Chapter 1- In the Beginning of the End
"Come on, Gise, you retard!" I yelled at my
sister. The girl groaned as she woke up from her resting
place.
"What do you want, dweeb?" She refused still to
open her eyes as she slowly rolled over on her side, away
from me. "Turn off the soundbox, would you? And stop shaking
me, unless you want me to sucker punch you."
I reared back at my older sisters threat,
knowing full well that she was in training to be an elite.
But dad had said to wake her up. I pulled her arm harder,
sweat beading up in my forehead. Outside, people were
screaming. The was so much commotion. Explosions hit the air
every few seconds. Fear was hard to avoid, but this was no
time.
"Is she up yet, child?" My father walked in.
His expression was stern, and behind his glasses, his eyes
gleamed with annoyance. He wore nothing but his
undergarments, which consisted only of the blue full body
tights. They covered from his ankles to his neck. On his feet
he had on boots. As he walked in, he went from the floor to a
slight hover, pulling on his gloves, which were white. Dad
was also a Saiyan elite. I watched as he pulled up next to
me. My sister's bed was up about 8 feet from the floor,
against the curved wall of the giant circular room.
"Giza, get up." He said, with his stern,
harsh voice.
My sister's eyes finally snapped open.
"Dad? What's going on?" Her eyes widened as she
shot up and jumped towards the window, which was on floor
level. Dad and I both descended to the floor.
"What's this!" She fell to her knees,
wondering what was going on.
"Kiko, get her up." He frowned at me, then
cringed slightly when an explosion rocked the house nextdoor.
Looking up, he addressed my sister. "Giza, follow your
brother. He knows what to do." I frowned, wondering what he
was talking about. Dad looked at me again, pulling out his
scouter and crouching to eye level with me. " Son, you must
show her the cellar downstairs. Take her there-"
"Why can't you? " I asked. Surely was wasn't
intending on-
"I have to go look for a comrade. He is the
reason we may survive this. I refuse to leave him behind."
"But dad-"
He smacked me. Hard. I fell back, still
looking him in the eyes, tears beginning to form. He had
split my lip open, and as I wiped the blood away and stood
back up, he turned around.
"Do not question your uppers. Do as you are
commanded. Always remember that you are a Saiyan, proudly,
powerful, and obedient to your commanders. I shall meet you
down there soon, child." He began to walk out of the room,
and me and my sister, who had ceased crying, just watched his
back. "Love you both. Survive, and pull through, my kids. We
are Saiyan, mightly, those who cannot fall. We cannot
fail, we are family, we are strong. Live and prosper."
"But, dad..." He looked back one more time
before powering up and walking out of the door. Me
and my sister sat there, unaware of what to think. I stood
there, tears now flowing freely.
Dad...