Torn: Part One
Blank now
When thinking back
Nothing comes to mind
What were the things
That used to be
If only I could tell
My eyes opened, opened to a small, luminous enclosure. The old man I saw first. My creator,
yes, as it explained to me, my programming. Blank, my memories were, unable to visualize what
had been cut-- blocked. I stepped out-- on my face, a simple scowl-- stepped out onto the
cyan-colored surface, exiting my hellish container.
A smile pervaded upon the doctor's lips, evil, no doubt, and yet a smile all the same. "Irasshai,
Jinzouningen Juukyu-gou. You have proved to be successful!" exclaimed he. "You know then of
what you are programmed for, am I not correct?"
"Hai. Very well do I know. Very well, Doctor," I answered, lifting, clenching, stretching my
unused limbs as if they were paining me so.
"Come, we must awaken the others, Juukyu-gou." Insanity, I had come to believe, had infested
the irritating elder, as the straining symptoms shone as clearly as the deep ocean waters in his
devil-like eyes. I followed, not wanting to, but felt should, let the distrust envelop me in its
flames. In front of two other mechanical supports did he stop and greedily pressed a button on
one, allowing his brittle fingers to crack-- the sound sent strange chills down my spine. Rose, the
door did, revealing another like me... and yet different, something deep down rasped, leaving
confusion to me.
The female's eyes, as blue as the clear seas, opened; a twinge of uneasiness I felt, watching her.
On her feet, two chestnut boots were worn, loosened slightly above the ankles. Black, black as
night was her pants, overlapped by a skirt measured just above her knees, made up of a blue-jean
material. Her shirt, sleeveless as well as black, was hidden by a denim jacket. Covering her long
arms was unlike that of the fabric she wore: white as snow, encircled with stripes, thin and black.
Her hair was the sweet, fresh color of sunflowers in the summer; down it fell, falling above her
shoulders, precisely cut. Trailing, her eyes fell upon the doctor, then me. Wickedly, the creature
smiled, smiled and strode out of her entrapment.
The doctor-- beaming as always-- bellowed as he had done so to me, "Irasshai, Jinzouningen
Juuhachi-gou. You have also proved to be successful!"
Juuhachi-gou, as he called her, observed him, generally amused. Falling, her eyes did, studying
me swiftly-- with great caution, I could guess. Deep down, my programming explained, although
quite roughly, the jinzouningen itself, as did it the other yet to be awakened.
Gero (it is rather complicated, I decided, to call him such a title as 'Doctor', when in reality, no
man, doctor, even, would allow his insanity, his vengefulness, control him as he did) immediately
clicked the microscopic button on the remaining container, allowing the mechanical opening to
rise. Finally, the remaining jinzouningen was revealed, whilst I felt yet another twinge of
uneasiness, sending confusion throughout my body.
Exposed now to the dry air, the jinzouningen's eyes flashed, showing off the same emotionless
shade of blue as Juuhachi-gou's. Deep blue shoes, he wore, the snowy bows tied expertly, folding,
flailing, on either side. The socks-- a sickly bright lime green-- were folded down slightly, trailing
barely above the ankles. His jeans, torn, ripped, and slashed as well as faded, clung to his waist
generously, encircled with a reddish-brown belt. Over his upper torso, he bared a plain shirt,
black as the night on the darkest of days, short-sleeved, with an albino white cloth passing under
it to conceal his naked arms. A lively orange-colored bandana reclined loosely around his firm
neck, ends hanging lazily behind him. The shape of his face, the contour of his eyes, resembled
Juuhachi-gou's own, but gleamed, smirking with great vanity. Black, his hair was, falling lightly
above his shoulders, parted neatly, but not accurately, down the middle, allowing strands to
delicately land over his face. Snidely, he sneered and swaggered out, eyes locked onto both
Juuhachi-gou and myself.
"Juunana-gou! You are successful as well!" cried Gero, yet ignorance was all that came from the
jinzouningen as he swiftly made his way to Juuhachi-gou. An arm, he wrapped around her slender
figure with perplex slyness, leaving a grimace on the female jinzouningen's face.
"Nanda? Bakayarou!! Get off, Juunana-gou!" snipped Juuhachi-gou, eyes blazing. Struggling,
she did, to free herself from his greedy grasp.
"Come now, Baby...," he cooed sexily, rubbing, ruffling, her hair. "Don't you wish to stay with
me? Why hang around an old coot?" The female jinzouningen, with unnatural quickness, slapped
the cheek of Juunana-gou.
The rage billowed up within me, not knowing where it came from, and I exploded. "Baka na!
Search your program! You shall read of your relation to Juuhachi-gou! Damn pervert!"
Juunana-gou's eyes-- no longer interested in Juuhachi-gou, might I add-- trailed my figure briefly,
then, with an unnoticeable glint hidden in his eyes, instantly appeared before me. "Ooh....
Feisty!" he growled lowly, a smirk appearing on his face. "I like them that way...."
An anger not my own, something added, something... artificial, as they put it, took over my mind.
My hand moved without my intention and swiftly caught wind of Junana-gou's cheek with a
sickening thwack, leaving both jinzouningen stupefied.
"Calm, calm, creations of mine!" the old man ushered, fearful of a quarrel, of losing his 'guinea
pigs', rasing his hands, bringing with them a miniature device containing a single red (blood red)
button.
Filled with the intense rage himself, Juunana-gou swung back from the slap, thrusting, daring, his
face towards my own, eyes blazing. "Do you wish to start something, Juukyu-gou?!" he raged,
fists turning a ghostly white, temples throbbing.
Strangely enough, I felt a grin fall upon my face and, placing a hand sternly on my hip, pushed
back my annoying bangs. "Baka. Ask Gero for yourself. Inquire him as to who is stronger!
Then, question him on your own intelligence."
The jinzouningen's face faltered as he glanced at the 'doctor', who was-- stunned at my actions as
his face clearly shown, yet... as was I-- nodding in agreement. "Na-Nani?" The sureness lifted off
him, leaving only a dumbfounded expression as he slid up to a hunched standing position, eyes
twitching rapidly as he stared at me. Strange, I thought, how stupid one can be....
Juuhachi-gou smirked snidely, finger stretched to point comically at her twin. Laughed, she did.
"Baka mitai!" Yellow hair fell in long strands over her giggling eyes, tears wanting to escape
from their ducts, but could not-- she was no longer human. She was a jinzouningen. An artificial
human. Like myself... (Pity, I did, for I do not remember this small emotion, crying, nor many
others, except anger.... Always the anger....)
"Damare!" snarled her counterpart, eyes furiously burning with rage-- rage in which we would all
feel... too soon, I realized. Poutingly, he crossed both arms and side-glanced toward the far wall.
This, I had believed, was quite amusing, but along with so many others, I no longer felt the
emotion to laugh-- just the intention.
Gero, catching our attention, cleared his throat instantaneously. With the knowledge of our
knowing, he weakly folded his arms behind his back and began. "Ima, my jinzouningen, now that
you are awakened, you shall set out to fulfill my sweet revenge. You are to assassinate-- to kill--
Son Gokuu, as well as anyone who steps into your path. It is up to you, Juukyu-gou,
Juuhachi-gou, and Juunana-gou! Set out and do my bidding!"
A grin appeared upon Juuhachi-gou's lips, and she cackled. "Doush'te? Why the hell would we
listen to an old geezer like yourself, 'Doctor'? I do not want to kill a specific ningen.... I want
them all to die! Shine!" Narrowing, her eyes did, as she slid her hair behind her ear with a slender
finger. "I cannot stand seeing humans.... They disgust me so-- what with their emotions and lives
that I-- we-- shall never have.... So I shall kill every single one of them...."
"NANDA?!" bellowed Gero, preparing to push the switch in his hands; yet he, even with his own
thumb set beforehand on it, was too slow, for Juunana-gou had already fired an energy blast,
flowing briskly from his index digit, piercing the poor 'doctor' through the head. He choked,
coughed up blood-- red crimson blood that had flowed through his veins for many years-- and
collapsed, the liquid already forming a dark pool around him.
"Juunana-gou! Doush'te? Why?" I inquired, although the answer laid deep in my thoughts, for it
had been something that my own functioning mind had longed to do.
Turning, he did, facing me as well as Juuhachi-gou. "Dammit.... You know why, kono yarou. I
do not need a ningen to control an action that I can choose on my own.... Gomen, 'Neechan'.
You may have wanted to do away with him." Sighing heavily, he kicked the switch box Gero had
been holding. It skidded into the wall-- clanging loudly when doing so. "Wonder what he was
going to use that for.... Aww, to hell with it...."
"You're damn right that I wanted to take care of him, 'Niichan'!" she hollered, glancing quickly at
me-- almost as if in ridicule-- then stomped her foot, cracking the ground deeply. "All human
beings must die! Are you with me, minna?" Her eyes, burning like the great fires of hell, studied
my actions carefully-- almost as if I were to act wrongly, supposed I.
"Hai. You are right, Juuhachi-gou," Juunana-gou agreed hastily, striding towards the exit while
signaling both of us to follow.
"And you, Juukyu-gou?" The female jinzouningen stared at me, eyes burning deep holes into a
soul that was not truly there, waiting impatiently.
No emotion. No sign of difficulty. Nothing. "Hai, Juuhachi-gou. Ikuzo...." My voice trailed off
as I strode past her, unwavering, with some chestnut strands of hair flowing behind me.
Juuhachi-gou stood there for a moment, perhaps pondering, considering, then shrugging the
thought aside before proceeding to the door and disclosing herself to both Juunana-gou and I.
"Oi, minna! Where do we start from here?" she questioned, shifting her strands of uncontrollable
golden hair out of her eyes yet again, preparing to fly up with us.
Juunana-gou, from his place in the air, laughed mockingly. "You do not have a plan as to what
you want to do? You, who's only desire is to kill all humans, do not know how or where to start?
Bakamono! We shall just fly until a city filled with humans is found! Ne, Juukyu-gou?"
Something dug at my thoughts, as though it were wrong to kill something with better 'perks' than
myself.... I shook my head in confusion, scattering my brown hair over my face. "Hai,
Juunana-gou. I believe that there is an island not far from here containing a city teeming with
humans. Perhaps we'd best go there whilst not search forever...."
Juuhachi-gou, who had finally appeared before us, raised a supple hand towards the aperture in
the mountainside, cackling hideously. "Come now, fellow jinzouningen! Must we leave this place
unattended to?" Glowed, her hand did, glowed a neon shade of pink, gathering some precious
energy into her palm-- she was preparing to fire at will towards the abandoned laboratory.
"Hai!" Juunana-gou agreed enthusiastically, also assembling energy, abundant energy. "A farewell
we shall give this hell-hold! Join us, Juukyu-gou!"
Knowing that regretfulness shall nag myself in the near future, wherever, whenever, that may be, I
still lifted, shakily at first, my own hand, extending the fingers out towards the hole while
collecting a measurable amount of energy, still weary of my decision. Feeling the sudden urge, I--
along with the other two-- began to chuckle menacingly, the deadly beams firing steadily from our
fingers, destroying the hidden laboratory on impact with a monestrous ka-blash!!
"Ima, let us go find this 'city teeming with humans' of yours, Juukyu-gou!" stated Juuhachi-gou,
zipping off with great speed, puncturing clouds too fast to be noticed.
Snickering, Juunana-gou bolted after her. "Last one there must choose where we house for the
time!" he called, disappearing just as quickly.
For a short moment, I hovered there, mind spinning. I knew that thought was quite unnecessary--
and yet the inquisitions flew throughout my body, tempting to be answered. Sneering, I thrust
them aside-- knowing that they would only form a great weakness-- and flew ahead, hair twirling,
swishing, in my face, clothing rustling loosely as the air hit them, leaving the place of my creation.
Deep down, I new that even though we jinzouningen were possibly built to be everlasting, defeat
and death were truly inevitable.
~*~
AN: Gomen nasai, Minna!I am sorry for the confusion! This is written different form the
prologue because of a certain reason. A jinzouningen sees the world differently than a normal
ningen. That's the reason why this is written in more of a Poe-like style. But watch out, cause
almost all of my chaps. will look like this! Just be glad that I am not using 'hard' words! Anyway,
if there is a word or two you don't know, just ask!(Japanese words, of course!) Also, if you are
wondering why I named the other jinzouningen 'Juukyu-gou', well that's because this is in the
MIRAI Trunks time-line, and we don't know if he even MADE the Juukyu-gou that was seen in
the other time-line(You know, the one where Gokuu lives?) Ano.... Arigatou and ja ne!-
~Angel-Chan~(Finally updated slightly!)
