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A/N: Sorry I've taken so long in updating this story!! I had serious writers block but only for this story!!!!!! Weird huh?? Well please R+R this chapter and I hope you like it!!!! I've finally gotten to the point where it's getting better!!! Well I gotta get writing this so buh-bye!!!
"She's been acting strange lately; she won't tell me what's bothering her." He sighed, "She hardly talks anymore."
Bulma furrowed her brow and looked at Goten, she could tell he was worried about Ria. She watched him holding his two year old daughter Misaki and smiled.
"Don't you worry Goten, she'll be fine." She told him in a gentle voice.
He nodded and held Misa (Misaki) close to him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ria stared intently at the photograph in her hands, it was of her family. In it she was holding Taro her three year old son, he had her same golden eyes, but had black hair with red streaks in it, and he looked almost exactly like Trunks. Her eyes moved to Goten who was holding Misa their two year old, like Taro she too had Ria's enchanting eyes, her hair was stark white with black tips and was in little pigtails.
A tear ran down her cheek and landed on the glass. She held the picture close to her chest and curled up on her bed and began to cry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Goten and Bulma were now alone in the kitchen, void of little ears listening. Misa and Taro were in the living room playing.
"Have you tried talking to her?" Bulma asked him.
"Yea, she just doesn't talk or she leaves the house. I've never seen her like this before, I just don't know what to do." He said with a sigh.
"Don't worry Goten, she'll snap out of it sooner or later."
He nodded, "Yea I guess you're right."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She sat on her knees and looked in the mirror at her reflection. Her long golden hair hung just above the floor, her eyes were filled with pain and sorrow. Tears ran down her face as she realized how much she'd changed, and for the worst. She put her hand and the cold class, and her reflection changed. All she wanted now was to die, to end her miserable life, yet a voice inside told her to be strong and to hold on.
'Why me?' she thought 'why did this have to happen to me?'
Her whole world was crashing in all around her. She felt alone in a sea of eternal darkness, she tried to call for help, but she couldn't, something held her back. The pride she once had was dying away; her very life seemed to flicker as she sat alone in her room.
"Someone help me." She whispered as she began to cry quietly again. Her mind was overcome with pain both mentally and physically.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Snow had begun to fall when Goten got home; he decided to let Misa and Taro stay with their grandparents. The entire drive home he thought about her, she'd always been just a bit distant and secretive, but never as bad as she had been these past weeks. Goten never could picture Ria as either physically or emotionally weak, but that seemed to be what she had become now. She often broke down crying and locked herself in her lab or other times became violent, which was totally unlike her.
He sighed and walked inside to a dead silence. He found Ria on the floor looking out the window at the snow, normally she'd greet him but today, today, he was greeted with nothing but a deafening silence. Setting his jacket on the sofa he sat down beside her, she turned to him and he noticed something about her eyes. They seemed to glow a deep red, and were filled with anger beyond any that he's ever seen. She glared at him and he knew, he knew with eyes ounce of his heart and soul that this was not the girl he loved and cared so much for.
In one swift movement she had pinned Goten up against the wall with her claw-like hand. Her hair was now short, black, and she had two violet tiger stripes from her ear to her chin across the left side of her face and had grown demonic, bird-like, black wings.
"Now," hissed a cold voice that wasn't Ria's, "to rid the universe of the saiyan race."
A/N: Sorry I've taken so long in updating this story!! I had serious writers block but only for this story!!!!!! Weird huh?? Well please R+R this chapter and I hope you like it!!!! I've finally gotten to the point where it's getting better!!! Well I gotta get writing this so buh-bye!!!
"She's been acting strange lately; she won't tell me what's bothering her." He sighed, "She hardly talks anymore."
Bulma furrowed her brow and looked at Goten, she could tell he was worried about Ria. She watched him holding his two year old daughter Misaki and smiled.
"Don't you worry Goten, she'll be fine." She told him in a gentle voice.
He nodded and held Misa (Misaki) close to him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ria stared intently at the photograph in her hands, it was of her family. In it she was holding Taro her three year old son, he had her same golden eyes, but had black hair with red streaks in it, and he looked almost exactly like Trunks. Her eyes moved to Goten who was holding Misa their two year old, like Taro she too had Ria's enchanting eyes, her hair was stark white with black tips and was in little pigtails.
A tear ran down her cheek and landed on the glass. She held the picture close to her chest and curled up on her bed and began to cry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Goten and Bulma were now alone in the kitchen, void of little ears listening. Misa and Taro were in the living room playing.
"Have you tried talking to her?" Bulma asked him.
"Yea, she just doesn't talk or she leaves the house. I've never seen her like this before, I just don't know what to do." He said with a sigh.
"Don't worry Goten, she'll snap out of it sooner or later."
He nodded, "Yea I guess you're right."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She sat on her knees and looked in the mirror at her reflection. Her long golden hair hung just above the floor, her eyes were filled with pain and sorrow. Tears ran down her face as she realized how much she'd changed, and for the worst. She put her hand and the cold class, and her reflection changed. All she wanted now was to die, to end her miserable life, yet a voice inside told her to be strong and to hold on.
'Why me?' she thought 'why did this have to happen to me?'
Her whole world was crashing in all around her. She felt alone in a sea of eternal darkness, she tried to call for help, but she couldn't, something held her back. The pride she once had was dying away; her very life seemed to flicker as she sat alone in her room.
"Someone help me." She whispered as she began to cry quietly again. Her mind was overcome with pain both mentally and physically.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Snow had begun to fall when Goten got home; he decided to let Misa and Taro stay with their grandparents. The entire drive home he thought about her, she'd always been just a bit distant and secretive, but never as bad as she had been these past weeks. Goten never could picture Ria as either physically or emotionally weak, but that seemed to be what she had become now. She often broke down crying and locked herself in her lab or other times became violent, which was totally unlike her.
He sighed and walked inside to a dead silence. He found Ria on the floor looking out the window at the snow, normally she'd greet him but today, today, he was greeted with nothing but a deafening silence. Setting his jacket on the sofa he sat down beside her, she turned to him and he noticed something about her eyes. They seemed to glow a deep red, and were filled with anger beyond any that he's ever seen. She glared at him and he knew, he knew with eyes ounce of his heart and soul that this was not the girl he loved and cared so much for.
In one swift movement she had pinned Goten up against the wall with her claw-like hand. Her hair was now short, black, and she had two violet tiger stripes from her ear to her chin across the left side of her face and had grown demonic, bird-like, black wings.
"Now," hissed a cold voice that wasn't Ria's, "to rid the universe of the saiyan race."
