BTW: i wouldn't have a clue when this is set, u decide. And it's my first attempt at a romance, so please be nice. And i know this part doesn't have much romance, but it will sometime soon. Maybe. If i get around to it....
TRAPPED
PART ONE
Moonlight drifting through the window revealed a slumberer sprawled on the bed, glinting off his sweat-soaked, brawny bare chest. He twisted and turned as if in the grip of a nightmare, then suddenly the eyes snapped open and he jumped to attention searching the room for the source of his disturbance. Then just as suddenly his head stopped looking about the room and the man flew straight out the window; shattered glass and messed up bed the only reminders of his presence.
Without knowing why the young man flew straight and sure towards the bluff, not hesitating even when he spied another body contemplating the scene below. He knew he had to be there at that time, he could no more deny the call than he could refuse to exist. Besides, without knowing how he could feel that this person had been called as well; that they were both there to witness.
As he drifted the other figure turned its head, revealing breathtaking features highlighted by the caressing touch of the moon. "P-P-Pan? What are you doing here?" Startled that he hadn't recognised his life-long friend and by her stunning beauty in this light, he sat down with a thud.
"Trunks! Were you called too?" at his blank stare (he was still shocked at the revelation that the girl he used to babysit had grown into such a woman without his realizing it), she whispered, "Can't you feel the power?" He nodded and was about to say something when great peals of cackling laughter echoed throughout the world.
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Groaning the man stood, unsure as yet whether it was his head or feet he stood on. He felt as though he'd been turned into Vegeta's punching bag just after he'd fought with Bulma. ~Hey wait a minute, who's Vegeta? Who's Bulma?~ "WHERE AM I???????" This he shouted to the unresponding scenery (which, i might add, had vastly changed since the explosion, but you'll learn about that in a sec). He looked about, noticing cracked earth and shattered cliffs. What looked like the remains of a city was some way off, but nothing was left save the rubblethat littered the entire area. Dust was still settling and so the man knew it had not been long since the blast. Mingled with the smell of that dust on the breeze was the unmistakably pungent odour of blood. He knew not how he could identify this smell, but there was no doubt in his mind. Stumbling and faltering he made his way off towards what remained of the city.
Equally bruised and battered the girl emerged from her state of unconsciousness, wondering at the scene before her. ~Wow, something big must have happened, like something REAL big. I wonder what? and what was here before? I don't remember anything, well, there was a bang, like a humongusly LOUD bang, then suddenly I'm here and everything's like this. Oh well, i gotta get to shelter in anycase~ And off she walked, in the direction of what once was her home city.
The sounds came from behind him, sounds of footfalls on gravel, causing him to jump up and whip around into a fighting stance. "Oh. Who are you?" He felt something strange when he looked at the woman standing before him. She was beautiful to be sure, but it was not that. It had nothing to do with the scratches covering her body, the tattered remains of her clothes, her alien features - so like his own. He knew this girl, had known her all his life. Yet he didn't know her name and could remember not one second of their past. And from the looks of confusion and muddlement chasing each other across her face she felt the same.
"I'm ......... oh dear. I haven't got a clue who i am. Do you?" Both had relaxed from their initial tense stances and were dazedly staring at each other.
"Nope; I don't even remember my own name. Do you think we got hit on the head with that blast? I mean we got hit everywhere else...."
"That's gotta be it, cos I've got no other explanation. I wonder what used to be here? I mean, we must've lived here or something, else why would we be here? Do you think there's anyone else left alive?" At his shrug both decided to go explore, and walked off in the direction of what remained of the hospital.
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Curled up in her husband's arms Bulma lifted her tear-streaked face. There was no change; there hadn't been a change the whole time her son had been in this Kami-damned hospital. No sign that he was there inside the cold husk of his body. She sighed, wiped her eyes and rested her head on Vegeta's shoulder, remembering when her life had fallen apart two nights before.
They had been asleep when someone had knocked incessantly at the door. They'd rushed down the stairs expecting a fire or some such thing and were greeted by ambulance officers reporting that their beloved son and his friend Pan had been found lying comatose at Kami's Lookout. Since that time neither she, Vegeta, Gohan or his wife (oops i don't know her name!!!????) had had any sleep, nor had they left their offsprings' bedsides.
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So, whatcha think??? please tell me, and I promise that if u like it I'll get the next one out as soon as possible, and if u don't like it I'll still put up the next chapter just to spite u. tehehehe.......