Son Usagi, chapter 6
"They're here."
"Continue the attack in the princess."
"Hai, sir."
"Give her rescuers a fight. When I give the command, order our
forces to retreat and lower the shields around her room."
"Hai, sir."
Bulma shivered. The walls around them seemed to be more shadow
anything else, and she wondered if she would even be able to touch them
if she tried to. She unconsciously backed up against one of the guys
with her, jumping slightly when she felt a hand on her's. Turning to
see who it was, she was shocked to see her husband there. His eyes were
on their surroundings, but she was glad, and more then a little
surprised, for the comfort he was giving her.
"I can't sense anything. We should at least be able to feel
eachothers ki." Gohan's words took the rest of the group by surprise,
even though Vegita and Piccolo didn't show anything other then their
normal masks.
"I wasn't sure what was missing at first, but you're right!"
Gokou said, frowning as he examined his surroundings again. A sudden
burst of light slammed into a far wall, causing all but one of the
group to jump in shock.
"Just checking," Vegita said, smirking at the wide-eyed group.
"Vegita no baka!" Bulma shouted, stepping away from him. "You
want this entire place to come down on us?! What if they sensed that?!"
"No need for him to have rung the doorbell," a calm voice said
from the shadows. "We already knew you came for a visit." A man with
dark blue hair stepped out first, an upside-down black crescent moon in
the center of his forehead. "And right on time, too."
"Set?!" Hakura looked away from the mirror Micheru held, her
eyes showing a mixture of shock and confusion.
"Nani?" Setsuna's calm voice drifted from the kitchen as the
sound of a knife on a chopping board continued on.
"Diamondo knew they were coming!"
"Hai." Hakura stared at the kitchen, unsure of how to reply to
her simple answer. Setsuna, as if feeling the confusion her friend was
in, put the knife down and walked out to the livingroom. Hotoru
followed closely behind, wiping her hands clean of bits of chive. "Do
you question my judgment, Hakura?" the time senshi asked calmly.
"Demo... demo..." Hakura stuttered as she tried to find what
she needed to say. Setsuna couldn't hold back a tiny smile at the sky
senshi's situation, receiving a frown and a raised eyebrow from
Micheru.
"I think what Hakura wants to know is why Diamondo's forces
knew they were coming. We all know you could have prevented that,
Setsuna," Micheru said calmly, receiving a nod from her companion for
saying the words she was unable to speak.
"Setsuna-mama?" Hotoru looked up at the senshi of time,
frowning. Her eyes were similar to Hakura's, showing worry and
confusion. "Don't they need to save Usa-oneechan before she looses?"
Setsuna looked at her "musume" and smiled, this time kindly instead of
in laughter.
"Do not worry, Hoto-chan. Usagi-chan will be fine." With those
words, she turned back to the kitchen. The clack, clack of the cutting
board was resumed. The other three senshi looked at eachother in
confusion.
"Dammit! If she's not going to tell us, I'm going to help!"
Hakura growled, standing up. Micheru placed her hand on Hakura's arm to
gain her attention.
"Hakura, koibito, Setsuna is the only one who can control the
time gate. Even the gate the sayijins and Briefs-san made cannot be
used without her approval. If we transported to Diamondo's realm now,
we'd be there three days too late for the fight."
"Michiru-mama's right, Hak-papa. Setsuna-mama knows what's
going to happen anyway. She wouldn't let anything happen to
Usa-oneechan!" Hakura couldn't help but smile at the young girl. Even
though she had lived as many years as any of the others, she continued
to appear and behave as a girl, and her simpler view of the world often
lessened the intensity of the worst situations.
"Hai, Hoto-chan. Arigatoo," Hakura said, smiling faintly as she
sat back down next to her koi.
Usagi, or the moon princess to be more accurate, sat in her
small circle of light. The darkness raged around her, like a stormy
sea. Occasionally, the waves would break apart and take form.
'Chibiko, you know I won't hold it against you if you give in.
If you do give in, Diamondo will let you come back to us! Its been so
long since we've been a family, please don't stay away from us any
longer.' Gokou's voice caused Usagi's eyes to open. She watched the
illusion of her father smile sadly at her before melting back into the
sea. Tears sprung to her eyes as his kind face dissolved again. She was
so tempted to spring up from where she stood and follow him in, but she
remembered that it wasn't her father. She remembered it was just an
illusion.
Biting back a sob, she closed her eyes again and fought to push
the darkness back.
'Power is within your reach, and you push it away.' The
illusion shook his head, smirking. 'Just like your worthless father,
brat. If you would just give in, all of this could be over with.' The
Vegita illusion's face softened only a tiny bit. 'Besides, you still
owe me a spar.' Vegita melted into the darkness again, his softened
expression last to vanish completely.
So it had been for as long as the human/sayijin hybrid and moon
princess could remember. It was not only images from her current life
that came to tempt her to follow them. Her love in her previous life,
Prince Endymion had been among the first wave, along with the inner
sailor senshi who had been her best friends during the Silver
Millennium. Later came the outer sailor senshi. Saturn, Hoto-imuto had
almost convinced her but for the sudden voice that sounded through
wherever Usagi was. It had been Trunks's voice, and it had sent the
Hotoru illusion writhing back to her origin.
'Usagi.' His voice seemed to wrap around her as he stepped from
the darkness. The shadows he was formed from did not darken his
lavender hair or his light skin. He smiled at her, his eyes glinting in
her soft glow.
Diamondo's cold features softened slightly as he looked down at
his captive. He brushed his hand against her cheek, marveling at its
softness. Her silver-blond hair was spread out around her.
"Like an angel," he said softly, frowning. "An angel who will
not leave her place in heaven without a fight. That is exactly what I
will give you then, princess." He leaned over her, brushing her bangs
from her forehead. He stared at her for several more seconds, before
lowering his lips to hers in a soft kiss.
As he stood back up, he smiled faintly. He turned to the man
who waited for his princess in the doorway.
"Retreat. Let them take her."
"Sir?
"She is already mine," Diamondo said with a satisfied smirk.
"Stop!" The shout sounded through the large room, causing both
Z fighters and yoma soldiers to halt their attacks. The dark army knew
the cause of the cease-fire, and many of them smiled in satisfaction.
The other side had no such knowledge, and watched their opponents
wearily as they pulled back.
"Weird," Gohan said softly as the last yoma vanished. "Why
would they retreat?"
"They understood the likelihood of their success," Vegita
replied, his normal smirk on his lips. "Probably ran back to their
leader for help."
"Bulma?" Gokou looked at the human woman. She had managed to
find a safe place during the fighting, and came out of it now, typing
on her computer. Her concentration was completely on the small screen,
and she only looked up when Gokou drew her attention away from it.
"The energy this place has been giving off lowered several
seconds ago. I'm not sure what that means though, but I would bet it
has something to do with their retreat." Her eyes lowered again to the
computer screen, attempting to figure out anything she could.
"Hey! I feel you guys again!" Gokou cried out, grinning.
Piccolo frowned at the sayijin, wondering how it was that the childish
man could ever be so powerful.
"Usagi?" Gohan asked, looking hopefully at the Capsule Corp
president. Bulma did not reply for several seconds, at last raising her
head and smiling.
"Alive and well from what I'm getting. And not even that far
away. Just down that hallway," she said, pointing at a doorframe that
had been previously overlooked.
The return had been uneventful for the most part. Usagi had
slept through the entire thing, but their personal genius said it
probably had something to do with the contrasting nature of her sailor
senshi energy and that of the dimension they had been in. She predicted
that the young woman would wake up soon after she was home. No other
sign of the yoma they had faced, nor anyone else could be found. And as
soon as they walked back into the backyard of the Capsule Corp
building, the hastily made gate vanished.
"No change?"
"Iie," Chi-chi replied sadly. She turned her head to look at
her son. Just two days ago, he returned with his little sister in his
arms. They had all been so happy, and Bulma had assured them that the
teenage girl would wake up soon.
"Shimatta!" Gohan half-shouted, slamming his fist into the
doorframe. The wood splintered under his knuckles. Chi-chi frowned at
him from where she sat next to her daughter. "Heh. Gomen, kaasan,"
Gohan said softly, blushing. "I'll fix it." The young man hastily left
the doorway to escape his mother's wrath.
Once her son was gone, Chi-chi turned back to the still form on
the bed. She brushed a strand of hair that the wind had blown onto her
cheek back.
"Thirteen years, Usagi! How could I have let them take you away
from me!" she cried, her eyes tearing up. "My little baby, I've missed
you so much."
There had been many times that Chi-chi wondered why she let
those women take her only daughter away from her. Usagi had only been
three years old! She needed to be with her oniichan and otoosan. And
her okaasan! Her husband was the strongest fighter out there, right? He
could have protected his musume from any danger. And her musuko, her
Gohan, he had defeated Cell when he was only nine years old!
"Chi-chi?" She wiped away her tears before turning to see who
it was. Bulma stood in the doorway, her face clearly showing her worry.
Seeing the tear stains on Chi-chi's cheeks, she rushed over and wrapped
her arms around the other woman. "Gomen, Chi-chi-san. When Gokou told
me she still hadn't woken up, I made Vegita fly me right over." As they
pulled away, Chi-chi managed to form a weak smile.
"Doomo arigatoo, Bulma-san, but it isn't your fault she's like
this. How were you supposed to know she wouldn't wake up." Chi-chi felt
her eyes start to cloud again, and fought against the approaching
tears.
"I should have done a more through scan," Bulma replied softly.
"Maybe we can still find a way to get her to wake up."
Gohan looked up at his sister's window. He could hear his
okaasan and Bulma talking through the open window, and it only made him
want to find someway to help out.
"Nothing?" Trunks's voice brought Gohan out of his
concentration. He looked over at his younger friend and shook his head.
"Nothing at all. Your okassan is with mine right now. Bulma-san
said she's going to see if she can do anything." Trunks did not reply
for several seconds. When Gohan looked over at him, he saw his friend
seemed to be deep in thought. "Daijoubu ka?"
"Daijoubu," Trunks replied, finally meeting Gohan's eyes again.
"Penny for your thoughts," Gohan replied with a weak smile.
"Have I told you I've been having nightmares since we
returned?"
"Iie." Gohan's smile vanished.
"I see myself and your sister. We're surrounded by darkness,
but she's glowing faintly, and I think she's trying to hold back the
darkness. I'm trying to convince her to come with me, into the darkness
though." Trunks frowned, pausing. After several seconds, he continued.
"I don't think the me I see really is me. I think it's someone else."
Gomen minna!! I didn't mean to take so long with this chapter,
so I made it a bit longer. I'm sure Tenshi-chan and Silver Moon-chan
will appreciate that. *grins*
I just heard from a possible employer! I may soon be able to
work in the library system down here instead of busing tables!! But
don't tell my current boss. I'm kind of scared of him, and I don't know
what he would do if he knew I was looking for a (much) better job.
Cross your fingers for me, minna!!
~Jade Nova
moon_archer82@lunap.com
"They're here."
"Continue the attack in the princess."
"Hai, sir."
"Give her rescuers a fight. When I give the command, order our
forces to retreat and lower the shields around her room."
"Hai, sir."
Bulma shivered. The walls around them seemed to be more shadow
anything else, and she wondered if she would even be able to touch them
if she tried to. She unconsciously backed up against one of the guys
with her, jumping slightly when she felt a hand on her's. Turning to
see who it was, she was shocked to see her husband there. His eyes were
on their surroundings, but she was glad, and more then a little
surprised, for the comfort he was giving her.
"I can't sense anything. We should at least be able to feel
eachothers ki." Gohan's words took the rest of the group by surprise,
even though Vegita and Piccolo didn't show anything other then their
normal masks.
"I wasn't sure what was missing at first, but you're right!"
Gokou said, frowning as he examined his surroundings again. A sudden
burst of light slammed into a far wall, causing all but one of the
group to jump in shock.
"Just checking," Vegita said, smirking at the wide-eyed group.
"Vegita no baka!" Bulma shouted, stepping away from him. "You
want this entire place to come down on us?! What if they sensed that?!"
"No need for him to have rung the doorbell," a calm voice said
from the shadows. "We already knew you came for a visit." A man with
dark blue hair stepped out first, an upside-down black crescent moon in
the center of his forehead. "And right on time, too."
"Set?!" Hakura looked away from the mirror Micheru held, her
eyes showing a mixture of shock and confusion.
"Nani?" Setsuna's calm voice drifted from the kitchen as the
sound of a knife on a chopping board continued on.
"Diamondo knew they were coming!"
"Hai." Hakura stared at the kitchen, unsure of how to reply to
her simple answer. Setsuna, as if feeling the confusion her friend was
in, put the knife down and walked out to the livingroom. Hotoru
followed closely behind, wiping her hands clean of bits of chive. "Do
you question my judgment, Hakura?" the time senshi asked calmly.
"Demo... demo..." Hakura stuttered as she tried to find what
she needed to say. Setsuna couldn't hold back a tiny smile at the sky
senshi's situation, receiving a frown and a raised eyebrow from
Micheru.
"I think what Hakura wants to know is why Diamondo's forces
knew they were coming. We all know you could have prevented that,
Setsuna," Micheru said calmly, receiving a nod from her companion for
saying the words she was unable to speak.
"Setsuna-mama?" Hotoru looked up at the senshi of time,
frowning. Her eyes were similar to Hakura's, showing worry and
confusion. "Don't they need to save Usa-oneechan before she looses?"
Setsuna looked at her "musume" and smiled, this time kindly instead of
in laughter.
"Do not worry, Hoto-chan. Usagi-chan will be fine." With those
words, she turned back to the kitchen. The clack, clack of the cutting
board was resumed. The other three senshi looked at eachother in
confusion.
"Dammit! If she's not going to tell us, I'm going to help!"
Hakura growled, standing up. Micheru placed her hand on Hakura's arm to
gain her attention.
"Hakura, koibito, Setsuna is the only one who can control the
time gate. Even the gate the sayijins and Briefs-san made cannot be
used without her approval. If we transported to Diamondo's realm now,
we'd be there three days too late for the fight."
"Michiru-mama's right, Hak-papa. Setsuna-mama knows what's
going to happen anyway. She wouldn't let anything happen to
Usa-oneechan!" Hakura couldn't help but smile at the young girl. Even
though she had lived as many years as any of the others, she continued
to appear and behave as a girl, and her simpler view of the world often
lessened the intensity of the worst situations.
"Hai, Hoto-chan. Arigatoo," Hakura said, smiling faintly as she
sat back down next to her koi.
Usagi, or the moon princess to be more accurate, sat in her
small circle of light. The darkness raged around her, like a stormy
sea. Occasionally, the waves would break apart and take form.
'Chibiko, you know I won't hold it against you if you give in.
If you do give in, Diamondo will let you come back to us! Its been so
long since we've been a family, please don't stay away from us any
longer.' Gokou's voice caused Usagi's eyes to open. She watched the
illusion of her father smile sadly at her before melting back into the
sea. Tears sprung to her eyes as his kind face dissolved again. She was
so tempted to spring up from where she stood and follow him in, but she
remembered that it wasn't her father. She remembered it was just an
illusion.
Biting back a sob, she closed her eyes again and fought to push
the darkness back.
'Power is within your reach, and you push it away.' The
illusion shook his head, smirking. 'Just like your worthless father,
brat. If you would just give in, all of this could be over with.' The
Vegita illusion's face softened only a tiny bit. 'Besides, you still
owe me a spar.' Vegita melted into the darkness again, his softened
expression last to vanish completely.
So it had been for as long as the human/sayijin hybrid and moon
princess could remember. It was not only images from her current life
that came to tempt her to follow them. Her love in her previous life,
Prince Endymion had been among the first wave, along with the inner
sailor senshi who had been her best friends during the Silver
Millennium. Later came the outer sailor senshi. Saturn, Hoto-imuto had
almost convinced her but for the sudden voice that sounded through
wherever Usagi was. It had been Trunks's voice, and it had sent the
Hotoru illusion writhing back to her origin.
'Usagi.' His voice seemed to wrap around her as he stepped from
the darkness. The shadows he was formed from did not darken his
lavender hair or his light skin. He smiled at her, his eyes glinting in
her soft glow.
Diamondo's cold features softened slightly as he looked down at
his captive. He brushed his hand against her cheek, marveling at its
softness. Her silver-blond hair was spread out around her.
"Like an angel," he said softly, frowning. "An angel who will
not leave her place in heaven without a fight. That is exactly what I
will give you then, princess." He leaned over her, brushing her bangs
from her forehead. He stared at her for several more seconds, before
lowering his lips to hers in a soft kiss.
As he stood back up, he smiled faintly. He turned to the man
who waited for his princess in the doorway.
"Retreat. Let them take her."
"Sir?
"She is already mine," Diamondo said with a satisfied smirk.
"Stop!" The shout sounded through the large room, causing both
Z fighters and yoma soldiers to halt their attacks. The dark army knew
the cause of the cease-fire, and many of them smiled in satisfaction.
The other side had no such knowledge, and watched their opponents
wearily as they pulled back.
"Weird," Gohan said softly as the last yoma vanished. "Why
would they retreat?"
"They understood the likelihood of their success," Vegita
replied, his normal smirk on his lips. "Probably ran back to their
leader for help."
"Bulma?" Gokou looked at the human woman. She had managed to
find a safe place during the fighting, and came out of it now, typing
on her computer. Her concentration was completely on the small screen,
and she only looked up when Gokou drew her attention away from it.
"The energy this place has been giving off lowered several
seconds ago. I'm not sure what that means though, but I would bet it
has something to do with their retreat." Her eyes lowered again to the
computer screen, attempting to figure out anything she could.
"Hey! I feel you guys again!" Gokou cried out, grinning.
Piccolo frowned at the sayijin, wondering how it was that the childish
man could ever be so powerful.
"Usagi?" Gohan asked, looking hopefully at the Capsule Corp
president. Bulma did not reply for several seconds, at last raising her
head and smiling.
"Alive and well from what I'm getting. And not even that far
away. Just down that hallway," she said, pointing at a doorframe that
had been previously overlooked.
The return had been uneventful for the most part. Usagi had
slept through the entire thing, but their personal genius said it
probably had something to do with the contrasting nature of her sailor
senshi energy and that of the dimension they had been in. She predicted
that the young woman would wake up soon after she was home. No other
sign of the yoma they had faced, nor anyone else could be found. And as
soon as they walked back into the backyard of the Capsule Corp
building, the hastily made gate vanished.
"No change?"
"Iie," Chi-chi replied sadly. She turned her head to look at
her son. Just two days ago, he returned with his little sister in his
arms. They had all been so happy, and Bulma had assured them that the
teenage girl would wake up soon.
"Shimatta!" Gohan half-shouted, slamming his fist into the
doorframe. The wood splintered under his knuckles. Chi-chi frowned at
him from where she sat next to her daughter. "Heh. Gomen, kaasan,"
Gohan said softly, blushing. "I'll fix it." The young man hastily left
the doorway to escape his mother's wrath.
Once her son was gone, Chi-chi turned back to the still form on
the bed. She brushed a strand of hair that the wind had blown onto her
cheek back.
"Thirteen years, Usagi! How could I have let them take you away
from me!" she cried, her eyes tearing up. "My little baby, I've missed
you so much."
There had been many times that Chi-chi wondered why she let
those women take her only daughter away from her. Usagi had only been
three years old! She needed to be with her oniichan and otoosan. And
her okaasan! Her husband was the strongest fighter out there, right? He
could have protected his musume from any danger. And her musuko, her
Gohan, he had defeated Cell when he was only nine years old!
"Chi-chi?" She wiped away her tears before turning to see who
it was. Bulma stood in the doorway, her face clearly showing her worry.
Seeing the tear stains on Chi-chi's cheeks, she rushed over and wrapped
her arms around the other woman. "Gomen, Chi-chi-san. When Gokou told
me she still hadn't woken up, I made Vegita fly me right over." As they
pulled away, Chi-chi managed to form a weak smile.
"Doomo arigatoo, Bulma-san, but it isn't your fault she's like
this. How were you supposed to know she wouldn't wake up." Chi-chi felt
her eyes start to cloud again, and fought against the approaching
tears.
"I should have done a more through scan," Bulma replied softly.
"Maybe we can still find a way to get her to wake up."
Gohan looked up at his sister's window. He could hear his
okaasan and Bulma talking through the open window, and it only made him
want to find someway to help out.
"Nothing?" Trunks's voice brought Gohan out of his
concentration. He looked over at his younger friend and shook his head.
"Nothing at all. Your okassan is with mine right now. Bulma-san
said she's going to see if she can do anything." Trunks did not reply
for several seconds. When Gohan looked over at him, he saw his friend
seemed to be deep in thought. "Daijoubu ka?"
"Daijoubu," Trunks replied, finally meeting Gohan's eyes again.
"Penny for your thoughts," Gohan replied with a weak smile.
"Have I told you I've been having nightmares since we
returned?"
"Iie." Gohan's smile vanished.
"I see myself and your sister. We're surrounded by darkness,
but she's glowing faintly, and I think she's trying to hold back the
darkness. I'm trying to convince her to come with me, into the darkness
though." Trunks frowned, pausing. After several seconds, he continued.
"I don't think the me I see really is me. I think it's someone else."
Gomen minna!! I didn't mean to take so long with this chapter,
so I made it a bit longer. I'm sure Tenshi-chan and Silver Moon-chan
will appreciate that. *grins*
I just heard from a possible employer! I may soon be able to
work in the library system down here instead of busing tables!! But
don't tell my current boss. I'm kind of scared of him, and I don't know
what he would do if he knew I was looking for a (much) better job.
Cross your fingers for me, minna!!
~Jade Nova
moon_archer82@lunap.com
