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Chapter 1: Amidst the dust and smoke, who is this mysterious person?
It was a fine morning, the sun had risen in Los Angeles, and for many people, their long and busy day was about to begin. This day, however, was about to make a turn for the bizarre. The wind began to whirl, the trees began to shake, the sky turned a hideous grey, suddenly! A wonderful machine appeared from out of nowhere, it had a manufacturing company logo on its side, Capsule Corp. This futuristic machine had such tremendous power that it caused the people to stop and stare at it; "There's someone inside!" yells a stranger, then the door pops open, and out steps a muscular , lavender haired young man. "I hope mom sent me to the right universe this time." The young man says to himself , as he was fiddling with something in the machine, a large group of people gather around him. "A-Alien!" Screams a woman, " He's come to kill us all! " yells a large burly man, " Huh, w-wait no, this is a misunderstanding, I'm from the fu-" the lavender haired man tries to explain to the terrified people, but before he can finish they all ran away in fear. The lavender haired man shakes his head in confusion and disbelief, but goes back to tinker with his machine; "It says this is the correct location, but I should have been transported right in front of their house. Looks like I'm gonna have to find my way around , if only I had brought Goku with me, he could have sensed his energy and used instant transmission." As that is transpiring, across the massive city, in a suburban neighborhood, a small child's birthday party is going on. "Happy birthday sweetie! I still can't believe mommy's little man is already a year old." Says a woman wearing a red dress and sporting a bizarre orange hairstyle. She is tending to her now one year old son, he is wearing a yellow onesie and has a strangely shaped head. A large woman with a purple sweater comes up to the woman in red, "This is some shindig, eh Didi?" She turns to the baby, " Hey there sport! Happy birthday Dil, this is from your Aunt Betty and Uncle Howard. " Betty gives Dil a stuffed horse, Dil coos in excitement and puts the horse's head in his mouth and drools on it. "Oh Betty, I think he likes it, don't you honey?" Says Didi as she playfully serenades her son. As Didi continues talking to Betty, Tommy, Dil's older brother, is playing with a shovel and a pail in the sandbox. "Lotsa people here for my baby brother." Says Tommy , "Yeah, they're celebrating his arrival." Replied Tommy's best friend Chuckie. The grey skies from earlier in the day were starting to return, "Uh Oh." Chuckie says with a nervous tone in his voice. " What's wrong Chuckaroo? " Tommy replies back, "Something bad is gonna happen Tommy, I can, FEEL it." Suddenly, it starts to rain , it rains so hard that it's actually painful to feel. "Ow! Yeow! Didi! Get everyone inside NOW!" Screams Stu, Tommy and Dil's father. The guests gather their children inside the large, expensive house. The rain is destroying all the decor and patio outside, and everyone is starting to panic because not all their friends are safe inside. "Stu! Pop, Drew and Angelica are still at the bakery getting Dil's cake!" Yells Didi. "Hey! My Howie is still out there too!" Screams Betty. As panic and chaos ensues, the door bell rings, Stu, who is closest to the door opens it, in walks the lavender haired man. "Um, are you the pickles residence?" Timidly asks the muscular , lavender haired man; he looks around, surprised by all the people inside the house. "Yes, this is the pickles residence, who are you and what do you want?" Says Stu with a confused and suspicious tone in his voice. "O-Oh, please excuse my interruption, my name is Trunks and I come from another universe, I was sent here to warn you all about an impending soon in your future, I was told that this universe has a great young warrior who just needs to be trained and have his ki unlocked and I believe that-" "Whoa, whoa, whoa crazy pants, look pal, don't insult me with your crazy story and your awful fashion sense, you can stay in here from the rain, but don't … Comment too long. Click here to view the full text. |
