TigerHawk's Note: Since FFN won't let me post this as a preview, I'm just going to call it part 1,
okay?. I have absolutely no idea when it will be done, so don't even bother asking. Sorry if the
formatting is bad but my computer is messed up. Also, this story doesn't have a name yet so if
you think of one, leave it in a review or email it to me at enigma_dt@hotmail.com. Thanx for
reading! -- TigerHawk
A Look at What is to Come
By TigerHawk
I slowly open my eyes, the stars and spheres giving way to intense pain. 'Where am I?' I think to
myself as I struggle to lift my upper body off the hard cot that I was laying on. After five more minutes
of struggling, I succeed and look at my surroundings. A small, almost bare room greets my gaze.
Almost everything in the room is stainless steel; the cold gray color doing nothing to lift my spirits.
Some more struggling and my legs are swung over the side of the cot. Looking down at my legs,
I realize the cause of at least some of my pain. Thick bandages are on almost every inch of my legs,
some of them soaked with blood. Thinking back, a shadowy remembrance of a battle comes to mind
but with whom I am not sure.
Forcefully pushing myself off the cot, I stumble over to a mirror on the wall. A gaunt face, bloodshot
eyes, and another bandage stare back at me. Feeling something touch my back, I turn around as fast
as possible. The only thing I see is a long, black braid swinging harmlessly around my shoulder.
Puzzled, I reach back and touch the back of my head. To my surprise, my unruly black hair is plaited in
to a neat braid. Even more surprising is that the braid reaches down almost to my waist.
Hearing footsteps, I turn to the door. There is a click, as if a lock were being turned. The door is pushed
open by a trim girl in a nurse's uniform. In her hair is a light blue rose with smaller white flowers tucked in
around it. She looks to be about my age and height. "Oh! You're awake!" she exclaims, her blue eyes wide
with surprise. "How are you feeling?" "My whole body hurts." I tell her, surprised at how groggy I sound.
She walks closer to me and holds out her hand, palm upward. I look down at it, seeing several multi-colored
pills before she slips them into my hand. She walks back over to the cot and motions me to do the same.
She then hands me a glass with a clear liquid in it. I sniff at it, making sure it is safe to drink. Satisfied, I
down the liquid and pills quickly. "Those should help with some of the pain, Gohan." she says with a smile.
I start to mumble a thanks, but a sharp pain causes me to gasp before I can finish. My legs weaken and I
collapse on the cot. The room and the girl start to swirl before my eyes. An unbearable pain grips my entire
body, making me scream in agony. Vaguely, I notice the girl rushing from the room, calling back something
about going to get help. Suddenly I find myself in a peaceful darkness; all traces of the pain are gone. The
blackness wavers and I see a bright light. Happily, I give myself over to death...
okay?. I have absolutely no idea when it will be done, so don't even bother asking. Sorry if the
formatting is bad but my computer is messed up. Also, this story doesn't have a name yet so if
you think of one, leave it in a review or email it to me at enigma_dt@hotmail.com. Thanx for
reading! -- TigerHawk
A Look at What is to Come
By TigerHawk
I slowly open my eyes, the stars and spheres giving way to intense pain. 'Where am I?' I think to
myself as I struggle to lift my upper body off the hard cot that I was laying on. After five more minutes
of struggling, I succeed and look at my surroundings. A small, almost bare room greets my gaze.
Almost everything in the room is stainless steel; the cold gray color doing nothing to lift my spirits.
Some more struggling and my legs are swung over the side of the cot. Looking down at my legs,
I realize the cause of at least some of my pain. Thick bandages are on almost every inch of my legs,
some of them soaked with blood. Thinking back, a shadowy remembrance of a battle comes to mind
but with whom I am not sure.
Forcefully pushing myself off the cot, I stumble over to a mirror on the wall. A gaunt face, bloodshot
eyes, and another bandage stare back at me. Feeling something touch my back, I turn around as fast
as possible. The only thing I see is a long, black braid swinging harmlessly around my shoulder.
Puzzled, I reach back and touch the back of my head. To my surprise, my unruly black hair is plaited in
to a neat braid. Even more surprising is that the braid reaches down almost to my waist.
Hearing footsteps, I turn to the door. There is a click, as if a lock were being turned. The door is pushed
open by a trim girl in a nurse's uniform. In her hair is a light blue rose with smaller white flowers tucked in
around it. She looks to be about my age and height. "Oh! You're awake!" she exclaims, her blue eyes wide
with surprise. "How are you feeling?" "My whole body hurts." I tell her, surprised at how groggy I sound.
She walks closer to me and holds out her hand, palm upward. I look down at it, seeing several multi-colored
pills before she slips them into my hand. She walks back over to the cot and motions me to do the same.
She then hands me a glass with a clear liquid in it. I sniff at it, making sure it is safe to drink. Satisfied, I
down the liquid and pills quickly. "Those should help with some of the pain, Gohan." she says with a smile.
I start to mumble a thanks, but a sharp pain causes me to gasp before I can finish. My legs weaken and I
collapse on the cot. The room and the girl start to swirl before my eyes. An unbearable pain grips my entire
body, making me scream in agony. Vaguely, I notice the girl rushing from the room, calling back something
about going to get help. Suddenly I find myself in a peaceful darkness; all traces of the pain are gone. The
blackness wavers and I see a bright light. Happily, I give myself over to death...