Authors note:
I don't own anything that's even remotely anime, so don't hate me enough to ditch me in a lawsuit.
Hey, I like poetry, so I write my drama's in poem-like form. *sigh* Don't I get enough critism around here? HUH?! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Crimson streaks; sweet red rivets dark blood laced with the dull impatience of awaiting victory.
This was it. Pain was nothing now in this fleeting moment of glory, for there was nothing around him that he allowed his concious plane of thought to notice. Nothing but the face of Death before him, the planet he knew he loved beneith him, and himself; battered green armor torn and shredded, the red cloth around his forehead reminding him of his burning desire to avenge his teammates.
His friends.
Now everything is going to change
Cold beads of red focused on him, the face of death, the face he had to conquer to save his future, his son's future. The eyes were disgusted with his arrogance, courage; his will to fight for what he loved. Death's lizard like finger raised, unnoticed in the haze of Bardock's sowrrow and determination.
The fate of the Planet Vejiitasei
A small sphere of orange lights cast shadows on the tyrant, Death's features.
My fate
Kakarotto's fate
Faint blue light arose from his upturned palm; blue like victory; victory unreached and promises failed to be followed through.
And also your fate, you bastard
Hope, revenge, hatred; flying to Death himself in a final silent plea from Bardock's own heart to succeed in avengeing…Touma.
This is the end
Hope and revenge were swallowed whole by Death's orange fire. The Hope was gone, taken. The revenge and hatred replaced by shock and despair; sorrow.
The conquorer of all his hope and dreams swallowed the warrior as well.
That was it. Pain was everything now in this fleeting moment of defeat.
Failure
Fire, torching his skin.
Pain
Heat, tearing his soul in every direction.
Sorrow and regret
Toma's black eyes looking up at him from a ruined body…
A vision of Kakarotto and Dea – Fruiiza preparing for battle…
….hope and revenge
A small smile curved Bardock's fading mouth as precious, cool darkness encased him like comforting arms, pulling him to the other side.