A breathless girl of no longer inicents sat upon her hill, her eyes over casting everything. She had everything, her tousama's last name with her kaasama's charm and wittyness along side with looks and unimagiable power that she recieved from both them. Now at the becoming age of 17 she had nothing to fear. No longer needed her tousama's protection or her kaasama's soft touches for broken hearts. Her name was Cecilia Son Vegeta, a princess in her own mind and heart. A warroir in a time there was only peace, only for her skills to be displayed as an art not in battle.
A breath escaping from her lips, little petals flowing within in it as Cecilia took in what her kaasama said, though it felt like nothing really hit her with those words. As if some how everything was to come together with what she said.
"Love. Forever, but nothing is forever, right?"....
"Love helps you to stay alive, to live for that one person but it can not give you eternal life...."One day you will know an understand all there is about it."
"But it didn't, so I guess I'll never know.." she said, though she was not sad nor was she completly happy.
"Well I have training to do, Vegeta-sama will not like it if I'm late again." Cecilia said, her body rising from the ground. Hand holding a halment, hair flowing out in wild winds from all directions. Flying on the road, pushing the limint with others gave her a rush she loved. But that rush was soon coming to an end, she needed something new to exit her, scare her, and captivate her.
"He did, that night was trilling. Something new and taking control of me, a mad rush running through me like for the very first time when I nearly died racing. Hm..well time to go, never time to stay for long. Weakness will come from this I am sure. Well at lest it will be my weakness and one I chose." she said solemly for no one around to hear, mounting her red bike.
"Well if you already late, then why go? Maybe I could give you another trill?" a male voice said, almost rough with a slight hint of cockyness. Lips rising a bit as he welcomed her gaze as his fingers moved slowly to left up his helment to show is shoulder length hair. A rusty redish brown hair with slight waves in it.
Those same green emeral dimanon eyes glistening with slight over shadows of eyebrows consisting of that same ravishing color like his hair. It's color framing his brozne skin as his cheek bones where taunt and high with roughness. Truely a beauty for a man.
"You! You where the one from the other night?" What are you doing on my property, you do realize I could have you arested for trust passing?" Cecilia said, her voice almost of surprize at first but quickly gaining it's domination firmness.
"My name is Kenshin, Cecilia Son Vegeta. But the question is, do you wanna race?" he asked calmly, again there was that cockyness. And then he was gone. Helment on, and he was off. Never giving her a chance to answer. Maybe he knew she could not resist it, that rush.
Cecilia just cocked a smile, quickly in prosuite after him. "Hm, well by all means lets play. Kenshin.."
She pushed her bike to the max's, gaining an gaining but seamingly to only catch him before he switched into a higher gear. Teasing her with flexing speed.
"Well it's time to switch it over to turbo, never had it this high but then again never had someone this good to race." Cecilia said, her voice almost of laughter as she fliped the switch. Small jets turning around an around as she squeezed the haddle again, finaly she soared.
She passed him , another car coming. To late to stoped, she keep her eyes open leaning to the side as she keep going, flying between them. Metal sparks flying around her, little stingy bites nipping at her. Finaly up again, she moved in front. He was behind her.
The red light ahead, a train coming..To late again, time to test faith again before even thanking Kamie from the first time.
Breaks squeel, him an her. His body falls to the side, cars slaming on brakes behind him. His bike and body sliding across the road into the other lane. Luck was on his side, nothing coming as a train blocked on coming traffic.
Down on the ground, her body and bike trown on an empty lane. Faith kissed her again, slidding between two carts before time slipped and it was a wall to stop her, knock her down into maybe death.
Now it was gone, cars still stoped. Everything stoped as the scene took place, people going to the fallen rider. No one knowing her idenity untill removing her helment.
Kenshin moved, things slow at first before his sight came into view. There she was, thrown like a torn piece of meat to the wolves. Her helment half off from cracking in half with the force. Bike scatterd with little missing pieces. So far no blood was seen.
Kenshin moved quickly to her, he lefted her head as a gash appeared on her forhead from the helment. A live yes, but broken in some place.
"I win..Kenshin." she said, a smile smoothing her lips as a little blood driped from them. "Yes you did, Cecilia.." he said, she was a true beauty trapped inside this saiya-jin body of power an greed. "To bad I have to use you, it's a shame to destroy such a delicousie" His hands still holding her face a quick prick hit her neck and then it was gone.
"Look, it's the president's musume of capsule corpiration. Cecilia Son Vegeta!" a man yelled as her face came into view to all around her. And another, "It Trunks and Pan's musume..!" "Hey, somebody call the hospital.!" All their voice swarming her head as she came back and forth into reality.
"Ah shit, I have to go.." she horsed, pushing her body up as she took off into the sky, she had been spotted and caught. She had to get out, and now before it became a major mess.
"Until we meet again, then you will leave not as quickly as you have now." Kenshin said, watching her from afar. His eyes still able to out line her body and hair. Raw power. "Yes that is what you are, pure ragging raw power. Just like me."
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"Great, now the press will be swarming me and asking why I flew off or even how I flew off. Well the truth has to come out sometime, that me and my entire family are nothing but a bunch of aliens. Ha, that will be the day!" Cecilia smirked thinking of what people might do if they only knew with slight hit of hummor in it.
"Well at lest I still have some hummor left, after Vegeta-sama finish me it will be the tank for me. My body is killing me, saiya-jin or no saiya-jin." she said thinking of what was about to happen.
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"President Trunks of Caps. Corps, your musume was seen today in a terrible motorcycle accident and then she just flew off! Are you awear that you musume has the ablity to fly? Was that your musume President Trunks...an answers please.."
All at once, just as quick as one came into view so did another. They where everywhere, swarming him as he tried getting out. He could feel Cecilia, but she didn't seam all the right. Her power was dropping a bit. "Please get out of my way, I have to find my musume!" Trunks barked back.
"Trunks!" a voice called out at the other end of the building. "Pan, wait there. I'm coming!" he yelled. "Everyone out of my building Now!" he finally barked, all his coolness gone as he cracked a nerve. His voice rung out as everyone gasped. Never had they seem his this anger.
Every step he mad echoed like daggers daring anyone to ask him again or get in front of him. Finally he was there, with Pan. Graping her hand they took off down the stairs and out to the car. They couldn't take a chance, not now with everyone watching them.
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"Your late, and this time you will learn." Vegeta snapped at his youngest grandchild, the last to be born of his people.
Cecilia took her stance, strong at first. Awaiting his move with full power to knock back at him.
Vegeta moved quicked, his first hit knocking her face to the side. "You are still to foolish and childish to become a true saiya-jin." he spat in her face. Another hit, this time with more power. Her body doubling over, a grawl ecaping her lips. "You kaasama was more fouced than you or ever will be and looked at what has become of her. She is a true saiya-jin, already reaching her true state in nature and power." he said, almost mocking her as she stood there now.
"Why do you always have to so hard on me !..?..!" she barked, it was always like this. Never easy on her, pushing and braking her to the next limit rather she was ready or not. She would learn, and be the greatest of all female saiya-jins. She would be the one to carry on the line, no other will. He had chosen her, and her alone.
"Because you are pethatic, even Jade can beat you now. Yes you have power, but you must move past that. Become greater untill there is no equal left." he said, charging her again this time in a golden area.
Cecilia changed quickly, her body with holding the screaming rage that she would not let escape her lips. Then he hit again, hard to her chest. Again, but this time she held strong, laching his fist into hers. Now both as she held him, pushing him under her into the ground before letting go. Quickly he lept back into the air, her foot sending him back down as she slamed it into his head.
"No! I am stronger than Jade. And I will be stronger than you one day!" again her body convalted, this time she would hold on to it. Her second level holding strong as Vegeta laughed in his change. So smooth and easy as she strugled to hold on.
"For now, but she has her tousama now. He will unlock her true power along side with her saiya-jin power. Maybe I should drop you, your just wasting my time." he said. Again he was heading for her, but this time she meet him half way. Crashing with power all around them.
"No, I can't lose hold now. Vegeta will kill me if he hits me."
Blocking blow for blow she started to slow, her body lossing all power as Vegeta went in for the shoot with fool force as a super saiya-jin in level two. Blue hair caught his eyes, but it was to late to pull back.
"No!" but the force drove on.
"Please stop." she begged, already knowing. Her voice ringing in his ears as he hit her.
"Aahh.!" Ravin hair spilled out around, body spread out as pain rang through it. Sharp black eyes though keep open, a tear never touching them.
"Pan!" He wits came back as he grabed the female saiya-jin in his arms before she went limp, but still awake.
"Cec's, wake up!" Trunks barked at his only child, his musume. Her body laid out on the ground as he held her head in his lap. Vegeta steped next to his musuke with his mate.
Pan slid from Vegeta's arms as she fell to the ground with her musume and husband, "Cecilia baby, please wake up." she begged.
"Wait, I feel something." Trunks said, lifting her head up as he gentle laid up against his chest. Pushing her hair from her back, "There, it's a small whole and it feels hard. Like something is in there, you can move it around." Trunks said as his fingers moved it.
"Trunks get it out now, what if it's posin or something." Pan yelled. "Pappa...Pappa!" Cecilia yelled, her body jerked back and forth. Flickering back and forth from super-saiya-jin level two to back in her regular state.
Trunks held her tight as he lifted to his feet, her body trashing back and forth in his arms. Her scream wild as she called him tousama for the first time. Pain was there, and it was killing her. With one arm, her squeezed her tight. Her movements slowling, then it happend.
His free hand holding her neck as he tore her skin, pushing his two fingers in her neck. Her blood pouring like a waterfall
"Ahh..tousama..it's killing me! Please stop it, Pappa!" her final pled screamed horror into all their mind as she pierced their ears with a mornful cry. It seamed it now rained blood, her blood as she called out to the one who bringing it in the most inicent way a child could. Pappa.
A matel ball was flug out as Trunks pulled out his hand, Cecilia falling against him. Helpless in every way possible.
"Cecilia!" her kaasama screamed, grapping her figure. Tears seeping out like madness.
"Pan, we have to get her medical attention." was the last thing Cecilia heard as everything became black around her. She had kissed faith twice today, but now it seamed as if death was taking her hand.
Kenshin stood afar, "Ah, you medaling fools. How could you do that, you have just messed with the making of a godesss. Next time I will be here before any of you can, but she did recieve some of the power. Not to long, and she will be powerfull enough to haddle the gem. Then a godess of all godess, one stronger than other god will be born again. And she will serve at my side."
Green eyes promising everything that was spoken would come to truth.