Adventures of a Young Warrior
I don't own DBZ or its characters
A/N this chapter is somewhat violent, that being said, I like it a lot and hope you do too, please oh please review, um thank you
Chapter 1 : First fight
Lu Tan was traveling over a large hill, the sky had been smoky for the last 20-30 minutes, he had no clue why, but he had a bad feeling about the smoke or smog or what ever it was in the air above him. He held the rains to the horse tighter, and check his sword. He then was sure that he could at least put up a fight if he was suddenly attacked by someone. His mind went back over the start of the journey as his travels until this point, he almost laughed at how he thought it would be so easy to get to the fight what seemed like 3 months before. Yes that is right 3 months of traveling.
When Lu Tan left his small town he forgot one very important thing. The one thing that really was why it had taken him 3 months to just get to where he was, and if you wonder what it could be, it is simple. Tan forgot to take a map with him on his way. He could of turned around and gone back to get it, but he did want to embarrasses himself in front of his town, by looking like the idiot who forgot his map.
Of course he really had no clue just how far it was from his town to where the action north of him was. He had never travel more then 50 miles, and that did seem to hard, so going to the north, to find the adventure he was looking for would not be that hard. In fact it would as easy as waking up in the morning. He figure he was just going to ride up and become some great hero, and have some great adventure, and land some hot babe, and be a legend everywhere and honor by his own town, and all this when in a few months. Hey guess some dreams are pretty crazy but young men sometime have such dreams and hopes.
So for the next three months Lu Tan traveled, he did know that north and decided to follow that direction as far as he could go. If every place he traveled throw would have been a nice grassy plain it would of worked perfectly, but they weren't . He had to travel across forest and across swamps and large rivers, so always telling what way north is, is well more then a little bit tricky. He was not really sure how off he was, but he knew during the whole time he had to keep going north to have a chance to find what he was looking for. Something inside of him just keep pushing himself. Past the night after night of sleeping in odd place, and day after day of hard travel, and attempts at hunting as he like to think of it.
Hunting was a funny thing, he had been successful a lot when he went with other, but know it just seemed harder for some reason, he at first would have to spend hours searching for food, and the fact he only had a sword did help much, but soon he learned traps, and made a make shift sling shot which he used to hunt rabbit when he could find them. He could feel that looking back that he had grown quiet a bit over the years, he had become a bit different, but he could not say what had changed about him, besides being a bit stronger. Well as he luck would turn out he arrived in a small town a week before, and in that town they gave him shelter for a day, and where even kind enough to give him some supplies, and the blacksmith took the rust of his sword. They also told him where he could find some help to get in touch with the imperial force, in the next town over, and gave him a map and directions to the place.
Now he was there he went up the last few feet of the hill to see down into a long valley below, but what he saw shocked him, the town below him was on fire, it was what was causing all of the smoke. He mind did fast as he could into the horse. He noticed the heat of the flames growing as he got closer, he also noticed how the smoke got a bit heaver as he closer he got to the town, with in 50 meters of the town he could hear the inhuman screams of men women and children, and began to notice the bodies of people along the streets of the town. The flames were on every roof, and luckily so, because the smoke rose above the house, but of course some of the roof had fallen in and the houses where turned to a flaming inferno of death. Now that he was in the town the voices, the screams were almost unbearable, he could hear the cursed voice of attacker, and the sad voice of their victims. He also so more of what looked like human bodies kill in some many ill ways.
He had to get out street, and he snuck into one of the un burning homes, the second he did he bumped into another man. A tall slender man with a bag of good in his hands, and a long spear running across his back. Tan looked quickly around the room to find that the stuff of value was in this man's hands and he was stealing them. He looked at the with the yellow turban on his head, and was scared. This was one of the warrior who were going to try to destroy the Han, he was a bad guy, but something just scared him about the whole thing, he froze. The other man grabbed his spear and lunged at him. He must of gone on auto pilot at that second cause he jumped back dodging the spear and cut the edge of the spear and a second later killed him with a stab to his chest. He run quickly outside to find another two men that wore similar clothes to the man he had just killed. One of them had a sword, and the other a spear. He attacked the man with the spear, cutting off his right arm first then killing him, grabbing his sword on his way down then he felt something a pain in his shoulder, he turned to see that the man with the spear had nicked him or something in his shoulder. He grabbed the spear and pulled it out of the hands of the very afraid Turban and then when the turban looked to run, he went up and sliced him in half.
He stood there for then turned around, to see that a horsemen in bright red armor had seen the whole then with had a odd look on his face. Then suddenly he came back to reality that he had just killed three people, very violently. He grabbed his shoulder to find blood, it was all to unreal, he had killed. His mind went around in circles, and he fainted on the spot.