Hey people! I did this one awhile ago, but decided to post it up cause I
love it, I don't know if this should be a one-shot or a story, I have a
good twist if it where a story, but you guys can decide! :o) Have Fun!!
Sweet Memories
Nightmares
" talking " * thinking * (Me butting in)
Disclaimer: Nope sorry to say, I DON'T own DBZ.
" Vegeta please don't go." Bulma said in a shaky voice looking into those black holes of mystery, that she had missed dearly.
* It's the same dream again.*
" I must go." That was all he said walking out the door not turning back once.
The door shut.
* I'm never going to see him again. Why did you have to go? *
Tear ran down her face. A cry awoke her from her trance, just starring into air, her white summer dress turned in the breeze.
" Trunks." She whispered.
* You're the only reason I went on, my sweet Trunks. *
She walked into the blue painted room, and her little Trunks crying in his cradle.
Bulma picked him up and held him close. She stood there looking out the window, the tears were building up but she refused to cry.
" Dada." Trunks cooed.
Bulma couldn't stop the tears now.
" Oh.Trunks." She spoke softly kissing the child's hair.
An explosion made the earth shake, and another after until the sky turned red and silent.
They had lost.
* No don't go! * She screamed at herself, but of course she could not stop herself from placing Trunks into his cradle. And turning out the door. She speed down the stairs and grabbed her jacket as she speed out the door.
She pulled out a capsule from her pocket and through it onto the deserted road.
POOF.
When the cloud of smoke cleared she jumped to the air car and put the radio on. The news was now on all day and night since the androids came. She shook the tears away.
" North City has just been blown to smithereens! BOOM! AHHHH!!!" Screaming could be heard in the distance as the male reporter whispered hurried into his microphone.
" OH MY KAMI! THERE RIGHT IN FR." The station cut out. Everyone knew that he was killed.
Bulma turned the radio off and speed down the street.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Bulma stood onto of a huge crater. No man made machine could have done this. But she knew what could.
* No don't look down. No I don't want to see it again! * She screamed at herself but as it was a dream she could not control herself.
Bulma looked over the crumbled buildings and the craters in the earth. She looked down into the crater she stood above. There she saw 6 figures spread across the ground.
" No." She whispered as her eyes widened. She ran down the crater carelessly, but tripped over a rock and rolled down the slop. She fell onto of something small and cold. She opened her eyes to see Krillen, but there where two holes thrown his head where veins and blood where spread over him.
Bulma screamed scrambling up tears flooding down her cheeks.
" No Krillen." She managed before a sob took over she fell on to her knees. She shakily put a hand out to touch Krillen put pulled it away quickly when a noise came from beside her.
She quickly turned her head towards the noise, there shaking with wide eyes and a hand out to her was her old boyfriend Yamcha.
" Yamcha!" She said quickly standing up and running to him.
" Bulma." He whispered his eyes rolling into the back of his head but coming back again quickly.
Bulma held his hand with two hands.
" Yamcha, it's ok, you're going to be fine." She said smiling.
" I.never meant to hurt.you." He whispered as his last breath died and his eyes rolled back into his head.
Bulma hugged him tightly. She felt warm liquid seep into her dress. She squeezed her eyes shut tighter. She pulled away and placed a kiss onto of his forehead. She stood up and looked around to find a white cape fluttering in the wind as the figures under it lay still.
She ran over to the pile of bodies, Chiazho was held in Teins arms protectively but his back has half burned off, Bulma turned away. As she turned her head she saw Piccolo flinching.
She walked over to him and put her hand on his cheek. His eyes moved to her, pain filled them.
" Gohan." He said before he went limp and his breath fell him.
A tear fell on his cheek.
* Why must these memories haunt me so? *
" Vegeta." She had not found him yet, but apart of her didn't want to.
" Bulma." A raspy voice cut the silence. There in a pile of cement and poles was Vegeta holding something in his arms.
" Vegeta!" She said running over to him wrapping her arms around him. A limp arm held her waist. He pulled back and pushed something from under his arm towards her.
" Gohan!" She said quickly as she took him from his side and held him protectively to her chest.
" Look after him...he must...ARRGGHH!" Vegeta frowned in pain.
" Vegeta your hurt, I'll take you home, your going to be fine." She said rambling on tears building in her eyes.
" No. Take Gohan he will teach Trunks how to fight." He whispered.
"IS THAT ALL YOU CARE ABOUT! THEY DON'T HAVE TO FIGHT!" She screamed.
Vegeta smiled at her reaction, a real smile. His hand came to touch her face. Bulma could feel the tears now she leant into his touch. How could she live without his touch, smell, just to look into his eyes and forget the world behind her.
" You will go on, and I have always wanted t." He was cut off by they pain rushing though his body.
" NO YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE! VEGETA!" She screamed hugging his chest. She could hear his heart slowing.
" No." She whispered tears now no stop falling.
" Bulma I." His eyes falling into the back of his head but he would not allow this to happen.
" I." He was cut off when and pole ripped through his chest, blood poured all over her.
" NO!" She looked up to see 18 flouting above her smirking.
" Oh.isn't that sad he never got to spit it out." She laughed.
" You bitch!" She screamed and stood up holding Gohan to her chest.
18 stopped and growled.
" I'll kill you slowly for that one!" She screamed but her brother held her shoulder.
" Now, now sister look what see has in her hands, I would hate it if you destroyed the fun we could have with him when he gets older." He spoke softly but with every word the fear within Bulma grew.
* NO! ANYTHING BUT HIM! *
" Fine! But when the day comes I'm the one who gets to go first." She said crossing her arms.
Bulma stood still not knowing what had happened.
" You had better go before I change my mind." 17 said smiling crazily.
Bulma scrambled away, she came to her air car and speed off.
* Why? *
That was her last though until the shaking of her shoulders awoke her from her nightmare.
" Mum. Wake up." Trunks whispered into her ear. She opened her eyes to meet a pair of blue oceans.
" Trunks?" She said and sat up.
REVIEW!! I WANT TO KNOW WAT YOU THINK!! :o)
Death Angels
Sweet Memories
Nightmares
" talking " * thinking * (Me butting in)
Disclaimer: Nope sorry to say, I DON'T own DBZ.
" Vegeta please don't go." Bulma said in a shaky voice looking into those black holes of mystery, that she had missed dearly.
* It's the same dream again.*
" I must go." That was all he said walking out the door not turning back once.
The door shut.
* I'm never going to see him again. Why did you have to go? *
Tear ran down her face. A cry awoke her from her trance, just starring into air, her white summer dress turned in the breeze.
" Trunks." She whispered.
* You're the only reason I went on, my sweet Trunks. *
She walked into the blue painted room, and her little Trunks crying in his cradle.
Bulma picked him up and held him close. She stood there looking out the window, the tears were building up but she refused to cry.
" Dada." Trunks cooed.
Bulma couldn't stop the tears now.
" Oh.Trunks." She spoke softly kissing the child's hair.
An explosion made the earth shake, and another after until the sky turned red and silent.
They had lost.
* No don't go! * She screamed at herself, but of course she could not stop herself from placing Trunks into his cradle. And turning out the door. She speed down the stairs and grabbed her jacket as she speed out the door.
She pulled out a capsule from her pocket and through it onto the deserted road.
POOF.
When the cloud of smoke cleared she jumped to the air car and put the radio on. The news was now on all day and night since the androids came. She shook the tears away.
" North City has just been blown to smithereens! BOOM! AHHHH!!!" Screaming could be heard in the distance as the male reporter whispered hurried into his microphone.
" OH MY KAMI! THERE RIGHT IN FR." The station cut out. Everyone knew that he was killed.
Bulma turned the radio off and speed down the street.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Bulma stood onto of a huge crater. No man made machine could have done this. But she knew what could.
* No don't look down. No I don't want to see it again! * She screamed at herself but as it was a dream she could not control herself.
Bulma looked over the crumbled buildings and the craters in the earth. She looked down into the crater she stood above. There she saw 6 figures spread across the ground.
" No." She whispered as her eyes widened. She ran down the crater carelessly, but tripped over a rock and rolled down the slop. She fell onto of something small and cold. She opened her eyes to see Krillen, but there where two holes thrown his head where veins and blood where spread over him.
Bulma screamed scrambling up tears flooding down her cheeks.
" No Krillen." She managed before a sob took over she fell on to her knees. She shakily put a hand out to touch Krillen put pulled it away quickly when a noise came from beside her.
She quickly turned her head towards the noise, there shaking with wide eyes and a hand out to her was her old boyfriend Yamcha.
" Yamcha!" She said quickly standing up and running to him.
" Bulma." He whispered his eyes rolling into the back of his head but coming back again quickly.
Bulma held his hand with two hands.
" Yamcha, it's ok, you're going to be fine." She said smiling.
" I.never meant to hurt.you." He whispered as his last breath died and his eyes rolled back into his head.
Bulma hugged him tightly. She felt warm liquid seep into her dress. She squeezed her eyes shut tighter. She pulled away and placed a kiss onto of his forehead. She stood up and looked around to find a white cape fluttering in the wind as the figures under it lay still.
She ran over to the pile of bodies, Chiazho was held in Teins arms protectively but his back has half burned off, Bulma turned away. As she turned her head she saw Piccolo flinching.
She walked over to him and put her hand on his cheek. His eyes moved to her, pain filled them.
" Gohan." He said before he went limp and his breath fell him.
A tear fell on his cheek.
* Why must these memories haunt me so? *
" Vegeta." She had not found him yet, but apart of her didn't want to.
" Bulma." A raspy voice cut the silence. There in a pile of cement and poles was Vegeta holding something in his arms.
" Vegeta!" She said running over to him wrapping her arms around him. A limp arm held her waist. He pulled back and pushed something from under his arm towards her.
" Gohan!" She said quickly as she took him from his side and held him protectively to her chest.
" Look after him...he must...ARRGGHH!" Vegeta frowned in pain.
" Vegeta your hurt, I'll take you home, your going to be fine." She said rambling on tears building in her eyes.
" No. Take Gohan he will teach Trunks how to fight." He whispered.
"IS THAT ALL YOU CARE ABOUT! THEY DON'T HAVE TO FIGHT!" She screamed.
Vegeta smiled at her reaction, a real smile. His hand came to touch her face. Bulma could feel the tears now she leant into his touch. How could she live without his touch, smell, just to look into his eyes and forget the world behind her.
" You will go on, and I have always wanted t." He was cut off by they pain rushing though his body.
" NO YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE! VEGETA!" She screamed hugging his chest. She could hear his heart slowing.
" No." She whispered tears now no stop falling.
" Bulma I." His eyes falling into the back of his head but he would not allow this to happen.
" I." He was cut off when and pole ripped through his chest, blood poured all over her.
" NO!" She looked up to see 18 flouting above her smirking.
" Oh.isn't that sad he never got to spit it out." She laughed.
" You bitch!" She screamed and stood up holding Gohan to her chest.
18 stopped and growled.
" I'll kill you slowly for that one!" She screamed but her brother held her shoulder.
" Now, now sister look what see has in her hands, I would hate it if you destroyed the fun we could have with him when he gets older." He spoke softly but with every word the fear within Bulma grew.
* NO! ANYTHING BUT HIM! *
" Fine! But when the day comes I'm the one who gets to go first." She said crossing her arms.
Bulma stood still not knowing what had happened.
" You had better go before I change my mind." 17 said smiling crazily.
Bulma scrambled away, she came to her air car and speed off.
* Why? *
That was her last though until the shaking of her shoulders awoke her from her nightmare.
" Mum. Wake up." Trunks whispered into her ear. She opened her eyes to meet a pair of blue oceans.
" Trunks?" She said and sat up.
REVIEW!! I WANT TO KNOW WAT YOU THINK!! :o)
Death Angels
