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Dark Heart
Chapter 2
The castle was rather quiet, and everyone seemed to be enjoying a peaceful sleep, even Zamasu. Then, there was a gentle tap at Zamasu's bedroom door frame. A sigh escaped past the troubled young man's dry lips as he lifted himself from a deep slumber. He looked to see Whis with his usual smile with a staff in hand. Whis took a step into the room and dismissed his staff in an afterimage of blue light. As he did so, he stepped forward and clasped his hands together with a loud clap, "Rise and shine Zamasu. Get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. I will most likely need your help by the time you are ready. So, chop chop!" Whis then exited the room in a flash of light, blinding Zamasu and getting an annoyed grumble out of the younger attendant. Another sigh came from his dry lips and removed the sheets from his body with more force than necessary. Rubbing his eyes, he lazily walked to his mirror and looked at his blood-shot eyes and messy hair. The sight was horrific, earning a gasp from him too. He grumbled and raked his fingers through his unresponsive white locks to manage them. He growled and materialized his attendant attire, a rather flashy get up if you were to ask him. A knock came to his door frame and he looked sharply to the figure. It was Goku, and he was smiling.
A strained agitated growl emitted from Zamasu's throat, "I specifically told you to not come near my quarters. Are you that much of a dunce? Can't you follow orders," Zamasu spat with venom. He was already annoyed, seeing Goku only worsened it. And it being early in the morning was only making it, even more, worse.
Goku entered the quarters, despite the threatening glare he was receiving from Zamasu. There was a moments silence and Goku began to speak in a gentle voice, "Look, Zamasu, I know you do not like me. But, can't you let it go? I mean, I did, and I had already forgiven you. Can't you do the same?" Goku was hesitant and nervous under Zamasu's piercing glare. He was hoping to get a positive reaction out the turmoiled young attendant. But, alas, luck was never on anyone's side today.
Zamasu began to growl, it took all his might to not strike him down. Instead, he began to draw in large, strained breaths of air. He was trying to keep his center, "Leave, I do not wish to speak to you at this moment, nor will I ever want to. Your presence only sickens me," Zamasu spat and pushed past Goku, exiting the room and down the hall. Goku looked back and sighed. All he wanted was for Zamasu to give him a chance. However, Zamasu was too stubborn to give Goku the light of day.
Entering the kitchen, Zamasu's hatred was felt by Whis who turned around and frowned, "Hm... Oh, something the matter Zamasu?" Whis asked but Zamasu didn't reply he only took a small round table. He needed to remember Lord Beerus's words. He just needed to keep quiet and keep calm. Whis sighed, seeing the young man troubled Whis. Despite being remorseless against the victims of Lord Beerus's destructive whim, Zamasu was the exception. Just as Lord Beerus was his duty, Zamasu was also his duty.
There was now a grim silence. A cloud of hate and disgust looming in the kitchen. Their attention was then directed to a distorted image of a figure that appeared in the kitchen. It finally became a clear image of Goku, "Mornin' Whis!" Goku chirped, dressed in his uniform. He paid no attention to Zamasu, who didn't have any qualms about it whatsoever.
Whis swiftly looked to Zamasu who was tapping the table with a lot of straining anger. Narrowing his eyes for a split second, he looked back to Goku with bright eyes, "Good morning to you too, Goku. Have you come for breakfast," Whis asked as he already knew, and began to prepare the meal.
Goku looked to his side and at Zamasu, he turned back to Whis, "Uh no, actually I was wondering if you could let me and Vegeta do some help around here." Whis dropped the spatula and swiftly turned around with surprised eyes. Son Goku refusing a meal? That's never been heard of. Whis then looked to Zamasu, he was also surprised to hear this.
Whis then realized it upon the pieces coming together and a smirk spread across his lips," You certainly can. Zamasu has been worked himself to exhaustion, he could use a break. Do his chores for him, and you will be rewarded," Whis then materialized a list of chores and handed it Goku who gratefully took the list.
Zamasu was about to object, but Goku was too quick to reply, "T-thank you, Whis! I'll get started right away!" He was gone in an instant and the room was left with tension.
Zamasu frowned at Whis and Whis only chuckled and returned to cooking, "I did not need his help, Master Whis. You know I'm more than capable of doing my tasks," Zamasu stated stubbornly.
Whis sighed and set the spatula down, "It's not weakness to let someone help, Zamasu," Whis started from past wisdom. He turned and looked at Zamasu with a soft smile.
Zamasu scoffed, "I'm fine with anyone's help but-"
"A mortals?" Whis finished his sentence while raising an eyebrow.
Zamasu nodded, "Yes."
Whis let out an exasperated sigh and turned off the stove so he could direct his full attention to Zamasu. He took a seat across from him, "Zamasu, I know how you feel about mortals and Son Goku. Can't you see that he is trying to make amends? Yet you only ignore him and treat him with disrespect," His eyes narrowed," In a world such as this one, it is rare to come across someone like Son Goku. Yes, he may be pure of heart, but not of logic. But, that was how he was made. Can't you give him a chance? And I am not asking you to be his friend, I am only asking you to make amends and let bygones be bygones."
Zamasu waited for a moment, "...No. Forgive me, but no." Just as Whis thought, he was too proud and stubborn.
Whis sighed and materialized a watch and clicked it open, "Well, I have said my peace. It is time to awake Lord Beerus." He summoned his staff upon dismissing the watch in a flash of light that morphed into his staff. Before exiting, he looked to Zamasu, "You know, a wise Kaishin once told me... Do not let the shadows of your past darken the doorstep to your future. Forgive and Forget."
Zamasu raised an eyebrow, "Who told you that?"
Whis tapped his staff, "Gowasu," He said then disappeared.
Reappearing at the doors that led to Lord Beerus's chambers, he swiftly opened the large and heavy doors. Upon entering, he covered his mouth and walked to safe distance from the time bombs. He looked to the sleeping form of his lord and called to him, "Lord Beerus. It is time, time to wake up." There was no answer and Whis called a little louder, "If you do not wake up, one of your back up alarms wi-"
Boom!
There was a loud explosion that shook the entire castle, causing rocks from the ceiling to plummet towards the floor. The levitating mesa that supported Beerus's bed descended to the ground and the destroyer God groggily rolled off and onto his behind. He began to lick at his hand and rubbed it on his head. He let out a long yawn and looked to Whis with tired eyes.
"Time to get up," Whis then said with more authority, "Now!"
Looking up to Whis Beerus frowned, "You know better than to take that sort of tone with me, Whis." He shot his attendant a glare, but Whis did not falter. Throughout his years spent with Whis, he had never seen a rise come from Whis.
Whis raised and eyebrow, "My lord, you woke up late again. Head to the bath house and I will be with you shortly." Just before he was about to vanish, Beerus stopped him.
"Whis," Beerus began, "Tomorrow is the day." He said it like Whis knew what he was talking about. Which he didn't, Whis was completely oblivious. Has he missed something?
Whis raised both eyebrows, "What's tomorrow? Have I forgotten something, my lord."
Beerus's left ear twitched, "Father. Tis his birthday tomorrow." It came out solemn and empty. It's rare to hear such a tone of voice come from Beerus.
Whis's eyebrows furrowed and a gentle smile came across his lips, "Ah, I see. Well, my lord shall we pay him a visit tomorrow? If not you can always take a stroll around the star," Whis offered in a gentle tone of voice. He looked down at Beerus, who slowly got to his feet and began to dust himself off.
Looking up to Whis, Beerus shook his head and began to stretch. As he neared the doors of his chambers he looked back to Whis, "I would like to see him tomorrow," He then disappeared behind the doors. Whis sighed and tapped his cane that projected an image of a calendar. He studied the calendar and found the date of which they were speaking of. Whis sighed and tapped his staff, and the projection was immediately drawn into the gem of his staff. Looking to the large cobra statue, he muttered something incoherent, then left the large chambers.