A/N hey all this chapter is seriously minutely short but i doth have a
reason, i need to know if there is any interest, if there is the next
chapter will be up super quick and will be thrice as long ! :D
DISCLAIMER; think i own anything that's copyrighted? You are quite obviously a demented weirdo in need of medical attention; my collective wealth comes to just under £5 so no I don't own anything of any value.
Prologue- More human than human
In celebration of Goku's 35th birthday, Bulma was throwing another party, kami that woman liked playing the hostess, she had once thrown a party in honour of Vegeta going a whole week without breaking the G.R. so as you can imagine, this was a pretty BIG party (booze, lots of people etc).
18 wandered through the crowd, oblivious to the loud music, random guys hitting on her and Goku collapsing at her feet in a fit of laughter. Everyone was having a good time, god she wished she could be like them, what she wouldn't have given to be anyone else in that room... She sat down at the bar and ordered a vodka and cranberry mixer.
"18, honey, are you okay?" Krillen asked, "It's just you seem a bit, well, off"
"What gave you that impression?" 18 replied with a sigh.
"Well you've got you're elbow on a plate of pizza to begin with."
18 looked and removed her arm with disgust, "I'm fine Krillen, just have some things I need to think about."
Krillen had learned by now, that it wasn't usually a smart idea to press matters which 18 said she didn't want to get into, but he went ahead and did it anyway, " 18, I know I may look it, but I'm not stupid, now tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just a cold heartless lump of metal, with no memory to speak of, and no capability of feeling like a normal human being. I have a mind full of useless information, I can tell the chemical composition of something just by looking at it.... But I can't even remember my mother's name." She tried her level best to make it sound like she was just stating a fact, but she couldn't keep the pain from shaking her voice, or the tears from filling her eyes.
"18, honey.."
Her drink arrived and she downed it in one, she turned to look at Krillen, her eyes full of distress, "There's a part of me missing, I don't know what it is, but I can feel it, there is an empty space inside me, and it bores deep into my soul." She looked away again as a single tear rolled down her porcelain cheek, she glanced once more across the view of the party before raising from her seat, going outside, a flying off into the starlit midnight sky.
Krillen stared after her, trying to contemplate what had just happened, when Yamucha came up behind him, "Hey, you seen Bulma?"
"No, last time I saw her was about an hour ago talking to some of her employees..."
"Oh, right"
"Hey have i done something really offensive, or strange in the last 3 hours?"
"Not that I know of buddy, why"
"Oh ...no reason."
A/N anyway if you like it, or are even vaguely interested in where this is going you need to review!!!!! ^-^
DISCLAIMER; think i own anything that's copyrighted? You are quite obviously a demented weirdo in need of medical attention; my collective wealth comes to just under £5 so no I don't own anything of any value.
Prologue- More human than human
In celebration of Goku's 35th birthday, Bulma was throwing another party, kami that woman liked playing the hostess, she had once thrown a party in honour of Vegeta going a whole week without breaking the G.R. so as you can imagine, this was a pretty BIG party (booze, lots of people etc).
18 wandered through the crowd, oblivious to the loud music, random guys hitting on her and Goku collapsing at her feet in a fit of laughter. Everyone was having a good time, god she wished she could be like them, what she wouldn't have given to be anyone else in that room... She sat down at the bar and ordered a vodka and cranberry mixer.
"18, honey, are you okay?" Krillen asked, "It's just you seem a bit, well, off"
"What gave you that impression?" 18 replied with a sigh.
"Well you've got you're elbow on a plate of pizza to begin with."
18 looked and removed her arm with disgust, "I'm fine Krillen, just have some things I need to think about."
Krillen had learned by now, that it wasn't usually a smart idea to press matters which 18 said she didn't want to get into, but he went ahead and did it anyway, " 18, I know I may look it, but I'm not stupid, now tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just a cold heartless lump of metal, with no memory to speak of, and no capability of feeling like a normal human being. I have a mind full of useless information, I can tell the chemical composition of something just by looking at it.... But I can't even remember my mother's name." She tried her level best to make it sound like she was just stating a fact, but she couldn't keep the pain from shaking her voice, or the tears from filling her eyes.
"18, honey.."
Her drink arrived and she downed it in one, she turned to look at Krillen, her eyes full of distress, "There's a part of me missing, I don't know what it is, but I can feel it, there is an empty space inside me, and it bores deep into my soul." She looked away again as a single tear rolled down her porcelain cheek, she glanced once more across the view of the party before raising from her seat, going outside, a flying off into the starlit midnight sky.
Krillen stared after her, trying to contemplate what had just happened, when Yamucha came up behind him, "Hey, you seen Bulma?"
"No, last time I saw her was about an hour ago talking to some of her employees..."
"Oh, right"
"Hey have i done something really offensive, or strange in the last 3 hours?"
"Not that I know of buddy, why"
"Oh ...no reason."
A/N anyway if you like it, or are even vaguely interested in where this is going you need to review!!!!! ^-^