Hi all, Chapter 15 and kickin'!!!: As you know this is my first attempt at a DBZ romance so I'm like…. So totally excited here!! Hehehe! But anyhow, lets get this Rollin'. Well, as you might have guessed it…I am not through yet! I have so much more to go till this ficcy is done!

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Chapter Fifteen









"Hey Yolanda!" Maggie called from her station. "Want to come with us later on after work!? We're going to Charlie's for karaoke tonight" her smile spoke of her excitement.

Yolanda did want to go. Kami knew she did. She loved to dance the night away, drinking beer, and singing the night away at the karaoke stand. Yolanda smiled despite

the cruel fact that she had to work the early shirt tomorrow and for the rest of the week. So, with a heavy heart, she smiled her best "Naw, its cool" smile. "Naw, its cool. I got to get up early tomorrow. The boss has got me working from 6 till 4 tomorrow" when she said that sift, Maggie cringed. As did the rest of the RN's.



Maggie pouted, "Awwww, well, alright then. But your missing out ya know" she winked playfully. "Johnny with be there. Has been dying to see you again" she added with a sly grin, hoping the mention of Yolanda's crush would sweeten the deal. It did, but Maggie could tell Yolanda was set in her ways.



Yolanda pouted, knowing his cute butt would be flashing her all night long. Just as it always did when he popped in a few beers. "No, I still can't. You know for a fact Magalia that I can't go" Yolanda called Maggie by her first name for a reason. She knew that Maggie would take her seriously because she only called Maggie "Magalia" when she was mad, in a bad mood, or serious.



Maggie made a face, "Okay, fine, suit yourself. But if you change your mind then come on down to Charlie's. We'll be the group singing off-key up on stage during Karaoke time." Maggie winks again.



Yolanda smiles tiredly at her 3-year long friend, knowing that she might give in if she couldn't sleep. Packing up her things, she says her last goodbyes to her friends and co-workings, then heads out the door.





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Yolanda walked the small street along the hospital to the garage next door. For the past year she and all her friends have parked there in the same garage. She liked it there. She didn't have to walk far and it saved her an extra 5 minutes if she needed to put on her make-up in a hurry. It was also a lifesaver for when it rained or snowed to the point where she would end up soaked.



Hearing her own footfalls against the concrete floor of the Hospital's garage. When Yolanda got to her car, or the place where her car once was, a stand with a large note was taped to it. It read:



Dear owner of the Honda Civic,

Because of the add-on and current cut backs in auto placement. There will be a

New garage build on the other side of the Hospital for the nurses, nurses aids', and interns. We have arranged for your car and all the other cars of the followings to park in a temporarily garage. Sorry for the inconvenience, but we must relocate the vehicles

To its new location one block down.



Thank you for your time,

The Head of the Board.



Yolanda couldn't believe what she just read. How dare they do this to her, but what could she do? All she could was wait it out until the new garage on the other side of the hospital is build. Frowning while in her thoughts, she started to walk to the new location that was about a block from the hospital.

Walking along the desolate alleyway that was behind the hospital, it was dark and eerie. Casting illuminating shadows that seem to dance as the slight wind whipped around Yolanda. Yolanda swallowed down a chunk of saliva. She hated this place. To her, it screamed hacksaw murder around the corner or a psycho rapist preying on his unsuspecting victim. Yolanda picked up her pace, fear started to dwell in her heart.

Half way through, she began to slow her pace a little, letting her lungs fill with air again.

"Maybe it's just me? I shouldn't have watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre last night" she said, laughing nervously to herself as she rounded the corner.



From where she was walking now, she saw the garage on the far corner to the right. Yolanda sighed a sigh of relief. "As soon as I get home, I'm taking a hot bubble bath" she said to herself, picking up her pace once more. Just when she was about to reach the enterance to the garage, voices that seemed to echo, tickled her ears as they swept all around her. These voices made her gasp and her heart began to race as she listened to their frightening words:



"Run"

"Get away from here while you can"

"Hide!!"

"He's coming!!"

"Its to late…"



Yolanda looked around her wildly, looking for the source of the voices. But all she could see was nothing but emptiness and a few cars parked. Gulping down her fear, she rushed to her Honda on shaky knees. With shaky hands, Yolanda somehow got out her keys, unlocked the door, and quickly got into her car. Sweat poured from her face. Breathing heavily, she sat there for a long while, trying to calm her nerves before she drove away.

Yolanda put the ignition key in, preparing to start. But just when she was about to turn, an evil laugh flooded in and out of the little Honda Civic Yolanda owned. Yolanda's heart raced. Her breath quickened and her mouth went dry. When she opened her mouth, only a faint whisper came out. Yolanda's eyes were wide as full moons as her attacker clasp his black-gloved hand over her mouth. Un-noticed tears flowed from her cheeks as the attack put his lips to her ear, whispering just loud enough for her to hear.

"Death welcomes you"

Yolanda did that time tried to scream, but his hand stopped the scream from its eerie echo. Yolanda tried to struggle, but he held her tight. She fought again. And again. She was growing tired, but she knew if she didn't fight, she would die. Just when Yolanda had found a way around his hand, she felt an horrible pain shoot through her.

Yolanda looked down to the source, totally in shock. She wanted to scream because she saw a foot long knife in her chest. The point to the base of where the skin and the blade met was covered in blood. Crimson blood gushed from the wound. Yolanda was becoming dizzy, feeling her whole world spin and about to darken. The hand was off her mouth now, she clawed at the door, trying to pry it open. It popped open with a hiss. Yolanda fell to the ground. Pain and agony shot through her entire being as she tried to crawl for help.



Behind her, she could laughing and footfalls. Light footfalls that are barely noticeable.

"Delaying your fate, I see. I commend you for fighting. I really do." The Watcher stepped on her back, causing the knife to dig deeper into the already fatal wound.



Yolanda's mouth was dripping with wet blood. As she crawled, she left a trail of blood in her wake, indicating she was slowly bleeding to death. Yolanda, after much struggle, her strength was not gone. Laying on her side, the blade protruding from her back and stomach, her breathing become shallow and hallowed out. She looked up at her attacker. She saw he was standing over her with a even wicked knife in his clutched black-gloved fist.



He smirked, chuckling as he bent down to lift her up. "I'm sorry, but I need you" and then with a evil grin on his face, he took a hold of her matted hair and then sliced her throat from ear to ear. Blood flowed from the wound, dripped to the ground in a pool that started to grow as her blood fell to the cement ground.



The Watcher carried her lifeless body to her car, placing her in the seat. With an evil smile playing on his thin lips, he took her blood, leaving his trademark for the world to see.











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