Allright well uh Hi, this is my first
crossover fic so just let me remind you that the beginning is kinda dark. But
hey, you know kids like me, watching rated R movies when they're ten (this
isn't nearly as bad) so anyway, comments, flames, death threats, just review or
something k? Enjoy ^_~
Gunshots fired, there noise ringing through
Maniki's ears. She stopped what she was doing and strained her ears to hear the
direction from which they came. She stopped a look of fear and pain crossed her
already deadened eyes. Only one thought seemed to make it through to reality,
'Usagi.'
She dropped her bags of
groceries she had managed to buy and ran with Godspeed in the direction of
their house.
It had been nearly four
years since her mother's death. The Jimo forces murdered her, after she had
refused to hand Maniki in to fight in the Altino wars. Maniki blamed herself,
it was her fault she was born in that era and her fault she had turned fourteen
only a few days before the incident.
The altino wars were between
two of the most powerful forces in the world, the Jimo and the Stapo. It had
started because an experimental nuclear submarine, which was sent by the Stapo
to learn of the hazards of nuclear missiles, had accidentally exploded, taking
out 40 million Jimo citizens. The Jimo of course blamed the Stapo for this and
a colossal nuclear war had soon begun.
Since then nothing had been the same, males and females alike had been forced to battle for their greedy nations at an age so young as 14. Every city was in shackles and the Governors hoarded money from the citizens to pay for phony protection in underground shelters which they used only for themselves. Maniki was lucky to live in the middle of the country, no nuclear missiles had reached the yet, but that didn't stop the normal bombs from falling nearer and nearer. Each day brought news of the Stapo bombings falling closer and closer to there town. And each day brought fresh tears to Maniki's mother as she tried in anguish to hide hers fears from her two children. Maniki's father had departed for war immediately after her sister Usagi was born.
Then one day a Jimo patrol searched the area for new recruits. The penalty for not going was immediate death, Maniki remembered it well…
Flashback
Usagi was crying louder than ever, but Maniki and her mother ignored her, an unopened envelope sat on the small half charred table, of their one room shack. The letter was causing an upstart, it bore the Jimo coat of arms, and apparently Maniki's mother knew what was in it because the moment it was given to her by one of the soldiers she had fainted. It was of course, carrying grief, she recognized it as an official letter carrying the note that all soldiers wrote to their families, which was only mailed when they ceased to live.
Her mother went in a severe case of shock over the next few days and Maniki could not help but feel that she was the cause of all of this and she kept mostly to caring for her little sister, the joy of her tragic life. Maniki usually hid in the town dump, the soldiers on recruiting duty rarely searched for people there. But today was different, no townsperson came to remind them and Maniki didn't leave until it was too late. A knock was heard on the door, this snapped her mother back to reality.
"Open up!" the soldiers snarled. "We have official orders to search this vicinity."
Karu, Maniki's mother shoved her daughter behind the door, knowing that she had to keep her safe. Most new recruits died the first month of battle. She wiped her unshed tears away and opened the door with shaking hands. "Yes?" she said in a very frightened tone.
"Maniki Sheehah, she here?" asked a soldier, pulling out a beer cork with his teeth.
"No sir, she left o'er an hour ago, gomen."
"Bull, you think that I am a baka woman?" he said shoving her roughly aside.
Maniki stood still in her hiding place gritting her teeth in anger.
The soldier started searching, he had found Maniki then Karu spoke. "Sir I am Maniki Sheeha, that is my daughter Karu, she is twelve."
Maniki glared at her mother in horror, at her condition there would be no survival those who were to weak to serve, were immediately killed.
The soldiers nodded and hauled her roughly off.
End
Flashback
Maniki had not cried since them but now she could not hold back the tears, her sister, the joy of her life was being threatened. She dashed through the dark sheets coughing in the smoke of fire. She heard the gunshots coming ever closer and she sped up. She didn't care that she was broke, she didn't care that she would be thrown out into the streets at any time, all she thought of was Usagi. She neared the familiar corner and to her great joy she saw Usagi whimpering in the corner. Her blonde hair was in disarray and her blue eyes were red and puffy from her ceaseless sobs.
"Usagi, shhh it's allright, I'm not mad at you c'mon, the soldiers will leave in a bit, then we'll go home. Okay?" Maniki picked up the trembling seven year old.
"I love you Maniki," she stopped sobbing and hiccupped, resting her head on her sister's back.
Maniki was trembling, even though she was a few blocks from her house, she hadn't realized that the Stapo soldiers were so close, and she heard the cry of one of her neighbors, it was an old woman and she was mourning for the death of her granddaughter who lay in a pool of blood at her feet. Maniki started to run when she saw one of the soldiers raise her gun and point it at her.
She heard the shot and ran faster and faster. She bit her lip as she felt a mixture of ash and the bullet hit her in the back. Her eyes rolled back and she fell, covering Usagi as she hit the ground head on. Usagi screamed and got up, bawling at the soldier, she knew her older sister was dead, and her eyes filled with hatred even as the soldier lifted his gun once again.
He fired, but the shot never reached her, she was gone.
So how did it go? Was it any good? Should I keep writing? The dbz characters will come in the next chapter ok?
Thanks for reading this ^_^
--fireflyangel