Disclaimer:
(Singing along to the Oscar Myers song this time) I wish I owned these pretty little characters *holds up that convenient picture again* For that is what I'd really like to do. But then if I owned these pretty little characters, I wouldn't be writing a fanfiction for all of you!
Authors Note:
J Here's another one for all to enjoy! Thank you barbo-chan for holding up the deal. M, I'll see what I can do about fighting, but ya gotta understand that this is my first fanfiction. If I do a fight scene, well, I have no idea how it'll turn out. But it never hurts to try. Any way, comment, comment, comment! On with the story.
Saturday's Happenings VI: Threatened
The splitting of raindrops hitting the roof grew more insistent. He had really preferred the twittering of the birds this morning. This was, depressing. Not only that, but frustrating. If only Piguro would wake up. The older of the two had to have some idea of what to do. Perhaps, maybe not. He didn't even know they were in a situation.
A sudden jerk stop pulled Gohan form his revere. His two favorite little captors opened their respective doors and got out of the vehicle. Saiyen enhanced hearing detected the approach of the second air car along side the one he sat in. Muffled shouts led him to believe they were arguing about something. A rift in the ranks, maybe that could somehow help his cause. He had precious little time to ponder this idea as the door beside him was pulled open. Piguro's door was similarly thrown open and his limp form caught by one of the men in black.
Gohan turned and faced his own 'friend' at the door. This man, he thought the man had been called Gonturran, pulled off his glasses and smiled in an almost fatherly fashion before hauling Gohan out of the car. If that didn't peak the kid's interest, a whispered 'I'm sorry boy.' Certainly did. Perhaps this is why the arguing started? In any case, that wasn't Gohan's biggest concern of the moment. He studied the surroundings he was being carried into as best he could from his upside-down-over-the-shoulder position.
The area looked to be a warehouse. Judging by the cobwebs strung about, an abandoned warehouse. Gonturran and Kable carried them to an elevator of sorts where they were taken down. Down because when the elevator came to a halt the surroundings consisted of the dank, wet, and dark atmosphere of a basement. It was one gigantic square space empty save for two chairs bolted to the floor in the middle of the room. Gohan swallowed hard. He knew whom those chairs were meant for.
Kable swung Piguro into one of the chairs and proceeded to tie him securely to it. As Gonturran sat Gohan in the second chair, Kable walked out of the room and into the elevator where he soon disappeared behind closed doors. Gonturran tied Gohan to the chair as well. He wore a sad face when he looked into Gohan's face. "I'm sorry kid. I tried to convince them to let you go, that you weren't any part of this. They told me that you held the wrong kind of company to be innocent. Sigh. I have a little boy who is about your age. I hope nothing like this ever happens to him."The man shook his head before looking to Gohan again. "Oravis will be coming shortly. It's a good thing your buddy is waking up. Then both of you can face death alive."
With that, Gonturran also walked to the elevator and disappeared behind its sliding doors. Gohan then turned so that he could see his friend, who was tossing his head and groaning something fierce. Piguro opened his eyes delicately at first. He opened them into a world of drums. No wait, those were in his head. The room he appeared to be in was silent. He had a pounding headache, but that was to be expected after being hit by, wait a minute, he was there with Gohan. Where was Gohan!
Looking first to his right, he saw nothing but a cement wall. Once he turned to the left, he found the object of his concern. Gohan gazed at him with a concerned look. His countenance implied that he wanted to speak or move, if he were not tied to the chair and gagged. Other wise, the kid was unharmed. He relaxed against the chair back and realized that he too was bound and gagged. Closing his eyes and shaking his head, cautiously, he wondered as to the trouble he had dragged this poor kid into.
He had no need to wonder long. The light above what appeared to be an elevator at the other end of the room blinked and the doors slid silently open. In stepped three of his worst nightmares. Oravis and his two top ranking men Kable and Gonturran. None looked pleased. "You and you r friend, Piguro, will die for you insolence. It will be a slow and painful death, and my two men here will be witness to it."
With that, the man known as Oravis pulled a small revolver from beneath his long black overcoat. Piguro swallowed hard and hoped for a maricole he knew wouldn't happen.
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"Hey Piccolo!' Krillin Shouted. "Look at this. It looks like someone was shooting at an air car here. And by the way the dirt is displaced that air car went over this ridge."
Piccolo landed silently and nodded in an agreement to the assessment the shorter man had made. Following the trail he floated down to the beach below the cliff. Kneeling down, he laid a hand on the distinctive puckers in the sand made by an air car taking off. Krillin had followed Piccolo down. He saw something in the sand that caught his attention. Gohan's white sash. Frowning, he held it out for Piccolo to inspect. The green man took it form Krillin and looked toward the west.
"He went to the city, Krillin. That is where we are going."
Oh, I think I must love cliffhangers, or I would not keep writing them. No wait, yes I would J The next part should be the last *crosses fingers* but don't hold me to that. Anywho, tell me what you think!