Party at Capsule Corp
Chapter 2: Red Eyes and Whispers...and Something Else
Goku, Vegeta, Kuririn and Gohan, with Trunks and Goten behind them, marched upstairs to see what exactly was going on. Although they weren't halfway up the staircase, they could smell the fumes that so resembled rotten eggs. The air was hazy, too. They all tried to feel for some kind of ki, but didn't feel anything.
When they reached Bra's room, with the door that Pan had blasted to escape, they noticed strange noises were coming from it.
"What is that noise?" wondered Gohan. "I've never heard it before."
Without making any noise, the six looked inside.
They weren't prepared to see what they saw.
"What happened?" asked Bulma, holding her daughter as tight as she could.
"W-well," hiccupped Bra. "P-pan brought t-this game with her and we started playing."
Bulma nodded. "What game did you girls play?"
"W-we played with the O-ouija board," shuddered Pan.
"We asked a lot of questions, then we thought it'd be fun and scary if..." Marron trailed off, giving a sideways glance at the other two.
"If?" urged #18.
"If...there was a ghost in the room."
The grown-ups didn't look too surprised.
"Then..." continued Bra. "Then it said a ghost named Tylia was in the room."
Pan nodded. "It said Tylia wasn't a kind ghost."
"It said it wanted to hurt us," whispered Marron.
"It said 'you are all doomed,'" said Pan.
"Then..." Bra muttered. She looked into her chocolate cup. "We all jumped on the bed...we were so scared. The indicator started moving on its own."
"Then we..." sobbed Marron. "Then we saw the white thing and it said that we were all doomed, Mama!" She buried her face in #18's chest. "It was going to hurt us! The door wouldn't open! Pan had to blast it down!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" yelled Trunks and Goten together.
The white, wispy figure the girls had seen had apparently taken a more solid form. A black cloaked figure was sitting in a grand chair that clearly did not come from Capsule Corp. It was chuckling in a deep, dark voice...like a madman. Then the figure turned its head towards the group. Blood red eyes flashed.
"Welcome...welcome to my humble abode."
Vegeta was angry. "Who the hell are you, and why are you here?"
The black figure narrowed its eyes.
"I have many names," it mused, crossing his legs relaxedly. "Lucifer, Beezlebub, Satan, Demon, Devil...take your pick."
"We're not here to play stupid games with you," gritted Gohan.
"Why," the devil said, as if insulted. "I was invited here. By your daughters."
"The girls don't dabble in that kind of stuff!" yelled Kuririn.
"Then why were they asking if there was a ghost in the room?"
"Demons aren't ghosts!" replied Gohan angrily.
Goku didn't say a word. He thought he had seen this guy somewhere before. He thought in silence.
"So you say," replied the demon, leaning back again. "But apparently, your daughters summoned Tylia...one of my trusted associates."
"Even if," Gohan answered. "Even if the girls did somehow summon this, 'Tylia,' they didn't do it intentionally." He saw that the figure was about to interrupt. "THEREFORE," he continued, "You have no right in being here."
"You think they didn't summon Tylia intentionally?" laughed the evil one.
"I wonder what's going on upstairs," mused Chi-chi, pacing. "They've been there a long time."
Bulma had pulled out the sofa bed and had laid the tired girls on it, where they were sleeping fitfully.
"I wonder too..." said Videl, wringing her hands. "Think we should go up there?"
Bulma shook her head. "We'd probably just get in the way. Let's just wait down here."
The four women sat down at the now abandoned poker table in silence. They waited for some kind of sound, but heard nothing.
"They summoned my minion. Therefore I have the right in being here."
Gohan couldn't believe it. This thing wasn't making any sense to him. The girls can't have summoned a demon...the only reason they'd want to summon one was so that they could ask for favors. Didn't they also have to draw a pentagram? They only had a Ouija board and nothing else.
"The girls didn't summon you," Gohan said slowly. "You came here on your own..."
"What?" Lucifer guffawed. "Why would I come here if I wasn't invited? I'm not so rude, you know. But you might want to teach your daughter some lesson in manners...she didn't even say hello to me before she broke down the door."
"No," Gohan said, going on. "A demon can't come into the mortal world without being summoned. The girls asked if there was a ghost in the room. That wasn't summoning. You're here for some other reason. This 'Tylia' doesn't exist at all."
"Then who was moving the Ouija board?" he challenged. "It was me, of course. You say they didn't ask for favors; but then why did they ask me to tell who liked them and such?"
"Ah-ha!" Trunks yelled. "You just made a mistake!"
The demon chuckled. "Mistake? I don't make mistakes."
"You just did!" Trunks shouted. "You said you came AFTER the girls asked if there was a ghost in the room. But," he thought madly. The names! The names that he and Goten had heard! "The girls asked who liked them before that! We heard them shrieking out our names!"
The demon looked confused. "W-well," he stuttered. "That's just a technicality. As long as they're asking the board questions, they're summoning me." He looked proud of himself.
"That's the biggest load of BS I've ever heard," snorted Trunks. "Everyone knows that it's the subconscious that moves the indicator in the first place."
"And if," Gohan continued. "There is a spirit moving the indicator, it wouldn't be THE demon itself."
"In conclusion," Vegeta drawled. They all looked at him. They weren't expecting him to say anything. "The girls didn't summon you. You're here because you're bored."
Goku started. "Now I remember!" He laughed. "I was wondering why your voice sounded so familiar. Vegeta seems to know now."
"Kuririn," Goku said heartily. "Don't you recognize the voice?"
He shook his head. Goku laughed again. "It's been awhile since you died."
"Get to the point," snapped Vegeta. "We haven't got all night."
Everyone looked at Goku, who was still laughing.
"It's Enma-sama! You know, the huge guy that that keeps track of who's dead!"
They stared at Goku. Then they stared at the figure, who was scratching his head sheepishly.
"So you got me," sighed Enma. After a POOF! the smoke and chair disappeared, and the door was back on the frame. Enma, in a more human-sized form, stood there, laughing awkwardly.
"Not a lot of people's died since Buu," he said. "I was bored so I thought I'd play a little prank."
"You did a good job scaring the crap out of the girls," Gohan snapped.
Enma looked embarrased. "I guess I'll apologize. But they're sleeping right now. How about some poker, eh? That's the second reason I came."
The group sweat dropped.
"So it was just Enma-sama?" yelled Pan. She gave Enma dagger eyes. "HE's the one that scared the living daylights out of us?" She was so angry that her fists seem to turn the color of ice.
"That's right," said Gohan. He smiled and brushed the hair out of her eyes.
Bra and Marron breathed a sigh of relief. "At least it wasn't some weirdo named Tylia who wanted to hurt us!" exclaimed Bra.
Enma looked up from his cards. (They had gone back down to resume playing.) "Oh by the way," he said. They all looked at him. "Before I assumed my disguise, I noticed a white wispy thing in your room, Bra. What was it?"
Bra, Pan and Marron exchanged glances. "You mean...that wasn't you?" asked Marron.
"No," he replied, putting down his cards. "I fold. Anyway, I came after you girls had ran screaming out of the room. I thought you had seen me at first, but now that I think about it--" He frowned. "It wasn't me that scared you."
Suddenly, they heard wild cackling upstairs.
To be continued!
Chapter 2: Red Eyes and Whispers...and Something Else
Goku, Vegeta, Kuririn and Gohan, with Trunks and Goten behind them, marched upstairs to see what exactly was going on. Although they weren't halfway up the staircase, they could smell the fumes that so resembled rotten eggs. The air was hazy, too. They all tried to feel for some kind of ki, but didn't feel anything.
When they reached Bra's room, with the door that Pan had blasted to escape, they noticed strange noises were coming from it.
"What is that noise?" wondered Gohan. "I've never heard it before."
Without making any noise, the six looked inside.
They weren't prepared to see what they saw.
"What happened?" asked Bulma, holding her daughter as tight as she could.
"W-well," hiccupped Bra. "P-pan brought t-this game with her and we started playing."
Bulma nodded. "What game did you girls play?"
"W-we played with the O-ouija board," shuddered Pan.
"We asked a lot of questions, then we thought it'd be fun and scary if..." Marron trailed off, giving a sideways glance at the other two.
"If?" urged #18.
"If...there was a ghost in the room."
The grown-ups didn't look too surprised.
"Then..." continued Bra. "Then it said a ghost named Tylia was in the room."
Pan nodded. "It said Tylia wasn't a kind ghost."
"It said it wanted to hurt us," whispered Marron.
"It said 'you are all doomed,'" said Pan.
"Then..." Bra muttered. She looked into her chocolate cup. "We all jumped on the bed...we were so scared. The indicator started moving on its own."
"Then we..." sobbed Marron. "Then we saw the white thing and it said that we were all doomed, Mama!" She buried her face in #18's chest. "It was going to hurt us! The door wouldn't open! Pan had to blast it down!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" yelled Trunks and Goten together.
The white, wispy figure the girls had seen had apparently taken a more solid form. A black cloaked figure was sitting in a grand chair that clearly did not come from Capsule Corp. It was chuckling in a deep, dark voice...like a madman. Then the figure turned its head towards the group. Blood red eyes flashed.
"Welcome...welcome to my humble abode."
Vegeta was angry. "Who the hell are you, and why are you here?"
The black figure narrowed its eyes.
"I have many names," it mused, crossing his legs relaxedly. "Lucifer, Beezlebub, Satan, Demon, Devil...take your pick."
"We're not here to play stupid games with you," gritted Gohan.
"Why," the devil said, as if insulted. "I was invited here. By your daughters."
"The girls don't dabble in that kind of stuff!" yelled Kuririn.
"Then why were they asking if there was a ghost in the room?"
"Demons aren't ghosts!" replied Gohan angrily.
Goku didn't say a word. He thought he had seen this guy somewhere before. He thought in silence.
"So you say," replied the demon, leaning back again. "But apparently, your daughters summoned Tylia...one of my trusted associates."
"Even if," Gohan answered. "Even if the girls did somehow summon this, 'Tylia,' they didn't do it intentionally." He saw that the figure was about to interrupt. "THEREFORE," he continued, "You have no right in being here."
"You think they didn't summon Tylia intentionally?" laughed the evil one.
"I wonder what's going on upstairs," mused Chi-chi, pacing. "They've been there a long time."
Bulma had pulled out the sofa bed and had laid the tired girls on it, where they were sleeping fitfully.
"I wonder too..." said Videl, wringing her hands. "Think we should go up there?"
Bulma shook her head. "We'd probably just get in the way. Let's just wait down here."
The four women sat down at the now abandoned poker table in silence. They waited for some kind of sound, but heard nothing.
"They summoned my minion. Therefore I have the right in being here."
Gohan couldn't believe it. This thing wasn't making any sense to him. The girls can't have summoned a demon...the only reason they'd want to summon one was so that they could ask for favors. Didn't they also have to draw a pentagram? They only had a Ouija board and nothing else.
"The girls didn't summon you," Gohan said slowly. "You came here on your own..."
"What?" Lucifer guffawed. "Why would I come here if I wasn't invited? I'm not so rude, you know. But you might want to teach your daughter some lesson in manners...she didn't even say hello to me before she broke down the door."
"No," Gohan said, going on. "A demon can't come into the mortal world without being summoned. The girls asked if there was a ghost in the room. That wasn't summoning. You're here for some other reason. This 'Tylia' doesn't exist at all."
"Then who was moving the Ouija board?" he challenged. "It was me, of course. You say they didn't ask for favors; but then why did they ask me to tell who liked them and such?"
"Ah-ha!" Trunks yelled. "You just made a mistake!"
The demon chuckled. "Mistake? I don't make mistakes."
"You just did!" Trunks shouted. "You said you came AFTER the girls asked if there was a ghost in the room. But," he thought madly. The names! The names that he and Goten had heard! "The girls asked who liked them before that! We heard them shrieking out our names!"
The demon looked confused. "W-well," he stuttered. "That's just a technicality. As long as they're asking the board questions, they're summoning me." He looked proud of himself.
"That's the biggest load of BS I've ever heard," snorted Trunks. "Everyone knows that it's the subconscious that moves the indicator in the first place."
"And if," Gohan continued. "There is a spirit moving the indicator, it wouldn't be THE demon itself."
"In conclusion," Vegeta drawled. They all looked at him. They weren't expecting him to say anything. "The girls didn't summon you. You're here because you're bored."
Goku started. "Now I remember!" He laughed. "I was wondering why your voice sounded so familiar. Vegeta seems to know now."
"Kuririn," Goku said heartily. "Don't you recognize the voice?"
He shook his head. Goku laughed again. "It's been awhile since you died."
"Get to the point," snapped Vegeta. "We haven't got all night."
Everyone looked at Goku, who was still laughing.
"It's Enma-sama! You know, the huge guy that that keeps track of who's dead!"
They stared at Goku. Then they stared at the figure, who was scratching his head sheepishly.
"So you got me," sighed Enma. After a POOF! the smoke and chair disappeared, and the door was back on the frame. Enma, in a more human-sized form, stood there, laughing awkwardly.
"Not a lot of people's died since Buu," he said. "I was bored so I thought I'd play a little prank."
"You did a good job scaring the crap out of the girls," Gohan snapped.
Enma looked embarrased. "I guess I'll apologize. But they're sleeping right now. How about some poker, eh? That's the second reason I came."
The group sweat dropped.
"So it was just Enma-sama?" yelled Pan. She gave Enma dagger eyes. "HE's the one that scared the living daylights out of us?" She was so angry that her fists seem to turn the color of ice.
"That's right," said Gohan. He smiled and brushed the hair out of her eyes.
Bra and Marron breathed a sigh of relief. "At least it wasn't some weirdo named Tylia who wanted to hurt us!" exclaimed Bra.
Enma looked up from his cards. (They had gone back down to resume playing.) "Oh by the way," he said. They all looked at him. "Before I assumed my disguise, I noticed a white wispy thing in your room, Bra. What was it?"
Bra, Pan and Marron exchanged glances. "You mean...that wasn't you?" asked Marron.
"No," he replied, putting down his cards. "I fold. Anyway, I came after you girls had ran screaming out of the room. I thought you had seen me at first, but now that I think about it--" He frowned. "It wasn't me that scared you."
Suddenly, they heard wild cackling upstairs.
To be continued!