'How do you tell someone that they are half Saiyajin?' Rejhan thought to herself as she flew along on the flying Nimbus cloud. Next to her, Gohan was easily keeping pace with the yellow cloud, dressed in his Saiyaman outfit. It was Tuesday morning, and the two demi Saiyajins were on their way to Orange Star High in Satan City.
Rejhan sighed, closing her eyes to think. What Vegeta had told her yesterday regarding Myshel's mother had really left her in a bind. How was she to break the news to Myshel? It would be easy enough to just tell her, but Rejhan wasn't too sure if she could fully explain to her new friend exactly what it meant to be a Saiyajin.
'I can't ask dad for help,' the teenager ruled out, shuddering at the very thought. She could just imagine what would happen if her mum got wind of it.
"You've been going out in the mornings 'jogging', and now I find out that you've been hanging around with another Saiyajin?!" Rejhan could just hear her mother's shrill voice in her head. No, she definitely couldn't talk to her dad about Myshel, as he couldn't keep anything secret from his wife.
"Satan City, dead ahead!" Gohan suddenly called, snapping Rejhan out of her trance.
"I can see that." Rejhan replied, annoyed at having her train of thought broken. She had been watching the masses of ki forms in the city grow ever larger as she had sat thinking, and was well aware of just how far away the city was.
Gohan turned a quizzical look onto his twin. 'I didn't think she even had her eyes open.' He though, somewhat confused. His sister's eyes were open now, yet she still seemed to be a million miles away.
'That just leaves me with one alternative; Vegeta.' Rejhan concluded her thoughts as she and Gohan descended towards the roof of their high school.
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The lunchtime crowd was always a pain, and Myshel soon found herself wishing that she had better shoes to wear. Her feet were aching, and yet the rush of people still seemed to be never ending.
"Myshel!" A voice from the kitchen called, "table eight," the cook added, sliding a burger and fries over to the young waitress. Sighing, Myshel picked up the plate and headed over towards the table in question, expertly weaving in and out of the masses of people.
After delivering the meal to the customer, Myshel headed back towards the kitchen where another meal would probably be waiting for her. A tap on her shoulder however, caused her to stop and turn around.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had school." Myshel said with a smile, glad for the distraction.
"I thought you did too. I wasn't sure if you would be here this late or not." Rejhan answered, glad at having caught up with her friend. Myshel usually only worked in the restaurant during the mornings.
Myshel sighed. "I'm not supposed to be here this late, but one of the other girls cancelled. But hey, right now I need the money just a little bit more than I need to be at school."
Rejhan nodded, following Myshel as she moved out of the way and into an empty booth. "Well, I figured that since I had a few free periods before lunch, that I would come down here and surprise you, if you were still here."
"It certainly is a surprise, and I only wish that we had the time to actually talk...."
"MYSHEL!!!"
"....but as you can see, I'm kinda run off my feet," the girl sighed as the cook glared at her from his little window in the wall.
"No problem." Rejhan said, not wanting her to get in trouble for socialising with the customers. "But just one thing, and then I'll get out of your hair."
Myshel looked curiously at her new friend, who was sporting a strange grin.
"On Sunday, after we spar for a bit, I'm gonna take you to meet a friend of mine, ok?" Rejhan said, rising to her feet and making her way over to the door.
"What friend?" Myshel called as Rejhan began to vanish in the crowd.
"You'll see!" She only just managed to hear before Rejhan was gone.
"MYSHEL!!" The cook called out again, pounding his fists into the bench in an attempt to gain her attention.
Sighing, Myshel retrieved the two plates from the cook and delivered them to their owners, all of the while pondering exactly who it was that Rejhan wanted to introduce her to.
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Jumping from building to building, Rejhan managed to make it back to Orange Star just in time to meet up with Gohan and his friends for lunch.
"You look buggered. What have you been up to?" Gohan asked in an amused tone, observing his sister's wild black hair and slightly red face.
"Nothing." She quickly replied, attempting to smooth her wind-swept hair back into place.
"Let's go and get something to eat, hey?" Videl Satan suggested, leading the way to the cafeteria, followed by Erasa and Sharpener.
Rejhan followed the other three, well aware of the strange look that Gohan was giving her.
'I'm gonna have to be more careful around him.' She scolded herself. 'Sometimes he's just too darn smart for his own good, and I can't have him working out what I've been up to.'
Gohan continued watching his sister as he followed the small group. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he had a feeling that there was definitely something going on that Rejhan wasn't telling him about.
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The rest of the week flew by, and before either girl knew it, Sunday had arrived. As planned, Rejhan and Myshel met up in their usual field for a morning of intense sparring.
It was getting towards lunchtime, and Rejhan was about to call it quits when Myshel suddenly lunged at her, executing a perfect spinning roundhouse kick. Rejhan blocked the blow with her right forearm, and countered with a left foot roundhouse. Myshel dodged to the side, attempting to bring her heel down for an axe kick to Rejhan's head.
Barely moving out of the way, Rejhan felt a slight breeze as Myshel's bare foot went whizzing past her face. But a quick front kick from Rejhan saw Myshel land flat on her back on the grass, breathing heavily.
'Man, she's getting good.' Rejhan thought. 'And she can't even fully control her ki yet!'
"That was great, but how about we call it a day?" Rejhan suggested, giving Myshel a hand up. "We'll go get lunch, and I can introduce you to that friend of mine."
"Sure." Myshel said, rubbing her chin slightly from where Rejhan had kicked her.
With a nod of her head, Rejhan rose slowly up into the air. Grabbing her bottle of water, Myshel lifted herself off of the ground, shakily following after her friend. It had taken the best part of a few hours, yet Myshel had finally managed to turn her hovering inches off of the ground into full-fledged flight.
Rejhan glanced behind her, glad to see that Myshel was keeping up. She was also extremely glad to note that Myshel had also mastered the ability to suppress her ki. After realising that any one of the Z-Fighters would be able to sense her once their training sessions got really serious, Rejhan had made sure that Myshel understood about ki, and how to hide it from other people. This lesson was not only designed to stop the other Z-Fighters from finding out about her, but to also ensure that Rejhan herself didn't get busted fighting.
"We haven't got too much further to fly." Rejhan called as they entered the outskirts of West City. "We'll set down near here, and walk the rest of the way, ok?"
Myshel nodded in response, concentrating hard on her flying. When Rejhan began to loose altitude, Myshel followed, touching down on the roof of an apartment building.
In the distance, Rejhan could see the giant Capsule Corp. dome looming above the rest of the buildings, and gave a slight smile. "Follow me." She said, then took off jumping from rooftop to rooftop across the city.
"Uh, Rejhan? I don't think that we should be here." Myshel said as she hesitantly followed her friend through the front gates of Capsule Corp.
"Relax. I know the owners." Rejhan called back over her shoulder, causing Myshel's mouth to practically fall open.
"You know the Briefs?"
"Yup. My dad has known Bulma Briefs since he was a little kid." Rejhan replied with a cheeky smile, pressing the button near the door.
Myshel stood on the front path in shock, not sure what to say. Not only could Rejhan hold her own, and indeed beat her in a fight, but she also personally knew the richest family on the planet!
'Kami bless the day that she found me.' Myshel thought as the front door to the building opened wide, and Rejhan beckoned her to come inside.
"Hey Bulma, is Vegeta home?" Rejhan greeted the blue-haired scientist as she made her way inside.
"He sure is. You're lucky too, 'cause he's just got out of the gravity room." Bulma replied, much to Rejhan's relief. The fact that the Saiyajin Prince had just finished his morning training session meant that he was probably in an agreeable mood.
"Who's your friend?" Bulma asked, noticing the dark haired, blue eyed girl that was with Rejhan.
"Oh, sorry. Bulma, this is Myshel Mizzano." Rejhan introduced, and Myshel gave Bulma a polite bow.
"It's nice to meet you." She said, and Bulma smiled with amusement at her politeness.
"Well, it's nice to meet you too. Do you go to school with Rejhan?"
Myshel's face went blank for a moment, as she tried to work out how best to answer the question. "Uh, not exactly."
Bulma looked at the girl, expecting her to elaborate, yet Rejhan quickly pulled her out of the room.
"Sorry Bulma, but we really need to speak with Vegeta. We'll be back for lunch soon, ok?" Rejhan apologised as she dragged Myshel down a hallway.
'Why is she so fascinated with my husband lately?' Bulma wondered as the two girls disappeared from sight.
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Vegeta was just exiting the bathroom; jean pants on and a white towel draped around his shoulders when the sound of Kakarot's girl's voice caught his ears.
"Vegeta! Wait up a sec, would ya?" Rejhan called, causing the prince to grumble slightly to himself.
'Baka brat girl. What does she want now?' Turning around, Vegeta near had a heart attack when he saw the girl that Rejhan was dragging behind her.
Her long black hair was pulled tightly into a pony tail, which reached half way down her back, and she sported the figure of an athlete; Well formed, but not overly bulky. But the feature that near took his breath away was the girl's ice blue eyes. The kind of eyes that he had only ever seen once before in his lifetime.
He had been no older than four when the small group of Elite Saiyajins had graced the king's hall with their presence. The young prince Vegeta had looked on with a kind of bored interest as his father had given the group their next orders.
The king had asked how their previous mission had gone, and the prince had been shocked to hear a woman respond to the question. Surely a female wouldn't be the commander of this group? Looking up at the group with renewed interest, the child had gasped in shock as a set of ice blue eyes met his gaze. The young woman was standing in front of her men; long black hair pulled tightly off of her face. Her figure was lean, yet strong, and her aura gave off a distinctive sense of power. Wrapped around her waist was the trademark brown Saiyajin tail, resting comfortably on top of her armour. All in all, she looked to be no older than eighteen years of age.
'How could a Saiyajin have blue eyes?' The young prince wondered, and the woman in question smirked at the child, whose mouth was still hanging wide open.
"Very well, Adrynnynn. You are dismissed." The king said, and the woman and her men bowed before the monarch, before leaving the room.
"Adrynnynn." Vegeta muttered, snapping back to the present, and causing Rejhan to smirk as she caught the name.
"Close, but not quite." Rejhan replied, and both Vegeta and Myshel stared at her, waiting for her to explain. "Vegeta, this is Myshel. Adrynnynn's daughter."
Vegeta nodded slowly in understanding, yet Myshel was looking more confused than ever.
"Wait. You guys know who my mother was?" Myshel asked in disbelief.
Vegeta nodded, deciding to cut straight to the point. Rejhan had obviously brought this girl around so that he could tell her about her mother's side of the family, so why should he waste time on niceties?
"Your mother's name was Adrynnynn, and she was a Saiyajin Elite warrior back on planet Vegeta-sei." The prince said, and Myshel pushed away from Rejhan, moving towards the man before her.
"My mum was from another planet? How is that possible? How did she end up here?" Myshel practically demanded, a million different questions firing through her brain.
"Slow down, brat." Vegeta shot back, clearly loosing his patience, and silently cursing Rejhan for dumping this on him.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about my mother. If you know anything at all, can you please tell me?" Myshel begged, desperate to know the secrets of her mother's past.
"Look, all I know is that your mother was an Elite warrior, who must have taken a mission to Earth right around the same time that our home planet was destroyed. I was but a child at the time, so I don't know a lot of the details." Vegeta said in a huff, arms folded over his chest.
Myshel thought for a moment; mind racing with this new information. "So, that would make me a half...what were they called again?" She asked, having already forgotten the name of her mother's race.
"Saiyajins." Vegeta barked, causing Myshel to wince at his tone. "Just like the brat behind you." Vegeta added, referring to Rejhan who scowled at the prince.
"I'm not a brat, Vegeta. And I brought Myshel here so that you could explain to her about Saiyajins, since you know a lot more than I do." Rejhan said, sauntering up to Vegeta, who just glared at her.
"That's because your baka clown of a father won't teach you what it is to be a true Saiyajin." Vegeta retorted, leaving Rejhan with the impression that Vegeta probably wouldn't tell her parents if he found out that she had been secretly training.
"Well, either way, we're here now. So are you going to tell her or not?" Rejhan demanded, and Vegeta cringed at her tone.
'Damn, she's just as pushy as her harpy mother.' Vegeta thought before giving in to the inevitable. The two girls were not going to leave him alone until he told them what they wanted to hear, so he might as well just give in for the time being.
"Fine." Vegeta agreed, then turned to Myshel. "You wanna know about Saiyajins, then follow me."
Myshel all too eagerly followed the Saiyajin prince, and Rejhan smiled in triumph. Myshel was finally going to get the answers to her past that she deserved.
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