Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The New Moon ❯ The News. ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Vegetas_Queen 
Mika reutns from school only to be confronted by the mechanical presence of Cell and his trecherous plan.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 369 | Visits: 224 | Status: Completed
Mika reutns from school only to be confronted by the mechanical presence of Cell and his trecherous plan.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 369 | Visits: 224 | Status: Completed
The New Moon.
School wasn’t something Mika particularly enjoyed. Her passion in life was to fight, of course being one of the only female Super Saiyans left and living with a family where fighting was the main centre of conversation and activity. It was hard not to. Mika’s mother and father had passed away when she was younger, she had been taken under the wing of Goku and Chi-Chi, and they treated her as their own which gave Mika some security in her life.
The bell rang loudly resounding through the empty corridors, there was a hustle and bustle to exit the classroom one in which Mika wasn’t interesting in getting into, she waited until the classroom had cleared. Sighing deeply she swung her bag strap over her shoulder and trudged out into the warm heat, waiting a while until the school had cleared before she took off into the air back to her home.
“Hey Goku, Chi-Chi, I’m home!” Mika called out,
“Hey Mika! In the living room!” Goku’s voice answered.
Mika peeked her head around the door, all eyes were glued to the TV, showing was a large green monster with wings either side and bulging muscles, his body speckled with black. She recognised the beast at once… His name was Cell.
“Wha-What’s happening?” She asked shakily,
Goku turned to her his expression serious, “Cell is planning a Martial Arts Tournament… In eight days, the Earth depends on us defeating him.”
“So this includes me and…” She nodded towards Gohan,
“Yep, we’re going to be heading up to the Look Out to do some serious training. I want you to train with Gohan in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, I’ve decided to train with Piccolo, do you mind?”
“Not at all, unless Gohan minds that is…” Mika looked over at Gohan,
“No he doesn’t mind, just make sure you rest a lot, training isn’t all about fighting.” Mika nodded and stared at the TV even the mere electronic presence of Cell sent shivers down her spine.
School wasn’t something Mika particularly enjoyed. Her passion in life was to fight, of course being one of the only female Super Saiyans left and living with a family where fighting was the main centre of conversation and activity. It was hard not to. Mika’s mother and father had passed away when she was younger, she had been taken under the wing of Goku and Chi-Chi, and they treated her as their own which gave Mika some security in her life.
The bell rang loudly resounding through the empty corridors, there was a hustle and bustle to exit the classroom one in which Mika wasn’t interesting in getting into, she waited until the classroom had cleared. Sighing deeply she swung her bag strap over her shoulder and trudged out into the warm heat, waiting a while until the school had cleared before she took off into the air back to her home.
“Hey Goku, Chi-Chi, I’m home!” Mika called out,
“Hey Mika! In the living room!” Goku’s voice answered.
Mika peeked her head around the door, all eyes were glued to the TV, showing was a large green monster with wings either side and bulging muscles, his body speckled with black. She recognised the beast at once… His name was Cell.
“Wha-What’s happening?” She asked shakily,
Goku turned to her his expression serious, “Cell is planning a Martial Arts Tournament… In eight days, the Earth depends on us defeating him.”
“So this includes me and…” She nodded towards Gohan,
“Yep, we’re going to be heading up to the Look Out to do some serious training. I want you to train with Gohan in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, I’ve decided to train with Piccolo, do you mind?”
“Not at all, unless Gohan minds that is…” Mika looked over at Gohan,
“No he doesn’t mind, just make sure you rest a lot, training isn’t all about fighting.” Mika nodded and stared at the TV even the mere electronic presence of Cell sent shivers down her spine.