Mental


a DBZ fanfiction by Rivka Aes Sedai, Green Ajah (LadyRivka)


07: Death


Bulma was lazing around the laboratory, eating a chocolate-glazed donut. Frankly, she thought, with her talent, she shouldn't get any mistakes.


But then the EEG beeped, sharp spikes of brain waves showing up on the monitor. The donut fell from her mouth and onto the floor, leaving her open mouth dripping with saliva and crumbs.


She couldn't believe what the hell she was seeing.


"Ku-Kuririn? Are you all right?" were the first words to come out of her mouth. "It looks like a distress signal. Maybe we should bring you back."


Kuririn's head managed to shake a slight "no" on the table.


"I see. So you want to go down with the best of them? I guess I'll leave you alone for now." Bulma sighed.


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"YOU! GET THE FUCKING HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!" Kuririn screamed.


"Aha. First the blood, now the screams. Ever so bittersweet, wouldn't you say?" Dark Lady circled around his neck with the knife, watching his panicked eyes.


As quickly as his reflexes would allow, Kuririn knocked the knife out of the Dark Lady's hand, and ran, ran for his life. He saw the empty wheelchair, and just knew he had to find Dr. Gero before #18's mind would turn into a desolate wasteland.


He walked down corridors, aimlessly, his spirit not feeling anything.


Until...


A laboratory setting materialized in front of him. The mad doctor was holding Miki like a limp doll, a broken, bruised remnant of her former self.


#17, smirking evilly, stood behind Gero.


"So, you want my sister, eh? You can't have her, you bastard!" #17 started lunging at Kuririn, but Gero stopped him.


"Not now. When the time is right. We have preparations to make."


"Of course, Doctor," said the cyborg, sarcasm oozing through his voice.


"Now get back in your pod!"


"Yes, sir." #17 smirked.


The pod marked "17" opened, and the male cyborg stepped in.


Phew, thought Kuririn.


But then, in front of him, materialized Dark Lady.


"Are you ready, Doctor? I need Miki in my hands. She is to be loyal to you at all times, as am I."


"Of course. She will be like you, a Lilith, a lady of the night." With that, Gero grabbed a syringe of anesthetic and injected into her arm.


Oh, no! They're-they're going to cyborgate Miki! Kuririn could barely watch as Gero opened her up, hacked away at her bones and organs, and put cybernetic devices in their place.


"Phase One, complete," he sighed as he stitched the girl back up.


Miki awakened on the operating table...to discover she had purely metal legs, covered with a synthetic skin-like material.


"Get up and walk! Did I not promise you you would walk?"


"Yes, but where is my brother?" Her voice became pleading, urgent.


"You will know him when you see him, Miki," cackled the scientist.


Miki turned around.


There were her flesh-and-blood legs, still in the braces, severed, bloody, and floating in midair for all to see.


Miki screamed, and Kuririn almost threw up.


One word escaped Gero's lips.


"Beautiful..."


END CHAPTER 7


A/N: Lilith- a female demon in Judaic legend, said to steal the souls of infants in their sleep, and to become pregnant with incubi and succubi by the semen of men who masturbate or withdraw during sex.





Chapter 8- Can Kuririn save Miki?? Or is Fate too tangled? .