The Mount Paozu Horror: Meioh Setsumajin
Cell: (Typing on Microsoft) Jeez, well it IS 10 in the morn-
What'cha doing?
Cell: If you had been proof reading you'd notice all the mistakes I did, so I'm using Microsoft
to edit. God, you look messed up! Go ta sleep!
Who'll write this chapter?
Cell: Leave it to me. I got this.
But-
Cell: You're disturbed, I'm pure evil. No one's gonna know the difference.
Oookaaay. Thanks Seru-sama.
Cell: Oh, and this conversation-
Never happened.
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It was 3:00 in the AM as Gohan went into his mother's room. The fading moonlight flickered on
a large and cruelly sharp knife he'd spent an hour looking in the kitchen for. He had a thick
pillow from the couch in the living room so she couldn't make any sounds, not that anyone
would hear her. But his mother had a big mouth so who knows? He was going to stop this
sickness now, he didn't care who suffered. He walked slowly to her bedside. He then slammed
the pillow over her face and before she had a chance to scream, he was about to slash her
stomach when he dropped the knife. Someone was watching. He didn't particularly
want anyone watching this.
" I'm doing what you asked. Why can't you leave me alone? " he asked. His body hunched
over his mother's in position to stab.
" Because I want to make sure you do this. "
" I don't want to but I have to, don't I? "
" You already are. She's suffocating. " And indeed, his mother was slowly losing conciseness.
" Leave. I want to be alone. "
" As you wish. " said a light skinned girl in a blue long, flowing gown with pearls sown at the
bodice. She wore no shoes, just white socks with platinum and gold rings at the tops. Her name
was Setsumajin Meioh, the last entity to plague Gohan this night. She heard the muffled
screams come from the room she stood next to and a small string of blood fly and hit the
ground. Gohan walked out of the room with the knife tinted almost to the hilt with blood. His
mother's blood.
" Excellent job my boy! " Setsumajin said and gave a little clap. Gohan just looked at her and
scowled. She--and other's had just made him murder and he wanted to know why.
" Why do you want the child dead? "
" Because, it wasn't meant to be. " Setsumajin said almost sympathetically.
" Wasn't meant to be?! What's that supposed to mean?! " Gohan demanded almost dropping
the knife.
" The child wasn't meant to be born. We thought it was you, but we were wrong when the
second was made. "
" So the child was meant to die? "
" Yes... We shall haunt you no longer, sorry for this... inconvenience. " And the girl vanished.
Gohan threw the knife over the stairs and it was embedded in the floor. He went into his room
and flopped down on the bed and started to cry before bursting out in an insane fit of laughter.
He started sobbing and rocking back and forth until he fell asleep at 4:00AM.
Gohan woke up again at 7:00AM. He went to his mother's room and the first thing he noticed
was that the knife from the night before was gone. Gohan blinked a few times the went into his
mother's room. And--surprise--she was alive! Sleep, but definitely alive. Gohan went back in
his room.
Is it gonna start over? Will they break their promise and haunt me more?! he thought. He then
heard scratching coming from his closet door. He went over and before he could open it, it
burst open to a dark void.
" I changed my mind, it WAS you! " And dark hands shot out and grabbed Gohan and
dragged him in. The house next door disappeared.
And this was the last anyone would hear or see of Gohan for the next six years.
_~Owari?!~_
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Cell: * Cracks fingers * There! I call that revenge!
But did he die?
Cell: Yes and no. He was killed when pulled into the void but brought back for Majin Buu.
....You think anyone will get that?
Cell: Not likely, but it is like something you would write.
Yeaaah, it is. Shall I edit?
Cell: Go 'head. * Yawns * Mornin'.
Mornin'.
Only1-chan
Cell: (Typing on Microsoft) Jeez, well it IS 10 in the morn-
What'cha doing?
Cell: If you had been proof reading you'd notice all the mistakes I did, so I'm using Microsoft
to edit. God, you look messed up! Go ta sleep!
Who'll write this chapter?
Cell: Leave it to me. I got this.
But-
Cell: You're disturbed, I'm pure evil. No one's gonna know the difference.
Oookaaay. Thanks Seru-sama.
Cell: Oh, and this conversation-
Never happened.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was 3:00 in the AM as Gohan went into his mother's room. The fading moonlight flickered on
a large and cruelly sharp knife he'd spent an hour looking in the kitchen for. He had a thick
pillow from the couch in the living room so she couldn't make any sounds, not that anyone
would hear her. But his mother had a big mouth so who knows? He was going to stop this
sickness now, he didn't care who suffered. He walked slowly to her bedside. He then slammed
the pillow over her face and before she had a chance to scream, he was about to slash her
stomach when he dropped the knife. Someone was watching. He didn't particularly
want anyone watching this.
" I'm doing what you asked. Why can't you leave me alone? " he asked. His body hunched
over his mother's in position to stab.
" Because I want to make sure you do this. "
" I don't want to but I have to, don't I? "
" You already are. She's suffocating. " And indeed, his mother was slowly losing conciseness.
" Leave. I want to be alone. "
" As you wish. " said a light skinned girl in a blue long, flowing gown with pearls sown at the
bodice. She wore no shoes, just white socks with platinum and gold rings at the tops. Her name
was Setsumajin Meioh, the last entity to plague Gohan this night. She heard the muffled
screams come from the room she stood next to and a small string of blood fly and hit the
ground. Gohan walked out of the room with the knife tinted almost to the hilt with blood. His
mother's blood.
" Excellent job my boy! " Setsumajin said and gave a little clap. Gohan just looked at her and
scowled. She--and other's had just made him murder and he wanted to know why.
" Why do you want the child dead? "
" Because, it wasn't meant to be. " Setsumajin said almost sympathetically.
" Wasn't meant to be?! What's that supposed to mean?! " Gohan demanded almost dropping
the knife.
" The child wasn't meant to be born. We thought it was you, but we were wrong when the
second was made. "
" So the child was meant to die? "
" Yes... We shall haunt you no longer, sorry for this... inconvenience. " And the girl vanished.
Gohan threw the knife over the stairs and it was embedded in the floor. He went into his room
and flopped down on the bed and started to cry before bursting out in an insane fit of laughter.
He started sobbing and rocking back and forth until he fell asleep at 4:00AM.
Gohan woke up again at 7:00AM. He went to his mother's room and the first thing he noticed
was that the knife from the night before was gone. Gohan blinked a few times the went into his
mother's room. And--surprise--she was alive! Sleep, but definitely alive. Gohan went back in
his room.
Is it gonna start over? Will they break their promise and haunt me more?! he thought. He then
heard scratching coming from his closet door. He went over and before he could open it, it
burst open to a dark void.
" I changed my mind, it WAS you! " And dark hands shot out and grabbed Gohan and
dragged him in. The house next door disappeared.
And this was the last anyone would hear or see of Gohan for the next six years.
_~Owari?!~_
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cell: * Cracks fingers * There! I call that revenge!
But did he die?
Cell: Yes and no. He was killed when pulled into the void but brought back for Majin Buu.
....You think anyone will get that?
Cell: Not likely, but it is like something you would write.
Yeaaah, it is. Shall I edit?
Cell: Go 'head. * Yawns * Mornin'.
Mornin'.
Only1-chan
