Usagi gasped as she stepped back. The hard gaze of the woman on the floor
dying, burned into her mind. Something wasn't right. There was some distant
feeling burning deep inside of her body. She began to shiver, as she
stepped farther away.
The blue haired woman smiled. "Hello Usagi, I can't tell you how happy I am to finally meet you."
Shivering, Usagi opened her mouth, and whispered, "Who are you, why did you shoot Trista?"
"Ah yes, I should have assumed she would go under a fake name. Setsuna is her real name. And I'm Ami." She smiled in an almost *playful* way. Usagi shivered again. "And Setsuna was in the way. Now it's just us."
Usagi shivered, her body began to shake, slowly, she fell to the floor, clutching her head as she did so.
Ami smiled. "I see something is awakening."
*~*~*~*~
Trunks and Goten ran down the docks.
*BANG!* a gun shot rang out in the air, followed by a scream. "Usagi," Goten whispered hoarsely as they ran faster.
*~*~*~*~
On the floor, she began to mutter, "L'esprit de conseils, protégez-moi, guidez-moi en bas le chemin juste." Her voice grew stronger, and she began to yell over the rain. "L'esprit de guerre, protégez-moi, laissez-moi être un navire à votre volonté."
Ami took a step back. No, she thought, her mind. power. She took a step back.
"ESPRIT DE VENT ET EAU! JOIGNEZ-VOUS ENSEMBLE ET PROTÉGEZ-MOI! JE VOUS FAIS APPEL TOUS, ME SAUVE!" Usagi shouted loudly, the wind picked up, and the water from the bay began to splash up on the docks. Uneasily, the docks began to creak, then gently rock back and forth.
Ami shivered as water splashed on her. Of the spirits! Why did her powers awaken now! Her mind screamed as the dock beneath her began to splinter. Thunder clapped in the sky, and the rain began to fall even harder. Eyes wide in amazement, she began to mutter something under her breath.
"Kluger Mann des finsteren Mittelalters, nehmen Sie mich nach Hause. Lassen Sie mich Ihnen vom ganzen Sache-Ereignis erzählen. Wiseman, perserve Ihr Wille in meinem Bericht. Lassen Sie mich ein Gefäß(Schiff) der Kraft, nach Hause Kommens sein." As the thunder clapped loudly again, she disappeared in a flash of light.
Her eyes rolled back as she fell into a deep sleep.
The storm ceased, and there was nothing left on around the harbor untouched by it. Docks were reduced to drift wood, the small Rent-A-Boat shops were in ruins like a hurricane hit for three long days. But now, the waters were calm and clear like before, and the sun was gently peeking over the clouds, a swift breeze blew by, pushing the loose hair around the unconscious girl, as she lay alone on the dock, untouched by the storm, and the falling rain.
*~*~*~*~*
Trunks had noticed the increase in rainfall, wind, and thunder around the docks, but he couldn't understand why she was on the ground, unconscious when he got there. There she was, dry as can be, almost asleep on the dock.
But something off to the side was what surprised him the most as he looked back on it from the hospital. Trista, or what was Trista, was lying dead, shot in the left lung. A pool of blood surrounded her, somewhat, and her white blouse was stained with her own blood. Trunks bite his lower lip as he stepped closer, he ordered Goten to call the hospital and more police. This was confusing, that was for sure.
*~*~*~*~*
Usagi was ordered to stay in the hospital, and Trunks had assigned himself and Goten to have on and off watches over her. The nurses didn't seem to like Trunks, but they were always fawning over Goten. Honestly, Trunks couldn't understand. But when Usagi woke, and Trunks had walked in to trade shifts with Goten he found a little surprise.
*~*~*~*~*
About three nurses were in there, flirting with Goten. He being as flirtatious as he was couldn't resist all the women flirting, and played along.
Normal, possible, Usagi's eyes glowing with fiery hatred towards the women, not so normal. The nurse who normally attended Usagi looked up and noticed Trunks, she went back to clearing Usagi's plate, as the other's moved on and checked charts, machines, and gave her a new IV.
Goten laughed, hugged Usagi goodbye, and left.
It was quiet, the nurses all simply went away after a few moments, back to the front desk Trunks was sure. And it was just Trunks and Usagi. There were so many things Trunks wanted to ask her, but with the close watch she was receiving from the nurses and the doctors, and the order not to question her, or cause her any further stress. But why had Trista been shot? Who shot her? Usagi didn't have her gun on her. did she?
Usagi began her normal day in the hospital with him again, she flipped on the TV, and began watching childish movies and shows.
He sighed and grabbed his book from his duffel bag, which he had been carrying around for several days, and much to Usagi curiosity, he never opened it more then the length of his hand, and zipped it up as soon as he pulled his book out. And he always kept the duffel bag on his lap, or at least hid the cover of his book. But today was a bit different. Yes, much different, he didn't bother opening the bag just a bit, and he didn't bother hiding the cover. But Usagi didn't even notice, she just sat content, watching the stupid, silly puppets sing.
*~*~*~*~*
"Mind-Reach, Scientist Look at Psychic Ability" Usagi said, after her marathon of puppet shows ended, in a large voice. Trunks looked up, nervously. "What's it about?"
Trunks looked down nervously now, "Psychic stuff."
"You find it interesting?" she asked, somewhat 'trying' to start a conversation.
He gave a half nod. "Can I see it?" She asked shyly.
He looked up at her, and handed her the book. She looked at the cover for a moment, then began flipping throw it. Trunks looked up to the TV, which was currently showing the county 6 o'clock News Report. It was something about a man being arrested after years of running from the police, after escaping a jail three years ago. "Vegeta Vejjita, will receive his death sentenced to death in." Trunks stood up so fast Usagi yelped, and dropped the book on the floor.
Trunks stood next to the TV, as they showed a picture of Vegeta. "At the court house this afternoon. For further information, watch the 7 o'clock News, next."
The picture remained of the man with the strange hair, scowling at the camera, a moment longer then switched back to the reporters. Trunks switched of the TV and sank to the floor.
'What's wrong with him?' Usagi thought to herself as she propped herself up on her elbows. She carefully pushed herself up further, and rested her feet on the floor, sitting up. She stood up, balancing her weight on her feet carefully. It was the first time she had stood in a week, and as expected, she fell to the floor, she screamed as two IV's ripped out of her hands, the air tubes in her nose pulled out, and she lay on the ground whimpering, crying.
Trunks looked up at her first scream. "USAGI!" He ran over to her and picked her up, He held her tightly as she cried. Her breath pace began to lessen, and a machine began to beep excessively. "Somebody!" he yelled. "HELP!"
*~*~*~*~*
Goten looked up suddenly.
"Something wrong Goten?" ChiChi asked, from the other side of the lonely dinner table, where the two of them were eating a small meal.
"I need to go to the hospital." He said quickly without hesitation as he stood up. "I'm taking your car. Something's wrong."
ChiChi watched somewhat nervously as he walked out the door quickly, in seconds the car had started up, and he was gone down the road.
'How could he possibly know that something was wrong?' She thought to herself as she walked over to the phone.
"Bulma?" "Something's wrong at the hospital." "Go there now, see what's wrong then call me!" "Thank you!"
"I hope Usagi will be alright" she said after she hung up the phone.
*~*~*~*~*~
WOOOOOO! COOL! Tune in next time to see what will happen! And how Goten knew! And Why Vegeta's going to be killed! And so on and so forth!
But please review! Thanks! Dewa mata!
*~Princess of the Monkeys!
The blue haired woman smiled. "Hello Usagi, I can't tell you how happy I am to finally meet you."
Shivering, Usagi opened her mouth, and whispered, "Who are you, why did you shoot Trista?"
"Ah yes, I should have assumed she would go under a fake name. Setsuna is her real name. And I'm Ami." She smiled in an almost *playful* way. Usagi shivered again. "And Setsuna was in the way. Now it's just us."
Usagi shivered, her body began to shake, slowly, she fell to the floor, clutching her head as she did so.
Ami smiled. "I see something is awakening."
*~*~*~*~
Trunks and Goten ran down the docks.
*BANG!* a gun shot rang out in the air, followed by a scream. "Usagi," Goten whispered hoarsely as they ran faster.
*~*~*~*~
On the floor, she began to mutter, "L'esprit de conseils, protégez-moi, guidez-moi en bas le chemin juste." Her voice grew stronger, and she began to yell over the rain. "L'esprit de guerre, protégez-moi, laissez-moi être un navire à votre volonté."
Ami took a step back. No, she thought, her mind. power. She took a step back.
"ESPRIT DE VENT ET EAU! JOIGNEZ-VOUS ENSEMBLE ET PROTÉGEZ-MOI! JE VOUS FAIS APPEL TOUS, ME SAUVE!" Usagi shouted loudly, the wind picked up, and the water from the bay began to splash up on the docks. Uneasily, the docks began to creak, then gently rock back and forth.
Ami shivered as water splashed on her. Of the spirits! Why did her powers awaken now! Her mind screamed as the dock beneath her began to splinter. Thunder clapped in the sky, and the rain began to fall even harder. Eyes wide in amazement, she began to mutter something under her breath.
"Kluger Mann des finsteren Mittelalters, nehmen Sie mich nach Hause. Lassen Sie mich Ihnen vom ganzen Sache-Ereignis erzählen. Wiseman, perserve Ihr Wille in meinem Bericht. Lassen Sie mich ein Gefäß(Schiff) der Kraft, nach Hause Kommens sein." As the thunder clapped loudly again, she disappeared in a flash of light.
Her eyes rolled back as she fell into a deep sleep.
The storm ceased, and there was nothing left on around the harbor untouched by it. Docks were reduced to drift wood, the small Rent-A-Boat shops were in ruins like a hurricane hit for three long days. But now, the waters were calm and clear like before, and the sun was gently peeking over the clouds, a swift breeze blew by, pushing the loose hair around the unconscious girl, as she lay alone on the dock, untouched by the storm, and the falling rain.
*~*~*~*~*
Trunks had noticed the increase in rainfall, wind, and thunder around the docks, but he couldn't understand why she was on the ground, unconscious when he got there. There she was, dry as can be, almost asleep on the dock.
But something off to the side was what surprised him the most as he looked back on it from the hospital. Trista, or what was Trista, was lying dead, shot in the left lung. A pool of blood surrounded her, somewhat, and her white blouse was stained with her own blood. Trunks bite his lower lip as he stepped closer, he ordered Goten to call the hospital and more police. This was confusing, that was for sure.
*~*~*~*~*
Usagi was ordered to stay in the hospital, and Trunks had assigned himself and Goten to have on and off watches over her. The nurses didn't seem to like Trunks, but they were always fawning over Goten. Honestly, Trunks couldn't understand. But when Usagi woke, and Trunks had walked in to trade shifts with Goten he found a little surprise.
*~*~*~*~*
About three nurses were in there, flirting with Goten. He being as flirtatious as he was couldn't resist all the women flirting, and played along.
Normal, possible, Usagi's eyes glowing with fiery hatred towards the women, not so normal. The nurse who normally attended Usagi looked up and noticed Trunks, she went back to clearing Usagi's plate, as the other's moved on and checked charts, machines, and gave her a new IV.
Goten laughed, hugged Usagi goodbye, and left.
It was quiet, the nurses all simply went away after a few moments, back to the front desk Trunks was sure. And it was just Trunks and Usagi. There were so many things Trunks wanted to ask her, but with the close watch she was receiving from the nurses and the doctors, and the order not to question her, or cause her any further stress. But why had Trista been shot? Who shot her? Usagi didn't have her gun on her. did she?
Usagi began her normal day in the hospital with him again, she flipped on the TV, and began watching childish movies and shows.
He sighed and grabbed his book from his duffel bag, which he had been carrying around for several days, and much to Usagi curiosity, he never opened it more then the length of his hand, and zipped it up as soon as he pulled his book out. And he always kept the duffel bag on his lap, or at least hid the cover of his book. But today was a bit different. Yes, much different, he didn't bother opening the bag just a bit, and he didn't bother hiding the cover. But Usagi didn't even notice, she just sat content, watching the stupid, silly puppets sing.
*~*~*~*~*
"Mind-Reach, Scientist Look at Psychic Ability" Usagi said, after her marathon of puppet shows ended, in a large voice. Trunks looked up, nervously. "What's it about?"
Trunks looked down nervously now, "Psychic stuff."
"You find it interesting?" she asked, somewhat 'trying' to start a conversation.
He gave a half nod. "Can I see it?" She asked shyly.
He looked up at her, and handed her the book. She looked at the cover for a moment, then began flipping throw it. Trunks looked up to the TV, which was currently showing the county 6 o'clock News Report. It was something about a man being arrested after years of running from the police, after escaping a jail three years ago. "Vegeta Vejjita, will receive his death sentenced to death in." Trunks stood up so fast Usagi yelped, and dropped the book on the floor.
Trunks stood next to the TV, as they showed a picture of Vegeta. "At the court house this afternoon. For further information, watch the 7 o'clock News, next."
The picture remained of the man with the strange hair, scowling at the camera, a moment longer then switched back to the reporters. Trunks switched of the TV and sank to the floor.
'What's wrong with him?' Usagi thought to herself as she propped herself up on her elbows. She carefully pushed herself up further, and rested her feet on the floor, sitting up. She stood up, balancing her weight on her feet carefully. It was the first time she had stood in a week, and as expected, she fell to the floor, she screamed as two IV's ripped out of her hands, the air tubes in her nose pulled out, and she lay on the ground whimpering, crying.
Trunks looked up at her first scream. "USAGI!" He ran over to her and picked her up, He held her tightly as she cried. Her breath pace began to lessen, and a machine began to beep excessively. "Somebody!" he yelled. "HELP!"
*~*~*~*~*
Goten looked up suddenly.
"Something wrong Goten?" ChiChi asked, from the other side of the lonely dinner table, where the two of them were eating a small meal.
"I need to go to the hospital." He said quickly without hesitation as he stood up. "I'm taking your car. Something's wrong."
ChiChi watched somewhat nervously as he walked out the door quickly, in seconds the car had started up, and he was gone down the road.
'How could he possibly know that something was wrong?' She thought to herself as she walked over to the phone.
"Bulma?" "Something's wrong at the hospital." "Go there now, see what's wrong then call me!" "Thank you!"
"I hope Usagi will be alright" she said after she hung up the phone.
*~*~*~*~*~
WOOOOOO! COOL! Tune in next time to see what will happen! And how Goten knew! And Why Vegeta's going to be killed! And so on and so forth!
But please review! Thanks! Dewa mata!
*~Princess of the Monkeys!