:::Dream Maker:::
Chapter 2: New Awakening
I awoke with pain, my eyes still not opened. *What happened?* I wondered. I suddenly felt watched. I opened my eyes. I really did try to scream, but the noise wasn't coming out. SOMETHING was leaning over me. At the moment I really couldn't tell you what.
It was filling my entire vision, and I freaked out. Practically all I could see was GREEN. The creature seemed startled, then looked at me coldly. "It's about time you woke up." The voice was deep and burly, I nearly passed out when I heard it. "It can speak??" I wondered aloud, still awakening from being knocked out. "Of course I can speak!" It said angrily at me. I tried to stay awake, to find out what in the world was going on, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. My eyes fluttered shut as I heard two last words: "Oh, brother."
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I awoke with another shocking amount of pain, and groaned. My back was aching and my neck was way out of whack. I thought carefully, trying to remember what had happened last. *Oh, no! I forgot about that thing!* I thought snapping my eyes open and attempting to stand up. Bad idea, I was blasted with a huge dose of pain in my lower back. "AAAH!" *Shut up, you fool, that thing will hear you!* I told myself. I took a deep breath, trying to figure out my escape. *I'm not going to be much good there if I can't even move...* I stayed there staring at the blue sky ahead. What choice did I have? None. I sat there now more cautiously, I thought I had heard something. I didn't move half an inch, I just listened. But I couldn't hear anything. Just the wind.
But then I heard it again. Like some kind of rustling of a sort. Like... cloth? I stared blankly again. *What is that?* I thought, now getting more worried than anything. I heard a thud next, I slowly turned my head to my left side. My mind went blank for a moment. What was going on? Why was there a basket of fruit by my side? I stared tempted at the basket of fruit, only now had I realized how hungry I was. "Why don't you just eat it?" I jumped then howled in pain from my movements. Aching, I scratched together my last piece of pride and demanded of the voice: "Who are you?" I didn't hear anything for a long time. Just the rustling of the wind. I refused to eat the fruit, even though I didn't voice it. Why should I sacrifice my last piece of dignity to this creature? I heard a sigh in the background. I thought it had left by now, it was so quiet.
"You're quite the stubborn one, aren't you?" I chuckled evily, "You pretty much brought that among yourself." I heard the creature take a deep breath again. "Just eat the darn fruit. It's not like it's poisoned." I had to suppress my laughter. I needed to act cool at this game. "How am I supposed to know that?" The creature sounded insulted and even snorted.
"I wouldn't bother poisoning it if I wanted to kill you... I could destroy you in about 3/4 of a second from here. "Prove it." I said smugly. I heard foot-steps my way and immediately regretted my words. What if he was serious? The foot-steps stopped and I turned my head to the right. I gasped in amazement and shock. The fact that this creature was green hardly mattered anymore. This thing was BUILT. I'd never seen such power in flesh! All I could focus on was how powerful those arms looked. This guy was serious about the whole 3/4 of a second thing. But didn't such power make him slow? How could he possibly kill me in 3/4 of a second if he was so... well, huge. I mean not only was there not a single shred of fat or weakness in his body, he was also as tall as a Red Wood... a very green Red Wood. His hands were almost as big as my head!
I slowly focused onto his face, after a long stare at those powerful arms. His face was VERY defined. Sharp cheek-bones, a medium sized chin, also a little sharp looking, and a fairly long pointy nose. I then looked up at the top of his head, having to crane my neck for some ways because he was so tall. Noticing he had antenna, I quickly focused onto something else. The next thing I noticed was his wardrobe. A purple-ish blue colored tank-top that almost looked like one of those muscle shirts, and a light-blue cloth belt around his waste, along with pants that seemed fitted at his top, then gradually flared out towards the middle, and ended fitted well around his ankles, and they were also the purple-ish blue color.
He had some very interesting looking shoes on, they almost seemed elf-ish, like he had picked them up at some ancient forest, and they were a tan color. The last of his wardrobe were these strange pieces of cloth that fit around his wrists... I hadn't a clue what those were for, and they were light-blue like his belt.
I looked at his arms once again, they looked so powerful... but strange. Large pink spots were located where his main muscles should be, and they had reddish but very fine stripes running across them, along with similar looking ones but dark green running across the other parts of his arms. His arms were crossed, so I couldn't see much of his hands, but I could see a couple fingers, long and slender... even they looked powerful. His long fingernails looked strong, and almost manicured. Finally looking back up to his head, I realized he had no hair.
Not a single hair on his entire body... not even eyebrows, just ridges. And last, but not least, I looked at his eyes.
Cold, dead looking eyes that were pure black, they had no iris, just a pupil... but yet they somehow seemed to reflect wisdom. The wisdom of an old man, concealed within the body of lean-mean-muscle-machine. I couldn't even speak, not only was this guy seriously buff, but smart... or at least that's what I believe, looking at those dead eyes.
"Enough proof?" The deep burly voice boomed again. I nodded my head slowly, still in awe. "Good, now eat." He said coldly un-crossing his arms and turned to walk away. "Wait..." I stuttered, barely gathering enough courage to speak up. "Who are you?" But he kept walking, as if he hadn't heard me, but I knew that he had to have, even though it hadn't really caught my eyes before, he also had long pointed goblin looking ears, and I couldn't imagine such huge ears to be that worthless. To my surprise, he actually stopped, but never turned around. "Who I am is none of your concern. It's no concern to any weak human." I felt like I had been slapped. Weak? WEAK? I thought long and hard about what the green man had said. Yes, I was weak compared to him, but did he really have to point that out? No. I eventually managed to sit up, just noticing that there was some sort of heavy white cloth draped around me. VERY heavy. But soft. I gulped down the fruit he had given me, reluctantly of course. It was better than I had expected... in fact, I was still half way expecting it to be poison. But it really was very good, even though I felt ashamed of eating something that someone went out of their way for. Why did I feel so ashamed of it? I couldn't figure it out. I tried to think of another circumstance where I had been ashamed to eat food, but nothing came up. In fact, nothing came up at all. *Wait a second...* I thought to myself, *Where am I from?* But yet again nothing was answered, just endless space through-out my mind. *How did I get here?* I tried to recall, but again, nothing but endless white. *...What's wrong with me?*
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(Chapter TWO! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm having a lot of fun here... AND YOU!?? What will become of this girls' memory? Why can't she remember anything? And will Piccolo leave her there to die, on occation bringing her yummy fruit?? Being hyper can do weird things to people, did you know that?!? I did!! Anyway, remember to REEEEEVIEW me! I love it lots, so don't give up!!!! MUST have feedback! And don't forget to read a soon-to-come chapter THREE of "Dream Maker"!! Have a nice day!!!!! And YES, I do realize that my chapters are kinda short, but work with me people!)