Descending
By: Panny Plan
Summary: Gohan is a evil saiyan. He goes to Earth. Yadada. He meets a girl and takes her as his slave. Hehehe.
Descending Down By ????
I'm descending down the railroad.
I can't turnback.
Your dragging me with you, and I don't want that.
You can't tell that I'm right
But I can tell you that your wrong.
Don't kill yourself over me.
I'm just happy, standing over like.
Chapter 8 ::The Guy::
A/N: hehe. Hey guys. I wanted to make the rest of the chapters long, so i'm going to do my best with that, okay? Good. Now I don't have any anonocemnets, exept I can't spell, so you can't kill me. hehe. It's half this keyboard. it's so hard to push down....
*****Chapter 8 begins!
Videl sat on the edge of her bed, starring in the blank photograph. SHe stroked the stainless steal picture frame, holding back the tears that came too often everynight. Everynight that she shed tears, out of pity. OUt of anger. Out of feeling all hope was lost.
SHe wanted someone to comfort her. Put an arm around her, hug her, and tell her everything was alright. That nothing else was going to happen. The worst was already done.
But she knew better than to beleive that. She knew so much better. Her father had taught her that, to never let words fool you. That words are meaning less. (big talk for Hercules) Videl sniffed, looking back to the picture that was tucked so neatly behind the glass of the silver frame.
A tear rolled off her chin, and dripped onto the smooth glass. More tears ran down the same road, hitting the glass, creating small pools of water. Videl stiffened a cry. More silent tears rolled down her cheeks, but she paid no attention to them. She was to busy caught in a world of memories to even notice that she was tembling.
Videl set the picture carefully back on her night stand, looking frantically around her room. SHe raised her left hand to wipe her face dry. SHe looked down at herself, already in a tee shirt and sweat pants, she pulled off the sheets of the bed.
They were a lavendar silk, which felt so good against videl's hot skin. SHe propped herself up with one hand, and reached over to her lamp. It had flowers on the shade, that danced around the half lit room. SHe pulled down the one trigger that refected the light in the room. the room went dark--silent. SHe shivered slightly, pulling the covers up to her shoulders, burring her head in the thick nest of silk.
she slowly started to drift into a sleep, her eyes fixed on the picture frame. Her eyelids were heavy. They drooped slower and slower, covering the blue beauty of her eyes. Videl finally well into the devil's trance. The moonlight poared in, exposing her tear streaked, now sleeping face.
The picture sat, happily, yet sadly on her night stand, starring back at the Videl. THe steal had finger prints smeared over it, while the glass was soaking wet from the huge wave of tears. There, two people sat, smiling back at the sad room, waving, happily, no idea what was really happening. Or what was going to happen.
Videl sat, three or four, in her mother's lap, her face covered from ice cream. Her face was so sweet and cheerful. Videl's mother sat, waving, holding on to Videl. SHe wore a popular purple shirt, her hair was a curly wave, sending it in every direction. She wore a silver locket, that had her innicails carved on it. V.S. Vivian. Vivian Satan. SHe had it made after they were married. Well--Hercules did as a wedding present. Until she died, giving birth to they young and cheerful Videl Satan.
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The sun poared in, streaking past her window, and onto her bed and face. Videl groaned, as she shifted herself, wanting not to wake up. SHe wanted to keep on sleeping. She turned over to her side, and looked out. The sun immediatly blinded her.
COvering her eyes, she stumbled out of the silky sheets, and into her cotton robe. The robe was more of a bath robe than a house robe, being a towl type material, white, and a familar spot where Erasa spilt juice on it. She laughed to herself, remembering the spot was perminate.
Stuffing her feet into her house shoes, she walked to her door, not even bothering to look in the mirror. SHe already knew how she looked. she looked the same everday. For five years, nothing about her face had changed. She just wished--no, hoped--one day, she would wake up, feeling completely different, look into the mirror, and look completly different.
She walked down the stairs, grudging down the steps, taking her time so she wouldn't slip and fall on her butt and break her neck. She reached the bottom, then grabbed onto the railing. The floor was waxed, a slippery cherry wood.
"Maria must have waxed already." Videl mumbled. SHe looked around, for something with a solid bottom to help her across the floor. She heared a voice in the kitchen. SHe smiled, and began to take small steps onto the floor. She had learned not to try to glide after Maria waxed. If you did, you would end up in the hospital with a few broken bones.
She took her time, walking, taking little baby stepps, as if her father had just taught her how to walk before he left. She came to the kitchen, to see two familiar faces, looking around the room.
"HEy Krillin. Hey Yamcha. What are you doing here so early?" Videl stalked in, taking a seat in the third chair. The butler came around and stood next to her.
"And what will you be having today, miss Videl?" he asked, slightly smiling. Videl smiled back.
"THe usual." (pancakes, baccon, hasbrowns, buiscuts, ect.) Videl smiled sadly and looked down at her hands, which were twisted together in a large knot in her lap. Much like the knot in her stomach.
"Training lessons. Remember Videl? I kept my promise. Bright and early!" Krillin smiled, giving her a light punch on the arm. Videl laughed nervously and rubbed her arm.
'Yeah. You sure did. Bright and early. hehe." She looked over to Yamcha who was looking at her, just like Krillin was. "Did you guys already eat?"
Yamcha nodded, but didn't take his eyes off of her. (A/N: please please please! myself: don't make yamcha like her! bye!) He nodded and cleared his throat. "Yes. We did. SO, how'd you sleep?"
Videl rubbed her eyes, flicking away loose eyelashes and crust. "Fine. You guys?"
Krillin looked over at the butler who was now bringing out her breakfast. videl smiled again up at the butler. "Thank you, Dennis."
Dennis smiled, bowed slightly for Videl, and left the room. Videl looked down at her steaming plate, and then up again. She silghed heavily, and pushed the plate forward.
Krillin looked up at her, with sympathy and concern in his eyes. "What's the matter?"
"My stomach's in a knot." She leaned back in her chair and sighed again. "I lost my appitet."
"No, no no. Every young warrior need her protein. Now eat up. Before it gets cold." Krillin smiled in her direction, and pushed the plate back towards her. Videl smiled at Krillin's father like gesture, and slowly dragged out her fork.
She ate quicker than she imagened though, the knot in her stomach slowly reducing as she ate, but never dissapearing. She felt odd. She felt strange.
videl finished her breakfast, and stood out of her chair. she yawned, covering her mouth halfway. Her insides were cramped, and she knew she needed her daily spar. She stretched her sore stomach, and smiled at the two men.
"Well, I guess I better go and get dressed if I want to go and have my daily spar!" SHe scratched the back of her head, and smiled sheepishly. "Be right back!" she ran out of the kitchen, completely forgetting about the waxed floors.
she slipped, and fell on her butt, but she was gliding across the floor. She looked up, with little stars in veiw, and saw the staircase. Before thinking, she hopped up, floating an inch off of the floor. Now, why didn't she think of flying before? kami, she was so stupid!
SHe levitated up the stairs, half her legs being so sore, and half being to lazy to get down and walk. SHe reached her bedroom, and opened the door.
She walked across the room, leaving her robe by the dresser. SHe strode over to her closet, in search for something able to spar in. She found what she was looking for. A white shirt, that wasn't small, but it wasn't the biggest thing in the world. She settled with spandex shorts, (like her normal outfit, k?) and tied her hair into the pigtails that she neatly wore everyday.
She walked out of her room, smiling at herself for no appernt reason. She walked back downstairs. She reached the bottom, and walked briskly across. Even though she was wearing her boots, she still didn't want to risk falling flat on her face again, so she walked quickly. she found Yamcha and Krillin right where she left them.
"You ready Videl?"
Videl smiled, and dug her fingernails in her battle gloves. "You bet i am!"
Krillin gave a small nod in response. Yamcha led them out of the house, and onto the huge estate's backyard.
They traveld and bit father in the pool, although not minding if they were thrown in.
The air was dry, the sun beat down at noon. There was no breeze in the air at all. It was just hot, dry, and heat. Yamcha stood by a tree for shade, watching the sparring lesson between krillin and videl to begin.
Videl took her fighting stance. "Bring all you got."
Krillin followed her, by bending his knees and holding up his arms in defense. "Alright. Here I come, ready or not." (A/N: ??????)
Videl smirked, her smirk growing larger by the second. She charged forward, thrusting a wave of punches, and kicks at him. He blocked them with no difficutly. Videl saw how easily she was growing dim, while he was just as fine as he was when they began. She grew angry, a rustle of white air surronded her. She started to throw ki blast at him. He was so taken back by her change of mood, that he forgot to block them.
Her mood was sweet, and just a simple spar. Now she was angry, fighting the kinds of battles she should be fighting when fighting an enemy. The saiyans.
"That's it Videl!" Krillin cheered her on. She had to learn how to bring out this power more often, or else she wouldn't have a chance against the saiyans. (still doesn't...) "Bring it all ot. I just hurt Yamcha." videl threw her attacks harder. "I just hurt your friends." Videl growled, and sent more attacks at him. "I just hurt your father."
Videl let out a loud scream, shattering the eardrums of Krillin and yamcha. Videl charged forward, kneeling her knee into his stomach, quickly turning around and doing an uppercut on him. He hit the ground heavily, going about ten feet into the soft soil.
Krillin came out, weak and bruised, starring at Videl. Half his eyes full of horror, half full of admiration. "great videl. Really great."
Videl powered down, smiling big and wide. "You think so Krilling? YOu really think so?"
"Yes I do. Now could you give me a senzu bean? I do think I need one." Krillin said, eyeing one of his bruses.
Videl nodded, and pulled out a small brown pouch. SHe smiled and reached in for the last one. "Hehe. I guess i better visit korrin soon, what do you think?"
Krillin nodded, and chewed on the bean. He closed his eyes for a moment, obviously allowing the bean to do it's job. He opened his eyes agian, smiling. "That was very good videl. Train harder, and you might be able to stall them long enough so we can steal a ship.'
Videl nodded. "Right."
The tops of the trees blew feircly. Leaves started to fall like rain from the sky. The pool was producing huge waves that could swallow a child up in a second. Videl clung onto the ground. The wind was just getting feircer and harder by the second.
She looked over to her yard, which little twigs and weak trees were leaving the ground to be blown around in the wind. Just as if went to it's highest point--
It stopped. videl stood up, making sure the ground wouldn't leave under her feet and looked around. Leaves where in the pool, scatteredd everywhere. Videl looked around for Yamcha and Krillin. "Something's happened. What the hell was that?"
"They saiyans. They're here."
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A/N: I wanted to rename the chapter something else, and make it a major cliffhanger, but since I'm so super nice, I'll let you continue reading. Hope you like Chpt 8, part 2!
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Videl looked over to Krillin. He was staring straight forward, frowning. He didn't look to happy. videl looked over to Yamcha, who was wearing the same type of expression on his face. They felt another familiar ki.
"Tien..."
Tien appeared, wearing his usaual one strap green fighting gi. He was pulling his red wristbands on his wrists as he approached.
Tien looked up, and seeing his friends, he smiled. "Hey guys. Did you feel that thing too?"
Nobody answered him. They all were looking at the sky, searching for the answer. Krillin sniffed, as if he was trying to smell them. His eyes glared, a silver black, and glazed over Videl and the other two men. "Kami's lookout. Hurry. They'er there."
Videl nodded, and she and the others took off, with Krillin in the lead. Krillin kept his eyes focused, on nothing inpittcular, just the never ending sky infront of him. Ki's flared up. Krillin felt his stomach tie into a knot and his stomach sink. He felt Kami. He felt Dende. He felt--everything and more. so much more. He couldn't handle all of the pain, all of the horror.
Kami's lookout came into view. He dived down, hoping to get a better look at what is happening through the clouds. And then he looked at the ground.
A huge ship had crashed, along with several small pods. small pods they needed to get to. There were men standing near the pods, obviously protecting them. They had brown fury tails wrapped around their waists.
Videl flew up next to him, and gasped. A man, wearing a long black cape and had spikey black hair was floating above them. He was--laughing?!? Laughing? How could he be lauging at a time like this? Then she noticed the fury tail.
"A-are those saiyans?"
Yamcha and Tien made it by now. "yes Videl." Yamcha's voice was unsteady and sounded gloomy. "Those are saiyans."
They watched, surprised the saiyans couldn't sense them there when they arrived. Videl noticed the small machines they wore over their left eye and ear. SHe saw two men. Destroying kami. Killing Dende. Both had black hair. One was spiked in every direction, while the other was just short and spiked up a bit. Two other men, also with black hair, stood behind them, watching the rubble being torn away.
THe older one had hair much like the first man. The second one had long, hair, that was messy and needed to be groomed badly. Videl looked over back to the two men fighting. They were the only one's fighting. Out of a whole army. THe only two.
She saw Dende fall. Then kami. If Kami was dead--the dragon balls were gone. And that ment that no more wishes. Not even to restore earth to it's original state. Or close enough.
But that one man. That one guy. The guy. The guy that Videl couldn't take her eyes off of. He smiled, patted the second man on the back, and stopped. He looked up, and around. Then tapped the side of his machine on his face.
His eyes slowly wandered over to videl. Their eyes met. He was the one smirking. Not her. THe battle began that moment. As the saiyans turned toward the small group, floating over the once kami's lookout...
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A/N: I know! I'm evil! SO is this chapter long enough for you? it took me only two days to write! ANd I had major writers block! I'd like to thank my friend Melissa for giving me the inspirtation for this story in the first place! Any way, I'll write more later. Next Chapter: Chapter 9 ::The Girl:: hehehe. So, I hope this chapter was descriptive. Tell me if I should write more like this or like my other ones. Read and review please!
luv,
panny-plan