pain I was desperately looking for. It was the same pain I felt months earlier in my life. I frantically followed the aura all the way to an inn in the hot springs section of the city. I waited at the top of the steps leading to the inn, hiding in a tree to conceal myself, to catch a glimpse of the person I needed to help. A young man, who appeared to be roughly the same age of my oldest brother, appeared at the top of the steps. My ability to sense his pain immediately saw through the smile on his face. I know this young man can't last too much longer with that type of pain in his heart. God, give me the strength I need to guide him…
A/N - Alright, 1st ch. up. Please give a review. Also, I would like some input about whether or not you like the Dark Angel character. He's an AU prototype for the DBZ fic I'm planning and wanted to test the waters with him here.
- OD
