Chapter 10 No Time
for Mourning
Kakorotto blinked a few times and awoke, stretching
lazily. She looked about her in the dark and dismal world she awoke in. She looked
around her crazily, realizing exactly where she was. Bodies fell around her and
blasts flew past her. She stood up and stared about her, blasts firing at her
and around her. She seemed as though she was in a trance state, just staring
around her.
It was the day and place her father had died.
Tears welled in her eyes as she walked
forwards, looking at the old familiar faces of friends and companions of long
gone days. They were dead; they were all dead.
"Kakorotto,"
Kakorotto turned wildly to look into the face
of her caller. She smiled through her tears and ran forwards.
"Papa!" she cried as she quickened her pace.
She ran forwards, her arms outstretched to hug
the man. He smiled and held his arms out as she did. Kakorotto leapt full speed
into his arms. She embraced him lovingly then felt a pain hit her back. She
stumbled back and looked up into her father's eyes. Anger seemed to over whelm
his once smiling face and his hand still positioned where he had struck her.
"How dare you Kakorotto!" he cried. "Did you
not ever listen to people's words? Your grandfather's words? Your
grandmother's? Your aunt's? Your brother's? Your mother's? Mine?"
"Papa I don't know what your talking about!"
she cried in defense. She held up an arm to defend her face as another hit came
down upon her, this time he struck her in the middle of her spine. She cried
out in pain and stumbled back farther.
"Papa why are you hurting me?" she cried out
in agony as another blow befouled her.
"How dare you ignore our words? We all told you
not to give up! You're the world's only hope and your giving up so easily! I'm
ashamed to call you my daughter!"
Kakorotto's eyes grew wide.
"Papa…" she whispered as another combination
fell upon her body by her father.
Something snapped within her. She lashed out
at him anger welled up within her. She had never felt so much power before in
her life.
She lashed out at her father full forced.
"That's it Kakorotto…come on…" Trunks called
out to her as she hit him hard across the face. "I guess you are my daughter."
Trunks grabbed a hold of his daughter's fist
tightly. Kakorotto warmed her father's touch and relaxed, her power level
shrinking back to normal.
"I know you've got it in you to surpass even
your limit right now. You surpassed it right then. Just please, do it in the
real thing and don't you EVER give up again." Trunks said and hugged his
daughter tightly. After a moment he backed up and walked away backwards.
Kakorotto wanted to follow Trunks but couldn't
bring herself to lift her legs. She called out to her father many a time,
"Papa, papa, papa! Please don't leave me again!"
"I'll never leave you Kakorotto, I'll always
be here for you, whenever you need me."
"Papa…papa…papa…"
"Kakorotto…Kakorotto…Kakorotto…"
*
Kakorotto awoke to familiar voices in her
ears.
"Kakorotto…Kakorotto…Kakorotto…" someone
whispered.
Kakorotto couldn't seem to pull her eyelids
open. She just listened to the sound of the voice.
"Kakorotto listen, please wake up. Oh please
say your okay I don't think I could go on knowing that you were gone to."
A soft tear fell onto Kakorotto's cheek. She
wanted to brush it away but couldn't find the energy to.
"That beating must have been pretty bad, ah
Kakorotto, but your strong, I know you." The person whispered.
"Come on Pan, if she's got any hope of
survival we must take her now back to CC. Bulma has a rejuvenation tank ready
for her. Come on Pan lets get her home." Another voice came forwards.
"Alright, but just be careful with her."
Kakorotto could feel a pair of strong arms
lift her up and hold her close. She could feel the sensation of flying pull at
her as she realized whoever it was holding her was in flight.
She relaxed lightly, feeling a sense of
comfort. Whoever was out there holding her and whoever was with her were
friendly, she could sense it. She just couldn't manage to remember who they
were…
As she thought over who the person might be
she shut her eyes and slowly drifted off into sleep.
*
Kakorotto felt herself slowly come to once
again, but a soft pressure on her eyelids forced them to stay closed. She could
seem to move her body at all; all that she knew was that she was breath,
thankfully.
She had no feeling in her body. All that she
knew was that she was under some sort of pressure, but a bearable pressure.
"I'm going to stay with you Kakorotto, until
your healed. I'm not going to leave your side Kakorotto, not when you're in
this state." That same familiar voice stated, but the person's voice seemed to
be drowned out slightly by something. "Kakorotto, I will always be with you, my
daughter."
Something triggered her senses at that moment.
Memories flashed through her mind of a familiar woman with long raven black
hair. She had picked Kakorotto up when she fell, bandaged her knee when she got
a cut, given her reassuring words when she was uncertain of herself, nursed her
to health when she was sick. That woman, yes that woman, she was so familiar.
Kakorotto opened her eyes to look into clear
green liquid. She looked through the water to see a pair of dark navy eyes that
were so dark that they often were called black. The same dark raven hair
complimented the visitors face.
Kakorotto put a hand up to the top of the
glass that held the green liquid around her body. The visitor seemed to
understand what she meant and hit a button on the side of the machine that held
her in. The green liquid emptied out of the machine and the glass went upwards,
allowing her exit.
Kakorotto pulled of the wires and the oxygen
mask from her body and stepped out, stretching.
The person smiled.
"I'm glad your healed Kakorotto."
Kakorotto smiled knowing who she was.
"Yes Kaasan, now I'm better and ready to kick
some butt."
"No your not. There's no chance you can go out
there again! Not after what happened last time!"
"What happened last time?"
"Don't you remember?"
Kakorotto searched her memory strongly to no
success.
"No."
"You never heard or saw anything? You didn't
hear the screams that we could hear all the way here?"
Kakorotto suddenly remembered.
"I remember now."
She could remember, all of her friends, her
family, all falling, all dead. She could remember the painful screams from her
father, aunt, and grandfather as they were killed painfully. After that it took
only a few moments for her to pass out after seeing all of the carnage.
Kakorotto fell to her knees in tears.
"I was too weak! I've never done that before!
I should have ought that out; I've fought better than that before! I can't
believe I just fainted like that."
Pan knelt down beside Kakorotto and put a strong
arm around her.
"I can guarantee it saved your life."
"How?"
"Those creatures were stronger than ever you,
although you are at SSJ level 6. I know that you would have fought it out, but
you would have been killed. I don't know what's happened Kakorotto, but they're
stronger here than they are in the future."
"I can guarantee that." Kakorotto answered
looking up into Pan's eyes.
"You freaked out. Your body couldn't handle
the site of everyone dying all over again. You'd seen it once and your body
didn't want to see it again so it tried to rid itself of the visions. The only
way to do so without allowing it self to be destroyed was to pretend to be dead
and that's exactly what happened, it knocked itself out. You alive because of
the intuition inside of yourself, your lucky its there."
"Have you ever used it?"
"I've never been through such emotional
distress before. If I'd been there in your place than yes, I bet I would have."
Kakorotto stood after a few moments and
brushed the tears away, showing no evidence that she had been crying just a
moment before. Saiyan warriors didn't cry and she knew that.
"Are there any survivors?" she asked solemnly.
"Yes. Your father, Bra (though I don't know
how), Piccolo, Yamcha, Krillian, Uub, and Goten all survived. Although for how
long they will live I don't know. They are so badly done by that sensu beans
wont even help them."
"What about Grandpa Vegeta…"
Pan looked into her future daughter's eyes,
her head lowered and she shook it lightly.
Kakorotto was taken a back. Anger welled up
within her and she blasted through the nearest window, blindly flying in rage
towards where the battlefield had been.
She arrived to see Bulma, Juuhachigou (18),
Marron, Lunch, Videl, ChiChi, Brunch (Lunch and Tien's daughter) and a few other
nonfighters at the scene covering the dead. Bulma was weeping beside a corpse
that had a familiar face.
Kakorotto didn't even have to think of who the
corpse was. She blindly ran forwards and broke down beside her grandmother.
Looking over the corpse.
Twice.
Twice he had died.
Twice he had left her alone s he went off to
the next dimension.
Kakorotto had grown so close to that man
closer to him than her own father. She loved him so very much she felt like she
was going to die the first time he had died.
But this time was worse.
He had been so sure going into this battle.
His pride was far too strong for anyone to surpass.
"He promised me Kakorotto…he promised me he
would bring himself back alive…he promised me."
Kakorotto put a strong, comforting arm around
her grandmother as she stared down at the corpse, the corpse of her
grandfather.
*
Each of the survivors were in too bad a shape
to live through the night. One an hour until finally they were all gone.
They had all taken their turns.
Yamcha.
Krillian.
Uub.
Goten.
Bra.
Trunks.
They joined the list of the already deceased.
Gohan.
Tien.
Vegeta.
Nine casualties.
Nine casualties they couldn't afford.
Kakorotto cursed the Dark Ones as each one of
the survivors took their last breath. She couldn't handle the death of them
all.
The Dark Ones went after the dragonballs next,
then after Dende before he could make any new ones. They had destroyed Korin's
tower where all of the sensu beans were grown, killing Korin and Yajirobe
instantly.
The Dark Ones had plan ob the way they would
destroy the Earth was very detailed. No one had expected them to have a plan of
their own, that's probably why everyone fell so quickly.
But then all of a sudden it was like the Dark
Ones had never been there.
They had disappeared. The Dark Ones left the
Earth's atmosphere.
"Do you think they figured they couldn't beat
us Kakorotto?" Videl asked quietly as the women alls at and drank tea planning
their next move.
"Quite the opposite. They know that they can
defeat us in our current state and for some reason they think that getting the
'power' from us now is too boring. They want us to build up our power again so
thy can crush us and then take the 'power'. It will be better for them that
way, or so they think."
Pan sat and thought for a moment.
"Without any dragonballs we can't wish anyone
back and only a few fighters are left. You and I, Kakorotto are still
experienced enough, you mostly. I'm a bit rusty but with a bit of training I'll
be able to pull it together again."
"I bet that I could fight again." Juuhachigou
added in. "I am half android after all."
"Papa taught me how to fight when I was
young." Brunch piped up.
Lunch just sighed. "He most certainly did. But
I never thought I'd see the day when you would need it in battle Brunch. Your
father taught it to you for self-defense, which you have used it for, but for
fighting in battles? I never thought it would come. I'm not sure if you're good
enough though."
Pan jumped in to her friend's defense.
"She's a year younger than me, Bra's age in
fact. She's strong Lunch, I know she can fight, with a little training with
Juuhachigou and a brush up of some techniques from Grandpa Roshi."
"I guess it's alright then, as long as my baby
comes home alive."
"I will momma."
"And both momma and papa taught me a few
techniques. If necessary I can build them up." All eyes were on Marron. She
took a sip of her tea and nodded her head.
Juuhachigou was slightly bewildered but after
a while nodded her head as well.
"Are you sure you still remember them?" she asked
her daughter.
"I still remember the ki blast, how to fly,
destructo disc, and a few others. I know how to do Kame Hame Ha but I never
perfected it."
"Grandpa Roshi could teach you how to perfect
it." Pan said unconcerned.
"Kaasan you still call him Grandpa Roshi?"
"Always have and always will, even though he's
a major pervert and hits on almost any girl he sees, he's very good friends
with the Sons Kakorotto, he was like a third grandfather to me for a while,
like when Grandpa Goku was away training Uub."
"I know the story Kaasan, I just didn't think
you called him Grandpa Roshi anymore."
"Well I do."
"I did as well in the future before the Dark
Ones found out how to kill people that were supposedly 'immortal'. I don't know
how they did it, but they managed to kill Mr. Popo and Grandpa Roshi, both of
whom were immortal, as well as Dende."
"Its sad when our immortals don't even stand a
chance anymore." ChiChi added in.
"I definitely agree." Bulma added.
"Well we can't just sit here agreeing on how
sad things are, we've got to get to training. Marron, Brunch and Juuhachigou go
to Grandpa Roshi, tell him I sent you, and get him to teach you two Kame Hame
Ha, if you both can handle the technique. You should master those quickly. Hurry
now!" Pan commanded. "Kakorotto you come with me and see what's left of Dende's
Lookout. See if Mr. Popo is still alive. If so get him to let you into the room
of Spirit and Time, if not than go in there yourself if its not totaled. If
Dende's lookout is destroyed than go to the mountains to the area where Grandma
ChiChi lives. Go a few kilometers away from there and there should be a quite
lake in the center of a shallow little valley. Train there. Kaasan Bulma,
Grandma ChiChi, Kaasan, and Lunch, get going to everyone's places and gather
belongings from those places. That includes Grandma ChiChi's, Lunch's,
Kaasan's, Marron's apartment, and Juuhachigou's and mine, in no particular
order. Move all belongings to Capsule Corps. That will be the headquarters for
our little operation. It would be better if we all live in one location,
instead of scattered all over the place, of course, if this is okay with you
Kaasan Bulma?"
"Its fine Pan."
"Excellent. Now everyone get going, we need to
get this plan up and running. We don't know how long we've got until the Dark
Ones come back."
"But Kaasan, what will you do? Will you come
into the room of Spirit and Time with me?"
"No Kakorotto, I've got something to do. I'll
explain it to you all later."
Everyone stopped when they heard wailing from
Vegeta upstairs.
"Hehe, I knew I forgot about something." Pan
rubbed the back of her neck embarrassed wit her right hand. "Um…I don't suppose
you guys could take Vegeta with you?"
Bulma smiled. "Of course. I'll go get that
grandson of mine and we'll go. We'll take the air cars in the garage. Lunch and
Videl you two take one car, ChiChi and I will take another."
"Oh and before you go you guys take a key to
my place." Pan handed over a key to her house to the women. "Take some of my
clothes and such, make sure you grab my gi, and some baby supplies for Vegeta
and some toys for him as well. Grab all the food from the homes; you never know
what will happen in the way of food supply when the Dark Ones get back. When
they destroy cities, if they do, there goes any stores and crops will probably
be destroyed to, so just incase grab as much food as you can. Once you finish
in the houses get as much food and supplies as you can, get batteries and such
from CC headquarters Bulma and anything else we'll need, weapons for those who
can't fight."
"And to my apartment." Marron reached inside
her pocket and threw the women a key. "Please take some of my grub clothes out
of my closet and my gi dad gave to me last year out of my closet with a few other
things. Make sure you grab my diary off of my desk and some pens. If its not
too much trouble can you take the pictures off my desk and the doll off my bed,
those belongings are so important to me, I don't want them destroyed."
"Of course Marron."
"Just grab some clothes and food, and my
wedding pictures from my house." Juuhachigou said throwing a key to the women.
"Mom you know what to grab for me, make sure
you get my diary, some books, clothes, and that cute little doll dad bought for
me when I was three along with my teddy bear. I know its kind of childish but
if our house gets destroyed I don't want those to go up in flames, they hold
way to many memories of Papa."
Lunch smiled at her daughter. Since Tien's
death, Lunch had cried a lot, but her daughter had been strong for her, not
trying to shed many tears anywhere near her, even though Lunch knew she cared
and mourned for her father very much.
Pan ran into the other room and picked up her
son, kissing him lightly on the forehead. She rocked him back and forth until
he stopped crying.
"Don't worry son, your sister will be back
soon. We'll get her back for you, don't you worry. Now be good for both your
grandmas and your great grandma and Lunch okay? That's a good boy." Vegeta
stopped crying after a few minutes and Pan laid another kiss to her head before
handing him over to Kakorotto to give to Bulma.
"Take care little bro." She said smiling as
she handed him off to Bulma. "Now remember everyone, if the Dark Ones return
everyone return to CC or the closest home to them. Make sure we are always in
contact so make sure you each get a cell phone from Bulma."
Bulma laughed lightly at her granddaughter.
She then quickly ran off and grabbed a cell phone for everyone and a list of
the numbers. She handed one out to each person and made sure they were all
turned on.
"Alright everyone take care. Remember to keep
together and make sure everyone goes to the same home as each other. For each
group your in, stay with them. Don't get separated. Make sure your not on your
own at any point. Okay?"
"Right." Everyone agreed.
"Okay. Lets get going.
*
Juuhachigou, Marron, and Brunch blasted off
quickly into the sky.
"Do you think Pan and Kakorotto's plan will
work?" Brunch asked.
"It better." Juuhachigou said as she and the
other two landed at Master Roshi's island.
"Old
man we need your help!" Juuhachigou called out.
Master Roshi and turtle were out within
moments.
"What with?"
"We need to master the Kame Hame Ha technique
for the battle, just incase we're needed." Marron said quickly.
"You all know the basics I'm guessing?" he
inquired.
They all nodded.
"Alright then lets get started."
*
Bulma and ChiChi were off quickly with Vegeta
in the back seat playing with a rattle Bulma had given him. She had had enough
experience with Saiyan babies before they liked playing with things. IF they
didn't have a toy to play with they would go for anything mechanical, whether
by instinct or not. Bulma had had a little electrocuted baby Trunks a few too
many times because he chewed on things he wasn't supposed to.
"He's such a good baby, isn't he ChiChi?"
"Yes, he is. I'm quite surprised with him, I
thought he would be more adventurous like his father."
"Who said he isn't adventurous? That boy is
more troublesome than his father was when he was his age sometimes. But
sometimes, on a rare occasion, he can be quite obedient and calm like he is
right now."
"Just like Goten was. Rarely quiet but when he
was, he was a little angel."
"Ay, same as Trunks. I bet Vegeta was too. Bra
was never any trouble really, she would just cry when she was upset, but never
too much. She was an average human baby, although she was half Saiyan."
Bulma sighed. The thought of her late family
brought tears to her eyes.
"Oh I didn't mean to bring up a painful
subject Bulma." ChiChi began.
"Oh its alright. I've cried enough over the
past few days. Its painful, as I can imagine it is for you too, but for some
reason, I have a feeling that wasn't the last time we'll ever see them again."
"I have that feeling too. Lets just hope its
right."
*
Pan and Kakorotto raced towards Dende's
Lookout. They both prayed it still stood.
Thank Dende. When they arrived they saw it
still stood strong, although the main building was mostly destroyed.
However, thankfully the Room of Spirit and
Time still stood strong.
"Thank Dende, you two still live."
Pan and Kakorotto turned quickly to see Mr.
Popo standing in the doorway of the wrecked building.
"Mr. Popo, I'm so happy to see you still live."
Pan cried running forwards and giving Mr. Popo a hug.
"I'm glad to see you too. Since I knew that
most of your family and friends had been killed, I suspected that if you were
still alive that you would come here to the Room of Spirit and Time."
"Kakorotto has come to go into the Room of
Spirit and Time but I have not. I am here for a different reason but I shall
explain that later. Now Mr. Popo can you show her in?"
"Of course."
"Now Kakorotto you will be gone for a day our
time. But in there a day is the equivalent of a year."
"I know kaasan."
"Can you promise me to train hard in there?"
"I promise kaasan."
"Good, now I'll see you when you're a year
older in twenty four hours." Pan gave her future daughter a small hug and she
left her and Mr. Popo alone, so he could show her in.
"Now Kakorotto in here you can get lost. Don't
wonder too far away from the entrance until you know your way around, okay. IF
you need anything major you can leave but I wouldn't recommend it. Every moment
you spend out of here could be a day that you miss training."
"Yes."
"Now are you sure you want to spend a year in
complete solitude."
"I've gone through it before, I can go through
it again."
"Now do you agree to bring everything that you
brought in out with you."
"I promise."
"Okay then, I wish you the bets of luck."
And with that Mr. Popo turned and walked away.
Once outside he walked back over to Pan.
"I think I know why you're here and if my
guess is correct than follow me."
*
Kakorotto stretched out her muscles before beginning
her workout. She had brought very few belonging with her, only what Pan had
aloud her to bring.
She brought a few books, (which Pan had argued
about but eventually let her bring in) three years supply of batteries, all in
three capsules, a CD player, a few CDs, a few changes of clothing and a few
other personal belongings like her bag she brought from the future with her
writings and such. At night she planned on maybe working on some more of her
writing.
Kakorotto unpacked a few things beside the bed
and took out her CD player, putting in some batteries and a CD. She knew not to
bring a disk man or walk man, she would sip it so much there wouldn't even be a
point in bringing it and when she was to power up she would melt it or explode
it. Not something she wanted to have to deal with.
She began to slowly stretch and train, without
much care. She just relaxed as she jabbed and punched, like a routine workout.
*Six months later*
Kakorotto searched about her
in the darkened abyss. She could see nothing ahead of her, not even her hands
held before her. She couldn't even see the tip of her nose.
Somehow she knew to move forwards, to move
against her fear of the darkness, forwards. She knew something would come
before her.
She was right. Screams were heard above
anything else and she stopped, dead in her tracks. She stared around her
quizzically trying to find out who was screaming. She tried to call out the
people, to no evident. She moved her mouth as if to speak, but no sound came
out.
Fear over whelmed Kakorotto once more. She
couldn't move her legs anymore. It was as if she were a frozen statue.
Suddenly flashes of lightening hit from all
angels. In the lightening flashes she could see the faces of her family and friends.
All falling down some slowly and some quickly, all dying.
"No, no!" she screamed in her mind unable to
release a sound form her lips.
"I can't handle this! Not again! Not again!"
Kakorotto
finally found the energy inside herself to fall to her knees and weep, without
a sound being heard.
Got
a soul song, man it goes like this
Kakorotto awoke from a fevered dream of dreadful screams and carnage, the screams still ringing freshly in her ears.
She whipped her fore head off to find a light layer of sweat trickling down her face.
The Dark Ones.
She awoke to the thought of the Dark Ones. They had killed everyone again.
Again.
She was
worried, angry and upset as she went to work training for the day. The images
of her dying family still burned brightly in her mind's eye.
Somewhere the time was right,
Could have been gone in ten
This world is hard to fight,
Hitting you once, hit it again
To know the way it feels,
Everyone gets knocked down
When you get up
it¹s real,
By taking it back,
turn it around
Kakorotto
could feel the words of the music she had turned on pull into her soul as she
jabbed and punched. Slowly building herself up. Her power
inside
increased slowly as she worked at it, moving faster and faster, but still quite
slowly at first than even faster. She had a power surging through
her, like
none other.
Get on it, up on it, get on it
Wouldn't wanna be you
Get on it, out on it, get on it
No one¹s gonna free you
You know, when you¹re keeping it slow
No matter where you wanna go
Wouldn¹t wanna be you
Get on it, up on it
It's on - we're living in chaos
Hey eyes shut tightly. The beat pushed her, and pushed her. She new what the music was saying.
Stage One…
She punched
again, jabbed again. Her make believe enemies attacking from all sides of her.
Her job at that moment was to jab out at those make
believe
enemies, the Dark Ones, and defeat them. She seemed to be in a trance of anger
and pain, scrabbled in with the forever tune of the music in her ears.
Somewhere along the line,
Things get chipped away
This place keeps going down,
Gets a little worse every day
I see hate and greed,
This world¹s a messed up town
Embrace the pain and see,
By taking it back, you turn it around
"You killed my father…twice…" she whispered at first. "You killed my grandfather…twice…"
She jabbed and hit, her energy increasing. She released a few strict kicks to where the abdominal area on her opponents would be.
She flew up and around, releasing tiny ki blasts as she went.
Stage two…
Get on it, up on it, get on it
Wouldn't wanna be you
Get on it, out on it, get on it
No one¹s gonna free you
You know, when you¹re keeping it slow
No matter where you wanna go
Wouldn¹t wanna be you
Get on it, up on it
It's on - we're
living in chaos
Her energy just kept on increasing. More ki blasts, more jabs, her speed increased drastically.
"You killed my friends…"
Anger just continued.
She kicked and blasted, tears welling up in her eyes. Anger. It was all anger.
Stage three…
Falling
Falling
Falling
Falling
Ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya
Her energy continued to increase…
"You killed my mother…once…"
She felt her hot salty tears flow faster and faster.
"You killed my friends…twice…"
Stage four…
Got a soul song, man it goes like this
Somewhere the time was right,
Could have been gone in ten
This world is hard to fight,
Hitting you once, hit it again
To know the way it feels,
Everyone gets knocked down
When you get up
it¹s real,
By taking it back,
turn it around
Falling…Falling…Falling…Falling…
She could see the chaos encircling her. She could see the destruction all over again. She could just see them all,
they all fell, they all lost, they all died.
She could see the buildings topple effortlessly, leaving the victims inside dead instantly.
At least they were quick deaths.
She could see the only hospitals filled to the brim with injured and dying patients, she could see them fall to the ground
with a swift movement of a finger.
She could see it all.
Stage five…
Falling
Falling
Falling
Falling
(Ya, ya, ya)
Get on it, up on it, get on it
(Ya, ya, ya)
She could still see the day that she saw that children's hospital full of innocent little children suffering from disease, hunger,
and injury come toppling down. She could still here the screams ringing in her ears…
The anger built and the rage over whelmed. Her power just continued to grow.
Stage six…
Get on it, up on it, get on it
No-ones gonna free you
Get on it, up on it, get on it
(Ya, ya, ya)
But
suddenly she stopped. Her power staid the same but her mind was suddenly blinded
by the site of a women who she had seen so long ago, yet only
a
few months ago as well.
"No matter what Kakorotto, you must always fight your
enemies if they need to be defeated. But remember never let anger cloud your
judgment. If you let your anger cloud what judgment you have, you shall never
succeed in life."
"Momma…"
she let her power level shrink again, that was just what she was doing, letting
her anger cloud her judgment. She wouldn't keep going
anymore,
she would have to stop. She couldn't keep going she couldn't let her power
level continue to soar, or who knows what would have happened,
her
judgment could have become so clouded that she could have destroyed everything.
All
right below stage seven…
*
"Are
you sure you want to do this?" Mr. Popo asked.
"I'm
sure. We need this, we need the assistant of this person." Pan said solemnly.
"We've talked over who to chose for the last twelve hours. Now its time. We've
made our decision, now we must go through with it." Pan stuck in strongly.
"Alright then, but that means we are
giving up on him."
"He's
dead Mr. Popo and we need the help. We can just have two of them when he gets
back if this works."
"But there's always the chance that
this doesn't work! If it doesn't he will come here for no reason and be killed!
We can jeopardize another life!"
"We wont. Please Popo, this will help."
"I
have no more arguments against it. I think we chose the right person. Now
please call him forth."
"Alright!"
End
of Chapter 10
What's
Pan up to? What is Mr. Popo? How's Kakorotto doing in her training? What about
the Dark Ones? Where are they? What about the recently deceased? Will
Juuhachigou, Brunch and Marron's training come in handy? Hehe, you'll ahev to
wait until the next chapter.
The
next chapter might not be out for about a week and a half to two weeks for I am
going to camp on Sunday. Please be patient with me, I promise to have it out as
soon as I can. Hopefully on Sunday before I go it will be out. After all, this
chapter took me only a little while to write (well about a day).
Anyways
please you guys, review. It's been a while since I got a review on this story
(even though I just posted chapter nine) and I'm starting to wonder if people actually
want me to finish the story. No one seems to tell me so. But people don't get
me wrong, I'm not begging for reviews here, I'm not saying, "give me such and
such amount of reviews or I wont write anymore". I'm just saying it would be
nice to see if people actually want me to continue or not.
Oh
and flamers, I've got some marshmallows and I'm prepared to roast them!
Best
regards,
Katie
