Disclaimer: Garon, leaning against a tree: You wanna do it?
Jedd, laying in a hammock: Why bother?
Arak, ((Pronounced Eric)) walks up: Hey, one of you tell the people that Jedd doesn't own DBZ, but does own trihawks!
Jedd: Need readers to tell them that...Ummm....
Garon: ....Who are you?
Arak: *Giggle*
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Chapter 7
The Saiyan, the Trihawk, and the Human.
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Arak gasped for breath, finding herself on a bed. Opening her eyes, she found herself in someone's bedroom. Coughing, she sat up and looked around. It was a plain bedroom, nothing special, but as she looked at the night stands on either side of the bed, she found a picture of a short man with spiked hair and a taller woman with blue hair.
"No...way..."
**
Gohan coughed, blood pouring down his chin. Trunks wasn't fairing much better. Spopovitch was slow, but he was STRONG! Gulping, he staggered to his feet, then fell to his knees again. Videl ran to his side, holding his shoulder.
"Get...out of...here, Videl..."
Videl looked at him, the back at Spopovitch, nodded, then turned to go in the house. She froze. "G-g-g-g-gohan?!"
"What?" Turning around, he stared. There was a teenager standing in the doorway with what a appeared to be blades sticking out of his arms...no, they looked more like wings...
Trunks landed next to him as Spopovitch tossed him, but Gohan hardly noticed, he couldn't stop staring at the boy, and the cold, icy expression imbedded on his face.
"You're Spopovitch aren't you?" asked the strange teen.
Looking back, Gohan saw Spopovitch nod.
"Tch, what a stupid name. I'll just call you Spopobitch! Or better yet, Popo's Bitch! Heh, name's Jedd, let's dance, fucker!!" Gohan blinked. How did he know about Mr. Popo... He didn't have time to worry as Spopovitch, his face now red with anger, dashed at the teen.
**
Garon staggered over to Goku and Vegeta, "Why...did you do...that? Never...asked you to...interfere!"
Vegeta smirked, gasping for breath, "I knew it would.....take everything we had to kill......that bastard again. I decided you'd make a lovely distraction."
Garon spat, "Fuck you!"
Goku stepped in, also gasping for breath, "We...have to get...back. Spopo..vitch is back....home..."
Garon blinked, "How...can you tell?"
Goku shook his head, "I can sense his energy, just close your eyes a feel with your senses."
While hesitant to take orders from the Saiyan Garbage Disposal, Garon followed his instructions. It didn't take long before he could feel...something coming from his left. Opening his eyes, "I think I can feel it, can you get us back?"
Goku shook his head, "I spent all my energy with that energy blast, I don't have enough yet for Instant Transmission. Give me a minute or two..."
Garon snorted, "Then why did you stop our arguing?!"
**
Spopovitch punched out hard, smiling. He would teach this whelp to make fun of him! But in a flash of light, those strange wings slashed into his outstretched arm, then through it as the teen calmly sidestepped.
Spopovitch screamed as his whole arm fell off, cut cleanly through. The he felt the slashes across his back. Whatever those wings were, they were SHARP! He could feel his blood pouring down his back even as he whirled around, swinging his left arm in a back slap, but the teen had all ready jumped back, and with Spopovitch's arm out of the way, he was free to stab his right wing into Spopovitch's stomach, turn so he was facing away from the huge man, and swing his arm up so his blade cut up and out of Spopovitch.
Spopovitch stood there, blood coming out where his arms was supposed to be, coming out from various slashes across his back, and now out of the deep cut in gut and chest. Falling to his knees, he could now taste blood in his mouth. The teen looked at him, and he felt fear pierce through him, unnatural fear. It was like the first time he had died, he was powerless to stop this.
The teen whirled around and slashed with his wings at Spopovitch's neck. Spopovitch felt a sharp pain, then there was darkness.
The teen stood there, blood dripping off his wings. Everyone stared at him. Gohan and Trunks had attacked Spopovitch with no effect, but this teenager had cut the mighty man down like nothing...who was he?
**
Arak wandered through the house. Was...it possible? No, it was just a TV show! Finally she found the door to the outside. Stepping out, she stared.
**
Goku blinked, "Spopovitch's energy signature is gone. Grab hold everyone, we're going back!" Garon and Vegeta grabbed Goku's shoulder even as he brought put his pointer and middle fingers to his forehead, then they were there staring at the carnage
Craters from energy blasts filled the ground, several houses were destroyed, and there was the bloodied body of Spopovitch. And a figure that appeared to have bloody blades coming out of his arms standing next to it.
Garon squinted. He looked, familiar...
The teenager looked over at them, and his face contorted into one of anger, "YOU!!"
Vegeta whispered under his breath, "Impossible..." That was as far as he got.
The teenager dashed at them, or more accurately, right at Vegeta. Vegeta jumped back, flying high in the air. The teen flapped his arms down and took the air as well, albeit somewhat clumsily. He quickly closed the distance between himself and Vegeta, dodging an energy blast as he did.
Garon stared, there was SOMETHING familiar about him... **
The cloaked figure smiled, feeling the souls of Nappa and Spopovitch inside him. It was perfect. For every one that died, he stole their soul and grew even more powerful. But he was curious. That Garon's power level had jumped tremendously since he first showed up. When he first appeared he was no stronger than a normal person. But now he was as strong, if not stronger, as Nappa was when he first showed up on earth.
Then there was this second one. This...Jedd... He had no idea what he was, but he was obviously dangerous in his own right. His power level was next to nothing, not even worth noting. But his speed was tremendous, and those wings...no, those wing BLADES were obviously lethal, capable of reducing Spopovitch to a bloody carcass. There was something else, but he couldn't tell what...
And now, there was a third one? For some reason he couldn't even sense this one. It was as if something was blocking his powers from seeing him...or her...
He didn't like it.
**
Vegeta slammed his fist into the trihawk's stomach. Oh yes, he knew exactly what he was facing, only it was impossible! Rasing his hands above his head, he slammed them down onto the trihawk, sending him careening into the ground. Vegeta raised his hand, thumb tucked in and gathered energy.
**
Garon stared as Gohan ran in the way, "Vegeta, STOP!"
"Get out of the way, spawn of Kakarot!"
"NO! We owe Jedd our lives! If it weren't for him, we'd have been killed!"
Garon blinked, JEDD?! He ran in front of Gohan, "Stop it, Vegeta, let Jedd explain!"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed and the energy continued building, "If you think I'll hesitate to kill you Garon, think-"
"STOP IT FATHER!" Trunks yelled, getting in front of Garon. "Gohan's right, we'd all be DEAD if it weren't for Jedd. He deserves the chance to explain himself."
Vegeta hung there, floating in the air. Finally, he lowered his hand and floated down, "First a brat, now a trihawk, can this get any worse?!"
"I...guess this is a bad time?" came a feminine voice from behind Garon. Looking back, he saw a girl he had never seen before.
Vegeta stared, then let out a string of curses.
Garon blinked, 'Wait a minute, Vegeta knows about trihawks? How? I thought they were just something Jedd made up.'
**
And thus ends the beginning of Dragon Ball, OA! Garon, Jedd, and Arak have been transported to this land by the namekian's chance wish to help save the world. Now, that the saiyan, the trihawk, and the human are here, will this world ever be the same? And what of this unknown enemy's plans, and what of Brolly and the other unknown person, making their way to earth? Tune in next time, for Dragon Ball OA! Otherworld Attacks, The Tournament!
**
Jedd: ...
Garon: ...
Arak: WHAT?!
Garon and Jedd: WHO ARE YOU?!
Arak: *Giggle*
Jedd, laying in a hammock: Why bother?
Arak, ((Pronounced Eric)) walks up: Hey, one of you tell the people that Jedd doesn't own DBZ, but does own trihawks!
Jedd: Need readers to tell them that...Ummm....
Garon: ....Who are you?
Arak: *Giggle*
**
Chapter 7
The Saiyan, the Trihawk, and the Human.
**
Arak gasped for breath, finding herself on a bed. Opening her eyes, she found herself in someone's bedroom. Coughing, she sat up and looked around. It was a plain bedroom, nothing special, but as she looked at the night stands on either side of the bed, she found a picture of a short man with spiked hair and a taller woman with blue hair.
"No...way..."
**
Gohan coughed, blood pouring down his chin. Trunks wasn't fairing much better. Spopovitch was slow, but he was STRONG! Gulping, he staggered to his feet, then fell to his knees again. Videl ran to his side, holding his shoulder.
"Get...out of...here, Videl..."
Videl looked at him, the back at Spopovitch, nodded, then turned to go in the house. She froze. "G-g-g-g-gohan?!"
"What?" Turning around, he stared. There was a teenager standing in the doorway with what a appeared to be blades sticking out of his arms...no, they looked more like wings...
Trunks landed next to him as Spopovitch tossed him, but Gohan hardly noticed, he couldn't stop staring at the boy, and the cold, icy expression imbedded on his face.
"You're Spopovitch aren't you?" asked the strange teen.
Looking back, Gohan saw Spopovitch nod.
"Tch, what a stupid name. I'll just call you Spopobitch! Or better yet, Popo's Bitch! Heh, name's Jedd, let's dance, fucker!!" Gohan blinked. How did he know about Mr. Popo... He didn't have time to worry as Spopovitch, his face now red with anger, dashed at the teen.
**
Garon staggered over to Goku and Vegeta, "Why...did you do...that? Never...asked you to...interfere!"
Vegeta smirked, gasping for breath, "I knew it would.....take everything we had to kill......that bastard again. I decided you'd make a lovely distraction."
Garon spat, "Fuck you!"
Goku stepped in, also gasping for breath, "We...have to get...back. Spopo..vitch is back....home..."
Garon blinked, "How...can you tell?"
Goku shook his head, "I can sense his energy, just close your eyes a feel with your senses."
While hesitant to take orders from the Saiyan Garbage Disposal, Garon followed his instructions. It didn't take long before he could feel...something coming from his left. Opening his eyes, "I think I can feel it, can you get us back?"
Goku shook his head, "I spent all my energy with that energy blast, I don't have enough yet for Instant Transmission. Give me a minute or two..."
Garon snorted, "Then why did you stop our arguing?!"
**
Spopovitch punched out hard, smiling. He would teach this whelp to make fun of him! But in a flash of light, those strange wings slashed into his outstretched arm, then through it as the teen calmly sidestepped.
Spopovitch screamed as his whole arm fell off, cut cleanly through. The he felt the slashes across his back. Whatever those wings were, they were SHARP! He could feel his blood pouring down his back even as he whirled around, swinging his left arm in a back slap, but the teen had all ready jumped back, and with Spopovitch's arm out of the way, he was free to stab his right wing into Spopovitch's stomach, turn so he was facing away from the huge man, and swing his arm up so his blade cut up and out of Spopovitch.
Spopovitch stood there, blood coming out where his arms was supposed to be, coming out from various slashes across his back, and now out of the deep cut in gut and chest. Falling to his knees, he could now taste blood in his mouth. The teen looked at him, and he felt fear pierce through him, unnatural fear. It was like the first time he had died, he was powerless to stop this.
The teen whirled around and slashed with his wings at Spopovitch's neck. Spopovitch felt a sharp pain, then there was darkness.
The teen stood there, blood dripping off his wings. Everyone stared at him. Gohan and Trunks had attacked Spopovitch with no effect, but this teenager had cut the mighty man down like nothing...who was he?
**
Arak wandered through the house. Was...it possible? No, it was just a TV show! Finally she found the door to the outside. Stepping out, she stared.
**
Goku blinked, "Spopovitch's energy signature is gone. Grab hold everyone, we're going back!" Garon and Vegeta grabbed Goku's shoulder even as he brought put his pointer and middle fingers to his forehead, then they were there staring at the carnage
Craters from energy blasts filled the ground, several houses were destroyed, and there was the bloodied body of Spopovitch. And a figure that appeared to have bloody blades coming out of his arms standing next to it.
Garon squinted. He looked, familiar...
The teenager looked over at them, and his face contorted into one of anger, "YOU!!"
Vegeta whispered under his breath, "Impossible..." That was as far as he got.
The teenager dashed at them, or more accurately, right at Vegeta. Vegeta jumped back, flying high in the air. The teen flapped his arms down and took the air as well, albeit somewhat clumsily. He quickly closed the distance between himself and Vegeta, dodging an energy blast as he did.
Garon stared, there was SOMETHING familiar about him... **
The cloaked figure smiled, feeling the souls of Nappa and Spopovitch inside him. It was perfect. For every one that died, he stole their soul and grew even more powerful. But he was curious. That Garon's power level had jumped tremendously since he first showed up. When he first appeared he was no stronger than a normal person. But now he was as strong, if not stronger, as Nappa was when he first showed up on earth.
Then there was this second one. This...Jedd... He had no idea what he was, but he was obviously dangerous in his own right. His power level was next to nothing, not even worth noting. But his speed was tremendous, and those wings...no, those wing BLADES were obviously lethal, capable of reducing Spopovitch to a bloody carcass. There was something else, but he couldn't tell what...
And now, there was a third one? For some reason he couldn't even sense this one. It was as if something was blocking his powers from seeing him...or her...
He didn't like it.
**
Vegeta slammed his fist into the trihawk's stomach. Oh yes, he knew exactly what he was facing, only it was impossible! Rasing his hands above his head, he slammed them down onto the trihawk, sending him careening into the ground. Vegeta raised his hand, thumb tucked in and gathered energy.
**
Garon stared as Gohan ran in the way, "Vegeta, STOP!"
"Get out of the way, spawn of Kakarot!"
"NO! We owe Jedd our lives! If it weren't for him, we'd have been killed!"
Garon blinked, JEDD?! He ran in front of Gohan, "Stop it, Vegeta, let Jedd explain!"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed and the energy continued building, "If you think I'll hesitate to kill you Garon, think-"
"STOP IT FATHER!" Trunks yelled, getting in front of Garon. "Gohan's right, we'd all be DEAD if it weren't for Jedd. He deserves the chance to explain himself."
Vegeta hung there, floating in the air. Finally, he lowered his hand and floated down, "First a brat, now a trihawk, can this get any worse?!"
"I...guess this is a bad time?" came a feminine voice from behind Garon. Looking back, he saw a girl he had never seen before.
Vegeta stared, then let out a string of curses.
Garon blinked, 'Wait a minute, Vegeta knows about trihawks? How? I thought they were just something Jedd made up.'
**
And thus ends the beginning of Dragon Ball, OA! Garon, Jedd, and Arak have been transported to this land by the namekian's chance wish to help save the world. Now, that the saiyan, the trihawk, and the human are here, will this world ever be the same? And what of this unknown enemy's plans, and what of Brolly and the other unknown person, making their way to earth? Tune in next time, for Dragon Ball OA! Otherworld Attacks, The Tournament!
**
Jedd: ...
Garon: ...
Arak: WHAT?!
Garon and Jedd: WHO ARE YOU?!
Arak: *Giggle*