All Is Gone: The Last Minute
Pan raised her arms to the sky. Black clouds rolled in overhead
and purple lightening flickered, eerily shillouetting her figure. The electricity
began to spiral about her body in an ever widening, black circle. Occasionally, a stray bolt would strike the ground, a building, or the several fallen warriors.
Gohan narrowed his eyes and launched an attack. He sent flurry of golden chi blasts towards the expanding black dome, but they were absorbed easily. The wind whipped around, howling and crying out in pain. He panted for a moment then charged it, ramming it with his shoulder. The man cried out in pain as the circle burned his skin, causing an instant, massive, crimson blister, but the sound was lost in the noise. A car was lifted up and smashed into a light post, bending it. "No Pan-chan! You can't do this!" Gohan's mind screamed. He rammed the dome again and again, blood running down his arm, flying off his body, and whizzing into the air. Like a mad man, he was oblivious to the pain and the tears streaming down his cheeks. Oblivious to the fact that only a day ago life had been practically normal. Oblivious to everything except the want, no, the need that he had to get to his little girl and hold her and ask her "why".
Pan watched her father ramming the dome, taking her eyes off her gleaming scythe for a moment. She fought back tears with the prospect of silence and returned her concentration to the task at hand. Silence was so deliciously close that she could feel it, touch it, even taste it. Her lips parted and her voice was a whisper that shook the earth. "Saturn..."
Gohan's eyes widened in fear and panic. His attempts to break through the dome grew more frenzied. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flew from the sky and struck him away. He landed in the rubble, unable to get up. Hs vision blurred and faded at the edges as he watched Saturn lift the scythe so that she was holding it only with her fingers.
"Death..."
The scene faded and Gohan found himself watching a little boy with a tail. He was pounding on an odd, circular, red window and crying hysterically, shouting for his father. The man reached out to comfort him but his hand went right through him...
A green hand was clamped on the little boy's head and suddenly he was hurled through the air...
An gloved arm was bobbing in the green waves...
Electronic pieces of something lay on the ground and blinked green before burning out altogether...
A girl with black hair lay battered in an arena...
Pan... Pan crying... Pan looking determined... Pan with her hands planted on her hips... Pan angry... Pan jumping... Pan sad... Pan frightened... Pan laughing... his little girl laughing....
"REVOLUTION!!!!!"
A shudder rocked the earth, her interior creaking and groaning in pain, and a million voices cried out, then fell silent.
*
Blackness was everywhere. No stars shone out in its smothering curtain. All was gone.... except for a girl dressed in a black gown. Her head was bent and you could barely see anything of her body but her white skin because of the immense darkness, the complete, tangible darkness.
"Daddy..." She whispered in tones of nothing. "This is what I
wanted... but its not the same...forgive me...." A tear fell onto her white hand as she brushed back a strand of hair and her eyes closed...forever.
THE END
...OR IS IT...
A/N: Ah you all know this isn't the end I hope...Please review and tell me how you like it! I really worked very hard on this fic and I want to know how people like it. Course, no one wants to read it...*grumbles* Oh well...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball, Z, or GT. They are copyrights of Funimation, Akira Toriyama, and various other people. I also don't own Sailor Moon S and it belongs to Cloverway, Teukuchi (sp?), etc.
Next Time: *cough* I can't tell you that! It would give it away
Pan raised her arms to the sky. Black clouds rolled in overhead
and purple lightening flickered, eerily shillouetting her figure. The electricity
began to spiral about her body in an ever widening, black circle. Occasionally, a stray bolt would strike the ground, a building, or the several fallen warriors.
Gohan narrowed his eyes and launched an attack. He sent flurry of golden chi blasts towards the expanding black dome, but they were absorbed easily. The wind whipped around, howling and crying out in pain. He panted for a moment then charged it, ramming it with his shoulder. The man cried out in pain as the circle burned his skin, causing an instant, massive, crimson blister, but the sound was lost in the noise. A car was lifted up and smashed into a light post, bending it. "No Pan-chan! You can't do this!" Gohan's mind screamed. He rammed the dome again and again, blood running down his arm, flying off his body, and whizzing into the air. Like a mad man, he was oblivious to the pain and the tears streaming down his cheeks. Oblivious to the fact that only a day ago life had been practically normal. Oblivious to everything except the want, no, the need that he had to get to his little girl and hold her and ask her "why".
Pan watched her father ramming the dome, taking her eyes off her gleaming scythe for a moment. She fought back tears with the prospect of silence and returned her concentration to the task at hand. Silence was so deliciously close that she could feel it, touch it, even taste it. Her lips parted and her voice was a whisper that shook the earth. "Saturn..."
Gohan's eyes widened in fear and panic. His attempts to break through the dome grew more frenzied. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flew from the sky and struck him away. He landed in the rubble, unable to get up. Hs vision blurred and faded at the edges as he watched Saturn lift the scythe so that she was holding it only with her fingers.
"Death..."
The scene faded and Gohan found himself watching a little boy with a tail. He was pounding on an odd, circular, red window and crying hysterically, shouting for his father. The man reached out to comfort him but his hand went right through him...
A green hand was clamped on the little boy's head and suddenly he was hurled through the air...
An gloved arm was bobbing in the green waves...
Electronic pieces of something lay on the ground and blinked green before burning out altogether...
A girl with black hair lay battered in an arena...
Pan... Pan crying... Pan looking determined... Pan with her hands planted on her hips... Pan angry... Pan jumping... Pan sad... Pan frightened... Pan laughing... his little girl laughing....
"REVOLUTION!!!!!"
A shudder rocked the earth, her interior creaking and groaning in pain, and a million voices cried out, then fell silent.
*
Blackness was everywhere. No stars shone out in its smothering curtain. All was gone.... except for a girl dressed in a black gown. Her head was bent and you could barely see anything of her body but her white skin because of the immense darkness, the complete, tangible darkness.
"Daddy..." She whispered in tones of nothing. "This is what I
wanted... but its not the same...forgive me...." A tear fell onto her white hand as she brushed back a strand of hair and her eyes closed...forever.
THE END
...OR IS IT...
A/N: Ah you all know this isn't the end I hope...Please review and tell me how you like it! I really worked very hard on this fic and I want to know how people like it. Course, no one wants to read it...*grumbles* Oh well...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball, Z, or GT. They are copyrights of Funimation, Akira Toriyama, and various other people. I also don't own Sailor Moon S and it belongs to Cloverway, Teukuchi (sp?), etc.
Next Time: *cough* I can't tell you that! It would give it away