Shock

by glitterbomb

When something tragically irreversible happens, your brain shuts down as a self-defense mechanism. So does Goku's.

he let his guard down--he couldn't have known.

the air smells like metal.

something is in my hand, cooling, and the other-voice in me says it is a heart. his. you've always wanted it, now you've got it. the other voice laughs, it seems pleased with itself.

my hands, my claws are covered in blood, moon-silvered; the one i loved a dark shape on the floor. I see and i know regret but i feel only empty.

something doesn't match up. something isnt right, here. i am vaguely aware of this.

silence rings in my ears. somewhere i hear the one who did this, inside me, the other-voice, say run we are free go now.

but something holds me fast as the rain falls down outside.

For Sanzo-chan. I did not mean to make you my Nada-in-Hell.