TITLE: Chapter Nine - The Beginning of the End
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last Time on First Attack:
Was there a way of killing these things? How could you kill something that was already dead? She shook the question from her mind and concentrated on the fight. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a yellowish flash. Turning quickly, her voice stuck in her throat. Finally, she managed a warning shout.
"Trunks! Watch out!"
*****
Trunks looked up at the sound of Pan's voice and narrowed his eyes in horror. A dangerously large ki ball was headed straight for him. Pan was too shocked to move as was Trunks. They both could do nothing more than stare. It was almost as if they were being held to the ground by an unseen force.
Trunks figured that he was doomed until someone smacked into him, forcing him down and away from the blast. He could only look in shock as he saw the blast skim mere inches over his saviour's body.
Goten got up quickly and dusted himself off. "Heh, you owe me one buddy."
Trunks could only smile weakly up at his friend. Taking Goten's lead, he got up and got into a fighting stance. To his shock, there was no one around other than the three of them. Not a single soul could be seen or felt. The three friends pulled tighter together again, muscles tensed, as they made their way back to the hotel in silence.
*****
Trunks woke up to total darkness. He felt as if his arms and legs were being bound down. He slowly opened his eyes. Nothing but hot fire met his gaze.
No, please no. He closed his eyes again, hoping everything would go away, but knowing it wouldn't. Blinding pain rushed to his head and he was forced to open his eyes again. He was immediately met with his father's face. Prince Vegeta. Not the familiar scowl or smirk, but a grimace of pain written all over his face. Blood rushed out from all over his body as the fires of hell continued to burn up towards him. A maddening yell of immense pain and fury ripped through the air.
Trunks wasn't sure anymore if he had yelled or if his father had yelled. No. More faces. He didn't need this...didn't want this! Why was the burden of an entire race on his shoulders? Why? It wasn't fair.
"NOOOO! Why me?!" This time he was sure that it was his voice.
Many voices began to echo off the blackness that surrounded him, that held him down as a prisoner of their very depths.
"You are the Prince..."
"....up to you to bring release..."
"...someone must pay..."
"...seek Kami-sama..."
"...seek Kami-sama..."
His eyes snapped open. Another dream. No. Hadn't they finally left him alone? Why did they have to come now? He brought his hand up to his face and ran it through his hair, trying to get a light breeze to run through it. He could not deny it anymore. They were more than just dreams. They were cries for help from his people and he would not let his father or his people suffer anymore. He had to do something.
As his mind began to drift back into the realm of sleep, he pondered a question. How was he supposed to find Kami-sama?
*****
Everyone ate breakfast in silence, the three warriors not really wanting to discuss the fight and Marron not wanting to discuss her run-in with those men. Their eyes remained locked on their own plates of food as the tension continued to grow. Everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Goten stood up and pushed away from the table. "Well, I'm full. Um, I have something to do. I'll see you guys later okay?" He quickly left before anyone could even start a sentence.
Marron merely looked up, face set in a smile. As much as she hoped that she looked happy, she didn't. Her eyes said it all. Something was bothering her but she wasn't about to tell anyone.
Pan looked over at Trunks. He too looked out of it. His mind seemed to be elsewhere. What was up with the boys? She couldn't figure it out. Perhaps he was still thinking about last nights fight. She had to admit that it was a bit nerve wracking to know that someone out there was possibly trying to kill you.
*****
Trunks sat alone in the lounge of the hotel. He needed time to think. His head was still clogged with the previous nights dream. Why now? Would he never be happy? Was this a curse or something? Depressed and unsure what to do, he placed his head in his hands.
A small hand touched his shoulder and he couldn't help but smile. It could be no other than Pan. As he looked up, he reailzed he was right.
"Hey Trunks. What's the matter?"
He shook his head indicating nothing and shifted over a bit to let her sit beside him. As she sat down, he wrapped his arms her, wanting to make himself understand that everything would be alright.
She hugged him back, trying to lesson the pain of whatever it was that was on his mind. "Are you sure?"
He sighed. "Yeah. I'm fine." He didn't want to burden her with his problems.
They ended their hug with a little kiss. They sat there like that the entire night, no more words exchanged.
Pan understood that Trunks needed to think about something, so she just sat there, letting him know that she would be there for him if he needed her support.
*****
Marron walked along the busy marketplace. She made sure not to enter any little alleyways again. Trunks was off somewhere and so was Pan. As for Goten, well, he was another story. She still loved him, but she wasn't sure if he loved her anymore. It just seemed as if he was always somewhere else, doing something else. Perhaps he didn't love her. Perhaps he had found someone new. Tears began to well up in the corner of her eyes. She didn't want to doubt him, but she couldn't help it. Maybe she felt so insecure because he was the first and possibly last guy that she would loved.
She stopped suddenly, as she saw Goten talking to a girl. He was smiling that unbelievably cute smile of his and he seemed very nervous. An old lady cursed her as the old lady walked right into her. She distractedly apologized while hurrying to hide as best as she could. She didn't like spying but she wanted to know what was going on. It seemed their conversation was just finishing as she got there.
"So do you think I'm making the right choice?" Goten looked more nervous than she had ever seen him.
"Yeah. Definitely. She'll be shocked, that's for sure."
"Yeah. She sure well. But, don't let her know yet okay? I want to tell her myself."
Marron left, not wanting to hear the rest. So he had found someone new and was now going to leave her. She tried to tell herself that he wasn't worth her tears, but it didn't work as they cascaded down her cheeks in a torrent of pain.
She didn't stop when people stared at her in shock. She didn't stop when she almost ran over a little child. She didn't stop for anything. She just wanted to die.
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last Time on First Attack:
Was there a way of killing these things? How could you kill something that was already dead? She shook the question from her mind and concentrated on the fight. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a yellowish flash. Turning quickly, her voice stuck in her throat. Finally, she managed a warning shout.
"Trunks! Watch out!"
*****
Trunks looked up at the sound of Pan's voice and narrowed his eyes in horror. A dangerously large ki ball was headed straight for him. Pan was too shocked to move as was Trunks. They both could do nothing more than stare. It was almost as if they were being held to the ground by an unseen force.
Trunks figured that he was doomed until someone smacked into him, forcing him down and away from the blast. He could only look in shock as he saw the blast skim mere inches over his saviour's body.
Goten got up quickly and dusted himself off. "Heh, you owe me one buddy."
Trunks could only smile weakly up at his friend. Taking Goten's lead, he got up and got into a fighting stance. To his shock, there was no one around other than the three of them. Not a single soul could be seen or felt. The three friends pulled tighter together again, muscles tensed, as they made their way back to the hotel in silence.
*****
Trunks woke up to total darkness. He felt as if his arms and legs were being bound down. He slowly opened his eyes. Nothing but hot fire met his gaze.
No, please no. He closed his eyes again, hoping everything would go away, but knowing it wouldn't. Blinding pain rushed to his head and he was forced to open his eyes again. He was immediately met with his father's face. Prince Vegeta. Not the familiar scowl or smirk, but a grimace of pain written all over his face. Blood rushed out from all over his body as the fires of hell continued to burn up towards him. A maddening yell of immense pain and fury ripped through the air.
Trunks wasn't sure anymore if he had yelled or if his father had yelled. No. More faces. He didn't need this...didn't want this! Why was the burden of an entire race on his shoulders? Why? It wasn't fair.
"NOOOO! Why me?!" This time he was sure that it was his voice.
Many voices began to echo off the blackness that surrounded him, that held him down as a prisoner of their very depths.
"You are the Prince..."
"....up to you to bring release..."
"...someone must pay..."
"...seek Kami-sama..."
"...seek Kami-sama..."
His eyes snapped open. Another dream. No. Hadn't they finally left him alone? Why did they have to come now? He brought his hand up to his face and ran it through his hair, trying to get a light breeze to run through it. He could not deny it anymore. They were more than just dreams. They were cries for help from his people and he would not let his father or his people suffer anymore. He had to do something.
As his mind began to drift back into the realm of sleep, he pondered a question. How was he supposed to find Kami-sama?
*****
Everyone ate breakfast in silence, the three warriors not really wanting to discuss the fight and Marron not wanting to discuss her run-in with those men. Their eyes remained locked on their own plates of food as the tension continued to grow. Everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Goten stood up and pushed away from the table. "Well, I'm full. Um, I have something to do. I'll see you guys later okay?" He quickly left before anyone could even start a sentence.
Marron merely looked up, face set in a smile. As much as she hoped that she looked happy, she didn't. Her eyes said it all. Something was bothering her but she wasn't about to tell anyone.
Pan looked over at Trunks. He too looked out of it. His mind seemed to be elsewhere. What was up with the boys? She couldn't figure it out. Perhaps he was still thinking about last nights fight. She had to admit that it was a bit nerve wracking to know that someone out there was possibly trying to kill you.
*****
Trunks sat alone in the lounge of the hotel. He needed time to think. His head was still clogged with the previous nights dream. Why now? Would he never be happy? Was this a curse or something? Depressed and unsure what to do, he placed his head in his hands.
A small hand touched his shoulder and he couldn't help but smile. It could be no other than Pan. As he looked up, he reailzed he was right.
"Hey Trunks. What's the matter?"
He shook his head indicating nothing and shifted over a bit to let her sit beside him. As she sat down, he wrapped his arms her, wanting to make himself understand that everything would be alright.
She hugged him back, trying to lesson the pain of whatever it was that was on his mind. "Are you sure?"
He sighed. "Yeah. I'm fine." He didn't want to burden her with his problems.
They ended their hug with a little kiss. They sat there like that the entire night, no more words exchanged.
Pan understood that Trunks needed to think about something, so she just sat there, letting him know that she would be there for him if he needed her support.
*****
Marron walked along the busy marketplace. She made sure not to enter any little alleyways again. Trunks was off somewhere and so was Pan. As for Goten, well, he was another story. She still loved him, but she wasn't sure if he loved her anymore. It just seemed as if he was always somewhere else, doing something else. Perhaps he didn't love her. Perhaps he had found someone new. Tears began to well up in the corner of her eyes. She didn't want to doubt him, but she couldn't help it. Maybe she felt so insecure because he was the first and possibly last guy that she would loved.
She stopped suddenly, as she saw Goten talking to a girl. He was smiling that unbelievably cute smile of his and he seemed very nervous. An old lady cursed her as the old lady walked right into her. She distractedly apologized while hurrying to hide as best as she could. She didn't like spying but she wanted to know what was going on. It seemed their conversation was just finishing as she got there.
"So do you think I'm making the right choice?" Goten looked more nervous than she had ever seen him.
"Yeah. Definitely. She'll be shocked, that's for sure."
"Yeah. She sure well. But, don't let her know yet okay? I want to tell her myself."
Marron left, not wanting to hear the rest. So he had found someone new and was now going to leave her. She tried to tell herself that he wasn't worth her tears, but it didn't work as they cascaded down her cheeks in a torrent of pain.
She didn't stop when people stared at her in shock. She didn't stop when she almost ran over a little child. She didn't stop for anything. She just wanted to die.