Heheh! Sporanox, ^^; Don't worry, she's not gone yet.
And Lady Firefly! I'm so happy you kinda understand things!
And anyone and everyone whose reading this please go read my new story as well, "Thorny Roses" (yes, the title is very gay, but it was the only thing that seemed to fit in a poetic type of way.)
Oh! And what do you think to the idea of ME, Princess of the Monkeys changing my name and starting to put up my poems as well?? (Please answer these, I'm not so sure about changing my name though. ^^; Princess of the Monkeys makes a not so important author like me sound stuck-up and snobby! -how fun- so yea. Hehe)
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Blood was on the handle of the door to the car, all over the seats and all over the steering wheel. Blood was everywhere. She would die or at least faint from the blood loss soon. She had to hurry back to BDSS before that happened.
She silently reflected what had happened. Never in her life would she have imagined him to be so well with the gun. Juunangou was a young man, who had never once picked up a gun to her knowledge. But he was wonderful with the gun. She cursed silently, there went her gun hand. She knew her blood was thin. She knew something bad might happen if she didn't, but she also knew he would be angry with her. He wouldn't care she was bleeding to death. So she had to think quickly. What was more important her life, or his approval.
Normal, half-sane people would have said their life. But we can't necessarily consider this woman sane, or even half-sane!
She sat in the car. Quietly, waiting for the police to come. Would she wait long enough? Paramedics were coming, she could wait, and live. No, she started the engine. She wouldn't wait she couldn't wait. She started driving slowly down the road, trying to find them.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
A man sat. Sat alone, in his office, with the heater on, in a wheelchair, with an oxygen mask over his mouth as he worked. His hand shook with old age, as he wrote with a black fountain pen on a piece of old looking paper. A grim look fell over his face.
He had one light in the room, a small desk lamp with a yellowish bulb in it. He worked in the office a lot lately. Working on his letter. He had been working on it ever since Serena 'suddenly' died. He read over it for the last time. He smiled. He knew she would understand everything if she lived long enough to read it.
Everything was explained in the letter.
He got an envelope and put the address on it. He folded the letter gingerly, and placed it in the envelope along with three old clippings from a newspaper. She would understand, he told himself again. She would forgive me for everything.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ami pulled into the vacant storage depot. (AN: I'm at a huge loss for words right now. Slightly tired monkey I am.) She turned off the car, the engine hummed as it quieted. She held her bloody hand tightly, then she opened the door, and quietly closed it. She stepped into the closest storage building.
She noticed three long shadows playing around the room. Three other's were in there and they had a flashlight. She realized it could be a number of things, but she chose what she wanted it to be. Usagi, Goten, and Trunks.
She slipped quietly on, taking every step as slowly as possible so she wouldn't slip on the ice.
She heard hinges open on something, a door? Yes, it was a door. The back door, she quickly turned around and went back out through the front door, which she wasn't far from.
Once outside she found bars on the side of the building forming a crude ladder. She smiled and climbed to the top. Hey, it seemed like a perfectly good idea.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Where would no one in the right mind look?" Trunks asked Usagi and Goten as they walked out of the storage building.
Usagi smiled as she spotted a crude ladder on the side of the building next to the one they had just exited. "The roof!"
Goten looked at her, "What are you thinking? Those roofs are about to cave in from all that snow."
"That's why no one would think of looking up there! Come on Goten, what kind of an idiot would get on a roof in this weather?" She said as she pulled her gloves up higher.
Trunks smirked. "Ok, let's get up."
Usagi began climbing up, Trunks followed, and reluctantly, Goten followed, not wanting to be left alone in the snow.
*~*~*~*~*
Ami smiled to herself. 'I can jump off the roof!' she smiled.* It was perfect, she would jump off the roof, and land on them, killing them all. Or at least she thought she could kill them that way. She smiled and continued walking across the roof, she looked up for a moment, then looked down, she continued walking, then she heard something.
"What kind of an idiot would get on a roof in this weather?" This made Ami angry, not only had the spotted her, but now they were calling her an idiot! Of all the insults, calling her an idiot had to be the worst!
Then she saw them climbing up, maybe they didn't notice her. Maybe they thought they were going to be well hidden up there.
Or maybe it was all a trick. It was all a trick and they were trying to get her to follow them so they could push her off the roof.
But, the better part of her will decided they were trying to hide, not trick her. So she continued walking until she reached the edge. Then she jumped off the roof, and onto the on the other side.
Did she make it? Of course, how could she not have, smiling a bit at herself for having made it across, she continued quietly across the roof.
*~*~*~*~
Usagi shivered and tightened her black yarn scarf around her neck. "It's getting kinda cold." she started. Trunks looked over toward her.
"This was you're idea."
"I know, but maybe we shouldn't have listened to me." she said quietly, she hated to admit she was wrong, but she was getting colder and colder.
Suddenly, she felt as if an icy finger was running up and down her back, as it were bare and she was naked. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise, and her vision darkened for a moment.
She stumbled, and Goten grabbed onto her elbow to help her keep her balance. "You okay?" he asked.
He stopped walking and looked ahead. Trunks looked also, "What is it?" suddenly the thick fog around them thinned, and out of the haze stepped Ami, gun in her left hand.**
Now they all knew that wasn't her gunning hand.
Usagi instinctively reached for her gun, nothing. She had left it on the ground. She looked over to the boys, Goten didn't have his gun on him, but Trunks pulled out his gun.
*~*~*~*~*
'Shoot,' Ami thought to herself. 'He's got his gun.' She quickly pulled the trigger, without aiming, hoping desperately that it would hit someone.
*~*~*~*~*
Blood flew into the air as he flew back. His vision blackened completely, and his ears picked up little sound as he fell from the roof.
That was it.
It was all over.
Only one conscious thought lived on in his mind.
Would she care?
Would she know he had loved her?
Why did live do this?
His body hit the ground. Her scream following right behind him.
*~*~*~*~*~
"Goten!" Usagi screamed, she watched as he fell onto the ground, turning the pure white snow red with his blood.
Had Trunks not grabbed onto her, she would have jumped after him, but he grabbed her by the back of her coat, and pulled her behind him.
She continued sobbing. But Ami didn't fire, she didn't move, she stayed with the same demented look on her face as before.
Then Ami smiled, the biggest, happiest, purest smile to have ever been smiled. 'I hit someone.' She thought to herself, a small voice in the back of her head congratulated her.
Then Trunks shot at her. He shot at her other hand, but missed. She pulled back, putting her dead arm to the side facing him. He shot again, and again, and again.
Usagi whispered. Her voice hoarse and scarcely heard, a small, "One more bullet."
Ami smiled. This boy would be gone soon. "Bye Trunks." She said as she shot once more.
It hit him, but not where she had intended it. It hit him in the upper calf of his leg. His fell back in pain. Pain shot up and down his spine, leaving him stunned on the snowy bottom roof.
Usagi stood. "Ami," she sniffed. "Goten. you killed him."
*~*~*~*~*
"Holy crap!" cried Artemis. Juunangou looked away from the bloodied Michiru and over towards the younger girl.
"What?" he asked, yawning tiredly.
"It happened. He's gone, it didn't work." She cried. "Trunks! Trunks no!" then she stopped, eyes still mysteriously cloudy. Her voice changed slightly, and she began speaking in mixed tongues, translating into this: 'Usagi, power of the great Goddess is given, our Lady Usagi, you shall be our Savior. You will save a dying race, you will send us to eternal happiness. Yet, you will never be happy.' She stopped again, her pale skin lost all color and her head dropped.
A nurse walked in, "Lack of sleep?" she asked Juunangou. "Or is she suffering from blood loss still."
Juu shrugged and continued watching over the sleeping Michiru.
*~*~*~*~*
If it was pure insanity that drew them both to this, no one will ever know but them. If it was all a pure misunderstand, it sure was a heck of one. And if it all just happened because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, or the wrong place at the right time, or the right place at the wrong time, or maybe even the right place at the right time well who really gives a damn.
They were there, and that's all that matters.
Two were there, (four really, but do you count a stunned man and a dead man? No.) and only one would leave alive. Or possibly none.
But what happened that cold, wintry Christmas night atop that storage compartment was truly unexpected.
One moment, there were two. And the next moment, there was three.
Now it's not like this extra person just walked onto the roof, no, that was pretty much impossible to this person. And it's not like they *magically* appeared on the roof by some odd, un expected chance. No. This person appeared by pure intentions. He knew Ami couldn't do the job right for him.
He knew she was completely useless now that she had had a server blood loss. So he did something, that might have seemed totally logical.
He pushed her off the roof.
*~*~*~*~*~
* Ami's a bit. shall we say. dizzy? Out of it? Tired? **Her right hand was shot at (it was her gunning hand) and now she can only use her left. Amazing how well her aim with it is, isn't it? *~*~*~*~*~*~ Ok, ok, now we *all* know who this guy is, and we all know it's a long chapter, and we're all tired, and you don't really want to read any more. But you know we're so friggin' close to the end you don't give a damn.
Clu: That's right no one gives a damn hoot.
Fi: *yawns*
*readers smile at the cute puppy sleeping on the ground, trying to bite Clu's wagging tail* Readers: How kawaii!
Clu: Oh yea, *ear is being chewed on* the annoying puppy gets all the love. That makes sense. *walks off slowly*
Poor Clu.
Anyways, two more chapters, the next one will be short. I just have to do something really quick, and it'll be up tomorrow.
And Lady Firefly! I'm so happy you kinda understand things!
And anyone and everyone whose reading this please go read my new story as well, "Thorny Roses" (yes, the title is very gay, but it was the only thing that seemed to fit in a poetic type of way.)
Oh! And what do you think to the idea of ME, Princess of the Monkeys changing my name and starting to put up my poems as well?? (Please answer these, I'm not so sure about changing my name though. ^^; Princess of the Monkeys makes a not so important author like me sound stuck-up and snobby! -how fun- so yea. Hehe)
*~*~*~*~*~
Blood was on the handle of the door to the car, all over the seats and all over the steering wheel. Blood was everywhere. She would die or at least faint from the blood loss soon. She had to hurry back to BDSS before that happened.
She silently reflected what had happened. Never in her life would she have imagined him to be so well with the gun. Juunangou was a young man, who had never once picked up a gun to her knowledge. But he was wonderful with the gun. She cursed silently, there went her gun hand. She knew her blood was thin. She knew something bad might happen if she didn't, but she also knew he would be angry with her. He wouldn't care she was bleeding to death. So she had to think quickly. What was more important her life, or his approval.
Normal, half-sane people would have said their life. But we can't necessarily consider this woman sane, or even half-sane!
She sat in the car. Quietly, waiting for the police to come. Would she wait long enough? Paramedics were coming, she could wait, and live. No, she started the engine. She wouldn't wait she couldn't wait. She started driving slowly down the road, trying to find them.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
A man sat. Sat alone, in his office, with the heater on, in a wheelchair, with an oxygen mask over his mouth as he worked. His hand shook with old age, as he wrote with a black fountain pen on a piece of old looking paper. A grim look fell over his face.
He had one light in the room, a small desk lamp with a yellowish bulb in it. He worked in the office a lot lately. Working on his letter. He had been working on it ever since Serena 'suddenly' died. He read over it for the last time. He smiled. He knew she would understand everything if she lived long enough to read it.
Everything was explained in the letter.
He got an envelope and put the address on it. He folded the letter gingerly, and placed it in the envelope along with three old clippings from a newspaper. She would understand, he told himself again. She would forgive me for everything.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ami pulled into the vacant storage depot. (AN: I'm at a huge loss for words right now. Slightly tired monkey I am.) She turned off the car, the engine hummed as it quieted. She held her bloody hand tightly, then she opened the door, and quietly closed it. She stepped into the closest storage building.
She noticed three long shadows playing around the room. Three other's were in there and they had a flashlight. She realized it could be a number of things, but she chose what she wanted it to be. Usagi, Goten, and Trunks.
She slipped quietly on, taking every step as slowly as possible so she wouldn't slip on the ice.
She heard hinges open on something, a door? Yes, it was a door. The back door, she quickly turned around and went back out through the front door, which she wasn't far from.
Once outside she found bars on the side of the building forming a crude ladder. She smiled and climbed to the top. Hey, it seemed like a perfectly good idea.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Where would no one in the right mind look?" Trunks asked Usagi and Goten as they walked out of the storage building.
Usagi smiled as she spotted a crude ladder on the side of the building next to the one they had just exited. "The roof!"
Goten looked at her, "What are you thinking? Those roofs are about to cave in from all that snow."
"That's why no one would think of looking up there! Come on Goten, what kind of an idiot would get on a roof in this weather?" She said as she pulled her gloves up higher.
Trunks smirked. "Ok, let's get up."
Usagi began climbing up, Trunks followed, and reluctantly, Goten followed, not wanting to be left alone in the snow.
*~*~*~*~*
Ami smiled to herself. 'I can jump off the roof!' she smiled.* It was perfect, she would jump off the roof, and land on them, killing them all. Or at least she thought she could kill them that way. She smiled and continued walking across the roof, she looked up for a moment, then looked down, she continued walking, then she heard something.
"What kind of an idiot would get on a roof in this weather?" This made Ami angry, not only had the spotted her, but now they were calling her an idiot! Of all the insults, calling her an idiot had to be the worst!
Then she saw them climbing up, maybe they didn't notice her. Maybe they thought they were going to be well hidden up there.
Or maybe it was all a trick. It was all a trick and they were trying to get her to follow them so they could push her off the roof.
But, the better part of her will decided they were trying to hide, not trick her. So she continued walking until she reached the edge. Then she jumped off the roof, and onto the on the other side.
Did she make it? Of course, how could she not have, smiling a bit at herself for having made it across, she continued quietly across the roof.
*~*~*~*~
Usagi shivered and tightened her black yarn scarf around her neck. "It's getting kinda cold." she started. Trunks looked over toward her.
"This was you're idea."
"I know, but maybe we shouldn't have listened to me." she said quietly, she hated to admit she was wrong, but she was getting colder and colder.
Suddenly, she felt as if an icy finger was running up and down her back, as it were bare and she was naked. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise, and her vision darkened for a moment.
She stumbled, and Goten grabbed onto her elbow to help her keep her balance. "You okay?" he asked.
He stopped walking and looked ahead. Trunks looked also, "What is it?" suddenly the thick fog around them thinned, and out of the haze stepped Ami, gun in her left hand.**
Now they all knew that wasn't her gunning hand.
Usagi instinctively reached for her gun, nothing. She had left it on the ground. She looked over to the boys, Goten didn't have his gun on him, but Trunks pulled out his gun.
*~*~*~*~*
'Shoot,' Ami thought to herself. 'He's got his gun.' She quickly pulled the trigger, without aiming, hoping desperately that it would hit someone.
*~*~*~*~*
Blood flew into the air as he flew back. His vision blackened completely, and his ears picked up little sound as he fell from the roof.
That was it.
It was all over.
Only one conscious thought lived on in his mind.
Would she care?
Would she know he had loved her?
Why did live do this?
His body hit the ground. Her scream following right behind him.
*~*~*~*~*~
"Goten!" Usagi screamed, she watched as he fell onto the ground, turning the pure white snow red with his blood.
Had Trunks not grabbed onto her, she would have jumped after him, but he grabbed her by the back of her coat, and pulled her behind him.
She continued sobbing. But Ami didn't fire, she didn't move, she stayed with the same demented look on her face as before.
Then Ami smiled, the biggest, happiest, purest smile to have ever been smiled. 'I hit someone.' She thought to herself, a small voice in the back of her head congratulated her.
Then Trunks shot at her. He shot at her other hand, but missed. She pulled back, putting her dead arm to the side facing him. He shot again, and again, and again.
Usagi whispered. Her voice hoarse and scarcely heard, a small, "One more bullet."
Ami smiled. This boy would be gone soon. "Bye Trunks." She said as she shot once more.
It hit him, but not where she had intended it. It hit him in the upper calf of his leg. His fell back in pain. Pain shot up and down his spine, leaving him stunned on the snowy bottom roof.
Usagi stood. "Ami," she sniffed. "Goten. you killed him."
*~*~*~*~*
"Holy crap!" cried Artemis. Juunangou looked away from the bloodied Michiru and over towards the younger girl.
"What?" he asked, yawning tiredly.
"It happened. He's gone, it didn't work." She cried. "Trunks! Trunks no!" then she stopped, eyes still mysteriously cloudy. Her voice changed slightly, and she began speaking in mixed tongues, translating into this: 'Usagi, power of the great Goddess is given, our Lady Usagi, you shall be our Savior. You will save a dying race, you will send us to eternal happiness. Yet, you will never be happy.' She stopped again, her pale skin lost all color and her head dropped.
A nurse walked in, "Lack of sleep?" she asked Juunangou. "Or is she suffering from blood loss still."
Juu shrugged and continued watching over the sleeping Michiru.
*~*~*~*~*
If it was pure insanity that drew them both to this, no one will ever know but them. If it was all a pure misunderstand, it sure was a heck of one. And if it all just happened because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, or the wrong place at the right time, or the right place at the wrong time, or maybe even the right place at the right time well who really gives a damn.
They were there, and that's all that matters.
Two were there, (four really, but do you count a stunned man and a dead man? No.) and only one would leave alive. Or possibly none.
But what happened that cold, wintry Christmas night atop that storage compartment was truly unexpected.
One moment, there were two. And the next moment, there was three.
Now it's not like this extra person just walked onto the roof, no, that was pretty much impossible to this person. And it's not like they *magically* appeared on the roof by some odd, un expected chance. No. This person appeared by pure intentions. He knew Ami couldn't do the job right for him.
He knew she was completely useless now that she had had a server blood loss. So he did something, that might have seemed totally logical.
He pushed her off the roof.
*~*~*~*~*~
* Ami's a bit. shall we say. dizzy? Out of it? Tired? **Her right hand was shot at (it was her gunning hand) and now she can only use her left. Amazing how well her aim with it is, isn't it? *~*~*~*~*~*~ Ok, ok, now we *all* know who this guy is, and we all know it's a long chapter, and we're all tired, and you don't really want to read any more. But you know we're so friggin' close to the end you don't give a damn.
Clu: That's right no one gives a damn hoot.
Fi: *yawns*
*readers smile at the cute puppy sleeping on the ground, trying to bite Clu's wagging tail* Readers: How kawaii!
Clu: Oh yea, *ear is being chewed on* the annoying puppy gets all the love. That makes sense. *walks off slowly*
Poor Clu.
Anyways, two more chapters, the next one will be short. I just have to do something really quick, and it'll be up tomorrow.