DISCLAIMER - I do not own DragonBall Z, and those characters and events
therein. They are all the property of some big company, probably AIC or
Pioneer. I heard that somewhere. As such, I expect to receive no money or
other fringe benefits. This work is done completely for entertainment.
Thanks to myself for having such a brilliant mind, and for being able to produce this fic, and also to Simon Willshire, proofreader and friend.
If you want to contact me, my address is chosen_one123@hotmail.com. I also have MSN Messenger, so add me!
Chapter Five - Saviour
Time is relative. What may seem like five minutes to one person will seem like three hours to another. This strange time dilation occurs mainly when a person is under a lot of stress, or under none at all, hence the expression "time flies when you're having fun".
Right now 18 was under a lot of stress. She had changed her mind from homicidal to life-preserving in a little under a hundredth of a second, and now the chi blast she had directed at Krillin's semiconscious body was slowly making its way towards his death. 18 raised her hands to divert it, but it was like moving through extra thick tar. The chi blast was changing direction slightly, but it had to move more. It would still harm Krillin if it carried straight on now.
18 put more energy into her control of the blast. It would be more responsive to her now. She gestured skywards, and the red ball of energy changed its trajectory a bit more.
Come on, come on, move, she thought.
The chi blast came round in a big arc and flew horizontal over the water until it hit a nearby island, which promptly exploded.
But not before deeply grazing Krillin's chest. 18 looked in horror at the bloody mess that was the nightmare of her thoughts. It was pumping blood quite rapidly. It was spreading out over the sand, already now a large red circle of disgust. Krillin, now unconscious, was dying.
"No. Not like this. Not now. Not him." Her shaky voice was almost silent.
18 picked him up and took him inside quickly but gently. She lay him down on the couch and hurried to the bathroom for some wet towels. She returned and gently laid them on the wound. Then she went to see if there was anything else that could help.
Upon opening the bathroom cabinet, she noticed a small brown bag. She opened it. There were beans inside. They must be those senzu beans. There were only two. She brought these down quickly and knelt down besides Krillin. She placed one bean inside his mouth, closed it and rubbed his throat to make him swallow it.
Come on, swallow it. Don't die on me now.
He swallowed.
Then he did nothing.
Then he stirred, groaned and opened his eyes. His first sight was of 18. He would have been worried, had it not been for that look of pure concern on her face. He smiled slightly and closed his eyes again. He knew he was safe. He couldn't possibly explain how he knew, he just did.
"No. Don't sleep. Stay with me," 18 said. "Please stay with me. If you die, I don't know what I'll do."
She shook him gently, causing him to wake up. She lifted the towels slowly off him. Blood covered the towels. The gash however was no longer bleeding. It was just a deep cut now, needing stitches.
"Are you all right Krillin?"
"18," Krillin said slowly, "why?"
"I." 18 paused. "I don't know. When I imagined you hurt I didn't like it. It wasn't just the sight of someone injured. It was you being hurt that terrified me."
"Oh," Krillin smiled. He tried to get up but the effort was just too much for him. He fell back.
"Stay there," 18 said. "You need rest. Get some sleep. I'll get you a blanket."
She got up and fetched a blanket. She laid it over him, pulled over a footstool and sat on it.
"Goodnight Krillin," she said. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Krillin smiled and relaxed. He soon drifted off to sleep. 18 stayed there. She never moved, just stayed leaning forwards, resting her elbows on her knees. Watching him.
Thanks to myself for having such a brilliant mind, and for being able to produce this fic, and also to Simon Willshire, proofreader and friend.
If you want to contact me, my address is chosen_one123@hotmail.com. I also have MSN Messenger, so add me!
Chapter Five - Saviour
Time is relative. What may seem like five minutes to one person will seem like three hours to another. This strange time dilation occurs mainly when a person is under a lot of stress, or under none at all, hence the expression "time flies when you're having fun".
Right now 18 was under a lot of stress. She had changed her mind from homicidal to life-preserving in a little under a hundredth of a second, and now the chi blast she had directed at Krillin's semiconscious body was slowly making its way towards his death. 18 raised her hands to divert it, but it was like moving through extra thick tar. The chi blast was changing direction slightly, but it had to move more. It would still harm Krillin if it carried straight on now.
18 put more energy into her control of the blast. It would be more responsive to her now. She gestured skywards, and the red ball of energy changed its trajectory a bit more.
Come on, come on, move, she thought.
The chi blast came round in a big arc and flew horizontal over the water until it hit a nearby island, which promptly exploded.
But not before deeply grazing Krillin's chest. 18 looked in horror at the bloody mess that was the nightmare of her thoughts. It was pumping blood quite rapidly. It was spreading out over the sand, already now a large red circle of disgust. Krillin, now unconscious, was dying.
"No. Not like this. Not now. Not him." Her shaky voice was almost silent.
18 picked him up and took him inside quickly but gently. She lay him down on the couch and hurried to the bathroom for some wet towels. She returned and gently laid them on the wound. Then she went to see if there was anything else that could help.
Upon opening the bathroom cabinet, she noticed a small brown bag. She opened it. There were beans inside. They must be those senzu beans. There were only two. She brought these down quickly and knelt down besides Krillin. She placed one bean inside his mouth, closed it and rubbed his throat to make him swallow it.
Come on, swallow it. Don't die on me now.
He swallowed.
Then he did nothing.
Then he stirred, groaned and opened his eyes. His first sight was of 18. He would have been worried, had it not been for that look of pure concern on her face. He smiled slightly and closed his eyes again. He knew he was safe. He couldn't possibly explain how he knew, he just did.
"No. Don't sleep. Stay with me," 18 said. "Please stay with me. If you die, I don't know what I'll do."
She shook him gently, causing him to wake up. She lifted the towels slowly off him. Blood covered the towels. The gash however was no longer bleeding. It was just a deep cut now, needing stitches.
"Are you all right Krillin?"
"18," Krillin said slowly, "why?"
"I." 18 paused. "I don't know. When I imagined you hurt I didn't like it. It wasn't just the sight of someone injured. It was you being hurt that terrified me."
"Oh," Krillin smiled. He tried to get up but the effort was just too much for him. He fell back.
"Stay there," 18 said. "You need rest. Get some sleep. I'll get you a blanket."
She got up and fetched a blanket. She laid it over him, pulled over a footstool and sat on it.
"Goodnight Krillin," she said. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Krillin smiled and relaxed. He soon drifted off to sleep. 18 stayed there. She never moved, just stayed leaning forwards, resting her elbows on her knees. Watching him.
