Hola..

Just wanna give my huge thanks to you guys for dedicating a few minutes of your day to reviews and stuff.

Means alot.

This one is a little sad to reflect a really hectic time in my life at the moment.

But nonetheless, enjoy its deep and dramatic ways.

'-thinking

"-speaking

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And then I woke up.

The volcanic eruption of darkness and dread that exploded in my chest swelled to the point of near asphyxiation. My heart began to race, my eyes bulged, and I prayed. I prayed it was all a dream, that I'd wake up and my life would be intact the way it was when I woke up that morning. Tears involunarily fell down my cold cheeks, my lips plump with red as my face crinkled in a vain attempt to contain the surge of emotion running through me.

I had lost the most important gem in the world...

I had lost myself.

I was my greatest enemy, not Yamcha, not even my own father.

Suddenly, a numbness washed down the bittersweet realization. I was undead. I was here, but... Not on Earth. Not with a family or a friend in sight. No Gohan. Not even....

Goten..?

That's when it stung the most. That's when I felt it bleed into my insides as the numb feeling faded and melancholy took over. Nothing could shake it off, nothing could coagulate my bruised heart. Not that I was even aware I had one and yet...

I had never felt a pain this terrible, this devastating.

'What's wrong with me? Why couldn't I get it right? Why couldn't I cope and open my big fucking mouth to just tell someone...'

"M-Maybe it was all a dream. Just a dream, or maybe this is. Maybe- AGGHH!"

A strangled scream escaped me as I fell upon my knees, cradling my head in my hands. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. Everything should be so much-

"Different."

I froze. My veins halted in the icy silence as my head slowly rose to see Kami in some mysterious light, staring at me with his omniscience and his serenity. I immediately envied him, all the power I sought in my life on Earth and yet I was here, on my knees, in his mercy and begging for his knowledge.

"You struggled so much child. To be different. To escape the pain you were cursed with as a child, no control, no power over it... And now you are here."

A sadness invaded my throat, muting it indefinitely. Only because it all felt so indefinite. Final. Eternity teased my fingertips, burning it with its immense possibility, threatening to claim my existence but for some reason I still felt a spark...

Hope.

"You are still a child, young Bra. That hope exists because you are also human. You are not the monster you or others may percieve you to be. You are unique and strong. Do you believe so?"

I shook my head. Nothing was ever good enough, why even try now? All of those hours and months of sweat, obsession...

"Revenge is never the answer. Murder, diabolic manipulation of others using your beauty and enchantment alone will not work. You are not a full-blooded Saiyan, and even if you were, you would have been defeated by your own arrogance."

"Isn't that what HAPPENED?" I snarled, my lips curling in defiant rage. I was so angry, so mad this was happening to me, of all people... I am the fucking half-blood Saiyan Princess for Kami's sake.

His lips smiled at hearing his name echo in my head,"Not for your sake, dear. This is for the Earth's sake. This is for you to see who you are meant to be, who you could have become."

"It was all a mistake," I muttered, tears falling once again down my face like raindrops that came before the storm. Silence ensued.

"Come, at once."

"No!"

He had his back to me, and glanced at me before my eyes closed. My nostrils flared, my chest heaved. I was throwing a fit. Just like the child he donned me to be.

"This is the only way for you to see, to open your eyes and grow. No one on Earth has that power but I, dearest Bra."

"I'm nothing. I was used like yesterday's garbage, and thrown around by my own father..."

"You may pout all you like. Fate will not be changed unless you grasp the power of the future in front of you. Or..."

My eyebrow raised, against my whim,"Or?!"

"Or you give up, and all you will be remembered as is the defeated villain you made yourself out to be."

I swallowed my pride, I stood up. And I followed Kami into the abyss of time itself.

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The smoke cleared. Goten felt his breath grow rapid, not from the energy that suddenly left his body feeling limp and fatigued...

But because he saw the outline of her motionless silhouette under a pile of debris.

He rocketlaunched himself towards her, pushing off the rock and concrete off her body, battered and bruised as it were. His heart sunk at the mere sight of her bleeding, porcelain skin, like an antique doll that accidentally fell from the high shelf. His hand reached out, his eyes fixated on her as if he were in a trance, and cupped her cheek so lightly he could hardly feel the icy silk that her skin was. It all went black again as his eyelids fell like curtains, keeping him from seeing the nightmarish sight in front of him.

A sob wracked his chest, but no tears escaped. He laid his head down on her breast, no heartbeat to wake him of his tragic haze. Flashbacks of her childhood and his meshed, the two of them smiling and playing the park when she was so young, too young to know the scars and the pain she was in for. Rage pumped through him suddenly. He wanted to kill, he wanted to lash out at anyone who dared look at her with malice in their eyes but he knew she had already taken care of them.

She had done this before she had even given him a chance to help her out of it.

'You can't change her fate for her, son. You just can't do everything.' His father consoled in his head, but he growled the reverberating voice away, tired, wanting nothing more than to just lay here, even if it was with a corpse. She was still beautiful to him, she was still everything that the world was supposed to be blessed with and more. She was the future, and he had just killed it.

Then, his eyes shot open, and he picked his head up with a glimmer of hope and adrenaline. Of course, the human way to do things. CPR.

He gently seperated her slightly blue lips and pressed his mouth against it. No breath leaked to caress his face, and catapulted a wave of sadness right through him. Ignoring it to the best of his ability, he slowly exhaled and then blow forcefully. After getting nothing, he started compressions against her chest. "Come on, come on!" He heard himself shout, frustration leaking perspiration down his temples.

He blew air into her mouth again, then a moisture began to trickle down his cheek and he knew he was done for. A cry escaped his mouth, emasculating him finally as he collapsed.

'No, Bra... This wasn't how our first kiss should have been, baby... My Bra...'

With that, he fell fast asleep, his head laying against her chest as time and space faded away.

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A golden train station befell her eyes, surrounding both her and Kami as blind, oblivious passersby rushed and strode to their destinations. Children, animals, adults. There were so many people, it was hard to see which way was left, even the walls were covered by this body or that. A giant clock was perched up above everyone on the ceiling, causing Bra to shudder when she saw its hands were not stationary or following any such pattern.

They were spinning, faster and faster, to show just how infinite she and Kami were.

She felt invisible, dead. Both of which she was, but... it was such a cold, empty feeling of not existing.

"Do you see the inhabitants of this world, Bra? They are all going somewhere for something their life demands or their hearts desire. A loved one, a job, a meeting of some sort. Everyone is rushing so blindly that they do not notice us or the ghosts of the Other World, however, there are always wandering spirits surrounding them. They are simply too absorbed in their own existences to notice beyond the paradigms of the natural world they live in."

Bra blinked, astounded at what she was hearing, wondering about all those times

-click-

"That was Yamcha, who was hiding in a hidden passageway that lead to your closet. Trunks gave him the route, the blueprint to your home. It is there he snapped the very photos of you as a young child that made their way to your mother's mailbox."

She rolled her eyes, not wanting anything to do with the life she left behind. All she wanted was to hear more about what lie beyond.

"Yes. A common human trait, always wondering what is beneath the walls of life, the limits of the mind, and such. But patience is the key. An open mind and an open heart will lead you to the discovery that you have yearned so long for."

A slim turquoise eyebrow rose on Bra's face,"Me personally? Or..."

Kami only smiled. "Let us carry on, child."

Next thing she knew, darkness fell over them again. But then it faded into something much more haunting, much more desolate than Bra could ever imagine. It was her, around 6 years old, clutching a teddy bear and clad in flannel pajamas. She was crying, trails of wet, glistening tears streaking her cheeks as the hair around her face matted to it. Pity suddenly flooded her chest, until...

Until she saw what she was doing.

The then 6-year-old Bra was touching herself in a region far too inappropriate for a child to even know about. Bra turned away quickly, a blush crept upon her face, her eyes wide with shock. 'Why can't I remember doing something like that?!'

"You are reliving what happened to you, my dear. Do not be humiliated, or afraid. This was your way of coping, your way of nurturing the victim you had become."

"M-Mothering myself."

Kami nodded as Bra mustered the courage to look back again. Suddenly the child in front of her, shuddered, gasping for air as her eyes clamped shut. Then, with a contented sigh, she fell back on her bed and into a restless, dreamless sleep. Bra shook her head.

"That was no way for someone so young to live, Kami! Why didn't ANYONE fucking notice? Why didn't anyone try to help? To listen? Why couldn't I-"

"Speak? Words were still beyond your reach, no matter the genius your mother was. You had barely grasped the majority of the English language by the age of five, but the trauma muted you. Speaking was not an option, for you still believed it was your fault, that you had done something wrong and would be punished accordingly."

"Heh," She scoffed bitterly,"For some genius, I was a fucking idiot to think such a way."

"You thought the way a mere child under tremendous pain would. And you still do."

Her eyebrows burrowed at being called a child, because even at seventeen, her pride pulsed with strength and retort,"Bullshit."

"You will see," Kami replied calmly, his lips curving upwards. The next world that graced their line of vision was another flash of 6 year old Bra, only much happier. It was a bright sunny day, and everyone was gathered at Master Roshi's. She donned a pink, polkadot bathing suit while riding the back of the Turtle, everyone giggling at Vegeta's obvious irritation.

Envy invaded Bra's pounding heart, her face scowling at the image before her. Then she saw Goten, his hair standing upright like in his younger days, his white shirt and purple pants gleaming in the sunlight from the beach's horizon. Next to him was a girl, her hair chestnut brown, her eyes golden like the sun that was setting into the vast sea before them. The girl leaned in for a kiss, setting Goten's cheeks on fire with a fiery blush. Nonetheless, she claimed his lips with her own, and Bra turned her back on the vision, furious.

"This is the alternate world. Goten has been shown this world, only all of you were much older, and this girl-"

"Can go fuck herself. Next."

Kami sighed, and she could practically feel him shaking his head at her jealous rage,"Her name is Valese. Eventually the feelings that bombarded the young group of you in your own broken world came to develop again in this one. Only, there was no action. Only emotion and the mere hiding of it."

Her eyebrow rose again, curiosity being too much for her impulsive inquisition,"Like who?"

"There was quite a web of feelings between all of you. Goten for you, Pan for Trunks, as well as Marron for Trunks.." He chuckled at the controversy,"However...Many darker triangles were formed, the same ones that existed in your timeline but were ended horribly."

"Yamcha for my mother," She answered, realizing what had happened when she interrupted Vegeta, Yamcha, and her mother. Yamcha had come for Bulma, forcing her to kiss him before her father walked in and got the wrong idea. Suddenly she became enraged at the notion,"So it was all because my FATHER got it in his head that my mother was cheating on him?! In their own bedroom?!"

"Now, child. Calm yourself-"

"No! I lost my life, I lost a chance to be this happy little kid like we see right here, all because of HIM?!"

"There is no such thing as chance. There is fate, and there is choice. Both are intertwined-"

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!"

He blinked with surprise etched on his aging features, taken aback by her outburst.

"I don't care about your stupid useless wisdom for life, death, love, glory... It's all a waste, obviously. No matter what I would have done, I still would have been the bad guy, the victim, or the girl that was killed by a stupid assumption!"

He stared at her blankly, his eyes holding a twinge of regret,"If you would let me-"

"No. Leave me be."

"As you wish."

Black once again fell over her, a blanket to console her internal wound of emptiness, anger, and downright misery.

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Wellllllllllllll.

Not the happiest chapter but I did try to put in some clues for you guys as to what went down and stuff....

Sorry it was so short, but it was done on a whim. I have the next chapter started and it will be up Aye Ess Aye Pee xD

Later alligators.

~Jckash03