Dragon Ball Story: The Lost and The Forgotten

Emergency Landing on Inhospitable World!

Flames scorched a devastated metropolis. As the thick, dark smoke soared into the cloudy sky, shouting rang across the city once known for its beauty and advanced technology. People screamed as they tried to escape the fire and the collapsing buildings. Not too far away, several explosions detonated throughout the crumbling city. A heavily depleted army attempted to halt the invasion with all its might and urgency, but they continued to suffer heavy losses. Despite the low number of invaders, the aliens were too strong.

"Sir! The enemy's progress is slowing! They seem heavily wounded, and their strength depleted!"

A giant, reptilian creature stood at the edge of a barely standing building and observed the battle from above. "It's time! Release the Crimson Knights! Let them taste blood after being locked for the past two decades!" The general's booming voice echoed over the area.

Meanwhile, a young man's voice echoed across the battlefield as he leaped over a soldier and proceeded to kick the opponent in the air. As the soldier fell to the ground, the long-haired male cried out as the pain surged through his body. Blood dripped from his hand while the red ooze slowly slid down his bruised cheeks. His long, black hair swayed around as he glanced left and right. He was looking for someone, but no matter how hard he searched for them, he couldn't find them. Intense fear and panic began to take hold of the young warrior, who clenched his teeth as more enemies surrounded him.

Sweat rolled down his temple as he glared at the newly arrived soldiers. Something was different about them. The look in their eyes and posture gave off a dangerous feeling. Despite that, the teenager closed his fists tightly and released a battle cry. He zapped toward them, ready to get rid of them like the rest, but this time it was different. His strike hit the ground instead of the enemy. He wasn't even allowed to look up when a heavy blow from the back sent him stumbling forward. Blood poured out of his mouth as he tried to stop himself; however, a strike from below caused him to float in the air. He slightly opened his eyes and saw a burly reptilian above him. All he could do was watch as the massive fist hit his forehead.

The young man slammed against the rough ground and cried as the pain was too much too bare. Slowly, he pulled himself up and tried his best to ignore the ache. The wounded warrior stepped back as the crazed soldiers rushed at him. He ducked, thus avoiding a sharp blade sticking out of the soldier's gauntlet. The teen swiftly rose and caught the enemy by the crimson sash. He spun around and released the hold a few seconds later. As the soldier crashed into other men, the young warrior lifted his arm toward the black sky. A violet energy swirled around his muscular arm as an orb materialized above his palm. Once he gathered enough power, he lowered the bruised arm and fired a ki blast.

Such an attack caused the ground to tremble. The long-haired teen almost fell but managed to remain composed. He ran away while the enemy was disoriented and lost in the smoke. The tall teen struck down the weaker soldiers who got in his way, but even doing so was extremely painful. Sweat and blood combined and blew off his face as he ran fast, hoping to find a good hiding place. Suddenly, he spotted a tilted building in the corner of his eye. He changed directions and propelled himself toward the damaged building.

As he got inside, he rushed upstairs and found a spot where he could see everything. "D-Dammnit! That hideous freak set us up! No way this isn't an Elite level mission!" The teen leaned against the wall and tried to catch some air.

"And, of course, Vegeta accepted the mission without regard to anyone but himself!"

The young warrior winced and cried as he removed the damaged armor. A piece got stuck in his abdomen. He seized the little bit and pulled it out. As he tossed the thing away, the teen clenched his teeth and squeezed his hands tightly. He could feel the darkness slowly corrupting his vision, but he didn't let it consume him.