The Power Is Your'se!

It stood on the desk, the one thing, or rather the many things that the Z-fighters feared more than Brolly, more than Buu, more than Freiza, more than death of their loved ones, or even them selfs. So small, and so fragile, fluttering in the slightest breeze, they struck fear into even the Great Shenron's heart. It was the end of their freedom, for now, their fate was in the hands...and the hearts...of the fans.

“Oh no...” Vegeta trembled, backing slowly from the table. The room was now a prison, with no doors, no locks, no ceiling, and no escape from their master's nimble hands and mind.

The great Piccolo fell to his knees tears rolling down his cheeks as he slammed his fists into the ground, not even managing to cause the dust to fly away. They were all weakened by their own fear and dread of these simple things. “No...this is Madness! Certainly He knows this!”

Yamcha shook his head no, tears falling down his cheek, unable to stop the onslaught of fear that raged his mortal heart. “He knows...He takes delight in this!”

The teen Gohan could only pull himself from his elder lover, his body fluctuating between ages which frightened himself more than the choice laid before himself. “I think...it is not that he is taking pleasure from doing this...if it was like that-”

“He would have chosen for us...Do remember who He is...He is Knightsun...the master of words...and He...He is leaving the fate of our lives into the hands of those who admire his work...this is not for himself...it is for the fans...Our fans...” Mirai moved to stand beside Gohan, reaching a hand to caress the now child's hair He sighed, his own heart racing from fear of their fate, but knowing he would be with his lover, whether it was a passing fancy or a deeply rooted truth, he felt less fear watching his now elder teen lover reading one of the many scripts on the table.

Trunks and Goten read through some of the scripts them selfs, Goten giggled as he murmured something about Trunks in a dress, Trunks giggling himself as he murmured something about Goten as gingerbread.

Slowly, the Z-fighters, Shenron included all walked to the pamphlets and started to read. Even Vegeta was reading one, looking confused and slightly sickened. “The...little...mermaid? And who is this...Triton?”

Mirai and Trunks both looked at each other, blinking. “The prince and the pauper?” Their voices rang out as one, before they both thought the same thought, smirking evilly. “I wonder which of us would have to play the Pauper?”

Goten blinked, looking up from having read the princess and the pea. “What is a Pauper?”

Goku could only chuckle, reading Jack and the bean stock. “Man i would love to be Jack in this! All this food? It's wonderful!”

Piccolo sighed, wincing as he placed his pamphlet down, not wanting to look at 'Thumbelina' or what would be his role in it again. “Kami...he's gone insane...he's having the Fans chose which fairy tale to have us perform...”

A sudden chuckle sounding much like Mirai's sounded, causing everyone to jump, before glaring at the now present Kodo. “Hello everyone! I am acting as liaison from our esteemed creator. In other words i am his mouth. I am here to inform you this shall be a popular vote. Not from among the listed stories, but any of anyone's choosing. If it is one he does not know, he will research it and re-write it giving credit where needed. Also, if he finds that the winning story has already been done before he shall chose the second runner up and so forth. This shall be updated with responses to questions and tallies as the creator receives them. All entries and votes must be made via Review. Nothing else will be accepted. Master only has it this way because his phone would destroy the beauty of his life, and e-mail is never gets read enough because he is a lazy-” and with that Kodo's voice was stolen from him by a mystical power as the laptop this was all written onto was taken back once more into the creator's hands and not that of his puppet. Receiving his voice once more Kodo coughed softly. “please pardon my outburst.”

Mirai rolled his eyes, knowing the truth. Only Knightsun ever typed on this program. Sighing Mirai slowly stood, taking over for his now immobile counterpart. “This will have new chapters added to keep this topic alive until he has received 10 separate votes for the same story. Remember people it can be Any story written. Even, and i shudder at this thought, Harry potter. This shall remain up and drawn out as horridly as the creator sees fit and i know he's watching matrix from his choice of words. I see it time to draw things to a close for this chapter in this ongoing annoyance.”

Mirai simply moved back to sit with his now elder lover, leaning against him as he read over his love's shoulder, chuckling. “heh...Gohan you will look cute in a grass skirt!”

Chuckles erupted from the Z-fighters as they read, even Vegeta's lips curved up to crack into a smile. “Well this is interesting...he's giving the fans the right, and privilege to even chose who they would love to see paired as the main characters! True he might not like their ideas...but he will like to see how they would want to see it done...how interesting...he has a heart...i think...”

Kodo blinked as he smiled, moving once again as the lights dimmed on his comrades. "Good evening..*looks at clock* morning people...i am here to inform you that for your enjoyment Knightsun will be posting random sex scenes of random pairing and possibly a group orgy to keep people interested. if you would like to see a specific pairing please comment saying you want to see that pairing, even if it has nothing to do with DBZ, and he shall write it. In other words, Knightsun is stuck in his writing and is looking to this as a way to break from his normal thought process and to create something even he will be impressed with. Enjoy, and goodnight!"