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Myrina sat before the crystal ball, her eyes shut in concentration. The cloudy face began to fade and clear images formed. As if sensing the successful connection, emerald eyes cracked open and a grin eased its way onto her face. Black hair and an orange gi greeted her on the small orb, "Goku looks well. Wow, five years has passed since I last saw him…"
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The girl was sitting on a pillow in the middle of the stone court yard, meditating. John had instructed her to find her center before continuing her elemental training. Though she knew he was just giving her busy work while he went to speak with Mr. Kami, Myrina was determined to find this so called, inner flame. John had shown her what it was like once she had found it, he had become ice. He had explained that since he was a Frost Keeper, his specialty was ice. But since she was a Flame Keeper, her transformation would be one of fire. The girl, in an excited thrill, quickly set off to find a nice spot to begin her training.
But, that was hours ago.
Her tail curled and uncurled restlessly at her side. She sighed heavily, "Why can't I concentrate!?" She flopped down on to the warm stone and closed her eyes, absorbing the sun's rays. Her necklace thrummed silently, as if enjoying the heat it was given. Then she was in a cool room, it was dark except for a small blue flame in the middle, the light seemed to lick at anything that it came into contact with.
The fire seemed to know she was there; it flickered and swayed in an unseen wind as she neared. Myrina reached out a hand and the flame responded by leaning towards her fingers but before she could feel the flames lick at her palm, a loud shout shattered her thoughts and the fire disappeared into the darkness once more.
The fell unceremoniously to the ground, whatever peace she had found before, gone. A boy stood a few feet from her, leaning against the red railing that encased the tree that grew there. He was dressed in an orange gi, his face open and friendly. His black hair was sticking out in every direction conceivable and his soft onyx orbs stared into her sharp glaring emerald ones. He didn't look much older than she was; she stood up, not much taller either.
He waved, "Hi, you wouldn't happen to know where Kami is?" The girl sat up, "Who are you to be asking that question?" She snapped, her tail waving in irritation. The boy grinned, completely oblivious to her anger, "I'm Son Goku. Can I ask what you were doing in the air?" She raised a brow, "Air…oh, I was meditating, trying to find my 'Inner flame'. My papa told me that if I did he would let me continue my elemental training. But, I haven't found it yet…that was actually the closest I've ever gotten…" She trailed off, lifting her tail to wipe the sweat from her brow. The boy looked away, "I'm sorry that I interrupted your meditation." Then he looked up, "Wait, you have a tail too!?" He gasped at the sight.
"Too?" Myra looked over and noticed his tail as well. The two excitedly examined each other's tail, "Does it hurt when someone pulls on it?" He asked curiously, lightly nudging his tail against hers. She nodded, "It doesn't hurt as much as it used to. Does it hurt for you too?" He nodded, "Yea, but it hasn't been that much of a problem." She grinned, glad to've found someone who was just like her, "I'm Myrina, but you can call me Myra, nice to meet you, Goku, right?"
For three years, Goku trained under Kami, who had agreed to train Myrina as well.
The two were sparring one day when Mr. Popo, Kami's assistant, came running towards them in a panic, "Goku, you must hurry. The tournament starts soon." The boy, -err, man nodded and bowed to his sparring partner, who bowed back, her hair touching the ground as she did, "Best of luck to you, Goku." She grinned and he smiled back, "Thanks Myra, come visit, ok?" She nodded and waved as he jumped on Nimbus and left.
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Myra wondered how he was now...
"Myrina, you've been working hard, danthe ir (Dear one), go and explore Earth awhile. It's part of your training as well as your studies and physical training. A Keeper must know the planet they are protecting." The girl was startled out of her revere and rubbed the crystal, returning it to its normal cloudy state. Her father was leaning against the door frame with a smile, "Do you mean it papa?" She stood and revealed her long auburn hair that tumbled its way down her back in gentle waves, emerald eyes wide, burning with determination and excitement at the sudden proposal of adventure. Her brown tail waved in the air behind her anxiously. The man merely nodded and chuckled when his daughter flung her arms around his middle, "Vinxa (Thank you), Papa!" She thanked her father before rushing down the hall to her room to change.
Myrina's father was an old man with a weathered face and laugh lines that crinkled around his ice blue eyes when he smiled, which was often. His snow white hair was up in its usual pony tail and he wore his traditional blue training clothes, "You are very welcome, tiecelle (Sunshine)." He called after her and chuckled his way back to his meditation room. The girl faltered at the old nickname but shook her head, ridding herself of the heaviness that surrounded her aura. Myra was excited; she could finally get to meet other people. She closed her eyes and a ring of energy escaped in her giddiness, "Maybe I'll even make some friends." She smiled at the thought as she slipped out of her red gi and stepped into the shower.
After her quick shower, the girl slipped on another red uniform, seeing as she had no other sets of clothing, "I hope this… blends in." She murmured, running a brush through her orange locks. She wrapped her tail around her waist to keep it out of the way as she thought of what she would do once she got there.
"I'm going to visit markets and walk through forests, and maybe I'll even get a boyfriend…" She laughed at herself, "Yeah, no. Not everything is like it is in my books." She sighed and looked at the wall of books on the other side of the room. She had what seemed like millions of books and she had read them all multiple times, even if she already knew the storylines by heart, it was fun to dive into a new universe sometimes. Her fingers ran along the weathered spines and breathed in the scent of aged paper and leather. Her hand stopped at a small, black leather-bound book, "Pride and Prejudice!" Myra smiled at the familiar weight as it sat in her hand. It was one of the first books that her papa had bought for her, saying it was a classic and she needed to read it. At first, she hated the large words that hurt her small ten-year-old brain but, as she grew older and more mature, it quickly became one of her favorites.
Tucking the small book into her bag, Myrina slipped on some cloth moccasins and went out to the balcony. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "Veyet'toon (Goodbye) papa! I'll be back before dusk!" She called before jumping off of the railing, "Qe doegel, tiecelle (Be careful, Sunshine.)" Her father's voice echoed in her mind, making her roll her eyes, "Si geou (I will), papa." She said and floated towards the ground, landing in a crouch, her hair falling into her eyes. 'What to do…' she laughed at herself, "Maybe I'll see if I can find Goku, I wouldn't mind sparring with him again."
The girl shut her eyes and concentrated on her friends' power level. A ring of energy escaped, surrounding her in a pale purple aura, "Lorita wux (Got you!)" She said and started to fly in the direction of an island to the west. Myra gazed at the cities in awe as she passed them, they held a sort of beauty that only she understood. She'd never really been outside of the Keepers' apartment or Kami's lookout or Korin's tower, so this was new to her. The ocean was like a new world when she got there; the blue captivated her and made her fingers itch for her paints. She was so mesmerized by the water that she nearly ran into the man she was looking for.
"Myra?" The voice made her look up, "Goku!" She grinned and then had the breath knocked out of her as Goku caught her in a bone crushing hug, "Ah! Goku, can't, breathe." She gasped and the man smiled sheepishly, "Sorry." He released her, "Wow it's been years! You look great!" She flushed slightly as the comment, "Thanks, so do you." Myra followed him down to the beach, "Daddy!" A small boy hopped into Goku's arms, "Hey, Gohan." The girl gave him a curious look, "I can't help noticing that four-year-old you're carrying." He rolled his eyes, "This is my son, Gohan. Gohan, this is one of my best friends, Myra." The girl smiled at the sight of the brown appendage behind the black-haired child, "Aw! He still has his tail!" She gushed, making Goku chuckle. Myra looked at the toddlers' hat, "A dragon ball?" She raised a brow at her friend, who just shrugged and introduced her to the group of people who were on the beach with them.
A bald man stepped up first; he wore a similar orange gi as Goku did but was about three times shorter, "This is Krillin, he was my training partner before I went up to Kami's look out." The taller man explained and Krillin stuck his hand out. Myra looked at it questioningly, "You shake it, Myra, it's how people greet others here." Goku explained, chuckling a bit. The girl nodded and grasped the short man's hand, shaking it. Krillin winced and Myra released his palm in concern, "Did I hurt you?" He shook his head, cradling his hand to his chest, "No, I'm fine, I just didn't expect you to be that strong. I didn't believe Goku when he told us about you; I'm starting to regret it."
Before the shocked Keeper could question anything, she was just about tackled by a blue haired woman, "Oh, you must be Myra! We've heard so much about you! You aren't as short as he made you out to be though." Said girl blushed at the comment and glared at Goku, "Oh, have you?" She asked in a fake cheery voice, stepping towards the man, who was madly waving his hands in front of himself in some sort of defense. However, a creeping hand on her waist brought the Keeper from her prowl, "Well, he wasn't wrong about everything. Slender indeed, Goku." The red head, after closing her eyes and taking a breath, turned and glared at the old man. But someone had already beaten her to the punch.
Quite literally.
Bulma, the blue haired girl, had successfully become her new best friend after she beat up the creepy old man, Roshi, who was trying to touch her hip. The two girls had encompassed themselves in talk of the dragon balls as they headed inside.
Goku had brought up Myra's keeper training and Bulma gasped, "So, you're like the mother of the dragon balls?" Myra raised a brow at this, "Keeper, er- Keeper in training, but, I guess you could say that." She smiled but a shot of energy caught her attention.
Goku felt it too, because he glanced back at her as he made his way outside. Myra took the silent invitation and headed out behind him, drawing a bow and quiver from thin air. As she slipped the quiver over her head and onto her shoulder, she glanced back at Bulma, "Watch Gohan. Do not let him go." With a nod from the blue haired woman, Myra headed outside, notching an arrow as she did.
"So, we meet again at last." The girl looked up to see the owner of the voice hovering in the air. The man had a long mane of black hair and wore strange armor and belt. Over his left eye, he wore a device with a thin plate of green tinted glass, which lit up when he set his eyes on Goku, "You've grown up, little Kakarot." The man said lowering onto the sand and Myra got a closer look at him. His eyes were hardened onyx and, upon closer examination, the Keeper noticed that it was not a belt that she had seen; it was a tail. She frowned and closed her eyes, concentrating on his being, a small ring of energy enveloping her. Her eyes reopened and now she could see his aura. It was a stark contrast to Gokus', whose was a light blue; its fluffy strands escaping into the sky. This strangers' aura was a deep brown and had a heavy feeling; it seemed as though its tendrils were trying to seep into everything it came into contact with and taint it with evil.
Myra stepped out from behind Goku and narrowed her eyes at the man, her tail slashing through the air behind her. The two had been talking while she had been examining him, "Myrina…" the man whispered, eyes wide in astonishment. She growled aiming her arrow at his chest, "Who are you and how do you know my name?" The man narrowed his eyes, "How did you survive the explosion?" Myra growled, "Answer my question or I put this arrow straight through your heart." He cracked a smile and narrowed his eyes further, "It seems that you don't remember me, Myrina, and that hurts." He feigned a hurt expression, "Did you fall on your head as well as Kakarot?"
Myra shook her head, but didn't move her aim from its target, "I'm not sure it's my mental capacity that should be questioned here. You can't even answer a simple question, maybe you fell on your head." She said somewhat childishly, but she didn't care. The man chuckled darkly, "You haven't changed though." Then he sighed, "I didn't think that I would have to teach a history lesson but I will answer your questions." The two fighters paid close attention, "I am Raditz, your big brother and I am here to bring you back with me to help take over a particularly difficult planet. It would appear that I have found my lost little brother and sister."
This declaration made their eyes go wide, "So, we're siblings..?" Myra looked over at Goku, who was turning a shade of pink, "Daddy!" The two whirled around as Gohan gripped onto his father's pant leg, "Gohan!" Goku practically growled, trying to dislodge the small child from his leg. Myra sighed and lifted the boy away with her tail. Gohan struggled for a moment before realizing who was holding him; he looked up at Myra with teary brown orbs and then snuggled into her hold, wrapping his tail around hers gently.
Raditz looked from his brother to the child and then to his sister and then back to the child. His own eyes were wide and he looked like he was struggling for words. Myra noticed this and shook her head fiercely, tugging Gohan behind her, shielding him from view, "He's my nephew!" Her tone was exasperated. Raditz cleared his throat and nodded, "I see, back to the matter at hand."
He turned his gaze on Goku, "Kakarot, you were sent here as a child to purge this planet of all life so our race could sell it on the intergalactic market." His face darkened, "However, on the same day you were sent to this planet, our own was destroyed. Only a few saiyans, who off planet at the time, remain." He looked over at Myra, "Myrina, how did you survive the destruction?" She let out an exasperated growl, "I'm not a Saiyan! I'm Dragonian; I have no idea what you're talking about!" A cool wind settled over them in the silence, "Myrina, it is true."
The Keeper whirled, dispelling her bow and arrow as she did. Her father stood behind her, "Papa? Svabol re wux-(What are you-)" "Tiecelle, coi ui vis (Sunshine, it is true.)" John sighed and gestured to Raditz, "Jaci ui dout isthasy (He is your brother.)" She was silent for a moment and the girls' father sighed again, "Let's talk in private." He said, flicking his fingers at the group that had formed on the beach, freezing time except for himself and his daughter.
Myra turned to him, her face one of betrayal, "Svanoa tira wux vucot zhae nomeno vur ti visp ve?! (How did you know about this and not tell me?!)" She hissed, her hair catching fire in her anger, "Wux jahenti krathin ekes vucot. (You were not ready to know.)" Jonathan hissed back, his ice freezing her flames. The two glared at each other before Myra took a deep breath and dispelled her fire, "Wux re tirsia opsola? (You are not my father?)" She asked, in a defeated tone.
The man nodded solemnly, "No, I am not your father, tiecelle (Sunshine.)" He absently flicked his wrist and time restated, "Your father was a strong saiyan warrior and your mother a courageous Keeper and Dragonian." He placed a hand on her shoulder, "Myrina-" He was cut off by a heated glance, "Si mi bivai, papa, yth geou rigluin ekes itheik, si rigluin tairais ekes siofme (I am sorry, papa, we will need to wait, I need time to think.)" Her accent was thick and the immovable lump that had formed in her throat made it huskier. With a nod, the Frost Keeper disappeared in a flurry of ice crystals, leaving behind nothing but a crisp wind and frost on the window pane.
Myra turned back to the group and flicked her wrist, summoning her bow once more, "I need to clarify a few things." Notching an arrow, she asked, "So, you're our brother," She gestured to herself and Goku, "And you want to destroy the planet?" The man grinned and nodded. The two siblings exchanged a glance and Myra tugged Gohan closer to her. "I don't think so." Krillin shouted, throwing himself at Raditz. Myra blinked and the saiyan warrior had thrown the bald monk through the house.
Goku didn't take this lightly, "Krillin!" He shouted and then growled at his 'brother', "You'll pay for that!" The warrior launched himself at Raditz, who just smirked. His image blurred and disappeared from sight, only to reappear behind Goku. Goku spun and was kneed in the stomach. He fell to the ground, gasping for breath, "Daddy!" Gohan cried and started struggling in Myra's grip.
Myra growled in annoyance, "Bulma, take Gohan. Do not let him go." The blue haired woman nodded and took the child from her tail's grip. Drawing back the arrow, Myra aimed for the crease in the armor plating. She took a deep breath, blocking out all the background noise and let the arrow fly.
The projectile didn't hit its mark.
Raditz caught it just in time, the tip mere centimeters from his heart, "Close, little sister." His smirk fell as one of her own grew; Myra had predicted this after watching his 'Fight' with Goku, "Wer ibafashen di vi embara (The flame of a phoenix!)" She shouted and flicked her fingers, causing the arrow to burst into golden fire. The saiyan warrior shouted and took to the air, carefully cradling his burnt hand to his chest.
The girl ran over to her fallen sibling, "You okay?" He nodded, sitting up with her help. "Daddy!" Myra's eyes widened, "Gohan! No!" but she was too late in her warning. Her so-called 'Brother' had the sobbing child by the collar, "Kakarot, if you want to see your son alive, I want one hundred human bodies on this beach by sun set tomorrow. I do hope you comply, he's my nephew and I don't want to hurt him." Just as he was about to take off, Raditz stopped and looked back, "Oh, and Myrina."
The Keeper growled in response, her tail swishing back and forth in aggravation. The man grinned, "Help your brother." Then he flew back the way he came.
Well then, some adventure Myra has gotten herself into! Pardon all the Draconian, if it's too difficult to read or gets in the way of the plot even with the translations in parenthesis, just kindly let me know.
I hope you liked it, I may not update in a while since Band Camp starts Tomorrow and school starts up next month...I have been neglecting my Ap Euro summer assignment in the name of Fanfiction! Probably not the smartest move but, meh, I'll do it as soon as I publish this! :)
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