Hi everyone. Hope everyone is doing great. I've got a new chapter for you. Just wanted to let you know that the lullaby at the beginning I got my inspiration from Pan's Labyrinth. I've posted a link of the song from youtube. Well, hope you guys all like it. Please review. Let me know what you think. Ciao for now.
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Medjai 21
He could hear her…singing…like she had on so many other occasions…the lullaby…
"Lovely crystal of azure
I can no longer dream
Of prairies and peaceful streams
I can't, I can't, I can't.
I…
Wish for the dreams
I used to have
…I do.
Let…
Please let me dream.
Please let me dream
…Those dreams…
…Azure
…Azure…dreams.
Please."
He could feel her arms on his own, holding them, easing some of the pain.
"Are you tired Trunks?"
"Yes. I'm very tired. I want to sleep."
"Don't."
"Why?"
"You can't. Not yet."
"Trunks!"
Vaguely he could hear someone shouting in the distance but he could not make out anything through the thick fog that circled his eyes. He didn't want to.
"But everything hurts…" He closed his eyes against the pain, welcoming the sweet feeling of grayness and its alluring promise of rest.
"Please Trunks."
"Trunks!" Bulma shouted. "Trunks, please say something."
"You can't sleep. Not yet."
He could hear her voice…she sounded so far away.
"Don't go. Please don't go."
"Open your eyes Trunks. Open them".
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He looked at the small note on the kitchen table.
At the Commerce Center with Trunks.
You're dinner is in the fridge.
Put it in the oven for 10 minutes.
10 minutes Vegeta!
- Love Bulma
He frowned and tossed the note back on the table, suppressing an urge to curse. He hated working that damned oven. Who does she think she is, making me, a Prince, cook his own food and how dare she use an exclamation point!
"Blasted Woman." He mumbled and stalked off to the kitchen. Angrily, he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a small container. He looked at it, disgusted by the bright pink color. Everything has to be pink with that woman. He thought, remembering the pink badass shirt she had forced him to wear. Even now he was still embarrassed to even think about that humiliating ordeal.
"Hey Vegeta, why the long face?" Goku asked from the doorway.
"What the hell are you doing here Kakarot?"
"Goten wanted to see Trunks?" Goku said yawning. He walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the breakfast table. "Where are Trunks and Bulma anyways?"
"At the Commerce Center." Vegeta said absently. He was trying to set the temperature on the oven, but the numbers didn't stop flashing. He pressed the timer button again. It beeped once before the words Action Failed flashed across the glowing green screen. "Damn this machine! I'm ordering Chinese."
He reached for the phone and paused. He heard a chair move, as Goku stood up, quietly but quickly. Vegeta looked up and saw Goku nod just slightly in confirmation of the threatening approach. For a moment, all they could do was stand and wait for the erratic energies that were approaching.
"There's two of them." Goku said quietly. "And Goten."
Vegeta watched with sharpened attention as the shadows on the walls became closer, feeling the erratic energy signals get closer and closer with each step. What the hell are they? They're energy levels are all over the place.
Goten was the first to step into the kitchen, looking at Goku and Vegeta apprehensively. Vegeta closed his fist, stepping a few feet forward.
"You're the one who brought Trunks here." Vegeta said, measuring the two newcomers.
"Yes. My name is Kray. This is Jaune. We need to speak with Kalele."
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Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, all contentment gone. Slowly, everything around him became clearer. He could see the ruins all around him, the blood streaming down his arms where glass had penetrated his skin. Somehow he had managed to grab onto one of the beams. She wasn't holding onto my arms. The thought nearly overwhelmed him with misery.
"Trunks?"
He looked down and saw that Bulma was struggling to hold onto him, dangling between life and death.
"I'm fine." Trunks said, still slightly disoriented. He shifted a little, trying to get a better grip. They were still a long ways from the ground. "Grab onto me. I'm going to try and pull us up."
"No. Trunks. No. Let's just wait." Bulma cried – her voice laced with panic. "Let's wait for someone."
"We can't wait. I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
"Mrs. Briefs, over here."
Bulma and Trunks looked up. Martin was leaning slightly through the entrance where they had originally come from, waving desperately for their attention.
"Martin. Martin." Bulma cried.
"The emergency crews can't get through."
Bulma's euphoria evaporated, turning into panic once again.
"Don't worry." Trunks whispered. "Everything will be fine."
He felt Bulma's hands tighten against his shoulders and then someone laughed.
"Are you sure you can keep that promise, sacrificial?"
Hi everyone. Here is chapter 21. I hope you guys like it. I know it took me a while to update but this was a really hard chapter to write. I hope I didn't confuse you, if I did let me know. Well I will let you all go for now. Expect another chapter… (runs away…bye now. :)