Authors' notes: Next chappie. Last time I forgot the disclaimer, but I'll do it now. DBZ doesn't belong to me (though I can dream) It belongs to Akira Toriyama and some people I don't know.
Warning: some cursing and blood.
Now, on with the story...

Fate Intertwined: A Beast's Nature

It was night again. A clear night though, with no wind and no rain. But it was cold. On this night a young boy walked around. He was only ten years old, but again he had run away from home. Home, what a false word. When your father beats you and your mother doesn't give a damn, it isn't home or so the boy thought. And so he ran away. He had been hoping to find the church. In the church lived a nice old man who always let people sleep in his house. His mother called that man a s... siege or something like that. But he couldn't find the church and now he was lost.
And it was cold, and he was sleepy. The boy yawned, walking slower by the minute. He just wanted to sleep. Looking around he saw a porch. A porch of a very expensive looking villa. Well, it was better than nothing, the boy thought. And so he went to the porch.
But has he neared it, an unnerving feeling overcame him. He felt like someone was watching him. Slowly, he turned around and looked at the dark corner of the street. The streetlamp over there was broke and he couldn't make out any form or shadow.
It was probably just a cat or a tiny mouse or something The boy thought and he went on his way to the proch.
Then, it happened. The only thing he heared before it pounced on him was a deep growl. The next instance, he was on the ground, trying to get away. He peered through his eyes and saw glimpses of black fur and red eyes.
He screamed and screamed and screamed, scrambling away from the monster.

It had seen Its prey. It was small, very small actually. But it would do for a small meal. The beast had been waiting in the dark end of the street, ready to attack when the moment was there.
But then Its prey had noticed It and so the beast had pounced on it immediatley. Its large, black, sharp claws teared the his prey's clothes. It knew what those were. Clothes were meant to cover the weak flesh of Its meal.
It attacked, but It was careful. For It knew there were largere animals around here, with things to hurt It. And so the beast didn't make a sound while he attacked, aside from some small noises. Its prey was almost dead. It would be a good meal.
But then the light inside the villa was switched on. The residents were alarmed by the Its prey's screams. It knew It had to run away or risk being hurt. So It took off.

Meanwhile, the couple that lived in the villa were outside. They found the boy, screaming in hurt, his clothes torn and his body covered with large wounds.
"Oh my God, Jim. It's just a little boy. And he's hurt!" The woman screamed and craddled the boy.
Jim had already called an ambulance and they carried him inside.
Later, when he was stabilised, he would probably talk about a large monster that had attacked him. But it would take a while for him to do that.

It ran and ran and ran. As fast as possible to get away from that place. Now It hadn't eaten this night, but tomorrow It would catch something.
The beast ran straight to the church. The church that the boy had tried to find.
It ran inside, through an opening in the wall covered by some shrubbery.
It followed a difficult path one coudn't remember without a map of the building. Down nummerous corridors and hallways, through doors and small rooms, down the stairs. It headed for Its resting place.
The catacombs.
Once there, It made Itself comfortable in one of the empty graves. It lay down and slept a dream full of horrid nightmares. Full of darkness...

Authors' notes: What do you think? I know it's been a bit longer to update but I have school and I'm kind of busy with that. And I know my chapters are very short but it's easier and faster to update. But I'll try to update as soon as possible!
Oh yeah, the siege the boy was talking about... He means a priest.

Next time:

Trunks moves in in his new home and experiences his first day of school

Meanwhile Jack has some plans.

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