The Mount Paozu Horror: Prologue
I wish I got reviews.... * sigh * Oh well, I'm back in the saddle again NEwayz. (People run and scream
in fear)
Tweet. Now this is during the 7 years after Seruru (Cell).
Cell: ?? Must you use japanese names for everyone?
Yeaaah. Any who, this is just a prologue. It's 4:30. A.M. I'm gonna screw up. Get away.
Cell: Cranky, aren't we?
You're lookin' at a shiner, bub.
Summary: Gohan is the target of a sinister house that has different children in it each time he's there.
Will he face his fears and stand up to the house? Or will the house take him like so many others?
Disclaimer: It's. Too. Freakin. Early.
Gohan woke up early 2 weeks after the Cell (Touché Seruru-san) Games and his father's untimely
demise to the sounds of construction about 2 mile right of his and his mother's house. He half walked,
half limped down stairs where his mother ChiChi was awake and making breakfast.
"Ma'am, (A/N: He WILL call her ma'am or mama. I'll have no disrespect here) what's goin' on next
door? " he asked sleepily.
" It appears we're getting some new neighbors. " ChiChi said looking out the kitchen window.
" Neighbors? Cool, maybe they'll have some kids my age! " Gohan thought anxiously.
By 5:00 that afternoon, the construction was finished (Don't ask. Too early. Think Briefs.) and a
family of three had moved in.
" Hey, Gohan! " ChiChi called the boy.
" Ma'am? "
" Why don't you go over and meet the neighbors while I fix dinner? "
" Yes ma'am! " Gohan ran out the door and then slowed to a steady horse-trot and thought about
how much his mother had mellowed out since his father had died, and realized she was
pregnant. He reached the house which was rather large with a square roof different from the
rounded roofs he'd seen since as long as he could remember. He rapped softly, yet firmly on the pale yellow door. When he didn't get an answer, he figured they were probably still unpacking
and turned around to leave when a dark-skinned girl in an open blue and white box-plaid jacket,
and a black shirt with baggy black cargos with a dark, dark blue flat-top hat that shadowed her
eyes.
" Yes? " she said in a surprisingly rough voice.
" Oh, hey. I'm your next door neighbor. "
" Oh, cool. " the girl said. She shut the door and signaled him around the back.
At the back of the house was a patio with three chairs and a table drill-nailed on the black marble
floor.
" My name's Meino Yuino. My friends called me Yui. " Yui said motioning Gohan to sit while she stood.
She had a white-gold chain belt with a large, rectangle buckle and two silver chains hanging
out the two side pockets.
" I'm Son Gohan. Are you from here? "
" Nah, I came from America. "
" Then what's with- "
" My dad's Japanese, sorta. " Yui said shrugging. They sat in a thick silence while the sun began to
set.
" Thirsty? " Yui said suddenly.
" No thanks. Are you staying long? "
" I suppose. At least I hope. I'm tired of moving from place to place. " Yui said sadly.
" Move a lot? "
" Yup. " Once again, silence hung over the two of them. "
" What part of America? "
" Atlanta, Georgia then Jacksonville, Mississippi. "
" Ah. First time here? "
" Since I was two. "
" GOHAN! TIME FOR DINNER! " ChiChi shouted.
" Mom? "
" Yes. Gotta go. See ya? "
" Sure. " Yui shook Gohan's hand and waved him off.
" Heh-heh-heh-heh. Nice kid. Bang, bang, he's dead. " Someone whispered from inside the
house. Yui said nothing and disappeared in the house.
I wish I got reviews.... * sigh * Oh well, I'm back in the saddle again NEwayz. (People run and scream
in fear)
Tweet. Now this is during the 7 years after Seruru (Cell).
Cell: ?? Must you use japanese names for everyone?
Yeaaah. Any who, this is just a prologue. It's 4:30. A.M. I'm gonna screw up. Get away.
Cell: Cranky, aren't we?
You're lookin' at a shiner, bub.
Summary: Gohan is the target of a sinister house that has different children in it each time he's there.
Will he face his fears and stand up to the house? Or will the house take him like so many others?
Disclaimer: It's. Too. Freakin. Early.
Gohan woke up early 2 weeks after the Cell (Touché Seruru-san) Games and his father's untimely
demise to the sounds of construction about 2 mile right of his and his mother's house. He half walked,
half limped down stairs where his mother ChiChi was awake and making breakfast.
"Ma'am, (A/N: He WILL call her ma'am or mama. I'll have no disrespect here) what's goin' on next
door? " he asked sleepily.
" It appears we're getting some new neighbors. " ChiChi said looking out the kitchen window.
" Neighbors? Cool, maybe they'll have some kids my age! " Gohan thought anxiously.
By 5:00 that afternoon, the construction was finished (Don't ask. Too early. Think Briefs.) and a
family of three had moved in.
" Hey, Gohan! " ChiChi called the boy.
" Ma'am? "
" Why don't you go over and meet the neighbors while I fix dinner? "
" Yes ma'am! " Gohan ran out the door and then slowed to a steady horse-trot and thought about
how much his mother had mellowed out since his father had died, and realized she was
pregnant. He reached the house which was rather large with a square roof different from the
rounded roofs he'd seen since as long as he could remember. He rapped softly, yet firmly on the pale yellow door. When he didn't get an answer, he figured they were probably still unpacking
and turned around to leave when a dark-skinned girl in an open blue and white box-plaid jacket,
and a black shirt with baggy black cargos with a dark, dark blue flat-top hat that shadowed her
eyes.
" Yes? " she said in a surprisingly rough voice.
" Oh, hey. I'm your next door neighbor. "
" Oh, cool. " the girl said. She shut the door and signaled him around the back.
At the back of the house was a patio with three chairs and a table drill-nailed on the black marble
floor.
" My name's Meino Yuino. My friends called me Yui. " Yui said motioning Gohan to sit while she stood.
She had a white-gold chain belt with a large, rectangle buckle and two silver chains hanging
out the two side pockets.
" I'm Son Gohan. Are you from here? "
" Nah, I came from America. "
" Then what's with- "
" My dad's Japanese, sorta. " Yui said shrugging. They sat in a thick silence while the sun began to
set.
" Thirsty? " Yui said suddenly.
" No thanks. Are you staying long? "
" I suppose. At least I hope. I'm tired of moving from place to place. " Yui said sadly.
" Move a lot? "
" Yup. " Once again, silence hung over the two of them. "
" What part of America? "
" Atlanta, Georgia then Jacksonville, Mississippi. "
" Ah. First time here? "
" Since I was two. "
" GOHAN! TIME FOR DINNER! " ChiChi shouted.
" Mom? "
" Yes. Gotta go. See ya? "
" Sure. " Yui shook Gohan's hand and waved him off.
" Heh-heh-heh-heh. Nice kid. Bang, bang, he's dead. " Someone whispered from inside the
house. Yui said nothing and disappeared in the house.