I'm running down a corridor.
Sweat droplets bead my forehead, and in my arms is a small item, wrapped in blankets.
I'm not sure why, but I know that I shouldn't open it yet.
So I keep running. I pass by a woman with horns and oddly colored skin, then a woman with a tail, then a man with horns and odd skin, then a man with green skin, and a man with pink. I passed by trails of blood, mangled bodies, corpses.
Soon they become familiar. People I used to work with, neighbors, friends, shit.
The bodies become my new family, yes, I consider them family. And at the end of it, a pedestal, where I place the item. The blankets unwrap, and reveal a child I don't even know, but the power inside it is pulsating. The power is enough to deter me, and I cannot even look at the child. Of course even if I could see the child, it was an infant, so there would be no way for me to recognize it.
Holy shit, is this a calling? Am I going to know a child that can be important, or HAVE a child that will be important? I then awake with a cold sweat.
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The Great Saiyan War
FanfictionThe first part to an epic story, where wars brew, not only on the battlefield, but amongst families. Everyone's told to worry about their opponents, but what if their opponents are closer than expected? Will bonds hold? Can lives be saved? Find out...
