2 Prologue 2/2 - So This New World Had Better Be Exciting (1/2)
”There's no such thing as fair or unfair in battle. There is only victory or in your case, defeat
-Vegeta (Dragon Ball Z Kai: The Final Chapter)
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Marshall D. Emily's POV:
The sunset on the beach was always a relaxing experience, or at least thats what 18 year old Marshall D. Emily thought as she gazed at the horizon. Various shades of pink, red, and orange exploded across the sky in a beautiful display. It was a picturesque sight that could easily take one's breath away.
Emily had been sitting on the beach for about two hours now, just lounging about as the day came to close. Though she knew she had various chores that needed to be done around the house, she instead opted to come out and relax for a bit.
She had been working her ass off for weeks in order to not only provide for herself but to pay the tribute money to the bastard fishmen that came by every month. Ever since the group of fishmen had shown up a little over ten years ago, no one had been able to sleep soundly, and that included her.
In Cocoyasi village, everyone tried their hardest to live as best they could. It pissed Emily off to no end whenever she thought about the unfairness of the entire situation. She couldn't even fight back as, even though she had trained herself and her body since she was young, she was only a single person against an army.
Over the years, there had been many a person who had went over to challenge the leader of the fishmen, Arlong, to a fight. The survivors of these matches could be counted on a single hand and each one had come back all bloody and bruised.
It wasn't that any of the men that went were weak, but rather that the fishmen species were just too strong for any ordinary person to deal with. Not only did they have superhuman like strength, but they possessed superiority in numbers making them impossible to deal with alone.
”The tribute is due tomorrow,” Emily groaned as she pushed herself off the ground and onto her feet. She dusted off her black skirt and red hoodie before fixing her long white hair, making sure that all the sand was gone. ”I better head back and finish up my chores before Nalla gets angry again.”
Checking herself over once more, Emily started the long walk back to her home. It was roughly two miles along the beach from the spot where she was at, but she didn't mind making the trip. The view of the sunset was a beautiful thing and she would probably do it again tomorrow as it helped to ease her nerves.
She gazed up at the sky, its bright vibrant colors beginning to fade as the sun began sinking rather quickly on the horizon. She sighed, sadness replacing her expression as she watched the shades of orange and pink fade into black ink.
”Its always the good things that end so qui- mmmmff,” Emily was suddenly introduced to the ground as she tripped over something, injesting a bit of sand in the process.
Pulling her face out of the sand, Emily let out a long stream of very unladylike things after she spit out the mouthful of dirt. It wasn't one of her finest moments but at the present she didn't really care and no one was around to witness it.
”GOSH DAMN IT,” Emily yelled as she began kicking around at the air. ”THE FUCK WAS THA....?” She stopped in the middle of her little tantrum when one of her kicks, instead of hitting nothing but air, made contact with something soft.
”Well thats strange, who left a perfectly good dead body on the beach?” Emily said jokingly as she knelt down next to the thing she kicked. Though she had only been joking, she hadn't expected to actually find a body on her way home. What was more was the fact that the person was actually breathing.
”Hey person, if your not dead, then could you wake up? I need to talk to you about paying me compensation for making me eat dirt.” Emily said as she shook the body. ”I think around a thousand berries outta cover it.”
She would've kept shaking the person but stopped when something incredibly soft brushed against her arm. Acting on instinct, she grabbed it and held onto it tightly in a viselike grip. The thing in her hand continued to move, but a bit slower as its movements were constricted by her grip.
”What is this thing?” Emily muttered as she attempted to pull on it. She didn't get it very far as she met with resistance almost immediately. She tried again after that, pulling it even harder, but again was met with resistance. After multiple tries, she eventually gave up and let it go, allowing the thing to move unimpeded, although it did show signs of lowering itself little by little.
Emily turned her attention back to the person lying at in front of her. Though it was rather dark, she could still make out some details on the mysterious stranger.