I need your help, she thought back on it now, it sounded a little more then
just odd. I need your help. Should she have wondered with what? Or why this
man would choose her out of the crowded park? Maybe it was because he saw
her sitting there alone for quite some time. If she should have, she
didn't, she simply stood up, and walked away with him. As if they were
friends from long, long ago. And as odd as it sounds.
They were.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Michiru arrived, and smiled as she walked in, "How's she been?" she asked, for Usagi was sleeping.
Goten rubbed his eyes tiredly, "Fairly well, better then they expected. It was odd."
She nodded, and moved closer to Usagi. "Goten you look tired, go home now, I'll watch her, you can come back in the morning."
"No, no, I can't leave her!" he shouted. "I can't leave her,"
Michiru smiled. "Don't worry, she'll be fine here with me. I can watch her, almost as good as you can." She smiled. "Goten you need sleep."
He nodded tiredly, "Sleep, yes. I need sleep." He stood up, gathered his things, and kissed Usagi goodbye, then left.
"night Goten!" Usagi smiled as she shouted. But Goten was gone. She puffed in annoyance, and continued flipping channels on the tv.
"Usagi," Michiru said as she scooted her chair closer to Usagi's bed. "You need to get well soon." Usagi looked at her. "Soon, they're going to kill you. IF you aren't well, the last of the Lost People will be gone!"
Inside Michiru finally understood. If the Lost People died out, she would die as well, because she was a pawn in a prophecy, and if all was done wrong, she would be sent live in eternal damnation. But if they lived, and all was done right, she would die peacefully, and life in eternal happiness. Either way, she would die. Everyone dies sometime, you say, but it's not true for her. No, Michiru lived for three hundred years, living among many host bodies that she found suiting.
Usagi nodded. Half awake, and she wouldn't remember, but deep down, something about it would stay with her forever.
*~*~*~*~*
"I need your help." He stated yet again. "We need your help, you are the missing link that we have. We need you."
She nodded. "Krillin," that name was so firmiliar she could almost make something of it. "I need some more information if you want me to help you."
"You are the missing link." He stated again. "Your power, along with ours, can save them both."
"Who?" she asked, she was getting frustrated. "Who are you talking about! I don't understand!"
"Usagi and Goten." He smiled. "They are the last Lost People. And we must save them."
There was a mental flashback inside her mind, there was a woman, silver hair, blue eyes, wearing a long white and silver gown, with a silver, and gold tiara atop her head. She handed a crystal bowl over to Artemis. Artemis looked inside the bowl, inside the reflecting water, shown a girl with pink hair, and a man with black, Spiky hair. They were standing together on a roof top of a building in Nagasaki, he was holding onto her tightly, and she was shouting something by the look on her face. The girl leaned into the man's arms and kissed him. There was a flash, and the man slumped to the floor, Dead.
"Take a drink." The woman with the silver hair interrupted. Artemis looked at her, and took a drink from the crystal bowl, and passed it to a woman with aqua blue hair, who took a drink and passed it to a man with shoulder length black hair, who drunk, and passed it to a short bald man. The short bald man bowed, after taking a drink and handed the bowl back to the woman. "You four, are the chosen protectors of my race. When a time comes in the far future, that might race might need your help. You must help, and protect them. I will die soon." She paused. "But you will not. Until your duty is filled, you are to remain alive. If your body dies, you will be given a new host body." She smiled faintly and continued on with the prophecy, once she finished, she bid the fairwell and good luck, and she was gone.
"Artemis," Krillin said as he put a hand on her shoulder. "Do you remember now?" She was shaking, but she managed to mouth, 'yes'. "Come, we have much preparing, for in a matter of days, our duty will be fulfilled. And we can die."
She nodded, and followed him to his car.
*~*~*~*~*~
A little note. ^^; I couldn't think of a way to end it. But thanks to my friend Ian, I know how to end it! YAY FOR IAN! Okay, umm should I end it here?
Clu: YES! MAKE THEM ALL SUFFER!
Nah, I think I'll continue a bit more. But I have a little note! (YAY) hehe, for all of you DYING to know what Clu looks like. I finally got his shrine up, but it's only got one pic, that I just used for a bunch of things, because the only other pics of him have me in it (and I look even more nerdy then normal) or he's bald and his weenie is showing... so I decided those weren't good. ^^;
ALSO!! I got a teaser chapter for my next story up on my site in the fan fics section. ^^;
(And if you find any stupid mistakes where I have the characters mixed up, I am so sorry, I'm really sickly feeling right now, and I should really go to bed, but I'm writing for all you, (few people) so ha! I can get away with it.) *Faints*
*~*~*~*~*~
ChiChi was home alone. She was cleaning, or cooking, whichever, it doesn't really matter. Because someone had knocked at the door, and she was about to answer.
But let's pause here for a moment. ChiChi, was a member of the Lost People. But she didn't know it. (of course)
(Let me explain something, lets say a human and a LP (Lost Person/People) had babies. Only ONE of the babies would have the power. -Clu: She just can't bring herself to kill off Gohan too!-if a LP and a LP had 3 babies, all of them would have powers. I don't want to go into eny further explaination. Just believe me.)
ChiChi had been married to her husband for many years now. And she was happy. Her husband was a successful preacher, and her eldest son was a father, and her youngest son would 'soon be married' (according to her). Yes, life was good and perfect.
But she needed to answer the door, (so lets go back)
ChiChi opened the door, and saw a woman with dark blue hair standing at the dor smiling. "Hello, are you ChiChi Son?" She asked pleasantly."
ChiChi nodded. "Yes, I am. Why?" she began to ask, but it was too late. The woman pulled out a metal knife, and brought it towards her in a forward motion. ChiChi wanted to step back. But the woman was mumbling something, and it scared her so much she couldn't move, or maybe it was the words that stopped her from moving. Whatever it was, she was stuck, and now, there was a knife sliding through her dress, skin, muscles, tissues, and as it slid through these things, it made it's way past two bones, right between them, into her heart. She was shaking, the knife slid out, and then made its way to her neck, with a quick motion of the dark blue haired woman's wrist, there was a deep hole, in her throat, blood was pouring onto the floor, and ChiChi's new Chinese style dress.
Moments later, ChiChi was on the floor, she had stopped shaking. But her eyes, they had truly become bottomless pits. Staring up at the ceiling, still asking "Who?"
The woman smiled. "Good. Two more left, and they're all gone." Except myself and this woman's brother-in-law, Master. This was perfect. And now, all she needed to do, was kill the boy. The Master would take care of the girl.
*~*~*~*~*
Goten drove up to the Son residence, he parked his car, and got out, gathered his things, and opened the front door, (after fiddling with his keys). But there was something so unexpected, so unthought of, so nervewrecking, that he screamed. He screamed at the top of his bloody lungs, but no one heard him, except his mother.
She was sitting in a chair, and the chair was facing the door. Her eyes were staring straight at him, straight into him, or maybe even past him. Her throat had a large chunk of it missing, and her dress was bloody and torn. But she was sitting straight up. Her eyes staring right ahead of her, and her hands were placed neatly on her lap.
But she was dead.
*~*~*~*
^^ MUHAHAH! (I'm done for now) Sorry for the delay in the update. School started, and yeah, I've honestly had my mind set on other things a bit more important to me. ^^ But don't worry, this probably won't go out longer then four more chapters. **Thank God! I'll be finishing up my first ever fic!**
So I'll update as soon as I can. I want to finish this before they start handing out major progects. ^^ WISH ME LUCK!
*Oh, and who wants Usagi to die??*
Ta ta!
They were.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Michiru arrived, and smiled as she walked in, "How's she been?" she asked, for Usagi was sleeping.
Goten rubbed his eyes tiredly, "Fairly well, better then they expected. It was odd."
She nodded, and moved closer to Usagi. "Goten you look tired, go home now, I'll watch her, you can come back in the morning."
"No, no, I can't leave her!" he shouted. "I can't leave her,"
Michiru smiled. "Don't worry, she'll be fine here with me. I can watch her, almost as good as you can." She smiled. "Goten you need sleep."
He nodded tiredly, "Sleep, yes. I need sleep." He stood up, gathered his things, and kissed Usagi goodbye, then left.
"night Goten!" Usagi smiled as she shouted. But Goten was gone. She puffed in annoyance, and continued flipping channels on the tv.
"Usagi," Michiru said as she scooted her chair closer to Usagi's bed. "You need to get well soon." Usagi looked at her. "Soon, they're going to kill you. IF you aren't well, the last of the Lost People will be gone!"
Inside Michiru finally understood. If the Lost People died out, she would die as well, because she was a pawn in a prophecy, and if all was done wrong, she would be sent live in eternal damnation. But if they lived, and all was done right, she would die peacefully, and life in eternal happiness. Either way, she would die. Everyone dies sometime, you say, but it's not true for her. No, Michiru lived for three hundred years, living among many host bodies that she found suiting.
Usagi nodded. Half awake, and she wouldn't remember, but deep down, something about it would stay with her forever.
*~*~*~*~*
"I need your help." He stated yet again. "We need your help, you are the missing link that we have. We need you."
She nodded. "Krillin," that name was so firmiliar she could almost make something of it. "I need some more information if you want me to help you."
"You are the missing link." He stated again. "Your power, along with ours, can save them both."
"Who?" she asked, she was getting frustrated. "Who are you talking about! I don't understand!"
"Usagi and Goten." He smiled. "They are the last Lost People. And we must save them."
There was a mental flashback inside her mind, there was a woman, silver hair, blue eyes, wearing a long white and silver gown, with a silver, and gold tiara atop her head. She handed a crystal bowl over to Artemis. Artemis looked inside the bowl, inside the reflecting water, shown a girl with pink hair, and a man with black, Spiky hair. They were standing together on a roof top of a building in Nagasaki, he was holding onto her tightly, and she was shouting something by the look on her face. The girl leaned into the man's arms and kissed him. There was a flash, and the man slumped to the floor, Dead.
"Take a drink." The woman with the silver hair interrupted. Artemis looked at her, and took a drink from the crystal bowl, and passed it to a woman with aqua blue hair, who took a drink and passed it to a man with shoulder length black hair, who drunk, and passed it to a short bald man. The short bald man bowed, after taking a drink and handed the bowl back to the woman. "You four, are the chosen protectors of my race. When a time comes in the far future, that might race might need your help. You must help, and protect them. I will die soon." She paused. "But you will not. Until your duty is filled, you are to remain alive. If your body dies, you will be given a new host body." She smiled faintly and continued on with the prophecy, once she finished, she bid the fairwell and good luck, and she was gone.
"Artemis," Krillin said as he put a hand on her shoulder. "Do you remember now?" She was shaking, but she managed to mouth, 'yes'. "Come, we have much preparing, for in a matter of days, our duty will be fulfilled. And we can die."
She nodded, and followed him to his car.
*~*~*~*~*~
A little note. ^^; I couldn't think of a way to end it. But thanks to my friend Ian, I know how to end it! YAY FOR IAN! Okay, umm should I end it here?
Clu: YES! MAKE THEM ALL SUFFER!
Nah, I think I'll continue a bit more. But I have a little note! (YAY) hehe, for all of you DYING to know what Clu looks like. I finally got his shrine up, but it's only got one pic, that I just used for a bunch of things, because the only other pics of him have me in it (and I look even more nerdy then normal) or he's bald and his weenie is showing... so I decided those weren't good. ^^;
ALSO!! I got a teaser chapter for my next story up on my site in the fan fics section. ^^;
(And if you find any stupid mistakes where I have the characters mixed up, I am so sorry, I'm really sickly feeling right now, and I should really go to bed, but I'm writing for all you, (few people) so ha! I can get away with it.) *Faints*
*~*~*~*~*~
ChiChi was home alone. She was cleaning, or cooking, whichever, it doesn't really matter. Because someone had knocked at the door, and she was about to answer.
But let's pause here for a moment. ChiChi, was a member of the Lost People. But she didn't know it. (of course)
(Let me explain something, lets say a human and a LP (Lost Person/People) had babies. Only ONE of the babies would have the power. -Clu: She just can't bring herself to kill off Gohan too!-if a LP and a LP had 3 babies, all of them would have powers. I don't want to go into eny further explaination. Just believe me.)
ChiChi had been married to her husband for many years now. And she was happy. Her husband was a successful preacher, and her eldest son was a father, and her youngest son would 'soon be married' (according to her). Yes, life was good and perfect.
But she needed to answer the door, (so lets go back)
ChiChi opened the door, and saw a woman with dark blue hair standing at the dor smiling. "Hello, are you ChiChi Son?" She asked pleasantly."
ChiChi nodded. "Yes, I am. Why?" she began to ask, but it was too late. The woman pulled out a metal knife, and brought it towards her in a forward motion. ChiChi wanted to step back. But the woman was mumbling something, and it scared her so much she couldn't move, or maybe it was the words that stopped her from moving. Whatever it was, she was stuck, and now, there was a knife sliding through her dress, skin, muscles, tissues, and as it slid through these things, it made it's way past two bones, right between them, into her heart. She was shaking, the knife slid out, and then made its way to her neck, with a quick motion of the dark blue haired woman's wrist, there was a deep hole, in her throat, blood was pouring onto the floor, and ChiChi's new Chinese style dress.
Moments later, ChiChi was on the floor, she had stopped shaking. But her eyes, they had truly become bottomless pits. Staring up at the ceiling, still asking "Who?"
The woman smiled. "Good. Two more left, and they're all gone." Except myself and this woman's brother-in-law, Master. This was perfect. And now, all she needed to do, was kill the boy. The Master would take care of the girl.
*~*~*~*~*
Goten drove up to the Son residence, he parked his car, and got out, gathered his things, and opened the front door, (after fiddling with his keys). But there was something so unexpected, so unthought of, so nervewrecking, that he screamed. He screamed at the top of his bloody lungs, but no one heard him, except his mother.
She was sitting in a chair, and the chair was facing the door. Her eyes were staring straight at him, straight into him, or maybe even past him. Her throat had a large chunk of it missing, and her dress was bloody and torn. But she was sitting straight up. Her eyes staring right ahead of her, and her hands were placed neatly on her lap.
But she was dead.
*~*~*~*
^^ MUHAHAH! (I'm done for now) Sorry for the delay in the update. School started, and yeah, I've honestly had my mind set on other things a bit more important to me. ^^ But don't worry, this probably won't go out longer then four more chapters. **Thank God! I'll be finishing up my first ever fic!**
So I'll update as soon as I can. I want to finish this before they start handing out major progects. ^^ WISH ME LUCK!
*Oh, and who wants Usagi to die??*
Ta ta!