Yo peeps! Finally finished school for the holidays. I have now done chapter
13, and will soon be doing chapter 14. It took a while doing this, but its
finally done at last! People, please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own ffx or dbz I own my own characters, der.
Chapter 13
Vegeta followed Ibex in the woods. They suddenly halted to a beautiful clearing; The sun's beams shone through the trees, a small lake surrounded the cute petite wooden cottage. Ibex turned and looked at Vegeta.
"This is my little hiding place. It has been kept a secret, and it will stay a secret, understand?"
Vegeta nodded. Ibex turned around, slowly levitated in the air and flew across the water. Vegeta followed the suit, and were soon inside the wooden cottage.
It was just like any other ordinary cottage. Small settee, wooden floors, painted wooden walls, rug, tiny kitchen area etc. Ibex motioned Vegeta to sit down on the settee. He did so, and prepared himself for what he was about to hear.
"Prince Vegeta ... it was many years ago. My father, Isis, was once the leader of Planet Imnok. I was in training, a cadet, at the time. Planet Vegeta also had a ruler, your father, but you were not born, nor did your father have a partner, for he was only in his late teens. Taking advantage of his strength and power, he chose to ambush us and declare war for no particular reason. He had sided with the Ishrook, a clan so terrible; knife- sharp fingers, bulging muscles and blood-shot eyes. We, the Imnoks, were friends with the Nameks."
"But wait." Vegeta interrupted. "That's means that the Saiyans and the Nameks detested each other."
"Correct. And you, a full-blooded Saiyan, are friends and travel with a Namek yourself. That is one thing that makes you different from your father. Anyway, back to the story. A date for the war was the very next month. Very short notice, so my fathers troops trained harder than ever, and so did I. Until a few days before the actual war, the King decided to postpone the war."
"Why?"
"He had found the love of his love. Your mother, Roshicheena."
"I hardly knew my mother. It was ... Saiyan tradition that the mother should not meet her son until he turned eleven. It was because they had thought that the females were too weak to bring up violent sons."
"I know. Soon your mother became pregnant with you at the age of eighteen. In September, nine months later, you were born."
"September 19th, 3:05am, Sunday morning." Vegeta recited.
"Planet Vegeta was full of joy; a son, a boy, a new warrior!"
"Yeah, and they thought I'd be the first to turn Super Saiyan since a thousand years ago." Vegeta bitterly said, his thoughts turning to Goku.
"Yes ... King Vegeta pretty much forgot about the conflict with us, and was too interested in you."
"Then why were your people afraid of me? Aren't I your ... saviour, in a way?"
Ibex chuckled softly.
"No, I'm afraid not. Of course we had heard about your parents giving birth to you, and we trained more than ever. We knew that the King would bring you up proud and strong, and help you join him in the battle."
"Did the battle actually happen?"
"Yes, it did. Your father was often in meetings to prepare for the battle that would come in a few short years. While your father was in them, your mother would come and visit us."
"My mother, the Queen, would visit you??"
"Yes. What a kind soul she was. She was a pleasure to be with. She gave us hope - maybe she could make the King re-think about his strategies."
"How do you know she wasn't toying with you? Trying to get your secrets?"
"Oh, we traded a lot. She gave us jewels, we'd give her spheres."
"Spheres?"
"Yes. Round blue things that act like a camcorder."
"Oh."
"Well anyway, I had finished my training as a cadet, and I was promoted as a spy. So I trained as that, for the next couple of years. It was when you just turned four years old that Queen Roshicheena became pregnant with your sister, Tika-marron."
"Yeah, I remember that day. I was abandoned, alone in my room and ignored. No one would visit me or say a word to me; they were too busy thinking about my sister. I resented her for that, even though she wasn't even born."
"Yes. Nine months later -"
"23rd July, 1:10am, Saturday."
"You remember well."
"How can I forget? Everyone was spreading round saying 'the princess is blonde and has green eyes! She's a freak!'"
Ibex laughed.
"Yes, yes that's true. I remember that the King wanted to destroy her, so he blasted a Ki blast at her but she threw it back in his face. He then saw she was a Saiyan."
"So what next?"
"Roshicheena thought he'd be too preoccupied with bringing up your sister, training you and training himself that he wouldn't be able to do the war, but he still proclaimed to do it."
"How did you know this?"
"I was there. Remember, I was a spy back then. Anyway, I remember, she was screaming and shouting at him, begging him not to declare war. Tears were running down her cheeks, her hair astray, she was frantic. King Vegeta became so angry with her ... he didn't mean to do it but in a rage ... he killed her."
Vegeta suddenly stood up and yelled.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!"
"Prince Vegeta, please, sit down and calm down!"
"My father murdered my mother and you're telling me to calm down?!"
"He didn't mean to do it!"
"My father lied to me! He said she died of heart failure!"
"At the age of 22 and being a very healthy woman?"
Vegeta calmed, and sat back on the settee.
"I thought it seemed suspicious when my father told me of her death."
"Yes. He blamed it on us, said it was our fault that she died of heart failure. The next month, the war did happen."
"Who won?"
"Nobody did."
"It was a draw?" Vegeta asked.
"No. We was about to win, my father was ready to give the King one last strike before he perished but then ... it was weird."
"What happened?"
"The rain had ceased and the sun began to shine through. The blood on the ground began to disappear and a song was heard."
"A song?"
"Yes, a song. The song that you heard before you came from the ship. The song is believed to be good luck, and bring out the good in people. All the soldiers and warriors were suddenly healed, and the King decided to cancel the battle. The Ishrookians, of course, were not happy at all, but they headed back to their planet anyway. The song, just known as 'The Prayer', is a very sacred song, on our planet, Planet Contenu, Planet Tamual, and Planet Spira."
"What about Planet Ishrook?"
"No. Like the Saiyans, they are a race of warriors, and believe the song is unholy. The Ishrookians do not like the song at all, and keep away from hearing it."
"Why do they think the song is so bad?"
"Because it stopped the war."
"I see ... but what about Planet Spira? The song is holy in Spira too?"
"Yes, that's where the song originated."
"Then how come it was heard on this planet?"
"Fayth."
"Huh?"
"You shall find out soon enough. Come, the celebration will start soon."
"But your people won't accept me."
"Prince Vegeta, you are only like your father in looks. In spirit your mother lives in you."
"That is so corny."
"But true. Remember Vegeta, your mother lived for peace, your sister lives to be different, and your father lived for blood and war. They all chose their own paths. You must choose yours."
Ibex left the cottage and was soon walking in the forest. Vegeta stood there, thinking. He sighed heavily, and once again followed Ibex to the ceremony, where the celebration was about to begin ...
Disclaimer: I don't own ffx or dbz I own my own characters, der.
Chapter 13
Vegeta followed Ibex in the woods. They suddenly halted to a beautiful clearing; The sun's beams shone through the trees, a small lake surrounded the cute petite wooden cottage. Ibex turned and looked at Vegeta.
"This is my little hiding place. It has been kept a secret, and it will stay a secret, understand?"
Vegeta nodded. Ibex turned around, slowly levitated in the air and flew across the water. Vegeta followed the suit, and were soon inside the wooden cottage.
It was just like any other ordinary cottage. Small settee, wooden floors, painted wooden walls, rug, tiny kitchen area etc. Ibex motioned Vegeta to sit down on the settee. He did so, and prepared himself for what he was about to hear.
"Prince Vegeta ... it was many years ago. My father, Isis, was once the leader of Planet Imnok. I was in training, a cadet, at the time. Planet Vegeta also had a ruler, your father, but you were not born, nor did your father have a partner, for he was only in his late teens. Taking advantage of his strength and power, he chose to ambush us and declare war for no particular reason. He had sided with the Ishrook, a clan so terrible; knife- sharp fingers, bulging muscles and blood-shot eyes. We, the Imnoks, were friends with the Nameks."
"But wait." Vegeta interrupted. "That's means that the Saiyans and the Nameks detested each other."
"Correct. And you, a full-blooded Saiyan, are friends and travel with a Namek yourself. That is one thing that makes you different from your father. Anyway, back to the story. A date for the war was the very next month. Very short notice, so my fathers troops trained harder than ever, and so did I. Until a few days before the actual war, the King decided to postpone the war."
"Why?"
"He had found the love of his love. Your mother, Roshicheena."
"I hardly knew my mother. It was ... Saiyan tradition that the mother should not meet her son until he turned eleven. It was because they had thought that the females were too weak to bring up violent sons."
"I know. Soon your mother became pregnant with you at the age of eighteen. In September, nine months later, you were born."
"September 19th, 3:05am, Sunday morning." Vegeta recited.
"Planet Vegeta was full of joy; a son, a boy, a new warrior!"
"Yeah, and they thought I'd be the first to turn Super Saiyan since a thousand years ago." Vegeta bitterly said, his thoughts turning to Goku.
"Yes ... King Vegeta pretty much forgot about the conflict with us, and was too interested in you."
"Then why were your people afraid of me? Aren't I your ... saviour, in a way?"
Ibex chuckled softly.
"No, I'm afraid not. Of course we had heard about your parents giving birth to you, and we trained more than ever. We knew that the King would bring you up proud and strong, and help you join him in the battle."
"Did the battle actually happen?"
"Yes, it did. Your father was often in meetings to prepare for the battle that would come in a few short years. While your father was in them, your mother would come and visit us."
"My mother, the Queen, would visit you??"
"Yes. What a kind soul she was. She was a pleasure to be with. She gave us hope - maybe she could make the King re-think about his strategies."
"How do you know she wasn't toying with you? Trying to get your secrets?"
"Oh, we traded a lot. She gave us jewels, we'd give her spheres."
"Spheres?"
"Yes. Round blue things that act like a camcorder."
"Oh."
"Well anyway, I had finished my training as a cadet, and I was promoted as a spy. So I trained as that, for the next couple of years. It was when you just turned four years old that Queen Roshicheena became pregnant with your sister, Tika-marron."
"Yeah, I remember that day. I was abandoned, alone in my room and ignored. No one would visit me or say a word to me; they were too busy thinking about my sister. I resented her for that, even though she wasn't even born."
"Yes. Nine months later -"
"23rd July, 1:10am, Saturday."
"You remember well."
"How can I forget? Everyone was spreading round saying 'the princess is blonde and has green eyes! She's a freak!'"
Ibex laughed.
"Yes, yes that's true. I remember that the King wanted to destroy her, so he blasted a Ki blast at her but she threw it back in his face. He then saw she was a Saiyan."
"So what next?"
"Roshicheena thought he'd be too preoccupied with bringing up your sister, training you and training himself that he wouldn't be able to do the war, but he still proclaimed to do it."
"How did you know this?"
"I was there. Remember, I was a spy back then. Anyway, I remember, she was screaming and shouting at him, begging him not to declare war. Tears were running down her cheeks, her hair astray, she was frantic. King Vegeta became so angry with her ... he didn't mean to do it but in a rage ... he killed her."
Vegeta suddenly stood up and yelled.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!"
"Prince Vegeta, please, sit down and calm down!"
"My father murdered my mother and you're telling me to calm down?!"
"He didn't mean to do it!"
"My father lied to me! He said she died of heart failure!"
"At the age of 22 and being a very healthy woman?"
Vegeta calmed, and sat back on the settee.
"I thought it seemed suspicious when my father told me of her death."
"Yes. He blamed it on us, said it was our fault that she died of heart failure. The next month, the war did happen."
"Who won?"
"Nobody did."
"It was a draw?" Vegeta asked.
"No. We was about to win, my father was ready to give the King one last strike before he perished but then ... it was weird."
"What happened?"
"The rain had ceased and the sun began to shine through. The blood on the ground began to disappear and a song was heard."
"A song?"
"Yes, a song. The song that you heard before you came from the ship. The song is believed to be good luck, and bring out the good in people. All the soldiers and warriors were suddenly healed, and the King decided to cancel the battle. The Ishrookians, of course, were not happy at all, but they headed back to their planet anyway. The song, just known as 'The Prayer', is a very sacred song, on our planet, Planet Contenu, Planet Tamual, and Planet Spira."
"What about Planet Ishrook?"
"No. Like the Saiyans, they are a race of warriors, and believe the song is unholy. The Ishrookians do not like the song at all, and keep away from hearing it."
"Why do they think the song is so bad?"
"Because it stopped the war."
"I see ... but what about Planet Spira? The song is holy in Spira too?"
"Yes, that's where the song originated."
"Then how come it was heard on this planet?"
"Fayth."
"Huh?"
"You shall find out soon enough. Come, the celebration will start soon."
"But your people won't accept me."
"Prince Vegeta, you are only like your father in looks. In spirit your mother lives in you."
"That is so corny."
"But true. Remember Vegeta, your mother lived for peace, your sister lives to be different, and your father lived for blood and war. They all chose their own paths. You must choose yours."
Ibex left the cottage and was soon walking in the forest. Vegeta stood there, thinking. He sighed heavily, and once again followed Ibex to the ceremony, where the celebration was about to begin ...