So clearly this is a remake of a story I had posted on fanfiction what seems to be ages ago now. While reading the original I couldn't get myself to wonder what on earth posessed me writing it. So with a little more effort I'm re-writing it and in my oppinion it's better then the original version. Well take a look yourself and be the judge of that. I hope you'll enjoy reading I tried my best.
All characters belong to Akira Toriyama, the orignal creator of Dragonball Z, with exception of Carrie
"Trunks?! Help me!" Widened in fear, tears where welling up in her chocolate eyes which she directed towards the young demi-saiyan in desperation and fear. She had every reason to be afraid. Dangling on a rope a few hundred meters above the ground, falling would be deadly. For now she wasn't or didn't seem to be in direct danger of the sort. The rope seemed to be securely bound. No, the real danger was the stranger behind her.
Carrie watched from a small distance. She was ready to strike yet very relaxed at the same time. Her stoic eyes lingered not on the fearfull girl in front of her, but dwelled on the lavender haired demi-saiyan beneath them. She touched the silver mask on her face briefly to make sure it was at place and took a deep breath.
So that was her new enemy. His long hair was pulled up in a pony tail while a few loose strands casually fell down at the sides of his face." Don't move!" She barked at him, her voice muffled behind the mask, when he was about to dash his way over to the crying girl. "Don't move," she repeated herself, hovering over slowly until she was directly behind the girl. "Unless you want to die as well"
"Monster!" The lavender haired guy shouted. It was taking his all not to attack her instantly but he had to consider the safety of Lilly. "Let her go and fight me like a real man!" Trunks made his hands in to fists and repeatedly told himself to wait for the right moment. To make sure nothing would ever happen to Lilly like he had promised when they had first gotten friends.
"I would," Carrie replied with a dry smirk. "But as I'm not a man nor a monster. I think I'll abstain. Now, don't make it harder then it has to be. Just be a good boy and watch while I kill her."
" Trunks!" The helpless girl cried out in fear.
It was tearing him apart. Attacking meant risking to hurt Lilly. Doing nothing would mean her dead as well. It was picking the lesser of two evils but if he attacked now surely whoever was behind the silver mask would go a head and kill her instantly. " Don't be scared.." He therefore said in an attempt to reassure the girl though his words did nothing of the sort. " I won't let anything happen to you."
" Please get me away from here!"
Carrie sighed in annoyance. " This is truly heart-warming, honestly but if you don't shut up this instant I'm make you choke on your own boots." She leaned in to bring her mouth to the girls ear. "You are nothing but a piece on a chessboard an instrument, if you want to give it a name. If you want someone to blame, blame Trunks, didn't he promise he would always protect you?"
She pulled back slowly watching the boy beneath them again. "Look at me while I kill her so that only I can see your pain" Underneath the mask her eyes had gained sort of a feverish glint. A small beam of sweat trailed down the side of her face, a faint inhuman smile formed on her lips.
"You monster! Why?!"
Carrie didn't answer. The truth was she no longer heard him. All she saw and heard was the girl in front of her. Kill her, that was what she had come for. Therefore she looked at the palm of her hand, glowing blue with the ki-blast forming on it. Enough to kill the girl. She wasn't after something gruesome. She was sweating even more now. Vaguely yet there for sure was a pain in chest area, which made her growl but remain cool on the outside.
"Trunks!" The girl let out a heart breaking cry which Carrie abruptly ended by punching her fist through the girls abdomen. She ignored the blood that spat all over her, sighed and cut the rope with a small Ki-blast. It seemed like more then enough. Blinking she finally realised just what she had done. Barely in time she suppressed her up jock-reflex
The lifeless body of the girl fell down landing with a soft thud as Trunks seemed to be unable to move himself. His eyes where wide in shock and disbelieve. "Lilly..." He stammered quietly. "Lilly..."
Carrie watched him silently with a numb expression on her face. "See you soon saiyan boy" She thought, turning her back on him. There was no sense in hanging around. Regret filled her heart but there was no turning it back now. Blood stained her hands, she was doomed. So if she had started it she might as well finish it. She told herself she would spare him as much as she could. Told herself she would perform the final act, no matter how much it hurt. She realised what he was feeling now was hundred times worse and would continue to grow from bad to worse.
Suddenly, as she had already gained some distance, Carrie felt a strong rise of power. Before she could turn around a massive ki blast send her crashing through a series of buildings. Carrie groaned softly as she surfaced from underneath the rubble. Her clothes where torn, skin bleeding and just below her eyes was a crack in the mask. Still, considered her opponents current state she had gotten of pretty well. Before her stood a completely powered up saiyan, with a fury she had never seen before.
She muffled a cough as the amount of dust caused by the blast entered her nose and mouth. " Dusty..." She commented with a nonchalance that made even herself cold on the inside. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug still searing through her blood. She stood up, dusting her clothes of, and straightened her back. "My job is done. We will meat again later." she spoke softly.
"You will face me now!" Trunks roared with anger. Static energy was flowing of his body in waves.
"Get out of my way. It is not your time to die yet." She pushed him aside, kicking her feet of the ground to fly away.
She could feel him fly after her. Every movement he made told her he meant business. He was going to kill her. That was if she allowed him.
She stopped abruptly and turned around, blasting a ki blast at him.
It had the desired affect.
Trunks was flung back a couple of hundred meters before he regained balance again. Every vein in his body was set to kill her. There was so much hate he thought he could explode.
In that time Carrie focused all her energy on transporting herself back to the main ship, and disappeared right in front of his eyes.
