Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Galaxy Petals: el Prencipio ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Galaxy Petals: el Prencipio

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Created and written

by Badiyannu

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Hola! Buenos dias? I WAS fine until evil Mediaminer took my account away! Argh, so I created a new account! Some might have known me as Jedibabe, but now I'm using my real screen name, Badiyannu. Call me Badi. ^_~ **** Well, just a little note, this is like my first story on this name and this story is based on my created anime series called "Galaxy Petals". It associates with Dragonball Z and/or GT. If you will read the story, you can see how they fit together. On one note, go check out the site based on this series; the site was created by my best friend, Sakura, with a little help from me.

http://expage.com/galaxypetals

Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ/GT or any of it's characters. Thank you. But I do own the other characters and the series. So NO copying!

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"....and so the female demon twins were split up amongst their parents, hoping that they would never meet again. For if they did they would fuse and they would become the Ultimate Being; this being done, the girls would destroy the world. After that, the universe......... The end."

".........."

"Alrighty, girls, time for bed."

"But, Mommy! It was getting so good!"

"Honey, there's no more of the story! That was the end."

"But, we don't know the rest! What happens after that? What happened to the twins?"

"No one knows what happened to them. Besides, it's just a myth."

"A what?"

"Myth. A story that "supposedly" happened, but it didn't."

"Oh.... man, I wanted it to be twoo!"

"Yeah!"

The 5-year olds stomped their feet and glared up at the fairly young blond. The woman chuckled and stood up, dusting off her jeans.

"Hey, what's going on here?" A masculin voice said, stepping into the room.

The raven-haired girl turned to the intruder and frowned. "Mommy, won't tell us the rest of the story!"

The man smirked and looked at his wife. "Marron, not again with that old story," he playfully said.

"Oh, now, the girls love it." Marron smiled and walked over to her husband.

The other girl, one with dark lavender hair, stood up, defiantly, and said, "Yeah, Papa never never tells it to me! He says I'm too young! But I'm not! I'm not!"

"Ok, ok, Anilina. We get it. You're a big girl," the muscular man said, jokingly.

Anilina smirked, a trademark in her family, "You got that right, Mr. Goten! And don't you forget it!"

Marron smiled and shuffled the girls to the bathroom, "Now, that's enough for one night. Brush your teeth and then it's off to sleep."

"Ok, Mommy," the raven-haired girl with blue eyes said, reluctanly. She drudged into the bathroom behind Anilina and was about to close the door when she whizzed around, a grin on her childish face.

"Can we sleep on the beach tonight?!"

"Oh, Nixie.... I don't know..." the blond's face twisted up.

Goten draped his arms around her shoulders and pleaded, "Comon', Marron. It's a beautiful night; not a cloud in sight. And we'll set up the tent for them!"

"I guess."

"YAY!" the little girls cried in unison. They got started on brushing their teeth quickly.

Meanwhile, Goten wrapped his arms around Marron's waist from behind. He kissed her neck gingerly then murmured, "See, now we can have the house all to ourselves..."

Marron's face went from contentment to shock. She spun around, furiously. "How could you think of that when two little girls are going to sleep-outside-on the beach-by themselves?! One being my daughter!" She humphed and stomped off to get the tent.

The black-haired man chuckled and went to help her.

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"Oh, I can't get this darn thing up!"

"Comon', Mommy! You can do it!"

"Goten, a little help?"

"I don't know how to to put up tents!"

"GOTEN!"

"Daddy, you're a man! You're 'posed to know how!"

"Well, I'm sorry! I never sleep outside!"

"Argh!"

While the family was arguing, Anilina stood off to the side silently. This always seemed to happen; she didn't understand that if people were married, why did they fight? She had gotten used to it by now, though; since her grandparents argued ALL THE TIME. She shrugged.

Being the child of Trunks Briefs, she stepped forward and put her hands up, signaling to stop. Everyone got quiet suddenly ans she took the tent parts gently from their hands. She carried them over away from the family and began to work.

Nixie glanced over at her best friend, curiously. She sure was smart. She probably got that from her daddy or nana, Nixie thought. Suddenly the figure in the moonlight moved back to reveal a silhouette of a sturdy tent.

"Ta da!"

The Son family was awestruck. But what less could they expect from the daughter of a billionaire genious? They went over and inspected the tent. Perfect.

Marron layed down their sleeping bags and smoothed them out. The girls squealed happily and crawled in the tent. They giggled and snuggled under the sheets.

Goten patted their heads and Marron kissed each one's forehead. They bid goodnight as they walked inside. Actually, Marron was reluctantly dragged into the little pink house.

Nixie sighed and gazed up at the stars throught the small sun roof of their tent. Anilina poked her shoulder.

"What, Ani?"

"I think I heard something."

The 5-year olds crawled out of the tent curiously. Sand filled between their toes and fingers as they sat along the coast of the Kame Island. They peered around, causiously.

"I no see nothing."

"Me neither."

"Let's go back in the tent."

"Otay."

As soon as they were tucked under their blankets once more, Nixie pondered, looking at the sky.

"Do you think that those evil twins are still alive?"

"Umm.... I dunno. I hope not... What are their names again?"

"Oh...lemme think.... hmm, I think the good one's name is Kitsuchu... and the bad one is Rinisia."

".......they have cool names."

"Yup."

"G'night, Nix-nix."

"G'night, Ani..."

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A silhouetted figure stepped lightly through the old house, trying not to wake up the sleeping. The figure bent over and took a piece of paper from a cabinet and grabbed a pen from the counter. It scribbled something down then put the note onto the counter top with the pen holding it down. Unwillingly, the small formed shadow turned towards the door, a large sack draped over it's shoulder. Taking small steps, it made it's way over to the door. Suddenly, the figure spun around and ran back to the note, dropping it's sack. It picked up the note carefully, as if it were a glass valuable, and hugged it furiously to its chest. In the moonlight from the window, a tear fell down it's cheek, silky brown hair falling into the face. The figure finally parted from the paper and kissed it gently before setting it down.

"I love you, Mama..."

A single tear stained the paper.

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a/n: ............*sniff* SO SAD! j/k. So,didya like it? It was a little weird and may not make sense now, but will when I finished the other chapters. I think I did a pretty good job on this, considering it's my first fic on my series. Can you fit the pieces together? If you can, I give you credit! But you probably can't since I only know what's happening! MWAHAHA! *ahem*.....I will stop so you can review my story. So...go...do...that...now.