DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in this story besides the great Dnomyar! So… do you thinks he's great? Huh? Hmm? No? Well…. You will! Someday….
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter contains a form of Slash! Yes, someone will get cut! That's slash, right? No… are you sure? Never mind then….
FORMER MALFOY MANOR, June 15th 1:56 P.M.
The boy stood and groaned in pain. He pulled his hood down and stared at his mansion. The mansion that would have been his once his father had died. His father was dead now, and because of that bastard Dark Lord, his mother was too.
He surveyed the ruins with his cold, blue eyes. A small tear escaped his eye and he vowed revenge. He unleashed a wave of magical energy that destroyed more of the house. He summoned magic to himself, and cast a powerful spell.
The ruins of his mansion started to change their shape. The dark green draperies formed a long green cape. The wood and stone formed a giant golem, and the green cape attached to the moldy golem. The boy walked up towards his creation and laughed. He then started to climb up the strange golem creature. Suddenly the golem swallowed him up, and the boy fused with his creation.
The newly created creature started to slowly bend his limbs. "Amazing.", the creature whispered in awe. "With this body… I can avenge the death of my mother! Ha ha ha ha!", laughed the creature. "In the name of the Malfoy's, I, Draco Malfoy, vow to destroy the Dark Lord! You hear that bastard? I'll kill you!", shrieked the voice of the demonic Draco Malfoy.
With that the creature who was now Draco trudged off in search for any Death Eaters, he didn't know of the problems around the world though, he didn't know that his very life was in danger, until…. Right about…. Now!
"Hi-Yah!", cried out a loud voice as a small figure tried karate-chopping the huge golem. "Yeee-Ooow!", cried out the tiny creature. "Damnit! I thought that would work… oh crap!", cried out the tiny person as the golem looked down at it.
"Who are you?", asked the golem, who we know as Draco Malfoy. The golem got onto its knees and peered at the ridiculously tiny creature.
"Er… well, I'm Gizmo… and uh… I thought you were all mechanical and stuff….", came the voice from the tiny man.
"Gizmo, eh? I'm Ma- I mean I'm the Lord of the Dark! I send shivers throughout the universe, and those of evil fear me, and you may call me the Dragon Lord!", boasted Draco, who shall now be called Dragon Lord.
"Really now? Well, uh… Dragon Lord… might I… uh… help you on your noble… uh… quest?", asked the mumbling Gizmo.
"Quest? This is no quest fool! This is my duty! I shall control all evil of this world! I alone will destroy things!", cried out the Dragon Lord. His golem-like body raised moldy arms and slammed his huge stony fists into the ground, sending out shockwaves.
"Uh… of course my, …my, Lord.", Gizmo groveled hoping his life wouldn't be ended by this large, glorious being. The shockwaves though caused stones and woodchips to fly off of the golem's body, cutting Gizmo's face. "Yeee-Ooow! Raggin' Fraggin' Smiggin' Kraggin'!", snarled Gizmo, causing the Dragon Lord to look down to him. Gizmo felt his SLASH-ed face and grimaced. (See? Slash! Ha ha!)
"Oh? Did I hurt you? Here, allow me to….", muttered the Dragon Lord as he bent down and healed his new ally. "There, does it still hurt?"
"No….", muttered Gizmo, shocked by the act of kindness, his other master's hadn't given a damn about how he felt. "Uh… sir. Do you need more followers? 'Cause I know of some friend who'd like a new master.", Gizmo was thinking of his two friends, Mammoth and Jinx.
"I suppose.", muttered the Dragon Lord, impatient again.
"Great! Wait her for a sec! I'll go get 'em!", replied Gizmo happily. He activated his pack and used their spidery legs to carry him to where he knew his friends were hiding.
The Dragon Lord watched in amusement as his new servant gathered more servants to help his cause. The Dragon Lord turned and thought to himself, 'Might as well get going. If that guy's as smart as I think, he won't be coming back.' And without further waiting, the Dragon Lord ran off, his large legs carrying him farther than Gizmo would be able to walk.
Gizmo saw as the Dragon Lord ran off, his smile slipping away, he turned and continued sadly back to his other friends.
LONDON- Sewer System, June 15th 2:13 P.M.
"Ron! Could you move any slower?", wondered Hermione as Ron kept her from moving too fast through the disgusting sewers. "I'd like to get out of these sewers soon, hopefully today."
"Well, Hermione, might I remind you that you chose to follow behind me?", asked Ron humorously.
Hermione sighed in frustration. "Ron, could you maybe just, I don't know, walk faster?"
"Why Hermione! I never… would mean to walk slow. On purpose. The thing is….", began Ron.
"Oh shut up!", Hermione replied good-naturedly. She pushed him up against the side of the sewer tunnel and brushed past him. She didn't see Ron close his eyes contentedly for a moment.
"Fine, be that way.", sniffled Ron in jest after he had recovered.
"Don't worry, I will.", replied Hermione as she walked on. Ron quickly followed.
As they walked for what seemed for days they occasionally stopped and napped, trying to keep the sewer rats from nibbling on their bodies. They rested at short intervals, and kept trudging through the sewers, until they decided to exit them.
"Ron! Look, its an exit! See the light up ahead?", asked Hermione excitedly.
"Yeah.", breathed Ron. "Finally." They started to run towards the light. Finally, Hermione climbed up and out of the dirty sewers.
"Ron…. What's happened…?", asked Hermione in horror. Ron climbed up quickly to see what had scared Hermione so much.
"Oh… shit!", whispered Ron as he surveyed what had been the outskirts of London. Everything was black. Not just dark, but pitch-black. It was dark, everything was a shadow. The only lights were the random fires that littered the burning buildings.
"Do… you think the Order knows of this?", asked Hermione in fear.
"No, or at least I hope not. If they did they probably would have died….", muttered the shocked Ron. Hermione grabbed his arm and he didn't even register it.
"Ron… what do you think we should do now?", Hermione asked quietly. Ron shook his head. "What is that supposed to mean?", Hermione demanded.
"Well… I reckon we should continue on our plan…. We need to find this King Ganondorf… I think he might know where Harry is. He's probably training with him.", replied Ron carefully.
"Yes… I suppose….", replied Hermione, sounding very unsure of herself.
"Listen, Hermione, I know you're scared. I'm scared too, but we need to be brave. We have to find Harry okay? Then we'll be safe. I'm sure we'll find him and when we do…. Well, we'll find out then. Okay?", asked Ron.
"Yes… of course.", replied Hermione, still fearing what could happen to her and Ron.
"Get them!", cried out a gruff voice. Ron whirled around only to see a huge hulking creature holding Hermione. The creature was hunched over, covered in metal plates. The flesh of it was a rotting green color.
"Let go of her!", Ron screamed in panic. Hermione was also screaming. The evil creature grinned and threw her over his shoulder.
Another creature tried to grab Ron, but he dodged it. "Leave it!", snarled the first creature. Then they loped away, Ron crying out to let her go in vain. He tried running after them but it was futile. He spat bitterly on the ground and fell to his knees, crying in fear for Hermione. He pounded on the ground and cried for what had happened.
Eventually though he stood, and wiping the bitter tears from his eyes, he set after her, determined to rescue one of his best friends.
ATLANTIC OCEAN, June 15th 4:53 P.M.
"Yo ho, ho and a bottle o' rum!", sang the captain of the S.S. Reeter. He tipped back a bottle of water and drank from it. He scanned the ocean and saw a strange man-like shape swimming towards the ship. "Eh? Whuss' all 'dis about'? Could it be? An actual mermaid? Yo ho! I can't believe it! Maties, would you look at that! In that there patch o' water! An actual mermaid! A true blue, bloody mermaid! I knew it! They bloody do exist! 'Oo would 'ave thought, eh?", cried the deep, gruff voice of Captain Riggs. He belonged to the British navy, sailing the ocean around Britain to keep his crew in shape.
"Aye, that be a mermaid, alright.", gasped a sailor on board. He peered over the edge with his fellow sailors and watched the strange creature.
Suddenly, more of the creatures came up. They were a scaly, slimy green, their gills were visible on the sides of their necks. They had fin-like ears, and powerful looking legs. They were all carrying spears. They all started screeching at once. The sailors covered their ears to drown out the unpleasant noise.
"Blimey!", gasped Captain Riggs. "They be tryin' to sink us!" He took out his pistol and blasted five of the creatures that were using their spears to pierce the metal hull. The captain laughed and shot three more. "Come on maties! Shoot them!", he cried.
The sailors obliged, and soon the waters were calm. "Look!", cried a sailor, pointing out towards the distant waves. "A whirlpool!" They all looked, and sure enough, a large whirlpool was being formed in the water.
Suddenly, a large blue, shadowy, demonic form rose up from the water. The sailors and their captain watched in fear as the creature turned towards them with fiery blood-red eyes. It waded the deep water and brought all six of its large, blue arms pushing the water towards the ship. The ship bounced on the waves.
"Watch out! It's gonna tip us!", cried a sailor. The sailors all panicked, scattering aboard the ship. The Captain, however, brought out his harpoon that had belonged to his great-grandfather. He aimed and shot it towards the huge blue creature.
The blue creature screamed, causing the sailor's ears to bleed. The Captain howled in pain as the creature yanked him out of the ship by pulling on the harpoon's rope. The creature ate the captain, and proceeded to destroy the boat.
The creature roared in delight at the mass loss of life he had taken. He scanned the surrounding ocean and saw a few surviving sailors that were trying to escape. The creature grinned in a then slowly submerged into the water, dragging the survivors with him. The dying sailors tried swimming upwards, but the creature's wake brought them downwards, where they drowned.
CAPSULE CORPORATION, June 15th 7:18 P.M.
"So, woman, are you positive this'll work?", asked Vegeta, he was attending an important meeting with his fellow warriors.
"Yes. I've already told you, Kibito Kai wants us to. And, as Goku has supposedly been brought back to life, the Dragon Balls will be back as well.", replied Bulma as she fiddled with a round device.
"Oh? And let me guess, the original radar wouldn't work because it wasn't tuned or something of that nature?", Vegeta asked, unfolding his arms.
"Actually, yes. Giru has the old one, and as the old one was made for our planet, this planet is radically different. So, I'm making a new one.", replied Bulma looking for the last piece she needed.
Trunks and Pan walked into the room. "Well, Harry's okay, but I think he had Saiyan's on his planet, because there is another large increase of his power level. He claims that there was no Saiyan's… but, well, Pan and I saw him go Super Saiyan.", muttered Trunks, sitting at the small table Bulma was working on.
"What? But he's a human! I would've sensed him!", protested Vegeta.
"Yeah? Well he's a Saiyan alright, we saw his tail.", muttered Pan sitting next to Trunks.
"But that's impossible!", protested Vegeta once more.
"Technically it is… but after the Baby incident, I started studying DNA. I took cells from all the Saiyans and mixed them together to make an interesting liquid. The liquid was supposed to slowly turn cells into Saiyan cells.", muttered Bulma.
"What? Woman, I didn't give my permission for you to steal my cells!", bellowed Vegeta.
"Permission? May I remind you that I am the scientist, not you!", Bulma yelled back. She continued to work on the radar. "There! Finally, it's done!", Bulma yelled happily. She held up the radar, and sure enough, there was seven glowing dots.
"That's good. Now go get them.", a voice from behind them stated. As one the group turned and saw a tall robed man. He had dark hair and bright green eyes. He stood imperiously over them.
"And who are you?", sneered Vegeta. Vegeta stood to his full height and stared up at the new guy's chin.
"None of your concern. As you can see Bulma, I hold one Dragon Ball. I was sent by Kibito Kai to help you.", the person stated, pulling out the One-Star Dragon Ball….