How long will I live like this? This was a thought that came to mind plenty of times. She wrapped her jacket tighter around her. A crappy shield from the cold but a shield none the less. She longed for a fire but it would give off her position. She was sure that the building she was in, as run down and close to toppling as it was, was safer than wandering around blindly. After all, humanity was on its last leg.
It had been three months since humanity began getting picked off. The human race had never seen a disaster such as this. The last report the girl had heard stated that the human population had dropped from seven billion to roughly eight million, and that report was two and a half months ago. So what, there were maybe a few hundreds, a thousand humans left? Maybe? She scoffed to herself. How long will I be alive would be the better question. She opened her mouth and vacuumed in a large amount of air before letting it out in a satisfying yawn. It was about time to get some sleep. It had been quiet these last few nights, but that didn't mean that danger wasn't ever present.
She curled up deeper into her hidden corner. She reached in her pocket and pulled out two pictures. She brought the first up to her lips and kissed it gently. On the picture, a little girl rode the shoulders of a large burly man. The man had a grand smile on his face and his arm wrapped around the waist of a woman who simply beamed. The pictured screamed family and she missed them. She looked at the other picture. The little girl from the first picture was now in her teens, smiling brightly as a young man kissed her cheek. The picture tenderly spoke love. She placed the picture to her forehead and squeezed her eyes shut. She missed them all so much.
He didn't want her to leave West City. He insisted she stay. She insisted that she had to go to Satan City. The quest to further her education so that they both could live more comfortably seemed like a brilliant idea at the time. He was hesitant, but he gave his support. He and her parents saw her off with big sad smiles. Why did she even leave? She barely even made it into the city limits before all hell broke loose. She regretted leaving. She should have stayed with her family. At least she wouldn't be hiding in this dark corner alone. She could be hiding with them. If they're even still alive. Her breath hitched in her throat. Why would she even think that? Of course they were still alive. They were somewhere in West City still holding out, just like she was. When she finally gained the guts to leave the city she would head back home and reunite with them at least. They'd be together at last.
Or dead together.
Ok, it had to be time for bed because that kind of thinking just wasn't allowed! She placed the pictures back into the pocket on the chest of her jacket, keeping the dream, the hope that her loved ones were still okay close to her heart. She pulled her body closer together and let out a relieving sigh. Tomorrow for sure. She thought. I'm going to get supplies and leave the city. She smiled to herself as she drifted off into a well needed rest.
Something woke her from her sleep. It was a soft noise in the distance but she jolted awake regardless. She scooted as far as physically possible into her corner as she listened. Was it her imagination? Was someone coming? After a few seconds of calmness she decided to return to sleep.
"Help!"
Her eyes shot open. Was someone in trouble? Her heart rate increased slightly as she pondered the question. It could be a group of bandits. She had read many books where a female bandit would lure out victims by pretending to be in danger then the entire group would ambush the kind civilians. She prayed that wasn't the case. She crawled out of her corner and scurried to the window. Over cans and wrappers she made her way making as little noise as possible.
She had already scoped out the perfect spot to gaze into the street. It was a hidden spot on either side of a large window. It allowed her to see the outreaching street while her position left her unnoticed by passersbys. She waited for the person to cry out again. Instead she saw the person. A blonde woman. Saying she ran would be an overstatement as she stumbled down the street. Her body was bruised and a bit bloody and her hair was disheveled. This person seemed to be in need of actual help. She prepared to call out to the woman when she stopped in the street.
She began shaking her head no and taking fearful steps back. She somehow managed to trip over ruble she had seconds ago stepped over. What was wrong with her? Was something in front of her now? Was she hallucinating? Was she insane? The girl's heart began to race at all the questions rushing through her mind. What if it was…What if it was...
It was.
The girl's eyes widened as the creature that single-handedly brought the human race to its knees stepped into view. The humanoid figure dwarfed the height of any human as it walked menacingly towards the now babbling woman. It chuckled as it reached down and grabbed her by the ankle. He hoisted her off the ground as she kicked and screamed her refusal while scratching at his hand. He merely laughed at her useless attempts to escape and call for help. She grew silent as the creature placed his free hand towards her face, palm open. His hand began glowing a bright pink.
The pair of eyes watching the event unfold widened before ducking down below the window. She scurried as quickly and quietly as she could towards the back of the store. She entered the back room and immediately began running towards the rear exit. Behind her there was one final scream before a soft rumble and the sound of debris and dirt hitting the ground. She had to get away from this area. It wasn't safe! She ran through the string of buildings. Over counters, through broken doors and windows, and under fallen debris she ran. However, her string of buildings came to an end and she was faced with an open road crossing.
Should she cross it? Should she stay? Honestly she didn't really know what was worse: Being cornered in this building or just being spotted in the open when that thing could shoot those exploding orbs. She swallowed hard and decided to keep moving. She bolted as quickly as she could out of the building and across the street.
It was the longest road she had ever crossed. But she crossed it. One leg after the other and one foot in front of another she crossed it. She reached the door leading to another string of buildings. She hoped it wasn't locked, or worse, alarmed stilled. She prepared to twist and rush inside of the building.
"Hello there, little one,"
She froze. Her eyes widened and all of her fear was caught in her throat. She didn't know the owner of that voice but it simply sounded evil. She hoped it wasn't who she knew it was. She slowly turned around. She begged whoever would listen that she'd see the nice smiling face of another human. She wanted that more than anything right now. Instead she was greeted face-to-face by an orange shirt. She didn't dare blink as if that split second would be all it took for her life to end.
"Going out for a midnight run are we?" That deep voice echoed through her ears. She slowly let her eyes travel higher and higher up the body of this creature, all the while her heart sunk lower and lower. When she reached the top of this behemoth of a person her fears were confirmed. As if its height alone didn't already confirm what it was. Looking down on her with this sadistic grin was the infamous Majin Buu.
Once eye contact was made, Buu's smile widened even further. His eyes burning into hers. Was this the end? Was she about to meet the same fate as so many others? Her heart stopped. She couldn't move. This monster's presence alone kept her nailed to the spot. Buu looked up towards the door her hand was still on.
"Oh, you don't want to go in there," Buu said returning his gaze to her. Somehow her body became even colder than it was before. "That's where that woman and her group were held up. I hadn't gotten the chance to properly clean up my little mess," His smile was now grossly large. That other woman? The one he murdered in the street? Wait, did he know she was watching him? Buu moved a hand up and it was that movement which gave the girl what she needed to flee. She bolted to her right running as fast as she could. Buu watched her retreat as a small smirk graced his face. He returned his hand to his side and began his leisurely chase for the girl.
She didn't know where she was going. She just knew it had to be away from him. She was no longer trying to be subtle with her movements. Every step she took was quick and with purpose. She felt nothing but a need to be anywhere but here, and that was where she was going. She turned a corner expecting to meet an empty street. Unfortunately, she found herself lifted off the ground by her neck and slammed into the stone wall beside her. It all happened so fast she hadn't had a chance to cry out in shock or pain. She strained her eyes to adjust themselves to see Buu once again smiling at her. Just how fast was this thing?! She placed both of her dainty hands onto the monstrous one around her throat and tried desperately to get it loose.
"Well that was rude. Running off like that and all. Where did you think you were going?" She didn't have an answer to that. Was he expecting one? "Well? What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to will the demon away. Yet no matter how hard she willed, the grip around her neck never loosened. "Don't worry girly. If you won't speak on your own, I have ways of making you scream," Buu's free hand snaked its way under her shirt.
Her eyes bolted open as she looked down to see the limb easing its way upward. Was this monster really going to have his way with her?! Her stopped heart began beating at maximum speed once again as she felt the odd sensation of his hand against her flesh. Buu let his fingers delicately trace the outlines of her ribs as if counting to make sure they were there. His thumb grazed the center of her chest as her breath hitched. Where ever this was going she didn't like it! Buu on the other hand smiled at her uncomfortable position as she had the wrong idea. Buu suddenly squeezed.
There were several audible crunches as he crushed some of her left ribcage. The girl hissed and bit down hard on her teeth. Pain rocketed through the side of her body. "Oh my, that sounded like it hurt. Are you okay?" His voice was so condescending. The sound of his voice was terrifying but the tone was just annoying! She opened her eyes to glare at him. She still feared this creature but she wasn't going to let him know that.
"Still not a sound eh? Well then," Buu released his grip on her neck, letting her fall towards the ground. Before she had time to breathe fresh air into her lungs or even let her feet touch the ground, the pink antennae on Buu's head wrapped around her neck and slammed her face down into the sidewalk. She clawed at the ground as her head rang and her side screamed. Dazed, she looked over her shoulder, attempting to focus her eyes to see what the monster was doing now. Buu was now hovering over her, chuckling as one hand kept him propped up and the other grazed over her uninjured side. She stretched her hands out. There had to be something here to aid in her escape.
Buu had found another area he wanted to squeeze. The area just over her hip began contort slowly as Buu once again applied pressure. She wanted to scream out but she bit her tongue, focusing on the minor pain to drown out his. There had to be something in reach! Anything! Her hand grazed over glass. And luck would have it a decent sized shard littered the street. She squeezed it in her hand and looked over her shoulder. She knew just where to place it as well.
With as much strength as she could muster, she lunged her arm over her shoulder into the awaiting eye of Buu. As quickly as the first move she yanked the shard to the side, lacerating a bit of Buu's face as well. Buu screeched as he stood up holding his eye, his antennae releasing the girl in his distress. She struggled to get up but she wasn't going to miss this opportunity. She heard Buu's rage stir up behind her. "How dare you?! You'll pay for that! You'll pay!"
She wasn't sure how she was running. The pain in her side made her head throb. Yet she ran. She zigged and zagged through buildings, jumping over ruble and sliding under debris. She didn't dare look back in case she saw him giving chase. She just focused on making distance between them.
She didn't know how long she ran but it greatly took its toll on her body. She settled down in an old convenience store and hid in the back behind a few small shelves. She brought her hand over to her side and a sharp pain shot through her. She winced at the feeling but made no further noise. Her eyesight was a bit blurry and her heart beat could be felt in her ears. Both probably a sign of head trauma dealt by Majin Buu. Her body shivered. Was it from the pain or the cold she didn't know. She just wished she could sleep.
She looked down at her hand still holding the glass shard that assisted her escape. Her hand was bleeding now. She may have scraped it during her ventures over and under ruble. Or she simply gripped the shard in her hand a bit too tight. Out of the two it was probably the latter. She looked at the tip of the glass shard and noticed a small pink blob on the end of it. Bubblegum? No wait, was this Majin Buu's flesh? Did she really tear a piece of him off so easily? This glass shard really did some damage by the looks of it. She hadn't really studied the weapon after its use. She had other things on her mind. She wanted to find a bigger piece to really do some damage, but that would have to wait until she caught her breath.
"So who are we hiding from?"
Her eyes shot open again as she looked to her side. Majin Buu sat on the balls of his feet beside her. He smiled at her shock expression. Did she let her guard down that much? Or was he simply that stealthy?! He winked at her. But this wink made her heart sink. He winked with that eye she had stabbed. He was perfectly fine with no sign of a previous injury in what should've been a ruined eye. She stood up and backed away, pointing the shard towards his face yet again. "You look surprised. You should be. My body has much more special properties than that of a human's," He stated as he rose to his full height. The girl kept her glass shard poised for his eyes still. "Such as:" He silenced himself as the bit of flesh on her weapon grew and incased her hand. She let out a gasp as the pink substance pried the glass shard from her grip and spit it across the room.
The material then dragged her hand towards Buu and slammed it into his chest. Her skin crawled as she watched her hand get absorbed into his chest. In her shock she barely noticed Buu grab her free hand, but she noticed when he forced his weight on her causing her to topple to the ground. Her body felt sick as her hand move throughout the insides of Buu's body. But she didn't cause that to happen. Buu's body was guiding her hand. She watched as her hand moved up to his shoulder, down his arm, and finally popping out in the grip of his hand.
What the heck is this thing?! "You look surprised. I bet you haven't seen a creature such as me," She averted her gaze from where her hand just popped out to his face. Majin Buu was smiling down on her, his red eyes glowing in their sockets. "Am I right?" Well, he already said she was gonna pay. Might as well increase how much she owes.
"You kidding? I see dressed up bubblegum every day," Buu's toothy grin turned into a closed-mouth smile.
"So you can talk," Without saying another word, Buu stood up and gripped both her wrists in one hand. He paused for a second before flinging her over his shoulder. She landed on her back and rolled several feet before landing in the center of the store. She winced and held her injured side as it burned and stung. Buu walked over to her with the same smile on his face. "Do you know who I am? Obviously not because those who value their lives would not take such a voice to the great Majin Buu,"
The girl forced a glare in his direction, still holding her side while trying to retain that defiant look. "I know what you are," Buu didn't move. He waited for her words seeing if they would be anything interesting. "Psychos like you are nothing but sick FUCKS!"
Buu would lie if he said he wasn't taken back by the sudden outburst. The smile slowly fell to a small frown. He looked down on the girl glaring up at him still grasping her injuries. Did she not know he could kill her? Did she not know the strength difference between him and her? Well then, time for a demonstration. Buu slightly leaned a leg back. The small movement brought the girl's attention to the limb. He then rocketed the foot forward, kicking her in the middle of her torso. Her face contorted as a new level of pain racked through her body. The kick sent her careening higher than the previous throw did. She bounced on the top of one shelf before rolling off of it onto the cold, littered ground. She whimpered and whined as her body shook from the pain inflicted by Majin Buu and of landing on the cans and packages on the floor. Buu again approached her.
"Do you see it yet little girl? I am the new ruler of this planet. Speaking back to me like that will only get you hurt. You understand?" The girl was in too much pain to give an answer if she wanted to. Buu knelt down to her again. "Tell ya what. You apologize for stabbing my eye, and your little insult back there, and I'll let you live," Buu then held his head back and laugh. "Heck I'll even find you some candy!" The girl was having none of his BS. She just glared up. Body barely able to move she glared at him. Buu returned his head to look at her. "So? Give me an apology," The girl moved her mouth but no sound came out. "Pardon? What did you say?"
Buu leaned in in mock worry. "Speak up dear I can't hear you," he practically laughed. She continued moving her lips. Just a bit closer. "What's that little one?" Close enough. The girl filled her mouth with as much saliva and blood as she could and with the last of her energy shot it into Buu's face. It landed on his cheek as his wide smile slowly turned into an infuriated scowl. He calmly raised the back of his hand and wiped it off.
"YOU STUBBORN WORM!" He screamed as his antennae once again found its place around her neck. He twirled her around once before flinging her across the store. Her body slammed into one of the large shelves in the back before crashing into the ground. The force of her collision causing items from the shelf to follow her on her way down, striking her already bruised body in a variety of weights. Buu scrolled over to where he had thrown the girl. He looked at the toppled mess of old cans and miscellaneous crap that covered the girl. He placed his hand on the metal shelf and waited.
It was a few seconds before the girl managed to poke her head out from the ruble. An eye of hers completely shut from the pain and the other blurred from the shock. When her eye finally focused she noticed Majin Buu standing with his hand on the shelf. Smiling. Her eye widened only slightly as Majin Buu applied just a little bit of force to the shelf. She looked over to the towering structure just as it began to topple atop of her. All she could do was close her eyes and brace her body for the impact.
And what an impact it was. Majin Buu smiled as the sound of metal hitting stone echoed throughout the night before slowly fading away. And that look of realization on what he was about to do with the shelf? Oh, he almost burst into laughing from that look alone. Surprisingly he still felt a life force under all that ruble. The girl was a trooper he'd give her that. But by the looks of it her life energy was fading fast. It was only a matter of time before she would become just another number to his kill streak and a memory in the back of his mind. Shame too. Every one of his previous victims yielded to him, if he gave them the opportunity that is. This one didn't. He really wanted to see her beg for mercy and forgiveness, but it was a bit late for that now. Curse his short temper.
Oh well. Guess it was time to move on. "Well it's been fun, but it's time for me to go. Oh don't get up. I'll see myself out," Buu laughed as he floated towards the broken window. He rocketed to the sky and laughed to himself. Hopefully the next victim he meets will be as fun to toy with. If they are, he'll be sure to break them mentally before breaking their bodies. The world was his toy to play with, and he liked to play rough.
Greetings! So that was the first chapter! Tell me how you think it went.
I tried to make Buu seem like he's toying with her and not like he actually cared for her well-being. Did I accomplish that well? The food he mentioned bringing her would probably have been people. (gross right?)
Constructive criticism is always welcome so there's that and flames will be used to keep me warm at night so give me whatever you got and I'll see you next chapter.