The History of Kalika | By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The
History of Kalika
Author’s Note:
This fic is rated R and for good reason this chapter. Things get a bit
messy.
And no, I don’t own Dragonball Z so stop asking me for that underground,
X-rated tape of Trunks’s conception. I have no idea what you guys are talking
about. *sleazy pornographic type laugh*
*cough* *cough*
Anyway, on with the fic…
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And Then She Came
and Broke Havoc
The building was rapidly caving in on itself. Goku was going to have to
move fast if he had a hope of saving anyone. He could see people trying to
escape through a crumbling exit. He made it over just in time and powered up
enough to hold up the collapsing doorway.
“Hurry!” the mighty Saiyan warrior yelled. “Get out of here before the
whole thing goes!”
The people didn’t care that this one man was seemingly keeping this
entire building from falling on them. They were just so glad that they had made
it out alive.
Goku was giving everything he had but his knees were buckling. He tried
to power up but in the structure’s weakened state, he only risked doing further
damage. But he had to try. He had to save these people. The pressure on his
back and arms were becoming almost unbearable. He hoped that Vegeta had caught
whoever had done this. He knew that his prince would make them pay dearly.
However another part of him wished that the powerful Saiyan prince had stayed
with him. He could sure use his help right now.
The suddenly everything went silent. There were no more screams. There
was not a sound. Goku’s heart beat heavily in his chest. This wasn’t good. He
knew that something was terribly wrong. Sweat gathered on his forehead, dipping
into his eyes. Burning and blurring his vision. His muscles were terribly
strained. The people had stopped running. They were backing up; retreating back
toward the building.
“What are you doing?!” He asked frantically. “Get out of here!”
A young woman fell at his feet.
Goku felt as though his body would give out at any minute. But he
couldn’t power up anymore. Why were these people just standing her? Didn’t they
understand English? At least he had thought that he had been speaking English.
This was America wasn’t it? Well,
Hawaii, but that was
part of the United States wasn’t it? And
they spoke English here, right?
“Hey, lady!” Goku yelled. “You’ve got to get out
of here! I can’t hold this thing much longer!”
She just started shaking badly and muttering incoherently. She was
pointing at something but Goku couldn’t see. His eyes were burning from his own
perspiration. He blinked away salty tears. Why was everyone so scared? He
didn’t sense any strong Ki near by. The cause of all this trouble had fled a
while ago with Vegeta hot on their tail. He turned his tired head in the other
direction. He saw huge shadows looming over fallen victims. The scared girl was
practically cowering between Goku’s legs.
“Ro…Robots!” She squeaked out.
“What?!” The overwrought male shrieked.
And finally, with a few more blinks, Goku’s vision cleared and sure
enough. He found that he and his charges were surrounded by a half a dozen
large, nasty looking robots. A memory flashed across of Goku’s consciousness;
of that one time on New Namek, when Cooler had made his return. However, these
robots were different, although he already knew that they would be just as much
trouble.
One of the mechanical monsters stepped forward, sending some of the
frightened group scurrying back under the falling passageway of the building.
Goku growled in frustration, bearing his unusually sharp canines.
“Who are you and what the hell do you want?!” He snarled, his raven
colored tail snapped behind him and his eyes narrowed into dangerous
slits.
His face was red with anger and stress; adding to the fact that the
building hadn’t gotten any lighter in the last few moments. One of the machines
was a few feet away from the weakening Saiyan; Goku could hardly suppress a
growl.
/Subject
0129…Son, Goku…<beep> …Sited…<beep> …Initiate Sample Collection…/, one of the
machines droned.
“Subject 0129?!” Goku said, his
menacing expression giving way to a look of shock.
The confused warrior’s inky black eyes got even wider at the sight of
the abnormally large needle that emerged from the robot’s arm. His
concentration wavered and he lost his grip, causing the building to come
tumbling down around them.
******
Vegeta was gaining on his prey. He powered up and gave a burst of speed
forward. The blond haired woman didn’t seem to care that she was being
followed. But the prince would make her.
“Hey, bitch!” The prince growled. “Turn around and fight!”
She only turned around briefly to acknowledge the snarling Ouji.
“Ahh, Prince Vegeta. “ She said slowing
up her pace slightly.
The wind was whipping furiously around them, but the prince had still
heard her. She knew he had. His eyes widened with the realization that this
insolent bitch knew his name.
“I am glad to see that you have decided to join the festivities.” She
smirked.
And although, he couldn’t see it, Vegeta knew it was there all the same.
“Come now…That is…If you can keep up!”
And with that the evil woman took off in a burst of new speed. Vegeta
powered up a keep close behind. She was a bold onna; keeping her back to him.
He would have done well to blast her out of the sky after that attack she’d
tried on him and Kakarot. But he was curious. It would seem that this woman was
heading in this direction with purpose. He felt around for more Ki. He sensed
Kakarot’s, which was flaring wildly at the moment. He also felt two others
approaching a little ways off.
“Trunks and Goten.”
And not far ahead, he sense two
more exceptionally powerful Ki’s.
“Kakarot’s
brat…And…the girl.” He thought.
A rarely seen grin spread across the prince’s face. If it was a fight
this bitch wanted, than it was a fight she was going to get.
“This is going to
be fun.”
******
The trees branches were like whips as they cut into her flesh. But the
pain didn’t matter, the burning in her legs and chest didn’t matter. All that
mattered was her family. She had to help them. She had to save them. She had to
keep running; No matter what. And behind her, following closely, Gohan was
there. He would help too. She knew he would.
******
One of the bulky machines scanned the area. They had eliminated the
inhabitants of the Palo residence. It was only a matter of time before the
female showed up. And just as it turned, the robot detected a change in the
atmosphere.
/Subjects 0131
and 0132 approaching…<beep> …Palo, Kalika and Son, Gohan…<beep>…
Prepare for Sample Collection.../
At that exact moment Kalika screeched to halt directly in front of the
bot.
“Collect this!” She screamed.
The pint sized girl sprung into the air at a blinding speed and brought
her weapon down on the metal Goliath. Gohan showed up just in time to see the
two halves of the robot hit the ground; leaving Kalika standing in the middle
of them, her chest heaving.
“What the…!” Gohan’s eyes shot wide as he took in the sight before him.
The house, Kalika’s house was in a burning heap before him. It was
surrounded by at least a dozen twelve foot robots.
Gohan felt around for Ki, other than his and Kalika’s. There were none.
“Oh, no.” the Demi
thought. “We’re too late!”
“Now.” Kalika said as she pushed her ebony bangs out of
her eyes. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS AND WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!”
The small college girl had changed right before Gohan’s eyes. Her purple
aura lashed out riotously and black tendrils of hair flowed behind her, free
from the ribbon that had held them in place. A feral growl erupted from her
small throat. She reminded Gohan so much of the Prince of all Saiyans himself
and even his dad when they were engaged in one of their many epic battles. A true Saiyan warrior.
The robots gathered together before the two Saiyans. One of the burly
machines lumbered forwards, in order to take command. Gohan instinctively fell
back into a battle stance.
“Kalika, stay on your toes. These guys look messy.” Gohan commented.
/Subject 0131 and
0132…Palo, Kalika and Son, Gohan…Sited…Initiate Sample Collection…/ one of the
robots announced.
The robot in question, produced and fairly large
needle from a storage compartment in its arm. Then another one
turned its camera lens like eyes towards the sky.
/Subject 0130
approaching…Prince Vegeta…/
“Vegeta?” Kakarot’s oldest brat said
surprised.
And sure enough, Gohan could sense the angry prince’s rather potent
energy signature approaching rapidly. He was not far behind another that seemed
to flicker in and out peculiarly. Then suddenly, Gohan was interrupted from his
thought by the sound of young Kalika’s frustrated growl.
“WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!”
“They are dead, as soon you will be.” A cool voice replied.
The two Saiyans turned around abruptly to find a blond haired woman
standing behind them wearing a dark brown suit. Gohan hadn’t sensed that she
was that close.
“And just who are you?” Gohan asked, as he glanced back and forth
nervously between the new stranger and the team of robots.
“She’s the bitch whose ass I’m about to kick!” Kalika’s spit venomously.
And just as the charcoal haired girl was about to attack, the mysterious
young woman turned and smacked away a Ki blasts that had be launched at her by
someone from behind. She stood with her back to Kalika and Gohan now, staring
up in the sky at the approaching Saiyan prince.
“Not quite.” The woman replied. “My name is Nomi and you are Son Gohan and
Kalika Palo.”
Gohan’s mouth gapped in surprise. “How…”
“And that is Prince Vegeta.” She said with a depraved smirk.
The prince’s white boots hit the ground with a light click. He
approached the group of fighters sporting a wicked smirk of his own.
“That wasn’t very nice.” She finished. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
“Oh?” Vegeta asked.
/Subjects 0130,
0131, and 0132…<beep>…Prince Vegeta, Palo, Kalika, and Son,
Gohan…<beep>…Sited…Initiate Sample Collection…/
“Now all the fun can begin!”
******
The battered Saiyan had barely been able to dig himself out of the
rubble. One more rock and he was home free. Soon, Goku was greeted with
sunlight and a relieved expression from his youngest son.
“Goten?” He said tiredly. “What are you doing here?”
“Me and Trunks felt you guys’ Ki going crazy.”
The black haired teen began. “We knew that something was up, so we came to
help. Are you okay, Otōsan?”
“Hai, I think so.” Goku said as he tried to stand.
The taller male was a sight to see, his blue and orange Gi was all
ripped up and he had numerous cuts and bruises. However, all and all, he looked
terrific for a guy who had just dug himself from underneath the rubble of a 20
floor building. Behind them, Goku could still hear the screams and shouts of
hundreds of scared people and the sounds of explosions, crumbling buildings and
twisting metal.
“The robots.” Goku said worriedly. “What happened
to the robots?”
“Oh them,” Goten said and turned to look over his
shoulder. “Me and Trunks took care of them. In fact,
Trunks is still on clean up duty.”
Sure enough, the purpled haired Demi was currently lying to waste the
crew of mechanical murderers. Goku looked about himself at the destroyed
structure. He thought about all those people that he had tried to save. He
couldn’t feel any of their life forces now. He had failed them.
“Who’s doing this, Dad?” Goten asked.
However there was still a chance to redeem himself, he could just wish
them all back with the Dragonballs.
“I don’t know, son, but we’re going to find out.” Goku reassured his
son.
But, right now there were still people who needed him. There were others
that he could still save.
“C’mon, son.” The fearless warrior said. “We have
to help these people.”
“Right.”
The two of them blasted off into the sky to assist their lavender haired
prince.
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Author’s Note:
First of all, I have a question to answer:
In regards to ages…
Trunks: 17
Goten: 16
Kalika: 21 (American
college junior)
Gohan: 26
Vegeta and Goku: In their late
40s
ChiChi, Bulma,
Videl: They won’t tell, but rumor has it that they are pretty much the same
as their husbands.
Pan: 4
Bra: 7
Not that is matters being that in case of the Saiyans and the Demis,
they don’t age like Humans do.
I know that this might not match up correctly with the end of DBZ but,
hey this is an alternate universe fic.
And I know you guys hated when the robots were talking. It was probably
just as annoying reading it as it was writing it.
Hmm…Who it this doctor that Nomi is working for? And how do they know
about Saiyans, especially Kalika. And just where the hell did Kalika come from
in the first place? Goku and Vegeta are at least twice her age and obviously
she wasn’t born on Vegeta-sei? And is she a full blooded Saiyan...And will Goku
and Vegeta ever get together? Hmm…all these questions and more
answered…eventually.
And in closing, I know the fight did not officially start this chapter,
but I promise it will next chapter. Just like the show huh? Bye for now.
This was a long ass Author’s Note. Geez!
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