A/N: Espeon804 here for another great chapter. Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I was so into making new chapters for Pokemon: the Reunion of 8: Platinum that I had no time to make chapter three of this fanfiction. I produced 3 new chapters for the Pokemon one. You should check it out. It's Pokemon... With a twist. Basically, a pre-teen taken from Earth to the world of Pokemon, and the world is very much like the game, so it is funny my friends say.
Anyway, back on topic. My lil' sis broke my DVD player, so I can't watch any of the ThunderCats or DragonBall DVDs anymore. Pokemon XY stopped airing new episodes. My guess is that they are working on another season to it, so you can guess how bored I was since none of my favorite shows are coming on.
Cabba, a.k.a "Hikari" is the main character for this fanfic. Varity is also one of them. I handwritten 23 chapters on my three composition books totaled, so I have a lot of work to do. As for Pokemon.... Erm.... Let's just say that there are 17 composition books for that... I had been writing the pkmn one since I was 12, so...
Anyway, Hikari is the descendant from Goku. Picture her. Her hair is exactly like Goku's, only it's more ruff, and of course, she has her thick wavy ponytail. Her eyes are a very dark purple... Her skin is a very light brown. (Remember her father guys. Don't be racist!) but yeah. This chapter is a bit random. Nothing big, but God it's gonna take forever to type. Let's set the clock.
Start date: January 29th, 2015.
Now let's see what the date would be when I finish. I have school guys, remember that.
Let the next chapter begin!
-------Chapter 3: A prehistoric getaway!-------
"Why were they staring at you like that?" Varity asks an hour later in her advanced tent, combing her hair in the bathroom. "I mean, they were afraid of your tail."
Hikari glances at her tail. Before they left, Diennay highly recommended for her tail to get removed permanently. "But I like my tail." She mumbles. She had it cut off before, and she hated the fact that she couldn't swing on the trees until it grew back a year later. They seemed to be afraid of the fact that her father has one too.
"And then they mentioned something about the full moon." Varity walks out the bathroom, slipping on a hair band. "So... You are forbidden from looking at the moon, because it puts you to sleep?"
"Seems that way." The half Saiyan replies. "It's the same with my dad. He's afraid of it. When I asked why, he didn't want to tell me."
"Maybe the moon and your tail are connected."
Hikari fell between them. It's no wonder why Zircon always wants her to keep her tail around her waist. People seem to fear the Saiyan tail more than the Saiyan itself.
"That was cool what you did back there." Varity says to ease the tension. "You fought really well." But seeing no progress, she decided to try to cheer the girl up. "I can teach you how to fly."
Hikari looks up at her teenage friend. "You can really do that for me?"
"Can? I will." She promised with a wink and a nod. "It really isn't hard at all. All Saiyans can do that right? I did a little research just now." She takes out her Samsung Galaxy phone and has a good look at it. "Saiyans are born fighters. Flight is rather easy with them, in fact, I believe some already know how to fly after they are born, but that was from a myth I heard about. But it is true that Saiyan halfbreeds have less of a passion for fighting than pure blooded Saiyans.
The term 'halfbreed' was what she was called her entire life from other people. Hikari is aware that her friend has no intention on using the word as an insult, but what she says is true. That explains why her father can't seem to relax. When he tries to, he becomes cranky and moody, and can't seem to understand on how her mother could do it. As for Hikari, she's somewhere in between.
Varity gives her the signal to stand. "Come outside." She goes towards the door, and Hikari follows. As soon as they step foot into the field, Varity turns to face the half Saiyan. "First, spread your feet."
Hikari does so.
"Good. Now, just focus your energy evenly around your body. Believe in yourself. Then, give your legs a small push.
Hikari isn't sure if it is going to be that easy. "How are you sure?"
"You'll know when you're ready." Varity announces, heading for her tent. "I'll be behind the tent when you need me. I have to check on my traps." She sighs as her friend makes a puppy face, most likely begging for her to stay. "C'mon Giru!" She shoots into the air and flies away. Dang, she makes it look so easy!
Knowing that standing around won't help, Hikari does what she was told. "Just focus your energy Cabba." She tells herself. She closes her eyes, trying to focus her ki in her body. All her worries starts to fade away. She feels like she can just float away any second...
"CABBA!" That doesn't sound good. "HELP ME! HURRY!"
Well, if someone calls her by her name and not by her nickname, it must be urgent. Of course, she's not in the mood to stop her piloting practice. "Aw man!" The young half Saiyan dashes towards the direction of the voice. She first spots a Raptor two to be the exact. Then she notices Varity cornered to a tree as the hungry carnivores approach her.
Some idiot must've used the Dragon Balls to wish dinosaurs to existence. Well, that was what her father use to always say When he brought home a dinosaur carcass to have for dinner, which strongly displeases her mother. The first time he did that, she screamed and threw the dead reptile towards the horizon. It was one of those moments that her mother displayed just how powerful she could become. But then they had nothing to eat.
Hikari was never found to carnivores. Those Raptors can leap out in any given moment. One of them took a step, and what Varity says makes Hikari have second thoughts about them.
"IT'S LUNCH TIME CABBA!" She wanted to hear that all day!
At that moment, two juicy stakes took place of the Raptors in the young warrior's point of view. "Yum, yum!" She draws out her sword, and runs for the predators who are now her prey. One of them tries to attack, but she laughs at the face of danger and jumps into the air, kicking it away. The other makes its own attempt. She jabs her weapon right through it, then sliced right through its tail. When the other one tries again, it's reward is being sliced in half. "YEAH!" She slides the sword back on the case strapped to her back.
She turns to her friend, who just won't stop screaming about what she just witnessed. Varity obviously doesn't not want to celebrate because, she just witnessed a 12-year-old turn two Raptors into pork chops! 'W-well, at least you're flying."
"What? Hikari looks below herself, realizing that she's hovering several feet from the ground. "Hey! I did it!" She starts to laugh again. "I did it! I did it!" She repeats the sentence several times while flying in circles.
"Uh, hello?!" Varity shouts in aggravation. "I understand that you are excited and all but, what are you going to do with these dinosaur remains?!" She gets no answer Ashe Saiyan flies away. "Come back here you idiot!" She growls and slowly rises to her feet. "Why even bother?" She starts to float from the ground and flies towards the tent. When she arrived inside, she sits down to watch T.V., and it isn't long. A knock sheared coming from the door. "About time." She opens it, and Hilari stands at the entrance. "Where did you run off to?"
"You mean, fly off to?" She smiles and steps aside, revealing chunks of the meat cooking over a campfire. She continued as Varity's face went pale. "I'm preparing lunch!"
"Ew! You're actually about to eat that?!" She went back inside and slammed the door in the girl's face. "No way!"
Hikari just shrugs. "More for me then." She went back to the fire to flip the chunks over to fully cook. "I can't see why she doesn't want it. She's missing out." She takes a apple from her basket hand bites it. "I guess that all pure Humans are like that. My father and I would be enjoying this." She takes another bite of the fruit, looking at the sky. "When will you come back anyway?"
Meanwhile, back inside the tent, Varity is preparing a bath for the young warrior. "She'll defeniatly need one after slaying those Raptors. Probably some new clothes too." She returns to the living room to pick up some trash lying around. She then comes across Hikari's sack. "When will she ever learn about hygiene?" She tosses it to the couch, but a picture flew out and flutters to the ground. "What's this?" She picks it up to observe it. "Oh."
It is a photograph of Hikari in a dark man’s arms with a woman standing next to them. Varity observes the picture, paying close attention to the man. His hair seems well braided, perhaps perfectly braided. He doesn’t smile at all, but he doesn’t seem to mind that the young Hikari lays in his arms being carried. She then notices the odd furry brown belt around his waist.... “No wait… isn’t that a tail?” Certainly it is. She recognizes it because Hikari sometimes has hers in the same fashion. In the photograph, her tail is exposed, resting on her lap. She smiles brightly as she held on to a trophy. She wore a yellow tunic with her nickname symbol displayed on it. Her mother holds on to a certificate that reads “top student”. Her eyes were in an unnatural color of violet, and her hair is held back with a hairband. She wore a Z-fighter tunic. It dawns to Varity who she is. “That’s G.J’s daughter Eclipsky! She announced on T.V. that she had a husband for 14 years but, she never said that her husband is a Saiyan!” Her face suddenly grows pale when another thing dawned to her on what Hikari said recently.
She remembers how Hikari wasn’t so happy either;
“A full moon?” She repeats the word with a lot of guilt, and it catches their attention. “My parents always had told me to never look at a full moon. They said that if I do, I fall asleep for a very long time. Plus, during that time of the month, a huge gorilla monster comes out in a rampage. Five years ago, it destroyed my house, pulled my tail out, chased away my father and killed my mother…”
“Oh my Kami.” Varity gaps. “Eclipsky’s dead… she’s my inspiration...she inspired me to keep going no matter what… and she’s dead because of that terrible monster… poor Cabba…” She glances at the photo one more time. Not only does Hikari have to go through the pain of being treated differently because she’s half alien, but also because she has biracial parents. Two of those combined together, if the wrong group of people find out....
Varity shakes the thought out of her head. She makes a silent pledge that she’ll make sure that no one will find out about her Saiyan heritage, and who she is. If both of her parents are Z-fighters, Hikari plays a very huge role at such a young age. It's no wonder why she’s so well trained with martial arts already.
She flips the picture over. Something was written on the back; “Our wonderful daughter, being the best fighter in town.” The handwritten looks like something to expect from a woman so, it’s clear that Eclipsky wrote this. A part of Varity wants to keep the picture because of the writing, but she ignores the urge and takes note on more writing. It doesn't look like English, definitely not Japanese… no language that she has ever seen.
The front door swings open, almost slamming against the wall. Varity’s first impulse is to hide the picture behind her back.
“That was delicious!” Hikari announces, patting her full belly. “Too bad you missed out!”
"Ew! Gross!" Varity yelps. She points to the direction of the bathroom. "Go take a bath! I can't believe you actually ate that!" As the young half-Saiyan makes her way towards the house to go to the bathroom, the teen adds; "After that, brush your teeth!"
Hikari walks into the bathroom, and started to take off her clothes. She notices that the tub is already filled with warm water. Was it really that bad? Varity's acting like the Saiyan went through the dinosaurs' body. She steps into the water, and starts to bathe.
Varity sighs in relief. Finally, some time alone. She glanced at the bathroom door to be sure that the girl is bathing away. She then took another look at the strange writing on the back of the photo. "Hey Giru!" When the small robot flies over to her side, she handed it the picture. "Can you translate the strange writing?"
Giru's robot eye scans the writing. A few seconds later, a question mark appeared on the eye. "Giru can't translate. Not language on Earth. Giru, Giru."
"Not on Earth?!" She growls, slouching down to her seat. She thinks over it. "Then it must be the Saiyan language."
Varity jumps to her feet. "I thought that you are taking a bath!" She turns around, only to see her naked. "Oh Kami! Put a towel around you! You can't walk around here naked! That's not lady like!"
"I don't see what's wrong with that. I don't mind being naked at all." She turns around and swings her tail around for her friend to see. "See? Now you really know that my tail is 100% real!"
"Okay, okay. Sheesh." She runs back to the bathroom and returns with a towel covering her body. "I back because I forgot to bring a fresh change of clothes." Her eyes shift, locking on her friend's hand. "Why do you have my picture in your possession?!" She snatches it from the Human, staring at it. "That's all I have left from my parents!"
"I'm sorry Hikari!" Varity panics. She puts her hands up in surrender. " I was just wondering what those Strange markings say." She walks over to her friend's side and points it out to make it clear. Silence fills the room for a few seconds. Then Hikari starts to read out unfamiliar words out loud. Varity's face twisted in confusion. "Y-you can read that?"
"Can you translate it if you will?"
Hikari hesitates but, she does so anyway. "You are a true warrior. You have a destiny to meet. Upon the Saiyan race and your ancestor Kakarot, you hold a true power within you..."
"Kakarot?" Varity asks.
"Goku's real name. His Saiyan name, birth name. Whatever you want to call it." She walks back towards the bathroom, taking the picture with her, muttering something in the same language she read earlier.
"Poor Hikari" Varity sighs, now feeling guilt. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to mess around with her things."
"Varity mean!" Giru shouts. "Varity goes into people's stuff!" This only aggravates the teenager. She slams her fist on his head. "Danger! Danger!" He crashes to the ground.
Hikari growls, stepping back into the water and start to scrub the dirt from her body. She continues to mutter in her native tongue. Now and then her words would switch back to English or Japanese., saying things like “Selfish Humans”. She’s ashamed to not be a pure Saiyan and only a hybrid. Normally when she starts to have hate towards her “weak” half, her mother would step in. Sometimes she has hate towards her “strong” half and, that would be her father’s cue to step in. It’s always been this way. She can never decide which she truly wants to be. Her parents say that she should be grateful to be both, but how can she now? Her mother Eclipsky is dead. Her father Nrock left.
Now she’s stuck with a Human who can’t seem to accept Hikari’s ways. Nrock use to always say that hunting is in a Sayain’s blood. She would’ve ate the dinosaurs raw but, her Human half would probably get sick, unable to stomach it. She wouldn’t chance it anyway because it seems to disgusting. Heck, Nrock did it once, and Eclipsky wasn’t too pleased.
She shouts in her language again. “Why are Humans so weak?! Why are Saiyans so brutal?!” She focuses on her tail now, allowing the small shedding fur to float away. She gets to her feet, unhooks the back scrubber and wraps her tail around the handle to get a grip and wash her back. Her mother’s voice rings in her head.
“Don’t blame Humans upon their judgements and actions. It’s their nature. They’ll probably never understand you nor your father. They don’t understand because they are not a warrior race like Saiyans. Humans do different things compared to Saiyans. Your abilities is a miracle, but it can also be a disaster.”
“If you don’t control your anger towards your heritage, it’ll interfere with your pure heart.” Her father once told her. “You’re not taking pride about your Saiyan half. I’m worried that one day, your rage will only kill you and those around you. You hold special talents, but you must keep them in check.”
She decides to calm down. Her emotions earlier only got her to learn two techniques without being taught. However, it was unlocked through fear. She can’t imagine what would’ve happened if she gotten angry. Heck, just looking at the full moon makes her angry.
Some people say that Saiyans are like animals because of their violent nature and their behavior in combat. She's against the idea, but who else would scream their lungs out when summoning their true power? Not Humans, that's for sure. But the idea still hurts her. She still thinks that people say so because saiyans are known to possess a tail.
Her parents had told her about her superior power that can be unlocked. If it only comes out through emotions, then there’s no use of it.
it then hits her. She’ll need all the training in order to gather all seven red Star Dragon Balls!
With that thought, she unplugged the tub and puts all the cleaning material where they belong. She wrings her tail out before stepping out and drying herself with a towel. She securely wraps it around her body and opens the bathroom door. She immediately notices a small rectangular box sitting at the door step. She crouches down and picks it up, carrying it down the hallway. “Varity!” She calls, approaching the living room. “This is for me right?” No one replies. She just shrugs and opens the box.
Inside is a lavender outfit. It came with shorts, gloves, and boots. A small silk-like cape is to be worn around the waist. She puts them on and ties the cape with the red long silk provided. She noticed a familiar symbol on the collar of the cape. It reads “light”, but it is written in Japanese. It’s her nickname.
She gave the silk another good tuck. Her poor tail is trapped inside the shorts. It moves around, searching for a hole. It finally sticks out. It has obviously been custom made! How did they know where her tail would be at? A note answers that question. She reads it.
“You must be feeling homesick. So, Diennay and I decided to make you your own unique warrior uniform. It may not seem like much, but it can reflect small attacks. It’ll give you some protection. This is our apology for being selfish back there.
Your mother had a uniform similar to this one, so you should feel closer to her now that she’s gone.
We also found something that will help you days to come. We have no use for it. You deserve it. Looks familiar?
• From Zero and the Z-fighters.”
She looks inside the box again. Something round is protected inside newspaper. She tares it off and gasp at the sight of the mythical item. “It’s the One Star Dragon Ball!” She smiles, knowing that she’s only three Dragon Balls away from seeing her mother again. It glows in a bright aura of orange. She goes to the couch that the rest sits. She slowly opens it and sighs in relief. The Four, Three, and Five star balls are still safe and sound. She stuffs the One Star ball inside and closes the sack. She hauls it over her shoulder. Varity seems to be nowhere. She slips the sack on her back and walk to the front door. She looks outside, then into the air.
She’s starting to get use to this flying thing. She floats higher into the air until she was sure that she sees half of the forest. There’s still no sight of her anywhere. This worries Hikari. She didn’t mean to make her friend feel guilty. She shouts her name several times, but no answer. She’s half hoping that the Human is only playing a prank. She clears away all bad thoughts, and pushes herself through the air with her eyes carefully scanning the ground.
“Danger! Danger! Giru! Giru!”
She yelps in surprise about the voice that broke out from behind. She clenches her fist, ready to strike at the intruder, but the speaker's no threat. Turns out to be Giru. “Giru!” She loves that little robot but, something’s still not right. “Shouldn’t varity be with you?”
“Danger! Danger! Varity in Danger!”
Again? Shouldn’t she know how to defend herself by now? “Okay Giru, show me the way and fast!” She follows it as fast as the could with her hair waving wildly against the wind and her tail swinging ruffly as if it is about to be blown away. ‘You better be safe Varity!’
A/N: Finally! It’s March 9th 2015. Don’t ask. Georgia’s been cancelling school all because it was “too cold” or “snowing”. What do you think? Review and comment!
To be continued to chapter 4! You might like that one!