Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Beyond The Forest ❯ Beyond What I See ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Majin_Broly 
The story begins....
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 463 | Status: Work In Progress
The story begins....
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 463 | Status: Work In Progress
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Beyond The Forest
Chapter 1: Beyond What I See
F.Y.I ( For your information): Goku looks like a super-sayjin 4 and isn't going to be called Goku for awhile being that people consider him a demon. And the time and place would be similar to Inuyasha but has nothing to do with Inuyasha at all.
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There was no one for him, he had been alone all this time. People never wanted too look at him, cursing his looks and appearance. The spawn of the devil, a demon! That's all they ever called him. He never knew his father, never knew his mother. All he knew is one day being tossed out into the woods and chased until he out ran them all. He could see the pyres of fire from there torches, the sticks and swords they brought to kill him. Being chased like a wild animal into the woods, he was barely old enough to walk but he had no choice to flee that night. Deep into the woods he fled hiding only in the safety of the trees, he knew nothing except his instincts which raised him from that day.
Whenever before he came close to the town he was run off being called every known curse and demon spawn, or word of evil known to humans. But it no longer bothered him he had grown used to there constant taunting as they tried hunting and luring him though he wasn't stupid. From the night he saw fire and metal in there hands he steered away only throwing rocks and sticks down at those who tried to kill him.
He could always steal what he wanted from the village without anyone complaining these days though. He had been able to run around without being spotted or heard in three full season changes. Three seasons of cold, or warmth, and fall. Not a word had been said about him in so long, tonight he wanted to bring back the fear. He wanted to have fun tonight!
The two golden orbs looked from the tree down upon the village, the night always concealed him well. He grinned as the smell of fresh food filled his nose. He dropped down the twenty feet like it was nothing, from the top of the tree to the base. His tail swung lazily around his back the cool night breeze perfect. He ran down the street openly avoiding the light, he moved through the alley's and dark spots where the candles outside of the shops had blown out.
His feet left only a light patter like a bugs wings flying around as he went to find a late night snack. These buildings seemed so small and confined like every night as he jumped over one house and into the next street his pace never slowing as the night always kept him hidden. He slowed down as the smell of freshly baking food came to fill his nose. His teeth peeled back into a evil grin as his long white teeth glistened in the moonlight. His red fur went on edge as his senses felt someone coming. He dove back into an alley and out of the light as a human walked opened up its door and came outside.
He watched as the human dumped its garbage into a large whicker basket then closed the door. He only remerged from his little hidden location and followed the smell of freshly cooked food. He crept around the corner and let his head peak over the window and he saw the smell of fresh bread. The baker must of been working late that night as he crept into the little slot sensing nothing around him he moved quickly grabbing the newly baked bread and some other grains that he liked. Then leaving the same way he came out the window. He immediately dove into his food eating it fast so he would only have to carry it in his stomach.
Though he ate wildly his actions did not go unnoticed as the baker found his missing goods and the loud rough noises of an animal outside his window. He grabbed a nearby stick which he placed at his door to give the little animal a beating or chase it off. He opened up the door and there underneath his window was the little devil spawn himself! " Ahhh monster! He's back!" The baker yelled waking the entire block. Men rushed outside grabbing clubs and knives all alike and running into the street where the little demon still ate. Most were dressed in a robe or a pair or boxers. The middle of the night was not a fashion show but it was still a little strange.
" I thought we told you last time! Your supposed to never come out into the city again you little devil spawn!" The baker yelled bringing down the stick on the demon's head. It snapped like a twig, the food fell from its mouth as it growled making everyone take a step back. The watched as the two golden orbs looked around and then the little demon became a big one! It stood up on its legs giving it a much larger look.
Every gasped and took a step back as it had been awhile since they had seen the demon, a few years had passed since he had been seen and now he wasn't just a little weak demon anymore. He was a head taller then them all, the once light red fur had darkened into an almost blood color. The lines around his eyes had changed. Its tail snapped behind him like a whip in the night letting echo. But his face peeled back into a wicked smile as its long white incisors came into view.
" So.... its a little bigger there's still at least twenty of us!" One foolishly brave human said raising its club and swung it at the demon's head. Its forearm moved blocking it as if it were a branch in his way. Its grin spread wickedly as its foot kicked his stomach sending him crashing back into the others.
Then they all heard it laugh. It never spoke but it could laugh, growl, chuckle, and snicker. Some weren't even sure if it could speak but no one ever wanted to know what a spawn of the devil could actually use its voice for. The glowing orbs in its eyes narrowed as a scowl formed on his face. Its eyes almost lit into flames the dark lines became even darker. The evil creature born from an innocent priestess should never had come to exist in this realm.
It whipped its foot upwards kicking one townsman in the face knocking him into the ground then setting the streets into a brawl, all of them against one demon. The demon spun around punching and kicking like the best master of bushido this country could ever have had. Men were knocked around as the local town guard was brought in.
Samurai all saw the demon with about twenty unconscious or injured townsfolk laying at his feet. They saw its tail swaying around its back as its arms crossed arrogantly and his finger raised motioning for them to just bring it. It sent them all swinging but the demon ducked and low kicked the front row. It did a backwards flip as the second group tried to surround it but when trying to attack from both sides both only collided as the demon jumped into the air and brought its feet down on there heads.
They listened as it laughed enjoying this fight with an enthusiastic laugh and chuckle. They tried to swing and decapitate it, maim or even knick the demon but it only moved out of the way easily smirking the entire time. They backed the demon into an alleyway thinking they had it on the ropes it scaled the side of the building like a cat climbing a tree and ran over the houses waking the entire village from its sleep as it purposely stomped on each one.
He enjoyed it though as he loved stirring up a ruckus in the town he jumped off from the roofs and knocked on the door of a human. The door opened up as the woman who had gotten the door shrieked in fright as the demon stepped inside. The husband ran at the demon but was only sent through his door as it tripped his foot.
Of course he had no real interest in the female he saw the food and went for it as the things children came inside where he was and shrieked making him cover his ears but kept eating. He only broke through the roof and began another run across the village which should of been a small city. He continued on but grabbed a torch off the side of one house and using his arm launched it as far as he could over the houses until he saw one catch fire. It was one of the bigger buildings but it was the towns school. But he never cared he loved making this place suffer whether it be fire, injuries, stealing and much more he wanted to get them back.
He laughed evilly as everyone shuddered from the deep laugh that echoed across the roofs. Waking those with a fright, the demon's voice was one that no one ever forgot. The chase after him stopped as the entire village went to put out the flames that he had started. He stood from his building arrogantly as one foot stood propped up on the roof as he smirked. His arms crossed as his eyes watching with delight as it burned.
" Damn that demon! I think he's starting to show his true nature!" One of the townsfolk yelled angrily as they began to douse the flames on the school which had rebuilt twice thanks to the demon's need to light the town on fire.
" We'll get rid of him one of these days we just have to wait and be patient, we have to keep strong or we will let him know that we are week letting him run amok." Another said as the buckets were passed in a chain of line allowing them to be throw onto the flames that began to sputter.
" That day better be soon, I can't take dealing with that freak for much longer! I mean he does nothing but torment us all, its not like we really did anything to him!" A few nods and mumbled yeses were heard but they all heard the demon's low angry growl as he was no longer perched up on the roof but right on the edge looking down at them all.
It snarled and growled dropping down on all fours like a rapid wolf. Its mouth opened in a vicious snarl but a dozen arrows were fired at him, he dived out of the way growling and snarling as the towns samurai began to rain arrows down at him. They all watched as the demon ran off into the darkening night. But the fierce look of anger and rage on its face was nothing no one could understand. It seemed to know what they were saying and was angry almost, but they knew the demon understood no language. Spoke nothing they all brushed the thought away from their minds and went back to work.
He ran across the rooftops furious but jumped back into the safety of his tree's along the forest's edge. His eyes looked watching the flames be put out and his fun ended but he was still angry. He would make them all pay for speaking like that! He snorted and jumped from the trees and vanished into the darkness that night to rest.
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This is a little short buts I had to set the story up.
Beyond The Forest
Chapter 1: Beyond What I See
F.Y.I ( For your information): Goku looks like a super-sayjin 4 and isn't going to be called Goku for awhile being that people consider him a demon. And the time and place would be similar to Inuyasha but has nothing to do with Inuyasha at all.
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There was no one for him, he had been alone all this time. People never wanted too look at him, cursing his looks and appearance. The spawn of the devil, a demon! That's all they ever called him. He never knew his father, never knew his mother. All he knew is one day being tossed out into the woods and chased until he out ran them all. He could see the pyres of fire from there torches, the sticks and swords they brought to kill him. Being chased like a wild animal into the woods, he was barely old enough to walk but he had no choice to flee that night. Deep into the woods he fled hiding only in the safety of the trees, he knew nothing except his instincts which raised him from that day.
Whenever before he came close to the town he was run off being called every known curse and demon spawn, or word of evil known to humans. But it no longer bothered him he had grown used to there constant taunting as they tried hunting and luring him though he wasn't stupid. From the night he saw fire and metal in there hands he steered away only throwing rocks and sticks down at those who tried to kill him.
He could always steal what he wanted from the village without anyone complaining these days though. He had been able to run around without being spotted or heard in three full season changes. Three seasons of cold, or warmth, and fall. Not a word had been said about him in so long, tonight he wanted to bring back the fear. He wanted to have fun tonight!
The two golden orbs looked from the tree down upon the village, the night always concealed him well. He grinned as the smell of fresh food filled his nose. He dropped down the twenty feet like it was nothing, from the top of the tree to the base. His tail swung lazily around his back the cool night breeze perfect. He ran down the street openly avoiding the light, he moved through the alley's and dark spots where the candles outside of the shops had blown out.
His feet left only a light patter like a bugs wings flying around as he went to find a late night snack. These buildings seemed so small and confined like every night as he jumped over one house and into the next street his pace never slowing as the night always kept him hidden. He slowed down as the smell of freshly baking food came to fill his nose. His teeth peeled back into a evil grin as his long white teeth glistened in the moonlight. His red fur went on edge as his senses felt someone coming. He dove back into an alley and out of the light as a human walked opened up its door and came outside.
He watched as the human dumped its garbage into a large whicker basket then closed the door. He only remerged from his little hidden location and followed the smell of freshly cooked food. He crept around the corner and let his head peak over the window and he saw the smell of fresh bread. The baker must of been working late that night as he crept into the little slot sensing nothing around him he moved quickly grabbing the newly baked bread and some other grains that he liked. Then leaving the same way he came out the window. He immediately dove into his food eating it fast so he would only have to carry it in his stomach.
Though he ate wildly his actions did not go unnoticed as the baker found his missing goods and the loud rough noises of an animal outside his window. He grabbed a nearby stick which he placed at his door to give the little animal a beating or chase it off. He opened up the door and there underneath his window was the little devil spawn himself! " Ahhh monster! He's back!" The baker yelled waking the entire block. Men rushed outside grabbing clubs and knives all alike and running into the street where the little demon still ate. Most were dressed in a robe or a pair or boxers. The middle of the night was not a fashion show but it was still a little strange.
" I thought we told you last time! Your supposed to never come out into the city again you little devil spawn!" The baker yelled bringing down the stick on the demon's head. It snapped like a twig, the food fell from its mouth as it growled making everyone take a step back. The watched as the two golden orbs looked around and then the little demon became a big one! It stood up on its legs giving it a much larger look.
Every gasped and took a step back as it had been awhile since they had seen the demon, a few years had passed since he had been seen and now he wasn't just a little weak demon anymore. He was a head taller then them all, the once light red fur had darkened into an almost blood color. The lines around his eyes had changed. Its tail snapped behind him like a whip in the night letting echo. But his face peeled back into a wicked smile as its long white incisors came into view.
" So.... its a little bigger there's still at least twenty of us!" One foolishly brave human said raising its club and swung it at the demon's head. Its forearm moved blocking it as if it were a branch in his way. Its grin spread wickedly as its foot kicked his stomach sending him crashing back into the others.
Then they all heard it laugh. It never spoke but it could laugh, growl, chuckle, and snicker. Some weren't even sure if it could speak but no one ever wanted to know what a spawn of the devil could actually use its voice for. The glowing orbs in its eyes narrowed as a scowl formed on his face. Its eyes almost lit into flames the dark lines became even darker. The evil creature born from an innocent priestess should never had come to exist in this realm.
It whipped its foot upwards kicking one townsman in the face knocking him into the ground then setting the streets into a brawl, all of them against one demon. The demon spun around punching and kicking like the best master of bushido this country could ever have had. Men were knocked around as the local town guard was brought in.
Samurai all saw the demon with about twenty unconscious or injured townsfolk laying at his feet. They saw its tail swaying around its back as its arms crossed arrogantly and his finger raised motioning for them to just bring it. It sent them all swinging but the demon ducked and low kicked the front row. It did a backwards flip as the second group tried to surround it but when trying to attack from both sides both only collided as the demon jumped into the air and brought its feet down on there heads.
They listened as it laughed enjoying this fight with an enthusiastic laugh and chuckle. They tried to swing and decapitate it, maim or even knick the demon but it only moved out of the way easily smirking the entire time. They backed the demon into an alleyway thinking they had it on the ropes it scaled the side of the building like a cat climbing a tree and ran over the houses waking the entire village from its sleep as it purposely stomped on each one.
He enjoyed it though as he loved stirring up a ruckus in the town he jumped off from the roofs and knocked on the door of a human. The door opened up as the woman who had gotten the door shrieked in fright as the demon stepped inside. The husband ran at the demon but was only sent through his door as it tripped his foot.
Of course he had no real interest in the female he saw the food and went for it as the things children came inside where he was and shrieked making him cover his ears but kept eating. He only broke through the roof and began another run across the village which should of been a small city. He continued on but grabbed a torch off the side of one house and using his arm launched it as far as he could over the houses until he saw one catch fire. It was one of the bigger buildings but it was the towns school. But he never cared he loved making this place suffer whether it be fire, injuries, stealing and much more he wanted to get them back.
He laughed evilly as everyone shuddered from the deep laugh that echoed across the roofs. Waking those with a fright, the demon's voice was one that no one ever forgot. The chase after him stopped as the entire village went to put out the flames that he had started. He stood from his building arrogantly as one foot stood propped up on the roof as he smirked. His arms crossed as his eyes watching with delight as it burned.
" Damn that demon! I think he's starting to show his true nature!" One of the townsfolk yelled angrily as they began to douse the flames on the school which had rebuilt twice thanks to the demon's need to light the town on fire.
" We'll get rid of him one of these days we just have to wait and be patient, we have to keep strong or we will let him know that we are week letting him run amok." Another said as the buckets were passed in a chain of line allowing them to be throw onto the flames that began to sputter.
" That day better be soon, I can't take dealing with that freak for much longer! I mean he does nothing but torment us all, its not like we really did anything to him!" A few nods and mumbled yeses were heard but they all heard the demon's low angry growl as he was no longer perched up on the roof but right on the edge looking down at them all.
It snarled and growled dropping down on all fours like a rapid wolf. Its mouth opened in a vicious snarl but a dozen arrows were fired at him, he dived out of the way growling and snarling as the towns samurai began to rain arrows down at him. They all watched as the demon ran off into the darkening night. But the fierce look of anger and rage on its face was nothing no one could understand. It seemed to know what they were saying and was angry almost, but they knew the demon understood no language. Spoke nothing they all brushed the thought away from their minds and went back to work.
He ran across the rooftops furious but jumped back into the safety of his tree's along the forest's edge. His eyes looked watching the flames be put out and his fun ended but he was still angry. He would make them all pay for speaking like that! He snorted and jumped from the trees and vanished into the darkness that night to rest.
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This is a little short buts I had to set the story up.