Evil is in the Eye of the Beholder:
Sin the Beautiful
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z
It was a normal day at Orange Star High School. The sound of lockers shutting echoed down the halls and the loud drone of students filled one's ears. The lights were dim in contrast to the bright sun outside, so the green-speckled linoleum floor shone brightly. To Gohan, the school was refuge from his darker underside.
At the moment, Gohan was carrying a vast amount of books (his own and Videl's), absent-mindedly talking to Videl, and contemplating how odd it was that he was still in school and had not graduated. Though he was nineteen, his birthday made him eighteen. The days in the room of space and time had caused him to be so much older. The authorities in the district, however, had placed him according to his age not skill. It was not bad luck though, Gohan thought with an inward grin. He *had* met Beedel-chan.
At that instant Videl seemed to notice that her boyfriend was not paying attention to her (she noticed the faraway glaze in his eyes that seemed to come up whenever he was thinking about something), so she ended her phrase with a "Don't you think so Gohan-kun?"
"Yes, of course," he replied, not really listening.
"You think they should throw Shrapner in the mud and feed him to the pigs??? Wait till he hears this!" Videl exclaimed with mock suprise.
"Huh? What? No thats not what I meant! I mean..."
Videl laughed and nudged him with her shoulder. "I was just teasing you." She looked up at him for a moment. "So, what *are* you thinking about anyway?" she asked.
"Graduation." Gohan shrugged. "Only one week away."
The pair continued to walk down the hall in silence until they came to the stairwell where Videl had to turn to get to her class. She retrived her books, waved to Gohan and dashed off. He stood for a moment at the top, thinking, when a bell rang.
"Kuso!" he spat, and ran off to class.
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Gohan sat in class, tearing the corner of a piece of paper into tiny shreds. He was horribly tired and the blackboard blurred in the watery-ness of his sleepy eyes. The sound of chalk scraping the board filled the room and he squinted to see the lines. Damn, he would need glasses...
Gohan continued to tear the paper, which was a nervous habit he had aquired long ago. The chalk was like a hypnotic song and the sai-jin could feel his eyelids sagging...
"Gohan? Gohan? Are you there?" called a sweet voice. "Where are you?"
The boy's eyes opened and he found himself in a forest. Not like the one that he lived in, but one that had tree's hundreds of feet tall hung about with spanish moss and adorned with fungus of many bright and beautiful varieties.
"Gohan? Are you there?"
He stretched out and stood up. His feet were bare he realized as he felt the carpet of moss under them and he was wearing only his fighting gi. Gohan felt odd; it was like his body was weighted down.
"Oh Gohan! Where are you??????!!!"
"What..." he murmured. "Who are you?"
Only silence answered him.
His eyebrows knitted together in anger as he shouted, "Answer me!! Who are you???"
"Hehe" came a soft giggle.
Gohan whirled around and behind him was a girl.
The soft breezes in the forest blew her long light-blue hair about her slim body in strands that were only partially tamed by a hat with two long sides that fell down to her waist like a jester's cap. It was two shades, light-green and blue. Her light smile was framed by a soft round child's face and her green eyes were fringed with tears. A long slim hand brushed back a flyaway strand and pushed it behind her ear, an elf ear. Her slight legs beat against the air as she floated, seemingly perched on the wind. Her clothes were trimmed with tiny silver bells that jingled and her skirt was split like a lily. The girl was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
"Oh Gohan, I was so scared you wouldn't come," she exclaimed gently, her eyes glistening.
He looked at her suspiciously in a fighting crouch.
The girl flew up to him, the bells that were fastened on her shoes ringing in crystal tones. "Gohan..." she crooned.
"Who are you?" he snarled.
"Gohan..." The girl took his face in her hands. "Stay with me...please..."
He pushed her away. "You stay back!" he shouted angrily.
"Oh Gohan..." Her pink lips neared his.
This time Gohan punched her square in the face. She plummeted into a tree. "I will never betray Beedel-chan," he said squarely. "I will ask you one more time. Who are you?"
The girl's softness melted away to reveal an older woman dressed with a dark green tunic, as she got up and wiped the crimson blood that dribbled down her chin. Her beauty changed from innocent to sharp. Her hair was a deeper shade covered by a dark blue cap and her eyes were pools of black fringed by long lashes. Her skin was cream-white with a golden sword was lashed to her back.
"I see your heart shall not betray you," observed the woman, speaking in a cold clear tone that fairly cackled with something like human annoyance. "Perhaps your heart *is* purer than I believed..."
Gohan frowned.
"Anyway," The woman made a long graceful bow, removing her cap in which a golden-brown owl feather fluttered. "Allow me to introduce myself." She raised her head only and on it was a twisted smile. "I am Sin."
"Son Gohan."
"Huh? What?"
Giggles and laughter could be heard through the room.
"If you think that you can doze off during class," said the angry teacher, "than what is the answer to item fourteen?"
Gohan wiped his forehead, recollected his wits, computed the problem in less than a second, and spoke. "Twenty-nine, sir."
"That is correct." The teacher moved on to drone about calculus, while Gohan thought about his dream.
"Sin? What an odd dream... What made me dream *that*?"
-----------------------------------later------------------------------------------------
Gohan was wandering through the forest near his home. He wore his picolo gi and scuffed at the pinecones that dare cross his path. He had been so shaken after the daymare that he had snapped at Videl. Though she was not angry, he still felt bad. "Damn Sin," he muttered as he walked. "Damn my stupid mind. My stupid imagination. My whole stupid hybrid self."
"Hybrid? Hybrid? Oh Gohan, you're much more than that..."
Gohan froze with the realization of who it was: Sin.
"hahah..."
He whirled about and discovered he was trapped in box. It was painted with scenes of a forest, but it was clearly flat and unreal. "Damn, not another dream!" he shouted.
"Gohan, you know it's more than a dream."
"Oh I did?" Gohan replied with angry indignence. "Give me one good reason for me to believe that it's not a dream."
Sin appeared before him, this time weilding a bow and quiver. "This."
Suddenly his arms and legs were bound tightly with something like vine. He was tied to a wooden stake and to his suprise, he could not burn it off or break through with his ki.
"You may not believe it yet, or you may be very aware of it, but you have a powerful demon inside of you. And I, though very skilled in magic, have not nearly enough power to, well, do the job," she said smiling.
Gohan lunged toward her as far as he could. "Damn you! What job?!"
"You shall see soon enough. First I must get to your friends."
The box fell away, but Gohan was still bound to the stake in the middle of his forest.
Sin leapt into the air. "I fear I must leave you there. I don't want you warning your friends..." She smirked. "Oh, and don't think they'll find you by you raising your ki, that stake you're on prevents the use of any power." She grinned wildly. "Goodbye Gohan, I hope you enjoy you're stay..."
"Damn you!!"
"Hahahahha..." The laughter died away as Sin flew farther away. Gohan was left in the forest alone.
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A/N: Odd I know. Please review!
Sin the Beautiful
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z
It was a normal day at Orange Star High School. The sound of lockers shutting echoed down the halls and the loud drone of students filled one's ears. The lights were dim in contrast to the bright sun outside, so the green-speckled linoleum floor shone brightly. To Gohan, the school was refuge from his darker underside.
At the moment, Gohan was carrying a vast amount of books (his own and Videl's), absent-mindedly talking to Videl, and contemplating how odd it was that he was still in school and had not graduated. Though he was nineteen, his birthday made him eighteen. The days in the room of space and time had caused him to be so much older. The authorities in the district, however, had placed him according to his age not skill. It was not bad luck though, Gohan thought with an inward grin. He *had* met Beedel-chan.
At that instant Videl seemed to notice that her boyfriend was not paying attention to her (she noticed the faraway glaze in his eyes that seemed to come up whenever he was thinking about something), so she ended her phrase with a "Don't you think so Gohan-kun?"
"Yes, of course," he replied, not really listening.
"You think they should throw Shrapner in the mud and feed him to the pigs??? Wait till he hears this!" Videl exclaimed with mock suprise.
"Huh? What? No thats not what I meant! I mean..."
Videl laughed and nudged him with her shoulder. "I was just teasing you." She looked up at him for a moment. "So, what *are* you thinking about anyway?" she asked.
"Graduation." Gohan shrugged. "Only one week away."
The pair continued to walk down the hall in silence until they came to the stairwell where Videl had to turn to get to her class. She retrived her books, waved to Gohan and dashed off. He stood for a moment at the top, thinking, when a bell rang.
"Kuso!" he spat, and ran off to class.
--------------------------------------Math Class----------------------------------------------
Gohan sat in class, tearing the corner of a piece of paper into tiny shreds. He was horribly tired and the blackboard blurred in the watery-ness of his sleepy eyes. The sound of chalk scraping the board filled the room and he squinted to see the lines. Damn, he would need glasses...
Gohan continued to tear the paper, which was a nervous habit he had aquired long ago. The chalk was like a hypnotic song and the sai-jin could feel his eyelids sagging...
"Gohan? Gohan? Are you there?" called a sweet voice. "Where are you?"
The boy's eyes opened and he found himself in a forest. Not like the one that he lived in, but one that had tree's hundreds of feet tall hung about with spanish moss and adorned with fungus of many bright and beautiful varieties.
"Gohan? Are you there?"
He stretched out and stood up. His feet were bare he realized as he felt the carpet of moss under them and he was wearing only his fighting gi. Gohan felt odd; it was like his body was weighted down.
"Oh Gohan! Where are you??????!!!"
"What..." he murmured. "Who are you?"
Only silence answered him.
His eyebrows knitted together in anger as he shouted, "Answer me!! Who are you???"
"Hehe" came a soft giggle.
Gohan whirled around and behind him was a girl.
The soft breezes in the forest blew her long light-blue hair about her slim body in strands that were only partially tamed by a hat with two long sides that fell down to her waist like a jester's cap. It was two shades, light-green and blue. Her light smile was framed by a soft round child's face and her green eyes were fringed with tears. A long slim hand brushed back a flyaway strand and pushed it behind her ear, an elf ear. Her slight legs beat against the air as she floated, seemingly perched on the wind. Her clothes were trimmed with tiny silver bells that jingled and her skirt was split like a lily. The girl was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
"Oh Gohan, I was so scared you wouldn't come," she exclaimed gently, her eyes glistening.
He looked at her suspiciously in a fighting crouch.
The girl flew up to him, the bells that were fastened on her shoes ringing in crystal tones. "Gohan..." she crooned.
"Who are you?" he snarled.
"Gohan..." The girl took his face in her hands. "Stay with me...please..."
He pushed her away. "You stay back!" he shouted angrily.
"Oh Gohan..." Her pink lips neared his.
This time Gohan punched her square in the face. She plummeted into a tree. "I will never betray Beedel-chan," he said squarely. "I will ask you one more time. Who are you?"
The girl's softness melted away to reveal an older woman dressed with a dark green tunic, as she got up and wiped the crimson blood that dribbled down her chin. Her beauty changed from innocent to sharp. Her hair was a deeper shade covered by a dark blue cap and her eyes were pools of black fringed by long lashes. Her skin was cream-white with a golden sword was lashed to her back.
"I see your heart shall not betray you," observed the woman, speaking in a cold clear tone that fairly cackled with something like human annoyance. "Perhaps your heart *is* purer than I believed..."
Gohan frowned.
"Anyway," The woman made a long graceful bow, removing her cap in which a golden-brown owl feather fluttered. "Allow me to introduce myself." She raised her head only and on it was a twisted smile. "I am Sin."
"Son Gohan."
"Huh? What?"
Giggles and laughter could be heard through the room.
"If you think that you can doze off during class," said the angry teacher, "than what is the answer to item fourteen?"
Gohan wiped his forehead, recollected his wits, computed the problem in less than a second, and spoke. "Twenty-nine, sir."
"That is correct." The teacher moved on to drone about calculus, while Gohan thought about his dream.
"Sin? What an odd dream... What made me dream *that*?"
-----------------------------------later------------------------------------------------
Gohan was wandering through the forest near his home. He wore his picolo gi and scuffed at the pinecones that dare cross his path. He had been so shaken after the daymare that he had snapped at Videl. Though she was not angry, he still felt bad. "Damn Sin," he muttered as he walked. "Damn my stupid mind. My stupid imagination. My whole stupid hybrid self."
"Hybrid? Hybrid? Oh Gohan, you're much more than that..."
Gohan froze with the realization of who it was: Sin.
"hahah..."
He whirled about and discovered he was trapped in box. It was painted with scenes of a forest, but it was clearly flat and unreal. "Damn, not another dream!" he shouted.
"Gohan, you know it's more than a dream."
"Oh I did?" Gohan replied with angry indignence. "Give me one good reason for me to believe that it's not a dream."
Sin appeared before him, this time weilding a bow and quiver. "This."
Suddenly his arms and legs were bound tightly with something like vine. He was tied to a wooden stake and to his suprise, he could not burn it off or break through with his ki.
"You may not believe it yet, or you may be very aware of it, but you have a powerful demon inside of you. And I, though very skilled in magic, have not nearly enough power to, well, do the job," she said smiling.
Gohan lunged toward her as far as he could. "Damn you! What job?!"
"You shall see soon enough. First I must get to your friends."
The box fell away, but Gohan was still bound to the stake in the middle of his forest.
Sin leapt into the air. "I fear I must leave you there. I don't want you warning your friends..." She smirked. "Oh, and don't think they'll find you by you raising your ki, that stake you're on prevents the use of any power." She grinned wildly. "Goodbye Gohan, I hope you enjoy you're stay..."
"Damn you!!"
"Hahahahha..." The laughter died away as Sin flew farther away. Gohan was left in the forest alone.
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A/N: Odd I know. Please review!