I should say that I own neither Dragon Ball Z nor Sailor Moon, nor do
I own any of the character to appear in the story. Rich, conglomerate,
Japanese artists do though. Who ever they may be. Wish I were them. Just
know that I own none of the characters in this story. Except for the ones I
made up. But I don't dwell on them. I mean, you read it because your
interested in the main character, right? But I'm blabbering. READ ON!
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Gohan grumbled in complete and utter misery. Why? Why do super hero's always get the short end of the stick? He asked himself repeatedly. He'd missed so many days of school fighting crime and saving the world, that he'd been transferred into a different school! And his mother had agreed to it! Now he would have to get used to going to a new school all over again, make friends all over again, and get used to fighting crime in a new city! To top it all off, Videl thinks this was all his idea, and now she isn't speaking to him! Could life get any worse?
"Its not fair!" He yelled off the top of his lungs. He lay back onto his Nimbus cloud gloomily which was currently speeding toward the city he would be going to school at. Looking down, he could see the city was only a few miles away now. At Nimbus speed, the trip was two hours. Who knew how much longer it would have taken by car. Its not all bad. he decided to himself. His mother allowed him to get temporary residence in the city. So he got to be away from his nagging mother. Insisting that he study his life away.
He sighed heavily as the cloud began to descend towards his new city home. Feeling too gloomy to think strait, he hopped off his cloud a hundred feet from the ground and landed on in the street as soft as a feather. He noticed the disbelieving looks of the people walking past him. All they saw was what looked like a leap off a twenty- story building to a soft feet first landing on the ground! He bid them all a good morning and began jogging quickly to the school so as to avoid being stared at. Heh! Forgot where I was!
Rounding a corner, he found himself knocked over and trampled over by a herd of screaming, stampeding people. Was he that popular that people rushed toward him at his very sight? He stood up and thought of that for a moment. No. That was ridiculous. He had not even started school yet. Then he felt it. A strong kie, but this one was different. It didn't feel like the ones he felt from his friends. It didn't feel so strong as it did.evil. He began running toward it. Pressing the button on his wristwatch, he adorned his Sayiaman outfit.
Gohan noticed quickly the strewn about bodies of people all over the street. People, men, woman, and children lay still. Weather dead or unconscious he wasn't sure. His anger began to build up. Such reckless carnage and death. He clenched his fist, remembering how he felt when he lost his dad to Cell. He fought to regain his composure. "Losing your head won't bring these people back." He tried to calm himself down. Taking to the air, he went in search of the monster responsible for this atrocity.
Sayiaman didn't have to look far. Following the trail of dead bodies, he found them. Or he should say, "it" It was a darkly garbed figure with glowing red slits for eyes hidden underneath a hood. Tentacles protruded from where its hands should be, gasping people in them.
He watched, horrified, as the tentacles absorbed something from their victims. The people glowed faintly before it threw them to the ground. Was it.the people's.energy?
His anger growing, he flew down to confront the monster as it finished with its last victims. The monster was a little startled to see a person standing where a few seconds ago stood nothing. A very oddly dressed person at that.
"Normally, I would ask for your surrender, and tell you to turn yourself in. But I wont forgive you for this." He spoke softly.
"Who are you?" The monster asked with a raspy voice.
"I am the Great Sayiaman! Defender of Justice! Keeper of peace! Watcher of-" he paused in mid-sentence of his speech as he say the look on the monsters face.
" *** "
"You know! The Great Sayiaman!" He began flapping his arms about, posing, and doing all his ultra-cool moves that he came up with himself.
"So what are you? A Sailor Scout?" The monster pointed a tentacle at him. Remembering all the swishing of the arms from that 'Sailor Moon.'
"Sailor?" Gohan was getting confused. "No, I told you, I'm the." he sighed. "I guess I'll have to give the whole introduction speech." He cleared his voice, about to begin, when he was suddenly grappled by several long tentacles.
He felt dizzy, disoriented. He could feel his energy being drained from him. He fought to keep consciousness.
Bourkan watched in shock and amazement at the scean below. He stood on the rooftop of a building, watching with the up most curiosity at the happenings taking place. The monster sent by King Mogroth, (of the Nega- verse) had its tentacles wrapped around a man and was currently draining his energy. But the man was still alive and conscious.
"Impossible." He said to himself. "Any normal man would have had his energy drained in a matter seconds." Not even the Sailor Scouts had that much physical energy. Yet this man still struggled relentlessly. "What is he?"
Gohan was a patient person, but enough was enough. Letting out a burst of energy, he ripped through the tentacles of the monster and sent it flaying with a crash through the wall of a building.
The monster pulled itself up from the rubble and glared at a few frightened people inside the building. He might be able to escape with a few hostages. It made its way to a small group of people huddled in the corner of the room. It picked up a small girl. The parents of the small girl screamed in fright for their daughter. No sooner than he had picked up the girl, almost as if he had materialized before his eyes, stood the Great Sayiaman, holding tightly in his fist the tentacles on the monster that held the girl. The girl dropped from its tentacles and ran to her parents in the corner.
Gohan smiled over at her. Turning his head back to the creature, his smile disappeared. The monsters eyes grew wide with fear of what it knew would happen next. Another crash sounded the air as the monster was thrown through yet another wall, back to the outside. He tried to get up to flee, only to find the caped figure already standing over him. A glowing ball of light sat in hand pointed at the monster. Before the monster could react, the light flashed. All that was left of the monster was a pile of smoldering ashes.
Gohan watched the unconscious people on the street begin to wake up. They began to retreat from the area.
"King Mogroth will not be pleased with the outcome of this situation. Still.quite an interesting turn of events." Bourkan watched the situation draw to a close and vanished from the rooftop.
Gohan nodded in his own satisfaction of the situation. Needing to get to school, he paused in mid-leap as a loud and powerful female voice pierced the silence.
"Hold it right there! Nega-verse trash!" Sailor Moon landed in the street and pointed a finger at him.
Figuring that it was probably just another fan wishing to talk to him and thank for him for his heroism, Gohan decided that it couldn't hurt to give a small introduction speech of himself.
They both began at the same time.
"I am Sailor Moon!"
"-Great Sayiaman!"
"-right wrongs."
"defender of justice!"
"-triumph over evil!"
"-guardian of the city."
"I will punish you!"
"-watcher of.wait.punish me?! What did I do?" Gohan stopped posing and pointed a finger at himself, a little confused as to what was going on.
"Ha! Thought you could get away with this did you? Thought you could get away with hurting all these people?"
Gohan was about to protest this when he got a good look at the girl he was talking to. Perhaps a year younger than himself. Blonde hair, excessively long ponytails. Cute, but that skirt! His face turned red. "You actually go out in public wearing that? Why wear it at all? It hardly hides anything." He slapped a hand over his mouth. He couldn't help but speak the truth.
Serena was about to argue that point when she got a good look at the guy she was talking to. Wearing the weirdest green outfit she'd ever seen! Kinda cure from what she could tell. What was he wearing on his head? A dog bowl? Was the Nega-verse that desperate? "I don't think I need fashion tips from you."
"WHAT!?" Gohan was flabbergasted. "I'm fashionable! Just look at my outfit!" he smiled and posed.
Luna walked up behind Serena. Also a little confused as to just what the heck was going on. "Um, Sailor Moon, I don't think he's from the Nega-"
"No time Luna!" Sailor Moon cut her off. She was still a little ticked off about the whole comment about her skirt. "Moon.Tiara.MAGIC!" She threw the glowing tiara at the caped figure.
"Huh? AAHHKK!" Gohan leapt away just in time from being hit by the glowing Frisbee, but not fast enough as the tiara burnt a hole though his cape. "My cape! Look what you did to my cape! I just finished fixing it too! Aww man!"
Sailor Moon was in a state of shock. Weather from his out-bursts over his cape, or because she so clearly missed her target, she wasn't sure. She had never seen anyone move that fast before.
The little girl from earlier walked up to him and tugged at his pant let.
"Yes?" He spoke politely down to her.
"Thank you for saving us, Mr. Sayiaman" She hugged his leg and ran back off to her parents.
"You.saved.?" Sailor Moon was now not only in shock, but embarrassment as well.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Moon!" He smiled at her before flying off into the sky.
Sailor Moon stood in the middle of the street for many long moments. Still at a loss for words. Confusing was no longer the right word for the situation. Now, it was just getting weird.
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Gohan grumbled in complete and utter misery. Why? Why do super hero's always get the short end of the stick? He asked himself repeatedly. He'd missed so many days of school fighting crime and saving the world, that he'd been transferred into a different school! And his mother had agreed to it! Now he would have to get used to going to a new school all over again, make friends all over again, and get used to fighting crime in a new city! To top it all off, Videl thinks this was all his idea, and now she isn't speaking to him! Could life get any worse?
"Its not fair!" He yelled off the top of his lungs. He lay back onto his Nimbus cloud gloomily which was currently speeding toward the city he would be going to school at. Looking down, he could see the city was only a few miles away now. At Nimbus speed, the trip was two hours. Who knew how much longer it would have taken by car. Its not all bad. he decided to himself. His mother allowed him to get temporary residence in the city. So he got to be away from his nagging mother. Insisting that he study his life away.
He sighed heavily as the cloud began to descend towards his new city home. Feeling too gloomy to think strait, he hopped off his cloud a hundred feet from the ground and landed on in the street as soft as a feather. He noticed the disbelieving looks of the people walking past him. All they saw was what looked like a leap off a twenty- story building to a soft feet first landing on the ground! He bid them all a good morning and began jogging quickly to the school so as to avoid being stared at. Heh! Forgot where I was!
Rounding a corner, he found himself knocked over and trampled over by a herd of screaming, stampeding people. Was he that popular that people rushed toward him at his very sight? He stood up and thought of that for a moment. No. That was ridiculous. He had not even started school yet. Then he felt it. A strong kie, but this one was different. It didn't feel like the ones he felt from his friends. It didn't feel so strong as it did.evil. He began running toward it. Pressing the button on his wristwatch, he adorned his Sayiaman outfit.
Gohan noticed quickly the strewn about bodies of people all over the street. People, men, woman, and children lay still. Weather dead or unconscious he wasn't sure. His anger began to build up. Such reckless carnage and death. He clenched his fist, remembering how he felt when he lost his dad to Cell. He fought to regain his composure. "Losing your head won't bring these people back." He tried to calm himself down. Taking to the air, he went in search of the monster responsible for this atrocity.
Sayiaman didn't have to look far. Following the trail of dead bodies, he found them. Or he should say, "it" It was a darkly garbed figure with glowing red slits for eyes hidden underneath a hood. Tentacles protruded from where its hands should be, gasping people in them.
He watched, horrified, as the tentacles absorbed something from their victims. The people glowed faintly before it threw them to the ground. Was it.the people's.energy?
His anger growing, he flew down to confront the monster as it finished with its last victims. The monster was a little startled to see a person standing where a few seconds ago stood nothing. A very oddly dressed person at that.
"Normally, I would ask for your surrender, and tell you to turn yourself in. But I wont forgive you for this." He spoke softly.
"Who are you?" The monster asked with a raspy voice.
"I am the Great Sayiaman! Defender of Justice! Keeper of peace! Watcher of-" he paused in mid-sentence of his speech as he say the look on the monsters face.
" *** "
"You know! The Great Sayiaman!" He began flapping his arms about, posing, and doing all his ultra-cool moves that he came up with himself.
"So what are you? A Sailor Scout?" The monster pointed a tentacle at him. Remembering all the swishing of the arms from that 'Sailor Moon.'
"Sailor?" Gohan was getting confused. "No, I told you, I'm the." he sighed. "I guess I'll have to give the whole introduction speech." He cleared his voice, about to begin, when he was suddenly grappled by several long tentacles.
He felt dizzy, disoriented. He could feel his energy being drained from him. He fought to keep consciousness.
Bourkan watched in shock and amazement at the scean below. He stood on the rooftop of a building, watching with the up most curiosity at the happenings taking place. The monster sent by King Mogroth, (of the Nega- verse) had its tentacles wrapped around a man and was currently draining his energy. But the man was still alive and conscious.
"Impossible." He said to himself. "Any normal man would have had his energy drained in a matter seconds." Not even the Sailor Scouts had that much physical energy. Yet this man still struggled relentlessly. "What is he?"
Gohan was a patient person, but enough was enough. Letting out a burst of energy, he ripped through the tentacles of the monster and sent it flaying with a crash through the wall of a building.
The monster pulled itself up from the rubble and glared at a few frightened people inside the building. He might be able to escape with a few hostages. It made its way to a small group of people huddled in the corner of the room. It picked up a small girl. The parents of the small girl screamed in fright for their daughter. No sooner than he had picked up the girl, almost as if he had materialized before his eyes, stood the Great Sayiaman, holding tightly in his fist the tentacles on the monster that held the girl. The girl dropped from its tentacles and ran to her parents in the corner.
Gohan smiled over at her. Turning his head back to the creature, his smile disappeared. The monsters eyes grew wide with fear of what it knew would happen next. Another crash sounded the air as the monster was thrown through yet another wall, back to the outside. He tried to get up to flee, only to find the caped figure already standing over him. A glowing ball of light sat in hand pointed at the monster. Before the monster could react, the light flashed. All that was left of the monster was a pile of smoldering ashes.
Gohan watched the unconscious people on the street begin to wake up. They began to retreat from the area.
"King Mogroth will not be pleased with the outcome of this situation. Still.quite an interesting turn of events." Bourkan watched the situation draw to a close and vanished from the rooftop.
Gohan nodded in his own satisfaction of the situation. Needing to get to school, he paused in mid-leap as a loud and powerful female voice pierced the silence.
"Hold it right there! Nega-verse trash!" Sailor Moon landed in the street and pointed a finger at him.
Figuring that it was probably just another fan wishing to talk to him and thank for him for his heroism, Gohan decided that it couldn't hurt to give a small introduction speech of himself.
They both began at the same time.
"I am Sailor Moon!"
"-Great Sayiaman!"
"-right wrongs."
"defender of justice!"
"-triumph over evil!"
"-guardian of the city."
"I will punish you!"
"-watcher of.wait.punish me?! What did I do?" Gohan stopped posing and pointed a finger at himself, a little confused as to what was going on.
"Ha! Thought you could get away with this did you? Thought you could get away with hurting all these people?"
Gohan was about to protest this when he got a good look at the girl he was talking to. Perhaps a year younger than himself. Blonde hair, excessively long ponytails. Cute, but that skirt! His face turned red. "You actually go out in public wearing that? Why wear it at all? It hardly hides anything." He slapped a hand over his mouth. He couldn't help but speak the truth.
Serena was about to argue that point when she got a good look at the guy she was talking to. Wearing the weirdest green outfit she'd ever seen! Kinda cure from what she could tell. What was he wearing on his head? A dog bowl? Was the Nega-verse that desperate? "I don't think I need fashion tips from you."
"WHAT!?" Gohan was flabbergasted. "I'm fashionable! Just look at my outfit!" he smiled and posed.
Luna walked up behind Serena. Also a little confused as to just what the heck was going on. "Um, Sailor Moon, I don't think he's from the Nega-"
"No time Luna!" Sailor Moon cut her off. She was still a little ticked off about the whole comment about her skirt. "Moon.Tiara.MAGIC!" She threw the glowing tiara at the caped figure.
"Huh? AAHHKK!" Gohan leapt away just in time from being hit by the glowing Frisbee, but not fast enough as the tiara burnt a hole though his cape. "My cape! Look what you did to my cape! I just finished fixing it too! Aww man!"
Sailor Moon was in a state of shock. Weather from his out-bursts over his cape, or because she so clearly missed her target, she wasn't sure. She had never seen anyone move that fast before.
The little girl from earlier walked up to him and tugged at his pant let.
"Yes?" He spoke politely down to her.
"Thank you for saving us, Mr. Sayiaman" She hugged his leg and ran back off to her parents.
"You.saved.?" Sailor Moon was now not only in shock, but embarrassment as well.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Moon!" He smiled at her before flying off into the sky.
Sailor Moon stood in the middle of the street for many long moments. Still at a loss for words. Confusing was no longer the right word for the situation. Now, it was just getting weird.