A/N: WAI, my reviews jumped from 9 to 17! O.O To my best reviewer ever,
Nyago, you'll just have to read on to find out (although the title's kinda
a dead giveaway... ^_^). To Rei Tamashii, I didn't literally mean the blood
thing as in if Goku gave someone a blood transfusion they could get it. I
meant it as someone who was born as a Son. Sorry for the confusion! ^_^*
Thanks also to blue-angel1204, M-chan, SSJ-Mirai-Trunks, krisha, and Mii-
chan!
Chapter 8: "Alive"
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Bulma took off her glasses and resisted the urge to throw them across the room. Instead she set them down by the computer and rubbed her eyes. Glancing at her watch, she realized it was 3 AM.
-I can't think straight anymore...- To confirm it, she looked up at the screen and it all blurred together into one mass of unidentifiable symbols. She trudged over to the bed and collapsed on it, taking a deep breath. She quickly set her alarm before she forgot.
-I'll get five hours... After that I need to kick butt and get it done...-
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She woke up suddenly and the first thought in her mind was that her alarm hadn't gone off. She looked down and realized she was 45 minutes late. She quickly jumped up and hit a button on the wall which activated her coffee- making robot. She placed herself in front of her computer and rubbed her eyes quickly to get them used to the light.
She glared out the window when she heard some birds singing happily in the nearby trees, -It's not fair...-
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It took Bulma about another seven hours to create the cure. At least, that's what she told me... I don't know the exact numbers. Bulma tends to lose track of the time when she's working and Trunks was out, so it could've been longer. Oh, well. Anyway, she finished the medicine and gave it to me. After it started kicking in, the mutation stopped dead in its tracks. It took about another two weeks of regular doses of it before I started to actually look healthy. I was hit with waves of pain every once in a while, but it was MUCH better.
Oh, and, according to Bulma, Trunks technically woke up after about four days. I say technically because he was completely out of it. Dazed and almost unable to speak, pretty much all he did was sleep and eat. But by the time I had pretty much recovered, he was back to normal. Well...physically, that is.
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Pan opened her eyes slowly and glanced around. She couldn't make anything out, since it was all one dark blur. It slowly came into focus until she despairingly realized that she was alone in her room. She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain from her chest told her that she was barely even awake - let alone strong enough to move - and forced her onto her back.
Suddenly, she could make out a bright blue blur hovering over her. She slowly recognized it as Bulma and gave a weak smile. She jumped slightly when she felt something fall onto her face, but then realized that there were shiny streaks running down Bulma's face and dripping onto her cheek. The older woman was grinning like an idiot and feeling like she was literally Queen of the World.
Pan weakly rolled onto her side and curled up to fall back asleep. Bulma tucked the covers around her and was about to go tell Trunks when she heard Pan whisper something.
"Alive..."
Bulma smiled tearfully at the girl and shut the light off, continuing down the hall.
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Pan was awakened by the sound of the birds chirping outside of her window. She rolled over, silently noting she had more strength, and froze when she saw Trunks standing in front of the window staring at the sky.
"Trunks...?"
"You're awake."
Trunks' voice sent a chill down Pan's spine. Frankly, it scared her. It was so monotone, so... emotionless. One of the only things keeping her going was him. And now he was a stone statue.
She weakly forced herself into an upright position against the head-board of the bed and was shocked when Trunks continued to stand there, not protesting. Bulma walked in several minutes later and raised an eyebrow at the thick tension in the air. She walked up to Pan and smiled warmly.
"How ya feeling, kid?"
"Considering... the circum...stances...good."
Bulma nodded approvingly and opened her mouth to say something when she was cut off by her cell phone ringing (The Androids destroyed the original ground phone lines...). Her smile faded the second the person on the other end introduced himself.
"Mrs. Bulma? This is Docter Merik. Our tests just got back and ChiChi has ALS..."
"What??"
"ALS... Lou Gehrig's disease. She came in for her annual check-up and that's when we discovered it. She hasn't had any medical attention lately, so it wasn't caught until now. The problem is it's in the late stages. If it was in the early stages, we might have had a chance of curing it, but there's nothing we can do for her. We figure she has five months to live. I'm very sorry..."
"No, that's okay...bye..." She hung up and shoved the phone into her pocket. She rubbed her eyes, a sign that she was holding back tears. Trunks turned to face her with an even more serious look than before. Bulma realized that his half-Saiya-jin hearing allowed him to hear the conversation, and she looked hesitantly at Pan.
The younger girl looked at her questioningly and Bulma sighed when she realized that Pan's body systems were all still recovering, so all of her senses were probably considerably dull.
-I can't tell her yet... she just came out of one abyss, I can't plunge her into another just yet...-
"Uh...um, the...uh, one of the gates in the underground city is malfunctioning and they want me to go help them fix it. I guess I'll see you later. REST, Pan-chan."
"Okay... Bulma...chan...cya."
"Cya!"
Bulma walked out and Trunks turned back to the window, only half-wondering why his mother had lied. It didn't take him long to answer his own question, however. Pan looked at Trunks then the doorway Bulma left through, wondering if she was still dreaming.
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Ahh, my favorite story. The time between updates may start getting longer, though. I just got my latest obsession, Sonic Adventure 2: Battle for the Gamecube, and with me being on spring break I've been playing almost all day long. ^_^ But fear not, I'll definitely still work on the story! Don't forget to review!
Chapter 8: "Alive"
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Bulma took off her glasses and resisted the urge to throw them across the room. Instead she set them down by the computer and rubbed her eyes. Glancing at her watch, she realized it was 3 AM.
-I can't think straight anymore...- To confirm it, she looked up at the screen and it all blurred together into one mass of unidentifiable symbols. She trudged over to the bed and collapsed on it, taking a deep breath. She quickly set her alarm before she forgot.
-I'll get five hours... After that I need to kick butt and get it done...-
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She woke up suddenly and the first thought in her mind was that her alarm hadn't gone off. She looked down and realized she was 45 minutes late. She quickly jumped up and hit a button on the wall which activated her coffee- making robot. She placed herself in front of her computer and rubbed her eyes quickly to get them used to the light.
She glared out the window when she heard some birds singing happily in the nearby trees, -It's not fair...-
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It took Bulma about another seven hours to create the cure. At least, that's what she told me... I don't know the exact numbers. Bulma tends to lose track of the time when she's working and Trunks was out, so it could've been longer. Oh, well. Anyway, she finished the medicine and gave it to me. After it started kicking in, the mutation stopped dead in its tracks. It took about another two weeks of regular doses of it before I started to actually look healthy. I was hit with waves of pain every once in a while, but it was MUCH better.
Oh, and, according to Bulma, Trunks technically woke up after about four days. I say technically because he was completely out of it. Dazed and almost unable to speak, pretty much all he did was sleep and eat. But by the time I had pretty much recovered, he was back to normal. Well...physically, that is.
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Pan opened her eyes slowly and glanced around. She couldn't make anything out, since it was all one dark blur. It slowly came into focus until she despairingly realized that she was alone in her room. She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain from her chest told her that she was barely even awake - let alone strong enough to move - and forced her onto her back.
Suddenly, she could make out a bright blue blur hovering over her. She slowly recognized it as Bulma and gave a weak smile. She jumped slightly when she felt something fall onto her face, but then realized that there were shiny streaks running down Bulma's face and dripping onto her cheek. The older woman was grinning like an idiot and feeling like she was literally Queen of the World.
Pan weakly rolled onto her side and curled up to fall back asleep. Bulma tucked the covers around her and was about to go tell Trunks when she heard Pan whisper something.
"Alive..."
Bulma smiled tearfully at the girl and shut the light off, continuing down the hall.
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Pan was awakened by the sound of the birds chirping outside of her window. She rolled over, silently noting she had more strength, and froze when she saw Trunks standing in front of the window staring at the sky.
"Trunks...?"
"You're awake."
Trunks' voice sent a chill down Pan's spine. Frankly, it scared her. It was so monotone, so... emotionless. One of the only things keeping her going was him. And now he was a stone statue.
She weakly forced herself into an upright position against the head-board of the bed and was shocked when Trunks continued to stand there, not protesting. Bulma walked in several minutes later and raised an eyebrow at the thick tension in the air. She walked up to Pan and smiled warmly.
"How ya feeling, kid?"
"Considering... the circum...stances...good."
Bulma nodded approvingly and opened her mouth to say something when she was cut off by her cell phone ringing (The Androids destroyed the original ground phone lines...). Her smile faded the second the person on the other end introduced himself.
"Mrs. Bulma? This is Docter Merik. Our tests just got back and ChiChi has ALS..."
"What??"
"ALS... Lou Gehrig's disease. She came in for her annual check-up and that's when we discovered it. She hasn't had any medical attention lately, so it wasn't caught until now. The problem is it's in the late stages. If it was in the early stages, we might have had a chance of curing it, but there's nothing we can do for her. We figure she has five months to live. I'm very sorry..."
"No, that's okay...bye..." She hung up and shoved the phone into her pocket. She rubbed her eyes, a sign that she was holding back tears. Trunks turned to face her with an even more serious look than before. Bulma realized that his half-Saiya-jin hearing allowed him to hear the conversation, and she looked hesitantly at Pan.
The younger girl looked at her questioningly and Bulma sighed when she realized that Pan's body systems were all still recovering, so all of her senses were probably considerably dull.
-I can't tell her yet... she just came out of one abyss, I can't plunge her into another just yet...-
"Uh...um, the...uh, one of the gates in the underground city is malfunctioning and they want me to go help them fix it. I guess I'll see you later. REST, Pan-chan."
"Okay... Bulma...chan...cya."
"Cya!"
Bulma walked out and Trunks turned back to the window, only half-wondering why his mother had lied. It didn't take him long to answer his own question, however. Pan looked at Trunks then the doorway Bulma left through, wondering if she was still dreaming.
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Ahh, my favorite story. The time between updates may start getting longer, though. I just got my latest obsession, Sonic Adventure 2: Battle for the Gamecube, and with me being on spring break I've been playing almost all day long. ^_^ But fear not, I'll definitely still work on the story! Don't forget to review!