The day of Gaia
by pandora
part 1;
death smiles upon us all.
Epilogue
Open the gate
Feel the wind
Of devastation
Of desolation
Blows like the breath of a thousand vultures
Wheeling above your head
In Nomine Patris Et Filii Et Spiritus Sancti
You know it's coming
Nothing or no-one will save you now
Forsake your life
What's the use of waiting for a salvation?
Now it's too late
Did I do everything I wanted to do?
Did I forget something I could regret?
I know the end is near
I feel cold like ice
It's as if I was already dead
I know our time has come
-The End of The World –
I don't know why I'm writing this down, there's nobody left on this entire mud ball of a planet to read it anyway, unless the cockroaches are going to evolve into an intelligent lifeform to replace the humans. Come to think of it, that's not entirely impossible, those insects on Arlia had some kind of culture and intellect…
But I must not let my mind astray. It's already damn hard to focus on my writing with the fever coming up. I guess I don't have that much time left. Still, I MUST finish this before I leave this place for good. I owe it to her.
I promised her.
By Kami, that woman can be so persuasive…. Even now I can hear her voice ringing in my ears. Speaking my name in that annoying tune of hers whenever I did something that displeases her unpredictable moods. She had treated me like a common earthling, her equal! I swear by Kami, she sometimes treats me even worse than that third class imbecile Kakarott! Me, a full-blooded Saiyan prince! But still, I tolerated her, I swallowed her insults and ignored her foolish emotional outbursts. I tolerated her because I loved her..
There, it's written down. It's sealed in ink and paper for the rest of eternity. And it wasn't even so hard anymore to admit. How foolish have I been not being able to utter these words while she was still alive. But I was too proud, I've never learned to show my emotions to anybody. The words that she craved for so long, the very words I so cruelly denied her entire life, sounded weak and pathetic to me. And now she gone and me with all my remorse and sorrow couldn't bring her back to life even when I offered my worthless life to trade for hers…
The fever is coming up and my vision is starting to get blurry. I HAVE to continue. There's not much time left. I've finished the last bottle of serum Bulma left me, just before the cold and pain became unbearable. CURSES!! Me, a Saiyan being slain by some single cell organism that had just crawled out of the prehistoric mudpool! It's PATHETIC! I wish that the screwed up BAKA scientists who invited this virus were still alive, I would find such satisfaction in torturing them to death! Everything I ever cared for in my entire life is wiped out by their relentless creation! Oh if only this evil we all have faced is a REAL enemy of flesh and blood! I would have had a chance in defeating it. I would have been able to save my family.
That agonizing feeling of remorse again. I want to stop writing and crawl in a dark corner of the room and DIE. If Kami is indeed forgiving I should be able to see my family one last time before they send me to the fires of hell. It would at least give me some comfort…
STOP THIS IDIOTIC RAMBLING YOU WEAKLING! You have a task and you should finish it! You owe it to her! You owe it to Trunks and Bra! You owe it to Kakarott! You owe it to everyone who has ever lived on this stinking freaking planet!! Pull yourself together and write down what happened. You're wasting ink and paper.
You're wasting precious time.
OK, This is my first attempt to write a horror/drama fic. I'm a huge fan of Stephen King and I loved the first half of The Stand because of its realism. Since Vegeta is my Dragonball Z fav. I decided to let him live long enough to tell this tale. Please review if you want me to continue!!
Cheers Pan ^_^