{ glass roses } - { in repair }
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MIKARI HITOSHI + DBZ/GT is (c) of it's organization.
..a/n - first fic in a LONG TIME..
// in repair \\
Glassy eyes stared upon Bra. Bra felt a hand touch her arm. She turned with fright, and loosened up as she saw it was only her brother. "Shh..." he whispered with a deep look of anguish in his eyes.
"Why?" she hissed back.
He looked at her with his gloomy lavender eyes. "Do you know why everyone is gone? Do you know why mommy, daddy, Gohan, Goten, Goku, Chichi, Videl and Marron's family are gone?" She shook her head with dismay.
"Why are they gone?" she asked. Her big aqua eyes penetrated the still darkness with a sudden jolt of fear.
"Some one's waiting. They're always waiting. Marron's come to accept that fate. This person is no other than..." he breathed in and released a strained and choked voice, "Pan. She is the one waiting for us. But no... she's not the problem. It's the disease. Mommy and everyone died because of it. Pan's the only one who saw what happened. So she's the one who can help us... but-" he sighed.
Marron came out of the darkness. Flexing her newly built bionic arm. "She's not here..." her metal arm glistened in the darkness, and her deep coal colored eyes fluttered in the darkness like fireflies would have.
"What's with your-" Bra started.
Marron stared closely at Bra. Then her bionic arm. "Rebuilt by my mother before she died. Before the disease caught her. When my hand was sliced off by Nanjacu." A silver tear stained her face, and she wiped it off her face, with her other arm.
"I'm sorry..." Bra said.
Trunks said with a grimace. "She's here." Bra looked at her brother with confusion.
"*Who's* here?" she asked inquisitively.
Marron grimaced as well, tightening her grip on herself, and bending down on one knee. "Seles. Aeris. Jeanne. D'arc." she said with a slightly overdone French accent.
"WHO?" Bra emphasized.
Trunks held Bra's arm. Pulled Bra down to the ground, and forced Bra to kneel. "Seles Aeris - Jeanne D'arc. Pan!" He yelled at Bra as the buzzing of bees in the night distracted him.
"What?" Bra asked once more.
"Seles Aeris - Celestial Air - the reincarnation of Jeanne D'arc - Joan of Arc - Pan Son!" Marron yelled feeling the tensity of the gravity pulling on her.
Bra felt her heart beating one hundred times faster. "Weren't we going to find her." Bra yelled over the wind.
Everything ceased. "We were. I think that wasn't her." Marron stated.
"She's in hiding. Holding her saintly self to hiding. She's got to hide if she wants to save us. Or else she'll end up like mom! The soldier of the French. The soldier of women. The slayer of the silence. Joan of Arc. She is the only hope we've got. Even I," Trunks sighed once again, "don't have enough power to destroy a disease if it is not visible."
"Only she can see the disease. She knows what the piece of shit looks like. She's seen it access her father and grandfather, and kill 'em. We didn't. She *is* the strongest now."
Marron's eyes filled with tears. "And she has to do this even if it means her life." She shook her head, filling her empty face with an emotion of hate. "I wish it wasn't her. She's too young." Bra felt very shocked. Why'd she never know?
"Nanjacu." Trunks said silently. "It's her fault. She spread the disease. She wants to fulfill her dream of 'silence.'" he imitated some one like the mimes Bra saw on the streets.
"...oh." Bra said in pity. "...why?"
Trunks placed his hand on her mouth as a dark wind approached, replacing living things with a sane mind.
"Nanjacu. Welcome." Marron stated, gritting her teeth.
// * * * * \\
"Pan! You've got to hide. It is my duty as your guardian to keep you safe!" Uub said with anger.
Pan shook her head. "I know your strong. But you won't last. I need to help them now!" Pan's ki appeared, and a golden aura appeared, engulfing her.
"Super saiyan?" Uub said. "Emotional... girls - ewck."
Her hair was now golden, and long. Like Joan of Arc. Her eyes a simple blue on her right eye, and an aqua green on her left. A pair of silver mercury lined her skin. Making her almost inpenetrable. Her back arched, as a pair of meter long white wings appeared. A sword encased in her hands showed much approval. It was encrusted with a J. "Joan of Arc." She stated. "I am the ArchAngel." She flapped her wings heading towards Trunks and the rest.
{end of introduction}
//a-n : i thot this sucked. i never write anything like this. i must be braindead.\\
\\review anyhoo - i wanna hear anything but flames. if you do - then i'll stab...//
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MIKARI HITOSHI + DBZ/GT is (c) of it's organization.
..a/n - first fic in a LONG TIME..
// in repair \\
Glassy eyes stared upon Bra. Bra felt a hand touch her arm. She turned with fright, and loosened up as she saw it was only her brother. "Shh..." he whispered with a deep look of anguish in his eyes.
"Why?" she hissed back.
He looked at her with his gloomy lavender eyes. "Do you know why everyone is gone? Do you know why mommy, daddy, Gohan, Goten, Goku, Chichi, Videl and Marron's family are gone?" She shook her head with dismay.
"Why are they gone?" she asked. Her big aqua eyes penetrated the still darkness with a sudden jolt of fear.
"Some one's waiting. They're always waiting. Marron's come to accept that fate. This person is no other than..." he breathed in and released a strained and choked voice, "Pan. She is the one waiting for us. But no... she's not the problem. It's the disease. Mommy and everyone died because of it. Pan's the only one who saw what happened. So she's the one who can help us... but-" he sighed.
Marron came out of the darkness. Flexing her newly built bionic arm. "She's not here..." her metal arm glistened in the darkness, and her deep coal colored eyes fluttered in the darkness like fireflies would have.
"What's with your-" Bra started.
Marron stared closely at Bra. Then her bionic arm. "Rebuilt by my mother before she died. Before the disease caught her. When my hand was sliced off by Nanjacu." A silver tear stained her face, and she wiped it off her face, with her other arm.
"I'm sorry..." Bra said.
Trunks said with a grimace. "She's here." Bra looked at her brother with confusion.
"*Who's* here?" she asked inquisitively.
Marron grimaced as well, tightening her grip on herself, and bending down on one knee. "Seles. Aeris. Jeanne. D'arc." she said with a slightly overdone French accent.
"WHO?" Bra emphasized.
Trunks held Bra's arm. Pulled Bra down to the ground, and forced Bra to kneel. "Seles Aeris - Jeanne D'arc. Pan!" He yelled at Bra as the buzzing of bees in the night distracted him.
"What?" Bra asked once more.
"Seles Aeris - Celestial Air - the reincarnation of Jeanne D'arc - Joan of Arc - Pan Son!" Marron yelled feeling the tensity of the gravity pulling on her.
Bra felt her heart beating one hundred times faster. "Weren't we going to find her." Bra yelled over the wind.
Everything ceased. "We were. I think that wasn't her." Marron stated.
"She's in hiding. Holding her saintly self to hiding. She's got to hide if she wants to save us. Or else she'll end up like mom! The soldier of the French. The soldier of women. The slayer of the silence. Joan of Arc. She is the only hope we've got. Even I," Trunks sighed once again, "don't have enough power to destroy a disease if it is not visible."
"Only she can see the disease. She knows what the piece of shit looks like. She's seen it access her father and grandfather, and kill 'em. We didn't. She *is* the strongest now."
Marron's eyes filled with tears. "And she has to do this even if it means her life." She shook her head, filling her empty face with an emotion of hate. "I wish it wasn't her. She's too young." Bra felt very shocked. Why'd she never know?
"Nanjacu." Trunks said silently. "It's her fault. She spread the disease. She wants to fulfill her dream of 'silence.'" he imitated some one like the mimes Bra saw on the streets.
"...oh." Bra said in pity. "...why?"
Trunks placed his hand on her mouth as a dark wind approached, replacing living things with a sane mind.
"Nanjacu. Welcome." Marron stated, gritting her teeth.
// * * * * \\
"Pan! You've got to hide. It is my duty as your guardian to keep you safe!" Uub said with anger.
Pan shook her head. "I know your strong. But you won't last. I need to help them now!" Pan's ki appeared, and a golden aura appeared, engulfing her.
"Super saiyan?" Uub said. "Emotional... girls - ewck."
Her hair was now golden, and long. Like Joan of Arc. Her eyes a simple blue on her right eye, and an aqua green on her left. A pair of silver mercury lined her skin. Making her almost inpenetrable. Her back arched, as a pair of meter long white wings appeared. A sword encased in her hands showed much approval. It was encrusted with a J. "Joan of Arc." She stated. "I am the ArchAngel." She flapped her wings heading towards Trunks and the rest.
{end of introduction}
//a-n : i thot this sucked. i never write anything like this. i must be braindead.\\
\\review anyhoo - i wanna hear anything but flames. if you do - then i'll stab...//