Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Slumber Party! ❯ Unlikely Siblings ( Chapter 19 )

A/N: Much thanks and credit goes to Demoness Yasha for her ideas and description for the character "Terra" and for Cyclone's name. Hope you like it! Thanks again!

~Ami

Tori stood as if tranfixed, watching the flames grow higher, more hungry as they lapped up everything it their path with angry tongues. Her heart pounded beneath her breast and she heard the mocking laughter of the man in front of her.

Cyclone, she'd read his name from his mind, a talent she'd been getting better and better at the more she learned about controlling her ki. It seemed that telepathy went hand in hand with her pryokeneisis and sometimes she could pick up a being's thought and emotions if they were particularily strong.

"Come on girl." Cyclone laughed, swirling water in small cones on the palms of his upturned hands playfully, "I haven't got all day you know…"

"Cyclone!" Tori turned at the sound of the voice, a voice that she'd never heard before, and gaped at the sight of the being standing behind the powerful madman. She hadn't been there a moment ago…how? But the woman was speaking again, holding a knarled staff with ivy wrapped about it and an orb glowing green atop, it was nearly as tall as she; "I've been looking all over for you! What are you doing here?"

"As if I'd share my plans with you, sister." Cylone said, not looking at the beautiful woman with the dark, nearly black, lusterious forest green hair which reached her knees and swished in the breeze caused by the flames, a ring of ivy sat becomingly as a crown upon her head, "Why don't you just go back to the ship and wait for me there…"

"That won't do." She said, glancing at Tori and Piccolo, "That won't do at all."

She raised her staff and Tori actually saw the energy traveling from her arm to the olive-complexioned hand which grasped it towards the orb resting at it's end. "Time to stop this madness…" She pointed the staff's sphere, which Tori saw had begun to pulsate and glow with an inner light, towards the ground near the first trees that had caught the flames.

As Piccolo and she watched, the earth began to gurgle and bubble, a line of dirt formed, racing for the trees and rose up along the trees' trunks, towards the flames. There came a hissing noise and the flames began to dye, smothered by the earth with had been rising, uncommon, from the ground to assualt them in their depths of rapture. Tori gasped but breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing?!" Cyclone cried, his blue hair flying in the face of his anger, "Terra! No! You don't understand! With this girl we can be the most powerful..."

"Shut up!" The woman, Terra, spat, "Little brother. You've gotten into trouble for the last time!"

"Your wrong, sis!" He screamed, "I haven't even begun!"

Cyclone began to gather his power to him. Tori knew the feeling, and felt her own gut churn in response. She looked at the strange woman who'd come to their rescue so sudddenly and then back towards her brother, who was raising his arms and getting reading to launch a blast at his sibling.

"No!" Tori cried just as the water orbs began to form on his hands, without thinking, she screamed as she threw herself into her own power, slamming her flames against him at the same time as the woman pointed downward with her staff and the ground began to shake. It shuddered and cracked beneath her contol, knocking Cylone off balance. Unable to raise his water shields in time, he shreiked in pain as Tori's flames bit into his delicate nearly translucent skin at the same time Terra's crack in the grew deeper and farther apart.

Something flashed across Terra's eyes as she saw her brother hanging onto the ledge of her canyon with both hands, the fingers bloody from hanging on so tightly. He looked up at his sister and tears filled his eyes. "Terra…sister!" He cried, "Please! Help me! I'm begging you! Please!"

Tori got ready to burn him off the edge and end his pleas once and for all, but hand on her shoulder stopped her. She turned, Piccolo! He was out of his cage! She looked. No, it was gone. As if it had never exsisted! She resisted the urge to hug him in her relief and turned back to the two siblings. "Let her handle it, Tori."

"Please!" Cylone begged, "I don't want to die…!"

"But you had no qualms about killing eveyone else." She replied, making no move to save him, "Is that it?"

"I was doing this for us, Terra!" Cyclone cried between fear-addled sobs, "You don't understand! I was doing this for us!"

Sighing, Terra pointed with her staff and the earth beneath her brother began to rise, finally, it pushed him up and the crater closed over it's self. Shaken, but alive, Cylone looked up at the woman, tears streaking his face as he held out his hand to her.

She took it and squeezed gently. For all that he was power-hungry and mad at times, he was still her family…the only family she had and she could not stop loving him. She looked towards the sky and he nodded.

Before he went, though, he cast a look towards Tori that was a mixture of disapointment and yearning. "We could have been big, girl." He said to her, ignoring everyone else, even those who had gathered, summoned by the sounds of the battle, near; "We could have owned…everything."

"I'm happy as I am." She said, and watched as he began to fade from sight, shimmer and finally disapear. His sister turned towards her and Piccolo and the others. She raised her ivy-bound arms and spoke, the skirt she wore was a dark a green as her hair and her green-tinted lips curved into a soft smile; "I am truly sorry for all this. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive this…My little brother, Cyclone, he means wells, I'm sure of it. He wants me to be happy and he thinks the only way to be happy is to have power."

"That's not happiness." Piccolo said; "Power alone never fills you."

Terra nodded, "He has never learned to love." She said sadly, "I have been trying to help him for years…ever since our parents…"

Sensing a need in her that echoed her own, Tori appouched her and placed a hand upon her shoulder, "I lost my family too, Terra." She said, "But I am going to get them back soon…"

Terra nodded, the sadness leaving her green eyes as she felt the girl's hand upon her shoulder, touching bare skin. She could feel the power in the touch and shivered in spite of herself. "You would have been a match for him, my dear."

"I nearly joined him!" Tori cried, ashamed, "I nearly gave in!"

"You had no choice." Terra said, "It seemed the only way to save everyone, at the moment."

"Thank you so much." Tori said, and just then Bulma stepped up, looked at the new arrival and asked; "Who are you? What's going on here? What was all that noise?"

"Slow down!" Tori said, "She can't answer you if you don't shut up long enough to listen!"

"I'm famished!" Terra said, instead of answering any of Bulma's queries, "Can we not find something to eat…I'm always so hungry after using my powers…"

"Of course!" Goku said, "Come on up to the house and we'll find something to eat."

Tori and Piccolo followed the others, she unable to keep her eyes off the tall beautiful creature who had come, out of the blue, to save the day. Her own mind echoed the questions Bulma had recently voiced. She too, wondered exactly what she was and where she'd come from.