Authors Note: I meant for this part to be longer, but a lot of you all ready know what happened with that! Anyhow, not too many changes with this part. Thanks again to Shin and Vegetababe for betaing.
Disclaimer: Is my last name Toriyama? Do I work for Funisuckymation, Viz Comics, or any other sorry American excuse for a DBZ distributor? Apparently not, so please don't sue. I'm in enough debt as it is! This is a work of fanfiction created for fan entertainment.
Warnings: Except for some mentioning and reference to some DBGT events back in Part One, this is very much an A/U fic. Expect some OOC'ness and deliberate exclusion of certain characters. Read at your own discretion and enjoy!
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Generations Come and Gone
Part Two
By Insane Dragon
"Ugh…nanda?" Trunks groaned and mumbled as he stirred from where he lay on the ground. He yelped as something dug into his ribs. "Nani…?" Trunks shifted his weight and saw the cause of his discomfort.
"Trunks…get off…you're crushing me you baka," coughed and grumbled Bra.
"Gomen nasai sis." Trunks lifted the rest of his weight off of his sister. "Are you all right?" He asked with concern as he helped her to her feet.
"Hai. I'm all right Trunks. Just a little banged up---SARADA!" Bra cried frantically clutching Trunks shirt. "Oh no Trunks I dropped Sarada-chan and Gumo-chan! We have to find them! They're just babies- "
~Sarada, oh no!~
"Bra calm down. We'll find Sarada and Gumo don't worry. Besides, they're half Saiya-jin." His words were confident, but inside something in his soul clenched as he recalled his father's last words to him. Take care of your sisters. "I won't fail you." He murmured absently.
"Nani? Fail? Fail whom Trunks? What are you blubbering about we need to find Sarada."
Trunks looked intently at Bra. ~I have to tell her. No point in putting it off~ "Bra, there's something you need to know."
Bra didn't like the sound of her brother's voice, serious and ominous and sad. The expression on his face didn't help either. "W-what's wrong?" She asked, not sure if she really wanted to know. She'd had enough of death and tragedy for one lifetime. After losing her mother and watching Videl become incinerated, Bra wasn't sure if she could take anymore.
"Otossan's dead."
Bra didn't say anything, didn't so much as blink. She stood motionless; her fingers still holding their firm grip on the collar of Trunks tattered shirt.
Trunks swallowed nervously. He didn't know what to think of Bra's silence. He'd at least expected her to go into hysterics. Was the shock that great? Trunks carefully reached out a hand to smooth back a lock of his sister's blue hair. ~So much like moms~ he thought.
"Bra…?" When she didn't respond he continued to soothingly stroke her back and shoulders. This is definitely not good. "Bra---"
"O- otossan's…dead?" Bra finally spoke, a breath of a whisper.
"Hai."
Bra bit her lip in attempt to hold back the sobs that threatened to over take her. Her Otossan was dead. It couldn't be. Not her 'Tossan. He was indestructible.
"H-how Trunks?" She asked with a strangled cry. "Tell me how."
"He…he sacrificed himself Bra." Trunks said in that soft gentle voice of his.
"Papa…" she whispered tremulously, looking into Trunks eyes. "PAPA! IIE! IIE!" Bra screamed and sobbed clinging more tightly to Trunks. "Iie! It's not fair. It's not fair…" she cried burying her head against his chest. "It's not fair…"
Trunks held his sister in a tight embrace, stroking her back; they stood that way for a long moment. It was just them now and baby Sarada.
The last of the royal line of Vegeta.
"It's ok," Trunks sobbed against her shoulder. "It's ok 'Neechan. I'll take care of you. I' will protect you and Sarada. I promised Papa."
Lost in their grief, neither Trunks nor Bra noticed Gohan watching them sadly as he grieved the loss of his own family alone.
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The little boy sniffled and rubbed at his eyes. He was scared and alone. He didn't like being alone. He wanted his 'Basan and 'Niichan.
Gumo stood up on wobbly legs and looked around. There were a lot of things on the ground. They made him trip when he walked.
He wanted to cry again. There wasn't anyone around. Gumo sniffled again, his bottom lip trembling.
"WAAAAAAA!"
What was that? It sounded like crying. Gumo stood quietly, listening for the crying. "WAAAAAA!" It sounded close. Gumo's face brightened. Could it be? Was it the baby that the strange blue haired girl was holding when they were hiding from the big monster?
Gumo moved as fast as his pudgy legs could carry him through the rubble in search of the wailing noise.
He climbed over what seemed like huge mountains and valleys to his short perception. He could here the crying but couldn't see who or what with all the dust and rocks. After a long time of searching with out much success, Gumo sat down dejectedly. He could still hear the crying. His bottom lip trembled again. He felt sad for the person/thing crying and he felt sad because he didn't want to be alone.
Gumo curled himself into a little ball, hugging his little knees against his chest. He sobbed and sniffled. Hot tears running down his all ready puffy cheeks. "I want 'Basan." He hiccupped in his soft baby voice and fell asleep.
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"Gohan-san!" said Trunks as he noticed him over Bra's shoulder. "Are you all right?"
Gohan sat on the ground. His badly fractured leg lay stretched out in front of him. His good leg was raised, bent at the knee. He rested his forehead against it.
"G-Gohan-san?" Trunks asked tentatively.
Gohan finally looked up. His face was flushed beneath the dirt and grime and the blood. But what impressed Trunks was the look of complete anguish and utter hopelessness on Gohan's features. Even his posture seemed defeated as his shoulders were slumped and his arms lay limp on his sides.
"They're gone." Gohan said softly. "Goten, Pan, V-Videl…they're all dead. I have no one now---"
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!"
"B-Bra!" Sputtered Trunks in complete shock and surprise.
"Iie! I can't believe what I'm hearing. I can't believe the words that are coming out of your mouth." Bra spat as she stalked over to where Gohan sat on the ground. "I can't believe that you, Son Gohan, are wallowing in self pity."
"Bra, maybe it's best if we--"
"No Trunks." She turned to look at her brother. "He needs to snap out of this stupor now. We have lost many loved ones today." She turned to look back at Gohan. "But not all." She turned her attention back to Gohan. "Sarada and Gumo are still alive." Bra grabbed what was left of Gohan's tattered collar and shook him violently as she continued to berate him through clenched teeth.
"Your ototosan is out there amongst what's left of Dende forsaken Nihon and he's needing you right now Gohan. So don't give me this shit about you not having anybody. Do you hear me?"
"H-Hai." Was all he was able to choke out before the dam of tears broke and he buried his face against her shoulder.
Bra gasped in surprise, but allowed him the solace he sought and needed against her. She looked to see Trunks step up beside them. He gave her a wan smile as he placed a sympathetic hand on Gohan's shoulder.
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Gumo sucked his little thumb as he slept. More out of hunger than comfort really. He also whimpered and shivered. Not so much from cold, but from fear, as he dreamed of fire breathing monsters and crying babies.
He was in his 'Basan's arms. She clutched him tightly to her as she ran and ran. Over her shoulder he could see the blue haired girl with the baby. She ran too. The monster was so close. Gumo looked up at in fear and fascination and looked right into its red and angry eyes and he shivered, burying his head against his 'Basan's shoulder.
All of sudden he was being shoved into someone else's arm, the blue haired girl. He didn't want to be with her! He wanted his 'Basan. Gumo started crying. He cried harder when the girl tried to shush him. And then he was falling…
THUMP
Gumo groaned, his eyes fluttering open. He had fallen. He had rolled over the edge of the debris pile he had been sleeping on. This was more than any three year old should endure. Once again his bottom lip trembled and then he saw her.
Gumo blinked, once, twice. Was it real? Could it be? The shade of yellow looked familiar and he thought…he thought he could hear steady breathing. With a small sound of surprise he quickly scurried to his hands and knees and crawled over to the hidden alcove just below the pile he'd been laying on.
As Gumo scooted closer the yellow material became more and more visible and the breathing more clearer.
It WAS the baby! The baby that the blue haired girl, Bra, he thought he remembered his Okassan say, had been holding.
"Baby!" He squealed happily. He'd found the baby! He wasn't alone anymore! And neither was the baby.
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"There, that should do it." Said Trunks tying the last knot to Gohan's makeshift splint. "I can help you--"
"Iie…uh… domo arigato…Trunks." Gohan interjected. "I think I can manage for the moment. I can hover above ground at least." He smiled wanly.
"Hai," nodded Trunks in understanding. "Bra, are you ready?" He turned and called to his sister.
Bra stood a few feet away, lost in thought it seemed. Probably still processing the events of the past few days, he wondered watching his sister thoughtfully. He shook his head in disbelief, still unable to take in the realization himself that the loss and destruction that plagued his family and half of Nihon had happened in five days.
The creature had come out of nowhere really. Mariners fishing in the Inland Sea further south on the eastern side of the main island were the first to spot the monster. They watched in awe and terror as the creature emerged from the water not far from the coast of Hiroshima, it's first stomping ground.
The monster, whom the natives had dubbed 'Godzilla' because of it's reptilian features and immense size, quickly set about wreaking havoc and destruction on the southern part of Honshu, making it's way north. Military forces had little success in containing the creature. Adding to the problem was the inability for citizens in the northern regions to be warned in time to evacuate, many lines of communication having been destroyed by the creature.
Though very powerful in strength, it possessed no ki. By the time the remaining Z Senshi still residing in Nihon had gotten wind of 'Godzilla's, presence, half of the main island lay in burned ruins.
It puzzled the Vegeta and the other Saiya-jin warriors greatly. A monster with no ki, only mere brute strength that was virtually unstoppable, it was almost mocking really. Sloth like in movement, but deadly nonetheless, it's fire-breathing ability it's most powerful weapon.
Where it had come from and why was a mystery. Was it a result of evolution? Was it alien? It was too soon to guess and until rebuilding began, the answers would have to wait.
For now, at least, the threat was over.
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"Hey!" Giggled Gumo in his baby voice as Sarada grabbed at one of the shiny buckles of his red overalls and pulled. "You're strong!" He told her. Sarada replied with a mostly gummy smile, two small teeth poked from her bottom jaw.
Though hungry and in need of a diaper change, baby Sarada seemed to forget her discomfort now that she was no longer alone. Gumo didn't seem to mind either.
Sarada pulled and tugged Gumo's jumpsuit strap for a little longer before losing interest as a hunger pangs set in again. Her little faced wrinkled up, as she was about to wail her frustration. Gumo looked on worriedly. He could tell the baby was about to cry and didn't want her to, partly because it made him sad and partly because it hurt his ears.
Gumo's eyes widened in panic as Sarada opened her mouth; however, before she made any noise he stuck a finger in her mouth and instinctively Sarada began to suck on it. Gumo smiled in relief and sat back comfortably again and just watched her as she sucked on his little finger.
He yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes with his free hand. He was sleepy again. He watched Sarada a little longer before he finally dozed off beside her, his little finger still in her mouth. Neither child stirred as the woman approached the two sleeping figures and snatched Sarada up into her arms.
End Part Two
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End Notes: Not too many changes in this one, but I'm a stickler when it comes to proof reading. I didn't mean for this to be a Godzilla/DBZ crossover necessarily, but I'll put a disclaimer about that at the end of the following chapters.
Questions/Comments (No flames please) to insane_dragon00@hotmail.com
Please R/R ^_^
Second Disclaimer: I do not own or create the name Godzilla. Someone else does. Please don't sue!
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Japanese Terms Taken from Barron's: Japanese At A Glance, 3rd ed., 1998 and Nihongo: Japanese Language http://www.trussel.com/f_nih.htm
Okassan (Okassan): Mother
Otossan ('Tossan): Father
Oniichan ('Niichan): Brother
Oneechan ('Neechan): Sister
Obassan ('Basan):
Ototo san: Younger Brother
Imoto: Younger Sister (your own)
Hai: Yes
Iie: No
Nihon: Japan
Honshu: Main Island of Japanese Archipelago
Hiroshima: City in Japan (read up on WWII ^.^)
Arigato (Domo): Thank you (very much)
Gomen nasai: I'm very sorry
Nanda: What?
Shimata: Darn, damn
Kuso: Shit; bullshit
Baka: Idiot