Thanks to all of you reviewers. I didn't have enough time to redo all the
chapters, so now I'm here to write the last few chapters for this fanfic.
I hope you all enjoy them. Oh, and did I mention that Harvy is a
hampster...
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Bra sharply drew in her breath, the urge to scream overpowered by the fear paralyzing her. It's not everyday you see your date being strangled by a man dressed in black, you know. .:This isn't happening....It's just a dream....Right?!:.
While Bra was struggling to even move, Marth was desperately trying to get out of his attacker's grip. His lungs burned. His body screamed. The young prince racked his mind for a way to get out of a stranglehold. He must have learned something about that...With the last of his energy, Marth gathered his strength and kicked the man in the stomach, The assailant let out a cry of pain, and loosened his grip for a second. It was all the swordsman needed. Marth grabbed the man's hands and tore them away from his neck. He fell onto the floor with a loud thud.
With that done, the other men in black drew their swords and began scaring the students away. Marth noticed Trunks and Goten protecting their dates. Roy was viciously attacking any nearby men with the cake knife he had found. Bra...Marth found her standing in a corner, obviously shocked at all of this. The swordsman stood up, dodged a sword flying at him, and began to run towards his love. He was only about two yards away from her, so close he could almost touch her and tell her everything was alright, when a sharp pain and strong hands struck him down.
A man had sliced his side and was now trying to slash his neck, too. Marth kicked him off, and then rolled onto his stomach to see Bra staring at him, fear and grief clearly written on her face. A man was running at her....about to attack. The prince tried to get up, but his wound shot pain through him when he even moved.
"Bura-chan,"he cried desperately,"behind you!" The teenager quickly turned around to see a blade flying at her like lightning. She shrieked. When the sword was almost upon her, she was gone. There was a blur of black, and then Goten stood near the attacker, Bra in his hands, a look of determination set upon his face. He set the girl down, and flew straight at the assassin, giving him no time to react before he was rammed into the wall and crushed by one of the food tables.
Marth slowly got up, now noticing how bad the cut was. The speckled blue and purple floor was now covered in a pool of dark red blood. He ripped off his jacket and wrapped it around the injury. The Prince looked up and blushed, even through his pain, from all of the eyes staring at him.
"Heh heh...This'll be hard to explain..." Bra ran to him and looked over the deep gash on his left side. It was bleding heavily and threatened to kill him if they didn't get him treated. Roy dashed over, one of the katanas* of the men in his hand.
"Big brother.."he whispered slowly. Bra thought she saw a tear in his eye, but the little boy wiped his sleeve over his face, smearing dirt all over it.
Bura was heartbroken inside, but to her slowly dying friend she said softly,"Don't leave me."
"Never,"was his reply. Her love grinned, then turned away and coughed, quickly wiping the blood he had choked up on his shirt so the girl next to him wouldn't know.
Trunks stood behind his sister. This was beginning to remind him of some depressing romance movies where the two people fall in love, and then the man saves the woman, and gets injured. At the thought of Marth dying and Bra jumping off a cliff like in some movie, he slowly picked up the prince and said to his sister,"I'll take him to the hospital." Bra just nodded.
Goten yelled to the other dazed students,"Okay, guys. You should go home. Is anyone hurt? No? Well, ok then." He helped Bura up and the young boy next to her. There was something in the boy's eyes that saddened Goten. Some grief beyond any nightmare. He used to see it flash between Gohan and his mother when Goku was mentioned. But this look was deeper, more agonizing.
.:This boy has been through hell:.Goten told himself as the three of them left and headed for the hospital.
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*A katana is a Japanese sword. this story is set somewhere in Japan. I'm pretty sure that everyone lives in japan in the series...
Short. Pathetic. I sicken myself with such evilness. I promise to get a nice, long chapter up tomorrow or sometime next week. Right now it's midnight here, so i'm pretty tired. i also do plan on twisting this story a bit next chapter.
Bra sharply drew in her breath, the urge to scream overpowered by the fear paralyzing her. It's not everyday you see your date being strangled by a man dressed in black, you know. .:This isn't happening....It's just a dream....Right?!:.
While Bra was struggling to even move, Marth was desperately trying to get out of his attacker's grip. His lungs burned. His body screamed. The young prince racked his mind for a way to get out of a stranglehold. He must have learned something about that...With the last of his energy, Marth gathered his strength and kicked the man in the stomach, The assailant let out a cry of pain, and loosened his grip for a second. It was all the swordsman needed. Marth grabbed the man's hands and tore them away from his neck. He fell onto the floor with a loud thud.
With that done, the other men in black drew their swords and began scaring the students away. Marth noticed Trunks and Goten protecting their dates. Roy was viciously attacking any nearby men with the cake knife he had found. Bra...Marth found her standing in a corner, obviously shocked at all of this. The swordsman stood up, dodged a sword flying at him, and began to run towards his love. He was only about two yards away from her, so close he could almost touch her and tell her everything was alright, when a sharp pain and strong hands struck him down.
A man had sliced his side and was now trying to slash his neck, too. Marth kicked him off, and then rolled onto his stomach to see Bra staring at him, fear and grief clearly written on her face. A man was running at her....about to attack. The prince tried to get up, but his wound shot pain through him when he even moved.
"Bura-chan,"he cried desperately,"behind you!" The teenager quickly turned around to see a blade flying at her like lightning. She shrieked. When the sword was almost upon her, she was gone. There was a blur of black, and then Goten stood near the attacker, Bra in his hands, a look of determination set upon his face. He set the girl down, and flew straight at the assassin, giving him no time to react before he was rammed into the wall and crushed by one of the food tables.
Marth slowly got up, now noticing how bad the cut was. The speckled blue and purple floor was now covered in a pool of dark red blood. He ripped off his jacket and wrapped it around the injury. The Prince looked up and blushed, even through his pain, from all of the eyes staring at him.
"Heh heh...This'll be hard to explain..." Bra ran to him and looked over the deep gash on his left side. It was bleding heavily and threatened to kill him if they didn't get him treated. Roy dashed over, one of the katanas* of the men in his hand.
"Big brother.."he whispered slowly. Bra thought she saw a tear in his eye, but the little boy wiped his sleeve over his face, smearing dirt all over it.
Bura was heartbroken inside, but to her slowly dying friend she said softly,"Don't leave me."
"Never,"was his reply. Her love grinned, then turned away and coughed, quickly wiping the blood he had choked up on his shirt so the girl next to him wouldn't know.
Trunks stood behind his sister. This was beginning to remind him of some depressing romance movies where the two people fall in love, and then the man saves the woman, and gets injured. At the thought of Marth dying and Bra jumping off a cliff like in some movie, he slowly picked up the prince and said to his sister,"I'll take him to the hospital." Bra just nodded.
Goten yelled to the other dazed students,"Okay, guys. You should go home. Is anyone hurt? No? Well, ok then." He helped Bura up and the young boy next to her. There was something in the boy's eyes that saddened Goten. Some grief beyond any nightmare. He used to see it flash between Gohan and his mother when Goku was mentioned. But this look was deeper, more agonizing.
.:This boy has been through hell:.Goten told himself as the three of them left and headed for the hospital.
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*A katana is a Japanese sword. this story is set somewhere in Japan. I'm pretty sure that everyone lives in japan in the series...
Short. Pathetic. I sicken myself with such evilness. I promise to get a nice, long chapter up tomorrow or sometime next week. Right now it's midnight here, so i'm pretty tired. i also do plan on twisting this story a bit next chapter.