Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bitter Harvest ❯ The Unknown ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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The Unknown.

By WeaverOfDreams



" We bring you live from the fighter announcement for the 28th Tenkaichi Budoukai. We have a lot of new talent for the next tournament which will be taking place in two years. There are a few fighters that you've seen already but the new blood is ready to give them a go for their money. And of course, our beloved Mr. Satan will be fighting in this tournament."The announcer said, the crowd giving a loud roar.

The place was filled to capacity, most of them wanting a glimpse of the famous Mr. Satan. Trunks rolled his eyes and looked over to his father. Vegeta stood there with the same unimpressed look as the rest of them. They all knew who these people really wanted to see. Trunks shook his head, his hands coming down to tighten the sash around his waist, He was dressed in a dark blue gi, the orange sash fitting perfectly around his trim waist. It was basically a larger version of the uniform he wore when he became junior champ. Reaching up he brushed a short strand of lavender hair out of his blue eyes, getting used to the cut again. He had let his hair grow when he was training with his father. His mother insisted on cutting it, again.

"You'd think he was some sort of hero." Trunks muttered, everyone around him knew that Mr. Satan was no hero. His father gave a disgusted grunt beside him, his arms folded as they normally were. He wore what he always wore to battle, that dark blue suit that hugged his body and gave no handholds. His hands were gloved and on his feet were the classic sayjin footwear.

"Sheep follow who they perceive as their leader, boy. It's just that idiot's luck that they think of him as their Shepard." Vegeta said, his foot tapping, a touch frustrated in having to wait. Beside him was his mother , Bulma. She placed a hand on Vegeta's arm and patted it softly. That seemed to calm the prince down somewhat.

"Now, Vegeta, don't be jealous just because you don't have this adoration." She said, a cheeky grin on her lips. Vegeta gave a growl and turned his head sharply to look at his mate and now wife. They had been married only for a few months, he finally bowing to her wishes. It had been a very simple ceremony on order of the groom. Only family and close friends, mostly Bulma's. Vegeta had even dressed up, not so much in a tux but a black suit with a dark blue shirt under it. He looked classy but then he usually did.

"Woman, I am not jealous of that pompous ass. When have I ever wanted the adoration of mindless people?" Vegeta groused, scowling a bit more, his black eyes taking in the view of his mate. He looked slightly angered but his eyes were anything but. He hardly ever looked at Bulma with anger and if he did, it was momentary.

Bulma gave a slight sigh and just patted Vegeta on the arm again. She then left his side and went over to Trunks. Trunks could see that his mother gave him a once over, ever critical of the look of her only child. She reached up and brushed away a few strands of lavender hair and then pronounced him fit for viewing. Trunks blushed slightly, hearing snickers from Goten, Gohan, Videl ,Krillin, Goku , Pan and of all people, Buu. He cast them a glare that would have made his father proud and they all stopped. Goten still grinned and went over to him, punching him in the shoulder. Trunks winced inwardly. To other's , it might just look like a tap, but if Goten had done that to anyone else, he would and broken their arm.

"Ya know, I might just beat you this time around, Trunks."Goten said, the Son charm and general goofiness coming through in his grin. Trunks sighed. He knew he was only a year or so older then Goten, but he knew he was the more mature of the duo. Goten still acted like a kid. Sure, they were still technically teenagers, but sometimes you had to act your age. Still, Trunks was adult enough for both of them.

Several officials brought out the name board and the announcer went up towards it. The crowd roared again and then everyone's attention was on the announcer. The tournament priest made his way up to the board as well, his hands hovering over the names still hid by pieces of paper. The Announcer called for everyone's attention.

"Alright folks, this is what you've been waiting for. Thanks for coming to the Naming Event. Now, we'll see who's competing in the 28th Tenkaichi Budoukai. After the competitors have been named, then we'll have a special photo op with the man himself, Mr.Satan."The crowd gave another thunderous roar. All the fighters winced at it. Sometimes these people could be way too loud.

"Alright here we go." The Announcer said as the priest pulled the first name. "First we have The Great Mr. Satan."There was a huge roar. Gohan rolled his eyes. " And next we have Kirano, third, Captain Chicken, fourth, I like Men?" The Announcer looked kind of stupefied as he looked over to the leatherman." oookay, moving on... fifth is Krillin, sixth Son Goten, seventh, Son Pan, eighth, Nokku, ninth, Mr. Buu, tenth, the Great Saiyaman, eleventh, Trunks Briefs, twelfth, Vegeta, thirteenth, Uubu, Fourteenth , Moukeko and finally, Son Goku. There you have it, ladies and...."the announcer paused as one of the priests came up to him with a slip of paper." hold on folks, I've been given a last minute entry."

A rumble went through the crowd as Trunks looked to his mother and Goten. They shrugged their shoulders. It wasn't unusual for a fighter to throw their hat in the ring at the last minute but this was cutting it close. They all looked around to see if there were any other fighters down in the main area. The Announcer then cleared his throat.

"Our newest competitor is Redd." The Announcer said and then scanned the field of fighters." would Redd come into view so that the crowd could get a look at you?"

There was a long pause and then everybody turned to the back door where the sound of light footsteps were heard. Everyone waited in anticipation till the figure came into view. A hand grasped the edge of the doorway. Everyone let out a gasp. There in the doorway stood a woman, dressed in a aqua blue body suit. She stood there, eyes gazing about the crowd and then over the fighters gathered. The most eye catching thing was her hair. It was long and bright red , almost the color of blood. To counter the color, her eyes were a dazzling bright green. She wore her hair back in a long ponytail. The body suit she wore showed off every curve and line, leaving no handholds. A soft grin curled on her unadorned lips. She made her way out of the doorway and walked past Trunks and the others to the front of the field. Trunks eyes followed her. This woman was stunning.

"Keep your eyes in their sockets , Brat."Vegeta warned, his voice gruff and foreboding. "Keep this up, and if you meet that woman in a match, all she'd have to do was bat an eyelash and you'd volunteer to jump out of the ring."

Bulma smacked Vegeta on the arm and then brought back her stung hand, waving it about. The Prince looked at his mate sideways and smirked, grasping her hand in his and rubbing her palm with his thumb. Trunks stood there in shock. His father never showed public displays of affection. The other's noticed that too and were staring. Vegeta caught them and growled. They all looked away. Trunks returned his attention to the red haired woman. She stood now before the announcer and requested the microphone.

The announcer gave her the mic and took a step back. She turned and faced the fighters." I am Redd and believe me when I say, I will win this tournament." A loud gasp came through the arena. People started to whisper, some in speculation, some in indignation, who was she to say she would beat the mighty Mr.Satan?

With a smirk , she handed the mic back to the announcer and then walked back to the waiting area, passing Trunks on the way. She stopped by him and then turned to look at him, her bright green eyes gazing over him, taking in his features. Trunks felt the urge the squirm under such scrutiny. That smirk appeared on her lips again, a cocky , knowing smirk.

"You look like a strong boy, it'll be fun beating you."She said and then turned walking back to the waiting area, hips swinging, hair swishing behind her.

Trunks stood there stunned. Did she just challenge him? A loud laugh behind him broke him from his daze as did the slap on the back. Goten hung onto his shoulder and could barely contain the giggles.

"Dude, I think she likes you." He said, erupting in laughs again. Trunks was less then impressed. His eyes were still glued to were she had disappeared. Did he know her? Did she have something against him? If so why?

"Kakarott, control your misbegotten brat." Vegeta said and then made his way over to his son as Goku grabbed Goten and pulled him aside, a grin on his mouth too, barely able not to join in with his son.

Standing beside Trunks, Vegeta looked to were that woman disappeared to. He looked over to his son and smirked. That woman just might make a man out of him. He shrugged slightly.

"She's not nearly as strong as you, you'll beat her easily." He said, a touch of pride and arrogance at his son's abilities shining in his voice." but don't be too overconfident, she maybe able to hide her ki as well. But , she's only human anyway, no match for your blood."

Trunks nodded, eyes transfixed still on the darkness. Something bugged him, it was a gut feeling, that something wasn't right with this picture. Who was this woman? Sighing, he turned back to his friends and family and made his way over to the still giggling Goten. Smirking, he drew his hand back and punched Goten square in the shoulder. Goten, toppled over, not prepared for the attack.. Grinning, Trunks made his way out of the arena, a scowling Goten behind him.

"That's for being an idiot, Goten."He said on his way, his thoughts still centered around that unknown woman.

To be continued....



Short chapter, don't know if it was written good or not. In a touch of a rut this week, ah, well, can only go up from here. Also, I've yet to see that last episodes of The Buu Saga so it's partly Au and OOC. don't hurt me.~ meeps~