Storm
Title: The Storm
Author: J.Dee (Yamcha’s Saiyan Babe aka Mirashia)
Rating: NC-17- lemon... not this chapter just offensive language
Story Brief: A storm caused by a ritual performed when it’s not suppose
to be, sends a witch to the other dimension when she’s struck by lightening. Dying in
her world she is given a second chance in other. But her friends aren’t willing to let
go and is she willing to go back??
Author’s Note: You know I read alot of what if fanfics about
being the sole character and transported in to another dimension. Alot of them are
really seriously really good the descriptions in them amazing so I thought I’d try one
for myself and see if I can’t fix up my writing. I tend to make alot of run on sentences.
So this is my version of a “I’m sent in to dragonball world eye of god mary-sue
fanfic”.
The air smelled so sweet this spring. Bright green and lots of pink, yellow and other
pretty flower like colors were spread throughout the gardens. Now I’m a good ol’
kiwi girl but I’m also a city girl. But my home is Christchurch, New-Zealand also
known as the Garden City famous for its Botanical Gardens. Ever seen heavenly
creatures? Remember that scene where Kate Winslet and Melanie Linskey are
running through the garden’s of their dream world? Well yeah those gardens are real
they’re here in Christchurch. But I’m a city girl always have been always will be. I
have an uncle that owns a farm in the North Island somewhere he just flew back from
London, and boy are his arms tired... gah lame I know but that was tooo
tempting.
Anyways myself Chhaya and Iris were enjoying this lazy spring afternoon in the
gardens I had chosen to wear a short black dress with white sport strips up the side
and the number was low back and straps so I could show off all my tattoos. I was
carrying my black high heel shoes in one hand walking along in my stockings with my
two best friends. Iris is Anglican though she doesn’t really care she dropped her
beliefs a long time ago and Chhaya is Hindu. the Three of us as different as can be.
Chhaya half white but still more darker than me or Iris. Iris blonde and tanned, me
auburn and pasty white. I’m a city girl remember. Iris a country girl, so she spends
more time out in the sun getting tanned while she works. Iris wore a pair of simple
blue jeans a white tank top, with a blue check shirt and a denim jacket died round her
waist. Her blonde hair waving about her face lighting up her blue eyes. Iris is the
tallest and the oldest and by far the prettiest of our group. she has a perfect size ten
figure. and her height of 5’8” made her look even tinier round the waist. Chhaya
herself stood just an inch smaller than me at 5’3” a dark north Indian complexion
with green eyes coming from her white father’s size, a real knock out, she was
dressed in a tight lace white top a pair of black trousers. Chhaya a size 12 made me
almost jealous I felt like the fat lump out of the group. Yet I was the one who entered
in martial art tournaments. I was the one who was awake at six in the morning doing a
regular regime of exercise yet I couldn’t lose this ‘baby fat’ I’m twenty-one and the
youngest of our Wiccan coven, why do I have baby fat I decided I would ask the gods
that afternoon for our outing to give me a smaller stomach. It won’t work but hey
never hurts to ask.
The three of us wandered through the Garden’s own version of ‘the Blair witch’
woods we called it that cause it was tooo easy to get lost in and sometimes took ages
to find a way out. I remember us finding a secluded part of the woods off the path and
travelling our way in to the depth of it.
“This will do.” Iris said.
“Right find a spot which holds our elements we sit and meditate and see if the Gods
say yes or no to this ritual we’ll be performing tonight. Did anyone bring their yes or
no stone just in case?” Chhaya asked.
Iris nodded. “I did.”
“Good then after our meditation throw the stone and see if it’s a good thing to do the
ritual tonight.” Chhaya said.
I tugged at my short dressing cursing myself mentally for wearing a Geri dress, if I sat
down I’d be sure to get leaves and dirt over my knickers. But Iris lent me her checked
shirt she was wearing since it was a nice day to sit on she had her denim jacket and
Chhaya emptied out her material bag. We all split up by a handful of meters to find
our spots. Chhaya found a nice spot by a stream, her corner west and her element
water. I found a tree and I put a hand on it and shrugged set the check shirt down and
sat under the tree cross legged being the corner of north the element of earth behind
me, I did the ironic and I pulled Piccolo crossing my arms across my chest and
glancing at Iris who sat out in the middle on the ground the wind wiping about her.
She looked almost at one with her corner being east and element air. She looked over
at me and smiled before we began our meditation.
“You okay Geri?” She asked me calling me my spice girl nickname.
I smiled I made a mental note to never wear big clunky high heel platform like shoes
like this again. and next time to wear a longer dress or at least not to wear one if I was
going to do some meditation.
“I’m fine.”
“Okay girlies I’ve set the alarm half an hour meditation then get something to eat and
head home and meet back up tonight if it’s a yay from the stone for the ritual. Then
we hit the town.” Chhaya said strapping her digital baby G sports watch round a
branch and she sat down again.
And so we meditated. I’m not real good at it and Piccolo makes it look so easy. So
does my mother it’s for people with patience I don’t have much patience. But what I
saw in my meditation should of warned me for what to come.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t know that was how you felt. But please be there for me. I love
her and your my best friend. Be there. Just be there. I’d die if you weren’t
there.’
‘How about in spirit?’
‘Don’t joke about this.’
‘Who’s joking?’
‘You can be so impossible sometimes!’
‘Have a good life Andy. I’ll miss you.’
I was jolted from my meditation suddenly by a shot of lightening my eyes flew open
and I looked round Iris and Chhaya were still sitting in their meditative places and
still in the mediation.
I swallowed I could still feel my skin burning. It was like I had been hit with the
lightening. I was uneasy about my mediation the conversation with Andy. It hadn’t
happened yet I knew it was going to happen it was going to be the last words I spoke
to him. My heart ached as much as I loved the clumsy fool, he never loved me back.
no more than two friends would love each other.
I closed my eyes slipping back in to the mediation.
‘She’s not a saiyan Kakarott... You do realise you could of brought her here to
destroy this planet!’
‘I looked in to her heart Vegeta. She doesn’t have it in her.’
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing it was like I was seeing something the show
hadn’t shown.
I was jolted from my meditation as the alarm went off and I stood up and stretched. I
shook out Iris’s chequered shirt and I saw Iris was starting at the yes no stone I
handed her the chequered shirt back I looked at the stone I saw the words ‘yes’ I
smiled at her. She looked at me and gave me a smiled.
“Yay?” I asked.
“Yay.” She replied.
Chhaya undid her watch from the tree and strapped it back on.
“Well girlies any guidance?” She asked.
Iris nodded. “Yeah I got the Greek calling you?” She asked.
“Hindu what else?” She asked with a smile.
They both looked at me. “Just premonitions again it’s all I get when I go in to
mediation.” I sighed thinking about the argument I’d have with Andy.
Chhaya and Iris linked their arms though mine and together we made our way our of
the ‘Blair witch woods’ easy enough with all our gear like bags and jackets then
headed together to the Botanical Garden’s cafe. Where I sat at a table outside with an
ash tray at a table smoking a cigarette.
Iris looked at me as Chhaya came back with the menus.
“I don’t know about you girls but I’m hungry as a muthafucker.” she said.
“Hell yeah.” I agreed.
Iris nodded as well. “Do they have any sushi?”
“Oh yeah they do so what sushi is it girls?” Chhaya asked.
“Yeah.” I agreed. “Just get me the veggie kind or the grilled chicken.”
“No fish for you girlie.” Iris smiled.
Was I becoming that predictable to my friends? Well I guess I am predictable to those
who know I don’t touch fish with a barge pole.
I drifted off thinking on the premonitions when Chhaya came back with our sushi
dishes. If it hadn’t of been for Iris I wouldn’t of touched the stuff. I had this whole
anti-Japanese thing about me, yet I adored acknowledging my Chinese heritage and
Gods know I’ve scared off many a Japanese guys by sitting eerily in the corner of the
Asian functions reading ‘the Rape of Nanking’
Chhaya being Hindu Asian herself she knew alot of them and had dated a Japanese
guy herself. Same with Iris. In fact she was seeing a real cutie.
He hated my guts though. But he adored Iris she would sit there and have a total
conversation in Japanese with him. I felt like I was sliding further apart from my two
friends. But I guess you notice things like that especially close to when you think
you’re going to die.
I’m such a Goth freak I love the thought of death I would rather die than live a long
life alone. sure I don’t dress Goth because I have red hair and that just doesn’t go no
matter what people say the dark haired people can pull it off so much better.
Anyways I sat mulling in my thoughts while slowly eating and I didn’t realise how
much I had eaten until after I’d finished. Give me a tail and I’d probably almost pass
off for having a saiyan appetite. after we ate we walked back to town together to head
home to get ready for the ritual that night.
What were we having a ritual for? Well I guess we all wanted answers from the Gods.
Chhaya wanted to know when her ‘mate’ would come no soul in front of it...
she’d found her soul mate and they had the last life together.
The whole rebirth and reincarnation thing. Just like me I have my soul mate. It’s not
Andy though. It sucks really I found my long lost soul mate from a previous life only
to be said. ‘It can’t be’ Everything was doomed against me from the beginning.
Iris never told us what she wanted the ritual for, we guessed it was none of our
business anyways.
I remember sitting on the bus heading home. I’ve got this big fear of driving when
you get hit by a car and have the loud mouth American ambulance guy say...
‘if only he’d be going 5 k faster you’d be dead. You’re lucky to be alive.’ Ya
kinda get turned off from going for a licence. I’ve had this big fear of cars since.
I spent alot of time sitting at the back of the bus in the corner listening to my discman
and some annoying boy band pop group Five I think. It was their song ‘Lets dance’ I
guess I needed a pick me up song from the grunge and angry sounds I used to listen
to.
Anyway I felt some form of presence and the light shinning through the window
seemed to illuminate this little child several seats in front of me he was standing on
the seat on his mother’s lap looking at me with intense blue eyes and there was this
glow round him. You know it made him look angelic but it was the blue eyes was
what got to me more than anything before. And with the golden light round him I felt
as if my senses were being heightened like his was. I was seeing something round him
a glow that I had never seen before and he was seeing something round me too. They
say kids see the ‘truth’ and ‘real’ colors before society drums it out of them. And this
kid was scaring me. I knew he saw something round me. Now if only I could see it
to.
I saw my stop coming up and I yanked the cord and got off at my stop shouting my
thanks to the Aussie bus driver Ian. Shows you how much I travel by bus. I practically
ran down my street, the best you can run in these big clunkers of shoes. And I ran up
to my house I shared with my brother and mother. I stopped the discman from playing
out it’s happy perky clubbing music and I headed inside to see my bro in the
cupboards making himself up at feast.
The rest of the day went dully. I lay in bed watching reruns of dragonball Z trying to
see the point behind the premonition of Goku and Vegeta. Yet in all my episodes I
couldn’t see where they had even had the at discussion I saw. I stopped the tape and
placed a new one in to record the episodes on namek I missed.
I watched on the screen as the little kid cutie, Gohan and Vegeta fought on earth,
while waiting for Goku to finish off Frieza. Not long til namek blows up taking
whatever life left on the planet with it. I found it kinda scary that sort of thing could
be drawn. I totally love animes I’d grown up watching them shows like Voltron,
Saber Rider and the Star Sheriff’s, Sailor Moon, Samurai Pizza Cats, Speed Racer
and even Jem a Hasbro (American) show had turned seemly anime towards the end of
it’s run in the flashback scenes.
After the episode was over I stopped the tape and I got ready for the ritual packing my
stuff together and choosing my outfit we were to head in to town after the ritual to
help raise some more energy to answer our questions. My question to the Gods was
simple enough.
‘Why had no Pantheon answered me or called me to them.’
All I got was an Animal Guide called Tiger Sun. But he was companion enough. I
remember after meeting him the raw animal instincts coming out of me but along
with it something else had come out of me years of hate for my life and my father,
and for forever being the shadow of Iris and Chhaya. Bitterness was seeping my soul
tainting it. I guess when you know something big is about to happen, that sort of thing
does seep in somewhere.
I met the others after dark at our chosen spot it was a park and it was dark and we
were all dressed in the colors of our corners. Except me I wore red why? Well you
look through my wardrobe the green you find is all in baby tee’s and skatey, military
clothes. Red seemed so much more fitting the three quarter sleeved low cut collared
top hugging my size 14 figure. With a short black miniskirt hitched high up my legs
and my shoes the annoying Geri shoes I’d been nicknamed ‘Geri’ for wearing. all my
other dress shoes all had mold on them from lack of wearing over the dreary weather
from the previous seasons and sitting in a moist ugly corner of my room. But the
‘Geri’ shoes propelled my 5’4” height up two more inches.
I remember the greetings of hugs with my friends and I put my bag down and Iris got
out the supplies and set everything up.
The ritual started off with us asking The lord and lady to be present, then we called
the corners and began to invoke we drew on the power of the watchtowers. Now if
you’ve seen Dragonball which I assume you have you’ll remember those powering up
scenes they have. This is kind of like that except we don’t have flickering red or blue
aura’s we just have a sense there. Except that night I could see the auras and colors so
clearly. It was like we were all on fire and even after asking our question and closing
the circle down. We left the stuff at my place my mother being a witch also didn’t
mind, but Iris’ dad and Chhaya’s mother didn’t know and they didn’t want to tell
them. So we got my mother to drop us off I remember my mom sitting behind the
wheel of the cab. My mother the wiccan taxi driver. After Chhaya and Iris got out of
the cab my mother kept in for a brief moment and I thought I saw her almost cry. In
my entire life I’d only seen my mother cry once. She hugged me and gave me a kiss
on the forehead and told me she loved me and to be careful and to come back to her.
I knew then something was wrong it’s strange how one witch will almost sense
that.
I left the cab and watched as my mother drive off. Fear gripped my heart I knew then I
could feel it in the current of the air. Something was going to stop me from seeing my
mother again. Gods everything was so scary. It’s like the whole world knew that night
would be my last night on that plain of existence. I swallowed lightly and I turned
round the three off us walked up the steps to the CLVB it was a Greek themed club
that doubled as a restaurant. Which was good cause after raising more energy for our
cause, we were going to pig out.
What I didn’t expect was to see Andy and Nat in the clvb. Andy had his arm round his
high school sweetheart and he was whispering sweet nothings in to her ear. It made
my blood boil for him to be drawn to that... vixen. She hated me. She saw me as
competition for Andy’s affections. This was like a really bad movie romance movie...
I think that annoying one with Cameron Diaz and Julia Roberts. Gods I hate those two
actress’s. Andy saw me and he smiled and waved me over.
Chhaya rubbed my arm which now was prickly with seeing Lucy suddenly hanging
off his arm. Nat smiled at me and patted me on the back as I reached them.
“Hey what are you doing out tonight?” Andy asked with that brilliant smile he
has.
“Oh you know trying to get laid. So I can steal some guys energy and take over the
world putting everyone in to slavery. The norm.” I replied with a shrug.
Andy laughed. Nat laughed. Even I did to show I was kidding. But Lucy she shot me
the nastiest glare ever. Hey sex magick is the strongest magick you’ll ever come
across the type of energy coming from that it truly amazing. I think Lucy thought I
was going to steal Andy form her that night and steal his energy. How android
cliche...
I hated her with a vengeance if only I knew how to use ki I’d pull a Vegeta and blast
her in to the next dimension. She wasn’t right for him. I saw how she treated
him.
She’d be all over him one minute then yelling and screaming at him the next their
fights shook the earth and hurt my ears. Yet they appeared to love each other. I
suppose that was okay after all Andy had come to me first. I was the first person he
told about his feelings for Lucy. And I pushed him in to it, made him get the
confidence to ask her out. Why? Because I love him and wanted to see him happy.
Now I was wishing I was her. But what they announced next over the loud music
made me want to be her even more.
“Andy proposed to me in the most sweetest way ever. and now we’re going to get
married.” Lucy said and she smirked at me showing me her hand with the ring.
My heart felt like it had been grabbed and ripped out of my chest and held before me
in the most gruesomest way ever. I felt like yet another helpless victim for Mola Ram.
I nodded and flashed a phoney smile.
“Congrats you two. So when’s the big date?” I asked trying to hide my pain.
“Oh probably next year.” Andy replied.
I smiled falsely again. “Well I wish you the best. Have a good life together.”
My time I knew was drawing near and I left the three of them to themselves and I
walked over to Chhaya and Iris. “I can’t be here. I’m sorry. I can’t be in the same
room with that bitch.” I said and hugged them both. “You guys take care okay.”
“Huh? You’re not going home are you?” Iris said.
“No I need I need my Latin dance partner so I can chase up a few guys to buy us
drinks!” Chhaya protested.
“He’s marrying her you guys. He’s going to marry that bitch.” I felt tears. I felt pain. I
felt like I had just died. But not yet physically.
Iris’s mouth dropped she looked at me and I smiled at her. “A-Lee.” She began.
I wiped the tears from my face and ran out of the clvb fast...
To Be Continued...
