Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or its characters. I am just
borrowing them for my fanfic. I can only dream of owning them, so please
don't sue. I am poor with nothing you would like.
A/N: Yes, I am back. My computer crashed and we got a new one finally. Without further babbling, here is why all of you are here, the stories!
Chapter 6- Stolen Sanity
I, Gohan, landed on the soft land next to the lake. I carried in my arms a small capsule from Capsule Corp., which I quickly threw onto the ground. In a puff of smoke, a small lab appeared; with tons of chemicals and strange instruments only Bulma would recognize.
I then began to walk towards the weakened Bulma who layed on the ground under the tree. I hope I got everything she would need... I hope she is strong enough... she seemed to be laying there toying with a puzzle box.
"Bulma, i need your help." I said, my voice echoing over the glassy lake. "I need you to help me kill Cell."
With the mention of Cell's name, she jolted up stopping what she was doing. I noticed that she hadn't been doing anything at all, just clicking the colors back and forth, red to green-green to red-red to green, one step towards solving the puzzle-one step back-a step forward then back. She then seemed to stare far away, to something that wasn't even there.
"Vejita." She answered. "Vejita can help you. I can't. I can't do anything at all."
She then started clicking the puzzle box again monotonously, convinced she was producing results.
"No Bulma. Vejita can't help me. I need you." I said confidently, but she just shook her head. Frustrated, I jerked her towards me. "Look at me! I need you!"
Bulma squeeled, and seemed to become limp in my grasp. "Don't hurt me! Vejita! Vejita!"
"Vejita's dead!" I screamed.
She immeditately fell silent, and she had the most empty look in her eyes. She was distant again, and a pain of guilt hit me. I immediately wish I hadn't done that. But then, buried grief seemed to surface as she realized the truth for the first time.
"Oh, kami.... kami..." She whimpered, as she fell to the floor sobbing.
I looked at her pitifully curled into a ball. "Bulma.."I said, softening my voice. "Bulma, Vejita's death isn't in vain. We can make it right, we can restore honor to his name."
Bulma then whiped the tears from her eyes, and for the first time seemed to regain the old Bulma I remembered. She set herself in determination, hiding the uncontroled shakes of her body.
"Just tell me what needs to be done." She said.
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Hours later she handed me a concoction. (A/N: I most likely misspelled concoction...sorry)I took the potion from her trembling hands. She seemed so placid; her face ghostly pale, eyes deep and hollow, like a spirit from another time. The skin clung to her face etching her skull perfectly.
"All you have to do... is get him... to swallow..it." She said, gasping for air.
I helped her lie down on the ground. "Rest now Bulma, you played your part. Thankyou."
She smiled at me weakly. "You can thank me by killing that bastard." She said bitterly.
It was then that Videl made her presence known. She gave me a look, one which stole any words she could've said: How can you put your vengence above the well being of your friend? with that look I turned away to Bulma. She needed this, more than me. She needed some sanity.
It was then that I realized...
Videl pushed me aside, applying a cold, wet handkerchief to her face trying to cool her off. Bulma stared blankly onward, in a daze. She gasped for hair sweating horribly, shaking violently- as violent as the words she spat, which were incoherent. She grasped onto Videl's hand, her nails dug into the skin, but Videl didn't scream. Suddenly, I noticed there were tears in their eyes, both of their eyes- But why would Videl cry? She didn't even know Bulma?
Bulma forced a breath, shakily, painfully. Her chest rose and fell, rose and fell... Videl breathed with her, perfectly nsync with her, as if she could force the air into Bulma's lungs. And when Bulma held her breath so did she,.. she held it waiting for Bulma to exhale, anticipating her life. Suddenly I felt panic hit me,
"Videl! Videl!" I screamed. But she ignored me. I leaned over and slapt her back forcing the air out of her lungs, which was followed by a sharp breath, one which whistled when she inhaled.
Videl coughed and gagged, but her syncrosy with Bulma was ruined. Her body layed there, like an empty box waiting to be filled... filled with a life she lost long ago.
Videl began to cry uncontrollably. I couldn't stand it any longer! I rose and began to walk away.
"Where are you going NOW!" She screamed.
"To kill Cell."
With that she jumped up and began to follow.
I spun around quickly. "NO! YOU ARE STAYING HERE!" I screamed, expecting her to shrink away. But she didn't. She advanced on me moreso.
"I am going with you." She stated firmly. "Give me one good reason why not."
I stated simply. "You need to take care of Trunks."
"He's dead." She gave me time for the shock to set in. "If you weren't so wrapped up in your revenge you would've noticed. You would've noticed how Bulma convulsed while she mixed the potion."
I swallowed my words. I couldn't tell her- I couldn't tell her I wasn't strong enough to defeat him, that I needed poison to finish him. A special potion designed to decompose his cells while he is alive.
I spat back venamously, tired of holding the bitterness in. "And what do you care? You didn't even know her." I held it in still, held back the tears.
But she exploded. "What do I care? WHAT DO I CARE!! You were off fighting, you didn't have to watch her, hear her words, watch her slowly die. You saw her die, but you missed the beginning! She began the second you left her hear. You didn't have to listen to her BEGGING for this Vejita, you didn't have to watch her shake, listen to her moan, her rantings, her vomiting- vomiting blood, how her body curled, and how she cried... when she-she drowned her child..."
With that Videl began sobbing uncontrolably. "She... couldn't stand...she thought.. she... thought... he was her.. dead husband..."
I felt the guilt again as it fell back. I killed another friend, and another, just like father. just like him.
It was then that I sensed a flicker of a ki, and it was close. Dangerously close.
I spun around facing the ki. It came from the mountains, the three mountains side by side, and they were plainly within view.
"I must go. Stay here." I said with my back turned.
And with that I shot into the air before Videl could protest, leaving her crying. The guilt surged through me like a tidal wave, it felt like vomit in the back of my throat. But I swallowed it, I stomached it. What else could I do? Besides, the true root layed on Cell, and I was ready to throw my wrath upon him.
I imagined what it would feel like to watch his body decompose in front of me. A surge of pleasure rushed through me as I pictured his body decapitating itself... and then I saw the blood upon my hands from before, when Gloria allowed me to kill the Cell from my time again. I shivered, shaking off the memory.
Then I decided, despite all, Cell must die. For my mom whom he killed, for my father, for Vejita, for Bulma whom he drove insane, and the baby Trunks she killed from it- it being as much Cell's fault, and for the about eleven year old Videl... Cell must die.
A/N: Again I apologize for my leap of absence, I hope this chapter makes up for it. So, Gohan is finally clashing with Cell, and with a secret weapon! But will it work? and what about Piccolo, will he end up killing him too? And will Videl wait, or will she try to follow? And can he protect her from Cell? Find out!
A/N: Yes, I am back. My computer crashed and we got a new one finally. Without further babbling, here is why all of you are here, the stories!
Chapter 6- Stolen Sanity
I, Gohan, landed on the soft land next to the lake. I carried in my arms a small capsule from Capsule Corp., which I quickly threw onto the ground. In a puff of smoke, a small lab appeared; with tons of chemicals and strange instruments only Bulma would recognize.
I then began to walk towards the weakened Bulma who layed on the ground under the tree. I hope I got everything she would need... I hope she is strong enough... she seemed to be laying there toying with a puzzle box.
"Bulma, i need your help." I said, my voice echoing over the glassy lake. "I need you to help me kill Cell."
With the mention of Cell's name, she jolted up stopping what she was doing. I noticed that she hadn't been doing anything at all, just clicking the colors back and forth, red to green-green to red-red to green, one step towards solving the puzzle-one step back-a step forward then back. She then seemed to stare far away, to something that wasn't even there.
"Vejita." She answered. "Vejita can help you. I can't. I can't do anything at all."
She then started clicking the puzzle box again monotonously, convinced she was producing results.
"No Bulma. Vejita can't help me. I need you." I said confidently, but she just shook her head. Frustrated, I jerked her towards me. "Look at me! I need you!"
Bulma squeeled, and seemed to become limp in my grasp. "Don't hurt me! Vejita! Vejita!"
"Vejita's dead!" I screamed.
She immeditately fell silent, and she had the most empty look in her eyes. She was distant again, and a pain of guilt hit me. I immediately wish I hadn't done that. But then, buried grief seemed to surface as she realized the truth for the first time.
"Oh, kami.... kami..." She whimpered, as she fell to the floor sobbing.
I looked at her pitifully curled into a ball. "Bulma.."I said, softening my voice. "Bulma, Vejita's death isn't in vain. We can make it right, we can restore honor to his name."
Bulma then whiped the tears from her eyes, and for the first time seemed to regain the old Bulma I remembered. She set herself in determination, hiding the uncontroled shakes of her body.
"Just tell me what needs to be done." She said.
________
Hours later she handed me a concoction. (A/N: I most likely misspelled concoction...sorry)I took the potion from her trembling hands. She seemed so placid; her face ghostly pale, eyes deep and hollow, like a spirit from another time. The skin clung to her face etching her skull perfectly.
"All you have to do... is get him... to swallow..it." She said, gasping for air.
I helped her lie down on the ground. "Rest now Bulma, you played your part. Thankyou."
She smiled at me weakly. "You can thank me by killing that bastard." She said bitterly.
It was then that Videl made her presence known. She gave me a look, one which stole any words she could've said: How can you put your vengence above the well being of your friend? with that look I turned away to Bulma. She needed this, more than me. She needed some sanity.
It was then that I realized...
Videl pushed me aside, applying a cold, wet handkerchief to her face trying to cool her off. Bulma stared blankly onward, in a daze. She gasped for hair sweating horribly, shaking violently- as violent as the words she spat, which were incoherent. She grasped onto Videl's hand, her nails dug into the skin, but Videl didn't scream. Suddenly, I noticed there were tears in their eyes, both of their eyes- But why would Videl cry? She didn't even know Bulma?
Bulma forced a breath, shakily, painfully. Her chest rose and fell, rose and fell... Videl breathed with her, perfectly nsync with her, as if she could force the air into Bulma's lungs. And when Bulma held her breath so did she,.. she held it waiting for Bulma to exhale, anticipating her life. Suddenly I felt panic hit me,
"Videl! Videl!" I screamed. But she ignored me. I leaned over and slapt her back forcing the air out of her lungs, which was followed by a sharp breath, one which whistled when she inhaled.
Videl coughed and gagged, but her syncrosy with Bulma was ruined. Her body layed there, like an empty box waiting to be filled... filled with a life she lost long ago.
Videl began to cry uncontrollably. I couldn't stand it any longer! I rose and began to walk away.
"Where are you going NOW!" She screamed.
"To kill Cell."
With that she jumped up and began to follow.
I spun around quickly. "NO! YOU ARE STAYING HERE!" I screamed, expecting her to shrink away. But she didn't. She advanced on me moreso.
"I am going with you." She stated firmly. "Give me one good reason why not."
I stated simply. "You need to take care of Trunks."
"He's dead." She gave me time for the shock to set in. "If you weren't so wrapped up in your revenge you would've noticed. You would've noticed how Bulma convulsed while she mixed the potion."
I swallowed my words. I couldn't tell her- I couldn't tell her I wasn't strong enough to defeat him, that I needed poison to finish him. A special potion designed to decompose his cells while he is alive.
I spat back venamously, tired of holding the bitterness in. "And what do you care? You didn't even know her." I held it in still, held back the tears.
But she exploded. "What do I care? WHAT DO I CARE!! You were off fighting, you didn't have to watch her, hear her words, watch her slowly die. You saw her die, but you missed the beginning! She began the second you left her hear. You didn't have to listen to her BEGGING for this Vejita, you didn't have to watch her shake, listen to her moan, her rantings, her vomiting- vomiting blood, how her body curled, and how she cried... when she-she drowned her child..."
With that Videl began sobbing uncontrolably. "She... couldn't stand...she thought.. she... thought... he was her.. dead husband..."
I felt the guilt again as it fell back. I killed another friend, and another, just like father. just like him.
It was then that I sensed a flicker of a ki, and it was close. Dangerously close.
I spun around facing the ki. It came from the mountains, the three mountains side by side, and they were plainly within view.
"I must go. Stay here." I said with my back turned.
And with that I shot into the air before Videl could protest, leaving her crying. The guilt surged through me like a tidal wave, it felt like vomit in the back of my throat. But I swallowed it, I stomached it. What else could I do? Besides, the true root layed on Cell, and I was ready to throw my wrath upon him.
I imagined what it would feel like to watch his body decompose in front of me. A surge of pleasure rushed through me as I pictured his body decapitating itself... and then I saw the blood upon my hands from before, when Gloria allowed me to kill the Cell from my time again. I shivered, shaking off the memory.
Then I decided, despite all, Cell must die. For my mom whom he killed, for my father, for Vejita, for Bulma whom he drove insane, and the baby Trunks she killed from it- it being as much Cell's fault, and for the about eleven year old Videl... Cell must die.
A/N: Again I apologize for my leap of absence, I hope this chapter makes up for it. So, Gohan is finally clashing with Cell, and with a secret weapon! But will it work? and what about Piccolo, will he end up killing him too? And will Videl wait, or will she try to follow? And can he protect her from Cell? Find out!