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And this, after such a long introduction to the beginning of the end of my life, is the beginning to my quest for the truth, my need for answers, and my plots of revenge. I have lost my family and my life, now he is how this all began, and I am the one who shall create the ending.

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AN: I am having some major writers block right now…7:25pm 12/11/02 and I am going to sit here until I can think of something to write for this chapter…

**8:00pm…still can't think of something…**

**playing CD for inspiration….** listening to oleander…inspiration not coming to me….J

This chapter is really hard to write…but bear with me…..

Chapter 3: renewed emotions

I walked along the streets aimlessly, plotting my revenge carefully to myself. I know that there is a way, and I know that there is someone out there that I need to find…


A small shorter man walks by me, he looks at me suspiciously, furrowing his brows, then he turned and walked away. I remember him from a dream I had a long time ago, although he was younger then. He let his hair grow out. I decided to follow him, perhaps there is something that I can find out from him. There is always a reason for everything.

He noticed me following, and decided to walk faster, I kept pace with him, not wanting to fall behind, although I knew that I could track him down with no difficulty if that was necessary.

"Young sir?" I called respectfully. He turned at the call, snorted and looked at me.

"What would you like?" He seemed friendly although distrusting.

"I only wanted a name."

"I can't give you that stranger. Sorry." He then turned, and headed for an alleyway, where I watched him levitate into the air and disappear. 'I'll see him again.' I decided to continue walking and look for my next victim of the evening, a young woman in her early twenties was walking alone, and I thought her to be the best option for the moment.

'Don't kill her…change her…I want her…' I heard his voice in my mind. He had seen her through my eyes. I hated it when he did that to me. I followed her through the alley and down to a set of double doors, where I had taken my chance and grabbed her. Pinching a nerve on her neck I knocked her unconscious. 'You can do your own dirty work.' I spoke to him solemnly.

I brought her to the "New Palace," a place that was a large mansion, over done in extravagance. It made me sick to see all that was wasted in this place, but I suppose that it suites him. For he is Satan…in a way. Black marble veined by deep red blood-like vein flooded the floor. A spiral staircase lead to the second floor, carpeted by a red wine runner. The wood itself seemed stained by blood. The curtains were red, as was everything else in this damn place. I hated being here. Just like I hated the man that called this home.

I laid her on one of the beds and decided to leave. I didn't want to be here any longer then necessary, and there was no reason why I should have. 'Stay…' Again I heard him disturb my minds peace. 'No thank you. I need to be leaving.' I replied back. 'Suit yourself.' Was all that I received as an answer.

Again I found myself wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to go. I regret all that I had done, all I want is my old life back…I would do anything for it. I sigh as I sit on a nearby bench and watch all of the people walk by me. They all had smiles on their faces, and they chatted about things that resembled happiness and gossip. All I ever hear about now is death and annihilation. I am getting tired of this life.

My thoughts wander to my wife. She was so beautiful, although loud, and dangerous with cooking utensils, I still loved her. I know that we had gotten into a fight, but why had I given HER up? She was all of life itself to me. Screw not having emotions, I miss her, and I can admit that. I loved her deeply and truly, If only I could have her back…

I could feel a single salty tear glide down my face, and I wiped it away briskly. I was not allowed to have any emotions. I growled angrily to myself. I want my life back…please…any god that there is out there, grant me my old life.

In the stars above, a woman draped in white watched.

"I love you too Goku…"She whispered.

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