Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Legends: Silver Saiyan Queen ❯ History Lessons ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: MysticRose 
Sarrow tells his tale and learns about the other's. And do I sense love in the air?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 383 | Status: Completed
Sarrow tells his tale and learns about the other's. And do I sense love in the air?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 383 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: ::Sarrow:: She told me to tell all of you that she doesn't own DB/Z/GT. She's too busy sulking at the moment, and looking for a shooting star to wish on. ~Shakes his head~ Humans. Who said I was human. What are you then? ~thinks about it~ Good question.~blinks~
Just for reference, I still need idea's for the bad-guy thing; and I'd still like to know what ya'll think of the story thus far, so that I'll know what I need to do to make the story enjoyable to you guys. And now with out further adieu, I give you Sarrow's "History Lesson".
History Lessons
Goten and Trunks were in the middle of an animated conversation, trying to cheer Pan up, when Goku, Gohan, and Sarrow popped in. Unfortunately for poor Goku, he appeared right behind Goten, who had ducked to avoid being hit by the buttery biscuit that Trunks had chucked at him in response to some rude remark. The biscuit, in turn, smacked Goku right in the mouth and stuck because he'd had it open to announce their arrival. There was a moment of silence, then everyone, save Goku, busted out laughing; Goku was too busy enjoying the biscuit.
When everyone had managed to calm down, Gohan sat Sarrow down in an empty seat and offered him some of the left over food. Bulma sent some robots out after more food, as Goku and their new guest dived into the left overs.
"So, who's this?" Vegeta asked, eyeing Sarrow as he stuffed his face.
Sarrow looked up and tried to swallow his food to answer, but Gohan answered for him.
"Guys, meet Sarrow. He's a Saiyan."
Sarrow swallowed his last bite of food, then smiled and waved.
"Sarrow, this is Vegeta; his son, Trunks; his wife, Bulma, she's human; my little brother, Goten; and my daughter, Pan," Gohan introduced, pointing to each one in turn.
"I think Pan's the one you're looking for, Sarrow," Goku piped up. "We all had a dream last night that she was a Super Saiyan, only in silver instead of gold; and all of us," he indicated the other Saiyans, "were in our Super Saiyan forms, bowing to her."
Sarrow nodded as he looked at her. ~She's BEAUTIFUL,~ he thought. He mentally shook himself, ~This is not the time for that, Sarrow.~ Another part of him argued though, ~There will be time later.~ Sarrow resisted the urge to smile. ~That's true.~
"Well!?" Vegeta cut into his thoughts. "Where did you come from? And how exactly do you seem to know what the hell is going on?" he asked sharply.
Sarrow blinked in surprise as he looked at Vegeta. Then he smiled, "Well, it's nice to know that some things never change."
"Excuse me?" Vegeta snapped.
"You normal Saiyan royals," he began with a smirk, "you all have horrible tempers and always want things right when you command for them."
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest characteristically, "Then I suggest you start telling what you know; I am not a normal Saiyan royal."
"But that's just it, your Majesty; I don't fall under your command. I'm under her's," he indicated Pan with a bow of his head. "By Super Saiyan Law; I'm under her command and rule."
Vegeta balked at him for a moment before turning angry. "What do you mean 'Super Saiyan Law'? Kakarot," he sneered, "was the first Super Saiyan in over a thousand years. How can you follow, or even know of, laws that existed that long ago, unless you were actually there?"
Sarrow grinned. "Exactly, your Highness."
Vegeta blinked. "You mean to tell me that you're over a thousand years old?"
"Technically, yes. Physically and mentally, no. I've been in stasis lock since before the end of the reign of the last Super Saiyan Queen. I'm 20.
"Queen Lezza was over 90 years old and was the last queen. None of her daughters, or granddaughters, had inherited the trait. I was the last Super Saiyan to have been born in that era. The Elders, of which only numbered 3 discounting Queen Lezza, had decided to put the youngest, willing, unmated male in the clan into stasis lock so that when the new era of Super Saiyans began, there would be someone to help them begin anew. To start a new 'Golden Era'." He rolled his eyes, "Typical of the Elders, they believed their rules were the only correct ones and that only their's could produce the 'perfect' Golden Era."
Sarrow allowed that to sink in for a moment. "Now I have a question. What happened to Vegeta-sei?"
Gohan told him the story of the Planet Trade and Frieza, and then went ahead and told Goku's story on up to the end of GT; so that there wouldn't be any questions or confusions later on. Sarrow had listened intently, even when Goku or Vegeta interrupted with their versions or when lunch was served and he ate. It was after two in the afternoon when the story finally ended.
"Wow," was his comment. "You all have lead rather impressive lives." They all nodded their heads at his remark.
"Oh, and Prince Vegeta, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself for not having been the first Super Saiyan. The Royal bloodline was not actually supposed to mix with Super Saiyan blood. I'm not sure exactly why. All I know is that the Super Saiyan trait is strictly genetic. Surprisingly enough, most of the first Super Saiyans, including the first Queen, came from third class. A few came from second, and I believe only 5 came from first and elite classes combined throughout the whole era. By the end of the era, most of the children born by our clan that did not become Super Saiyan, ended up as only second and third class. In fact, all of Queen Lezza's children were in third class."
"Interesting," was all Vegeta said.
Goku stood up from the table and stretched. "Well, this has been an interesting day," he smiled his Son grin. "I can't wait to tell Chichi."
"Speaking of wives," Gohan said as he stood up and stretched as well, "I had better get back to mine. I'm sure she's in need of a break since she's had the twins all day long."
Bulma smiled at him, "Oh, I'm sure it hasn't been that bad. I'll bet Chichi's over there right now spoiling those two rotten. By the way, how are Tempo and Medley?"
"They're doing just fine, Bulma. Growing like weeds and getting into everything."
She laughed, "That seems to be the norm for demi-Saiyans."
Sarrow blinked. "Just Demi's?" he asked. "I could've sworn all Saiyans were like that. Or at least I remember me and the other kids in the clan always getting into some form or other of mischief." He grinned at obviously humorous memories.
Pan looked at him and smiled shyly. "So you were a trouble maker?" she asked.
He smirked. "Not at all, my Queen. I was a trouble finisher."
She laughed and replied, "Please, call me Pan. I really don't think I'm in a position to rule anything. Besides, we all work just fine as a team."
"As you wish, Pan," he said as he looked deep into her dark brown eyes. She blushed and looked away.
He smiled mentally, ~She's so beautiful. I can't wait to get to know her better.~
~He's too cute!~ Pan thought to herself. ~Better not let Papa know,~ she continued as she glanced at him from where he and Goku were having a conversation with Bulma. She sighed and looked back at Sarrow. He was now talking to Trunks and Goten. She quickly looked away as his eyes once again found hers. She didn't see the smile that appeared on his finely chiseled face.
"Pan," Gohan's voice cut into her thoughts of the gorgeous Saiyan, "let's go home. You can come back tomorrow if you want to talk with Sarrow some more about this Silver Queen deal."
"Ok, Papa," she answered as she got up and followed her father out after saying her quiet goodbye's and taking one last glance at Sarrow. ~I'd rather talk to him about something other than Super Saiyans,~ she thought to herself as she walked out of Capsule Corp and took to the sky along side her father.
YAY!!! Another chappie for all you good people! FYI, the more good reviews, the faster the chapters come. ^_^ No I'm not mean, but my creative streak is. :-P Go figure. Anyway, that's all for today. Bababye!!!Sometimes she really scares me.Be nice or I won't let you go out with Pan.O.O
Just for reference, I still need idea's for the bad-guy thing; and I'd still like to know what ya'll think of the story thus far, so that I'll know what I need to do to make the story enjoyable to you guys. And now with out further adieu, I give you Sarrow's "History Lesson".
History Lessons
Goten and Trunks were in the middle of an animated conversation, trying to cheer Pan up, when Goku, Gohan, and Sarrow popped in. Unfortunately for poor Goku, he appeared right behind Goten, who had ducked to avoid being hit by the buttery biscuit that Trunks had chucked at him in response to some rude remark. The biscuit, in turn, smacked Goku right in the mouth and stuck because he'd had it open to announce their arrival. There was a moment of silence, then everyone, save Goku, busted out laughing; Goku was too busy enjoying the biscuit.
When everyone had managed to calm down, Gohan sat Sarrow down in an empty seat and offered him some of the left over food. Bulma sent some robots out after more food, as Goku and their new guest dived into the left overs.
"So, who's this?" Vegeta asked, eyeing Sarrow as he stuffed his face.
Sarrow looked up and tried to swallow his food to answer, but Gohan answered for him.
"Guys, meet Sarrow. He's a Saiyan."
Sarrow swallowed his last bite of food, then smiled and waved.
"Sarrow, this is Vegeta; his son, Trunks; his wife, Bulma, she's human; my little brother, Goten; and my daughter, Pan," Gohan introduced, pointing to each one in turn.
"I think Pan's the one you're looking for, Sarrow," Goku piped up. "We all had a dream last night that she was a Super Saiyan, only in silver instead of gold; and all of us," he indicated the other Saiyans, "were in our Super Saiyan forms, bowing to her."
Sarrow nodded as he looked at her. ~She's BEAUTIFUL,~ he thought. He mentally shook himself, ~This is not the time for that, Sarrow.~ Another part of him argued though, ~There will be time later.~ Sarrow resisted the urge to smile. ~That's true.~
"Well!?" Vegeta cut into his thoughts. "Where did you come from? And how exactly do you seem to know what the hell is going on?" he asked sharply.
Sarrow blinked in surprise as he looked at Vegeta. Then he smiled, "Well, it's nice to know that some things never change."
"Excuse me?" Vegeta snapped.
"You normal Saiyan royals," he began with a smirk, "you all have horrible tempers and always want things right when you command for them."
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest characteristically, "Then I suggest you start telling what you know; I am not a normal Saiyan royal."
"But that's just it, your Majesty; I don't fall under your command. I'm under her's," he indicated Pan with a bow of his head. "By Super Saiyan Law; I'm under her command and rule."
Vegeta balked at him for a moment before turning angry. "What do you mean 'Super Saiyan Law'? Kakarot," he sneered, "was the first Super Saiyan in over a thousand years. How can you follow, or even know of, laws that existed that long ago, unless you were actually there?"
Sarrow grinned. "Exactly, your Highness."
Vegeta blinked. "You mean to tell me that you're over a thousand years old?"
"Technically, yes. Physically and mentally, no. I've been in stasis lock since before the end of the reign of the last Super Saiyan Queen. I'm 20.
"Queen Lezza was over 90 years old and was the last queen. None of her daughters, or granddaughters, had inherited the trait. I was the last Super Saiyan to have been born in that era. The Elders, of which only numbered 3 discounting Queen Lezza, had decided to put the youngest, willing, unmated male in the clan into stasis lock so that when the new era of Super Saiyans began, there would be someone to help them begin anew. To start a new 'Golden Era'." He rolled his eyes, "Typical of the Elders, they believed their rules were the only correct ones and that only their's could produce the 'perfect' Golden Era."
Sarrow allowed that to sink in for a moment. "Now I have a question. What happened to Vegeta-sei?"
Gohan told him the story of the Planet Trade and Frieza, and then went ahead and told Goku's story on up to the end of GT; so that there wouldn't be any questions or confusions later on. Sarrow had listened intently, even when Goku or Vegeta interrupted with their versions or when lunch was served and he ate. It was after two in the afternoon when the story finally ended.
"Wow," was his comment. "You all have lead rather impressive lives." They all nodded their heads at his remark.
"Oh, and Prince Vegeta, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself for not having been the first Super Saiyan. The Royal bloodline was not actually supposed to mix with Super Saiyan blood. I'm not sure exactly why. All I know is that the Super Saiyan trait is strictly genetic. Surprisingly enough, most of the first Super Saiyans, including the first Queen, came from third class. A few came from second, and I believe only 5 came from first and elite classes combined throughout the whole era. By the end of the era, most of the children born by our clan that did not become Super Saiyan, ended up as only second and third class. In fact, all of Queen Lezza's children were in third class."
"Interesting," was all Vegeta said.
Goku stood up from the table and stretched. "Well, this has been an interesting day," he smiled his Son grin. "I can't wait to tell Chichi."
"Speaking of wives," Gohan said as he stood up and stretched as well, "I had better get back to mine. I'm sure she's in need of a break since she's had the twins all day long."
Bulma smiled at him, "Oh, I'm sure it hasn't been that bad. I'll bet Chichi's over there right now spoiling those two rotten. By the way, how are Tempo and Medley?"
"They're doing just fine, Bulma. Growing like weeds and getting into everything."
She laughed, "That seems to be the norm for demi-Saiyans."
Sarrow blinked. "Just Demi's?" he asked. "I could've sworn all Saiyans were like that. Or at least I remember me and the other kids in the clan always getting into some form or other of mischief." He grinned at obviously humorous memories.
Pan looked at him and smiled shyly. "So you were a trouble maker?" she asked.
He smirked. "Not at all, my Queen. I was a trouble finisher."
She laughed and replied, "Please, call me Pan. I really don't think I'm in a position to rule anything. Besides, we all work just fine as a team."
"As you wish, Pan," he said as he looked deep into her dark brown eyes. She blushed and looked away.
He smiled mentally, ~She's so beautiful. I can't wait to get to know her better.~
~He's too cute!~ Pan thought to herself. ~Better not let Papa know,~ she continued as she glanced at him from where he and Goku were having a conversation with Bulma. She sighed and looked back at Sarrow. He was now talking to Trunks and Goten. She quickly looked away as his eyes once again found hers. She didn't see the smile that appeared on his finely chiseled face.
"Pan," Gohan's voice cut into her thoughts of the gorgeous Saiyan, "let's go home. You can come back tomorrow if you want to talk with Sarrow some more about this Silver Queen deal."
"Ok, Papa," she answered as she got up and followed her father out after saying her quiet goodbye's and taking one last glance at Sarrow. ~I'd rather talk to him about something other than Super Saiyans,~ she thought to herself as she walked out of Capsule Corp and took to the sky along side her father.
YAY!!! Another chappie for all you good people! FYI, the more good reviews, the faster the chapters come. ^_^ No I'm not mean, but my creative streak is. :-P Go figure. Anyway, that's all for today. Bababye!!!Sometimes she really scares me.Be nice or I won't let you go out with Pan.O.O