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CHAPTER 14: Spilling The Beans

(Videl's POV)

My eyes blinked rapidly in my sockets, trying to blink away the image of the black-haired and brown eyed boy who stood in the exact spot the gorgeous golden-haired muscular fighter had just occupied literally a few seconds ago.

He looked uncomfortable under my penetrating glare and shifted his weight awkwardly to his right side. His gaze fell momentarily to the ground and his shoulders lifted up slightly before falling down again at a slow pace; he was taking a deep breath.

I flinched when his velvety chocolate-brown eyes suddenly met with mine again; my heart actually started racing with fear, an emotion I rarely felt. I balled my hands into fists and tightened my jaw and narrowed my eyes ever so slightly. I looked more like a fierce warrior now than a frightened schoolgirl.

He stared at me expectantly with a wary expression painted on his boyish face.

"Gohan?" I broke the silence with my confused voice.

He smiled sheepishly at me and scratched the back of his head.

"Hey Videl." He said charmingly, as if nothing was amiss.

A frown formed on my brow due to his calm attitude. "You are the Golden-fighter." I said in a monotone, trying hard not to make any trace of emotion spill over my words.

He hesitated for a moment, not daring to lose my gaze. "Yes." He answered truthfully.

I gasped involuntarily at his answer. I didn't understand; it felt as if my brain short-circuited and needed to be rebooted. Around me, everything was in fast-forward while I was motionless in the middle of it all.

How is this possible? I asked confusedly. I have suspected this from the very beginning, but, but… it isn't possible! Gohan and the Gold Fighter were both at the tournament, and there is no way that he could have been at two places at one time!

My pulse sped up and my breathing was very shallow. My muscles grew tense and I felt my temperature rising. I could almost feel my blood starting to boil in my veins. I wasn't angry.

I. Was. Livid.

I was livid at him that he somehow managed to trick me, but I was angrier at me for allowing myself to fall for it.

I probably looked bewildered and wide eyed; not looking as if I really knew where I was or what I was doing. I kept looking around and my eyes kept darting back and forth from him to the wall and back very fast; not bearing to look at him but being awe-struck by his presence at the same time. Confused. All I knew for sure was that I didn't trust him.

A sudden sigh escaped my lips and I opened my mouth to speak, planning to tell him exactly what I thought about him with very colorful vocabulary, but just as I wanted to start speaking images of the Gold Fighter, smiling, laughing, listening and … kissing me flooded my mind, making my mouth snap shut.

I wanted to cry, for a reason that was above my understanding, but instead I curled my hand around the thick strap of my backpack and hurried out of the room. Surprisingly he didn't follow me; I thought that he would have followed me for sure.

I hesitated when I reached the hallway, completely surrounded by the ghastly red-colored lockers and bee-like students rushing to their classes.

"Videl." I instinctively turned around at the call of my voice. I immediately regretted my action and tried to escape his presence by pushing through the masses, but he still managed to grab my arm, restricting my movement.

"I'm sorry." He breathed. A shiver ran down my spine as his cool minty breath reached my neck. I shook my head slowly from side to side, my face hidden from his view.

"Don't…" I started, but the image of Erasa, Gomih and Sharpner moving towards us made me swallow the rest of the sentence.

Erasa started to wave her arms wildly in the air to get our attention and Sharpner just walked in his usual arrogant stance: arms folded over his chest, large steps, nose held high and a slight pout on his narrow lips, next to the blond pixie-like girl.

Gohan let go of my arm and stepped past me to greet the rest of our gang. "Good morning." He greeted with a charming toothy smile as he gave Erasa a half hug and fist bumped Sharpner. He gave his sister just a curt nod.

"So what are you guys doing here all by yourselves?" Erasa asked with a raised eyebrow, eying me with detest.

"Some goons tried to rob the convenience store down the street." I explained curtly. "Took some time to clean up."

Sharpner nodded. "I heard the Scorpion Gang is in town again."

"Yup."

He shot a frown my way and I just shook my head. I momentarily considered telling them about Gohan being the Gold Fighter, but I was sure they won't believe me, and there is no way that Gohan was going to change in front of them.

"And you Gohan?" Erasa urged and shot a quick look to her watch. "You aren't usually this late."

He chuckled at her tone. "Shouldn't we be heading to class?" He asked, probably trying to change the subject.

Erasa giggled and punched him playfully on the arm. That action sickened me and I just wanted to get her away from him. He was playing her. He was playing all of us. "Don't be silly." She said in an overly-girly voice. "As if we are going to use math someday."

"Where did you disappear to anyway?" Sharpner laughed. "Did you sneak out to go play chess or something?"

Gohan chuckled. "Nah; ran into an old friend." He said casually.

My head turned to him with a scowl on my face. "So that girl you were hanging out with in the janitors closet, is a close friend?" I challenged with a raise eyebrow.

He stared at me with a look of disbelief painted on his expression.

"What girl?" Erasa asked in a small voice.

"Melisa." I answered for him.

"That squealer of a tenth grader?" Sharpner asked with a frown, looking back and forth from Gohan and me.

"That's the one." I confirmed in a smug voice.

"She ambushed me, not the other way around." Gohan defended himself in a firm voice.

"And who can blame her, you're such a cutie!" Erasa said flirtatiously.

"Where's that other friend of yours?" Sharpner chipped in, probably trying to put a stop to Erasa's flirting, especially since he was totally in love with her, even if he didn't want to admit it.

Erasa looked around. "Yeah, is Rey sick or something?"

Gohan shook his head. "He moved back to Papaya Island." He said in a melancholy tone.

"That's so sad!" Erasa exclaimed. "Why?"

"His parents are back home." He explained briefly.

"Awh; I am really going to miss him! He was such a fun guy to be around of." Erasa moaned.

Sharpner scoffed. "He wasn't that fun." He said bitterly.

Erasa looked at the blond haired boy with disbelief in her expression. "How can you say that?" She asked rhetorically. "He once swallowed a coin and somehow pushed it back out through his nose!"

"That's idiotic, not fun." He argued.

"Guys, I hate to interrupt, but Mister Granger is on his way back from the office." Gomih interjected while pointing to the oppose window next to the courtyard where our math teacher was clearly seen walking at a steady pace down the hall towards class.

The five of us shared a peculiar look of distress before turning around and darting hastily towards the class. Our sneakers screamed against the polished marble tiles as we made our way through the short hallway to the class.

All the other students stared down at us as if we were criminals as we entered the room, virtually out of breath. We scurried like rats to our seats and quickly yanked out our books and pencil cases onto our desks.

We had just enough time to catch our breaths before he came walking into the classroom.

Just as the lesson started my mind started to wander…

A feeling of light-headedness and disorientation consumed me and my mind began buzzing with thoughts of a peculiar boy. I wiped my brow, trying to block the memory of him out in order to cool off, but that just made me feel more vulnerable and naïve than before.

I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes until I saw nothing but sparkles.

My eyes abruptly flashed open as a realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I liked the Gold Fighter, but Gohan is the Gold Fighter… Does that mean I like Gohan?

I stroked the hair in my side-ponytail softly as I stared idly out the window. It was a nice day outside. A brisk breeze could be located from the swaying lush green treetops and a few looming friendly white clouds promised to block out most of the annoying sunbeams when we actually moved to the outdoors.

I could actually see it; Gohan and me. Falling in love with him would be exactly that: falling… Effortless. I could see myself growing fond of that bright genuine smile that always occupied his face. I could imagine myself getting lost in his eyes and taking long cheesy strolls through the city's park, hand in hand… A smile formed automatically at the sweet image.

I was taken aback by the involuntary gesture and shook my head violently from side to side to get rid of the disturbing image.

Get a hold of yourself! I ordered myself sternly. You don't even like the guy, remember? He's irritating! He's always nice and never does freaking anything wrong. Ugh, he is just too annoyingly perfect.

But he is also the Gold Fighter… Mysterious, edgy, unpredictable, bad boy… Those two personalities just weren't destined to mix!

And besides, Erasa likes Gohan; she would never forgive me…

Negative ten. I flinched when a random thought said in a seductive whisper flashed into my mind out of nowhere.

"Slacking off yet again miss Satan?"

The mention of my name yanked me out of my fantasies and back to the real world. Mister Granger was standing in front of the class with a scowl apparent on his features. I flinched when I realized his gaze was set on me.

He tapped his foot impatiently on the wooden floor of his little pedestal. "I'm going to take a long shot and guess that you don't know the answer to the equation I just spend ten minutes explaining on the board.

Negative ten flashed through my mind yet again, but in a louder tone.

"Negative ten." I answered in a confident voice, thinking that my unconscious mind might have been paying attention while I was drifting off.

He grumbled something incoherently under his breath as he turned back to the board, scribbling another sum in a barely legibly handwriting on it.

I tried to concentrate throughout the rest of the class, but that proved to be an impossible task. Every time I just found myself wondering about and being angry at a certain blond/black-haired boy.

"Good guess." Gohan said with a smirk as we walked out of class.

"Huh?"

"The answer to that sum you were clearly paying attention to." He clarified.

I pouted. "I was paying attention." I immediately went on the defence.

He chuckled. "Of course you were."

He tried to make conversation but I ignored him flatly, so we walked the rest of the way to biology in silence. I frowned when I noticed him placing his backpack and pencil case on the seat next to mine on the shared desk. Oh right, he is my biology partner for the term…

"What are you?" I blurted out as he sat, louder than I had anticipated. The first two rows turned around and stared at me, but I didn't care. I saw Erasa giving the scene a questionable stare from the corner of my eye, which gave me a slight uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

He seemed slightly taken aback though. "Pardon?" He asked politely in a barely audible whisper.

"There is no way that you can be human." I said softly.

He frowned. "This isn't the time or place for this conversation."

"Oh, and when do you think is the right time for this conversation?" I asked in a harsh tone.

"After school." He said as he opened his textbook. "I realize it was a mistake telling you this morning, but I really didn't take that in consideration."

"Don't tell me you expect me to wait until the end of the school day to find out whatever you are?!"

He chuckled at my tone. "See it as a test of endurance."

I growled. "Not if I tell anyone about it first." I threatened.

He rolled his eyes. "I am sure everyone is going to believe you."

"I have a high status in this town; they won't doubt anything that comes out of my mouth." I countered.

"Celebrities can go mad too." He reasoned without looking up from his book.

I fumed; leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms over my chest as I stared at nothing particular in front of me.

"Oh, I am mad alright." I breathed through clenched teeth; angry at him for withholding information from me.

"I understand that you must be feeling shocked and maybe even betrayed…" He started.

I scoffed. "That doesn't even begin to cover it." I hissed.

"I understand, but that doesn't mean that you can go and do something rash you will certainly regret later." He said in a calm voice.

I turned away from him, actually angling my body so he was completely out of my sight. I opened my text book on page 81, where our new assignment was explained in full detail and acted like I was reading to please the teacher. I wasn't going to just sit here and let him manipulate me like this! If he thinks I was going to keep quiet, he is in for a big surprise. I am going to expose the bastard. No one messes with me and he is going to learn that the hard way.

"I will tell you this much; I am in fact part human." His levelled voice dug through my thoughts.

I frowned. "Part?" I nearly shouted in a high-pitched voice. I wasn't sure how to process this statement. Was he a type of alien or something sent from a desolated planet to take over our world? But that will actually explain so much… His super powers, ability to fly and to change his appearance are certainly not human traits.

My eyes widened and I peered over my shoulder at Gomih sitting at the back of the class with brace-faced Benny. She must be a alien too…

"Something to share with the class there, Videl?" My head turned disoriented to the sound of our biology teacher's voice. He peered over his glasses at me with a raised eyebrow.

I felt Gohan's eyes fall upon me. "Do you?" He asked, only for my ears to hear.

"No." I answered both the teacher and the extraterrestrial sitting next to me.

"Very well then; carry on with your work." He said sternly.

"Yes sir." I said as I turned my attention back to our assignment.

"After school." Gohan said slowly out of the blue, just before the class ended. I sighed. This is going to be a long day…

(Reynard's POV)

I forced not to grimace as the thick nauseating metallic odour of blood overwhelmed my nostrils. I looked down at the ground and immediately regretted the action. Three corpses who have been burnt to an unrecognisable degree occupied the floor near the entrance of the castle-like building. They must have been soldiers… I thought in despair as I got a look of their blue and silver uniforms.

"Do you remember you mission?" Creepy dude, who I learned is named Diablo, asked in his usual monotone.

"Retrieve the fortune teller and the Sacred Book of Magic…" I hesitated. "Exterminate anyone or anything that stands in my way of completing the mission." I recited my grandfather's instructions by the word.

Diablo nodded in approval and kicked the bodies out of the way mercilessly, clearing the path up to the stairway.

You were the one who killed them… I reminded myself.

I held my head high as I walked up the small stairway. I wasn't surprised to see that the door was locked. I emitted a little yell before I kicked it open. Splinters and dust scattered around me as the threshold broke open.

"Stay there or we shoot!" Around thirty soldiers were already waiting for us as we walked in through the entryway. All of their useless guns were pointed directly at me. I raised my hands in defence and smiled my most charming smile.

"Fellas, we don't want to cause any trouble." I said in a sincere voice. "Hand over the fortune teller and nobody gets hurt."

"Lies!" One of them shouted from the back. "You already took down three of our men!"

A loud bang echoed across the room as he fired his weapon. A slimy green bullet sped towards me and I extended my hand to catch the attack which would clearly be a miss.

"Watch out!"

My attention shifted to Diablo who was staring at me with big eyes. I let my hand fall to my side and stared at him with a quizzical expression.

"What?" I asked loudly, angry that he ruined my dramatic moment.

He pointed to something behind me. I followed his finger to one of the four walls supporting the room. A distinctive small hole was present between the bricked structure and some glowing neon green liquid oozed from the tiny circular indentation.

"I am guessing that is lethal." I said with a pout.

"Liquid acid." Diablo confirmed with actual emotion in his tone of voice.

"Awh, you actually care about me." I gushed.

"Don't flatter yourself." He said in a monotone. "Your grandfather will have my head if you die."

"No, he'll…" My eyes widened when I felt a sudden mass-rise of ki's. I was just in time to initiate a shield around Diablo and me to deflect the oncoming green energy-blasts heading dangerously towards us. I was actually surprised by the force behind the blasts, strong enough to send tremors through my shield, but not powerful enough to scathe it.

"It's not nice to attack a man when his back is turned." I said with a frown, my eyes meeting with the guard at the front. But I can't blame them, if I were in their dire shoes; I would have acted the same.

"It is not nice to show up at a private residence unannounced." He countered.

"Fair enough." I agreed with his argument. "But I was sent here with a mission, and I am planning on completing it, with or without your consent." I frowned internally at the venom in my voice. "So I am going to ask nice, again… Move out, or die." My eyes narrowed with every word I spoke.

"We would rather die!" Some of them yelled in unison and flung some more of their ki my way.

"Very well." I said in an emotionless voice. I stood with my feet at shoulder's width and clenched my fists hanging loosely next to my sides. My aura flashed wildly around my body; a grey flame. When I felt satisfied with the energy-level I have reached I stop powering up and dropped the shield. I sent an invisible wave of ki through the room, the only proof that it existed was shown by the angry dust cloud of debris rushing towards the soldiers.

I shut my mind down when the screams started. I clenched my jaw and fists and stared blankly at an empty spot on the badly plastered wall.

I cringed when I felt a cold hand curl around my ankle. I looked down into the eyes of the warrior I recognised as the leader of the pack.

"Burn… In.. H.. Hell…" He stuttered before his eyes went completely blank.

Those three words circulated in my mind like a broken recording. In all my life I have never been on the receiving end of that sentence. I was the one who protected the people from monsters worth saying that phrase to, and now I was that person.

It is for the greater good. I reminded myself. More people are going to benefit from this than the amount that is going to die. Sacrifices must be made...

I bent down and gently pried his dead fingers from my leg before moving up the stairs.

"You seem rather soft to be related to Vaughan." Diablo noted.

I chuckled. "Everyone seems soft against my grandfather."

"True." He agreed. "But you seem soft in comparison to others… Raphael, Grace, your father…" His voice trailed off.

"Every person has their own style." I reasoned. "If every villain had the personality of Raphael or Grace the world would have been a very boring place to be in."

"Not really." He said in a monotone.

"There is no rule that says I can't be humane to my opponent." My voice turned bitter. "I already took his life, that doesn't mean I should keep tormenting his corpse."

Diablo frowned. "Sounds like something a protector would say." He hissed.

I aimed my hand to his left arm before I shot a blast at him. His arm fell clean off from the elbow down. "Is that something a protector would do?!" I shouted, trying to get my point across.

"You blasted my arm off!" He sounded shocked.

"Well, you were really starting to piss me off." I said agitatedly. "Put it in ice, I am sure the doctors back home will be able to attach it again."

He stared at me with wide eyes filled with disbelief.

"Go, before you get an infection and rot out. I can handle this."

"But…"

"I can make that two arms." I threatened.

He grunted but listened to me. He picked his disregarded limb from the floor and shot me a look of utter hatred before teleporting away.

I let out a deep sigh… How am I going to survive here without changing who I am? A fleeting thought passed through my mind. I shook my head from side to side, trying to get rid of the disturbing thought. I have a mission to complete…

I stared up at the staircase; feeling two distinctive ki's on the second floor. I flew up the gradient, not in the mood to walk up against it. I came to a standstill in front of the open door, feeling wary. They must have sensed my presence, yet they allow me to enter their last stand of defence graciously. Maybe they knew that holding a defence will be futile… One of them is a forward looker…

"So you are the one who took down all our men?" A girly voice asked with a frown. "I am surprised that you are so young." I turned to the sound and found a striking young lady with short black hair, green eyes and a muscular body stand before me. She was wearing a Saiyan-armour and had a tail bind securely around her waist.

Another Saiyan…

I chuckled. "Don't be fooled by my looks; I am actually over three centuries old."

She smiled; it was such a fake gesture. "What do you want?" She asked without hesitation.

"You can predict the future, you tell me." I joked.

"She can't, but I can." A manly voice made itself heard for the first time.

I spun around to its origin and was surprised to find the spitting image of Gohan's father sitting casually on one of the chairs in the corner of the room. I didn't even sense his presence… Oh, but he has a halo… I noticed. It is easier for him to hide his force.

"So you know I have come to escort you to the dark realm." I said casually, leaning against the wall.

He chuckled. "Something like that." He said in a comical voice. "But I am not going to let you take me."

"Oh?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "I am a very impatient man mister, and I still have a lot of other things to do today." I said in an annoyed voice; tired of the same speech over and over again. "I suggest that you come with me."

I growled when he showed resistance and acted on my primal instincts to get what I wanted. My finger rose from where it was concealed over my chest and fired a sharp beam in the direction of the female.

I smiled when I noticed his eyes widen as he realized what was happening.

The echo of the beam striking through her skull bounced around in the room. A blank expression rested on her face and a small smile of surprise was curved on her rosy lips. A blanket of red splattered onto the cream walls.

His hysterical scream rose above the others as her body dropped to the floor, like a rock sinking down to the vast dark blue ocean, entombed in a world of silence and darkness, forever to wait in its place slowly decaying.

He rushed over to the woman and held her head on his lap. The world gradually sped up as her body convulsed and the scarlet liquid gushed out of her like a thick waterfall staining the rest of his shirt.

His thoughts were so loud that it actually bore through my skull; loud enough for me to successfully pinpoint what was going on inside of his head.

Everything went completely silent in his mind. All movement around him slowed down to an excruciating pace. I could feel his pulse pounding through his body rapidly and escaping in torrents through his shouts. At that moment he felt no pain, he felt no sorrow, he was only amazed by all that surrounded him. He looked down at her lifeless hand. He was amazed at how the muscles flexed back and forth perfectly even though there was no life in her veins. He sank to the ground, a dull ache forming in his chest. His ears were closed to the world as a feeling of inequitable hatred manifested in his heart.

My eyes fluttered open and close, trying to block out the gory image that was playing in front of me. My dark lashes desperately trying to shield me from the horror that lied within. There she was. The once alive woman was now laying in front of me, frozen stiff. Her skin already taking on a deathly pale shade... Her veins were fully visible as she lay motionless in an awkward position with her legs tangled over the edge of the sofa.

I can't believe I actually did that to another person…

My head levelled with hers; her cold lifeless green eyes bore into mine, her mouth was slightly ajar, as if laughing silently at me. Her brunette bangs have formed a curtain around her eyes, the only glimpse of her once beautiful eyes, behind shades of hair that would no longer be brushed back by caring hands.

"You!" The Goku-lookalike hissed as his eyes met with mine…

(Gohan's POV)

"Class dismissed." The words I have dreaded for the past seven hours finally reached the inner mechanisms of my ears. My heart started to pound erratically in my chest and I immediately shoved my books in my backpack before storming out of the class. I think this was the first time ever I was out of the class before Sharpner or one of the other school-hating jocks.

I rushed to the bathroom and placed myself in front of one of the disgustingly dirty mirrors. I was surprised that I could still make out my image through all the thick layers of filth that occupied its surface.

My brown eyes were big and my face had a strange red hue to it. I opened the faucet to the cold water and gathered some the icy liquid in my hand before throwing it onto my face.

It felt good, but it wasn't enough. I teleported to a nearby lake and dived into it. My whole body was now surrounded by a refreshing coolness.

"Crap, what am I going to tell her?" I asked my reflection in the lake, desperately hoping for an answer. No answer…

I started pacing rapidly back and forth; my breathing and heartbeat began to speed and filled my ears with white noise. I found myself chewing my nails, but forced myself to keep my hand down from my mouth. It didn't quite work, as I found myself chewing again a bare minute later. A cold sweat had broken out between my shoulder blades. I was nervous alright…

Videl! I remembered. She must be waiting for me at the school. I located an empty space at the back of the school building and teleported to it, landing in between the bushes. I sensed her ki in the hallway, heading for the main exit.

I leaped from out of the bushes and ignored the questionable stares from other students as I darted speedily towards the front of the school. I leaned casually against the wall next to the door and waited for a specific raven-haired girl to pass by.

"Hey." I greeted her in a voice that sounded surprisingly arrogant and cheeky.

She frowned. "Hey." She greeted back unenthusiastically. "It is after school." She noted.

I chuckled. "I am surprised you held out for this long." I joked.

Her eyes narrowed into angry slits. "Explain." She said in a soft angry voice.

I looked around me, only seeing the bodies of other students moving in and out of the building. I grabbed her arm and pulled her down the stairs.

"I can walk by myself thank you." She said as she pulled her arm away from mine.

I nodded and took the lead as I walked to the back of the building. She shot me a questionable stare as I looked over my shoulders.

"There's nobody here." She said irritated.

I smiled. "I know." I breathed and placed my right arm on her shoulder, teleporting us to one of the mountains about sixty miles away from my house. The exact spot where I found Icarus all those years ago.

A waterfall bellowed softly in the background and a tall tree next to it provided us some shade from the excruciating rays of the sun.

"We were just at the school." Videl stammered.

I chuckled and stepped a few paces away from her. "Indeed we were."

Her body was stiff as she pointed a shaky finger to our surroundings. "This isn't the school."

"No it is not…" I said slowly, as if talking to a mentally challenged person. "It's Mount Patzu." I informed her.

Her mouth fell open. "How did we travel from the school to this freaking mountain, over three hundred miles away I might add, in a fraction of a second?!"

"You spaced out." I joked. The look on her face told me that she didn't find me funny. "It is called instantaneous movement." I answered truthfully and teleported to the top of the waterfall. "I can teleport to anywhere in the world in mere seconds!" I yelled from my levitated position. She flinched when I appeared next to her again.

"You said you weren't human." She said slowly; her voice quivered a bit, sounding actually as if she was scared.

I hesitated for a moment, pondering over what the correct words would be to use. "I am a hybrid." I said after a long awkward pause. I bit my lip, my eyes dancing to every corner.

"Of what?" She asked calmly.

"Human…" I started.

"And?" She encouraged with a raised eyebrow.

"Saiyan." I said in an emotionless tone.

"So you are an actually extraterrestrial." I wasn't a question, but a statement.

I chuckled. "Pretty much."

She nodded slowly, as if processing the information. "I know an alien…" Her tone was filled with disbelief.

She folded her arms around her waist, as if creating a protective barrier from the world. Her gaze shifted to the ground and she shifted her weight occasionally to each side. She seemed completely uncomfortable in my presence.

I formed a barrier around my body before I allowed my body to transform into my first Saiyan state.

"What you do that for?" She asked, taken back a bit.

I shrugged. "You seem more comfortable in his presence."

"Just tell me one thing "Gold fighter"," She made inverted commas with her fingers, "how can you be in two places at one time?"

I smiled, glad that she was actually starting to ask questions. "I assume you are referencing that time both my identities were at the arena."

"Your assumption is correct." She retorted in an annoyed tone, folding her arms over her chest.

I chuckled at her tone and used the multi-form technique to slip myself into two. "Is this explanatory enough for you?" I asked with a broad smile. "It's called the multi-form technique." I elaborated when she stayed silent.

She nodded. "So your whole family is aliens?"

I laughed. "My mother is the only human among us." I explained; my voice thick with laughter.

"I am going to take a long shot and say that I am not supposed to tell anybody about this." She said in a monotone.

"You can…" I said slowly. "But then you will be putting their lives in danger."

A frown appeared on his brow. "So you telling me, is actually a threat on my life?"

"Yes."

She let out a growl and leaped forward in an almost flawless fighting stance. She started kicking and punching at my face and body. I allowed her to lash out on me; to get out all her bottled up feelings.

"I can do this longer than you." I said in an 'as a matter of fact' voice when I noticed her breathing starting to get heavy after about half an hour.

"You can try!" She yelled, her voice breaking due to the loud volume. She gave me a look of disappointment before spinning around and running into no particular direction.

"Why are you running away?" I asked in a soft voice when I appeared in front of her. She almost crashed into my body.

She looked me directly in the eye. "Because you are a liar!" She screamed. "And I am sick of constantly being surrounded by people who hate the truth." Her voice was soft, but I detected the words. A feeling of guilt filled my being. "I don't want to be lied to again."

I grabbed her gently by my shoulders, forcing her to look me in the eyes. "I am telling you the truth now."

"Why now?!" She asked and shook my grip off her body.

"Because I need your help." I answered truthfully after a few prolonged seconds.

She frowned, looking puzzled about what I could possibly need her help with.

"And that is?" She asked defiantly, seeming to have calmed down and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Have you ever heard about the dark realm?"

….

Da Dum DAAAAAAAAAM! Bahahahaha, good luck surviving this cliffy! XD

Until next time!