Disclaimer : Neither I , nor Shasta own DBZ/GT . It belongs to Akira Toriyama , Birds Studios , FUNimation and a ton of other people who aren't nice enough to share ! Shasta owns Kayla ( yesh , she owns Kayla *sob*) and also Shastania + Kazimo Tair . I only owns the words I write and the clothes on mah butt :p
A/N – Well once again I'm tired and boredish but I'm here to write another chappie *swoons over the last chappie* This chappie is made from frustration and my constant homicidal thoughts for authors who claim Shasta is a plagiariser .
A Deadly Silence
Written By: KrayZM & Shasta : Weirdos With No Purpose In Life
Chapter Three : Becoming Oneself
"Okay , this is a good start " Bulma said to herself as she watched the girl scribble menacingly on the pad of paper :
Where am I and who are you ?
Vegeta , in a very impatient mood snapped something at her in saiyan which caused her to look sharply in his direction . Kayla wrinkled her brow in an unreadable expression and threw him a nasty look . She began scribbling again on the notepad .
" Vegeta , what did you ask her ? " Bulma questioned her husband in confusion .
" She was wearing saiyan armour when she arrived , I asked her if she was on a mission to attack earth "
The notepad then read :
If I were here to attack earth , why the hell would have arrived half dead ??
" She has a good point , when I found her in the capsule she looked like she'd been out for awhile , I doubt she'd have lasted this long without attention from Bulma " Goten perked up as he eyed the young girl who nodded in appreciation . Vegeta growled but stayed otherwise silent .
" Why have you come to earth then ? " Bulma insisted . Kayla froze for a moment , as if unsure of whether or not to answer . She took a deep breath and once again the pen came to paper :
I was being chased She paused , her hand shaking as she took a deep breath and wrote :
Hunted to be more accurate
Thoughts , memories , emotions cut through Kayla's mind as she remembered her home planet Gaia .
Shastania … where are you ?? .. she questioned her mind but she received no answers .
" Hunted by what ? " Came Vegeta's words which sliced through her thoughts like a hot knife through butter . Clearing her mind , she faced the saiyan prince . She shuddered as she wrote the following lines ….
I come from a world that was corrupted by fear , us saiyans who had escaped frieza's initial rule lived on our own land and own terms , though we had no protection from the constant armies aiming their attacks children such as myself were raised from birth to be warriors . Not to long ago , my home planet Gaia was attacked by a demon of incredible power and strength . He was named Kazimo Tair . Once he landed on Gaia , he stole the voices of all its inhabitants , making it futile to know his happenings and within a few days had hunted down and killed almost all of our population . As far as I know , only myself and my sister managed to escape Gaia alive .
The paused for another moment before scrawling :
Have you found my sister ?
Bulma , Vegeta , Goten and Trunks all peered at the tale she had foretold so simply .
" I didn't see any other capsules near her's , I don't think her sister has landed " Goten muttered . Kayla's face fell slightly but she kept her composure .
My dear sister … please kami …. Be ok … her thoughts screamed .
" So what do we do now ? " Trunks asked , after being silent this whole time listening intently and summing up the situation .
" Well its not like we can exactly take her back to the forest , well let her stay here " Bulma exclaimed . Kayla raised an eyebrow , stood up and headed towards the door . She wobbled slightly out of balance and leaned against Bulma's desk for support .
" I don't think you should be standing up right now , you're still very weak " Goten said as he hurried over and picked her up .
" Bulma , which room ? " he asked . Bulma instructed him to a room on the third floor and he took off still holding her softly . As he started to mount the stairs , Kayla squirmed in his arms and tried to free herself .
" I'm not letting go of you , you need more rest " he simply instructed . She pursed her lips and frowned but stopped her squirming . It was true , she did need rest . Her body still hadn't finished rejuvenating but she didn't like the fact that this saiyan was overpowering her . She hated to admit it but at this very moment … she felt weak and vulnerable . She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply .
Shastania , please just give me a sign … a sign that you're ok .….. that you're alive even
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Deep in the depths of space , drifting through a course of darkness the young red headed saiyan groaned inwardly . Her destination was clear, now she just had to get there .
I'm coming my sister , just hold on She told herself , hoping her sister could still hear her hopes, her prayers , her cries … and her anguish . Shastania would not abandon her sister . She was coming …
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Back on earth , Goten laid the motionless body of Kayla onto the bed and pulled the covers over her . He stood there watching her for a moment . He could actually see her face now . All the blood and scratches had disapparated in the healing tank . Her cream skin rested in a soothed like manor as the sleeping warrioress stretched in her sleep . He pulled the covers up over her and headed for the door , all the while pondering on the new facts the day had brung . The saiyan closed the door behind him and headed back to the infirmary .
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Vegeta stood alone on his room balcony deeply emersed in thought . So there were other saiyans out there ? His emphasis on were . What if Kayla and her sister were the last ones ? He sighed and stared up at the stars . Those same stars he used to stare at as a child . Though as a child it was not for a purpose of relaxation of reprimand from life . As a child stars were his chart , his list , his planner for the future . His father and tutors would point out the name of the star and explain 'Its will be your duty to once own that star , to rid life of it and to use it for your own means and qualms ' . His memories of childhood reflected his current self and for some reason he was disgusted by it . He had been raised to destroy , to kill . He was a warrior .
WARRIOR !?! nani !
Kayla was a warrior too . She had been raised to kill … so why was she different ?
'Because she was raised to defend her people , not enslave them' his mind screamed at him and he knew it was true .
" She was raised to defend " he told himself as he stepped inside his bedroom and closed the balcony doors behind him …
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A/N- Well its finally done *wipes her brow* Its 12:49am ( aussie time dearies :p ) and after re-writing this around 5 times its finally done . And yesh , I do know its short but I'm still sick and I need my rest . Plus my muse ran out of milk and pixie sticks . Anyways , next chappie is for Shasta to write ….. flames can go to my e-mail : lalalandjustforme@yahoo.com.au and will be used to help certain FC administrators fart their way to the moon .
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Tuesday, 05 November 2002