A young girl wonders the streets in a desperate search for her
father. Trunks. He had left long ago to fight the androids.
She wonders up and down on what's left of the streets and alleys, finding little more than carcasses. Desperately trying to keep her hopes up, she began running off in the direction she thought her father may have went. Off in the distance, she sees a glimmer of light. She runs towards the glimmer to see what no daughter should see. Her father laying down in a pool of water and crimson, the glimmer still shining off her father's sword.
A cool breeze blew across her face, sending her long, red hair to compliment the wind. As she knelt down to hold him for the last time she noticed a small necklace wrapped around his fist. It was the necklace that Juuhachi-gou had ripped off her neck when she was a mere child. Tears began to flow swiftly down from her emerald eyes.
In a cry of rage she fell to her knees remembering all the hell that the androids had rained down upon her family and friends. And now, she could add her father to the list of persons engulfed in the androids' fiery path.
She grabbed the last few trinkets to remember her father by before she buried him: his sword, her necklace, and the jacket he had promised to hand down to her.
After she had left her father to the Earth, Katara headed back to her underground shelter. Emotions and flashbacks had gotten the best of her this time
As she headed through the door she noticed her grandmother knelt down in front of her bed praying for her son to be alright, or at least intact. Katara knelt down beside Bulma to tell her of what had happened. She held her grandmother as her emotions began to flow in agonizing pain and sorrow.
She wonders up and down on what's left of the streets and alleys, finding little more than carcasses. Desperately trying to keep her hopes up, she began running off in the direction she thought her father may have went. Off in the distance, she sees a glimmer of light. She runs towards the glimmer to see what no daughter should see. Her father laying down in a pool of water and crimson, the glimmer still shining off her father's sword.
A cool breeze blew across her face, sending her long, red hair to compliment the wind. As she knelt down to hold him for the last time she noticed a small necklace wrapped around his fist. It was the necklace that Juuhachi-gou had ripped off her neck when she was a mere child. Tears began to flow swiftly down from her emerald eyes.
In a cry of rage she fell to her knees remembering all the hell that the androids had rained down upon her family and friends. And now, she could add her father to the list of persons engulfed in the androids' fiery path.
She grabbed the last few trinkets to remember her father by before she buried him: his sword, her necklace, and the jacket he had promised to hand down to her.
After she had left her father to the Earth, Katara headed back to her underground shelter. Emotions and flashbacks had gotten the best of her this time
As she headed through the door she noticed her grandmother knelt down in front of her bed praying for her son to be alright, or at least intact. Katara knelt down beside Bulma to tell her of what had happened. She held her grandmother as her emotions began to flow in agonizing pain and sorrow.