Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Victory : Legends Never Die ❯ VI ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Faia Saiyajin 
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Occult / Martial Arts / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.25.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 193 | Status: Completed
Chapter VI
Kaeru lay in one of the beds in the main building, still unconcious. Trunks stood in the doorway, chewing his thumbnail. This was an odd turn of events. First she turns out to be a Saiyajin, and now she has fangs? She was a vampire? How was that possible? She was standing in the sunlight! Weren't vampires destroyed by it? Gokou came down the hallway.
"Is she awake yet?" He asked, with childish curiousity. Peering over Trunks' shoulder, he looked at the incapacitated woman. Chi-Chi came up behind him, followed by Buruma. Moments after she had fainted, Chi-Chi and Buruma had arrived, and tended to Kaeru. "Oop. Hiya, Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi had given stern instructions to the others to not bother her, and naturally, had caught her husband in the act. Before she could yell at him, Gokou stepped backwards several times, before practically turning and running. Trunks chuckled a little. Gokou was a powerful, powerful man. Ironic that he was held in check by his wife. Buruma patted him on his shoulder. "Mama?"
"Go-" Buruma's sentence was cut off, by a moan from Kaeru, who began to stir. The two women entered the room, Trunks remaining off to the side.
Kaeru sat up, a hand to her forehead. "Uhg.... Did anyone happen to get the plate number of that truck that hit me?"
Chi-Chi put a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering a glass of water. Trunks waited, for the refusal. Blood, to the best of his knowledge, was the only thing vampires could take. Yet Kaeru took the glass with a murmured thank you, and downed it in one gulp. That of course, blew Trunks' theory right out of the water.
"Take it easy." Buruma said, as the woman stood up.
"I'm fine, Ma'am." Kaeru grinned a little. "I'm more sturdy than I look." Wiping her hands on her thighs, she took a breath, looking over at Trunks. "Uhm.. oboy." Realizing that she had quite an explanation to give, she started towards him. "May as well get this over with..." she began, as Trunks gave her leeway into the hall.
Outside, the men waited, looking around at each other. They all snapped to attention as Kaeru made her entrance, Trunks and the girls following.
"Ah.. well.." she fumbled, not knowing how to start. Pushing a few strands of hair from her face, she turned her eyes skyward, gesturing with her hands, like she was trying to grab the words she needed out of the air.
Vejita scowled. Gokou blinked. Piccolo crossed his arms and waited.
"Yeah, what you're all thinking is true. I am a Saiyajin. I am a vampire. But there's more to the story."
"There always is.." Kuririn mumbled under his breath, fidgeting with his baseball cap.
"I was born years before the Saiyajin overthrew the Tsufuru-jin. I think it was the year 601 A.D. My parents were what you'd call a middle-class fighter pair. They were the first two to be sent into space, after the Saiyajin adapted the Tsufuru-jin technology. I was born in space." She looked at the ground, her tail twisting into curlyques behind her. "But there was a problem. The ship was sent kareening off-course by a meteor shower. "They.. we.. crashed. They were killed, but somehow... I lived. I..uh.. the ship landed on Namecksei, which explains.. my uh.. reaction.." she looked at Piccolo apologetically. "I was four years old, and taken in by a man named Gitah. He raised me, and we traveled to this planet when I was 12, where we lived alone, in a cave by the shore. The years passed, and I grew strong, under Gitah's watchful eye. More Nameckjin than Saiyajin, I learned many of the Nameckjin ways of life. Like the ability to go days without sleep, or live on anything more substantial than water."
Her eyes became glassy, and she stumbled over her words, having to restart her sentences a few times before she managed to calm herself. "But it was my Saiyajin nature that got me into my predicament. The day of my 18th birthday, Gitah banished me from the cave, saying that this was the day he would die."
"It was a warm sunny day, and I awoke at dawn, like everyday, for the past 14 years. Now, Gitah wasn't what I called an... affectionate... person. I'd never really celebrated my birthday before. But today, today was different.
" 'Good morning, Kaeru.' the stoic Nameckjin nodded. 'And happy birthday.'
'Thank you, Sensei.' she blushed, as she stood, flexing her sore muscles. For the past three days, she and her teacher had endured a relentless meditation session, not stopping to eat, drink, or sleep. Lifting the water gourd to her lips, Kaeru drank the entire bottle, ignoring the dribble of water that escaped the corners of her lips. Gitah was acting strangely. Any other day, they would have been outside training on the sand. '...Sensei?'
'You must know what today is, Kaeru.' the alien began, looking around the cave, like he was looking for something.
'It's my birthday. ...so?'
'You are 18 years old, Kaeru. And that means that you are an adult.'
'...oh...'
'Yes. And that means that it is time for you to leave.' Gitah's words were forced, and there was no sense of meaning to them.
'....what?!' To the young Saiyajin orphan, Gitah was not just her trainer. He was her father. 'Leave...?! What are you talking about, Sensei?'
The tall man stood over her, putting his hands on her shoulders. Any other time, Gitah's hands were as powerful as a vice, or as hard as stone. Now they were limp and lifeless. 'Today we part ways, Kaeru.'
'...why...?'
'...' he sighed, unable to say a thing.
'Tell me why I must leave! If this is the way it is done, then fine. I will leave. But if there's something the matter, or that I have dissapointed you in some way...'
'No!' He said suddenly, shaking Kaeru. 'Don't you ever think that! You have surpassed even my wildest dreams, being more powerful than I thought you could be. In no way, shape, or form, have you dissapointed me.'
'Then... why?' Kaeru nearly cried, clutching at Gitah's dark blue gi.
'Because, my child...' he spoke, the gutteral Nameckjin the pair spoke in becoming lighter, more delicate, as Gitah strove to comfort the distressed woman. 'Because today ...I will die.'
The attempt at comfort failed miserably. Kaeru went rigid, her eyes wide, like an alarmed animal. 'What?!'
'Yes... I have forseen it, Kaeru. And my visions have shown me that this will be the day.'
'...but... but...' Were she a lesser fighter, she would have doubled over in pain. It felt like someone had kicked her in the guts.
'Kaeru, I will be murdered. And if you stay here, you will be subjected to the same fate.'
Kaeru was dumbfounded. 'But you'll LET this happen? Sensei, don't tell me that you'll just be led to your death like an animal to slaughter!'
Gitah smiled a little, raising one of his browridges. 'Rest assured, my child. Whoever enters this cave will not leave unscathed.' He chuckled.
Surprisingly, the young woman found an odd sort of comfort in those words. 'All right, Sensei. If ...if this is... then.. I will leave.' Her dark eyes were hooded, and she looked to the dirt floor.
In a rare display of emotion, Gitah suddenly embraced the Saiyajin, holding her tightly. 'Fourteen years have gone by, since that day when I found you. Now you are no longer in need of my care or training. You are strong. You will survive without me, Kaeru. I know you will. It is time for you to fly, my child. Your wings have grown, and it is time for you to leave here, and seek out your place in the world. To keep you here would be selfish. You know that as well as I do. So please, Kaeru. This one last time, obey me. Obey me like you did when you were a child. I want you to leave. Now. Go, and never come back.'
Kaeru buried her face in his collarbones, her jaw clenched. She wanted to cry, to sob and wail like she did when she had discovered her dead parents. But it would be dishonorable to act in such a way. 'As you wish, Sensei.'
'Good girl.' he said, extricating himself from her iron grip. Unkowningly, Kaeru had wrapped her arms around the Nameckjin. If she would have held him any tighter, she would have snapped his spine.
'I'll never forget you, ...father.' she murmured, blinking away an unwanted tear.
'And I you, my child.' Gitah said quietly, his lips brushing against her forehead. 'Goodbye.'
So it was. Kaeru left the cave, and Gitah passed his last moments alive meditating. His adopted daughter looked back only once. Her last memory of the Nameckjin was of the warrior, hovering near the roof of their home, his face a mask of stone. Save for the tears that coursed down his face.
Yet she could not bear to leave. Lingering in the small forest behind the cave, she waited. Waited to see who would be the one to kill him.
The day turned to night, the new moon providing little light for her to see by. Only by luck, was she able to see the intruder steal into her home. Following him, she watched in horror, as the man leapt, wrapping his arms around Gitah, who hadn't moved since the morning.
Unable, or perhaps unwilling, to defend, Gitah stared at his killer. Kaeru watched, open-mouthed, as the attacker's head shot forward, like a snake. Latching onto Gitah's neck, that's when Kaeru snapped back to reality.
'Sensei! NO!!!' The Saiyajin woman went forward, beating ruthlessly at the man who was draining the life from his prey. Her fists fell on what seemed to be a statue, until the vampire released Gitah, who dropped to the ground. Swinging his arm, he knocked Kaeru back, who slammed into the wall of the cave, her head snapping back against the rock. Stars exploded in her vision, and all went black.
After what seemed like hours, Kaeru came to, a horrible taste in her mouth, and a tremendous ache in her body. The vampire was above her, his chin stained with the blood of a Nameckjin and a Saiyajin. Kaeru winced at the sight.
'...bastard...' she growled, feeling as week as a newborn infant.
'Poor thing... you're dying.' he hissed.
'No....!' Gitah wanted her to live. 'I can't... die... Won't... die...'
'What would you have me do..?' the strange man asked, his only remaining teeth a pair of fangs. But Kaeru had slipped into unconciousness again.
Another few hours passed, when she awoke, feeling like she was in a haze. At first, she thought she was dead. 'No... this hurts to much for me to be dead.'
Gitah wasn't dead either. He was desperately clinging to life, but his time was running out. 'Kae...Kaeru...'
'Sensei!' she cried. Unable to stand fully, she crawled to him madly.
'Told you... to go.. go away...'
'Forgive me, Sensei, I couldn't leave. I failed you...'
'No.. never. You never, ever, failed me.' his words were forced, his breathing labored. 'But.. but now you... one of... them...'
Her hands went to her mouth. She felt the fangs starting to grow. 'No! NO!!!' Gitah waited patiently, while she vented her frustrations. 'Sensei... Sensei I'm so sorry...'
'It's all right, Kaeru. You are alive. That's all that matters. Live, and grow strong. Find your purpose...'
'Yes, Sensei. I will.' she whimpered, tears welling in her eyes.
'Kaeru... my pale daughter...' He struggled to keep his eyes open, reaching for her. Grasping his hand, Kaeru put it to her cheek, tears slipping from her close eyelids. 'L-Live....'
Unable to follow his own orders, Gitah's eyes rolled white, and he was gone."
Kaeru lay in one of the beds in the main building, still unconcious. Trunks stood in the doorway, chewing his thumbnail. This was an odd turn of events. First she turns out to be a Saiyajin, and now she has fangs? She was a vampire? How was that possible? She was standing in the sunlight! Weren't vampires destroyed by it? Gokou came down the hallway.
"Is she awake yet?" He asked, with childish curiousity. Peering over Trunks' shoulder, he looked at the incapacitated woman. Chi-Chi came up behind him, followed by Buruma. Moments after she had fainted, Chi-Chi and Buruma had arrived, and tended to Kaeru. "Oop. Hiya, Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi had given stern instructions to the others to not bother her, and naturally, had caught her husband in the act. Before she could yell at him, Gokou stepped backwards several times, before practically turning and running. Trunks chuckled a little. Gokou was a powerful, powerful man. Ironic that he was held in check by his wife. Buruma patted him on his shoulder. "Mama?"
"Go-" Buruma's sentence was cut off, by a moan from Kaeru, who began to stir. The two women entered the room, Trunks remaining off to the side.
Kaeru sat up, a hand to her forehead. "Uhg.... Did anyone happen to get the plate number of that truck that hit me?"
Chi-Chi put a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering a glass of water. Trunks waited, for the refusal. Blood, to the best of his knowledge, was the only thing vampires could take. Yet Kaeru took the glass with a murmured thank you, and downed it in one gulp. That of course, blew Trunks' theory right out of the water.
"Take it easy." Buruma said, as the woman stood up.
"I'm fine, Ma'am." Kaeru grinned a little. "I'm more sturdy than I look." Wiping her hands on her thighs, she took a breath, looking over at Trunks. "Uhm.. oboy." Realizing that she had quite an explanation to give, she started towards him. "May as well get this over with..." she began, as Trunks gave her leeway into the hall.
Outside, the men waited, looking around at each other. They all snapped to attention as Kaeru made her entrance, Trunks and the girls following.
"Ah.. well.." she fumbled, not knowing how to start. Pushing a few strands of hair from her face, she turned her eyes skyward, gesturing with her hands, like she was trying to grab the words she needed out of the air.
Vejita scowled. Gokou blinked. Piccolo crossed his arms and waited.
"Yeah, what you're all thinking is true. I am a Saiyajin. I am a vampire. But there's more to the story."
"There always is.." Kuririn mumbled under his breath, fidgeting with his baseball cap.
"I was born years before the Saiyajin overthrew the Tsufuru-jin. I think it was the year 601 A.D. My parents were what you'd call a middle-class fighter pair. They were the first two to be sent into space, after the Saiyajin adapted the Tsufuru-jin technology. I was born in space." She looked at the ground, her tail twisting into curlyques behind her. "But there was a problem. The ship was sent kareening off-course by a meteor shower. "They.. we.. crashed. They were killed, but somehow... I lived. I..uh.. the ship landed on Namecksei, which explains.. my uh.. reaction.." she looked at Piccolo apologetically. "I was four years old, and taken in by a man named Gitah. He raised me, and we traveled to this planet when I was 12, where we lived alone, in a cave by the shore. The years passed, and I grew strong, under Gitah's watchful eye. More Nameckjin than Saiyajin, I learned many of the Nameckjin ways of life. Like the ability to go days without sleep, or live on anything more substantial than water."
Her eyes became glassy, and she stumbled over her words, having to restart her sentences a few times before she managed to calm herself. "But it was my Saiyajin nature that got me into my predicament. The day of my 18th birthday, Gitah banished me from the cave, saying that this was the day he would die."
"It was a warm sunny day, and I awoke at dawn, like everyday, for the past 14 years. Now, Gitah wasn't what I called an... affectionate... person. I'd never really celebrated my birthday before. But today, today was different.
" 'Good morning, Kaeru.' the stoic Nameckjin nodded. 'And happy birthday.'
'Thank you, Sensei.' she blushed, as she stood, flexing her sore muscles. For the past three days, she and her teacher had endured a relentless meditation session, not stopping to eat, drink, or sleep. Lifting the water gourd to her lips, Kaeru drank the entire bottle, ignoring the dribble of water that escaped the corners of her lips. Gitah was acting strangely. Any other day, they would have been outside training on the sand. '...Sensei?'
'You must know what today is, Kaeru.' the alien began, looking around the cave, like he was looking for something.
'It's my birthday. ...so?'
'You are 18 years old, Kaeru. And that means that you are an adult.'
'...oh...'
'Yes. And that means that it is time for you to leave.' Gitah's words were forced, and there was no sense of meaning to them.
'....what?!' To the young Saiyajin orphan, Gitah was not just her trainer. He was her father. 'Leave...?! What are you talking about, Sensei?'
The tall man stood over her, putting his hands on her shoulders. Any other time, Gitah's hands were as powerful as a vice, or as hard as stone. Now they were limp and lifeless. 'Today we part ways, Kaeru.'
'...why...?'
'...' he sighed, unable to say a thing.
'Tell me why I must leave! If this is the way it is done, then fine. I will leave. But if there's something the matter, or that I have dissapointed you in some way...'
'No!' He said suddenly, shaking Kaeru. 'Don't you ever think that! You have surpassed even my wildest dreams, being more powerful than I thought you could be. In no way, shape, or form, have you dissapointed me.'
'Then... why?' Kaeru nearly cried, clutching at Gitah's dark blue gi.
'Because, my child...' he spoke, the gutteral Nameckjin the pair spoke in becoming lighter, more delicate, as Gitah strove to comfort the distressed woman. 'Because today ...I will die.'
The attempt at comfort failed miserably. Kaeru went rigid, her eyes wide, like an alarmed animal. 'What?!'
'Yes... I have forseen it, Kaeru. And my visions have shown me that this will be the day.'
'...but... but...' Were she a lesser fighter, she would have doubled over in pain. It felt like someone had kicked her in the guts.
'Kaeru, I will be murdered. And if you stay here, you will be subjected to the same fate.'
Kaeru was dumbfounded. 'But you'll LET this happen? Sensei, don't tell me that you'll just be led to your death like an animal to slaughter!'
Gitah smiled a little, raising one of his browridges. 'Rest assured, my child. Whoever enters this cave will not leave unscathed.' He chuckled.
Surprisingly, the young woman found an odd sort of comfort in those words. 'All right, Sensei. If ...if this is... then.. I will leave.' Her dark eyes were hooded, and she looked to the dirt floor.
In a rare display of emotion, Gitah suddenly embraced the Saiyajin, holding her tightly. 'Fourteen years have gone by, since that day when I found you. Now you are no longer in need of my care or training. You are strong. You will survive without me, Kaeru. I know you will. It is time for you to fly, my child. Your wings have grown, and it is time for you to leave here, and seek out your place in the world. To keep you here would be selfish. You know that as well as I do. So please, Kaeru. This one last time, obey me. Obey me like you did when you were a child. I want you to leave. Now. Go, and never come back.'
Kaeru buried her face in his collarbones, her jaw clenched. She wanted to cry, to sob and wail like she did when she had discovered her dead parents. But it would be dishonorable to act in such a way. 'As you wish, Sensei.'
'Good girl.' he said, extricating himself from her iron grip. Unkowningly, Kaeru had wrapped her arms around the Nameckjin. If she would have held him any tighter, she would have snapped his spine.
'I'll never forget you, ...father.' she murmured, blinking away an unwanted tear.
'And I you, my child.' Gitah said quietly, his lips brushing against her forehead. 'Goodbye.'
So it was. Kaeru left the cave, and Gitah passed his last moments alive meditating. His adopted daughter looked back only once. Her last memory of the Nameckjin was of the warrior, hovering near the roof of their home, his face a mask of stone. Save for the tears that coursed down his face.
Yet she could not bear to leave. Lingering in the small forest behind the cave, she waited. Waited to see who would be the one to kill him.
The day turned to night, the new moon providing little light for her to see by. Only by luck, was she able to see the intruder steal into her home. Following him, she watched in horror, as the man leapt, wrapping his arms around Gitah, who hadn't moved since the morning.
Unable, or perhaps unwilling, to defend, Gitah stared at his killer. Kaeru watched, open-mouthed, as the attacker's head shot forward, like a snake. Latching onto Gitah's neck, that's when Kaeru snapped back to reality.
'Sensei! NO!!!' The Saiyajin woman went forward, beating ruthlessly at the man who was draining the life from his prey. Her fists fell on what seemed to be a statue, until the vampire released Gitah, who dropped to the ground. Swinging his arm, he knocked Kaeru back, who slammed into the wall of the cave, her head snapping back against the rock. Stars exploded in her vision, and all went black.
After what seemed like hours, Kaeru came to, a horrible taste in her mouth, and a tremendous ache in her body. The vampire was above her, his chin stained with the blood of a Nameckjin and a Saiyajin. Kaeru winced at the sight.
'...bastard...' she growled, feeling as week as a newborn infant.
'Poor thing... you're dying.' he hissed.
'No....!' Gitah wanted her to live. 'I can't... die... Won't... die...'
'What would you have me do..?' the strange man asked, his only remaining teeth a pair of fangs. But Kaeru had slipped into unconciousness again.
Another few hours passed, when she awoke, feeling like she was in a haze. At first, she thought she was dead. 'No... this hurts to much for me to be dead.'
Gitah wasn't dead either. He was desperately clinging to life, but his time was running out. 'Kae...Kaeru...'
'Sensei!' she cried. Unable to stand fully, she crawled to him madly.
'Told you... to go.. go away...'
'Forgive me, Sensei, I couldn't leave. I failed you...'
'No.. never. You never, ever, failed me.' his words were forced, his breathing labored. 'But.. but now you... one of... them...'
Her hands went to her mouth. She felt the fangs starting to grow. 'No! NO!!!' Gitah waited patiently, while she vented her frustrations. 'Sensei... Sensei I'm so sorry...'
'It's all right, Kaeru. You are alive. That's all that matters. Live, and grow strong. Find your purpose...'
'Yes, Sensei. I will.' she whimpered, tears welling in her eyes.
'Kaeru... my pale daughter...' He struggled to keep his eyes open, reaching for her. Grasping his hand, Kaeru put it to her cheek, tears slipping from her close eyelids. 'L-Live....'
Unable to follow his own orders, Gitah's eyes rolled white, and he was gone."