Hey guys, welcome back to DBZ: DNA Saga. It's time to get this story crackin', so let's go!
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DBZ: DNA Saga
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 1: A Surprise Landing
BAM! A grouchy Saiyajin pulled himself out of a body-shaped imprint that he had just formed on the outside of the Capsule Corporation building. Vegeta frowned at the damage that had just been done to the house. Bulma was not going to be happy about that…she normally didn't allow sparring in the Capsule Corporation yard, but…she wasn't home. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, though not so much anymore, as Vegeta knew that he was in for a verbal lashing when she arrived home from her business trip.
"KAKAROTT! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT!" He yammered in anger, gritting his teeth.
"Gee Vegeta, I didn't mean t-"
"BIG BANG ATTACK!" Vegeta yelled, interrupting Goku's whining and forcing him to cross his arms in front of his chest as a shield. Both of his feet were planted so firmly on the ground that when the attack hit him and started pushing him back, they plowed two parallel indentions into the grassy lawn. With a quick upward motion, Goku deflected the blast as quickly as possible, up into the air.
"Vegeta! We aren't supposed to use ki blasts in the residential area, remember?" Goku said, taking in a few deep breaths of air after deflecting the monstrous blast.
A low growling noise was emitted from Vegeta's clenched teeth. Without answering, he flew at Goku at a speed faster than light and a skirmish ensued, though it was now just a hand to hand battle, minus ki blasts. Goku was fast, but Vegeta, in his rage, was faster. He used both hands to slam Goku into his yard, leaving a second body print at Capsule Corporation, this time in the grassy yard.
"QUIT HOLDING BACK KAKAROTT! YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME!" Vegeta bellowed, disgusted at the thought that Goku might be holding back for him.
With a grin on his face, Goku easily ripped himself out of the ground and shot a look of challenge to Vegeta. "Okay Vegeta, you win. Are you ready for this?" He said, smirking with that infamous look that all Saiyajins got when they were enjoying a good battle.
"I'M ALWAYS READY, YOU INSOLENT FOOL!" Vegeta cried back, then launched up into the sky, instantly becoming a Super Saiyajin 2. He floated there waiting, his shadow falling upon Goku as he stared down at him.
Without another word, Goku flew up and met him with a storm of punches and kicks, faster than the untrained eye could see. The two golden blurs fought in the sky as if there was no tomorrow, until…
KABOOM!
All hell broke loose.
Goku and Vegeta found themselves flying uncontrollably through the air and slamming into the neighbor's house, dodging large chunks of shrapnel, then jumping down to take cover at the speed of light. They quickly hid in some bushes behind a fence. Glass shattered above them, but Vegeta quickly shot a ki blast up and vaporized it before it hit them.
After a minute or so, the ground ceased to rumble and the air lost its phenomenal power. A dark haze glazed over the entire neighborhood, blocking out the sun and making it impossible to see more than five feet in front of oneself. Vegeta blocked his face with his arm and stood up. Definite damage had been done. Quickly collecting his thoughts, he bravely strode back into his yard, Kakarott not far behind him. There was a huge trail of metal leading up to Capsule Corporation, some large chunks and thousands of small slithers, all shiny and sharp upon the ground.
A not-so-pleasant view came into Vegeta's sight as he got closer to the mansion. There was a crater in the yard…right where the gravity machine had previously been. A small fire was spewing out of the crater.
"Fuck…" He muttered, looking down in disbelief. Something suddenly caught his eye and he reached down and retrieved a decent-sized piece of metal from the rubble and held it up to look at it. One look was all he needed though and in an instant, he threw down the metal and blasted off into the crater.
"What the…Vegeta? What's going on…?" Called a confused Goku, who went to pick up the piece of metal that Vegeta had carelessly thrown down. When he found the piece, his eyes widened and he stood there for a moment in shock. In big black, faded letters, the truth was all too real.
"Hope…TRUNKS!"
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Hope screamed. The time machine was on fire and she was stuck inside, suffocating from the smoke that was trapped under the glass lid. The metal interior had heated up at an incredible pace and now was nearly unbearable. She tried to reach up and smash the shield with her right hand, only to find that it was trapped in the control panel, which had become distorted upon impact with the ground. Quickly, she tried to pull the thing off and free her arm, but screamed in pain as the panel scalded her hand. She groaned and leaned back into the chair as best as she could, only to feel the worst twinge of pain yet. It shot up her arm that was stuck. Investigating, she gently ran her left arm down her right…there was blood, lots of blood and…oh Kami. In a frenzy, she ripped her hand away, having felt the bone from her right arm, which was sticking out of her skin, broken.
Becoming hysterical, she started screaming for help until the smoke no longer allowed her to. She fell into a coughing fit and felt her body weaken as the heat increased and the smoke grew worse and worse. She could hear the crackling of the flames around her and feel the heat radiating from the panels onto her skin, searing her skin. Suddenly, the machine's feet gave way and Hope found herself tilted at an angle. Alarmed, she again tried to squirm out. She tried to punch a hole in the glass with her left hand, but she was not strong enough. Not being able to get enough air, she slowly started to flicker in and out of consciousness.
Knowing that time was of the essence, she vaguely tried pulling her foot in the air to kick herself out, when a whirlwind of events happened. The glass above her shattered and sprinkled down upon her body as a hand of steal clamped down on her leg and tugged. Her entire body immediately was upside-down, but she screamed in pain as her trapped arm did not move, it being the only thing that held her in the burning death trap. The hand let her go and she toppled back down, onto the hot panel. Again, she felt the burning hot metal singeing her skin through her pants. She head more glass breaking and soon heard a squeaky metal sound. Her arm was free and before she knew it, two hands had grabbed her and pulled her out of the machine.
Hope felt cold air hit her throat and promptly started coughing again. Two seconds later, she felt green grass beneath her and she grabbed two great big handfuls of it, clinging to the ground for dear life. Feeling her stomach take a turn for the worst, she reluctantly let one side go, rolled over, then violently vomited. Totally revolted at the smell and taste in her mouth, Hope hoisted herself up onto her shaky legs, grabbed her broken arm with her good hand, and tottered away.
Just as she was starting to collect her thoughts, the steal hand grabbed her and turned her around. "Just where do you think you're going?" growled a gruff, yet somewhat familiar voice. Hope could not quite place the voice, so in fear, she lashed out at the body in front of her with a power that she didn't even know she possessed. One simple punch was all it took to hear the voice mutter some obscenities and fall to the ground.
Hearing someone else approach her, she quickly took to the air, though her flight was shaky and slow due to her condition. She clung to her broken arm with all of her might, trying to focus on flight. There was a second man following her, she could hear him zooming closer and closer to her, easily catching up. Hope frowned—she had no other plan of escape.
"Hi there miss…," said a much friendlier voice than the first, though this one was totally new to her, "You look hurt. Please let me help." With that, she felt a soft, strong hand grasp her around her waist and pull her out of her forward flight. At first she struggled, but when she realized that she wasn't getting anywhere, she stopped. Her good hand clenched at his gi with all of her might…
…and then she was gone.
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"WHAT!" Gasped an utterly confused Goku as he looked at his now empty hands in sheer amazement. She was just there; what just happened?
"KAKAROTT, WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?" Yelled an irritated Vegeta who was now flying through the billows of smoke towards him. As he approached, Goku could see that he sported a swelling black eye and a face that basically said 'touch-me-and-die.'
"SHE DISAPPEARED!" Goku burst out, "I don't know how, I don't know why, but she disappeared!" He was starting to freak out.
Mentally Vegeta smacked himself in the face. Kakarott was a total dumbass. "You idiot, she didn't disappear…SHE TELEPORTED!" He growled in annoyance.
"…but where'd she learn that?" questioned Goku, scratching his head, "and who is she anyway?"
That was an excellent question which Vegeta had already started pondering, one step ahead of Goku. Though he hadn't really gotten that good of a look at her, he had seen that she possessed lavender hair, though it was darker than Trunks'. Indeed, she had somewhat resembled Trunks, though there was something weird about the way she had looked at him that he could not quite describe…perhaps it had been his imagination. Either way, it was obvious that she was some sort of relative to Trunks…maybe his daughter…or a half sister perhaps? Vegeta had no idea.
Sirens awoke him from his deep train of thought and he turned around to see several fire trucks, ambulances, and squad cars piling up in front of Capsule Corporation, along with a crazed mob of confused neighbors, news vans, paparazzi, and random people who were wondering what all of the commotion was all about.
"Oh boy, Bulma's not going to be too happy about this…" Goku said, stating the obvious. In fact, she was going to be pissed, Vegeta thought, as he realized that she was due to arrive home from her business meeting within the next 15 minutes. He had no idea what to tell her when she arrived either, as he didn't even know what the hell was going on. The only thing he knew was that he had to warn her.
"Wait here Kakarott, I'm going to go warn Bulma." He said, then shot off in the direction of her ki, leaving a confused Goku floating in the middle of the air.
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Behind the scorched bushes of Capsule Corp. lurked a dark minion of the night with his newly acclaimed partner. He watched carefully as he saw police surrounding the building, taping it off to the public, and pushing the press away as best they could. Investigators were already surrounding the crater where she had landed, taking in the evidence. Because so much was going on, the two sneaky shadows went totally unnoticed.
"She's no longer here…" the follower whispered in the leader's ear, "She's escaped. I cannot sense her."
"I see that…"he muttered back. "No worries though…we have plenty of time. We'll just have to watch ourselves. If she discovers the Z Senshi here, she will have much more protection than she did in her time. We should try and find her before they do…let's go."
"Wait! I see something…" The follower said, pointing an ever-so-cautious finger toward something shiny that lay on the ground about two feet away.
"Indeed," the deep voice muttered eerily, "you have a good eye." He reached out his hand, dragging it across the ground so that nobody would notice, took the object in his hand, and quickly pulled it back.
Nobody saw it.
"This could be useful in the future…yes. Let's go."
There was a small pause.
"Kai Kai"
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So, what do you think? A big thanks goes out to SuperSanne, who was my first and only review for the prologue, despite the fact that it has received 48 hits. My one request is that if you read this, please leave a review so that I know how many actual readers I have and how many people are just taking a peek and deciding not to read the story. Creative criticism is welcome too, as long as you're not a total bitch about it. Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. I'll try to get a new one up as soon as possible.
Note: Sorry about all of the "O's." I needed something to separate all of the different points of view, but none of the symbols I previously used have been working on the stupid document manager, so I'm using "O's." The fact that my indentions aren't working either is pissing me off too, but let's so not even go there...
Have a great day!
-P.G.