Disclaimer: I dont' own DBZ.
...September 11, 2001. In the morning, about 8:40am eastern time. World Trade Center aka. Twin Towers was attacked. Gone. Collapsed. I...still can't belive it. I go to Bronx Science High School and during about the end of 2nd period in the morning suddenly, the news spread in a span of 5-10 minutes throughout the whole school. Tears, worried faces were seen on students in the hallways. People standing outside their classes holding onto their cell phones tightly. Soon after, news of Pentagon and Washington D.C. being attacked. At the end of school, theres people being "adopted" for a night by a classmate's household, or worse staying overnight at school. I, myself am lucky to live in Queens and got home. On the way home, while crossing the bridge, across the water, the whole school bus ppl gaped out the window, for right across the water, there was white billowing smoke cloud in the sky, bringing a feeling of grief and dread, and a gaping hole where the Twin Towers use to be...Lets all have a moment of silence for all the people who died a tragic death from World Trade Center, Washington D.C., Pentagon, etc. I'll never forget this day as long as I live. Once I arrived home, turn on the TV. I saw the reruns on how the two towers got attacked and collasped...and the people on the top floors jumping off...it was...overwhelming...sadly, its this story that one day we'll be telling our children and grandchildren. To them, it'll be like us learning about Pearl Harbor in school. They never lived through it but they would have to learn the events from a book in school or from their family.~
On a lighter side...~
Thank everyone for the reviews. I was going to leave the story like that and don't write another chapter but due to so much begging and opinions from people, I gave in and wrote this chapter. There was only 1 person who solidly told me to not write another chapter.
I almost had an heart attack when I went to check on my account and saw so many reviews. I didn't realize people would really like it. Well now I do. Thank you once again. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint anyone. In the reviews, there were alot of good guesses, and I even considered some of them. But as I started writing this chapter, I realized that I was thinking of one person when I started this story. So I decided to stick with the original person. I really really hope noone's disappointed! Here goes!
Chapter 2
I was floating in a comforting blanket of darkness. But I can still see myself clearly though. I lifted my hands up to my face. They looked so pale against the darkness around me.
"Hello?"
"Is anyone there?"
My voice echoed for a few seconds but was swallowed up by the dark.
"Hmm...am I dead?"
Noone answered.
I saw something blinking in the distance and walked curiously over to it. But it never seems to get any nearer. Suddenly I felt everything rushing around me blurs of colors replacing the darkness, night, day, night, day. It was all a blur. And I was in the middle of it, standing still. And then...it all stopped. I looked around dazed.
"Hmm?" I was in a familiar place. I can't quite put a finger on it. Beautiful green scenery all around, moutains everywhere. I heard rumbling of a car and turned around. My eyes widened.
"Isnt' that..." Yes it was. It was the car I had when I was 16 years old.
"And this..." This was the day I met Goku.
The car passed by me like I wasn't even there. I caught a glimpse of my younger self.
"What in the world..."
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"Oh hi Vegeta! You're back from Son's place! You want some drinks? I had just whipped up these cold drinks!" Mrs. Briefs said cheerfully. She had just come home from visiting a friend and just as she was going to go into the house, Vegeta landed on the lawn.
Vegeta stood there silent, arms crossed, just merely tolerating the crazy nonsense of this household. Mrs. Briefs went in and he followed. He needed to shower to freshen up from sparring with Goku. (As you can imagine, its a HOT, CUTE, ruffled, cutted, bruised, and beaten up Vegeta.)
Mrs. Briefs hummed a tune while looking around for Bulma. "Bulma! Honey! Mrs. Fields told me that she wanted to see you since its been so long you've two talked!"
The place was silent. "Buuuuuulma? Where are you honey?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes and headed upstairs to clean up in his bathroom. Mrs. Briefs followed him, to get to Bulma's room. She opened Bulma's door and exclaimed "Oh! You poor dear, you must be so tired to still be sleeping! Well dear, time to wakey up!!"
Vegeta stepped into his shower and turned on the hot water. hmm...this is refreshing..
Mrs. Briefs went foward to shake her daughter awake. "Bulma?"
When her daughter didn't respond, Mrs. Brief's usual airheadness vanished. "Bulma? Are you sick?" She flipped her daughter to lie on her back. She gasped. Bulma was a shade of sickly white.
Her hand quickly went down to Bulma's wrist to feel her pulse...
Vegeta was in the middled of washing his hair when he heard a ear piercing scream echo throughout the house. "What the fuck?!" he growled.
"VEGEEETAAAA!!! HEEEEELP!!"
Vegeta froze. That wasn't the woman's voice.
"VEGEEEEEETAAAAA!!"
He quickly rinsed off the rest of the soap and used his ki to dry himself. Putting on a pair of underwear and jeans he stalked out of his room quickly to go shut the annoying voice out.
"What it is." If this was not important he swore he'll kill the first person he sees when he steps outside.
"Vegeta, come on, I need you to help me get Bulma to the hospital! Hurry!"
Vegeta glanced at the pale woman and looked cooly back at her mother. Her eyes were actually open and her face had an intelligent look about them.
"Whats her problem?"
"Vegeta, please. She's overdosed herself."
Vegeta stared for about 2 seconds then swiftly walked over to the bedside and picked Bulma up in his arms.
"Oh thank you Vegeta."
He just looked at her. "Where's this hospital you are talking about."
"Its about a mile away from here, look for a tall and big white building." She went to the window and pointed in a direction. "About that way. Quickly please! Wait any longer she won't be able to get her stomach pumped!"
Vegeta just blasted out the window, trailing ki behind him.
Mrs. Briefs had threw her arms in front of her face to block the force. When Vegeta was gone, she lowered her arms and stared in the direction he left. "I swear, that young man cares for her even if he doesn't know it...oh Bulma honey...isn't life here good enough for you?"
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Back in Bulma's weird dimension...
I had viewed all my memories starting from Goku. Many of the memories were short and to the point. Like someone cut short each memory for me.
I viewed when I told Goku about the dragonballs.
When we set out as partners.
I gave Goku his bath.
Goku hunted home a centipede and a wolf...
We met turtle.
Then Muten Roshi.
We met Oolong.
Then Yamcha.
Then that horrid town with the rabbits...they TURNED me into a CARROT!
The shorty emperor Pilaf. and his two ridiculous sidekicks. The pinball chase. Pilaf's "HORRIBLE" torture. He blew me a kiss. Oh WOW. Scary.
Goku told us about the monster which comes out at night. Poor Goku. He didn't know it was him...
When Yamcha, Puar, Oolong and I set off to the city and Goku went back to train with Muten Roshi.
The first Tenkaichi Budokai Krillin, Goku, and Yamcha participated in.
All those memories, like on a slide. I could hear my own younger voice, and Krillin and Goku's childish voices. Boy they were so cute. I could hear everything, because I was right in the middle of each scene...but everyone else doesn't see me...whats going on?
Then the memories started to become more recent. The saiyan claiming to be Goku's brother arrived. Gohan was kidnapped. Goku died. Gohan was kidnapped yet again by Piccolo. Goku wished back. Vegeta and Nappa arrives. Vegeta....
The big fight between Vegeta and Goku. Leaving Goku all mashed up. I was watching through the crystal ball with Ox King, ChiChi, Muten Roshi, Oolong, etc. ChiChi was strangly quiet for a moment. Then she started yelling "Gohan!! AVENGE YOUR TOUSAN!!!!!!! GOOOOHAAAAAAN!!"
Boy I'll never forget that. ChiChi urging Gohan to fight.
The Genki Dama. Vegeta crawling back to his spaceship. He was just like a spoiled child who finally found a challenge worthy of him. He was so childish and stubborn. He still is. Vegeta...
Goku in hospital. Planet Namek. Vegeta had called me gorgeous. HAHA! Gohan had told me about that when he came over to visit the namek kid named Dende. The Nameks were living at my place. And so was ...Vegeta...
Yamcha wished back.
Nameks leaving. Tien and Choutzu (i know i spelled it wrong)wish back.
Vegeta left.
The Black Water Mist.
Vegeta came back. I was so happy inside...
Then the young man with purple hair coming from the future. Oh GOKU came back!!!!
Vegeta still stayed at Capsule Corp. Ah...maybe theres hope for me after all!
I broke up with Yamcha. I told him I didn't feel the same for him anymore. He was just like a brother to me.
Yamcha was heartbrokened. But in a month or two he found the girl of his dreams and they are going steady.
Its been about a year since Vegeta stayed here to train for the androids. I couldn't take it anymore. He didn't care about me. He didn't acknowledge my existence. That was killing me.
That was what DID killed me.
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Vegeta carrying Bulma to Hospital...
"Baka onna." Vegeta growled down at her pale face.
When she didn't even stir, he spoke again.
"You are wasting my training time you know."
Even though Vegeta didn't realize it, somewhere inside him was uncomfortable with Bulma's silence. He was half expecting her to open her eyes and tease or yell at him.
Unknownly, he tried again to get something out of her. "I can just drop you right now and save all my troubles."
Vegeta frowned, then the white hospital building came looming up into view.
He decended and quickly walked into the front lobby.
"Someone get a competent docter over here!" He roared.
The nurse at the front desk looked at him sternly and said "Please lower your voice. And whats the problem with your wife there?"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her. "She's commited suicide. And she's not related to me in anyway."
The nurse's eyes widened and quickly led Vegeta to the emergency wing. There, they told him to wait outside while they work on her.
Vegeta waited, leaning against a wall, arms crossed, eyes closed, head down.
"Baka onna..." he mumbled.
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Bulma...
The memories stopped at when I commited suicide. The darkness came back.
"Well...what did that mean? Am I dead now?"
She hadn't expected an answer. So a sudden reply made her jump a few feet into the air.
"No you aren't dead." The voice was gentle and soothing and female. Bulma looked around for the speaker.
"You won't find me so stop twirling around."
"Who are you?"
"That's not important. Whats important is...why did you want to die?"
"Hey, aren't you suppose to know that. I mean aren't you this high immortal spirit or something."
Soft chuckles fill the space around her. "Yes you are right. Let me get to the point. This is a place for people who kill themselves. A SPECIAL group of ppl in the catagory of suicide. People who kill themselves to save others immediately die and go to judgement. But you...you are part of the group who kill themselves because of...unclear or unfair reasons."
"I KNOW why I killed myself."
"Oh really. Why?"
"I...because...I can't take not having love anymore. The person I love doens't love me."
"You believe that?"
"Yes. Unless...you know the truth?"
Bulma could somehow feel the speaker smiling softly.
"What, so you DO know?"
"Mortals have no place in asking what the Seeings are of the Immortal realm."
"hmmph."
"Bulma. You are here but you aren't dead. You have a choice whether you want to go back or not."
"I want to die. I have no reason to go back."
"You surely don't mean that."
"I do!"
"Bulma...please think it over. You still have a long life ahead of you. Many of the people who were in the same situation as you had regretted their decision after they were judged and stayed in HFIL or Heaven. You can see all that goes on on your planet when you settle in HFIL or Heaven. And trust me, many of the people who chose to die had made a very wrong decision."
Bulma frowned.
"Give me 3 reasons as in why I should stay."
"One, you still have family and friends who love you very much. Two)you still have a life to live. and...Three..well us Immortals aren't allowed to tell Mortals their destiny, fate, future, whatever you want to call it. So I can't reveal three to you."
Bulma was curious. She means...theres still something in my life waiting for me? A destiny? A fate?
"I...I'll stay..."
The speaker smiled knowenly. "Then...go..."
Bulma felt a jolt and there was a feeling like someone had hooked onto her belly button and was pulling her on a fast journey. Suddenly she saw total blackness and heard voices surrounding her.
"Such a pretty young woman. I wonder why she did this."
"Is she stable docter?"
"Yes. Fortunately she was brought here in time. One more hour or so, she would be far beyond our capability to revive her."
Bulma's eyes felt like lead but she slowly forced them open.
"Docter, she's awake!"
"Get her to a room and let her rest. I have another patient to attend to. Meet me in ER room 3. That patient just came in with a stab wound."
"Yes docter."
Bulma felt herself being wheeled to a higher floor and placed in a room next to a huge window. She closed her eyes to rest them.
"Maria, go get that young man who had brought her in. Tell him what room she's in."
Nurse Maria nodded and left to go down to the waiting room.
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Theres chapter 2. How is it? This will be a trilogy so the next chapter will be the last one.
Today is 9-16-01 my b-dae! Yay! But...i feel so guiltly for being happy when other ppl are suffering...=*(
...September 11, 2001. In the morning, about 8:40am eastern time. World Trade Center aka. Twin Towers was attacked. Gone. Collapsed. I...still can't belive it. I go to Bronx Science High School and during about the end of 2nd period in the morning suddenly, the news spread in a span of 5-10 minutes throughout the whole school. Tears, worried faces were seen on students in the hallways. People standing outside their classes holding onto their cell phones tightly. Soon after, news of Pentagon and Washington D.C. being attacked. At the end of school, theres people being "adopted" for a night by a classmate's household, or worse staying overnight at school. I, myself am lucky to live in Queens and got home. On the way home, while crossing the bridge, across the water, the whole school bus ppl gaped out the window, for right across the water, there was white billowing smoke cloud in the sky, bringing a feeling of grief and dread, and a gaping hole where the Twin Towers use to be...Lets all have a moment of silence for all the people who died a tragic death from World Trade Center, Washington D.C., Pentagon, etc. I'll never forget this day as long as I live. Once I arrived home, turn on the TV. I saw the reruns on how the two towers got attacked and collasped...and the people on the top floors jumping off...it was...overwhelming...sadly, its this story that one day we'll be telling our children and grandchildren. To them, it'll be like us learning about Pearl Harbor in school. They never lived through it but they would have to learn the events from a book in school or from their family.~
On a lighter side...~
Thank everyone for the reviews. I was going to leave the story like that and don't write another chapter but due to so much begging and opinions from people, I gave in and wrote this chapter. There was only 1 person who solidly told me to not write another chapter.
I almost had an heart attack when I went to check on my account and saw so many reviews. I didn't realize people would really like it. Well now I do. Thank you once again. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint anyone. In the reviews, there were alot of good guesses, and I even considered some of them. But as I started writing this chapter, I realized that I was thinking of one person when I started this story. So I decided to stick with the original person. I really really hope noone's disappointed! Here goes!
Chapter 2
I was floating in a comforting blanket of darkness. But I can still see myself clearly though. I lifted my hands up to my face. They looked so pale against the darkness around me.
"Hello?"
"Is anyone there?"
My voice echoed for a few seconds but was swallowed up by the dark.
"Hmm...am I dead?"
Noone answered.
I saw something blinking in the distance and walked curiously over to it. But it never seems to get any nearer. Suddenly I felt everything rushing around me blurs of colors replacing the darkness, night, day, night, day. It was all a blur. And I was in the middle of it, standing still. And then...it all stopped. I looked around dazed.
"Hmm?" I was in a familiar place. I can't quite put a finger on it. Beautiful green scenery all around, moutains everywhere. I heard rumbling of a car and turned around. My eyes widened.
"Isnt' that..." Yes it was. It was the car I had when I was 16 years old.
"And this..." This was the day I met Goku.
The car passed by me like I wasn't even there. I caught a glimpse of my younger self.
"What in the world..."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Oh hi Vegeta! You're back from Son's place! You want some drinks? I had just whipped up these cold drinks!" Mrs. Briefs said cheerfully. She had just come home from visiting a friend and just as she was going to go into the house, Vegeta landed on the lawn.
Vegeta stood there silent, arms crossed, just merely tolerating the crazy nonsense of this household. Mrs. Briefs went in and he followed. He needed to shower to freshen up from sparring with Goku. (As you can imagine, its a HOT, CUTE, ruffled, cutted, bruised, and beaten up Vegeta.)
Mrs. Briefs hummed a tune while looking around for Bulma. "Bulma! Honey! Mrs. Fields told me that she wanted to see you since its been so long you've two talked!"
The place was silent. "Buuuuuulma? Where are you honey?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes and headed upstairs to clean up in his bathroom. Mrs. Briefs followed him, to get to Bulma's room. She opened Bulma's door and exclaimed "Oh! You poor dear, you must be so tired to still be sleeping! Well dear, time to wakey up!!"
Vegeta stepped into his shower and turned on the hot water. hmm...this is refreshing..
Mrs. Briefs went foward to shake her daughter awake. "Bulma?"
When her daughter didn't respond, Mrs. Brief's usual airheadness vanished. "Bulma? Are you sick?" She flipped her daughter to lie on her back. She gasped. Bulma was a shade of sickly white.
Her hand quickly went down to Bulma's wrist to feel her pulse...
Vegeta was in the middled of washing his hair when he heard a ear piercing scream echo throughout the house. "What the fuck?!" he growled.
"VEGEEETAAAA!!! HEEEEELP!!"
Vegeta froze. That wasn't the woman's voice.
"VEGEEEEEETAAAAA!!"
He quickly rinsed off the rest of the soap and used his ki to dry himself. Putting on a pair of underwear and jeans he stalked out of his room quickly to go shut the annoying voice out.
"What it is." If this was not important he swore he'll kill the first person he sees when he steps outside.
"Vegeta, come on, I need you to help me get Bulma to the hospital! Hurry!"
Vegeta glanced at the pale woman and looked cooly back at her mother. Her eyes were actually open and her face had an intelligent look about them.
"Whats her problem?"
"Vegeta, please. She's overdosed herself."
Vegeta stared for about 2 seconds then swiftly walked over to the bedside and picked Bulma up in his arms.
"Oh thank you Vegeta."
He just looked at her. "Where's this hospital you are talking about."
"Its about a mile away from here, look for a tall and big white building." She went to the window and pointed in a direction. "About that way. Quickly please! Wait any longer she won't be able to get her stomach pumped!"
Vegeta just blasted out the window, trailing ki behind him.
Mrs. Briefs had threw her arms in front of her face to block the force. When Vegeta was gone, she lowered her arms and stared in the direction he left. "I swear, that young man cares for her even if he doesn't know it...oh Bulma honey...isn't life here good enough for you?"
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Back in Bulma's weird dimension...
I had viewed all my memories starting from Goku. Many of the memories were short and to the point. Like someone cut short each memory for me.
I viewed when I told Goku about the dragonballs.
When we set out as partners.
I gave Goku his bath.
Goku hunted home a centipede and a wolf...
We met turtle.
Then Muten Roshi.
We met Oolong.
Then Yamcha.
Then that horrid town with the rabbits...they TURNED me into a CARROT!
The shorty emperor Pilaf. and his two ridiculous sidekicks. The pinball chase. Pilaf's "HORRIBLE" torture. He blew me a kiss. Oh WOW. Scary.
Goku told us about the monster which comes out at night. Poor Goku. He didn't know it was him...
When Yamcha, Puar, Oolong and I set off to the city and Goku went back to train with Muten Roshi.
The first Tenkaichi Budokai Krillin, Goku, and Yamcha participated in.
All those memories, like on a slide. I could hear my own younger voice, and Krillin and Goku's childish voices. Boy they were so cute. I could hear everything, because I was right in the middle of each scene...but everyone else doesn't see me...whats going on?
Then the memories started to become more recent. The saiyan claiming to be Goku's brother arrived. Gohan was kidnapped. Goku died. Gohan was kidnapped yet again by Piccolo. Goku wished back. Vegeta and Nappa arrives. Vegeta....
The big fight between Vegeta and Goku. Leaving Goku all mashed up. I was watching through the crystal ball with Ox King, ChiChi, Muten Roshi, Oolong, etc. ChiChi was strangly quiet for a moment. Then she started yelling "Gohan!! AVENGE YOUR TOUSAN!!!!!!! GOOOOHAAAAAAN!!"
Boy I'll never forget that. ChiChi urging Gohan to fight.
The Genki Dama. Vegeta crawling back to his spaceship. He was just like a spoiled child who finally found a challenge worthy of him. He was so childish and stubborn. He still is. Vegeta...
Goku in hospital. Planet Namek. Vegeta had called me gorgeous. HAHA! Gohan had told me about that when he came over to visit the namek kid named Dende. The Nameks were living at my place. And so was ...Vegeta...
Yamcha wished back.
Nameks leaving. Tien and Choutzu (i know i spelled it wrong)wish back.
Vegeta left.
The Black Water Mist.
Vegeta came back. I was so happy inside...
Then the young man with purple hair coming from the future. Oh GOKU came back!!!!
Vegeta still stayed at Capsule Corp. Ah...maybe theres hope for me after all!
I broke up with Yamcha. I told him I didn't feel the same for him anymore. He was just like a brother to me.
Yamcha was heartbrokened. But in a month or two he found the girl of his dreams and they are going steady.
Its been about a year since Vegeta stayed here to train for the androids. I couldn't take it anymore. He didn't care about me. He didn't acknowledge my existence. That was killing me.
That was what DID killed me.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Vegeta carrying Bulma to Hospital...
"Baka onna." Vegeta growled down at her pale face.
When she didn't even stir, he spoke again.
"You are wasting my training time you know."
Even though Vegeta didn't realize it, somewhere inside him was uncomfortable with Bulma's silence. He was half expecting her to open her eyes and tease or yell at him.
Unknownly, he tried again to get something out of her. "I can just drop you right now and save all my troubles."
Vegeta frowned, then the white hospital building came looming up into view.
He decended and quickly walked into the front lobby.
"Someone get a competent docter over here!" He roared.
The nurse at the front desk looked at him sternly and said "Please lower your voice. And whats the problem with your wife there?"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her. "She's commited suicide. And she's not related to me in anyway."
The nurse's eyes widened and quickly led Vegeta to the emergency wing. There, they told him to wait outside while they work on her.
Vegeta waited, leaning against a wall, arms crossed, eyes closed, head down.
"Baka onna..." he mumbled.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Bulma...
The memories stopped at when I commited suicide. The darkness came back.
"Well...what did that mean? Am I dead now?"
She hadn't expected an answer. So a sudden reply made her jump a few feet into the air.
"No you aren't dead." The voice was gentle and soothing and female. Bulma looked around for the speaker.
"You won't find me so stop twirling around."
"Who are you?"
"That's not important. Whats important is...why did you want to die?"
"Hey, aren't you suppose to know that. I mean aren't you this high immortal spirit or something."
Soft chuckles fill the space around her. "Yes you are right. Let me get to the point. This is a place for people who kill themselves. A SPECIAL group of ppl in the catagory of suicide. People who kill themselves to save others immediately die and go to judgement. But you...you are part of the group who kill themselves because of...unclear or unfair reasons."
"I KNOW why I killed myself."
"Oh really. Why?"
"I...because...I can't take not having love anymore. The person I love doens't love me."
"You believe that?"
"Yes. Unless...you know the truth?"
Bulma could somehow feel the speaker smiling softly.
"What, so you DO know?"
"Mortals have no place in asking what the Seeings are of the Immortal realm."
"hmmph."
"Bulma. You are here but you aren't dead. You have a choice whether you want to go back or not."
"I want to die. I have no reason to go back."
"You surely don't mean that."
"I do!"
"Bulma...please think it over. You still have a long life ahead of you. Many of the people who were in the same situation as you had regretted their decision after they were judged and stayed in HFIL or Heaven. You can see all that goes on on your planet when you settle in HFIL or Heaven. And trust me, many of the people who chose to die had made a very wrong decision."
Bulma frowned.
"Give me 3 reasons as in why I should stay."
"One, you still have family and friends who love you very much. Two)you still have a life to live. and...Three..well us Immortals aren't allowed to tell Mortals their destiny, fate, future, whatever you want to call it. So I can't reveal three to you."
Bulma was curious. She means...theres still something in my life waiting for me? A destiny? A fate?
"I...I'll stay..."
The speaker smiled knowenly. "Then...go..."
Bulma felt a jolt and there was a feeling like someone had hooked onto her belly button and was pulling her on a fast journey. Suddenly she saw total blackness and heard voices surrounding her.
"Such a pretty young woman. I wonder why she did this."
"Is she stable docter?"
"Yes. Fortunately she was brought here in time. One more hour or so, she would be far beyond our capability to revive her."
Bulma's eyes felt like lead but she slowly forced them open.
"Docter, she's awake!"
"Get her to a room and let her rest. I have another patient to attend to. Meet me in ER room 3. That patient just came in with a stab wound."
"Yes docter."
Bulma felt herself being wheeled to a higher floor and placed in a room next to a huge window. She closed her eyes to rest them.
"Maria, go get that young man who had brought her in. Tell him what room she's in."
Nurse Maria nodded and left to go down to the waiting room.
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Theres chapter 2. How is it? This will be a trilogy so the next chapter will be the last one.
Today is 9-16-01 my b-dae! Yay! But...i feel so guiltly for being happy when other ppl are suffering...=*(